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With a lunchbox in your hand, you gaze around at the crowds of people and sigh. You’re in Disneyland, you should be happy but the lines for rides are too long and you can’t even find a place to sit and eat. You wade through the people surrounding you, trying to find a place to sit alone until you bump into a building.

You look up and see a giant pink house with princesses posing in pictures outside the front door. You roll your eyes at the adults posing with the characters and walk around the building. At the back of the house, you see a metal door. You shake the door handle and find out that it’s unlocked. You look around
Jim slipped the stolen key card out of his pocket. “Approved; welcome Dr Jane Francis!” the robotic voice said as the doors slowly slid open. Jim watched as all the lights in the room lit up one by one. He looked around at all the experiments contained within glass boxes. Jim took a deep breath in before walking inside the lab.

Jim walked past the tables covered with beakers filled with chemicals and began looking at the glass boxes. He took out his phone and began taking flash photos of the experiments. Many of the experiments were new animals that had been created and quarantined within the lab. He continued to walk across the
I woke up and instantly closed my eyes because of the bright pink walls and ceiling surrounding me. That was when I started to feel confused, I didn’t remember my room being pink. I slowly opened my eyes to get a better look at my surroundings. The room was the same shape as mine but looked very different. Everything from the ceiling to the carpet was bright pink. The bed I was lying in had fairies printed all over the pink duvet cover and pillows. Next to the bed was a pink nightstand with a heart shaped nightlight on it. On the other side of the room, there was a pink box ladled ‘TOYS’ and next to that was a large pink wa
I arrived at the front door at exactly 8pm and knocked. The door was answered by the mother of the kids I was going to be babysitting. She invited me into the house and introduced me to her children. Altogether, there were four children (all girls). The two eldest, Chelsea and Jenna, were only three years younger than me. The other two girls, Kate and Stacy, were six and eight. “Hey girls,” she said, “this is Luke. He is going to be babysitting you whilst I’m at the party. I’ll be back at eleven.” The mother exchanged goodbyes with her children before promptly driving away.

Once the mother left, I sat down
Alex put the laptop in his bag. He looked around to make sure nobody saw him. He quickly gazed at the building around him. Alex was in a mall – it was new and opened a week prior. Specifically, he was in a tech store. The mall was modern and high tech. He chose to steal from that mall because he heard that the modern security system was always glitching and failing. When he realised nobody was watching him he made a sigh of relief. He wiped the nervous sweat off his brow and walked towards the exit. As soon as he took one step out of the store, an alarm went off. The deafening sound caused Alex to panic and start running.
Alex dashed t
Darcey opened the door to her house. She held it open so Malisa, Millie and Daisy (who was pushing my pram) could walk in before entering herself. Darcey’s house wasn’t just big, it was a mansion. Darcey picked me up and started carrying me upstairs. Her friends followed, and Daisy brought the pram with her. Darcey carried me up three flights of stairs and walked through a hallway. She stopped at a door. The was painted white with the word ‘Gemma’ painted on it in pink. Darcey looked at me and grew a smile, “as you know, my dad is very rich which means I can do stuff like this all the time!”

