Club Sachet

by Priscilla Gay Bouffant

Chapter one: Paying the Cost

As Linda Cain drove her car to the office of the headmistress she glanced at her nephew Charles. They were just passing the Sachet Sorority House and Linda wondered if Charles would glance at any of the "girls" going in an out. They were on the campus of Primhurst University, a private women's educational institution in Northern California.

At one time Charles had attended the coed public college near Primhurst along with his good friend, Greg Ames. Greg was the son of Monique Ames a stockbroker, business associate, and best friend of Linda Cain. Greg was also the brother of Pamela, Charles's sometimes girlfriend. Pamela was a senior at Primhurst.

Both Greg and Charles were at best real "losers". They had played around for several years after high school. They hadn't worked. They had partied incessantly, taking advantage of their wealthy parents. Monique was a widow who had inherited a huge estate from her alcoholic husband who had died in a car accident when Greg was two years and Pamela just two months old.

Linda, a commodities broker, had become Charles's legal guardian when he was 14. She controlled his trust fund. Both women had graduated from Primhurst, where they had been sorority sisters and occasional lovers. They were now full time lovers and business partners. They also intended to reform both of these hooligans.

Charles and Greg had entered college at age 23, gotten terrible grades and then pulled a real stunt at the end of their freshman year. While joining a fraternity they had broken into a sorority house and pulled a panty raid. It had not only been Monique and Linda's old sorority, it had also been the one Pamela belonged to. Things had not gone well.

First off, they had been caught by a small group of women, returning to the empty house earlier then expected. The males had not only struggled with some of the girls, they had ripped the girls' clothing. In addition several of the girls were under 21. Not only could these two be charged with breaking and entering, burglary, and theft; they were also facing assault and sexual assault of minors charges.

Linda and Monique had seen their chance. Immediately they had approached the current headmistress, Victoria Primhurst, the third generation of Primhurst women to have run the school. She had agreed that if the males would enter the special two-year secretarial program, and eventually join the Sachet Sorority the charges could be shelved. Linda and Monique agreed and went
right to work on their subjects.

Chapter Two: Primhurst and Sachet

Primhurst was founded by Gloria Primhurst, the first Primhurst women to feminize her mate, her lover Percy. Percy had become Margaret, Gloria's maid. Gloria adopted a daughter, Rachel who followed in mother's footsteps. She ran the college and also changed the life of a male Literature teacher named Randolph.

Randolph became Angelica and also took over the charm classes for cross-dressed male secretarial students who had been attending the school since Rachel's third year as headmistress. Through artificial insemination, Rachel also had a daughter she named Victoria. Like mother, Victoria decided to feminize her spouse. After marrying her chauffeur, Andrew, she turned him
into Gladys, her head housekeeper and social secretary.

In addition, Victoria began hiring sissy maids for the sorority houses, and started the Sachet Sorority for the sissy students. The school now had four year and graduate courses for the transformed male enrollment, although the secretarial classes were most popular.

The sissy sorority was now affectionately referred to as "Club Sachet". Although Linda and Monique had never directly taken part in a transformation done at Primhurst, they certainly approved of the practice. Greg and Charles would soon find out just how much the two women approved.

Both were ideal candidates, though Charles more so then Greg. Both were cute and had long auburn hair. Charles was slightly taller then the average female but very slender. "A potential model!" Linda had joked. Greg on the other hand was shorter and a little plump. It didn't matter to his mother Monique though. "There are diets and corsets!" she said, adding, "Besides, I
won't mind having a plump, slightly full figured daughter!"

Chapter Three: Subjugated Sissies

Charles knew quite well what lie in store for him as his aunt pulled into the parking lot in front of the administration building. He only had to show compliance to Ms. Primhurst and his transformation could begin. On the other hand Greg had went to the same office with his mother, and was totally unaware of the consequences he was about to face. His 9 AM appointment was
two hours before Charles’s.

As Aunt Linda and Charles exited the car they knew that Gregory had not taken the verdict well. As his mother, Monique led him by the hand down the walkway, tears streamed down the sissy boy's face. When we say sissy boy, we mean it! After passing sentence on him, Victoria Primhurst had wasted no time having two women from her all female security staff begin the job.

"Candace" as Greg would now be called, sported a plumed ponytail, his auburn locks tied with a red ribbon. His white two-inch pumps, matched his anklet socks. The pumps really made his black, spandex, slack encased butt look cute, and his tight, pink tube top looked smashing. The only concession to makeup was the soft pink lipstick he wore. The ladies had decided that his
incessant tears would ruin any blusher, foundation or eye makeup they might put on him.

"Please mother, don't do this it's humiliating!" he cried as she pulled him to the car. Monique said nothing even as her sissy son warned his friend, "Charles, quickly run away, they are going to try to turn us into girls," Candace squealed.

Charles stopped, and with a wan smile said, "Don't fight it Candace, it's all for the best." Then, to further crush his friend's hope of escape he added, "Please Candace, from now on call me Susan," as Candace was shoved, wailing into her mothers car.

"Susan's" appointment lasted only 30 minutes and as she and her aunt headed home, Victoria Primhurst called her residence and gave her sissy spouse Gladys explicit instructions on the evening ahead. "Yes dear, and also, excuse your two sissy maids for the night. You prepare supper and slip into something sexy. Mistress is feeling really hot!" Victoria told her sissy slave.

Chapter Four: Summertime Fun

"Susan" Cain was standing nearly naked on a pedestal in the specially designed dressing room her aunt had put together for her. It was only 10 days into summer vacation, her transformation beginning the day school let out. Aunt Linda was at work. Outside the dressing room door, Susan's new governess, Ms. Hazel, a British petticoat specialist, was instructing Pamela Ames and two of her sorority sisters, who would now be assisting with the feminization process.

"You ladies may go in now", she said as she completed the instructions for the day's lessons and dressing. "For the next 10 minutes or so I'll stay nearby to assist. After that you can reach me on my beeper in my office at the other end of the house. I'll be planning Susan's lessons for the next few days," she smiled. The three women entered the room to a quivering and quaking Susan who had her hands folded in front of her as if she were ashamed of her panty covered genitals.

