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Transforming into a Bimbo in Front of My Girlfriend

I wake up in bed with my girlfriend Candace as usual. We've been together for about 3 years now. Last night was our anniversary, so I had taken her out to her favorite club. With beautiful long chestnut hair and a fit body with just the right amount of curves, I stare at her and smile. Though what caught my attention first when meeting her were her beautiful and perky C cup breasts. Normally she dresses conservatively, but on date nights, she really knows how to play them up! Armed with a corset top and push-up bra, she's usually the bustiest girl in the restaurant when I take her out!

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DROSS Part 12

I woke up the next morning and after my morning ablutions I got dressed. I put on my fishnet stockings clipping them to my suspender belt. I pulled on a pair of black lace thong panties and put my matching lace balconette bra. After adjusting my breasts in the cups I squirmed into my black latex micro-mini skirt and put my shoes on.

"What's up with you this morning. You've got almost fully dressed and you havn't even opend the drawer with your boob tubes in."

"I know, but I really don't want to look until I have to, just in case they are still pink." I said sheepishly.

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DROSS Part 11

Miss Helen led me to the elevators and we went up one level. The layout was the same on this floor as on the training level, but the decor was much more sumptuous. It looked more like an expensive hotel instead of the industrial space where the girls were trained. The corridors were covered with a thick, springy carpet which felt very odd as I had never walked on anything other than hard floors since I'd got here. The lack of the click-clack sound of my heels was very disconcerting and walking on the thick carpet was like walking on soft ground.

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A Forbidden Fantasy (Penultimate Entry)

A countdown clock started in my mind as soon as Gabriella announced that the appointment had been made. But my mental clock was unnecessary. The very next morning when I sat at my vanity to apply my makeup, the sign was there on the mirror. Only 19 More Days Until Castration A chill gripped me and I had to step away. I knew my hands would shake too badly to even try. Doing my makeup was part of my morning routine.

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A Forbidden Fantasy (Continued again)

A year I chastity. Time played tricks on me the whole while. The days stretched out endlessly, yet the months peeled off the calendar faster than I could have imagined. What happened to April? How could this be July already ? Gabriella would not allow me an orgasm and it would have violated our agreement if I asked for one. I, of course, was obliged to give her pleasure whenever she demanded. When she was feeling generous, she would lie next to me, caressing my testicles and complimenting me for the progress I was making towards becoming a total sissy.

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The New Secretary Chapter 1

My name is Josh, or at least it was up until a few months ago. That was before I lost my job. Before I came across Bertram Industries. But I will get to that later. First a little about me, I'm a 23 year old guy, pretty average size and pretty average shape, nothing special.

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A Forbidden Fantasy (continued)

Once Gabriella had received my commitment to become her submissive sissy, she became an insatiable lover. I would return from work and in a matter of minutes she would would be tearing my clothes off and pulling me into bed. Once we were under the covers, she she played the part of every man's fantasy. Never before had she been so eager to suck my cock, to let me take her from behind, doggy style. I was having two or three orgasms every night. I was nearly exhausted, but in such a delightful way.

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The Psychiatrist.

Terapist Sarah White.

The Psychiatrist.

My story is set in Argentina (South America) and describes some of the places and the way of life of this country.
This story was originally written in Spanish. I try to do the best to put it on English, if something sounds weird, please close an eye and continue. Corrections are welcome. Thank you for understanding.
The pic is from Sarah White a terapist, can watch *here*

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A Forbidden Fantasy

So the nature of our bondage games changed. I became the helpless prisoner destined to be emasculated. Gabriella took to her new role like she was born to play the part. Dominant mistress who lived to humiliate males and turn them into impotent sissies. Prepare them for lives of submission, absolute obedience to their female superiors. And she was remarkably adept at rendering me helpless. I still have no idea how she learned to tie all those knots or how her imagination conceived so many humiliating postures in which to position me to do her erotic work.

