Reluctant Press

LIfting the newspaper, Martin glanced at the date April 3rd, 1953, He had gone back further in time. Then he noticed that the newspaper was a Michigan tabloid.He recalled, with a start, that he had somehow known he was in a Michigan hotel. But how? Surely this verified that he was dreaming. At no time since this dream had begun was there any mention as to where they were, so... how could he possibly have known where they were?Then he remembered the birthmark, identical to the one that he had....

LIfting the newspaper, Martin glanced at the date April 3rd, 1953, He had gone back further in time. Then he noticed that the newspaper was a Michigan tabloid.He recalled, with a start, that he had somehow known he was in a Michigan hotel. But how? Surely this verified that he was dreaming. At no time since this dream had begun was there any mention as to where they were, so... how could he possibly have known where they were?Then he remembered the birthmark, identical to the one that he had....

As soon as I got home from work, she led me up to my bedroom and asked me to strip naked and put on the bath robe. She had a bubble bath already awaiting me. When she left the room, I did as she asked. She met me in the bathroom and coaxed me out of the robe and into the tub.It felt strange to have this older woman giving me a bath when I was already a nineteen year old adult. She was on her knees beside the tub washing me with a sponge and making sure I was clean from head to toe. She made me...

Brett was stunned by the suggestion that he take female hormones to make himself more girlish. No way did he want to do that much less grow breasts. Yet, the option of feeling the delight a girl felt was tempting. But when Linda added that Cindy would be happier and less afraid if he was more girlish, and that he'd be doing it for her sake, he knew that e could not refuse.Swallowing what little remained of his manly pride, he looked to Cindy. "If Cindy wants me to take female hormones, I'll do...

Brett was stunned by the suggestion that he take female hormones to make himself more girlish. No way did he want to do that much less grow breasts. Yet, the option of feeling the delight a girl felt was tempting. But when Linda added that Cindy would be happier and less afraid if he was more girlish, and that he'd be doing it for her sake, he knew that e could not refuse.Swallowing what little remained of his manly pride, he looked to Cindy. "If Cindy wants me to take female hormones, I'll do...

"Stop your bitching and do as you're told," she snapped sternly, reminding me of my place within this soap opera. I was the low man - or low something - on the totem pole. I could expect to be treated nicely on occasion, such as last night, only she reminded me that whatever luxuries I could expect were up to them. They would decide if I should be happy or miserable and it was not up to me to question their motives. She reminded me that I was their property to do with as they pleased."Fine," I...

"Stop your bitching and do as you're told," she snapped sternly, reminding me of my place within this soap opera. I was the low man - or low something - on the totem pole. I could expect to be treated nicely on occasion, such as last night, only she reminded me that whatever luxuries I could expect were up to them. They would decide if I should be happy or miserable and it was not up to me to question their motives. She reminded me that I was their property to do with as they pleased."Fine," I...

He didn't try to feel me up, though. Somewhat disappointed, I walked back to my place on the couch and sat down. Again, I remembered to smooth my skirt out under me as I sat. I tried to give him a discreet glance up my skirt. I really wanted him to make a pass at me."So how long have you been dressing up in girl's clothes, Debi?""Oh my. Well, ever since I can remember. Since I was three years old, I've liked how dresses looked on little girls."I always envied my sister for being a girl, and...

He didn't try to feel me up, though. Somewhat disappointed, I walked back to my place on the couch and sat down. Again, I remembered to smooth my skirt out under me as I sat. I tried to give him a discreet glance up my skirt. I really wanted him to make a pass at me."So how long have you been dressing up in girl's clothes, Debi?""Oh my. Well, ever since I can remember. Since I was three years old, I've liked how dresses looked on little girls."I always envied my sister for being a girl, and...

My chest as started to show some flabbiness and I add a few extra laps to try and arrest the condition. I'm not feeling as invigorated as I used to and I've made a mental note to see a local doctor. Maybe I'm coming down with something new. I do not want a repeat of the sick period I went through in the fall. That night as I went to bed, the taste of her unusual tea seemed to linger in my mouth. Mrs. McHugh introduced me to her 'special brew' when I first arrived. Hearing about my health...

My chest as started to show some flabbiness and I add a few extra laps to try and arrest the condition. I'm not feeling as invigorated as I used to and I've made a mental note to see a local doctor. Maybe I'm coming down with something new. I do not want a repeat of the sick period I went through in the fall. That night as I went to bed, the taste of her unusual tea seemed to linger in my mouth. Mrs. McHugh introduced me to her 'special brew' when I first arrived. Hearing about my health...

"But how is dressing him in little girls' clothes going to teach him a lesson?" Gail asked."It just reinforces the chemical conditioning we've given him," Karen answered. "He'll find himself strangely attracted to feminine clothing. When he discovers he can't wear men's clothes any more, he'll want to wear the most risque outfits you can imagine."We'll start him out with a little girl's outfit. There's something about a white pinafore, black tunic, stockings and shiny black Mary Jane shoes...