In a Feminine World - 6 (conclusion)

Poppy had just finished her private dancing lesson with Helena, Lady Delphine's ballerina girlfriend. She looked very demure in a white cotton vest and knickers covered by a short-skirted pink dancing tunic, pink leg warmers up to her thighs and white ballet slippers, with a pink satin band in her hair.

Delphine wanted to talk to her about her ninth birthday which was in a week's time.

"If you want a party we'll have to get the invitations out," said Delphine.

"Oh goodie," said Poppy clapping her hands together. "Can I ask Angeliqua, she's been so good, now I've taken Madame Aristasia away from her."

Madame Aristasia was Poppy's Petal Mistress, who had been introducing her to society taking her to parties and shows. It was quite the fashion now for a thirty-ish lady to take a younger girl out and shower her with clothes and presents. Of course it meant Angeliqua, Madame's own girl, was feeling a bit left out. And so in their own way were Delphine and Helena. They had hardly seen anything of Poppy the last few weekends as she'd been out with Aristasia but they'd heard about some of her adventures and the fact everywhere she went she took Boy Jennifer, the ten year old boy being brought up as a girl prior to his conversion into a eunuch.

They drew up a guest list, which included all of Poppy's classmates, Angeliqua, several other Petal Girls and their mistresses and Tamsina, Deplhine's eleven year old girl, her girl friend, Allegri, and some of their friends. Together with their eunuchs and maidservants it made a total of sixty five.

"That's enough," said Delphine firmly. "Now what about presents?"

Poppy shrugged her shoulders. "Madame buys me all I need, honestly. But there is one thing. I've been meaning to talk to you about it."

"And what's that?"

"Well," said Poppy twirling a ribbon from her ballet tunic in her hand. "It's about Boy Jennifer. Now I know he wouldn't normally be converted until he's at least fourteen, but he really doesn't want to wait four whole years. He likes me ever so much but he knows he can't serve me properly until he's a eunuch. So what I'd like for my birthday is for Jennifer to have his horrible man's bits taken off. I want him made a eunuch for my birthday."

Delphine thought for a moment. "You're both very grown up for your age. And I've often thought if Boy Jennifer is going to all these parties with you and seeing so many beautiful girls it's only fair to him to take his penis off. He'd enjoy it all much more if he wasn't a little man underneath his binding."

"That's what he says," answered Poppy. "He says being a eunuch is much more fun than being a boy. He really does want it. And he's only a year younger than Vlav and everybody loves him"

"That's true. Have you talked to him about it?

Poppy said she had. And they had discussed what sort of eunuch he'd like to be. "He'd prefer to keep his penis, or a little bit of it, and just have his testicles removed," she said.

"Well," said Delphine. "Some ladies prefer their eunuchs with everything gone and the made smooth, like Lap."

Lap was their eldest eunuch. They also keep Scom, who spent most of his time with Tamsina and Allegri, and had a teeny penis left, as did Vlav, the blonde boy eunuch Helena had brought back from her dancing tour in Europe.

"Helena likes them smooth. She's likes dancing with smooth eunuchs and finds them much more obedient and they make better servants like that."

Poppy said she wasn't too worried about that. Boy Jennifer would do anything she asked.

"Anyway," said Delphine, "It's more usual to leave a little something there when they're first converted and take the rest off later."

"OK," said Poppy. "But I'd prefer him with no testicles rather than the other way around, like Rim."

Rim was Madame Aristasia's eunuch and had no penis and just one testicle.

"Some ladies think it's well, quite exciting to keep a eunuch who hasn't got a penis at all," said Delphine. "They think that's how a man should be kept."

She played nervously with the straps of her day-corset and continued.

"Poppy you've grown up a lot. Can you tell me, at these parties, have you let a eunuch, well you now..."

Her voice trailed away, but Poppy wasn't at all inhibited.

"No, I haven't, if you mean have I let a eunuch lick me until I feel I'm in heaven. Lots of girls have though. I understand why ladies don't like a penis on a man after all the horrible things they used to do, and at college they showed us some of the old videos I think they used to be called, of that as well. Actually I like it when a eunuch's penis flops about, even if it's only an inch long, and they seem to enjoy it as well."

"Well it depends on what we find when we take off his genital binding. He's worn it for ten years and you know it means some boys' bits haven't grown at all. That's the purpose really and it means they're much better prepared to become eunuchs when the time arrives. And it's much neater when they haven't grown at all and there isn't much to get rid of anyway."

Poppy said she didn't think Boy Jennifer's penis was one of the teeniest ones and in the end they agreed that he would have his testicles removed as a birthday present for her.

"And can we do it at the party?" asked Poppy her round blue eyes gleaming. "We could get one of the Rev women to come along with all their equipment and take them off there and then. Jennifer would like that and all my friends would love it."

