Date: Fri, 10 Aug 2001 21:15:57 -0500 From: Zay Subject: Peter In Wonderland Below is an erotic-transcendent outline for a movie. It has sexually graphic scenes. If you are under-age, skip this one. I welcome your comments and facilitation in making this into a quality movie. Respond to Wonderflow@aol.com Peter in Wonderland "Celebrating Diversity, Trance-Formation and Trance-End-Dance" Synopsis: Man who is disillusioned with his life regresses, with the help of a relaxation system. He flows through fairy tales as he experiences: - Being bossed around by a traditional authority figure - Surrendering to the feminine side of sexuality - Integrating his feminine and masculine sides - Confronting and trance-forming author-ity in his life - Awakening to a deeper sense of Self Opening Scene - Disillusioned man at an older friend's house (Scene is in washed-out colors) (Music for "Peter and the Wolf" in the background) (Various stuffed animals around them) See back of large chair. Peter looks at a photo album and listens to a recording of Peter and the Wolf . The pictures are of Peter that date back to his childhood. An early one show him in a costume like Peter wore in the story. A tall, kindly lady stands beside him in the picture, in the same room in which he now sits. Other records and books are in and around a box labeled "Child Care Days", next to Peter. They include The Wizard of Oz, Hansel and Grettle, Cinderella and Little Bo Peep. A lady enters the room, who is an older version of the lady in the photo. "My sweet boy", she says. "I am so glad that you came to visit. And I like that you enjoy visiting your childhood. I enjoyed caring for you when you were young." She sits next to Peter on the couch. Peter smiles warmly. "Doris, you know I had a crush on you when you were my babysitter," Peter says. He blushes a bit. "I know. You have always been so cute. You've made my heart go pitter-pat, ever since you were little. I've enjoyed helping you maintain your innocence and child-like wonder. "That's what I need help with. I have been so grateful for your friendship since I was young," Peter continues. "I feel like I can share anything with you, especially now that you are a counselor." "Please share what's on your heart and mind," Doris says. Peter says how disillusioned he is. How he seems to have lost the wonder, adventure and sensuality of his childhood. He now just works consulting on online technology and works in his garden. He is shy around women. He mourns the confidence that he had as a boy. Doris listens compassionately. Doris looks at Peter's hands. "Your hands must have become rough from working in your garden." Doris says. "Boys get rough hands as they grow. That's how boys are supposed to be," Peter says. "Remember that the only boys that had smooth hands are sissies. Boys don't like soft and silky things." "How sad!" Doris exclaims. "I feel sad for boys, that they can't enjoy soft and silky things." Peter and Doris talk more about his life. Doris says that a counselor friend asked her to try out a compact disk and relaxation system to help people build confidence. She suggests that Peter listen to the cd and take a nap. "I still have the cot that you took naps on as a boy," she says. Doris guides Peter to a quiet room and fixes him up with the relaxation system. The system has a cd player, headphones, goggles that flash pulsing lights and a control box. Doris helps Peter adjust them and relax onto the cot. As we look from Peter's perspective, the screen pulses in soft colors. The voice is saying "You can choose to relax and enjoy this adventurous experience. You might begin to become aware of how relaxed you can be. Your arms and legs so comfortable and warm, almost as if they are sleeping. Your mind can also drift as if you in sleep. Your arms, your legs and your mind may be sleeping. Your emotions and your genitals can awaken to pleasure. You may choose to feel pleasures from your earlier daze. Before you knew your ABCs and your 123s. Before you cared about being a boy or a girl. When your world was filled with fairytales..." The voice fades as the music continues. The colors take shape into clouds, then look down on a countryside. Camera focuses in on corporate-looking farm, and on the farm-hand quarters. Focus in through window on second floor. Sounds of heavy breathing, moaning. (becomes more vivid color for rest of movie) Camera focuses on a newspaper. The headline reads "Two more young men missing," with sub heading "Feared eaten by Wolf". Another headline reads "Corporate farm considers downsizing". Camera shifts over shoulder of Peter. He is masturbating as he looks at an old "PlowBoy" magazine. He is focusing on a milk maid, showing her breasts as she milks a cow. "I wish I had something soft to stroke myself with," he mumbles. He begins to stroke faster. A voice from an overhead speaker blares "Peter, come to the office now. Your shift starts in five minutes. I want to review your performance before you start." Peter hears a wolf howl out in the forest. He looks out the window, into the forest. He pulls up his pants and puts on his hat. He walks down the stairs and into the office. The boss is a gruff man who leers at Peter. "Let's get this done, so you can go to work," he says. "You've probably heard that the corporation may be downsizing. Your work has been ok. For the time being, I am authorized to give you a 1% raise. Sign this form and you can start your shift. I'm going to be out for a while. You know what you're supposed to do." The boss puts on his wolf-skin coat and leaves. Peter leaves the office and walks though the meadow. He passes various animals, who gaze at him warmly. He walks toward a fence, to mend it. A rabbit runs up and stands before him. A voice inside Peter's head says "Follow." the rabbit says. The rabbit leads, as Peter follows deep into the woods. Peter walks through wondrous meadows and woods. He becomes lost, frightened. He sees a gingerbread house. Two girls are cleaning around the house, in short maid outfits. They see Peter, gaze at him and blush. The girls look odd and somewhat familiar, but shy. They call for their Mistress. "Miss Tress" comes to the door and sees Peter. She has a long flowing dress on (which has a split very far up the front). She asks Peter where he is from. Peter tells her of living with on the corporate farm some ways away. Mistress invites Peter in for milk and cookies. As they sit at the table, Miss Tress asks him about the adventure that he would like and feeds him cookies. The milk has a slightly pink color to it. Miss Tress says "You poor boy, Peter. Living on that farm, you have no contact with silky, feminine