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Sissy Tammy It all started back in the 60's, 1967 to be exact, when I was 13 years old. As a child I was a bit small and frail, taking longer to develop than most boys my age, and as a result I ended up playing more with the little girls on my block than the boys. This was also a problem of geography, not having any boy friends living near us, and that was probably just as well because all they did was tease me and beat me up, never letting me play any of their games. My only real play friend was a pretty 11-year-old girl living next door to us, and her name was Jacqueline Taylor. We use to spend all of our free time together playing in the yard behind her house, getting into whatever we could find to keep our interest. It was an innocent time; both of us were immature and usually our play reflected that but my body was changing and unknown to me Jacqueline was developing other interests and it was these interests that led to my first experience with feminization. At this point I have to talk about Jacqueline's beautiful mother Mrs. Taylor, or Mistress Amber as I later got to know her. She was a very outgoing, pretty woman in her mid 30's that had lost her husband the year before in a tragic automobile accident. Mrs. Taylor had long auburn hair that cascaded over her shoulders in thick waves with green almond shaped eyes and full pouting lips. Though I was too immature to appreciate it at the time, she had a curvaceous, buxom figure of 38-24-36, which turned many men's heads, but she had few real suitors because she was very picky and she was a woman on her own with a child to raise. On that fateful day I was out side playing with my playmate and we were having trouble trying to decide what we were going to do that afternoon. I suggested the usual things, trucks in the sandbox, hide and seek, and just poking around the backyard to see what we could find, but my little girl friend answered an emphatic 'NO' to all my suggestions. "Well, what do you want to do then?" I asked. "I want to go inside," she replied. "Let's go upstairs to my room, and play Barbie's!" I'd never played with dolls before; not having any sisters or dolls of my own and I thought it was kind of a 'Sissy' thing to do, but things being the way they were between us, it really didn't matter to me and besides I hand nothing else to do anyway. "Fine let's play Barbie's then," I said and we went inside to see if it was OK with her mother. When Jacqueline made her request, Mrs. Taylor looked at me kind of funny. She knew how old I was and had always been a little mystified as to why I hung around with her sweet little daughter. "Do you want to go play Barbie's with Jacqueline, Cammy?" She asked. "Sure Mrs. Taylor, why not?" I replied innocently. Again she gave me that funny look and shrugged her shoulders. "OK sweetie that's fine, but if you two are going to be inside then I'll have to come up and keep an eye on you." Jacqueline and I both agreed that would be fine and taking me by the hand and we went upstairs to her room to play. What I didn?t see was my playmate giving her mother a mischievous grin over her shoulder as we started up the stairs and her mother returning it with a knowing wink. Mrs. Taylor really didn't stay to watch them; she appeared to be quite busy with other more important chores and she only popped in occasionally to check on them when they were quiet for too long. She found it a bit odd that a teenager like Cammy could be coaxed into playing dolls by her sweet little daughter, but she had noticed the boy had a few rather 'feminine' traits that seemed to come out when he was around her daughter, and they were totally inconsistent with a rough and tumble boy of thirteen. She'd had a few interesting thoughts about Cammy over the last little while, mostly musing about his orientation and his apparent feminine mannerisms and as she thought about it they flashed through her memory. In the end she gave herself a little mental shrug, then she left them to go fold some laundry. Cammy settled in with Jacqueline and she showed the boy all her pretty Barbie's and how to play dolls, dressing them in all kinds of pretty clothes and playing with all the accessories. The boy didn't get the concept at first but soon he understood all about playing house and the feminine role-playing that went along with it and he especially liked dressing the little plastic mannequins in their pretty party dresses. The two played happily till about 4:00 PM when it was time for Cammy to go home. As Jacqueline and Mrs. Taylor waked the boy to the door the older woman asked, "So did you like playing with Jacqueline's pretty dollies Cammy?" Mrs. Taylor had asked the question a bit sarcastically expecting the boy to blush in embarrassment at participating is such 'sissy-like' activity, but his enthusiastic answer surprised her. "Actually Mrs. Taylor it was lots of fun!" the boy answered excitedly. "I wish I had dolls of my own at home! Can we play with them again tomorrow?" She could see the excitement in the boy's eyes and thought it very curious. She didn't have the heart to say no to his request and besides, she had the feeling that something interesting was developing here and wanted to see how it played out. "We'll see tomorrow sweetie," she replied and Cammy ran for home and his waiting dinner. Over the next few days Mrs. Taylor allowed Cammy play dolls with Jacqueline three more times up in her room, carefully observing the boy's actions and mannerisms, but on the last occasion things took an unexpected turn. He and Jacqueline were happily playing in the girl's room when they heard the downstairs phone ring. Mrs. Taylor hurried by the room and down the stairs to catch the call, leaving the two of them alone upstairs. Jacqueline listened for a few moments to hear when her mother picked up and started talking. "Hello, oh yes it has been a while since we talked. How have you been?" The girl continued to listen intently. "Sure we can talk for a while," she heard her mother say loud and clear as if on cue and she looked over at the boy playing next to her. "Mommy is going to be busy on the phone for a while and I'm sick of Barbie's, let's play something else!" She suggested. Cammy looked up at her when he heard the strange tone in her voice and he reluctantly put down his Barbie and asked, "What would you like to play now?" The sweet young girl made a momentary pretense of thinking hard then blurted out excitedly, "Let's play dress up!" "I've never played that before," Cammy replied a look of confusion on his face. "How do you play?" Jacqueline smiled sweetly. "Awe, it's easy!" she said. "All you have to do is dress up!" "Well OK, if you say so?" he replied with a shrug.?But I don't have any good clothes here. What will I wear?" Jacqueline gave him an impish grin; Cammy clearly did not understand his playmate's intention. "I'll take care of that!" the girl said with a giggle. "Go over by the bed and start taking your clothes off." Jacqueline got up and moved about the room gathering what she needed for they're first game of dress-up. First she went to her dresser and opening one of the drawers she quickly withdrew a few items. She was careful to use her body to block Cammy's view so that his outfit would be a complete surprise. The confused boy was a little unsure of what he should be doing, so he went over and stood beside the girl's bed and started to slowly remove his clothes. Even though Cammy was thirteen he still had a trusting childish innocence and Jacqueline was his best friend, so why wouldn't he take of his clothes, they were only playing?right?? Cammy was down to his underwear and socks as he watched his playmate move around the room; excitedly collecting items of clothing for him wear, Jacqueline had almost