Hello Sweetie.
I am M.
But you can call me Nanny.
I am going to look after you for your Mummy.
Isn't that going to be nice?
Your Mummy has said that you are going to be a good boy.
That's very nice.
Yes, I know that she is your wife. But she wants you to call her Mummy.
She wants you to be a good boy.
I like good boys.
And do you know what makes a good boy?
That's right sweetie. A good boy does what his Mummy tells him to do.
And what did Mummy tell you about me?
That's right, poppet.
Mummy wants you to do what I tell you to do.
You see, I am a doctor of Psychology, and my specialty is training boys.
Training boys to be good. To learn how to fit in with the new world.
A world where Women are in control.
Where Women tell them what to do.
Where good boys do what Women want.
Where good boys obey.
Come over here, sugar plum.
Let me look at you.
What a sweetie.
But what’s this?
What’s that horrid hair?
We can’t have that!
Mummy likes you to be smooth and shaved.
You can’t wear stockings when you’re all disgusting and hairy.
And Mummy wants you to wear stockings.
So Nanny is going to remove all the nasty hair. Going to wash it all away.
No more pretending to be a man. Mummy doesn’t like men. Dirty, smelly creatures.
No, we’re getting rid of men.
We just want Women. And Girls. Lots of Women and Girls.
And maybe we’ll keep a few boys. Just for fun.
And the boys will do what they are told. By the Women. By the Girls.
So your legs are going to be smooth.
They are going to wear stockings.
Do they feel nice when you walk?
I know they do.
So nice of Nanny to get rid of that horrid hair.
So nice to be smooth and clean.
You will never be a Girl.
But at least you can please Mummy by becoming the sort of boy she wants.
Obedient. Weak. Docile.
The sort of boy that every Mummy wants.
Bend over the leather couch.
That's it.
I want your little bottom in the air, where I can inspect it.
I'm just going to put on this rubber glove.
Here's a little cream.
Oh is it a bit cold?
Stay still. I don't want to have to tie you down.
Not today, anyway.
Open wide. Open wide for Nanny.
Don't resist it.
That's it.
This is called a prostate examination.
Necessary for your health.
Hold still.
I am just going to put this inside you.
Some people call it a butt plug, or anal control rod.
There used to be an expression.
'Spare the rod, spoil the child'.
And Mummy doesn't want a spoiled child.
But I like to call it an insert. It’s not rude, or smutty. It’s just a procedure. To remind you who’s in control.
So you are going to be inserted most of the time from now on.
Mummy wants it.
Nanny want it.
So you will do it.
You will be inserted, for Nanny, for Mummy.
That's it. The insert is inside you.
Reminding you who is in control.
Feeling pleasure. Feeling shame.
How does that feel, sweetie?
Turn around.
Do you feel ashamed?
Well that's natural.
It's good for boys to feel ashamed when they are displaying to a superior.
It's good to feel shame, and awe, and fear, and excitement.
So do you feel excited?
Well...
I can see someone is excited!
What's this ugly little thing called?
Big Peter?
Oh I don't think so.
I don't think so at all.
That is your birth defect.
That is what distinguishes the inferior male from the superior female.
It is a deformed clitoris, and should always be called by a female name.
I think little Petronella would be a lovely name for her.
Petsy for short.
Yes, I like little Petsy.
Let's see how short little Petsy is.
Lie on the couch.
That's it, poppet.
Hands behind your head.
I don't want you touching little Petronella.
Boys shouldn't play with their little deformities.
They are not allowed to.
Time to measure up.
Measure up for some clothes.
Petsy is going to love dressing up.
She's such an ugly little girl.
But maybe we can make her pretty.
Silks. Satin. Maybe sometimes leather or rubber.
Maybe Petsy is a kinky little girl!
Once we've measured you we can order some special clothes for her.
Some figure training. A corset perhaps.
She's not very big.
Only 5 inches long!
But quite wide.
Quite a fat bottomed little girl.
Yes definitely a corset.
Maybe a reduction sleeve in silk.
Slippery and tight.
To make Little Petronella even smaller, more delicate, more feminine.
A silky reduction sleeve.
To belittle. To reduce. To control.
I’ve got a little pink ring I’m going to put round Petsy's bottom now. That’s it! Nice and firm.
Mummy tells me that you are often playing with little Petsy.
That you play with her even though Mummy has asked you not to.
Well that is going to stop.
Only I am allowed to play with Little Petronella.
Or Mummy herself. If she wishes.
If she can bring herself to touch your deformity.
Maybe she will, if Petsy is pretty enough.
Is obedient.
But not you. Never you.
That's my job.
I like playing with Girls.
I think I prefer playing with Girls to boys.
So if Little Petronella is a Girl, I may play with her.
Actually I think Girls do prefer Girls to boys.
And Women definitely prefer Women to men.
That's why we don't allow men any more.
Not since Women took power.
Not since the Gynarchy.
That's why you are still a boy. Aged 54.
And that's why you have a Mummy wife. And a Nanny.
And since the Gynarchy we Women don't have to suffer those deformities, those birth defects trying to push inside us. We never liked it, and now we don't have to pretend.
Those birth defects can be tamed. Trained. Controlled. Feminised. Turned from ugly to pretty. Or removed. There are going to be a lot of removals in the new world. A world without men. Where Women are always in charge.
And we can take the Pleasure we choose. With other Women. Because no mere male can know how to truly please a Women, it takes a Woman to do that. Or a Girl. But not a male. Not a boy.
Celebrating our gender. Celebrating our sex.
And taking control of boys. Enforcing our power. Our control. Our supremacy.
Celebrating our power.
Training good boys. Who do what we tell them. Who obey.
Yes. I like that. Loving Girls and taming boys.
The way it should be.
I like that a lot.
Enjoying my freedom.
Exercising my power.
Taking control.
For now, this pink ring will do, but
next time, I’m going to put a little choker round Petsy.
It's got this clever chip.
It has a motion sensor that tells me if you are playing with her.
So I will know.
And if you do that I will have to punish you.
Mummy wants me to punish you.
If you are not a good boy.
If you don't do what Mummy tells you.
If you don't do what I tell you;
What I tell you.
And I'll tell you a secret. I will enjoy punishing you.
It excites me to punish boys. It excites me to assert my control.
I think cruelty is so exciting.
Cruel Girls, submissive boys.
Loving cruelty.
For your own good.
So now Petsy is wearing her choker.
So pretty.
She obviously likes it.
A lot.
She likes her choker.
She likes her new name.
She likes being under Nanny's control.
Nanny M's complete control.
So now I want you to do something for me.
I want you to lie down. Lie down flat.
I’m going to sit on your face.
I want you to submit.
Submit.
Every time I say the word 'Submit', I want you to get ready for me. For me to sit on your face.
Sit on your face.
That’s what I like doing.
That’s what all Women like doing.
It’s a symbol of our control. Our power.
Taking pleasure from your submission.
Over and over again.
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Now I want you to ask me something.
I want you to ask me to play with little Petsy.
Please Nanny, please will you play with little Petronella.
Say it. Say it.
I want to be a good boy.
I want to please Mommy.
I want to do what Nanny says.
That's a good boy.
And I will. I will play with little
Petsy.
But first I am turning on this camera, so Mommy can watch Petronella's playtime. So she can have a recording. To watch again. And to show her Girlfriends. To show her Girlfriends how her boy is under Feminine control.
And I am putting these silky panties over your face.
Your Nanny's worn panties.
Tight. Over your nose, so you can smell your Nanny's heavenly scent.
So you can surrender to Mommy's control.
To Nanny's control.
Good boy.
Good boy.
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