The Girl Within Him

feminizedI really believe that all men have a submissive feminized girl hidden away inside them. We just need to encourage her to come out. Obviously some men would be more difficult than others to feminise, but I’m sure in the hands of the right dominant woman even the toughest male would eventually find their inner submissive girl.

Alice wasn’t the easiest to feminize, that’s true, and I still have to make sure she doesn’t back-slide. That said, she’s far better now she’s my pretty little housewife.

This thought led me to the plot line for my latest novel, called unsurprisingly, The Girl Within Him (Part One). Sebastian is one of those men who is not that difficult to feminise, he just needs some ‘direction’. He is musically inclined, a bit of a mummy’s boy and sensitive which breaks the mould of most my previous male protagonists. He becomes friends with a strong assertive bohemian lady called Blue who sees that his inner girl is not so far below the surface. And so she begins the process of a caring feminisation, renaming him ‘princess’. It all stops abruptly when she has to go away to follow a career opportunity. He lapses back to his old male self not expecting that the cycle is about to start again as a new strong woman comes into his life. One who is not so caring as Blue…

I’ve set this story in Buenos Aires as I went there once on holiday and loved it. Some of the areas I visited are used in the book’s scenes. Makes a change from my usual setting of London.

Here’s a little snippet to whet your appetite. The scene is Sebastian’s 19th birthday and they are alone in Blue’s student apartment….

 

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Blue stood up and told him she had an announcement. She was acting very formal, not like her at all. She placed a soft package wrapped in pink glossy paper on her single student bed. His eyes went to the large pink ribbon tied around the package. He wanted to ask her why she’d chosen pink. A girl’s colour. He decided not to break the moment. He had to accept her as she was. Someone who pushed boundaries. Did she even knew what a boundary was?

feminizedHappy birthday princess,” she bellowed as she presented it to him. He lowered his head and his cheeks flushed as he saw the label.

‘To my pretty princess, love Blue x’

The end of his cock tingled as he read the words.

Open it,” she ordered in her regular bossy tone, the formality falling away.

Sebastian put his tumbler on the table and looked up at her.

What is in it Blue?”

She pushed the soft package into his arms. He took it with apprehension and his eyes widened at the soft feel of the present.

What would you like it to be princess?” She sat on the bed and leant back against the wall stretching her legs out before her.

I don’t mind Blue. Anything, I just love being with you, that’s enough.”

Ah how sweet, I know you do princess.” Her eyes creased. “Open the present, I wanted this for you so much. It’s how I’ve always seen you in my mind. Now I want to see my image of you in reality.”

He looked at her, unsure of what she was talking about. What was it she wanted him

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Mistress Blue

to have so much? Her eyes were sparkling and the toes on her bare feet wriggled as she watched him. He slipped off the pink ribbon and unpicked the sticking tape on the wrapping paper with precision. He removed the paper and saw a brown paper shop bag inside. It had the name of an upmarket department store brand emblazoned across the front. He put the present bag under his arm and started to fold the pink wrapping paper. Blue tapped her long blue-coloured glossy talons on her metal bed post. She ripped the wrapping paper from his grip and threw it to the floor and chuckled at his fussiness.

Come on, take it out the bag.” She placed both her palms down on the bed lifting her body up a fraction.

Sebastian put his hand inside the bag and felt a plastic cover. He pulled it out and this time let the bag drop to the floor. Blue’s face beamed from his side vision as he saw a white garment inside the clear plastic sleeve. He glanced at Blue whose smile widened as he stared back at the white material inside. A rose-coloured flower pattern flowed across the material.

Take it out of the plastic bag and hold it up,” Blue ordered.

He pulled it out and shook it down. His mouth dropped.

It’s a dress,” he croaked, his mouth dry.

Yes, it’s pretty isn’t it?” Blue’s lips curled up in pleasure, her eyes glinted hinting at something else behind them. “Put it on princess, I want to see how pretty you look.”

Why did you buy me a dress Blue?” He tried to regain some strength in his voice as chills raced up his neck.

Don’t you like it?” A hint of disappointment came into her voice for the first time.

It’s very pretty but why would you buy dress for me?”

Blue’s face lit up again. “Why do you think? I’ll help you put it on.”

Sebastian stood holding the dress up to his eyes unable to move. He stared at the thin shoulder straps, the low front and the flared soft wide pleat. Blue took it from him and held it up to him. The dress would barely cover his underwear, if at all.

You want me to put this on?” He asked.

Shouldn’t a princess wear a pretty dress?” A tone of concern coming into Blue’s voice.

Sebastian didn’t want to upset his best friend, a friend he loved but he was not keen on her latest idea. He looked behind at her face, disappointment in her mouth and eyes.

