u/SuspiciouslyActiv

All characters in this story are consenting adults of 18+ years.

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Computers are all around us these days, that isn't a particularly controversial statement. Some might even say that it's an obvious statement. Its easy to forget that this new world we live in, with digital machines all around us, isn't that particularly old. This new world requires a new breed of workers, a new breed of competency. Those are breeds which I possess and am continuously developing as a programmer.

In this specialist field which I'm engrossed in, many underestimate the power of programming socks. The gain in ability which they provide is, more often than not, shocked up to superstition, but ever since the first time I've tried them on, I've been convinced otherwise.

Ever since that day, I've dabbled in clothing of a similar nature and the more feminine it all is, the greater I find my gain in ability. I wish I could take it further, my explorations of crossdressing, because from the little I've done the more I'm convinced, femininity is power. Yet, I don't have the bravery to take it further, I just wished for someone to guide me deeper into this.

Eventually, a guide did materialize herself. One might have expected a shy introvert or a gentle homemaker to take up this mantle, but she instead appeared as someone completely different. For months I would see her in the halls, more often than not in her cheerleader uniform, engaging in gossip about anyone that wasn't in the vicinity. She was a professional hen-pecker, a mean girl, someone that many other women would have dreamed to knock down a peg.

I came to possess something which would do just that, knock her down a peg or five. That little something in question being her search history. I had to do a double take once I saw it. Every single second she spent in loneliness was spent looking at smut, comics, games and videos with a very particular bend to them. Feminization, sissification, crossdressing, chastity and cock shrinking being her most used search terms. I couldn't imagine the ridicule she would face if this was to come out.

So with weapon in hand, I sent her a little letter, telling her about just what I had found out about her and her task if she didn't want this to come out. I wanted her to feminize me, be my keyholder, ingrain feminine mannerisms into me and teach me all about the vast variety of feminine interests, all of it to the point where she could include me in her squad without incident.

With bated breath then, I waited on the spot that I had provided in the message. Where everything was to be made official between us, where the conditions could be discussed and where my training could begin.

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Hi peeps! Today I'm looking to play out an enthusiastic feminization story. I don't know about the rest of the people with this kinks, but I find humiliation through feminization to be pretty overdone at this point, as well as inadvertently insulting. It's far more interesting to me when the act is done with a willing participant, who sees the act as more of a reward than a punishment; conversely making masculinization into a punishment of sorts.

The way I imagine this starting is with the mean girl, perhaps while in the middle of one of her private little intimate sessions, receiving the message which my character has sent her. I'd love to see some of her initial thoughts and maybe some panic as she prepares herself to go out and meet this mysterious man to accept his offer.

That being said, I'm someone who enjoys having a little bit of a discussion about the coming roleplay before jumping in. So before you type out what I've described above, do feel free to ask me a few questions. Let's, for example, establish the names of our characters if you don't mind.

Kinks: feminization, chastity, pegging, femdom, dubcon, makeup, heels, crossdressing, sex toys, edging, gooning, masturbation, oral, spanking, facesitting, transformation, cock shrinking, goonettes, petplay, collars, bondage, lingerie, pubic hair and name changes.

Limits: scat, gore, vore, necro and vomit.

Ready when you are!

Computers are all around us these days, that isn't a particularly controversial statement. Some might even say that it's an obvious statement. Its easy to forget that this new world we live in, with digital machines all around us, isn't that particularly old. This new world requires a new breed of workers, a new breed of competency. Those are breeds which I possess and am continuously developing as a programmer.

In this specialist field which I'm engrossed in, many underestimate the power of programming socks. The gain in ability which they provide is, more often than not, shocked up to superstition, but ever since the first time I've tried them on, I've been convinced otherwise.

Ever since that day, I've dabbled in clothing of a similar nature and the more feminine it all is, the greater I find my gain in ability. I wish I could take it further, my explorations of crossdressing, because from the little I've done the more I'm convinced, femininity is power. Yet, I don't have the bravery to take it further, I just wished for someone to guide me deeper into this.

Eventually, a guide did materialize herself. One might have expected a shy introvert or a gentle homemaker to take up this mantle, but she instead appeared as someone completely different. For months I would see her in the halls, more often than not in her cheerleader uniform, engaging in gossip about anyone that wasn't in the vicinity. She was a professional hen-pecker, a mean girl, someone that many other women would have dreamed to knock down a peg.

I came to possess something which would do just that, knock her down a peg or five. That little something in question being her search history. I had to do a double take once I saw it. Every single second she spent in loneliness was spent looking at smut, comics, games and videos with a very particular bend to them. Feminization, sissification, crossdressing, chastity and cock shrinking being her most used search terms. I couldn't imagine the ridicule she would face if this was to come out.