things. Perhaps the only soft, feminine things you see are in magazines." Miss Tress smiles into Peter's eyes. Peter blushes deeply and looks down. Miss Tress is dangling a pretty slipper, with angora fur and crystals, from her foot. The crystals reflect light into Peter's eyes. Peter begins to follow the movement of her foot. "I'll bet that like most young men, you get excited by looking at pictures of women who have sexy clothes on. Don't you enjoy looking at sexy women, my lovely Peter?" "Yes, that's right," Peter admits meekly, blushing. His eyes are fixed on the swaying toe of Miss Tress. "Men are all little boys at heart, doesn't that seem so?" asks Miss Tress. "Yes," Peter responds, dreamily. "You lovely little boy!" Miss Tress exclaims. Boys of all ages secretly long for the feeling of feminine and silky...do you have longing to enjoy feminine and silky sensations, my beautiful boy? "Yes," Peter says softly, still blushing and staring at Miss Tress's foot. "You look nicely relaxed," Miss Tress says. "Oh, yes..." Peter responds lazily. "I notice you ate all your cookies and drank all your milk. They're from a special recipe, to help you feel relaxed and tingly." She smiles and winks into the camera. Miss Tress points her slipper toward Peter, so that the crystal toe sparkles light into his eyes. "You are noticing my enchanting slippers, Peter. Notice the crystal toe, how it sparkles and fills your vision." She circles her ankles slowly. "Do my stockings look O.K. to you, lovely one? They feel so silky on my smooth legs." She caresses her calves and inner knees. "I can't see from here if my stocking tops are showing. Can you?" "Yes, silky stocking tops..." Peter murmurs, enchanted. "Notice the silky dress that I am wearing," she says in a soft voice, caressing the hem (and rubbing her breasts with her forearms). "Can you imagine how wonderful it feels to wear silky clothes like these?" Peter is becoming noticeably aroused and entranced. He nods, wide-eyed. As she caresses her thighs, Miss Tress allows her legs to part and her dress to open. She reveals her inner thighs and panties. She notices Peter getting aroused. "Have you dreamed about feeling this feminine silkiness?" she asks. "Oh, Yes!" Peter responds. "Would you like me to help you enjoy silky, feminine pleasures?" "Oh, please," Peter responds, in an erotic daze. "Here, feel the backs of my nylon stockings," Miss Tress say, standing up directly in front of Peter. He reaches down and caresses the backs of her calves. He is breathing deeply. "The tops of my stockings feel ever so nice. You may caress the backs of my thighs and enjoy feeling aroused. Here, this may help," she says, slipping her skirt off. Her panties are a few inches from Peter's face. Peter caresses the backs of Miss Tress' thighs, staring at her panties. He raises his nose a bit and inhales deeply. "You are such a pretty young thing, Peter, your name could be 'Pretty'." "Yes, 'Pretty'," Peter says, smiling. "I'm glad that you are so relaxed and open to my suggestions, Pretty. Do you enjoy lovely fragrances, like jasmine and honey?" "Oh, yes," Peter responds. His hands play over her legs and thighs. "You may enjoy the wonderful aroma I have for you, Pretty," She says, moving closer. "Smell my sweetness, my petals opening for you." She weaves her fingers in Peter's hair, moving so that her panties brush his face. "Feel how soft and silky my panties feel on your face, Pretty. (Peter moans). "Inhale my sexual aroma, let it fill your mind. My touch and scent and taste can fill your world. Your greatest desire can be to please Miss Tress. Do you like this, Pretty?" "Oh, yes, Miss Tress," Peter responds, lost in hypnotic pleasure. "Would you like to feel your lips on my panties, Pretty?" Miss Tress asks. "Ohhhhh," Peter responds, moving his mouth to her pantied mound. He opens and closes his lips, licking her cleft. Her panties become wet from both sides. Miss Tress begins to gently hump his face. "These panties feel so WONderful. Can you imagine what it would be like to wear silky panties, how they would arouse you?" Miss Tress dips her forefinger into a jar of jasmine honey. She takes a step back from Peter, who looks up surprised. She brings the honeyed finger up to Peter's mouth, touching his lips. "Make an 'O' with your mouth," she says. Peter opens his mouth. Miss Tress inserts her finger into Peter's mouth. "Suckle," she says. Peter begins sucking. "You can enjoy the delicious taste and honey texture of this potion, Pretty. You can also notice the enchanting pleasure it fills you with. It tastes like my finger is growing in your mouth, filling your mouth as you suckle." Two young ladies come into the room. "Pretty, these are my protoges, Wicca and Picky Eater. They will help me with your pleasurable surrender into enchantment. "This pleasure flows down and warms your Pretty tummy," she says. The protoges move around Peter's back, caressing his chest and stomach. One continues to caress, while the other removes his shirt. They then remove his pants and underwear. Miss Tress removes her finger. Peter continues to suckle absentmindedly. Miss Tress and her protégés gently lift him up, bring him over to a split incline table. They lay his arms, chest and legs on silky-covered supports. His balls hang down, his cock stiff in front. His bottom is fully exposed. His hands slip through silky vulva-shaped mittens. His hands grip on soft, panty-covered phalluses. His feet are slipped into fury slippers. Speakers close to Peter's ears are playing harp music. A soft voice is singing along with harp, "Softly, silky, lovely to feel this way. Come, spend the day in lingerie. Wishing you could feel the way, that pretty girls feel everyday." "You can feel the pleasure flowing through your arms and legs, helping them feel relaxed." Miss Tress moves around to Peter's backside, caressing his thighs and bottom with lotion. "The pleasure potion caresses your baby-soft bottom, Pretty girl. It makes your lovely pink rosebud all warm and wanting for something more." Miss Tress puts a on latex barrier on her other forefinger. She dips it in a jar of pink lotion. She then rests her forefinger on Peter's rosebud. She circles with the lotion and Peter moans with pleasure. "Open," she says. Peter lifts his bottom up a bit. Miss Tress teases the opening for a bit, then slips it in gently until her finger is all the way in. "Suckle," she says. Peters hips move in and out. "This pinky potion will help you yearn for more." Peter is now deeply entranced and fully involved in pleasure. His mind is totally open to Miss Tress' suggestions. Picky Eater slides beneath Peter's supports, so that her face is beneath his