A Reluctant Sissy -- Part 4 - Going into London

I was now getting updates from Mrs. Trainer every couple of weeks regarding my son's feminization transformation.  The latest letter read as follows:

"Dear Mrs. _____, 

Now that our most recent crop of sissy students has been with us for a couple of months, we have added a fun new activity to their schedules.  Every two weeks we get our little sissies all dolled up to spend a fun day in London!  It is so much fun dressing our sissy boys up in the cutest little outfits and to spend an entire day putting them on full display in the busy city.

There is so much to do in London; we usually start our day at a chic salon where the sissies can get their hair and nails done.  The ladies at the salon really enjoy working on our naughty boys and ensure that they all look their very prettiest for the rest of their big day out.  We usually do some shopping for dresses and pretty things at a few boutiques or one of the wonderful London department stores.  Then it's off to downtown (we call it "The City") where we go for lunch at some restaurant crowded with handsome young businessmen.  There is a lot of ogling and leering going on as our sissies try their hardest to ignore all the attention they are getting.  Sometimes a brave young banker will approach one of our tables and try to flirt with one of our boys.  It's very upsetting for our sissies to realize that they have been so feminized that they have become the objects of desire for real men!"

I stopped reading for a moment to take a look at the photos that Mrs. Trainer had included.  My heart nearly stopped when I saw the first photo --  my son in a pretty yellow cardigan, chicly belted around his skinny waist. And this was over a blue polka dot pleated skirt that fell just below his knees.  This was finished with towering pair of open-toe pumps and the same oversized pearl jewelry I had seen in earlier photos.  He looked simply amazing.  So stylish.  Simply gorgeous.  But as always, that naughty boy refuses to smile for the camera!  

I continued reading:

"Our day might include a ballet matinee or high tea at a fancy hotel.  You know -- all the things real ladies love to do.  And our sissies are expected to demonstrate their best behavior and participate enthusiastically in whatever activity we dream up for them.

Of course, your darling Kimberly is so very pretty that he attracts a lot of attention where ever we go.  Doesn't he look so sweet in the little pink and blue sweater and skirt ensemble he's wearing!?!  He wears this outfit so well that I promise that we will send it home with him when his training and transformation here are over."

I looked at the second photo that Mrs. Trainer had enclosed.  It was shocking to see how feminine -- how absolutely lovely -- my rotten son looked.  My mind went into overdrive in that moment, beginning to imagine the new life the two of us would be living when he returned home.  

Mrs. Trainer's letter concluded:

"You may have total confidence that we will complete your son's transformation to our very high standards.  You will be delighted with the lovely and feminine and compliant sissy that you will see in just a few short months.

Sincerely, Mrs. Trainer."