"I'm sure they would," sighed Delphine, giving in again. She agreed to speak to Madame Belladine to arrange for one the Revs, the shaven-headed warrior women vowed to defend the feminine world and seek revenge on men, to come to the party and perform their expertise in castration there in front of all the guests.

Over the next few days Poppy was busy sending out invitations and arranging flowers for the house and deciding what food to have. When she told Boy Jennifer he was going to be made into a eunuch at her birthday party he was so overjoyed she let him come into her room and kiss her bare bottom for ages and ages, so much so that Jennifer thought he was going to burst out of the genital binding, and Poppy thought she would leap right up to the ceiling. Wow, she couldn't wait until the boy's testicles were off, then she would let him take her all the way.

Only one thing remained. What to wear. And the day before the party Madame Aristasia took Poppy to the under twelve's lingerie and party-wear shop, where the delightful young assistant, Antoinette, served them once again. After much thought and trying on different outfits, Poppy chose a pale yellow lacy basque in the finest tulle, which pinched her waist in and left her flat little chest and nipples completely uncovered.

Antoinette did it up for her at the back, while Madame watched, purring with pleasure and anticipation. Then the girl attached her stockings to the straps hanging down from the basque, kneeling before her to make sure the stockings fitted and were properly fastened.

Poppy admired herself in the mirror.

"What panties would you like to go with them my dear?" asked Madame.

"It would be nice not wear any at all," mused Poppy, swivelling round to look over her shoulder at how the outfit showed her off from the back. The lace edging of the basque ran nicely along the top of her bottom and the stockings came right up to the top of her long legs. She wanted something that showed off herself off to best effect. She wanted to make sure Boy Jennifer could see her bottom fully and lick it as much as he liked before he succumbed to the Rev castrator women. The basque and stockings with the lacy straps across each cheek framed it very prettily. She was very pleased.

"A little thong," she said to Antoinette. "A matching lacy one with ribbon ties at the side and see through at the front of course."

Antoinette had just the thing and Poppy rested a hand on her shoulder as she lifted up a foot to allow the stooping assistant help her into it.

Aristasia lay back on a couch and beckoned the girl over to her.

"Delphine told me you're very good," she said. "Now Poppy you go and get changed while I show Antoinette how much I appreciate all the help she's given us."

Poppy thought that was actually a bit much, as from within the changing room she could hear the sound of whispering and kissing. But she didn't really mind. She knew the whole shopping expedition would make Aristasia very receptive tonight and it would be their last night together before the party.

Poppy's birthday finally arrived. She was bathed in the morning by the two eunuchs, Vlav and Scom, in a bath sprinkled with perfume and flowers. Tamsina and her girl friend joined her and the three of them kissed and cuddled while the eunuchs washed their bodies. Delphine and Helena came into watch and had soon slipped off their flimsy nighties to join the girls in splashing and wallowing in the hot sweet-smelling water. Lap meanwhile was looking after Jennifer and preparing him for his conversion later in the day while the maids were working in the kitchen.

After their long bath, Poppy and the others began to get ready, with eunuchs and maids dashing between their various bedrooms to assist them and attending to the preparations in the house.

By four the first guests had arrived, mostly Poppy's friends, all girls of her own age, some in very short party frocks with layers and layers of petticoats, some in camisole tops and panties, some in specially made junior corsets, and others in ballerina tutus, partly to impress Helena and also knowing that Jennifer loved wearing a tutu. As little girls do they scampered excitedly around the house, pinching eunuch's bottoms and getting in the maids' way. Their mistresses wore corsets and some had adorned themselves in body jewellery, which as it was still afternoon, covered their breasts and vulva in exquisite gold bras and diamond-studded panties. Some of their eunuchs and maids wore tutus as well, usually with nothing underneath, although the eunuchs had on nipple-covers with delicate straps to look like bras, and make up and earrings.

Poppy timed her entrance to perfection, gliding down the staircase in her chosen outfit, set off by a gold necklace, earrings and a matching tiara across her long blonde hair dressed in ringlets over her ears. Her shoes had the highest heels she'd ever worn, which meant she could kiss the tallest ladies' breasts without having to stand on tiptoe. That was so undignified. And behind her came Boy Jennifer, looking the perfect little girl that he was, in his favourite lilac tutu, and panties over his binding and little nipple-cover bra and necklace. In a few hours he wouldn't be a boy any longer or even a girl. He would be what he wanted to be. Poppy's own eunuch. He was so excited.

