Sissy stories feminization
I had just turned 19 when I was summoned to compulsory military service. Sissy stories feminization I have to spend 12 myself in a barracks doing military training. Given my physique and androgynous appearance, I thought I was being retarded at the time of the medical examination. He well no, I am declared fit. So after the medical examination we go to the hairdresser for a ball to zero then to the shopkeeper to receive his package (lattice, brodequin, cap…). We are all meeting in the gun square of the barracks and the Colonel director of the barracks announces the program of 12 months of training : 1 month of hazing by an officer team, then 11 months of hard and rough military training.
The very evening the hazing begins. A committee of Non-Commissioned Officers receives US one by one to know our specialties, our provenance … my turn comes and one of them asks me :
-Lieutenant André : what is your name and where do you come from ?
- Me in a shy and reserved voice : Karim, originally from Morocco but there I live in the South.
- Andre: speak up, look like a chick, what’s your specialty
- Me : I study administrative management and computer science
- Andre: that means secretary, we need a secretary who knows how to handle the computer tool.
He turns to his colleague another deputy and tells him : - Andre : Bernard We found our secretary, she will start tomorrow.
Hearing her talk about me in the feminine I’m lost and hesitant : - Me: but my lieutenant…
He cut off my word and said : - André: listen my beautiful it is either the Secretariat, or you will suffer a hazing and a very hard year.
I lowered my head and kept quiet, saying that it is better to do the secretariat than to suffer a hazing and a year of trouble. I wouldn’t resist. - Bernard: meet me tomorrow morning at 8 a.m. at the secretariat. Next time.
I spend the night alone in the room while the others are getting bugged. The morning after breakfast or all my comrades had a dirty head, I head to the secretariat. Bernard is already there and beckons me to go back to his office and beckons me to sit down. - Bernard: Sleep Well my beautiful, your office will be right there, and the locker room at the bottom to the right. Here’s the key to your closet. you’ll find work clothes in it. There is no question of having a lattice Secretary. If you need help ask Caroline the nurse to help you, she’s used to it.
And he adds by following me to go to the locker room : - Bernard: don’t be late, you’ll have to be ready and sitting in your office at 8 a.m. every morning.
I take the key and head to the locker room with my head in the fog. Why does he talk to me feminine, why do I have to change… once in the locker room and once I open my closet I understand his insinuations. The closet is full of dresses, tailors, pumps, wigs….
They want me to be their secretary, but they want me as a woman. I decide to refuse and head to Bernard’s office, when I am questioned by Caroline, the nurse. - Caroline: Hello I’m caroline the nurse, you look upset what’s going on ?
- Me : they want me to dress like a woman and be their secretary. that’s not normal.
- Caroline: listen my dear, you have two choices, Either you do what they tell you and you will spend a quiet year typing, the secretary, or you refuse and you will drool for 12 months. And believe me, it’s gonna be 12 months of hell for you. I can help you, tell yourself it’s just a work outfit. You’ll spend your days here and no one will see you.
- Me : I have no choice then, I will not survive 12 months of hell.
- Caroline : good choice, come I’ll help you.
We go into the locker room she takes out the outfits and chose what I will wear: skirt suit and black jacket, with a white silk shirt, black self-fixing bottoms, a brown wig and heels 10 cm false breasts..
I put it all on with Caroline’s help and she tells me : - Caroline : I have to teach you how to make up sit down.
While she makes me up and tells me : - Caroline: from tomorrow you have to shave everything ok
- Me: what do you mean ?
- Caroline: fully, legs, torso, armpits….
- Me: Ah good why
- Caroline : that’s how a woman doesn’t have to look like a low-floor travelot ok
Once she’s done she points me to a long mirror. I can’t believe what I see. I think I’m super sexy. - Caroline : How Are you?
- Me: Hey well
I dare not tell him that I find myself sexy perched on my heels. - Caroline: we go to my office, I was given 24 hours to make you presentable.
