Mistress Alexa’s Transformation Fiction

New: Mistress Alexa’s Transformation Fiction

Inspired by a TG Story called Undercover

Date: 1998/11/13

Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.tg,alt.sex.stories

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You must imagine, when you call Mistress Alexa, that you are going to learn everything about becoming feminine. That your call is as expensive as it is effectual. That you are not calling a casual Mistress and that you, in turn, are not a ‘casual’ cross-dresser.

Mistress Alexa believes in instituting the senses. Our training techniques may cause you to develop such a feminine self image that many of the ingredients of maleness may be permanently lost. Mistress Alexa doesn’t advocate operations… We believe that the happiest position is to leave the body male and fixate the mind of femininity, feminization, feminine mannerisms, submission, and supersensual sexual habits. By following the customized training and customized exercises Alexa devises for you, you will be able to keep your minimized organ and supplement it with feminine mannerisms and behavior. Our goal is to make our trainees so feminine that they can live and work as sexually submissive women with little or no problem. Consider Ricki, one of Alexa’s oldest trainees and favored crossdressers.

[Imagine] A shapely young girl walking into the room. You cannot tell that it is a male. He appears to be wearing a silk afternoon dress and heels.

She says: “I want to thank you for not only making me look like and act like a girl, but also want to be one. Mistress Alexa has feminized my mind, my feelings, my nature and made me delighted to be a girl as far as was physically possible.” “I was treated to luxury-spa type treatments. Mistress Alexa is expensive, but my bank account is sitting there, waiting to be used, and I had been dressing up my whole life… waiting to be made up, dolled up and dressed up and, well, fucked… my whole life. I was… the perfect trainee… the perfect sissy. Have a look at one of her brochures…

Desensitizing you to your transformation. What will happen to your personality? Bringing out the lady in you: Why be a man’s equal when you can be a woman’s equal. Being a woman is not inferior or superior; just very different.

Feeling Frightened: There are several reasons for the mental confusion and fear or insecurity. One is a lack of commitment, another is fear of the unknown. Over 50% of the world live in femininity. Believe it or not, few people will be hostile after your conversion. Mental Barriers: After you’ve started to show signs of feminization, you’ll most likely question your decision. Indecisiveness is a feminine quality and is a sign of increasing feminine personality development. When your masculinity is stripped away, you’ll experience a feeling of nakedness and vulnerability. You’ll feel weak and exposed as your muscles soften. As your figure slims and hips widen you’ll find your balance different and you’ll walk effortlessly with a sway. Mistress Alexa focuses on techniques of psychological and emotional feminization. Your mind will change  your body, your feelings will change your senses. This is not an overnight process.

 

Your personality must be ready to accept the pleasures and pains of feminine development. Practice is required until it becomes natural. Therefore, Mistress Alexa prefers for you to commit to at least one hour sessions, and encourages you purchase a series of sessions…. from the start.  For luxury clients, she will recommend ‘shopping’ together and ‘special preparations’.

All the methods have one objective; the cultivation and embodiment of female instincts; the psychological submission to the Mistress, the prettification of everyday life.  You are expected to do your best to make yourself into a perfect girl carrying out all you are told to do by the various experts. Your rough skin win become soft, angles will become curves and your stride will become a swing. You will learn more about men than you knew as one. This is because we will be looking at your maleness and systematically eliminating it. By making yourself loved as a woman you will naturally eliminate your manhood.

 

Case Study: A wife orders her husband’s transformation:

“I never think of him as my husband. For me he’s now my sister. Of course, I still remember him as my husband – and how difficult our life was together. After his business failure, he had to rely on my inheritance. I told him that some major changes had to be made. He knew by then that he was a cuckold… that I had never really thought of him as a real Man. That I was having sex with and being romanced by many other men. He was humiliated, ashamed, reluctant … He had a tantrum or two. He misbehaved.  I never told him of my plans to institute him. I called Mistress Alexa, explained the situation, and told her to wait for his call. Then the feminizing process began.

I must admit I liked the idea of my husband being transformed into a wife. I have done all I can to see that he becomes as girlish and feminine as possible. I know he’s much happier today. I feel many husbands would be happier in the role of wives, given the opportunity to change. I mean to change gender, not sex. There are many soft young men that have dainty features and figures that with the help of Mistress Alexa could easily take the female role. Hormones and minor surgery facilitate the process, but it’s the psychological control, the emotional domination that does the trick.  It’s important to encourage the husband’s early to take the feminine role. This allows ‘playing wife’ to become a natural  part of their personality. It is important that they learn to love being a wife and feel beautiful, not as effeminate men, but as females.

