Good Neighbor Madge
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"Good Neighbor Madge II"
Thoughts raced through my mind for several days after the incident with
Madge. But as the days went by and then a couple weeks I kept my distance
and things began to settle down until late one afternoon when she came
over to have coffee with my mom. I heard the chatter from the kitchen
then went to my bedroom door and listened.
"Of course! I would be happy to look after little Timmy!" Madge said as
she played the always helpful, friendly and thoughtful neighbor. They
chatted further and as my mother continued I learned that the three day
weekend "conference" my dad had to go on had been extended! I heard Madge
begin to offer plans for her looking after me and heard her say that it
might be better if I stayed with her! My mom cheerfully agreed. I felt my
stomach begin to churn and begin to knot. I felt week in my knees as I
closed the bedroom door but it wasn't long until I heard the familiar
call from my mother as she summoned me to the kitchen. "Timothy! Timothy,
would you come out here?" I had no choice but to compose myself and leave
my bedroom. I could smell the feminine floral fragrance of Madge's
perfume before I even got to the kitchen.
The plan was innocent enough. The following Friday morning I would pack a
small bag then go over to Madge's to stay with her for the following ten
days. Mother was pleased that I would be looked after and Madge seemed
more than excited but kept her composure. She crossed her shiny
stockinged legs with a swish then smoothed her tight skirt as she took
the final puff on her cigarette. I could hear the satin lining of her
skirt swish and noticed the jiggle in her breasts as she doused the
cigarette in the ashtray and then looked to me smiling then gave me a
little knowing wink.
My folks had no idea that anything was out of the ordinary but I had to
go along. I felt sick as I went over it in my mind. "No mom, I'll stay
here at home or go to Bob's house instead. I don't want to stay with
Madge." And then I'd here Madge fill mom in. "The funniest thing Barb. I
was in my bedroom changing my bed a couple weeks ago and I saw a baseball
fly over the hedge. And soon after I saw little Timmy here run over and
pick it up. But what caught me a little off guard was when he passed by
my clothes line. I wasn't going to mention this but I did have some
lingerie drying and well, as he passed by he began looking at and then
feeling the fabric of my lingerie and nightgowns!"
I could imagine the redness on her face and envision the smoke coming out
of my mom's ears at hearing that. And Madge would go on to mention her
shock at seeing such a thing and then mention that I might be some sort
of a "sissy" or something and she would appreciate if I would leave her
things alone in the future. No. I didn't say a word. I had to play along
and hope things would work out but I knew that Madge had something in
store for me and whatever it was I was going to have to put up with it
for ten whole days!
"Keep him out of trouble! And tell him to get a haircut!" my dad hollered
to Madge as he loaded the car while I stood next to her with my little
suitcase in hand.
"Trouble? Why little Timmy won't be any trouble at all, will you dear?"
she said as she hugged me around my shoulder and pulled me near. Mom came
by with the keys to the house and handed them to Madge as dad started up
the engine and waited in the car.
"The large key is for the back door. And if Timothy needs anything or you
need any food or anything feel free to come over or send him over to get
it," Mom said. She seemed confident that Madge would look out for me and
liked the fact that Madge had the only key to the house so I wouldn't
have any parties or have any friends over. And then we watched as they
waved and the car pulled out of the driveway. Soon it was moving down the
street and out of sight.
The driveway then became quiet as we stood there alone. "Well, let's go
shall we sweetie," she said as I felt my knees weaken as she begin
steering me through the gate in her large hedge that led across her back
yard to her patio and then to her back door.
"Ok sweetie, off with your clothes. Start getting undressed," she said as
soon as we entered her back door and entered her kitchen.
I should have refused or questioned her but I remembered our earlier
conversation and in addition to the speed with which she was proceeding
with her plan I guess it caught me off guard. In an instant she set the
suitcase on the kitchen table and opened it. She then helped me undress
and took my shirt, and my jeans and everything else and quickly folded
them up. She then tucked my tennis shoes inside then closed the case and
picked it up by the handle as I stood there naked in front of her.
"I guess you'll be ok while I am gone. You're not going anywhere are you?
And by the way, there isn't a stitch of 'boy' clothes to be found in this
whole house. Be right back sweetie," she said with a lilting giggle
jiggling the house keys to my house from her fingers that mom had given
her only minutes before. And then she left and I watched through the
window as she went back through the hedge with my suitcase. And all the
while I stood there in the kitchen, stark naked trying to cover myself
with my hands!