Once in her office she takes out a kit full of makeup and begins my initiation. By the end of the day I had acquired the art of make-up. She tells me : - Caroline: go change, and don’t forget tomorrow you come fully shaved ok
I’m heading to the dressing room by dabbling in my 10 cm pumps. The soft feeling of stockings on my legs will miss me tonight. I’m surprised I like wearing that.
The next morning my colleague from chambré leaves at 06: 30, it gives me time to take a shower and shave. Once I’m ready I put on my trellis and head to HQ.
Caroline’s waiting for me in the locker room with the clothes of the day. A black thong bra set, a grey tight skirt with her matching grey jacket, a white silk shirt, beige self-fixing stockings, Chestnut mid-length wig, black ankle boots with 10cm heels, and makeup kit. Once dressed she tells me : - Caroline: well you’re going to put on makeup I’ll be back in 15 minutes to check everything.
- Me: Yes ma’am
15 minutes later she comes back, and when she enters the bathroom she says : - Caroline : wow you look great, you learned your lessons well. Go to your office and wait for the Commander’s orders. His name is Gerard.
I’m moving into my office. I turn on the computer and read the news while waiting for the commander to arrive. A few minutes pass when between a big man enters, he must Well measure 1.95 m baracado like a gladiator, very short hair, clear eyes with a slight smile to the lips he reaches out to me and says : - Gérard: Hello Mademoiselle, commander Gérard. Are you the new Secretary ? what’s your name, Sweetheart ?
I get up, reach out to him and answer : - Me : uh Karim..
- Gerard : Ah Karima, that’s a nice name
He says looking at me from the bottom up and looking at my hand, and he says : - Gérard : Caroline did a good job in 24 hours, it’s beautiful
At that moment Caroline enters the office and militarily salutes the Commander : - Caroline: Hello, commander.
- Gérard: Hello Caroline, nice work, there is only one detail missing, nails my dear.
- Caroline: okay, commander, we’ll take care of it this afternoon after the service.
He enters his office and closes the door. Caroline tells me : - Caroline : he’s happy you like him, this afternoon I would do your nails OK my beautiful.
- Me: yes but my roommate uh
- Caroline : don’t worry you’re moving to the women’s quarter, you’ll have a room of your own with your stuff … and always remember the smile on your beautiful face
Cool I said to myself in my head, I will spend 12 months quiet behind the desk while the others gallop. Especially since I’m beginning to appreciate the softness of women’s clothes on my freshly shaved skin. My phone rings : - Gerard : Karima bring me a coffee please and newspapers
- Me: at your command my commander
- Gérard: a Yes sir will suffice ok
- Me: Yes sir
I make the coffee and take the newspapers and knock on the door of his office. - Gérard: Come In
I come home smiling and walking to his office he says : - Gerard : Thank you Karima hold Type me this on computer.
I take the sheets he gave me and head to my office. When I turn around to close the door of his office I find him staring at my back. I close the door with my eyes down and start doing my job. As I was used to computers, I finished pretty quickly I take the time to check for typos the layout. I print the whole thing and direct me to the door. I knock : - Gérard: Come In
I open up, I enter taking care to smile, and I direct myself to him - Gerard: you were quick My Pretty he said smiling, sit down
I sit down he takes the documents, takes a quick look at them and tells me : - Gérard : good work Madam, you are charming, this is the first time you have transvestite ?
Me all red with shame and look down : - Me: Yes sir
- Gérard: and how do you think ? Like it? be honest I don’t like lies
Always looking down : - Me: Uh yes, I didn’t think I liked this the softness of the stockings on my legs and also the softness of the silk shirt on my skin
- Gerard: well it’s a good start, and walking in heels is not too hard for you ?
- Me : yesterday it was a bit hard and new for me, today I’m starting to get used to it
- Gérard: well you can go back to your post my pretty
I get up, and head towards the exit, and even notice at the time of closing the door I find him still staring at my back, I smile while lowering my head and close the door.