gathered everything she wanted together, time to play dress-up! Jacqueline glanced in his direction and yelled, "You're cheating! You have to take ALL your clothes off, and close your eyes! There's no peeking or you get a spanking! That's the punishment in this game!" The boy turned away from his playmate and slipped his underwear and socks off and stood waiting for the next step of their game of dress-up, his eyes tightly closed as ordered. The girl dug around in her dresser giggling to herself and warning Cammy repeatedly not to peek. To make sure that he didn't see himself until she was done she quickly tied a dark blue scarf over his eyes blind folding him, then she went to her closet to get a few more items. Finally she came back to the bed and dropped an armload of girl's clothing on the bed. Jacqueline picked up the first lacy item by the waistband and choked back a laugh, then bent down beside the waiting boy. She pushed on the Cammy's right leg and said, "Lift this up." The boy steadied himself on her shoulder and did as he was told, foolishly trusting his little playmate. Cammy felt something-soft brush over his foot and the sensation of something gathered around his ankle as the girl pushed his leg down. "Now the other one stupid!" Again Cammy did as he was told, and again felt the same soft brush of material against his foot as it slipped over it. Now there was a gentle tugging between his two legs restricting his movement a little as he put his leg down. "Don't spread your legs too far apart, you might rip them!" the girl yelled out. "Rip what?" he asked, looking around blindly. Cammy had the sensation of silky fabric sliding across his legs as Jacqueline pulled the item of clothing up his legs settling them around his hips and waist with a sharp 'SNAP' of elastic. He would have turned beet red in shame if he could've seen that Jacqueline had made him wear a pair of her laciest little girl pink panties! The feminine little undies dripped frills, with pretty white lace accents around the waist, leg openings and several more rows across the rear. As an added feminine touch the pink undies had a big pink satin bow right in the center of the rear was with a lovely pink rose bud in the center. After she got her unsuspecting playmate dressed in her little girl panties, she sat him down on the edge of the bed to make it easier for her to finish her strange game of dress-up. Of course Cammy knew he had underpants of some kind on, he could feel them snugly gripping his waist and thighs, but the material felt different, not at all like his normal underwear. The unsuspecting boy hadn't known that ?dress up? meant him being completely feminized as a little girl! Secretly Cammy had contemplated trying to get into sweet little Jacqueline?s panties before, but not quite this way! The young boy?s hormones had started to stir lately and he found himself admiring his playmates tight little ass as they played together. Little did he know, that Jacqueline had already far surpassed that type of innocent petting and moved on to more serious sexual activities?but that?s getting ahead of the story. Jacqueline giggled to herself again as she looked down at Cammy sitting on the bed in a pair of her laciest panties. She wished some of her girlfriends were here to see this! It was fun to be dressing a boy in panties. Something about it gave her a feeling of control over her older playmate and she knew when she finished fully dressing him he would turn purple with embarrassment. It was kind of cruel to take advantage of her friend this way, but she had a dominant streak in her that she now needed to satisfy. Next Jacqueline had him lift his arms as she slid a matching pink nylon camisole over his head, covering his flat hairless chest. The silky pink camisole had the same pretty lace trim and ribbon detailing as the pink panties she had put on him and it made quite a feminine little lingerie set. She thought Cammy looked quite cute dressed this way and she could see that with a little more work, the boy would make quite a convincing girl. He was a couple of years older than she was but Jacqueline was maturing faster, both mentally and physically, and was already an inch or two taller than he was. Cammy had always seemed smaller and weaker than she, and she had always considered him to be kind of a Sissy, so why not dress him this way? Jacqueline quickly set about the task of completing the boy?s sissy makeover, dressing him in some of her most feminine clothes, with pink lace ankle socks on his feet, and a pair of her white Mary-Jane shoes which fit the boy remarkably well. All the while, Cammy sat patiently and could feel the various items of clothing that Jacqueline was putting on him, but he was trying to be the good playmate and not peek. He did try once, tilting his head back and trying to see under the edge of the blindfold, but Jacqueline caught him and put her hands over Cammy's eyes before he could see anything. "That's not fair! I told you not to peek! Now keep your eyes closed!" she yelled and pulled the blindfold down to cover more of his eyes. Jacqueline hauled the boy to his feet and spinning him around she smacked him hard on his pantied rear. "OWWW!" he screamed out in shock and surprise trying to cover his lacy rear with his hands. "Why'd you do that?" "I warned you not to peek or you'd get a spanking! You have to wait until we're dressed. THEN you can see!" Jacqueline pulled the boy over toward her closet. "Stay right there, don't move!" she commanded and Cammy waited blindly while his sweet little girl friend quickly took off her sundress and put on a beautiful white satin party dress from the closet. Jacqueline zipped herself up and tied the wide pink sash into a big bow at the small of her back. "Put your arms up again Cammy," she ordered as she removed a pink satin party dress from another hanger and getting the boy to bend slightly forward she pulled it over his head guiding his arms out through the short puffy cap sleeves. Unable to see what was happening, Cammy's other senses were in a heightened state. He was almost overwhelmed by the soft caress of the pink party dresses satiny skirts and lacy white crinolines as she slid the girly party dress on him and then she quickly zipped up the back. Then she tied a big bow in the small of the boy's back using the white satin sash at the waist. The girl happily fussed over the short satin skirt, fluffing and smoothing it over the under lying white crinolines so that the party dress now had the proper frou-frou style it was meant to have. As Cammy stood with his eyes blindfolded he could hear the soft rustle of the dresses crinolines as Jacqueline made the finishing touches until she was satisfied her new girl friend was ready. Then she shut the closet door and taking him by the hand Jacqueline excitedly said, "OK Tammy, open your eyes!" She whipped off the blindfold, and at first the boy was a little confused by what he saw in the mirror. There in the reflection he could see were two beautifully dressed little girls standing side by side, and then it dawned on him HE was the other girl! Cammy blushed furiously as he looked for the first time at what he was wearing! Jacqueline looked like the picture perfect little princess wearing her pretty white satin party dress, matching white lace ankle socks and black paten shoes and the other girl was; HIM! His playmate had dressed him in a pink satin party dress with lacy pink ankle socks and white paten shoes! From a certain, blurred perspective Cammy imagined he no longer saw a boy in girls clothing in the mirror, but a cute pre-teen girl with short blond hair, but still a girl! In a daze he slid his hands over the silky satin of the skirt and grabbing the hem he lifted it revealing rows of frothy crinoline and the pretty