His outrage and anger evaporate in a second and large tears of girlish shame begin rolling down his face as he sobs quietly in his pacified helplessness.

His nemesis, the cashier/student materializes before him instantly with a lacy hanky and a pooh bear bottle. “I think iddle Boo Boo is hungry girls. Is ‘oo?”, she softly with a mocking smile playing across her face.

It’s all he can do to nod, all pretense of hope of escape gone. Filled with submissive despair, he allows her to rock him with his head in her lap while she feeds him.

“It’s all going to be very different from now on.”, she explains. “You see, we all have documented pictorial evidence of what a big baby girl you really are.”

He listens as visions of his domineering mother begin to surface in his mind and merge with his newfound “mummy”.

“We will swear not to breathe a word of today’s transformation, but you must change your ways toward women. It’s a new world my child and this is only the beginning…”