She returned moments later and I didn't see a trace of the house keys or
my suitcase! "Time for your bath sweetie," she said as she quickly led me
through the house and into the bathroom.
"Bu...but I don't have any clothes, what happened to my clothes?" I
questioned but Madge only giggled.
"I put them back in your closet so you can't get at them sweetie! Don't
you worry though, we're going to find you plenty of clothes to wear," she
said as I heard the excitement in her voice.
I tried to complain, tried to pull away but everything happened so fast!
I was quickly showered and then still standing in the tub watched Madge
put on a pair of plastic gloves then take a large bottle of Nair out of
her cabinet! Everything seemed matter-of-fact to Madge as she quickly
tucked my hair under a shower cap then began slathering the pink gel all
over my body. I felt it begin to tingle and then felt the heat as the
pungent gel began working.
"Plea...please Ma...Madge it, it burns!" I exclaimed as I stood there
squirming in the empty tub. And with the exception of a little triangle
of my wispy pubic hair that was left uncovered my entire body below my
eyebrows was covered in the pink goo! But it didn't take long for her to
notice my eyebrows and soon she had a tweezers and was plucking and
shaping them. After a few minutes as the pink gel continued its work I
noticed my eyebrows in the mirror and how Madge had plucked them into a
defined and feminine arch! "Plea...please Madge," I squirmed, "I don't
wanna do this," I begged knowing full well what she was doing to me.
"You just be quiet and stand still 'sissy' or I'll pluck them all the
way! Would you like that 'sissy?' Hummm!? Maybe I'll have your ears
pierced too then if you don't settle down!" she said as she finished
plucking and gave me a look over. She then tested the gel and put me back
under a hot shower and worked me over from head to toe with a washcloth.
And soon my scant body hair was swirling down the drain. A hot perfumed
bubble bath followed and she finished by shampooing my hair. She then got
me up, wrapped a large pink bath towel around me and dried me off. Then
with the towel around my waist she led me to her bedroom.
I could see the lacy white nylon panties and the woman's lacy pink satin
dressing robe laying on the bed. "Let's get you into these" she said as
she gathered the panties and approached then made me step into them. She
then sat me at her vanity and went to her closet and began rummaging then
came back with two boxes and a small brown paper bag. I watched in horror
as she opened the boxes then scooped out what appeared to be women's
breast forms! They weren't as big as Madge's but I recognized what they
were. I squirmed in my chair as I watched Madge apply what looked like a
medical adhesive to one of the forms and then the other. She then set
them aside and began applying the cold adhesive liberally to my little
hairless chest!
I tried to wiggle away but she forcefully pushed me back down onto the
little padded vanity chair. "I told you that we were going to have a lot
of fun didn't I Timmy?" she said as she waited for the adhesive to dry
then quickly took one of the little breast forms and cupping the jiggly
form in her hands she quickly centered it over my right chest and pressed
the form tightly to me! The adhesive slipped a bit at first as she moved
the form around and then pressed it tight to me. I felt the adhesive
begin to heat and then begin to tighten to my skin as she held the form
firmly against me. By the time the warm sensation began to cool she
released the form and I found that it was now glued firmly in place! She
then repeated the process with the other form.
"I got these forms especially for you Timmy darling. Most forms aren't
the 'glue on' variety but these are guaranteed to stick tight for up to
two weeks. And it takes a special solvent to get them off. But don't
worry, I'll be keeping that in a special place, along with the house keys
your mother gave me," she said with a feminine melodic giggle and a
satisfied sigh as she made sure the forms weren't going anywhere. She
then took a measure of the solvent on a cloth and began cleaning up the
excess around the forms edges.
I heard the doorbell ring! "Put your dressing gown on dear," Madge said
as she swished the pink, lace trimmed satin robe from the bed and draped
it across my lap. She then gathered the empty boxes and the bottle of
adhesive and solvent then quickly left the room. I heard her go to the
front door and after a few moments she returned to the bedroom.
"Timmy?" Madge spoke as she looked for me then giggled when she found me
cowering behind the now open bedroom door. She pulled me by the wrist and
introduced me to her friend. "This is Ruth Timmy. She's a hair stylist
and she'll be doing your hair!" Madge exclaimed as she led me back to the
vanity while Ruth smiled and looked me over. She began tussling with my
hair as she looked at my reflection in the large lighted vanity mirror.
