Intro

Jake had always been a player at heart and he was blessed with everything he needed to get every girl he set his mind to. At 6’2” he was really tall, his chin length wild dirty blond hair and deep grey eyes had something mesmerising to them. On top of all that he was built rather athletically, lean muscle was visible all over his body. Having entered college on a sports scholarship and having made it all the way to team captain Jake had quite the position to woo the girls with as well.

Marcy’s epilogue

It had taken Marcy a while after John was finally permanently gone from her life to truly relax. She had felt his eyes and control on her for so very long that even now after weeks she still felt like she was being watched at times. It was always slightly unsettling, but in the end she managed to tell herself that it was just her imagination, after all if John hadn’t been gone he would have certainly reared his ugly head by now.

John’s Epilogue/ alternative ending, what if John had won

"Want to play Girly Chicken?"

I blinked and stared at Evan, totally confused. Evan was my childhood friend and current roommate. Both of us were students at the Tiresias College for Mages. He was a pretty tall guy, skinny as a rail, with a fairly androgynous face. And if we're being honest, a fairly androgynous voice too. As for me? Well, I'm... average. Black hair, blue eyes. A couple inches shorter than Evan. Not skinny but not fat. Like I said, average. Oh, and my name is Jason.

"I put my self-doubt aside. The question was, who did Liz think I was? And, could I be that person?"

Chapter 51

Anxiously Lisa watched the clock tick on, hoping that the syringe Linda had arranged would arrive in time. The clock ticked way too fast to her liking and with every passing minute the chance of that syringe arriving in time grew slimmer and slimmer. Sure it was to be expected, Linda had told that she doubted it could make it in time, yet she had put all her hope on exactly that.

“Welcome To Nevada, The Silver State.”

I rubbed my hands together and opened the book to the 101st page, the exact middle. I was shivering with anticipation. 'This is it,' I thought. 'Today's the day I join the coven'.

Chapter 5

Victor was dressed in a very juvenile outfit, a pair of soft pink bib overall, the shorts were very short and awfully tight, pressing on his chastity cage, pushing it back while the back seam really dug into his bottom, creating a small lifting effect for his butt cheeks. Pants in this store were no better than skirts at all. The front had the words “CC’s Cutest Sissy” Embroidered on them. He felt anything but cute though. Underneath that overall he wore a simple baby blue t-shirt with short puffed up sleeves and a V-neck.

The advert looked too good to be true. A room in a mansion, free rent in exchange for housework. Mark was between jobs and was living in a rundown bedsit. He had been mugged twice and had ran out of money.

TheTrap

I know a lot of you don't like it when I write this femdom stuff. I wrote this after chatting to Freddie Clegg. He has written many stories set in "New Order" Britain.

It is a bit like Beverly Taff's "Feminine Queendom". The main difference is many of the women for some inexplicable reason seem to be into dominating men. Well this is just fantasy anyway.

The continued story of my dive into my gender-fuelled mental break down. Again, this touches on emotions that you might feel upset about if you are not stable yourself, so be sure to feel safe before you read this.

In this part Daniel and I chat on IRC (yeah ancient Discord :D) and in my emotional imbalance the whole situation causes more emotions to run out of control and confusion to take over.

This does have some very mild cybersex type scene.

Also, if you are interested in the book I talk about in this "Nearly Roadkill" you can find it: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/207201.Nearly_Roadkill

Also want to add that a long time ago, Dana Short also helped me a lot on this chapter (in fact the whole story, but this one the most).

Chapter 44

Marcy was counting the stock with Stephanie, a most humiliating tasks as she saw the full extend of what the CC boutique had on offer. There were so many outfits, too many, even each one just as embarrassing and impractical as the next. They came in a wide variety of colours, mainly pastel colours, yet pink in all shades remained the dominating colour. Her main problem was that she could very well imagine herself in all of these outfits with how similarly embarrassing they were to the ones she already owned.

Nick was pretty sure he led a normal married life of routine, and he did, until his wife, Jennifer, learns she can push him out of his comfort zone with a little 'hands-on' encouragement.

Chapter 43

Lunchtime passed by rather quietly. Stephanie, like everyday had prepared a healthy lunch for her and Linda. As instructed by her stepmother this morning though she had to make two big portions one for Linda and one for Stephanie to share with Marcy. Usually Stephanie only got to make a small portion for herself. Stephanie was the one to go serve Linda her food and drink in her office while she and Marcy were expected to eat in the employee lounge.

A Cam-eo Performance: "Saved By a Sissy”

(The third and final Cameo story of being ‘Caught With Consequences’)

Previously: John reflects

Black mailed. I had spent the weekend being physically and psychologically feminized by my wife, Peggy, because I had been a bad ‘girl’ while she was away on a business trip. My wife wanted retribution done in a very special and prolonged way; and I need to find a way to put an end to her vindictiveness.

"Is it really me ?", i said to myself looking at the mirror in disbeleif."How the hell did i end up here !!"

Chapter 39

Eventually though John decided he had enough. Giving Marcy a playful slap on her ass he spoke up. “Alright sissy, it’s time to get up and off my cock. I know how much you love having my cock in your ass, but don’t worry, you’ll get plenty more. When you get up I want you to grab onto your knees.” John said with a smirk and another slap for good measure.

Chapter 38

The following morning Marcy was rudely awakened by her alarm at 6:30 am. It was still very early and a bit nerve wrecking since her parents were still home. With her elaborate morning ritual she would need the time to get ready and be at John’s door by 8 am. God the last thing she wanted was to return to that bastard, but if she wanted to keep her secret secret then she would have to. At this point it wasn’t only the being turned out as a sissy that worried her, but also the sheer perverseness of all the things she had done to keep her secret.