So with weapon in hand, I sent her a little letter, telling her about just what I had found out about her and her task if she didn't want this to come out. I wanted her to feminize me, be my keyholder, ingrain feminine mannerisms into me and teach me all about the vast variety of feminine interests, all of it to the point where she could include me in her squad without incident.

With bated breath then, I waited on the spot that I had provided in the message. Where everything was to be made official between us, where the conditions could be discussed and where my training could begin.

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Hi DPP! Today I'm looking to play out an enthusiastic feminization story. I don't know about the rest of the people with this kinks, but I find humiliation through feminization to be pretty overdone at this point, as well as inadvertently insulting. It's far more interesting to me when the act is done with a willing participant, who sees the act as more of a reward than a punishment; conversely making masculinization into a punishment of sorts.

The way I imagine this starting is with the mean girl, perhaps while in the middle of one of her private little intimate sessions, receiving the message which my character has sent her. I'd love to see some of her initial thoughts and maybe some panic as she prepares herself to go out and meet this mysterious man to accept his offer.

That being said, I'm someone who enjoys having a little bit of a discussion about the coming roleplay before jumping in. So before you type out what I've described above, do feel free to ask me a few questions. Let's, for example, establish the names of our characters if you don't mind.

Kinks: feminization, chastity, pegging, femdom, dubcon, makeup, heels, crossdressing, sex toys, edging, gooning, masturbation, oral, spanking, facesitting, transformation, cock shrinking, collars, bondage, lingerie, pubic hair and name changes.

Limits: scat, gore, vore, necro and vomit.

Ready when you are!

Gamer Bro Game Studios was a video game company who had managed to earn millions almost overnight. Their first game was epic in scope and had been quite a risk, but it payed off big time. The profits earned from this endeavor was immediately invested back into the company, with the four former basement dwellers, who had worked online only up to this point, buying a house which would serve as company headquarters, office and dorm all in one.

These four men was as stereotypical as one could get, necks bearded, faces acne ridden, lacking personal hygiene and bodies that were less than fit. None of them had many social skills, the lead writer might have understood the concept of interaction, but that didn't help much when he was face to face with the real thing.

They were a tight-knit group who felt like they did their work just fine alone, so it might have seemed strange to see them suddenly hiring. However, these positions weren't for the typical talent. No, after a bit of a debate between the four, they had realized what all four of them missed, in this house, where the floor had steadily started to disappear under all of the trash. All four of them were in agreement, they needed some female company.

So, what else was there to do, but to search for four women who could take up employment as the solution to just this problem. The job opening was soon published.

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Hi, we're a small game studio who're looking for pleasant women in their mid to late twenties to take up work at our company. We expect you to be available at all times of the day to look over the more ordinary challenges here at our headquarters. Housing is included, as you'll be living on site for the duration of this employment. Uniforms may be introduced, but paid for by the company.

If this position interests you, then please attach a resume, a selfie, your browser history, your period tracker and which warhammer 40k faction is your favorite! Interviews will be ongoing until all four positions are filled!

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The four men present were damn near ecstatic when the request went up. None of them really had that much experience with women, other than what they saw on their "romantic" websites, hubs for everything anatomy. Many questions flew between them in the succeeding minutes, questions about their smell, taste, habits, those mythical periods which they'd heard about and, of course, the proclivities of their carnal desires as reflected through their pornography consumption. All of this was to be closely monitored and studied.

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Hello there dirtypenpals! I come to you today with the urge to explore the scenario above. Four complete nerds, who have become highly successful despite their secluding themselves to their goon-caves, invite four women to their house to be as creepy, disgusting and, with a little bit of time, as sexually aggressive as possible.

If you only want to play one woman, then that's fine with me, we can say that your character was the only one who ignored all of the job opening's red flags. However I would prefer if all four women were present, even if we mainly follow one of them, as I think some cattiness and drama between the employed would be fun to play around with. Particularly as I envision this unfolding with the women's attractiveness being slowly but surely impacted by the life that the nerds force them to live.

Despite everything above, whether it sounds like I have a plan or not, I want you to be as original as possible with your character(s). Are they fujoshi, e-girls, normies or mean girl gold diggers? It's all up to you!

Kinks: nerds, fujoshi, gooning, sex toys, ahegao, creeping, watersports, degradation, uglification, goonettes, wardrobe control, collars, orgasm control, edging, petplay, humiliation, chastity, spanking, bondage, ABDL, transformation, forced bi, pubic hair and descriptive writing.

Kinks, but I had to term them myself so please ask what they mean: pronounced cycles, womanisms and leakage.

limits: scat, gore, vore and vomit.