The young son of a powerful business man is set up by his greedy cruel step sisters when his father marries. The punishment for his arrogance is worse than he ever imagined. The cruelty of the nation he lives in becomes too clear to him. He is put to trial by a corrupt judicial system and he sees the true cruelty of his step sisters. Can he endure it?

Shawn had badly miscalculated Dr. Cindel. He had obviously angered her enough that she said, "I think Shawn is a chauvinistic male and trouble maker and needs to be learn her place." She looked at him and gave him that evil look. "And I have just the place for you.

He looked at her in fear. This couldn't be good.

She gave Shawn a wicked smile and said, " Oh yes Shawn. I know right where to send you." She got on her phone " Yes this is doctor Cindel. I am sending you some one, He is a twelve year old boy, The name is Shawn. He is to be sent to Majdanek within the hour. And its your job to make sure that he returns, you hear me? He is to be returned unharmed, in one week. The judge will okay it. A hearing about his condition will take place when he returns in one week, to determine her future. Got that."

Shawn felt a chill rush though him when he heard what the doctor say. He had heard about Majdanek. It was a forced labor camp for troublesome males. Officers burst in and grabbed Shawn and within thirty minutes, He was rudely shoved into a train car that must had held hundreds of other young males. They were packed tight, he couldn't move. Some younger boys were even tossed on top of them when they ran out of room. The trip took several hours. He felt the train stop and someone roughly opened the door and yanked them out. The gate opened for them and lines of prisoners streamed in. It was about what he expected, but was still a brutal shock.

Most of the other prisoners were ill fed and weak. He walked along with the prisoners though the gate herded by brutal female guards and mean barking dogs. He felt even more afraid than he was with his sisters. What the fuck was this. There were several guards at the front of the line directed prisoners to either side of the camp. As he approached the front, He saw the guard direct the prisoners either to the right or left. He didn't have a clue what it was all for. But, one side he saw ominous smokestacks bellowing smoke into the air. Luckily, The woman seemed to recognize him and direct him to the other. But he felt sick as a woman directed an entire family to the other side. He felt tears rolling down his eyes.

He was roughly stripped, and examined by another female guard who laughed at him and then slapped him into the mud. He was given the regular prisons black and white stripped outfit and showed which prison block he was to sleep in. It was a regular prison shack that held roughly two hundred other inmates. The place was hot and stifling. The conditions were cramped and filthy. He brought nothing, anything would had been taken by the guards anyway. A majority of the inmates were children, like him, boys.

They were sent to another place with desks. It was obviously meant to be a school. There, he endured long lectures and watched propaganda video clips of how femininity is stronger than masculinity. It tried to tell him that masculinity is a poison on society. His place as a boy was to be beneath and serve women. Some boys were stupid enough to speak up and some even tried to attack guards. Most of those fools were never heard from again. The few that did come back were not in any condition to do much of anything. they were psychology fractured.

Shawn knew it was better to keep his mouth shut. He saw the camp commandant Amanda Goth a few times during his stay there. He hoped never to be alone with her. That woman had a air of total cruelty in her. He though that his sister was cruel, but this woman eclipsed her by a power of ten.

She called the prisoners out to the yard for roll call in the morning and she pulled one boy out of line just because he was a few seconds late, she beat him right there. He was taken back to get washed off after he was bashed and bloodied. Later that day, during the entertainment. The boys were given various female attire to put on shows for the women. They were forced to dance like exotic dancing girls. She tortured another boy because his dress was has dirt on it, she pulled out her pistol and shot him.

He was taken to her office at the end of the week, she informed him that her orders were to protect him. It was supposed to be a lesson. He learned it very well. Then he was taken back to the sectors courthouse.

He knew that he needed to form a plan. In this country he was in, once a doctor had deemed he had a feminine nature that needed to be let out, he was truly screwed. Males had some rights, but the feminine type males were deemed offensive to the women and government. Feminine males were like an enemy of the state. In the states opinion, feminine males mocked women. They were to be controlled and humiliated, deemed more as property for a woman to train and control. He knew that he would loose his rights as a person, unless he could convince the court judge he wasn't a sissy or feminine male, or crossdresser. If he could convince the judge he was a true transsexual who wanted to live his life as a female, then, something could be done. Transgendered males did not offend the regime. Transsexuals are given full rights as females. But, that would be difficult and pretty humiliating. He didn't want to be a female, but he also didn't want to be a slave.

The court would be pretty damn one sided, like a kangaroo court. He'd seen hearings of accused sissies. Some of them were the most macho boys he knew. But, they had pissed off the wrong people and as a consequence they brought to trial. It reminded him of what he studied about the Stalin Show trials. If a defendant didn't admit guilt, it was used as evidence that he was even more guilty. Most of trials were like following a script. The trial was a legal sham.

Shawn saw Lilith and her attorney. The attorney was a major liar. She worked for the state and all she wanted to do was cheat a boy like him out of his life. The evidence that he guessed his step sisters were all to happy to provide would do exactly that. And his father Victor Newman was there too. Victor refused to even look at Shawn! Lilith told the judge that both sides had stipulated to Dr. Cindal's qualifications. Squirming in his seat as the court turned to look at him. Then the Judge asked if the defendant Shawn was suffering from any form of gender identity disorder. The Attorney said "yes." Of course she would. This was just a show trial like the Stalinist trials.

"Yes," she smiled brightly. "Based on my careful examination and a thorough family history - he grinned as she paused to give him a kindly glance - Shawn has what we refer to as 'Repressed Sissy Syndrome'. There are different levels of the disorder, and there's no doubt that Shawn is a Class III case, the most severe form."

Shawn had expected it of course. Everything was scripted. It was a show trial. Shawn looked at his stepmother Lilith who beamed in triumph. She was getting exactly what she wanted. His father looked down, saddened. It was impossible to know if he truly believed what he was hearing or if he knew there wasn't a damn thing he could do now. The bitch of an attorney said he stipulated to the qualifications, but he pretty much had to. Or he may be deemed an enemy of the state too and imprisoned.

He tried to speak up but he was silenced by her gavel. He slunk down in my seat as Dr. Cindel's testimony continued. He wanted to crawl into a hole as she flashed the pictures of him dressed like a girl on a huge screen at the front of the courtroom and commented on each one. Everyone was snickering. Even the judge was struggling to keep from laughing.

It was all wrong. He didn't have a long history of self initiated cross dressing. He knew some that did, but it wasn't a bad thing. It wasn't masculine arrogance that prevented him from admitting he was a sissy either. He listened to the scripted attorney describe it all.

She said "Boys like Shawn took great satisfaction in deceiving everyone and although those type of boys loved to appear and act girlish in private, they were extremely careful to keep their sissy side secret. and that his sissy behavior was really an expression of contempt of real women. "

He saw his step mothers face turn red and angry. He didn't have contempt Of course, it was all a script and he seen it played out a dozen other times. He wished that his mother didn't get mad at that. He didn't feel contempt for women but he was beginning to feel contempt toward women, because their deceptions.

The lying attorney continued, "His bald face lie about his sister trying of sissify him was merely part of the deception to preserve the prerogatives of being a male."

It was pseudo science of the same type used in German courts during the national socialist period to dehumanize Jews and other minorities. It was nonsense.

The judge asked if there was any doubt about her diagnoses. The lying doctor fixed him with her gaze and said, "No, but if there was, it would had been eliminated by this."

He knew exactly what it would be and He tried futilely to speak up. It was instinct, he was desperate. It would be so humiliating, Involuntarily, he yelled, "Stop, you have to believe me its a setup!"

The judge banged her gavel and threatened to have him removed if there was any more outbursts. Of course, he forgot. there was no due-process, no rights of the accused, he had no right to confront the accuser. And he didn't want to go back to the camp.

Dr. Cindel started the accused video clip and he recognized it immediately. He knew that his sister Judith was secretly video taping his forced performance in his step mothers bedroom. He knew that she had given him such detailed instructions and made him practice it over and over. Any mistakes earned him punishments with a cane. There was a reason why Judith and Robyn had stayed in the doorway of the room the entire time. They were were staying off screen. Judith had filmed the entire thing and must had edited it for the final video that was now playing for the entire court. It looked like he was totally willing, but his back was covered or they would see the bruises she put there with the cane.

He shut his eyes trying to lock out the humiliation, but he knew that the screen in the courtroom would show him taking his mothers most feminine nightgown out of her lingerie drawer and holding it to his body as he smiled to his image in the mirror. Under his sisters cruel supervision, he excitedly stripped and donned the disgustingly red satin feminine nightgown, red nylon stockings, matching lace garters and bright red pumps. He looked like a hooker, but he noticed that his image did look like a girl now. He could play the part pretty well. He actually smiled to himself.

His voice was clear in a very feminine falsetto voice that actually sounded like a woman's. His sister didn't like that, but he couldn't help it. In the mirror, he addressed his pretend husband: "Hello darling, I'm so glad you're home. This nightgown? Isn't it pretty? I bought it today in the cutest little lingerie store downtown. I got it in black because and know how much that turns you on. I've been thinking of you ever since I bought it. I'm so lucky to be married to such a handsome man. What? You're going to take me to bed and make me feel like a woman? Well, that's exactly what I was hoping for when I bought this nightgown."

By that time, the entire courtroom was filled with laughter. That was scripted too as much as a sign said applause. It was a show trial. He knew that he would he be found guilty no matter what. Either he agreed to be placed in some program, or taken back to the camp to spend the rest of his life. Which there, he figured might be a few weeks at most.

He recalled vividly how Robyn had made him sway his hips coyly and generally act like a horny woman. At the end of his little forced play, Robyn had ordered him to pose, preen, and admire himself in the mirror. He had remembered that he didn't look bad. He did admire how easily he could look like a girl his age. But his face burned as he heard the some bigoted comments: "What a fairy! Imagine, wearing his mother's lingerie. If I ever caught my son in my things, I'd disown him." That man clearly didn't know and he guessed that he would be having a one to one discussion very soon with some state security agents after this fiasco. He would be having his own trial probably within the next week.

As bad as that looked for him, He dreaded the next part even more. On the screen, he took out a pair of his step mothers casual khakis and held them to his lithe body, as he said in the mirror, "My Step Mom is such a butch cow, I cant figure out what my father sees in her." He tried to resist saying that, knowing it was secretly being recorded to be played for her or dad later. But he didn't want crushed or damaged testicles or some broken ribs. She proven she was perfectly capable and willing to do either.

The entire courtroom gasped in total horror at his insult to his stepmother. Lilith glared daggers at him from across the room which made him feel that sensation of icy fear going though his body. Maybe she was totally clueless about how horrible her daughters really were. But she loved to blame him.

He sat calmly as his stepmothers attorney elicited more and more horrible testimony. "In your expert opinion, Dr. Cindel, Do sissies like Shawn ever change?"

"Heavens no! There is no cure'" She spoke as crossdressing was an illness. "There is no cure for Repressed Sissy Syndrome. Its an absolute certainty that the boys will deny their girlish fantasies with their last breath. However, their behavior speaks volumes: secretly dressing in feminine clothes at every opportunity; their mother's, sister's, girlfriend's; constantly fantasizing about and secretly dressing and acting like girls as much as possible; but always keeping up their public masculine charade."

'As if that is so wrong.' He thought.

"It's quite sad and pathetic. " She continued her testimony. "Boys like Shawn continue with their little farce, going to school, getting high-paying jobs that women are traditionally excluded from, and marrying some poor unsuspecting woman. Inevitably the wife comes home unexpectedly and finds her so-called husband all dressed up in her most feminine nightgown or her prettiest cocktail dress. Imagine her feelings of betrayal and disappointment. Divorce follows, and the pattern repeats itself until the sissy has ruined any number of lives with his deceit."

He wished he could stand up and question her himself and asked her what is so wrong with dressing like a girl. Why it has to end in divorce and why crossdressing ruins a woman's life. It made no sense. There was no position that women were excluded in this regime. Men were excluded from many high paying powerful positions in government. Women run the counsel for state security. a woman is the ruler of the regime. Women are the high ranking officers for the military. What is this quack talking about? But he knew he had to keep his mouth shut if he wanted to avoid going back to the forced labor camp for a very short lifespan.

But at that time, the laughter turned to angry murmurs and several women looked at him like he was embodied in all male evil. Even the court reporter glared hatefully at him. He knew it was all scripted for the show trial, but it made him feel scared.

His mothers lawyer looked at him with a smirk. "Is gender reassignment surgery appropriate for him."

"Heavens no!" she laughed. "Shawn is not a transsexual; he's sissy. In other words, he most definitely wants to keep his male parts. He doesn't want to be a girl, he just adores secretly dressing and acting like one."

It was time to speak up! Shawn blurted out, "No I don't. "

The judge tried to silence him but he continued hoping that he would be heard and listened to, "I don't want to keep my male parts. I've always wanted to be a woman." He was roughly grabbed from behind, a hand clamped over his mouth silencing him!

The courtroom gasped as judge stared at him. That part wasn't scripted, no one expected that and he hoped he wouldn't be made to pay for ruining the show trial. He had to take the risk. His step mother's attorney glared hatefully at him for ruining her plan. The judge shouted, "Order. Quiet down everyone. Shawn, are you serious?"

He looked up at the figure in front of the courtroom in fear and answered firmly, "Yes In deed. no one listens to me, but I have wished I was a girl my whole life more than anything!"

Glancing over at his father, the man didn't seem happy but there was something about victors look that told him that Victor was not displeased with him at all. The a glint in the Victors eye and a tight smirk on his face. He looked over catching his sons look, and nodded. As if, Victor felt some sort of pride that his son may have figured out a way out of the ordeal that he would never had found. Shawn knew that his father wasn't disappointed in him at all. That was a relief. His step mother hated him now but she was an idiot.

He felt immeasurable relief knowing that the judge was actually taking him seriously. The judge ordered him to the witness stand and allowed the Doctor question him. She had full authority to question him as a hostile witness. Of course. The court had a political agenda to declare him a sissy so the doctor would be given every opportunity to do exactly that. But, if there was a chance he was actually transgender then the courts options were very limited. They also had an objective to save transgendered and help them transition into society as women.

Dr. Cindell started firing off questions immediately. Staying strong under her ruthless hostile questioning, she asked him, "What makes you think you are a transsexual, Shawn?"

"Doctor, " He said evenly doing his best to keep his composer under the gaze of this ruthless deceptive woman. "It has always been my deepest wish to live as a girl. I know you don't understand because you grew up as a girl so it was a wonderful gift given freely to you. You never had to deal with parents questioning you about it, you were born that way. But I wasn't. I was afraid my father would disown me. " Shawn looked over to Judith and Robyn, "I am for ever thankful to my stepsisters for their help and exposing me. I was desperate to escape being a male. Thank you Robyn and Judith. " A wide smirk spread across his face, something dark and vengeful in his eye as he said, "I only hope that some day I can repay them for all they have done to help me. I am in your debt, I owe you!"

They knew the real meaning and Judith flinched.

Cindell didn't seem to catch the double meaning of Shawn's statement. "But, You never told anyone about that." Doctor Cindell mentioned. "You dressed in secret and kept up this deception for years, just like a lying male sissy. Why should we believe you are a transsexual, now?" Her voice was dripping with hostility and venom.

He smiled, "Was it always in secret. Did I not dress in full view of everyone during that play last year in school. And for Halloween, as I did with all my sisters?"

That answer shut that part of her questioning up. She asked him, "But why didn't you ever tell anyone. or try to come out with your transgendered. "

"Mostly, because of my father and I didn't think anyone would understand. To my shame, I refer you to my worst pictures from my pool side nightmare. I obviously enjoyed pretending in secret that I had feminine breasts - as you can see, generous ones at that. But when I had my fun of this shameful little make-believe games, I had to simply remove the breast forms, put on a football jersey, and resume my male facade. But I hated doing that. To the outside world, I had to appear to be a normal boy. From a societal point of view, It was wholly unacceptable. My father would never accept me. I can tell he is upset right now listening to this. Please help me become a girl." Shawn pleaded with her.

The judged looked at Shawn and asked if that was really what I wanted.

"Absolutely, your honor! "

The judge then asked the doctor what she suggested in this case. He had a feeling where this was going.

She answered, " "In lay terms, Shawn should be completely feminized - forcibly. At a minimum, his feminization must include immediate hormonal intervention to give
him obvious womanly curves that are impossible to conceal; feminine grooming, deportment and social skills training; and immediate and complete elimination of masculine detritus to hasten his differentiation from normal boys. But I still think he needs to be put in a forced sissification Program. He is a sissy not a transexual. I can do that as you well know."

He had to avoid that at all costs. If that were the judges ruling, He would have no control over his life and his sisters would be free to torment him all they wanted. He would get no respect and no one would protect him from them. They would end up destroying him.

The judge asked how boys respond to the program.

Dr Cindell chuckled lightly. " "Oh the little darlings just hate it. They're so desperate to maintain their male pretense. I'm afraid it's extremely embarrassing for them when they are revealed to all their friends and family as sissies. It's one thing to pretend that you
dressed up in a chic little skirt suit because your friends dared you; it's quite another story when your friends realize it's your secret sissy dream come true. But in light of the sissy boy's life of deception, I believe that they should endure as much humiliation as possible. I'm convinced that the humiliation is helpful for the sissy to become self-integrated. I think of it as emotional shock therapy. This is all if Shawn is a sissy male instead of a transsexual. I will determine what is right for him or her."

Then the judge asked what should be done in either case.

"Shawn claims to be a transsexual. I doubt it, but if its true then She will need to be given training and obvious body modification to assist in her transition from male to female. It will be humiliating for her either way. His friends will mock her. But her loving sister will help. If she is a sissy, faking it, It will be more humiliating. Either way, The only fair thing to do for her is to make her girlish fantasies a inescapable reality. Since Shawn loves to pretend he has womanly breasts, then by all means he must have them. Real breasts though he cant conveniently remove when he's done with his secret dress up games. And not just breasts, he should have breasts even larger than any female in his family. Even Larger than in his fantasies."

His sister had not succeeded in dividing his father from him. But he let them think They had won a major victory But Shawn had ruined Robyn's plan too. But not all that much. He had still been placed in her program and she was to train him how to live as a female.

The judge banged her gavel and then issued her order awarding Lilith full custody of Shawn. Then she addressed him and ordered me to stand. The judge peered over her glasses and began to lecture: "I feel bad for you Shawn. I'm sure it has been hard and painful having to keep your feminine nature from your parents, your friends, and your neighbors. But if you had admitted the truth about yourself, this proceeding wouldn't have been necessary. You've wasted the court's time and your stepmothers money! You, Missy, owe everyone an apology."

To his horror, she stared at him; she was actually waiting for an apology for not telling everyone he was a transgender.

He looked at his Stepmother who looked very upset with him. His heart was pounding "I-I'm sorry Stepmother for not telling you I wanted to become a female," he whispered at her. It was like a bad dream.

The judge looked less upset at him. "I see a lot of troubled teenagers in my courtroom. You are not a teenager, yet. I am glad this has come to me before something major happened. You started off trying to blame your condition on your sister and that was inexcusable."

To Judith's utter delight, the judge made him apologize to her. Unbelievable. The judge continued, "That's a start. This court declares that you are a transsexual male to female. Your diagnosis as an transsexual is now a matter of public record. You had better maintain that if you don't want this court to reverse that ruling and declare you are a sissy. I can summons you back here for a review of your status if I hear there is trouble with you. Or if your doctor decides it is so. I am going to retain jurisdiction in this case to monitor your case file. The award of custody to your step mother Lilith is conditioned on her following Dr. Cindells recommended forced feminization Program - to the letter. But it wont be that much forced if you are a true transsexual. And if I hear that you've been denying your feminine nature - to anyone then we will have another hearing and you may be ruled a sissy - I won't hesitate to give you some time to think about it... in the Labor camp."

The judge consoled Lilith like they were friends. Telling Lilith that she was well aware of the difficulties in raising a problem child like Shawn. "I know it will be difficult but as Shawn custodial guardian now, I am ordering you to follow doctor Cindells forced feminization program. Your son is transgendered. I personally suspect she is just trying to escape being considered a sissy. But we will see. I have been wrong before, its rare. How ever in any case, her charade has gone on for long enough. She needs help. "

Shawn had been set up and his life taken from him, and destroyed. Glaring at his giggling stepsisters in pure hate, he swore that some time he would get revenge on him. Some time in the future, he would destroy her life just as he destroyed his. Saying nothing, he just kept glaring at them in total hatred. Even Judith had begun to be afraid. They wernt to afraid of him, sure that they had the upper hand. He said, "If you tell the truth now Judith, Things would be better between us. I still want to love you as my step sister. Please make that possible. This is serious and I have never hurt you in my life."

She just giggled and said, "Why, Shawn everything I said was the truth. You know it and so do I!"

As hateful as his glare was before got even more so, his eyes became devoid of all warmth at all. They seemed as cold as ice. There was no warmth or love left in him. "Ok Judith. I just hope you remember this moment for ever. I will" He smiled. It was the first time he smiled in such a way. But it wouldn't be the last. It was a terrifying cruel smile. A smile devoid of warmth. It was like something evil lurking behind his smile. Something wicked had just been awaken within him. Like a cold hearted cruel predator stalking its prey.

Judith and Lilith looked at him alarmed. "Is that a threat?" Judith asked.

"Oh no, not at all Judith. Why would I threaten you. After all you done to help me discover my transexuality. I meant, that I will remember all you did to help me. I hope you remember it too I owe you for all the help and love you have shown me in recent weeks. I am in depth to you and I must repay you for everything you did to help me. I will! " There was that predatory smile again.

