You will always keep your hair clean but brushed in a slightly feminine or girlish way. You will always keep yourself clean-shaven. You will never fight, and you will pay attention when at school.
Chapter 1: In trouble for the last time
Caroline entered the classroom dressed in a white satin blouse with a short black skirt and started to prepare for the first class she would be teaching, history. Caroline had several classes she taught; aside from history, she also taught math, English, and home economics. The previous week, her stepson Alex got into serious trouble.
Alex, who was 17 and coming up to 18, was in several classes that Caroline taught, and although he was skinny and short for his age, had very little facial hair, and was a troublemaker and a heavy metal nut, since his father died two years earlier, Caroline had found him impossible to control. Alex always expected to get preferential treatment when in his stepmother’s classes, and in all but the most severe cases, he did get away with it as Caroline knew it would do no good.
The bell rang and all the students filtered into the classroom, and typically Alex was nowhere to be seen. About ten minutes after everybody was settled, Alex casually walked through the door and sat down at the back of the class. He looked as he usually did; his clothes were dirty and scuffed from fighting, and his long blond hair was unwashed and stringy. By this time, the class was already in session. “Nice of you to join us, Alex!” Caroline said it frostily. ‘God, I really hate these history classes,’ Alex thought, and he spent most of the class doodling in his exercise book until he heard Caroline speaking to him.
“Alex!” Caroline shouted, “I told everyone to come to the front to get your assignments, which include you!”
Alex walked to the front of the class. On the way, he squeezed the bum of one of the female students and smiled, “You fucking pervert!” The girl shouted and gave him a vicious kick to the shin. Limping up to the front, Alex went to complain to Caroline, “Did you know that she kicked me? Put her on detention!”
“Alex, I didn’t see a thing. I can hardly give someone a detention just because you say she kicked you.” Caroline said it with a small smile.
“But…”
“Besides, you have obviously been fighting again, so you could have limped in here!” Caroline finished, “Here is your assignment; now go and sit down.”
Alex scowled at the girl on his way back to his chair. ‘Fucking bitch, she can’t get away with kicking me!’ he thought.
In the staff room at midday, Caroline sat down, made herself a coffee, and waited for her friend Denise to come in. After a minute, Denise came in and joined her. “How was the horror in class?” Denise asked.
“Like usual, causing trouble. He grabbed the bum of a female student this time, although she did give him a vicious kick to the shin.”Caroline said it with a smile.
“I suppose you had to discipline the girl!” Denise said.
“I didn’t see a thing,” Caroline said with a smile, “and I can’t discipline someone for what I didn’t see!”
Denise chuckled at this and picked up a paper to read.
“I just don’t know what to do with him; I’m at my wit’s end!” Caroline said with desperation, “He’s 18 soon, and if he gets into serious trouble, then he will end up in jail!”
“I think I may have a solution!” Denise said, “Take a look at this paper.”
Caroline picked up the newspaper and saw the story on the front: Slave Sissy of Hertfordshire. With her interest gained, she began to read. “Hertfordshire woman Suzanne Cole was fed up with her husband’s ways and decided to feminize him. Suzanne’s husband, Eddie, now lives as her maid and servant and goes by the name of Edele”.
“What do you think?” Denise asked.
“Sounds interesting, and there is a contact address here for the person who helped feminize Eddie. I think I will make a call!” Caroline said.
The rest of the day went without incident; Caroline and Denise finished work early as they had no more classes from three o’clock onwards. Traveling into the Cambridge city center, they headed for the address given in the contact advertisement in the paper.
“Is this the place?” Caroline pondered, noticing that the address given was a fetish shop.
“Must be, this is the address,” Denise said. Well, “let’s go in!”
Upon entering the shop, Caroline saw a young woman tending the counter who was identified by her name badge as ‘Melissa’ “Hi, we’d like to see Jessica, please,” Caroline said.
“Mistress Jessica is upstairs; I will just check if she will see you. What is it about?” Melissa asked.
“I saw Jessica’s ad in the paper with the article about Edele, and I have heard about my stepson,” Caroline said.
“I understand; please wait here.” With that, Melissa disappeared upstairs.
Moments later, Melissa came down again and said, “Mistress Jessica will see you now; please go up.”
Caroline and Denise climbed the stairs and entered Jessica’s study. Jessica rose from her seat and walked over to the two women and gave them firm handshakes. “Welcome; I’m Jessica. I hear you read about my work in the paper.”
