Gender Jumble, Part Two

Book Two: Sleeping Beauty

1.
Bernie Bailey was surprised to find Miss Foreman and all the other members of his group already assembled in her office when he arrived. Two of the girls--Geri Siegel and Jo Shuster-- giggled and blushed as he excused his lateness. The other two--Bobbi Kane and Jeanie Robinson--simply stared, as if picturing him in some other way.

Tasha Foreman merely gestured to the comfortable chair before her desk. "Have a seat, Bernie," she offered. "I decided the experiment would work better if I had a chance to talk with the girls in the group first," she explained.

"I'm still not clear on what the experiment is," Bernie said, pulling out his notepad.

The mysterious flashing light appeared from under Tasha's desk. "It's not necessary that you understand, Bernie," the instructor said, as the light caught the attention of the unsuspecting boy. "It's merely necessary that you listen to me and watch the light...."

She continued in that vein for several minutes until Bernie was completely under her command. "Bernie, do you hear my voice?" She reached over and stroked his crotch. "Do you feel my touch?"

"Yes."

"Do you like how this feels?"

"Yes, Miss Foreman."

"Do you want it to continue?"

"Yes," he groaned slightly as his cock strained against his pants.

"Then all you must do is obey my requests; every time you do as I ask, your arousal will increase," she suggested.

"I will obey," he answered, and his cock twitched in response.

"When you awake, your name will be Aurora. You will be a sweet, loving princess of a girl, submissive to all around you. You will delight in the most feminine of clothing--flowing chiffons and laces, flouncy petticoats, saucy hats, sexy heels.

"If I say to you, Briar Rose, you will regain your identity of Bernie Bailey; but if I say, spindle, then Aurora will return. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Miss Foreman, I am Aurora," he replied.

"Excellent," she continued. "Aurora is something of a sleeping beauty. A very special thing will happen the first time you are kissed......"

Tasha continued for the better part of an hour, strengthening and defining Aurora's femininity. Finally, she turned to the fascinated co-eds. "Girls, go to the closet and let's find the right clothes for our Princess Aurora."

Half-an-hour later, the erstwhile Bernie was in the first of several ultra-feminine outfits his co-ed tormentors and their instructor had chosen. In a short brunette bob, Aurora looked like the epitome of the young wife in the blouse with three-quarter length sleeves and the full skirt atop four bouncy petticoats. With pearls around her neck and three-inch heels on her feet, Aurora was a suburban princess ready for an afternoon of bridge with June Cleaver.

The other two outfits were equally feminine and frothy, but more in keeping with Aurora's own age. The first was a white cotton sundress with a halter neckline and a hem that stopped six inches above the princess's knees, standing out upon its froth of short petticoats. Her long legs were sleek in the tan pantihose and white sandals with four-inch heels.

The third and final outfit was similar to the first--except it was a deep coral satin, and worn with a pair of slingback white pumps. With both, Aurora wore a long blonde wig pulled back into a loose ponytail.

Tasha turned to her conspirator-students. "Now...what shall we do with our little princess?"

Geri Siegel brightened immediately. "I have just the way to teach her the ways of femininity and humiliate Bernie as well." The others gazed at her. "The campus Sapphic Society's formal ball is in two weeks....."

2.
The next two weeks were a whirl of activity for the co-eds and the hapless Bernie. While they permitted him to attend classes and other functions as normal, most of his evenings were spent at Tasha's home as Aurora...and weekends were a blur of shopping trips as they searched for just the right formal gown for the "princess's" debut.

Bobbi Kane had a particularly teasing streak and loved to put Bernie/Aurora in compromising situations. In one shoe store, she convinced Aurora to ask for the highest pair of heels in stock. The clerk produced a sandal with a six-inch spike heel and neatly strapped it to Aurora's shapely foot.

"Go ahead, try them out," Bobbi urged. Aurora stood, her long legs showcased by the short-shorts she wore and the height of the sandal heel. Tentatively, she minced across the floor and then, gaining confidence, began to strut before the mirrors. As she turned to look at Bobbi for approval, the co-ed said, "Briar Rose".

Bernie nearly tripped to the floor as he stumbled in the now-unfamiliar heels. He caught sight of himself and how he was dressed in the mirror and blushed furiously. Bobbi merely grinned. "Why, Aurora, dear--you act as if you'd pricked yourself on a spindle," she commented--and nstantly, the cross-dressed boy regained his composure as the self-assured Aurora took over.

The afternoon of the Sapphic Society formal, the girls again gathered at Tasha's house, preparing themselves and Aurora for the evening. The girls had all chosen quite sophisticated column gowns for themselves, but Aurora's look was youthful and spirited. She wore a white gown with a beaded bodice, bare-shouldered with the tiniest spaghetti straps. The skirt was a froth of lace and netting, pulled up on the left side to reveal a touch of her leg. Her shoes were white satin pumps with a three-inch heel. Her hair was a mass of dark shoulder-length waves, her makeup subtle, yet designed to accent all her femininity and disguise any masculine qualities.

They arrived at the dance fashionably late and found the affair in full swing. The lesbian club's members and guests filled the dance floor. Several of the attendees had come in male drag--their hair slicked back, clad in tuxedos or dinner jackets. Most, though, were dressed in very feminine gowns or cocktail dresses.

As they entered, Tasha retriggered Aurora's trance state and reinforced some suggestions: "You will be highly aroused by dancing with these women. Though outwardly female, you remain a male within and the sight, scent and feel of these women excites you. To them, you should appear a committed, submissive lesbian. You will save the last dance for me...and remember my instructions about a kiss...." Tasha and the co-eds had been very careful not to kiss their charge at any time until now.

The formal dance went swimmingly; Aurora was a great hit with the Sapphic Society and was much sought-after for dancing. Finally, the evening came to a close, with Tasha and Aurora dancing, their bodies very close to together, as the orchestra played "Good Night Sweetheart". Tasha felt the bulge of Aurora's engorged cock through their gowns. "Remember the kiss...." she reminded.

As the tune ended, Tasha reached up, took Aurora's head in her hands and kissed the faux-girl strongly, her tongue thrust deep into Aurora's mouth. Instantly, Aurora/Bernie felt her cock spasm, filling her panties with cum. Tasha pulled away from the kiss, looked her experiment in the eye and whispered, "Briar Rose".

More to come