Love Mikey's comments almost as much as the story! He should start writing his own, what a vision of loveliness he creates.

I almost forgot but Lord Cedric would certainly have a shocking pink broad satin sash tied tightly around his waist fastened at his left side in an enormous bow with a large diamond clasp in the middle. Hence there would be diamonds in his hair, at his neck, in his ears, on his fingers, at his side and on his steepling boots!

More thoughts on Lord Cedric

Lord Cedric's lingerie was always colour coordinated with his outfit so let us imagine that his corset for today was in shocking pink satin, very heavily boned and long length so that it started just below his budding breasts at the front and also high at the back sothat his pretty shoulder blades were nicely highlighted' It reached down to just above his bottom which now stood out beautiful and pert. Let us also imagine that there were masses of lace frills top and bottom and in vertical columns down the corset. We can be certain that he would feel much more comfortable now that he was corsetted and he would be used to the shallow breaths necessary
His silk stockings were in baby pink with a seam up the back which, of course, was dead straight and held tightly in place by the 10 suspemders each of which had a small diamond on the clasp. His dearest Mama was very generous with his clothing allowance and always loved to see him in his finest lingerie.

At this point he would surely use the full length mirrors to admire himself and to check that the corset was fully closed at the back and that he was down to say, 20inches!

We know that Lord Cedric was very well endowed and, of course, his beautiful penis woud be fully extended and pointing upwards from the ocean of expensive lace at the bottom of the corset. We can now imagine the 'Milk Maid' again giving him comfort by stroking the enormous rod until it gave its usual massive eruption before falling flacid. We know that Lord Cedric had a monthly 'period' but let us imagine that this is now over and he will probably require the services of the Milk Maid many times today.

The massive penis and the pretty smooth scrotum would now be encased in a pink satin sac, tied tightly at the top and then, via a string at the bottom pulled back between his legs and fastened to the rear of the corset. Although this would initially be rather uncomfortable Lord Cedric would know that it would maintain a smooth front and not embarrass any ladies present.

Next the young Lord would sit at the dressing table for his make-up to be applied. We know that he wore make-up (who does not?) and that he was very fussy about it especially if he was meeting Lady Daphne so let us imagine him being very elaborately made up with foundation, blusher, many layers of eye shadow, perfect lipstick, false lashes (were they available in Edwardian times?). This could well take 2 hours with several maids fussing over him. At the same time his beautiful long blonde hair would be combed out and put into his preferred style - pulled back from his face and fastensd with a large pink satin bow possibly further held in place by a large diamond clasp. For a special occasion he may possibly have had other smaller bows each highlighted with a diamond in his hair. We do not know if Lord Cedric had pierced ears but it seems reasonable to assume that such a pretty young man would have piercings to show off part of collection od diamond earrings.

At the conclusion of this process Lord Cedric would be truly beautiful, a gorgeous young man with large blue eyes with a doe-like expression, full generous lips and perfect skin and complexion'

Let us now continue with the rest of his costume. We know that Lord Cedric wore beautiful silk bloomer under his trousers with copious expanses of expensive lace showing below the trousers. Let us imagine that today he was going to wear a daring pair of short trousers finishing above the knee so the shocking pink bloomers would finish above the knee alao and would be fastened at his back.
For coordination let us imagine that his blouse was also of shocking pink silk. fastened with pearl buttons at the back and with copious quantities of lace at the front, at his neck and ar his wrists. We know that Lord Cedric's delicate hands were often obscured by the lace at his wrists and that he had to make a charming sissy gesture to use his hand. We are not told but it would surely be the case that the pretty young Lord would never appear in public ungloved and we can imagine a maid fitting on each hand and forearm a tightly fitting glove in the finest glace leather, in baby pink for this outfit - so tight that the beautiful  young Lord would be able to do very littlt with his hands. With the pearl buttons of the blouse fastened at each wrist the hands would be firmly enclosed.