 

(To be continued)

 

 

Your girlfriend is behind you…

Your girlfriend is behind you… or somewhere in the house, or maybe it is your wife, but you do not see her, you are holding a picture of her, and of the girl you want to be.

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Judy, you are a little sissy girl. So you like to wear panties and bras and pantyhose. Do you know once you put them on sweetie? That there is no going back into being a man or a boy for you sweetie. You will wear our panties and bras like a real lady. You will learn to love them like us. You will learn all about being a girl from the inside and outside out. Like putting on makeup and doing your lips and carrying a purse and what do put in your beautiful pretty pink purse. You will shave and wear shirts and blouses like us. You will talk like a girl and feel like one with our hormones surging through your lovely new body with estrogen and progesterone in your veins. Making you feel very feminine and passive and weak like a woman. You will feel very submissive and sweetie you will learn to like men. You will read girly magazines and learn all about men and what they like. For you have a vagina or pussy to them and two nice breasts.

I will take you out shopping one of us girl’s favorite activities, shopping for lingerie and makeup. You will try on some new bras and panties in the ladies room. Then we will go the makeup counter and have them do you up in very nice powder and lipstick with some mascara. Oh yes dear Judy, you will learn as all of us girls do how to put your face together. Oh yes sweetie, you will learn how to apply foundation and concealer and mascara and eyeliner and mascara to your beautiful eyes and lips with lipstick. You will begin to feel and think like a woman and have those lovely feminine feelings and want to talk with us girls about your feelings.

So sweetie, you will wear panties like us girls and bras and learn to walk like a lady and carry a pocketbook or purse like a lady and look into it like a lady. Oh of course makeup, you learn all about makeup and lipstick and mascara and does it all like a girl. You will feel and think like a woman and feel like us during our period and go shopping and get your nails done so pretty. Oh and those feminine hormones will do something to your body and mind that change you into a becoming a woman. You will begin to feel and think like a heterosexual lady.

Every day you will wake up and start your day like us girls by putting on your bra and panty matching of course. Plus take you to a nail salon to get your nails and then on to do some girly shopping for a bra and panties in the intimates section with the saleslady leading us and taking your hand into the changing room. By the way I told her about you in advance that you are a sissy and you need to know your bra size and she will tell the other ladies in the section about you so they can help you with picking out outfits and skirts and blouses to go out with.

And after that, they spread the word to the cosmetic section that a sissy is coming over to get her face and eyes do up. And they are also so excited to have a sissy to play with. After we will go out and have some lunch and do some girl talk to get you into the mood to be real lady.

Sensitivity Training for the TSA

Thanks to the Transgender Law Center in San Francisco which filed a suit on behalf of a TSA employee who wanted to dress and pee in a way “consistent with his or her gender identity”, LAX’s 2,500 security officers and 100 managers have to undergo sensitivity training.

Agents “should be aware of some do’s and don’ts when ushering t-gals through the security process”… and when managing tgals in the security process. Unlike the rest of us, a tranny shouldn’t have to “hide who she [is] just in order to earn a living.”

Consider Amanda Littlecock, for example, who in yesterday’s session revealed that his wife had decided to lock up his cock when he went away on business trips, or at least, that’s how the transformation began. First, there was the humiliating scene in front of the not yet sensitivity-trained TSA agents at the D.C. airport, who stopped Amanda going through security, first at the metal detector booth and then at the x-ray machine. Amanda had to explain about his little cock, about his wife, about the chastity device, before the head of security let him through… too late to catch his scheduled flight, alas! Next time, Amanda would have to present the key to chastity device to the security agent, as proof that it didn’t contain anything explosive. Just a little cock, Amanda peeped, blushing red and pink and trying to cover her poor little non-explosive with her hands…

After that, the training accelerated. The wife kept Amanda inside the device for longer and longer periods of time, adding conditions. No, Amanda, you have to wear panties all week before you can come. No, Amanda, you have to paint your toenails before you can come. Then Amanda had to go through TSA dressed in panties over his chastity device, and then in panties and bra, and then in full explosive gear: panties, stockings, cami, boobies and all.