pink little girl panties he wore beneath. Butterflies fluttered around in his stomach as he traced the pretty ruffs of white lace around the leg openings of the undies till they disappeared in the rear. "Do you like it Tammy?" Jacqueline asked as she watched her playmate closely trying to gauge his reaction. "I don't think I should be wearing this," was all he could say as turned this way and that in front of the mirror, hardly believing what he saw. If anybody from school heard about this he knew he'd be in for the pounding of his life! As he moved he could feel the gentle caress of the dresses crinoline as it brushed against the smooth nylon and ruffled lace of the panties and he had a sudden urge to see more. He gathered up the rear of his flounced skirt and bent over in the mirror exposing the frilled rear of the pink panties for view. "Nice girls don't show off their panties Tammy," Jacqueline giggled. "Why do you keep calling me Tammy?" The boy asked as he looked at the big pink satin bow perched in the center of his pantied rear. He was over the initial shock of seeing himself dressed in such an ultra-feminine outfit, but he was still very uneasy with it and wanted to change back to his regular clothes before anyone discovered their game. He was positive that Jacqueline's mother would take a dim view of the boy next door wearing her daughter?s frilly undies and dresses. "That's your new girl name,? she said, a menacing tone creeping into her normally friendly voice. ?If you're going to play Barbie's, and wear my dresses then from now on you have to be Tammy!" Cammy quickly smoothed down his flounced skirts, covering up his pink panties once more and looked curiously down at the white paten Mary Jane shoes and the short lace frilled socks on his feet; this wasn?t right! The boy was gripped by a sudden wave of panic as it washed over him like cold water. "I'd better change before your mother comes back," he said and he reached for the zipper at his back, trying to undo it as rushed for his clothes on the bed. Jacqueline quickly jumped in his way blocking him. "No you can't change yet, you're my new sissy sister now Tammy! MOMMY!" Cammy heard Jacqueline's mother quickly saying her good- byes to the other person on the phone and the hurrying up the stairs. The boy franticly tried getting around his playmate, the pink party dress rustling loudly as he moved. Jacqueline just laughed at the smaller boy's frantic attempts to get to his clothes before her mother arrived, blocking his every move. Just then Mrs. Taylor burst into the room. "Well, well and what do we have here?" She said in mock surprise. She wasn?t sure what she would find when she got to the room, but she had a sneaking suspicion based on the look her daughter had given her as they had climbed the stairs to her room. Cammy turned to face Mrs. Taylor looking shame faced and guilty both at the same time. "Tammy and I were playing dress up, but now she won't play anymore 'cause she say's she's afraid!" Jacqueline said this last statement at the boy with a sneer on her face, and Cammy hung his face in shame as she turned to address him. "Tammy, is that your name?" The boy stood silently with his head down, his face bright red staring at his shoes. "I SAID is that you?re NAME? Answer me GIRL!" she commanded. Jacqueline reached over and pushed the boy trying to prod him to answer. Cammy kept his head down and mumbled "Yes Mrs. Taylor." A smile crept over the woman's face as she heard the sheepish boy's response. "Now what seems to be the problem girls?" She asked curtly. "We were playing dress-up and I put Tammy in my best pair of pink panties and my favorite party dress, but now she says she wants to change!" Jacqueline blurted out. "Is this correct Tammy?" Mrs. Taylor asked the boy mildly. She was trying not to scare him too much by forcing her voice to be as calm as possible. Cammy finally looked up at her, tears starting to well in his eyes. "I shouldn't be wearing this stuff Mrs. Taylor, what if someone saw me and besides I didn't want you to think I was a creep or something?" The boy dropped his face in shame again. Amber was actually very touched that he was so concerned about her opinion of him. She lifted the boy's chin and smiled sweetly to reassure him. "Oh sweetie, I don't mind if you play dress-up with Jacqueline? No harm done." The boy brightened considerably when he heard her say that. "REALLY? You don't mind?" he asked unsure if she was being sincere. "Why should I? Jacqueline doesn't seem to mind sharing her pretty things with you, unless of course you mind?" The boy looked at himself in the mirror, remembering the look of the frilly pink panties he wore when he looked under the skirt, and he was very keenly aware of how the panties felt against his teenage penis as he moved. After a few moments reflection he said, "I don't mind Mrs. Taylor, if you don?t," but he avoided direct eye contact with her. Amber reached out and turned the boy's face toward her. "Do you mind Tammy?" she asked again in a commanding tone. Cammy looked into her eyes and felt an overwhelming urge to obey this woman. It was more than respect for an adult; there was an air about Mrs. Taylor that demanded obedience. "I don't mind wearing Jacqueline's pretty things Mrs. Taylor, honest!" he responded clearly while looking her straight in the eye. "Good girl. Now let?s have a look at what you've got on." Cammy stood before Mrs. Taylor as she reached out and flounced the skirts of the pink dress so that they were there fullest. "Turn around for me sweetie," she asked and Cammy started to turn slowly for her. Her daughter had done a good job of feminizing the boy, right down to the white paten shoes and frilly socks he now wore, but she was curious to see how far the boy had let her daughter go. She lifted the front of the dresses frou- frou skirts and peered beneath. Framed by layers of lacy white crinoline, Mrs. Taylor could see that the teenager was wearing a pair of her daughter's frilliest pink panties. She knew that pair! Those particular undies were one of the prettiest she had ever bought for her daughter. They were ultra feminine, dripping with lace and ribbon. "How sweet Tammy, what pretty pink panties you have on!" she gushed. The boy blushed furiously at having Jacqueline's beautiful mother see him wearing such frilly little girl undies. Seeing that her comments were making the boy uncomfortable she decided she'd had enough fun at the boy's expense, at least for the moment. She let the skirts of the dress settle back into place and abruptly turned to leave. "You girls go back to your game I've got things to do." And she left the room. The two sat back down on the floor and started playing Barbie's again, but now things seemed different. Cammy's demeanor changed with that of his pretty feminine clothes becoming less boisterous and more submissive to Jacqueline. As they played it became apparent that the younger girl had definitely taken charge of the situation and anyone looking in on them would have sworn it was two beautifully dressed little girls happily playing dolls. Mrs. Taylor went back to the laundry room and continued sorting and neatly folding both hers and her daughter's things including a lacy pile of lingerie. Her mind kept coming back to the femininely dressed boy sitting on the floor in her daughter's room and she thought about everything she had ever noticed about the boy's behavior. She had always thought that Cammy's soft feminine features reminded her more of a little girl than of a boy and lately he had exhibited some very girlish traits. Over the last while she had been watching the two closely as they played, concerned that as he got older his rough and tumble ways would be too abrasive for her delicate little girl. After seeing the boy completely