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Stephen to Sissy 2

Megan woke up first, and nudged Cissy with her cock, "Open up honey, you're havig cum before coffee.."...Cissy had no choice, and within five minutes of waking up from her first gay date she was sucking cock again...and again something Megan ate or drank made it taste horrible, and that was not un-planned.
"Mistress K is expecting us, we are moving in with her, everything has been packed and we will make sure her address is mine and yours"...You are my present from her.

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Caught

I am wearing my new panties today and believe me i felt good. Next I rolled slowly my stockings until it was covering my shaved legs. I got shivers for the feeling and smiled by seeing it. Nobody at work would realize I would be wearing the frilly undies and I was feeling great by wearing them. I have been reading for a few weeks that wearing female undies under the clothes someone would walk more like a female too. I was almost sure it was not for me, because I thought I still walked like always.

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Stephen To Sissy

Stephen at 26, had the best and worst of events in his life. An only child, his well to do parents were killed in an accident and left him a small fortune. Not that small actually, it was enough to live on for the rest of his life if he were somewhat careful, and his career as florist assistant was paying the bills, but going nowhere. He had always had a curiosity about being forced into cross dressing, latex boots, and bisexuality with fem boys or shemales. He made some friends on Fetlife, from which he found a few offers, to try his fantasies.

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DROSS Part 10

I spent a lonely night back in the dorm. It was the first night in a long time that I had spent on my own, even when things were really bad between my wife and me we had slept in the same bed.

I hoped Rose had a pleasant night with Miss Helen, and that she wasn't too demanding.

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Change of Position

I am a maid in a place like LiL or Deb Ford's "The Hotel."
I hate my short satin french maid dress and the high heels that goes with it.
As I have only been a maid for a short while I have a fairly easy day--Easy with one exception. There is one patron who has developed an interest in me and has asked me to make his bed everyday. A very physically powerful man...strong...a giant compared to me. My impression is that he's sweet in his own quiet way. Quite shy!

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What Katie Did to Me

What Katie Did to Me

My pulse races. My pupils dilate. I am sweating - cold sweats though. How did I get here? What is going to happen next? What should I do?

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Defining Moments in My Strange Odyssey - Part 7

If any of the other things that had been done to me defied belief, the belting table was positively surreal. Yes, that's how they referred to the weird appliance to which I was secured. It was called a belting table, specifically designed for the purpose it was now being used. Naked and helpless in the most vulnerable posture imaginable. The most humiliating. While all the while, two beautiful nurses attended to me without a thought for my modesty or my shame. Is it any wonder I was having no success trying to make my erection relax? Or that I could not quell my sense of fear?

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Defining Moments in My Strange Odyssey - Part 6

The security detail must have been right behind the cart I was on, for as soon as I was rolled into that room, they picked me up and carried me to that ominous table. Then, in well rehearsed set of moves, they removed the shackles I had been wearing since my arrival and secured me to the the examination tables. Not for an instant did I have the thought that escape was possible. They left me restrained even more securely than ever. I was still perfectly naked but now my feet were strapped into stirrups, elevating and separating my legs.

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Defining Moments in My Strange Odyssey -Part 5

I was weeping helplessly as I was rolled through a labyrinth of hallways on that wheeled cart. Crying like a little... Oh, my god! What they were telling me was just too bizarre to be real. How could a place like this even exist? And how could I have been swallowed up by such a place? Actually, I already knew the answer to that second question. The mother of he woman I was planning to marry was responsible for this nightmare. She had never exactly warmed up to me, but I had no clue that she despised me enough to do this.

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Defining Moments in My Strange Odyssey - Part 4

This was impossible! I had been abducted by my mother-in-law and placed in a nightmare! Before she made her exit, Ediith had promised that I would no longer be a man when I left this place. And even more terrifying, she had suggested that I would soon be castrated! My mind was in turmoil as I tried to make sense of what I had been told, trod to find a connection between my immediate predicament and the reality I used to know. But I hadn't begun to sort through what was happening to me when two really large fellows lifted me off that cold floor and deposited me on a wheeled cart.

