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ANDREW THE UNSUSPECTING SISSY PART V [email protected] *** A NOTE TO ANDREWS' FANS: I DON'T GET VERY MUCH FEEDBACK, PERHAPS 4 OR 5 PEOPLE WITH EACH CHAPTER. WHILE I APPRECIATE THE SUPPORT FROM THOSE THAT ENJOY THE STORY, I CAN'T SEE CONTINUING THE TALE IF SEEMINGLY VERY FEW PEOPLE ARE INTERESTED. SO, IF YOU ENJOY THE STORY, OR DON'T PLEASE LET ME KNOW! MAY I SUGGEST THAT YOU READ THE EARLIER CHAPTERS OF ANDREW SO THAT YOU MAY UNDERSTAND WHAT THE POOR DEAR HAS BEEN THROUGH THUS FAR..... ANDREW NOW DREW: SISSY SUPERSTAR, SOON TO BE HUSBAND TO JIM JIM BRECKMAN: BILLIONAIRE INDUSTRIALIST, WITH A PENCHANT FOR SISSIES AUDREY: DREW'S STEPMOTHER AND OWNER OF THE MANOR SARAH: DREW'S STEPSISTER AND TRAINER VALERIE: DREW'S DOCENT TRAINER DR ALICIA NEWMAN: MEDICAL DIRECTOR OF THE MANOR PENELOPE HUGHES: THE MANOR HEADMISTRESS CLAIRE: DR. NEWMAN'S ASSISTANT STEVE JOHNSON: LIFEGUARD, SECURITY, MALE MODEL & MASSAGE THERAPIST ANN: ANOTHER OF AUDREY'S SISSY ASSISTANTS PETER: NEW ARRIVAL TO THE MANOR CARMELLA: PETER'S DOCENT AUDREY'S WORK IS NEVER DONE "Okay then Sarah, I'm glad things worked out. I knew Jim would enjoy Kat and well, giving him your personal treatment has made me jealous and a bit randy, I'm embarrassed to say. Audrey's assistant entered the room in a black pencil skirt with a white blouse with puffy arms that tapered to her thin wrists. She had a small charm bracelet and the little white square letters spelled out Ann. With her brown hair wrapped tightly in a bun and her horn rimmed glasses, she looked every bit the secretarial sissy that she was. "So the mold is on its way and you'll be home just in time move into your room with Drew. Yes that's exciting darling. Okay I love you too...bye!" Audrey hung up the phone and looked at Ann. "Ann you look, well so conservative. Open your blouse and at least let me see some of your pretty bra." Ann flushed beet red but did as was instructed and removed the broach from her neck and started opening buttons. "One more... no need to be shy!" Ann took a deep breath and opened another button revealing a filigree of lace on her peach satin bra. "Now, that's a bit more like it. I know you're shy, but try your best. Now, Ann do you have the samples?" "Yes ma'am, right on the corner of your desk." "And are the models ready?" "They're waiting for you in the lobby." Audrey opened the box and immediately smelled the lilac of the potpourri. After such a busy day, the smells relaxed her. Ann broke her trance. "Ma'am, should I send the first model in?" Audrey removed an item from the box and snapped it out to reveal that it was a pale pink hipster panty made of nylon with a thin pantywaist and appliqu? lace on the legs and the panty front. "Adorable, aren't they?" "Ah...yes ma'am." "There you go again Ann, do you like these panties or not, you must have some preference?" "I, well, I do like them." Okay well I would think you should. You know I have to finalize the outfit for all of your fellow graduating sissies. After all, every sissy wants to look her very best at cotillion. I should imagine you'd have a keen interest. Perhaps you should be a model. "I couldn't ma'am...I'm not........." "You're not what? I think you're petite and pretty and with a little make up you could hold any man's attention. Quite frankly you can wear the outfit today or at cotillion but either way, we're all going to enjoy seeing you dance in your outfit. Audrey was now twirling the panty in her hand as she playfully teased Ann. "Um, please ma'am....I'd really rather not." "Well, thank goodness your preferences don't matter to me at all. Frankly you're beginning to bore me. So, please fetch the first model and send her in." Moments later Judy entered the room. She was modeling the panties that Audrey had in her hand. Along with the panty, was a two inch pale pink satin ribbon which was tied just over her pantywaist with a large bow that fell on the swell of her pantied bottom, giving just a hint of modesty but calling attention to her well rounded behind. The silk ties came down to her thighs, ticking them with every step. On her feet, patent leather white pumps with ankle straps. These beautiful shoes forced an arch and were four inches. She wore over the knee white hose with bows and a lace appliqu? demi-bra, which showed, off her excited nipples. "Judy your make-up is perfect, please tell me that you did it." "I did ma'am, said the proud sissy. It took forever, but I'm glad you like it." "I see you have a clutch." "Yes ma'am." It's pretty, what do you have in it?" "Some tampons for my Docent Alexa and three condoms well for um." "For what sweetheart?" 'Uh in case I have to... I mean if I have relations ma'am." "No need to blush, continue." "Lipstick, a compact and a few other, uh girl things ma'am," said the embarrassed sissy. "Judy, who told you to wear a gaff?" "Alexa said to wear the gaff and that you might wish to see me without it." "Well, Alexa was right, please remove your gaff." "Yes ma'am, said Judy and immediately slipped her panties down to her shoes and then off neatly folding them and placing them on a nearby table. She had on a pink power net gaff and it would be no easy matter to get it off. She tugged and pulled, but really could get it down very far. Audrey became exasperated with the sissy and called out to Ann on the intercom. "Please help Judy with her gaff." Seconds later the clicking of Ann's heels could be heard as she entered the room. She rushed to Judy and fell to her knees and began tugging on the intimate garment. Working together the two were still having trouble, mainly because Ann was wearing a pencil