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THE BIRCH ACADEMY AUTHOR'S NOTE: This started off as a meandering serial on Melissa Daniels's 'Locked in Lace' site, which, if you haven't checked it out, is a dream come true for Forced Femme sissies to be, and it happens to be the reason I took the incredibly scary step of dressing as a girl in the first place (long story, will tell you another time). I can honestly say I owe my all my wonderful Emma experiences since 2010 to Melissa's web site, which is no small thing, as dressing en-femme on a regular basis has been a revelation to me that has improved my life immensely. I mean, really. I am soooo much happier since I've been presenting as a girl several times a month. As I often say to people who come over to chat to me in various bars and clubs, "everything, but everything, in life feels better when you're wearing a dress and 'fuck me' heels." It's true. Anyway, I shouldn't really start posting new story threads until I've posted the final part of 'Nightmare', or else I'll be lynched, but when I reviewed all the writing I have on file (yikes!), I noticed this one was already up to 123 pages of A4 so I thought I'd make a start on editing and posting it now, if only to prove that when I said I have a lot of stories on file, I really do mean it. It's not quite as over the top and surreal as 'Nightmare' or 'Lightness', but it's probably quite close, so falls into that category of writing rather than the 'Mistress' style. If you liked 'Nightmare' and 'Lightness' then you should like this one too. As always, thank you for reading my stories. I really do mean it. The reason I post them for free is that all I've ever wanted is for people to read what I write, and posting them for free means they'll reach the widest possible audience. I'm lucky that I don't need to write for money, and so if my whimsical little tales strike a chord with you, then that makes me a very happy T-girl indeed, and its reward enough. I typically dedicate my stories to authors I rate highly. The Birch Academy serial goes out to possibly the greatest Forced Femme writer of them all - the legendary Deborah Ford. There are several writers I rate highly as 10, on a 1 to 10 scale, but in Deborah's case, like with Spinal Tap, her stories go up to 11. She is the Queen of Forced Femme fiction and she has in her time been ground breaking within the conventions of this genre. Hugs and kisses, - Emma Reid x CHAPTER ONE I leapt to my feet as soon as I heard the front door key turn in the latch, dropping this month's copy of Marie Claire magazine onto the glass coffee table, with its article on 'Spring Coats: 101 Brilliant Buys' that I had been busy reading. It wasn't that I wasn't allowed to take a break and read girlie magazines - far from it, Amanda Blake,the bane of my life, actually insisted I did, to the point where yesterday I had been instructed to engage Ellie, my beautiful wife, in conversation before going to bed on the subject of hair and beauty news from the pages of Cosmopolitan - but I was expected to be at the front door as soon as my beloved Ellie returned from work. I hurried in my heels and starched maid uniform and stood attentively as Ellie and Amanda swept through into the hallway. My heart sank a bit as soon as I realised Amanda was here again. Ellie on her own wasn't so bad, but Amanda never missed an opportunity to push me further down the road of forced feminisation. I curtsied demurely as I had been taught to do on Saturday, and with a bob of my head I took Ellie's coat and hug it up on the hook in the hallway. Amanda waved me aside as I offered to take her biker jacket. "Just get Ellie a drink," she said in irritation as she took a moment to check out my uniform. I could tell she was looking for any sign of an infraction of the uniform rules, such as a sloppily tied bow on the apron, or stocking garters askew. "Of course, Miss Blake." I bobbed my head and curtsied again, the backs of my thighs still smarting from Sunday when Amanda had beaten me there with a steel ruler for not perfecting the curtsies quickly enough. As as result I'd been practising them all day in between chores. I followed Ellie into the kitchen and picked a bottle of Chardonnay from the fridge, broke the screw cap seal and poured some wine into a glass. "I'll have one too, maid," said Amanda as she hung a dry clean garment bag up on the kitchen door frame. "Yes, Miss Blake," I said with another quick curtsey. "Of course. Will you be staying for dinner? I'm preparing Penne al'arrabiata tonight with a side salad." "No need, Emma. We're eating out tonight." "We are?" My heart rose. I hadn't been out anywhere for nearly two weeks now! "Well, not you obviously. Just Ellie and I." Amanda scooped up the second glass of wine and sipped it. "We have a table booked at L'Autre Pied in Blandford Street after which we're going on to a club: Babylon at the Roof Gardens in Kensington. Ellie hasn't been out in ages, so I'm treating her. It means you'll have the night off." "Oh." I had mixed feelings about this. On the one hand I hadn't had a night off since all this began, and with the flat to myself I'd be able to stay up late as long as I wished, instead of having to go to bed at 9 pm. But on the other hand... Babylon was a posh club frequented by the glamorous girls of Kensington and consequently a hunting ground for predatory, wealthy, virile men in search of such girls. I nibbled my lower lip apprehensively as Ellie unzipped the dry cleaning bag to produce the most sexy little black dress in her wardrobe. It was made of of brushed silk, low cut, with a scandalously short hem line, bare arms and it fitted her like a glove. Wearing that she would look a million dollars. "You're... you're wearing that dress, Miss Preston?" I gulped, feeling a rising tide of dismay. Every Alpha Male in the club would lock on to her the moment she strode in through the door. "Oh, I'm not sure about it, but Amanda talked me into wearing it tonight," said Ellie with an expression of pure innocence. "It's really pretty, isn't it? But ever so short..." Pretty? The very definition of sex appeal, you mean! She would be surrounded by admirers all night long... Ellie held the dress up against her body and I felt the uncomfortable stirring in my chastity belt that would lead to aching balls in the next twenty minutes if I didn't think of anything to calm myself down. "I'm sure you're secretly dying to have an evening in without me and Amanda around, ringing our little bells, summoning you to scoot over in your pretty heels to bring us more wine every half an hour," said Ellie with a sigh as she picked up a pair of glossy 4 inch Jimmy Choo heels that she would be wearing with the dress. "You'll be able to read some fashion magazines, perhaps watch a bit of TV... you'll have such fun." I fidgeted uncomfortably and placed one glossy heeled foot in front of the other as I stood there. "It will be nice not to have to go to bed at 9 PM, Miss Preston, but to be honest I'd rather go out with..." "Bed time is still 9 PM," said Amanda as she too produced a beautiful short dress from the garment bag. In her case it was a cascade of rippling silver sequins. "Though I suppose you can ask your babysitter for an extension. If she lets you stay up an extra half an hour, I don't really mind." "Babysitter?" "Yes, babysitter." Amanda turned round with a puzzled expression as if she couldn't understand why I'd just said that. "I don't need a babysitter! I'm 27 years old!" "Of course you need a babysitter. Ellie and I can't trust you to look after yourself if we're not in the flat. Who knows what mischief you'll get up to while we're out? You're a very junior sissy, still thinking very much like a silly boy, and we can't just leave you to your own habits until you learn to act properly. You proved that last week when you lied to us about doing your chores. So yes, we've booked Ellie's younger sister, Sally, to babysit for you tonight." How did all of this start? How did I transform from a cocky, confident guy into the submissive maid I'm now forced to be for my wife? Well, the answer means rewinding several weeks back to when all of this began. Okay, so part of this is my own fault for having had casual sex with Amanda Blake. I'll own up on that part right away. But you have to understand Amanda is extremely hot - long sleek dark hair, slim but well rounded figure, and a real 'come on boys' look in her eyes, so I can hardly be blamed for fancying her. Thing is though, Amanda Blake happens to be a work colleague of my actual girlfriend, Ellie Preston, so maybe I should have held myself in check when opportunity presented itself. Am I confusing you here? Yeah, maybe I am. Okay, so let's wind back even more. The thing is I've been with Ellie now for nearly a year, but to be honest things were in a bit of a rut. I still fancied her like mad - she's as good looking, if not even better than Amanda Blake, with her long blonde hair and tendency to wear short skirts in the Spring