What did Amanda do? Amanda is training to become a TSA employee, “consistent with his or her gender identity”…

Make me a pantyhose slut

Mistress Alexa, Please give me the direction I deserve and desire.  I am a pantyhose slut who has fallen for your web site and want you to make me into a pantyhose slut that my wife can accept and dominate. Please show me the way….. John

Oh by the way, yes I am wearing a pair of nice sheer black pantyhose with a pair of panties, thongs, to remind me of who I am and what I want to accomplish in being a pantyhose slut.

THE CONTINUING CONFESSIONS OF YOUR PANTYHOSE SLUT

My Dearest Mistress,

I sit here, trembling in my seat, knowing the pleasure that you will have when you read my latest adventures in being a pantyhose slut and how well I serve you.  Taking a trip always brings its excitement, but being a pantyhose slut makes it a little bit more exciting and pleasing.  I am currently in San Diego, staying next to the Horton Plaza, the meca of pantyhose slut shopping for me.  But first I must start at the beginning when I took off from Hawaii and slipping into a pair of Leggs body toning pantyhose at the airport.  After check-in and going through the security checkpoint.  I slipped in the men’s room or pantyhose slut room and slipped into a pair of Leggs body toning pantyhose for the trip.  I especially like this brand of pantyhose because of the extra material they have and how I can cover my whole upper torso with them.  It is like no other brand that I have found so far, but the most pleasing aspect of them is that I can pull the extra material between my ass.  It brings an extra sensation of the pantyhose riding between my legs.  When I finally arrived at my gate only to find that the plane was postponed for another two hours, I was the only happy one, enjoying myself in pantyhose waiting for the boarding time to start. Once I was on the plane, it was heaven knowing that I would have them on for the whole flight.  Once I landed in Los Angeles and was waiting for the connecting flight, I was needlessly running to the restroom and adjusting my pantyhose and then making my little clitty hard knowing what to expect when I finally arrived in my hotel room.

When I finally arrived in my hotel room, I couldn’t take it anymore.  I stripped off my clothes and in the process of straightening out my pantyhose; I put a run in them. Knowing that I don’t like to wear any pantyhose with a run in them, I guess I cheated just a little bit since they were nude and I had to look really hard to see it.  I throw myself down on the bed and got my clitty nice and hard.  Just about the time I was ready to explode, I dropped my hands next to my side and was whisked away into a pleasure that you could only teach me.  Then when I was totally relaxed, I started to rub my legs together sending sexual electricity to my little clitty, teasing it again and again.  Then I allowed my hands to caress my little clitty just to the point of just a little bit of precum came out.  And then you commanded myself to lay my hands to my side again and your voice filled my excitement about who I am really am and what was expected of me.  I then started to stroke my little clitty again, again, and heard your voice commanding me to cum into my pantyhose.  Then I lay in my bed, knowing that I have pleased you again.

I then got myself ready and did the first day of business to hasty get it behind me.  After I was done, I slipped into a pair of black pantyhose and panties; sheer to toe and a pair of hip huggers panties that I assure you were pulled up my ass to accent my beautiful behind.  I then lay in bed again knowing what I had to do next.  My acceptance of myself has come in stages and each stage you have helped me along the way.  I knew what I needed to do next….  I went to a shoe store next to the hotel, rather calmly and shopped for a pair of heels to accent my feet in hose.  It was rather relaxing wondering through the many rows of high heels they had and when asked by the young female sales clerk if I need some help, it was nothing to say, “I was hoping to purchase a nice pair of high heels for myself.”  She assisted me and pointed me in the right direction.  I don’t know why it is so relaxing shopping for myself in ladies department stores, but I will always enjoy it.  Especially when I picked out a couple of high heels to sit down, take my shoes off and show everybody in the store my pantyhosed encased feet while trying on the heels.  I picked out a pair of cute little pumps with a 3” inch that I am consistently getting up and checking myself in the mirror.  Then I went to the Victoria’s Secret store and shopped for some more panties and a bra.  Yes, a bra, which I have never before shopped for and you can imagine the confusion when looking for my first bra. Am I a 36C, 34D or what should I be asking for.  I picked out some more hip hugging panties and tried my best to settle on a bra for myself with no luck.  There just wasn’t anything lacey enough for me and to much the rest of my ensemble.  I then went into Fredrick’s of Hollywood and a nice middle age lady tried to assist me, but there just wasn’t anything that caught my eye.  Yes, I am getting a little bit picky on what I will wear and always want to look my best for you. Before going into Fredrick’s of Hollywood, I spotted the GAP store which had a display, you guessed it, of bras right out in front of the store’s entrance.