skirt. Admittedly it was finely tailored, but the sissy was very restricted. "What weaklings you two are. Is Stan outside? I believe I saw him on the model list for the men." "Yes ma'am said Ann as she huffed and continued to pull on the garment in vain, while trying not to fall on her own behind. "Please go get him, this looks to be a man's job!" Stan entered the room and seemed to take up half of it. He was a real athlete. A championship swimmer with legs like tree trunks. Many a sissy had found her way into his cabana and all had become veritable groupies after their first experience. Stan was a legend! Stan was in a t-shirt and Speedo having come directly from his lifeguard duties at the pool. "Stan could you help sweet Judy with her gaff please." Stan smiled at Judy and with a quick pull, the restrictive garment was at her ankles and her little stem was bare and quickly erected. Ann saw the small erection just a few inches from her face and blushed and stood up. Judy was shocked by the force with which Stan removed her gaff and placed her hand in front of her open mouth, then gathered herself and quickly reached over to the table and snapped out her panty and then slid it up her hairless legs, but was so anxious she lost her balance and fell into Stan's arms, her nude bottom rubbing against his Speedo and causing an unmistakable reaction. While Ann helped Judy with her silk ribbon cummerbund. Audrey couldn't help but marvel at Stan's girth. My lord she thought, how does that Speedo hold his thick meat? Audrey was unconsciously licking her lips and rubbing her thighs together when Ann finished with Judy. Audrey beckoned Judy to her and inspected the panties, reaching her fingers out and gently tugging at the bottom leg holes to ensure a smooth fit. Already Judy had "spotted" her panty and Audrey thought that these sissies's really have no self-control when dressed. But then again, neither did the powerful men who found themselves so attracted to these delicate creatures. Audrey gave Judy's little stem a playful squeeze and told her to stand in front of her desk. The panty was full coverage so her little penis was safely confined even when fully erect. "Ann, who is next." "Delia." Please go and fetch her. And Stan, giggled Audrey, try and control yourself, but do please wait here, as we'll probably need your help again. Delia was the Manor's first full figured sissy. She was 5 foot 9 inches tall and with heels was majestic. Her black hair was styled long and her breasts were augmented to a full c cup. She had a small waist and a very well rounded bottom with olive skin and blue eyes. Unfortunately her sponsor was an elderly gentleman who died and never got to take his most prized possession home. Delia was a free agent and would remain at the Manor until such time as a suitable home could be found. Delia's outfit was a seamless coral bra with matching full coverage hipster panties that were covered with hand-embroidered roses all over except for her panty front. She also had on a see thru half-slip that gave no additional privacy but did accentuate her legs and her pretty over the knee stockings. Her cummerbund bow was coral as well and she too, was tightly gaffed. "Turn for me sweetheart," said Audrey Delia spun and posed and kept Stan quite erect. She even had the audacity to wink at Stan. While Delia posed, Ann made herself busy by arranging things on Audrey's desk and filling a water glass. "Thank you darling, said Audrey, What would I do without you?" Ann curtsied and blushed and finally said, "Thank you ma'am." "Stan I'm afraid we need you help again." Delia looked confused, but before she could react, Stan walked up to her and in one quick movement dropped her half-slip panty and gaff. Delia was shocked and placed her hand in front of her penis. But her penis was rather large and was growing. Delia then dropped her hand and looked defiantly into Stan's eyes. Stan them held out her panty and she submitted and stepped into the leg opening of the intimate garment. Stan them took his time sliding the panty into place. Delia was aroused. Her nipples were poking thru her bra and her panties looked like they had a banana in them. Ann adjusted her cummerbund. Audrey inspected Delia and marveled at her beautiful shape and impressive erection. She sat in her chair and asked Delia to step forward. She then reached out and cupped Delia small testes and teased the tip of her shaft until she too "spotted" her panties. "Okay now let's have some fun. I want to see how these outfit's move!" said Audrey. Ann please start the music and Stan, pick a partner and let's see what we shall see. Oh, and Stan, please remove your shirt. Ann tuned on the cd player and a slow number started. Bare-chested Stan came forward and like a true gentleman he reached out his hand for Judy. Judy blushed but stepped forward and the two became one as they danced about the floor. Judy had submissively reached her arms around Stan's neck and Stan had his thigh between Judy's pantied thighs with his free hand resting on her pantied bottom. Judy followed her lead and kept her eyes locked on Stan's as he whispered things into her ear. In all three songs were played and when the couple separated, everyone realized that Judy had soaked her panties. "He's a great dancer isn't he?" "Yes ma'am replied Judy who was trying to cover her panty front. "Sweetheart don't be modest, of course Stan excited you, he's all man. It's only natural for you. Just accept that." Judy just blushed, but let her hands rest at her side. "Ann, please close your mouth, you'll catch flies." "Sorry ma'am." "It alright, Stan it's time to dance with Delia. Ann