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The Mailroom Clerk. A Tale Of Coerced Forced Feminization Pt.1 free porn video
THE MAILROOM CLERK
A TAIL OF COERCED FORCED FEMINIZATION PT.1
I am 27 years old at the time this happened. My name is John Allen and I
am from Cape May ,New Jersey. Shore boy all the way. I am 5'6" tall and
weigh 165. I know, small for a man. But I could do things on a surfboard
or jet ski. It wasn't to bad being a little small. And as with many
others, I have a fetish for women's items. Everything that makes a woman
a woman. I was never gay nor interested in men at all, but women
fascinating me. And I will admit to dressing up at times when I knew it
was safe. Leaving home and living in an apartment complex, I could never
go out. Would never hear the clicking of my high heels because the whole
apartment including kitchen and bathroom were rugged , plus not enough
privacy. I did however find E-bay and started buying a feminine wardrobe.
Dressing on occasion on the weekends and so forth. This 1 particuliar
weekend I decided to go full blown femm. I bought a set of D-CUP falsies,
some very sexy bras and panties. Even a corset. Different types of high
heels no less than a 5 inch. Different colors, but my favorites were
these beautiful strappy pink ones. Six inch true high heel sandle type
with a pretty pink bow at the top. I shaved my whole body, did the
perfume thing, even tried my hand at make-up by GOOGLING how to. I was
shocked when it was all said and done and how hot I could look. To say
the least, had 1 helluva evening. I liked it. I even got bolder by
painting my toenails burgundy red and how they sparkled and always looked
glossy. Looked great in open toed high heels.Started to learn how to wear
garter belts and hook stockings to em without tearing em. Even did the
glue on fake finger nails. I got better and better at it that I started
to call myself TRIXIE-MARIE and she became such a tramp in the mirror and
the pics I would take . Even learned self-timed photography. I kept my
toenails polished 24/7 along with keeping my body shaved.
So I have an apartment, I have a decent car and job. This is where it
starts to change for me. Because I kept toenails painted and body clean,
I would get brazen enough to start wearing panties, garter belts, and
thigh high stockings under my normal everyday Blue Jeans and of course
one of my many rock-n-roll concert t-shirts. I love music and going to
concerts. Another passion of mine. I work in a mail room of a big
company, so formality for us was not of a major concern. For the most
part, we were never seen to much except to wheel the carts twice a week
and deliver mail to the rightful persons. I'm a nobody in the grand
scheme of things. So here I am, decided to wear pink and white today.
Pink panties, with a very sexy thick banded garter belt in pink with
white floral accents made of spandax and satin, and white seamed
patterned stockings. Used a little bit of feminine body lotion and just a
hint of perfume. Put on my jeans, t-shirt and sneakers, out the door to
work I went. I was so very happy that my work week was almost over as it
was Thursday and payday.
I'm in the mail room and an urgent package came in parcel for a Miss
De'Nerie, and had to be delivered right then and there. So of course I
volunteered to take it up to her office. Grab the elevator and up I go.
Get to the 9th floor and start down the hall. I got hello to and nodded
to as I strolled through the office complex and also said my share of
hellos while scurrying to get this package to Miss De'Nerie. Knocked on
her door at her office. Big Plaque on the wall near her door with her
name and title. Assistant Office and Plant Manager. She said to come in.
Now I have been wearing women's underthings for awhile now under my
everyday male clothing and kinda got used to it. I never gave it a second
thought about what would happen if I was found out . It had become an
almost everyday occurrence. I walked into this moderatley nice office and
here was this vision of loveliness. Miss De'Nerie was very attractive,
and she was dressed as all hot lookin buisness women would be. Black 5
inch pumps, black stockings which later on I saw they were attached to
garter straps, her skirt was right at her knees but what a high slit. She
had on a very sexy burgundy blouse and ample cleavage clearly visible
with the way the shirt was cut although I think about a C-CUP but the bra
was sexy and to me seemed as though she loved showing off her wares.
Hair, jet black and long put in a pony-tail and beautiful blue eyes.
Taller than I was, especially in her high heels. As I am standing there
taking in this vision of loveliness I'm thinking what I would look like
in that outfit and how I could be just as tall if I wore my high heels. I
kinda chuckled to myself. So she asked me my name and I stuttered and
made the mistake of starting to say TRIXIE, got the TRIX out before I
realized it and stammered back John. So she said to me " So , it's
TRIXJOHN??" I just said "NO, Just John" I gave her the package and she
looked at it and said " Oh this is great, I'm divorced finally. This is
the greatest news I could of gotten today." She instictively came over to
hug me just because I happen to be there. When her arms wrapped around me
she felt the garter belt waist band and the waist band of the satin
panties I was wearing, then ran her hand down the side of my leg and felt
the garter tab. She grinned this evil but sexy grin at me. I knew she
knew something and I backed away quick. I changed the subject, or so I
thought, at the moment and said to her how happy I was for her if that
was what she wanted and said that I should get back to the mailroom. She
looked at me and just smiled and said " I'll be talking to you soon
TRIXJOHN!!" And I hurried out.