Thank you so much for thinking of me Blue and it’s very pretty. I like it. But I can’t wear a dress. Besides it’s too short.”

Short is sexy.” His cock sprung into life at hearing her words. “Anyway there’s no one else here and we’ve been friends for years. Only we will see you looking so pretty my princess. You can wear it for me when we’re alone together.” Her booming voice softened to a tone he hadn’t heard before. He melted at the sound of this sweeter voice. A ball knotted in his stomach at the thought of putting a dress on and his cock hardened.

OK,” he whispered, his words melding into the background music like an accompaniment to the song. Her shoulders relaxed and mouth lifted.

Blue placed his dress on the bed. His eyes moved to follow the soft flowing cotton garment. The thought of the material against his skin send another spasm through his body. Spikes surged through his stomach and down to the end of his firm penis. He continued to avert his eyes from Blue’s gaze as she lifted his white tee-shirt over his head. Her fingers slipped to his flies and she jerked the zip down, followed by his jeans. He stepped out of the bundle around his ankles. Blue stood back, a finger went to her chin as she looked him up and down.

Those boxer shorts are not going to work with your pretty new dress princess. They need to come off.” He eyes dropped to the raging erection inside his boxers.

He had dreamt of being naked with Blue many times, but not in this way. He wanted them both to naked, in her bed. Touching, making love. Instead he was going to be standing naked and her watching?

I asked you to remove your boxers princess.” She whispered making his body jolt again and his cock strain against the open flies of his shorts. He stooped to pick up the dress intending to use it as cover for the removal of his boxers. The sudden movement moved the position of his straining erection and it popped out of the front of his loose shorts. His face paled and then went redder than a late summer sunset. Blue giggled and pulled his shorts down and away from his legs. Her eyes paused at the level of his erection before moving on. Sebastian had a bright red birthmark on the top of his cock near the base. It was shaped like a raspberry. No one other than his mother and father had ever seen it.

Oh how cute Sebbie, you have a pretty raspberry pattern on your little thing. I’ve never seen anything like that before.”

Seb couldn’t speak, his mouth dry like desert sand, his tongue suddenly feeling like a piece of swollen rubber.

Put the pretty dress on princess.” Blue spoke in a soft commanding voice, losing interest in his birthmark. He pulled it up and over his head. Blue helped him straighten it down. Blue stood back to admire and nodded.

This was what you needed. Now you look like the pretty feminized princess I thought you could be.” She was ecstatic and bounced on the balls of her feet.

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Sebastian now Sabrina

Blue manoeuvred Sebastian to face a full-length mirror attached to the back of the old entrance door. He gasped at himself. A young girl with a boy’s face stared back. He saw his long straw-coloured hair falling over his shoulders. He threw his head to one side and then the other to help it settle on his shoulders. The soft thin cotton swished against his legs and cock as he twisted. sending jolts up its stem and into his stomach. He thought his cock would burst such was the strength of his erection. He saw with horror that the end was showing below the hem of his new dress. Blue’s eyes flicked to it and then back to his face.

You like the dress princess.” It was a statement not a question. He saw her looking at his reflection from behind him, her hands on his shoulders. “I can see you’re excited.” His cheeks burned in shame at her words seeing her eyes trained on his exposed erection.

Y, y, yes it’s lovely Blue,” he stuttered in a whisper. “Thank you for my present.” he wanted her emasculation of him to end, it was painful. Yet the material felt so wonderful. It reminded him of the silk cloth of his grandmother’s all those years ago.

Blue flicked her long pony tail back. “You can wear this every time we’re together. Now, serve me some more sparkling wine while I admire you.”

He turned to face her, caught between his humiliation and the sensual feel of the dress. The air brushed against the head of his penis as he moved. “This will be our secret Blue, won’t it?”

Why princess, what makes you think I’d tell anyone else?” Blue’s eyelids batted in innocence.

He shuddered as if a cold draught had hit him. She hadn’t answered him as clearly as he had wanted. His body was alive with the material as the dress flowed around his legs and penis. Blue let out a snort then put her hands to her mouth. She was looking down below his waist. He glanced down. His erection was exposed with the hem of his dress resting on the base.

“Have you got some panties I can borrow to cover my willy Blue? I feel embarrassed feminizedwith it on show.”

“It looks like you’re enjoying it to me my feminized princess. I’m so pleased to see you’re excited about your dress so leave it on show for me. You might want to explain how a pretty princess like you has a male tinky? I think it needs that pink ribbon tied around it.” His face turned the shade of vintage claret. It couldn’t get any more embarrassing. Could it?

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About Lady Alexa

I'm an author and blogger of female domination, forced feminisation and erotica. I live in London with my feminised husband Alice in a Female Led Relationship.
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20 Responses to The Girl Within Him

  1. I love this, the amount of times I speak to guys who just need a push. And before you know it I’m in control and they are begging for a full face of makeup, a tutu and ballet wear!

