Dolly Part 4
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WARNING this is part four of a multi-part Story that will include
permanent extreme forced feminization, intense humiliation and forced
sex acts, if you do not like this kind of story do not read. The events
depicted are pure fantasy and have no place in real life.
Thanks so much for the reviews and feedback. I again hope to have next
part up within two weeks. My Hero Cheryl Lynn very kindly helped with
the editing.
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Ms Lawrence hauled Daniel out of his booster seat with ease. "That's a
good sissy, I bet you can't wait to show off your new look". Daniel was
trembling with fear in the firm grip of his Nanny.
Ms Lawrence marched Daniel across the parking lot of his high school
with an imposing lock on his arm. The pace was too fast in the
unfamiliar clothing and caused a distinct mince.
"You are going to have to be very convincing in your new girlie boy
lifestyle or you'll find things will get much worse. We'll pull out all
the stops to keep you out of juvenile detention. Whether it be putting
the word out that you are a bed wetter, how great will a pair of pampers
look under those tight girly trousers? Or having a psychologist, who
Olivia has influence on, declare you mentally incompetent. Textile class
is going to be tough if the teacher doesn't trust you to use big kid
scissors! You better give it everything in all you dance classes too.
You have a lot of wasted time to make up for."
Walking past a top of the line Mercedes was nothing unusual to Daniel in
this elite and obscenely rich school. What surprised him was when
Phyllis got out contrasting with the luxurious automobile as the cute,
chubby nerdy girl next door. She looked like the kind of girl who'd ride
a twee bicycle with a wicker basket to school. Her car was more suitable
for an executive or high paid sports star.
"Hi Dolly, do you like my Benz It's not really me is it? But Kristen got
a lease on it for me to take you out on our dates. She described it as
part of Dolly's dowry. Isn't that cute? No need for a booster seat
either, you can sit upfront so we can hold hands. I even get to decide
all the details of our dates. Oh my, there's so many benefits to having
a pansy fianc?!" Phyllis said in high spirits as always.
There was something different about her. Daniel could not get a read on
her behaviour. There seemed to be no malice in her words but she was
clearly celebrating in the situation and being much more assertive than
ever before.
Ms Lawrence was far more aware as she thought, "Just one night of the
assertive female dominance tapes and she's already wearing the pants but
she's still essentially the same old dorky, goody two shoes Phyllis."
Phyllis came round to Daniel's left side, "Come on Darling, get your
left hand out of that cute muff so you can show off your engagement
rock. Not many of the spoiled girls at this school would be caught dead
with a cubic zirconia but it's the thought and sentiment behind it that
counts. It lets the whole school know you're all mine".
Daniel had hated the anonymity and lack of attention he caught at
school. He believed after his summer baseball success this would be the
school year he'd really be noticed by everyone especially the hot
popular girls. Indeed, now it would be for the worst reasons imaginable.
Students both astonished and amused discussed him as he walked by with
no thought for his feelings.
"Christ I assumed his twitter and Facebook had been hacked by his
buddies playing a prank but I guess he really is a girl at heart who
wants to be called Dolly!"
"All he ever spoke about after baseball practice was how he couldn't
wait to dump Phyllis and all the girls he wanted to bang. Now he's
marrying her and he's identifying as bisexual with a primary attraction
to men. What a fucking liar."
Daniel heard a girls voice pass comment, "Bisexual is the oldest trick
in the book. Why doesn't he just came out and say he's as gay as they
come."
Another directed her comments directly to him, "Cute slippers Danny,
they hauling you off to the funny farm? Or is this part of your audition
to play Blanche Dubois in the school play?"
Phyllis informally called people to order once they were inside the main
halls of the school where students were using their lockers. Used to
talking publicly from her activism in gay rights and abstinence, Phyllis
felt completely at ease. Dolly only felt full of fear and found himself
for some unknown reason burrowing in closer to his Nanny's ample bosom
and belly.
"Yes I know this is a big change to take in but I think it's important
that as a school we all support Dolly and his lifestyle change. It's
understandable that there's a lot of interest and questions. I had hoped
Dolly's emotional open letter on Facebook had cleared a lot of this up.
If you have any questions at any time, you can ask me or my gorgeous
Dolly."
The questions came in flurries. The fact that Phyllis was fielding them,
was a blessing. Daniel knew he couldn't talk without breaking into a
flood of tears as his big doe eyes welled up. He hated how under
Phyllis's thumb it was making him look as he deferred to her lead.
"That lady is Ms Lawrence, Dolly's favourite Nanny from his childhood.
Since the passing of his mother he has felt lost for guidance. So he
begged his sister to hire his Nanny back to guide his life and make the
decisions he has struggled with. Expect to see a lot more of her. Dolly
doesn't like to be separated from Nanny."
The way Daniel was clinging to her gave credibility to this claim. Peals
of laughter and cutting asides followed and overlapped with the
information Phyllis put forth but her confidence and presence was
unwavering.
"No, I don't mind how girly Dolly looks or if he wants to transition
completely. I practice what I preach. The most important thing is that
we love each other and can't wait to be married. I don't mind that he's
very attracted to boys. It doesn't matter at all. Dolly admits the error
of his ways and is 100% faithful to me now. Regardless of his gender
preference."
