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Subject: {ASSM} High School Secrets (cd, femdom)
Date: Fri, 30 Nov 2001 13:10:08 -0500
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Sometimes I write just to flout a cliche.  In tg writing there's an 
old cliche of the bully who feminizes a boy for the purpose of abuse 
and humiliation.  In this short, that's exactly what happens.

Kind of.

Now, onto the boring stuff

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DISCLAIMERS

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This story contains scenes of an erotic and/or controversial nature, 
and is not intended for the perusal of minors.  Further if perusal of 
such material is considered illegal in your area or immoral by your 
religion or personal beliefs, you should likewise bypass this story.

This story remains the property of the author.  Permission is granted 
to download, photocopy, copy and repost so long as any such action 
contains these disclaimers, and no attempt is made to profit from 
this story.

All characters in this story are the creation of the author, and any 
resemblance to real persons, alive or dead, are purely coincidental.

This story may contain aspects of fantastic science or magic.  The 
parameters of what this science/magic can accomplish are completely 
at the discretion of me, the author, and, as such, I make no 
apologies for any rules of "real" physics, chemistry, biology, or 
magic that may be broken within the story.

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Now onto the fun stuff

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HIGH SCHOOL SECRETS

Jimmy and his friend, Elmer, were walking home when they passed the 
house of David Bender, the school's star quarterback.  David was 
sitting on the front porch with his girl, Amanda, the head 
cheerleader.  Getting close, Elmer asked, "Want to make a break for 
it?"

Before Jimmy could respond, David yelled out, "Hey, boy, get over here."

Jimmy sighed.  "Naw, indulging David means he protects me from the 
other bullies at school."  Jimmy was an effeminate boy who, before 
being "claimed" by David, was the regular target of the brutish jocks 
in school.  Elmer sympathetically patted his friend on the back and 
walked on as Jimmy went up the walk towards David.

David opened the front door to his house, then he and Amanda followed 
Jimmy inside.  He closed the door behind him and said, "Your outfit 
is in its regular place."

Jimmy walked into David's bedroom and got completely naked before 
starting with his "outfit."  He started with the breastforms and 
adhesive, giving himself a nice, large bosom.  The black, lace 
panties were next, followed by the front closing corset.  Then came 
the stockings, thigh high boots with 5" heels, and long, leather 
gloves.  He pulled his long hair back in a severe, yet feminine 
ponytail and finished up with an application of make-up that 
accentuated his femininity, yet gave him a severe, cold appearance.

He then strode purposefully back to the front room where David and 
Amanda now waited on their knees, dressed only in their underwear. 
He stepped up and said, "David, prostrate yourself before me."  David 
crawled over to him, placed his face against the floor, and stretched 
his arms out.  Jimmy placed his hand on David's butt and said, "You 
failed to refer to me properly after we were out of the public eye. 
Beg me to punish you."

David responded, "Please, Mistress Janey, spank me for my failure."

Jimmy gave David's butt five hard spanks, then stuck his foot out. 
"Both of you, show your gratitude for me not telling everyone that 
you're both a couple of sissy slaves."  Amanda crawled over, and she 
and David started licking and kissing "Mistress Janey's" boot.

Not that "she" ever would say anything about their games.  She knew 
what discovery of David and Amanda's slave tendencies would do to 
school spirit.  Besides, that'd mean an end to her fun, too.

Sometimes it was fun to keep secrets.

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All comments, suggestions, etc. may be sent to me at jrdss@pobox.alaska.net
I can be reached while online at ICQ# 37222294

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Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights
reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated.
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