Pamela led the way saying, "Well what do we have here? Isn't this the prettiest little strawberry blonde you've ever seen? She even smells pretty. Like a little flower!" Susan blushed furiously. Besides her hairless, heavily powdered and perfumed body, she now sported reddish blond locks, done in a shoulder length page, courtesy of Miss Daphne at Salon Bouffant. Susan had been taken there by her aunt and Miss Hazel.

The appointment had been devastating for her, especially the roller set and eyebrow plucking. She'd been photographed throughout the process, some of the photos taken for the salons advertising in the special Primhurst campus newspaper. Some of the poses had been quite alluring; one with her hip thrust out and her right hand fluffing up her hair was especially charming.
 

She'd even had a manicure and an ear piercing. All she was currently wearing this morning was a slightly restrictive modesty device, baby blue satin panties and a pair of three-inch heels in a cream shade. Her hair was still damp from her morning bath, shampoo and conditioning. Over her head was her dreaded lacing bar.

"Did you take your pretty pills yet today, Susan?" Pamela asked sweetly. "Yes Mistress Pamela," she answered demurely doing a slightly awkward curtsy. As the three women looked at one another in pleasant surprise, Pamela said, "Oh my, ladies, isn't she the sweetest thing on two sexy legs? She even curtseys! This will be easier and much more fun then I had thought!"

As tears welled up in Susan's eyes Pamela added, "Ladies let's let the games begin. We'll start with Sissy Suzy's corset. Oh dear look at this, she is really compliant!" Pamela remarked, very pleased. At the mere mention of a corset Susan had reached above her head and tightly gripped the lacing bar!

Three hours later, as Ms. Hazel looked on proudly, Susan modeled under the direction of her three mentors. "That's it Sweet Suzy, walk pretty," one lady encouraged. For being only ten days into her transformation Susan's appearance and comportment was incredibly feminine!

After her strict corseting, the women had continued with the rest of her foundation garments. Throughout the corseting Susan had done her best not to whine, although she had whimpered a little at the severe tightening of the final laces. Next came her padded training bar, followed by her garter straps and hose. Then heels 3 inches high were placed on her feet and the garters and hose were pulled tight. The combination of this, the corset, her modesty device, the shoes and her butt plug made her posture severely erect and especially prim. It was now time for her outerwear, hair and makeup to be done.

Hot rollers with styling lotion would come first. "Put a full slip on her before we set her hair and do her nails. She'll look like a girl getting ready for a date," commented Pamela, adding, "I want to get lots of photos for her Sachet portfolio." As of yet Suzy had no idea of her future membership in the sissy sorority.

Now seated in front of the vanity mirror, Susan watched spellbound as Pamela applied a copious amount of perfumed styling lotion, before she began to roll Suzy's hair extra tightly onto the heated curlers. Each of the other girls, Danielle and Carla got on either side and began manicuring her nails. Susan was made to hold her hands prettily, fingers spread, wrists limp.

Before the manicure was complete Pamela finished the hair setting, applying a fair amount of expensive, top of the line, high quality, salon grade, spray net. A pink hair net completed the "girl getting ready for a date" look and the appropriate poses were struck while photos were taken.

This was followed by setting up the makeup station near a full-length mirror. Once the ladies were finished applying the third coat of hot pink polish, they went to the closet to choose Susan's outfit for the day, Susan being told to approach her mistress.

Susan obediently walked gracefully towards the mirror, curtseyed and knelt on a towel, holding her painted spread fingers at arms length and in a sweet voice said, "Oh Mistress Pamela, please make your sissy boy into a pretty dolly girl?" The three friends loved it and howled with delight. Susan had carefully rehearsed the sentence all morning under the supervision of Ms. Hazel, encouragement supplied by a hard backed hairbrush on the butt.

Susan was positioned kneeling on a towel directly in front of a full-length mirror. Pamela was off to Susan's right with a table and makeup tray to Pam' s left. In this way Pamela could make up the sissy's face, the sissy could watch every detail and Pam could give the pansy a complete lesson.

As she carefully and lovingly applied the cosmetics, Pam gave a complete description of what she was doing. In addition, she would complement her new girlfriend on her ever-changing appearance. "Now, see how I filled in your lined lips with the tube of creamy lipstick? Isn't that pretty? Don't you look and feel just adorable? Look at her girls, she's a real doll face!"

Meanwhile Carla and Danielle were holding up dresses, skirts and blouses for Pamela to look at. "That's the one ladies!" Pamela exclaimed a cream colored, satin, off the shoulder dress with a wide white sash belt. Once Susan had wriggled into the Miss Liz creation, her reddish blond tresses were done into a slightly teased page.

Now the girls began to put the sissy through walking, talking, sitting, posing and demeanor lessons. Once the movements seemed to flow, the girls tried putting them together with speech and inflection. They were really impressed when Susan held a mock conversation with Miss Hazel on fashion and music, as the sissy dusted the living room furniture and fetched drinks for
everyone.

For this exercise she had to combine her knowledge of girlish subjects, show excitement at favorite things, move gracefully about the living room and curtsey while serving, before asking permission to sit and enjoy her cool drink. After a long discussion amongst themselves, with Susan in another room, the ladies decided she was ready to begin going out, accompanied by one or more of her mentors.

Trips to museums, the movies, lunch, dinner and of course the hair salon were on the schedule. In addition, visits to friends’ houses. Before calling Suzy into the living room to announce her newfound freedom, Pamela stated, "She's going to be an excellent Sachet Girl."

Because of her reluctance, Candace Ames was not faring quite as well as Susan. Actually she was only slightly behind, though to her mother Monique, a perfectionist, this was intolerable. She had hired an exceptionally strict charm school instructor, Loretta Tuttle. Even Ms. Tuttle admitted Candace was a handful.

In difficult cases like this, Loretta employed severe measures, and with Candace she refused to make an exception. If anything, she wanted her first transformation to be a success. After all, Monique was paying her a good third over what she normally charged. With the right references from Monique, she would be able to get her fair share of new clients from the rapidly growing group of Sachet candidates.