For this outfit his short trousers would be in the finest baby pink duchesse satin, fitted tightly at the waist, flaring slightly over the hips and then fastened with diamond clasps just above each silk clad knee. His Eton jacket would be in the same material perfectly styled to show off his narrow waist and cut to hint at his budding breasts. He would be a vision in pink, shocking pink for his blouse and the enormous amounts of lace trimming, baby pink for his shorts and jacket.

Now for his footwear! We know that Lord Cedric wore 2 and 4 inch heels. Perhaps he might have also sometimes worn 6 or even 8 inch or even higher heels, Perhaps he sometimes wore ballet boots (would they have been available in Edwardian times, perhaps some costume historian ca enlighten me?). Let us imagine that today it was indeed ballet boots in baby pink patent leather,laced at the back with each cross over point of the laces covered in a small diamond and with a pattern of diamonds on the front of each foot. With 10 inch heels he would naturally only be able to stand on his very tip-toes and take only small steps.

Once the boots had been fitted his outfit would almost be complete. Perhaps he would have opted for some diamond rings over his gloves and probably a large diamond clasp at his throat nestling among the sea of expensive chantilly lace. It might have been appropriate for a pretty young Lord such as he to carry a slim walking cane topped in silver and studded in diamonds. We can imagine him examining himself in the mirrors to ensure that everything was just so and that he would be a credit to his dearest Mama. Perhaps he would walk up and down to make sure that he could walk gracefully in his steepling boots. Being a well brought up young gentleman he would certainly thank his maids for completing his toilette and we can imagine them all curtseying deeply with the more bold ones making sure that he could catch a glimpse of their frilly knickers.

He would now be ready to join his dearest Mama for lunch. At all times of course there would be a maid or two to see to any costume requirements which might arise and naturall the Milk Maid would never be far away!

Let us now leave Lord Cedric as he descends the sweeping staircase to greet his dearest Mama with a charming curtsey. We may return later as we know that Lord Cedric often dined 'en femme' in a beautiful gown with noo doubt sumptious underpinnings and this would make another splendid imagining!

This was my first experience of Anne Browning but it will not be my lasy, it was brilliant! As an East London 'boi' I was particularly taken with the character of Lord Cedric and his relationship with his mother. The idea of transformation of bad boy to good girl is an old one but I loved the way that Cedric remained aboy - just.

The descriptions of his outfits and lifestyle are superb with lots of detail but enough missing for us to imagine other details.

I can imagine him waking at around 9am and being served a light breakfast by one of his maids, having been helped to sit up as he would not be able to do this himself owing to the strictures of his night corset which I am sure he would have to wear. Over the corset of course he would have a beautiful silk nightdress lavishly lace trimmed. He would probably wear gloves overnight to protect his hands and he might even be hand fed by his maid.

His breakfast eaten he would then start his lengthy toilette. This might start with an urgently needed milking with the maid stroking his satin clad penis until he erupted. To go to the bathroom he would require some 4 inch heel bedroom mules since he probably found walking without a heel very uncomfortable, he may have had an operation to make it virtually impossible to walk on flat feet.

After removing his nightdress, corset and gloves, he would then be helped to the bathroom.

He would naturally sit to urinate and it is unthinkable that he would have to clean his own bottom, a maid with scented cloths would have been on hand for this.

His bath having been drawn, he would be handed into the scented water and intimately washed by his maids, his entire hairless body and his long hair. This would be a long process to ensure perfect hygiene. His mother would probably have insisted that he also be douched at least one but Cedric would probably have enjoyed the scented anal clear-out.

His bathing complete, the serious business of dressing would commence beginning with perfuming and powdering with expensive cosmetics. This would then continue wiyh severe corsetting for which there would be a corset bar in his dressing room. We are not given Cedric's waist measurement but was it 24, 22 even 20 inches or less?
We are told of 6 suspenders on his corser, perhaps sometimes ha had 8 or 10. In any event his silk stockings would be tightly fastened with pwefectly straight seems!

Let us leave Cedric newly corsetted and stockinged admiring the way in which the corset pushed up his budding girlish breasts.

I will return to the rest of his dressing later.

