Sexchange Student 1: Spoiled Typical Boy Gets Emasculated Into A Blushing Ballerina And A School Girl—A First Time Force Feminization Fantasy

This all new 20,000+ word book, with nearly 19,000 words of actual story content, tells the tale of a typical, spoiled guy who keeps getting dolled up by girls.First, the ballerinas in his dance studio transform him into one of them. They dress him up in ultra feminine shiny pink tights, girl’s ballet slippers with shining satin ribbons, a frilly, feminine ballet dress with a poofy skirt, even some sexy panties and a bra! They do his hair and makeup and expose him to their dance instructor who makes him participate in dance class as a ballerina. He trembles with humiliation as she and the giggling girls tease him, openly discussing their emasculating plans for making him dance as the female lead in an upcoming ballet recital in front of everyone!

Sometime later, two of his female friends transform him into a school girl by making him wear lacy lingerie, a plaid skirt, a blouse, and makeup! They tease him mercilessly, saying he looks adorable all done up as a pretty little school girl! They make him squirm by telling him that they intend to parade him around their school as a pretty girl in front of their classmates and teachers. He flatly refuses, but they’re intent on taking his feminization to the next level!

Warning! This tale features taboo themes including forced feminization, female domination, public humiliation, fully dressed women and a naked man, etc. Please don’t read this book if you don’t like such subjects!

Sneak

“I said stand still, you don’t want these to run!” Slowly, sensuously, Melodie pulled the dazzlingly delightful tights up his legs, first his left then his right. She tugged them up until they couldn’t go any higher. Smirking, she adjusted the strong elastic band at his waist and snapped it into place. That snapped Marc out of a kind of daze.

“Now for the dance dress,” Juanita smiled, “put your hands up!”

Marcus reluctantly raised his arms, and shuddered as Juanita brought the sleeveless bubble gum pink colored cotton and satin dress over his head and down his body. With his dance belt pushing his male anatomy up, in, and back, she had no trouble snapping the leotard hidden inside closed over his crotch.

She adjusted the spaghetti straps and fluffed out the skirt and grinned. “OMG look, Marci, you’ve got boobs!” she said mockingly, “now your body looks exactly like ours!”

Marc blushed deeply realizing that she was right. The dress they’d put him in had a sort of built in padded shelf bra that pushed the tiny fleshy mounds on his chest up and emphasized them. That along with its body hugging elasticity made it look like he had small but perky, girlish breasts. The girls giggled as he placed his hands over his chest, trying to hide his new little titties.

“Yes,” Juanita agreed laughing, “Marci’s winsome, lithesome body looks as lovely as any other ballerina’s, and soon so will her hair and face!”

Ilhan started working on Marc’s long locks. Giggling she said, “You’ve easily got enough length here for a bun, Marci!” Humming happily to herself, she gathered it into her left palm, expertly twisting it and pinning it. “It’s going to look great!” she said, giving Marcus the exact same “bun head “ hairstyle all of the other ballerinas were wearing.

Pulling out her makeup bag Melodie said, “Now for your face.