Today’s posting will focus on thoughts of strong women, and also some observations made by our followers on the accelerating rate of men and boys being feminized. Many women are indeed taking the lead and putting their males in skirts and dresses, as well as conditioning their minds to accept docility and submissiveness as their natural state! The New Age that is developing is quite “counter” to the traditional gender roles. How far this movement progresses will be dependent upon what women want.
Here is a thread from a women that I had contact with years ago, and her thoughts on what the future holds:
Males have ruled the world for centuries, very true. Now look at the mess of a world you have created, you should lose whatever right you had to rule!
Now look at what is happening in schools everywhere. Women are gaining over 60% of the college degrees and over 50% of the advanced degrees and their percentage has been increasing every year. Women are no longer majoring in the so called feminine areas, but instead there are more women in med school or getting a MBA, than men. In my area, engineering, women were about 15% of my graduating class about 15 years ago, now in the same school, women are 40%.
What all of this means that now and in the future, the majority of qualified candidates for high level positions, will be women.
At the same time, the nation is losing tons of manufacturing jobs, jobs that are generally male.
As a female executive, I feel I have absolutely no need for a husband but love my soft feminine wife. My wife may have been born male but ours is the exception amongst my friends. Most of these women are married to men, who are for all appearances “normal” looking guys, but they all take a subordinate position within the household of these women executives.
The dynamics of society are quickly changing. The “sissy” male may never be prevalent, but the man who accepts the fact that his mate is better educated and better prepared to lead their family in the future, may be the real man of the future.
In this same thread, here is what Lynn has done with her male wife, Harriet:
I am a male that has been out of work for almost 2 years. I used to make good money selling real estate, but now my wife, a banking VP, supports us.
At first I looked for a job selling, then for any job, and then got depressed. When I was depressed, my wife Lynn started making decisions without consulting me — just telling me what she decided. After being patient for a while, she decided one reason I was depressed was I was sitting around all day doing nothing. I’m not very handy (she is the one that fixes things) so she assigned me home making chores. Soon I was taking care of all the wifely duties: house cleaning, laundry, shopping and cooking.
As I got better at these things, Lynn began to tell me in a joking way what a good wife I was becoming. It was light hearted, but I could see she was becoming pleased with me again — as shown in the romance department which had become pretty non-existent. So, I began taking pride in my role as a good wife.
At first I just blushed when she said I was a good wife, then I said, “thank you,” and finally I began to say “I try to be.” I as I was changing my attitude, Lynn started treating me more like a loved wife. Sometimes she would give me a box of candy “for being such a good wife.” Then she would give me flowers at unexpected times and I started looking forward to these signs of appreciation. Last Valentines day she got me a very feminine wife’s card. I cried.
She said, “I think we both know that you like being my wife more than you ever liked being a husband. Being a wife suits you, but being masculine was always a strain on you, wasn’t it dear?” I blushed and said “yes, you’re right.” She said, “I got you a present to show you how much I love you as a wife.” She handed me some boxes with Valentine’s paper and red ribbon.
The first had black satin control panties. She told me to put them on and tuck myself back. I said “I’m not sure I want to be that kind of wife.” She said, “I did not ask you! I want you to start looking more like what you are. Now put them on!” I was taken aback by her forcefulness. I knew if I put them on I would she her what a complete sissy I am. Still, I felt that I had to do as she said, as I am her wife and she is the decision maker.
Next was black tights, a back satin camisole, a red silk blouse with a sissy bow at the neck, black crape slacks and black pumps with a 2″ heal. When I had all that on, she parted my hair in the middle, put barrettes on either side and told me that from now on I was the lady of the house, and would spend the next week learning to dress and act like one.
I looked at her. Inside I was all confused, but I could see that she was happy with how I was dressed. She took me over to the mirror on our closet door. I was dressed in a very soft feminine way, and she still had on her power suit from work. “Who is the lady of the house?” “I am.” “Good. I do not want you cross dressing as a man anymore.” She took me over to the vanity and made me up. “This is what I want to see when I come home from now on. Understand, Harriet?” “Yes dear.”
I was crying. I am not sure why. Partly I was confused. Partly I was crying about my lost manhood. Partly I was happy that Lynn was making me be her wife in a far more complete way. Partly I was excited and scared about my new look. I did look like a woman. Not a real pretty one, but definitely female except for my flat chest.
“In two weeks, we are going out to dinner at Rive Gauche. Tomorrow you will shave all over. You will get on line and order yourself more clothes including a nice dress for dinner. You will also learn how to pass as a woman. I do not want you embarrassing me by looking like a man in a dress. Is that clear?”
I was in shock.
After that things got better. She told me in a very loving way that she knew this was a bit of a shock, but it was the best thing for me as I obviously made a better wife than a husband. She kissed me and took me to bed to show me how much she loved the new me.
The next morning I was still in bed in baby dolls when she kissed me good bye for work. “Get up!. You have a busy day! Oh and bundle up all those things you used to cross dress in and give them to the Goodwill.” I looked puzzled. “Your men’s clothes. Bye!”
So, she just left me with the job of feminizing myself. I had to pick our everything and order it, as well as learning what to learn – make up, voice, body language and so on as well as my usual homemaking.
My feelings were confused. Did I want to be a doting wife. Part of me did. Part of me thought I should put a stop to this and be a man. Was Lynn right that this is who I really was. That I had been cross dressing as a man before, and now I was being myself. As I looked for clothes on line, I realized that I liked some styles and could see myself in them — they were the real me — but other styles just were not ME. How could that be if I was a man? Also, when my make up came, I started experimenting for hours with various “looks,” and found that I liked some more than others.
Well, I can go on, but you get it. I came to see that Lynn was right. I am a wife and need to dress and look like one.
Here is a posting from a man in a Role Reversed relationship;
Does anybody else know this feeling,
I know this feeling very well. Actually 30 years ago when I got married women’s lib had just started. I loved wearing dresses and doing household chores, while my wife was intellectually and by all her interests on the masculine side. I was fond of languages and social studies. She liked math and physics and she was definitely not a housewife. She was faster than me with her studies and started working for money. She knew that I liked the idea of a role reversal and she tolerated, if not supported it. So I became her housewife. Besides my studies it did all the household chores and the shopping. When she came home dinner was ready. I made sure that I had taken off my house dress and apron and wore a denim skirt, a nice top, tights and three inch heels instead. If you have not done it yourself, you can’t imagine the feeling of embracing a pretty long-haired woman beaming of self-confidence and power, wearing blue jeans, a leather jacket and boots while being yourself clad in a skirt and blouse.
And here is a posting from a woman that owns a hair salon, and her observations from back in 2010!
Hello, this is a very interesting forum. I have been the owner of a hair salon in California for over 20 years. Throughout the years I have seen many trends and a few things that used to shock me. Today it’s almost seems like a lot of this is going mainstream. Five years ago I get a few boys a year whose mother want something a little more girly. Recently, I seemed like I getting asked at least once a week. Over the last six months I helped probably close to 20 boys get ready for womanless beauty pageants. Most just get some basic makeup and their nails down, but a few I done a complete makeover. I even put hair extensions into 4 boys at the request of their mothers. It’s interesting hearing the mothers go on about picking out the right outfit and how much fun they have preparing for the pageant. Most of the boys seem nervous and unsure about the whole thing. While, some seem to love every minute of it and I suspect they have done this kind of thing before. What do others on the forum thing? Do you thing this has or will go mainstream anytime soon?
The Future is coming!!!