To her knowledge, "posing" a subject in a pair of "ballet boots" designed by the venerable Mrs. Silk was as good a start as any when employing extreme training procedures. To walk for any length of time in these boots could be unbearable. "Please Madame Tuttle, don't do this!" begged the sobbing Candace as Loretta propelled her out of her new, very feminine bedroom.

"Where are we going?" Candace whined. She was wobbling on her new "ballet boots". These were lace up boots with 7-inch heels! The wearer was literally on tiptoe like a ballerina! Loretta assisted Candace by holding her left arm. Candace held out her right arm as if walking a tightrope. It didn't help that she was also wearing an ankle length hobble skirt.

Add to that a special butt plug and high collared skintight blouse and we have one helpless, very uncomfortable and restricted sissy. "We are going to pose for a while in front of the hall mirror, then we'll take a little stroll about the house, my pretty one," Ms. Loretta said sweetly. Candace, though still somewhat plump, made a lovely picture of femininity.

The "plus five" corset and her new diet had really defined her waist. Between her daily hormone tabs, the occasional booster injections, and the foundation garments, her breasts were quite buxom and her buttocks fleshy and well rounded. Thus a true "hour glass" figure had been achieved much to the pleasure of all concerned and possibly even Candace.

Unbeknownst to Candace was the true purpose of her highly restrictive modesty device and attached butt plug. In addition to thoroughly hiding her genitals, it was impregnated with fine electronic wires similar to that in a telephone. A small vibrating shock could stimulate the device or the attached butt plug, sending the sissy into a cute dance. Ms. Loretta, mother and sister all had battery powered transmitters, which could activate it.

Plump little Candace froze with a start when she saw herself in a mirror. Her bright, titian hair, ("Candied Copper" coloring, courtesy Ms. Lenora, Salon Bouffant) was in a sleek, shiny, tightly upswept beehive with a white ribbon. Her hoop ear rings dangled, her make up was vivid and defined. A really, hot, sexy girl!

"Now you pose for a full hour until your mother and sister get home. Then you will prance and model for them for an hour. Then we'll discuss being a good student again, if necessary, with you bent over the couch," Ms. Tuttle said as she left Candace helplessly on tiptoes in front of the mirror.

An hour and slightly more later, Candace, about ready to fall over, gratefully heard mom and sister come in the door. With a sigh of relief she heard Ms. Loretta greet them and say, "Sit down please, I'll go get Candace. Wait until you see her!"

Indeed! All three females had great difficulty suppressing laughter as the tottering Candace did her best to be ladylike and remain upright. She moved unsteadily to the center of the living room and managed an amazingly graceful curtsey, while saying her well-practiced words, "Mother dearest, my wonderful sister, I'm enchanted to see you."

The women responded in kind and asked Candace if she needed any help with the next hour of modeling practice. Candace accepted any help she could get. They planned to allow her to wear lower heels after a period of time in the ballet boots. Then they would thrill her with her vibrating panty and butt plug to show they meant business.

"Okay Candace, you may begin with some simple dainty mincing. We'll evaluate your performance as you go along," Ms. Loretta said in a kindly manner.

Candace minced daintily as possible, her butt jiggling. After about 15 minutes though, she begged to be allowed to stop. "I promise to be good she implored, a really good girl! Please Mommy! Let me practice in lower heeled shoes" she pleaded. The women permitted her to put on three-inch heels.

She paraded around proudly, and then announced she had "had enough for one day." As if on cue her governess zapped her with the transmitter. Then in rapid succession, mother and sister followed suit. As she vibrated and squirmed doing an adorable dance, Ms. Loretta let her know that she'd better mean it when she said she'd behave.

"We'll make you wear that special panty and plug 24 hours a day. If you misbehave you can expect more of this," the woman threatened.

Falling to her knees, hands folded, Candace beseeched her tormentors, "I promise, on my honor as a sissy, to be the best, sweetest girl you've ever seen. Please, let me prove it. I'll go to the beauty parlor. I'll clean house, I'll do my sister's nails and hair. Anything. Just, please don't treat me like some captive slave any more!"

The women all agreed that Candace meant business. Of course the deal was finalized with Candace bent over the couch, counting the swats given her with a Sachet Club paddle. That afternoon several calls were made. There were going to be a few special events, trips to the salon, a party or two, some special duties and ceremonies. Plans were set in motion to make the two
failures into proper sorority members. The fun had just begun.

Chapter Five: It's a Girl Thing

Priscilla and Cathleen were quite pleased. Six new candidates for membership and the school year hadn't even started. "It's just so wonderful Kitty Cat!" Priscilla exclaimed patting her bobbed, honey blonde hair, "We're going to have just a charming time initiating those six lovelies."

"Oh I know Prissy," Cathleen agreed, wholeheartedly. How would you describe it? Oh, I know! Fabu! Yes, that's it! Fabu darling! Tres fabu! Really my dear it will be just such an exquisite time. I can't wait!" the sissy exclaimed emphatically while waving her hands and flapping her arms like a prissy little bird.

Prissy was VP and Cathleen was president of the sissy sorority. Both were terribly overdone and dramatic at times, but would make good private secretaries or kept trophies. They had just left Dr. Amelia Brown's office. Both having gotten a hormone booster and a prescription for another month of "pretty pills."

The sissies were on their way to Prissy's house and really excited. So excited, that as sissies will do when stimulated, they had begun to touch one another playfully. This had gone from touching to kittenish fondling. The sissies were now literally aflame with passion.

"Would you like to go to my house and take a little nap Cathy? Mother is at work. Only Miss Vicky is there cleaning house," Said the aroused sissy, in reference to the Nancy Maid his mother employed as a housekeeper. Priscilla's mother, Dominique Bouffant, owned the most popular beauty parlor in the area, Salon Bouffant. From time to time Prissy worked there. Though she was officially a trainee, her duties were often menial tasks such as shampoo girl, receptionist or clean up girl.