feminized it was obvious to her that her daughter was in complete control of their relationship, how else could you explain his miraculous transformation to that of panty-clad sissy boy. Mrs. Taylor peeked in at the two playmates on and off the remainder of the afternoon smiling at the change in the neighbor's boy since donning her daughter's panties and pretty pink dress. However, was starting to get late and she knew that Cammy would have to leave soon, so she decided it was time for him to revert back into a boy and go home for supper. Her daughter as visibly upset at having to loose her new girl friend, but she calmed down a bit when her mother assured her that 'Tammy' could come back and play again tomorrow. She supervised the two of them as Cammy changed back into his boyish clothes and her daughter dressed into something more appropriate for supper. Mrs. Taylor instructed the boy in how to properly remove his dress, and got him to put it and his shoes away in her daughter?s closet and where the laundry hamper was located for his discarded lingerie. She watched the boy intently as he wandered around in her daughter's frilly undies thinking he looked quite cute as a girl and he was behaving like a perfect young lady. When the boy finally removed her daughter's frilly pink panties to put them in the hamper all she could say was, "OH MY!" Even though the boy was only 13 years old his developing teenage penis hung down a good 5 or 6 inches even when flaccid and it was quite thick. She had seen other boy's of his age nude before and their penises were usually quite small and immature at that age, not at all like his. She was sure that by the time the boy passed fully through puberty he would be very well hung indeed! Amber grew a bit flustered as she imagined just how big the boy's penis could possibly grow to be and busied herself helping the children dress to drive away her lewd thoughts. Once they were fully dressed, she and Jacqueline escorted the Cammy to the door and said their good-byes. "Thank you for letting me play Barbie's with Jacqueline, Mrs. Taylor." She smiled at his polite comment noting that he didn't mention their game of dress-up. Since donning her daughter's clothes today she had noticed a definite change in the sometimes-unruly boy. Feminization seemed to agree with him and she had to admit, she found it somewhat stimulating to be manipulating the teenager?s orientation. "You're so very welcome sweetie!" she replied. "Why don't you come over early tomorrow and spend all day Saturday with us, wouldn't that be fun Jacqueline?" "Oh yes, Mommy! And can we play dress up again?" the little girl gushed. "That's up to your little playmate honey. What do you think Cammy? Would you like to play dress up again?" She wanted to see if the boy had any inhibitions about wearing girl's clothes again. If he hesitated she wouldn't allow it to go on, he might become upset and tell other's what had happened. Better not to start a controversy over the boy dressing up in her daughter's undies and things. "Can I? Thank you Mrs. Taylor!" the boy said happily. "Bye Jacqueline, see you tomorrow." And he ran for dinner. The next time morning Cammy was up bright and early knocking on the Taylor's front door. Fortunately, Jacqueline and her mother were early risers so they had been up for a little while before he arrived. Mrs. Taylor casually opened the door still wearing her nightgown and a short sheer pink dressing gown over top. Cammy?s mouth fell open in surprise as he stared at her sexy outfit and he could clearly make out the short pink baby doll nightie and matching panties she wore beneath. "Good morning Cammy, you're here early." She said with a grin, obviously the boy was raring to go. Good, she wanted him to be enthusiastic it would make things simpler. "I'm sorry Mrs. Taylor, should I leave and come back later?" Cammy didn't want to seem pushy and bother Jacqueline's mother, otherwise she might not let him come over and dress up today, and Cammy was REALLY looking forward to it. Secretly he had really liked the pink undies and dress that Jacqueline had put on him yesterday and later when he had put it away, he had seen that her entire closet was filled all kinds of pretty, feminine dresses and other equally interesting things. "Oh no, I was expecting you early Tammy, come in. Jacqueline is just eating breakfast in the kitchen, but I want to talk with you first for a minute." She opened the door and led the boy over to the couch and sat down. "Sit down here next to me sweetie." Cammy felt a wave of anxiety come over him. He wasn't sure if he had made Mrs. Taylor mad at him or something worse, as he sat next to her on the couch. "Cammy what did you think when Jacqueline asked you to dress up like a girl yesterday?" she asked. "I didn't know she was going to do that Mrs. Taylor and she blindfolded me and told me not to peek," he replied innocently. "Well, you're a very obedient boy Cammy. A quality very hard to find these days I can assure you." Amber thought that her daughter must really have the boy under her thumb for her to completely dress him without resisting her once. The boy?s disposition seemed right for her little plan, now for the critical question she thought. "Cammy when you took the blindfold off and saw you were wearing a dress and other girlish under things?did you hate it?" The boy blushed deeply at that question and stammered nervously as he answered. "No Mrs. Taylor, it kind of surprised me at first? but you know?I kind of liked it." She decided to press the point a little more, as she wanted the boy to freely admit his weakness, then they could proceed. "Why did you like it Cammy?" The boy had his head down looking at his feet as if the answer could be found there. "Because the dress was so pretty, prettier than anything I own. And when I looked underneath and saw the pretty undies I had on I felt?funny." "If wearing girl's undies makes you feel funny you don't have to dress today. Is that what you want?" She said lifting the boy's chin to look in his eyes. "Oh no Mrs. Taylor, I want to play dress up. Honest!? he explained. ?I just meant it felt ?good? funny not ?awful? funny, that?s all." She could see how earnest Cammy was being and she smiled and gave the boy a hug. "OK sweetie, but I have a few rules that you have to follow from now on, OK." "Yes Mrs. Taylor," the boy said, happy that she didn't want to discuss the difficult subject anymore. Here we go, she thought. "Rule one, from now on you will address me as Mistress Amber and Jacqueline as Miss, is that understood." "Yes Mistress Amber." He replied with out hesitation. Cammy didn't know it but this was the first step in Mrs. Taylor's plan to train the 13-year-old in the proper ways of femdom. She had started formulating her plan the day before, shortly after she had seen without his panties on for the first time. She knew that if she taught him early, by the time he matured, he would be properly trained to serve and pleasure her, her daughter and her friends for years to come. ?How splendidly wicked,? she thought. She continued. "Good girl, I see we understand each other. Second whenever you're here Jacqueline and I will refer to you either as Tammy or Sissy and you will answer appropriately, understood?" "Yes Mistress Amber," the boy replied on queue. "Very good Tammy!" She wanted to be sure to complement the boy every chance she got, at least for the time being, so that he felt he was doing well. "The next rule is that whenever you?re in my presence, you must wear a dress and the appropriate feminine under things, no more boyish clothes, understood." "Yes Mistress Amber," the boy answered again. To Cammy it all seemed to be some kind of a game; little did he know this was no game! "The final rule and the most important one is that no