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Defining Moments in My Strange Odyssey - Part 3

I have absolutely no idea how long I was unconscious. It was chloroform in that towel, I think. I remember a terrible headache and a sense of confusion that brought with it an overwhelming feeling of dread. It took me several minutes to understand the current situation. Why was I so cold? Because I was lying on a concrete floor. And I was completely naked! And I was restrained by shackles on my wrists and ankles that were somehow linked to each other behind my back! The sense of dread quickly grew into absolute terror.

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DROSS Part 9

I awoke from a dream where I was fully female and keeping three cocks happy with all three orifices. I found that I was sucking my thumb and Rose was fingering my pussy. I came fully awake with a start, the last I remembered I had had my cock back, now it seemed I was back to being pseudo-female, but Rose's ministrations took my mind off that as she brought me to a shuddering climax. "God Rose, after the dream I've just had and what you just did I want you inside me." I said stroking her cock.

"I don't think that's allowed just yet. You haven't started anal yet."

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Defining Moments in My Strange Odyssey -Part 2

As I lie here waiting for the dawn, I guess it intos only natural to replay in my thoughts the events that brought to this place and time. Much of what I have lived through can only be described as mind-numbing drudgery. Repeating the same routines day after endless day. Do the makeup, do the hair. Every morning with no exceptions. Obey the trainers and matrons or face excruciating punishments. Punishments that were often more mental than physical. Oh no, they would never cause permanent injury or disfigurement.

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Defining Moments in My Strange Odyssey - Part 1

Of course I can't sleep. Even in the darkness of the bedroom the wedding gown on its dress form almost seems to have its own source of illumination when the only light must be from the moon.through the two small windows. Otherwise, my room is almost perfectly black. Tomorrow I will be wearing this gown during a ridiculous ceremony where ownership will be transferred to my new master whom I must serve unquestioningly for... presumably forever. Ownership of me that is, in case I wasn't being clear.

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Dance studio (POV)

One Saturday you are out with your friends having a few drinks down town. You have been out all day and its starting to get late. You say your goodbyes because you need to get up in the morning, you decided you should walk hone but on the way out of no where you really needed the toilet. You were in a made rush to find somewhere the first thing you saw was a Dane studio that just happened to be doing a late class.

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The cosmetics seller (part 4/4). The job interview.

The cosmetics seller (part 4/4).

My story is set in Argentina (South America) and describes some of the places and the way of life of this country. In Argentina there are still women selling cosmetics from home to home.
This story was originally written in Spanish. I try to do the best to put it on English, if something sounds weird, please close an eye and continue. Corrections are welcome. Thank you for understanding.

Part 3 is here.

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DROSS Part 8

I felt really pleased until I realised that I was now going to have lessons in how to please a man using the only other orifice I really had. It would be so much better if I had what it looked like I had. I thought to myself. Then I could pleasure a man properly like a real girl.

"Penny for them." Rose said as she ushered me away from the rest of the girls.

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The cosmetics seller (part 3/4). The Revenge of Robert.

The Revenge of Robert.

My story is set in Argentina (South America) and describes some of the places and the way of life of this country. In Argentina there are still women selling cosmetics from home to home.
This story was originally written in Spanish. I try to do the best to put it on English, if something sounds weird, please close an eye and continue. Corrections are welcome. Thank you for understanding.
Part 2 is here.

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DROSS Part 7

I woke up, the feeling of panic much stronger than yesterday. I sat bolt upright in bed frantically looking for a way of escape. I felt Rose move behind me and take me in her arms hugging me to her. A feeling that everything was alright washed over me. I know it was something Holly had programmed in to me, but I was glad she had. The feeling of panic, of looking for a way out that didn't exist, was one I could do without permanently.

"Thank you Rose, and good morning."

"Good morning Leslie my love."

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Unstable Equilibrium

Sabrina in her sexy Babydoll

This is the story of Luca and Federica, an happily married couple. They know they are supposed to spend their live together but their relationship need to find a new equilibrium: a stable one.

Author note: please forgive if sometime grammar or english is not perfect, I am Italian and English is not my natural language. I certainly would like to receive any correction and or suggestion on the text.

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The cosmetics seller (part 2/4).

