To
be completely honest, I competely stole this storyline. That is to say,
it was initially an existing story by someone else I changed a bit to
suit my own personal preferences purely for masturbatory uses. The point
being that after these first adjustments I couldn't stop and kept
adding and correcting. At first I was just details but eventually it was
the whole reasoning and the underlying thought-processes I had to
ellaborate on or correct. So when I finally put it beside the original I
had completely rewritten it and it had become something almost
completely mine. If it bugs someone or if someone actually feels
plagiarized, I'll take it down but I do think I produced something
interesting here.
My stepmother was so very very excited! Tonight, her feminized son Marcella was finally going out on his first romantic date as a girl........with a very mature MAN!
When I tell people they usually think I'm making it all up as these things sound so completely unlikely to happen in real life, but over a number of years my cruel depraved stepmother, Lavinia, had actually purposely and very effectively been transforming me from a fairly normal teenage boy into a completely feminized pretend-girlfriend for much older men. Just over two years ago, my leacherous father had ran off with another woman, leaving Lavinia to care for me on her own. She didn't take it very well and I think she had a bit of a breakdown. Lavinia was actually a very beautiful and glamorous woman who had always played the perfect society trophy wife to him so her outrage was in first instance understandable but she took it a bit far. The point being that in response to his betrayal she in turn decided that she would take her own brand of poetic revenge on her cheating husband by virtually unmanning his only son,.... me.
At least that was part of her initial motivation for doing what she did but her enthousiasm and the obvious pleasure she seemed to get from my subjugation clearly said that it was at least partly for her own depraved sexual satisfaction. Certain forms of cruelty just seemed to turn her on.
And so, after two years of mind-altering drugs, strict training and a very thorough
Her authoritive but seductive voice telling me over and over again what I lucky girl I was and how much I would enjoy being in the arms of a masculine older man... |
Lavinia had posted Marcella's(my) profile on a dating website called Mandate.com, including some very sexy glamorous photos of me. The description said Marcella was 19 years old and exclusively interested in dates with much older gentlemen. Well, within days it seemed like almost a hundred more or less suitable men in the vicinity had eagerly responded. Lavinia was absolutely delighted when she discovered that she could subject her poor little Marcella to quite a few 'romantic' encounters with elderly men.
Lavinia had of course picked out some very elegant cocktail- and evening-dresses that were both exquisitely sexy and glamorous for her stepson to wear at such occasions. A strict diet combined with small doses of hormones and strict figure training had given her darling Marcella the shape and look of a very elegant young woman. And with relentless training and lots of practice, Marcella could now convincingly walk, talk and move like a real girl. And she didn't stop at the outward apearances, I was also been made very conscious of the
Lavinia had of course picked out some very elegant cocktail- and evening-dresses that were both exquisitely sexy and glamorous for her stepson |
And so now it was finally time for Marcella's first romantic encounter. The date was to take
place at a classy french restaurant downtown where Lavinia, wearing a wig and sunglasses sat at a nearby table and silently watched the complete show! Marcella's date, an almost distinguished looking executive in his late sixties, was practically drooling throughout dinner, eying the pretty young miss sitting at his table. What gave Lavinia even greater satisfaction was the fact that the man had turned out to be one of father's old business associates and drinking buddies. Although I vaguely recognised him and for a moment feared I would be recognized, I ferociously flirted with the older gentleman just like my stepmother had trained me to. For some reason we find it much easier to do and think what we are told than to make these decisions and choices ourselves. Especially if these decisions and choices are made by someone who we implicitly trust to be right like my rather formidable stepmother. In the end the things we are made to do or feel are not our responsibillity anymore and that almost results in a feeling of freedom... As long as those things don't clash with more deepfounded needs or wants we may have, not being responsible is ,a hell of an attractive concept. I think that must be one of the reasons for the success of stage-hypnotists.......
Watching the whole play, she so carefully planned, unfold for real, was getting Lavinia very
I ferociously flirted with the older gentleman |
Marcella was perfect, there was nothing left of his earlier fear and reluctance, and he was all coquettish gestures and furtive touches , just as Lavinia had instructed. |
With her head almost spinning with excitement about tonight's 'show', Lavinia rushed home already planning to arrange more 'romantic' dates for her pretty stepson.
Lavinia was already planning to arrange more 'romantic' dates for her pretty stepson |
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