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WARNING this is part ten 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.
I Hope to get back into the rhythm of regular instalments, we need more
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inspiration. This section was not edited by my hero Cheryl Lynn.
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Mrs Hearst was keen to talk further about her son Parker's recent
lifestyle change. So they convened to a plush set of armchairs with
Parker lifted out of his pram being rocked soothingly on Ms Lawrence's
lap with his mass of petticoats all askew, looking distraught but dazed.
After looking at her cell phone, Dr Munn excused herself "Sorry I have
to go and straighten out a disobedient madam who is resisting being
fitted with g cup breast forms. Tinkerbelle need to learn that there are
consequences to performing so badly in her tap dance recital. She'll
miss the breast forms when I sell the orphan to an eligible fianc? who
picks out a nice set of permanent implants. Heavens knows if she will
keep her silly little limp dick piece or get a brand new designer
pussy."
Mrs Hearst relayed her story to Dorothy, Ms Lawrence already knew it
well "I come from money and married into more. My first four children
were all sons. Just typical alpha males, took so much after their
father, excelled at sports got high grades, were never short of female
attention. We were both ever so proud of them and I made sure I was not
bitter as their beautiful wives took them away from me. They've all gone
on to the greatest success in very male careers such as professional
sports and the stock market and given me a host of grandchildren.
But I always longed for a daughter of my own, when my husband passed
away from a heart attack, I was so stricken by grief I fell into a self-
destructive cycle of drinking, prescription pill abuse and promiscuity.
It's not a period of my life that I'm proud of but something wonderful
came out of it my youngest son Parker. My pretty little mistake.
I've no idea who the father is but he's so much smaller and more finer
featured then my square jawed sons who take after their father. So when
he came along it was such a happy accident and I got myself together. I
was of course disappointed when I found out I was having another boy but
then I thought the youngest of my first four is already 18 and all are
ensuring the family legacy flourishes.
My sons were supportive, when they saw how I was having a girl's nursery
decorated, they don't see him as their real brother, being a bastard and
all. Their wives think he's just hilarious and take a keen interest in
the dear. They boss him about quite brusquely when they visit though,
his family nickname is Cinderella!
So why not have my new baby just for me? So I set out to raise a total
sissy mama's boy. I was that close to giving him a girl's name before
opting for something silly and unisex.
I had him in outfits not too different from this for the first few years
of his life" Mrs Hearst languidly gestured towards his overdone baby
frock as Dorothy nodded approvingly as Ms Lawrence kept rocking the
weakling deftly.
"I delayed Parker's entry into education for as long as possible, I was
so sad when I gave my baby his first haircut, a bowl cut was the best I
could do, and put him in his first pair of shorts.
All for that first day of kindergarten. I couldn't tell you which of us
cried more at the school gates. I had raised him quite different to the
other boys, free from male influence and just as a companion for his
mommy.
I wasn't interested in having another academic achiever so although he
seemed quite clever, not letting him do his homework meant he has been
held back a few grades over the years.
Managing his social life was something I was meticulous about. I refused
to lose another son to a woman. So I kept him mostly home, organised
playdates with other boys who were on the sissy side, nerds, dweebs and
younger kids.
Girls too provided they showed the right attitude towards my baby, you
know mocking him, bossing him about and so on. Girls who would wear the
pants whilst Parker wore one of kilts or culottes.
When he got to an age where dating was on the cards I always provided a
handsome male gigolo to squire him to the big school events, test
driving them all was half the fun." Dorothy couldn't believe how
sexually aggressive the straight laced looking lady was but then she
herself had just had an unforeseen latent lesbian awakening.
"I really have to thank Dr Munn for assuring me that a mother can choose
her son's sexuality for him but it is still a work in progress."
Mrs Hearst babbled on enjoying the attention "but he was so mopey and
ungrateful, crying that he's straight and being taken to the school
dance by a strapping twenty something male model was 'humiliating'. It's
not like a was making him wear a party frock or anything, so what if his
outfits zipped and buttoned in the back and had capri length pants?
He really did kick up quite a fuss, its lucky I was paying them as they
couldn't get much more out of Parker than some reluctant kissing and a
perfunctory handjob. It was unfortunate that someone got a vine of
Parker going into his date's well filled pants and it went viral. I was
happy though that girls at school would see him not as a sexual option
for them. Or so I assumed.
I was appalled to find out recently apparently he has himself a
'girlfriend'! Can you imagine?" Mrs Hearst looked to the ladies like it
was the most indecent and preposterous situation she had ever heard of.
"Thank god Janice, from our street tattled on him. She's always been
such a gift when it comes to Parker, making him bake the proper boys'
cookies and keeping me informed with ideas for new teen heartthrob
posters to put on his walls. She even got her Girl Scout troop to admit
Parker.
Anyway apparently some soppy girl at school actually liked him
romantically, she's barking up the wrong tree there with all the
testosterone blockers I keep Parker on, not a speck of body hair on him
and an absolutely cherubic tiddler of a penis!
She was even taking her older brothers old clothes and helping him
change into more accepted male outfits before school starts, so he
wouldn't be teased so. It was such a terrible look for him when I
ambushed him at school he really did look like a silly little girl
playing dress up in a bigger boys clothes. My Parker belongs in ruffles,
fluff and lace.
It was then I decided Parker could not be trusted to attend a school
with girls, so I'm 'home schooling' him for rest of this school year
softening him up treating him like a great big baby girl. It's been
total baby immersion since that day I confronted him at school and
stripped those boys clothes of him in the back of the car.
