Mags Inc

Lazily, I wondered, I liked girls, but needed a boy for marrying purposes. Would it be possible to make a boy into something more acceptable to me? Gentler? More feminine? Would it be possible to have him docile and well  behaved, ALL the time, the way that all were before being handled? I thought of how Rayburn had to be milked twice. Certainly didn't want to get into the habit of multiple handlings. When I'd given him the apron, he'd protested - but weakly, as if he...

Lazily, I wondered, I liked girls, but needed a boy for marrying purposes. Would it be possible to make a boy into something more acceptable to me? Gentler? More feminine? Would it be possible to have him docile and well  behaved, ALL the time, the way that all were before being handled? I thought of how Rayburn had to be milked twice. Certainly didn't want to get into the habit of multiple handlings. When I'd given him the apron, he'd protested - but weakly, as if he...

Half an hour later the two girls greeted Ruth's mother as she came home from work. Her warm smile and matter of fact greeting suggested that Chessie, a boy wearing and looking good in girl's clothes and makeup, was not something suspect. Chessie realized Ruth's mom was accepting her at face value. "Well, hello Chessie. Really so nice to meet you. Ruth's told me so very much about the new boy in school. I really didn't think anyone could be quite as talented as Ruth said you were. Now I see...

Half an hour later the two girls greeted Ruth's mother as she came home from work. Her warm smile and matter of fact greeting suggested that Chessie, a boy wearing and looking good in girl's clothes and makeup, was not something suspect. Chessie realized Ruth's mom was accepting her at face value. "Well, hello Chessie. Really so nice to meet you. Ruth's told me so very much about the new boy in school. I really didn't think anyone could be quite as talented as Ruth said you were. Now I see...

"Shana, you don't know what you're saying." He shakes his head again, goes to the counter for more coffee. "Look at what you're wearing, sweety. I picked it out for you. Red silk lounging pajamas. They look good on you. The pullover top is more feminine than masculine, the bottoms are kind of unisex. And there's nothing wrong with that. I think you should get more into the role, con­sciously being what you already are subconsciously." "And just what do you mean by that?" he demands. "Exploring...

"Shana, you don't know what you're saying." He shakes his head again, goes to the counter for more coffee. "Look at what you're wearing, sweety. I picked it out for you. Red silk lounging pajamas. They look good on you. The pullover top is more feminine than masculine, the bottoms are kind of unisex. And there's nothing wrong with that. I think you should get more into the role, con­sciously being what you already are subconsciously." "And just what do you mean by that?" he demands. "Exploring...

"Shana, you don't know what you're saying." He shakes his head again, goes to the counter for more coffee. "Look at what you're wearing, sweety. I picked it out for you. Red silk lounging pajamas. They look good on you. The pullover top is more feminine than masculine, the bottoms are kind of unisex. And there's nothing wrong with that. I think you should get more into the role, con­sciously being what you already are subconsciously." "And just what do you mean by that?" he demands. "Exploring...

Shana leans closer, face at his hair. He feels her breath on his ear. "We'll talk about this later. Tell me more about the two boys who flirted with you in the park today." She rubs the slick dildo along his hardness. "It was nothing." "Were you flattered?" Shana works his cock slowly, waits but he says nothing. She squeezes his cock, prods his balls with the blunt tip of her dildo. "Tell me." "I was scared." "Why?" She resumes masturbating him. "The way they were looking at me. Afraid I might...

Shana leans closer, face at his hair. He feels her breath on his ear. "We'll talk about this later. Tell me more about the two boys who flirted with you in the park today." She rubs the slick dildo along his hardness. "It was nothing." "Were you flattered?" Shana works his cock slowly, waits but he says nothing. She squeezes his cock, prods his balls with the blunt tip of her dildo. "Tell me." "I was scared." "Why?" She resumes masturbating him. "The way they were looking at me. Afraid I might...

Ron, a shy young man, ends up working for the beautifully polished Ms. Liz Forrester as her personal assistant. Her business is placing qualified women in executive positions and is quite lucrative and staffed entirely, until now that is, by women. It is curious that she has chosen Ron to be her PA and break that tradition, but she apparently has plans for him. It begins with a weight reduction program and a wardrobe make over so he can also present a "polished" look to her clients. ...

Ron, a shy young man, ends up working for the beautifully polished Ms. Liz Forrester as her personal assistant. Her business is placing qualified women in executive positions and is quite lucrative and staffed entirely, until now that is, by women. It is curious that she has chosen Ron to be her PA and break that tradition, but she apparently has plans for him. It begins with a weight reduction program and a wardrobe make over so he can also present a "polished" look to her clients.

An extremely sexy story of a man, slowly dominated by his wife and her associate, turning him into their feminine plaything.