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Item Subject: a:dbyg01.txt
File DBYG01.txt (Trans, Fem-Dom, minors, mf, mm)
Warning: This is a book length work which printed is about 200 total pages!


The following is an original fiction work which includes in addition to the
base Fem-Dom and  Transvestite/Transexual themes; a wide variety of explicit
sexual conduct involving minors, teens, and later young adults, including:
b&D, ws, fist, spank, m rape, ff,  and f/ts sex.  If you are offended by
explicit sexual material, DELETE THIS FILE NOW!  If not, I hope you enjoy
this work as I put a lot of time and effort into writing it.

This work is hereby released into the public domain for Adult use and may be
duplicated by any electronic means.  However, it may not be sold in printed
form without the express consent of the author.  All characters are purely
fictional and any resemblance to persons dead or alive is coincidental.

Due to the length of this work, it will take several days to get it all posted,
your patience is appreciated and your comments are welcome.  I will not
e-mail missing parts due to shear volume; so don't ask.  Get it the first
time!
                                                Enjoy,
                                                Quicksilver-Iota


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                     DOMINATED BY YOUNG GIRLS
                  ********************************

                            CHAPTER 1

                        THE MAKING OF JANE

          Jason H. was a small boy who had suffered from heart
     problems as a child and had not been permitted to play the
     "rough games" other boys his age played.  At age 11 he was
     finally given a clean bill of health and allowed to be a nor-
     mal boy, but he was shunned by the other boys because he
     didn't know how to play football or baseball or basketball or
     any other active sports.  Whenever, the other boys had to pick
     teams, Jason was always the last one picked due to his lack of
     skill and small size.  This hurt him greatly, and he always
     avoided being put in the position of having to be picked if
     possible.

          During the period of poor health, he spent most of his
     free time doing things around the house, since he couldn't go
     out with the other boys; like reading, playing cards or board
     games with the girls in the neighborhood, and fantasy games
     with the girls.  Both of his parents worked so it was not
     unusual for the girls to come to his house after school and
     play until his folks came home in the evening.  He had a
     younger brother, whom he had to babysit, so he couldn't leave
     the house anyway.  As is usually the case with young girls,
     the fantasy games many times involved playing dress-up, some-
     thing Jason came to like, and which eventually changed his
     life.