matter what happens you can never, ever, tell anyone what goes on when you're in my house. Do you under stand Tammy?" The boy felt the gravity of the situation and answered appropriately. "Yes Mistress Amber." "Very good Tammy, you're such a bright little girl! Now let's go into the kitchen and see if your new sister is done with her breakfast." The unsuspecting boy followed his new Mistress into the kitchen where Jacqueline was just finishing up her breakfast at the table. "Hi Tammy," the girl said with a big smile on her face. "Hi Jacqueline," the boy replied without thinking. Jacqueline quickly corrected him. "You have to call me Miss now; remember Tammy? Mommy and I had a long talk last night and she told me that you're going to be my new Sissy sister. What was that other thing you said Mommy?panty something?" "That was 'Panty Slave' sweetie," her mother corrected. "But we won't get into that now." The girl giggled at the humiliating reference aimed at her former male playmate. Now, Cammy knew what a Sissy was, some of the boy's at school had called him that when they were picking on him and he wasn't sure he liked the idea of Jacqueline calling him that. He had never heard the term 'Panty Slave' before during his short and sheltered life and it made him feel a little uncomfortable. If he had known better he would have run right back out the door, but he was already hooked on wearing lingerie and the urge to dress up in Jacqueline's pretty things again was too strong in him, so he didn't say anything. Mrs. Taylor looked at the boy expectantly. "You've been spoken to Sissy how should you respond to Jacqueline?" A confused look spread across the boy's face for a moment. "Yes Miss?" he replied hesitantly. "That's correct Sissy. We have to maintain the proper decorum at all times, remember the rules." She knew it would take a little work to properly adjust the boy's attitude to his new subservient role and the only way to do that was to enforce the rules whenever possible. Mistress Amber walked over to Cammy and felt his hair with her fingers. "Did you have a bath this morning Tammy?" "No Mistress," the boy replied. "I did wash my face and brush my teeth though." "Filthy little urchin, that's a start, but a proper young lady has a bath each morning and does her daily beauty regiment. You must project cleanliness as well as beauty and femininity." She instructed. "Well girls I think it's time we got cleaned up and ready for the day ahead. Upstairs and we'll all have a bath." Cammy was made to follow behind the women as they made their way to the second floor and into to Jacqueline's room. "Strip off those boyish clothes NOW Tammy!" Mistress Amber ordered and Cammy scrambled to obey. As the boy removed each item of his clothing Mistress Amber gathered them up, placing them in a canvas laundry bag. Once she had everything she pulled the drawstring tight at the top and locked the bag with a small pad lock. Cammy was red-faced with shame at having to strip naked in front of the women but when he saw his new Mistress lock up his clothes his shame was replaced with anxiety and a bit of fear over what was to come. "Just a precaution Sissy,? she said seeing the boy?s concern. ?Just incase you chicken out on us and try leaving before I?m done with you." She left the room to run the bath and hide the boy's clothes for the day. Jacqueline giggled and pointed at the boy when her mother had left the room. "You should see the look on your face Panty Slave!" She said mockingly. Cammy was hurt by Jacqueline's use of that humiliating term and he hung his head again, his face burning in shame. When Jacqueline saw his reaction to her calling him a 'Panty Slave' she laughed out loud. She was happy to know she could use that humiliating term on Cammy to put him in his place. Her mother was grooming her to dominate her former playmate and properly humiliating him would be part of her new authoritarian role over the would-be sissy. Jacqueline stripped off the top of her yellow baby doll nightie and tossed it on the bed, quickly followed by her panties as she also prepared for their bath. This was the first time Cammy had seen his girl friend with all her clothes off and he swallowed hard as she shamelessly stood nude before him. She was a couple of years younger than he was, but Jacqueline's pre-teen body was starting to show early signs of maturing. The small pointy mounds of her breasts were almost totally nipple and stood out proudly both from excitement and the cool temperature of the room. Her young body was slim and nubile not yet showing the womanly curves of maturity, but her pre-teen rear was well rounded and firm. Cammy's eyes roamed over her body coming to rest on the deep cleft between her coltish legs. Jacqueline's smooth puffy mound was completely hairless because puberty had not yet touched her. Cammy felt a weird tingling between his legs as he stole glances at his playmates sweet young body and he quickly averted his eyes when she caught him staring. Of course, Jacqueline had noticed the boy gawking at her and was equally curious about him. "What's wrong Tammy, never seen a girl before?" She came over beside the boy who had his head down staring at his feet and his hands covering his crotch modestly. "I spoke to you Sissy, my Mother's rules say you must obey and answer!" Cammy's head remained down, "No Miss I haven't seen a girl before," he mumbled. Jacqueline wanted to see what her new sissy sister was hiding and reached over and pulled away his hands, Cammy's half-erect penis popped into view and the girl's eyes widened in delighted surprise. The naked girl licked her lips sensuously in anticipation and slowly reached for the boy?s growing penis, curious to feel it pulsing in her hand. Just then her mother re-entered the room and the girl jumped back in surprise and Cammy quickly covered up again as she looked at the two of them suspiciously. "OK you two, no playing around just yet, into the bath." His new Mistress led the way down the hall, followed by Miss Jacqueline and him again bringing up the rear. He couldn't help but stare at Jacqueline's sweet rear as she walked in front of him and was watching her so intently that he almost ran into her when they stopped in front of the bathroom door. "In you go ladies," Mistress Amber said motioning them to enter. Cammy could see the steam rising from the large standing tub and it was overflowing with fragrant bubbles. Jacqueline climbed in and settled down into the tub and after a moments hesitation Cammy followed her, any chance to hide his current embarrassing condition. Mrs. Taylor came over to the edge of the tub and taking off her dressing gown she picked up a large bath sponge and started scrubbing the children. Cammy had never been scrubbed that thoroughly in his life, and his Mistress seemed to pay special attention to his genital area. He couldn't help but stare at her large 38-DD breasts as they jiggled invitingly just inches from his face. Add to this the sheer baby doll she wore had gotten wet, and as she had washed them, it molded itself to her large firm breasts leaving nothing to the imagination. Suddenly he jumped in surprise as he felt his new Mistress grab hold of his penis and balls with her hand as she gave them a through examination under the water. Cammy squirmed around uncomfortably in the tub as her hands roamed over his teenage penis and then between the cheeks of his rear, her red painted nails brushing against his tight sissy hole. "I'm glad that you're fairly hairless down their Sissy, but I think we need to be sure, don't you agree Jacqueline? "Yes Mother," the girl replied and she giggled. "Stand up Tammy, you to Jacqueline and we'll deal with any remaining unsightly hair!" Mistress Amber pulled the plug on the drain and as the two stood dripping in the