The threat was clear to her because she knew she had not really helped him at all. But in the eyes of the court who was unaware of the force and torture he had endured to get him to make his false admission, There was no threat. Just sounded like a genuine thanks. There was nothing Judith could do but she understood it clearly. But she wasn't smart enough to really understand the threat. She knew she had the power now and assumed she would keep her power over him for a long time. She never considered the long term. But he was.

The son of a rich businessman is set up by his evil step sisters who are plotting against him. He is sentenced to a cruel forced feminization program by a judge in the corrupt regime they live in. His step family's cruelty is taken to a new level. Can he survive?

His stepmother chimed in harshly on the way back to their home, "I hope that you learned your lesson and the judge was totally right. No more denial from you. During your week away having all the fun, I am totally furious with you about deceiving me. All these years, I bragged what a perfect stepson you were, I feel like an idiot! Little did I know, you were playing your disgusting dress-up games when I wasn't around. You're are a complete disgrace. You made a fool out of me Joan. And believe me I wont forget it."

He looked up at her, "Wh-what did you call me?"

"Joan. Its your new name. The wonderful doctor told us that we should find you a new name, one totally feminine that can never be mistaken for a boys name. Not that Vivian is easily mistaken. But in some places it can be so We named you Joan. And since your father had left, signed away custody of you. You are my son now. So Your official name is Joan Dark. Like ours, I am Lilith Dark and Judith Dark and Robyn Dark. You are my youngest daughter Joan Dark. It seems that your father wont be involved her anymore. Hes leaving for good, and leaving us the Newman Ranch. He blames us for leading you into the change so he had filed for Divorce. "

She continued, " My lawyer too care of the name change petition: we can forget all about The Boy Vivian," she said. "Anyway, I used this week to get a crash course in Sissy Syndrome and forced feminization from Dr. Cindel. No one knows more than she does about feminizing sissy boys like you. No more lies and pretense for you, missy!"

He felt sick. And confused. Why was Lilith mad at him for this. Wasn't it her idea too? Riding home wasn't very easily but at least they were quite and let him think. He began thinking about Lilith's reactions and her anger. He knew he was in for it. Her anger was genuine but she had always taken her daughters word over his. She thought he caused it all.

As for him, He knew that he really got himself into this by claiming he was in fact a transexual that desired to be totally feminized and made into a woman. He wasn't, but it was the only way to prevent the type of mind warping abuse that male sissies received in that society. He knew he would receive much of it anyway. The judge placed him under the cruel doctors care and her direction. She would humiliate him anyway but at least this way, there was a way out if he could figure it out. But he would have to maintain that he was a transsexual and do it very convincingly. Was that possible? Well, he reminded himself. It had to be or he was fucked even worse. AS a sissy, They would torture him, make him a slave, train him to be a sissy slave and eventually he would probably be married to a cruel dominatrix that loved humiliating sissies. If one couldn't be found to sell him to, He would go to the camp by eighteen for a very short life.

As a woman, It would be a humiliating transition, many roadblocks would be put in his way by his cruel sisters and that horrible doctor. But if he could take it, by eighteen he would be on his own, or married. But he would marry a man most likely, and set free what ever freedom there was. But at least then, he would be able to leave and do what he wanted. It didn't matter, He was fucked either way, for the time being. He would have to obey his sisters, suffer what ever humiliations they wanted to put him though. He still felt sick. They changed his name into Joan and he was sentenced to forced feminization and His sister Judith was stil laughing her ass off behind him. He wanted to scream. Wasnt Joan the name of a martyr, it seemed fitting to him.

When they got home, Judith wasted no time in calling her friends over. As soon as they gathered in his bedroom Judith held another mock court. The girls took turns reading off the humiliating excerpts from the court transcript. Her friends thought it was the most Hilarious thing they ever heard. Each of her friends agreed to help him make his fantasies come true. Sandra, whom he always liked went over to him and pulled the front of his t-shirt out to twin points. Her meaning was obvious, "Joan, aren't you excited, " She said giggling. "Just think you will have your own breasts now, just like us. The guys are going to love you." She laughed. He reconsidered how much he liked her.

He looked sadly at Sandra and asked her, "Please Sandra you know we have been friends. Why are you being cruel now? Please help me?"

She laughed, "Of course I will help you. I will help you pick out some sexy bras and even teach you how to take care of your body as a girl."

At dinner, Judith and her mom were chattering. Her mother had cooked some steaks and they smelled great. The food he got in Majdanek was horrible. Actually, They didnt get nearly enough food there at all. Most of the prisoners got tiny portions that barely kept them alive. It was a week of starvation. If he had to guess, he would had guessed within the week he was there, over twenty of the boys in his block of over three hundred died of starvation alone. Another twenty died of cruelty, random executions or cholera that was spreading there. So those takes smelled good but he knew that he wouldn't get any. They all hated him now so he knew there wasnt a chance. If he had to guess, His sister would probably give him a bowl of dogfood. Or she would laugh as he just had to watch her eat. He knew his sisters cruel mentality very well by then.

He didn't have to eat dogfood, thank heavens. And he didnt have to just watch her eat while he starved which was good. He was starved having ate meger starvation meals for a week and totally missing lunch. But he knew he would get screwed and he did. His stepmother placed two juicy steaks at her place and all of his stepsisters. Robyn, Judith and Simona all had steaks in front of them. He didn't get one but that didn't surprise him at all. By that time he knew they were all going to treat him cruelly and they were going to enjoy it. He had begun seriously thinking that the core of a females very identity and being was dark cruelty and the desire to inflict pain on others. His stepmother smirked at him, her eyes twinkling, "If you insist on mincing about in ladys swimwear then you simply must have a ladylike figure. I wont want to see cruel sweetie."

He let out a snort at that statement. He knew she damn well did want to be cruel.

His step mother ignored that and continued on as if she didn't hear, "But you have really let yourself go, Joan."

He looked at his lithe body and wondered how in fucks name she figured he let himself go. Out of all of his stepsisters he weighed the least. Some times, especially recently, he looked more feminine than his step sisters. A fact that his step sisters teased him about a lot lately.

Judith chimed in, You're officially on a diet, sissy boy but don't worry. Mom put me in charge and I will have you down in no time."

If he was any smaller he would be anorexic. He informed her, "Judith, I have been on a diet all week at Majdanek. "

His entire stepfamily gave him a look as if they didn't have the first damn clue what he was talking about. His step mother enquired, " Majdanek, what's that. I was told you were being evaluated at a state mental hospital. Is that its name."

He snorted. obviously the camps were a serious secret that most people didn't know about. He found out from his sources and his voracious desire for more knowledge.

He smiled weakly. "Oh my totally clueless family. Let me inform you what Majdanek really is. If there is a place that can actually be considered hell on earth. Majdanek is really it. It isnt a hospital in any way. It is a hellish concentration camp. Actually, a forced labor camp. Slaves. It had barb wire, Big gates, and sadistic guards that kill people randomly. The prisoners, slaves are starved fed usually a tiny bowl of soup a day. Not enough to keep anyone alive. And we were beaten there. The camp commandant was insane. she shot prisoners for fun. And there's more. It seems to double as an extermination camp. When I was first let off, I went though what they called a selection process. The guard showed me which way to go and I went the good way. The prisoners that were directed to the other way never came back alive. There were huge smokestacks from a dreadful crematorium at the section the others went. " He stared at his stunned family

He looked over to Robyn and Judith, "And you sent me there. I know you two are sadistically cruel and just want to hurt me. I fully expect you will hurt me over and over as bad as you can possibly do. I am under no false illusions that any of you love me at all. I just want you to know that."

His step mothers looked very unconvinced. Then she said, "Joan. I was informed by the doctor that you lie and deceive people. This is one of your deceptions isn't it. Our nation had extermination camps, you expect us to believe that? Maybe I need to inform the doctor of your fanciful lies."

That probably wouldn't go well for him if she was told he was letting the secret out. But he didn't care. They needed a little reality in their world. "It is there whether you believe it or not. I'm sure the Germans didn't know what was really going on too when their undesirables were relocated. They didn't have a clue. Just as you don't now. "

Joan saw that none of them would believe him. His stepmother most of all. She was looking at him in anger. Lilith was around by the nose by her manipulative daughters and a corrupt legal system now didn't give her a choice.

Robyn shouted, "Oh come on mother, you know he's a manipulative Lying sissy. They all are."

She agreed. "Oh, yeah I know he is a lying male."

He said, "Why do I have to go on a diet. You know I don't eat much anyway. Do you want me to keep starving? Please don't do that." He was actually pleading.

Judith said, "No of course not but your eating habits will have to change a lot missy and that's final." She laughed tweaking his nipple hard though his t-shirt. Giggling, she made her way to the kitchen and returned with a bowl of pink mush.

"Wh-whats that," He asked worriedly. It looked gross.

"It's your favorite non-fat Cottage Cheese. The pink food coloring was my idea." She said smiling.

He groaned. Judith knew he despised cottage cheese. He sat sullenly as the girls ate a few bites of their steak and pushed the plates aside. He knew that Judith wanted to be cruel to him. He hated cottage cheese but being on a starvation diet for a week was too much for him. He took it and totally devoured the cottage cheese in a few huge bites.

He opened his mouth and shoveled it in. It was disgusting! He swallowed it. he ate the entire bowl. He felt sick to his stomach. "He groaned, how cruel can you girls be." He felt very nauseous.

Lilith said. "If I find out that you are cheating on your diet and I will find out, then your diet will include things a lot more revolting than cottage cheese. Understand?"

He nodded morosely. His day was going from bad to worse. He got up anxious to retreat to his bedroom but Robyn had other ideas. Where do you think you are going, "She demanded with her hands on her hips.

Joan Shrugged and motioned toward his bedroom.

Lilith grabbed him by the ear and roughly lead him back to the kitchen.

"Oww, stop Lilith!"

She ignored his cries, "You are going to get a rare opportunity to live out your fantasies. I am afraid you don't have any choice. You think dressing and acting like a female is a big joke, a funny game of pretend. Lets see if you are still laughing when I am done with you!"

She removed something from the drawer. It was a silly sheer pink apron, covered with ruffles. "A boy as pretty as you must be the wife of a hunky man some day so you'd better start learning how to be a housewife." She mocked. Robyn carefully put him in the apron, matching cap in his hair. She even insisted that he wear stupid pink rubber gloves. He felt and looked ridiculous.

"There!" Lilith exclaimed with a satisfied smirk.

He groaned, "Lilith, Please don't make me do this. I look.."

"Girly, Prissy, Ridiculous? Well that is the whole point, Joan. What's the matter, your apron not feminine enough for you?"

It was no use and his step mother didn't care about anything he had to say. She was crazy. Housewife, was she crazy.

Lilith made him clear the table and do the evening dishes. That was something their mother and Robyn or Judith always did. Judith kept up a steady stream of taunts as they worked.

He started to rip off the stupid apron when he finally finished but Lilith cleared her throat. "Ok for a first time, dearie. But next time, I want to see a big sissy smile. This is forced feminization and you are going to live it! No more pretend now curtsey and ask to be excused. Remember to smile," She insisted.

He frowned and asked, "How can I smile at anything I'm forced to do. I am not happy about this. Could you smile at something horrid that you are forced to do. If someone is forcing you and raping you could you smile at him?" He asked.

She suddenly smacked him and he fell to the floor holding his cheek. As his head was ringing from the blow. "How dare you, Joan. Do you want me to call the doctor and tell her you aren't being compliant with her program. Perhaps she will call the judge them.

He examined his situation for a few seconds with her watching. Then reconsidering how attitude. He was acting like an idiot, he damn well knew that they were going to do everything their power to humiliate and degrade him. He knew in order to make this work, he did have to act like he loved everything feminine and girlie. No matter how cruel they wee. And he knew it was going to be difficult. He better change his attitude or he would end up in that horrible camp again. He smiled sweetly at her attempting to comply. But how the hell did he know how to curtsey?"

"No, no, dear! Like this," Robyn demonstrated a feminine curtsey that was completely feminine. He tried to imitate her hoping it would appease her. Unhappy with his pathetic attempt, she ordered, "You march right up to my bedroom and practice for one hour. And leave the door open so I can see you. Use my full length mirror and don't forget to smile. If you forget then you'll practice for another hour. "

"Lilith Please. I am really tired and you cant imagine what I went though in Majdanek concentration camp. It was horrible," He pleaded.

Lilith was unmoved, "Of course it was but that was the point. But don't expect us to believe your story, I don't believe there was any exterminations or random executions. If you keep lying to us and exaggerating, I will tell the doctor you are a hopeless case and to put you in a mental hospital. IF you don't want that to happen then you will do as I say when I say it. " She grabbed him and gave him a swat on the bottom like he was a misbehaving child.

He heard Judith laughing at that display but so what. Her feelings had become totally irrelevant to him. He was trying to do what his stepmother ordered when Judith plopped herself on Robyns bed. Making sure that his stepmother wasn't in earshot, He hissed, "You little bitch. I could had been killed in Majdanek, A diet, A housewife. This has gone too far. You've got to tell them the truth." He tried to be threatening but it was hard in that frilly apron and cap.

"Oh Joan, you silly little sissy!" Judith continued in her sing-song voice. "You just don't get it, do you? You're now my sissy playtoy, to do with whatever I please!"

He pleaded, "Please, Judith. This is wrong and I'm not going to let you turn me into a girl!"

She walked over to him and started fussing with the ruffles on his apron with a huge grin on her face, "Not a girl, Joan. A sissy, A silly Little Sissy. Moms Lawyer gave me the idea. some dresses, pictures and a sexy bikini and the rest was history. I never believed it would turn out so great. Dr. Cindal recommended that Mother and Robyn attended her 'forced Feminization' Seminar for the entire week you were at the hospital. Robyn and mom were really disappointed and shocked at first. I never saw her so upset in her life. She was just furious that you didn't tell her the truth. Mom was so pissed. But Robyn was so happy getting this done to you. Dr. Cindell went on about how sissies like you were really mocking real women especially their sisters and their mothers. By the end of the week, they was getting, really enthusiastic about feminizing you. " Judith giggled. "They are going to make you pay."

What a mess he was in. His shoulders slumped in defeat at his step sisters response

She giggled. "Your darling little curtsey is improving but it lacks a little, something. I know," She said excitedly. "When you curtsey, I want you to smile and say, 'I just adore being a sissy!"

He looked at her almost crying, "Why are you so cruel. "

She smiled at him. By that time he was exhausted and frustrated. and totally pissed off. He wasn't going to give the sadistic bitch the satisfaction of doing that. He was a boy and he wasn't going to say that. Boys sure as hell didn't curtsey. "Shove it up your ass Judith."

"Mo-om, Joan 's misbehaving. " She yelled with a giggle. To his chagrin, their mom appeared quickly.

"Is there a problem?" She asked looking at him.

Something in him really snapped that moment. It was the final snap. He had snapped before. something in him broke at the court trial when he listened to his sisters total betrayal and lying, destroyed his credibility in court. But, this time it was the final. Something very wicked awaken in him. He almost felt the evil presence possessing him. It had fully awaked but it took charge of him. Judith saw the transformation happen before her very eyes. It was a very subtle change. Shawn's eyes changed in front of her. It wasn't much, but they took on a harder cold quality. It looked like something within him was looking at her. They were like the eyes of a demon staring at her. For the first time in her life, she was truly frightened. She was too dumb to really understand what it meant.

For what seemed the thousandth time, He curtseyed as enthusiastically as he could, trying to smile though tears of humiliation, reflected in the mirror. "I just adore being a sissy!" He enthused. He didn't dare stop. Their mom had actually whipped him with the riding crop she produced. She didn't stop until he was bawling and agreed to be a "good girl." To his shame, she even let Judith take a few strokes. They made him practice for hours as they critiqued his performance. He collapsed into bed from emotional and physical exhaustion. How could they be so cruel to him.

Their mother left but Judith stayed there. He glared at Judith in a pure hated in his eyes. His voice was terrifying in its lack of fear and intensity, "What ever we had and what ever I hoped for us is now over Judith. I know now that your soul is filled with extreme cruelity. You want to destroy me even though I never hurt you. You can hurt me all you want, you can try destroy me. You destroyed Shawn, he was a good gentle boy who wanted a loving family and a sister to look up to. But I want you to know that some how, I will destroy you. Your power cant last for ever. One year, Two years, Maybe even ten years but it wont last for ever. Some time when you least expect it, Maybe twenty years from now, I will show up and destroy everything you love in your life. Maybe then you will have a husband and a few daughters of your own. It will be so wonderful to kill them in front of your eyes. I will destroy everything you love. Just as you destroyed my life. Judith. "

He got a serious beating for saying that but he expected it. But, Judith knew that she had done something she couldn't take back. She began to fear her brother. In her fear, she lashed out even more cruelly. But he resolved that he wouldn't break. He couldn't. His will was stronger than hers. He would prove it.

Robyn and Lilith took turns beating him for threatening Judith. He cried but wouldn't ever apologize. They left him bruised and battered that night and locked him in his room. It was time to do some thinking. He knew it was stupid to threaten any of them but he was beyond giving a damn. He wanted her to know that from then on, she should be afraid and he wouldn't fear anything anymore. But, locked in his room, he began to make some plans. First and foremost, He cursed himself for resisting their feminization. What a fucking idiot he was acting like. Acting humiliated by it was giving them power over him. He claimed in front of the judge that he desired to be a woman so he better damn well start acting like it. From that night on, he resolved to secondly, Act delighted by every feminine thing they made him do. He would even ham it up and go on feminine overload. If they make him wear a dress, he would ask for something even sexier. That would turn their plan on them. And the third thing, He would observe everything they did and find holes in their power. He would try to be as manipulative as they were and try to arrange things to suit him. The game was afoot. And he intended to triumph. He had to or he would die. It was all or nothing. One or the other.

But he wouldn't grovel and plead with them anymore. No matter what.

That promise to himself would be harder to keep but he would do it.

"Rise and Shine, Joan," Judith waltzed into his room like she owned it.

He felt like cursing her, but he remembered his promise. He shot up out of bed with a delightful smile. He ran to his sister and hugged her. Kissing her on the cheek, "Judith. I am so happy to see you this morning. Are you here to help me be a girl. "

She was momentarily taken back. He saw the 'whatthefuck' look on her face. It was so good. His first triumph. It didn't last but it was still sweet. "I know what you are doing, False praise will get you more spanking. Don't Move Girly!"

His butt twitched remembering the pain from the last night. He felt panic rising but he got himself under control. He wouldn't break. Instead of pleading, He said, "Oh Wonderful Spank me. I love it so much. It makes me feel so feminine." He loved piling on the bullshit. "Us girls need spanked don't we?" He smiled at her. But it wasn't a sweet smile this time. there was something dark behind his smile. She was lost for words again. Fucking with her mind was getting very fun.

"Nice try, bend over!"

He did, And thanked her for caring. He grabbed his ankles and then rained down blows on his aching bottom. He refused to cry out like a child. Grinning as she gave him directions in a saccharine sweet voice and left him. She had that confused look on her face again as she left.

He gritted his teeth and cursed as she left. She didn't hear it. After regaining his composer, He got dressed. But there was nothing feminine for him, so he put on his boys jeans and t-shirt and he put on the feminine apron and it took him several tries to get the sash in a perfect girly bow like Judith ordered. Next came the matching cap when he pinned to his hair with bobby pins that his step sister provided. He looked in the mirror and repressed a cringe at his effeminate appearance. He slowly made his way to the kitchen where Lilith, Judith and Robyn were waiting for him. He took a big gulp prepared for more humiliation and a battle of wills, and went into the kitchen with a frown.

They noticed the frown and were going to comment but he took charge first. He went up to his stepmother, and pleaded, "Mother. I hate these stupid jeans and t-shirt. I want to be a girl but i have nothing girlish to wear. I just need some pretty skirts and blouses please. And can I please have some sexy panties or thongs. I love those bikini panties Robyn has. Oh please, please, pretty please."

Again, His stepsisters looked at him with their mouths hanging open. IN a obviously stunned expression. He stifled a laugh that threatened him. He needed it to sound totally sincere. Then he curtseyed to them. "

Then, he said, "Oh I lost my manners. Good morning, Mother. Good morning Ms. Judith and Ms. Robyn. " He curtseyed. It was even better than last nights display one trillion times. He practices it another few hours after they beat him and left. He was damn well going to get it all right and impress them. And he did. It was a perfect curtsey that stunned them again. This was really getting damned fun.

"Well good morning to you too, Joan. What a darling little curtsey. It was just perfect and I like it when you call me Mother. It sounds so prim. I am assuming 'Ms. Judith and Ms Robyn were your sisters idea. I like it. "

Of course she would. By that time, Judith was waiting with his 'breakfast' Some kind of runny baby cereal colored pink. She and mom laughed as he wrinkled his nose. It looked awful but to spare being spoon fed, he forced himself to eat it. It tasted like crap! Even after he was finished, he was still starving. Giving lie to their previous statement that he wouldn't be starved.

They laughed when they heard his stomach growl. He said, "Why cant i eat like my sisters. Aren't i a girl too. And I thought you said I wouldn't be starved.

His step mother was nice enough to give him a little more. They realized he had a point. He guessed but then they laid a bomb on him. "Darling. If what you say is true then you really must begin a hormone regimentation. Either way, It was determined you needed a more feminine form so The doctor got these pills for you.