                            The Beginning

          When he was about 13, Susan, the 12 year old little blond
     girl next door, suggested during one of the games that Jason
     play the part of his mother, and before he could object, the
     other girls rushed into his parents room to see what they
     could find for him to wear.  Lisa (age 13) and Vicky (age 14)
     helped Susan find some of Jason's mother's clothes, in the
     bedroom closet; they also found a wig, but decided since Jason
     had long hair, that they would not need it.
         They then told Jason to go into the bathroom and put on
     the clothes, and come back to the living room.  Jason didn't
     want to do this and insisted that he was a boy and not a girl
     and that he should play the part of his father rather than his
     mother.
         Vicky, who was physically the largest of the four said
     that she was to be the father, and no arguments.  She then
     grabbed him by the arm and pulled him into the bathroom.  Once
     inside, she ordered him to strip; "I can't, not in front of a
     girl" he said.  "You'll either do it yourself, or I'll do it
     for you," Vicky replied, standing if front of the door with
     her feet firmly planted and arms crossed over her small firm
     breasts.
          Jason looked at Vicky, who was considerably bigger than
     his 5', 90 lb. frame, and knew that there was no way that he
     could make it past her and out the door.  "Please, Please
     don't make me do this," he pleaded.  Vicky just smiled, and
     said, "Do it! or you will wish you had."  That smile, worried
     Jason, as it was not a friendly one, but looked to be backed
     with mean intentions.  Vicky just glared at him and started
     tapping her foot, showing her impatience.  Resigning to the
     fact that she could force him, he started taking off his
     shirt.
         This caused Vicky to smile broadly and say, "Relax Jason,
     you are going to like this, I think you will make a very pret-
     ty woman."   With that, she crossed the room, and lifted his
     down turned face with both hands and gave him a kiss on the
     cheek.  She then stood back and watched as Jason, red faced,
     with tears in his eyes slowly undressed.
         When he was down to only his underpants, Jason reached for
     the dress the girls had found.  Vicky grabbed his hand and
     said, "Not yet buster, those (pointing to his underwear) come
     off too."  Jason couldn't believe it!  He had never been naked
     in front of any woman or girl other than his mother since he
     was a baby.
         "Please Vicky, I can't do that," he cried, and the tears
     which had been welled up in his eyes started to flow down his
     cheeks.
          Vicky was tired of all the arguing and spun him around so
     his back was to her, then grabbed his underpants and jerked
     them down to his ankles, with her right hand, while still
     holding his arm with her left.  "Step out of them," she said,
     "Please" he cried, as she jerked back on the underpants, which
     sent him sprawling to the floor.
         He landed on his back with his legs open and Vicky
     standing directly over him with one foot on either side of his
     body.
          Glaring down at him, she looked at his small, almost
     hairless, penis and balls and said, "So that's what you have
     been hiding?  What makes you think I'm interested in that
     little worm you have anyway?  It's too small to be any good
     for anything."  With that, she reached down and took hold of
     his small penis and balls and clamped her hand on them firmly.
         Having, two older brothers, she knew that boys were very
     sensitive there and that this could cause considerable pain.
     As she squeezed, she said, "Get up you little twerp, you're
     mine to do with as I please.  If you don't do what I want,
     I'll make you a girl permanently!"  She then pulled him up by
     his crotch and stood him in front of her.
         Shaking with fear, terror and pain, Jason stood before her
     with tears flowing down his face, but unable to say anything.
          After a short time Jason got himself under enough control
     to say, "Please Vicky, I'll do anything you want, just don't
     hurt me anymore."  Vicky gave a broad grin and eased the
     pressure of her grip on his balls.  "You'll do anything I
     want? Whenever I want? No more arguments?"  she said.  "Yes,
     Yes, just don't hurt me anymore," he cried.  Satisfied, Vicky
     released her grip on his groin and stepped back.
         "First, we must put a bra on you" handing him one of his
     mother's, and helping him fasten it in the back.  "Next comes
     some panties," and she held them for him to step into.  As he
     pulled the nylon dainties up his legs, he got a strange
     feeling, and trembled all over.  Vicky noticed this but said
     nothing, as she stuffed the bra with toilet paper to fill it
     out.
          Vicky then told him to hold out his arms and put a nylon
     slip over his head and pulled it down into place.  Stepping
     back and looking him over she said, "This will never do, the
     clothes are much too old for you.  But I guess they will have
     to do for today.  I think you will look much better as a
     little girl; You can be my little sister."
         Shocked, Jason said nothing, he was afraid of Vicky after
     than clamp hold on his balls and did not want to get her angry
     again.  Time was running short so Vicky quickly pulled a dress
     over his head, put his feet into a pair of his mothers high
     heels and coated his lips with a bright red lipstick.
          Looking him over, she said, "Yes, I was right, these
     clothes just won't do.  They are too big, too old, and will
     never look right on you.  Well let's go show the girls and see
     what they think."  Jason turned beet red and started to say
     no, then thought about that hold, and reluctantly started for
     the door.
          When they entered the living room, Lisa and Susan both
     jumped for joy and clapped their hands, smiling and laughing
     at the way Jason looked.  Vicky stood behind him and pushed
     him towards the girls, smiling, and looking over his shoulder.
     "Well here's mom girls," but I don't think he will be good in
     the role."
          "Did he give you any trouble?", asked Susan, with a
     little grin on her face.  "Only when I told him to strip,"
     replied Vicky.  "Did you have him take EVERYTHING off?", asked
     Lisa; "EVERYTHING" grinned Vicky.  "Darn, I wish we could have
     seen that." said Lisa, "Me too!" Susan chimed in.  "Maybe next
     time." said Vicky.
         Without warning, Susan lifted the hem of the dress and
     looked up at Jason's panties.  "He's wearing the panties, but
     no stockings; where are the stockings?"
          Jason was mortified, first he was stripped by a girl only
     slightly older than himself; then manhandled and forced to
     make promises in order to keep her from hurting him; now he
     had to let a girl younger than him look up his dress and see
     his shame, in wearing women's panties, all lacy and frilly.
     He swatted down on the skirt portion of the dress and pointed
     to the clock on the wall, "Look girls, my mother will be home
     in 15 minutes, if she finds me like this, we are all in big
     trouble."  "He's right," said Lisa, "Not so fast," replied
     Vicky.
          "Saturday, your mother is home so you can go out.  My
     mother is going to visit my Aunt and my dad has to work, so we
     can play at my house," Vicky observed.  I think these clothes
     are too old for him and don't fit right, so I think Jason
     should come to my house and we'll dress him up in my old
     clothes so he can play the part of our little sister."
     "Great" exclaimed both Lisa and Susan, "that sounds like lots
     of fun."
          Everybody was happy about it except Jason; but he could
     think of no reason Vicky would buy that would prevent him from
     going to her house on Saturday.
          The girls decided they had better leave before Jason's
     mother got home and as they went out the door, Vicky turned to
     Jason and said, "you better be at my house on Saturday, or I
     will tell everybody that you were stripped by a girl your own
     age and dressed as a woman.  The boys will REALLY find that
     funny and you will never hear the end of it."  Trembling,
     because he knew she meant it, he promised to be there on
     Saturday as she wanted.
          Jason ran to the bathroom and quickly got undressed and
     washed the lipstick from his face.  He no more than finished
     washing than he heard the front door open; his mother was
     home.  What do I do with these clothes? he thought.
     "Jason, are you in there?" she said.  "Yes, Mom, I'll be out
     in a minute."  Not knowing what else to do, he stuffed them
     behind the towels in the linen closet and finished dressing,
     then went out to face his mother and hoped she would not
     notice anything wrong.  She didn't, and later when she was
     cooking dinner, he got the clothes and returned them to her
     room unnoticed.
          It was only Wednesday, so Jason had two full days to
     worry about what would happen on Saturday.  After, thinking
     about it, he decided that he liked the attention even though
     he did not like the way it was done to him.  He had been
     lonely most of his short life since he couldn't do the things
     other boys did.  Not being able to come up with an ironclad
     excuse for not going to Vicky's Saturday, he resigned himself
     to the inevitable
*********
End DBYG01.txt
Continued DBYG02.txt

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