Forced Crossdressing: A Collection of Forced Crossdressing Stories

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Crossdressing Bondage featuring Sandra Gibbons and all her tranny friends helplessly bound and gagged. If you like sexy tranny girls in bondage this is the place to be. The washer broke and filled up with water!" yelled Aunt Emily, stepping through the soaked floor to get ALL of the towels.

But she said clean this up, and we'll discuss this later on. And then she departed. I cleaned up all the clothes and changed. Once I was done, she went into her room to change for her Dr. appointment, which is why she had come home early. She had told me this, but I had forgotten. She then left without saying a word. Once she was gone, I threw all my girl clothes in the trash where my mom would see them. I wanted her to know I got rid of them. You are obviously jealous of your sister being a bridesmaid. So we called her friend and guess what? She said she would like to have an extra bridesmaid, providing we can make you look the part. So that's exactly what we intend to do. You are going to pay for a new dress for your sister too and you will pay by earning for it. The brides mother and the bride will be here shortly to see what a great job we've done. If she agrees to you being a bridesmaid, you will obviously thank her then you will dress and act as a girl right up until after the wedding. That means full make up every day, and only skirts and dresses to wear. Do you understand? " One day, I just snapped one of them. I was so angry and upset that they had been forcing me to do this, and I just couldn't take it anymore. After snapping I decided to run away from them. I went to the park, but they found me there. They chased me through the park and got very close to catching me, but I disappeared into the bushes. I could tell they were moving around but for the next few minutes nothing seemed to be happening to me. Then, without notice, someone grabbed my boxers and cut them off with scissors. After ripping them off of me, someone slapped my ass. Not very hard, just a light tap. My wife knew I was into spanking but it was usually me doing the spanking. A brief pause and then another slap came across my ass. I tried to speak but the gag that filled my mouth kept my kept my words completely incoherent. I wasn't sure where this was going until I felt someone under the table. Another slap now made created a steady rhythm that I was unable to stop. The person under the table was definitely my wife which meant that the person spanking me was the unknown second woman.

After A Long Time, We Talked About My Crossdressing

You stay there while your sister and I call her friend and tell her that she can't now be her bridesmaid " his mother said. There," she said. "That should be a little more comfortable for the time being. I don't want you to get used to this though. I will be mostly using rope and tape and a few other ingenious little devices, but for today I will use these cuffs. Just one more thing and we can get started. I need you blindfolded. This won't be a normal thing but just for today." Femdom/Authoritarian, Misc. Stories, Sweet/ Sentimental Keywords: Diapers or Little Girls, Maids or We'll need to get a few more things yet, like shoes etc" his sister said as they took him by the arm to the full size mirror.

We'd love to see your stories posted here, think you have a story to tell or have written stories posted elsewhere.What? I am not wasting gas money to go on a thirty minute drive to Wal-Mart just to get you clothes. You can always wear my clothes without a problem. We will figure something out soon" Aunt Emily told me. I don’t know what got over me. I am really sorry Jody. I promise.. I will never do this again.” I answered, almost about to cry. Growing up with two older sisters I was always dressed in whatever they wanted. Snow White costumes, Bratz belly tops, even swimsuits!! They always painted my nails, much to my Dad’s dismay, but everyone thought I was adorable.

Okay, I won’t tell them but from now on you have to do as I say.” She said. “Fine, just don’t tell them. I will do anything Jody, please.” I said hopelessly. “You better get changed now. Mom’s going to be home soon.” Jody said with a smile, knowing that I was completely under her control.Hello son, look who is here.” mom spoke, as I gazed at aunt Marilyn. I had always and still am, very fond of her, and fantasized about her, when in bed and in the shower. I know it is wrong, I told myself, but that was my secret. After being pissed at my buddy for the next hour or so for telling her, I told him he might as well tell her I’d be willing to try it again, but I wanted to completely dress not just wear a bra in front of her for a minute. I figured that would deter her. Well, I was wrong. She gladly accepted and the next weekend I was there in her room for my first real crossdressing moment. I went from calm and cool to nervous as all hell when I realized she was REALLY into it. Make-up was out. Clothes on the bed. And many of her bras lying out for me. I literally stopped at the door of her room. My buddy laughed, pushed me in, and said he’d be watching TV. He only wanted to see “the final product”. His sister, Jane, was going to be a bridesmaid at her friend's wedding in a few months. She was very excited about it, and especially loved the dress she'd be wearing for the day.

Induced Change, Crossdressing/TV, School Girl, The Operation Keywords: Appliances Attached, Breast Implants, Corsets, Hair or Hair Salon,They were so different! Not rough or clingy like what I wore, but the smoothest, silkiest feeling, like I was wrapped in softness. I woke up late the next morning since it took me quite a while to fall asleep. Sara was already up and out of the room. My arms were sore from being pinned behind me and my wrist ached from the tightness of the zip tie. It didn't help that I had struggled against the bonds for an hour before falling asleep. No doubt I was using muscles that I don't normally use having a corporate job for most of my life. My jaw was sore from the ball gag in my mouth, but there wasn't much I could do about it at the moment. I began to struggle against my restraints again since I was alone and this seemed like my best chance to free myself. Furthermore, if nobody guesses that you are a boy at the wedding, we intend to keep you as a girl until you can convince us that you had a valid excuse for ruining your sister's dress in the first place. We will now update your social media profile with your new picture of you as a bridesmaid and your name is now Samantha " About an hour later, aunt, telling me, as I was reading a woman’s magazine of hers, that she just be over the road, to chat to her friend for awhile.