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Order Feminized In Frillies volume 6 to see how Clara Hateman imposes changes that crush Karl Jenkins and the boys of his school.



"If you were to appoint me as your Deputy, Mister Jenkins," said Clara Hateman, sitting side on to the Principal to show her fine figure to full advantage, "I can assure you I would work tirelessly to bring all one hundred and thirty of your girls to the peak of their potential. This is a life's vocation of mine. And the boys as well of course. How many boys did you say you have on roll?"

"Six," came the reply. "Only six guys but by the Gods of Hell, they're the proudest and the meanest males on the face of this earth. I swear it, they all take after me, haw, haw, haw!"

"How wonderful! Oh I can see that I am in the right place for the fullest exercise of my powers." She beamed the sweetest of lipstick smiles at Karl Jenkins, giving his chauvinistic heart quite a flutter. He had already decided to appoint this darling woman, as soon as he saw the photograph on her application form with the information that she was still single at the age of 40. His intent was doubled by the shape of her legs as she dangled one of her high heels in the air for him to admire.

"I just love your name, Clara. Miss Hateman, haw, haw, haw. The boys'll love that for a laugh." He straightened his tie, turned the folder round so that the new appointee could sign, and pushed it across his walnut desk, followed by his own pen in rolled gold. "Please sign here, my dear."

Clara Hateman had him where she wanted him. With her foot inside the door of Emily Crushman College, in the form of a signed contract to confirm her permanent position on the staff, she would be quids in to turn the tables on these despicable males - and on this stupid jerk in particular. Her eagle eye skimmed the text to make sure, and signed on the dotted line.

"Thank you. I'll keep this," and the rolled gold pen went into her safe-like purse. She got to her feet opposite the surprised looking principal. "The first thing is: get your clothes off."

She was on her way round the table and bearing down on him as he begged to question what she meant.

"You heard me, mouse-face. STRIP!" and to add force to her orders she grabbed him by the lapels, spun him round and wrenched his still-fastened jacket to his elbows.

"M-Miss Hateman, what are you do- "

Karl Jenkins could see this wasn't some kind of high-spirited celebration of her interview success: the blackness of her frown and the set of her jaw was far too bitter for that. His trousers were round his knees as he struggled to get her hands off him, then his boxers, and in twenty seconds flat he was standing naked in front of his new Deputy Headmistress, holding his hands over his privates. "I - I don't understand, Clara. Why are you behaving like this?"

"THIS is why," she cried, flourishing the contract and slotting it into her briefcase. "Neither you nor the board can get rid of me, Jenkins, especially since my friend Hilary Sweetlove is the Chairwoman. There are some pretty big changes going to happen, starting with the new Principal."

"The new Principal? What d'you mean. I'M the Principal."

"Not any more you're not. You'll find that I am."

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PRIM has written more than 50 stories about sissy shame and the delicious workings of feminization. Click the titles to read two of them.
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Order Feminized In Frillies volume 4 to see how the nurses realise they must get every sissy into a state of high excitement to make sure they come up squirting.



"What we need most of all, Miss Hateman, is sissies who look like they should have been born girls: pretty face, alabaster skin, soft malleable flesh and a pathetic "Please wank me" look on those big girly eyes."

"You've gottit, Miss Graff. I know exactly which wimps we can feature, and if you want them to ejaculate - ?"

"It's absolutely crucial that they ejaculate," added Vanda March, the second official from Channel 4 TV. "There's nothing women viewers like more than seeing males who 'can't do it for real' actually doing it when they're reduced to a parody of femininity. Plenty of wanking, plenty of sucking, and close-ups of their faces as they peak in their pleasure at the same time as they climax in their panties."

"Of course, this is what the Hateman Foundation is all about," cried Sylvia Hateman lifting her ample bosom with a deep inhalation of pride. "If you can arrange several camera angles I am sure our nurse and our sissies can do the rest."

Just one short minute after the women from Channel 4 had left, Sylvia Hateman stood in the middle of the sissy playroom to announce the news. "We will play hosts to the women of Channel 4, girls. They want to showcase The Hateman Foundation's sissies as examples of males who have been reduced to impotent sexlessness." Her nurses exchanged looks of delight as they listened. "Obviously we'll include Baby Bobby Bunting, Sissy Cheryl and Sissy Frilly-Willy. They owe us one at Channel 4 after we provided them with sissies when they wanted to produce that sexless extravaganza last September, so here we are. They are gifting us this opportunity to put our name on the map with some of the progressive girling techniques we are pioneering here at the Foundation."

The sissies who were lying scattered on the floor in various states of undress were all ears too. All of them were alarmed at the news. Wouldn't this mean that their faces - and possibly even their tummies and their cocks - would be made public knowledge on the media? There were splutters of objection and one or two of them burst into tears but the nurses applied pacifiers on all sides. Sissies in high chairs had their wrist straps applied to keep them in place, while sissies on the cushions were fastened with their legs wide apart to make sure they didn't try to stand up and reach an exit door.

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