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Maggie's Perfect Plan Part 4
By Eve Smith
I lay in bed that night thinking about all that had
happened. Two days ago I was a male. Other than being
short, 4' 10" in my bare feet I was a normal member of the
male gender. How things had changed. Now I looked and
sounded like a girl.
Downstairs Maggie and Emily sat in the lounge watching TV.
My deceitful wife had taken everything I owned whilst I had
been blinded by love for her. Her spiteful daughter
revelled in her new found power over me. She had invited
Shane her boyfriend over and he would be in the house
tomorrow. I had forbidden her from seeing the boy. Only
once before had he been here, and I had made in plainly
clear that he was not to come again. Now I could only watch
passively as she invited him.
No longer was I the controlling one in the house that had
been mine, but I was the controlled, dressed in clothes
that would humiliate me, my body a toy to be altered for
their fun. My hand went between my legs. The rubber pants
encased my penis and held it tightly under me. I could feel
it inside. Where my testicles had once been was now just a
flat surface. The very gender that had been my birthright
was being eroded, so that now to the people that saw me and
heard me, assumed I was a little girl. This really amused
Emily, seeing her stepfather now being treated like and
having to act like her little sister. My tearful eyes got
heavy and I drifted off to sleep.
Emily woke me the following morning telling me to get up,
brush my teeth and get dressed. As I brushed my teeth she
got the clothes that I was to wear and laid them on the
bed.
A yellow dress with puff sleeves and a bow that secured at
the rear, white tights and buckle up shoes were what I was
attired in as I entered the kitchen. Maggie was sitting
drinking coffee.
She looked at me with a sneer on her face and then said,
'Okay Lucy, time for you to start work, you can clear up in
here, then the lounge before starting on our bedrooms and
bathrooms.' Emily giggled as she watched me start to clear
away the dishes from the previous night and then start to
wash up.
'Don't forget to make him scrub the floors mum.' the girl
said.
'Oh don't worry, he, or should I say she, is going to clean
the place from top to bottom today and everyday from now
on.'
I listened to this and them laughing but knew that there
was nothing I could do and carried on.
'Before Shane comes this afternoon I will be going riding,
make sure that you polish my boots, I want them gleaming,
do you hear Lucy.'
'Yes Emily.' I replied. The pair of them laughed as they
heard my new little girl voice replying.
She giggled and then told her mother that she was going
out. The rest of the morning I spent cleaning first the
ground floor and then the first floor. I made their beds,
picked up their dirty clothes and got it ready for washing.
'You will hand wash our undies.' stated Maggie.
'Yes Maggie.' I replied.
She walked to me and slapped my face, 'From now on you call
me Madam, do you hear.'
'Yes... er... yes Madam.' I responded.
She inspected what I had done and said that it was
acceptable. 'Go to the kitchen and clean Emily's boots.'
she ordered.
I walked to the kitchen feeling so low, so humiliated and
so helpless. I sat on a chair and started to polish Emily's
riding boots.
Maggie entered the room, 'Don't sit on that chair, kneel on
the floor like the wimp that you are while you are cleaning
my daughter's boots.'
I dropped to my knees and continued cleaning them. As I
finished the task Emily returned and went up stairs, and
came back down dressed in her riding clothes. She sat and I
slipped the boots on her feet.
She looked at them and smiled, 'It is so nice having you as
a slave step daddy, my boots are nice and clean and they
always will be won't they.'
'Yes Emily.' was my response looking up at her from my
kneeling position.
She looked at me a gloating smile on her face. The smile
was of triumph, victory over her opponent, victory over the
person that tried to dare and discipline her. That person
was now kneeling before her dressed in a way that would
ensure humiliation would never be far away.
'Shane will be here at 4.00pm and you will apologise to him
for the way that you spoke to him last time he was here.' I
nodded. 'He will be so surprised to see you now.' She
laughed and left the room on her way to the stables.
For the rest of the afternoon I stood at the kitchen sink
hand washing their underwear. Maggie sat reading at the
table. She spoke but I did not turn around.
'Ever since I have been here you have never lifted a finger
to help with the house work, so it is so ironic that from
now on you will be doing it all.' She laughed and said, 'It
is so nice to have our own sissy little maid.'
I continued washing. Maggie's panties were okay, but
Emily's were grimy. She was a dirty girl.
The back door opened. Emily walked in, 'Pull my boots off
Lucy, you can clean them later, Shane will be here in a
minute.'
She sat and I pulled them from her feet. Minutes later the
front door bell rang.
'That will be Shane, go and let in him in sissy.' ordered
Emily.
I walked to the door and opened it. The boy stood there. He
was the same age and about the same height as Emily.
Dressed in jeans, trainers and Man Utd shirt he looked at
me, not recognising who I was. His hair was shoulder length
and looked like it needed washing, as did all his clothes.
I invited him in. He followed me to the kitchen. Emily
greeted him.
'I see that your step dad is out.' he said. Both Maggie and
Emily laughed.