She seemed pleased.
"My, he is a little sweetheart isn't he?" she marveled as she studied my
face and fussed with my hair. "So much smaller and prettier than Dennis
was don't you think?" she continued.
"Dennis?" I didn't know what was going on now, I was beyond embarrassment
sitting there in nylon panties and a ladies satin robe while trying to
cover the jiggling breast forms that now protruded from my chest making
very noticeable mounds under the gleaming robe. And as they planned and
studied and fussed with me I learned who this mysterious "Dennis" was!
"Did he sneak into your house? How did you catch this one?" Ruth giggled
as she questioned Madge. It seemed that they once caught a young teenaged
boy named Dennis in an embarrassing situation and then exploited that to
indulge in their fantasy of dominating, controlling and then feminizing
him, dressing him up, playing with him like a living "Barbie Doll!" I was
the second one they had caught and now they were going to have their fun
with me! I felt my ears begin to ring and felt faint as the queasy,
nervous sensation returned to my stomach. It seemed that Madge had been
studying me for quite some time since she moved in next door. Noticing
that I wasn't as rough and tumble as the other boys and that I was short
and slightly built and more often than not I stayed to myself made me an
unknowing target from the outset.
Sometimes she simply left her back door open hoping to catch a snooping
neighbor boy in her lingerie drawer or closets. I learned she had tried
that ploy with me but it didn't work initially so she tried something
else and waited patiently. The trick of drying her lingerie on the line
was the bait. But I wasn't a 'sissy' and like all boys had an interest in
girls, especially a full grown woman as exciting and as proper and
feminine as Madge. But it didn't matter now. I was the intended target, I
took the 'bait' for whatever reason and that became Madge's leverage to
get me to "cooperate" with her little plan.
While my long hair was still damp they had taken me back to the kitchen
where I noticed a plastic sheet placed on the floor under one of the
kitchen chairs. I was soon sitting in the chair as Ruth clipped a pink
plastic salon cape around my neck. Madge opened the large pink case full
of hair styling and makeup items that was on the table that Ruth had
brought along and began rummaging through it while Ruth selected a few
other items and began combing me out.
"Ten whole days," Ruth said to Madge as she combed my long shoulder
length hair. "And the best part is that his dad wants him to get a
haircut sometime this week!" Madge exclaimed with a giggle at the perfect
plan. She then began giving me a manicure and then began glueing long
false salon nails on my fingertips. Ruth knew the drill and was excited
at the good fortune.
"So in other words we can do almost any style and then before his folks
get back I can trim him up back to a boys style," she said. "Hummmmm,"
she studied further. "A bob? A flip, or how about a page boy?" Ruth
thought aloud.
"Curls. I want him to look feminine," Madge interjected as Ruth got the
message and giggled,
"Feminine it is!" She then began clipping my hair into a more than
feminine hairstyle that couldn't be combed out!
After a quick rinse at the sink and a toweling off I was back in the
chair once again with Ruth combing me out then applying hairstyling gel
as she pulled up little sections of hair with a pick comb. She then began
rolling curlers into my hair! "Get the dryer out of the back seat of my
car would you Madge?" Ruth asked as she continued with me. "Don't you be
trouble now," she said.
"Let the glue on those nails set," Madge instructed me as she finished
attaching the nails. Then after wiping her hands off she left for Ruth's
car.
Ruth continued. She dabbed more gel on a section of hair then quickly
wrapped it around another curler and rolled it tight to my head and
clipped it into place. Then another curler was rolled tight and then
another and another in practiced fashion. "This is going to be sooooo
fun!" Ruth said. "We're coming right along aren't we Princess? And when
we get done with you you're going to be one precious little sissy you
are," she beamed looking at my head now festooned with over a dozen of
the tight, pink curlers and noticed my now long salon nails still waiting
for polish as I sat there nervously, gasping breathlessly as she also
noticed my breast forms jiggling under the pink satin robe.
Madge soon returned locking the front door behind her once again as she
carried the hair dryer into the kitchen and set it on the table. They
worked quickly setting up the dryer and soon Ruth was fitting the pink
plastic bonnet over my head. I heard the loud whir of the motor and soon
felt the bonnet inflate as the warm and then hot air began whistling
around my head.
