Active Sissy Stories / Roberts visit to Hospital
« Last post by Howarth66 on Today at 04:24:01 AM »
Then Felicity had a wicked idea and extremely wicked idea but it would take several weeks to plan and put together she stop crying and started to smile a very wicked smile. Robert stormed out and went to Jane’s for three days when he came back Felicity was waiting for him; she quickly took a syringe out and injected Robert in the neck he tried to leave but quickly became dizzy and fell in to a chair the last thing Robert saw was Felicity wicked smile saying don’t worry Robert when you awake you will be a changed man.
Robert started to come around he did not know how long he had been unconscious that fact was he had been a sleep for around eight weeks awake at times but extremely heavily drugged. The first thing he notice was his white t shirt that there were two large mounds protruding against the t shirt. He looked under the t shirt and notice two large women breasts no bra just perfectly formed double D breast he shouted at Felicity what the fuc-k have you done to me. Felicity don’t worry darling everything I have done is reversable if your behaviour yourself and become a good husband if not they will remain permanently.
The next thing Robert noticed was his Jean he did not have his usual Levis on these Jeans had an elasticated waist and no fly and had embroidered flower down the side he also noticed his crotch was rather bulky and when he moved to get out of the chair his under garments made a strange rustling noise like plastic bubble wrap. He stretched was jeans and took the down to find he was a a large cloth diapers the diaper was especially designed for women with extra thickness in the bottom part of the diaper. To add further embarrassment over the cloth diaper was lockable pink rubber knickers with cream lacey legs and waist with the words in Capitals “PROPERTY OF THE WOMEN STATE MENTAL HOSPITAL” in cream lettering. Robert also Notice that the Jeans he was wearing had an extra panel piece in the bottom of the Jeans so that the Diapers fitted perfectly unfortunately it did make it obvious that he was heavily diapered. Robert tried to pull the rubber knickers off but they were securely locked on so he pulled his Lycra Jeans back over his diapers. As he started walking around you could clearly hear the rustle of the rubber knickers also, he notices his nipples started to hurt as he walked up and down, he said Felicity my breast are hurting and rubbing with my t shirt. Felicity said I will get you a bra but I only have bra’s from the Hospital that will fit you is that okay Robert said I suppose and we will put a blouse on you as they are softer okay. Robert took off his t shirt Felicity gave him a sturdy old fashioned hospital bra with the same words “PROPERTY OF THE WOMEN STATE MENTAL HOSPITAL” on the large under chest strap she help Robert fasten it at the back as it had four hook and eye fastenings although the bra was sturdy it was comfortable stopping the nipple hurting Robert was thankful. Felicity put a cream frilly blouse on Robert and helped him learn to do the button up as they were different to male shirts, the blouse had a feminine frilly collar.
Robert looked in the mirror saw his face and his know curly permed hair along with the filly blouse made him look more like a girl than a man. Looking at his jeans it also made him look like a person with special need who needs diapers the bulge of his Diaper at the font was very prominent but nothing compared to his bottom the diaper on his rear and front made him look even more like a girl than a boy. Felicity said all these changes are reversable if you behave over the coming weeks if you don’t, they can become permanent. Felicity said right I have to drop into work I thing you had better come with me so you had better be on best behaviour or else. As Robert started to walk to the front door Felicity saw that his bottom wiggled like a diapered toddler she smiled and thought he got some big surprises ahead then she chuckled. Robert reached the car was about to get in the driver’s seat when Felicity said little girls don’t drive and whilst your being punished you will be treated like a little girl got that Robert. Robert got into the passenger seat and waited for Felicity to drive off the journey was about 30 minutes before they arrive at a large building with a huge ground the grounds were fenced off with twenty-foot fences with razor wire at the top clear designed to keep the inmates in.
Felicity parked the car and they both got out Felicity took Roberts hand and lead him to the main entrance their were two very large women security guards at the front as they went in they arrived at the reception area were Felicity told Robert to sit down he sat on the bench although he was very worried as his rubber knicker kept making noise when he moved but he sat waiting patiently for Felicity to return when she came back she quickly put a lanyard around Roberts neck saying you will need this to get out when we leave.
