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Dear Auntie Helga, Why oh why did I not learn of sissification earlier, following on from a belligerent husband who thankfully passed away I had an idle, surly, self centred son who considered women as menials. I cannot recall why I took Michael away with me but it has been a miracle. He became besotted with Theresa (I think an older woman fantasy) and she drew him in like a lamb to the slaughter. It was after we arrived back home and Michael was hopelessly in love that I learnt of Theresa's treatment of her deceased husband. She realised that Michael had been a problem and asked if I was interested in teaching him a lesson. I was curious and after some long chats agreed so a tentative scheme was hatched. Theresa would ring Michael at least twice a day and he couldn't sleep or eat, then she asked if he would help out as her maid was due for holidays. He leapt at the chance and the seed was sown. I will not go into details as Michael has explained in his letter but as his conversion progressed I became more and more engrossed and could not believe the change and his submission, I think that he initially thought it was a joke but as time went by became more entrapped. I was utterly surprised but selfishly smug when I managed to coerce him into his first visit down to the village and looking back he didn't look that much of a sissy compared to now, he was beside himself but I knew then that he had passed the point of no return. After he went to stay with Theresa I sold up and bought a unit a couple of blocks away which has turned out really well as Michael comes once a week and does all my cleaning, washing and ironing, plus he has become quite the little cook so I go over for meals a couple of times a week, then after dinner we chat while Michael plays with his doll. Theresa has him well and truly trained, her house is spotless and Michael organises all the accounts, gardening and other daily chores, this allows Theresa and myself to thoroughly enjoy life as one should. However we can always find fault somewhere and it has become ritual that after showering and changing into his pyjamas Michael presents himself for a summary of the day and the slipper, initially I thought Theresa was harsh as he normally receives twenty good whacks but I am convinced it has done him the world of good. I guess I have become a fanatic (maybe it is the late awakening), whereas Theresa is more conventional in her attitude to sissification, content with Michael carrying out a maids role. I introduced 8" platform stilettos' and to his credit he has mastered these rather well, it is a big change to see him straight backed mincing along compared to the slouch of old. When I saw the ballet boots I had to get them, but due to his extra duties looking after Theresa's sister we have delayed their introduction though we had him wear them the day arrived and all he could do was crawl around and cry to take them off. He now tells us how delightful it is to change from heels into his slippers at night and to his credit he has found some lovely big fluffy styles on the internet. I won't continue further as we want Michael carry on with his story but I cannot thank you enough for your website, I only wish I had found it earlier though I do not think I would have managed to control Michael without Theresa's help. Thank you so much and keep up the marvellous work Judith Thank you for your letter Judith. I hope other mother's will take note of your late awakening and institute a program for their own son soon. Auntie Helga |