After tea, the girls played lots of games. There was eunuch racing, which had the girls galloping around the room on the backs of their chosen mounts on all fours. Poppy found herself riding one with no penis but quite large testicles which she squeezed to make him go faster. Other girls took their party frocks off to race in their vests and knickers, slapping the eunuchs' bottoms hard if they did go quick enough.

The older ones watched with a mixture of amusement and disdain. Tamsina and Allegri stood together in a corner whispering in each other's ears, ignoring everyone else. Delphine was getting quite worried about Tamsina. Both she and Allegri, who was all of fifteen and ought to know better, had taken to wearing chastity belts and protective metallic bras all the time and now had six inch eunuch-whips in the waist bands. They would be shaving their hair next and going off to join the Rev warrior women. It was no doubt just a phase they were going through.

The only time they showed any interest was when Poppy organised a eunuch slapping contest. Six eunuchs lined up in a row, their bottoms in the air, each with a lady's shoe or an item of jewellery on their backs. The idea was to spank the eunuch without him moving so that the shoe or necklace stayed on . The last eunuch to keep the item on his back was the winner, and got a prize of a being felt between the legs by Poppy.

This went on until the dancing started when the girls and ladies came together and the eunuchs were for the moment forgotten. It was all very beautiful and Poppy took centre stage with Madame Aristasia. All the little girl's loved Madame's full breasts and her always pointed nipples - and all the ladies did too for that matter. And all of them adored Poppy's kittenish ways and her long slender limbs. So when Madame slipped her jewelled fingers inside Poppy's lacy thong there was a sharp sigh from everyone and suddenly panties were coming off and nipples were peeping over the tops of bras and finding willing mouths all round the room. The girls' and ladies' fragrant bodies pressed ever closer together, their hands wandering in all directions to find a bare bottom, a little breast, a stiff nipple or to open up each other's soft, pink femininity and feel its perfumed moistness on their finger tips. The eunuchs watched passively from the side on all fours, maid girls squatting on their backs playing with their own swelling breasts as their mistresses cavorted in front of them, occasionally administering a slap to a eunuch's bottom or rub themselves up and down along his back.

Poppy was getting so excited, by the attention she was receiving from Aristasia, knowing all eyes were on them, and seeing everyone around her enjoying themselves at her birthday party. But excited also in anticipation of Boy Jennifer's conversion. She couldn't control herself any longer so when the music stopped for a moment she took several friends, including Angeliqua, who was so sweet about Poppy dancing and caressing with Madame Aristasia when she so much wanted to do it her herself, and half a dozen now naked eunuchs, into the large bathroom for a little party of their own.

She whispered in the girls' ears and they stamped their feet with excitement and put their hands up to their wide open mouths', when they heard what she had to say, it was such a naughty idea. Some had seen Poppy do this before and secretly wanted to do it themselves. The eunuchs were made to lie at the side of the big bath on their fronts. Angeliqua wanted her's on his back and so did Poppy. Those girls who were still wearing knickers quickly took them off and they all stood over their chosen eunuch, their legs apart.

"When I say three, everybody does at once," ordered Poppy.

She had chosen the boy eunuch Vlav, with his ever so tiny penis remains. She crouched over him holding herself open and gave the word and all the little girls pee-peed together all over the eunuchs, covering their bottoms and penises in warm jets of water.

"Ooo," exclaimed Poppy, in raptures, twisting round to see her water dribbling between Vlav's open legs. "Ooooo....."

"Straight between the cheeks of his bottom," said another excited girl, examining her eunuch closely.

At that moment two very tall and graceful ladies came into the bathroom to see what was happening. They took one look and whipped off their expensive chiffon panties and asked if they could do it as well.

Poppy and the other girls were thrilled as the two ladies, beautifully made up with diamonds in their hair and jewelled bras lifting up their magnificent full breasts, surveyed the eunuchs. They saw Vlav and immediately pounced on him.

"Hey," said one of the ladies, "here's that cute boy eunuch, the little blonde piece."

She stood over him and showed herself fully to him. Vlav licked his lips but did not move. The two ladies held each other's arms and squatted over him facing each other, craning their necks forward to plant a kiss on each other's red lips.

One let out a little laugh and together they did what the little girls had just done and peed all over the eunuch's body, one sending a jet onto his stomach and the other between his legs. His puny little penis - or what remained of it - was dripping, shining wet. It even twitched very slightly.

Watching the ladies' water run off Vlav's white limbs, Poppy jumped up and down with excitement. The ladies held out a hand for her and beckoned her to squat between them resting her bottom on Vlav's wet penis remains.

"Every birthday girl deserves a treat," cooed one of the ladies.

"Such a gorgeous basque," said the other.

"And such a gorgeous body..."