hips and her pussy beneath his face. She rolls a condom onto his erection. She says "Ewe," makes a face, then licks beneath the head with the back of her tongue. "Tingly pleasure is now licking your pretty clitty, my sweet girl. Your clitty is becoming as big as big can be," Miss Tress says. Picky Eater caresses his balls. She tongues around his head, then sucks on it. Peter is moaning. "Your sissy-clitty will moan with each slippery kiss," Miss Tress says. Picky slowly sucks up and down Peter's shaft. Miss Tress removes her finger from Peter's rear. Peter moans. Miss Tress asks "Did Pretty enjoy the pinky potion sliding up your tunnel of love?" "Yes, Miss Tress," Peter moans. "Does your rosebud yearn for something more, to fill you with pleasure?" "Yes, Miss Tress," Peter moans more deeply. Focus from in back of Peter's head, looking at Picky Eater's open thighs and wet lips. "Your eyes can drink in the glistening fount of Venus," Miss Tress says. "Its beauty fills your vision and mind." Your mind fills with flowery fragrances, enchanting musky rose. Feel the scent excite your palette, your taste for nourishing nectar." Picky Eater caresses more of the honey-jasmine nectar over her clitoris and between her lips. "Pleasure fills your tongue, helping it grow long and wet. Imagine the delight of licking my nummy nectar. Lick your lips in anticipation, sweetness. Now lick my lips and enjoy." Peter licks and moans. "Feel how silky smooth my rose petals are on the back of your tongue. Are you ready to lick deeper, to suckle on my liquid love?" Peter nods his nose up and down on Picky Eater's clitoris. "MMMmmm, Pretty baby, you are so lovely! Nurse on my nummy nectar." "Feel the wonderful pleasure as you swallow, sweetness! My liquid love will soften your voice, helping your feminine tones come." "Sweet Pretty baby loves to nurse. Drink deep and fill your tummy, Precious." Picky Eater pulls gently on the back of Peter's head. "That's it! Move your face in, feel the caress of my thighs." "Drink as much as you like, Honey Lips. Bathe your cheeks and chin in my nectar." "Feel how deep your tongue slides in...so luscious. Baby loves to lick and play love games." "You so enjoy pleasing me, Pretty Baby. Your will is ours. Such pleasure you feel in serving us!" Miss Tress caresses Peter's chest. "Your breasts are so soft and tender, Sweetness!" She begins to caress and pinch his nipples. "Your baby breasts can soon enough develop into lovely mounds. Imagine you wonderful you can feel and look, with your own breasts to caress!" Wicca caresses Peter's legs with soft nylon. Miss Tress says "You can look forward to silky smooth legs, Pretty One. Your legs can feel the delight of stockings every day." Wicca is coating a strap-on dildo with lubricant. The dildo has a tube and an hand pump. Miss Tress asks "Peter, is your rosebud still yearning for something more? Something to fill you with more pleasure?" "Yes, Miss Tress," Peter moans. Wicca moves the head of the dildo to Peter's opening. "Open," Miss Tress says. Peter moves his hips to meet the dildo. Wicca slides the dildo in gently. "Suckle," Miss Tress says. Peter's hips move in rhythm to the Wicca's easy thrusts. Wicca starts to pump the bulb attached to the dildo. Peter moans. "Feel the Lovely Cream flowing up in you, making you so slippery. The Lovely Cream will soften your skin, helping you become my lovely girl." "Oh, my! Your pretty clitty is SO BIG. You can imagine enjoying clitty stroking and sucking each day." "Are you feeling so much pleasure that you can hardly stand it?" Miss Tress asks. Peter let out a pleasured, exasperated sigh. "Soon, I will help you come, Pretty. Your lovely juices will empower potions to help you become my lovely girl." "After you come, you will sleep deeply. Your body will need much rest as you begin to transform. You will sleep as a pretty baby, so cozy and warm." "When you are ready to awaken, you will be my pretty girl. Feel the pleasure rise between your thighs..." "Feel your tunnel of love drink the lovely cream. Your own cream is coming to the tip of your lovely clitty." "Are you ready to become my pretty baby?" Miss Tress asks. "Yes, Miss Tress," Peter say in a little, soft voice. "Are you ready to give me all your sweet comes," she asks. "Yes, Miss Tress," Peter says sweetly. "You are mine, Pretty. Feel the overwhelming joy of pleasing me." Picky Eater slides a tube onto the end of Peter's condom. The tube leads to a machine, then a jar. "Come!" Miss Tress says. Peter does, rocking his hips till he is spent. His ejaculate gushes into a jar. "Sleep!," Miss Tress says. Colors flicker and the scene goes dark. Music and other sounds fade. It is dark and quiet for about ten seconds. "You can relax and enjoy deep pleasure," the voice from the relaxation cd says. "You are such a pretty baby," the voice of Miss Tress is heard. Awaken just enough so that I can give you your nourishment." Colors flicker and a blurry breast-like container comes to Peter's lips. "Suckle," Miss Tress' voice says. Peter looks between the large bars of a crib, to see Miss Tress' smiling face. "You can feel Big Wicca smoothing powder on your sweet bottom. Now feel the lotion she uses to caress your pretty clitty... Now comes the soft diaper for my baby. The breast feeder moves away. A honeyed finger slides into Peter's mouth. "Suckle, Miss Tress' voice says. "Sleep." Colors flicker and the screen goes dark and quiet. It is dark and quiet for about ten seconds. "Oh, Miss Tress, I'm getting excited with how sexy Pretty is looking," Picky Eater's voice is heard. "Open your mouth and take your bottle, Pretty dear. You are such a pretty girl, I bet those silky rumba panties feel good! Soon you will be able to see for yourself." A honeyed finger slides into Peter's mouth. "Now suck until you feel all warm and tingly. That's it. Let your conscious mind sleep..." (The relaxation tape from the first scene fades in for a few moments, then fades out.) Miss Tress says "You can feel very well rested. You have slept and listened to my training for days. Relax and enjoy the pretty girl that you have become. " "Feel your legs," Mistress says. "Pretty" says Peter (in softer, feminine voice) "They feel so smooth and silky." Mistress says "your legs are now silky-smooth and encased in sheer nylon stockings." Mistress invites Pretty to feel between his legs. He just moans. She says that Pretty is wearing soft, silky panties and that she can see that Pretty is very aroused. "Open you eyes when you are ready to appreciate your loveliness," Miss Tress says. The screen goes from black to blurry. It then focuses on a lovely, feminized version of Peter. He is sitting in a pink