and Summer. Really, really turns me on when she does that. And since I lost my job a couple of months ago I've been kind of dependent on her because she's bringing in decent money working for Cooper, Bradshaw and Plant - a law firm based in London. This tends to mean she has to work late a lot and she's sometimes too tired for sex when she does get back home, which leaves me pretty frustrated at times. To be honest she's not great in bed. The funny thing is, I'd originally heard from a previous boyfriend through a third party that Ellie was supposed to be something of a playful minx between the sheets, but my experience with her has been very different. She started out okay when we were dating, but after the first couple of times we had sex she just seemed to, I don't know, cool off and lose interest. I remember she had this funny look in her eyes when I first stripped off in front of her and she saw my cock. It was almost as if she was disappointed by what she saw, which is crazy because it's a perfectly normal sized cock - a healthy 4.63 inches long when I'm excited, which previous girlfriends have told me is actually a little bit above average for men. And don't believe all that stuff about black men being bigger. My quiet, shy, timid, vegan girlfriend, Claire, that I went out with five years ago told me point blank that my cock was the best she'd ever seen. And I know for a fact she dated a black guy once for a week. And as it happens Amanda Blake thinks I'm pretty big in the cock department, as I'll get to later on. Plus, I always take my time when I'm having sex, making it last for several minutes before I come, because I know women need time to get into the rhythm of it all. But sometimes it's like Ellie doesn't really feel anything, so I guess the problem is she's pretty frigid. So things have been a bit weird, and it doesn't help that Ellie wears really sexy lingerie to bed - all that Rosie Huntington-Whiteley stuff - silk and chiffon teddies and camisoles and chemises and French knickers and stuff like that which drives me crazy, so I'm always pawing at her when she climbs into bed, but when I do she looks at me with these wistful eyes and runs her fingers along my stiff dick when she says something like, "well, the little man seems to be excited tonight," but the tone of her voice kind of makes it not sound like a compliment really, and I get pissed off that she's not fired up like I am, not even when I rub my cock against her thigh, which is a pretty sexy thing to do, right - foreplay and all that. Sometimes she'll roll her eyes and give me a hand job and with that there's no reason for me to pace myself because if that's all she's going to do, then why should I stretch the hand job into two or three minutes, so I generally let myself come after a dozen or so strokes to teach her what she's missing if she's only going to use her hand, and then she just sighs and shrugs and passes me a box of tissues, and I think 'what's your problem?' And then there was that time she got really annoyed when I threw the scrunched up sodden tissues onto the floor and she ordered me to get out of bed and dispose of them properly, and then wash myself in the sink basin afterwards, and I got really annoyed that she didn't want me to be in bed with her without washing my hands and cock first, and we had an argument and she told me I wasn't going to get another hand job ever again unless I apologised, which of course I refused to do, because I'm a guy and I'm not going to be bossed around like that. Except after a couple of days it was really beginning to get to me and in the end I bought her chocolates and flowers and said I was really sorry, and she said okay, but if I disrespected her like that again there would be serious repercussions. So really when you think about it, Ellie's almost mocking indifference to my sex life kind of drove me straight into the arms of her work colleague, Amanda Blake. The thing is, Ellie had to spend a couple of days in Manchester, which happens every couple of weeks, but while she was away she said Amanda would call round to pick up some DVDs, and would I mind staying in that night to hand them over to her. Well, I admit I was quite looking forward to Amanda coming over for half an hour or so. I imagined I'd take my time finding the DVDs which would give me the opportunity to flirt with her a bit - just harmlessly - and then that would fire me up for a really hot bit of masturbation later on after she left. Actually, that's something I have to be kind of careful about, because Ellie doesn't like the idea of me masturbating. In fact she considers it cheating, because she reckons I'm fantasising about other women, which often I am, and she thinks I don't really love her if I'm seeking out sexual pleasure that doesn't include her. Basically, if I do masturbate I have to do it in private and make sure there's no evidence anywhere that she might find. It really is a deal breaker for her. Well, Amanda turning up went better than I thought it would. She was an absolute knock out when she turned up a lot later than expected. Apparently she had been working late at the office, because she didn't appear until nine in the evening. She was still dressed for work, but what a classy look - short black skirt and crisp white blouse with three quarter length sleeves, fitted to her body, three and a half inch glossy black heels with decorative gold chains dangling from the back of the shoes, and the killer touch - the only just visible glimpse of stocking tops peeking out from under her skirt. Yep, Amanda Blake wears stockings to work instead of tights. Who would have thought it? Man, that gets my pulse racing right away. She came in, apologised for being late, said she'd had a long day at the office, and asked me whether I had anything to drink. Not missing a beat I opened some wine and, forgetting about the DVDs for the moment, we settled down in the living room with this Goddess taking the armchair opposite mine and leisurely crossing one gorgeous stocking-clad leg over the other as she began to actually flirt with me! It was pretty innocent stuff, but it was enough to make me brave enough to flirt back properly. It was almost as if she's given me an opening to see what my intentions were, for when she did, she just smiled, told me what a bad boy I was, and how much in trouble I was going to be and then, rising from her chair, she kicked off one of her heels, and slowly, ever so slowly, not taking her eyes away from mine, unrolled the stocking from her right leg. What she did next was amazing. She knotted the stocking like a leash around my throat and pulled me up from my chair. I was about to stand up but she shook her head and pointed to the floor. Then with a tug of the stocking leash she playfully forced me on to my knees before leading me into the bedroom. God I so wanted her. But it didn't turn out quite the way I'd expected. While she pulled down her skirt, shed her silk knickers and rolled the other stocking off her left leg, Amanda told me to strip completely. I was fumbling a bit in haste, so it might not have been the most erotic strip imaginable, but by the time I'd shed my boxers I could see she was impressed, unlike bloody Ellie. "Wow," she said with a grin. "Ellie wasn't lying about the size of your cock." Yes! I thought to myself. It is quite something. And by now it was already rigid in all its 4.63 inches glory. "That's quite something, stud. But I'm a bit concerned something that size is going to hurt me going in. How about you loosen me up a bit first so it'll fit?" And with that she pushed me back onto the bed and using the second stocking, securely tied my wrists to the head board. She undid the stocking around my throat and turning round so she was facing the foot of the bed, she straddled me, sitting so that her ass was positioned next to my face, with her sex close to my mouth. The stocking in her hands was tied loosely around my cock. She lowered herself so that my lips were touching her intimately and with an instructive tug of the stocking leash around my cock told me to, "go to work, stud." I'm not sure she remembered that I was only supposed to be loosening her up a little before we did some proper normal fucking, because in the end she had me licking her out for what seemed to be an eternity. She came at last three times before I started mumbling that perhaps we should switch round and try some proper sex now, but with her vagina pressed against my mouth I couldn't make myself heard. Worse still, if I slacked off in any way, or if I wasn't licking and kissing in quite the right place Amanda would give my cock a couple of painful tugs. But when I was performing satisfactorily with my mouth and tongue, she'd coo, "oh yes, just there... keep doing exactly that, stud," and would reward me with a few strokes of her soft fingers along the underside of my throbbing cock. It was so frustrating! Each touch was wonderful, but there wasn't enough of it for me to feel anything close to fucking a