Mags Inc

I couldn't believe the stinging pain of the first slap! Gasped, and tried to stop the whimper that rose in my throat. But it was no good. By the third hit I was crying and by the time I'd had my full spanking, I was weeping uncontrollably. "I'm sorrrrry!" I wailed when she let me up. "No Dennis. Not enough. I've asked you and asked you to try and behave properly. I thought the panties were working, but obviously you need a much stronger reminder. Get your clothes off, please?" Less than five...

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...

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...

This time the event had seemed almost business like. Sarah had virtually summoned him to the same parking lot and made it clear that he must be dressed and made up as Denise or face exposure as "the mystery girl". Her greeting had been abrupt, though the gleam in her eye was clearly lustful. She had led him on a brisk walk to the same path. Instead of womanly chit chat she had peppered him with advice to perfect his womanly walk and his voice. Denis had found his treatment humiliating, yet...

This time the event had seemed almost business like. Sarah had virtually summoned him to the same parking lot and made it clear that he must be dressed and made up as Denise or face exposure as "the mystery girl". Her greeting had been abrupt, though the gleam in her eye was clearly lustful. She had led him on a brisk walk to the same path. Instead of womanly chit chat she had peppered him with advice to perfect his womanly walk and his voice. Denis had found his treatment humiliating, yet...

Maid Permanent Chapter-1 A Typical Story It's a typical story, one so many women have feeling trapped in a dead end office job with no way out. Well, that wasn't going to be me. So I married Bill, my boss, I wasn't in love with him but I simply was desperate. Stuck as a secretary, going nowhere, in an office where I was constantly hit on grew to dread each day I went to work. I developed a true hate of men and their constant groping and he wasn't any better than the rest of them. So we...

Maid Permanent Chapter-1 A Typical Story It's a typical story, one so many women have feeling trapped in a dead end office job with no way out. Well, that wasn't going to be me. So I married Bill, my boss, I wasn't in love with him but I simply was desperate. Stuck as a secretary, going nowhere, in an office where I was constantly hit on grew to dread each day I went to work. I developed a true hate of men and their constant groping and he wasn't any better than the rest of them. So we...

Oh the drive out to the mall I found myself looking at every girl we passed. but unlike the way I normally looked at girls, this time it was different. Instead of just admiring the pretty ones, I found myself studying them, checking out how their outfits worked together with their hair and make-up. Trying to imagine how they would look on me. I was amazed at how fast my mindset had changed. In just eighteen hours, I had gone from being shocked at the thought of wearing women's clothes, to...

Oh the drive out to the mall I found myself looking at every girl we passed. but unlike the way I normally looked at girls, this time it was different. Instead of just admiring the pretty ones, I found myself studying them, checking out how their outfits worked together with their hair and make-up. Trying to imagine how they would look on me. I was amazed at how fast my mindset had changed. In just eighteen hours, I had gone from being shocked at the thought of wearing women's clothes, to...

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. ...

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. ...

"Oh mommy," Kimberly gushed with true excitement. "Look at us! We're just the same. Keith looks just like me. He looks like a real girl!" Keith just hung his pretty head without making a comment. All the fears and humiliation he'd suffered the past Saturday during his initial stint in a dress came back with full force. All fight to resist his sissification melted. Mrs. Carson noted that his more subdued mannerly self had returned  almost the instant he had been put back into a dress....