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I was raised by Grandmother and my Aunt Brenda from about the time I
was six and a half years old. My mother was very young when she had me
and my father was nowhere to be found. My mother had good intentions of
raising me but she was very irresponsible and just wanted to party all
of the time. From the time I was born my Grandmother and her sister, my
Aunt Brenda constantly baby sat me because my mother was out doing
other things. My earliest memories of dressing in womans clothes were
when I was about six and a half years old. I remember wetting the bed a
lot by accident and my Aunt Brenda teasing me telling me I was too big
to wet the bed. One day my bed wetting had finally sent my Aunt Brenda
over the edge. She made me strip my wet underwear off and told me to
sit down until she returned. When she came back she was holding the
frilliest silk pink panties.
"Get up young man or should I say little girl. Since you've gone and
wet the bed like a little girl you will be treated like a little girl."
I remember that she spoke firmly but gently at the same time; almost in
an encouraging way. "Get up and come over here to Aunt Brenda sweetie."
I got up and walked over to her and she swung me around by my shoulders
until I was facing away from her. "Ok sweetie these are Aunt Brenda's
panties and they are going to be big on you but we will make them work.
Now lift your leg up honey and step into these." I stepped in one leg
at a time as she helped each foot thru the very silky satin panties.
While she was pulling them up slowly she turned her head around at my
level so she could watch my expression. She smiled delicately and
whispered slowly in my ear. "There we go honey, see how nice and girly
those feel. Little girls wear their panties way up high over their
belly buttons, almost to their bobbies."
I remember looking down as she was pulling them up and I new it was so
girly to be wearing panties. I could smell her perfume and her soft
whispering in my ear was mesmerizing. I was looking down at my little
feet next to her pantyhose encased feet while feeling the panties on my
penis. She and my grandmother always wore pantyhose with slippers
around the house. They were both divorced and in their mid 50's. They
were both so feminine and had the softest squeakiest voices that were
always so comforting. I know I was only 6 ? years old but my little
penis was harder than a rock and that is the honest truth believe it or
not. I knew I was being punished for wetting the bed but I was very
much enjoying the whole experience. It was like slow motion as it all
happened and I could feel the blood rushing to my cheeks. "Ok sweetie
how do you like wearing panties?"
I put one finger in my mouth and looked up to her and said, "I don't
know Aunt Brenda." She then got down on her knees, grabbed me by the
hips with both hands and looked me in the eyes. "What do you mean you
don't know sweetie? Panties are for girls and not little boys. You are
supposed to not like them honey. So are you telling your Aunt Brenda
that you like wearing the panties?" Before I responded I looked down at
the panties again and noticed my little penis was rock hard and making
a little tent in the panties. Being only 6 ? years old it wasn't much
but it was noticeable. I didn't know what to think. For fear of getting
into more trouble I responded with, "No Aunt Brenda I don't like
wearing them." She then cut her eyes and gave me a hard look as if she
knew I was lying. She didn't say anything about my obvious excitement
and got up and grabbed my hand.
"Come on dear let's go show Granny what a little girl you are." She
dragged me down the hall and into the living room where my grandmother
was propped up on the couch reading a book. She had both legs up on the
couch in a kneeling position with her dark nude pantyhose encased legs
supporting the book. She had a very pretty pink twin set sweater on and
a lace white skirt. She was always so prissy even in a casual
atmosphere at home.
As we approached my grandmother on the couch my Aunt Brenda pulled me
behind her. "Judith, we have something to show you." My grandmother
looked up slowly and rested her reading glasses on her nose as she
tilted her chin down to look over her glasses to see what my aunt
wanted. "What now Brenda, I'm really into this book, can't it wait?"
"No it can't. Your grandson has wet the bed for the fourth time in one
week. I'm sick of washing sheets on a constant basis. For Pete's sake
Judith his little three year old cousin Heather stopped wetting her bed
when she was barely three. So I've come up with a plan. If he insists
on wetting the bed like a little girl then we'll treat him like a
little girl." My aunt then stepped quickly out of the way and grabbed
me by the tops of my shoulders. There I stood pouting with my head down
in nothing but big pink satin panties. "Oh my God Brenda what have you
done!? Jason come over here to Granny." I walked over slowly and she
grabbed me by the waist and spun me around inspecting me. She chuckled
and looked back at Brenda. "Isn't this a little extreme Brenda?"