Getting home was a chore. The longest drive of my life. All I could do
was think of all these what ifs. I'm sure you all know. I get home, hurry
out of my clothes . Just put on sweat pants and t-shirt after a shower. I
see my toenails and think, OMG, I never got nail polish remover. It's not
like I can ask a neighbor for some. Then I just figured tomorrow, I'll
stop and get some while doing errands. Next day didn't do anything
feminine, just regular clothes. My work partner and friend Nathan tells
me I have a message to go to Miss De'Nerie's office, she needs something
sent out immediatley and couldn't wait for the afternoon rounds. Of
course Nathan with his very bouncy and comedic personality, I knew I was
going to be teased about this for awhile. Little did I know how long it
actually would be. I started to get real nervous and off I go. Up the
elevator, down the hall, knock on her door. She said "Hello Trixjohn" and
laughs." I said just John. She hands me 2 big office type envelopes and
I look at em both, 1 is to the law office and the other is to me. I look
at her bewildered and she told me to open this at home. Don't let anyone
see it and the other needs Next Day Parcel. Again with this sexy evil
grin on her face. Day went along slow, took the envelope out to my car,
and it specificallly read, open at home only in big red letters. The day
is finally over, it's Friday, I'm ready to go home and start the weekend
all the while with this manilla envelope sitting next to me staring at me
as I wonder what this is. I park my car and head to my apartment. I hurry
and rip the envelope opened and pull out the contents. There is an 8x10
photo of me in full drag head to toe in this gorgeous pink nightgown and
pink 5 inch sling back pumps. Also in it is a letter of instructions. I
started to read this letter and it's from Miss De'Nerie. It read, I found
pics of you and I now know why you said Trix to me that day. You have an
alter ego named Trixie-Marie and I knew you were wearing feminine
underthings. I see by the pics that you could very well make an awesome
looking female with proper makeover, salon treatments and dressed in
better clothes, so come Monday, you will come to work and you will have
the feminine underthings on you had in my office. I know you were in
panties and garter belt, but I want to see for myself what it looks like.
You will be at my office by 10am sharp and we will have a long talk. DO
NOT BE LATE. Toenails done, body hair gone, feminine under garments. See
you Monday. I thought OMG what will happen. I was nervous and I couldn't
think straight. Finally a little calmer, I decided I need a drink and I
go to the local pub. Had a few shots and slept good Friday night, not to
bad. And I laid there thinking of what happened that day. I got a taste
one of the most beautiful and feminine women I have ever seen. When
Saturday came , all I could think about was the letter and the picture
she found. How?? Then I remembered I had posted pics I took of myself in
femmed mode and posted them to FLICKR. Went there and boy if they still
weren't there. Now I am all embarrassed and don't know quite what to do.
Sunday night I instictively re-did my toenails and shaved my body clean,
drenched it in body lotion and laid out the underthings I would have to
wear. Decided on black high highs, red and black garter belt and sexy
black and red panties. It was almost exactly the same type outfit I wore
FRIDAY just in a different color. Put on my socks, sneakers, and jeans,
with a motley crue t-shirt and off to Monday work.
10:00 came quick and I am standing at Miss De'Nerie's office door waiting
for her to say come in. Like a lifetime it seemed. So in I go. Curtains
are drawn, she pulls the blinds down in her office so no one walking by
can see. She looks at me and says " Did you do as I have said?" I nodded,
She looked at me grabbed my chin and repeated herself a little more
sternly. Answer me proper. Yes Miss De'Nerie, I did as you said. She came
over and put her hands on my shoulders and said, " How come I don't feel
any bra straps? I said I wasn't wearing 1. She scolded me and said next
time she says undergarments, she means the whole package. I tried to
explain that I couldn't get away with wearing a bra, people would know
and she told me she didn't care. I humbly said Yes Ma'am. She told me to
take my shoes, socks, and pants down. She wanted to see. Again with
firmness in her voice. She was very pleased and said that this could do.
She looked at my feet and asked what size I was, told her an 8. She was
so happy and told me high heels for me would be easy to find with a
MMMMM??. She said I had such pretty feet. Everything so perfect. She felt
my legs and said very nice stockings and the panties are so sexy. You
have really sexy legs.Tell me, and she grabbed my crotch and asked where
the chastity I had on in 1 of my pics was at. I stammered at home. She
whispered in my ear she wanted me in it tomorrow and to give her the key.
She opens her blouse and reveals a very sexy bra that I would die for and
told me to kiss her cleavage ever so gently. As I did she grabbed my
crotch again through my red and black satin panties only to be as hard as
I ever have been. Again whispering in my ear that it was so unladylike
for me to have such a bulge and needed to be contained as she told me how
I am going to make her such a hot lookin trampy girlfriend and that's why
she wanted the key to my clitty cage as it was know going to be called .
I came in my panties right then and there and said to me "Oh you little
slut. Look what you did now!!" She held a finger up to her luscious mouth
and licked a dribble of my cum off of it. Then she reached down and took
another dribble off my stocking clad leg and put her finger to my mouth.
I turned away and she smacked my penis and snapped me to. I humply opened
my mouth as she put her finger in my mouth and had me suck it. All the
while smelling her perfume and seeing those gorgeous breasts. I
surrendered. Then she pulled my head tighter into her cleavage and
breasts and all I could do was take in her feminie scents. Lost myself
for awhile. She asked me to say my girls name. I said Trixie-Marie. She
said as her breathing got heavier " No, say, I AM TRIXIE-MARIE." Say it
10 times. So I did. Everytime she would say Good Girl. You will say it to
me whenever I ask you your name for now on . She sat on the edge of her
desk, opened her legs , had me get on my kness and told me to eat her
through her panties. Thigh high stockings and beautiful black lace semi-
sheer black panties. I went down on this woman. I made her have orgasm 4
times before she'd let me up. She actually thanked me and told me to
remember the rules. Back to the mailroom I went. To start my workweek,
but it will be a strange 1. One I'll never forget.
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