Crime and Punishment--Part Three

Sally faced the tall woman clad all in latex. Behind her glasses, her eyes seemed to glow...Sally had difficulty looking away.

"Michelle, why don't you join Theresa in the play room?" Madame Fabricantfille said. "I'll join you both there shortly." The transformed Mike curtseyed and minced out of the room through a door in the opposite wall. "Now, Detective, have a seat and I'll explain many things..." She gestured to a pair of armchairs. She strode confidently to the one facing the door and sat, while Sally moved more cautiously to the other. She had a feeling this woman could be dangerous.

"Look...Madame Fab--" she began.

The woman cut her off. "Call me Madame F," she said. "I know my name can be quite a mouthful. Let me anticipate your questions:

"About your partner--Mike has been a secret cross-dresser for quite some time. I see that shocks you. Why did you think he so eagerly jumped at the chance to 'investigate' me? Very quickly in our interview I determined his real interest was in undergoing one of my transformations."

Sally started to speak, but Madame F cut her off again. "His change is not permanent. The post-hypnotic suggestions I gave him operate only within these walls. Here he is Michelle...outside he will always be Mike, your very competent partner. And there is no charge for my services to him--call it a contribution to the well-being of our police department."

"What about Terrence Oliver?" Sally demanded.

"That is a somewhat different story. Most of my clients are voluntary, like Michelle. Some are brought here to have bad behavior corrected...some are even brought here, surreptitiously, by the authorities. Terrence is one of those. He had a history of mistreating women--beating them, actually. It was decided...by those given charge of his adjudication...that even incarceration was unlikely to redeem him. Indeed, it might make him worse.

"Terrence was brought here six weeks ago. It has taken that long to create Theresa."

"He called himself a 'tranceslut'--something he was mumbling when we picked him up," Sally said.

"Ah, oui," Madame F nodded. "Theresa's mantra. A 'tranceslut' is a person who is addicted to being hypnotized...who receives erotic pleasure from it. I soon discovered Terrence was one of those. I assure you, she was quite happy sitting there, her trance deepening with every repetition of her mantra, her arousal growing as well. Unfortunately, one of my servants left the door open and Theresa wandered off in her deeply hypnotized state."

Madame F rose. "Now, come with me to the playroom. After I demonstrate some things there, I have a proposition for you."

TO BE CONTINUED

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August Dressing 1--New Dress

I originally planned to have two new outfits to post today, but the skirt I bought at Forman Mills turned out to be way too tight...and not at the waist, but the hips. I couldn't get it over my thighs and hips...despite it being a stretchy material and sized as an 18. It was on clearance, too, so I can't return it. Oh well, some lucky lady will get it through Goodwill I guess.

But here's the dress I did wear...and I really like the result:



Manufacturer/line/store: Tacera (Ross)
Date: July 2015

The shoes are Christian Siriano "Kate" turquoise/white platform peeptoe pumps, from Payless in May 2015. Other accessories are black-and-white jewelry. It was hot last night, so I'm bare-legged. The heat also kept me from taking as many pictures as usual. It may also have played havoc with getting into the corset...it seemed more difficult than usual to get pulled tight.

The heat also led me to try something different with the makeup. I only used foundation on my mustache, to help cover it.

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New Survey: What Stories Do You Want Continued?

Over the years, I have posted some 75 pieces of fiction of varying lengths. In the last survey, my fiction was the most popular thing on the blog and the thing readers most wanted to see more of.

Hence, this survey. I will be posting five story titles at a time and asking you to choose which one you most want to see more of, either as a continuation or sequel of some kind. Each title will be a link to that story, so you can re-read it. (Multiple part stories will link only to the first chapter...finding the rest will be up to you.)

Here are the first five stories:

Pretty Sissy Dani
The Stepton Slaves
Bulletin Board Sissy
Petticoating the Boss
Sissy Forever

You can vote in the survey to the right.

Crime and Punishment--Part Two

Sally wasn't concerned when Mike didn't return by the end of shift. He was probably following a lead and then went home and would report in the morning. As she was packing up to go, Dr. Forrest, the forensic psychiatrist walked up to her desk. "Got a minute?" he asked.

"Sure...what's up?" she replied.

"I just finished examining your...victim. I was able to bring him...uh, her...whatever...out of trance. But she continued to insist her name was Theresa Olivia, not Terrence Oliver."

"Why would he...she...do that?" Sally asked.

"Post-hypnotic suggestion is my best guess," the doctor responded. "Whoever hypnotized Terrence and dressed him as a woman gave him the suggestion to think of himself as female--well, not quite."

"What do you mean?"

"I asked her if she was a woman and she most emphatically said, 'No. I am a male lesbian.'"

"Male lesbian? What the hell is that?" Sally said, surprised.