room with pink canopy bed. Wig, makeup, dress with breast forms, nylon stockings and painted nails make Peter look just "Pretty". "Pretty you have been learning in your dreamy-land how to think, walk and talk like a young lady. You have continued receiving potions to help you become soft and feminine". "Come, look at how lovely you are!" Miss Tress says, leading "Pretty" over to a mirror. Peter looks in awe at himself, unconsciously licking his lips as he gazes up and down his body. "Oh, Pretty, look how aroused you are becoming with your own beauty!" Miss Tress exclaims. Peter caresses his thighs, his stocking tops, and brings his hands under his dress. "Oh, Pretty! Let Miss Tress help with your kitty stroking and your pretty creamies. It took Bunny a little while to learn that. You are such a lovely and bright girl, I sure that you will learn easily." "Speaking of which, it's pleasure time for my lovelies. Would you like to meet your sissies and see the pleasures that await you?" "Yes," Pretty says absentmindedly, continuing to gaze at "her" reflection. They walk down a lovely hall and stop at the first door. "You can see how much your sissies enjoy the "makeovers" we are helping them with." "Princess" is lying in a silky, ruffled bed in a pink room. "She" is sitting up against pillows, with her silky sheets down around her calves. She is wearing a diaphanous strapless nightie, under which are budding breasts. Her diaphanous panties hold a large erection. She is listening to headphones and caressing her thighs. "Good morning, My princess," Miss Tress says. The protégés walk in back of Peter and Miss Tress. One giggles softly to the other, "She was formerly known as 'Prince', before she came here." They both giggle and walk on. "Are you ready for Pleasure Play," Miss Tress asks. "Oh, Yes!" Princess says with enthusiasm. In another part of the room, shoulder-high, are two phallic handles. The handles are soft and covered with panties. "Up," Miss Tress says. Princess takes off her headphones, stands and curtsies. Miss Tress walks over in front of the phallic handles. Princess walks over, as if drawn in a trance. "Hold," Miss Tress says. Princess holds onto the handles, squeezing them and releasing a bit. Miss Tress hold a crystal in front of Princess eyes and twirls it (as in the movie "Lost Continent of Atlantis"). "Look at how this pretty sparkles, dear Princess. Do you feel as light and bright as this sparkly?" "Yes, Miss Tress," Princess says with a dazed smile. "Would your lovely new breast buds like to feel the glow of this light?" she asks. "Oh yes," Princess exclaims. "They feel so aroused." Miss Tress slides Princess' nightie down over her breasts, exposing them. They are small and aroused. Miss Tress rolls a nipple between two fingers. Princess moans. As she continues twirling the crystal, she picks up a large baby bottle. The bottle has a long nipple. Miss Tress brings it up to Princess' mouth. "Open," she says. Princess opens. Miss Tress slides it in. "Suckle," she says. Princess sucks. "Her" hips start to rock. "As you suckle, feel the pleasure of the potion flowing through your body. Especially feel it in your growing breasts. By tomorrow, you may enjoy your breasts a full cup size larger. Every day, in every way, you can enjoy being my lovely girl." "Now, walk gracefully to your nap bed. When you lie down, you can sleep and dream silky dreams." Princess walks dreamily over to the bed, lies down and goes to sleep. Peter looks amazed and a bit concerned. "Miss Tress, how do you do this?" Peter asks? "Very simply, my prettygirl," Miss Tress replies. "It is simple enchantment. Here, I'll demonstrate...Watch your right hand as it caresses your stockingtop"...(Pretty's hand caresses his stocking, as he watches in wonder)..."Watch your clitty grow with pleasure"...(a bulge extends in the front of Pretty's panties)...Listen to yourself moan with pleasure, as your right hand caresses your pretty clitty,"... (Pretty begins to moan and stroke him/herself)..."Watch, as your left hand rises up to your nipple, and begins to roll it"...(Pretty's eyes glaze over as she deepens her arousal)... "Do you believe that I could make you go creamy in your panties, by simple command?" "Yes," Pretty replies, deep in sexual enchantment. "I may have you make creamy for me later. I like to watch you this way, you are so pretty when you're deeply aroused. You can look forward to making creamy for me, each time you do becoming more my sweetgirl..." She takes his hand and leads him out of the room. Miss Tress and Peter move to the next room, Peter's eyes glazed over in pleasure. "Bunny, get yourself ready for us," Miss Tress calls. Soft shuffling is heard. "Bunny" (who used to be "Barney") is already holding onto handles, similarly entranced. He is naked. He is partially-transformed into a large rabbit. He has silky-haired legs, long bunny ears and a big pink bunny nose. His hands are partially rabbit's feet. Miss Tress explains Bunny needed deeper training to become happy with herself. Miss Tress twirls a crystal on a stick and caresses Bunny's cock as she speaks soothingly to him. As Miss Tress hypnotizes him further and gives him potion, his bunny features become more prominent. He has a very large erection. She strokes bunny's chest and the erection humps the air. "I enjoy trying new things with my lovelies," Miss Tress says. "Bunny may become such fun to play with!" Miss Tress explains "My lovelies learn to surrender their sexual wills to me. After a while they may not ejaculate, just being aroused and desiring sexual pleasure constantly. They become most pleasant and tame." In another room, "Sweetie" and "Cutie" grasp handles suspended over their heads. They are facing each other, dressed only in panties, garters and nylons. They are wearing headphones, being further conditioned verbally. They are both very erect. Wicca and Picky Eater stand behind them caressing their emerging breasts and cocks. "Sweetie" and "Cutie" hump as the ladies stroke their erections. "Pretty" looks closer at the two. He says to Miss Tress "Steve and Curt used to be boys from town. Everyone said that the Wolf got them." "The Wolf has perhaps eaten many who wandered here in the woods. I may have saved these two from a horrible fate. I can tell they are enjoying themselves now, however." Miss Tress stands in back of "Pretty" as they both watch the scene. Miss Tress caresses "Pretty's" thighs, over his stocking tops. Peter is getting a major erection. Mistress coos how soft and silky Pretty must feel, how she might like to deepen her feminine adventures. Miss Tress runs her finger along Peter's cock, outside his panties. She slips her other