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ForcedForced cross dressing leaves no worrisome options for Aaron. Not once his parents came outside looking for him. Where he was hiding in the shed. All summer long he had been dressing as a girl, now it was time for all to know.

 
When we went to the salon, he came to keep me company. But after a few minutes the salon owner took a special interest in a “girl” like him. So we tricked him into getting his hair and make-up done. Telling him that the deadline for applying for jobs today. Also that they was not hiring boys.
 

Forced cross dressing, only girl clothes now.

 
“Since you would be a cross dressing girl, or trans, forced feminization then they would hire you to work on an all girls campus. The woman I know there does the hiring, and she is always looking for new girls”, the salon owner told him. He was desperate for a job, at first he was so nervous, I had to talk him into filing out the application.
 
Getting the job was easy, they called him back the next day. When he asked if he could come to work as a boy, they laughed. Because we knew what Aaron didn’t know, he was meant to be a girl. A cross dressing girl like him has so much to offer, we just had to make him stick to pantyhose and out of pants. All summer long, we had him walking, talking, dressing, head to toe, cross dressing.
 
We got rid of those dreadful boy clothes, and then we did great until Aaron’s parents came for a visit. When they came to visit, he realized he had misplaced his boy clothes. And hid in the shed, until his parents came out and found him. When they asked where he was, Aaron spoke in his girl voice, and they knew.
 

Forced to be a girl.

 
After I told them to come upstairs so we could figure this all out, it was surreal. Seeing Aaron fidget in front of his parents, and them seeing him as a girl. Sitting with his hands in his lap, and wearing a skirt. His mother and father kept looking at him, and drilling him with questions. “How did you accidentally get a job as a girl? How did you get rid of your boy clothes? And how do you wear heels, when you are use to tennis shoes”, his Mother Mrs. Stanford asked.
 
After a few tense minutes, I explained about the job. Then also explained he would be dressing like a woman longer. His job wanted to keep him, and help pay for education expenses. Boy’s did not get that kind of assistance. Forced cross dressing girls on the other hand, they do. His father stayed quiet but his mother, she had much to say in a humiliating way. “KATHY…or perhaps I should call you what they call you at work, MISS STANFORD, you seem to walk, talk, and act like a woman well.” “Instead of getting boy clothes. We should have a girls day shopping spree to prepare for the changes of .. Aaron into Kathy.”, his mother continued
 

Forced to change sexes.

 
“Kathy you come along with, Kiana and me, so you can learn”, Mrs Stanford said. After I advised both parents of the sex and name change Aaron would be undertaking. “It will stop Aaron having to explain to all his professors and colleagues, about him cross dressing. And then going from a cross dresser to being a transgender. And that way they will just call him Kathy, or Miss Stanford”, I said with a smile. Getting my way with forced cross dressing, and so much more to be said. Story will continue stay tuned.