"That would be peachy keen, Prissy dear. Do you have a cute nightgown for me to put on?" asked the aroused Cathy. Prissy nodded as they entered the door and raced to her bedroom as the toilet scrubbing Miss Vicky looked up and smiled. Once in bed the girls cuddled and petted one another before they began to pass compliments back and forth. "I just love the sweet perfume you 're wearing Kitty Cat," said the sissy as she kissed her friend's lips.

"Oh Priss! I adore your creamy lipstick!" said the equally swish Cathleen as she began to squeeze Prissy's penis. The two were soon intertwined, tittering, petting, sighing and awash in sissified ecstasy. They built their passion to a crescendo, fondling each other’s genitals, and biting their mate's, swollen nipples.

Miss Vicky had taken a short break and from the kitchen heard the shrill screeches of these two little banshees as they finished their sissy lovemaking. The two little darlings cuddled and cooed in the aftermath. Miss Vicky understood. "We sissies are such sluts at times," she whispered to herself, smiling.

While these two dears were having their tryst, Pamela Ames was dropping off her sister Candace and her new girlfriend, Susan, at Dr. Brown's. After Candy had left the car, Pamela showed her affection for Susan by kissing her perspective sissy boy lover on the lips.

Pamela had seen a recent talk show where the topic had been, "Boyfriends in Dresses," and liked what she'd heard the women say about having a submissive sissy boy as a girlfriend, maid and lover.

The two femme boys were led from the waiting room of the Doctor's office, to a change room, where they were both given milking pinafores to put on. Of course they thought these uniforms to be exam clothing. From the change room they were taken by Nurse Strong to a large exam area.

"Candy, you get up on the table to the left, Suzy you get on the other one. The Doctor will be here soon." As the nurse finished saying this, Amelia Brown entered the room and greeted everyone pleasantly.

"Now let's see. Candace I'll examine you first. Now lets take a look at your breasts. My they are just so plump and lovely!" the Doctor exclaimed as she fondled them. "You must be very proud of them dear, they are just so corpulent!

Candace nodded her assent as the Doctor began to examine her genitals, pronouncing her penis and balls to be of an adequate size for a sissy. "Nice and tiny. Just right for a sissy! They need not be too big in any case. As a matter of fact I find large genitals, even in real men to be highly nauseating. I mean, who needs them?" the Doctor asked no one specifically.

Candace began to become aroused over all the fondling of her body, and the doctor signaled Nurse Strong, with a wink, as she instructed her other patient to come with her into the next exam room. "Suzy, follow me. Nurse would you alleviate Candy's problem please?" said the Doctor, as Suzy followed, her heels clicking on the tile floor.

Once Amelia and Susan were in the next room, Ms. Strong said smiling, "Candy dear, why don't you call me Diane?"

Dr. Brown began her exam of Susan in much the same way. "Your bosom is just lovely! They are so pert and delightful! I'll bet a slender girl like you doesn't want them any bigger? More important, I'll bet your girlfriend, Pam, loves them just as they are.

As she complimented the sissy on his slight gonads, Susan also became erect. "Oh dear, we can't have this. You can't leave here with swollen testes. We'll just have to relieve you. I'm afraid, Susan, that my nurse is now assisting Candy to ejaculate also," said the Doctor with feigned concern, as she rubbed some cold cream on her hands and began to masturbate Sissy Suzy.

Both Suzy and Candy were now both being fondled in separate rooms. Dr. Brown stayed with a standard masturbation technique for Susan, but Diane Strong decided to use a well-greased, gloved finger in Candy's rectum, in addition
to rubbing her penis and testes.

Both girlishly dressed sissy boys whimpered in embarrassment at first, but were soon sighing in delight, just proving that they were a couple of sniveling, simpering, sissies, who sexually, were mere, timid playthings, to be had by anyone who was interested.

They both shivered and gushed as they came, and giggled as the nurse and physician cleaned them up. On the way home Pamela filled them in on the activities planned for the next couple of days.

"Candy, I want you to meet one of my sorority sisters named Robin. Both you and Susan will be doing lots of housekeeping also. You need the practice. You'll be often called upon to clean both our sorority house as well as your new one," said the sister and girlfriend of the two new sissies.

This was the first our two fairy girls had heard of their new sorority. Before it could sink in Pamela told them of some upcoming trips to Salon Bouffant in preparation for a series of "Getting to know you" and "Coming out" parties. "You are going to be two really busy little bees until school starts and even more busy once the school year gets underway."

Both sissies were dizzy with excitement by the time their mother and aunt put them to bed at their respective homes. Their scarf-covered heads rolled up in curlers, the sissies still had little trouble falling off to sleep. Being milked by their instructors took care of any nocturnal troubles. This only proved to their mentors that they were becoming more and more used to their new, overly feminine lifestyle.

Monique Ames, chatting on the phone, with her lover, Linda Cain remarked, "They are both doing wonderfully honey, even I don't get to sleep that fast with a head full of curlers!"

"Exactly dear, Linda agreed, "Most real women don't wear curlers any longer any way. Southern Belle types do. Of course sissies do also. It's part of their training."

Both women concurred that these transformations had been due for a while.

Chapter Six: Home Cooked Beauties

The summer went quickly. The new girls had a regular schedule pretty much laid out for them. Once their beauty and charm lessons had begun to take effect, the science of house keeping and cooking had to be taught and practiced. "You're both going to become sweet little homemakers," said Robin, Candy's new mistress.

The new girls would start their days at their respective homes dressed in two-inch heels, penis petticoat, bra, panties and their hair in curlers, covered with a scarf. In this immodest dress they would serve breakfast and begin house cleaning. Two of the chores their mentors stressed most were the cleaning of the bathrooms, (toilets especially) and ironing.

The sissies soon found out they would not only be performing these duties at the female sorority house, but for the more senior members of Club Sachet. Other sissies! During the initiation process they would also be doing the hair and nails of the older sissy members.

Candy and Suzy somewhat enjoyed performing beauty services for females, but were already uncomfortable doing each other’s hair. This duty became especially distasteful when their tormentors had them discuss "girl things" while performing these services on each other. Worse yet, the sissies were informed they might just have to wait on male visitors at the female
sorority house.