woman. With my hands tied above my head, and lying on my back as I was, with Amanda straddled over me, I couldn't do anything except follow her precise instructions. By the time she was close to her fourth orgasm, I signalled my discomfort by thumping my feet in protest against the mattress. She responded by picking up a flexible steel ruler that Ellie must have left on the bedside table and promptly spanked me five times on each thigh! It hurt! I mean really hurt! After that I paid full attention to her directions and didn't complain again, even though my jaw was beginning to really ache now. Not to mention my sore balls. The fourth orgasm seemed to satisfy Amanda to the point where she climbed off me and pulled her skirt back on. My cock of course was still standing firm with the stocking tied around it, desperate for relief. "Amanda," I spluttered, my mouth no longer covered by her sex, "shouldn't we now have some proper..." I didn't get to finish saying that because Amanda turned round and gripped the head of my penis. She rubbed it two or three times between her fingers and that was enough to make me come, squirting semen in an impressive arc onto my belly. Quickly she let go and allowed the rest of the semen to drip slowly as my cock began to shrink and grow flaccid. "Nice one, stud," she said as she wiped her fingers clean in my hair before finally untying my wrists. I felt a bit weird after all that, and I couldn't shake the feeling that I hadn't really been in control at all. Amanda scooped up her stockings and slid her bare feet into her shoes while I looked around for my discarded clothes. It now felt a bit awkward, so I dug out the DVDs and mumbled something about deciding to have an early night. To my surprise she slapped my ass and laughed. "Too intense for you, was it, stud? Never mind. Things will probably spice up soon." I had no idea what she meant by that. Anyway, the problems began when Ellie got back home a couple of days later. I was sitting in the living room reading a sports magazine when she stormed in, a furious look on her face, and in her right hand was a pair of Amanda's silk knickers that she waved in my face. "What the fuck is this, David?!" I confess I must have looked up in horror and the expression on my face must have been one of recognition, as Ellie slapped me hard across the face and started screaming abuse at me. "You've been sleeping with someone while I've been away! You fucking bastard!" I was dumb struck. How on Earth could Amanda have left those behind? How do you possibly not notice you're not wearing any knickers when you leave a house? I was in panic mode. Suddenly it looked like I was going to be out on my ear without a girlfriend, a home or any means of income. A ton of shit was about to rain down on me. And then I said the only thing I could think of to save my relationship, and stop me from being homeless. "They're mine," I said. "I like to wear girl's knickers." I held my breath. Would she buy it? Ellie paused, and then a curious look crossed her face. "Yours, David?" "Yes." I squirmed uncomfortably. It was the lesser of two evils. At least this way I might have a chance. She'd tell me not to do it again and I could rebuild some trust and... "How long has this been going on?" "Um... not long... I, uh..." I was making this up as I went along. "Just when you've been away." "Oh." Ellie looked very confused. "I don't know what to think about this. This is... not what I expected. I'm not sure how I feel about this. Maybe this explains some things." What the fuck did that mean? But I wasn't going to argue. "Look, it won't happen again. We'll throw them away and..." "Quiet, David." Ellie motioned that the conversation was at an end for tonight. "I'm going to think about this. This changes things." I was going to find out what she meant the next day when she returned from work earlier than usual. Did I still have a girlfriend? I was about to find out. "David, I've had a long conversation with Amanda about this." Oh shit... "I had to speak to someone and thankfully she was very supportive. She said it didn't come as too much of a surprise to be honest. Apparently she had always thought you might be one of those kind of men..." One of those kind of men? "In fact she made a recommendation that we're going to follow. I've asked her to come round tonight because she has some suggestions to make to you about your unhealthy obsession with wearing girls' knickers." No sooner had Ellie said that then the doorbell rang. "Talk of the Devil... that must be Amanda now." Ellie shot up and scurried to the door. I sat frozen with nerves, wondering what the Hell Amanda was playing at. Had she left the panties behind deliberately? Before I could formulate any kind of theory, Amanda strolled in from the hallway and dropped her handbag onto one of the armchairs. "I know I'm early, Elle, but you were so frantic earlier on today that I wanted to speak to David on your behalf as soon as possible." She turned to regard me. "Hello, David. So I hear you've been secretly wearing panties, hmm?" There was an amused look in her eye. Of course she knew the panties in question were her own. The question was, had she left them by accident or deliberately? "I had a long conversation with Ellie. As you can imagine she was really freaked out, especially finding out the way she did. Men, really! It would have been a lot easier if you had just 'manned up' and told her one night instead of leaving her to discover your secret the hard way. Perhaps you should begin by telling her how sorry you are, hmm?" "I'm really sorry, Ellie. I promise it won't happen again." "Uh-uh, Mr panty wearer, let's not go making promises you know you can't keep, yeah?" Amanda sat down opposite me and crossed her legs at the ankles. Shen gave me a long, somewhat amused look as if she was relishing my sudden predicament. "As it happens I know a bit about this kind of thing. The first thing you both need to understand is that someone who wants to wear women's underwear is never really going to change. It's something deep within them that they can't resist. The funny thing is I've been reading up on this kind of subject in my psychology class." I hadn't mentioned but Amanda Blake is in her second year of a part time Psychology course which makes her one of those insufferable people who believe they always know what's going on inside other peoples' heads. She steepled her fingers under her nose as she sat there deep in thought for a moment. "Okay, here's how we're going to approach this. I've thought about it and I feel this is the only way going forward. Ellie, I know how shocked you are to discover that your boyfriend gets excited at the thought of wearing a pair of panties, so we're going to see if and how you can cope with it in your relationship. And David, we're going to have to find out how deeply confused you are about your gender identity. I'm sure that at this stage in your development you don't really know what you want, do you? That's a rhetorical question by the way. So what I propose is a five day trial period. We let David wear all the silky knickers he wants for five days and during that time we'll see how Ellie reacts. Hopefully Elle, you'll come to realise that it's not the end of the world." "Amanda, look, I'm prepared to forego wearing any more panties for the sake of my relationship," I said quickly, having no desire to wear them at all, even for five minutes let alone five days. But the bitch just smiled softly and shook her head. "Oh David, you know it's not that simple. If you bottle up your needs, those needs will grow and grow and GROW until you find yourself becoming more and more frustrated and resentful to the point where it will ruin your relationship with my dear best friend, Ellie. I know you think you can give this up, but you don't realise how terrible that would be for you in the long run. I can help here because I'm a psychology student." There it was again, that insufferable smugness because she was halfway through an aeries-faerie degree course suitable only for landing her a job in a call centre once she got her diploma. "Thankfully there's a supportive organisation called The Birch Academy that exists to help, ahem, 'men' like you." The what? "The Birch Academy, David. Please pay attention. They keep a low profile but they understand your helpless needs and desires. How about we start off my logging you onto their website to complete some simple written tests and assignments to gauge and measure just how deeply into women's things you really are. Just think about it! You'll get to wear those lovely soft silky underthings you love, and then at the close of the week I can give you and Ellie a professional assessment of what the future will hold. How good is that?" "Look Amanda, I appreciate you're trying to help..." I had to pretend in front of Ellie that I thought Amanda genuinely was trying to help, even though it was clear to me now that the bitch was doing exactly the opposite. Amanda knew very well that