Filthy Filles Volume 2

By Foxxi Smolder

The odyssey of James Lockwood's feminization at l'Académie des Filles continues, as he moves from his initial transformation into ladies' clothes onto his first real day of lessons. His new headmistress Madame X has untold humiliations in store: a backboard for his posture, a cruel bit to still his tongue, and of course, whatever corporeal punishment her strong, relentless hands can carry out. James' mettle is put to the test - not to mention his loyalty to Lady Cordelia, who must while away his absence with diversions of her own. Faced with the sadism of Madame and her devious demands, can James - now "Juliet" - stay the course, and complete his feminization? And how will the introduction of Madame's assistant Ambrose, who has a mysterious, irresistible draw of his own, affect James' plans to win his Lady's heart?

"At l'Académie des Filles, you will be under my tutelage from the instant you awaken to the moment I decide I'm finished with you. You will be instructed in all the details of conduct and manners befitting eligible young ladies, large and small. We will teach you how to walk and sit and dress and dance and act. As your mind is shaped, so too will we shape your body, doing all that is necessary until you are wholly indistinguishable from a fine young woman. Then, and only then, will you graduate l'Académie as one of my prize 'fillies' - and your contest of feminization will be won. Do you accept?"

This volume collects chapters four through six in Filthy Filles, a thrilling tale of Victorian-era erotica featuring feminization, bisexuality, and femdom! For mature readers only.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Foxxi Smolder
• Release date: Oct 22, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463587911

Foxxi Smolder

Confirmed bacheloress by day and scribbler of indecent material by night, Foxxi Smolder has been writing sweet, smutty short stories since 2015. She is dedicated to bringing her readers works that embrace kink without sacrificing sex positivity or a sense of humor. When not writing, she enjoys tending her rose garden, doing Tarot readings for her cats, and adding to her collection of fainting couches.

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Filthy Filles: Volume Two

© 2019 Foxxi Smolder

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, businesses, companies, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

Filthy Filles: Volume Two

By Foxxi Smolder

This compilation collects the following previously published works:

Chapter Four: Transformed into the very picture of a lady by the wiles of cosmetics and corsetry, James Lockwood has very little of his pride left - and it is soon to be diminished further by his first day of lessons at l'Académie des Filles. Madame X has much in store for her recalcitrant new student: all manner of humiliations await him, from being gifted a new, feminine name to being forced into torturous contraptions meant to instruct him in the ways of acting like a woman. Bound, gagged, and fully degraded, James has no recourse but to profess his manhood - for perhaps the last time. As Madame will prove, he is soon to be converted to wholesome womanhood, whether he likes the change or not. Can James suffer through the arduous transformation? And how much pain and punishment will it take for him to accept his new identity - a meek, obedient young lady named Juliet?

Chapter Five: While James languishes in the care of sadistic Madame X and her feminizing academy, his lady love has a life of her own - and it is filled with diversions no less pleasurable than James' are painful. What delights occupy the mind of the mysterious, captivating Lady Cordelia Lytton, as her suitor goes through his grueling transformation into a woman?

The answer is manifold: though lovelorn for her absent James, Cordelia never let such a small impediment stand in the way of her desires. A peek into her libertine leisures reveals the behaviors of a woman as proud and headstrong as James himself - and the ways she's found to occupy herself during his time away. Cordelia Lytton has her intimate friend Scarlett to confide in and gain comfort from in equal measures... but can Scarlett, with all her wiles and attractions, sway Cordelia from her longing for one true and tortured lover, James Lockwood?

Chapter Six: The first day of James' stay at l'Académie draws to a close with a most humiliating final lesson in ballroom dancing. If James is to pass the stringent requirements of Madame X, he must successfully masquerade as a woman at the finishing school's graduation ball - and the first test is learning to waltz with Madame's infuriatingly handsome assistant, Ambrose.

The air grows warmer and James' burden grows heavier as he is forced to mince in his ladylike attire through the movements of the dance, all while Madame watches and criticizes. Her sharp tongue will soon give way to a sharper punishment if James steps awry - and it's nigh impossible to concentrate in such conditions! Can James relearn his old ways to take up the waltz as a brand-new, feminized Juliet? Or will he meet his match at the hands of Ambrose, and the stern penalties he doles out to James' sensitive skin?

Chapter Four

James Lockwood was shell-shocked. Someone beside him was speaking in his ear, guiding him somewhere by the arm, but he could no more discern the voice or its meaning than he could see distant planets with his naked eye. Indeed, his thoughts now were as far-flung as the reaches of space, and no less terrifying. For despite his long-held faith in his own masculinity - his unshakeable conviction, never once questioned, that he was a man - James Lockwood was dressed as a woman. He looked like a woman. And in an absurd twist of events, he was beginning to feel like a woman - a thought so antithetical to his being that James wrestled it down violently, although it took much of his already depleted emotional strength to do so.

Will you not listen? came a sharp voice, and James remembered it suddenly: it was Madame X, headmistress of the self-styled finishing school called l’Académie des Filles, and executor of his present torment. I tell you that you must heed me, or you'll taste my flogger again!

That was enough to return him fully to his senses. James blinked as if waking from a deep slumber. Madame's severe face drifted into focus, her vise-like grip on his arm now more acute. He had managed to pass from the dressing room below, where he'd been transformed with ladies' clothes and cosmetics, to another floor, all without being aware of his surroundings. Now that he was in possession of his senses once again, he was able to take in the new place he found himself, this one well lit by sunlight streaming through many beautiful windows.

Looking around, James saw that Madame's academy was really more like a grand old house, not quite approaching the Lytton manse in scope, but not far inferior either. The high ceilings and rich, eclectic furnishings gave him back a sense of nobility that had gone missing since his first humiliation at Madame's hands. Whatever tortures he might face, he would at least be meeting them in the lap of luxury, and for James, shaken as he was by the truth he'd seen in the mirror's reflection, that was no small comfort.

He turned to Madame, putting on a face of obedience with some difficulty. Beg pardon, ma'am, he said, my thoughts were elsewhere. Please do continue.

Quite right, she answered. "Attend to me now: this house, for the duration of your stay at l’Académie, is to be your home. Your meals and board are provided by me, so I expect