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Now, like I just said? There are humiliations and humiliations. But she was treating me like a child and a favorite, spoiled child at that. Of course I felt wrong - but it was almost as if I were reverting to childhood. It didn't make much sense to fight, so instead I found myself accepting what she was doing and cuddling into her in a childlike manner. Found my sentences becoming shorter and the words had less syllables as I retreated into her dominance. Cuddled into her in a sleepy way. I...

Late that afternoon Jimmy was summoned to Rita Ryker's office. Again he waited a log time before being ushered into her office. She paced the floor behind her desk. The afternoon sun streamed through the wall window highlighting her fiery hair, setting it aglow. Her knee length skirt stretched taut against round buttocks as she waked back and forth. He could see the backs of her legs reveailed through the skirt's real slit. "Sit down Jimmy, I've been thinking," she said, pacing, "about the...

Late that afternoon Jimmy was summoned to Rita Ryker's office. Again he waited a log time before being ushered into her office. She paced the floor behind her desk. The afternoon sun streamed through the wall window highlighting her fiery hair, setting it aglow. Her knee length skirt stretched taut against round buttocks as she waked back and forth. He could see the backs of her legs reveailed through the skirt's real slit. "Sit down Jimmy, I've been thinking," she said, pacing, "about the...

The office staff, which was predominantly women, got used to his fem dress, the affectations, treated him as another woman. That's what he thought anyway. He remembered when he was first hired in at Ryker Financial Services, how few males worked there. He'd felt out of place. Now, he was glad the workforce was comprised of nearly all women. What if more men did work here? What if one of them came onto him? How would he handle that? Indeed, what would Rita Ryker think about him getting...

The bolero jacket was definitely styled for a woman but it did compliment my outfit. She sprayed me with a burst of her perfume, told me I looked lovely. She held out two pairs of shoes, the flats or the smaller heels, my choice. I chose the flats and she grinned, said with either pair I'd look nice. When I looked in the vanity mirror I was surprised at how well the makeup worked, how girly I looked. The last touch was soft pink lipstick which she over-painted, making my lips look...

I dressed for dinner in white shorts and a powder blue blouse. I tried eye liner and mascara. The effect was so incredible! My eyes looked so much larger, so much sexier, so very feminine.After breakfast we drove to a mall near a small town several miles away. AFter getting some training bras, we shopped for skirts, panties, slikps and blouses. Casual slothes are next: jeans, Bermuda shorts. There was one particularly pretty shirtwaist dress that I liked. I wore it home.As we...

"I really don't like my sister, or her husband, and I just couldn't bear being away from you for so long, Isn't there some way I could stay?" He begged. "That's option two. Again I would say that we've separated. then a few weeks after you pretend to have left, one of your nieces comes to live with me..." "You mean you want me to pretend to be a niece? but I could never pass as a girl if that's what you mean," he protested. "Unfortunately Glen, if the doctor's right, there's at...

She put an arched foot in his face and he knew what to do, had done it before. He kissed her toes, thrilled by the stale attar. His lips trembled as he nibbled at her little toe, ran his tongue over the small red nail. He looked up at her under his eyebrows, saw her nod, that smile of satisfaction which pleased her so. She pressed at his lips and he took her little toe in his mouth, sucked. "Yes, you have such a talented mouth, Winnie. Suck hard, show me how much you've missed our little...

Winthrop stood naked in front of the full length mirror inside his walk in closet. He examined his chest. noted the darker. seemingly larger aureola and elongated nipples. There was no doubt about it, his pectorals underneath were swollen, small conical mounds which made his nipples jut. If he didn't know any better he'd think he was growing breasts. Maybe he did know better, just didn't want to admit it. Several weeks had passed since he'd slept in Golden's bed. He didn't want to think about...

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"I'm Wanda Green the soccer coach and I need a small favor from you."I couldn't imagine what the soccer coach would want with me, particularly in view of the fact that I was probationary member of the cleaning staff."What is it?" I inquired. "I was informed that you played soccer in high school, right?""Yes," I answered."Well two of our goalies are down with a bug. the third is a rookie that I do not have a lot of confidence in. Would you be willing to take the place of one of the girls" We...

"Good! So listen up! When I first married your dad, I hadn't a clue about transvestites and I really felt stupid once I discovered that your did was on. After a while, I started doing a lot of research and covered a lot of ground. While I was doing this I discovered that a lot of transvestites are submissive - very submissive. You know what submissive means?""Do as you are told?""Very good dear! The only thing is that in this case a transvestite is submissive to women. He not only likes being...

The voice of Madame Ahmad from the kitchen brought them back to reality. "Girls have you finished unpacking? We need some tea please and the pizzas will be here in half an hour so you can prepare the table in the dining room.""We'll be there in a minute Madame," both answered in unison, as they tied their half white aprons on. Lita couldn't suppress a smile looking down at her apron. She couldn't forget that this little piece started everything and brought her to a foreign and exotic country...

If I had thought that there was nothing left to embarrass me, I was wrong. She carried me into the bathroom and washed my face with cool water and removed the slight swelling around the eyes. Then, she carried me into the bedroom and had me put my baby dolls on again. I protested when she led me over to the bench in front of the mirror, but it was futile. "I'm not putting on much, so SHUT up!" she said casually, starting to apply makeup to my face.She was true to her word. Didn't put a great...

My last memory was of sitting on that gurney and getting a shot. I began to wonder if the company in New Orleans, Mistress Marlene and that odd old woman had all conspired to do this to me.What was I going to do now? I wondered as I waited patiently for the doctor to come in and talk to me. How was I going to explain this to my parents? What was the "employment" Mistress Marlene had talked about? A thousand and one things were going through my mind when the door to the room opened... ...