Help Me Rhonda

The Secret is Out

Secret societies have existed for thousands of years. Many are groups of guys looking to have some fun or share ideas or build friendships. Some are just plain dumb while others are bizarre. The secret society I introduce you to today falls into the bizarre category. It is a new secret society, too, brought on by modern technology.

The name is forbidden by anyone in the know to speak its name with anyone other than members. But I can tell you what they do. This men’s club allows men to explore their sexuality in a way never possible before. Let me be absolutely clear; this is not a gay club. Rather, the men use modern medical technology to make themselves look as feminine as possible.

A meeting looks like a women’s event, the men are so perfectly coiffed. It really is a pleasant evening of sharing ideas, talking politics and exploring how far each man is willing to go in their transformation. Each member gently prods other members to make the final leap to full woman.

Walter is getting close to making the leap to full woman. The encouragement is all he needed to decide he wants to be a real woman. The club pays for the medical treatment making it a no-brainer for someone like Walter. It is not just pretending to be a woman that excites him; he wants to be a woman all the time.

Walter is known as Mary at the meetings. His makeup is so good you would have to strip him naked to know he is a man. But no more. With the support of all the members, Walter will disappear forever and Mary will take his place.

TG Incorporated did the medical work. They did a fantastic job, don’t you think (see photo of Mary). Mary does not regret chopping Walter out of her life. Yes, the secret society is a men’s club. There is one exception: any member who commits to full woman is granted a lifetime membership. The transformed members are such an inspiration to the rest of the secret society.

Girl Power

Power. Many want it, few can handle it. Quincy always thought clothes made the man. So he wore a three piece suit to work daily hoping to catch the eye of the boss. Quincy had high hopes in the company. The only way to attain his goal of CEO is to be tough. But in the new world order when a man gets tough he is considered insensitive and unworthy of promotion.

Quincy is a man with a plan. For every problem there is a solution. If a man is considered unworthy of leadership due to a strong personality there is one thing the man can do: become a woman. Quincy visited the nanobot bath at TG Incorporated. For once he was the man he always wanted to be: strong, tough and in control. As you can see, Quincy is a man worthy of leadership.

The next day Quincy never showed up for work but an enterprising woman, Irene, applied for the job. Irene had all the qualifications. She was so good it was almost as if she had worked there for years. Irene caught the boss’s eye on more than one occasion and for more than just work performance. Irene climbed the corporate ladder until she beat the CEO in a power play. Now Irene runs the show. And Quincy? Quincy is living the life of his dreams. As for Irene, she believes clothes make the man.

Fight Hard

Aye Captain

Captain Altair goes by many faces. Bart knew this all too well. While trekking the Zemeloo Hinterland he happened into a chance encounter with Captain Altair and her squadron. After a brief disagreement Bart was impressed into service.  Captain Altair needed a ruse and Bart would fit the bill perfectly.

Bart was cuffed and led back to the ship where a quick surgery and nanobot bath turned him into a woman. A few days of feminine training turned Bart into the perfect belly dancer/girl/diversion for Captain Altair.

Captain Altair had Bart’s brain reprogrammed as Maxine. From a distance he would be confused as Captain Altair. Captain Altair would use the moments of confusion to free the captured President of Mentaldo.

The risks to Bart, I mean Maxine, were significant. Good woman that he is, he performed his duties heroically and lived. Never even received a scratch. The President of Mentaldo was freed by Captain Altair and her heroic soldiers. Maxine, unaware she was ever a dude, fought like hell to stop the transformation back to Bart. And she won, breaking free and running like the wind. Captain Altair ordered to let him go. Captain Altair said, “He is happier now as Maxine. Let the poor guy enjoy his life.”

First Home

The house was the best in the area and at a price Owen could afford. It was a “bad” part of town and Owen knew it. The price was too much to pass up, however. If Owen were ever to break away from renting he would need to make sacrifices and this house was the perfect opportunity.

The part of town was run down, but still family friendly. It was safe to walk the streets in the daytime; evenings were best to stay indoors or walk in groups. It was safe enough to make the move as far as Owen was concerned.

The short days of winter required Owen to walk home from the bus stop after work. Only in his new home for three months, Owen has become comfortable in his environment. The pitch black early evenings of late December make Owen’s neighborhood no place to walk alone. He did anyway. Soon the local gang noticed Owen’s pattern and carelessness. A plan was hatched and Owen was snatched.