Active Sissy Stories / Re: Betty's pub
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Active Sissy Stories / Re: Betty's pub
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Active Sissy Stories / Re: Betty's pub
« Last post by ace on Yesterday at 10:15:34 PM »
Sorry not a story but a question. Can anyone access Betty's Pub any more. I just keep getting error messages?
Hey Sissybaby, not just you. There seems to be a server error. Doesn't specify exactly what other than possibly busy. It's times like this that dear ol' Betty used to move us to a new server. Betty's sister has been doing a sterling job keeping it all together for such a long time, but she has said she's not that tech savy, so could possibly be the begining of the end... I hope not!
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Active Sissy Stories / Re: The Village
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Freddy looked across the room and saw Patrick in exactly the same style of dress except his was navy blue and navy blue Mary Janes everything else was the same except Patricks chest looked like it was swollen or Freddy questioned they look like breasts at that moment Gloria and Jenny came in they were still dress in their short skirts and crotchless knickers instantly Freddies member started to grow but it stop something hard prevented it from becoming erect he put his hand on his crotch trying to rub it hard Gloria said you will not get a hard on know you have been put in a chastity belt to prevent you c-umming. Gloria said your lucky poor old Patrick is now known as Patricia number one authorised a change of sex look at him rubbing his crotch wondering why he cannot get a hard on soon, he will realise he has a vagina instead of a pen-is and now has breasts with nipple’s. Poor old Patrick will never be the same and if you do not buck up your ideas and do what you are told you will end up the same way. Gloria said look at Patricia he is really rubbing his crotch or should I say her crotch if she is not careful, she will start have a female orgasm. Patrick was almost in tears saying please help please I cannot feel my pen-is it feels like a girly slit down their help. Patricia your no longer a boy your know change into a girl we will have to teach you how to go to the toilet and how to wipe yourself she smiled no more erections for you you’re going to have to get your pleasure the girly way. Pattrick burst into tears also realising that his voice was a lot higher than before say help me help me I am wetting my diaper and my bottom is getting wet instead of my front area.
Active Sissy Stories / Re: Peter was a petty criminal
« Last post by Howarth66 on November 04, 2026, 10:45:44 AM »
Clare and Peter joined the Baroness she removes their ball gags so they were able to speak although the mental alteration to Peter and Clare meant it was quite immature. Right girls let us have a drink first the maids provided very large steins of beer a litre each Peter, Clare and the Baroness started to drink. They soon finished them and they were replaced by another beer after to large beers Clare and Peter were feeling a little light headed the Baroness went to the ladies to relieve herself them came back the group walked over to the stables were Peter and Clare mounted two ponies and were led to the arena. Peter looked at himself he was dress immaculately although he considered himself to be a he the fact he had a vagina and breast meaning he was a she he clearly could see he was a sexy young girl ready for a riding lesson except for his special incontinence knickers underneath his jodhpurs. Although he looks immaculate, he was very uncomfortable in his wet and dirty knickers add to this was the fact that the beer he had drunk was now making him want to go to the toilet again.
