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Follow up Story Part 2
A LIFE WILL CHANGE 2
Hi, this is Stephanie Weiss and I briefly explained how I became the
obedient, submissive sissy wife in part 1. But, after I had shown my
story to my Master Justin I saw he was not very happy. He said I didn't
really explain how I was so easily transformed. He ridiculed me by
telling me that either I was too dumb and deserved to be a sissy slave or
I had left this out for some other reason.
"Well? What is it?" Justin demanded.
I stammered my reply, "I guess I am just a dumb air headed sissy, Daddy!"
He laughed at me and told me to get a pen and take some notes. "I will
have to tell this part of the story then! Afterall, everyone can easily
be transformed."
"Yes Daddy," I replied.
"My name is Justin and I grew up with everything I ever wanted. My family
is pretty well off and you could say I was spoiled. I don't see it that
way. I always figured I deserved it all. I learned early on that I had an
ability to take charge of a situation and manipulate others into doing as
I wanted.
The first time I realized this was with my cousin Chase. His side of the
family hardly ever came to visit. His father was my Father's brother.
Both our parents were self centered, wealthy and found us ?kids' to be
more a nuisance than a gift. That was fine with me as it gave my freedom
at an early age. However, my cousin Chase, was a weak natured person and
needed to be cuddled and given attention. He was 11 when he came over
that fateful summer. I was 12.
I had been experimenting with techniques I had been reading about in some
old books in my Father's library. One book told of a method of breaking
down someone's defenses by just appearing in charge and in control. It
explained that most people want to be told what to do and that in all
societies there is evidence of this fact by studying the religions and
their affect on the culture. If a priest gave you a stern look, even
without saying a word, you inevitably would assume you had strayed from
the path and would beg for forgiveness. As I grew older I recognized this
was the method that the political party in control of our Government was
using over the majority of Americans. Most in this country are more
interested in who wins American Superstar than researching information on
their own President of Vice President. So long as "DADDY" President says
all is well... Americans will accept that and get back to their mundane
lives!
So I expanded this theory to serve my own purposes. Here was my cousin
Chase. He was staying with us for the summer as his parents wanted to
travel to some foreign country and bringing an 11 year old was not their
idea of travel. My parents reluctantly agreed to let Chase stay with us
so long as he stayed out of trouble. They expected Chase to spend all his
time with me so both of us would be out of their hair. I went along
because I knew I could turn the situation to my advantage.
I was in awe of my Daddy and sat in rapt attention to every word he
spoke. "Justin, Sir, you are really an amazing person. I feel so
fortunate to have been turned into your little sissy girl. I just want to
please you further." As sissy Stephanie I got on my knees before my Daddy
and began to kiss and adore his feet.
"Stop that Stephanie!" Justin said calmly. "There will be time for you to
worship me after we finish this story."
I reluctantly sat back up and continued writing. "Yes Daddy, I am sorry,
I just can't help adoring your body."
Well Justin continued explaining his adventure with his cousin Chase.
"After one day with us I recognized in Chase his need to be reassured
that everything would be ok. He looked to me as his role model. I knew he
would do anything I suggested. So I pushed him to see how far I could
go."
Justin continued, "Hey Chase! What do you say we play a game of who's the
king?"
He looked at me questioning what that game was? I just gave him the stern
look I had read about in the book. I didn't say a word. After a few
minutes, Chase grew very uncomfortable and said, "Alright Justin, but you
have to tell me what to do, I never played this before."
I reassured Chase that everything would be fine if he did what I told him
to do. As I turned my back I began to snicker at how easy this was. Chase
followed me out the back door into the yard. We went to the tennis courts
and I told Chase to stand against the fence with his arms up in the air.
He obeyed and I quickly attached rope to his hands and bound him to the
fence. I told him to spread his legs and he did without questioning me. I
tied his legs to the fence as well. I looked at him looking so helpless
and useless there against the fence. I asked Chase how he felt?
"I feel stupid! Is this really a game?" he asked. I smiled and didn't say
another word. I just stared at him. After 10 minutes, he began to
whimper, saying something about his arms were hurting. I ignored his
pleas. Now he began to beg me to untie him. I smiled again. He began to
cry. I knew now was the time to show him some tenderness as that would
enable him to submit to me. He would figure that I cared for him. As I
stroked his cheek, he seemed to calm down and even ended up with a
slightly goofy smile on his face. As if he wanted me to be impressed with
his ability to be tied up and out of control. I ate it up. My ego knew I
was able to control him. So I asked him what he would do if I untied him.
I wanted to make certain he wasn't going to tell my nanny or my parents.
"I will be so grateful Justin. What would you want me to do?" he asked.
I just stared at him... waiting. Chase continued, "Justin please I will
do anything."
"Anything?" I asked. Hmmm. I had to think... what would be the most
embarrassing thing for an 11 yr old boy. I knew it had to be very
humiliating. I knew I was beginning puberty and that he was probably not
yet there. So I decided to unbuckle his jeans.
As his pants fell to his knees he squirmed and wiggled and asked me,
"Justin, why did you do that?"
I looked at him and told him I wanted to see if he was becoming a man
yet. He looked confused. I repeated myself and said I wanted to see if
you are becoming a man or if you are just a boy.