I casually walked around the store and zoomed in on the bra that I was hoping to wear and grabbed it with no hesitation.  I lacy, black see through number that just sets my breasts off right.  When the sales lady asked me if I found what I was looking for, I shot back to her in a very kind way, that yes I have and no need to look any further.  You can’t imagined how excited I was, or could you, that I had in my hands my naughty little outfit that was going to make my week.  I raced back to my hotel room, stripping off my clothes, and sitting down in my pantyhose, panties, high heels, and bra; all of them black and lacey.  Each one of them accenting my desire to be your panty boy, my desire to please you.  This posting has taken me a couple of hours to write just due to the fact that I am getting up and gazing at myself in the mirror.  How my ass is pushed up in the air by wearing heels and how my panties and pantyhose accent them, then my bra; yes I am wearing a bra for the first time and like I said before, what was I waiting for in wearing a bra.

 

Please Mistress Alexa, let me download your “Pantyhose Sissy” MP3 from you, I need your constant assurance that I am going down the right path…. I beg of you.

 

CONFESSIONS OF A PANTYHOSE SLUT

My Dearest Mistress Alexa,

I want to thank-you for the work you do, tell you how you have touched my life and how much freedom you have given to me by allowing to accept the female side of my body.  I have been wearing panties and pantyhose for the last month straight and I never realized what I have been missing.  You can’t imagine how confused and frustrated I get when I am not able to wear them during the weekend.  But right now, I am sitting at work wearing a pair of pantyhose and panties showing a small token of my affection to you. You can’t imagine, or can you, how nervous I am writing my confessions and acceptance of being a pantyhose slut.  When I was growing up, my mother gave me a pair of pantyhose after I repeatedly asked to try them on.  I am pretty sure my mother gave them to me to get it out of my system, but it just made want another pair after that and then more and more.  While growing up and throughout the rest of my life, I have always enjoyed wearing pantyhose and masturbating in them.  Each time I would feel ashamed and throw them away, but would buy another pair later on to enjoy myself again.  A few years ago I purchased your tape, “Pantyhose Sissy” and I don’t know how to explain the affects it has had on my life.  Instead of feeling ashamed of being a pantyhose slut, I have embraced my decision with your care and guidance.

I still remember the first time that I listened to your tape.  I was surfing the web looking for pantyhose sites to visit during a business trip and stumbled across your website.  I immediately bought your tape and prepared myself to listen.  I put on a pair of pantyhose, my headphones, and lied down on the bed; not knowing what to expect.  Your voice put me at ease and I was floating on a cloud, easing into a deep dependence on you to show me the correct way to accept being a pantyhose slut.  I was caressing myself in my pantyhose, rubbing my legs together, each time sending shivers up to my little clitty.  When you commanded me to place my hands on my sides and to lie still, I let you guide me further and further into a state of relaxation and bliss.  I felt like I was floating, relaxed, and proud of myself for accepting who I really am.  When you allowed me to rub my legs together, which I really never did before, it was like sending sexual electricity throughout my whole body and then straight to my little clitty, just waiting to fully explode.  Then when you allowed me to caress my little clitty, I was on a path of no return, you voice so assuring and the pleasures you were allowing me to enjoy was leaving me weak and excited at the same time.  Then your command of making me drop my hands to my side again and then to caress my little clitty to make me precum.  I listened and soaked in every one of your commands and yes, I am just a little girl who wants to wear my pantyhose every day.  Then your commands of silky smooth made me precum more and more and when you allowed me to cum, I was hopelessly lying on the bed, shaking in a pool of amazement and wondering what happened to me.  Then you bought me out of trance, not wanting to leave the state that you put me in and enjoying every minute of it.  It was the first time that I ever been hypnotized, I was weak; emotionally and physically spent from your lesson you let me experienced.