This might be Anne Browning's best yet. I always read her stories in the company of dear sissy friends all dressed in our best lingerie! Oh to be in Lord Cedric's beautiful high heels and satin, I would feel like I had died and gone to sissy heaven. As ever, her descriptions of outfits are scrumptious and I find myself nearly coming in my best knickers. Please, please keep it up.

Bad story.
Silvia.

Usually in this type of story I end up sympathizing with the feminized male as the punishment so often is way beyond what fits the crime.  Not so this time.  You have written David as such a thouroughly amoral despicable man that he being forced into playing the loving submissive wife to the type of man he absolutely detests, and loving mother to the child of the woman he raped, a child he dislikes, all because he has become a sex slave to what he considers perverted desires is fitting.  He gets what he deserves and what the ladies' want ... if revenge is their only goal.

By having Lady Beatrice agonize over each step, you have avoided her becoming just a manipulating bitch, but by giving her satisfaction in David's imprisonment you have also made her not the self-sacrificing martyr mother.  In other words you have written her just right as human.  Great job.  

I have only one reservation.   I feel Lady Beatrice being satisfied with Daphne as she is at the end of the story does not fit with how you have written her.
 
If the doctor knew the chinese methods for feminizing a male. she would have known the chinese method for inducing lactation in a feminized male.   I think the Lady Beatrice, as you wrote her, would have allowed, in fact demanded, that Daphne breast feed the child.   All through the story you emphasized that she loved her child and while revenge was delightful in terms of her son, that love, even the tough love you wrote her as displaying, would not allow her, I believe, to let her child, her new daughter, be unhappy forever, which would be the case if lust, a lust she considers humiliating, is her only motivation for accepting her role.  If the goal is reformation, than a perpetually bitter David/Daphne will never be truly reformed.  Forcing Daphne to nurse the child might very well create the strong maternal bond that would make love rather than lust the key to her accepting her role.  This would, I think, better fit the character you wrote for Lady Beatrice.   Sending your child to a purgatory from which there is at least a chance "she" will emerge a better person is one thing and can be done out of love; sending your child to Hell is quite another.  This would also be best for the child, to have a truly loving mother.  While Daphne as is may be able to fool ceddy, the child will no his mother doesn't really love him.

I loved the descriptions of the clothes, I would like to have had that same skill applied to the beauty and hair makeovers.

A lovely story again. Keep on writing.

This is more than a wonderfully illuminate period piece.  It is a historical retrospective of the times, rich in the elegant textures, fashions, mood and spirit of the times. Anne's depiction of this forgotten era gives us a unrivaled glimpse into the social & cutlural moralism which engendered modern feminism.  And no one has done it better!
A more befitting commentary then that offered by Priscilla Bouffant (below) on this story I cannot imagine.  But it is seemingly unimaginable that a virtuoso like Anne Browning would ever consider putting out for bid her artistic integrity to satisfy some silly whim.  Imagine if Shearspeare had not to suffer: "Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer, The slings and arrows of outragious fortune..."

Anne my dear, you've done it again! I truly adore your stories, my precious one! I love the way you force-femme your characters. Their wardrobes are delicious. I nearly fainted when I read how you had David whipped by his maid. It's truly enchanting and sexually tensioning to have this boy so intensely dislike his transformation yet be forced to engage in it. Being a hair aficianado I really enjoyed Daphne's "side combed" first "do".Please dear, keep the story as is. In the past I've taken reader's suggestions as to changes they'd like to see and sacrificed my artistic integrity. We eagerly await part 2. Thank you! Sincerely, Prissy Bouffant.

The story looks very promising. Only, to make it more interesting, I would drop the mesmerizing part. This takes all the fun out of transformation. I have nothing against feminizing against one's will (at least in fiction-)), but if the hero does not realize what is going on most of the time and is totally brainwashed/hypnotized, one can as well write about a dummy. Brainwashing the main character is an easy way out, in a way, because it makes it unnessecary to describe what the hero really thinks and feels. Make David accept his transformation because he has no other options - not because he is brainwashed. Show us how he slowly accepts his new role because it is demaded by the victorian society, but not because he is on drugs. In my opinion, this would make for a more satisfying story. But then again, you are the author and you have deffinetely done a good job here.