please start the music." Stan was far more physical with Delia and it was obvious that Delia had extensive dance training. They tangoed and fox trotted and by the third song, they were just satisfied to hold each other close. Once again Stan's huge thigh was between Delia thighs training her, Delia could fell Stan's massive erection. She was in lust for the he-man. She had never been invited into his cabana by the pool but today was different. She let her hand come to rest on Stan's Speedo and squeezed his bottom trying very hard to sneak a finger under the suit. Stan was licking and kissing Delia's neck and dry humping the delirious sissy by pulling her bottom up his thigh. Delia was encouraging Stan by spreading her thighs as much as possible and as a result of the friction and Delia's sissy emotions, Delia ejaculated into her panties. Seconds later the song ended. Now both Delia and Judy had soaked panties. "Stan, look what you've done to these sissies. I don't know what they liked more: having you see them in their under-things or the ride you gave them on your thigh!" "Well, I know which outfit you girls will be wearing to cotillion. Now Stan, how can I say thank you for your help. I see that you're in a state. I know, teased Audrey, perhaps one of the girls can help." Both Judy and Delia smiled praying they would be picked. Both sissies posed and while the lines of their panties were ruined by their small emblems and their wet stains, they tried to be sassy. "So who is it going to be?" "I'd like her," said Stan. A hush came over the room, Stan had selected Ann and Ann was in shock. "Young ladies, you're welcome to watch or you can return to your room with my thanks." Both sissies elected to stay. "Ann please remove Stan's Speedo, I'm afraid his erection can't stand much more excitement or confinement. But, cupcake, please remove your skirt and blouse first. And, freshen your make-up, remember Stan or any man for that matter deserves your very best." Said Audrey with a wink. Ann was visibly flustered. She was one of the more inexperienced sissies at the Manor. Oh yes she had taken all of her classes and truly had come to appreciate the attention of a male, but lacked confidence. Now, was the worst moment of her life, having to perform in front of Audrey and two of her prettier classmates. Ann left the room and retrieved her purse. She walked up to a mirror on the wall and touched up her powder and lipstick. She could feel the sweat beads on her back and temples and underneath her clean shaven armpits. Ann also felt that wet tingle deep within her gaff. She gathered herself and turned to face Stan, Audrey and the two sissies who had seated themselves in their pretty outfits. Audrey had moved behind Ann and unclipped her hair. "Show Stan how pretty your tresses are Ann." Audrey smoothed out some imaginary wrinkles on Ann's skirt and returned to her seat. Ann walked towards Stan and locked her eyes on Stan's and then began to slowly unbutton the cuffs of her blouse......then the few buttons that remained of her blouse. She then pulled the virginal material from her skirt and let it hang. Ann took a deep breath, turned a half turn and unbuttoned the long skirt at her side and then unzipped the side zip. The skirt fell to the ground and revealed nude hose gartered to a very pretty pair of yellow panties with lace around the leg openings and a matching garter belt. Audrey was at first shocked, Ann was stunning and moved beautifully. Her somewhat sophisticated lingerie was immaculate and she was delighted by the smooth lines. No doubt, these gaffs were a godsend. They confined a sissy's naughty bits beautifully. Ann removed her blouse to reveal her almost b cup breasts and her long underdeveloped arms and hairless ivory skin. Looking over at Stan, Audrey could see a wet spot forming around the head of his penis, which still girded in his Speedo. He was lusting for Ann, my Ann, thought Audrey. The room was quiet. Ann was breathing rapidly her chest heaving. Second by second she calmed herself and turned on her heels and moved towards Stan. When she was in front of Stan, she stopped and turned and backed her pantied bottom onto his Speedo going up and down playfully a few times. Stan didn't need encouragement and grabbed the delicate sissy boy at the waist and proceeded to run his hands over her bare flesh and intimate apparel. When Stan's hand reached to Ann's vee, Ann placed her perfectly manicured hand over Stan's meaty hand and they enjoyed a few intimate moments with Stan gently caressing her thighs and panty front. Ann kept busy by pushing her bottom onto Stan's Speedo. Stan moaned and Ann kept up her attach with her bottom her free hand up above her breasts caressing her chest and neck. After several minutes of frolic, Ann freed herself and turned on her heels and dropped to her knees, her face now just inches from the waistband of Stan's Speedo. Ann boldly reached forward and traced Stan's huge erection. It was literally twitching in his swimsuit! The wet spot was growing and seeing that Ann leaned forward and kissed, then gently sucked the wet spot. Stan moaned and grabbed Ann's head. The sissy would not relent. Audrey looked on with a mixture of pride and jealousy. The two sissies in their sodden panties were now holding hands and watching intently. Even an untrained eye could see how very jealous they were of Ann. Ann continued her gentle sucking of Stan's penis head and began grabbing his impressive shaft thru his Speedo. Clearly this activity was driving Stan crazy and he had flung his head backwards and pressed his erection forward. Finally Ann decided it was time to free his