Little Girl Forever Part One

CHAPTER ONE

Aaron looked at the return address on the envelope and frantically tore it open. He quickly read the contents and grinned. “Yes!” he exclaimed. “I’ve been accepted!”

Two hundred miles away, Vera Demanden sat in her office and looked through the computer records for the incoming students at her Tranny Training School. “Well, this looks like one I’ll take a personal interest in.” She pulled up the details on Aaron Barrymore. “He’s actually coming here of his own accord, eager to learn how to be feminine and beautiful.” She smiled. “Well, Aaron, I think I’ll teach you a great deal more than that!”

Four weeks later, the new class of cross-dressers, nancy-boys and sissies were gathered in the school auditorium, along with their sponsors. Aaron was the only one who sat alone. Vera spotted him right away and called her chief assistant, Colleen Cuntrol, to her side. She pointed him out. “When the others go to orientation, bring him to my office, instead.” Colleen nodded, knowing that meant Aaron would receive very special attention from the school’s founder and headmistress.

Thirty minutes later, as the other new students were led to their first experience at forced feminization, Aaron was escorted to Vera’s office. Colleen knocked and a voice from within called, “Enter”. She did so, with Aaron at her heels. Vera rose from her desk and walked around the young man, surveying him carefully. “Well, Aaron, we certainly have some nice material to work with here,” she said. “You’ve clearly worked hard already at preparing for your time here.”

“Thank you, Ms. Demanden,” Aaron replied, blushing. “I’ve been dieting and exercising for several years, and I can now wear a size 8 dress.” He ran a hand over his head. “I’ve let my hair grow for all that time as well, and gotten professional treatments for it.”

“I see,” Vera nodded. “You actually want to be a girl, then.”

“Not a girl,” Aaron protested. “A woman…a beautiful example of adult femininity.”

We’ll see about that, Vera mused. “Yes, well, then we’d best get started. Come sit on the couch with me and we’ll talk about the program I’ve devised for you.” Aaron joined her on the couch and she moved close to him. “You see, Aaron, you’re not here to become what you wish to be. You’re here to become what I wish you to be.”

“What? I thought it was clear that I wasn’t interested in being a submissive sissy,” Aaron said, shocked.

“And why should any of that matter?” Vera replied, smiling. “In short order, you’ll find it doesn’t matter at all.” She leaned in closer to him. “Look deep into my eyes.” He tried to turn his head, but she held it steady. “Look deep into my eyes….” Unable to look away, Aaron found he could not escape her gaze.

“Look into my eyes, Aaron…look deep into my eyes…sink into them, fall into them,” Vera continued. “You cannot resist the power of my eyes, you cannot resist the power of my words. You are drawn to my eyes and my words. Surrender to them. Surrender.

“My will is stronger than yours. My will is a feminine will, and a feminine will is always more powerful than yours. Surrender your masculine will to my feminine will. Submit to my all-powerful feminine will, and let my mind control you. My mind controls and you obey.

“My mind controls and you obey. My mind controls and you obey.”

Her will was indeed too strong for him to resist. “Your mind controls and I obey,” he said, in a dull monotone. “Your mind controls and I obey.”

“Very good,” she said. “You are deeply submissive to me, you are my toy, my plaything. And with every moment in my power, your submission grows, your will weakens, you lose all ability to disobey. You cannot disobey.”

“I cannot disobey,” he murmured.

Vera smiled. The resistant ones always seem to be the easiest. “Aaron, get out of those clothes. No male clothes allowed on campus,” she ordered. Aaron stripped himself of his shirt and pants, revealing a training bra and panties. “So, you were actually all set to be feminized, weren’t you? And in such cute girlish things!” She used a button on her desk to signal Colleen.

A moment later, Colleen arrived and smiled at the scene. “Yes, Ma’am?”

“Aaron, you will go with Ms. Cuntrol and obey her as you would me,” Vera said. “Take this little cutie to the salon and have him fixed up appropriately.” Then she whispered further instructions to her assistant.

“Oh, Ms. Demanden, that will be so delicious!” Colleen said, adding, “Come with me, Aaron.”

