Exposure

Alan's discovery

Frankie's initiation

Plenty of time

Living with the Carlsons

Catwalk

Age difference

A holiday camp incident

 "OMG! Do you see these two hot guys over there? They are smiling and waving. I bet they want to come over and hit on us! They're just waiting for our monitor going for a swim."

"Dave, you're talking as if you were interested. Are you? Don't forget we aren't real girls!"

"Mark, look at me, don't I look like a real girl? So do you! And I feel like one too. It's amazing what wearing the bikini does to me, and being made up and with my hair and all that. I never before found guy's hot. But now I do. I imagine how they take me in their strong arms, kiss me. That makes me feel so girly! Doesn't it make you?"

"Don't say that! I get so turned on myself! But it's wrong! I am not gay. I don't want to be gay!"

"Oh stupid! You are not gay, you are a girl now, remember! You'd be gay if you'd find girls hot! Not that anything were wrong with that either..."

Yesterday, Mark and Dave had been caught sneaking into the dorm of the neighbouring girls' holiday camp. Not to spy on the girls - the dorm was empty - but to dress up in their clothes. To deal with it the girls' camp leader had met with her counterpart in the boys' camp, and both had decided to treat the matter in an exemplary and pedagogical way.

A "court hearing" was set up, with the leaders and monitors as judges and attourneys, and all boys and girls as public. The female "prosecutor" conducted the interview of the two delinquents. When they admitted that they had felt an irrepressible urge to put on the panties and skirts they found, it was difficult to restablish order in court. To stop the gleeful shouting and laughter of both their mates and the girls! What a humiliation! They were sure they would be sent home. And almost hoping for it: They just wanted to vanish.

But that was not the verdict. To an even more frantic reaction of the audience, the court instead decreed that Mark and Dave should stay the remaining two weeks, but as the "girls" they wanted to be! After the hearing, they were taken to the girls' camp for being made up and dressed by them. Then they were sent back to their camp. Naturally, here too they were the target of mockery and teasing by their mates. But, during the evening, the mocking became gradually less cruel. It changed over the hours from derisive to flirtatious! Still very much ashamed, but with budding delight Mark and Dave understood the reason why: they were just too cute!

Also the make-up and dressing session the following morning with the girls was different. The girls were still full of zeal, but their aim was not anymore to humiliate them, it was to turn them into as convincing and pretty girls as possible! And they did a great job! There was a sense of cumplicity, an almost sisterly atmosphere. It was really nice.

Now they were at the beach, exposed not only to the youth of both camps, but to all the other holidaymakers around. With every admiring or envious glance of a passer by, they felt more confident. Their male mates were treating them by now simply as they would treat any other pretty girl, with other words, very well!

And the camp leaders acted with casual friendliness, as if the situation were the most natural in the world. When unobserved by the youth, they exchanged a satisfied smile. Hadn't they managed the situation very well, pedagogically? Not only regarding the two delinquents, but regarding everybody involved?

Additional treatment

Sheila's decision

Mario is accepted

A device

Bedtime

Change of position

The driver

The new maid

Holiday

Harry's wife wasn't happy with their sexlife. As he had not shown any initiative to change that, she had taken matters in her hand and booked an erotic holiday in an african resort. He was ok with it. The facilities and the beach looked very nice, and he didn't mind the pretty girls he saw in the catalogues either. Perhaps it would really make things better...

After almost one week here he had to admit it was the most intense erotic experience of his life! And yet... It was very hard to bear! He was always so horny! He never had been so desperately horny in his life! And everything was set to make him even hornier every day.
The place was gorgeous. The girls were so pretty and relaxed and ready for any kind of sexual encounter. The compound was reclused, so whatever happened here, nothing would get them into trouble. It was paradise. Or something very close.
When they had arrived, there had been an initiation ritual. They had drunk a lot of weird stuff, danced and then stripped naked. So he had learned it was a nudist facility, as far as the guests were concerned. That had not embarrassed him, given the situation, but what then came was different. A kind of game, aiming to make the guests reveal their special sexual interests, and then a vote of the group on what should be done about it. His wife had suggested a chastity device for him, hoping that this would help him value her more in future, sexually.

He had been annoyed with his wife, not to say shocked! But the whole group had supported the idea enthusiastically. So in the end there had been nothing left for him than to play the good sport. He had believed it would be for that night only, but next morning he learned he would remain locked until the next voting session. When he was told it was not before in one weeks time, he became really angry and demanded the key immediately. Unfortunately that was not possible, the resort-management told him, as his wife had taken it. And she insisted on playing the game by the rules. So since that morning he was wandering about the facility, naked like everybody else, except for this ridiculous thing! Even though the other guests were quite discreet and refrained from joking, it was obviously very humiliating. He ate and drank and swam and danced like everybody else, and was treated very nicely by the staff. Especially the pretty local girls were particularly friendly, flirting with him all the time! But one thing the other guests did a lot, he could not do: have sex. Like his wife had, to her all too visible satisfaction.

He used to be able to go without sex or masturbating for a day or two, but in his actual situation the deprivation and humiliation was outright unbearable! Yet the worst was that he felt how the experience changed him! He was frustrated and angry, but he could not prevent himself from realizing that at the same time he came to enjoy it! In its perverse way, it felt terribly good, and worse, it felt more and more right!

He still kept some dignity though. It is true that he had already yielded and watched at his wife's request how she got fucked again by a native stud. But he had still refused the invitation to kneel down and lick her clean afterwards. Or him.

Yet he knew that it was only a question of time until he would do that either. Even the cheers of the fellow guests would not prevent him from doing it. He was lost. He knew it. For the time of the holiday and, as he feared, forever.

The experiment

Mr. Sands' time

Patty