tub, she retrieved a large plastic squeeze bottle and a pair of latex gloves from the medicine cabinet. Cammy watched nervously as his Mistress put on the gloves with a loud 'SNAP' and squeezed a large dollop of smelly white cream into the palm of her hand. "I think we'll start with you Sissy, since you've never had this treatment, you're bound to need it more." His Mistress reached for his penis and started to spread the smelly cream all around his genital area. Repeatedly she filled the palm of her hand, generously spreading the cream over his entire body all the way up to his neck. In the end every inch of skin was slathered in the smelly goo and Cammy was forced to stand with his legs apart and arms up while his Mistress performed the same procedure on her daughter. Once she was done Amber pulled the latex gloves off her hands, tossing them into the trash. "You two must stand there for the next half-hour while the cream works its magic," she said. "Then I will rinse you off. Tammy you've never experienced this before so don't be alarmed. You will feel a slight discomfort, but it won't kill you, Jacqueline can testify to that." "That's right Sissy, it won't kill you," said Jacqueline, and she gave Cammy an impish smile. Mistress Amber left the room to prepare for the next phase of her Sissy's feminization, leaving the two standing awkwardly in the tub. Jacqueline stood watching Cammy, a slight smirk on her face waiting for the show to begin. Cammy had no experience with depilatories so he had no idea what to expect. All he knew is that Jacqueline was staring at him with that a snotty, know-it-all smirk that she always gave him when she thought she knew something he didn't and it was making him mad! "Quit staring at me Jacquie!" the boy hissed. "You can't call me that anymore Panty Slave!" the girl snapped back at him. "My Mother told you the rules Sissy! You are to address me as 'Miss' from now on! Otherwise you'll be punished!" "If you don't quite calling me Panty Slave, I'm going right home!" the boy threatened. "We'll see Tammy, we'll see?" the girl whispered, her eyes narrowing to slits. Cammy didn't like the way his playmate was acting and he especially didn't like being called a Panty Slave. That term made him very uncomfortable, but at that moment something else was also starting to irritate him as well. About twenty minutes had passed since Mistress Amber had covered him in the thick smelly cream and an uncomfortable burning itch was starting to develop around his penis, and it was starting to spread all over his body. Cammy started to fidget, touching himself in a couple of places where the burning seemed to be more intense. "Mistress Mommy told you not to move Sissy, I wouldn't disobey her?" the girl warned. "But it's hurting!" Cammy whined. Just then his Mistress re-entered the bathroom to clean her two girls off and get them ready to dress. Amber had intentionally done her new sissy boy first knowing that he would be covered in the depilatory a good ten, or more minutes longer than her daughter would. All the more time to burn every last sprouting male hair from his body, nothing better than a silky smooth sissy! Amber could see that the boy was suffering some discomfort. She had anticipated it. "Well I think it's time I got my two girls rinsed off? What do you think Sissy?" "Oh yes, pleeease Mistress!" the boy begged. Amber handed the boy a washcloth and turned on the water through the rinse hose. "I want you to rub your skin briskly with that cloth Tammy while I rinse you off." Amber stared at the top and worked her way down over his slight body. The boy had very little hair before, but as he rubbed his skin what there was wiped away leaving him as smooth as a new born baby. Cammy didn't really notice the hair loss on his arms and legs as it wasn't very substantial and he was blond anyway, but where he did notice it was where his burgeoning pubic patch had been. Cammy had been proud of the little patch of fuzz that had started growing down there as the symbol of his passage into manhood. He had been rubbing his crotch frantically as his Mistress rinsed him, trying to stop the prickly burning of the cream. Now that she had finished with him and the burning had stopped, he took stock of what the cream had done to him. His skin was a little pink, not really sore, but as he ran his hand over the surface of his arms he could feel they were perfectly smooth, not a hair left over. It was then that it hit him! Cammy looked down at his pubic area, tears welling up in his eyes. His little patch of pubic hair was gone and in its place was nothing but smooth pink hairless skin! In one fell swoop his Mistress?s smelly cream had reduced him to the status of hairless child again. "What's wrong Tammy?" Amber asked innocently knowing full well what was troubling the boy. Cammy stood there in a daze rubbing his hands over his now nude pubic area and genitals. He looked up at his Mistress and said, "All my man hair is gone?" "Why of course it is Tammy," she said. "For one thing you are no longer a MAN and as far as I could tell you never really were! I mean honestly, what MAN would allow his playmate to dress him up in panties and a pink satin party dress? Well?" Cammy stood silently in the tub his head down in shame recognizing the truth of what his Mistress had said. "You're nothing but a panty waist. From now on you are Jacqueline's and mine Sissy Panty Slave! This is one of the new rules you must obey Tammy: Sissy's keep their bodies free of any offending pubic hair at all times, at the pleasure of their Mistress! That is because they are immature little girls and they will be treated as such! " Cammy kept his head down and answered, "Yes Mistress Amber." "Very good Tammy," she said. "If you maintain your current level of obedience we'll be able to whip you into a first class sissy in no time, but remember if you don't obey there will be punishment!" Amber let that threat hang in the air as she finished rinsing off Jacqueline, then she wrapped them each in large fluffy towel and led them back down the hall to Jacqueline's room. Once there Jacqueline sat down at her vanity and started brushing out her long brown hair while her mother went to the dresser and collected several items she had set out in advance. Cammy stood in the middle of the room feeling awkward and unsure what to do. "Come here Tammy," Jacqueline said. The boy walked over to her and she took her brush and combed back his damp blond hair. She had just finished when as her mother dropped a lacy pile of items on the bed and motioned for the two of them to join her. "Today Tammy my daughter and I are going to introduce you to all things feminine," she said picking up an item from the lacy pile and holding it up for him to see. It was a white lace garterbelt embroidered with pretty baby-blue flowers on the front panel and trimmed with baby blue ribbon. Amber smiled as she saw the sick look on the boy's face as she stepped behind him, wrapping the feminine undergarment around his waist and fastening the hook and eye closures at the back. This pretty little garterbelt was not the usual play item that women sometimes bought to wear for their men, but a practical piece of lingerie that could be worn comfortably all day. Amber had altered it for her daughter when she had bought it, adding extra lace and ribbon accents to make it especially feminine for her. She thought it the perfect item to start her new sissy out with on his road to femdom, after all nothing in the world made a girl feel more feminine than wearing a garterbelt and silky stockings. Cammy looked down dejectedly at the frilly garters dangling around his thighs and the large baby blue bows attached to the end of each one. His little game of dress-up with Jacqueline yesterday had been a fun innocent