beast. She stopped her ministrations, looked into Stan's eyes and smiled. She then undid the tie at the waist and put her hand into his suit just like a magician would pull a rabbit from a hat. With a little sissy effort, Stan's erection popped free. "Oh my," said Delia. "I said you could watch Delia, not speak," warned Audrey. "Sorry ma'am," replied a downcast Delia. Ann started licking the impressive shaft while she held his tightening scrotum. She then sucked small kisses all over the shaft before settling right underneath the head where she pretended to give Stan a sissy hickey. Stan began moaning uncontrollably. Stan then reached down and put his arms under Ann's arms and lifted her off of the floor, her heels unable to find ground and kissed her fiercely. After a minute or two of making out, Stan returned Ann to earth and deftly unclasped her bra. Stan then caressed the tender flesh making Ann moan and writhe. Ann massaged Stan's naked buttocks, which were so muscular she could barely knead the flesh. Audrey arose and went to the stereo and turned on the music. Revel's Bolero. Stan began dancing with Ann his thigh well between hers. The song went on for some time with the sissy and the stud moving as one. Stan would pull Ann's pantied bottom up and down his thigh with his erection trapped between them; Ann would grab the massive phallus when each opportunity presented itself. And them she would pin his throbbing member against her pantied hip and gyrate as Stan pulled her up his thigh. Finally Stan screamed in pleasure. Audrey then stopped the music. Now Ann's panties were wet, but it was from Stan's ejaculate and there was so much of it! "Girls, let's clean Stan up please." Delia and Judy jumped at the chance and quickly began cleaning Stan's glistening body. Ann, I'm so proud of you. Look how excited you made Stan. It's a good thing you were tightly gaffed or who knows what might have happened! He he came all over me...it was so hot and wet and musty. Yes darling, that's what happens to boys when girls do what they do best! I'm overwhelmed. Someone was paying attention is class. Yes ma'am the classes helped me, but I have to admit, he's so handsome and he chose me. I felt like I had something to prove to myself." Well, I think you learned a lot about yourself today. And that move underneath the head of his penis....well aren't you the devil. That wasn't taught in class." "No ma'am it came from within me. It just seemed like the right thing to do." "Well, you sissies all seem to have that innate understanding of what a real man needs. Good for you, said Audrey tussling Ann's hair playfully. Now out of those wet panties, clean up and back to your duties." PETER'S ARRIVAL Constance Weatheral had just hung up with Manor Headmistress Penelope Hughes and was feeling good about her decision to enroll Peter. Even though he was 14, Pennie had assured her that his hooligan mentality could be harnessed. His poor behavior and disruptions of her house would soon be a thing of the past. She didn't want to know how, she just wanted results and Pennie seemed quite confident when she said that the Manor just doesn't put a boy in panties, the Manor makes a boy see that the most natural state of being is in panties, being sweet, gentle and submissive to both males and females. As they grow to adulthood, they bloom into full-fledged sissies whose main pleasure is to please others. Constance said her goodbye and Penelope decided to review the file and see how Peter had progressed since his arrival just five days ago. She also requested the video. Just a few minutes later, Penelope was reviewing the tape. She turned the volume on high. Carmella was Peter's appointed Docent and she excelled when it came to cases such as these. She expected that Peter would be in hand post haste. "I won't and you can't make me you bitch," said a very naked Peter who was pinned beneath Carmella. "Peter this room is locked and you can't leave. You can't defeat me, you're too weak." Peter lunged toward Carmella who quickly subdued him. Clearly Peter was frustrated. "Let me up," yelled Peter. "I don't like your tone young lady, you need to learn your manners. Are you ready to behave?" "I'm hungry and I want to go to the bathroom and I want to get dressed and I'm a boy you idiot!" said a much more reluctant Peter. "Well sweetums you can, just put on your panties and your t-shirt and I'll unlock the bathroom door. As for being a boy, well I'm not so sure" said Carmella sarcastically as she eyed his defenseless penis. "I can't wear those, they're panties and they're for girls." Carmella let Peter up who was slow to rise and then covered himself. He was thin, scrawny and pale. Barely 5 foot 4 and perhaps 115 lbs. "Well let's see." She held up the panties and indeed they were adorable with teddy bears festooning the front and "hug me" written across the behind. "I think you'll look sweet in them and perhaps your little pull toy might like some cover before it catches a cold." Said Carmella still being sarcastic. Peter once again lunged for Carmella and for the umpteenth time, he was pinned to the floor. Carmella let Peter rise but quickly subdued the boy over her knee and began spanking him quite hard. He squirmed and fought until Carmella felt his small erection. Then she stopped and let him up. He ran for the corner and for some modesty where he began to cry. "Petra, I'll be back in a few minutes. I expect to see you in your panties; otherwise they'll be some real punishment. Don't make me angry," admonished Carmella Carmella exited the room and the camera followed Peter as he circled the feminine article. He agonized over it