Become the Girlfriend: A Forced Feminisation Story

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Rebecca, Chilly, and Dorothy all meet at Rebecca’s place. They didn’t want to jeopardize or compromise their covers. So far, things were going well with the investigation. Chilly had been accepted at the prison as the replacement guard. Dorothy had replaced the nurse that had been there. I guess so Ms Rodriguez”, although he wasn’t comfortable at all. A female name! “I´ll chat all this through with Rebecca, I think she´ll feel this is all going too far” he thought. I do want to be clear that at least 30 or 40% of this role is administration”, which came out as administra thion. That includes running errands, maybe photocopying, doing slides for me, taking minutes and other duties like that”. Every time she said girl his body flinched a little. However, Stephen spent the rest of the day with Anne starting to learn the systems and process.

You need to understand two things my dear. Firstly you´re the marketing admin. support and I am your Director so you will need to call me Ms Rodriguez. Secondly you signed a contract to say you wanted to wear female products and think as a female for this role. We need to get this right for the job to work. You will have to behave like a female during work hours. So I´ll repeat what I said…. we are all girls together now aren´t we, yes?” There are so many benefits, in my opinion, to feminising a man. Everything from being more attractive to be more gentle and helpful. Stephen sighed. He’d gone this far one more humiliation would make little difference now. And it was for Anne who had become a good friend. “Just for a minute”, Stephen put them on reluctantly, breathing out loudly as he did so. The first few days, the shift captain kept me with him, showing me the routine around the prison. It is just recently; I was allowed access to certain areas in the prison. One area they call the entertainment arena. Maybe Mrs. Mondragon didn’t know about this, but there is a BDSM dungeon that has been set up, so the guards can have fun.” Anne’s smile dropped. Her face dropped. Her hands fell to the table with the skirt still in them. Stephen thought she was going to cry, she looked so devastated.

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In fact we could shorten it to Steffie”. Laughed Rebecca. “I really like that. Maybe we should practice tonight so you´re ready for tomorrow”? I understand I have no problem, I’m just really looking forward to working again if you choose me”. She stopped giggling. “I think you are not seeing what I see. They have taken you into their female world, changed their own rules just for you and they are including you and you should be grateful not resentful. Take it as a compliment Stephen that they want to see you as a girl which is a lovely thing to be and you have a job. You should be happy. They have found a way around the company rules just for you. I am very impressed at what they have done just for you”. We have to let our imaginations fill in what had happened to end up with this going on. Why would the woman on the right have decided that she wanted to take a man, husband, brother, friend, whatever and turn him into a full sized barbie doll? As I so often like to say, where does it go from here too, feminine deportment training I guess and maybe more barbie like outfits. Who knows. I have a feeling though that maybe later some of the women on the rights friends might one to come around and see her new living doll. Please this is completely female I just can’t look like this” pleaded Stephen. “It’s pink, what are you doing to me?”

Besides, a submissive man is too easy. That’s boring. What’s the fun in that? At home I’ll wear normal female clothing, including trousers if I wish. Alice is not permitted male clothing at home or even female trousers and uses more feminine and revealing clothing, such as pretty miniskirts or short summer dresses. The more girly the better. I also ask her to be naked or exposed at home when the weather permits it. Did they show you where they hold the fights?” Rebecca was curious because that was one of the things Mrs. Mondragon told her about. Put out your hands dearie”. Stephen put his hand out on the table in front of him still staring at his new earrings.

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Alice makes the tea and coffee at home and makes and clears the table at mealtimes. She will curtsey when serving me anything. This doesn’t mean she is my slave and I also cook and clean too as we both have jobs and that’s only fair. But I am in charge of things. For example, I might decide to do the washing, but I’ll instruct Alice on her task, maybe dusting or ironing. I do spank my husband but never that hard. It’s more of a way of showing displeasure and control. We’re not into pain. Sometimes it is a light tap on her face other times on her bum. If she’s naked, I will also slap her not-so-privates. These are all really no more than little taps for small disappointments and not BDSM. They will be accompanied by telling her she’s a bad girl or something similar.

Stephen sloped to the smaller meeting room where the hairdresser was waiting. “Oh you are a pretty one”, she said to Stephen. “Nice long legs. Please sit here”. I like to push boundaries and break social rules. I wanted my husband to wear some feminine articles to spice things up in bed. It took some courage to ask him. It escalated from there as I wanted to keep pushing on. Anne was younger than Lucilla, slim with straightened fair hair with a fringe to her eyebrows and hair just touching her shoulders, curled into her face under her chin. She had quite sharp features which meant that although everything was right she wasn’t typically beautiful but she did have a very kind face. As with everyone in the office, she was very well dressed with an expensive looking dress cut to just above her knees. And high 6 inch heels. The FLR dynamic we have created is quite similar to others we’ve met in the ‘scene’ and nothing like the internet fantasies. They walked to the centre of the office where a group of around 15 women were waiting. All seemed quite amused at the sight of Stephen. They were chatting together in loud whispers, animated and looking at each other.I now needed a place to stay, and since my mother's house was flooded and all my old friends had long since moved away, my mother thought it would be a good idea if I stayed with Diane. She was at least twenty years my senior and a very kept proper woman. She was very classy and very organized and handled most of my mother's matters for her. My mom was a very successful businesswoman, and Diane was her right-hand lady. Diane did not argue with my mother about her suggestion of staying with her. My mother added that I had to be on my best behavior and do whatever Diane asked while I was in her home. Oh that’s wonderful”, said Anne her eyes looking into his, “you really are a lovely person to throw yourself into the job so much. I’ll be happy to do as you wish…you are such a nice girl”. She said giggling. That really is so wonderful”, she put her arms around him and gave him another big cuddle.

Well I think they are being really nice to you. To refer to you as a good girl is a very pleasant thing to do. They are including you in their world and calling you girl is, for them, a great compliment”. This was not the discussion Stephen had expected with Rebecca.a b c d e Lindemann, Danielle J. (2012). Dominatrix: Gender, Eroticism, and Control in the Dungeon. University of Chicago Press. pp.167–169. ISBN 9780226482569.