"I don't think so Judith, little boys don't like being teased and
dressed up like little girls so maybe after a few days of wearing
panties he'll get the message and start peeing in the potty." My
grandmother was still smiling at my embarrassment. She grabbed both
sides of the waist of the panties and pulled them up even hirer then
they were. She then took one finger and raised my chin up and looked at
me. She too had the sweetest smelling perfume and the pinkest finger
nails. Her lipstick was just a pink and her baby blush cheeks were so
pretty. She then whispered, "Honey what do you think about the panties,
do you like wearing them?"
Again I knew the best answer was just to say no but I was so confused.
My little stick was still raging hard and making an even bigger tent.
"No granny I don't like them."
My grandmother then leaned back on the couch and rubbed her pantyhose
encased legs back and fourth like she'd always done when she was
thinking. "Are you sure Brenda? He looks so sad."
Brenda sighed and said, "I'm absolutely sure!"
My grandmother looked at me up and down again and I noticed her eye
movement fixated on the bulge in the panties. She looked back at me
quickly hoping I didn't notice. "Well Jason your aunt Brenda is right.
We can't have you wetting the bed almost every night. You're too old
for that sweetie. Let's keep you in panties for a few days and see how
it goes. If you stop wetting the bed we'll let you take the panties
off. Does that sound fair honey?" I shook my head yes. "Ok we'll run
along and get ready for bed." She then kissed me on the forehead and I
ran off to my room.
"Brenda I'm worried about this whole thing. Did you see how hard his
little thing was?"
"Yes I did but I don't think it's any reason to worry at all. Little
boys get erections all the time brushing up against things. The silk
fabric is soft and it got him aroused briefly. No big deal. For peat's
sake Judith he's only six and half years old!"
"Ok if you say so, but we need to get him back into mail clothing as
soon as possible. You know what happened with your ex husband
remember?" Brenda's husband of 24 years tuned out to be queerer then a
3 dollar bill. She had always suspected things but never thought it was
true until she walked in on him and another man one day after she came
home from work early. He or should I say "she" was down on her knees
sucking off some guy passionately. I know this because she told me the
whole detailed story when I was 16 years old. That comes later in the
story but basically she had dressed up in pink tights, a very frilly
white silk lace long sleeve dress, and had lace white gloves on while
she held this guy's huge dick with both hands down on her knees. She
had perfect makeup on, pink painted nails, and very girly jewelry on.
My Aunt Brenda watched the whole 30 minute session thru a crack in the
doorway. She let things go on because she was already not in love with
him anymore and wanted to see just how gay he really was.
I remember her telling me every detail about how much her husband
enjoyed it and how absolutely sissy gay he was. She said that she was
on her knees and she kept her legs together so tight and girly. She
propped up so sissified occasionally putting one of her lace gloved
hands on her pink tight encased knees. She even tilted her head
sideways exposing her diamond earrings in a very feminine girly way.
She said he was born to give blow jobs because men get off by not only
being sucked by a woman but by the feminine girly things they do while
their sucking their man. Thinks like quickly tucking their hair back
behind the ear and sticking out a pinky finger as they jerk off a big
cock. My uncle did all of this and even cooed and moaned like a little
sissy girl.
My aunt even remembers what the guy was saying as he was being sucked
by my uncle. "Are you my little girl who likes sucking cock on her
knees? You like wearing pretty pink tights and silky dresses don't you
baby? You're a sissy and I can't believe you even have a wife. You suck
dick better then her I bet."
My uncle was such a sissy and my aunt could not believe how gay he was.
She wanted to see this hairy man he was sucking cum all over her
disgusting husband's sissy face. The man was grunting hard and getting
close. My uncles little pink encased toes were curling up in
anticipation and his pinky was poking out just like a little girl. "Ok
sweetheart here's what you been waiting for." He grabbed my uncle up
under her blonde curly wig and cuffed her neck to take control. "Here
ya go sissy, tell me you're a sissy in pink tights who likes sucking
dick."