"Is that the streetwalker's fur coat?" Joseph shouted out from the
crowd.
"How would you know that Joseph? Careful you don't incriminate
yourself," Phyllis chuckled at the question from one of the ringleaders
of Daniel's ill-fated night out.
"Yes that is the ladies coat. Despite or perhaps because of Dolly's
inability to perform sexually, he and Buffy, that's the lady's name,
have formed a close bond. He wanted to wear her faux fur to honour her
for helping him see the light. He will also be leading charity outreach
programmes in the red-light district. Dolly is going to be part of the
solution not part of the problem".
"No I don't think there is anything perverse or weird in Daniel dressing
up in his mother's clothes when not in school. She was such a stylish
and gorgeous woman. When he came out about his feminine nature who
better to emulate. He looked fabulous cooking us breakfast in his
mother's gorgeous boudoir outfit. Expect to see him out and about in
Chanel suits, cashmere twinsets teamed with a nice kicky plaid skirt and
so on. He loves to play dress up and we'll put all sorts of fun pictures
online."
Ms Lawrence was delighted to observe silently as Phyllis held court.
"No Dolly has not gone loopy. The fluffy slippers are for the next two
weeks and they are symbolic of the fact he is grounded. Just because we
love him doesn't mean his Nanny won't discipline him."
The laugher did not abate. The students who had been closest to Daniel
and his new found so called friends on the baseball team in particular
mocked him mercilessly. They seemed at pains to disavow any connection
with the sissified school laughing stock. The bell sounded as the group
dispersed to go to their respective homerooms. Some students lingered to
see more of the ludicrous classmate now known as 'Dolly'.
Phyllis commandingly pointed at her cheek, Dolly blushingly obliged with
a kiss and then stunned himself by following it up reflexively with a
curtsey.
"So good of Phyllis to clear so many things up, isn't it sissy baby?
Come on, let's go to the registrar's office to ensure your school
schedule is nice and clear too," Ms Lawrence said with fake concern as
she hustled Daniel along.
The registrar, Mrs Miller, was a staunch traditionalist. Unbeknownst to
Daniel, Mrs Miller had thwarted Ms Lawrence's attempts to drop Daniel
back several grades or allow him to attend in the girl's uniform, thanks
to her strong command of the school rules. With Kristen's signature on
his new class schedule, Mrs Miller couldn't do anything to stop Dolly
from taking this ridiculous bimbo Stepford wife curriculum.
"She won't let me put him in with the freshman girls. He would have
learnt more in kindergarten than he will in these pink collar, glorified
finishing school courses. I can't wait to see that bitch's face or
Dolly's when I give her Kristen's authorization. Dolly's sure to cry
even more!" Ms Lawrence thought gleefully as she stepped into the
registrar's office.
"A School like Jefferson thrives on the amount of students we send to
the Ivy League schools. I can't imagine what Daniel is thinking with
these classes. Childcare? Fashion and textiles? Cosmetology? Etiquette
and Deportment? How can he possibly pursue college or a professional
career with these on his academic record?" Mrs Miller said as she
perused the requested course schedule. She was a conservative with a
strong belief in traditional gender roles. Legislation prevented her
from stopping Daniel from enrolling in these courses but her disgust and
disappointment were evident.
"Dolly, his name is Dolly. I'll remind you to use his chosen name Mrs
Miller!" Ms Lawrence replied sharply. "Dolly has no interest in a
professional career. Like the other girls in most of these courses, he
ultimately wants to be a homemaker to his spouse. Whilst you might think
that is ridiculous or demeaning for a male it is his wish. With his
engagement to Phyllis he was found himself a future breadwinner that can
keep him in the style he's become accustomed," Ms Lawrence stated
straightening up the oversized Marc Jacobs shoulder bag she had laden
Daniel with.
"Rather than a career, Dolly is more interested in hobbies or
diversions. His main passion is dance but it's unlikely he has a
professional future. What with his inability to admit he wanted to
devote himself to it at the necessary earlier age. These courses will
give him a great foundation in being a successful house hubby. The
courses in beauty care and child minding I'm sure will open up all sorts
of opportunities for little jobs whilst Phyllis completes her college
education. While I fully understand you want to send as many students to
colleges as possible, Dolly would only be getting into Princeton as a
legacy. This ditz does not have the head for it. He struggles to follow
the plotlines in brainless romantic comedies. Who's to say a more
deserving Jefferson student can't have his place? You have so many high
achievers."
Daniel simpered and blushed as his Nanny spoke so flippantly about him.
He was humiliated beyond belief but too frightened to dare contradict
her.
"I can't believe that I'm going along with all this. It's mortifying but
I know this is just until the trial is over. Going along with this
charade is destroying my future school career and my reputation but what
choice do I have? How the hell can I rebuild my career and reputation
after all this? I've got to just ride it out as there is no other
choice. I could never survive Juvenile detention. There's no way a
vindictive old battle axe like Mrs Miller will forget this either but I
can transfer to a different prep school and leave this faggy nonsense
behind".