All He could say was, "Sure, Mother, I am so thankful to you for this. "

They produced a large bottle of large pink pills. He read the label that said, 'Estradiol'. Well of course, but he smiled and thanked Judith for being so caring. He took the pill and swallowed it. "You will take this every morning and there will be powerful injection even more potent than this every night. And every two weeks you must get some blood work done to maintain a safe blood level, There is a better solution and we see about that in a month. You wont have to take these pills anymore once we do that. your body will be corrected so it produces estrogen all on its own like any other girl. Isn't that great"

He wanted to scream but he smiled, kissed her again and said, "Oh yes indeed. Thank you so much for your kindness. When are we going out to buy some bras for me?"

He thought Judith was going to fall down. His mother said they would go shopping tonight after work. That couldn't be good, he thought to himself but he asked for it. It was too late to bitch about it.

After they explained what was in store for him, Lilith told him that they did have something for him to wear no. She smiled at Judith and told her to go get, "Joan's beautiful gift" This really couldn't be good. She leapt for joy and practically ran to her bedroom and returned with a large plastic shopping bag.

Mentally bracing himself for what ever it was. He guessed it would be something very degrading, and feminine. What ever it was, He had to act very pleased.

She handed it to him, smiling and told him to look inside. Bracing himself even further, He looked inside and saw a lot of stuff. Mostly clothing. He reached inside and felt the silky satin fabric and ruffles. He pulled it out and looked at it. Suppressing a groan, it was a black satin French maids outfit. What lace trim ran along the length and the bust. It was very sexy. Jumping on his toes as he saw girls do when they were overly happy, He thanked them and ran up to Judith and hugged her for the wonderful gift.

She told him that there was much more to his outfit. He looked in the bag again and found sexy nylon lingerie, a pair of black thong panties for him, some in pink and purple. There were matching garters and nylon stockings and finally a bra. All of them were his size. Finally, he pulled out a pair of his own black three inch stilettos. His mind was screaming, oh my god they were going to make him look like a slut! All of that lingerie, the French maids outfit that would barely cover his bottom. and the high heels. His sister ordered, "Go put it on, Joan. If you need any help with anything then call us. Some of that lacy stuff is too delicate and expensive for you to ruin trying to put it on if you don't know how. "

He gathered up his new stuff and headed to his bedroom determined not to ask for help putting on his own lingerie. He might not have ever done it before but he could figure it out himself. He laid the stuff on his bed and examined each article carefully. He figured the first thing to put on were the nylons and garter belt. From the pictures he saw of girls in lingerie like from victorias secret site, and other lingerie websites, from surfing the net, He knew the garter straps went inside the panties. So that meant they had to go on first. He picked it up and examined the lace on it, and the clips. Figuring out which straps went in front and which went in back. He put it around his waist and clipped it. Carefully rolling each stocking up his leg and clipping them to the straps. Examining himself in his full length mirror, it looked right. Adjusting the seams along the stockings and the straps. Perfect! Then he slid the thong panties on making sure to slide them over the straps. Examining himself again, he said, "Wow, I kind of do look like one of those lingerie models from victorias secret. IF any of them were Twelve years old. He figured out how the bra fit on and got his arms though the straps and clipped it behind him. He was facing the mirror clipping the hooks behind him when Judith and Levina walked in.

Both of their mouths hung open as he clipped the eyes behind him and posed. "Holy Shit, " Judith said. "Joan are you sure you never put a bra on before"

He shook his head. "Of course not but their lovely."

She looked at her sister and said, "I don't believe him do you. A boy got the clip right the first time. And all the rest. any other boy would had been fumbling with the lace and straps for an hour and still may not had figured it out. "

Levina smirked, "And look at those nylons, No runs at all. Getting them on with no runs in a talent all by itself. I doubt its his first time. "

Joan was giggling. Let them think what ever they want. It was his first time but he was very bright. Most other boys were no where near as intelligent as he was. Most girls weren't either.

He slid into his black satin French maids outfit, Got his new apron on and tied it. He clipped on the matching white cap. At least it didn't look as stupid as the silly pink getup. This looked more, naturally feminine. If a little slutty but at least he didn't look stupid anymore. It was way more naturally feminine. Like it was something a girl might actually wear and not be ashamed to wear it. He smiled for his sisters, twirled and gripped the edges of the dress and went into a perfect curtsey. "Greetings Ms. Levina and Ms. Judith. What may I do for you today?"

They both giggled. He did feel humiliated but he did his best to not let it show. All his step sisters saw were his delight and it didn't look forced or fake either.

He spent the rest of the morning learning how to keep house. He never knew there was so much to clean. Vacuuming, dusting, laundry and evening ironing. It was like he was Cinderella and his mother and step sisters were the evil stepmother and her daughters. Hell, It was exactly like that. He did all of the work while his step mother and step sisters did nothing but mock him.

They let him have a good wholesome lunch since he was starting to improve and he did a lot of work for them. But, when it was over, his step mother made him clean all of his sisters bedrooms. He smiled and said, "Of course. I love to be of help to my new family. " He ran off cheerfully to do it. It needed to be done too, his stepsisters lived like pigs. The idea that girls lived cleaner than boys was a total crock as far as he was concerned. He kept his area of the house as spotless as possible. His jock step sisters had clothes and rotting food all over the place. Judith's place looked like a pig sty and he wasn't kidding. He bet they could find a real pig, put it in her room and no one would notice the difference. The smell might get better. Maybe the place would be too filthy for a pig. He smiled to himself gigging when he thought of that.

His step sister Judith delighted in supervising his efforts, Needless to say. Why, he didnt know. Given the condition of her bedroom what the fuck did she know about how to clean a damn thing. He was never allowed in her bedroom before, But if he knew what it was like, he probably would have snuck in and cleaned it himself. Joan couldnt stand filth.

She said, "Don't forget to vacuum, and my bathroom needs cleaning. While you're at it, scrub the bathroom floor, Joan. On your hands and knees. "

Of course, but before he could do any of that, he had to make the floor accessible. Gathering up her clothes to take down to the laundry room. Then, He was able to vacuum the floor. It broke three times trying to vacuum that floor. There was too much crud that stocked it up and he had to fix it before he could continue. As he worked, Judith and his other sisters were laughing and snapping picture after picture. Judith even used her cell phone to take some pictures and send them to her friends. He acted delighted in posing for some holding his duster while they did it. But finally, he did get her bedroom clean. And he was actually proud that he was able to make that real pig sty look like a girls room again. He did that with all four of their bedrooms. When he was finished he had it looking cleaner than it ever had before. He couldn't figure out if it was a testament to his ability to clean, or his sisters pig like ways.

"Very good, Joan, " The eldest sister Robyn said. You deserve a treat for all you did today. We are taking you out shopping and then we will go to a restaurant. You earned it. "

He stifled a groan. Normally he would had been delighted. His body was sore and he was tired of repressing his total humiliation he had endured all day. He was sure they had something more humiliating planed. Probably taking him totally made up as a girl. But oh well, His life sucked so why expect anything good. He would make the best of it.

The young son of a powerful business man is set up by his evil step family. He is set up, charged and is sent to endure a humiliating treatment by the totalitarian state in which they live in. Sentenced to be feminized, he meets some unlikely allies. And he meets the last person in his life he thought he would ever meet.

Lilith was staying home for a while and gave Robyn her credit card. She told Robyn to get Shawn a whole new girls wardrobe.

Shawn wasn't too happy about that, but knowing he asked for it and it was no good to argue, cheerfully said. "YES!" and ran to his bedroom to get dressed to go shopping. He said, Please wait until I get something better on," He was still dressed as the maid.

His step sisters were laughing as he ran to his room. He got there and looked around for his clothes. His sisters stood in the doorway snickering. "Hey!" He shouted, "Where are my clothes?"

Robyn said, "Well, Joan, I thought you wanted some dresses. You said so this morning. So, while you were working, We went in and got rid of all of your boys stuff. You wont need them anymore and we needed to make room for your new girls wardrobe." He wished that they would stop calling him Joan. He still thought of himself as Shawn, being Shawn all his life until know.

Those bitches. Getting his anger under control he said, "Well, yeah! I want to be a girl and dress like one," He stated. "But what can I do until then. How can I go shopping with you."

She laughed, "You are dressed silly and you look very sexy in that satin minidress. You look so pretty as a maid."

His mouth hung open. "You mean you want me to go out shopping with you, dressed as your maid!"

They all nodded in approval. He wasn't going to show disapproval at all or grovel. Putting a sweet smile on his face, shrugging, He said "Fine, " He said trying to sound confident. "I will be sexy and beautiful then. Maybe all the guys will be looking at me instead of you. I look so sexy lets go."

He stood up confidently, pulled back his shoulders and strutted out the door like a supermodel on the catwalk, he hardly felt the confidence he was putting forward. He could tell that his stepsisters were beginning to get upset. They tried and tried, but couldn't get a reaction out of him. They had expected that he would cry and protest having to go out in public dressed as a sexy maid. They had many more things to try on him. Maybe, they hoped, they would get a reaction from him then.

The shopping trip was extremely humiliating. Robyn stopped at a lingerie shop first. Well of course. She pulled into the parking lot at a high end store specializing in sexy lingerie for women. Judith looked at him and began laughing out loud. He began to sob, but quickly stifled it. Pulling his shoulders back again, he put on a smile and said, "Cool, I guess panties and bras are the first part of any teenage girls wardrobe. Lets go."

He opened the car door and headed out the door. Walking on the concrete parking lot was more difficult in spike heels than walking on the even floor at home but he quickly got the hang of it.

Robyn quickly caught up with him. She grabbed him, "Hey stop. We have to talk before you go in."

He stopped and turned toward her, "Yeah, what's up my 'beloved' sister."

"Well, we want you to approach the women and ask for what you need. So, we need you to know what we expect you to get. You need a lot of panties. I'd say, ten pairs of satin bikini panties, same amount for thong panties and some very sexy lacy boyshorts. You got that?

"Got it, 'dear' sister."

"And bras to match them. Some under wire pushup bras of every color, some padded bras too. I want you to have some plunging. Oh and get a few very sexy busters got it. Do you understand what I am telling you? I mean, I know you are a boy so you may not understand all the terminology for women's garments."

"I understand, 'dear' sister."

She put her hands on her hips, "Oh really. OK, lets see. Do you know the difference between bikini panties and thongs, and boy shorts?"

Oh god she wanted to talk about this with me, in public..' "Yes. Bikini panties covers the general area of a bikini bottom. It covers some area and looks very sexy, they usually ride up the sides. But they show a panty line which is why some women wear thongs, I think. Boy shorts look like shorts. but I have no idea why their called boy shorts. NO boy would wear them," he laughed.

"Very good,. Wow! You have to be very girlie to know all of that about girls clothing."

He frowned, "I guess I am very girlish, Ms. Robyn I am a GIRL. I want to be a girl." He might be taking it too far but his life depended on him going way past the point of no return.

It was clear he knew much about women's clothing and lingerie, but she wanted to humiliate him and make him describe it all. "OK. Then tell me the difference in an under wire bra and a padded bra."

Even dumb boys would know that. "Gee, Robyn. Its pretty self explanatory. Under wire had a wire under the cup to hold the bust up. A padded bra just had extra padding. I guess for more firm support. Plunging is to show a lot of cleavage. I cant wait to show that off with these massive 'D' cup breast forms you kindly brought for me. "

She made him talk a little more about what kind of lingerie to get. Robyn was actually impressed about how much he knew about women's lingerie.

"The first thing you need to do is find a sales woman, ask her to measure you for the proper size of panties and bras. I expect they will know that you are a boy."

Robyn was going to make it a very humiliating shipping trip for him. "OK, got it sis. But one thing. With these breast forms or without. They come off, you know."

She thought for a second and said, "Both. You never know what you will need. "

Of course, she would have to measure him twice. Twice the humiliation. "Well, OK. Got it sister. I love you, you think of everything, don't you."

Walking into a lingerie store alone for the first time made him feel afraid. He was very unsure about what would happen. The women working there were probably very observant and would realize he was a boy. Crossdresser boys probably shopped there before so the women working there must know how to figure them out. Despite what his sisters liked to think. He looked around at the various pieces of lingerie. Walking down the aisles looking at panties of various styles trying to figure out what would be appropriate for him. He picked a few out that he thought looked pretty, looked at the label. But still didn't , but didn't have a clue what size to get.

He guessed that he wore small or extra small. perhaps medium but he doubted it. A sales lady walked up to him. Looking at him funny "May I help you?" the woman asked. He saw her eyes carefully examining him up and down. He knew that she knew. Smiling at the boy wearing a maids dress.

He stuttered, "Well, UM," he coughed and finally said to her, "I need some pairs panties and some bras but I don't know what size to get."

She snickered, "Of course you don't, dear. Most boys don't. " She looked closely at his hips carefully. After a few seconds, she said, "Id say, for panties that you will need a small. But your bras will require some more careful measurements of your chest size. I need to measure you and then we will know. Follow me to the back."

He followed her, blushing deep red. This was really going to be embarrassing. "By the way, I do know that you are a boy, but you are one of the prettiest boys I've seen come in here. Not that we have that many. Tell me, Do you want to actually want to be a girl or just occasionally dress like a girl?" She quickly added, "I know its none of my business, but I am curious."

He considered telling her the entire story but rethought that stupid idea. Anything he said could go to the wrong person and screw him worse than he already was, "Ma'am, I want to be a girl. It has been my desire for as long as I can remember."

She told him to totally strip when they made it to the back store room. "You do need to take everything off except your panties. I will need to measure your chest without anything there. Including those enormous false breasts jutting out. Geez girl, What are you trying to be with those huge things. Take it easy!"

'I wish that I could.' "Oh, OK, but just so you know. I need bras that can fit large breast forms in them. And some bras that can fit without the breasts. I want to be a girl, but my older sister is helping me and told me to get bras of both cup sizes."

She tried but couldn't, she burst out laughing. 'Yeah right. His sister was helping him. Oh well, good for her. ' She thought. She'd heard that before, it was more likely she was forcing him into it. She knew how things worked "OK, Missy. I can do that for you. Tell me what all you were told to get and I can help you everything."

"Hey, I told you I wanted this. She didn't order me to get anything."

She snickered, "Sure she didn't" She said unconvinced. "Just tell me what you were told to get. I know what's going on here and I've helped boys in this condition before. Don't lie to me!" Slapping him, she took charge. She heard the girls laughing.

He felt like crying again. Did every woman have to be cruel. It seemed she figured everything out and now felt secure in abusing him.

"Answer me now, Sissy. Tell me everything you need, now!"

"Yes, Ma'am, please don't hit me again. I need a lot of panties to make up my new wardrobe. She said dozen bikini panties, in all different colors, All satin too. A dozen thong panties and a dozen V cut panties. And matching bras for them too, An equal number of under wire pushup and padded cup. And some deep plunging too. Oh and before I forget, a few sexy busters, some camisoles, a dozen nylons stockings oh and I need several garters too. and a sexy teddy."

She smiled and laughed. "Oh my God! So much. And so slutty. It seems they want to make you into a lingerie sissy model. Or a slut. Oh. Lets get you measured up. I think a small panty size will do fine. Bras are more selective. Let me first measure you without your breasts."

He let them fall off and she took out the tape measure and wrapped it around him. First, under his nipples. She already guessed with no breast growth, he was an AA cup, but she wanted to humiliate him. She took a second measurement right on his nipples to determine the cup size. Good, the same size. Well of course. "OK, it seems you are a twenty four double a without your enormous breasts. Lets see what size you are with them."

He put them on his chest just how his sister instructed. It had some adhesive that attached to his chest. They stuck there like actual women's breasts. He had to be the only twelve year old with 'D' cup breasts. The woman did the same thing and said, "Oh my god, with the breastforms on you are a twenty four 'D'. So it seems you will need over thirty bras, To be safe, Lets get forty. twenty 'A' cup and twenty 'D' cup. Can you afford all of this?"

"Sure, my mother gave me her card and she has lots of money and told me to get a full women's wardrobe tonight."

"Oh, so forcing you to become fem was your Mother's idea. I've heard of that too."

"No, Really it my sisters, but she convinced her mother." Well, " He thought, 'Actually step sisters and step mother.'

She laughed out loud. "I've heard of that before too. A lot of stepmothers feminize their stepsons and a lot of it because of siblings not likening an annoying stupid boy. It all fits. Let's make you the prettiest slut sissy around."

His sisters were having a blast listening to her humiliate him. She even made him pose in some of the skankier lingerie. The girls even came in and snapped a few pictures. Even the sales woman did for the stores website.

By the time it was all finished, he was exhausted from all the humiliation and knowing his pictures was going to be posted on the stores website. The world was going to see what a sissy he was now.

He had bags and bags full of sexy lingerie by the time they went back. "All I have is lingerie."

"Well of course. Now we need to go to a regular clothing store for some normal girls clothes. And then we can go get your ears pierced and your hair done. I'm tired of a little sissy brother with a boys crew cut. It will grow out, but until then, lets get some long hair plugs in first. "

It seemed they were going all out with the sissy makeover. He kept his smile on and kept praising and thanking them.

They found a nice women's clothing store. The place seemed to be for teenage girls. That was even more humiliating. He had to keep his maids dress on and everyone around was snicking at him. Robyn wasn't going to pick out regular teenage girl clothes. She picked out overly feminine dresses for him. Some of the dresses were horribly tight and, for lack of a better word, totally skanky. They seemed to forget he was only twelve years old. But it didn't matter. They wanted to totally humiliate him. Judith even forced him to try on one of the tightest red dress they could find in his size and come out, and pose for them. Then they got him this slutty black dress, it was inappropriately tight, and had slits along the side and a totally open back. It plunged deep in the middle and even had a totally open midsection. His belly was totally showing too. It seemed the type of dress a prostitute would wear when she was turning tricks. He had to pose in that one too.

He kept his brave front refusing to break down despite the humiliation they were putting him though. At least some of the clothing was age appropriate for a girl his age. Robyn had got some normal jean skirts and hip hugging jeans for him. Many of the tops were very revealing, plunging low for a lot of cleavage but maybe that was normal for girls. Over all, They had spent over two thousand of their mothers money that night. It wasn't over yet.

It was time to get his ears pierced. That went very quickly. The woman saw him and did his ears and at least she was professional about it. His sister told him to pierce him twice in both ears and she even asked her to pierce his navel. By the time that was finished, he did look like a big fairy. He had two studs in both ears and one bright diamond in his navel. Now he looked like a major sissy.

It was time for a visit to the salon. Robyn said it was time for a hair due. His hair was normally brown, but his sister wanted to make him a platinum blonde. Since he had a short boy haircut, he had to have hair plugs in order to make it long and wavy. He looked like a platinum blonde bimbo by the time they were finished with him. They took him home just long enough to make him put on the black skirt with the slits along the sides. He walked out of his room feeling very degraded. His hair blonde, he had on a very tight revealing dress. His breasts were huge and bouncing every step he took. It was time for dinner.

Robyn took him out to a expensive Italian restaurant. He looked like a teenage girl and he kind of liked the new look. A nice waitress came to the table, stood by him and took their orders. The girls ordered their meals and they let him order anything they wanted. There was something very strange and unsettling about this woman. How she stood by him, keep looking at him. It was starting to freak him out. He looked at the menu.

He was having a hard time figuring out what he wanted. She bent down, close to his face. "Let me guess, I think you would want the delizioso lasagna? Lasagna ti amo piá¹ di ogni altra cosa al mondo " She told him in fluent Italian. Her smile was very sweet.

He was really getting worried. How did she know that. He looked up at her. No one else could hear what she whispered in his ear.

Then she said, very quietly, "Ti amo, mio amato figlio!"

His whole body went stiff. He had studied Italian and knew exactly what she told him.

"What?" He asked. "This has to be a trick. There's no way!"

Robyn went over, "What is going on here, Joan are you misbehaving, or giving her a hard time!"

"Oh, no not at all Robyn. I am just talking to, Joan here. She is a very interesting girl and I'd like to Meet her some time."

Robyn was slightly unsettled. But not much, she said, "That's great!" The woman obviously scared Shawn so that was fine with her.

The woman bent down close to Shawn's ear and said, "Ci incontreremo in seguito mio figlio. Ho tante cose da dirvi Io sono Rachael, tua madre e tu sei il mio figlio prediletto."

This was getting very weird. He looked up at her, and whispered back, "Grazie, mamma. Ti amo!"

The woman walked away and left him to try to figure out what the hell just happened. The woman walked up to him, informed him in fluent Italian what she figured he wanted to order, she knew what he liked. And then informed him quietly so no one else could hear that he was her son, and she was his mother. Then she left him stunned there. Could it be true? He thought that his mother died. What was going on here.

Judith saw how unsettled he was, but she didn't have a clue what the woman told him. It was way too quite. She asked, "Hey Joan what did the woman say to you?"

He shrugged and pretended he was very afraid, "She told me that she wanted to take me back and beat me for being a worthless sissy. Please don't make me be alone with her?"

She giggled in delight and said, "You must like being hit by women don't you?"

When the waitress returned with the drinks, Judith spoke up, "Hey, DO you want to take Joan to the back? You can do anything you want to him."

She smiled, "Of course. " She took his hand and said softly, "Vieni con me mio figlio."

She told him to follow her so he got up and he followed her to the back of the restaurant. This woman seemed to be very smart. Maybe what she said was true after all. Was it possible that she was really his mother? That would be incredible. Strange thoughts were swirling around his head. He was beginning to doubt that he could really endure this humiliation and torment the girls were inflicting on him but now, with someone's support. Then Perhaps there was a chance he could endure it without being destroyed.