In the salon, Aaron was handed over to the beauticians and tecbnicians. Since his hair was already sufficiently feminine, they concentrated on his face. His eyebrows were waxed into girlish arches first, and then they set to work on his eyes—brightening his underbrow, then coloring his lids with a lavender shade, blended into the lighter shade above, with a dark line accented the crease. Eyeliner and mascara followed, and then came a massive set of lush false eyelashes.

His cheeks were highlighted with blush, creating a look of constant embarrassment. The final touch was his mouth, reshaped into a pouting cupid’s bow, with a lavender lipstick and gloss.

Now they placed him on the mani-pedi throne, and made his hands elegant and long-nailed, and his feet soft and delicate, with cute lavender-painted toes. Finished, they turned Aaron back over to Colleen. “Come with me back to Ms. Demanden,” she said.

“Your mind controls and I obey,” Aaron murmured.

CHAPTER TWO

As Aaron and Colleen entered the office, Vera smiled. “Yes, exactly the look I wanted for him!” she exclaimed. “Colleen, you may go; I will send for you later.”

She walked around the mesmerized man and examined him. “Take off the bra and panties, Aaron. I have new undies for you.” “Your mind controls and I obey,” he responded, immediately stripping off the lingerie.

Vera went to a dressing table and opened a drawer. She pulled out a matching set of bra and panties and handed them to him. “Put these on.” He instantly complied, covering his little titties and his sissy-cock with the lavender frillies. “Definitely your color, darling!” Next came a pair of sheer stay-up thigh-high hose, which he carefully drew up his hairless legs. “How nice that you keep yourself girlishly smooth, Aaron,” Vera remarked. “It will make all this so much simpler.”

She beckoned him to the full-length mirror. “Look at yourself. Don’t you look cute and girly?” she said. “So pretty and prissy.” She caressed his body. “Feel your arousal grow…you like looking this way. Your nipples grow stiff on your tiny titties and rub sexily on the satin of your bra. Your male thingie gets hard and expands, as the satin panties cling to it. Your ass feels warm and soft in the satin, too. The longer you look at yourself, the more exciting it becomes…and the deeper you surrender to my will, the more you become submissive to my control.”

Aaron wriggled in response and said, “Your mind controls and I obey.”

“That’s right, dear,’ Vera continued. “And even when I wake you from trance, that will be true. You will be submissive and girly, your will surrendered to mine. Now, when I snap my fingers, all this will be true and you will awaken from trance. But when I say Aaron obeys, you will return to trance. And each time you return to trance, you will be even more submissive, more completely in my control. Do you understand?”

“I understand; your mind controls and I obey.”

“Good Girl! And every time I say that, you will feel an intense sexual pleasure go through you, as if I had tweaked your nipples, stroked your cock, and kissed you all at once. Understand?”

“I understand; your mind controls and I obey.”

“Good Girl! And now, awaken!” SNAP!!

Aaron immediately awoke and said, “I obey, Ma’am. What is your desire?”

Vera looked at the abject adoration in his eyes and smiled. “I desire you to be dressed appropriately for your new role in life.” She pressed the buzzer and moments later, Colleen entered. “Take Aaron to the dressing room and find something suitable for his new life.”

“Yes, Ma’am….I know exactly how Aaron should be dressed from now on,” Colleen replied. She took him by the hand. “Come along, sweetie, it’s time you dressed the part.”

A few moments later, they were in the school’s wardrobe department. Colleen headed directly for the section labeled “Prissy Sissy” and began searching the racks for the perfect outfit. “You must look little girlish and yet a bit sexy,” she said to Aaron, who merely stood mute and mesmerized. “I want something full of frills but still revealing….”

She pulled out several dresses and held each up to Aaron’s body. “No……no…..maybe…..” she said as she displayed each one and then cried, “Yes! Exactly the right look for you, dear! Put this on!”

The pink dress fitted closely in the bodice but then exploded into a mass of ruffles with a multi-tiered skirt that ended eight inches above Aaron’s nylon-sheathed knees. It came with a pair of elbow-length gloves and low-heeled pumps. “We’ll train you in higher heels a little later, darling,” Colleen advised.

After making sure everything fit, she took him back to Vera’s office. “Oh my!” Vera exclaimed. “You’ve done a wonderful job with him, Colleen! He’s the very epitome of the little-girl fetish! Now, all we have to do is make the mind match the image!”