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Stephen Hart felt groggy and unsettled. He seemed dazed or maybe even drugged as he stirred. He’d been slumped over, almost lying down on a rather comfortable light grey couch. With some difficulty, he rose and stood unsteadily. He was looking around a reception area in a large room of what appeared to be some kind of business, hospital, clinic, or perhaps a college.
The confused young man saw a logo for “Whole-New-You Inc.” engraved into the huge front doors, on posters, and elsewhere. He found a stack of brochures with the same logo and the tag line, “Transitions and Transformations—no change is too drastic. Don’t like the current you? We’ll make you into a Whole-New-You!” All this meant...something to Stephen. He couldn’t remember how he’d arrived here, but he thought that maybe a “Whole-New-You” was exactly what he needed?
The last thing he could remember, before waking up in this well-furnished but oddly off-putting place, was yet another vicious confrontation with his twin sister, Stephanie. They were the only children of a wealthy, well-connected family. She looked like an angel. Her pretty little nose, full lips, and honey-blonde hair combined into classic feminine beauty. On him, those same features made him look somewhat plain, if not sissyish.
Stephen felt his anger rise as he recalled her words from that day some uncertain number of weeks ago. In this memory, his sister was mocking him, as usual. This time, she was spouting some utter nonsense, even more outlandish than ever before.
The first time she’d feminized him was when they were about eleven years old, he recalled. There was a “Brownies” meeting at their house. Their mom was the “den mother” or whatever they called it. Stephy’s best friends Jillian, Katie, Marnie, Anissa, and Alexa—Stephen’s crush—were there. As he remembered the long-passed incident, he relived the frustration and helplessness he felt, and balled his fists angrily. Waves of abject humiliation washed over him until he nearly collapsed, overwhelmed by shame.
The critical twenty minutes or so without adult supervision gave the girls all the time they needed to force Stephen out of his clothes and into a complete Brownies’ outfit. He tried to escape their clutches, but the girls tackled him and dressed him exactly as they were dressed: in panties, a training bra, and a sheer white girlish blouse, as well as the Brownies skirt and vest, the cute little matching cap, brown girls’ knee socks, and saddle shoes.
The girls then put light makeup on him, fully feminizing Stephen’s face, and giving his lips a glossy pink shine. The eye shadow and mascara brought out his big blue eyes, and the rosy blush emphasized his cheekbones, making them more pronounced than any boy’s should ever be. Finally, they draped a Brownies sash over his shoulder. It was covered with pins and badges for achievements like sewing and baking, along with pink and lavender buttons saying “Girl Power” and “Junior Miss Future Leader.”
Ecstatic, the girls mercilessly teased him, saying he must have wanted to join in as a girl. They knew this because he was spying on them and must be, as they put it, jealous of them and their cute uniforms. They refused to listen to his explanations. Anyway, he was too embarrassed to admit he was indeed spying, but only because he was infatuated with Alexa. It was absolutely mortifying!
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Sneak Preview for Mature Audiences OnlyStephen Hart felt groggy and unsettled. He seemed dazed or maybe even drugged as he stirred. He’d been slumped over, almost lying down on a rather comfortable light grey couch. With some difficulty, he rose and stood unsteadily. He was looking around a reception area in a large room of what appeared to be some kind of business, hospital, clinic, or perhaps a college.
The confused young man saw a logo for “Whole-New-You Inc.” engraved into the huge front doors, on posters, and elsewhere. He found a stack of brochures with the same logo and the tag line, “Transitions and Transformations—no change is too drastic. Don’t like the current you? We’ll make you into a Whole-New-You!” All this meant...something to Stephen. He couldn’t remember how he’d arrived here, but he thought that maybe a “Whole-New-You” was exactly what he needed?
The last thing he could remember, before waking up in this well-furnished but oddly off-putting place, was yet another vicious confrontation with his twin sister, Stephanie. They were the only children of a wealthy, well-connected family. She looked like an angel. Her pretty little nose, full lips, and honey-blonde hair combined into classic feminine beauty. On him, those same features made him look somewhat plain, if not sissyish.
Stephen felt his anger rise as he recalled her words from that day some uncertain number of weeks ago. In this memory, his sister was mocking him, as usual. This time, she was spouting some utter nonsense, even more outlandish than ever before.
The first time she’d feminized him was when they were about eleven years old, he recalled. There was a “Brownies” meeting at their house. Their mom was the “den mother” or whatever they called it. Stephy’s best friends Jillian, Katie, Marnie, Anissa, and Alexa—Stephen’s crush—were there. As he remembered the long-passed incident, he relived the frustration and helplessness he felt, and balled his fists angrily. Waves of abject humiliation washed over him until he nearly collapsed, overwhelmed by shame.
The critical twenty minutes or so without adult supervision gave the girls all the time they needed to force Stephen out of his clothes and into a complete Brownies’ outfit. He tried to escape their clutches, but the girls tackled him and dressed him exactly as they were dressed: in panties, a training bra, and a sheer white girlish blouse, as well as the Brownies skirt and vest, the cute little matching cap, brown girls’ knee socks, and saddle shoes.
The girls then put light makeup on him, fully feminizing Stephen’s face, and giving his lips a glossy pink shine. The eye shadow and mascara brought out his big blue eyes, and the rosy blush emphasized his cheekbones, making them more pronounced than any boy’s should ever be. Finally, they draped a Brownies sash over his shoulder. It was covered with pins and badges for achievements like sewing and baking, along with pink and lavender buttons saying “Girl Power” and “Junior Miss Future Leader.”
Ecstatic, the girls mercilessly teased him, saying he must have wanted to join in as a girl. They knew this because he was spying on them and must be, as they put it, jealous of them and their cute uniforms. They refused to listen to his explanations. Anyway, he was too embarrassed to admit he was indeed spying, but only because he was infatuated with Alexa. It was absolutely mortifying!