Once the Sachet candidates became accustomed to housework in bra and panties, the women allowed them to begin wearing regulation maids uniform with English style Daisy caps. The new girls found this only slightly better, though somewhat embarrassing in front of guests.

Two weeks before school Robin and Pam took both Candy and Suzy to the sorority house they had broken into, to begin cleaning it. Some girls were already there and got a real kick out of the delinquents in parlor maid drag.

After an exhausting day of housekeeping the sissies were sent upstairs to shower and shampoo. "Your clothes will be hung on the bathroom door, girls,” said Pamela.

Coming out of their showers, the sorority maids found sexy nightgowns hanging up.

"Is this what you want me to wear Mistress Pam?" asked Suzy.

"Yes dear. What else would a maid wear when having sex with her mistress?" replied Pamela. Candy was already being screwed by her Lady Robin as she now referred to her lover.

Suzy found getting an erection slightly difficult and had to suffer the indignity of a spanking to get a hard on. Even so, she pleased her mistress with her tongue. The following morning, Lady Robin, and Dame Pamela, as they now wanted their sissies to refer to them, decided that the girls’ reward would be a trip for four to Salon Bouffant!

"All of us need something done in preparation for "Party Days" over the next two weeks," Pamela announced, referring to Primhurst's two-week preparation and celebration leading up to the start of the school year. It coincided very closely with the Fall Equinox and was a very special time.

It was an early Saturday morning and Salon Bouffant was just opening. Ms. Lenora and Ms. Daphne took both Mistresses to the main portion of the salon. Two shampoo girls took the sissies to a private room. Salon capes were
placed over the sissy's shoulders and their hair was washed and cream rinsed.

The shampoo girls wrapped Candy and Suzy's hair in pink towels, then the sissies were told that Dominique Bouffant and her boyfriend, Angelo, would be doing their hair. Then the shampoo girls left. Candy then asked Susan, "What's going to happen to us, Suzy?"

"Candace dear, I think we are both going to get perms," said the secure sissy.

"No silly! I mean for the future. Don't you think they are going to keep us as girls for good?" asked Candace with some concern.

"I hope so!" exclaimed Suzy, much to Candy's alarm. "I've finally begun to feel useful. I was really wasting my life and talents as a male. Now I have a purpose. Making your sister happy, by being sweet, pretty and submissive is my mission. I think you should begin doing the same for Ms. Robin my dear, and you'll find your niche also," said the sissy to the shocked and
dismayed Candy.

Before Candace had time to respond, in strolled Angelo and Dominique, smiling and holding hands. Angelo was very nice looking in a pretty sort of way. He was deeply in love with Dominique. Though he had no previous desire to do so, he would dress, coif and make himself up as a woman if she so desired him to do so.

On some of these occasions they would dine at her home and her sissified daughter, Priscilla would dress as a maid, and cook and serve the food to Mommy and Miss Antoinette as Angelo was called by his lover. Dominique deeply loved Angelo and adored the lovely rapport he had with sissies. Often at both the salon and her home, the hair stylist would do the hair of
Priscilla and her sissified friends.

"Mr. Angelo" as the girls called him, had a way of relaxing these sissy girls and making them feel comfortable while he did their hair and cosmetics. Most sissies would be very embarrassed to have any male, especially a heterosexual one, do their hair. Angelo helped them to relax and treasure the experience.

"Dominique darling who are these lovelies?" he asked as he removed the towels from their girlish heads.

"The redhead is Candace and the strawberry blonde is Susan. They are both candidates for the Sachet Club, my love," Dominique answered.

"What wonderful Sachet girls they will make dear, and I know just what to do to bring out the beauty in their lovely hair. Let's give both these angels permanent waves. Would you like that Candy dear? Would you like to have me perm your titian hair darling?" asked Angelo as he fluffed the sissy's coppery locks.

Nervously Candy smiled, and tentatively answered, "Yes sir," as Angelo clapped his hands and got started. Dominique spoke sweetly to the more comfortable Susan and began to trim her hair also. Completing the trims, the stylists began the ritual wrapping of Candy and Suzy's perms. Both girls had hair just to their shoulders and it took some time.

While the two stylists wrapped the hair on the plastic wave rods they chatted with their feminized subjects. Dominique teased Susan about dating Dame Pamela and soon girlish giggles were emitting from Suzy. On the other hand, Angelo kept Candy spellbound with vivid descriptions of the fun times that Sachet members had. Susan found herself becoming jealous of the
attention Angelo bestowed on Candy.

During the silent interludes both sissified males stared, entranced by their defenseless, compliant, and delicate likeness in the mirror. Most sissies will tell you that to see their reflection in a mirror, hair completely covered with waving rods and papers, has to be the most difficult moment since they were made to try on their first bra.

The application of the smelly perm solution only seemed to be the icing on the cake. Once placed under a whirring hair dryer and being given an expert manicure, even Candace admitted she could see the outcome. As Candy minced to the rinsing sink, fingers spread, nails still wet, she knew she was a girl for good.

After her nails had dried and the neutralizer was applied, she gladly accepted a magazine from her stylist. Trendy Tresses would become one of her favorite reads, as Candace became a real hairstyle queen, once she became engrossed with the total salon experience.

She watched with a pretty smile as Angelo used a pick comb, hair spray and blow dryer, to fashion a beautiful cluster of glamorous ringlets off to the right side of her head, in contrast to the smoothed brushed and unruffled left side, where he placed an ornate comb. Susan's hair was as equally curled and crimped, but combed towards the back and crested in an exquisite upsweep.

The new girl's makeovers were done with great care, each color carefully selected and blended for maximum effect. "We'll make sure you both get this same treatment just before your Sachet commencement," Dominique promised.

 The girls posed and paraded all afternoon about the salon and later at the Ames residence, for the group of ladies most concerned with their transformations. All agreed the girls were ready to come out at school. Soon they would be introduced to the Primhurst social scene. Both girls hoped to be pleasing to all.

Chapter Seven: Coming Out

The reception hall at the Sachet Club was beginning to fill. In the reception line were Victoria Primhurst, the headmistress, and her sissy spouse Gladys. Both Priscilla Bouffant and Kathleen were there also. Gladys was the honorary housemother. A total of eight lovely sissies were to begin their initiation process.