Madge started with a gloss red polish on my nails as Ruth began looking
through her extensive makeup case. "Hold still dear," I saw her say as I
read her lips when she got in front of me with a pair of long false
eyelashes and began gluing them firmly in place over my own lashes. I
could see the ladies talking and giggling as they worked but with the
loud hair dryer running and the air whirling around my head I couldn't
hear much. Madge continued until all of my fingernails were a bright red
then she continued by putting my feet up and putting toe spreaders on me.
It didn't take long until I had experienced my first pedicure and was
looking down at my now flawless, bright gloss red toenails! Madge added
another coat of red to my salon nails and finished with a clear high
gloss and motioned for me to hold my hands up and my fingers wide until
they dried properly.
The hot air continued blowing over my head. I could feel the curlers
growing tighter by the minute as they pulled tight against my scalp until
finally Ruth felt my hair through the bonnet causing my hair to crunch
almost like dry straw! She then switched off the dryer and took off the
bonnet. Minutes later the pink curlers were back in the zip lock bag and
she was continuing to style my hair and in another half hour I was back
in Madge's bedroom and back at the vanity where Ruth began applying the
full range of makeup.
I tried to look in the mirror and caught a passing glimpse of my long
eyelashes and my new head full of curls but Ruth kept me from looking by
steering my chin in her direction to face her as she went over my face
with an astringent and then began by applying a creamy liquid foundation
to my smooth skinned face that was now thanks to the Nair even devoid of
even peach fuzz! She soon had all the little dabs of the foundation
worked onto my entire face making my skin appear softer and of a more
uniform shade. Then before I could glance into the mirror once again she
again steered me away and continued.
Since my false eyelashes were now dry she quickly went to work on my
eyelids with a pale blue eyeliner and quickly followed with eyeliner,
mascara and highlighted my arched brows with a brow pencil. She outlined
my lips with a red lip pencil for a highly defined lip line and filled in
the lips with a bright, gloss red brush on lipstick which she then dabbed
dry. She then added blusher to my cheeks and then finished with a dusting
from a compact.
By now Madge was at her dresser selecting a small bundle of frothy,
frilly lingerie. After tossing the pile on the bed she was soon at the
closet selecting an outfit. I gasped when I saw her return to the bed
with a floral patterned dress all done up in a shiny rayon and swish it
onto the bed. It looked like a little girls dress, over the top with lace
and satin trim complete with bows and a large white satin sash that hung
from the waist. I noticed the white ankle strap stiletto heels as well
and began to panic but didn't have time because I was caught off guard as
Ruth sprayed me down with a liberal amount of a floral perfume that hung
around me like a cloud. She then clipped a pearl necklace around my neck
and selected a pair of matching dangle earrings and clipped them tightly
to my ear lobes.
"Such a pretty little sissy, you sure you don't want his ears pierced, it
won't take a minute," Ruth said wanting to continue but Madge declined
not wanting to leave any traces of what they were putting me through.
"Let's get you up sweetie," Ruth said as she had me stand and move over
to the bed where Madge was already selecting the lingerie to put me in. I
tried pulling away but didn't have anywhere to go. Ruth then pulled away
the pink satin robe I was wearing leaving me in only the lace trimmed
white panties and my jiggling breast forms.
"Look, the little sissy isn't even excited!" Ruth exclaimed pointing to
the little bulge at the front of the panties. "Maybe he isn't a sissy
after all," she said giggling as Madge approached.
"Oh, he's a little sissy alright. You like the feeling of pretty, silky
lingerie don't you Timmy? Yes you do! And now you're going to get to
experience the feeling of all these ruffles and frills for yourself!" she
said as she neared me holding a white satin brassiere that matched the
panties she had me in. She worked my arms through the straps and could
hear my quiet moans and nervous breathing.
"Stop fidgeting sissy and lean forward," she ordered as she pushed me to
bend forward. As I did the attached breast forms swung and jiggled
outward. Madge quickly swished the brassiere straps up over my shoulders
and captured each of the breast forms in the white satin cups then she
pulled the strap around my chest and hooked the four hook and eye clasps
at the back. She had me stand as she adjusted the straps on the brassiere
until the cups were tight, wrinkle free and my bust stood straight out.