hand around the Pretty's bottom and caresses "her" pantied anus. Mistress says"I like to make sure my lovelies are content here. Are you enjoying yourself, Pretty? Do you like staying here?" Peter responds that "I feel confused. I feel SOOO good, but I also want to be free to explore in my own way. I want to be able to dream my own dreams." Miss Tress says "You may not need your own dreams, once you have enjoyed enough of what I have to offer. I can help you feel ever so silky and wonderful. You can look forward to more pleasures to COME, Pretty," she says seductively. Peter says "I will think about that." "Have a chocolate," Miss Tress offers. Peter takes in and puts it in his mouth, absentmindedly. His eyes begin to glaze over. "What kind of chocolate is that, Miss Tress?" Peter asks. "Chocolate horny walnut," Miss Tress responds. "It's enchanting sweetness can open your mind to pleasure and help you decide about staying here." A soft chime begins to ring through the hall. The other "lovelies" exit their rooms in maid uniforms. Miss Tress says "all my darlings have chores to exercise their bodies and show their appreciation." Peter makes a slight face, remembering the chores at the farmWicca and Picky Eater come and help Peter into a maid's uniform. Miss Tress says "Pretty, many of my lovelies have become skilled in the home arts. I shall start you with a simple task to start. You may sweep and straighten the cellar. Be careful not to get your silky things dirty." The protégés slip Peter's panties down and slip sex toys on him. Miss Tress says "We want you to learn that service is most enjoyable here. Your vibrating clitty ring will help you stay moist in your panties. Your rosebud caresser will help you yearn to suckle your Lovely Cream. The headphones will provide your with enchanting entertainment." The headphones play lovely music. Lyrics say "Stay with me, my little one, and we will have so much fun..." Peter is led to a dingy basement and given a broom. He is left alone. Peter sweeps a while. The room begins to pulse with colors. A soft instrumental refrain of "Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds" plays. Peter looks up to find a luminous figure floating above him. The figure is androgenous, in a pink gossamer negligee. "Am I dreaming?" Peter asks. "Probably," says the fairy god person. "I am your fairy god person." "Fairy?" Peter responds. "Fairy ExtraordinARY! My name is Lucid in Disguise. I am here to help you awaken to your own pleasurable dreams. "Are you an angel?" Peter asks. "Yes, Sweetness," Lucid replies. You are also. I come to pave the way for you." "You are enjoying wondrous pleasures here. Miss Tress is wooing you, to get you to stay. Yet you know the importance of dreaming your own dreams. As you had the courage to move independently of your others' authority, you can have the confidence to assert your own Author-ity with Miss Tress." "I know that, yet I feel SOOO good with Miss Tress. How can I stand up to her, when she pleasures me so?" "Use you courage and confidence to become the author of your own dreams. I will also send you an ally to help," Lucid says, turning off the vibrators that are stimulating Peter. "Exercise your ability to be who you really are. You can now go upstairs and deal with Miss Tress." Peter opens the door to the main floor, surprising Miss Tress. She seems a bit flustered that he has come up on his own. She brings Peter's face to her bosom. With one hand she strokes the back of Peter's head, her other strokes his pantied thigh. "I am glad that you are here, Pretty. I've missed you and have some wonderful pleasures planned." Peter says "Thank you, Miss Tress, but I want to go now. I've enjoyed my time with you, but now it's time for me to leave." She motions to her Wicca and Picky Eater, and they start to caress Peter's stockinged thighs. Miss Tress says "You have enjoyed such pleasures with us, Pretty. Let me invite you to stay another day." The protégés slip off Peter's maid uniform. They slip on a white camisole and silky skirt. Just then there is a loud knock on the door. A wolf's voice says "Come, little darlings, and let me in." "Not by the hairs on our quimmy quim quim," Wicca and Picky Eater sing in unison. "Then I'll huff and I'll puff and blow your door in," the wolf says. A giant wind blows the door down, and in steps the wolf. "I've come for a little sweetie to eat," says the wolf. He sniffs Miss Tress' crotch. Wicca and Picky Eater are crouching with their heads buried. The wolf sniffs their panties from behind. "I may start with your Bunny, and enjoy you as dessert," the wolf says. He licks his lips. "Why don't you take this little lovely," Miss Tress says, offering Pretty/Peter. "She was looking for something new, anyway." The wolf moves to Peter, sniffs him and winks at him. Peter has a vision of the fairy godperson. Peter realizes that the wolf is the ally of whom the fairy godperson spoke. "I will take this one," the wolf says. Peter and the wolf dapart. Miss Tress and the protégés look much relieved. As they go into the woods, Peter says "I was always taught to be afraid of you." The wolf responds "Of course you were. Authoritarians teach their young to fear the primal and the spiritual. Being cut off from these sources of power, they are easier to control." As Peter and the Wolf approach a clearing, they notice a shimmering ahead. Colors flash through the forest. When Peter looks again, he sees the form of an angel. The angel transforms into a young lady in a red baseball cap. "I am so glad that you decided to free yourself," Red says. How did you know about me?" Peter asks. "I dreamed it with you," Red responds with a smile. She looks Peter up and down in his camisole, skirt and stockings. "You are SO cute! What is your name?" Peter responds "Pretty..er..Peter". Red gazes at his growing erection, smirks (giving a Groucho Marx impression into the camera) and says "A prettier peter I've never seen". Peter blushes deeply. Peter asks "And what is your name?" "You can call me Little Red Baseball Cap for now," Red responds. "You may remember me from a story, a woman who runs with the wolves." Peter says "I heard a story of a girl named Red who just about got eaten by a wolf." Red blushes and says "He's really only sniffed me through my panties." Peter & Red lie down on some mossy ground under a tree. Red looks at Peter and begins to caress her leg. Peter's erection grows. Red gazes in Peter's eyes and says "Yes, I do." Peter blushes and says "You do what? Do you know what I was thinking?" "You were wondering if I get as sexually aroused and play with myself as much as you do. And the answer is yes," she smiles. There