  2. dafni says:

    You have a gift of writing Ms. Alexa. I sent you an email with photos of me feminized during my last trip to NYC with stockings, panties, a skirt and heels – the furthest I have ever gone in feminization. but to your note above the challenge is keeping males as good little gurls. Sadly as I write this I am in cotton ‘traditional-male’ underwear, jeans, and a shirt even though my chastity device and panties are in the file cabinet next to me. males need constant authority to ensure our proper behavior is on-going.

  3. SissyStephie says:

    Agreed. All I needed was a push. Never looked back. Your a excellent author.

  4. whyguys says:

    Delightful Ms Alexa!

    Love the symbolism right from the start – if the Woman’s name is ‘BLUE’ what color is even possible to stand as an identifier for the male than PINK.

    Reminds me of an old commercial… oh perhaps a decade or so ago for a POWER SPRAY PAINTER. It opened with a young male (one supposes he fancied himself the ‘man of the house’ toiling as hard as he could to paint a room of a house. It was also cleverly chosen in the ad that the color he wanted was PINK. The poor dear was terribly sloppy and inadequate at such project. He was paint-splattered, exhausted frustrated and appeared nearly frustrated to TEARS.

    Then in strode a confidently beaming and accomplished Female equipped with a power paint sprayer who in minutes corrected and completed the task swiftly and effortless as the forlorn male watched in obedient silence.

    SHE REPAINTED IN BLUE… evidently a classic emphasis on Female correcting the invalid preconceptions of the past roles and nature of the sexes !

    EXHILERATINGLY DIDACTIC ADVERT!

    • whyguys says:

      …and, oh yes, which SEX was the one who even knew how properly to use a POWER TOOL? Suppose if the commercial had been for a liquid laundry detergent for DELICATE LINGERIE the sweet little male girl might have held her own…

    • Lady Alexa says:

      I’m pleased you enjoyed the post. I don’t know that advert but in the UK we have had similar ones around cleaning and washing where the man does the housework. And rightly so,

      • whyguys says:

        Lady Alexa… as old memories do fade, (or is it that do to my sex that i am but a ditzy-headed male… curtsey) i must admit i was somewhat incorrect in that the advert was for a Wagner “POWER paint ROLLER”. Still, it has the same message of the efficiciently capable and in control FEMALE schooling the inadequately equipped male on the Wasy of Today’s Modern World. (NOT FAIR! She is smiling so smugly because WE can’t do it so well!)

        Here is a link to the commercial:

        Note is dated 1992 and so is prophetic… yet perhaps a newly revised one is needed showing a properly femininely attired male girl preparing dinner in the background for the strong hard working Female rapt in Her DIY project…

        ” *sigh* Aren’t Females So Strong and Capable…. what must that feel like… *sob* … why can’t WE *sniffle* be like that?”

  5. Tina says:

    This is so hot. I also have a teen son that i know steals my panties and i am not sure what he is doing with him but i think it will be appropriate to start feminizing him as well. Do you have any ideas?
    Tina

    • Lady Alexa says:

      Hello Tina. If he already takes your panties then you probably have a head start. The forced feminisation becomes encouraged feminisation. My only experience in male feminisation came later in life with my Alice. I started off with getting her into panties and then moved on from there. I’d advise you do the same. I would suggest you normalise the wearing of panties, maybe buy him his own and then dispose of his male underwear. He’ll probably complain and pretend he’s annoyed but it sounds like he would accept it. From here you have a beach head to the next stages. Lady Alexa

      • SissyStephie says:

        I’d say that’s excellent advice Lady A. As you know it was kind of a ultimatum with me ” try femdom, feminization or let’s break off the engagement” being submissive in nature was not to difficult of a decision, the rules, reading, feminizing were difficult at first but now love the lifestyle. But as far as Tina getting her son into panties, normalizing the wearing of them is a great first step. First day of my new life when I shaved EVERYTHING/ Nair, scented bath, lotion , body spray and stepped from master bathroom into bedroom for inspection, put on a pair of pink satin tanga panties , knew I’d never go back. Immediately became hard and when Mistress K said see I knew this was right for you, Sissy, even more artoused. Deeper and deeper I went until the picture below is the feminized sub I am.

      • explorer3000 says:

        you are amazing :))))))))))))))))))))))

      • Tina says:

        Thank you lady alexa for the info. I have a suspicion my son is stealing my panties to masterbate into them. I have found some to be crusty after he has them. Also i think he is smelling my used panties. Do you have any advice for this?
        Thanks

    • SissyStephie says:

      The advice given by Lady A below is great advice imo. Good luck.

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