In a black market lab Owen was forced into a nanobot bath. Once the process was complete the new Owen, aka Mary, stepped out. The gang made it clear Owen owed dues to remain safe in the neighborhood. The gang had a job opportunity to replace Mary’s old job. With the new job Mary got to sleep in late, but walked the dark streets late every night. It was a relationship that served all parties well.

Task Force for Girls

His name was NeoRock. That is what everyone called him. Some say he never had a real name. The only information about him is more myth than fact. We know he is a crime lord wanted on every continent. We also know he likes ladies in high heel boots.

The police know better than to find him. Some have tried and disappeared. NeoRock leaves the police alone if they leave him alone. But every so often a young buck wants to make a name for himself. Leonard is that man. New to the force, he wants to make a statement to crime lords. NeoRock knew he was coming before Leonard did.

Leonard started building a file, searching for a starting place to look for NeoRock. Two days later he disappeared. In an undisclosed location NeoRock had Leonard locked away. NeoRock used his resources and wealth to dress Leonard like a woman, a very attractive woman. Leonard sat on the floor in those high heel boots and waited for what… whatever came next.

NeoRock has contacts at TG Incorporated. A quick visit by a TG Inc. doctor removed all vestiges of Leonard’s manhood. A therapist taught Leonard how to use his new body. Leonard is now Anna. NeoRock finished his plan, his warning, to any that try to find or interfere with him.

Anna was sent back to the police force wearing those hot high heel boots. The message was received. NeoRock was allowed to run his business in peace while Anna enjoyed a nice desk job in a skirt. Life turned out different than Leonard planned. It still turned out pretty darn good for Anna. At least she didn’t disappear forever.

Sorority Sisters Fight Back

The fraternity boys always went too far when they started drinking. Every Friday night was party night followed by a Saturday night party at the frat house. The favorite drinking game the guys played irritated the sorority sisters to no end.

After hours of drinking somebody would suggest a panty raid. How many intoxicated guys could resist such an offer? And neither could the frat boys. Soon they were sneaking across the compound making enough noise to wake the dead. With a rebel yell the frat boys stormed the sorority and pillaged the closets and drawers of the sisters. Each frat boy would strip down and pull on any clothes that fit. Panties and bras always made the cut along with lingerie or a dress. It would have been a laugh for the sisters, except the guys ruined too much of the clothes and college girls don’t have extra money lying around to replace the destroyed clothes.

The sisters banded together and decided it was time to end the charade. The sisters mixed magic panties into their delicates drawer. The lucky guys would pull out a pair of magic panties instead of normal panties. From then on they can wear panties anytime they want.

Phil was one of the lucky guys to find a pair of magic panties. The orange panty with matching top fit pretty well. Before long it fit even better. Phil was amazed at how well the dress fit. The sisters started pointing and laughing at Phil.

Phil was invited to join the sorority once she changed her name to Erin. The frat boys still made panty raids periodically. Erin hated it when they messed in her panties. She joined the sisters in salting the panty drawer with magic panties and watching a frat boy or two lose his manhood each panty raid. And still the frat boys gambled with their manhood once the drink started flowing.

Erin knew it was the best thing that happened to her. She never felt like she made a mistake. She knew she was a woman all the while; she just needed help to make the switch. The sorority sisters required an initiation challenge for Erin: she had to walk to the frat house on party night in the orange matching panty/bar set and allow the boys to enjoy her company. For some reason Erin loved the idea. There was no challenge to it.

Secret Society

Secret societies have existed for thousands of years. Many are groups of guys looking to have some fun or share ideas or build friendships. Some are just plain dumb while others are bizarre. The secret society I introduce you to today falls into the bizarre category. It is a new secret society, too, brought on by modern technology.

The name is forbidden by anyone in the know to speak its name with anyone other than members. But I can tell you what they do. This men’s club allows men to explore their sexuality in a way never possible before. Let me be absolutely clear; this is not a gay club. Rather, the men use modern medical technology to make themselves look as feminine as possible.

A meeting looks like a women’s event, the men are so perfectly coiffed. It really is a pleasant evening of sharing ideas, talking politics and exploring how far each man is willing to go in their transformation. Each member gently prods other members to make the final leap to full woman.

