Übersetze den Text in gut leserliches deutsch: "Chapter One: Naughty Nancy Boys!
Danny Pierce, not quite twenty-two years old, sat in the office of Rita Carson, with his Aunt Cheryl who smiling smugly. It had taken Cheryl Danvers two full months to get her nephew’s case transferred over to Ms. Carson’s office. Rita Carson was a probation officer who applied her special “Male Makeover Method” to most all of her unruly youth’s problems. 
Danny was an ideal candidate and knew full well what was in store for him. Rita began her usual lecture. “Well Danny I think you know the options involved. Two years at the detention center or the same amount of time being sissified and feminized by my special Triple M curriculum. If I recall, when I took you on a tour of the women’s center, you were terrified. I can’t imagine your holding out too long at the men’s facility,” she said smiling and then winking at Cheryl Danvers. 
Danny shivered. It was true. A week ago his aunt had dropped him off at Rita’s office. First he had been taken to a dressing and shower room by two female officers. They had roughly stripped him, shaved his body with cream and a razor. Then they had coated him with depilatory and threw him in a shower. Coming out of the shower, he had been toweled, perfumed and powdered, and then he’d been made to coat his own body with scented lotion, before being told to dress. 
The clothing he wore included a girl’s flowered cotton panties, pink knee-highs, a white shell top, pink hot pants and red sneakers with pom poms on the laces. A hair stylist had set and styled his hair into a cute page and put peach nail polish and lipstick on him. He’d tearfully been paraded through the women’s detention center to the hoots and catcalls of the women.
 “Hey sweetheart, who set your hair? I’ll trade you some curlers for some smokes! Hey sissy fag, be my girlfriend?” The shouts got worse and Danny hysterically begged to be taken home. His thoughts of the horrid event were broken by Rita asking, “Danny, do you have any idea what would happen to a cute, slightly built young man like yourself at the male facility?” Danny didn’t answer.
“I’ll tell you dear. You’d be considered Fresh Meat. You, with your pretty, long hair, would become the girlfriend of the biggest, toughest hood in the place. They would fight over you. Probably call you Dani, or Danielle,” she laughed slightly and let things set in. Looking at the young man, she thought with his dark hair and smoldering eyes, he resembled Denise Sands, that gorgeous, new, teen rock star. 
Rita had already mentioned this to Cheryl, and they both considered it a cute girls name for whenever Danny begged to be dressed as a girl and not as a sissy boy. All of Ms. Carson’s sissy boys eventually wanted to be dressed as girls. They soon tired of the public humiliations they suffered as sissies.  
It was much less stressful learning to pass as a pretty girl and have people perceive and accept them as such. Rita’s own nephew, Christopher, was already breaking. He had recently asked his mother, Helene, about what dress size he was. 
“Besides this dressing thing, what else do you expect me to do?” Danny asked. 
“Ms. Danvers. Why don’t you fill him in?” asked Ms. Carson. 
Danny’s aunt began, “Well dear, for the first few weeks you’ll stay home and keep house. You’ll practice hair and nail care on yourself, your two cousins, Ronda and Sharon and me. Once you’ve adjusted, the four of us can split the housekeeping and you can start working at my main salon. You’ll also help out next door at my partner’s boutique.” 
Danny’s aunt owned a small but profitable salon/boutique chain called Tresses and Dresses, along with her partner Tina Goodman. Tina was the mother of Danny’s girl friend Barbara. Danny cringed as he realized Barbara knew of the plan of discipline being enforced upon him. In fact she was all for it. She had even picked out Danny’s new sissy name. Pansy. Pansy Pierce. 
Until such a time as Denise, the girl, emerged, Pansy would be the sissy’s new name. 
“Well, that just about covers everything. Cheryl, if you have nothing to add, why don’t you take Pansy here to Dr. Cane’s office so she can give Pansy an exam, a booster shot and some pretty pills,” Ms. Carson said laughingly.