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  "Tilly, I'm thrilled to have run into you socially. I think you have got the wrong idea about me I'm hip and progressive, I'm only republican for the tax breaks. I have no issue with my Johnny dating a Forced Femboi, especially such a charming It Girl. So ya don't have to keep climbing out of the window or hiding under my son's bed. It's ridiculous, Dear. You can just come to dinner, you Silly Goose!"  "Gosh, Johnny's Mom that is lovely, I figured you were nice, since you raised the only boy I've ever fallen for. But all the sneaking around made it all seem supes illicit and way hawt. Ok I'll call you Elaine! But you gotta do something for me, Elaine. You check the lynx and get on the dancefloor and bop with me. Ya think he'll be cool with me at the dining table? you should see the things he makes me do to hide from his friends! Want me to fix you up with some disposable gorgeous Himbo dick? I won't tell our Johnny!  My Step

  "Aaaaawww Joseph it is so cute that you think you're my BF! All these other Dude's I'm goin with think I'm just a laughable brain blitzed no strings Forced Femmy who is good for a drama free lay when other plans fall through. But you are special ain't ya? big romantic intentions and deep feels for me. So do you not wanna just buck? But actuals take me on fancy dates? hear all about my day? and introduce me to your friends? maybe even your Mommy? being raised by a single Mom makes boys super sweet. I'm down if you wanna, like wow it's ever so flattering, it's so affirming that you don't pigeonhole me as a crazed nymph materialist with the morals of an Alley Cat who would suck as a GF/BF.  OMG I can't go exclusive my closet would suffer and the other Fluffies would dunk on my noggin. Maybe when my influencer career blows up? cheer up you're by far the prettiest, those big meat heads would look ridiculous in one of my nighties you look di

  Evan/Ivanka's enthusiasm and can do attitude for his new Forced Femboi Fashionista Influencer presence came at the perfect time for me.  The motive was clear Evan was a conceited, entitled. unqualified blue blood, stealing credit for my work, treating me like trash and blocking my career progression. So the suspicion and accusations were all around. The evidence present by his friends and allies at the firm was purely circumstantial. Unearthing some radical male disempowerment screeds I wrote at college, didn't even amount to any evidence at all, it was at a different time in my life before I thought about climbing the corporate ladder.  I eventually got Evan's position by that time he was fully feminized and ready to fly away to a new culture, lifestyle and hulking brute Oligarch Husband. The Powder Puff is soooo cute and so silly in his non stop posts and he's even got a Forced Fem Dollyboi Bestie, so lovely for him. People are finally convinced the so called man

  "Tommy, Dear you can read me like a book. I did have a bummer of a night with that man, cock like a wine bottle but so big headed n selfish in bed. Get in Sweetie, I rally need some cuddles from my Husband. . Were you well behaved for my Mom? tucked in on time? no back sassin'? Good Boy!"

  People laugh so hard and are constantly so hyped that my Aunt Forced Femmed me from pint sized incel hater loner with a bad attitude into a perky blonde Bitchboi ditzed pilled full of school spirit and obsessed with being on the cheer squad.  It was important to Auntie Marissa, my legal Mommy, that I turn into a boy crazy, bicep squeezing. real man worshiper, who faints at the mere thought of pussy. She only likes straight men she can get rid of in uber when she's done with them in her life. Humiliatingly successful sexuality switch or so I thought! So like why   does Caitlin Clark make me wanna shake my pom poms and bounce around like giddy goofball ten times harder than any jerk Boy Jock I'm crushing on? I hope Doctor Klein can help me get over girls for good, I couldn't even get one before I went on estrogen. I'm so weak and defenceless I'm gonna need a Chad to keep me safe! I need a reality check, not an impossible ridiculous Girl Crush!  

  "Oh rally Officers, so now like it's a crime that my psycho Wife bamboozled me out of legal control of my own life and give me full srs and a Paris Hilton clone makeover?" "No, prostitution is...." "I'm a Victim!"

  "No Silly, Brad is so not threatened by you anymore, Tommy. You got full 'slumber party' rights kinda lol. Oh like I told him getting hard ons felt weird and wrong to you, so you got rid of them via chemical castration shots. Yar told the Himbo you were boy moding but looking to go full Barbie Bimbo. He was surprisingly understanding and supportive actuals, he's always had a problem with me working in Forced Fem, Brad thinks it would be rally nice if I helped real transgenders and did some good ' for once '. Like I don't enough for society or put a roof over his head. Anyways are we gonna buck or what? If Brad comes home just chuck on a pair of my cute pajamas and we'll pretend we are actuals watching this movie."

  "Is gonna work for you? is it ok? it's the closet thing I got to a tutu to hand, I'm afraid Dan. But you can totally put it in my butt like you did with your Forced Femboi Ex. "Not at Baby it's fun acting like a degraded sex crazed bratty Forced Femboi Hellcat. I'm not jealous I still think about the sub girl at my sorority who loved to eat my pussy, Chloe was always super grateful to take the strap-on too, gaga for it, Maybe you be Chloe for me some time? Well the costume is easy Hoodie, Yoga Pants, Uggs!"

  Apparently we used to be super close and historically made much of our prominent old money fortunes together. But for my whole life The Danvers clan had hated my whole family and it was hard to avoid them at the society events. Celia Danvers especially despised my eccentric but sweet hearted Mom. So when my Dad got in over his head messing with some big 401k state workers fraud and flew to a country without an extradition treaty. She used her endless connections and philanthropic equity to have me tried as an accomplice, I honestly had a largely do nothing job, I'd just do coke and lay girls with visiting clients who were into that sort of thing. She got me tried in front of a Feminist Radical Judge with a Forced Fem obsession and after the awful recovery from the extreme makeover. Well the only thing outside of escorting was somehow working as lowly maid for the Evil Harpy. That rally did suck and she was so mean, combined with the 'mones I was a tear drenched wreck and the

  "Dearest are you still being all pouty and grouchy? you all mad and don't wanna make up with me Baby? You are right I shouldn't have been dosing you will estrogen, brain pills, muscle lose meds and chemical castration scripts behind your back. I was just about to tell you I was just waiting until you were past the point of no return, it would make easier for you to accept your future as my Forced Fem Housefrau. You're masculinity is pretty much over anyway, so I just think you should be mature and stick with the meds that you need for your new lifestyle and persona. Well you won't need the boner killing pills, erections are almost definitely over. Yar it's ok to cry Powder Puff it's a lot to take in. But isn't it a relief to know why you've gone soft in the Calvins, turned into a weakling, why you are getting all muddled at work and are more emotional than a whole sorority house with sync up periods? You're gonna be my Little Lady, so I'd

  All the Forced Fem professionals were telling me how lucky I was as a low life young Redneck repeat offender that after my Forced Fem sentence a rich socialite thought I was silly and pretty enough to sponsor me to pursue a Gender Studies degree at NYU. It is good to be so far away from my hometown and not have to run into people I've wronged so helpless and femmy now. Trying to lose the Dixie accent and talk all fancy has been a struggle despite elocution lessons. But I can't even lie the therapy and reconditioning has changed me so much despite still talking like a complete hick. It's humiliating but for the new me Manhattan rally is a Dollyboi paradise.  I was always skipping class to window gawk at the stunning bridal couture and I feel so conflicted imagining myself at the altar with some gorgeous man. It's not like I'm starved for fashion: I'm shopping all da time, hitting thrift and vintage stores and some of the spoiled Rich Cis Thots on campus aren