As my uncle was jerking him off faster in a girly moaning tone my uncle
says, "Oh I'm such a sissy in pink tights and a dress and I want your
cum on my face." The man squirted cum all over my sissy uncle's face
and on to her dress and tights. She moaned and twitched just like a
little girl. She placed both white lace gloved hands on her knees just
like a prissy little girl. Cum dripped down her chin and onto her
tights. The man said as he breathed so hard, "That's a good girl. We're
going to have to wash your pretty tights because you got cum all over
them."
My uncle looked up to him with a very girly over-bite smile and said,
"Am a good sissy?" The man said as he stroked the back of her head like
a little girl and played with her pink hair bow, "Oh yes you can never
go back to being a man. You are a sissy little girl who will be in
tights and panties for the rest of your life." My uncle then stuck one
finger in her mouth and bit down like a little sissy and said, "I want
to always be your sissy. Can we buy me some pantyhose so I can be a big
girl?" At that point my aunt walked in right past my uncle and the man.
My uncle was in such shock that he didn't even move or let go of the
man's cock. He knew it was pointless.
My aunt walked over to her dresser and grabbed an unopened pair of
white pantyhose and two very filly pink hair scrunches. She walked over
to the both of them and tossed the pantyhose onto my uncles cum covered
knees. "Here ya go sissy, they're not sissy pink but glittery white is
pretty damn girly." She then took the back of my uncle's blonde wig and
put the pink scrunche on to make a ponytail. "There now you're a good
little girl who won't get cum in her hair next time." She took the
other scrunche and put it on the man's now limp cum covered cock. "Ok
so you two sissies are made for each other. Frank I always knew
something wasn't quite right with you. I'm not mad I'm relieved. And
yes you do suck dick better then me. You're such a flaming sissy. I
knew you were wearing my clothes. My pantyhose have been stretched out
for years because of you. God look at you on your knees in pink tights!
You got your wish Frank. You can be a sissy for now on! Now both of you
disgusting fags get the fuck out of my house and never come back." That
was the end of the marriage right there.
"Oh yes how could I forget that Judith. Thanks for brining that back
up. I'm not going to turn my nephew into some sissy."
"Ok Brenda I trust your judgment, I just want to monitor the situation
that's all."
When I went to my room I stood in front of the mirror gazing at myself
in the mirror. I ran my fingers all over the panties and touched my
penis. It felt so wonderful. I was too young to have an orgasm at that
time but the feeling was still incredible.
The next morning when I woke I immediately examined myself. I had not
wet the bed and was very proud of myself for staying dry. My granny
entered my room wearing her usual long pink nightgown with her hair in
a white hairnet. "Well good morning sweetheart how are we this
morning?"
"I'm fine granny. I didn't wet the bed!"
"That's wonderful darling! I'm so proud of you!"
"Let's go tell your Aunt Brenda!" Granny grabbed me by the hand and led
me into the kitchen where Brenda was sitting eating a bowl of oatmeal.
She was a little more dressed then my granny as she was getting ready
to go shopping. She had on a satin white slip with pink flowers around
the breast. She had on sheer white pantyhose and you could clearly see
her pink toenails shinning thru. She always dangled her feet up and
down when her legs were crossed and it always got my attention. "Brenda
guess what? Jason did not wet the bed last night!"
"Well that's a first in a long time. I guess the panties worked huh
sweetie?" I was still very embarrassed to be standing in front of these
two ladies in panties and I bashfully replied, "Yes Aunt Brenda I guess
they did."
"Well we will just have to keep you in them until we are absolutely
certain that your bed wetting has stopped."
For the next 4 nights I was put into different colored panties, yellow,
blue, and white; they were all as silky as the first pair too. It was
Sunday morning and I had now gone four entire nights without wetting
the bed. Aunt Brenda entered my room half way dressed for church. She
had on a black full slip and sheer black pantyhose. She sat down on the
bed as I was waking up. She always wore the strongest of her perfumes
on Sunday's and the aroma was heavenly. "Well good morning sweetie.
How'd we do last night, did we go 4 for 4?" She pulled the covers down
and to both of our surprises I had not wet the bed again. My penis was
getting hard again however and making a very noticeable lump in my
panties. "No Aunt Brenda I stayed dry again! Can I have my boy
underwear back now?"
"Well not just yet honey. I want you to wear them today under your
clothes at church today. You're always so fidgety at church and I think
the panties will help you behave. After church I'll let you change back
into your big boy underwear." I let out a big sigh and pretended to be
upset. "But Aunt Brenda you said..."
