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"The Perfect Little Lady"
I could hear my aunt downstairs at the kitchen door talking then heard
the door close. I stood near the upstairs window looking out through
the curtains and watched as my new friends walked across the back lawn
talking, roughhousing and tossing the football around as they made
their way down the alleyway and out of site. I then heard my aunt
returning upstairs to her bedroom where I was instructed to wait for
her. She entered the room with purpose and continued as before.
"They won't be back, I've sent them away." She said with an evil smile
as she returned to the dresser and then made her way to her closet.
"But why?" I asked. She then said she didn't like little 'roughhouse'
boys around and said they were a bad influence on me. I tried to
explain what we usually did in the afternoons after school got out but
she would have none of it. She got mad that I often showed up late for
supper and usually with dirty clothes from playing football or baseball
or climbing around like boys often do, and felt that since I started
hanging around with them I didn't mind her as well either. That was
enough and didn't include the time from the month before that she had
caught me in one of her frilly nightgowns one afternoon! I knew that
Madge had had enough. "Get back over here sissy boy and be still!" She
said as she snapped her fingers then pointed towards the front of her
dresser and the long mirror on the wall. I did the best I could as I
minced on the white, ankle strap stilettos with five inch heels. She
seemed pleased at the way the heels shortened my steps and caused my
hips to wiggle. "I don't like boys that don't mind and don't like
roughhousing. And since you like ladies lingerie we'll just see you
stay dressed like a lady from now on. That should settle you down." she
said.
She made me stand silently as she came back from the closet carrying a
floral dress suited to a little girl. She took it off the hangar then
set it on the bed then returned to what she was doing before being
interrupted by my friends. She came around and began adjusting my
brassiere straps until the little silicone breast forms stood straight
out. She then lifted my slip and pulled my girdle briefer up high and
tight until my little bulge looked like a little slit! She seemed
pleased at how the tight Lycra spandex material was cool and smooth to
the touch and how it held me in giving me the appearance of a little
girl complete with a tidy pubic muff. She then took a pair of panties
from her dresser and made me step into them. They were a creamy white
satin complete with lace trim and little blue satin ribbons at the leg
openings and at the waist. She pulled them up my nyloned legs and past
my garters and the garter belt I was wearing and swished them easily
over the briefer panties she had me in. She pulled the satin panties up
over my waist and marveled at the look as she then swished my slip back
down into place.
She adjusted the satin straps of the lace trimmed white nylon slip
until everything fit to her satisfaction then retrieved the floral
dress from the bed. She approached me and began unzipping the dress. I
could hear the swish of the zipper in the silence of the room. She then
held the dress down in front of me. "Step into this and be quick about
it!" She scolded. I did as I was told. She continued as she worked.
"Yes, nice and pretty now! These pretty clothes will take all of that
rambunctiousness right out of you!"
I felt sickened and could feel my nervousness. Alone in her bedroom, I
could smell the perfume. But except for the sounds the clothes made the
room was totally silent. I felt the cool, satiny rayon of the dress as
Madge pulled it up. It slithered up and over the lacy, nylon slip and
past my waist. She made me hold my arms out then pulled the dress up.
After looking me over she went around behind me and continued fitting
me into the dress. The short sleeves with cuffs and lace trim fit
easily as she pulled the dress into place. The lace trimmed collar was
low enough to show off the pearl necklace she had clipped on me
earlier. With another swish she had the dress in place.
I felt her take hold of the zipper and heard the wispy swish as she
pulled it up. The dress began to tighten around me as she pulled the
zipper up, past my waist and up my back. I could feel the chest of the
dress form around my padded brassiere giving me a girlish shape!
Finally, she had the zipper pulled all the way up at the back of my
neck and was clipping the hook to keep the top closed. With a swish she
quickly tied the white satin sash that ran around my waist into a
fluffy pink bow at the back. She pulled and smoothed the dress on me
then fluffed out the skirt with a swish. "Your first dress dear! You
just look so lovely. Doesn't it just feel delicious?" She giggled as
she fussed with the dress and smiled at me looking on with satisfaction
at having her way. "No unruly little boys around here anymore. You
Timmy, are going to be my new, sweet little niece!"
I gasped and began shaking in nervous fear at what she had done to me.
"What do I do now?" I asked. She said now that I was 'properly dressed'
that I could do anything I wanted. She knew that I couldn't leave the
house like this and knew that I was now properly controlled. She looked
me over once again and noticed I was starting to tear up with shame and
humiliation. She handed me a Kleenex then told me to take a moment to
compose myself. "Oh" she said as she moved to the doorway. "Since you
won't be going out for the rest of the day you can just help me around
the house. From now and on you are going to be home schooled and you
will become my little niece. And since Tim is a boy's name and not the
name of a pretty little girl like you, I am changing your name to
Marissa. Understand?" I nodded my understanding as I stood there with
my head hung in embarrassment. "And you'd better not ruin your makeup
with any tears young lady!" With that, she left the room and went
downstairs.