"I've heard the term before...it's used by some cross-dressers who consider themselves men who dress as women but respond to women as a lesbian would," Dr. Forrest answered.

"So where is...Theresa...now?"

"I sent her home. I couldn't legally hold her. There's nothing psychiatrically wrong with her," Forrest replied.

"You have her address?"

"Yes, she's staying with that Madame Fabricantfille, apparently."

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The next morning, Sally was surprised to see that Mike wasn't in the squad room. She tried his cell phone and got voice mail. "Oh well," she thought, "he's probably overslept or something." Deciding she needed to speak more to Terrence/Theresa, she drove to the address for Madame Fabricantfille.

She found that the address was, indeed, a loft--a huge one. She took the elevator to the right floor and knocked on the door. It was answered by a figure in a full French maid's uniform...a figure Sally was certain was not entirely female. "Oui, Detective...I will ask Madame to join you," the maid said, in a convincing accent. "Please wait in the parlor."

She led Sally to that room and Sally was surprised to see another person there as well. It was a male, dressed as a little girl, practicing mincing and curtseying in his heels and petticoats. He turned to her and, with a look of surprise himself, said, "Sally!"

"Mike?!" she gasped. "What the hell....?"

"It's Michelle," he corrected her, breathily. "I think I've found my true self...."

A voice came from behind Sally. "Oui, you have, ma cherie," it said, in a husky, sultry tone. "Bon jour, Detective Morton," it continued as Sally whirled around. "I am Madame Fabricantfille."

TO BE CONTINUED

Crime and Punishment--Part One

Detective Sally Morton got out of her car and walked over to the uniformed officers guarding the scene. "Okay, what's the story?" she asked.

The uniform jerked his thumb behind him. "We found that one sitting on the park bench, staring into space and mumbling...."

"So, is she catatonic or what?" Morton asked.

"Not catatonic...more like hypnotized," the officer responded. "And maybe not a 'she'...here's the ID we found." He handed Sally an out-of-state driver's license.

"Hmmm...Terrence Oliver." She studied the photo on the license and compared it to the glazed look on the person on the bench. "Yeah, could it be the same person--with a lot of expert makeup work. But why 'hypnotized'?"

"Go listen to the mumbling," the officer advised.

Sally went and sat next to the "woman." Leaning close, she heard the following, repeated over and over:

"I am a happily hypnotized tranceslut. Obedience is pleasure. I am a happily hypnotized tranceslut. Obedience is pleasure...."

Standing, she gestured to the paramedics waiting nearby. "Get...her...to the hospital and see what you can do for her." As they went into action, she saw her partner, Mike Wells, come up. "What have you got, Mike?"

He held up a business card. "Found this on the ground by her feet." Sally read the card:

Madame Fabricantfille
Live out your fantasies of femininity...

There was a near-by address and a phone number.

"Why don't you check this out, Mike? Sounds like one of those professional dominatrixes that work out of the lofts around here...and what kind of name is 'Fabricantfille' anyway?"

"It's French," Mike replied, proud to show off his linguistic skills. "Roughly translated, it means 'girl-maker'." He waved as he got into his car. "Don't worry...I'm on it."

TO BE CONTINUED

Who Are You? A Final Analysis

Although a survey like the one I just completed here is not, strictly speaking, scientific, it does give some indication of who is reading this blog. (It's not scientific because it is what statisticians call "self-selecting"--in other words, only those who choose to answer the survey do so.)

The results indicate that the vast majority of my readers are over the age of 40 (nearly 80 percent); nearly 60 percent are either professionals or retired; more than half live in the eastern part of the United States (only 17 percent are not US residents).

Eighty percent began wearing female clothes before they were 15; for the largest group (33 percent), that initial item was hosiery of some kind (although a significant number said "other"...since I neglected to include panties, I suspect that might be a high-ranking selection as well); more than half now dress in some feminine clothing at least once a week.

Sixty-three percent have a spouse or other significant other; of those, 80 percent say their SO knows about their cross-dressing; of those, 75 percent of the SOs are supportive.

Finally, 84 percent of you discovered this blog by following a link from another site; the overwhelming favorite thing on the blog is my fiction; and that is also the one thing more of you want to see more of than anything else.

Survey Results: Who Are You? Questions 10-12

Here are the results of the final three questions:

As you can see, nearly two-thirds of you first found this site by following a link from another site.

By an overwhelming margin, the most popular postings to this site are my stories and art. Be that as it may, I will continue to post photos of my dressing sessions--call it ego, if you must.

As expected, the thing most people want to see more of is stories. That being the case, the next survey--to begin in a week or so--will determine which stories readers most want to see more of. I will also be posting a more complete wrap-up of all the questions in this survey.