before he finally picked it up. Outside the room away from the camera looking through the two-way mirror a large group of women were cheering and hooting. "Go-ahead sissy put them on!" "Come on you can do it, pants to panties!" "Don't be shy, you'll be begging for the matching bra in no time!" Carmella hushed the small crowd of Docents and Trainers. Peter held the panties and thought, but he couldn't bring himself to put on the feminine garment. In fact, he dropped the panty and proceeded to urinate on it. Carmella smiled. How much fun it will be to break this one, she thought. It's always a pleasure when they're resistant. She confidently strode to the door after picking something up. Everyone watched as Carmella entered the room. Hands on hips she stated, "Our little miss needs a lesson in obedience." From behind her back she let loose and the "whish" of the birch could be heard. Peter's eyes were saucers and he ran for the corner. "Petra you'll be getting fifteen or 30 lashes, its your choice, what will it be? "None you bitch, you wouldn't dare and my name is Peter." Carmella laughed and Peter realized that this crazy woman was going to thrash him. And for a reason he couldn't understand he was erecting again. "I'm going to warm your bottom and maybe then you'll find the courage to model your pretties for me." Flicking the switch in her hand with a vengeance she approached the cowling Peter. Minutes later the defenseless boy was crying on the floor in a fetal position. "Goodnight sweetheart and remember, your yells and tears only serve to excite me." Penelope hit the fast forward button and the time stamp showed the same room the very next morning. "Wakey wakey, said Carmella as the lights came on. Time for my precious to wake up. Would you like to use the bathroom this morning?" Peter's behind ached. The welts were painful and he had barely slept for the second night in a row. And now the crazy lady was back. "Well I see you put your t-shirt on. Go look in the mirror and see how pretty you look." Peter hesitated and then looked in the mirror. The t-shirt was a match for the panties and featured two teddy bears holding hands and a heart around them. Underneath the word honey was spelled out. The t-shirt was peach with three quarter sleeves and came to just above Peter's bare midriff. Peter saw his reflection and was just sick. "Darling where are your matching panties? If you put them on I'll unlock the bathroom for you." Peter did not know what to do. He figured that the best tact was to give in to this bitch for now and then find a way to escape. "Can I have a new pair?" "Of what darling?" "Of p-p-p-anties," said Peter reluctantly. "What happened to the ones I gave you?" "I well, I peed on them." "I see," said Carmella. "Well then I guess you have your answer. I mean they were perfectly fine when I gave them to you. I picked them out personally. I knew how cute you would look in them and you peed on them. Hmmmm. No I'm afraid you'll have to wear what I gave you. Unless of course you'd rather not attend breakfast." "So, if I put on the panties I can go to the bathroom and breakfast." "Yes sweetheart." "Okay." "Okay what?" said Carmella. "Okay I'll do it." Carmella once again thrashed Peter with the switch. Peter fell to the floor crying in pain. "You may call me ma'am and you may speak when spoken to and you will remember your manners and do as you are told. Do you understand Petra?" "Y-y-yes ma'am." "Very well them, get you panties and bring them to me." Peter did as instructed. Carmella always made a point of pantying her first timers. It was a bonding experience that all sissies remember. Their very first time dressed by another. A sissy never forgets that excitement. Carmella opened the waist of the wet and now pungent garment and bade Petra to step into the leg openings. Petra obeyed and then Carmella slowly slid the panty into place, confining Petra's nether region. As much as Peter tried, he couldn't help but sprout another erection. He was beyond embarrassed. However, he still planned to run at the very first chance. Carmella saw the telltale erection. No question, Petra would be an exemplary sissy. It was just a matter of time and proper training. Carmella grabbed Petra's small hand and walked him to the bathroom and opened the door. He turned to closed the door, but Carmella stopped him. "Darling from now on we'll have no secrets. Girls go to the bathroom with each other all the time." Peter started to rage again, but this time controlled himself. He didn't want another beating. He pulled his panties down and aimed his little weapon. But, before his flow started, Carmella slapped his behind so hard, he lost his balance and fell down and peed on himself a little before he could contain himself. "Girls sit. I won't say it again. Do your business and use that mop in the corner and clean your mess. Be sure to wash your hands and then we'll go to breakfast. Hurry because we have a Doctor's appointment." "Yes ma'am," said Peter who was now sitting on the bowl relieving his bladder. It took some time because Carmella was watching, but soon he was able. Penelope stopped the tape and smiled. She would keep her eye on Peter now Petra. Carmella certainly had a way with these older boys. She had no doubts he would be a compliant and enthusiastic sissy in no time. His lust for freedom would give way to his feminine self and there he would find true happiness. ONE GOOD RUB Drew had been in the tub for over an hour when Valerie told her that she would be a sissy prune if she didn't watch Out. "I hope you shaved your legs, said Valerie. Have pity on your Masseuse!" Drew immediately turned and