Reluctant Press

“A contract? What are you talking about?” I asked. “It’s simple, my dear husband. I don’t want to waste my time. If you are serious about dressing as a girl, then I will help you. But before I do, you will have to commit to learning from me. “Wait a minute. What is this here in the contract about me being a little girl, then a teenage girl, then a young woman, and then an adult woman?” I asked. “Don’t worry about that part. It’s just a few steps in your development along the way.We’ll have...

Just as suddenly she released her hold saying, “I just want you to know what we might do if you don’t behave. Do you understand?” Numbly he nodded seeing Miss Baker pick up from the desk top a pair of pale blue ruffled cotton panties! “Put them on, and no funny business,” Sarah repeated applying the pressure once again to remind him of how easy it was for her to torture him. She then released him while Miss Baker handed him thepanties. Meekly he took them into his shaking hands and slipped...

Just as suddenly she released her hold saying, “I just want you to know what we might do if you don’t behave. Do you understand?” Numbly he nodded seeing Miss Baker pick up from the desk top a pair of pale blue ruffled cotton panties! “Put them on, and no funny business,” Sarah repeated applying the pressure once again to remind him of how easy it was for her to torture him. She then released him while Miss Baker handed him thepanties. Meekly he took them into his shaking hands and slipped...

‘‘I’d like you to tell me what you did to my brother last night,’’ Kellie asked next day when she and Sharon took a break together. ‘‘Nothing really,’’ Sharon replied. ‘‘I only said a few words to give him a bit of confidence.’’ ‘‘It was more than that,’’ Kellie insisted. ‘‘You have some power over him.’’ ‘‘Okay. I’ll admit it but you have to understand that I’m not malicious in any of this.’’ Sharon took her coffee and they went to sit in a quiet corner. ‘‘I’m a hypnotist as well as anything...

‘‘I’d like you to tell me what you did to my brother last night,’’ Kellie asked next day when she and Sharon took a break together. ‘‘Nothing really,’’ Sharon replied. ‘‘I only said a few words to give him a bit of confidence.’’ ‘‘It was more than that,’’ Kellie insisted. ‘‘You have some power over him.’’ ‘‘Okay. I’ll admit it but you have to understand that I’m not malicious in any of this.’’ Sharon took her coffee and they went to sit in a quiet corner. ‘‘I’m a hypnotist as well as anything...

"I’ve talked to the girls." Zoe caught up with William a few days later."They’ve had a vote and decided that you should come to the carnival night." "That’s really kind, but" "You can be an honorary girl for the occasion. You have to dress up" Zoe stopped William as he was about to decline. "They’ve seen your screensaver and they think you should dress up like her." "But that’s a portrait; she’s from a hundred years ago" William suddenly knew it had been a mistake to put that picture...

"I’ve talked to the girls." Zoe caught up with William a few days later."They’ve had a vote and decided that you should come to the carnival night." "That’s really kind, but" "You can be an honorary girl for the occasion. You have to dress up" Zoe stopped William as he was about to decline. "They’ve seen your screensaver and they think you should dress up like her." "But that’s a portrait; she’s from a hundred years ago" William suddenly knew it had been a mistake to put that picture...

From The Dulci Daily Story: "And now what? I do love the thought that I’ve been giving pleasure—I mean literary and sexual pleasure — to males and shemales far and wide. I’ve found it terrifically exciting to reveal what used to be my deepest, darkest secrets, and what are still my wildest fantasies, to anyone who wishes to see. It givesme erections to write about such things; I hope it also gives my readers erections to read about them and see them...

From The Dulci Daily Story: "And now what? I do love the thought that I’ve been giving pleasure—I mean literary and sexual pleasure — to males and shemales far and wide. I’ve found it terrifically exciting to reveal what used to be my deepest, darkest secrets, and what are still my wildest fantasies, to anyone who wishes to see. It givesme erections to write about such things; I hope it also gives my readers erections to read about them and see them...

‘‘That’s evil.’’ Michael laughed at the idea. ‘‘You’re a devious person, Genevieve Larson. I’ve never heard anything like it.’’ ‘‘I can’t hear you rejecting the idea out of hand.’’ ‘‘I’m intrigued,’’ Michael replied. ‘‘What did you have in mind?’’ ‘‘I don’t want to do anything forceful,’’ Jennie said. ‘‘He seems a nice kid, a little naïve for his seventeen years. I thought I might be able to persuade him to have some fun pretending to be my niece.’’ ‘‘Aren’t I a...

‘‘That’s evil.’’ Michael laughed at the idea. ‘‘You’re a devious person, Genevieve Larson. I’ve never heard anything like it.’’ ‘‘I can’t hear you rejecting the idea out of hand.’’ ‘‘I’m intrigued,’’ Michael replied. ‘‘What did you have in mind?’’ ‘‘I don’t want to do anything forceful,’’ Jennie said. ‘‘He seems a nice kid, a little naïve for his seventeen years. I thought I might be able to persuade him to have some fun pretending to be my niece.’’ ‘‘Aren’t I a...

“Randi, how nice to see you,” she said with a snicker. “I like your outfit! Low-cut to show off your boobs and high-cut to show off your legs. Complete with 5-inch fuck-me stilettos. I can see that you have evolved as a sexy little slut. How nice of you to dress up for me.” I did not know how to respond. Was Martha just playing with me and joking? Was she trying to make small talk to get me to laugh? I took a step closer to Martha as I was about to tell...