Darcey pushed
This story you are about to read, unlike my others, is true. The reason I write and know about forced feminization is because of what happened.
I was ten years old and my mum got a call from a parent, who lived on our street, who asked if I wanted to come to their house and play with their daughter. I thought that girl, Poppy, was cool, so I agreed. I left my house, crossed the street and knocked on the door to her house. Her dad opened the door and told me that she was upstairs. I ran upstairs and walked into her room. Poppy was sitting on her bed but with two other friends, who I didn’t know were going to be there. They were called A
Dan woke up in an unfamiliar room. He rubbed his eyes, yawned and got out of bed. He scanned the area and concluded that he was in a hotel room. He sat down on the comfy bed and tried to recall what happened the night prior. After thinking for a while, he remembered being at a party. Most of that night was fun for him but he remembered getting in an argument with his sister near the end of the night. He called his sister and her friends ‘trashy slags’ and mocked them for their coloured hair and skimpy outfits. Suddenly, he remembered than the party was an early birthday party for him and that it was his birthday on that day. He th
What was James was woke at 1:30pm. He had stayed up late the previous night, thinking about the situation and panicking. Kate, Amy and James decided that he should sleep at Amy’s, so his parents wouldn’t see him. James got up from bed and tripped over his large skirt. Once he stood up again, he stumbled out of the room in his new high heels. He managed to make his way downstairs and into the kitchen, where Kate and Amy were. The girls paused their conversation and looked in James’ direction. “Good morning ladies, how was your rest?” James said before putting his hand over his mouth – he still wasn’t u
James, Amy and Kate stood outside the entrance to the funhouse with looks of fascination and excitement.
“We gonna go in?” James excitedly asked.
“Yeah, let’s go!” Kate replied. The group of friends dashed towards the attraction until Amy ordered them to halt. “Guys wait!” she said, “It says ‘Victorian Fun House for girls’ on the sign, James can’t go in!” They all paused and thought. Kate turned around and browsed the other attractions at the amusement park. “We could go on that ride there.” Kate said as she pointed towards a roller coaster. “Wait!R
With a lunchbox in your hand, you gaze around at the crowds of people and sigh. You’re in Disneyland, you should be happy but the lines for rides are too long and you can’t even find a place to sit and eat. You wade through the people surrounding you, trying to find a place to sit alone until you bump into a building.

You look up and see a giant pink house with princesses posing in pictures outside the front door. You roll your eyes at the adults posing with the characters and walk around the building. At the back of the house, you see a metal door. You shake the door handle and find out that it’s unlocked. You look around
Jim slipped the stolen key card out of his pocket. “Approved; welcome Dr Jane Francis!” the robotic voice said as the doors slowly slid open. Jim watched as all the lights in the room lit up one by one. He looked around at all the experiments contained within glass boxes. Jim took a deep breath in before walking inside the lab.

Jim walked past the tables covered with beakers filled with chemicals and began looking at the glass boxes. He took out his phone and began taking flash photos of the experiments. Many of the experiments were new animals that had been created and quarantined within the lab. He continued to walk across the
I woke up and instantly closed my eyes because of the bright pink walls and ceiling surrounding me. That was when I started to feel confused, I didn’t remember my room being pink. I slowly opened my eyes to get a better look at my surroundings. The room was the same shape as mine but looked very different. Everything from the ceiling to the carpet was bright pink. The bed I was lying in had fairies printed all over the pink duvet cover and pillows. Next to the bed was a pink nightstand with a heart shaped nightlight on it. On the other side of the room, there was a pink box ladled ‘TOYS’ and next to that was a large pink wa
I arrived at the front door at exactly 8pm and knocked. The door was answered by the mother of the kids I was going to be babysitting. She invited me into the house and introduced me to her children. Altogether, there were four children (all girls). The two eldest, Chelsea and Jenna, were only three years younger than me. The other two girls, Kate and Stacy, were six and eight. “Hey girls,” she said, “this is Luke. He is going to be babysitting you whilst I’m at the party. I’ll be back at eleven.” The mother exchanged goodbyes with her children before promptly driving away.

Once the mother left, I sat down
Alex put the laptop in his bag. He looked around to make sure nobody saw him. He quickly gazed at the building around him. Alex was in a mall – it was new and opened a week prior. Specifically, he was in a tech store. The mall was modern and high tech. He chose to steal from that mall because he heard that the modern security system was always glitching and failing. When he realised nobody was watching him he made a sigh of relief. He wiped the nervous sweat off his brow and walked towards the exit. As soon as he took one step out of the store, an alarm went off. The deafening sound caused Alex to panic and start running.
Alex dashed t
Darcey opened the door to her house. She held it open so Malisa, Millie and Daisy (who was pushing my pram) could walk in before entering herself. Darcey’s house wasn’t just big, it was a mansion. Darcey picked me up and started carrying me upstairs. Her friends followed, and Daisy brought the pram with her. Darcey carried me up three flights of stairs and walked through a hallway. She stopped at a door. The was painted white with the word ‘Gemma’ painted on it in pink. Darcey looked at me and grew a smile, “as you know, my dad is very rich which means I can do stuff like this all the time!”