They pressed themselves against Poppy. She could feel a large mound of breast against her chest, and the other lady's nipples lightly caressing her back. She tried to resist but could not and found herself swept along by their fervent passion. Their hands strayed over her and she felt between her legs to search out Vlav's penis and squeeze it in her hand.

The three of them rolled off Vlav onto the floor, Poppy's outstretched hand sliding off his slippery wet penis, which shrunk between his legs where his testicles once were.

One of the ladies suddenly shrieked and arched her back and held Poppy on top of her until the ecstasy subsided. Poppy then swung herself off, while the other lady had turned to slapping the shrivelled testicles of a penis-less eunuch to her left.

Her little friends watched in awe at the scene before them, at the two beautiful women who had so rampantly taken possession of their young friend. It at once made them tremble and excited them further. One girl demanded her eunuch lick her hard straight away. Poppy had other ideas for once and stood up to manoeuvre Vlav into the bath with her feet. The ladies once more followed Poppy's example and with their high-heeled shoes rolled the other eunuchs into the water. Poppy told them to soap and perfume each other clean. The sight of the eunuchs washing each other was very amusing and everyone felt a little calmer after what had just happened, but it was soon time to move on. The Rev women had arrived.

Their leader Xeba was there again, with two other women, all in black metal corsets and forearm protectors. But even through the narrow slits of the Rev's eye masks, Poppy could feel Xeba's eyes on her, roaming across her body.

The room hushed as Boy Jennifer was led forward, carried by Lap and Scom, in his white castration gown to a table laid out for the purpose. Delphine stood to one side, naked herself from the waist down squeezing her breasts through her basque and breathing heavily as Helena kissed her neck.

Poppy drew alongside Jennifer and squeezed his hand. He turned his head to her and smiled. He was placed on the table and one of the Rev women cut open his white silk gown from top to bottom to reveal his slim white body, still in his genital bindings. At Xeba's command the second Rev woman took her knife to the binding and slashed it open. Every one who could get near enough huddled closer to inspect Jennifer's penis and testicles. Poppy pressed as close as she could. The penis was longer than she was expecting but the testicles were quite small. All these past weeks though they had been swelling and aching as his love for Poppy had grown. Now he would cease to be a boy and would ever be a man. And only then could he devote himself to serving her as he should.

She had told Delphine what she intended to do and the Revs had been warned as well. Silently, Poppy climbed onto the table, still wearing her lovely basque and stockings but with no panties. She sat aside Jennifer and offered her femininity to his lips and let him kiss her and open her up. She writhed and let out little moans and then turned herself over, to put her bottom, the gorgeous bare bottom he so worshipped, onto his mouth.

"Kiss me Jennifer, love me, " she said softly.

With the feel of his tongue inside she leant forward, her body pressed against his until she found his throbbing penis with her own mouth. She took it kissed and licked it until it began to quiver inside her cheeks. She could just see the Revs beginning their work. One pushed Poppy's hair back and tried to pull her head back but she would not release the penis from her mouth. She heard the Revs muttering and glimpsed the needle entering Jennifer's aching testicles. The penis was quivering harder and harder, she wanted to feel it full force in her mouth, feel his own warm, thick liquid flow into her cheeks. She moved her mouth up and down it, and felt his back arch and herself about to explode from the caresses of his tongue on her own tender wetness.

But it didn't come. Suddenly the penis shrivelled, his tongue ceased working and blood spurted onto her forehead. He lay panting and sweating and slipped into unconsciousness.

Xeba cupped her hands as if holding something and placed them in a bowl, while the other two Revs helped Poppy from the table, her eyes never leaving the now softly sleeping Jennifer.

Xeba handed her a metal cup. She looked inside. She could not believe what she saw. The cup held Jennifer's testicles, washed clean and pure. Poppy picked them up and kissed them and held them aloft. A dozen ladies shrieked and exploded, their eunuch's mouths between their legs, their petal girls at their swelling breasts. Delphine lay on the floor naked, Helena on top of her pressing her own petite bust against her girl friend's full round breasts, rubbing her smooth vulva against Delphine's, opening up each other, feeling each other's wetness. Tamsina and Allegri calmly sat on the backs of the crouching maid girls, Zebbie and Flare, stroking them and whipping two up-turned eunuchs and Madame Aristasia found time to let who all wished, her own Angeliqua and a bevy of little girls, sample her pointed nipples and feel her whole writhing, pulsating body. The two stunning ladies who had forced themselves on Poppy in the bathroom had found two others and the four of them lay on the floor, their limbs intertwined and flaying intensely and with complete abandon.

Little Poppy though had found her own heaven. She rubbed Boy Jennifer's testicles over her throbbing little femininity and screamed with ecstasy. She had what she most desired. He was now her own eunuch, her servant and her adoring pet for evermore. Welcome to the feminine world.

THE END