looked toward Valerie in a panic. "Valerie is a man going to massage me?" Valerie held up a darling training bra and tiny white panty. "Aren't these things positively adorable! I think Steve will find you to be irresistible." "Steve who is Steve," yelled Drew. "I will not have a man touching me, let alone in that outfit." "Fine" said Valerie. "I'm sick of your fussing, you can get your massage naked." What! Valerie held out the lovely white training bra and showed Drew the pretty flower between the cups. The panty was just as juvenile and sitting in the bath, Drew just wanted to drown herself. "I can't let a man massage me and certainly not in this outfit Valerie," whined the sissy. "You're right Drew, you can get massaged naked!" "No!" said Drew as she balled her little fist and splashed it in the water. Her small breasts were heaving with frustration and glistening from the bath water. "It's not fair! Today has been the worst day of my life." "Darling that's why Audrey wanted you to get pampered by Steve and he's such a hunk!" said Valerie as she removed the tags from the lingerie. "Well, if you expect to be treated as a big girl, you need to act like one. It's time for you to get out of that tub and ready for your massage." "But, I've never been touched by a man or a boy and I don't know what to do," said Drew still whining and clearly beside herself. "Well, all you need to do is relax and enjoy Steve's hands, they're very powerful. He'll melt away your tensions and frustrations. You'll love it, all sissies do sweetheart." "Valerie, I'm afraid." "I know sweetheart, you're delicate. But you realize that men find you very attractive and I think deep down you like being admired. I know that you enjoy having Audrey see you all in of you pretty outfits and in your panties and bras." "That's different, Audrey is a girl." "Oh, I think you'll find a man's attention to be very exciting in a different way then when you're with women. I think you'll come to crave a man's affections. You'll spend a whole day making yourself pretty so that your man will notice you. Keep an open mind and a good attitude. Remember, Audrey knows what's best for you, she always has hasn't she........." "Well yes I guess. But I'm not attracted to men Valerie." "Valerie laughed a deep confident laugh, we'll see about that my pet, but first let's get you out of the tub." Drew reached for Valerie's hand and pulled himself from the tub. Valerie admired his pink hairless body and developing curves. Drew was so thin! And her little peeny was even smaller, now that it was shriveled from her bath. Valerie dried Drew's body with a rough towel and took the opportunity to exfoliate the young sissy from top to bottom. She wanted every pore open for Steve's ministrations and application of hormone oil. After Drew was dry, Valerie dusted her charge with some fine talc and perfumed the she boy in all the strategic spots. "Remember Drew, these are the spots that will drive men crazy and keep you on their minds long after any encounter." Just a few cosmetics. And Drew was ready to be dressed. All of a sudden there was a knock at the bathroom door. The door swung open and Steve was there. He was wearing tan compression shorts that outlined every muscle including what was between his legs and a tank top that did little to hide his massive, well-developed chest. "Sorry girls, I was just wondering where I should set up?" Drew let out a high pitch yelp at the top of her lungs and tried to cover her small breasts and her small penis at the small time. Valerie laughed and told Steve where he could set up. "I'm not going out there. I'm so embarrassed. I could die. He's probably out there laughing at me right this second," said the sissy as she stamped her little foot. "Enough, you're going to get dressed and get out there and you're going to behave or I can guarantee a punishment that you will not soon forget. Do you want me to spank you right now and send you out with a red bottom for Steve to see?" "No, please don't." "Very well then." Valerie kneeled down and opened the panties for Drew to step in. "Valerie, I need my gaff. I can't wear these panties without one." "Nonsense, chided Valerie, besides Steve has already seen your assets or should I say lack of assets. If you want your gaff, you'll need to talk to Sarah." "This is all so unfair!" complained Drew. Valerie applied a warning slap to Drew's bottom. Drew immediately then stepped into the cute white bikini panty and Valerie pulled it up into place. She ran her thumb over Drew's sissy nub and giggled. She then rose and started arranging Drew's training bra. Drew protested. "Okay darling, be a big girl, show me how you put it on," mocked Valerie. Drew was angry. She took the bra and hooked it around her waist and then spun it and slipped her thin arms through the straps. "Its very stiff and a bit tight." "Don't fidget so much, it's a new bra and after its been laundered it will feel much better. As for the tightness, well I wouldn't say you're bursting out, but you have grown a bit. Now, let's pin your hair up and send you out to Steve's masterful hands." Minutes later, Drew had donned her three inch slippers and strode into her bedroom that had been rearranged. She was the ultimate virginal sissy; light makeup a beautiful body accentuated by her white training bra and panty set and her heels, which she managed beautifully. Foot over foot she walked toward Steve who smiled. She couldn't help but check out his body in his skintight shorts and tank top. He was a hulking man. Steve broke the spell. Okay, so you must be Drew. I'm sorry I walked in on you and saw you undressed. I'm hoping that