I didn't know anything about makeup but as carefully as Madge had
applied it to my face I knew better than to rub the Kleenex across my
face. I dabbed the tears away gently then tossed the Kleenex into the
waste basket. I was horrified at what I saw in the dresser mirror. She
was right, I wasn't Tim anymore, I didn't look anything like a boy now!
I was only fourteen and hadn't had the time to grow into a man. I was
still a boy, and with a few makeup tricks by Madge and the clothes I
was now wearing she had made me look almost totally like a girl that
was maybe sixteen!
My facial features were softened by the makeup and the light eyeshadow
and mascara accentuated my eyes. A little blush made my cheeks appear
rosy and being finished with the pale red, glossy lipstick I now looked
unmistakably like a young girl! And the lipstick matched the nail
polish Madge had applied to all my nails. I could even see my painted
toenails through the open toes of the ankle strap heels and the sheer
nylons she had me in. I noticed the little earrings in my ears and
could still feel the pain of Madge piercing them only an hour or so
ago. I noticed the little pearl necklace too and how feminine it made
me look. Madge had seen to it that all of my boyish qualities were now
hidden away.
She had dyed my hair blonde and had curled it with a curling iron and
set it with hair spray after she had gotten it into a feminine style.
As she worked a little satin bow into my hair she had commented that my
hair would grow out in no time. This worried me and made me think that
she wouldn't be done with me anytime soon.
In addition to the makeup she had completely shaved and Naired my body
and splashed me with a floral body splash and a feminine smelling
perfume. I noticed my dress that hung just above knee length and the
shiny floral pattern of the rayon fabric and how the slips and skirt
rustled as I turned to look myself over and how my nylons shined in the
light as I teetered on the high heels with the little white feminine
bows affixed at the back that matched the white satin bow at the back
of the dress. I knew that Madge was waiting for me downstairs so I
decided I had better get going and see what else was in store for me.
"Such a little lady!" Madge beamed as I came down the stairs and
entered the livingroom. She made me mince and swish around the living
room giving her a good look at all her efforts. "Curtsey for me Marissa
dear" she said. I complied and listened as my dress and nylons swished.
Madge then led me into the kitchen.
She took an apron out from under the sink and quickly tied it tightly
around my waist. I noticed it was a frilly, feminine apron that women
in the 1950's used to wear. "Yes, so very pretty, so feminine!" She
said with satisfaction. "You'll get used to the heels Marissa darling.
And you'll get used to wearing dresses all the time now because I am
boxing up all your pants and other 'boy' clothes and getting rid of
them!"
She then handed me a dust cloth. "Get with it missy" she said. "You
have lots of time around the house now and since you don't look like a
boy anymore, and now look like such a pretty little lady you might as
well do women's work around the house. Get busy." I took the cloth with
a sniffle and started in moving about the house while Madge kept a
watchful eye. "Yeeessss." she said. "Nice and feminine! With a little
practice and coaching you're going to get the hang of this in no time.
And if you know what's good for you you'll make sure you stay in
'character' and act feminine all the time from now and on.
The next few days and the entire weekend were filled with more lessons
in learning how to dress, how to put on makeup, how to move and walk
like a proper young lady and how to talk like one as well speaking in
soft, feminine tones. Madge giggled at her control over me and seemed
very satisfied that to her now, Tim had been erased! She continued with
house cleaning lessons, cooking and sewing lessons and other chores
expected from a proper lady-of-the-house! She had begun changing my
room over into a floral and feminine style until there was no mistake
that this was a girls room now. And all the while I wore dresses every
day and nightgowns to bed and slept on pink satin sheets every night!
She had made arrangements for my home schooling until she could get me
to take and then pass the GED exam and get my high school diploma
saying that would be all the education a lady-of-the-house would need.
Then one afternoon Madge dressed me up once again. She still had me in
a dress but it wasn't as frilly and feminine as the outfits she had me
wear around the house. The shoes were still girl's shoes but the heels
were much lower as well. I didn't have a bow in my hair but the way she
combed it out and curled it up and by the way she had applied my soft,
feminine makeup she made sure I would be seen as a young lady. But she
still had me in a brassiere, a tight briefer panty, a garter belt with
sheer hose, a pair of white satin panties with plenty of lace trim and
little blue satin ribbons at the front of each leg and at the waist and
a lacy, white nylon full slip underneath the dress. "There we are!" She
said as she finished and looked me over. She then took me downstairs to
the closet and took out a girl's coat and hat and put them on me then
handed me a matching purse! "There! The perfect little lady." I became
nervous as she put on her coat, took her purse then led me to the front
door!