He followed the woman into the room and she shut the door so no one could come in or hear. And she turned the lock. No one said anything for a few minutes. He just sat in a chair and looked at the woman in front of him. It was strange, He did see a strong resemblance. She was rather dark complected, long dark hair. She was very beautiful and if he had to guess, he would say she was probably Italian. He saw some of his features in her too. He guessed that was why he was so soft.

He looked up at her and said, "I am starting to see a resemblance in you. But, How do you know that you are my mother?" he asked her.

"Because, I have kept an eye on you all your life. Your father, Victor still tells me about you and I know that your family takes you here from time to time so for the past month or so. I have been working here. I was hoping you meet you, soon."

He thought it was a plausible story. "Why did they tell me you died, and why haven't you been here to help me all my life!?" He asked accusingly.

"Because I had to disappear. I opposed various policies of this government and had begun getting many threats and a prosecutor had filed charges against. me. Victor helped me disappear, and set up my 'death.' I am sorry I wasn't there for you, but I am here now. I can help you escape this."

There was suddenly hope and someone who seemed to care. He said, "Really, you can?"

She said, "Yes, but not right now. There's no way right, now, but arrangements can be made for you. I have found many connections with the underground and they can help you. I have many friends who can help you."

"Like who?" he asked hopefully.

She smiled again, "You can probably guess some things about me."

"Yes I guessed you are Italian. I'm still not sure how you hooked up with Victor."

She shook her head. "I am Sicilian. Your father met me in my family's home in Corleone, Sicily. Have you ever heard of the La Cosa Nostra?"

He nodded.

"My father works for Don Vito Andolini and they have a large Network here. I can arrange for you to meet some of them and with the right arrangements, Maybe you can even marry into the family. I know the thought of marrying a man may be repulsive for you, But we have made the arrangements for oppressed sissies to marry some of the powerful Caporegimes of the family and helped them escape the island, to freedom. A few even fell in love and lived happy. Others chose to leave and we let them."

He made a face but expected no better. Finally, there was a real glimmer of hope.

"How do you work for the Don?" he asked.

"I am the family's attorney. They call me the Consigliere."

Holy shit. That meant she was second only to the Don himself. She was his most trusted adviser.

"We have a large network here on this imprisoned island. And we operate pretty freely. The Dictator, Francisca Bahamonde has close relations with the family, We assist her in purchasing many food imports from Sicily and from America. We help them pass customs. Without us, much of her population would starve. The nation would be no better off than many of the poor banana republics in central America. You know what this country is like, don't you?"

He nodded, "Yes it is a fascist state that is almost ran like North Korea. A huge portion of the budget goes to the bloated military. Tell me about my family, how I was born. I want to know where I came from."

"I am your mother. Your father met me in Sicily. We fell in love, We married there. At that time, I still worked for the Andolini Family. I was a Capo doing hits and leading a part in one of the wars against another Family. He loved my ruthlessness. We married, and had you. When You were born, I named you Lucia. You were beautiful. Lucia is your true name. But the Family wanted to move operations to this country. So we packed up and moved. Then the general in charge of the army launched a coup and took power. She won and named herself the Generalissimo and reorganized it into a totalitarian state. She has been in power for around 13 years now. When I saw how cruel she was, and the cruelty she inflicted on the males in the country. That is when I began organizing a resistance. Voicing my opposition to the cruel policies of her regime and trying to have her overthrown. So, I caught the eye of the regime. There were attempts to arrest and capture me. Victor helped arrange my death. And I went underground. I am sorry that I wasn't there to help you, I hoped that you wouldn't be one of the boys selected for the cruel program they started. But I can see from your manner of dress that you were selected for the cruel forced feminization program. It hurts me to see how you have suffered, my son. Getting you out will take time. So for now, you will have to be strong and let them have their way. There will be a time for vengeance. But its not now. Just be strong, and you will have to let them feminize you."

He could see that she was very close to crying.

"My son, You are strong and I can see the same defiance that exists in me, is in you. Now tell me about you?"

He told her about himself, his desires. He heard her laugh softly when he said that there were some parts of dressing and being a woman that he liked. He didn't cringe when he saw that he actually looked like a real girl when he saw his image in the mirror. He told her about his dreams and the power he had to interpret them. He foresaw that he was going to be persecuted, so it was no surprise.

She looked at him for a long while.

"If you are wondering, your Father is not disappointed in you at all. He wants to make it look like he abandoned you, but he didn't. He just saw that there was nothing he could do to help you. If he tried to help you, he could had been arrested too. Did you say you could interpret dreams?"

He nodded so she said, "Perhaps you could help me. Vito had this dream and he doesn't know what it means."

"Tell me about it and I will try to help," he said.

"Well, One of his Caps had a vine in his hand, with three branches and they grew some grapes that the Caporegime intended to give to Vito. Another Caporegime has three baskets of bread intended for the Don too. Then some birds came along and ate the bread. "

The boy thought for a few minutes and then told her, "I think it means that One of the Caporegimes will be arrested, Possibly him and everyone under him. Get him out of the country quick. It will happen this week."

She nodded, "OK I will. I have to go. When you leave, Act like I hurt you and tell her it was horrible. "Bye mio amato figlio essere forte," He told her.

She told him he was her beloved son, and be strong. He nodded and almost cried.

He turned to leave when she said, "When the time comes, you will know it. We will make contact with you again some how. It may take several months or even up to a year. But be strong, my son."

She left and he walked out, crying with his face in his hands. Judith saw and began giggling. She was so cruel. He sat at the table and they all pestered her with questions. Thinking quickly, he made up a story about how she humiliated and degraded him. They brought it.

She returned with their meals they ordered, but they had to leave all too soon.

He felt very full and satisfied by the time they went home. He figured they were joking about making go on a diet. He needed to be well nourished to make a pretty convincing woman. There was a sexy nighty on his bed, for him when it was time to go to bed. It felt very silky and comfortable when he slipped it on. It made him feel very sexy and erotic..

He had already laid down preparing for a good sleep Robyn strode in his room with a syringe in her hand. Shawn curled up in fear when she said, "It wont hurt you Joan. Don't you remember our talk about the hormone treatment to give you a female form. The pill in the morning and a powerful injection before you go to bed. It wont hurt, just pull up your nighty and let me inject you."

He bent over, offering his backside in humiliation. She put the needle in and injected what ever it was. It didn't hurt and she let him go to sleep after that. As she left, she said, "We will examine you in the morning to see if this stuff is as quick as it claims to be. We paid very good money for this. It says its effects are almost immediate. You should see visible breast growth when you wake up, so we will see."

He groaned in despair as she left. 'Oh my God I hope not!'

The young son of a rich and powerful business man struggles to survive the cruelty of his step family. The son, now forced to live as a female named Joan, finds that his power is growing. How will he overcome his persecutors?

Shawn did not get to go out for the rest of the week. He had been kept inside and forced to serve the rest of his family. He had worked hard waiting on his step sisters hand and foot. He worked at least sixteen hours each day and went to bed totally exhausted every night. He didn't let it show at all. In fact he prided himself that he was able to keep up his charm, and the illusion that he loved serving his sisters and being a pretty young girl. But he got used to the difficult grueling work. By Friday, his step mother told him that because he had been working so hard he could have a little time off.

He groaned under his breath. This couldn't be good. He knew what Lilith's idea of a break for him was. Not that he couldn't use some time off from working. He was under no illusion that they had anything resembling the time off that he had earned. It was far more likely that his family had planed something very degrading and humiliating for him. He would prefer that they let him ride his bike or something. But he knew he may as well forget that. No way in hell they would let him do that.

Lilith smirking, she said, "Why don't you slip into your sexy bathing suit?"

Of course she wanted him to do that. He smiled and said, "Oh, of course I cant wait to wear it again. It made me look so pretty! Thank you for giving me a chance to wear it again," he cheerfully said, and ran up the steps to his bedroom.

Lilith followed him up the steps for some reason. She stood in the room with him. He said, "Um, can you please give me some privacy so I can change?"

"I can see that you have already forgotten our little talk from the other Morning, Now strip!"

He looked at her dumbfounded when she said in a firm voice, "I said strip!"

He was actually trembling as he removed his clothes. Stripping in front of Lilith was totally humiliating. But he felt powerless to disobey her. Standing there, cowering in shame in front of his step mother and his step sister Judith. They led him to the full length mirror and positioned him in front of it so he could see what he was beginning to look like. He was trying to be brave but it was difficult with the extent of their cruelties and humiliation they inflected on him.

He remembered seeing visible feminine development the day after he had began hormone therapy. His nipples had grown rather puffy the morning after he begun. There was some very clear and visible growth under his nipples the second day. His breasts clearly stuck out from his chest. It wasn't very much to look at, hardly enough to even fill a triple A bra cup, but there was something there that shouldn't had been. After an entire week of taking the pills and nightly injection, He could fill out a full A cup. He was undergoing some very rapid freaky growth. His hips were rounder, there was more shape to his buttocks, his waist was much slimmer and he was beginning to freak out. He had the body of someone that had been on Hormone replacement therapy for six months.

Judith caught his dejected look and his mother smile and said, "I think you owe your step sister a big thank you for helping you with your medication."

He wanted to scream, but he couldn't get the will to resist his stepmother. She seemed so large and intimidating. He knew her cruelty well.

He looked at her, posed and said, "Oh thank you so much my beloved sister for helping me realize my dreams of becoming a woman. Step mother, What is happening to me." He swore he looked like he had been six months of hormone therapy. But it was one goddamn week. 'What if they are overdosing me? Could they be out to kill me for saying that I want to be a girl? Will the judge, or doctor intervene, if so?'

She smiled, "Well, our government spends more in research than anyone else in the world. We had some of the best and brightest scientist in the area of feminization come to our country to help out. The government pays very these scientist very well and this is one of the results its a super potent quick acting hormone therapy."

"How can it be so potent. I didn't think making the hormone any more potent would speed it up. I thought that overdosing will just overload the body and cause toxic shock and death," he said. He knew how it worked, his transsexual friend told him that.

His step mother replied, "Not with this stuff. There is no danger of an overdose or toxic shock. They have done a lot of research and discovered how to inject over 10 times the normal amount of estrogen into a boy's system to provide a quick boost, and there is zero change of an overdose. Don't worry. It is very safe and Its even more effective for boys your age. A young preteens body is particularly susceptible to this treatment, before the onset of male puberty, it will be extremely effective. The treatment will stop the body from being flooded with male testosterone. It will flood your body with estrogen and will induce a female puberty in a boy your age, and provide proper growth of female reproductive organs. This treatment will cause you to develop the internal reproductive organs."

He was getting very scared now. What the hell were they talking about? How could they cause him to develop female reproductive organs?

His stepmother continued, "Of course, In time, we will have to have a doctor do the external work on you, creating a vagina for your body or you will die when the onset of a girl's menstrual cycle begins. The fluid will need some place to exit or it will kill you. That might be some time next year, but I've chosen to have it done early." She saw the look on his face and quickly added, "Oh don't worry, not yet. Possibly, lets say in two to three months. I thought you told the judge that was exactly what you wanted?"

"Oh, yeah I do. I cant wait. I'd rather have it done next week!" Not really, but he knew he had to appear eager or else.

He closely examined his feminine body and felt shame, his sister Judith smiling behind him, "I think you have taken enough that it has probably prevented your normal puberty already I bet it has caused your testicles to shut down production of testosterone. We will have to have that removed next week for your own safety," He looked at her in the mirror and she was really smiling.

His step mother strode over to his dresser and he saw her walking up behind him in the mirror twirling a new swimsuit on her finger. "With your new figure, you'll look even prettier the two piece swimsuit." She held it in front of him

The idea of wearing that shameful thing in front of his step mother and step sister was too humiliating. A wave of embarrassment crashed down on him and he took a gulp of air. He couldn't wear it again. It was just so feminine and girlish.

"Robyn told me that you brought this at a place called the Secret Sissy. I had a hard time believing that you actually brought something so whorish and tiny, but I checked with the stores owner Ms. Gladith and she had a vivid recollection of when you brought it. She described you to a tee. Even that scar on your stomach. She said you were like a kid in a candy store with all the feminine articles of clothes they had."

He stood there thinking for a few short seconds. Quickly recovering knowing that it was no use. He knew he was set up and there was no way out. One of his step sisters must had told her all of that stuff, but it was no use. Lilith would believe what she wanted to believe, so he looked up at her and smiled again. "Oops, I guess I wasn't sneaky enough, oh well, you know that I wanted to be a girl, now, but I was still hiding it when I got that item. You probably don't know how many times I went to the local Victoria's Secret in the mall, Or how many times I went to Kohl's. I love women's clothes and I am not ashamed anymore. I want to live as a woman!"

She nearly shouted, "You even wore it for your step sisters after you swore them to secrecy. Well, now I want to wear it for me. Now put it on!"

He nearly flinched at his step mothers orders, but he did it. Taking the bikini bottom from her and pulled it up his legs. It screamed femininity at him as he pulled it into place. With smirk, she shoved the top in his hands. Then he put the top on. She looked at him and said, "Well maybe in a few weeks you will be able to fill it out. Lets get these," And she handed him the breast forms. They felt like they weighed a ton. He wished the earth would swallow him as he placed them into the swimsuits enormous cups. When she reached around him to adjust them into the cups of the top, he thought he would explode with shame.

He could see the smug satisfaction on his step mothers face. She waited behind him for a few minutes. "Well?"

It took him a few seconds to realize that she wanted him to put on the rest of the outfit. Getting the high heeled stiletto out of his closet and slipping them on and then went to the dresser and after trying a couple of drawers he found the chiffon coverup. Just touching it was embarrassing. He struggled with the large buttons, but he put it on with a bright smile on his face. Then to his sisters shock, he stood in front of her. He gave her a smile that seemed very sweet then dipping in a cute curtsey and said, "Thank you so much dear sister for giving me this change to show my step mother how beautiful I am. I am genuinely thankful to you both."

Judith saw something else. It wasn't a genuine look of gratitude that it looked like from his step mothers angle. There was something dark and evil glaring at her from his eyes. She knew that there was something dangerous and hateful and it was now directed at her. She was stubborn and wouldn't show the fear that she started feeling in his presence. He could see her fear too.

His step mother strode over and said, "Much better. No one will confuse you for a boy in that get up."

'Well of course not! he thought. He said, "I hope not, step mother. I put so much effort into looking like a girl that I don't want it wasted. I love this."

"But I have a surprise for you.," Judith laughed as she handed him a matching beach bag, scarf, sunglasses and there was even a pink parasol!" Ms. Gladith said these will go with your outfit and if you want to go around as a girl then you have to learn that the details make an outfit."

His face burned as his Judith happily arrayed him in the accessories. When they were done, he did look like a extremely femmy girl. But, at least he did look like a girl and that meant he would fit in all dressed up in a sophisticated women's two piece swimsuit.

"Mom doesn't he look perfect,?" Judith said.

He sighed.

"Yes dear. But this is just a start. Your femmy brother still has a long way to go. Thanks to Dr. Cindel and Ms. Gladith, I've got lots of ideas for Joan."

'Oh this couldn't be any good,'. He wondered what kind of ideas his step mother had. She was smiling at him He was staring at his step sister who set the whole thing up. Rage boiled inside of him as his sister was enjoying his cruel humiliation. She in fact set it all up. He looked at her and smiled again. His mother took it as a smile of real love and affection. His sister saw something totally different. It was a pure hateful, frightening smile. She could see it almost like a demon looking at her though the boys innocent eyes. Then she heard something speak. She heard her brother say, "I hate you and you will pay for this. One day, I will destroy you!" The sound was frightening as if something evil has said it. No one said it. it was more like a raging roar from hell.

Judith heard it. She became very frightened, but the recovered and stared at her sissy stepbrother's insolence. She stormed up to him and said seething in anger, "What did you just say little sissy?"

He looked at her totally innocently, "Wh-what, Dear sister, I said that I deeply love you."

She stamped her feet, "No you didn't you liar. You said you would kill me!" She slapped him hard.

Her mother got in between them, held Judith off and said, "Hey, Calm down, Joan said nothing of the sort and I was here. I heard him say he loved you."

Judith was seething and said, "I heard him say he would kill me. Didn't you hear it?"

She shook her head and looked at Judith like she was going mad, "Judith are you all right. All he said was that he loved having a sister like you. Are you sure you are all right?"

Shawn looked at her in mock fear, "Judith," He said trembling, "All I said was that I loved you. I am sorry if that upset you." There was something in his eyes that spoke out of pure hate.

She now understood that she had awoken something evil inside Shawn. And he set her up and now her mother thought she was mad. Fear ran through her when she heard a roar in her mind laughing. Shawn was looking totally innocent.

Her mother looked at her bewildered daughter and said, "Judith snap out of it girl. You two better hurry, you don't want to be late."

Her mothers words snapped at him, he said, "What's going on?" But he had already guessed that Heather invited them over to her house for a pool party. Wearing a bikini he had the right outfit, his sisters also had on a bathing suit, so what else could it be? And one of her closest friends was Heather, he kind of liked her as a friend. Not that he had anything like a romantic interest in her. He did like her older sister. And he had one of his instinctive feelings on it and that was never wrong.

Judith confirmed his fears when she said, "Heather invited us to her house for a pool party. Wont that be fun? We can walk and its only a few blocks."

He knew it, and he knew it was no use fighting it. The results would all be the same. He didn't want to walk outside dressed in a girls bikini, but he had already went shopping in his maid's outfit, so why not a bikini. He threw his shoulders back and said, "Well, lets go, sis," he said with loving affection.

His stepmother said joyously, "Dear, I want everyone to see what a girly little boy my precious son is. Besides, they have girls who have already seen the real you. Remember?"

'Well that was the truth, but why did she suddenly become so cruel?'

In no time, Judith was dragging him to Heather's house, "Keep up, or I'll punish you right here. I put the crop in your bag. Remember what my mom said!"

He responded spitefully, "Its easy for you, you don't have to wear these fucking stilettos. Please slow down for me."

She just grabbed his arm and pulled him harder. He did his best to keep up but, he didn't quite have walking in stilettos down yet. He did smile. He knew that he did have some serious power now and he intended to use it.

At Heather's house, all he did was smile knowingly. He didn't know how he would be greeted by Heather's mother, but he knew she didn't have a clue what was going on. This was going to be interesting. His step sister knocked and he saw the door open. There was Ms. Johnson, Heather's mom, answered the door.

"Hi, girls. Come on in. Heather and the other girls are out by the pool." By that time, Ms. Johnson had taken a closer look at Shawn. She nearly shrieked, "Oh-my-god. Isn't it a little early for Halloween. What are you doing, Shawn?!"

His wonderful stepsister Judith answered, "Well, This is my sister, Joan now. It turns out Shawn has been secretly dressing and acting like a girl for ages and Mom says its time for him to come out of the closet," she smiled.

"Is that true, Shawn?"

He stood there red faced, "Well, Ms. Johnson. My sister helped me realize how wonder it could be, being a pretty girl so I decided to try it."

She looked at him in disgust and asked, "What made you want to be a girl?"

He looked up, smiling at his sister wickedly. "Majdanek convinced me."

For a few seconds, she stood there in mute horror unable to speak. She had of heard of that place, too.

Judith began to think that perhaps the place was real.

Ms. Johnson squeaked softly, "Go on, the girls are waiting for you. " She gave Shawn a sympathetic look as they went past. He didn't trust Ms. Johnson.

Then she said, "I like your swimsuit, Joan."

Judith glared at him. Her mother had given him clear instructions on what to do when ever he received a compliment, whether it was real or sarcastic. "Thank you, I just adore it and I bought it myself," He had to say.

Ms. Johnson didn't hide her flabbergasted look as she invited them in. It was clear she didn't really understand what he had gotten into.

He was glad to get away from her, but the shrieks of the girls brought him back to reality. "Look who's here. Its Joan, the sissy! How darling you look, Prissy. Look! he's carrying a sissy parasol."

He was totally prepared for them. "Well what is wrong with me looking like this. I like being a girl, don't you? What is so bad about me desiring to be a girl just like you?"

They still laughed.

Just when he thought he couldn't be any more humiliated, he heard something that sent chills down his spine. "What on earth is going on down here? Heather could you and your friends keep it down a little?" As she finished speaking, the assembled girls parted and his nightmare was confirmed. It was Suzy Johnson! Heather was her younger sister! Trying to back away but the girls blocked his escape. He was trapped and he now knew that was the entire idea of this whole thing. He had a total crush on Suzy for the longest time. They even dated romantically in the past. But Heather didn't like him for some reason.

Suzy stared at him disbelievingly. "Vivian, Vivian Newman, Is that you, Why are you dressed up like a....." She couldn't believe it.

Heather chirped, "A big Fairy?" That is because that is what he is, ask him."

Suzy looked at him questioningly, hurt and confusion in her eyes.

Stammering as he tried to think of some excuse for being in her house dressed like that but, couldn't think of any. His heart was pounding in his ears and throat tightened as he began to think, "Suzy, it's kind of complicated," He tried to say, stalling. Judith poked him hard from behind. Her mom had threatened that if he were less than 'forthright" with anyone, that she would see that the judge knew about it, and send him back to Majdanek. Taking a deep breath, he pretended it was all a dream. "Suzy, Well. It is like this. I am a transgendered, that means I want more than anything to be a real girl. Just like you and my wonderful stepsister, Judith here is helping me."

