Reluctant Press

“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...

Alison, as usual, had gotten up first and was already taking her shower when John awoke. Still half asleep, he debated about joining her. He had just made up his mind that he would when the shower stopped and Alison appeared a few minutes later, dressed in John’s bathrobe and towel drying her hair. `She looks like a small bundle of dynamite,’ John thought. He fell in love with her again. He started to get out of the bed. The movement attracted Alison’s attention. She looked toward the bed and...

Alison, as usual, had gotten up first and was already taking her shower when John awoke. Still half asleep, he debated about joining her. He had just made up his mind that he would when the shower stopped and Alison appeared a few minutes later, dressed in John’s bathrobe and towel drying her hair. `She looks like a small bundle of dynamite,’ John thought. He fell in love with her again. He started to get out of the bed. The movement attracted Alison’s attention. She looked toward the bed and...

When I got home late that Saturday night, Darlene was already back. She met me at the door with a cool glass of iced tea and suggested I sit down and relax while she fixed us a bite to eat. I was so tired that the slightly funny taste of the tea didn’t even register on my consciousness. I passed out sitting at the kitchen table. It was late Sunday afternoon when I finally wokeup. My mouth tasted funny and my mind was groggy. I stumbled to the bathroom to relieve myself. I needed to go so badly...