The biggest problem I've faced as an aspiring girl is that I was born into a male body and so was brought up as a boy and as a consequence excluded from the feminine realm that I secretly knew that I belonged to. All I know about being a girl I have had to teach myself, some aspects with more success than others.

In my own mind, I am a princess, as all women are, but I don't have all the skills that a genetic female, brought up as a girl, does.

The solution is simple. To learn how to be a princess I must first serve one as her maid. The position of maid is the perfect apprenticeship for the maid must be as impecible in her appearance as her mistress in a smart dress with a short skirt and lacy hems, a pretty apron, symbol of her subservience, black stockings over slender legs, feet encased in high heels and wearing a wig and light make up. Underneath her skirt, the pretty maid will wear dainty, lacy knickers and a stiff corset to train her figure.

The costume will force the maid to learn how to manage her skirts and to perfect her deportment and will have an impact on her personality, encouraging submission, docility, an eagerness to please and the giddy girlish feelings that wearing pretty clothes and feeling feminine cause to wash over her.

Under her mistress' direction she will be kept busy washing, ironing, cooking, cleaning and sewing and of course, helping her mistress bathe, with the care of her body, including the application of make up and helping her dress for her evening out. In return, the maid will learn the art of femininity from her mistress so that one day she may take her own place in the world as the princess she was born to be.