Do you see Rachael over there? She's one of our top students, I believe she now has ten gold bracelets, her last one was for those breast implants, O yes... each bracelet symbolizes a level of feminization she has completed or mastered on her own, only too more and she'll graduate-- You mean set free. Eric interrupted. Susan laughed, I guess you could say that, we do prefer that our "students" make the jump to the next level based on their own desire. However there are iron bracelets that signify that the "student" was forced into that level of feminization, and there are many more than twelve levels as you are on the way to finding out. For that outburst you will receive your first iron bracelet, and if you ever interrupt me again, her strong hands grabbing eric by the throat and balls pushes him against the wall lined with d-rings ready to connect to the restraints on all his limbs   your's will be not be a gradual change but a quick one you'll beg for the hypnosis to help you adapt, and here's a rhyme you might want to remember "if your iron rings outnumber your gold... you will be sold". 

How was the gym, dear?
Ok I guess, um... I think somethings changing my body...
even though Susan see's eric's body regularly she was still caught off guard when, he lifted his shirt.
um-- I know it seems strange but do I have breasts?
She tried to collect her self, the hypnosis would only carry him so far, he is now a c-cup and only starting to notice.
Hmm, you do seem a little puffy dear, maybe just an allergic reaction
yeah, that's what I told them at the pool, but they made me wear a shirt
what the hell she thought, it's ahead of schedule but he developed quicker than anyone could imagine, he's gone too far to easily go back, and so she uttered the words
*Sissy remember who you are*

"Do I notice any changes? 
I don't know..." Eric turned and looked at his girlfriend. "You tell me." He proudly motioned to his swaying cock, which to her surprise had actually grown since he started the penis enlargement hypnosis that his Susan had mixed with subliminal feminization and amnesia tracks. 
He now mindlessly shaves his legs, plucks his eyebrows, and does his makeup each day after taking the pills he believes are part of the "penis enlargement" kit. His gynecomastia is coming along nicely however  she fantasied about when she could point this out and humiliate him, however she remembered the advice of Ms Bowers, "I recommend you wait until they are c-cups before un-triggering the amnesia hypno as he'll be too far along to go back to life as a male and become the shemale you've determined as his fate."
"O yeah after work I'm going hit the gym to swim a few laps."
"Do you think you should..."
"Honey you're not still jealous?" laughs "I told you we are just friends, and besides she'll be busy giving lessons--"
Susan held her tongue. Perhaps a swim in public would be perfect for him-- she hasn't seen him in a while and I wonder how long she'll keep fucking him when his breasts begin to bounce along with hers.
Susan smiled. "That's fine dear have a nice swim, why don't you take another dose of your pills on the way out." 

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Have you found them yet?

No dear, stop worrying about the clothes you wear, haven't you learned anything from yoga, the clothing you wear on the outside doesn't matter, it's how you dress your spirit on the inside that matters.

But what will I wear home?

Last time you were at yoga class you swore you teacher saw your panties when you were doing downward dog, and now today someone stole your clothes before class, yet you instructor was nice enough to loan you some of hers.

It looks like it'll be just us today eric, or should I say eris?

Now spread your legs likea butteryfly spreads her wings, now watch me, um my eyes-

O sorry-

that's better, look into my eyes, and you'll have all the time in the world to look at a beautiful female form soon, but first become the butterfly and feel your legs stretching further and further apart, like mine, further than they've ever been before...

Ok here's you a cab to take you home, I told you there was nothing to worry about.

But my legs, they um feel funny... and um they open on their own each time I sit down.

Yes, I am proud of you you really pushed yourself in the butterfly pose and it seems you may need some time to heal, but I'm sure it'll wear off in a couple of days.

Days? But..

Bye sweet heart, you can keep the clothes. (She shuts the taxi door)

Um yeah this is not the way to my house.

*snap* Sleep.

This one is a male?

*lol* was. I installed the hypnotic triggers whilst we were doing yoga over the past couple of weeks. Ever since I saw his panty line on the first day, I knew this would be the perfect opportunity to procure a new um... "assistant"
Is that what you call them now? *laughs* this one can't even close his-

her-

"its" legs

Yes I think the trigger was too strong for such a weak mind, but no matter it serves our purpose well, does it not?

Mirror, Mirror

For the past two months my I forbade, erin, my sissy, from seeing herself in a mirror. I told her, "an artist never shows off unfinished work." Which she being an artist understood. She had to have known so much was changing with each day but . I tell you, it wasn't until after the surgery and her breast and face healed that she walked into her bedroom closet and the door with the stand-up mirror swung open, that she really knew that there was no going back. Well, maybe she "knew it" before, but the look in her eyes from the webcam I set to face the mirror really says "I don't wan't to go back."

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What is is dear? You don't like these? You seemed to like the pink ones I'm wearing just fine, I even asked you if you thought this would be inappropriate. You said no and how much you liked them on me. Isn't that right?

But Mistress For real! If I am seen in this I might-- as well be seen in Wicked Weasel suit underneath. I mean you can see my butt cheeks for the love of things. (eris turns to show her mistress) 

(Mistress walks up behind runs something cold up her sissy ass cheek)

Ok if thats the way you feel, you can take them off, or better yet (she reveals the cold object to be a razor is already slicing them down the side) I'll just cut them off, your un-appreciative sissy ass. 

Mistress, no I'm sorry I'll do anything!

Anything? Well you may have to, as you'll be finding your own way home; because bitchy sissies don't deserve a ride with Me. (she turns to leave but after a few steps stops and glaring at the panicking sissy over her shoulder) 

Oh, I hope you have your wallet hidden somewhere in that thong. I told you before we left to use your purse but you thought it'd be too humiliating. Try hitchhiking like that. 

She leaves as eris shivers in the water where she foolishly tries cover up her bulging clit. 

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Mistress the white shorts you spoke of to wear as a cover up are-- I mean, I thought were, going to be well... more, um, modest?