I can give you an hour of relaxation and that you'll find a way to forgive my trespass. Drew didn't know what to say. She had always imagined a man looking at her but had no idea how they would react. Now Steve had seen her and she wondered if she was well, pretty? "Hop up here Drew," said Steve as he patted the massage table. Drew tried, but in her heels couldn't manage and Steve being the gentlemen hooked his thumbs under Drew's arms and easily lifted her onto the table. "Now, why don't you remove your top for me?" "Oh no said Drew I couldn't, I don't know you, I just couldn't." "Relax drew, it's okay, you're not used to me, I'll tell you what, I'll remove my shirt and if you feel like doing the same later I'll be glad to help you with your training bra." "Steve!" said Drew "What, did I say something wrong, it is a training bra right?" "Yes, well it is, but I'm really bigger than that and well I got all my things taken away and......forget about it!" said a frustrated Drew. "Well then why don't you make yourself comfortable on your stomach and we can get started." Drew did as instructed and as soon as she was comfortable she felt the back closure of her bra open. She squeezed her arms on her sides and instinctively, reached back, but Steve gently pushed her hand away. Relax Drew, I'm going to put on some oil on you and I didn't want to stain your trainer, giggled Steve. This time, Drew giggled as well. "That's better said Steve. I'm going to put some music on and rock your world, fine thing!" Drew shut her eyes and let Steve knead her tired flesh. She was going over events of the day and was glad they were behind her. Her milking this morning was more of a violation and the evaluation by the doctor was one humiliation after another. With Sarah being back she could only expect that her life would be more difficult. Her lingerie had been taken away and two sissies had masturbated her. So she did what any girl would and took a deep breath and tried to relax. After several minutes the music and the oil and Steve's massaging had Drew truly relaxed. Steve had worked her neck and shoulders and back without saying a word. He then moved in front of Drew and his crotch was just inches from her face. She could see he was semi erect and Drew was secretly excited she could elicit this kind of reaction from such an alpha male. Steve was using his elbows and running them down from Drew's neck to the small of her back. With each stroke, his "package" kissed Drew's lips. At first Drew was shocked and afraid and pulled back, but then she teased him a bit by pursing her lips and providing some resistance. They played at this game for several minutes neither saying anything but Steve didn't have to...his erection was doing all of the talking. Drew stop pursing her lips and made a small "o" allowing Steve to push bit deeper, when she heard him moan she felt triumphant...but why? Then all of a sudden she felt a stirring in her pantied and perfumed loins. Oh no, why? Why was it growing, how can I hide it from Steve? Steve felt the sissy tense under his elbows and asked, "Drew are you uncomfortable?" "No no not at all uh I'm fine I feel great......" "Are you sure?" "Yes, what would make you think otherwise?" "Nothing, I'm sorry." Steve walked around the table to Drew's feet and oiled them. "I love your nail polish?" "Thank you said Drew." Steve was now kneading her little toes and working his hands up to the back of Drew's knees. He leaned forward and inhaled. "Drew you smell so feminine." "Steve!" "I'm not teasing, its true," said Steve as he worked Drew's calves. "So how long have you been a sissy?" "Steve! what are you torturing me so unmercifully." "I don't mean to, I'm just curious." "I don't see where it's any of your business." "Well Drew, massage is intimate, I thought we were becoming friends." "We can be friends, but I'm feeling very vulnerable just right now." "I understand, forgive me." Steve moved further up Drew's leg and was now working on her thighs. Drew was as stiff as a board. And then it happened. With Steve's thick thumbs working the insides of her thighs so close to her tender ungaffed rosebud, Drew became fully erect and felt some moisture in her panty. She didn't dare move for fear of putting herself over the edge and soaking her panties. All the while Steve continued his assault on her now well oiled thighs and very sensitive inner thighs. "Your tensing again, said Steve who was smiling, try and relax yourself." "I'mmm just finne," stammered Drew. Steve stopped for a moment and said, "Drew would you like me to remove your panties or would you prefer me to massage you pantied bottom." "What, no please leave my panties on Steve!" "Okay, but I'm afraid they'll be stained by the oil." "Please Steve," begged Drew trying to be still and concentrating on making her small erection subside. This man is a animal, she thought. Steve's playfully spanked Drew's bottom. "Yummy, you have a nice bottom Drew." "Steeeveeee please stop it," said Drew who was secretly delighted that Steve found her bottom to be so yummy! Steve started his massage of Drew's bottom and rubbed everywhere, kneading and squeezing. After a full two minutes, Steve snapped Drew's pantywaist and asked again if she wanted to take her panties off. "No Steve please don't ask again!" said Drew. "Suit yourself," said Steve. So Steve reached one his hands under the leg opening of Drew's panties and began massaging her round bottom. Goodness Drew thought, his hand is so big it practically covers my whole bottom. "Drew just relax and let me work the oil in." But Drew couldn't relax, she was concentrating because she was dangerously close