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Demale Society Training Manual #46

Danny, Dr. Lucy's Nephew

At first, I bought many of the Demale Society manuals and found them very interesting in their approach and methods to retrain the minds and panty bait the boys and men needed to mold them into faggy pantywaists or sissy hubbies. I am not married and have no children of my own, but I did have an opportunity to do some 'proactive demaling' of my own when Danny, my nine-year-old nephew became a huge problem for his parents. He was a hyperactive and very destructive kid. My brother and his wife were ready to put him on heavy drugs and turn him into a vegetable on the advice of the school nurse until I told them about the Demale Society’s approach to handling problem boys like Danny.

My brother said flat out that he didn’t want me to turn his son into a sissy and asked if there were any other approaches. I reminded him he had already tried everything else imaginable, including two mild versions of mind-control drugs, and nothing had been working. I hadn’t revealed to my brother the full force of a ‘demaling’ attack on a boy, but he and his wife finally agreed that Danny being taught feminine skills and ways of acting was worth a try. I saw Danny as a chance for me to hone my skills using Demale Society techniques. Honestly, I doubted if some of those things would work with my nasty little nephew, but I had seen the results other Society members had with their boys, so I wanted to try. I studied those Society manuals and asked for advice from other members, and then I had Danny’s parents send him to live with me for two weeks during the summer under the guise of their having to go out of town for a conference for my brother’s work as a computer programmer.

As soon as Danny arrived I secretly started him on a heavy hormone regimen and began using the demaling techniques I had learned. Prior to his arrival, I had gone out and added many sexy and very feminine clothes to my own wardrobe, which as a doctor tended to be pretty drab and unsexy! Plus I got nice little girlie items in his size for starters. After his arrival, I knew I had to immediately get the upper hand with him and shock him into paying attention to me, so here's what I did: At bedtime that first night (after giving him a sedative in his mashed potatoes at dinner), I had him join me in my bedroom to talk, and while we talked, I told him it was getting close to bedtime and I needed to do my nighttime routine but he could stay and talk with me because I found the things he had to say so interesting..

So as he prattled on about school, his buddies and how he was sure everything -- except his demanding parents and teachers -- was cool in his life, I complimented him on how he was able to do what he wanted to do and not be restricted by the demands of older people who didn't understand him and his needs.

Then he went goggly-eyed as I began undressing down to my bra and panties (a new and very fancy set in pink with pale blue edging and frilly little bits of lace and bows - a girlie-girlie style of lingerie I never thought I would ever be attracted to wearing before becoming a member). Now scantily clad in my bedroom with him watching me, I continued talking to him like nothing was unusual. For over an hour, he didn’t budge – or stop gawking at me – as I removed the little bit of makeup I do use and then let my hair down. I pretended to be tired and asked him if he would brush out my hair. He jumped at the opportunity to get close to me, and while standing next to my bra and panty-covered body I was sure the heavy sprays of my exotic 227 perfume helped lure him into a new, very feminine world. Almost instantly, gone was the wild boy as he tried his best to brush my shoulder-length hair. I could tell he wanted to do a good job because he kept asking me if he was doing it right, and I kept telling him to get closer and to put his hand on my shoulder to steady himself as he brushed. I would periodically do a quick turn and his hand would accidentally come close to touching my bra-covered breast.

It did take the better part of a week for the hormones to really do some good and bring down his hyperactive ways, but my daily lingerie shows, mild sedatives and the psychological games I played on him kept him interested and took their toll on him.