"Well there it is then, Dolly's new class scheduled is all arranged,"
Mrs Miller said through clenched teeth. "He has his compulsorily extra-
curricular activity with the LGBT society," she added unable to hide the
distaste in her voice.
"But that leaves the matter of his inter school competitive sports
requirement unfulfilled for the autumn and winter semesters. After you
withdrew the guardian consent for him to try out for the basketball
team, he has a gap that must be filled. At Jefferson we pride ourselves
on students having a fully rounded education. It can't all be about
buffing your nails and knitting yourself ridiculous fluffy sweaters,"
Mrs Miller quipped. She could at least inconvenience the laughable
fruit.
"Dolly doesn't have any time for competitive sports with all the extra
dance classes I have him in. I'll get him a medical exemption as he is
far too delicate for anything like those courses," Ms Lawrence said with
dismay as she scanned the possible courses.
Daniel hated how he was being referred to as dainty. Whilst slight of
build, Daniel was a good athlete and knew were it not for the
humiliating pretence, he could have held his own in any of the
activities.
"Students who are not medically able to compete are still required to be
registered to a team and attend events in team uniform. So if Dolly here
is physically able to compete, it's surely a better use of his time to
participate and indulge his masculine side. We're all finding out all
sorts of new things about the boy, so maybe he'll find a new sport he's
a stud at," Mrs Miller replied feeling that she had her adversary out
foxed.
"Ah, finally something for Dolly. Cheerleading or figure skating would
suffice this requirement?" Ms Lawrence asked as she scanned the list of
sports.
"Indeed they certainly would but unfortunately they are both filled up.
They are so popular with the girls. I'll certainly put Dolly on the
waiting lists," Mrs Miller replied however she had no such intention.
"Why should he have an easy ride? I want him with the real boy's then
maybe he can grow a pair and straighten up," she thought.
Ms Lawrence stayed behind to find a solution to the sports requirement
as Daniel was escorted to his homeroom by his hopeless crush Erin
Kennedy. The statuesque, Nordic looking girl, appeared effortlessly
gorgeous with her sweet freckled face and loose strawberry blond
shoulder length hair.
"Come on sweetheart I'll get you to homeroom. My word these classes most
girls would be embarrassed to take them."
These finishing school type pink collar classes were a million miles
from the advance classes a high achiever like Erin Kennedy would ever
consider. The girls who took them whilst mostly attractive weren't
afforded much respect in the school, especially amongst other girls who
were scared they would be after their beaus.
She squeezed her arm around Daniel's shoulder as they walked down the
hall. He had dreamed of touching her but not in this sisterly
patronising fashion.
"I was really impressed with you on the diamond this summer. I can't
believe what a big change you are undergoing. I guess something as major
as facing criminal charges makes you evaluate what's important and who
you want to be? You know I thought you were kind of cute. I kept hearing
you were going to dump Phyllis and now you're marrying her? If you had
split up and maybe made another varsity sports team, I could definitely
have seen myself making a move on you," her seemingly innocent
assessment of his situation and candid thoughts crushed Daniel.
He began to sob softly again. "I can't believe my dream girl even knew I
existed, let alone liked me. This could have been the best year of my
life. Now I've got to convince the world I'm attracted to men, am
desperately in love with a fat band geek and adore dressing up in my
mother's haute couture. Why did I agree to that stupid initiation?"
"Still I hope we can be friends now. Unless you really only want to be
with the bimbos in your classes. You'll probably have much more in
common. I must admit I don't really follow that sort of low brow pop
culture. I didn't get half the references in your recent spate of
Facebook posts and tweets."
Daniel had not written those but they had been expertly designed to
portray him as an airheaded bitch boy.
"I've always wanted a proper gay bff. All the openly gay boys at school
are so dull and straight acting. I'm not as stuck up or as snooty as
those bimbos on the trophy wife track say I am. I do enjoy normal girl
stuff like shoe shopping or going to the cinema. It can't all be school
study. I just hate this kind of lowest common denominator Kardashian
media you seem to idolize. I like fashion still, I don't have a lot of
time to pick out outfits. Maybe you can help me find some cute stuff?"
"I like your outfit, though it is a little silly. Your pants are so
tight. That sweater is so oversized it's a bit out there but it suits
you though. That lynx coat looks like it belongs on a tough talking
working girl in a bad 70's cop show. Feels nice though for a faux fur. I
bet it keeps you ever so warm. Your hair is cute. I guess you were going
for that alternative punk girl thing? Like Hayley Williams. The colours
however come out a bit more like Mrs Roper though."
The thrust of the conversation was humiliating and Daniel was too shell
shocked to respond. Erin continued to hold him tenderly before handing
him over to his homeroom like she was returning a lost child. After
enduring the brief moments left of homeroom, Daniel went to his first
class cosmetology.
The handful of girls in this class would be in almost all his classes.
The school did not consider these outdated courses a high priority, but
the fees the girl's parents paid funded other areas of the school. So
teacher supervision was minimal. To survive studying these absurd girly
girl subjects Daniel would have to placate the husband hunting
superficial girls who were now his peers.
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