That was one of the most degrading things he ever had to say.

The girls erupted at his answer and Judith and her friends quickly dragged him to the pool. Suzy was left standing mutely, a horrified look on her face.

It hardly mattered that the girls spent the rest of the afternoon teasing and taunting him. All he could think about was Suzy and what she must think of him. Just a few weeks ago, they had been on the verge of romance. He knew she really liked him. But it was clear that she was horrified and really believed him. And she wouldn't accept him now. He just knew there was no way she would attempt to help him. That hurt him more than anything. Why were women so hurtful and cruel?

As he thought about Suzie, he could see her inside the house sipping a glass of wine and staring at him. When she caught him looking, she flipped her wrist and blew him a kiss. She would not accept him anymore.

As Heather and Judith and her friends busies themselves with drinks and snacks in the kitchen, Suzy finally made her way out to the lounge chair where he had been instructed to remain. Although she had a tight smile on her face, her eyes were red and it looked like she had been crying. He felt awful. Unlike her younger sister, Suzy had been sweet and kind and he hated to see she was upset.

He was on the verge of disobeying one of the judge's direct commands when lucky, she stopped him. She shouted, "I feel so stupid. It's so obvious to me now. I thought it was strange when you volunteered to play Little Bo-Peep back in fifth grade. I really wanted that part. And to think I have been dying for you to ask me out for weeks. I guess my friends will now think I'm some sort of lesbian or something."

She wiped away a tear trying to regain her composure. "I'm sorry. Just listen to me, only thinking of myself. I can only imagine what it was like for you, now that your secret is out."

"I have been keeping it for a long time. Now I am glad my secret it out but, What is so bad about being a lesbian. Can't we still be together?"

She shook her head, "I am afraid not. I think you better stop right there. Joan," she said firmly. "Even though my dreams of us being a couple are finished. I still want to be your friend. After all, you are going to need a friend in light of all that has happened." She gestured to his outfit. "Its really too bad that boys... like you can't come out of the closet on their own. I guess that is part of the problem. I called your step mother, and..."

"You did what!" He exclaimed. That couldn't be good.

"It isn't polite to interrupt, Joan!" She warned seriously. "As I was saying, I talked to your stepmother and she told me all she wanted to do is to help make your fantasies come true. Why are you whimpering? I think that sounds wonderful. Who wouldn't want their fantasies to come true? Your stepmother told me about the classes she went to and offered to tell me exactly what to do to help you though this. Isn't that great?"

"Suzy, Please. You don't understand. You really think any of them really wants to help me. You cant put two and two together?"

"Don't worry, Joan. Your stepmother told me all about how you love being feminized, teased, embarrassed and humiliated. I've got to admit. I did think that was disgusting, but the more I think about it, the more I feel like I want to do that for you. I kind of like the idea. If that's what turns you on, who am I to judge. To think, I always assumed you liked girls."

Did every girl he meet have to be a closet dominatrix? "Well I still like girls, I just like being one too. Is that too difficult to understand?" Wow, this girl was also pretty dumb. He stared at Suzy though tears filled his eyes. This couldn't be happening. "Please Suzy I don't like being teased and humiliated. Don't do that to me! " Tears were streaming down his cheeks.

"Your mother warned me that you would deny it. It's all right sweetie; you just let it out and I told her that if that's what you wanted, I'd do everything I could to help." She sounded to pleased, actually she sounded eager to begin humiliating him. Perhaps being a dominatrix and humiliating a boy was something she secretly desired but needed the right guy to try it on. Then she added, "You need to know that you're really lucky to have an accepting and caring family like your step mother and your step sisters to help you."

Right, he thought sarcastically.

The girls returned with their drinks as heather chirped, "Suzy are you and the sissy enjoying a little girl talk?"

"As a matter of face we are," She said cheerily. As Shawn dried his tears, Suzy looked at him with a wry smile, "Joan, your mother mentioned that you've been working on something at home for Judith and her. Why don't you give Heather and the other girls a demonstration," She looked at him impishly.

Of course she did. He knew exactly what she was talking about but he couldn't bring himself to do it.

At his hesitation, Judith reached into the beach bag and handed Suzy the crop. "Here, mom says that we should use this when Sissy won't obey. " Suzy giggled and took a few practice sings with it.

It became clear to him that Suzy had a horrible sadistic side when she hit him viciously.

"I adore being a sissy," He said between sobs for what seemed to be the hundredth time. When Suzy was given the crop to use on him, she had no problem using it and given him a couple of really hard swats. It wasn't long before Suzy was giggling and raining down blows on his bottom with a sadistic glee on her face. She hesitated slightly when he began crying. But she picked up the pace when he was unable to stop after she insisted that he stop crying.

He found himself alone with Suzy before they all had to leave. Though his tears of abject betrayal and humiliation, He attempted to reason with her. "You said that my stepmother told you that I enjoyed being abused and humiliated like this, and you believe her?"

She nodded and said, "Yes of course. Even you said you were a transgender." The idiot clearly had no idea what a transgender person was.

"Then what do you think the crop is for? I know Judith said its to make me obey, but think about why I need to be forced to obey if I enjoy this. Wouldn't you think there would be no need for threats and intimidation, and abject brute force to keep me in line if I enjoyed this?"

She thought for a second and then said, "No not at all, and you aren't going to ruin this for me. I was warned you were manipulative and deceitful. Now shut it sissy."

It was clear she was unwilling to see reason. Maybe she believed him and maybe she didn't. She just enjoyed the power and was unwilling to give it up. She was deceitful and her betrayal hurt him deeply.

"Fine, Suzy, " He said sadly with an air of finality that actually hurt Suzy. "You have betrayed me and the hope I felt for you and me today is done. You have hurt me worse than anyone ever has before. Suzy, I hate you!" He glared at her hatefully. She flinched back at the hatred she saw in his eyes.

"Joan don't say that. I am just trying to help you like Lilith is!"

He roared, "Bullshit! Don't lie to me. You just enjoy hurting me like everyone else does. Just admit you are sadistic and be done with it!" The hateful glare was still there and he saw her flinch back. It was no longer his voice roaring at her. It was something dark and totally inhuman glaring back at her. And he felt it. Though his hatred and pain, he had reached the point within his mind.

He grabbed it, took the power he felt. Something happened. He reached out with his mind and touched hers. He jammed into her mind and took control of it. He said nothing. But she felt his hatred burning and she heard something speaking to her. It felt like a demonic roar, 'You have betrayed me Suzy, Everyone that has hurt me will pay dearly and you are added to the list. Remember this moment for ever Suzy! He cut the contact and just looked at her. He saw her friends come back to say 'bye'.

Suzy was mute for a few short seconds. Shawn was bouncing like a cheerleader. He hugged Suzy, but she was still trying to figure out what the fuck happened. As Judith was taking them home, He looked back and smiled at Suzy. She knew exactly what it meant. She felt cold fear gripping her.

Shawn was deep in thought as they were walking back to their place. He wasn't sure what had happened, but he figured two things: First, his hatred released something and that hatred gave him some kind of power. The power was there, he felt it in his mind. He now felt it and his hatred made it even stronger. The power was there and all he had to do was release it. He knew how to do it now. Second, he had foreseen Suzy's betrayal the night before in one of his dreams, he refused to believe it would really happen. He should had trusted the dream.

Suzy was ghostly white by the time Judith came to take him home. Later that night, Lilith was smirking as she fed him his dinner. At least she bothered to get off her ass and cook something for once. He was starting to think she forgot how to cook. The dinner tasted like she forgot how to cook. He should had stayed home and cooked for them, he was the only one that really knew how to cook. Oh well, Eating crap was better than nothing, he hoped. Maybe she didn't fuck up enough to make them sick.

She said though her smirk, "Did you have a good time this afternoon, bathing beauty?"

She knew damn well she didn't. "Of course not. The love of my life betrayed me all because of your lie. I cant believe you did this to me, Lilith."

She laughed and said his lie was the cause. "And I had the most entertaining conversation with your love , Suzy. You should had heard the shock in her voice when she heard about the real you. Poor girl, she actually wanted to go out with you. Isn't that hilarious? Imagine, a pansy sissy like you dating with a girl? I thought she was going to throw up when I told her about your performance in my nightgown. I lied of course and told her that you love all of this. She is such a goody-goody and she'd never do anything to hurt you. By the time we were finished, she really wanted to help you be happy and make all your girlish dreams come true. Isn't that sweet. I told her to go to Dr. Cindel's sissification materials online and I just know that she will have lots of ideas that will make you wish you never fooled her into in to thinking you were a normal boy."

He figured it was more likely she would wish they had never met. But they will see if she does want to return and torment him. But he got his courage and asked, "What is wrong with a girl going out with a sissy, or a transgender like me? Is it so wrong to be transgender? Or lesbian. What has made you so judgmental and hateful, Mother?"

It was a perfectly reasonable question, but of course, she wasn't reasonable. All it got him was knocked flat on his back holding his injured cheek. The blow felt strong enough to break his jaw. But luckily there was no injury. He got up trying to shake away the stares he was seeing clouding his vision. "Good response, Mother thanks for clearing that up."

Her hands on her hips, "You are welcome, sissy. Want another lesson then keep trying me."

He just smiled and said, "No, forget it. I learned all about you that I needed to know," and he did learn all he needed to. He found out that she was completely incapable of having a rational discussion. What an idiot she was.

The next morning after his breakfast, he found himself jammed into Lilith's car surrounded by Judith and her jabbering friends and Robyn came along for the ride. She pulled the car into a parking space in the exclusive part of town in front of a store he realized from his dream. His heart fell as he read the stylized script on the pink and white awning, "Sissy's Secret."

He turned to Lilith and said, "Thank you for bringing me here, Mother. I am so happy you took me here."

She thanked him. But he doubted she knew why he thanked her. She was about to find out.

"You are welcome and since you obviously enjoy shopping here, Fairy boy, I think you must simply wear their fashions all the time and you better behave, or else."

He smiled, "Of course I will behave, Mother."

He didn't struggle as the girls hurried him alone. He could see that the girlishly posed boy mannequins in the windows were attired in dresses. They were so prissy and girly he gasped in horror.

This is going to be so much fun," Heather whispered in his ear.

"Oh I know it, Heather," he answered back shocking her. Then he asked, "Hey, why isn't your older sister coming along?"

"Oh she said she was sick. I tried to get her to come, but she was shaking all over. Suzy must have come down with something awful. But you don't need to worry about that."

"I don't, but maybe you do, Heather," He gave her that smile.

As he entered the store, he was nearly beside himself with rage. The store was decorated in an explosion of pink ribbons and bows, accentuated with feminine floral prints. The store made that Victoria's Secret in the mall look like a men's locker room! It was like he had entered the center of ancient city of Gomorrah. It wasn't that they were selling girls clothes for boys. He didn't mind crossdressers, but it was that this store was clearly part of the government program of persecution on young boys. It was designed to for mistresses and abusive mothers forcing their sons into it. This store had obviously destroyed many boys childhoods. He understood his mission. He was to destroy it today. And he would.

The merchandise here was even more feminine than the decor. No real girl would be caught dead in it if they were over five years old. Other than toddlers dresses, or weddings, he had never laid eyes on such excessively feminine clothes. While the girls were gleefully examining the boy mannequins dressed in party dresses, a mannish looking woman approached him. Her hair was in a severe bun, and she wore pinstriped man's tailored suit. She was freaky and imposing.

"Joan! How wonderful to see you again," The woman gave him a ladylike hug like they were old friends. He had never seen her in his life. "I hope you can forgive me, sweetie, but I told Lilith about your shopping spree for your swimsuit. You are a very naughty little girl telling me your family knew all about the real you. Shame on you!"

He gave her that wicked smile. The woman drew back a little. His mother said, "Gladith, I have been looking forward to this. I cant wait to see how my little closet sissy likes it when he is dressed like an effeminate sissy all the time. I want there to be no mistake about the fact that my son is a silly little girly-boy."

Gladith gave him a feral smile, "You needn't worry. Our team of designers and chemist works incessantly to developed the perfect sissification program for every boy. Tell me what you have in mind for the prissy."

"Well, Gladith, since Priscilla thinks it's so funny to mock women - me, in particular - with his little dress-up games, I want him to know exactly how it feels to be the object of ridicule," She came over and lifted his chin. "From now on, I'm going to make sure that my son's appearance is as outrageously effeminate as possible."

She smiled again, "I can do all of that. Our research team has had the most brilliant scientist since the very beginning. Then she whispered to them, "Do you know that Doctor Josef Mengelea began this program when he escaped from Germany after its surrender. His whole team came here and helped begin this program for children. Dr Cindel is one the descendants of his top scientists. Our team of chemist and scientist and doctors are following his traditions."

He looked into his step mothers cold angry eyes pleading with her to relent, but her only response was to pinch him on the cheek. His dejected look was hilarious to his sisters. Gladith's grin returned, "I just know the image for your step son. Lets start with some more lingerie and something to remind your son of his new status in life and of course he simply must be in dresses and skirts all the time. "

His sisters laughed uproariously as he turned beet red.

Gladith wasn't finished. "Since Priscilla is such a femmy little girly-boy, he really should appear as prim and ladylike as possible. So we'll give him an exaggerated fifties look; a sissy sophisticate, but absurdly effeminate," she laughed. The girls began laughing and giving her more humiliating suggestions. They thought it was the funniest thing in the world.

He started to tremble, "Stop it, stop laughing at me. I'm not going to wear any of your crap and you cant do this to me! I don't want to be a absurdly effeminate sissy. I am a real girl and I'm going to grow up to be a true woman!"

"Had enough?" A sexy pretty clerk asked. He nodded tearfully; He thought she would never stop after Gladith had asked her to "correct his attitude." It stung like hell, and in no time he was sobbing from a mixture of pain and humiliation. The clerk led him back to where Gladith and his tormentors were waiting. "Joan, there you are. We've got to hurry; Sarah is expecting you in the salon."

Gladith roughly grabbed his arm and propelled him past the racks of dresses to a different part of the store. In a few seconds, they were standing in front of a reception desk to what appeared to be an old-fashioned, very feminine beauty salon. The place had a sickeningly sweet smell of hair spray and junk. Looking past the reception area, He could see operators attired in pink smocks working on their clients. Looking more closely, He could see that the clients in girlish pink capes getting their hair cut, curled, styled and sprayed were boys... like him. Sisters, mothers, and aunts were all watching gleefully, mocking the children just because they were males, and getting their hair done... like ladies. He felt sorry for them. He was so upset by what he saw, he didn't notice the arrival of Sarah, the manager of the salon.

She was very beautiful and young too. Her full lips were set in a smirk as she looked him up and down. "Well hello, girls. Let me guess, you must be Ms. Dark?"

Well, He wanted to see what she would do to his hair. He submissively let her do her thing.

Sarah beamed at him, "Who might this girl be?" she asked.

"This is my step son Joan. Joan Darc and this is his step sister Judith. I want to watch him get a full feminine makeover, pretty makeup, divine hairstyle and glamorous nails. The works. He has been dishonest with his family and his friends about his sissy fantasies and I want to make it obvious to everyone who sees him."

Sarah giggled cruelly, "Joan, Did you hear that. We are going to have so much fun!"

She brought over a large book full of feminine hairstyles and of course, she picked out the most effeminate style she could for him. She purred evilly, "I think this is the perfect style but its a nightmare to style. So much curlers, styling gel and tons of spray. You will need weekly appointments for a wash and set. Of course real girls never get their hair styled this way. At least not since the Fifties. Its a truly sissies do. Well they wanted to destroy any chance he had of being a real respected girl in society. He would let have their fun. Then he would have his fun.

She pointed to the revolting picture of a boy with the girlish teased bouffant, thick bangs covering his forehead and a silly bow on his head. He could never have 'passed' He was clearly made out to be a joke. like Shawn would soon be. Of course, this do, was going to be platinum blonde. Sarah chuckled.

Sarah roughly went to work ignoring his whimpers as she tugged his hair and coated it with a foul smelling paste. After she rinsed that out, she happily shampooed him, trimmed his hair and began putting curlers in using a lot of thick setting gel and small prickly curlers. She rolled them in tight and he let her. He began enjoying it. He knew he would look silly but he could use it. He would look different than all the other girls. That was the point. If he needed a change in his life then he would accept it. And he would make the best of it. They would all notice him all right, and they would all learn to fear him.

He was sitting there in the chair with his hair full of rollers. Judith talked to Sarah as she worked, "Wow that looks like a lot of work. Will he have to do that every day?"

"Absolutely, " Sarah said. "Right before bedtime. I'll let you pick out lots of pretty chiffon sleep bonnets to cover his curlers. He will need to take out his curlers in the morning, Tease his hair out, pin it up and spray it into place. He will look so girlish and I know he will love it."

He actually smiled, Yes, he would and so would they.

"Hear that, Joan. You are going to be a curler queen!" His step mother laughed. "As you roll your hair every night, it will remind you what a fairy you are."

He smiled, "Indeed. I am happy."

When his head was completely covered in neat rolls of small pink curlers, Sarah put him under a hair dryer and pulled down a large bullet shaped hood and shoved a Teen Sissy Magazine in his hand. The roar of the hair dryer kept him from hearing anything with his ears. But He could see the girls laughing and pointing at him. Of course, they all had cameras. He shut his eyes, And let the hatred fill him. He could touch all of the minds around him, and hear what they were saying. Sarah and Lilith was talking about their plans for him and the girls were mostly mocking him. He smiled. They were talking about what a sissy boy he was going to be when his hair was done nice and pretty.

When it was done, the girls giggled their approval as Sarah led him back to her chair and began taking the curlers out. What they did to his hair was silly. But, he smiled in approval. He actually liked his new look. His hair was a mass of stiff platinum blonde curls. He smiled and said, "Thank you Sarah. "

"Now watch how I do this Sugar because you will need to learn to do this yourself. "

Sarah took a comb and began combing his hair, but she combed it up. She yanked his head all over the place. Then she used bobby pins on the side to pin his hair up on the sides. Except for the bangs, his hair was arranged on top of his head like cotton candy. She sprayed the whole thing some strong smelling hair spray. He looked like a pretty actress from a actress from a old movie from the 50s. He liked it. It did make him very unique and that was good. He would be noticed and that was the entire point. He was very unique with his pretty bouffant hairdo. They thought it was a joke, but he didn't. He intended on making something very serious with it. He accepted his new look gracefully.

The girls clapped with their hands in amusement, "Joan aren't you so pretty in your bouffant. Its so cute."

Sarah stood in front of him, appraising him. She smiled, she clearly liked it too as she took his head in both of her hands, looking at his hair carefully. Smiled right in his face, "Don't you like your hair? Smile for me."

She looked at him when he smiled. He gave her the most hateful feral smile he could. Seeing her flinch, he reached for the evil he felt deep in his mind. Finding what he was looking for, he took control and let the evil flood his mind. Stabbing with his new found power at her mind. Feeling the presence of her mind, stabbing at her. Invading her mind, sealing around it and finally taking control. Instead of scaring her, making her hear the demonic voice, He wanted something more this time. He took total control over her mind, searching though her memories. Finding exactly what he was looking for, all of her motor control, sensory imputes, all the required functions she needed in order to think and move. He shut down all the vital parts of her brain functions, and destroyed her mind totally. It took but a few quick seconds and then he severed the connection. Sarah wouldn't destroy anyone's life ever again. The effort that required was enormous. It took more out of him than he planed. Leaving him totally exhausted and with a splitting migraine headache.

Judith heard him say, "I hate you, Sarah."

He sat there almost totally incapacitated and exhausted. The migraine nearly immobilized him and as a result he could barely hear anything.

Judith shook her, looked at him, "How dare you disturb us little brother. Shall I spank him, Sarah?" Her yell sounded like a roar that caused an even more piercing pain though his head.

Judith shook her, "Sarah? Hello, Sarah?"

Sarah just stood there with a dumb look on her face. She couldn't move or do anything.

"What did you do to her, Joan?"

"I didn't do anything. What did you do to her?" he looked at her innocently.

The young son of a rich powerful man is abused by his step family after his father marries a manipulative woman. They subject him to horrible cruelty

Shawn had went too far this time. Thinking he could do anything with his newly found abilities but it went way too far this time. He had expended way too much energy than he thought and as a result, it nearly incapacitated him. The experience left him very tired and he had a painful headache. Destroying the woman's mind had left him nearly completely debilitated with his head was pounding from the most horrible migraine.

The place was in a near panic, but he couldn't see much, he was having trouble seeing straight. Feeling the pounding pain in his head, he tried to massage his temples trying to ease the pain. Gladith ran over to help her Sarah and She was yelling, shaking her, trying to get some reaction.

They soon called for an emergency medical team to come in and they examined her. It was determined that she had a nearly fatal embolism in her brain. They sprinted her out to the hospital. It was all over pretty quickly, but not for him.

Another beautician took her place. They discussed appointments, but Lilith said that she will make appointments at her place and she will have her friend Beth, her regular stylist really give him the 'works'.

The other woman laughed and said, "Well, you might find it amusing to find that places like that are where guys are unwelcome. That's a place where your son can really learn about ridicule and humiliation."

Of course Lilith liked that idea, Shawn thought.

Then, another woman roughly led him to a makeup counter. The pretty makeup girl laughed as she took in his new bouffant hair. "Love your do, Darling. We can do a lot of different ways with your makeup. Most sissies like to wear just a hint of makeup, maybe a little clear lip gloss and a touch of foundation. Enough to feel pretty, but not noticeable, unless you are looking for it.