is a loud moan from the bushes. Peter and Red part the bushes to see another young lady caressing herself. "Who are you?" Peter asks. "Little Bo Peeping," the girl responds. "I was looking for my sheep, and found you instead. You're more fun to find, anyway." "Please come and join us," Red invites Bo. They sit and relax together. "I've heard that girls aren't supposed to enjoy their sexuality like you do," Peter says to Red. "Most of them, like me, were taught that sex is dirty. We were taught that we shouldn't be sexy around guys. My mother said that girls who do that can't get attention any other way." "And you didn't agree with your mother?" Peter asks. "My mother was not a happy person. She never enjoyed her own dreams. I've found that life is richer as I discover my own way. I've learned to touch my deeper, masculine side. My opening to deeper awareness has brought with it powers and insights which I enjoy. And you, my pretty Peter, look like you are learning to enjoy your feminine side." Peter blushes. Red asks Peter "What was your experience at Miss Tress' house?" Peter shares some of the seduction and feminization he experienced. Red looks reflective. "She strongly believes in the seductive power of words and aromas. She also uses potions to help deepen the enchantment. She longs for the feminine, that has a masculine quality. Miss Tress may need some guidance. Let's pay her a visit." "Oh, no!" Peter protests. "Miss Tress is very powerful! It would be dangerous for you to go there." "Miss Tress is a dream weaver. She uses potions and seduction to help her shape dreams. She can only trance-form. I am the dream. I realize that I am dreaming, so I can move from one dream to another. I can trance-form and trance-end." "Peter, I will help you learn that you are dreaming. I will help you learn to trance-form and trance-end." "To form trances, you use the look, the posture and the voice. The look is soft and open. (Red demonstrates). The posture is relaxed, powerful and filled with pleasure. The voice is soothing, comfortable and confident. I will show you how these work at Miss Tress's. I will help you learn to trance-end later in our movie." (Red winks into the camera) Peter looks at Red quizzically. Red, Peter, The wolf and Bo set off. As they approach Miss Tress' house, Red turns to Peter and Bo. She says "Wait here for a moment. When I enter the house, you may observe through the window." She winks at Bo. Red then moves toward the house. When Red is near Tress' door, colors shimmer around her. Then, where the baseball-capped maiden stood, a seductress in sheer red gown now stands. The transformed Red knocks on the door. Miss Tress answers and Red says "I am here to help you. Do you have something cool to drink?" (hypnotic induction starts). "Yes, please come in and make yourself comfortable," Tress replies. I have some special iced tea that friends find parTICularly pleasurable." She pours Red some. "How would you like to help me?" Tress inquires. "You enjoy helping these pretty young boys awaken to their femininity," Red continues, ignoring the question. "You enjoy the sensual pleasure you feel with them, don't you?" "Yes!" Tress responds, her eyes starting to glaze over. "I enjoy them very much!" "Have you imagined the pleasure that you can experience with a REAL woman?" Red asks, stroking her own thigh. She picks up the glass and takes a sip. She smiles and says "This IS delicious. Will you enjoy some tea with me?" "Yes," Tess answers absentmindedly, perhaps to both questions. She pours herself a glass and begins to drink. "You have such a lovely body," Red continues. "Your little boys' clitties are always hard as they gaze at you. I imagine that are pleasing yourself as you are teasing your boys. Your skin is so soft and touchable." "Yesss," Tress responds, running her fingertips over her thighs. (Peter and Bo are watching from a window. They become more aroused as they watch the relationship develop.) (Wicca and Picky Eater are watching from the top of the steps. They begin to caress each other as they watch). (Lucid is also watching and becoming aroused). "I am enjoying you feeling aroused," Red smiles kindly. You are feeling aroused and looking at my body." "Yes," Tress responds, deep in trance. Tress' hands drift over her body. "Are you wondering how it would feel to caress my body?" Red asks. Yes, I am!" Tress responds, somewhat surprised (and not knowing that Red just planted the idea for her.) Red opens her legs a bit wider. "Is your pussy wet for me?" Red asks. "Oh YES," Tress responds, caressing herself under her dress. "Let yourself flow...Do your hands want to caress my body?" Red asks. Tress' hands drift up in the air, in the direction of Red. "Oh, they do!" she says. "You may kneel before me and caress my thighs, if you like," Red says warmly. Tress wordlessly kneels before Red and starts caressing Red. Then Tress begins to moan. "Would you like to enjoy the aroma of a REAL woman?" Red asks, caressing Tress' hair. "Oh, YES," Tress replies, breathing quickly and deeply. "You may kiss my thighs and inhale my scent," Red says. Tress moves between Red's thighs and kisses them. She inhales deeply. Red asks "Are you feeling aroused as you enjoy my aroma?" "Oh, I am wet and slippery," Tress says, stroking between her own legs. "You may put your nose to my panties," Red says (Tress does so). "Would you like to be my sexy panty girl, to pleasure and obey me?" "Yes," Tress muffles her response in Red's panties. "You may breathe my panties deeply," Red says (Tress does). Will you call me "Miss Red?" "Yes, Miss Red," Tress muffles. Is your mind open to my suggestions?" Red asks. "Yes Miss Red," Tress responds, nodding her face in Red's tummy. "Do you prefer pleasuring me to playing with boys?" "Yes, Miss Red," she moans with pleasure. "Will you help the boys discover their own sexuality, so that you may enjoy more pleasures with me?" Red asks. Tress looks up and smiles. "Yes, Miss Red. I would like to do what I can, so that I can enjoy pleasures with you." "How aroused are you?" Red asks. "I am so aroused I can hardly stand it," Tress responds. "I am shaking; my juices are running down my legs." "Do you like coming with me more than playing with those boys?" Red asks. "Oh YES, Miss Red." "Did you feminize the boys to help you fulfill your desire to be sexual with another woman?" Miss Tress' face becomes concerned, then very sad. "Yes, Miss Red, I blush. You know my secret desires so well." Red motions to Peter to come in. He enters the door. "Will you apologize to Peter for your seduction and feminization of him?" "Yes. I am so sorry, Peter," Tress says, tears coming down her cheeks. "I