I hesitated as she pulled me along by the wrist. "What are you doing
aunt Madge!? I...I can't go, go outside like this!!! Somebody might see
us!" I exclaimed in terror. Madge opened the front door and giggled.
"Of course people are going to see us! We have to go shopping to get
you some more pretty clothes and shoes, and you will need makeup and
perfume." I told her I had done everything she had asked and pleaded
with her not to punish me by making me go outside. "Silly dear" she
said. "You're not being punished! We're having a 'ladies' day out
shopping!" I was terrified as she continued holding my wrist and
continued pulling me outside. "I don't want to go Madge, please, I
don't want to go!" I yelled out and noticed my voice start to change
into a girlish whimper! Madge then changed her tone with me.
"Now listen here you little sissy girl!" She said angrily. "We are
going shopping and will be spending the day going all over town with
me. You behave like a proper little lady and you won't have any
problems. But if you fight me Marissa dear I will pull up the skirt on
your dress then pull down your pretty panties and panty briefer so
everyone can see your little 'pee-pee'! Would you like that!?" She said
as she raised her voice in anger. "You do as you are told and
everything will be fine but if you put up a fuss everyone will know you
are a little boy in a dress! Would you like that? Just imagine everyone
pointing and laughing at you all dressed up like a little sissy!! Do
you understand!?" She said as she shook my arm. I got quiet and
relented and with that she pulled me outside onto the sidewalk and then
closed and locked the house doors.
She heard me start to sniffle once again and quickly commented "and if
you ruin your makeup young lady, you are going to get it!" With her now
holding my hand she led me towards the car. My sniffles quickly stopped
at Madge's warnings and the sheer terror of what was happening to me
and all the strange feelings I was experiencing were starting to sink
in.
The cool morning breeze swirled around my nyloned legs and up my dress.
I could hear the click of my little heels on the sidewalk as we walked
to the car. Madge opened the passenger door and had me get in. "Sit
down like a lady Marissa" she said "keep your knees together and swing
both legs in at the same time" she continued as she watched me get into
the car. She made me smooth my dress and coat down while I kept my
knees together then after buckling my seat belt she had me hold my
little white purse in my lap while she closed the door and went around
to the driver's door. In moments she was looking through her purse for
the car keys and soon we were pulling out of the driveway and were on
our way downtown!
I could smell the perfume in the air in the car. I could feel the
coolness of the fall day on my shaved and nyloned legs and noticed how
strange and different it felt from wearing pants. As I squirmed in my
seat I could feel my nylon lingerie slide and swish against the nylon
lining of the dress I was wearing and could hear the sound of the
fabric swish as I moved. Madge could tell I was nervous and overexcited
as she heard me issue a gasp. Still, she continued into town until we
had pulled into a parking place. Then I noticed she had pulled up just
down the street from a dress and lingerie shop!
My throat was dry and I was visibly shaken as we walked down the
sidewalk and I noticed the lingerie shop getting closer and closer! I
could feel and hear my nyloned thighs zipping together and my dress
swishing with each step and rustling in the breeze as we continued on.
Madge could sense my apprehension noticing all the other men and women
going about their business moving along on the sidewalk and going in
and out of stores. "Remember what I told you little sissy boy!" She
said, then looking around continued "See? Nobody is staring or pointing
or laughing at you, you look like the perfect little lady now. And
you'd better keep acting like the perfect little lady or I warned you
what would happen didn't I?" I quickly understood and told her so all
to her smiling satisfaction.
She told me as time went on I would get so used to going out dressed as
a girl that with a little more work and a few more lessons it would
become second nature and I wouldn't even notice anymore. Besides, I
didn't want my dress pulled up and my panties pulled down to reveal to
everyone that I was really a boy. I would have to take Madge's word for
it and hope that my true self wasn't discovered. I had to go along and
without getting overboard, continued trying to act as feminine as Madge
had showed me. This seemed to please her greatly.
We entered the dress shop and I could smell the perfume in the air at
the same time the bell on the door tinkled signaling our arrival. Once
inside I thought I might pass out right then and there! I had never
been in a women's dress shop before. This was "no man's land" a place
where men just didn't go! Several women browsed the dress racks and
tables filled with fluffy, satin and nylon lingerie while others looked
through the hosiery display picking out pairs of nylon stockings while
others searched the racks for the perfect girdle or brassiere. I
noticed a couple of women come out of the changing room to look over
new dresses and skirts they had tried on to see if they liked them. The
place was quiet, with a little music playing in the background and all
the while a feminine perfume hung in the air. Madge then led me to the
sales counter. An attractive middle-aged woman appeared. "How can I
help you ladies today?" She said with a smile. "We're going to need a
couple new dresses, some pretty lingerie and a few accessories for my
little niece today" Madge said with total conviction like she was just
taking her little niece on a ladies day out shopping. The sales lady
smiled and soon we were moving past the hosiery racks with all the
nylons on display and past the racks of slips and foundation wear and
nightgowns then through the racks of dresses until we arrived at the
junior-miss department.