They were all dressed beautifully in an extensive range of pastel, little girl party frocks. Their hair was done in a wide array of styles, but the common denominator was curls, curls, and more curls. Whether upswept, tied off to the side, shoulder length, or bobbed, all the sissies had some sort of ringlets, banana spirals, poodle cut, sausage curls, bubbly do, etc. Their makeup was perfect accenting their pouted lips, big eyes and rosy cheeks.

The decor and food had been beautifully prepared by the current members of Sachet, along with sissy maids borrowed from different sororities. The maids also occasionally helped with "in house" initiation proceedings at Sachet, such as paddling initiates and enemas, green tea enemas being the current favorite.

Once all eight initiates were there they were taken into a private room by Gladys and their big sisters. Each sissy novitiate was assigned a senior member of the sorority to guide them through the initiation process as a big sister. Prissy had been assigned to Suzy and Kathleen was given Candy. Once the instructions were given, everyone socialized until Gladys took the
podium, asking everyone to be seated and introducing Victoria Primhurst.

Headmistress Victoria gave a brief speech, affirming the purpose of Primhurst and asserting that the Sachet Sorority and the sissy maid staff played a vital role in the establishment of the female supremacy system. She got a nice applause and Gladys curtseyed to her before coming to the podium again.

Gladys then began calling the names of the new initiates. As each girl came to the stage she was greeted by her big sissy sister. They hugged and kissed on the cheek and stood off to the side. Once all sixteen were assembled, the new girls took the initiates pledge, the girls holding a deep curtsey, and repeating after Gladys Primhurst.

During the pledge the audience smiled. Even Angelo was there, as Antoinette. The stylist had done, along with Dominique, all of the eight girl's makeovers. The pledge was followed by a buffet lunch and socializing, and the following day both Candy and Suzy moved in at Sachet.

Their first duty was to serve at a party given at the same sorority Dame Pamela and Lady Robin belonged to. Of course the girls had to first be prepped for a few days by their big sisters. The prepping was hardly fun.

"Please Missy Priscilla, make sure Andrea is careful?" whined Suzy as Andrea, a sissy maid on loan, inserted the enema nozzle in Suzy's butt. Priscilla, whose hair was up in rollers, looked up from painting her nails and smiled. She'd been working this little sissy sister's butt off and now her butt was about to be washed.

Suzy had been quite busy since she moved in two days ago. School would not be starting for 10 more days and already she wondered if she had made the wrong decision. The big sissy sisters, especially her big sister, Priscilla, could be more strict and demanding then her mistress, Dame Pamela.

Beginning every morning, Suzy and the other seven girls assembled for inspection in front of the Sachet hierarchy. They were made to stand at sissy attention, holding the edges of their red plaid pleated skirts, and dipped in a prim curtsey. Then they were assigned the day's chores, of fixing and serving meals, answering the door, cleaning, running errands, doing up hairdos, and any other duties assigned them.

Each new sissy had to refer to her big sister as Missy, as in "Yes Missy Priscilla," or "No Missy Kathleen." It was not uncommon to see a sissy kissing the hem of her big sister's skirt while kneeling. The new girls were called Sissy of course, followed by their name. Today, Suzy's duties had been hair and nail care and when she had botched Priscilla's manicure, the
big sister had decided to have Little Sissy Suzy given a green tea enema.

Tired of the sissy's whining Priscilla called out to Andrea, "If she complains, smack her butt, Andy dear. Then we'll diaper her and make her hold the tea in." As the enema slowly flowed, Suzy's eyes filled with tears at the indignities she had been suffering. Worse yet, tonight she would serve her mistress and friends at a party with men present.

Every male would be fully aware that she was actually a sissified boy. What she wouldn't give to be a real girl! It hadn't entered her mind at all that she may one day live as a male again. Finally, full of green tea she was made to mince around the room in heels and serve both Andrea and Priscilla a cup of coffee before being allowed to go to potty.

While she expelled the enema she thought about requesting a consultation with her aunt, mistress and Dr. Amelia Brown. The party that night would help seal her decision. She was about to request prepping for the possibility of a sex change!

With the party in full swing, Suzy was nervous. Not that Candy wasn't. In fact all of the sissies were. The sorority girls had asked the men present to be respectful of the Sachet sissies. Usually the males were. After all, they were used to seeing sissy maids around the sorority house all the time.

Most of the males thought it strange that anyone would allow themselves to be transformed. Usually though they just ignored the sissies. After several drinks however a few of the boys began teasing the femmes, asking them to "Show us your pussies," or "How about a kiss?" Some pinches on the breasts and pats on the ass were thrown in also.

Of course the sorority girls got things under control, but the damage was done. Especially when dame Pamela had her share of drinks and began testing the sexual waters. In a short period of time, Suzy saw her mistress kissing Lady Robin, and later hugging, holding hands, and flirting with one of the guys who had been pinching sissy butts.

That evening a very confused and sobbing sissy snuggled with her big sister and asked her to explain things. "Why didn't she want me tonight? What's going on?" asked Suzy.

"Well for one thing, no male or sissy can live at the sorority house, and it 's rare we spend the night. The ladies have each other. Besides, do you actually think you are in the running for Pamela's long term sexual affection?" Prissy asked incredulously, before continuing. "As sissies, we take what we can get. If our mistress wants a real man or woman they definitely won't call on us. We're neither."

"Actually we're lucky they'll have us at all. Fortunately we're trophy sissies. Those poor sissy maids go years without doing anything but masturbating, and even that isn't really masturbating. A lot of times they just squirm and rub themselves against the bed sheets at night, until the sperm oozes out in a little seep. They tell me it's more introspective then anything," confided Priscilla.

She decide that sexual comfort was not what baby sister needed tonight, so she sent her off to bed with a hug, kiss and teddy bear. With school starting soon she wanted Little Sissy Suzy to be able to concentrate on her induction and studies.