thing, but now that her mother had become his Mistress it now seemed more of an exercise in control and humiliation. Sure, he thought the lacy garterbelt was pretty and after his first experience in cross-dressing he now felt an overwhelming urge to wear Jacqueline's pretty lingerie and party dresses. However, he knew in his heart by allowing them to dress him and treat him in this degrading way, it was taking him down the road to feminine domination that he probably never would have, had he not willing submitted to them. While all this was running through his mind his Mistress picked up a pair of sheer white nylons from the pile and handed one to the boy. "Now Tammy quit day-dreaming and pay attention,? she scolded. ?I want you to gently roll the nylon this way,? she demonstrated. ?And be ever so careful not to snag them as you go." Cammy mimicked her actions perfectly until he had the first silky nylon rolled up in his hands, then she instructed him on how to properly point his toes and work the nylon up his leg keeping it taught until fastened to the frilly garters. He struggled a bit with the garter tabs, not being use to the way the small rubber nubs fitted into the channel of the clip, but once he got the first one fastened the others were a snap. Once the Sissy-boy had his nylons on to her satisfaction, Amber picked up the next item of lingerie from the pile. "Hold your arms up Sissy," she ordered holding up a lacy white training bra for him to wear. Cammy looked at the soft padded insides of the A-cups as his Mistress slipped the straps of the lacy little undergarment up his arms. The padding was designed to protect a young girl's budding breasts from the rough lace of the cups and to provide just a little additional bust size. On Cammy the bra cups were almost flat against his chest, but his Mistress corrected this by putting jelly- like inserts with nipples into the small cups. Now the cups were filled out to capacity and the small nubs of the artificial nipples could be seen poking out the lace in front. "Now you're starting to look like a proper young lady," Mistress Amber told him with a smile. "No fair mommy, he has bigger boobies than me now!" said Jacqueline stomping her foot down in displeasure. "Don't worry sweetie before too long your boobies will be much bigger than Tammy's," said his Mistress trying to calm her daughter. Cammy looked down at the white lace cups of his bra and the small points of his artificial nipples. Amber had also altered the bra and accented it with the same pretty lace and baby blue ribbon to match that of the garterbelt and in the center between the cups was another large baby blue bow to match the ones on the end of his garters. While he was looking down at his newly expanded chest Mistress Amber picked up the final piece in his first full sissy lingerie set, a pair of beautiful white lace rumba panties. Amber had put together this ultra feminine lingerie set for her daughter's first communion just last year and she had scoured local clothing stores trying to find the prettiest, laciest undies for her little girl to wear under her communion dress. The panties were a full cut style of brief made of the softest white nylon she had ever seen, appearing almost sheer as she held the undies up to the light. A 2-inch ruffle of pretty flowered lace rimmed the waist and each of the leg openings and it had pretty baby blue piping made of satin ribbon woven through it. Across the rear were 7 rows of the same pretty white lace making the rear a mass of feminine frills; like a lacy white cloud. As a final touch in the center of the rear just below the waistband, Amber had added a large baby blue satin bow with a pretty baby blue rosette at its heart. Cammy's mouth went dry as he stared at the lacy panties his Mistress held up in front of him. He had never seen anything so totally girlish in his life except for some baby panties he had seen at his Aunt's one time and they weren't nearly as feminine as these! He couldn't believe Mistress Amber was going to make him put those on! A sense of dread came over him, and Cammy knew that once he put those lacy little girl panties on, he really would be nothing more than Sissy plaything for Mrs. Taylor and Jacqueline. The more he thought about the prospect of having to wear those undies, the more frightened he became and he started to slowly back away from his new Mistress towards the door. Amber had been admiring the beautiful detailing of the undies when she caught the boy's movement out of the corner of her eye and quickly reached out, grabbing the boy by the arm and holding him in place. "Where do you think you're going, my sweet little Sissy?" she asked. Cammy's mouth worked silently as he tried to formulate an answer for his Mistress. Mistress Amber could see this was going to be her first real test of wills with the boy. Up to this point she had been surprised at how easy it had been to feminize the boy. He seemed to be quite subservient taking one humiliation after another without much complaint. Finally the boy was showing a little spark! That was the thing that made forced feminization so satisfying, resistance and the breaking of the boy's unruly will! She held Cammy firmly and gave him shake to show him she was still the dominant and could easily overpower him. "Cat got your tongue my little sissy pantywaist?" she said. "I am your Mistress and don't you forget it! When I speak to you, you WILL answer. I haven't disciplined you YET Sissy, but DON'T push it!" The boy started shaking, completely cowed by his Mistress?s veiled threat. He couldn't guess what awful punishment might be in store for him if he disobeyed his new Mistress, but the tone of her voice made it clear he didn't want to find out! After his mouth worked soundlessly for a moment Cammy finally blurted out, ?Nothing?nowhere?I'm not going anywhere Mistress?honest!" Mistress Amber held the frightened boy's gaze with her own and slowly moved around behind the boy to ensure he didn't escape. Mistress Amber leaned down behind him close to his ear. "Were did you think you were going to my little Sissy. Hmmm? Just look at the way you're dressed. Did you think you'd be able to run home to your Mommy looking that way?" Cammy looked down at what he was wearing and then at his reflection in the mirror on the closet door. Where could he run, partially dressed in Jacqueline?s frilly girl's lingerie? He didn?t dare leave the house like this, even to run the short distance home. And what would his mother say if she saw him like this? He looked down at his hairless penis, framed by the snowy white lace and baby blue ribbon of the garterbelt and his shoulders sagged in resignation. His Mistress was right; he had let them go too far. They had exploited his weakness for pretty feminine things and then used Jacqueline's pretty party dresses and lingerie to ensnare him in a virtual sissy prison; he was trapped! Now there was no-where for him to go. Mistress Amber could see the boy understood his predicament when his shoulders suddenly slumped in submission. "Jacqueline," Mistress Amber called, "Come here for a moment and help me finish dressing our new Sissy Panty Slave," Amber said holding out the lacy rumba panties for her to take. "Sure mommy, but aren?t you forgetting something?" she replied gleefully. ?You?re right darling I almost forgot,? she continued. ?You better bring me that special piece of jewelry I got for Sissy.? Jacqueline giggled and threw Cammy a wicked smile and then she went to her vanity and opened the drawer. Cammy couldn?t see what she retrieved until she handed the item to her mother; it looked like a large silver ring. It was too small to be a bracelet, it wasn?t an earring, Cammy didn?t know what it was until the two women switched places with Jacqueline holding is