The sales lady selected a couple dresses then took Madge and I to the
dressing rooms. Madge watched as the lady helped me out of my coat and
hung it up then came over and unzipped my dress. She had me step into
the new dress and when she pulled it up my slip came up exposing the
lacy white satin panties Madge had made me wear! "My, such feminine
little panties dear. Your aunt must really appreciate your being such a
'girly-girl' and such a feminine little lady." The sales lady beamed
with excitement. "So many young girls these days won't even come into a
store like this. They just buy jeans and T-shirts like the boys do.
It's such a shame, and nothing like the old days." The lady continued
as she fitted the dress on me then zipped me into it. "Yes" Madge
commented with a smile "I insist that my little niece Marissa here is
going to be a proper lady. She isn't going to become a rough and tumble
tomboy while she stays with me." The sales lady seemed to like Madge's
attitude and they immediately struck up a rapport. After trying on
another six dresses, several pairs of matching shoes and picking out
plenty of hosiery and lingerie we then made our way to the sales
counter where the lady rang up our purchases and boxed everything up in
the store's pastel pink boxes. After thanking us we were soon on our
way back to the car.
We put everything in the car and then went shopping for a few more
things. Then it was time for lunch at a little caf? and then a trip to
a shoe store where Madge made me try on and then model several pairs of
high heels. It was late afternoon when we started for home once again.
Madge pulled the car into the driveway and we gathered our packages
looking just like two ladies out on a day of shopping. "You did very
well Marissa dear." she said. "You are going to be the perfect little
lady, you'll see. And you're going to be wearing dresses, high heels
and pretty lingerie from now and on. We'll be taking trips to the
beauty salon and doing more shopping and in a few weeks we'll be
visiting the clinic to get you started on female hormones! Yes my
little sweetie, you are going to become the perfect little lady!" Madge
finished as she closed the car door and we started for the house.
It had been over a week since she had sent my new friends away and I
had watched them cross the back yard and disappear down the alleyway.
But now I noticed the same four guys turning the corner of the block.
They saw Madge and I then started up the lawn!
"Hey Miss DuBois." the first boy said as he tossed the football he was
carrying up in the air. "We thought we would stop by and see if Tim was
around. We wanted to play a game of football this afternoon. He hasn't
been in school and we were wondering where he was." The boy finished as
the other ones looked on. Since I was the same age I could see they
were looking me over, noticing my dress, my nylons, my makeup and my
little high heels and that we had just gotten back from shopping. They
didn't recognize me at all! Then one of them said, "Who's this girl?"
"I am sorry boys." Madge said as she paused while we were still by the
car "Tim had to return home, he's gone now. This is his sister
Marissa." She said introducing me. "She'll be staying with me from now
on." The boys who were looking me over with their teenaged lust never
saw past the clothes, the makeup and the now, blonde hair never
realizing it was me, Tim all along. They looked at me like I was a girl
now as they fidgeted and stumbled around at looking at a pretty girl
which was all to Madge's excitement. Then Madge finished the
conversation after the boy's questioned as to why Tim was gone and
Marissa was now here in his place. She had mentioned that boys were too
unruly and that she was much more suited to having a niece around.
"It's nice to see you again boys." she said. "I'll tell Timmy you said
hi" she finished as she moved away from the car issuing me along to
follow her up the sidewalk and into the house.
I watched as the boys, my former friends left, never knowing that they
had been looking at Tim all along! But then I knew what the punishment
would have been if I had slipped out of character! And Madge knew all
too well too! She had noticed how they had looked at me and even being
only boys she knew that she had made me pretty enough to excite even a
teenaged boy. As we walked back up the sidewalk to the front door of
the house and as I struggled with all those pink dress and lingerie
boxes and packages I watched the boys walking away down the street and
into the distance.
I gasped at the fact that they didn't recognize me at Tim and most
likely couldn't have handled it if Madge had exposed me as a little
sissy. But it was strange. She knew she had me exactly where she wanted
me now. And as I minced on my little high heels I could hear my dress
swishing and my nylons zipping as my thighs rubbed together as I walked
along with each mincing, ladylike step! Madge could hear it too.
"Yeessss" she giggled "you see? The perfect little lady."
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