Chapter Eight: Coming True

Suzy and Candy were both thrilled with their upcoming sorority induction. The ceremony was tonight, Saturday and school would begin Monday. Their big sisters busied themselves with the preparations.

Oh, the gorgeous gowns they were going to wear! The hair, the shoes, everything was just so lovely! Upsweeps, curls, stiletto pumps, high waist evening dresses with huge bows and ruffles, real girlie stuff.

Everyone was so proud of them as their big sisters took them to the stage and they were pinned by Gladys Primhurst with the Sachet emblem. Susan was willing to bet that Pamela would sleep with her tonight, but after a beautiful dinner and dancing Pam walked her to her room at the Sachet House and kissed her goodnight.

"I'll bet if I were a real girl you'd take me to bed wouldn't you? Asked Susan. "I guess I wasted all this,” she said as she motioned to her gorgeous waist-accentuating gown, her high fashion, beautifully curled upsweep, and her lovely makeup and heavily perfumed body.

"Now that you mention it doll, you might appeal to me more if you were a girl. After all, lately your penis has been a tad inactive," remarked Pamela. "I'll tell you what. If you really will consider going all girl, I'll give you a night you won't forget," said Pam as she propelled the sissy through the door.

Suzy stumbled on her ultra tall stilettos, as Pam pushes her onto the bed and began to remove her gown. Once the gown was off she announced that Sissy Suzy was going to have a "rough night" and removed the sissy's bra. She moved the sissy to her lacing bar and suspended the whimpering Suzy from it.

"Oh dear you look so lovely with those pert breasts showing and that helpless look on your tear stained face. You do know Mistress is going to whip you because it's the only way you can get erect, isn't it sugar?" Pamela asked as a knock came at the door and a startled Suzy agreed.

When Pam answered, she saw it was Prissy who was dressed for bedtime lovemaking and was surprised Pam was there. "Well, if it isn't Prissy the slut. Come in dear, there is room for two on the lacing bar. Don't worry, I'll call your Mistress and she can join in," said Pam, using her cell to call the sorority house to get D'Ann, Priscilla's African American Mistress.

D'Ann was glad to "tie the little bitch up," and soon, two lingerie and heel clad sissies, breasts bared, were swinging in the air by their wrists, getting tattooed by riding crops, as their Mistresses conducted an interrogation. The sissies readily admitted not only to harmless kissing and fondling, but also mutual masturbation, and gloved fingers in each other’s rectums.

Finally D'Ann drug a sobbing Prissy by her bobbed hair down the hall into Prissy's room for some real "sissy white bitch butt reaming". Pamela had Suzy Q do a striptease before taking her to bed. She greased the sissy's penis with Grape Seed Oil. So aroused was Susan from her whipping, humiliation and bondage that she couldn't hold back her splattering orgasm, even though she'd been forbidden to come.

It didn't matter. She still spent the next two hours tonguing and kissing her mistresses clitoris. Pam loved it and decided that she could really love Susan as a girl. Susan would begin her counseling sessions two weeks into the school year. They would continue until Spring break.

Present at the first session were her Aunt Linda, Dr. Brown and Pamela. Susan listened to everyone, especially Dr. Brown who was leading the session in her office. "Sue, one requirement is living a year as a female. We can count your time so far. Of course, in the meantime we could make some adjustments," smiled Amelia Brown.

When Sue asked what adjustments were, Dr. Brown explained, "We could do a breast enhancement procedure and a testicle removal. The enhancement would really improve your figure and the removal would lower your testosterone level and really help your demure attitude. Don't worry, the enhancement is reversible even if the removal isn't," the Dr. clarified.

Susan paused and raised some misgivings, with some slight tears in her eyes. This gave Pam some time to lend support by drying her tears and comforting her. "I have a really close friend, Dr. Lilly Chang. She does these sessions and procedures all the time. She even has some transsexuals as well as gelded sissies working for her. She loves spayed or fixed "girls" very
much," the Doctor added.

"Just think honey. You can live at the house with me. Even the sissy maids can't do that. They have their own separate quarters, next to the sorority houses. As a fixed sissy you'll get nearly all the womanly privileges I get," added Pamela. It took quite a bit of counseling, but finally Susan made the decision to check into the clinic run by Dr. Chang.

She had counseled with Lilly Chang, as well as Lilly's transsexual nurse Jasmine. Lilly also had a gelded sissy secretary named Cinnamon. Susan had spoken with her also. So with her two-week spring break coming up, Sue checked into the clinic on the first Saturday prior to the break. She was told to prepare for a 5 to 7 day stay.

"The procedure and the physical recovery time are brief dear. It's the emotional recovery I'm concerned with," said Dr. Chang. "Being in the country, my clinic is the perfect idyllic setting for a relaxing restoration," she added.

Sue arrived with her aunt and mistress. After checking into her room they had a pleasant on site lunch before the women departed. Sue had a quiet weekend and Monday morning was wheeled into surgery by Jasmine and Dr. Chang. Sue was assisted onto a gynecological table and strapped down, her feet placed into the stirrups.

She'd been given some relaxing drugs at breakfast and went out like a light when given general anesthesia. She was going to have nice B cup inserts put in as well as being "snipped." She awoke with nurse Jasmine holding her hand and smiling. Sue was beautifully dressed in a gorgeous nightgown. Her hair nails and makeup had been fixed while she was in a deep drug induced sleep.

"Well gorgeous, how do you feel? Here sip some of this darling," Jasmine said. Sue was quite thirsty. After she took a drink of iced water, she of course asked Jasmine if her testicles were gone. "Yes dear they are, but don't fret. You also have two lovely breasts, and your penis will form a beautiful vagina when you decide to become like me.

Jasmine and Cinnamon took the lovely new girl for a walk around the corridors, and then fed her a lovely but light evening meal in her room. The next day prior to her bath, Susan was able to examine her new breasts and her pubic area. She seemed only slightly sad and was quickly cheered up, as after her bath Jasmine massaged the affected areas with a copious amount of vitamin E oil.

