Reluctant Press

Doris’s opening gambit was strong. She took me to the Nifty Uniform Shoppe, an establishment operated by yet another of her countless relatives, where she supervised my fitting for an ensemble of mostly black silk, maid’s uniforms, white aprons and lace caps. We rode home on the streetcar with my new uniforms in boxes on my lap. This woman, who in my view was fast becoming the epitome of the “wicked stepmother,” announced she was fed-up with my refusal to do my household chores and that I...

Doris’s opening gambit was strong. She took me to the Nifty Uniform Shoppe, an establishment operated by yet another of her countless relatives, where she supervised my fitting for an ensemble of mostly black silk, maid’s uniforms, white aprons and lace caps. We rode home on the streetcar with my new uniforms in boxes on my lap. This woman, who in my view was fast becoming the epitome of the “wicked stepmother,” announced she was fed-up with my refusal to do my household chores and that I...

“Well!” Mark pressed. Again, no reply. “You’re more of a flaming pansy than Alicia even mentioned, aren’t you?” an impatient Mark demanded. “Please,  Master Manley,” Shelley whimpered. “Don’t hurt me.” “I won’t hurt you, you pantywaist sissy. I just want to make certain we have an understanding and see eye-to-eye.” With that, Mark placed his large hands around Shelley’s slender waist - his fingers nearly touching around the maid’s waist-cinched tummy. As if he were a feather, Mark lifted...

“Well!” Mark pressed. Again, no reply. “You’re more of a flaming pansy than Alicia even mentioned, aren’t you?” an impatient Mark demanded. “Please,  Master Manley,” Shelley whimpered. “Don’t hurt me.” “I won’t hurt you, you pantywaist sissy. I just want to make certain we have an understanding and see eye-to-eye.” With that, Mark placed his large hands around Shelley’s slender waist - his fingers nearly touching around the maid’s waist-cinched tummy. As if he were a feather, Mark lifted...

Encounter with an Admirer Oh, dear! I’m so embarrassed—but so excited too! I’m being fully overcome by the sex craze, just as when I was a secretly effeminate young teen playing girlfriend for imaginary boys—and now I’ve actually >agreed to meet you for sex! It’s been a long time since I had sex with a man. I did it with quite a few men in my 20s, but I stopped before I was 30. And yet, when you told me about the orgasms you’ve had while reading my books—well, I just couldn’t resist! I’ve...

Encounter with an Admirer Oh, dear! I’m so embarrassed—but so excited too! I’m being fully overcome by the sex craze, just as when I was a secretly effeminate young teen playing girlfriend for imaginary boys—and now I’ve actually >agreed to meet you for sex! It’s been a long time since I had sex with a man. I did it with quite a few men in my 20s, but I stopped before I was 30. And yet, when you told me about the orgasms you’ve had while reading my books—well, I just couldn’t resist! I’ve...

“Everyone knows about the Gender Plague,” began Brendann. “It began on April 14, 2046. A group of male scientists at the CAM-DEM corporation were working on a genetic-engineered pseudo-virus that would rid women of the physical deterioration experienced in life after menopause. The changes became attached to a strain of cold virus by accident and spread throughout the world, ridding women of the problems as designed. But it also feminized all but a very small percentage of the male population...

“Everyone knows about the Gender Plague,” began Brendann. “It began on April 14, 2046. A group of male scientists at the CAM-DEM corporation were working on a genetic-engineered pseudo-virus that would rid women of the physical deterioration experienced in life after menopause. The changes became attached to a strain of cold virus by accident and spread throughout the world, ridding women of the problems as designed. But it also feminized all but a very small percentage of the male population...

“Rise and shine, sweetheart. We have a big day ahead of us,” Mrs. VanBeau greeted cheerfully as she kissed the forehead of her effeminate charge. As Shelley rubbed his eyes, Mrs. VanBeau drew down the satin comforter and top sheet. “Oh my, what’s this?” she gasped in shocked motherly surprise. “Shelley, it looks like you had an accident during the night. You’ve made a mess of the sheets and your fiancé’s darling pajamas. Did you play with yourself?” “Why, n-n-no Mother VanBeau,” poor Shelley...

“Rise and shine, sweetheart. We have a big day ahead of us,” Mrs. VanBeau greeted cheerfully as she kissed the forehead of her effeminate charge. As Shelley rubbed his eyes, Mrs. VanBeau drew down the satin comforter and top sheet. “Oh my, what’s this?” she gasped in shocked motherly surprise. “Shelley, it looks like you had an accident during the night. You’ve made a mess of the sheets and your fiancé’s darling pajamas. Did you play with yourself?” “Why, n-n-no Mother VanBeau,” poor Shelley...

‘‘You haven’t told me what I have to do,’’ I reminded him. ‘‘Oh, no I haven’t; how remiss of me.’’ He laughed. ‘‘Of course, there are no real duties as such; it’s just that you’ll be doing everything as a young woman.’’ ‘‘But I’m not a young woman.’’ ‘‘Of course not, but you could learn how to be one.’’ ‘‘I don’t think…’’ I started. ‘‘Sorry, I should have explained that part sooner.’’ He smiled. ‘‘I want you to adopt the mantle, so to speak, of a young woman. After all, as you observed, all...

‘‘You haven’t told me what I have to do,’’ I reminded him. ‘‘Oh, no I haven’t; how remiss of me.’’ He laughed. ‘‘Of course, there are no real duties as such; it’s just that you’ll be doing everything as a young woman.’’ ‘‘But I’m not a young woman.’’ ‘‘Of course not, but you could learn how to be one.’’ ‘‘I don’t think…’’ I started. ‘‘Sorry, I should have explained that part sooner.’’ He smiled. ‘‘I want you to adopt the mantle, so to speak, of a young woman. After all, as you observed, all...