A Reluctant Sissy -- Part 2 -- Dinner

About two weeks after I received my first report on my son's progress at Ms. Trainer's London facility for enforced feminization and obedience training, I received another update -- with more photos.  Let me share this latest update with you:

"Dear Mrs. ____,                                                                                                                               We wanted to let you know that we are continuing to make good progress with your son's transformation.  As you know, he is rather strong-willed and stubborn - but our staff loves a challenge!  And we have the tools and the experience to break down even the most reluctant sissy.                                                                                                                                                             The enclosed photos show your son dressed for dinner.  Dinner is a rather formal affair here at the facility and we insist that our sissies dress up nightly in an appropriately fancy and feminine manner.  We think your son looks absolutely divine in his dinner dresses.  As you can see, his still refuses to smile for the camera.  He is very unhappy with what we are forcing him to do and he is probably terrified of what the future holds for him.  Regardless, I think he looks simply divine in the nude colored dress and absolutely charming in the green dress"                                                                                                                                               I took a moment to study these latest photos.  I could hardly believe that this lovely creature in the long sleeveless dresses was really my son!  He looked so ladylike, so elegant.  But I certainly did recognize his scowl -- just about the only expression I ever saw him make.  Well, pout as much as you like, sissy boy.  I know you will be no match for Ms. Trainer's staff and their techniques! 

The letter continued:

"I understand that you never received much background on our process here at the facility as I know you deposited your son with us with some urgency.  I thought you would enjoy a quick overview of our process. Every day begins at 5:00AM sharp and our sissies make themselves pretty for the day.  Then for the next 12 hours, it is non-stop chores and training. We are proud of what wonderful domestic workers our sissy graduates are after hundreds of hours of cleaning and cooking and serving -- all under our most strict supervision, of course. There is intense training on etiquette, deportment, speaking, beauty and other skills expected of sissies (did anyone say massage?)  Training here includes classes led by my wonderful staff, supplemented with subliminal messaging and hypnosis.  We have also begun your son on medically supervised hormone treatment (you will recall signing a release for that.)                                                                                                 I did not share it with you in my prior letter, but we did have to use some rather extreme measures on your son during his first weeks with us.  But we know what we are doing in this area and we were able to get him to understand that he is to be obedient and submissive and cooperative -- or risk a repeat of the punishments he received when he first arrived.                                                                                                    Anyway, those days are behind us now and your lovely sissy son is making wonderful progress.    I will write again soon.  Sincerely, Mrs. Trainer."

 

A Reluctant Sissy -- Part 1 -- Arrival

It was just about two years ago that I finally decided that I had had enough!  I am a single mother and my son was completely out of control.  I didn't really care that he was a crossdressing sissy.  I didn't like him getting into my lingerie and make-up and dresses and shoes every time my back was turned.  But I could have lived with that.  There were other problems -- real problems.  He was close to failing out of school, he was getting into all sorts of drugs, and I was spending a fortune getting him out of trouble with the police for his non-stop shoplifting.

There were endless meetings with his teachers and counselors at school.  But they had no answers.  I tried family therapists, but they were useless.  I tried grounding him and every other form of punishment I could think of.  Nothing worked.

And then he stole several pieces of my jewelry and tried to pawn them. That was the last straw!

I remember reading somewhere that there was a Ms. Trainer who ran a service where she could improve the behavior of boys through feminization.  It wasn't easy to track her down, but I did.  I discussed my situation with her and she was very reassuring.  She explained that since my son was already a crossdressing sissy, her techniques should work very effectively on him.  She suggested that I send him to her new facility in London, where the staff and the process were extremely strict and effective.  A new semesters was just about to start and there was one opening (they handle up to six sissies at a time).  I considered this to be a real opportunity so I wasted no time at all in doing what she suggested.

Imagine my son's surprise when we arrived at Ms. Trainer's estate outside of London.  My son thought I had taken him to London so he could go pubbing and what not. You should have seen the look on his face when we pulled up the driveway and two enormous orderlies roughly grabbed him and dragged him out of the car and into the house!

After an initial period a six weeks, during which I had heard nothing about my son's progress, I received my first report from school -- complete with lots of photos!  Let me share their letter with you:

"Dear Mrs. ___, 

We are happy to report that your son has made good progress during his first six weeks with us.  We have decided to call him "Kimberly" -- we hope that name is satisfactory to you. He is settling into our routine of continuous training, behavior modification, and positive and negative reinforcement. There is evidence that we are starting to strip away his awful self-destructive behavior and replace it with a gentler, more compliant, feminized version of himself.  Enclosed please find several photos of how your son is dressed everyday here at the facility.  He really makes an adorable sissy!"

I stopped reading to marvel at the enclosed photos.  I was stunned by just how lovely my son looked in his pretty new dresses.  He had become so skinny in just a few weeks.  And his hair was dyed such a pretty shade of blonde.  His make-up, his jewelry, his sky-high heels -- everything was just so perfect and dainty and feminine.  I could barely believe my eyes.

The letter continued:

"Of course, even though we know he is a sissy at heart, he is resisting the feminization process.  This is normal and not a cause for concern at this early stage.  As you can see, he refuses to smile for our photos. As we remind him daily, we don't care if he is happy or not; he is only succeeding in making his transformation more difficult and more miserable for himself.

We will keep you posted as our time with your son proceeds.

Sincerely, Mrs. Trainer"