those were her panties and she knew perfectly well that I lied about who was wearing them. The question remained, what exactly was she playing at now with all of this? "David, I really don't think Ellie is going to take no for an answer. Are you, Ellie?" Ellie lowered her head and sobbed a little. "This is all so sudden and so much to take on board, David. I don't know what to think. Amanda is right. We need to find out whether we can still be together now that I know this about you. It's such a shock." I could see she was close to tears. "See, if there is to be any future for the two of you now, we need to assess how Ellie feels when she sees you in panties on a daily basis, and how you feel now that your secret is out in the open and you don't have to hide your desperate needs any longer." Amanda had such a caring, serious expression on her face that I almost believed she meant it. "But Amanda..." "Or are you saying you simply want to give up on your relationship with Ellie and move out of here tonight? Is that the kind of selfish, uncaring man you really are?" added Amanda quickly. "No! Of course not!" I glanced back at Ellie in horror. She couldn't possibly want me to walk out, would she? And yet she seemed too distraught to look at me. "Well then, that's settled. Ellie will set up your web site account. It will set you your first assignment tonight to answer a number of questions that will give me more of an insight relating to your secret desires. I'll share your answers with Ellie of course, as she has a right to know how you feel. I will expect truthful answers, and then we'll see about what to do next. But the good news is you can wear all the pretty panties you want for the next five days. How happy does that make you, David?" "Very happy," I said with the most faked enthusiasm I could muster under these circumstances. Ellie stifled back a tear from where she sat on the sofa. "It'll be all right, Ellie. He's still your boyfriend, just, well, a bit different than how you imagined him to be." Amanda rose from her armchair and pointed to the computer in the adjoining room. "Come along." Amanda led me into the small office where the computer was housed. Sitting down on the swivel chair Ellie wiped away a tear, opened up a browser window and logged on to a site called 'The Birch Academy: Training Sissies since 1873' "Amanda told me about this site. It helps confused girlie men like you come to terms and understand themselves, and provides guidance to their confused girlfriends." "Uh, Ellie, I really don't think we need to..." I paused and looked again at the website title. "Training sissies since 1873? What the..." "Just a generic colloquial term for men who love to wear panties," explained Amanda as she motioned for me to stand next to Ellie. "In actual fact it's a very prestigious college of sorts. Some of our finest Judges, Aristocrats, Company Directors and Politicians have passed through its gates over the years, so you'll be in fine company." "Please, David, let me finish. Amanda was a bit vague on the details, but the site has a programme of sorts that will help you with your gender issues," explained Ellie. "I don't think I have any gender issues..." This was spiralling rapidly out of hand. "Here." Ellie brought up a page marked 'New Sissy Profiles'. "This is apparently where you need to start. I'm setting up an ID for you for the site." I watched as she typed in a name, 'Emma'. "Who's Emma?" "You are, silly. You can't log on as David. Amanda was quite clear on that point. You have to get with the programme, and the programme expects you to adopt a girl name throughout. There." She clicked the enter button. Now that she was doing something constructive, Ellie seemed to have brightened up as she generally did when she was being proactive. "All set up. Now let's read it together. Come here, babes." She patted the floor beside the one chair in the office room. Confused I knelt down beside her. "Good babes." she stroked my head as we studied the introductory text: Welcome to the Birch Academy, Emma. Do you feel lost and confused? Do you yearn for the touch of silken underwear against your skin? Do you gaze with fascination at the wonderful dresses and skirts on display in shop windows? Do you desperately wish you had been born a woman? Here at the Birch Academy we truly understand your needs and over the next five days our simple mentor programme will seek to determine exactly how much of a sissy you truly are. Working in conjunction with your current Mistress, be she wife, girlfriend, or significant other, you can feel reassured that you are taking those first delicate steps into becoming what you are truly meant to be. Cast aside those miserable preconceptions that you were born a man and you can therefore never live your life as a contented and submissive girl, for our introductory programme will seek to reassure you that change is possible as the days go by. "Ellie, this all sounds a bit freaky. Who are these people?" "Amanda says they can help you, and to be honest I want you to seek help, because I was really shocked yesterday when you told me that you secretly wear lingerie. But I want to help you and understand what this is all about for the sake of our relationship. So you sit yourself down here and scroll down to the bottom. You're going to sign up and be assigned a course mentor. Isn't that exciting?" I didn't think it was. "Please, Ellie..." "Emma, it's either this, or you can pack your bags tonight!" said Amanda as she leaned against the open doorway. "For fuck's sake, Ellie is practically bending over backwards to bravely try and understand all this kinky stuff about you, and she's actually pointing you to a place where you can find out the truth about yourself and all you do is whine. You're so ungrateful!" "You are," added Ellie as she turned to look at me with those beautiful big eyes. "I'm trying so hard here. It isn't easy for me. I'm going to make some coffee. Call me back when you've finished." "Okay, okay. I'm sorry." For fuck's sake! I swallowed as I knelt there at her feet, scanning down the rest of the instructions. Ellie rose from the chair and headed into the kitchen, leaving me alone with the scheming and manipulative Amanda Blake. So then, shall we begin? It's fun to follow instructions, isn't it? Good girls should always follow instructions and do as they're told. That way they don't get punished. Now in a moment you are going to close your eyes and try to empty any thoughts in your pretty, little airhead of yours. You'll want to focus on these simple introductory questions. To make things simple for a little sissy airhead like you, we've made them multiple choice, so there's no need to get all flustered and confused. Just pick the answer that most closely reflects the way you feel and always answer truthfully and honestly so that we can get to know you and understand your desperate hidden needs. 1) Have you always secretly wished you were a girl? a) YES, yes I have! Oh God, I so wish I was a girl! b) I've never dared admit this to anyone before now. It feels so good to admit how much I wish I was a girl. c) Everything about girls is wonderful! The clothes! The hair! The make-up! The shoes! Oh, how I wish I was a girl! "Aren't these basically the same kind of..." "Just select an answer, Emma," snapped Amanda with a stern warning raise of her eyebrows. Irritated, I pressed one of the buttons, but then to my alarm I found all the other questions followed a similar pattern as they appeared one after the other. 2) When are you happiest? a) When I'm wearing beautiful lingerie and a dress and gazing at myself in the mirror. b) When I'm imagining myself being accepted as a girl.Oh how I wish I was a girl! c) When I imagine how wonderful it would be if my wife/girlfriend wanted me to be her live in girl friend. "Amanda, none of these answers are ones that I can choose." "And how is that possible, hmm?" She gazed at the screen. "Correct me if I'm wrong, but you told Ellie that you secretly love to dress up in girlie lingerie, yes?" "Yes, but, um... look, you know..." "So, either you DO love to secretly dress up as a girl, and what you told Ellie was the truth, or..." she counted off the second option slowly on her fingers as I watched, "or you lied to her about all that, and I guess the truth is that you've been having a affair behind her back and the panties belong to a girl you fucked in this flat when Ellie wasn't around? Which is it, Emma?" "Amanda... That isn't..." "WHICH is it? Do you love panties, or are you a lying scumbag who fucks other girls when your loyal girlfriend isn't around? Shall I call Ellie in to contribute to this discussion?" "No! Please, no..." I glanced round to make sure she was nowhere in sight. "So?" "I love dressing in panties..." I whimpered. Amanda grinned. "But of course you do. So I suppose you're really happy and content when you're dressed in soft peach coloured silk lingerie, gazing at yourself in the mirror, aren't you?" "Yes..." I whispered, not knowing what else to say. "Then I think option one for this question is perfect, don't you?" I nodded and selected option one. "There, see, the answers are suitable after all. On you go. Just four more for you to read." 3) Do you ever fantasise about being a submissive maid? a) Oh yes, all the time! b) I can't think of anything more wonderful. Oh, how I wish I was a maid, at the beck and call of a strict Mistress. c) It's my biggest fantasy. It's who I secretly want to be. 4) If your girlfriend/wife told you you could wear girl's trousers or a dress which would you prefer? a) A dress every time! Oh God, yes, please let me wear a dress! b) Whatever she wants me to wear. A submissive sissy should always consider her Mistresses wishes first. c) You said 'dress' but I wish you'd said 'Maid's dress'... 