She was back in my room late in the evening after she had served dinner to six people in the dining room, the Garcias, myself and three other guests. I was again impressed how efficient she was as a serving maid. Unobtrusive and polite with very passable Mexican-Spanish. Not that she really had to talk but her answers to various commands and requests were very precise and in correct Spanish. When she had cleared the table and was finally dismissed by Juana...

"You should probably glue your breast forms to your chest so you wouldn't have to keep your bra on when you are in bed with me. I would love to play with your boobs when in bed together, though false, they feel very real to me." Pat murmured. It was our first night together in the new apartment and she was in a chatty mood and was whispering to me as we were lying in bed in the master bedroom after our intense love playing. I was more than pleased and excited as she kept talking to me. She was...

We got back to his truck, I stopped and he got out. “Thank you again for helping me, I really appreciate it.” I thought, that’s it? Oh well, I’ll never see him again and he’s a hunk. “Lance”, he stopped. “There’s no one around and it’ll be a while before the tow truck gets here. Today’s your lucky day. Take your jeans off and walk back over here. You’re about to get maybe the best blowjob of your life.” He looked at me, eyes as big as saucers, took his jeans off and walked back over to my...

We exited and drove back towards my place. Part way there he asked me if I’d like to stop in a nice place to look at the moon before we headed back. We both had an early day tomorrow and unfortunately the night would need to end sooner rather than later. I said, sure as we drove with Shaun still exploring my stocking covered knees, but working his hand higher than ever. When we stopped I reapplied my peach colored lipstick and gloss. As I was saying what a beautiful spot and how nice the...

The night before my final appointment at the salon I had the strangest dream. A stout woman was standing over me with a very stern look on her face. “I am now your guardian. Your parents are dead and I am now in charge of your up bringing. I will prepare you for school that starts Monday,” This woman took me to a beauty parlor where my finger and toenails were painted pink, my ears were pierced and little gold hearts were installed in the lobes. Back home the next morning she dressed me in...

She looked at me, her eyes sparkling from excitement and mis- chief, “Come here maid and be quick about it!” “Yes Madam,” I said feeling that the Mistress/maid syndrome was back in the air. I fast approached her. “Kneel in front of me!” I awkwardly did it feeling a bit puzzled, as my submissive genes started kicking in. That wasn’t Pam’s style. She never had asked me before to kneel in front of her. “Are you a servant Nikki? Do you really like being one?” “Yes Madam, you know that I like...

A jolt went through me like an electric current. Did I just hear that? Was she asking me to buy a housekeeping uniform? She even mentioned a dress. I felt weak at the thought. She clearly understood that her words had made an extreme impression as she continued. "Before you react either positively or negatively, let me add this. Starting Monday you will be staying home, cleaning, cooking, doing laundry and all sorts of other mundane chores. Knowing you, you would have ended up in a skirt...

“If I was being truthful, I guess I would need to admit that the last few minutes have probably been more exciting than anything I’ve done in months... as strange as that may sound.” He paused. “Maybe, this is worth continuing?” A moment later, he stood up and stripped naked. He pulled the panties back up his legs. Again, he felt incredibly excited, not only by the panties and the naughty feelings they gave him, but by the memory of the emasculating look on Heidi’s face; that...

At night, lying between satin sheets in my soft nylon gown, I would hug a lacy perfumed pillow to my breast and envision ways to please my lover. Before drifting off, I would find myself speculating if she would like me in a particular dress or hairstyle as I planned my ensemble for the following day. Imagine a boy having such thoughts even though I hadn't been much of a boy these past seven months. Still, given my strange circumstance and my limited contact with...

“How do you like your pretty new things Miss Dana?” Maria asked, putting special emphasis on the Miss. “What’s going on here?” I demanded as I stared at the clothes. “This is part of the wardrobe you’ll need for your new life,” Nicole replied. “Remember? I explained it to you downstairs, and you asked about fancy things.” “This can’t be Nicole!” I screamed. “Those are girl’s clothes, for Christ’s sake!” “Nevertheless, these and similar items are the clothes...

"I understand your feelings, but that aside, your penalty for the coming week is as follows. When you return home today and from school each day, you will practice applying your new makeup for an hour. Then, you will change into one of your new dresses, complete with the proper undies, and walk a chalk line in your highest heels for an hour with a book on your head. After dinner, you can practice your makeup application for another hour and walk for another hour in your heels. As to the diet...

"I know most of you are self-conscious in your uniforms at present, but ss all of you are all dressed the same, there's no reason to be uneasy in this class. As for your makeup, freshmen are allowed no more than concealer, foundation, blusher, eyeliner and nail polish. You will earn the correct application techniques for these cosmetics in this class." "We're boys, why do we have to wear makeup and nail polish?" rang out in the classroom. Isn't having to wear skirts and silly blouses with a...

I looked at my reflection in the glass door. I was dressed modestly, denim skirt down to my knees, plain blouse, thick tights, and low heel workable shoes. My hair was kept behind in a high ponytail and my makeup was very discreet. My only accessory was my tiny gold studs on my pierced ears; that was a recent present from Miss Linda who handed me in an envelope my reference letter addressed to Miss Jennifer Blackman and inspected me this morning before my departure. In a largish shoulder...

My next appointment with Dr. Santiago was the day before I was going to start work at the printing company. At her request I just wore my athletic support, sweats, and sneakers. "It's good to see you again, Phillip," she began as I sat down. "Have there been any changes since we talked last?" "Yes, I quit my job at the hardware store and will start working as a temp for a printing company tomorrow night. It involves mostly machine operation which shouldn't be too physically...

The next time I got my refill of pills and another shot, I asked about the change in my skin texture and the sensitivity around my nipple area. The pharmacist just grinned and said "different people have different results, don't worry about it, you will be fine." I left it at that. Both the doctor and the pharmacist were professional women and if you couldn't trust them, who could you trust? In addition, my visits to the hair removal solon were shorter. The women were always...

It may sound strange but I found myself enjoying "being a girl". Unlike the Broadway show tune, I wasn't a real girl of course, just a hormonally created sissy who appeared top be a girl. Perhaps my love of my new found femininity was part of my seduction.Nevertheless I wondered if I was ever going to be able to return to the life of a male once this charade was over and I got my share of the money. I guess I was just going to have to stick in out and hope for the best. ...