“Yes, it was what gave me the idea of coming to you in the first place. I am having a problem with my stepson; two years ago, his father died, and ever since, I have had major problems controlling him.”
“And you suspect that being feminized will sort him out?” Jessica finished.
“I hope!” Caroline said.
“Are you sure you want to feminize him?” Jessica asked, “There will be no turning back once you do.”
“Yes, I want to do it!” Caroline said it decisively.
“Ok, then, what did you have in mind?”
“Nothing drastic; I have no need for a maid or anything. I just want to curb his tendencies, and the best way to do that, it seems, is to turn him into a girl.” Caroline explained.
“Ok, how about using a tape with subliminal messages?” Jessica suggested.
“No, he might not go for that,” Caroline said.
“How about putting subliminal messages on a videotape?” Jessica continued.
“Possibly,” Caroline replied.
He has been asking for that new Metallica concert video.” Denise said.
“That’s possible; if I got the video, could you add subliminal messages, Jessica?” Caroline asked.
“Yes, using my computer and video editing equipment, I can do it,” Jessica said.
“If I can give you the video tomorrow morning, how long will it take you to add the subliminals?” Caroline asked.
“I could have them done by six o’clock,” Jessica said.
“Great, I’ll drop the video in tomorrow morning!” Caroline said.
“Right, shall we work out what the tape is going to instruct then?” Jessica asked.
Later, when Caroline and Denise left, they started to talk. “You know, it will be good to see that good for nothing, a son of yours changed,” Denise said.
“Yes, it will.” Caroline said with a smile, “I can’t wait till my stepson becomes my daughter!”
“It’s a pity I will be on holiday and unable to see Alex’s progress!” Denise said, “By the way, where are you going to get the video tonight?”
“I have a few places to try,” Caroline said.
Chapter 2: A New Look
The following morning, Caroline stopped by Jessica’s shop on the way to work. Entering the shop, she found Jessica doing a stock check. She was wearing a black mini skirt with a black leather jacket and 3" black patent leather pumps. “Hi, Jessica, I have the video,” Caroline said, handing the video to Jessica.
“Perfect; I will have it ready by this afternoon. Is there anything else you would like added to the subliminals before I process the tape?” Jessica asked.
“Yes, I no longer want him listening to heavy metal. I want him to listen to classical music or pop music, the type that teen girls usually listen to. I also want him to choose his female name himself, with a few guidelines, of course.” Caroline said, “We could do further instructions on classical tapes too.”
“Yes, that is a good idea,” Jessica replied.
“I have to go now; I will be by at six to pick up the video,” Caroline said and then left.
That morning Alex turned up at school with a bleeding nose and a black eye. When Caroline saw this, she pulled him to one side and said, “You’ve been bloody fighting again, haven’t you?”
“It wasn’t my fault!” Alex exclaimed.
“Tell it to someone who cares!” Caroline hissed, “You’re grounded!” She finished and stalked off.
Tuesday passed quickly for Caroline, but Alex was getting into more and more trouble, and finally, Caroline had to see the principal about him. Walking into the principal’s office, she saw her waiting.
“Mrs. Conroy, Caroline, I’m sorry to pull you away from your class,” the principal said, “but the situation with your stepson is getting worse, and if he does not sort himself out soon, I will have no choice but to expel him!”
“Please don’t do that; I have taken steps to make sure that Alex never misbehaves again,” Caroline said.
“Could you tell me what you plan?” the principal said.
“Of course, but I would prefer if you did not say anything of this to anyone.” Caroline said, “For if this is to work, Alex can’t know of my plan.”
“You have my assurance that this conversation will not pass beyond this room,” she said.
Caroline outlined her plan and how she came up with the idea.
“Sounds good; a punishment he deserves, to be sure!” The principal said, “I can get the register changed when he chooses a new name.”
“Thank you. I will let you know what the name is and when to adjust the register by phone in two Saturdays.” Caroline said.
“You seem to have this all worked out, so I will leave it up to your judgment,” she said.
“Just one more thing: could you get someone to cover my last two classes this afternoon?” Caroline asked, “I need to get a few things for Alex.”
“No problem, history, and math, isn’t it?” the principal asked.
“Yes, that’s right,” Caroline said.
“Thank you for coming to see me.”
“No problem, and thank you for the help” With that Caroline left.
