#officemaid

A year ago, poor Adam here moved away from his home town of Hexley, after his former girlfriend, Carla, discovered his sissy maid fetish. She dumped him and fearing she would tell everyone, he moved to live with his auntie and work for her.

Even though he was the only man in a office full of women, things were good, he never thought about Carla, and he had even just moved out of his auntie's large house into an apartment of his own.

But this morning his auntie called him into her office where the dress he now wore was on a tailors dummy, next to her. Not giving him time to think, she had him dressed in it and the accessories, and gagged. She stood before him and told him she had found out about his little secret and said it wasn't fair not to be his true self, not on the women he worked with or himself. Wondering how she knew, she led him by the hand and into the main office room. After the laughter and cheering died down, he heard a familiar voice behind him. He spun round to see Carla! His auntie then said to everyone that Carla was to be the new office manager, and he was to be a maid for everyone. More clapping and laughter and cheers ensued, and when it died down again, Carla could hear he was desperately trying to plead through his gag. Walking over to him, she sushed him with a finger to her lips, span him around and lifted the front of his skirts and petticoats. In his shocked state he hadn't noticed he was fully stiff under his knickers and now it's full 4 inches was making a little tent pole them. The women erupted in laughter and a few even started stroking the front of his knickers, he was shaking his head, and begging through his gag for them to stop as he was on the verge of cumming, but they persisted and inevitably he started spasming as he squirted his sissy cream all over the inside of his panties. The women were in uncontrollable fits of laughter and after about 10 minutes they calmed down enough for Carla to say to him, 'Oh dear sweetie, we haven't got another pair, you'll just have to stay in them I'm afraid. It might be a good thing though, as I'm driving you back to Hexley to pay a little visit, and I've planned a little walk down the high street, I'm sure you'll get excited again and have an accident. And then we're going to pay your mummy a visit'.

The once almighty sales executive Mike, had been failing miserably in the last few months. So his boss, Ms Wood, decided to put him to use at something he might be good at, serving the all female staff at the office.

As he was being lead to the office to start his new role, Ms Wood had to stop him from trying to get away.

After Andrew's wife turned him into her sissy maid, he hadn't been at work for quite a while. He was the operations director of a company, so his absence was obviously noticed. So she invited Jessica, who'd been filling his role while he hadn't been there, over to see how he was.

Needless to say, it was a humiliating afternoon for Andrew, being exposed in his pink satin baby maid outfit and nappies. But the final indignity came when, before Jessica left, his wife had her feed him his bottle of sissy formula, followed by a bottle of her special apple juice.

Russell was the last male employee of Julia's multi-million pound exclusive dress making firm. Over the last two years all the other men who'd worked there had left, probably due to the overly feminine surroundings of the offices.

The women used to joke behind his back about getting Russell to put on a fashion show for them. These were only meant in jest, but Julia then said that she would be able to get him in dresses and make him the office maid. The others took her up on the challenge.

Her plan was to invite him round to her house to help her with some jobs around her house. She'd planned to slowly get him to just wear an apron, then heels, and then try and get him into a spectacular maids dress She'd had made for him. She thought this might take a few weeks, but to her suprise, she had him in an apron heels on the first day. As she thought about trying to get him into the maids dress the next day, she looked over her shoulder at one of the hidden cameras that the women were watching proceedings on their laptops at home. With a knowing smile, she was confident that on Monday morning, she would be leading him into the office by a leash dressed in a flamboyant pink French maids sissies dress, ready for his new role.