Darcey pushed
This story you are about to read, unlike my others, is true. The reason I write and know about forced feminization is because of what happened.
I was ten years old and my mum got a call from a parent, who lived on our street, who asked if I wanted to come to their house and play with their daughter. I thought that girl, Poppy, was cool, so I agreed. I left my house, crossed the street and knocked on the door to her house. Her dad opened the door and told me that she was upstairs. I ran upstairs and walked into her room. Poppy was sitting on her bed but with two other friends, who I didn’t know were going to be there. They were called A
Dan woke up in an unfamiliar room. He rubbed his eyes, yawned and got out of bed. He scanned the area and concluded that he was in a hotel room. He sat down on the comfy bed and tried to recall what happened the night prior. After thinking for a while, he remembered being at a party. Most of that night was fun for him but he remembered getting in an argument with his sister near the end of the night. He called his sister and her friends ‘trashy slags’ and mocked them for their coloured hair and skimpy outfits. Suddenly, he remembered than the party was an early birthday party for him and that it was his birthday on that day. He th
What was James was woke at 1:30pm. He had stayed up late the previous night, thinking about the situation and panicking. Kate, Amy and James decided that he should sleep at Amy’s, so his parents wouldn’t see him. James got up from bed and tripped over his large skirt. Once he stood up again, he stumbled out of the room in his new high heels. He managed to make his way downstairs and into the kitchen, where Kate and Amy were. The girls paused their conversation and looked in James’ direction. “Good morning ladies, how was your rest?” James said before putting his hand over his mouth – he still wasn’t u
James, Amy and Kate stood outside the entrance to the funhouse with looks of fascination and excitement.
“We gonna go in?” James excitedly asked.
“Yeah, let’s go!” Kate replied. The group of friends dashed towards the attraction until Amy ordered them to halt. “Guys wait!” she said, “It says ‘Victorian Fun House for girls’ on the sign, James can’t go in!” They all paused and thought. Kate turned around and browsed the other attractions at the amusement park. “We could go on that ride there.” Kate said as she pointed towards a roller coaster. “Wait!R
One bright sunny day, you find a curious glowing pencil laying on the side of the road. You are immediately compelled to walk over and pick it up, and as you do, you notice a thin line being drawn from its lead into the air. Gasping in surprise, you give another flick, drawing a circle in mid air, which falls to the ground. You look around to see if anyone is watching - no one seems to be around. You decide to try something a little more complicated, and draw your name in big outlines. Once you’re finished, you grab and pull at them, and they resist your strength as if they were made out of cast iron. You laugh in amazement, and try the
Boonville. An aptly named town, as it’s about as far in the boonies as one can get. The typical routine is one of sleep, work, sleep, any and all excitement kept to a bare minimum in this town of 2,000 people, who are mostly concerned with keeping the stoic tradition of boredom alive and well in their families.

However, for one week a year everything changes. Bright lights, laughter, and visitors from all over flock to Boonville for a single reason - the Carnival.

Not the most creatively named fest, The Carnival was host to roller coasters, Tilt-A-Whirls, cotton candy, and teenage romance. Although this gathering would be laughable by
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Should I continue the Victorian Funhouse series or make a sequel with different characters in it?
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Working on a big story. It is the Forced to be a Princess series but all in one. It has rewritten parts and the story is being continued. Might make it into a book!

- Anon :)
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I hope you continue the funhouss series

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