5) Are you secretly in your heart a sissy? a) I am, yes, though I've always been ashamed of the fact and I think I need help to come to terms with it. b) I didn't always know, but taking this test has helped me realise that's who I am. But I don't know what to do to go forward from here... c) Yes, but I'm frightened that my girlfriend/wife won't accept me that way. Please can you help her understand my true place in life? 6) Would you like your girlfriend/wife to take you shopping for lingerie today? a) Yes please, but I'm afraid she wouldn't want to. b) Oh God, yes, but how do I dare tell her that? c) If only she would do that, I'd be the happiest sissy alive! "You're doing good, Emma. It's good to listen and follow instructions, isn't it? Now press submit and the website will send me the results." Amanda ruffled my hair as I knelt there by the computer desk. The stupid questionnaire had sounded even worse by the time I got to the end, but at least it seemed to be finished. I pressed the submit button and looked up at Amanda. "Can you call me David, please?" "Not while you're working through the five day Birch Academy programme, Emma. I don't want you getting confused. Ellie, you can join us again now." I heard movement from the kitchen area as my beautiful girlfriend returned to the office room and sat down again on the swivel chair. "How did it go?" asked Ellie with a slightly worried expression on her face. "Well, I have the results here now," said Amanda as she studied an e- mail on her mobile phone. "Shall I run through them for you?" "I suppose so." Ellie gazed me with a lack of enthusiasm that I found reassuring. It wouldn't be difficult to bring all this to a close today, no matter what Amanda was doing. "Okay, question one was: 'Have you always secretly wished you were a girl?' And Emma answered, 'I've never dared admit this to anyone before now. It feels so good to admit how much I wish I was a girl.'" Ellie stared at me in astonishment. Amanda quickly continued. "Question two: 'When are you happiest? Answer, when I'm wearing beautiful lingerie and a dress and gazing at myself in the mirror.'" "Oh God..." Ellie put her hand to her mouth. "Question three was 'Do you ever fantasise about being a submissive maid?' And Emma answered, 'It's my biggest fantasy. It's who I secretly want to be.'" "This is just... I mean..." Ellie was shaking her head now. "A maid? I'm not even sure I know what actually means..." "Question four, Ellie, was 'If your girlfriend/wife told you you could wear girl's trousers or a dress which would you prefer?' Emma's answer was 'A dress every time! Oh God, yes, please let me wear a dress!'" "David..." there were tears in Ellie's eyes now. "I just don't understand..." "Please, Elle, you must call her Emma over the next five days. It's very important for this whole thing to work. Question five: 'Are you secretly in your heart a sissy?' And the answer she chose was 'I am, yes, though I've always been ashamed of the fact and I think I need help to come to terms with it.'" "All right!" Ellie stood up angrily. "I've heard enough. That's enough questions! If that's what he really wants, I'll go along with it for five days, but only because I love him and I'm going to try and understand this. But a maid?" She stared hard at me. "You fantasise about being a maid?!" "Ellie, it's..." I tried to say, but Amanda quickly interjected with: "Don't worry about any of that. It's not even covered in the basic five day appraisal course. The Birch Academy doesn't believe in rushing things." She smiled sweetly and patted my knee. "So, here's the assessment. From the answers she gave, they conclude Emma is indeed a sissy and it is the opinion of the Birch Academy that she has been suppressing her true feelings since puberty to the detriment of her own personal happiness and fulfilment and any relationships she may have been in so far including...." Amanda offered a knowing smile to Ellie. "Well, I mean, all those problems the two of you've been having, Elle..." She tapped the side of her head. "I'm just saying... seems so obvious now, yes?" "Problems?" I looked up. "What are you talking about? We don't have problems..." But my beautiful girlfriend just dipped her eyes and nodded to what Amanda had said. What the hell? "It goes on to say that it is the opinion of the Birch Academy that an initial 5 day assessment of Emma is crucial to both her future happiness and your own, Elle. During this time you will both be mentored to ensure Emma comes to terms with what she needs in her life both for her own fulfilment and more importantly her ability to please you. To this end the Birch Academy is happy to assign one of their top mentors - top mentors, Elle!" Amanda smiled happily in a manner designed to encourage Ellie. "That is, the wonderful Mr Stirling - a man who will guide you both in what you need to do to turn what has understandably been a sudden culture shock for both of you into a first class relationship for the future." Amanda turned the phone screen towards Ellie. "You'll like Mr Stirling, Elle. He's very good at his... job. Here's his profile picture." "Oh!" Ellie suddenly blushed bright red and licked her lips. "That's him? Um..." She suddenly looked a bit flustered ,and as I watched she self consciously played with some long strands of her hair. From where I sat I couldn't see the picture at all. "He's very professional," said Amanda with a grin before switching the phone off. "I'll make a booking with him, yes? There's no charge for the 5 day assessment of Emma." "No charge you say? Well, if it's what David..." "Emma, Elle." "What Emma needs..." She pressed her legs together slightly as she added, "and this Mr Stirling would be working closely with me, I mean us during the five days?" "Very closely, Elle," said Amanda. "In particular he'll need to spend a lot of time on a one to one basis with Emma but then lots of time with you from day three onwards." "Oh!" Ellie sat up very straight and considered this for a moment. "Well, it sounds like it's all for the best for David, I mean, Emma then..." "So, Emma, are you wearing panties at the moment?" asked Amanda before I could offer my own opinion of all this. "Um, not right now, no... boxers..." Of course I wasn't wearing bloody panties! "For tonight you can borrow one of Ellie's pairs for going to bed in, but as a treat you'll buy your own tomorrow. That brings us to question, number six, Elle: Would you like your girlfriend/wife to take you shopping for lingerie today? And this is really important for both of you now because Emma answered, 'If only she would do that, I'd be the happiest sissy alive!'" "You... you want me to take you lingerie shopping?" Ellie once again was finding it hard to take this in. "It would be a huge step forward for both of you, Elle. And it would mean such a lot to Emma." Amanda coaxed my girlfriend with an understanding and kindly expression. "Okay," Ellie let out a huge sigh and suddenly gave me a big hug, which I hadn't expected. It's brave of you to confess all this to me, Emma. I know you're probably finding it difficult to express these feelings at first, but over the next few days it will get easier. Amanda said it would. Here..." she gave me another hug. "I'm going to try and understand all of this as the week goes by, but it's going to be difficult for me at times. But let's see if it makes us stronger by the end of the week. Yes." She looked me deep in the eyes. "Yes I WILL go lingerie shopping with you tomorrow. I'll do this for YOU, babes." My shock and surprise was interrupted only by the sound of Amanda clapping in what I suppose was meant to seem like congratulatory encouragement for a significant breakthrough. The scheming, calculating bitch! Ellie meant what she said. By early evening the next day I was wearing girlie knickers - soft silk ones from the Rosie Huntington-Whiteley range. It's bad enough wearing them, but Ellie insisted I visited the M&S lingerie department with her to pick them out, thinking that was what I really wanted to do. Normally I'd get away with people thinking I was just tagging along with my hot girlfriend, but Ellie kept asking me what colours I liked to wear, and whether I wanted briefs or Brazilians