"I know what I said young man and I'm saying right now that you'll wear
panties today at church and later I'll let you back in your own
underwear. And there's one other thing I want you to wear with the
panties."
"What's that Aunt Brenda?" Just then she reached down and grabbed my
hand. "Here give me your hand." She took my hand and placed it on her
pantyhose encased leg and started to rub it back and fourth. "You see
how smooth and silky my pantyhose feel. Wouldn't you like to wear some
pantyhose just like your granny and Aunt Brenda?" At that moment I was
so nervous but getting so excited about being able to wear pantyhose. I
responded, "Ok I guess so."
"Good sweetie I knew you'd say yes. Stay here and I'll be right back
sweetie." When she returned she carried a very light pink sheer pair of
her pantyhose. I had seen her wear that pair with her spring dresses
before. "Ok here we go." She lifted me up and placed me on her lap like
a little baby. She reached over me and started to put one foot into the
pantyhose very slowly. I could feel her own pantyhose encased legs on
my own legs and her perfume smelled so girly and sweet.
She got right in my ear with her warm breath and she whispered oh so
sweet and softly. "Ok here's the first little leg slipping into these
little girl silkies." She started to pull them up past my knee slowly.
"Ah yeah beautiful pantyhose for my little sissy girl." She continued
with the other leg. "You're gonna feel just like a pretty little girl
with these on under your pants sweetie." She lifted up my bottom and
pulled up the pantyhose oh so high over my little chest. Now my little
stick was the hardest it had been yet. "There we go all the way up high
just like your granny and Aunt Brenda now. Wiggle your little girl toes
for me. She had sheer and pretty they feel! Now you can walk around the
house in silky pantyhose and be pretty."
It was at that moment that the words burned an everlasting impression
in my mind. I had officially been sissified and would never be quite
normal again. As the years went on my Aunt secretly dressed me in
panties, slips, nightgowns, pantyhose, tights, and dresses. When my
granny wasn't there I would often ask Aunt Brenda if I could be her
little girl. We played dress up constantly and she taught me everything
feminine. How to sit, walk, talk, and all the feminine girly things
that girls do. As I got older I dressed as a girl as much as I could
and Aunt Brenda knew how excited I got. She would tell me to go to the
bathroom whenever I got too excited and let out my sissy juice. She
said the more that I became a sissy girl that the more juice I would
have to let out and that the more juice let out that the more of a
little girl I would become. We bonded thru the years and she encouraged
me to be a sissy and knew I would end up being some man's little sissy
some day.
When I was 16 I had my first sexual experience. I dressed up in a pink
dress with white tights and a pink bow in my hair. My granny was on
vacation out of town and Aunt Brenda did all of my makeup. When my date
arrived my Aunt Brenda left. It didn't take long before we were in my
bedroom and I was down on my knees. It felt so right to be so
submissive for this good looking strong man. I don't think he was quite
gay all the way. He knew I was a little sissy and he was turned on big
time by that. I must have sucked him for a half and hour before he said
these words, "Ok sissy this is the life you are choosing, a life in
pantyhose and slips and dresses down on your little knees. There's no
turning back once I cum in your mouth and you swallow it like a good
little girl." I let out a sissy moan and begged for his cum as I held
him with both hands with my white lace gloves. "Ah AHH AHH, I'm cumming
sissy I'm cumming!! Oh God I'm cumming all over you sissy bitch!!!"
Mounds of creamy white cum splattered in my mouth, over my lips, onto
my forehead and down onto my pretty white tights. I moaned and licked
all around his huge cock. I felt so much like a girl at that moment.
"There ya go sissy. You're officially a sissy little cock sucking
girl."
Later that night my Aunt Brenda and I sat on the couch together. We
were both wearing pink nightgowns and white pantyhose while painting
our fingernails matching pink. I asked her, "Well do you want to know
how our date went?" She smiled and said, "Please don't be mad at me
sweetie."
"For what Brenda?"
"I couldn't help it. I ended up watching you and that boy having sex."
"Oh my God I'm so embarrassed Brenda!"
"Please don't be sweetheart, you've always wanted to be a little girl
and now you've become one. He was hot too! Now let me tell you a story
about my ex-husband.......
The End
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