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It had been an incredibly tough 9 months at his aunts. There had been tears and tantrums. He’d tried to fight what was being done to him, but eventually the hormone tablets and subliminal tapes had done their work and Andrew had finally cracked and Andrea had blossomed in his place.
And so it was that a much calmer, happier and well-behaved young girl waited at the bus stop to return home. Her mother would be so pleased at the transformation into the daughter she had always wanted.

The girl in the photo is the lovely Riley Shy.

Jenny was so happy. She had everything a girl could ask for. Her room was literally crammed with frills, and lace and lycra. Shoes, wigs and cosmetics covered every shelf and surface. Mummy and Daddy provided everything she could ever need. They looked after her and her older sister Susan so well. They were such lucky girls. She felt like a princess.

So why was there this nagging doubt in the back of her mind. Why did she sometimes think she’d once been a boy. That was silly. How could she possibly be a boy? She had lovely boobies that Mummy liked to play with. Boys didn’t have those. And boys have winkies. She definitely didn’t have a winkie. Not like Daddys. She had a pussy. Only girls have those. Susan liked to play with hers. She was a girl. How could she not be?

But sometimes she had a flash of a memory. Of a car crash? It was odd because she wasn’t allowed to drive. She couldn’t remember moving to this house either, but Mummy and Daddy told her it was because she’d bumped her head last year and had am-knee-sia or something. It meant she couldn’t remember things and her brain had got a little scrambled. Luckily Mummy and Daddy were doctors, and made her alright again. Wasn’t that lucky?

But she always remembered how much she liked clothes and shopping, and boys. She knew she could never have been a boy. That was impossible… wasn’t it?

How’s he coping with the change?

Not very well General, he’s not moved for three hours. He’s just
been staring at his breasts ever since we brought him around. Such a rapid
change like this can snap even the strongest mind.

Can you do anything? We need him ready for infiltration ASAP.

Unsure. We thought dressing him while he was unconscious would
force the hypnotic suggestions to kick in, but it’s taking longer than
we thought. I’m hoping a short, sharp shock will do the trick. A first
sexual experience will be ideal. I’ve arranged for two marines to visit
shortly.

Excellent. Let me know when he, erm she, is ready Doctor.

The first in a 7 part story from Matt/Martina. Hope you enjoy reading it.

For our American readers - It’s set around Englands failure to qualify for the Euro 2008 Football (soccer) tournament. A topic that’s still a sore point….

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Bobby had no idea what had happened. He’d been out having drinks with his buddies when he suddenly felt a little too dizzy. He’d gone to the bathroom to splash some water on his face… and that’s the last thing he could remember. He’d come round on the bathroom floor with the body of a scantily dressed young girl.

The oddest thing was, this was not the bathroom he had collapsed in. So had he been changed and moved here or had he swapped bodies with somebody. And was that girl now in his body? He was amazed that his mind was rationally working out and weighing up these equally impossible scenarios.

Further exploration revealed that he was in a hotel room on the other side of town. The handbag contained a purse with a few hundred dollars in cash and a credit card and driver’s licence in the name of Michelle Edmonds. He’d never heard of her but the photo on the licence was definitely his new body. There were no house or car keys in the bag. He wondered if they were elsewhere in the room.

The wardrobe was packed with clothes. But all ultra-feminine dresses and skirts. There wasn’t a single pair of trousers in the room. He was going to have to embrace his feminine side, but since he was already wearing stockings and heels he guessed he already had. A floaty dress wasn’t going to make any difference.

At the bottom of the wardrobe he found a large manilla envelope. Maybe this would contain some information about his predicament.

He was just about to open the envelope when there was the sound of a key in the door and somebody turned the handle to come in….

Now part 1 of a longer sequence. Read all parts here.

Sent to the town of Stepton to investigate reports of disappearing men, it was only a matter of time before Special Agent Rick Roll began to get a little too close to the truth.

Acting swiftly, before he could inform the field office, the locals slipped a powerful sedative into his drink and whisked the unconcious agent to a large farmhouse on the edge of town.

A highly experimental program of surgery and brainwashing techniques followed until Samantha emerged - the perfect subservient wife.

So now she sat in the diner, the epitome of feminine glamour in her pink dress, waiting to meet the man chosen to be her husband.

Once she met him, the final part of her programming would kick in and she would be forever devoted to catering to his every whim.

The town of Stepton had a new wife….

Timmy had at first tried to resist the twice-daily hour-long oral training sessions, but as the subliminal hypnosis tapes began to morph his mind he began to look forward to them. He’d become very proud to be thought of as an expert cocksucker.

This week he even found himself being excited by the fact that Mistress Tina had indicated that he was now ready to begin anal training.

She promised that because he had made such good progress into a sissy slut then it would not be long before he would be allowed to graduate to sucking real cocks. Timmy couldn’t wait for that moment. He was shocked that this was something he was actually looking forward to.

Time for more practice….

The girl in the photos is Nataly - see more of her here: http://www.badgirlsblog.com/nataly/

“Ah Mr Bond, glad to see you are awake. It gives me a chance to say a proper farewell. I couldn’t have imagined just how well the procedure would have worked on you. You really were an amazing test subject. Even now the nanobots are finalising the changes to your brain, giving you a mind to match this fabulous new body. Pretty soon you will have no memories of being anything other than one of my very expensive whores.

Now be a good girl, and lie quietly while Darius here drives you to my club. I’ve promised him you will show your appreciation to him once you get there. Soon you will be so horny you will beg men for sex. And they will pay good money to get it from you. All you will need to do is dance and suck and fuck. Such a simple life, don’t you think? And one you will come to enjoy very much - I’ve made sure of it.

Enjoy your new life, Miss Bond…

In honour of the new Bond movie which opened here in the UK yesterday. I know the James Bond thing’s been done to death, but it’s always fun

And if you do like them, you’ll like these three

James Bond - Lingerie is Forever part 1
James Bond - Lingerie is Forever part 2
James Bond - Lingerie is Forever part 3

Enjoy!

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