She then had me bend over once again and I felt a mildly painful tug as
she pulled my little member back tightly between my legs and pushed my
testicles up inside me. She then tugged and pulled the panties up high
and tight on my waist. A tight girdle briefer complete with well padded
hips and garters came next as did the sheer old fashioned garter nylons
the same as Madge wore. Once they had the stockings on they were quickly
gartered and the girdle was pulled up high and tight.
"Mmmmm, just delicious!" Madge excitedly exclaimed as her and Ruth
watched the tight girdle briefer sink into my crotch. After working me
tighter still, they managed to achieve a woman's "V" shaped 'muff' look
that even had the appearance of a vaginal cleft. With the addition of a
white satin waist cincher I soon had the curves of a young woman.
"You won't be doing any lawn mowing looking like this sweetie," Madge
said. "Once we get you properly dressed and all pretty we'll get you
started on some work around the house won't we. Yes, some women's work!"
I heard and felt the swish of the lace trimmed white nylon full slip as
Madge put my arms through the straps and slithered the gleaming white
nylon slip down around me. I could feel the bright nylon fabric against
my legs and feel the lace trimmed hem dancing at my knees as I moved. I
was ordered to sit on the bed while she buckled my feet into the white
ankle strap sandals with five inch heels! Madge then took the frothy
white nylon chiffon pile off the bed that I soon learned was a petticoat.
She had me step into it and then tied it tightly around my cinched waist.
I heard the long back zipper on the dress 'shick' as Ruth unzipped it and
took it off the hangar then brought it over. Madge took it and held it
out in front of me. I hesitated. She shook the dress urging me to hurry
up. I finally put one stiletto heeled foot inside the dress and then the
other then felt the silken swish as Madge quickly pulled the dress up and
after fitting my arms through the short sleeves I could feel the dress
tighten around me as she pulled the zipper all the way up and fastened
the hook at the back of the neck.
She then tied the white satin sash around my waist leaving a large,
feminine shiny satin bow at the back. She then smoothed the dress out
over the frothy petticoat. Ruth checked my makeup and quickly touched up
my hair and added a bit of hair spray. It was then that I finally saw
myself in the full length mirror in the corner. I gasped as I turned to
see a 14 year old boy that now looked like a 16 or 17 year old girl only
in a very overly feminine 'sissy' type dress. It was then time to move to
the living room for my "instruction".
The ten days that followed were filled with me constantly in dresses
doing housework, dusting and cleaning and washing and ironing and lessons
of how to be feminine, of girlish mannerisms and how to properly walk on
high heels and how to sit in a dress. Madge concluded that since she
caught me inspecting her lingerie on the wash line and how I carefully
looked everything over that "ladies things" were far more than just a
passing fancy or boyish interest with me. I denied it of course but she
saw right through me. And the days passed and my "instruction" continued.
I began to protest even though she threatened to tell my folks about me
being in her lingerie at the wash line but when she threatened to take me
shopping all decked out and dressed like a girl I decided I had better
put up with my punishment.
When the time was up Madge kept her word. She had gone back to my house
and retrieved my suitcase to get me a complete boys change of clothes
while Ruth expertly cut my hair into a short boy's style and then combed
it out. After a hot shower and a change of clothes it wasn't two hours
later that the folks returned. After Ruth left Madge and I met them as
they pulled into the driveway.
"How was your trip?" Madge asked as dad shut off the car and took off his
sunglasses.
"Hot and boring, I'm glad to be back," he said. "Hiya boy!" he said as he
looked me over in my T-shirt, jeans and scruffy tennis shoes. "I see
Madge got you to cut that long hair," he said with a bit of relief.
"Maybe Madge should look after you more often," he said as he got out of
the car and began unloading the trunk.
"Anytime," Madge said smiling and giving me a playful hug as I pulled
away from her grasp and left to help carry in the suitcases. And neither
of my folks, especially my dad had any inkling that only a few hours
earlier I was all dolled up like a little Princess, mincing and swishing
around Madge's living room in hairdo, makeup and a frilly dress with
petticoats and high heels all to Madge's and Ruth's delight. I began to
feel a bit light headed but the sensation passed as I realized I was home
again and I watched as Madge returned through the hedge to her house and
I was once again back to being Timmy, the boy next door. But for some
reason I knew in the back of my mind that Madge wasn't done with me, not
yet!
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