It's Hard Being a Sissy Housewife: Forced Feminization Stories

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And what better way to have that talk than with a demonstration? Ask your husband to wear some of your clothes for a while and see how it fits. By using various outfits on him, you are effectively teaching him what your own tastes are. Pattiann, you are so correct, the men need to realize their new place in the grand scheme of things and that is assuming the traditional feminine role, and because of that fact they must learn to be more feminine in every thing they do. And it falls on us as women and mothers to teach our boys at a very early age to be feminine and to be submissive to females at all times. We need to stress on both the boys and the girls that females are superior and dominant and males are inferior. If this was done, the world would be a better place and both males and females would be much happier. I was actually a little frightenend as I nodded my agreement. “Yes Karen.” I said as she stared down at me. She took a deep breath, then sat up. That way, you can actually provide him with a set piece without overwhelming him with choices. You can even start off with something small, such as underwear or a bra. Work your way up to the big stuff as the weeks go by. 4. Dark Colors are the Way to Go

Suspect many of us (male girl) and ultimately society in general shall awake some decade and wonder how have Female and male exchanged previous roles and power so fully and NATURALLY! And PERMANENTLY! I didn’t know that I would enjoy wearing girls clothes!” I said. She prompted me until I added. “And that I was really a little sissy!” She seemed pleased hearing me say that and she told me I was a good girl for being honest and answering her like she wanted me to. Then, just yesterday, I had a pretty interesting petticoat discipline customer, which is what reminded me to write to you again. The woman was a very petite, gray-haired, attractive in a school marmish sort of way, older lady who was shopping with her ten-year-old grandson. He was bigger than his grandmother, but was obviously almost terrified of disobeying her, and she was intent on using petticoat discipline on him. When I first went over to help them, she was firmly holding one of his hands in hers while looking through panties with the other, and he was just standing there with his head hanging down and eyes lidded, looking almost as if he was about to cry and his eyes were red as if he actually had been crying within the past few minutes. What a SISSY!" she declared in a loud voice. "Look at yourself! Don't you feel just a little FOOLISH dressed like that here with your mother-in-law?"Furthermore, he will understand why certain things don’t fit and why you prefer, for instance, floral patterns over stripes or polka-dots. 4. It Will Improve Your Sex Lives I led them to some changing rooms, and over the next hour or so brought them piles of panties and skirts and blouses and dresses for him to try on. What was so sweet about it was seeing him look at himself in the mirror each time he tried on something new. It was clear that he really loved seeing how he looked in just about everything. He’d look at himself, and smile, and twirl while looking, and pull up his skirts or dresses to look again at the panties he tried on. His mother could sense how thrilled he was, and she was just beaming as well. I think they ended up buying about a dozen pairs of panties, maybe five skirts, a dozen blouses, and four or five dresses, and when we were done, they just left his boys clothes for me to throw away and he left the store wearing one of his new outfits, and I doubt that anyone seeing him realized that the pretty girl they were seeing was really a boy. I was left feeling wonderful myself, about helping a boy look so pretty and feel so happy.

Satin briefs, silk bikinis, and a huge assortment of beautiful control briefs and ruffly tennis panties awaited my attention. I paid close attention to each pair, scrubbing the crotches with a little brush. For each pair I would empty the sink, refill it with cool clear water, and rinse them thoroughly. Then, I hung each one on its own individual hanger and let them drip into the tub.She got out and took my big pink suitcase out of the trunk, as I nervously got out of the car. Tyrone just looked at me and laughed. I could see my breath in the chilly garage as Jill brought my suitcase inside, instructing me to wait until she returned. ps. Truly laughter-inspiring is cleverly not allowing serving male girls discuss in the slightest anything other than subjects concerning serving or feminine activity. This along with having multiple male girls performing together roles proper to their sex reaffirms the new roles demanded of them collectively, so that they learn to internalize the secondary status of males as girls in general. I will punish for poor behaviour but I don’t enjoy giving pain. Stinging rather than hurting. It would be spanks with a crop or wooden spoon on the bum cheeks or their clitty.