The next level, we have a prettier girlier look, this is for boys who want to be more obvious in their femininity. Option three is our feminine coup de gras. The look is one of excessive femininity in the extreme."

He knew damn well what they would choose, but he didn't let them speak for him this time, "That's what I want, right Lilith? Option three?"

"Is that what you really want? It's also very high maintenance. You'll have to check and fix your make-up constantly throughout the day. Your compact mirror will be your new best friend."

He smiled, "Just so!" He wished the headache would go away!

His step mother finally said, "Yes that sounds good. My son enjoys pretending to be a girl so much, he must wear lots and lots of make up. I cant wait to make him freshen up his makeup in front of all of his old friends."

It was decided, she said, "OK, lets start with his eyebrows. I need to shape them."

He was waiting for that. She started plucking them, he didn't yelp once and when she finished, he had ultra fem thin arched eyebrows. He said, "Perfect. You did well."

He looked at his image in the mirror. Even if he didn't wear any makeup he would look very feminine. He hoped they didn't grow back. Judith and Heather doubled over in laughter.

Next, she took out a bottle and started applying a thick liquid to his face with a sponge. She told him it was foundation. After his face was covered in the stuff, he felt like his face weighted a ton. Before he could say anything, the woman started applying a powder to his face with a large powder sponge. It tickled and itched. He really wanted to look unique. All his cruel sisters saw was a effeminate helpless sissy, but he saw some very exclusive, uppity rich women have his new look. His new look would work well for him. He guessed when he was finished, his look would be as much of a turn off as the right under the nose mustache. No one would want to look that way anymore, unless they were mad.

His face looked like it was made of porcelain. She was busy lining his lips and applying lipstick, "Don't you just adore this color? This crimson red makes your lips so kissable. Its our own special formula. It makes your lips so much fuller and gives you the prettiest little pout."

'Great!' he thought.

She worked on his eyes next. Lilith giggled, "Are those false eyelashes?"

"Of course. They are a sissies best friend. Don't they look amazing?"

"Oh gosh yes, " Lilith answered.

The woman kept up her prattle, "Let's make those pretty eyebrows pop with some of this dark pencil. Darling! This liquid eyeliner will take some practice, Joan. Watch carefully. Some pretty color on those lids and of course, lots and lots of mascara. Now the cheekbones. Don't you love the blush. It gives you boys that embarrassed look. Not that you need it and finally a final coat of fixer."

He could tell she enjoyed humiliating boys by putting makeup on them, and she did her best to humiliate him and tried hard to get a reaction from him. But, she didn't. It was frustrating her to no end. It was an effort to keep a straight face.

She spritzed some sweet smelling stuff all over his face. "It makes your makeup completely water proof. In fact, you will have to use our specially formulated cold cream to remove it."

When she finally finished and moved out of the way, he cold finally see himself in the mirror. His face was completely pale. Perfect. He could use the pale look. It made him think of some of the medieval paintings during the 15th century, of pale riders, clothed in black carrying huge scythes riding across the country side with death in his wake. The type of paintings people thought of during the black death. He liked it.

He looked like a pale white doll, his lips were bright red. His blush did give him some color, he didn't like that. It made him think of the ridiculous overdone ladies like politicians wife's, or makeup girls at department stores. He had a lot more makeup than them, he liked it a lot. He sensed they were waiting for a breakdown and tears. Well they weren't getting any.

His step mother came up behind him, placed a hand next to his and looked into the mirror, "What's the matter, Joan? Worried about what your friends will say when they see your new makeover. It goes perfectly with your hair. We are making all your disgusting little fantasies come true. Mary, we will need everything Joan's wearing and by all, means he must have one of your signature makeup bags for his purse."

"Mother, what is so disgusting about wanting to be a woman? You are a woman, are you disgusting?"

He saw her flash in anger and her hand raised to strike him. He looked into her eyes, quickly took control over her mind. It was getting easier. But he still had that damn headache but it was starting to ease up. Stopping her was difficult in his condition, her hand stopped in mid air. He let her control her other functions.

She struggled, but her hand didn't move, "Mother, don't hit me. I am sorry for what I said. I forgot you are incapable of having a rational discussion. Forgive me!," His voice was strained from his earlier episode. Her hand lowered involuntarily against its will. A smirk spread on his face. His head was hurting worse at the effort he was exerting, but she didn't know it. But she would not try to hit him again. If she did, he wasn't sure he could stop her.

He was laughing as she stormed away in confusion. The pounding in his head got worse as he stood up, "Thank You for the makeover, Mary. I like it," Shawn said, facing the woman. He didn't want to hurt her, not that he thought he could do anything for a while. But she seemed nice enough. The look on her face told him she was frightened and very confused over what had taken place. The store would probably loose her as a employee if his suspicion was correct.

He didn't want to leave yet, "Mary stop. Don't leave without giving me a manicure and I need my ears pierced. My stepmother wanted that."

When Mary was finished with him, he sported half inch nail extensions painted bright gleaming red to match his lips. His toes were the same color and he had twice as many ear piercings as he had before.

When his makeover was finished, a pretty store clerk happily escorted him to one of the dressing rooms. Once the clerk had him alone with her, she sharply ordered Shawn to strip and don a pair of the pink panties. They were the frilliest and laciest he had ever seen. A bright pink pretty bow was in the middle of the waistband. Trying to put them, on but he couldn't. It wasn't that they were girls panties. He had wore a lot more than just panties and he was getting accustomed to being female now.

What made this so humiliating was that they were just so lacy and frilly, they were more fit for a five year old than a girl almost into her teenage years. There was no way any teenage girl would willingly wear them, but she expected him to put them on. He protested and asked her if he could try on a style more fit for a teenage girl. His skirt was pulled off and before he knew it, she started beating him! Shawn was already fatigued by his earlier effort and was in no condition to resist this clerks beating. Once, he had the stupid panties on she gave him a pretty pair of high heeled mules to wear. She pointed to the pink curtains and ordered him to walk though them.

Fearing another beating, he held his breath and walked out. The clerk made him walk out through some ruffled curtains and fearing another beating he walked out. He wasn't surprised to see Judith and her friends arranged comfortably in chairs below in front of a platform he was standing on. It was as if he was putting on a sissy fashion show. But all he had on were panties and he had sexier panties than that. The girls were pointing and laughing, of course. He just smiled back at them.

Judith laughed gleefully at the effeminate image he presented and her friends shared in her delight. Heather quickly joined him on the platform, "Joan those are very beautiful panties you have on and you are beautiful, also."

What the fuck, those were the stupidest panties he ever saw.

Gladith teased, "What do you say to Heather?"

"I say these are the most stupid panties I ever seen. No girl above six years old wears anything like this. Let me wear some more adult styles, please," he said sullenly.

He couldn't believe it as Heather bent him over and began raining blows on his bottom. He could not stop her. His head was pounding and he felt too weakened by his earlier efforts to do anything this time.

He didn't cry, but it was so stupid, "Please stop!" His bottom was on fire already.

"Sissy, dear. Good little sissies speak only when spoken too. Isn't that right?" Gladith asked sweetly.

"Yes ma'am, but wasn't I spoken to?" he hoped this woman could be reasonable.

She slapped him across the face and demanded an apology. Apparently not.

After he had modeled and selected dozens more of outlandishly girlish panties, his stepmother turned to Gladith, "Gladith, don't forget. I want my fairy son in some awful foundation garments. You know, something to give him that fifties shape. I know he is dying to feel more womanly," she snickered. But didn't he already have that. Well, not yet, but he was only twelve. Wait until he hit puberty and they would see it. What was their hurry?

"But of course. I think you will be more than satisfied with what we have for your son. Amy, be a dear and dress our sissy in something from our fifties fem line."

He couldn't wait.

Amy giggled her delight and lead him back to the dressing area. At least he didn't have to wear those stupid panties anymore. The first ones were just to tease him. He had selected some more adult styles and a few thongs. That was pretty cool of them. Amy made him put on a heavily paneled girdle that had lace appliques and satin bows places at the legs and in the center of the waistline. He had to wiggle his bottom to get the thing on. The bra was just as bad. It was made of heavy satin and matched the high waisted girdle. It wasn't like any bra he had ever seen. It had these cone shaped cups that came to a sharp points in the front. But it was smaller than the cups on the bathing suit he had on earlier. The breast forms would not fit in them, so they had to get one with larger cups. He had just as much trouble putting that one on.

Shawn said, "This thing is pretty cool. I like how it whittles down my waist. But my waist will go down after my body begins maturing into a woman's size anyway. I cant wait, Amy. "

She stopped for a second, He guessed she never heard her sissies complement her or express delight into becoming a woman. There was a first time for everything. She was working with the laces of the corset at the back. Eventually, she started tugging the laces and he felt it tighten. Then she stopped.

In no time, he was posing for the girls again. He was enjoying this. He posed for them, put his hand on his hips and smiled. Damn he felt sexy. His sisters were never this sexy and never would be.

Heather came up to the stage again, "Girls look, Joan's boy thing has disappeared. He looks just like a girl down there. " She rubbed the front of the girdle where his part would normally be.

He smiled even wider. He liked that.

Gladith contributed, "OF course. Sissy boys like Judith's step brother love to pretend they don't have boy parts."

He smiled and said, "Of course we do. I am transgendered, remember? I hate having boy parts. Thank you so much, Gladith."

The heavy corset and girdle was very constricting, but not too much he was able to move.

Heather mentioned, "His waist is positively tiny."

They all laughed.

Gladith added, "Just wait. With the new hormones we formulated that Lilith brought today, He will developed a feminine waist in no time, especially with that corset helping to shape him. He will take on a permanent feminine shape in no time at all."

Well. maybe in a year or two. It couldn't do anything until he was well into puberty, but he had no doubt that his puberty would be a female one with all the estrogen they are pumping into his system. He really couldn't wait for it now. Damn! Just a month ago he couldn't stand the thought and burst crying when Judith made him put on a girl's swimsuit. Maybe the hormones were changing him. What was happening?

The corset was extremely constricting his waist, making it hard to breath. It was pressing his boy part into him and felt a little painful. To his dismay, the shopping expedition continued for a couple more hours.

Every time he thought it was over, there was a new humiliation to add to the list. Finally, his mother announced that she and Gladith had some final business to attend to, leaving him with the sales girl to get dressed.

He told the salesgirl, "I love this pretty corset, but isn't there anything else I can wear before I leave."

She shook her head 'no' and said that was 'ok'. He liked it anyway.

Remembering how much it hurt him debilitating the sadistic hairdresser, he got up the courage to try it on Gladith. He felt her mind, he tried to reach into the point in his head where the power existed. He reached out for her. But, it didn't work as well. Instead of success, he felt a horrible flash of excruciating piercing pain shoot though his head and he collapsed. He didn't know what happened after that. The girls guessed that he passed out with humiliation and he woke up in his bed several hours later.

Shawn was taken home and spent a few hours in bed. Waking up with his head still hurting, Judith was nice enough to bring him dinner in bed. After dinner, He listened to his mother and Judith as they gleefully recounted the days adventure. They were laughing so hard. To his chagrin, Lilith remarked coldly, "He certainly does look very lovely. Who would have imagined that your step brother would look so pretty in a dress. He's just so precious. At least now he won't need to sneak into our things. When I put on my panties and bra this morning, I couldn't help but think that Joan had almost certainly worn them before," she shuddered visibly.

Judith said, "Did you arrange the classes?"

His ears perked up. He never heard anything about classes.

Lilith looked at him with an evil twinkle in her eye, "He's all set! He is enrolled in the entire forever Fem Series. In the morning, we will start with the grooming. That's followed by a ballet class for boys."

He began laughing. They looked at him. Ballet. Were they kidding? "Did you say 'ballet'?"

She nodded and smiled.

"Lilith you are really clueless aren't you. Do you have any idea what ballet really is?"

"Yes, it's those graceful feminine moves we see girls in tutus do a lot."

"Yes in deed. Do you think they are easy to do. I bet you think any girl can do it. But I will have you know that it is very hard and takes grueling training to do properly. Those girls are damn strong. I cant wait to do it. Maybe you should go to YouTube and search for 'boy's ballet'. And then search for ballet boys and the Soviet Army. See how fucking strong those men were. They had Red Army Soldiers doing ballet. It was very impressive and not very feminine at all."

She actually seemed offended, but he didn't care. She was really getting stupid.

He learned what all the high maintenance talk was all about that night. After a hot shower, his step mother wrapped his hair into a fluffy pink towel turban. But she insisted he keep his chest fully visible. The girls in the house liked to laugh as his new feminine breasts grew larger each passing day. Then she dusted him off with this sweet smelling bath powder. But the shower had not done anything to the makeup on his face. Showing him how to use the cold cream and slapping it on his face. When that was done, she taught him how to work it with his fingers and wipe it off with tissues. What a relief that was. Except he still had the thin feminine eyebrows.

He didn't see his real face for long before Lilith started slapping on more cream. She called it a night mask. Then she began doing his hair when he said he knew how to do it.

He proved it to her. He began to section his hair and apply the setting gel to it. Then he took a curler and rolled his hair nice and tight. He said, "See I can do it." Then he pinned it into place and said, "Its easy. I am not some stupid boy, when will you learn that. I am a smart girl."

When he was finished, he had his own hair in neat little rows. It took for ever, but his head was covered by the pink curlers. He was proud of himself. Then he put on a lovely chiffon bonnet.

Lilith said, "You look very pretty now. Just like a housewife getting ready to join her husband in bed. Speaking of husband, Wait right here."

He sat on the edge on his bed dressed in the sexy baby doll nighty that Judith insisted on. It was short and just covered the matching red thong panties he loved. Judith and Lilith strode in, and Judith had something behind her back. he remembered that Lilith said something about a husband and her smile when she told him to wait. He figured that she was hiding something to violate him with.

Lilith started talking in her serious tone, "Joan, it's simply unforgivable the way you tricked me into believing you were an ordinary boy. Imagine the embarrassment of having to hear the truth about you in a courtroom full of strangers."

Wow! She was taking that part very seriously. She really believed he had tricked her. But what about how he was humiliated and embarrassed? But he rightly guessed she wouldn't give a rat's ass how he felt. She only cared about herself just like any woman ever did.

"I cant erase the image of you in that bathing suit with the cups padded out to so far," she sputtered, holding her hands at arms length in front of her chest. "Lets see how much you like it when you got your own large feminine breasts. Wont that be fun. I cant wait until you start to blossom," she snarled.

"I'm going to dress you in tight little sweaters and sheer blouses so everyone will know that my son has his own breasts. Only these will not be pretend. I wonder what your girlfriend will say when her boyfriend had his own boobs? You like to wear little pretty bras. Well you will need them,. By the way, if you are curious, you are going to be a very busty little sissy. And we must not forget about you having womanly hips."

Holy shit. He was shivering in delight. How much fun will that be? He couldn't wait until he did have a true female form. Maybe then he would be accepted as a actual female and not something to mock and humiliate. His little body shivering, "OOOH, step mother! I cant wait to have real breasts and hips. I want them so damn bad."

Judith was beside herself with glee squealing and clapping excitedly at what her mom was saying.

"Well, Lets not waste any more time shall we? Climb on the bed and turn around. Here, rest your head on this pillow. Stay on your knees."

Oh no it was coming. By now tears were rolling down my cheeks, but Lilith was unmoved.

Petrified, He did as he was ordered. It was awkward and his thonged bottom was sticking in the air. He knew what to expect.

"Now just relax, dearie. You are going to love this,"

She slowly pulled the waistband of his thong down leaving his bottom exposed. He heard Judith giggling and then pushing something in him.

He couldn't help himself. "What? What are you doing? S...stop!"

He began crying in humiliation. They were raping him. He tried to get away but Lilith held him in place with a firm grip.

"Keep your head down and don't you move a muscle, Joan!" Lilith ordered sternly.

He groaned, "That sounds like something a rapist would tell his victim. Are you happy, Lilith!"

Lilith mocked, "There, there. Just relax. Doesn't that feel delicious? Just enjoy it. If you want to moan a little, go right ahead. We will understand."

"Please stop! It hurts!" he whimpered as Judith increased her pace with the object. Fortunately, after while, it felt like it was getting smaller. Like it was melting. After several minutes of utter shame, Judith shoved what was left of it up his bottom followed by something else bigger. As tears streamed down his face, his mom replaced his thong and allowed him to sit up. The thing in his bottom hurt badly.

"You raped me," he said, mournfully.

"We just gave you a new daily hormone treatment. Darling aren't you thrilled? Its another Secret Sissy product. Its called Ultra fem. Its loaded with estrogen and anti testosterones. Its formulated to be especially fast acting and since we are anxious for you to be unmistakably womanly. Gladith said it will cause breast growth at twice the rate you are growing now."

He sobbed, "Why did you have to rape me?"

"It's a suppository, its supposed to go there silly," Judith responded. "You could get an other large shot, but this was much more fun. At least I think it is! I had to move the suppository in and out until it melts and then we just push what is left into your cute bottom and plug you so the medicine stays there," she grinned and gave her mom a look. "Don't you want to see what it looks like?"

Not waiting for an answer, she pulled out a canister and reached in. She pulled something out that was the size of a candlestick. No wonder it hurt so much. She brought it closer, "Recognize the shape brother dear?"

He gagged, trying hard to keep from throwing up.

"Amazingly lifelike isn't it. And each day, you will have to get another one. I guess you can say we are making you a woman in more ways than one." she cackled at her own joke, before mom turned the light out and left him to sob quietly. He had been raped.

He couldnt sleep very long that night. After enduring the sadistic sexual abuse from his step sisters, how could he sleep that night. The vivid nightmares he had when he did fall asleep made it very difficult to get any sleep. He began to fear falling asleep least another nightmare wake him. The abuse he was suffering from was beginning to affect him, he knew he was suffering from a traumatic stress disorder. Every time he woke up screaming, his step mother ran in to attempt to comfort him. It happened several times a night. Lilith was starting to become concerned and wondered if they had taken it too far.

After several weeks of nightly traumatic rapes at the hands of his sadistic sister Judith, Shawn went into a major depression. Judith noticed a change after that traumatic night, but she didn't think it was a big deal. But even she noticed his depressed mood got more drastic and troubling after two weeks. His days were pretty full, but he was just going though the motions. He did what his the women ordered, but he didn't smile anymore. It was like he was totally dead inside. They of course got on to him, even punished him, but nothing could make him smile. He just went though the day without joy. He seemed very sad.

And he still endured the nightly rapes by the hands of Judith while Lilith watched but she no longer had to hold him after a week. His studies really suffered as a result and he couldn't even pass Sue's tutoring that he had aced before. Failing in his new classes in: feminine studies, home economics, the sewing and stitching classes, the classes to teach him feminine charm like walking, talking and presenting himself as a woman. He was failing all of them.

As the weeks wore on, what they didn't think was a major deal at first began to really annoy them. He was obedient, and very servile. But, he didn't seem to give a damn anymore. Just going through the day depressed, sobbing at anything. They couldn't get him to smile or get any reaction anymore. He had broke down. He began sobbing and crying a lot more often. Judith, her sadistic nature liked to get a reaction from her taunts. Like the horrible sadistic girl she was, she planed something even worse. They had no idea that it would change everything.

It was Saturday. He had finished making his stepsisters their breakfast. As usual, he just went though the motions of making breakfast. Serving them their drinks, cooking their eggs. He didn't smile. Just blandly curtseyed after every order and served them. Judith taunted him, but she heard a slight sob, but that was it. He heard the doorbell ring after breakfast. Mercifully, Lilith answered. He heard her and a few other female voices that he knew very well. But he was totally traumatized, stood, his body shaking.

He didn't even try to run away. He just stood by and waited. He knew it couldn't be good. He knew it was Suzy followed by Heather. Totally unable to move, he just stood there mute with his nighty on as his former girlfriend walked in. Inwardly, he was dying of humiliation.

"Well aren't we the sissy temptress this morning. Did you have male company last night, dear. I always wear something like that when I am on the prowl," Suzy cruelly said.

Judith walked in behind her laughing. She approached him with a smirk. He reacted in total panic, seeing her, his rapist come toward him. He began shaking violently and turnedfleeing the room.

Judith, Heather and Suzy followed him, "Don't you ever leave my presence without my permission, girlie," Suzy warned sternly.

"Suzy! Please help me, Judith has been raping me!" he cried out pathetically like a sobbing child who had been abused. "I thought you were my friend!"

"I am your friend, you pathetic girly-boy. Who else would be caught dead with a perverted little sissy like you. Judith is just trying to help you. Don't be so dramatic. Take your nighty off!"

Judith didn't care that he was nearly sobbing. At least she got some reaction from him. He flinched from his rapists touch, but it did no good. Seeing Judith approach him with Suzy, but knowing that he had no choice, morosely, he removed his nighty, and was left in the matching panties, nylons and heals.

Suzy teased as Judith laughed at him said, "Close your eyes Sweetie and you will get a big surprise!"

He happily closed his eyes against the shame. He cringed at his rapists close proximity to him, and he felt someone force a large jar into his hands.

Suzy laughed and said, "You can open them now!"

He opened his eyes and looked at the large jar Suzy had forced into his hands.

Judith came over and laughed. He cringed from her, "Oh look, Joan. Its that breast cream we saw in the store the other day. Its guaranteed to cause rapid development of breasts at least a cup size within twelve hours. Isn't that wonderful?"