When Caroline had finished her classes, she traveled into the city to do some shopping for Alex’s up-and-coming change of image. First, she bought a set of makeup containing foundation that sets as a powder that she thought would be the right shade, concealer, a reddish pink lipstick, eye shadow, mascara, blusher, nail varnish, and assorted accessories for hair. Next, she stopped by a clothing shop and bought a selection of blouses, a black and white patterned jacket, and a matching hat.
Once she finished her shopping, she walked to Jessica’s shop to pick up the altered video. Entering the shop, she saw Jessica tending the till. “Where is Melissa today?”
“Oh, she has the flu, so I have to look after the shop for now.” Jessica said, “Oh, here is the altered video and the other tapes we discussed. The video will get the ball rolling; after that, get Alex to listen to each of these tapes in succession when you think he is ready.”
“Thanks; here is the money for them.” Caroline handed Jessica the money. “By the way, could you get a course of hormones as well?”
“No problem; what strength do you want?” Jessica asked.
“Quite strong; I would like a fairly quick change,” Caroline explained.
“Fine, I’ll have them by Saturday,” Jessica said.
“Thanks; well, I better get going. Bye.” Caroline finished and left.
When Caroline got home, she found to her surprise that Alex was actually home. “Decided to obey me for once, did you?” she asked, knowing that that was not the case.
“Yeah, mom, whatever you say,” Alex said.
“Anyway, I thought you may be a little bored with being grounded, so I borrowed a video for you to watch.” Caroline handed him the Metallica video.
“Great! I’ve been wanting to watch this!” Alex said, without thinking, that was wrong, and put it on the tape.
Walking upstairs, Caroline went into Alex’s room, placed the blouses in his wardrobe, and placed her other purchases in her room. Caroline sat down on her bed and decided to watch some TV while the tape did its job.
Downstairs, Alex had become hypnotized by the video and was hearing only the subliminals.
“You no longer like heavy metal; in fact, you can’t stand the sound of it. When these instructions are finished, you will go to your room and destroy all your posters and heavy metal possessions. All you will listen to or like now is classical music or pop music — the kind of pop music the average girl between her teens and mid-twenties would listen to. You will always keep your hair clean but brushed in a slightly feminine or girlish way. You will always keep yourself clean-shaven. You will never fight, and you will pay attention when at school. You will be presentable at all times and never cause trouble of any kind. You will always wear blouses to school from now on. You will find a selection of blouses in your wardrobe; you will not question how they came to be in there; you will accept them as part of your wardrobe and life from now on.”
Coming downstairs, Caroline walked into the lounge and said, “Hi honey, enjoy the video.”
“It was ok; thanks for borrowing it, mom.” Alex left the lounge and went upstairs to his room.
‘God, I can’t believe I ever listened to this crap!’ Alex thought to himself and took down all his heavy metal posters and chucked them in the bin along with his heavy metal music and video collection.
Caroline appeared in Alex’s doorway. “Everything okay?”
“Yeah, fine, mom. I’m just going to have a bath.” Alex said that and exited his room.
The following morning, when dressing for school, Alex noticed a selection of what appeared to be shirts in his wardrobe; upon further inspection, he found them to be blouses. Alex could not work out where they had come from. Shrugging, he pulled one out to wear, thinking nothing was out of the ordinary. When he came downstairs, he was wearing black trousers with a light blue blouse, his hair clean and brushed in a slightly feminine way.
“You look nice and smart this morning, dear.” Caroline noticed.
“Thanks, Mom; I better be off to school. I don’t want to be late.” Alex said, grabbing a couple of slices of toast from the table.
After his first two classes, Alex ran into his friend Brian and asked, “Want to cut class and go check out the new Iron Maiden CD?” then, noticing how smart Alex was looking, spoke again, “Your stepmother, make you clean yourself up, eh?”
“Nah, I’ve decided to sort my life out. I tidied myself up, and I am now working harder on my schoolwork. But thanks for the offer; to tell you the truth, I don’t really like that music anymore!” Alex finished.
“Well, suit yourself,” and Brian walked off.
The rest of the week, Alex’s schoolwork continued to improve as he started to pay attention in class and catch up on the work he missed; all of his teachers had remarked on this. Brian and the rest of his friends had more or less abandoned him when he carried on turning them down so he could study.
As a result of his new image and better personality, people were finding him slightly more agreeable and likable, but there was something about him that some people thought odd. The way his hair was brushed, and a few even noticed that he was wearing blouses but said nothing anyway.
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