Walter is getting close to making the leap to full woman. The encouragement is all he needed to decide he wants to be a real woman. The club pays for the medical treatment making it a no-brainer for someone like Walter. It is not just pretending to be a woman that excites him; he wants to be a woman all the time.

Walter is known as Mary at the meetings. His makeup is so good you would have to strip him naked to know he is a man. But no more. With the support of all the members, Walter will disappear forever and Mary will take his place.

TG Incorporated did the medical work. They did a fantastic job, don’t you think (see photo of Mary). Mary does not regret chopping Walter out of her life. Yes, the secret society is a men’s club. There is one exception: any member who commits to full woman is granted a lifetime membership. The transformed members are such an inspiration to the rest of the secret society.

Uneasy Peace

World War III was over, but not everyone accepted the truce. Chinese girls thought the human race should be reduced to females only, using science to impregnate women and propagate the species. A splinter cell formed and traveled Earth, hunting down the remaining men. They came armed with military grade girly light assault rifles. Men were not safe anywhere on the planet.

Some men wanted to breathe the fresh air so bad they dressed up as women before venturing outside. However, the snipers could tell. They came equipped with sensing devices. One point of the girly light rifle and the sniper could tell if it was a man in drag. If it was, a light pull of the trigger and the man wearing a dress no longer had to worry about changing when he got home.

On the bright side, Earth was now composed of matriarchal societies. The world was a better place as a result. Women fought dirty, but didn’t want to blow… ah… the whole planet up. The male population was down to under 200. If you are a man reading this your days are numbers. Men are no longer needed to breed. And I know a few cute Chinese girls that want to meet you.

Good Game

Rival gangs met at the local gym to determine who would rule the streets. The gangs learned long ago killing each other wasn’t working so the gang leaders got together and devised a plan to determine who rules which parts of town. The beginning of the competitions started from this meeting of the leaders.

The favorite game was basketball. The best players from each gang squared off to determine the fate of a certain street. Each street’s fate was determined and re-determined every three month with a game. Before long the gangs consolidated their control. The games needed help to survive; the ante needed to be raised.

The gang leaders decided the next game would be personal. The loser would drink a vile of nanobots and be transformed into girls. They would then run through the snowy streets barefoot and in swimming suits.

It was the best game ever played between the gangs. Manhood on the line, the players put everything they had into winning. It was a physical game but by the buzzer a winner was decided. The losers hesitated for a moment but realized what the gangs would revert to if they refused to drink the potion. The nanobots did their job. The boys enjoyed their new bodied more than anticipated and had a great time as they ran the street barefoot and in swimming suits. When you think of it both teams won.

Bad Beat

Organized crime has a good eye for opportunity. The 3D printer revolution had opportunity written all over it. Cheap knock-off products were only the beginning. The real money lay in the larger 3D printers that could modify the human body into any form desired. Desired?

Joe loved to gamble. More to the point, he loved playing blackjack. Joe was also pretty darn good at it. He counted cards without effort and cleaned up at casinos everywhere he traveled. Many casinos banned Joe from playing in their establishment. With fewer casinos available, he had to play for longer periods risking exposure and banishment from even more casinos. But Joe is a smart cookie. He varied his play and made off with loads of cash before a casino even knew what hit them.

Then Joe walked into a casino owned by organized crime. They knew who Joe was before he sat his tail down at the table. Joe was front and center on every monitor in the security room. The casino changed the dealer to a trusted insider able to manipulate the cars without notice. The fix was in.

Things started out great for Joe. The cards played out as expected and Joe started adding to his stack. Then the dealer went to work doing what she did best. Joe lost a few hands he should have won, but sometimes the cards fall that way. It’s called variance. Just because the odds are in your favor you can still lose. The tough part about card counting is that the cards can get ugly for a long time. Variance is an ugly lady Joe understood all too well. But Joe also understood the odds always revert to the mean. He would have a bad night or two, but eventually he would fill his pockets.

A few bad beats turned into a blood-letting. Joe asked for a marker and received it. The debts kept mounting and like an addicted gambler who knew his luck would turn at any moment, couldn’t stop. When the night was over Joe was in so far he couldn’t cover his marker. Joe was taken to a back room and explained the situation. They had him so scared he would do anything. Then they introduced Joe to their 3D printer. With nowhere to go, Joe stepped into the machine. After a few hours of training, Joe got to work in his new job as Lacy. He should have his debt paid in six or seven years. He will meet the nicest men.

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