One becomes used to just about anything. Beth was always servile enough to me but would grin just a little sardonically as if she'd send Frances - I mean Frank - off to do various things to show her domination over the guy. And what could I say as they gradually feminized the poor lad? His hair gradually became more girlish, then his nails. Then more makeup - and naturally earrings. I don't know who blushed the most, him or me, when he appeared in his first full maid uniform, apron and...

I knew immediately that there was no sense in struggling. Knew that she was straonger than me. On top of that, I felt that I would show a disrespect for my new sister-in-law if I objected. Found myself slipping helplessly into her arms."My turn! My turn!" Carol was saying and, still breathless, I was floated from Sylvia to Carol, very conscious of my woman's shape on the water as I transfered from one set of tanned arms to another, my own soft pale arms looking weak and womanish. My breasts...

"So? I have a lot of brainwashing to get through to help you accept a lifestyle that I'm sure you're unaccustomed to - but I'm sure that you'll end up loving." "A lifestyle?" I gulped. "Of course! I like my boys to be all soft and sweet. Wearing pretty clothes. be undemanding - do as I want in other words." "I don't know as if I'd like that - not very much," I said, adding the last bit hastily. She had picked me up and was carrying me into her bedroom, talking as she went. "Of course you...

She thought for a moment. "I'm very complimented by this. At the same time? I'm not very sure if you understand what I want of you. Today would be a drop in the bucket. I'd expect..." "Please darling?" I interrupted. "I said it before and I meant it. I love you and want to make you happy!" (The fact that she was fondling me through the sheer materials of the nightdress and peignoir had absolutely nothing to do with what I'd just said - well maybe a little.) "Okay!" she said. On your own head...

Shades of my Mother catching me! The door to Debbie's room opens and Janice is ushered in by Mrs. Williams - to find me sitting on the edge of Debbie's bed, my face respondent in full makeup, debbie standing over me, a lipstick tube in her hand. "Oh hi Jan!" Debbie smiled a greeting at Janice. "I got so engrossed in doing this that I forgot you were coming over. Hod on a minute. I just want to finish putting Philip's lipstick on!" Then she gives me a playful cuff on the back of the head....

She gave me an appraising glance. "You're becoming very pretty dear. Now hurry to the door - and don't forget. I want you to be an especially good girl tonight! Let my guests see that you're nice and domesticated! Just like all husbands should be!" She eyed me a little. "Though I'm getting less and less sure of the 'husband' part of it. Off with you now!" The references to my gender were becoming more and more numerous, and more and more feminine-related, I thought, hurrying to answer the...

I realized I would never have another chance like this, to be forced into doing something I had an urge to do but could not find acceptable. So I told the boss that she was right and that I had brought it on myself and had been half serious about it and had not been playing with her but found the whole thing so embarrassing when actually face with it, but was man enough to go through with it. "However," she told me as she laughed back at me. "The question is not if you are man enough , but if...

Mrs. L. concluded, "Your physical changes aren't from the clothing. It doesn't work like that. I don't mean that control garments couldn't feminize your figure a bit, while you ware them, and they certainly did, you looked so cute in your girl's support garments when dressed as my Archie, but you are way past that now! Wearing that stuff 24/7 probably would have and did have some feminizing effect on your shape, perhaps even giving you a pudgy chest but you are growing real breasts. No, it is...

After a lot more discussion we decided to go with the massive dose of female hormones followed by low dose female hormone releasing implants. I wasn't really totally convinced, but the doctor seemed so sure and I was not thinking aggressively anymore, an effect of the female hormones. And so I felt myself being convinced. Little did I realize at the time that they doctor's story was just that, a story, and that Mrs. Porter had paid her off and the doctor, after seeing me, thought it was all in...

Mrs. Porter would not hear of it... she handed me over to one of my many admirers, to be escorted to the dance floor. I was a bit worried that this game had taken on a life of its own and I really knew that it had and that I was pretty much trapped... I decided to try to make the best of it, at least for the evening. I spent the rest of the evening just enjoying the party, only 'dancing backwards and in high heels'> The women kept me busy as a dance partner for the most of the evening,...

Under her watchful eye, I pulled my slip off then blushing, took my bra and falsies off. It was so humiliating, sitting there in front of my ex-wife and secretary in nothing but panties, garter belt and stockings. Kristy saw this and was nice enough to hand me my slip, which I draped over my lap, hoping to hide my obvious excitement, although I wasn't very sure.

Eric had shaved, was partially dressed and was sporting subtle pink lipstick, matching eye-shadow and nails. Eric slipped into his dress and slid on his sandals and after a few adjustments was once again Keri. "You look just like a young lady ready for a beautiful summer day," Melissa giggles, admiring her work. "You must have been practicing. Your're walking and acting so girlish. Wait'til JoAn and Lisah see you."

In my opinion, my introduction to wearing the lingerie created a major fissure in any remaining masculinity I had. It can be argued that the use of perfume could have been explained away as evidence of a man's cologne but what Dorothy had made for Lunn and myself now was far too pretty to come even close to a man's product. Ane? Women generally have a much more acute sense of smell than men do. There was no fooling them - not a chance. The use of the scent may be perceived as a much lesser...

I felt spasms of delight watching him as, dominated, he was taught how to put rollers in his hair, though he ended up with only three, one at the back and sides. Subdued now, he didn't protest when she applied the lotion from a squeeze bottle to the hair in the rollers. He did flinch a little as she wrapped his hair in a chiffon scarf, before putting the hood of a portable dryer over his head, and turning it on.He started licking his lips nervously when she brought out her manicuring tools. "I...

"Now remember I told you of my business partner who died? What I didn't tell you is that she was murdered by a woman released, in error probably, from an asylum. This was all made possible by another woman who is an accessory to murder. I want to go and get the two of them and bring them back to the States for trial. It's going to be expensive and there is some risk. I know where to go and, your mom and I discussed this, it would be well to act like tourists; a cruise, stay on a remote...