'No he's not out, just changed a bit, this is him, we call
him Lucy now.'
The boy looked at me and his mouth dropped open. He looked
closely at my face a serious look on his face. Slowly a
smile appeared.
'You've turned him into a girl.'
'He even sounds like a girl don't you step daddy, now do as
I said and apologise to Shane for being so nasty to him.'
I listened to Emily and with a quiver in my voice said that
I was sorry to the boy. He broke up laughing as he heard my
voice.
'Wow, you have really done a good job on him, nobody would
know that he was really your miserable step dad, he really
is like a little school girl.' He looked at me again and
said, 'My little sister is only 10 and she looks older than
him, and he looks more like a girl than she does.' This
brought laughter from them all.
Emily spoke, 'He saw your sister when he picked me up from
the school disco, he called her a little tart because of
the way she was dressed.'
I remembered the girl. She was dressed in an imitation
leather mini skirt, black fishnet tights, knee length boots
and crop top. I could not believe that her parents would
allow a girl of her age to go out dressed in that fashion.
'So you called my sis a tart.' said the boy as he grabbed
me in headlock. 'At least she is a real girl, not like you
someone that's been forced to be one.'
He pushed me onto the floor, took Emily's hand and led her
out. They left the house by the front door.
Maggie laughed at my prone figure lying on the floor. She
told me to get on with the washing. I did.
About an hour after they had left Emily and Shane returned.
He was carrying a holdall.
'Take this sissy and open it,' he said. I dried my hands
and took the bag from him. Slowly I opened it. My head
span. The contents were the clothes that the boy's sister
had been wearing the night I saw her.
'I told my sister what you said and she agreed that it
would be right for you to wear these, she said that you can
keep them, she has grown out of them, oh and she say sorry
that the panties and tights aren't washed but she was sure
that you wouldn't mind.'
Emily ordered me to strip. They sat watching, smiling as I
put on the clothes. First the panties, they were white
cotton, well once they had been white but now they were
stained. Maggie grimaced as I put them on. Next the tights,
then the leatherette skirt. The crop top was next and
finally the boots.
'Now WHO looks a tart.' said Shane, laughing at the sight
that I looked.
'What makes it even funnier is that they fit him
perfectly.' Emily chimed in.
They led me to the mirror in the hallway. I looked at
myself now attired in the clothes that I had seen all those
weeks ago.
The three of them laughed at me, and then Emily said to
Shane, 'I think that I have thought of a surprise for you.'
She took his hand and started to lead him upstairs. I felt
relief; at last I would get respite from the humiliation I
was being put through. That was not to be.
As they reached the top step Emily called out, 'get up here
little sissy tart.'
Shane laughed as he watched me climb the stairs. I followed
them into Emily's bedroom, she closed the door.
'Tie the tarts hands behind his back.' she said to Shane.
His hands gripped me and she handed him a thin belt. A
minute later he had securely tied my hands behind me.
'Kneel down.' she ordered. I did as she wanted the feeling
of total loss overwhelming me.
She walked behind me. I looked over my shoulder to see her
standing over me.
'Come here Shane, give me a kiss.'
He walked to her and she put her arms around him pulling
him closer. His crutch was in my face. Her hands lowered so
that they held his bottom she pulled him tighter. Her legs
against my back stopped me backing off as he with her
encouragement ground his crotch into my face. They kissed
and I could feel his excitement growing in his jeans. They
parted slightly and her right hand moved to the front
lowering his zip. Her hands delved into his now open jeans.
Slowly, carefully she pulled his penis out. Holding it
between her finger and thumb she rubbed it into my face. I
could hear him becoming more excited. Her left hand came
into view. Using her fingers she parted my lips and then
guided his penis into my mouth with her right. I wanted to
scream, wanted to plead but knew that she was going to
humiliate me in the most extreme way.
'Suck him tart.' she demanded. Slightly sobbing my lips
closed around it, I started to suck.
'OOOOHHH YESSS!' he exclaimed as he felt the sensation.
She pushed her weight against my back, he thrust forward. I
was held between the two of them He started to move in and
out, his noises becoming louder. He started to jerk and I
felt his juices flood into my mouth. They were kissing;
she was holding his bottom, pulling him tight against my
face.
Her voice came in a muffle but I heard it all the same,
'Swallow his cum.'
I had no choice. For what seemed like hours they stood
kissing while his now limp member was in my mouth. They
parted, she joined him in front of me.
'So, who's the tart now step daddy.'
I looked up at their smiling faces.
Shane looked at her and said, 'Emily that was so good.' he
kissed her.
Emily laughed and said, 'Anytime you want it you can have
it Shane, this can be our very own version of safe sex and
this sissy's mouth will always be ready to satisfy you.'
They kissed again, 'Shall we go for a walk.' said Shane.
'Okay,' replied Emily and then continued 'we can come back
later if you want seconds, this sissy can stay here
kneeling.'
They laughed and left me in the room.
End of part 4
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