or Midis, and I was terrified that the other shoppers close by might hear. And then of course when we were there she dropped the bombshell that I wasn't prepared for - she asked what size I usually wore. I mean, I don't know what size I am in girl clothes. Why would I? But obviously I'm supposed to know if I'm secretly wearing girl knickers. I blushed, afraid of choosing a size that patently wouldn't fit me and all the while Ellie was looking me carefully in the face. "Surely you know what size you are, Emma? What size do you normally buy?" "Please don't call me Emma in public, Ellie. People will hear you." "We've been through this, Emma. Amanda told me all about it. I think I remember the reasoning behind calling you Emma... something along the lines of it's part of your affirmation process over the next five days for the Birch Academy. Amanda told me the programme is compromised if I use your boy name when you're exploring the feminine side of your gender crisis. You'd get all confused and start sulking and then we'd see a, um, what did she call it... a 'negative Erg'." "What's a 'negative Erg'?" I asked. "I'm not sure to be honest. I think it;s an advanced psychology term that refers to relapsing back to your confused and unhappy state. I wouldn't want you to suffer that, Emma! To be honest I'm still not sure about this myself, but Amanda seems to know what she's talking about. She's a second year Psychology student, remember? That makes her the expert here, yes? You're so lucky she was only too happy to help us out. Now sizes. Come on." She clapped her hands together to get my full attention. "What size panties do you usually buy?" "I..." what could I say? 8? 12? 16? I had no idea. What did those numbers mean? Hanging on the racks on their tiny little plastic hangers, the silk knickers all looked the same size regardless of the numbers. "You were telling me the truth when you said those panties were yours, Emma?" Was it my imagination or did she deliberately raise her voice a bit? A couple of women glanced around in our direction and looked at me. I blushed red again and tried not to meet their gaze. I had to think quickly, and so I said the first thing that I felt could save me. "Ellie... I have something else to confess. I stole those knickers. I was too embarrassed to buy my own. I don't know what size they were." It was the only thing I could think of to get myself out of this dilemma. "You... stole the knickers?" Ellie gave me a very black stare. "Whose knickers did you steal? Someone we know I guess? Unless you were shoplifting, but I guess you'd select a particular size if you were. Did your knickers belong to one of my friends?" I nodded helplessly. "Disgusting. I am really angry about this, Emma. You stole from one of my friends to feed your private little kink for girlie knickers. How long have you been doing this? No, wait! Don't tell me! Oh my God, we really can't risk you developing any negative Ergs, can we? Oh, why, oh why, couldn't you just girl up and buy some panties of your own if that's what you wanted? There will be consequences for this, Emma. I'm going to have to talk to Amanda about this and see what she thinks." "Please don't..." "Quiet." Ellie turned around to locate a shop assistant. "Excuse me," she called out to the young girl who couldn't have been much more than nineteen years old. "I need some help with lingerie sizing." "Ellie, no! What the fuck?" I whispered quietly between my teeth. "One more word out of you and you'll be sleeping on a friend's couch tonight, understand?" I nodded glumly as the shop assistant came over. She obviously assumed Ellie was the one who needed some help, but Ellie quickly put her straight. "My boy-friend here," she indicated me, "wants to buy some panties, but he doesn't know what size he needs. I'm guessing a 10 or a 12, but could do with your advice." The sales girl smiled in barely concealed glee. "Oh wow. We do get a lot of men coming in here to buy lingerie for themselves, but they're not usually so open about it. Good for you," she added to me. "I see you're looking at the Rosie range. It's our best seller. But I wouldn't go for the Brazilian cut knickers - they probably don't have enough room for your boy bits, if you know what I mean. It's a common mistake a lot of guys make. You wouldn't believe how many of them go straight for the tiniest panties, not thinking they won't cover their boy bits up. Here, try these Print Silk High Leg knickers with French designed Rose Lace. They're so pretty, but they're also perfect for a boy. I'd say you want a size 10 actually. Honestly, once you start wearing these you won't ever want to go back to boy panties. They're ever so lush." "Oh, I don't think he's going back to boy panties," said Ellie. "He's been doing this in secret up to now when he could get away with it, so I guess now that he can do it with me knowing, he won't want to wear anything else. Will you, Emma?" Even my blushing was blushing now. I just nodded, wishing that the ground would swallow me up. "And if you love these," continued the sales girl, "then you'll want the matching range of printed silk chiffon French knickers, again with French designed Rose Lace to die for. I'm thinking you should maybe match them with the silk chiffon camisole as luxury night wear. What does he wear to bed at the moment?" she asked Ellie. "An ugly grey t-shirt and 'faded in the wash' boxers," said Ellie with obvious distaste. "Think how much better he'll look in this camisole and french knicker set. He can wear them under his day clothes too if he wants." "I suspect he'll be begging me to let him do so," said Ellie for an exasperated sigh. "My friend Amanda warned me that boys start with panties but that's only the beginning..." "Oh that's so true," said the sales girl. "They really get hooked on the feel of all that silk and chiffon. You'd be amazed how horny it gets them..." She winked knowingly as I stood there, thinking, hey, don't talk about me as if I'm not actually here! "That could be a problem, because he's always pestering me for sex as it is. I work late hours and I'm often tired when I get home, and he does this thing where he starts rubbing his little stiffie against my thigh when we're in bed together, as if that's going to be a huge turn on for me when I've just got back from eleven hours of legal work." "Ellie! That sort of thing is private!" I gasped. "That's okay," said the sales girl as she touched my forearm. "It's girl talk. We talk about things like this all the time. You'll get used to it." "But..." "Oh, and this would be so cute.." the sales girl moved to a nearby display rack and selected a matching pure silk border print wrap. "It will go with the French knickers and camisole tops when he's walking around the flat in the morning." "Well, these all sound good selections," said Ellie. "We'll take five pairs of the high leg knickers, two pairs of the French knickers, three camisole tops, and one wrap." Ellie gazed at me. "I suppose I'm going to have to pay for all this, unless you've earned some money recently?" I looked down at my feet. It was a sore point that I hadn't found a new job in the last three months. "I'm guessing he helps around the flat a lot while he's off work?" asked the sales girl as she began to select the items we were buying. "Hardly." Ellie rolled her eyes in despair. "I usually find him on the xbox with a bottle of beer when I come home. The dishes are never done." "It's none of my business," said the sales girl, "but you could always assign him some chores on a girlie points system to pay for his girlie things. Say, one girlie point per pound you spend. That way he'll feel better for paying his way." "Look, this isn't really anything to do with you, and I'd rather you didn't..." I began. "Hush, Emma." Ellie gave me that look again. "That's a splendid idea. We'll start tomorrow. You could do three hours of chores per day, at five girlie points per hour, and you'll soon have paid for all your lingerie." "What sort of chores?" "We'll talk about that later, Emma." Ellie passed the sales girl her credit card. "Thank you so much. You've been a great help. I've really not been sure about any of this, so talking to you has helped immensely." "Any time, Miss. And when he's ready for his first bra, please come back and I'll be glad to help out." "First bra?!" I squealed. "His first bra? Will he be needing one?" Ellie seemed doubtful. "Well, if you don't mind me saying so, he's wearing a tight t-shirt and I can see he has a tiny bit of boobage already. A lot of men do. You can especially notice it if you look at him side on. A dainty little padded A cup would probably work wonders for his figure." "Oh. Well, something to think about in future." Fuck, I thought to myself as I was given the bag full of silk and chiffon lingerie. Thank God this affirmation thing is only for another three days. After that I can say I'm no longer into wearing panties. Yeah, I'll say the affirmation thing has cured me. I mean, how bad can it get?