"Justin, how can you tell?" Chase asked.
I can tell if your penis gets big. If it does you are becoming a man...
if not you will always be just a boy.
Chase now was worried. "I can help you if you want Chase?"
"Yes please Justin, I don't wanna be a boy."
"Really?" I mused. "So Chase, you really mean that? That you don't want
to be a boy anymore?" I moved my arm around his waist and let my hand
lightly touch his crotch. I stood right behind Chase with my own crotch
lightly rubbing his ass. The key was to be ever so gentle... light
touch... teasing ..... Allow his own sensitivity to grow in desire.
Slowly he began to push back towards my crotch. But he also was trying to
thrust his hips forward so that his penis would rub against my hand
harder. He seemed lost and yet so helpless. He began to whimper and asked
me again to make sure he would never be a boy again. I laughed out loud
and said I might help if he really really wanted me to. He kept pleading
with me... almost begging.
"Please Justin I don't want to be a boy, Please help me... I don't want
to be a boy... I am not a boy!"
I couldn't help but laugh out loud. This seemed to make Chase even more
passive. He began to cry yet continued pleading with me to help him not
be a boy. I pulled down my own trousers. And dropped my undies. I then
slowly and gently lowered his undies too. Chase was wildly backing up
against my warm penis. I once again moved my arm around his waist to
touch his little penis. I told him that he seemed not to be able to get
very big. That his penis was little, and almost invisible.
NOTE... I did not say hard. He WAS hard for an 11 year old. But I was not
going to allow him to feel like a man! Oh no.... he was begging not to be
a boy anymore. And I was going to assist him.
He seemed frantic in his effort to buck his ass against my warm penis and
thrust his penis against my hand. I whispered in his ear... gently
blowing into it... even gently nibbling his lobe.
I whispered, "Chase... I can promise you that you will never be a boy
again if you want. You have to beg me thought. Do you want me to turn you
into anything but a boy? Huh? Tell me Chase... C'mon Chhhh, hmm Chase or
Charlene.... Chase or Charlene? You want to become Charlene don't you?
You like my warm penis rubbing against your ass. Don't you?"
"YESSSSSSS Justin, I can't control myself. You are driving me wild with a
desire I never ever felt. Does this mean I am not a boy? Please Justin,
tell me I am not a boy, PLEASE!"
I decided to let him begin to understand what was happening to him and
what I was able to do. "Charlene, my sweet cousin, you are never going to
be a boy again, but you will also never be a man. You are a pansy, a
wimpy sissy. Someone that enjoys a MAN using you. You will always be
happiest when a man like me uses your body. Do you understand sweety? Do
you like being spoken to as if you were a girl? Do you now understand
that you will only be happy in life if you allow your true feelings out.
You are a girl inside... you love the feel of a warm penis against your
ass. You will learn to worship a man's penis baby. This is your future.
Now say it out loud baby doll."
Chase / Charlene hesitated but knew Justin was correct. The feelings were
too strong. Charlene made the connections in her mind, the sensations,
the hypnotic revelations, the confidence that Justin displayed all mixed
with the total confusion at what was occurring. The mind wants to give
in... the mind wants to be told what to do, the mind wants to let go.
"I will always be a girl from now on. I will adore and serve men. I want
to please a man since I can never be one. I will be happy if I let myself
become a girl. Thank you Justin. You are incredible."
At this point Stephanie was absolutely amazed at how her Daddy, Justin,
had been strong and confidant and in charge from such a young age.
"Daddy, did you really turn Chase into a sissy girl, like me?"
Justin just looked at me and didn't say another word.
"Ok Daddy, I won't interrupt you again. It's just so exciting to listen
to you talk about how much of a Master you are. I feel grateful I am your
little girl!"
Justin continued, "I won't get into more details about Chase since you
rudely interrupted me Bitch! Maybe another day I will let you know what
became of Chase or Charlene! Haaaa haaaaaa."
"Now, since I had figured out that I have the ability to change others
and take control so easily I decided that I would create the perfect
household. Sure it took several years for me to mature enough to know
what I wanted but with the money in my trust fund, and parents that could
care less, I knew I had to develop my plan for life. I also knew I could
have anything I wanted. I shared some of my ideas with my best friend
Sean. He I knew would do whatever I asked him to. He liked me a lot and
also was looking for a chance to live the easy life. I knew I could give
him that and more.
In fact.. I did enjoy messing around with Sean and seeing how hungry I
could get him for my attention. But as I said before, I wouldn't have sex
with my best friend. So my plan was forming. I did realize that I wanted
a Sissy Slave and a Straight Dude living with me for the rest of my life.
That this would be the beginnings of my turning my desire into reality. I
knew I would eventually buy one of those islands in the Bahamas I had
heard they were selling off. I would move there and create a paradise of
my own. I know I will be able to recruit as many people to my island as I
need to have all I want. My dear Stephanie, you and Sean are the seeds
for my new colony. Now, I think it's time for you to please your man,
Sean. Go put on your frilliest and laciest lingerie for your man. He
needs you so badly Stephanie. And I need both of you to be happy!
We'll continue this later. I have a plan for another life that will
change!
End.
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