I didn’t know what to think until after I was fully awake.  My mind was confused on what just happened and I immediately took off the pantyhose and throw them in the trash. I was feeling ashamed and humiliated, but it felt so right for me.  I slipped into the bath to try to wash away these feelings but at the same time I caught myself, calling myself a pantyhose slut and how I should be proud of myself in taking the next step.  Well, as you can imagine, the next day I was back at the store buying a couple of more pairs of pantyhose and enjoying myself again with your gentle love and caresses, directing me to accept who I really am.  I immediately bought a couple of more tapes from you site, Panty Boy, Transformation, and Sissy Training.  I have experimented with other aspects of feminization, high heels, and dresses, make up, but never really felt comfortable with them and usually ended up throwing them away after awhile.  But during a business trip to Southern California, I took a side trip to a mall, walked into the Victoria’s Secret (while wearing a pair of black pantyhose), had a very pleasant conversation with a young lady on which panties I would like to purchased, and walked out being the proud owner of six pairs of panties.  I always thought that I would be crossing the line if I ventured over into the panty realm of cross dressing, but how wrong I was in thinking so for so many years.  I went back to my hotel room and slipped them on, knowing that I was going to take pleasure in them, but not knowing how much pleasure they were going to give me.  I can’t fully explain the sensation of wearing pantyhose and panties at the same time.  What a waste of time it was before when I wasn’t wearing any panties while I was wearing pantyhose. The way the panties ride up my ass, constrain my little clitty in front, keep my pantyhose in place, and how my ass looks so cute and sexy in them.  It kind of feels like someone has their hand on my ass, caressing my ass throughout the day, making me feel sexy.  What was I thinking of not wanting to wear them?

So now, thank-you for your help and guidance in this journey, my favorite part of the day is preparing myself in the morning with my pantyhose and panties.  At first, I usually just threw them on at work hoping that nobody could see through the walls and making sure my clothes were covering everything up.  But now I am taking my time to ensure that my pantyhose are put on correctly (no sagging), my panties are pulled up between my ass, my little clitty is restrained in place, and then a couple of minutes of gazing and enjoying the site in the mirror.  I have learned to take my time now-a-days because I was getting too many runs in my pantyhose, not like I didn’t have an extra pair on hand, but also didn’t want to waste the pleasure of wearing them also.  No matter how small the run is in a pair of pantyhose, I just can’t put them on, if I am a pantyhose slut, I want to make sure I look right and sexy and not too cheap.  I also look forward to matching my daily outfit with my pantyhose and panties, just getting a little fashion sense going on here.  Living in Hawaii hasn’t been the idea place to purchase pantyhose since it isn’t ideal pantyhose weather.  The department stores don’t have much of a variety; they usually just carry the Hanes line, which is not too popular with me.  I just don’t like the silkiness of the material.  I usually go with the Leggs brand, but they don’t come in a smoother top to toe, but I still like them because they are a little bit silkier then the Hanes brand.  I also go for the No-Nonsense brand, which is very sheer from top to toe, but not very durable.  The tension strength isn’t that good, but does allow my clitty to flop around to get it a little bit more excited.  I also bought a couple of Wolford pantyhose, but just wasn’t that too impressed with them, not for the amount of money they were asking for.  There is also a couple of off brands but nothing worth mentioning about them.  So, as you can see, I have been enjoying myself in accepting who I really am.  I take real pleasure in seeking out the sales ladies and asking them about their products and every now and then, they let go with a little smile of approval of knowing that I am buying pantyhose and panties for myself.

I don’t know where this is all going to take me, but I am looking forward in taking the next step and having the pleasure of putting on my first bra.  Like I said before, I was always on the line of not wanting to be part of the cross dressing crowd.  I was too good for that, but at the same time wanting to accept my feminization.  But I am not part of the crowd, I am separate from the crowd and will take pleasure in any form of female clothing that I feel comfortable in.  I am excited, just thinking about what type of bra I will have the pleasure of putting my breasts into.  Then just thinking about the pair of black high heels, 3 to 5 inches… I am getting just excited about just having the mental image in my head and can’t imagine the actual rush that I will receive when I slip on my bra and heels for the first time.  I am planning on taking the next step and planning on pleasing you as much as I can to ensure I receive your guidance and direction.

So in short, I am sorry for the long e-mail, but there is one more request that I must beg from you.  May I please download “Smooth Legs” tape again, you agreed in an earlier e-mail, but I haven’t received the link.  Long story short… please let me take pleasure again in my feminization and the guidance and comfort that you bring me.

I hope to hear from you soon…..

Transformation, not change

To be transformed: I  call you to warn you that I am coming home and bringing another Mistress with me. I tell you that I will surprise you, twice, and that you will be transformed into something more than a slave, something more than a sissy, something even more than a slut… Your happy submission to me over these few years has persuaded me that you are ready for something more and I am bringing her with me: an Asian Mistress, Kim.

I tell you to pick us up at the airport dressed like Abbey from NCIS — tattoed, pony-tailed, dog collared, with a patent leather cap, too.

You do.

What’s next? Call 888-411-1230