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THe Academy Part 1 Life had never been fair to Amber andApril. Losing their mom seven years ago, and then living with Marcia thelast five was difficult, to say the least. Marcia had been a young bride for theirfather upon the girl's mother passing, and never wanted children for herself,let alone two step daughters approaching their teen years. When the fatherdied suddenly, Marcia had to find a way out. When Marcia received a letter from FatherJohnson at the St. Mary's Academy for girls, her...

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Futanari Academy

Act 1: Orientation Note: Make sure to like the chapter and the story. So I know how many people are fans of this. Welcome to Bloom Academy, a private school in upstate New York that has often prided itself in turning out individuals with exceptional creative drives and turning wild childs into an upstanding and functioning adult. Like a baby flower, they will help you bloom hence the name. The college has often been compared to the new Ivy Elite, and somehow you were invited to come attend...

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Q Is for Quest Academy

Quest Academy for Wayward Girls specialized in teaching and disciplining naughty girls between the ages of 14 and 16. What the girls learned was to accept their discipline and submit to all figures of authority. At the end of their training they would be sent back to their parents or guardians who invariably were delighted with the results and never regretted the tuition costs. The school, staffed exclusively by men, did not strive to purge its students of their naughtiness. Rather its regimen...

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Eric Olafson Midshipman Vol 4Part 78 NEWPORT ACADEMY

We all had a good night’s sleep and used one of our own Cargo skimmers that was part of the Destroyers equipment to fly back instead of walking and were told to join all the other cadets in a large assembly hall with flags of the Union hanging from the ceiling where I estimated perhaps 600 senior Cadets had gathered. There were no chairs, everyone was standing. At one end of the assembly hall was a raised platform and a lectern with the Newport Academy logo. I saw an Admiral coming in. I...

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Walker Academy

Walker Academy by Alyssa Davis Chris was summoned to meet with the Dean of Admissions at the Walker Academy of Nursing. After earning an associate degree in Business Administration at a junior college, he had entered a competition for a two year scholarship in nursing at Walker with his goal towards Nursing Administration, and was eagerly waiting for the results. He had learned that Walker, a very well accredited school associated with a large medical facility in a campus...

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The Serendipity Of Freedom Part 1 The Naval Academy

Author's note: Please feel free to post this story to any free site, as long as the following conditions are met. It shall not be posted to any site charging a fee for reading it, either direct or indirect (avs), the story remains fully intact, and the original author shall be credited in entirety. This story contains harsh language and scenes of a frank sexual nature and is not suitable for younger readers. Also if you are offended by Transgendered, Gay, and Lesbian themes,...

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The academy

"So you really think that our mistress Madlyn Towers replied, "Yes, I really do, we've had great success here at Coldridge handling the type of problem that Peggy has, and I'm sure after just a few short days she'll be writing you a thank you letter for making this decision!!!" Mary and Tom Nash exchanged glances, before turning to Peggy and asking, "Tell us the truth now, honey, do you really want to stay here," while all three adults turned and waited anxiously for the eighteen year old to...

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Lakehaven Academy

{if Days = 1}You are reading the story in Game Mode.{else}Please click Start Game before you begin reading, or parts of the story won't make a lot of sense.{endif} You wake up in your dorm room on your first morning as a student at Lakehaven Academy. Just a week ago, you had never heard of this place; now, it seems, you will be here for the foreseeable future. You think back over the unlikely chain of events that led to you ending up in this dingy room. Aged eighteen, you recently failed your...

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Crystal Lake Academy

Crystal Lake Academy By: Malissa Madison Sitting at my vanity in my matching white satin and lace bra, panty and silky stockings. My hair done up in the schools prescribed loose pigtails I began on my makeup. My hand shook with nervousness as I started to do my mascara, and I had to stop twice before poking myself in the eye. Why the hell was I so nervous now? I knew the answer to that. I was still asking myself different questions, how had I ended up here? And what have I gotten...

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An Historical Birching

Janice was lucky.She had been looking for employment for a few months now and when she heard the The Monastery of Repentance had a vacancy for a cleaner she decided to apply.She was successful.Janice was set the task of cleaning the library and private rooms of the Nun's and Monk's,she was paid a good wage ,the only draw back came when her work was deemed not up to scratch,then Janice found herself over the knee of Prioress Gertrude.Janice loved cleaning in the library,especially by day when...

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A Severe Birching

Years ago i was 18 at the time in the English Channel Island of Guernsey. I and a lad called John Edwards he was a man really as he was 21.We stole a car there was a purse in the glove box with 5 pounds in it, quite a lot of money in those times. We of course spent it went from pub to pub gave a couple of pounds away and eventually spent the lot so just began driving around. We were pretty drunk and caught the attention of a patrol car. Edwards tried to get away but came to a round about kept...

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The First Realm Lee Ki Jungs storyChapter 16 Jade Academy

Ki Jung wakes up refreshed after two hours of actual sleep. She heads outside to the outhouse to take care of business, with the help of TP she brought with her. Then she returns and finds both mother and son up. Auntie is getting ready to go out and do business while Min Joon makes breakfast. He attends a school that teaches reading and writing, math, spellwork, and martial arts. This is his final year. Next, he will have to decide on whether he will continue to learn spellwork, martial...

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Stella slave training academy

I am 18 years old, beautiful with irresistible luminous dark blue eyes, honey blond hair and mmmm a virgin. One fine night I wanted to get drunk badly so I left to the local pub. I was sitting all alone with a beer and suddenly a lady flashed a brilliant smile on my face. We introduced each other and she ordered two shots of tequila for each of us. The chat continued until I had a shot of tequila then I remember nothing. 2. New to the Stella slave training academy When I woke up, I was...

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Saints Academy

Saints Cross Academy is the premiere college preparatory boarding school for the residents of Saint Miller's Crossing for ages (18-20). This schools primary focus is to preparer the newly of age for the rigors of young adulthood. Located a few miles out of Saint Miller's Crossing adjacent to the Federally protected forest lands in the west of town atop of Crucifix Hill. At Saints Academy you will be prepared to enter the workforce or to continue your studies at this institution of higher...

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Kunstler Academy

When I came to Kunstler Academy, a high school situated in the Catskills of NY, I had no clue what I was in for. I came here as a fat nerdy kid with big glasses, and of course my first stop was the library. They had big trunks of books that people had donated to the library, and the librarian had riffled through the titles in most boxes, picked out the interesting ones, and was letting anybody else take whatever they wanted before she sent it all to the dumpster. At the bottom of one trunk,...

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Kylan Academy

Chapter One - Grace        "You know that you deserve this, correct?" A stern male voice admonished from beyond the closed door.        "...Your kidding me, right?!  Like, there's no way you can do this!  It was my first time!" A haughty, insolent young girl replied.        That comment elicited a smirk from the administrative assistant sitting to the left of Grace.  Grace brushed a loose lock of luxurious purple hair from her visage as she wondered why the lady behind the computer was finding...

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Sbbe Stories From the Academy

SbbeStory1 I?m a member of the Academyhttp://www.bdsmlibrary.com/academy/I do tasks for Taskmasters and have a lot of what I call Sbbe Stories. A Task Master thinks up the idea for the task and then I as a performer, am privileged to perform it. I want to share the little stories that come from the tasks. Enjoy. ****Performed for Hawk_Fann The photographer was going to be here at 11 so I hurried through my workout on the treadmill. The shower helped me finish waking. I was feeling a bit...

