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SISSY DADDY
My name is Sam and I'm a married middle-aged man with two daughters...Amy
who is 13, and a step-daughter Mary who is 19. One day I was confronted
by the 2 girls while the 3 of us were alone in the house.
"We need to talk to you, daddy," Mary announced.
"I found some interesting stuff in the basement that I know belongs to
you. A while back I found your hidden little collection of magazines and
books about 'Sissy Crossdressing Boys' and I decided that you should know
that I was very surprised to find out that my step-daddy is a prissy
little sissy boy. And Amy just happened to find out too one day when she
caught me reading an interesting book titled 'Daddy Wears Panties'. I
wasn't going to tell her or anyone else but now she knows too. Well guess
what little sissy-pants? We are OK with it and want to know more. And not
only that, but we plan to dress you up and see just how cute you look."
I looked at them. ... I cried.
"No, ... you can't! ... I can't .... put ... NO! Mary!"
"You have little choice, I'd say. ... So are you going to cooperate, or
not?"
I was panicked! My deepest, darkest secret, as well as my most forbidden
fantasy had been found out by my 2 young daughters. They merrily talked
to each other about how I would be dressed. I looked at them in
disbelief, ... but knew I would go along with their plans. I couldn't
believe this! Just an hour ago everything was normal. Now, my 2 sweet
girls are telling me they know all about my secret life. They said there
was a lot they wanted to know, but for now they just wanted to see me
dressed up real pretty and frilly. There was nothing I could do to stop
this...my wife knew about my crossdressing and hated it...but she knew
nothing about my sissy feelings and she had always been scared of having
the girls find out about me and I promised her I would be very careful.
But of course I obviously wasn't careful enough.
Mary told Amy to go wait in her room while she gave me a bath. I was
totally humiliated and embarrassed...and excited! I had to strip right in
front of my step-daughter and step into the tub which was filled with
bubbles. She started washing me as if I were an infant and was speaking
almost in baby-talk as she did so. As she rubbed the scented washcloth
over my chest I winced a little...my nipples had become very sore the
last couple of weeks and her touching them hurt a little.
"Well daddy...what have we here," she teased as she took her hands and
started squeezing my nipples between her fingers.
"Is my little girl starting to get her titties? Well, I'll answer that
one for you daddy...and the answer is YES! You know those new vitamins I
had you start to take a couple of months ago? I guess I forgot to tell
you that they contain a powerful female hormone that is starting to make
your body react as if you were a 13 year old girl just like Amy. Now
isn't that nice that you and Amy will be going through your adolescent
female puberty together? See, your nipples are already starting to grow
and protrude a little."
My penis started getting stiff as I realized that Mary had obviously done
a lot of research and planned this all out very precisely. She shampooed
my hair, and then held a towel up for me as I got out of the tub....this
was so embarrassing having her see me this way...I was so humiliated...
and totally excited like I'd never been before! As she wrapped the towel
around me she grabbed my stiff penis and said, "Oh my, you sure have a
big clitty for such a young girl." She took my hand and led me into Amy's
bedroom, with the towel wrapped under my armpits, like a girl.
Amy looked surprised and tentative at my appearance.
"Hi sis, how are you feeling?" Mary asked, cheerily. Amy nodded slightly.
... She was a shy, dainty little girl. I say little, but she and I were
about the same size, just about the same anyway. She just seemed smaller
I guess because of her 13 year old age but she was big for a 13 year old.
And I'm not a very large man. Thinking about this made me feel like a
sissy indeed and I thought to myself that mybe I deserved this.
"How would you like a new little sister,....a princess... someone you can
play with?" She nodded again, but looked puzzled.
"Your daddy has decided he wants to be a girl, and become a soft, sweet,
baby sister for you. And since he is about the same size as you, I'm sure
he'll just love getting to wear your pretty, frilly things...just like
the sissy I'm sure he is."
That brought a smile and giggle from Amy, but still a look of puzzlement.
I was mortified, and felt so displaced and vulnerable standing there in
her bedroom...how could I have been so stupid as to leave my
crossdressing material where Mary could find it...I was so ashamed. Mary
went over to Amy's dresser and pulled out a pair of white, lace trimmed
panties. There was lace all over the front panel and around the waist and
leg openings...and several little pink bows and ribbons on the
front...they were such sissy panties!
"Amy hasn't worn these for a long time, but she kept them just for you,
daddy." She held them open for me to step into. My heart pounded; and I
made a face, squirming. I looked at a determined Mary, and timidly
stepped into them. As the slick satiny material slipped up my legs I
couldn't help getting aroused. It felt SO good. She took the towel away
and I heard Amy giggle softly. I looked down at the thin, delicate
underwear that up to now only Amy had worn, and put my hands over the
frilly panties, and my semi-visible maleness...and I couldn't help but
react to the delightful sensations I was feeling....I was getting an
erection right in front of my girls....oh god the panties felt SO good!