forgive you," Peter says to Tress. "I did kind of enjoy it," he says to Red. "Please get Peter his clothing," Red says. Tress goes to a cupboard and gets Peter's clothes. She hands them to Peter. "Will you learn to feel better about yourself for me?" Red asks. "I so want to, Miss Red" Tress replies. "Would you like to come for me, my sexy panty girl?" "Oh, YES. May I come for you, Miss Red?" "Yes. Come, as you inhale through my panties." Tress inhales deeply a few times as she strokes herself and begins to shudder. After an intense orgasm, she lies exhausted on the floor. Red stands. "I am going now, sweet one. Would you like to enjoy pleasure with me again?" Tress opens her eyes a bit. "Yes. I will help the boys discover their own sexuality and help them on their way. I will prepare this house beautifully for you, Miss Red." "Until I return, you may find your nipples yearning for my caress. Your clitty may spend its daze in wet anticipation. Your sweet bottom may desire my caresses every time you find yourself bending forward." Miss Tress squirms with pleasure. "Oh, Miss Red, I feel that way already! I will work with wet anticipation until you return." "I will look forward to that, dear one," Red replies. Red and Peter leave. "Thanks for getting my clothes," Peter says. "I do like the sexy way that I feel with these silky clothes on." He looks lost in confusion. "You can wear some of your boy clothes and your silky clothes. That way, you can enjoy the best of both." Peter's eyes light up. He puts his shirt on loosely over his camisole, leaving buttons undone so that the cami is still visible. He slip off his skirt and puts his lederhosen. His garter tabs and stockings are visible beneath his lederhosen. Peter, Red, Bo and the Wolf walk through the enchanted forest to her mentor's house. After walking in silent wonder, Peter asks "How do you sense what other people are thinking?" "I am with myself deeply, and that helps me communicate with others deeply," Red replies. "What do you mean, 'with myself deeply,'" Peter asks. "I recognize that I have a feminine body and personality. I am also aware of deeper aspects of myself. I am aware of my masculinity, which few girls are allowed to experience. I am also aware of my divinity. I realize that I am infinite and eternal. I am aware that I am an angel, dreaming this dream. A while back, I sensed that you were dreaming a dream that I might enjoy sharing. I used conscious intent to help liberate you from the stuck dream you were in, and enter into the dream I am dreaming. I can share in your dream and you can share in mine. You experience this as me sensing what you are thinking." "How do you develop deeper awareness of yourself?" Peter asks. "Very quietly," Red responds. Peter and Red walk hand in hand through the woods, in silence. Bo and the Wolf follow. As they approach the house, Red turns to Peter. "Are you ready to practice what I've taught you so far?" she asks. "Yes, I've watched you use the look, the posture and the voice. I will practice what you've shown me," Peter says. As they come nearer to the house, they hear Red's mentor crying. "Oh! You're eating me! Oh!" she is saying. The faces of Peter, Red, Bo and the Wolf pop up in the window. They look inside to see Red's mentor MerriLee and Peter's boss Butch together. MerriLee is on the edge of the bed, in a sheer negligie. Butch is naked, except for his wolf-skin coat. He is kneeling between MerriLee's legs. "Yes! YES! Lick me, you big, bad wolf!" Grandma exclaims. (The four are still looking in from the window. Bo is stroking herself.) The wolf turns to Peter and says "This is the kind of thing that gives wolves a bad name." Peter says "This is like a story I read about a lady who gets eaten by a wolf. Except in that story, a woodman comes in and makes everything all better." (Camera focuses on Bo, still stroking herself and tweaking a nipple) Bo whispers "I see a wood man who's going to make everything all better!" (Camera follows Bo's eyes to Butch, who is now standing with a big "woody".) (Camera shifts to MerriLee, sitting and smiling in admiration.) "Oh, my hero! My woodman is here to save the day! Come here, Woody! Let me give you a big, wet kiss!" Butch moves closer and MerriLee takes him into her mouth. She brings one hand up to caress his scrotum. Her other hand caresses his ass and back thigh. Red is standing close to Peter, her breast pressing his shoulder. Her hand caresses his stocking top. She asks "Would you like to take charge of your life, not be pushed around by your boss anymore?" "Yes, I would!" Peter whispers enthusiasticly. "Here is your opportunity," Red says. "Follow my lead, with your look, voice and posture." "I will," Peter says with a smile. (Camera focuses on MerriLee stroking and mouthing Butch. From the direction of the door, Red's voice is heard) "Hello, MerriLee! I've brought you some goodies!" MerriLee and Butch turn and look toward the door. They see Red and Peter standing there. Peter says (with calm confidence) "Hello, Butch. Enjoying yourself?" Butch turns red with embarrassment, then with mock rage. "What are you doing here," he demands. "Apparently not as much as you are," Peter says with a smile. Butch looks Peter up and down. He bellows "Take those girly clothes off and go home this instant!" Red interjects, shifting Butche's attention. "Are you enjoying yourself with MerriLee?" she says (with the voice), musing at Butch's now half-erect cock. Butch starts to breathe in, getting ready to react with rage. MerriLee caresses his inner thigh and he exhales. He smiles meekly with pleasure and says "Yes, I am." MerriLee continues to caress Butch, smiling up at his face. Butch is becoming more aroused again, feeling vulnerable and embarrassed at the same time. "Sexual pleasure is a healthy part of life, isn't it?" Red asks soothingly. "Yes, sexual pleasure is a healthy part of life," Butch repeats, with some assumed air of authority. His eyes are beginning to glaze over. Red winks at Peter and smiles. Peter nods with deep understanding. He again uses the voice with Butch, "You are enjoying sexual pleasure now." MerriLee softly strokes Butch's scrotum. Butch nods silently toward Peter. "...and you want to share your pleasure," Peter continues. "Yes," Butch responds, deep in trance. MerriLee strokes Butch's cock and he moans. "You would enjoy for me to have sexual pleasure as you are enjoying it," Peter says. "Yes, I want you to have pleasure," Butch says. MerriLee strokes faster. Butch continues to moan. "You will share the work on the farm, so that I can enjoy more sexual pleasures like you," Peter smiles. "Yes, I will share the chores, share the pleasure," Butch