Suzy came over and unscrewed the top. "This is a special concoction, Joan. It will make your nipples grow to a large feminine shape and make small breasts very sensitive. Go ahead, reach in and get a handful. I got you several jars." He had a rather large B cup by now. What more did they want!

He stared at the pink cream and he wanted to throw the stuff to the floor. He asked, "But.. I haveB cup breasts now, what more do you want?"

"I want you to have very large breasts, At least a double D or triple," Suzy told him, "So get some and put it on your breasts."

But he felt powerless in front of them. Gulping, he reached in and scooped a little of the cream in his hand.

"Scoop some more!" Suzy cruelly ordered.

Cringing, He quickly scooped up a large handful.

"Go ahead," Suzy ordered. Humiliating him, "You are not a complete ditz. You know what to do!"

Swallowing hard, He slathered the cream onto his nipples and around his B sized breasts! He jumped as Judith gave him a stroke with her crop. "Don't forget to smile, sissy!"

He still couldn't smile after the torture and rape and this humiliation he had endured was just more of the same. His body was trembling as he felt like he was going to burst into tears. He just stood there in helpless terror as the girls tormented and molested him. Laughing, Suzy forced him to repeat on the other side and by the time he was done, he could feel his nipples tingling and growing more.

By the time they were done lathering the cream on his chest, He could feel his breasts tingling and growing even larger. By the time Judith put a bra on him and clipped it, He saw that his breasts were swelling more. Suzy cruelly twisted on his nipples and he cried out.

"A little sensitive," she giggled. "That should remind you what a bad little sissy you have become and what we are doing to you."

"You are my sissy girlfriend now," Suzy said brightly. "Did you enjoy your morning?"

Judith and Suzy examined his purchase from the past week. Then she asked, "Joan, have you enjoyed yourself?"

"Yeah, sure Suzy," he said sadly. Trying hard to keep the sarcasm out of his voice.

Her face tightened, "Your mom had gone though all the trouble and expense signing you into these classes to indulge your twisted fantasies. The least you can do is be grateful, and you better start putting effort and practice into what you are learning in the wonderful classes they are offering. Otherwise I wont hesitate to pull your skirt and up spank your girdled bottom."

His bottom was already hurting from all the abuse Judith liked to give him from the rapes. His body began violently shaking and he cried. Suzy turned to his stepmother and asked, "What has happened to him?"

She dismissed it, "Oh his becoming a drama queen. Don't let it worry you."

Suzy laughed at him. She pulled him in and held him. After he got himself under control, she started making him try to remember how they practiced talking in class. He took a deep gulp, "Oh Suzy, it was so much now. I feel so pretty dancing and in the homemakers class, I am learning how to knit."

Suzy turned to Lilith, "I guess he just needs a little love."

They talked for a little and then, she took him up to his bedroom. His step mother had redecorated his bedroom over the past week. She said, "Isn't it darling. I got some of the old stuff out of storage. This was my furniture when I was a girl your age. Don't you love it? I always hated it, I thought it was horribly girlish, so I figured it would be perfect for you!"

The room was disgusting. It just oozed femininity. Everything was dripping with ruffles, bows, and lace. Ornate dolls were everywhere. A disgustingly sweet perfume hung in the air. In the corner of the room, he saw a reflection of himself in the full mirror. He was a very unhappy and depressed feminized and abused boy.

Suzy gushed about how the room was and how lucky he was. Apparently, he wasn't being enthusiastic enough and Suzy smirked," I like the new toy you got me. I think it is time that I tried it out on Joan."

He looked at Suzy in fear. He didn't know what was going to happen, but he guessed that it would not be anything good. In his recent experience with Suzy, he had found she had a very cruel sadistic streak.

Suzy turned toward Shawn and said, "Wait there and I will be back."

He cringed as the two giggling girls left the bedroom.

He waited uncomfortably for a few minutes. He heard them snicking and moving around. He heard Judith say, "I cant wait to see him when he sees you in that strap on."

He groaned. He had a feeling about what it was. He saw Judith walk in beaming in a wide sadistic smile and then He saw Suzy walk in with a sadistic glare. He was very frightened.

"Nothing makes me hotter than a helpless little sissy like you just waiting submissively. Your sister gave me a toy, so now I can plug both of your holes. I was told that today is your birthday, so, I am going to give you a gift. You are a teenager now!"

As she sat astride his waist, he saw he turned to face her, he could see a shape projecting out from her. He recognized it and she was wearing a large dildo strapped to her.

He begged for all he was worth. "Suzy! No! Please don't do this!"

"Would you be so kind as to roll over on your back for me so I can fuck you like a guy does to a girl?"

She put her face close to his.

"Suzy Please don't do this to me," he begged some more.

She grabbed a handful of his hair and used it to twist his head around making him wince and cry out in pain.

"I wont ask you nicely again," she said. "Your sister told me how you let her do it, so its not like I am taking your cherry. Now be a good little sissy and do as I say!"

Whimpering but he did as she told him. Rolling over on his back and spreading his legs for her. Helping him out of his pink nighty and the panties he had on, he felt her finger penetrate him. Her finger violated him, sliding in and out. A whimper escaped him as he felt so exposed and violated by the one he loved. His love was ontop of him, staring down into his defeated eyes as she violated him, dominated and utterly humiliated him. She devoured it, loving the power she had over the boy. Lifting his hips for a better angle, she drove the lubricated strapon dildo deep inside him. Twisting but the cruel girl kept pounding away at the defeated humiliated boy. He cried out as she rocked back and fourth driving it in. Humiliated, defeated he looked up at her cruel face as her eyes were locked on his, starting deep into his eyes. She was smiling.

"This really turns you on doesn't it?" She asked breathing heavily.

Did this crazy girl really think she was exciting him. Tears poured down his cheeks. She smiled sadistically. It seemed Suzy just wanted to hurt him.

Finally, she gave up and collapsed on the bed next to him. As they lay side by side covered in sweat, she turned to him, "You are a bit of a mess. I had a good time. I really drilled you good didn't I?"

Not exactly!' He thought. She drilled him bad. Having his love interest violate him like that while everyone laughed was more than he could bear. When they were done, he noticed Heather had her camera recording it.

"Don't worry, Joan. I got lots of pictures to show everyone and I even took a flip. Isn't that cool?"

For fun, The girls ordered him to put on his pretty bathing suit and spend the day sun tanning, Alone this time.

"Use a lot of lotion, and don't forget you don't need your breastforms, this time. You are growing your own."

He hated dressing up in that girly swimsuit, but he had been repeatedly raped by his step sister Judith, and once by his girlfriend Suzy. Putting on a swimsuit now didn't seem that bad. He put it on and quietly made his way out to the pool. He lay back on the lounge chair. His new 'twins' protruding in the air. He closed his eyes and began crying about all he went though.

"Well, well, don't we look pretty?"

He jerked out of his sobbing. "Mat! What are you doing here?" Desperate to cover himself from the lustful fourteen year old's gaze. He slipped into the coverup

"How pretty! The bows are sooo sexy."

"Very funny Matt. Look this is not what you think. I can explain."

"There is no need sweetie. If you want to prance around the pool looking like a slut, I understand!"

He cringed under Matt's lustful gaze. Matt wasn't the only gay kid he knew. But he was the only one who was so obnoxious about it. He couldn't stand him - Not because he was gay. He didn't care bout that. It was because he was such an arrogant jerk. "Very funny, Matt. It's not like that."

"I saw you with Judith and her friends a couple of weeks ago. You looked so pathetic, with them bossing you around and hitting you where it hurt the most."

He knew he heard someone that day. "Judith has been giving me this stuff to make me grow very feminine and she forced me to cooperate. You know how this country works once someone is deemed a sissy."

"Really," Matt chuckled. So if I did this, you couldn't do anything to stop me?" He grabbed Shawn's arm and twisted it viciously.

"Owww! Matt! Stop it. You are hurting me!"

"My, you are apathetic little thing, aren't you?" Tell me everything and don't leave anything out!"

He gave Shawn's arm a extra twist. Wincing in pain, Shawn told him everything. When Shawn hesitated or tried to argue with him, he twisted Shawn's arm harder. He was to strong for Shawn. He was even stronger than Judith. And even more heartless. Finally, as Shawn burst into tears, He let go with a laugh.

"Don't cry, Joan. I've got to give Judith credit. She has done a wonderful job on you. From normal boy to bathing beauty. I can't wait to spread the news," he said snidely. He looked pensive and started grinning. "You know the country club dance is next weekend. I think I have found a date."

"A date?"

"Yes sweetie. But I expect my dates to be enchanting, vivacious. And pretty."

"But...but I am not gay and you know it!"

"I don't care," he shrugged. "I could really care less if you are attracted to me. What counts is what I like and I must say that I like the idea of Mr. Straight Laced Goody-goody all dolled up like a glamour queen. I bet Judith would agree."

Shawn pleaded with him, but he was unmoved. Finally, his face red with embarrassment, and tears of frustration running down his face, he said "Yes."

"I thought you would agree."

Before Shawn could react, Matt gave him a huge kiss. Struggling to get away, but Matt was too strong. He turned and left though the gate. Shawn could still hear him laughing. He saw Lilith, Judith and Suzy all laughing though the window.

As the week wore on, depression griped him worse than ever before. He was raped by his girlfriend. Judith took no mercy on him. She kept up her humiliating hormone treatments on him and the girls insisted on training him how to be a good girlfriend on a date with a boy. Judith was so delighted and Suzy seemed very eager to get him hooked up, too. Suzy kept giving him humiliating advice on how to act with a boy. And she did the dildo thing on him twice the next week. Saying that it would help him if his boyfriend was horny. It wouldn't hurt as much.

The weekend came way too fast. That Thursday, Matt came up to the house to spend the night. Grabbing Shawn after his chores were done, he made Shawn lay beside him while they watched a romantic girly movie together. Feeling the guys hands on his chest was awfully violating. Sleep didn't come that night from Matt holding head his to his strong chest. The intimate contact with a strong teenage boy made Shawn want to try to get away but, Matt's broad chest and arms made him rethink that idea. He felt trapped. There was his strange power, but he couldn't control it very well and he knew the last time he tried it, he passed out and had a splitting headache the whole next day.

The morning rays didn't come quick enough. He was already awake when he felt Matt moving to get up. Damn, It was already eight:A.M. He should already be dressed and doing the morning chores. He figured the girls let him sleep in.

The dampness in Matt's white briefs sent waves of revulsion though him. Luckily, Matt let him move off. "Damn, Joan you made me so horny I must had one of those nights dreaming of you."

It was really gross under there when he saw the thick sperm globed around his crotch.

Of course, he knew all about teenage boys wet dreams. What he didn't expect was Matt scooping up huge wads of cum with his fingers and bringing the white goo to his lips.

"Swallow it!" Matt ordered, with his fingers covered in his sperm at his lips.

Opening his lips up, He was forced to choke down Mats thick salty sperm.

"Good!"

After swallowing about five finger full of the disgusting warm stuff, Matt dressed, thanked him and left. Shawn ran to the bathroom and violently retched and expelled it all. That was gross.

After that, he didn't really want to see Matt again. His sister ran into the bathroom as he was violently vomiting the sperm he was forced to swallow. Seeing the sperm caked on his lips and in his hair, Judith laughed and made him keep it on his face as he worked the rest of the day.

It was Suzy that made sure he was pretty for his date. Every since that humiliation Thursday, he had been really upset and went though the chores Friday. Dreading the coming days humiliation kept him from sleeping well Friday night. Suzy woke up him Saturday morning.

"Wake up sleepyhead, " Suzy said cheerily. "He will be here by four, so we have to get you ready. Judith had some great ideas for you so lets get ready. Quick, go bath and I will have your outfit ready for you by then!"

'Oh great!' He thought.

He took a long hot bath and she did have the perfect outfit ready. His little black skirt was laying out for him, complemented by the black nylon stockings and the garter belt. Getting it all on was no big deal. Months of training had made dressing in the tricky lingerie pretty easy. He had got doing his makeup down too and he was ready by the time Matt showed up.

The limousine pulled up in front of his house on time and Shawn saw Matt walk up. Mat had on a simple boys tux while Shawn had on a extra tight black skirt, and matching four in stilettos heels. He picked Shawn up and walked up to the waiting limousine.

The dance was pretty uneventful. Suzy made sure that he knew how to dance with a boy. It was pretty embarrassing and humiliating keeping his arms on Matt's broad shoulders as the other boys hands were on his waist and some times on his bottom. They danced cheek to cheek most of the time twirling around like two lovers.

The shock didn't happen until the end. Matt said, "Joan, I have a big surprise for you. Follow me!"

They walked toward the back of the club. Shawn had a bad feeling about it all. The feeling got worse as they headed toward a door marked, "Private." Matt waited and said, "GO on. I will wait for you. There is a big surprise for you."

As he walked though, dread and confusing filling him. He saw the last person whom he thought he would ever see.

The woman smiled warmly, " Ciao mio figlio."

Shawn ran up and threw his arms around her. " Sono cosᬠfelice di vederti mamma"

"But, Mother, what is the deal with this boy, Matt!"

Regret flashed on his mothers face. "Our other guys had to flee the county. We still have our network, but, for the relationship to fit, the boy had to be close to your age. Matt is the son of one of our wealthiest families. I know the boy is a jerk and it will be hard for you. But if you can make it work, we can get you out of the country by the time you are sixteen and then we can deal with him. Permanently. His family is connected with a powerful man in our organization. And your sister is all to happy with it so it can work. Once he leaves the country with you, we can make other arrangements. The boy can be used to our advantage. His family considers him something of an embarrassment to their clean cut image. I am sorry we couldn't find someone else. Matt is it. So the question is, can you go along with this until you are around sixteen and legal age to marry?"

He said, "Yes!"

"GOOD. I will meet you here more and there are other friends I want you to meet. I know of your power and I have a friend who has the power. She will help you developed your special ability so you don't hurt yourself. From what she said, Yours may be one of the most powerful of all of them. Is it true you can actually control a mind and even shut it down?"

Shaking his head, "Yes, but I don't want to do it anymore. Last time I did it, I passed out and had a horrible headache for the entire next day!"

"She will help you. When Charlene McGee comes to your place, don't be afraid. She will take you out to help train you. Now, go back. As far as Matt is concerned, our families betrothed him to you. He has no idea he is being set up. So go along with it and don't let him know."

The young son of a rich powerful man is abused by his step family after his father marries a manipulative woman. They subject him to horrible cruelty

A day following the fateful visit from his Mother, another woman came to his place. Shawn would learn much from her. He was doing this midday chores when the fateful knock came.

Judith was a little annoyed at getting a visit in the middle of a Sunday afternoon. She turned and said hatefully, "Well will you get the door damnit!"

Grumbling in his mind, he shuffled to the door. Judith came behind him to see who was at the door.

"Hello, I am Charlene and I heard a lot about this sissy and I have wanted to see him. "

Judith looked at her, "Charlene, sure come in!"

She looked at the frightened boy, "My are you a pretty boy. Ive seen many boys feminized in this country but never to the extreme level you have. You have to be the most feminized boy in the entre country, and one of the most beautiful transformations. I love your work Judith!"

She smiled, "Why thank you. What do you say, Joan!"

Frowning until she hit him reminding him to smile, "Thank you Charlene."

Charlene turned, "Judith I just have to take this pretty thing out for the afternoon. If you allow, I will have her back to finish her chores tonight. But I simply have to have some time alone to get to know him. And I need some work done at my place!"

Judith didn't want him to leave but the idea of him forced to serve another woman was just too much. And, She loved the idea of him staying with this very imposing woman for an evening.

Charlene looked very imposing. Standing there in her black leather pants and top. Her severe black hair pulled back. She was simply intimidating. And she looked like she would not take no for an answer. "He will work well for me. I promise."

"Good, he can be very stubborn at times. "

"I will make him an offer he cant refuse," Charlene said very seriously.

Shawn didn't even get a chance to put something better on before he was pulled out the door to leave with this strange woman. Clearly a very reluctant boy was pulled out the door and they were gone in no time.

"Don't worry, Joan. That was just an act for your sister. Now that we are alone, I am Charlene and your mother sent me to help you. I do work for the family and I will teach you all you need to know. "

"What do you do for them?"

"I am like you Joan. I have abilities too. There are thousands of us spread across the planet. A leader among us, call us children of the atom. I will teach you how to control your power without hurting yourself. Wait till we are out of town and I will teach you there. "

They drove for nearly an hour. She pulled off nearly a empty field that looked like it stretched for miles. "Here we are, " She told him. "This is my place and its as good as any to train.

Stepping out, he looked around and saw nothing but open fields and a barn. "What can you do?" He asked her.

Smiling, she said, "Watch. "

He watched as she focused and then a bright ball of fire shot out from her, and exploded on the empty field.

"I make fires. I have had it since I was born for all I know. Sit down and I will tell you all about our kind. "

They sat. "Not all our kind have it so well. I was raised in a American government institution. Their scientist did sick experiments on me and some time when I was 10, my father saved me from the place but the agents recaptured me and killed my father. I burnt the place down. Then, Later on I found out that the American government restarted the program. They had many more children with special abilities. I rescued them and shut it all down. So now, I worked for the Cosa Nostra and your mother. She told me to help you. What can you do?"

"I cant do that much. Just inject thoughts into peoples mind. Here, listen."

He focused, felt her mind. Sending his thoughts into hers, making no attempt to cause harm. "hello, I am Joan. I can do more if I really focus but it hurts me. I dont think I am as powerful as you. "

He spoke out loud, "You burnt a place down by ten and I am thirteen and cant do more than send thoughts into peoples heads. I have taken control of some but that left me totally debilitated. And I had a splitting headache."

She laughed, "Don't say that about yourself. I had governed agents training me to control and focus my power since I was able to walk. That's what I intend to teach you. If I train you enough, I think you might be the most powerful of us all. You may be more powerful than our leader Eric. He's like you. He was persecuted, except he spent years in the German concentration camp Auschwitz. You were in one only for a week."

He shrugged and said, "Yeah but I got this." Turning his wrist over to show her the blackened numbers tattooed into his skin.

"Why do you think this government persecutes boys, and attempts to feminize them?"

Shrugging, "I don't have a clue. I always figured the leader here just hated boys for some reason."

"Oh she does but there is more. A disproportionate number of children born as mutants, are male. Very few people are mutants, born with special abilities. But those that are, nearly one out of ten are female. So that this government tries its best to suppress those males with her camps and feminization. She hopes by feminizing those boys, or killing them if she resist, she will for ever take out all threats to her power."

That answered a lot.

"You can help a lot of people with your abilities but all you have to do is learn how to control it. That is where I come in. Can you feel my mind?"

Shawn nodded, "Yes. You feel very kind."

"Thank you! We need to smart small. Tell me what I am thinking, Don't try anything big yet. You aren't ready. Your brain is like a muscle. That area of your brain is weak. You don't start strength training by lifting the maximum. You start with small weights and as you get stronger, you increase the weight. That's what we will do here, start with small things and as your straight increases, we can do bigger things. Now! Touch my mind, try to feel my thoughts. "

He tried to sense her thoughts. "You think I am very kind too. "

She nodded when he added eagerly, "You like me too!"

"OF course I do. Now lets get harder. I am thinking of a specific thing. Tell me what it is?"

He focused hard trying to drive in to her thoughts. "You are thinking about my dress. "

"Yes, and?"

There was more. "You don't like my maids dress, You want me to change into something more appropriate."

"And," she prodded.

"And you have stuff in the car for me to put on. "

"Exactly. Now what am I thinking?"

He did his best. "You have several sets of clothes for me to choose from. An other dress, and, a more casual hip hugger jeans and top. Its my choice."

"Good, " She said approvingly. "Lets just communicate that way, well except for you. I cant sense thoughts so you have to tell me. But you can sense mine so I wont speak anymore. You need to work on your telepathic abilities to strengthen them. In time, we will proceed to more complex abilities. Small at first, like raising my arm but soon I will have you making me walk to places and we will see if you can control my powers too. I trust so Joan. Soon. you will be able to control that boy. Matt. Wont he be sorry. But, that will probably wont happen until months of training. Don't try to move too fast or you will kill yourself. That is the important thing. You must make sure you are strong enough to handle what you are trying to do. If you aren't. it will hurt you, make you pass out. Or even kill you. "

The next four hours were extremely difficult for Shawn. By the fourth hour Shawn was very tired and felt the pressure of a headache coming on. Charlene felt they had better quit then but she was pleased Shawn had reached the next level. She had not only been able to read her thoughts but she could begin to read her past thoughts, and some of her future thoughts also. Injecting her own thoughts into Charlene's mind was also possible but that was harder. Shawn had done that.

During the ride home, Charlene told Shawn that she was pleased. Shawn had reached a level that she didn't think she could do in only four hours of training. Maybe it wouldn't be months until Shawn could control minds. Perhaps, only weeks.

By the next morning, Shawn was refreshed and she felt stronger. Events were proceeding quicker than Judith could handle when Shawn predicted what she would order before it came out of her mouth. She felt herself start to freak out. It all started early that morning when Shawn was already wide awake and dressed in the exact purple dress that Shawn was going to tell her to wear that day.

It got worse when Shawn didn't wait to hear what she was going to tell her to make for breakfast and Shawn was going to punish her. But by the time Judith was storming into the Kitchen to reprehend her, she was surprised to notice that there was no need. Shawn already had exactly what Judith was going to tell her to cook.