"Mmmm yes, we'll have to do something about that," Mary mused. She pulled
me down the hall to her room, turning to tell Amy to stay put. She
rummaged through her dresser, until she came up with a small, flower
print girdle. It wasn't much bigger than the panties. I hadn't seen one
quite so small, although I knew it was a girdle from the garters that
hung from the bottom. I was surprised Mary had such a garment until she
said she had purchased this just for me knowing it would be needed.
"And a girdle with garters will come in handy for when I decide to let
you grow up a little and wear nylons, daddy." Then she held up a sheer
pair of black nylons and said she couldn't wait to see my legs in these
one day. I felt my penis stirring again because not only was I incredibly
turned on by seeing such intimate garments as well as the tingling I was
getting from wearing Amy's frilly panties....but a secret fantasy I had
for years was coming true....having my daughter Mary not only know about
my fetish, but actually being there and sharing it with me. It was a
bittersweet experience....exciting and embarrassing all at the same time.
As Mary slid my frilly panties down and off and then pulled the girdle up
my legs, I looked over at the pile of my daughter's frilly garments she
had pulled out in her search...I was intimately familiar with each and
every one of her pieces of lingerie. I then accidently looked down to
peer into her gaping blouse to see her pretty, lace trimmed, white bra,
holding her small, firm breasts. I felt myself getting aroused, and I
felt my face getting red...I was secretly jealous of Mary's firm young
titties...I tried to imagine how it would feel to have her beautiful
breasts on my chest. I had often sneaked in her room and worn her bras
and other intimate things...pretending to be her as I did it. By the time
she finished tugging the girdle in place and again put the panties on me,
I was embarrassingly stiff. She gasped.
"We'll have to do something about THAT unladylike thing!" she grumbled.
"It looks like you LIKE your new pretty underwear, daddy."
I shook my head in denial. I was too embarrassed, nervous, and scared to
speak as my stiff penis betrayed me.
"Stand still!"
She checked my rounded front, rearranged the girdle and panties a bit,
and smiled thinly. The added tightness of the girdle didn't help to
relieve my frustration. I looked down. It made me look like I had the
slightest girlish tummy. She ran her hand along my leg and shook her head
as she removed the garters from the girdle.
"We won't need garters for the outfit you'll be wearing today...oh and
we'll fix THAT too!" She sighed as she rubbed across where my excited
penis was resting. I wasn't sure what she meant but I soon found out as
she said,"We can't let Amy see her daddy with a big bulge in his panties
now can we? We need to fix that right now." She went to her laundry
hamper and returned with a silky pair of her pink panties. She then
pushed me back on her bed and quickly pulled down the front of the girdle
and panties and let my penis spring free. As it did so a few drops of
pre-cum splattered over her hands. She then placed her pink panties over
my turgid penis and took her hands and started stroking me very rapidly
using the copious amount of pre-cum that was flowing from the head of my
penis. As she was doing this she was looking directly at me and smiled a
very wicked smile.
"Jason loves it when I jerk him off with my panties daddy, and I used
these same ones on him last night. See!" With that she held them up to
where I could see a crusty stain that must have been his dried semen.
"But he's not a sissy like you are....well, not YET anyway!" She then
started stroking right where the stain was and my pre-cum mixed with
Jason's dried cum which made quite a slippery sensation. I soon was on
the verge of orgasm and she sensed it and said, "but....guess what? Last
night he was WEARING a pair of my panties as I was milking him with
these. Come on now daddy. Shoot your load in here just like Jason did."
She then quickly brought me to a shuddering climax as a huge amount of
pent-up semen blasted into her pink panties. As she picked the panties up
from my still-dribbling penis she said, "It was almost too easy getting
Jason to love panties. Your naughty little books have given me so many
ideas."
"Since you're soon going to be wearing silky things that I'm sure will
excite you, we better take a precaution so you won't make a mess in Amy's
stuff." She reached for a small packet and tore open a condom. She
stroked my rather deflated penis and quickly brought it to a slight
erection, enough that she was able to roll the condom over it. I
shuddered when her hand rubbed against me as she rolled the condom all
the way down. She teased me, "Seems you all are charged up again already
just by thinking of wearing Amy's silky and frilly clothes. Or...are you
thinking about Jason wearing my panties?" She stroked me for a short
time, all the while knowing she had total and absolute control over me.
She then slid the heavenly panties and tight girdle back up and over me.
Just as she finished Amy showed up, wondering what was going on.
"Go back to your bedroom. We'll be along shortly, I promise," Mary
yelled.
"Don't worry about her daddy...this is the only time she will be involved
with you like this. But I wanted you to be totally humiliated this first
time by having her involved. I knew how you would love it...I've learned
so much from your naughty little storybooks. But from now on, it'll just
be you and me. Amy has no idea what my other plans are for you."
"Now, ... you're going to cooperate ... completely! You are going to act
like a sweet little girl for us and we won't tell anyone about this.
