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Subject 69 Part 3 'The Questioning'

“So you want entry, why?”

“Yes I do”

“I asked why BOY!

Her tone is not generous; I get the impression she is used to getting answers right away and straight ones to those that she asks.

“I became intrigued by this place in my studies back home, I understand its called Modmef and wanted to find out more”

“Where did you hear that name!”

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"Smile if you love me baby..." 13

Tiffany said, "Natasha, I think our sweet little girlie here has something SHE wants to say to you, hmm?"
"What did you say to him? Why has he been crying?" Natasha said.
"Let's just say his 'sorry little ass' is so sorry for letting all of us down. We are running out of time, Josh. Say what you need to...and maybe Nat will fix your makeup."

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32 Flavors

Just my luck, that I'm posting a new story at the same time Melissa Daniels is posting the phenomenal Maidenhead. This one is very experimental. Three feminization authors are doing a round robin over at my blog and we're each adding our own roughly 500 word blocks. I started it with a random location (an ice cream parlor) and a random first line. Feedback is very welcome and appreciated. --Kylie

Part One

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Mariposa Acadamy Part 1

"We lose nearly all of them, Governor. And the medical costs are frightful." Mallory Havercross - Upton traced a single gloved finger up the under side of hizzonor's swollen member. "I can't sit idly by while these young men are sent to their deaths. Not while I have the means to do something about it!"
Hizzonor stared at the head of his prick with his eyes wide and his mouth gaping. Her fingers wound around his stiffness and tugged, gently but insistently. "I... really don't see..."

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The New Secretary Chapter 2

Now I began to panic! What did she mean? I couldn't be a girl! I tried to say this to her but all I managed was a muffled "mmmppph".
She returned to the table with a bottle in one hand and a razor in the other. "first we need to make you nice and smooth" she said as she began to spread the cream from the bottle all over my body, anywhere there was hair, she put the vile smelling stuff. "this is a new product that allows me to get you hairless without even getting you wet! Isn't that clever?". I looked at her as she said this, pleading with my eyes for her to stop.

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The Social Femwork (7/10)

7. The One Where Her Pussy Likes To Be Swallowed

Stephen: What a DATE! I’m so in love with you! xxx

Thea: It was marvellous <3

Stephen: Haha, that is something that my friend would say :p

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The Social Femwork (6/10)

6. The One Where Stephen Asks Thea Why She Added Him

Stephen: Hello, how do you do? X

Thea: Hi x3 great and you?

Stephen: Great to hear that. May I ask why you added me on Facebook™, because I think I never met you?

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The ride (a poem from the vault)

This is a poem I wrote shortly after joining another sissy site. I had a pretty intense dildo session and felt like writing something naughty about it... (^_^)

The ride

Flat mate away, I am alone,
Feeling slutty down to the bone,
Alone I am most of the day,
I'll have some fun, I've got a way,

A box of toys,
Instead of boys,
To make me moan,
I've got a bone,

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That's What Girls Are For - Part 4

The weekend was not going too well for Luke. Vicky had insisted that he remained dressed as a sissy for the entire day, and, to add to his humiliation, his cock had been imprisoned in a wicked restraint and he’d had to suffer the uncomfortable intrusion of a butt plug. Throughout the day, Vicky had treated him like a maid, ordering him to cook and clean for her, occasionally fondling his bum when he bent over just as he’d often done to her in the past.

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The Social Femwork (5/10)

5. The One Where Thomas Wants To Be Called Dudette Instead Of Dude

Thomas: :’(

Stephen: Something bad happened :s ?

Thomas: Susanne, the mother of one of the girls and my mistress in the salon slapped me in the face!

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The Social Femwork (4/10)

4. The One Where It's Better To Be A Nerd Than A Crossdresser

Thomas: Whaaa! I’m completely hairless!

Stephen: Crazy! Was it painful with all those lasers?

Thomas: It was bearable, but it took so long…but all my hair is gone, mission accomplished!

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Virgin to Mistress to Bitch (Chapter 3)

CHAPTER 3 – THE BITCH

‘Later on today we are going shopping for you some sissies panties. I don’t want you wearing mine all the time, of course. Giggling…you won’t be cuming any more either’

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Virgin to Mistress to Bitch...(Chapter 2)

Chapter 2 – The Mistress

The cabin, honeymoon and all were just perfect. Arriving back at our home on Monday afternoon, Scott carried me across the threshold to our bedroom. We made love for the first time in our bedroom as Mr. and Mrs. Adams then ordered in a pizza and a case of beer. The rest of the evening was spent relaxing in front of the TV.

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Virgin to Mistress to Bitch...not How I planed it (Chapter 1)

Virgin to Mistress to Bitch…not how I planned it.

Chapter one – The Virgin

I am in my late twenties now, live in northern California. I work for a computer company, actually the largest computer company selling tablets, phones and computers all over the world. I am in the sales department, own my own home, married to my husband now for just under three years, and have been his Mistress for two of those three years. But that was not how it started.

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The Social Femwork (3/10)

3. The One With The French Manicure

Thomas: Typing is much harder now.

Stephen: I don’t get.

Thomas: I underwent a French manicure and my nails are very hard and long now. Typing is a bitch.

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The Social Femwork (2/10)

2. The One With The Sausage

Thomas: Yo, how is it going?

Stephen: Tired, exams and more exams…uch!

Thomas: Poor you :p

Stephen: Better exams than dressing as a girl…right? xD

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The Social Femwork (1/10)

1. The One Where They Talk About Movies

Thomas: Hello, how are you?

Stephen: Hey friend, long time not heard from you! Here is everything okay and with you?

Thomas: It’s okay just went to Age of Ultron and it was such a big mess, enjoyable but messy.

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Term 2 at St Odette's

St Odette's is an unusual finishing school for recalcitrant young men that forces them to dress as schoolgirls - and in some cases takes the transformation even further. It also features challenging lessons, ravishing staff and brutal methods of control. You can find the original Term 1 stories here. They focus on the experiences of two new arrivals at the school. The stories below pick up the narrative early in their second term:

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My life changed with one visit to a gay bar

We could not be more in love

My real life began with a visit to a gay bar!

I was able to get my education in pharmacy with very little debt incurred, so upon graduation and landing a good position at one of the local retail grocery chain my savings began to grow immediately. Being conservative in my normal purchases a house was purchased quickly and I was on my way to living the American Dream.

Dating was something I wanted to do more of but I was never really interested in the girls I was dating, so seldom did I date the same girl two or more times. It just seemed like something was missing.

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The New Girlfriend - 5

Author's not: Sorry for the delay. As usual please send me feedback I'd appreciate it.

Sweat gathering on his brow, Andrew hurried out of the diner as fast as he could. He gripped the straps of his backpack tightly as he quickly navigated away from the establishment. He darted into a nearby building and hurried to the men's restroom. After confirming that he was alone, he propped his bag up in the corner as he tried to examine himself once more.

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That's What Girls Are For - Part 3

Vicky’s words still rang in Luke’s ears as she took his hand and led him to the bathroom, and, although he would never admit it, the feel of the pink baby doll nightie against his skin as he walked was turning him on. This feeling of eroticism was further heightened by the growing erection inside the pink panties. Luke could feel that warm, familiar tingle as the panties rubbed against his cock, and at once became conscious that the excitement was creating a tell-tale wet patch on them. Inside the bathroom, Vicky smiled sweetly at him.

“Take your nightie off, Lucy.”

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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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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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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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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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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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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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