Mags Inc

While exploring the remote regions of northern India, a small group of English officers hear of a remote valley and its capital city, Subbujah, known as the City of Splendor, with strange and exotic practices. They meet a man who encourages them to allow him to guide them to that city and experience its wonders.They quickly become enmeshed in the politics of this strange society where many of the women were actually men before being forced into the feminine role. Soon it seems to be their fate...

Two stories taking place in the West:In My Alice From Wonderland Harmon McQueen, a veteran turned recluse, in love with reading, horses and his ranch, lives on his big ranch on a remote mountain. He's surprised when a trick or treater, dressed as Alice from Alice in Wonderland comes calling one Halloween, as no one ever makes it to his front door, except for his hands.She, or rather as he soon finds out, he, is the son of his foreman, who has been dressed as a girl for her entire life....

Two stories taking place in the West: In My Alice From Wonderland Harmon McQueen, a veteran turned recluse, in love with reading, horses and his ranch, lives on his big ranch on a remote mountain. He's surprised when a trick or treater, dressed as Alice from Alice in Wonderland comes calling one Halloween, as no one ever makes it to his front door, except for his hands. She, or rather as he soon finds out, he, is the son of his foreman, who has been dressed as a girl for her entire life....

In book 1, a rebellious young male is sent to a distant aunt to be straightened out from his rebellious ways. She declares he'll be treated the age he acts and is put into a childish bodice kilt and laughed at by her teenage daughters. He gradually becomes more sissified and turned into the oldest daughter's groom. He is then sent to beautician's school, there mistaken for a made and thus he's turned into one and then into a girl.

A rebellious young male is sent to a distant aunt in England to be straightened out and educated. He sees her son, Leslie, in kilts and refuses to wear them. The aunt declares he'll be treated the age he acts and is laced into a corset and put into a childish bodice kilt, after being spanked by his governess. Of course he is laughed at and ridiculed by his teenage cousins. After graduating he's hired by one of the aunt's friends as a junior groom. In addition to a groom's normal...

In book 2, his Nanny declare's "she's" to young to bathe "herself". Next, to her shame the Nanny proceeds to potty train her. Next she's taken to a Doctor and given pills to improve her lack of boobies and boyish behind. There's nothing she can do until she can figure out how to run away. Her "auntie" hires a teacher to home school her and she's treated like a first grader. Tom make her less tomboyish, the aunt sends her to dance class and charm school, where she becomes a Junnior Princess,...

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In book 2, the boy, now forced to masquerade as a girl is employed by a guest. At first he thinks as her maid, but she has her heart set on a darling niece. Sent to charm school and ballet class "she" becomes ultra girlish and acts younger and younger. Trying to escape her dreadful toddler status she's put into a baby harness.

The soft cotton felt so good between my finger tips that my hands began to quiver as I felt renewed energy start to flow through my body. It felt good to be standing thee nude but for my socks, the blindingly white cotton panties held front of me like a ritual object raised toward heaven in a rite meant to assure that my innermost dreams would be reality. But this wasn't simply a ritual, it was an ordeal imposed by Lois as if she were the priestess charged with testing me, the neophyte hoping...

The soft cotton felt so good between my finger tips that my hands began to quiver as I felt renewed energy start to flow through my body. It felt good to be standing thee nude but for my socks, the blindingly white cotton panties held front of me like a ritual object raised toward heaven in a rite meant to assure that my innermost dreams would be reality. But this wasn’t simply a ritual, it was an ordeal imposed by Lois as if she were the priestess charged with testing me, the neophyte hoping...

I looked up just as a fairly plain maid dressed in the style of 1905 or so, curtseyed at the door, then minced into the room and stopped before Martha, again curtseying deeply."It's about time, Miss Hana!" Ma snapped. "I have a good mind to give you a sound birching on that far ass of yours!""But Miss Martha," the maid objected softly, curtseying, "I do not have a fat ass!""Are you arguing with me, girl?" Ma demanded.Again, the deep curtsey. "On no Ma'am! I would never do that!" ...

I looked up just as a fairly plain maid dressed in the style of 1905 or so, curtseyed at the door, then minced into the room and stopped before Martha, again curtseying deeply. "It's about time, Miss Hana!" Ma snapped. "I have a good mind to give you a sound birching on that fat ass of yours!" "But, Miss Martha," the maid objected softly, curtseying, "I do not have a fat ass!" "Are you arguing with me, girl?" Ma demanded. Again, the deep curtsey. "Oh, no, Ma'am! I would never dare do that!" ...