The Feminized Prisoners

"Hey, Lucy," Rachel said, her gaze darting to the hallway that led back to the basement. "How are our prisoners holding up?"

"Restless," Lucy replied with a smirk, crossing her arms over her chest. "They're starting to get antsy in there."

Rachel nodded, her mind racing with possibilities. She knew they couldn't keep the boys tied up forever, but it was hard not to savor the control she had over them for now. Still, it was a precarious situation, and she needed to maintain her focus.

"Maybe we should find a way to keep them occupied," she mused, tapping a finger against her chin. "Something to remind them who's in charge here."

Jen cleared her throat, drawing the attention of the others. "You know, when I was a psych major, we studied this prison experiment where they gave inmates pink uniforms and painted their cells pink. Apparently, it calmed them down."

"Really?" Ashley's eyes widened, an idea beginning to form in her mind. "That's interesting, Jen." She exchanged glances with Lucy, who grinned wickedly.

"Hey, why don't we feminize the boys? That should keep them calm," Lucy suggested, smirking as she imagined the boys' reactions. "And it would be hilarious."

Ashley's laughter bubbled up, her excitement building at the prospect of turning the tables on the guys. "Yes, let's do it! We can dress them up, put makeup on them. It'll be amazing! There's so much sexy and girly clothes just going to waste in the closets of this sorority house."

Three members of a fraternity decided to stay at the house over Thanksgiving break. This comes as quite a surprise to four young female burglars who had figured the empty fraternity house would be easy pickings. They come to subdue the guys, but have no idea what to do with them and with a blizzard on the way, the roads out of town are closing fast. This 15,000-word story contains elements of feminization and female domination. It is intended for a mature audience.SNEAK PREVIEWRachel hesitated, but the gleam in Lucy and Ashley's eyes was contagious, and she found herself drawn into their enthusiasm. The idea of asserting their power over the boys was tempting, and she couldn't deny that she was bored. Maybe it would be fun, just for a little while.

Lucy's mind raced ahead, making plans and imagining the looks on the boys' faces as they were transformed. She reveled in the thought of stripping them of their masculinity, asserting her own superiority. She loved reminding guys that they weren't in control and it always made her feel so alive.

"Alright," Rachel finally agreed, a small smile playing on her lips. "Let's do it. But we have to make sure they don't try anything. Remember, they're still dangerous."