Dr Munn has got him on proper girly hormones now long before I had
planned to introduce them but next year I'm sending him off to an all-
boys academy in The Swiss Alps.
We nearly sent our eldest there when we thought he'd got some lower
class slut pregnant in high school. He'll wish he was in Sissy Finishing
School when he lives life at an academy for real boys.
There Parker will have no choice but to learn his proper role kitten
weak, pretty face, hairless body, developing curves by then by no doubt,
dressing as unisex as possible and acting very femme the nearest thing
those horny boys have to a girl.
Something tells me he won't be able to just fob them off with a handjob.
We'll put him in with the freshmen so he's as low down the totem pole as
it gets, he's not really ever had male puberty so it doesn't matter that
he is in theory older. He'll wish he'd played ball with his experienced
dates when he's getting pawed and goosed by fumbling teens."
"I'm sure a nice long baby interlude will do Parker the world of good,
then the trendsetter will be eager to get back into his old wardrobe!"
Ms Lawrence teased whilst fussing with the prone boys cheeks.
"I expect he will be but he'll need all new clothes. I was this close to
trashing the best sissy boy wardrobe ever assembled." Mrs Hearst made a
thimble sized gesture with her gloriously manicured nails. "When Dr Munn
found a perfect opportunity for Parker's loss to be another families
gain.
Two of Dr Munn's toughest Nurses were in the country to take the new
recruits back to the Eastern Bloc.
They normally keep order and administer the medicines at the Sissy
Brothels out there. Whilst the new whore squad were having some final
cosmetic adjustments they were at a loose end. There was some demand for
lookalikes of some of the newer celebrities Arianna Grande and Iggy
Azalea they tell me, I hadn't heard of them.
So Doctor put them on the troublesome son of a poor Puerto Rican lady.
Apparently he was hanging out on corners, moving a little bit of drugs,
carrying weapons and harassing women.
He came home to two huge Russian ladies with 60 pounds on him, a bed
room that had been refitted with all of Parker's too girly for a real
girl teen bedroom decor and furnishings.
The little wannabe hoodlum blew his top as they calmly restrained him,
you know I don't even know his real name they would only call him by his
new name Pumpkin Pie! Isn't that just too much?"
Ms Lawrence gauged Dorothy's thrilled reaction discreetly renaming a boy
was something she took the greatest pleasure in too.
"When he realised all his things were gone and saw his bedroom full of
Parker's hand me downs I've never seen a more heart broken sight.
Pumpkin was already actually very girlishly pretty, behind all the macho
posturing.
Tiny little thing no signs of proper puberty though he was surprising
well hung. He couldn't have weighed more than 110 pounds, full pouty
lips, gorgeous complexion and giant brown sad puppy dog eyes.
Dr Munn's Nurses came by every morning to dress him for school a lot of
the outfits looked so waspy and preppy on him, such a culture clash.
Imagine going to an inner city school looking like something out of that
film Heathers! Anyone for croquet? Gosh what a joke.
After school they'd frogmarch him down to his old corner in something
more casual but no less degrading like leggings and Ugg boots, a big
oversized sweater and a wool hat with a big fur pompom on top of it.
These were all components of Parker's outfits for weekends or hanging
out friends like Janice at the mall. The people in the neighbourhood saw
Pumpkin for what he was a bully, a poser, a wannabe and his reputation
was ruined.
It was great that Parker's fall from grace could do some good, Pumpkin
Pie is retraining as a Nanny and now has lovely shoulder length
extensions. He is on so many hormones he is already being used by a
working mother who has her stepson in classes here as a wet nurse for
her new infant daughter. It was that or a one way trip to Eastern
Europe, I mean he did want to be out on the corner right?
Sissy boy clothes aren't the easiest thing to breastfeed in, Pumpkin has
found out.
"Well it's been lovely catching up but I have to get him home, it's my
book club tonight and Parker is being babysat by his favourite Auntie
Janice! Janice is about the only girl I trust around him now.
Dr Munn is still helping me find Parker a fulltime Male Nanny. Who's
getting a new Daddy? Who's getting a big strong dada?" she said in baby
tones as he was put back into his pram prison.
Daniel was now positioned in the salon area of the facilities as he
struggled to comprehend the bizarre sights around him, since his
encounter with Coco time had seemed to standstill and his anus ached
like it would never recover.
The two ladies who attended to him were shocking in how normal they
looked, they had to be in their late 20's or perhaps just into their
thirties. They were pretty but approachable in girl next door way, as
they put Daniel's feet into fluffy pink babyish slippers relaxed him
into the heated chair and fussed caringly.
"Were are Penelope and Helen and we are going to make you over so pretty
that Judge Hardwick will keep you out of custody and wish she could
marry you!" the strawberry blonde lady enthused.
"Now Penny we know Dolly here is spoken for, isn't he lucky most sissies
don't get to meet or see their spouses before they are at the altar.
Love at first sight, Mommy knows best all those romantic clich?s.
Do try and look happier Dolly boy, we know you're not a real sissy yet
but if you don't put in the proper effort you'll still be getting the
makeover, wearing the flouncy clothes and on the supermodel diet but it
will end with you in Juvenile Detention with all the tough boys. What a
waste that would be. Or what a treat from the inmates perspective."
"This hair is just too damaged I'm going to crop it into a ultra-short
pixie. Best not even re dye it it will have to grow out. It's a good
thing the wig department are making Dolly lookalike wigs of his mother's
favourite looks over the years, although I'm sure the cut will be totes
adorable I doubt it will match up with a lady who lunches wardrobe."
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