Dr. Raquel Montoya

My story is set in Argentina (South America) and describes some of the places and the way of life of this country. In Argentina there are still women selling cosmetics from home to home.
This story was originally written in Spanish. I try to do the best to put it on English, if something sounds weird, please close an eye and continue. Corrections are welcome. Thank you for understanding.
Part 1 is here.

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DROSS Part 6

I woke up feeling really good, I just lazed there with my eyes closed absolutely relaxed.

I turned onto my back and felt a weight move in my chest, the previous day came flooding back. My sense of wellbeing evaporated. I felt panic at my situation start to overwhelm me when Rose rolled over and kissed my nipple. A sense of euphoria swept over me banishing the panic. "Good morning Leslie." She said softly in my ear.

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DROSS Part 5

Roberta took me into the dorm and introduced me to the other girls. They were Willemina, Rose, Erica, Simone, Georgia and Stephanie. They all gathered round and gave me a hug to welcome me to their dorm. You will be bunking with Rose, she was only inducted last week so you are closer in age to each other than the rest of us. Age here means how long you have been a girl, Erica, here, is actually the oldest at two years, but you would never guess she should be wearing a spangly red top.

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DROSS Part 4

They led me through the gates and I heard them clang shut behind us. I knew I was locked in this nightmare of a prison for the duration. I was escorted through the warehouse proper and into the main facility through a small door. It looked more like a vault door than anything else I could think of.

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DROSS Part 3

I must have dozed off with boredom but I awoke with a jolt as the van stopped. I had no idea just how long I had been trapped in this box but could feel how stiff all of my muscles felt. The drug my darling wife had given me had worn off but the form fitting insert in the box held me immobile anyway. I heard voices outside the van, it sounded like Fred and Burt.

"You get the crate ready, I'll get the trolley."

"OK Fred." There was the sound of the van doors opening, and I felt the crate move as it was dragged across the van floor.

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Cycle ride Part 2

Jim was taken down and dragged naked to a large cauldron .He was thrown in and immersed in a greenie brown gloop.It stank.

Jim was pushed in until only his head was out of the mixture.

It was hot and burned at his skin. After 20 minutes he was pulled out by the not very gentle servants who refused to speak when he pleaded with them.

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DROSS Part 2

Two weeks earlier

George had gone out looking for work and for the umpteenth time I pulled the tatty newspaper clipping from my purse.

Abusive husband? Call 0800 battered. We CAN sort it out!

I dialled the number. I had finally plucked up enough courage to actually talk to someone.

Hello and thank you for calling DROSS, the department of relocation and sissification services...

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The cycle ride Part 1

This started as a thread but I have decided to put it out as a story.Let me know what you think.Thank you.

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DROSS Part 1

Disclaimer: I do not agree with violence in any form and domestic violence, whether verbal or physical should not be tolerated. It is only used in this story as a mechanism to get the husband where he needs to be. My wife has suffered at the hands of two of her previous husbands, and still suffers from permanent injuries she sustained. I'm her fourth in case you were wondering. If the use of domestic violence in this story offends anyone then I unreservedly apologise.

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The cosmetics seller (part 1/4).

The cosmetics seller

My story is set in Argentina (South America) and describes some of the places and the way of life of this country. In Argentina there are still women selling cosmetics from home to home.
This story was originally written in Spanish. I try to do the best to put it on English, if something sounds weird, please close an eye and continue. Corrections are welcome. Thank you for understanding.

Part 2 is here.

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The visit from the countryside.

Vanessa.

My story is set in Argentina (South America) and describes some of the places and the way of life of this country.This was the first story that i've written, is a little bit obvious, but, may be someone can have fun.

This story was originally written in Spanish. I try to do the best to put it on English, if something sounds weird, please close an eye and continue. Corrections are welcome. Thank you for understanding.

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Doing Without - Three

What was there to say? The prospect of me being mounded made my wife mad with desire. My beautiful wife, who was a privilige to be in same room with, to say nothing of the same bed. Giving herself to me in a manner unlike anything I had known since we were married. Repeating over and over again how smashing I would look in my panties once I had the pubic mound of a girl. Confessing how excited she was to take me shopping for thrilling new lingerie.

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