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Schools Out at the Witch Academy

School's Out at the Witch Academy by C The attack worked perfectly. The witch hunters had surrounded thewitch settlement, then gone in undetected. By the time they knew what washitting them, it was too late. Captain Charmaine Landis, fay- and witch-killerextraordinaire, had been assigned the task of pacifying the dorm at theWitch Academy. Severely wounded in a sortie six months before, she hadwhat everyone believed would be an easy assignment this time. Since personnelwere spread thin, and...

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Adam Amateur Amour Academy

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Wintermoor Academy

January 1st. That’s the day admittance to Wintermoor is permitted. In every mage guild in every city across the earthly Plane is host to a gate to Wintermoor, it’s one of the few institutions that teach magic after all, they kinda have to. The fee for entry is steep, the cost of staying is even higher, and not entirely monetarily either. You’ve heard stories of those who come back claiming, to stay they had to give up a part of their soul, literally. Either that or go so far into debt that even...

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Marvel Superhero Academy

You have just begun your first year at Winchester Academy, a privately funded academy for young adults with super powers. This is one of several such institutions across the country established to guide the young in controlling their powers. With the success of the school backing the X-men, there was little real resistance to establishing these institutions, especially with the rise in the number of super powered individuals. Some of these academies have less than savory reputations, but this...

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Mage Academy

My name is Amberlyn and I am a mage. We are not like normals and go to schools only other mages use. Even as young children it is normal for teachers to help us learn to control our power. I have always been smart even if I had started school a year behind. Until just before I started at the mage academy I never thought of girls. Mages attend locals schools until they are thirteen or fourteen and then they are sent to academies. I boarded the old looking steam boat and headed for the cabin on...

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The Sensual Academy

The Sensual AcademyAn addendum to the story, The Hotel.This story will stand alone, but will have more context if The Hotel is read first.Prelude.My name is Fatimah bint Mahmoud bin Abdulaziz Al-Fulan - my Master calls me Teema.   I was his ward until I reached my twentieth birthday.  The reason that I actually reached that date, is due to his kindness in keeping me safe from a certain set of relatives in my native country.   My parents were fairly important government employees in the foreign...

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The Academy

Shit got real. I'm not a bad guy, but I have to admit, I've caused a little bit of trouble in my first 21 years of life. Some of it probably would have landed me in jail...if I had let myself be caught by the police, but so far I haven't. I've proven myself to be pretty good at escaping from just about every situation. It was a skill I was going to need. I was out for a walk. Okay, I was out looking go score. My usual dealer, Scotty, had gotten busted, so I'd gone down near the park where I...

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The Scythian Academy

The Scythian AcademyThe Scythian Academy  Preface This story is copyright 2006 by the author.  All rights reserved.  Please contact the author at LadyDena [at] hotmail [dot] com if you would like to request permission to copy, archive, distribute, or do anything else with this story that requires the author's permission under copyright law. This story is a work of fiction about males being abused, dominated, and humiliated in a school environment.  Unless you enjoy reading about this sort of...

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Gray Rock Academy

“Hello?” was spoken in a tired and annoyed voice. “Hello yes… is this cadet lieutenant Tyler Morse?” He’s sit up in his bed knocking most of the blankets off “its cadet captain Morse now, but yes this is him”. The soft woman’s voice spoke again “my name is Corporal Jenkins of the Whitesville police...we have um…your brother here sir he said he is a cadet at the academy?” he moved to sit on the edge of his bed “my brother?” “Yes sir your brother max?”He thought for a moment “oh yeah…my...

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Astor Heights Boys Academy

Author’s note: This story is completely fiction and is bases on a story line supplied by a reader. I took the basic story line and embellished it. This story will contain vaginal, oral, anal, group and bi-sexual sex. All characters are at least 18 years of age. The story got a little long so I will submit it in chapters. In this chapter you will meet the school nurse and some of her lovers. PRELUDE Andy was nervous as hell when he arrived at Nurse Millie’s office. He had just turned 18 years...

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Adventures at Hardonis Academy

New Student=s First Day Part 1 By Victor Lavay ‘Welcome to Hardonis Academy.’ The distinguished looking Principal said from behind his desk as Sandra walked into his office. ‘Have a seat.’ He pointed the young girl to a big comfortable chair in the centre of the room. She quickly took her place as ordered. Her parents had told her that the school could be a lot of fun, but it would be strict on discipline. They assured her, the punishments were not something she would ever forget. So Sandra...

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The Slut Academy

 The Sexual Academy Dedicated to providing the utmost in satisfaction Dedicated to the training of Wives, Mistresses, Maids, Husbands, Grooms, etc. 224 Glenferrie Rd. Malverne  SE 4 * Phone U 4761 Inquiries WelcomeOur calling card had been profusely distributed in all the best Gentlemen’s Clubs in London and had proven to be hugely successful. In less than six months we were already at full capacity. We could only accommodate a dozen pupils at a time. Tomorrow two pupils would graduate, and we...

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Knights Cross Academy

The morning had started out like any other. When he opened his eyes his ears were met with the usual sounds of the early morning. Loud drunken laughter, gunshots and what he later determined was someone getting their ass beat drifted through his slightly cracked window. These were the usual sounds of the morning and thus received no more than a fraction of his attention. One issue that did attract his attention was the thought that today also represented the first he would spend at his new...

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Life at Honnouji Academy

Your day begins the same as it always does; you wake up, brush your teeth, throw on your school uniform, and toss a piece of toast in your mouth as you scurry out the front door. You quickly make your way around the corners and through the alleys of your beat up little town and come upon a cable car stationed at the foot of a hill. As usual, the struggle to get through the doors is an arduous one, but you manage to squeeze your way past the other students wiggling their way on before you get...

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Adventures at Hardonis Academy

New Student=s First Day Part 1By Victor Lavay "Welcome to Hardonis Academy." The distinguished looking Principal said from behind his desk as Sandra walked into his office. "Have a seat." He pointed the young girl to a big comfortable chair in the centre of the room. She quickly took her place as ordered. Her parents had told her that the school could be a lot of fun, but it would be strict on discipline. They assured her, the punishments were not something she would ever forget. So Sandra...

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Marigolds Academy

Lucy had heard of the school, but had never believed it actually existed Lucy had heard of the school, but had never believed it actually existed.? Myths and lurid stories were rife but most people thought they were all made up.? Yet here she was, about to walk through the gates of Marigold's Academy for Wayward Girls.? She would soon discover that the rumours about the school were largely true. As she was marched by her escorting guard along the pathway to the main reception area...

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Desperate Days At Puddledrip Academy

Puddledrip Academy is a prestigious university located in Britain. All of the students come here to enhance their knowledge and develop their career opportunities. The university has been around since the 1700s and is constantly modernised to suit modern standards. Even the plumbing is updated regularly, ensuring that the pipes keep things flowing smoothly. However, this doesn't mean that things won't go wrong. It had been early morning at Puddledrip, and the maintenance staff were doing their...

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St Francis of Asissies Correctional Academy

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Destination Mars Part 2 The Jr Academy

After living his childhood on a government ordered rural farm with his parents, Hardy Cochran at the age of seventeen had been recruited for a special academy; training young men and women for an astronaut program. Mankind had squandered almost all of the world’s resources and now governments were collecting gifted children and training them to save the planet. Some were sent to colleges where forestry was taught. These youngsters job would be to figure out a way to stop deforestation, speed...

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Riding Academy

Bobby Garfield was taking a walk around the property he had inherited from his grandmother. It was an old farm with a large stone farmhouse, a large wooden barn with stables underneath. It had been almost completely restored, but as a computer consultant, he had little time for country living. He kind of liked living in the big city and the variety of women it offered. He had trouble envisioning running a computer consulting business, an hour and a half away from Philadelphia, or trying to...

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