She felt like screaming when Shawn said, "I know that Suzy and heather are coming over here in an hour. Can you please tell them that I would be happy if she would help me determine what to wear for tonight's date with Matt. Isn't that why she was coming over for?"

'Damn' Judith thought. How the hell did Joan know that? She wasn't supposed to know they were coming over.

"Oh and before I forget, " Shawn said. "I am glad you included me in the pool party tomorrow morning. I will be happy to wear my swimsuit and serve you all again when we go back to Suzy's. I cant wait!" Shawn jumped up on her toes like a girl does.

Judiths mouth hung wide open. It took a second for her to recover. It was an uncomfortable feeling when she began to suspect that her mind was being read. But that was crazy, how could anyone really do that?

That was when Shawn suddenly let her purple dress slip off and she did a sexy pose. Putting her hand on her hip on her hips. Standing there facing Judith.

"I know how sexy you think I am with my platinum blonde hair and my bouffant, and my black girdle corset with the straps, and matching nylons and heels. Don't I look so beautiful."

She was just thinking that too and feeling a little jealous.

Suzy knew all too well about Shawn's creepy power. And that day was creepier than ever. It didn't take her an hour before she left telling Judith, "I'm sorry, Judith but I cant handle this. Bye Joan, Please don't bother us again. Ever!"

Judith was very pissed off after that. She just loved how humiliated her stepbrother got at being feminized by his former love interest and now she totally broke off her friendship with the entire family. He will pay for that, Judith swore to herself.

Shawn's creepy laughter filled the darkened room, "I probably will pay for what I did wont I. Oh, Inviting matt will be a good idea and making me go out with him again. And asking if he can bring one of his friends too is a nice touch."

She was greeting very angry, how could he do that.

"Good, Gooooooood, I can feeeel your fear, Judith. You are full of fear. Now you are getting angry Good that is better. Try it!" Shawn said with a soft sinister voice.

"Try it, if you dare. Grab a weapon if you want. Try to strike me down with it and see what happens! I would like that!"

Judith looked around in fear. Seeing a weapon, She considered for a split second trying for it. But she soon thought batter.

Shawn's cackling laughter filled the room. Judith fled to her bedroom and slamming the door.

Good, Shawn thought. For the first time in over half a year, she was finally alone and could do what she wanted. Charlene's lessons paid off. What would she teach her next!

Shawn enjoyed several hours to herself! But it could not last. Lilith had to come back sooner or later and she caught Shawn lounging in front of the television. Lilith immediately laid into her. "Joan what do you think you are you doing laying around. Dont you have work to do? Our dinner is not made and nothing is done around here. What do you think you are doing you lazy girl?"

Shawn just laughed. Lilith just didn't know what she was in for now! "You are wondering why Judith is not here now aren't you?"

"as a matter of fact I am!"

"Me and her had a falling out and she ran to her bedroom hiding from me!"

Lilith started to say something when Shawn interrupted, "She did run from me. Don't believe it, ask her. And now you are wondering how I got her to hid from me after all the humiliations she put me though. Lets just say I found out things from me. "

She paused, "And now I bet you are thinking of ways to punish me for upsetting her. Spanking me. depriving me of dinner. But ask yourself this, do you think you can really do anything to me now!"

Shawn stood up, faced her. "Go for it, Try to grab me and see what happens. I can feel your hesitation, all the questions running though your mind. How am I doing this, What can I do, What will I do if you approach me. See for yourself. Give in to your anger!" Shawn's face wore a very sinister smile.

"I sense you were expecting more help to be here and you are wondering where Suzy is. Give her a call?" His laugher filled the house as Lilith fled in fear. This was getting very fun. But he would have to play better with the next day. His date with Matt was coming up and she had to please him. They had to get married some day so he could get out of the damn country.

The next day played out as he expected. For the most part, Lilith and Judith gave him a wide birth. Must be afraid, Shawn thought as he went about his daily chores. Cleaning the house, Sweeping and scrubbing the floors. He didn't really mind it all. Shawn just didn't like them teasing him as he did it.

Shawn had really dressed good for that night. Looking at himself in her full length mirror, admiring his bright red polka dot dress and her black nylon stockings. The thick corset and cone bra gave him a very sexy shape. Matt would love this 1950s image of extreme femininity that Judith thought of. His platinum blonde bouffant made it perfect. It took an hour to get his makeup perfect but it finally worked out.

Shawn was all ready by the time matt got there.

"Oh wow you look beautiful, Joan," Matt complemented.

"Why thank you, " Shawn said sincerely.

Being fourteen, Matt still had to be taken there by the family's driver and they rode off.

He felt very uncomfortable being in the back seat with another boy on a romantic date setting but there was nothing to be done. They road for a while. Shawn, just sitting close beside Matt as the other boy had his hand planted on his thigh.

"Where are we Going, Matt."

"We are going to my place tonight, " Matt smiled. "My family is out for the weekend so I figured we would go there. We will be alone and I okayed it with Lilith. She was very happy to agree to let you stay alone with me for the entire weekend."

Oh how wonderful. Of course Lilith would agree to that. Of course, it would be good to get to know Matt too if he intended to make the relationship go the length to marriage. So, why not.

"Great. It will give us time to get to know each other. I should get to know more about you and I'm sure you must want to know me. You forced this after all so lets run with it. Why don't you tell me about your family?"

He shrugged, "Well what do you want to know?"

"Well, what they do, how they are connected with my family?"

"Oh that. Well I don't know. My dad does stuff for people. That's about all I know. I was never very interested in the family and all. All I know is they have this thing. "

"They don't like you much do they, You being gay and all," Shawn said sympathetically.

He got mad, "Hey stop trying to get into my head, Joan. This is supposed to be all for me. "

"We can do this the easy way or the hard way Matt," Shawn shot back. "You got us into this so lets make the best of it. We can get along and be friendly, you know, like get to know each other. That will make it all a lot easer or you can be a jerk, force me into stuff and how long do you think that relationship will last. You know you can do it for a while. But if you want to keep me around for the long run then you will have to be nice. You can be mean and force me to date you for about a year, maybe two but what about after that. Think about it for a while and decide how you want this to go?"

Shawn waited a few minutes, he reached out and saw that Matt was very troubled boy. "Ok I am sorry, Joan. Yeah my father doesn't like me being gay at all. Id like to go see normal boys but my father would hate that. I would like to dress it up like you but he would freak at that. So, I find effeminate boys like you to date. He still disapproves but not as much. "

Shawn put her hand on Matts shoulder, "I think I could like you. If you stop being such a jerk and all. I know you have a lot of trouble with your dad and all for being gay. But you don't have to take it out on me. I will accept you for who you are. "

"Thanks. And I will accept you too, Joan. " Matt actually smiled. "Look, I am sorry that we met like we did. Judith and Robyn put me up to it. I hope you understand. "

"Yeah I totally understand. They have put me though so I hope you understand that I don't like being this way. I am just trying to make the best of it."

"We can make the best of this," Matt said. He saw Shawn's body stiffen. "Oh no not anything like that. I am sorry for making you swallow my sperm the other night. That was also Judith idea. I promise you that I will not force you into anything that you don't want to do. No one will be around so I can be nice to you. But you will have to promise me something?" He quickly added.

Steeling himself, "Ok what is it?"

Laughing, "You will have to promise to tell Judith you had a miserable time this weekend. Tell her that I made you do many of disgusting and humiliating things for me. Tell her that and she will love it and keep making us go out. "

Shawn laughed, "Okay I will. "

"From what I can tell from my little contact with Judith and Robyn, They really hate you. Judith especially wants me to be really hard on you. She said that she wanted to see me force you into something called fellatio!"

Seeing Shawn flinch, he added, "Oh no don't worry I wont force you do that. But you know her, she probably will expect us to do that sooner or later."

'That figured," Shawn thought to herself. "Yeah that sounds like her. I guess we had better do that together first." Thinking about it, it would be a cold day in hell before he performs that for his sadistic sister and now that he knew how to control her.

"I hope it doesn't upset you, Joan but I do think you are so hot!"

"I thought you were gay and just doing this for my sister?"

Chuckling, "Yes I am gay. "

"So answer this, why do you think I am hot. Me, being so effeminate looking. I intend on fully transitioning into a woman. Whether my sister approves or not. Will you still think I am hot?"

Shawn saw Matt going over it in his head. "Well. I know you are a boy and you will always be a boy. I can still see the boy left in you. I also know you don't want to transition and you don't want to be effeminate. I am attracted to the boy in you. When you transition, We will see if I still feel attracted to you. I suspect I will."

Well that was good.

"We are almost to my place, I was thinking, um."

It seemed that Matt was getting nervous about something. He didn't want to say it. "Well, Are you going to tell me what you were thinking. I will try not to be upset!"

"Well, um. Joan I was hoping you would let me kiss you!"

"Kiss me, well. Ok. "

"I mean, I want to give you a real kiss like lovers do. Would you mind?"

That was different and he had told Matt that he wasn't gay. Not that that fact had not stopped him the first time. But at least he wasn't demanding it, he was gently asking permission. Shawn sensed that Matt would not do it if Shawn said no. That was very sweet of him and it showed Matt was really trying to be nice. "Well, Ok. just once. "

Matt leaned over, put his arms around Shawn in a very intimate lovers embrace. Shawn felt distinctly uncomfortable with that contact but tried his hardest to not to let it show. Feeling Matts face go toward his, He let his mouth open a bit. He felt Matts mouth upon his face. The boys breath was hot against his skin. Shawn gave a soft gasp that cut off by Matts mouth upon his. The kiss cried out with a need for him and he responded by opening his lips to Matt. Matt dove his tongue deep within Shawn, searching within the hidden depths within him. Like a flower blooming, his lips widened even more.

His hands on Shawn's waist were burning against his tender skin. He slid down against Matt, melting his body against him, acutely aware of the molds and swells of Matts lean hard body against his own. Shawn felt his body trembling in Matts powerful embrace and he forced himself to quell the raging need within. What the fuck was happening to him.

"Matt!"

"No, " He whispered. "Don't say anything." Matt buried his head into the small of Shawn's shoulder. "Talk is useless."

Shawn laid his hands on Matts shoulder, forcing him to look at his face. "You know that I want you now. But not here. I wont go any father in this car. Wait till later please."

Matt forced himself to get his body under control, "Okay, Sorry Shawn. I will wait until we get my place. "

"Um Matt, " He said uncomfortably.

"What baby?"

"Can you please take your hand off my breast too. "

Shawn felt Matts hand squeeze his breast and then he said, embarrassed, "Oh, Sorry. Okay."

The car pulled into Matts family's home. A gate opened and they pulled into a large parking lot. The place was huge. Matt and his family lived in a manor that was almost as big as the Newman ranch.

"You will like it here. I would love it if you stayed with me in my bedroom but you can choose any room you want except for my parents master bedroom. I know I didn't warn you about staying the whole weekend. You must be wondering what you will wear since you didn't bring a change of clothes. Well It just happens that my sister is away living in Florida for the year and you can stay there if you wish. She left a lot of her clothes here and she has some in your size. Matt was smiling

"Oh that's cool. Yeah that does solve one of my problems. "

Matt smiled, "Good. Let me show you her bedroom and you can look though. She has the most beautiful nightgown. Of course, I didn't care about it on her, but I'm sure you will be stunning in it. "

Her room was very beautiful, "Feel free to look around for a while. I do hope I can see you in her nightgown. "

He wasn't ready to get changed yet. She did have a lot of very sexy clothes and while there was a lot that was too big for his thirteen year old frame, there was some stuff that was perfect for him. Shawn guessed that it was probably stuff she wore when she was his age. And there was the sexist little babydoll that was his size. He knew that Matt couldn't wait to see him in it. He would have to wait to see that!

Shawn was happy that there was enough room in the room in her tops for his ample chest. Over the past few months of his hormone regimentation and the cream Judith got for him, his breast has grown to double D cup size. Learning to walk and handle that extra weight was a challenge but he mastered moving his new body around without trouble.

The sound of her heels against the hardwood floors were pretty loud. As a result, Matt was waiting for him when he arrived. The look of disappointment was evident on Matts face. "Joan why didnt you change! I really wanted to see you in it!"

"Its still just six Pm. I wore this for our date anyway. "

"Oh Please! I really wanted to see you in the nightgown!"

"Okay, But wait till this evneing. I promise I will put it on for you. Remember the car. I told you to wait until we got home!" Shawn was smileing.

"Yes, " Matts face brightened.

"Good but first, shouldn't we like go somewhere to eat. Arent you hunry, I know I didnt have Dinner. "

"OH there's stuff here to make here. There's no reason to go out. You have very beautiful breasts, Joan! I was told you are a wonderful chef so can cook for us here. There are some maids outfits too. My family is sort of stuffy so they have some old style Victorian maids outfits in the closet for our staff here. But, and please dont tell anyone. I got some french maids outfits that I like to wear myself. I am sure they would fit you too."

Shawn thought about it and then said, "Well Ok. But what for?"

" You look so damn sexy baby. I hope that you feel as sexy as you look because damn, you look like an angel. And your breasts would look so awesome in the outfit. And There's an apron in the kitchen. Can you make manicotti and spaghetti Alle Sarde, Lilith told me you are training in all Sicilian Cucinas."

Shawn replied, " I have found that I enjoy cooking. The thing is, if you can cook then you always get exactly what you want. Unless you are serving others and have no choice in the matter. But I can still put in my own spices and flavor it as I like. No one in my family is nearly as talented chef as I am. But I can make anything you like if we have the ingredients."

Matt left for a few seconds and returned with a pretty french maids outfit. "Here, I have wore it before but I washed it. Please wear it for me?"

"Oh allright. Matt you are silly," Shawn laughed as he left.

He returned in a few minutes wearing the french maids outfit. He posed and curteseyed, "How do I look?"

"You look stunning, Joan. I love you! Oh we have everything you can imagine in the kitchen. Its just full but our family's chef has taken a vacation this weekend so I have you."

Shawn smiled and curtseyed, "Good. What do you want?"

"Spaghetti Alle Sard and Manicotti. "

"I like that too so I dont want to get ragu all over this outfit?"

"That's what the apron will be for silly. "

It took several hours to make it all. Matt did keep his hands to himself for the most part. Occasionally, he did feel a pinch on his ass as he was wrapping the manicotti and the cheese together. But that was it except he felt Matts eyes on his ass the entire time he was making the meal. Shawn felt hot.

At least, Matt did seem to care about him. And he didn't order him around insisting that Shawn serve him drinks, curtsey, or wait on him hand and foot. They ate together and when Matt wanted something he got up off his ass and got it himself. Matt treated him like a girlfriend which is to say, when Shawn wanted something Matt got up and got it for him.

Matt had Shawn eat right beside him. It was ok, Matt insisted on feeding him each spoonful. When Matts place was empty, Shawn had to feed Matt. He thought feeding each other was so romantic. While Shawn's hands were busy, it freed his own hands to roam around his body. Shawn felt herself actually getting sexually stimulated by the boys attention. It really freaked him out!

Shawn cleaned the dishes after they were finished and put the leftovers away. It was a quick job because she couldn't wait to get to bed. Knowing what Matt wanted, he went to Jennifer's bedroom and put on the sexy pink babydoll nighty.

After putting on her sexy baby doll nighty, very sexy fishnet nylon stockings and the garters, Shawn did feel very much like a woman as he was walking. He heard a gasp from Matt as he entered the boys bedroom. He felt like a woman. Posing with his hand on his hip, "Well what do you think?"

Matt was speechless. Struggling to say something, "UM. "

Giggling girlishly, "Well say something silly. "

"It looks a lot better on you than my sister. Id say you look like a woman. A very sexy beautiful woman. "

Smiling, "I feel like a woman. You are difficult to understand matt but damnit I'm starting to like you. " Shawn walked closer to Matt.

Embracing Shawn tightly, Matt began to kiss him. Shawn nearly melted into his arms. Shawn thought of the ethereal aspects of love, eternal union and the melding together of different spirits. But Matts hands and mats mouth and the hardness of his body pressed against hers spoke of more carnal lust as well.

For this weekend, Shawn would know what it was like being a wife to a husband. For some strange reason, It did not bother him at all.

Shawn's fingers twisted in the fringes of Matts shirt. he had seen him shirtless only once but he could recall with vivid clarity Matts muscular chest, the small flat nipples and the tightness of his stomach.

Shawn was truly wanton and it was a pleasure to be in such a state.

Matts lips reluctantly dragged from his lips down to Shawn's throat and then to the soft vulnerable spot behind his ear.

"Matt." His voice was low and husky. Barely discernable above the beating of his heart.

He gripped Shawn's shoulders as much to steady himself as much as Shawn.

"Matt, please," Shawn's voice sounded even more urgent.

"I aim to please," Matt whispered into Shawn's soft neck. "Didn't you know?"

His warmth tickled Shawn. Shawn shivered in delicious anticipation of how that same warmth would feel elsewhere on his body. In his experience he had not been kissed below the rise of his breasts.

In truth he had barely been touched except in cruelty. His stepsisters cruel strikes against his sensitive areas, or the sales attendants that meant to bring him shame and humiliation but that was the extent. His life had been filled with cruelty and degradations. He has not been touched in love during his entire Life.

He knew that with Matt, everything would be different. He felt Matts love and his love.

"The light," Shawn said nodding to the light beside his bed. "Aren't we wasting fuel."

He eased away just far enough to look down at Shawn. "Not my way of thinking, Looking some times is as good as touching."

Shawn put his declaration to the test studying Matts thick dark hair, the brows above his deep-as-forever blue eyes, his tight fourteen year old skin on his face, considering how a prominent nose and a strong jaw could keep a man from looking pretty but beautiful at the same time.

Savagely beautiful, Matt was a prime of a boy that would make a strong man in a few years. Something that was cruelly stolen from him.

"Dont worry, Matt. I'm not going to change my mind," Shawn said softly, His fingers stroking though the thick hair resting against his nape.

"If you wont, I wont."

Was he grinning at Shawn? Oh, yes, in a silly, hot, kind of way and He found himself grinning back at Matt like some kind of silly fool.

But as they continued to stare at one another, the grins died. Shawn melted inside.

Matt gave up on refinement. There was nothing delicate about the kiss he gave Shawn, nothing subtle about the way his tongue pressed between his lips to taste the honeyed warmth inside his mouth. He wanted to possess all of him, inside and out, to ease the frustrations of the past months of torment and abuse. To do everything he thought the first time he saw Shawn laying on the lawn chair in that sexy pink bikini.

He moaned but it was not the sound of submission or regret. Matt sensed Shawn's urgency and the last vestiges of control dropped away. Desire became a wild animal within Shawn, clawing for satisfaction, silent screams of hunger exploding within his mind and his body.

He was trying to unlace Shawn's corset. God he was no good at undressing of a woman when he was mad with wanting her naked in his arms.

Shawn covered his hands with hers guiding him in the delicate maneuvers, at last taking control and finally unfastening the clasp of his tight corset until it parted. And he could trail his hot lips against the gentle swell of his breasts. And his tongue licking the satiny skin and lace edges of his bra and the erect nipples beneath the satin cups.

Under his assault, he felt the growing heaviness of his massive bosom and he felt even more voluptuous and he felt eager for Matt to rip off the remaining clothing he had on, and rake that wonderful tongue all over the fullness that extended itself because of him.

Helping Matt with the bra, unclasping the straps and letting it fall from his shoulders. Shawn eased the garment past the pebble tips of his breasts, until she was fully exposed to his eyes, hands and mouth. His head dropped back, He closed his eyes as if to say, here I am, Do as you will.

Matt took a moment to feast on the sights of his feminized lover, the thick lashes above his sexy green eyes, his blonde pencil thin arched eyebrows resting against the pale white skin, his beautiful platinum blonde bouffant hair, his graceful throat, and finally the beautiful large breasts with pin hard tips that he had been fantasying about for the past few weeks.

He had pictured wrong, Shawn was much better than his most inspired imagination.

He eased his tongue across her offered sweetness and Shawn experienced delicious curls of warmth opening inside, his hands traced the length of his spine, clasped his waist and cupped his buttock. all the while his lips nibbled at his nipples.

Shawn's young body pulsed in heat as he arched. Backing away, "Matt, we better stop now. "

Matt asked, "Shawn, why. Don't you like this?"

Her voice rasping, "Yes indeed. But this is getting too much. We should wait until I am older for this. Please, Take me back home. I want to wait until I marry you. We can still love each other and even enjoy occasional hot moments but please we cant take it too far. "

"Can we wait until tomorrow. Its pretty late tonight?" Matt pleaded.

Looking into Matts beautiful eyes, "Yeah lets wait until tomorrow morning. I am sleeping in your sisters bedroom so we don't do something stupid. Okay?"

Matt was terribly horny but he did have some sense. "Okay. I think that would be better. "

Shawn didn't want to go home to his horrible stepsisters. deciding to stay there tonight, "Ok. I love you Matt?"

"I love you Joan." They kissed one more time before Shawn left the bedroom.

Falling asleep was even harder that night. But eventually Shawn fell asleep.

The suns bright rays woke Shawn up. Getting her cell, he called his friend Charlene and asked her to pick him up. He wanted to see her again.

The morning went almost as Shawn had thought. They kissed, rubbed each other and had breakfast. Then they sat on the sofa watching a show when Shawn said, "Matt. I will be leaving shortly. I called one of my friends to pick me up this morning. Is that okay?"

He shrugged, "Sure. You are not a prisoner here and I love you. Last night was pretty stupid. You can do anything you want. "

"I love you too." Shawn was pleased that she had found someone that loved him.