Act like a Boy Chapter 3

Act like a Boy or else …

by Lesley Renee Charles

Chapter 3

I reached into the bag with the pink gaff. I then pushed my small testes back into my abdomen and pushed my small penis back and slid the gaff up my legs and into position.

The first thing I noticed after put this on was how flat I now looked.

My male captors entered the area where I was being kept.

“Looks like we got us a new girl, boys!”

“We are going to have to set up her bedroom. I think Lilac and white will do it.”

“Okay Princess it is time to get you to the beauty salon and then get you a nice girly wardrobe. No pants for you anymore sweetheart. From this moment on, you are not considered a man to us but a woman and will be treated that way from now on. Your only goal in life now is to please us men and live the life of a pampered girl.”

They entered my cage and told me to hold out my arms which they bound with a pink satin ribbon to reemphasize my femininity. They taunted me about how feminine I now looked. I was then escorted out of the cage and back into the stone hallway.

We turned in the opposite direction than when we went to the court yesterday. It was still dark and musty. They escorted me down the corridor, which after about a mile was starting to get better lit with more wall sconces.

At the end of the corridor we came to a brightly lit room which I could see was set up as a very feminine beauty parlor.

“Is this the new girl?”

“Yes, are you ready to start her transformation into a very feminine girl?”

“Yes, all set up. I guess the first step should be to get rid of all that ugly hair permantly. How extensive do you want it?”

“The Master wants nothing below the eyebrows. He doesn't want her to ever think of herself as a man.”

I was given a glass of wine to drink after being told it would help me relax. I was escorted by my captors to the back of the salon where the electrolysis equipment was set up. It was then I finally realized that I never could go back to who I was. I started to struggle to escape my desperate situation. It was really futile. First off, my arms were well secured, secondly the guys were very muscular and very quickly had me secured to the table.

“Now behave yourself Princess, we will be back in a few hours. Master is going to decide on your new name.”

The technician came over to the equipment and started piercing my skin with the needle.

“First we will start on the facial hair. That sedative in the wine should start having an effect on you shortly.”

I proceeded to black out.

When I awoke, I realized I was quite hairless from the eyebrows down. I was told that in another few weeks I would have another session and few more after that to make sure they got all the hair.

I was escorted to a private room and given a pair of lilac satin and lace panties to wear. I slid them up over the gaff. I still could not get over how feminine my crotch now looked.

“I am now going to glue these breast forms on you. They should stay put for a few days. You are a lucky girl you will be a C cup.”

Her words sent a shiver up my back. I was now past the moment of no return. I had no idea what my captors were up to. I was starting to fear that I was going to be a toy to them though. I wondered who this Master was and what was his nefarious plans for me.

The glue felt wet and cold and I was told to hold the breasts in place for a few moments will the glue set. After that I released them feeling the strange weight now on my chest. She went to get the matching bra and had me put that on. I glanced in the mirror and gazed at my new feminine shape.

I was led to the beautician's chair and strapped in so that I could not escape. A nail technician came over and started to give me ½ inch extensions. She decided to do my nails in a lavender shade to compliment my lingerie. The hair technician got out hair extensions that matched my hair color exactly.

“The Master wants you to have long hair sweetie. We don't want to disappoint him, do we?”

While she was working on my hair, I wondered how I ever got in this mess and how was I going to get out. I wondered why it was a crime not to act masculine if you were a guy. I really liked being a guy, just not a macho one. I liked being a gentle guy, but I guess that is what got me into this mess. As these more permanent procedures were being done to me, I realized that I was going to have to get used to being a more feminine girl. The Master, I can't wait to meet him, really wanted to eliminate any signs of maleness in me.

After my hair was styled and set, the technician started to work on my make-up.

“Don't worry about what I am doing now, tomorrow you will start having lessons on how to do your own make-up and hair. This is just to give you a more feminine appearance for when you go shopping later.”