arms and his Mistress knelt down in front of him. Taking the sissy boy by the pecker she slipped the ring over it and down to the bottom, then holding him by the sack, she forced his first ball through the tight ring and out the other side. ?OWWW!? The sissy boy screamed out in pain. Cammy struggled to free himself from Jacqueline?s grip on his arms, but she held him firm. Taking little notice of his discomfort, Mistress Amber squeezed his other ball through the tight silver ring. This time Cammy?s legs almost buckled, but he took the pain without crying out and Jacqueline helped support him. When she was done, the ring squeezed the sissy-boy?s balls and cock into a tight little package that looked quite cute and very fem with no hair on them. ?There,? his Mistress said standing once more. She reached out and took Cammy?s chin in her hand holding his face so that he was looking straight at her. ?Do you know what I just put on you Panty Slave?? She asked. ?No Mistress Amber,? the boy replied, a tear running down his cheek from the pain of having his young balls squeezed mercilessly into the ring. ?That?s a cock ring Sissy.? She explained. ?That means that you belong to me now and you have been branded.? Cammy didn?t understand what that really meant, but he would come to know in the future. ?That cock ring is your token of submission to me and you will wear it at ALL times.? She commanded. ?But?but how will I explain?at school and at home?? He stammered out. Mistress Amber squeezed his face in her hand to emphasize her point. ?I said you will wear it always as your token of submission to me, is that understood. The boy looked down and mumbled, ?Yes Mistress,? but Amber wasn?t having any of that. She tilted his head up again and said, ?What? I didn?t hear you, did you hear him Jacqueline?? ?No Mommy I didn?t,? the girl answered with a sneer. Cammy looked his new Mistress in the eye and clearly said, ?Yes Mistress Amber.? ?Good, now let?s continue. Jacqueline you may have the honor of pantying our prot?g? since you brought him to our attention.? Jacqueline had been holding the boy happily watching her playmates growing humiliation, as her mother skillfully feminized and degraded the boy. On queue she switched places with her mother and knelt down before the mortified boy. Cammy looked down at the lacy panties before him as his former playmate used her fingers to spread the waistband of the undies open and held them before the newly minted Panty Slave to step into. He felt trapped between the two women with nowhere to go except deeper into his dominant?s feminization trap and his own degradation. Mistress Amber gently pushed on the back of his right leg from behind urging him to step forward into the panties and his total submission. With nowhere to go the sissy-boy reluctantly lifted his leg, and pointing his toe in a decidedly feminine way, he daintily slipped his foot past the waistband and through the lace-rimmed leg opening. "Good Sissy, put your panties on!" Jacqueline said and she started to giggle. With one leg in the panties Cammy had now committed himself to total feminization, so without further hesitation he put his other foot into the opposite leg opening and the girl and her mother both quickly pulled the lacy undies up his legs. Once again, Cammy felt that weird, sensual feeling come over him as the frilled undies slid up over his nylon sheathed legs. As his Mistress and Jacqueline adjusted the fit and settled the panties over his hips and waist the soft buttery nylon of the undies brushed invitingly against his little sissy pecker and it started to harden. Since they had used the depilatory on him, Cammy?s skin felt ultra sensitive, almost tingly, and he was now acutely aware of the fit and feel of the white lace panties especially wearing the cock ring. He loved the way the narrow, frilled elastic of the undies hugged him around his waist and legs, tickling him a little as he moved; the sensation was much different from the cotton Y-fronts he normally wore. As well, the dainty nylon of the panties gently caressed his growing hard-on and each movement became a gentle caress that sent little shivers of pleasure through his young body. "I think he likes wearing my panties Mommy," Jacqueline said with a giggle as she watched the expression on the boy's face change from one of fear and loathing to pleasure. Jacqueline?s expression changed to one of surprise and she pointed down at the front of the white lace rumba panties. "Look Mommy, his things got all hard too!" Cammy's face turned bright red as his playmate let out a high pitch giggle and pointed at the front of his panties. "Well, well?" said his Mistress as she looked down in admiration at the 6-inch hard-on tenting out the delicate nylon of her daughter's lacy communion panties. "You are a proper little Sissy aren't you Tammy? Only a real Sissy-boy would get so excited over wearing such pretty little panties." The boy averted his eyes and bowed his head in shame as his Mistress did her best to humiliate and degrade him in front of her daughter. Cammy didn't know that his Mistress was very impressed that a boy of thirteen could raise such an impressive boner and she looked forward to properly training her Panty Slave to bring out any other hidden talents the boy possessed. Mistress Amber pulled the boy to her as if to hug him and let her hands slide down the front of his body to the silky soft nylon covering his swollen penis. Cammy looked up at her in surprise as she gently wrapped her hand around his protruding tent pole and started to slowly move her hand up and down. The Sissy-boy's breathing became irregular as she gently milked him and she could feel her new Panty Slave start to push back against her hand as she masturbated him through the front of her daughter's lacy white rumba panties. Cammy loved this new sensation as the buttery soft nylon caressed his teenage penis, especially as it was his Mistress?s hand doing the manipulation. To this point in his life Cammy had only ever masturbated a couple of times as his sexual desires had only recently started to awaken. The boy was too naive to realize that all this was part of his Mistress?s master plan to seduce him into loving cross-dressing. That's what made Amber and Jacqueline's feminization of the trusting boy especially cruel. By enslaving the boy now they were sentencing him to a life of perversion and servitude, because from this day forward he would always associate sexual arousal with the wearing of women's lingerie. Jacqueline still knelt before the newly transformed Sissy- boy and watched in growing fascination as her mother manipulated the boy's penis through the front of her lacy communion panties. When she had first dressed her playmate she had no idea that it would lead to this kind of kinky activity. It had just been her own dominant tendencies coming to the fore, and the lonely neighbor boy was a convenient target for her. Forcing Cammy to dress in her lacy lingerie was a real turn on for both her and her mother. It was her mother who had devised the plan to enslave and use the boy and when she had explained it to her daughter, she had been more than willing to go along. Jacqueline started to get that familiar tingling sensation between her legs and her hand slipped through the opening in her dressing gown and between her legs where it started to move. She was no stranger to this type of open sexual play, having been encouraged to do so at a young age by both her mother and her occasional boyfriends. "My, my, you are a horny little Sissy-boy aren't you Tammy? Do you like Mistress playing with your little doodle, Tammy?" "Yes Mistress Amber," the boy replied as if through a fog. He could feel his Mistress?s heavy breasts pressing into his back, and her breath was hot against his ear.