moans. "Goodbye, Butch. Continue to enjoy yourself." "Yes, I will, Peter. Goodbye," Butch says, his hips rocking. Peter and Red walk on the path silently through the woods. Bo and the Wolf walk behind. The Wolf nuzzles Bo's bottom. Bo giggles. They come to a beautiful overlook. "Let's rest and dream a while," Red says. The couple snuggles on a soft clefted mound. Bo pets the Wolf behind the ear, as they look deeply into each other's eyes. "Shall we share a pleasurable dream?" Red asks Peter. "Yes, how shall we do that?" Peter asks. "Let's breathe and relax. To share the dream, we can first share the Presence that trance-ends our separateness. Let your eyes go soft and your mind open, as we share Vision." The couple look deeply into each other's eyes. Colors flash around them. "To help the dream be pleasurable, we can nurture our bodies with caresses," Red says. She begins to caress over her body lightly. Peter also begins to stroke himself. The colors pulse more intensely. "We can dream about a story that you have heard and play with it a bit. Do you remember a stor-ey about an Emporer's clothing?" Red asks. "Yes, we can play with that one," Peter smiles. The pulsing intensifies into a blur, then refocuses on a store front. The painted sign reads "The Emperor's New and Used Clothing Store." Focusing in through the window, we see the store is filled with erotic and fetish clothing. The partitions in the changing rooms are glass, and the curtains are clear plastic. Lucid is floating through the store, occasionally helping a patron on with an item of clothing. Bo is standing at the cash register. She is ringing up totals with one hand and stroking herself with the other. The Wolf lies beneath a mesh chair on which a sexy lady sits. He sniffs up and sighs. A sign gently pulses by the door going out. It says "Thank you for coming. Please come again." The pulsing blurs and refocuses. Red and Peter find themselves on the clefted mound again. "Thank you! That was wonderful," Peter exclaims. "I am so grateful for you showing me how to dream. You mentioned earlier about trance-ending and realizing that you are the dream. How do you do that?" "We often get trained to be attached to separate personalities, to be just 'Peter' or 'Red'," she says. "That keeps us locked in different perspectives, and in bodies which are born and die. As we practice the trance-end-dance, we can experience these dreams as dreams. We become free of the separateness. We can then flow with loving Presence." "How do you do that?" Peter says in a little-boy voice. "Here, we can share the trance-end-dance," Red says. She stands and extends her hands to Peter. He stands and holds her hands. "Breathe and relax," Red says. They look into each others eyes. Colors begin to pulse. Red begins to move to her right. Peter follows her lead, moving to his right. They move around each other in a circle. (Camera focuses from the perspective of Peter looking at Red). In the pulsing colors, Red begins to trance-form. She shifts from her baseball cap outfit to her Miss Red outfit. She then trance-forms into Miss Tress (Peter breathes deeply). She continues to trance-form into Lucid, then into MerriLee, then into Bo, then into Doris, then into Butch, then into Peter. She shifts back into herself as Red. Then she trance-forms into a beautiful angel, glowing in pulsing white light. "We are infinite, eternal Being, dear Peter," the angel says. "As we realize that we are dreaming, we can play with the dream. Do you like to play with your dreams, Pretty Peter?" she asks. "Oh, yes," Peter responds. "What would you like to do with the dream now, lovely one?" the angel asks. Peter's open heart flows through his face. "I would like to kiss you," he sighs. "Let us share the kiss of Loving Presence," the goddess responds. The two approach each other, embrace and kiss. The pulsing light intensifies, until the screen is filled with pulsing white. Then all goes dark. "Awaken to you pleasure...Let yourself flow. You can awaken to your dreams," a voice (from the cd) repeats in the dark. It continues "Would you like to come with me again? You may call on me again, simply by playing this compact disk." Peter awakens in his Doris' guestroom bed. He remembers the wonderful dream. He looks at the end of the bed, where there is a red baseball cap. Peter goes to the kitchen with the cap. Doris sees it and says, "I found that old cap in a box of your boyhood things. Do you like it?" "Yes," Peter says with a smilie. He starts to tell Doris about the dream. He has gotten through leaving the corporate farm when there is a knock on the door. Doris answers the door and laughs. A woman is at the door, Doris' counselor friend. She invites Peter to come and meet her friend. "This is my friend who created the relaxation cd," Doris says. Peter approaches the door. He looks out and breathes in deeply. The neighbor is Red in different clothing. "This is my friend Auburn, Peter," Doris says. Auburn extends her hand. "My parents called me that because of my auburn hair," Auburn says. "My close girl friends call me Bernie." Peter and Bernie look deeply into each other's eyes and smile. Bernie looks at Doris and says "I was going to go for a walk and wanted to invite you along." "Oh, Bernie, I'm just getting dinner started. Otherwise I'd love to." "May I go for a walk with you?" Peter asks of Bernie. Doris looks first with wonder at Peter's initiation with a woman, then with appreciation at his newfound boldness.. "I would love to walk with you, Peter," Bernie says. I'll have him home by dinner," Bernie says with a smile to Doris. They walk into the woods, silently. Peter finally says, tears streaming down his face, "Thank you. I feel so honored..." Bernie smiles back lovingly and says "You're welcome. I enjoy sharing Presence with my pretty Peter." "I like being angels with you," Peter says. They both laugh. They stand silently on the path. They breathe and face each other, looking deeply into each other's eyes. They hold hands and start to slowly circle each other. Colors in the forest begin to pulse. Bernie trance-forms into Red. Peter trance-forms into his dream self. Red trance-forms into Peter. Peter trance-forms into Red. They laugh, and echoes sparkle into glitter through the forest. They slow to a stop, still breathing deeply. The pulsing colors ease a bit. (Camera focusing on their backs as they continue on the path) "Are the people watching us aware that they are angels, dreaming with us?" Peter asks. "Let's let them decide for themselves," Bernie responds. (Fade into sunset over forest. Roll credits. Show camoes of actors and actresses. Cameos of everyone who helped with the film.) Zay