For the next two days Susan had long sessions with Dr. Chang as well as lovely walks with Cinnamon. She really liked the leggy, blond, gelded secretary and they are friends to this day. By Thursday evening when Mistress Pamela came for her, Sissy Sue was ready to head back to Primhurst. They arrived very early on Friday morning and Susan was thrilled to know her things had been moved into the female sorority.

School would not be in session for another week, so Pamela wanted to take advantage of it. "I'd like to have a little party at Mother's house, you and I, Priscilla and D'Ann, of course Candy, Robin, my mother and your aunt. I also think Dominique and Angelo should be there also," said the young mistress.

"Of course darling, that would be lovely! I'd adore being the hostess if you'll permit me," said Suzy, giggling as Pam handed her a small box, containing some shiny jewelry. "Oh my, what's this? She exclaimed opening the box and exclaimed, gasping, "Earrings? How lovely!" she said, hugging her mate and kissing her full on the mouth.

As Sissy Suzy looked in a mirror and tried her jewelry on, Pamela said, "I'm so glad you like them honey. I wasn't sure they would be ready so soon. I'm very happy you appreciate the beauty. It took quite a bit of effort to have your little balls frozen, then find some one to cover them with ceramic, gold plate them and make them into earrings."

The stunned Pamela turned, the gold earrings sparkling in the light. "These are my testicles?" she cried. You want me to wear them? Pamela nodded and smiled, walking towards the sissy and taking her slender wrists in her strong hands.

"Yes Sissy Suzy, I expect you to wear them. You offering up your little jewels was only the beginning of your show of absolute subservience to me. You'll wear them always! Except to bed or bathing of course. They will make lovely conversation pieces. If a stranger should ask, you can tell them they are family jewels," the dominant female laughed.

"Of course, if our social set inquires, you or I will tell them the truth. Now lie down in bed. I want to play with your new boobs and check the rest of you out," The woman ordered.

Saturday the party was in full swing when D'Ann made her grand entrance with Prissy on a leash. Everyone including Priscilla's mother was amused at the way D'Ann had taken full control of the very swish Miss Priss. It was also this beautiful sepia mistress who first commented on Susan's jewelry.

"My dear, Pamela. What did your angel do to deserve those pretty ear bobs darling? You buy her the nicest presents." Said D'Ann.

Pam walked slowly and with a smile toward the frozen Suzy, stood beside her and fingered one of the earrings. Susan nervously looked down at the plate of hors d'oeuvres she'd been serving. "They are lovely aren't they people. Sue darling, would you like to tell everyone what they are, or should I," Pamela asked.

Sue hung her head in shame as Pamela told everyone, "These are Susan's gold plated balls. I had her castrated by Lilly Chang this past week. She loves it though, don't you my little gelded pantywaist? Did you a world of good, didn't it my pet? Answer me Susan. Tell everyone how you feel about being fixed," encouraged the mistress.

"Yes ma'am I'm very happy I gave up that part of me. I'm much more gentle and caring now. I make the ideal slave girl for you, my mistress," said the humiliated sissy as everyone looked on. All of the women, including Linda Cain, beamed. Of course Angelo, Prissy and Candy were quite shocked.

"Close your mouth Angelo. Keep this in mind the next time you don't want to dress as Antoinette," warned Dominique. Apparently Angelo had been less then compliant lately when prompted by his lover to femme up.

"Yes Candy the slut, think of this the next time you show another mistress how easy you can be," admonished Robin, of her leather, mini skirt, clad sissy boy, with his teased platinum hair.

"That goes for you also miss Piggy Prissy. You keep playing kissing games with your sissy sisters and your going to wind up donating your cherries," advised D'Ann.

Both college girls were right. Their sissies had become such sluts. Before the party was over, both D'Ann and Robin decided to meet the following weekend to put both sissies through heavy-duty makeovers. "They need new hair colors, styles, clothes, shoes, the works," acquiesced Dominique. We'll have them both looking like little miss prim and proper, won't we Angelo
dear, Dominique said as the frightened Angelo readily agreed.

That evening both Candy and Prissy did their best to be real sluts for their ladies, and the demure Susan was all her mistress could handle. Just in case, "Antoinette" voluntarily appeared for the evening. Lastly, Linda and Monique resolved that a neutered sissy maid might be in their future.

Chapter Nine: The Office

The firm of Ames and Cain was indeed a wonderful place to work. They paid well, good benefits, terrific atmosphere. Why wouldn't Ronald act on the suggestions Ms. Ames had made? Ronald was a new financial advisor and a bit of a flirt. Not very wise either. No one fools around with the boss's daughter, especially when other women are available.

It was obvious to Ronald that both Pamela Ames and her private secretary Susan were lesbian lovers. Too bad, they were both hot. He figured Suzy to be the submissive femme. It was Candy he could really go for. Of course Monique stepped right in. Called into her office, Ronald was quite nervous. "You know Ronnie dear, my daughter Candace is attached and probably a little young for you. I'm more in your class, don't you think darling?" Monique implied as the stunned Ronald readily agreed. "Why don't we continue this discussion over dinner at Belle's this evening?" Monique continued. As Ronald left her office, Monique phoned both Linda and Dominique.

At dinner, Monique inferred that she loved men with long, colorful, styled hair. Shortly after, she asked Ronald if he had any objection to seeing her hairdresser and haberdasher. Of course the smitten Ronnie complied. At Salon Bouffant, Ronald could hardly believe his luck! The owner's daughter openly flirted with him when he paid for his new perm and coloring!

Normally Priscilla was the bookkeeper and payroll clerk, but today she was cashier. What a doll! He got her number and later called her. She invited him to supper with "Mother, my good friend D'Ann and mother's friend, Ms. Veronica." Priscilla promised to make a "lovely" roast.

Shortly after she hung up, Prissy let her mother know the dinner date was on as planned. Dominique called Linda Cain and they spoke for a short time. Linda smiled, rolled over in bed and kissed Monique. "You are so devious darling. I love you! Ronnie will make such a lovely maid! Let's make love to celebrate. Then we can get out our book of names and pick a pretty one for her!" Linda exclaimed.

I don't know about you, dear reader, but I find both Veronica and Ronda to be lovely maid's names. Which do you prefer? I'll END with that thought. Okay?