Peter and Clare mounted their ponies for the lesson it was very uncomfortable as their wet special knickers made their crotches itchy and sore. The baroness started the lesson with Peter and Clare doing the rising trout which means bouncing up and down whilst riding meaning every time they came back down in the saddle their messy knickers became more and more uncomfortable. At the end of the lesson Clare and Peter had very sore crotches and their plastic pants had leaked a little so their jodhpurs had wet patches around their crotches and bottoms. Baroness Silly de Filly said I think you girls need to change your underwear I will get the maids to change you before you go back home to Lady forester and Judge Strickland. Both Peter and Clare were led a way to the changing rooms by the maids. They were unlocked out of their blouses and jodhpur’s down to their special underwear and bra’s. The maids took off the very dirty special knicker and put them in a nappy cleaning bin and said right girls I think it back to diapers for you two as you cannot keep your training pantie clean. Peter and Clare tried to protest but again that came out of their mouth was baby babble. Both Peter and Clare were was in the showers by the maids they were cleaned then lead to a changing table where they were pinned into thick double terry diapers then a pair of cream lockable rubber knickers was put on them and locked in place. A thick pair of grey ribbed woolly pantyhose were put on them. Next came and old-fashioned Playtex bra the style old laddies wear it was put in place and strapped on. Next came a velvet navy smock dress with a cream loke lace collar both of them had identical dresses the hem came down to midway above the knee. The maids fitted shoes women’s tan loafers on them. Next the maid put on some old-fashioned xl pink nylon knickers the sort from the 1960’s the maids worked them up Peter and Clares legs and stretched them over the bulk of the diapers and tights Peter thought they would have fitted perfectly except the bulk of the diapers showed to anyone who manged to look at their knickers that they were heavily diapered. Peter and Clare were led towards the rolls Royce however every time they moved, they could hear the rustling and crinkling of their plastic knickers the noise that traditionally diapered children make when running around. Both Peter and Clare went slightly red with embarrassment.
Active Sissy Stories / Re: His Aunt Nicole
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Active Sissy Stories / Re: His Aunt Nicole
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Keep up the good work pal.
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Tim didn’t pay much attention. Another day, another outfit. Besides, his head was too full of the revelations of the day. He lay awake for over an hour in a state of nervous vacillation. It was quite against his nature, wasn’t it? He was super-protective of his boyhood. All right, maybe a bit less than he’d been before. After all, he’d felt quite happy today as “Penny’s Popsi”, hadn’t he? He frowned. Yes, he had. Was he…turning into a sissy? He laughed. Of course not! He simply possessed a laudable versatility. Let’s face it, that’s why everyone admired him so much. Yes. He was quite something, all right. He was getting quite a reputation. Now, if he could pull off being a femboy… And those outfits! He shivered. There was something compelling about the thought of those dresses. He reached for his phone and scrolled through the pictures Maria had sent. Yes… Caroline…and Rochelle. Amazing quality, and those layered skirts, all crisp and bouncy! He was trembling slightly. Why not? If he didn’t like it, then… Well, he could always opt out. Couldn’t he?
He fell into a troubled slumber, beset by lurid dreams. He woke early, in an aroused state, and took his shower cooler than usual. When he returned to the bedroom, he found a new pile of clothes waiting for him on the bed. Frieda called up.
“Get dressed and come down, Tim. As quickly as you can. You’ve got a busy day ahead.”
He picked over his new outfit. So this was what a houseboy wore. Oh, no… Another hood? Well he wasn’t putting that on till after breakfast… In fact, he was going to need help with all of this…
He no longer questioned his clothes or his duties. He was becoming absorbed into the world of boy maids, boy pages, boy servants - into the world of ESDS. Playing roles – no, becoming them - had itself become normality, as had obeying instructions. He still thought of himself as having options, and even dared to voice the occasional ineffectual protest if there was something he didn’t want to do, but he would never now even think of refusing. He knew he was at the bottom of the hierarchy and all he really wanted to do, apart from showing off and attracting as much attention as possible, was to please his superiors, to be praised by them. It was a training technique the company had used to exploit all their subjects: recruit those young and impressionable enough, bombard them with compliments and cool outfits, and feed their vanity until they were docile, tractable, and compliant.
They let him eat, and then got him into his new uniform. Strappy pink latex top and hood, skimpy red latex pants, matching gloves and bootees, and a nice red leather buckled collar.
“There. Perfect!” exclaimed Connie with delight. “Miss Carter will be so impressed.”
Tim frowned. “Miss who?”
“Miss Carter, Tim. You’ll meet her this afternoon. She always has houseboys. She wants to check you out. If you perform well she’ll probably hire you for a week sometime. Be very respectful. She’s a very valued client.”
Tim grunted. He wasn’t happy.
“This morning you’ll work for us, and we’ll give you such training as we can in the short time available. Pick up your bucket and mop, and I’ll show you your duties. Chop chop!”
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