to exploding in her panties. It was just too delicious and she bit her lip and tasted her lipstick trying to think of anything to prevent her stem from spewing into her panties. It was hopeless because Steve's hands were everywhere. "So Drew, how come I've never seen you at the pool?" "What?, the pool, oh no, I've never been allowed to go to the pool." "Really, because I think you'd be one of the prettiest sissies , those girls couldn't compete with you." Before Drew could respond, Steve snuck his pinky into her tender rosebud. "Oh," said Drew, please don't." "My bad'. said Steve as he continued to chat. So, do you like swimming?" "I well I don't even own a suit." "You don't have a bathing suit?" "No," said Drew. "Hmmm, well with a body like yours, that's a shame. So pretty and yet no place to go." Drew was pleased that Steve found her to be desirable. She was in fact daydreaming about the pool and her debut and her first sissy tan and then the world stopped. Steve had once again snuck an oiled finger up her bottom and this time probed a little too deep and when Drew tried to clench her bottom she felt a spasm. At first she thought she was peeing, but because of the violent little spurts, she realized the worst had happened. She had cum in her panties. Just then Steve removed the offending finger, playfully smacked her still pantied bottom and said, "Okay beautiful turnover let's do your front." Drew was paralyzed. She simply chose to ignore Steve who had turned around and was laughing to himself while he refilled the hormone laced oil dispenser. These sissies are so easy he thought. This was one of the best perks of the job! "Drew, turn over." "I just can't, I really can't." "Are you that shy?" "Yes-yes- I am that's it, I'm shy!" "Well, shy or not let's turn you over and finish your massage." For the fourth time today, Drew buried her face in her small hands and began to weep. "I can't, I just can't." "Why can't you?" "Steve, don't laugh, I I I I I wet myself." "You did, I never had anyone pee during my massages." "Well I wet myself, but not with pee." "Oh said Steven, it's perfectly natural, after all you're a sissy and what did you expect? Of course you got excited and of course you couldn't contain yourself. It's not like you're a real man! So stop being such a silly little girl and turn over." Drew obeyed. It seemed natural to listen to this alpha male. She wanted to disappear but knew she must submit. So she turned herself over and revelaed her shame. Steve was impressed by the volume of cum in Drew's soaked and now see thru panties. He reached in and dipped his fingers into her discharge and then removed his hand and licked his fingers. "It's so sweet, you try it." He again reached has hand into Drew's panties and wet his finger this time returning them to her mouth. There was no argument, Drew opened her mouth and accepted Steve's meaty fingers one by one licking them completely. When she was done Steve said, "That's my girl, are you ready to continue?" Drew shyly shook her head in the affirmative and relaxed onto her back while Steve applied a generous amount of the hormone oil. This time, when Steve lifted Drew's training bra out of the way, there was no objection. And a few minutes later when Steve had worked his way down to Drew's panties Steve simply slipped them down to her knees. Steve was a master and Drew could see how excited Steve was and was proud she was such a turn on. She realized she had a special power over men and found it exciting. "Ah Drew, am I turning you on?" said Steve looking at Drew's little stem. "Oh Steve, I'm sorry I well, I..." "Well am I?" "Yes, I think so." "Hmm is there anything you'd like me to do? I mean, wasn't it you who said you weren't attracted to men? Perhaps you were wrong." "Drew was in a state and knew that Steve toying with her." "Please Steve, don't make me say it, it frightens me." "Steve stopped playing with Drew's penis and said, "I'm afraid I'll have to hear it." Drew fought herself but finally gave in, "Yes Steve, I'm attracted to you." "Just me or all men?" "Steve, I don't really know." "I believe you and I think you're a beautiful and can't wait to see you by the pool," said Steve who had now grabbed Drew penis with twow meaty fingers and was masturbating her. "Ah Steve, you make me feel, ah Oh my god that feels, please Steve, oh" and just seconds later, Drew came again. It wasn't much but the feeling was intense. Steve gave Drew a towel and a robe and said his goodbyes. Drew felt the loss almost immediately and retired into the bathroom to clean herself. Downstairs, Audrey clicked off the monitor and her Daughter Sarah said, "what a session. I think getting Drew to lust for men is going to be far more easier than we thought." "Remember Sarah, we've got to get Drew to lust for Jim and to be able to satisfy him and that's going to take training and we haven't got that much time. So get moving it's time for Drew to meet his new roommate." Mother kissed daughter on her cheek and Sarah left to tend to her effeminate step-brother. Sarah thighs were slick and she was ready for some of Drew's special worship. Drew meanwhile was up in the bathroom staring in the mirror. Who am I Drew thought, and what is happening to me. He had washed the panty and training bra and hung them and was in the small robe. What next thought Drew. WHAT NEXT INDEED. *** A NOTE TO ANDREWS' FANS: I DON'T GET VERY MUCH FEEDBACK, PERHAPS 4 OR 5 PEOPLE WITH EACH CHAPTER. WHILE I APPRECIATE THE SUPPORT FROM THOSE THAT ENJOY THE STORY, I CAN'T SEE CONTINUING THE TALE IF SEEMINGLY VERY FEW PEOPLE ARE INTERESTED. SO, IF YOU ENJOY THE STORY, OR DON'T, PLEASE LET ME KNOW!