Understand?" I was horrified, but nodded in reluctant agreement. ME, ...
act like a sissy girl ! My stomach felt nervous and icky...yes I did have
a fetish for sissy and girlish things, but never ever dreamed my girls
would ever know about it...and now here I was...being treated like a
naughty, sissy little boy-girl by my 19 year old step-daughter. What had
I gotten myself into?
She pulled me by the hand out of her bedroom. We stopped at the bathroom,
where she soaped my legs, and began sliding a razor over them. I started
to protest, but she gave me a look that made me stop. The hair on my legs
was thin anyway...always had been, ... barely enough to argue about.
"Consider yourself lucky that your hair is sparse. I don't like doing
this to my own legs." Then she grabbed my elbow, raised my arm, and
shaved under there too, and then the other side. She smiled wryly as she
picked up deodorant and applied it to my pits. I winced.
"That stings."
"Yes, it does. Girls have to make some sacrifices." She opened a box with
a light scented powder. It had a large puff with a ribbon bow on top. I
felt jittery as she patted the feminine powder over my body, and wondered
what girlish things I was going to have to endure.
"Doesn't this feel nice? Girls also like to feel and smell soft and
pampered."
She pulled me back to Amy's room. .... she was eager and happy to see us
return, especially me.
"Get me daddy's training bra, Amy," she instructed. I broke into a cold
sweat. My youngest daughter seemed only too pleased to help. She was all
giggles. My heart was pounding. I suddenly remembered when Amy got her
first training bra...it was not long ago and she had just turned 13 and
had been after my wife to let her buy one for many weeks, and was so
pleased when she finally got it. She was so proud that she got breasts
before some of her friends. Now Mary was sliding that very same white,
cotton and lace garment up my arms, ... and Amy giggled as she hooked it
in back. My stomach was full of butterflies.
"Well Amy, it looks like our 'baby sister daddy' has finally graduated to
a bra. Just in time too since you have just recently started wearing
training bras...now you can share." Then she winked at me. The statement
about the training bra was for Amy's benefit since Mary knew how excited
Amy had been to get it. The bra had a little ribbon bow in the middle! I
looked down at it. I was shaking. I wasn't sure I could go through with
this. Mary gently squeezed my nipples through the bra and whispered to me
"Hmmmm daddy..... you are starting to develop here just like Amy is so
you can wear her bigger bras some day too. Just think...your very own
titties."
My mind was racing...not only was I wearing Amy's training bra, but I
truly needed it just like Amy did and my tender, hormone-enhanced nipples
reacted to her manipulations by erecting to where you could see them
pushing out the flat cups of the bra. My step-daughter was telling me she
wanted me to grow tits. My already excited penis stirred once again and
started leaking.
"Amy, would you find a nice slip for your 'sister...one of your old
ones... one suitable for our dear 'baby sister'?"
Amy handed Mary a white garment, amongst giggles. It was hideously
girlish. It was shiny linen on top, with a white satin ribbon bow over
flared nylon ruffles and a taffeta underskirt, and it had small
embroidered flowers with ribbon loops where the nylon straps attached to
the lace trimmed top. I trembled as the silky confection was pulled down
my body. Mary adjusted the slides on the ribbon straps, and I felt my
face burning. I wanted to scream about the humiliating, yet tittilating
garments that they were slipping on me, but all I could do was revel in
the deliciously naughty sensual feelings that were coursing through me. I
looked over at another slip that dangled from the dresser. It looked
quite different. The one I had on was flat on top, ... for a younger girl
with no or very little breasts. The one I looked at was fuller at the
bust. I looked at Amy. She had small mounds, and I realized she no longer
wore this sort of pre-pubescent slip. Just little sissies like me now
wore these things in this house.
"What a pretty slip. Your slip is so pretty, isn't it?" Amy chimed. I
gulped. I was trapped. All I could do was nod slightly.
"Now, now, that's not a proper response, now is it? Girls love their
pretty things, and to feel pretty in them. ... You like Amy's old...er I
mean YOUR pretty slip, don't you?" Mary prodded.
I wanted to die! "I .... uh .. yes, I like my slip. It is ... very .. uh
... pretty."
My daughters giggled. Amy looked at me with such pleasure, and then
looked at her older sister in awe.
"How .... how did you do this to him?" Mary just laughed.
"I told you, .... he decided he wanted to try to be a pretty girl today
just for fun, and wear pretty dresses and things...YOUR pretty things.
He's tired of being a daddy, and wants to be a sissy girl now ...a sissy
Princess for the day... don't you daddy?" My girls laughed and giggled;
and my face burned with humiliation as I gently nodded my acknowledgment
of my agreed subjugation.
"Oh, I'm going to love this!" Amy giggled.
"You are going to look so frilly and sweet in YOUR 'sissy' girl things!"
My toes curled. I was so ashamed and humiliated hearing this from my 13
year old daughter! It was one of life's fascinating, never to be solved,
mysteries for a boy...sissy girl clothes, and the frilly things girls
wore under them. Not many boys found out but here I was learning first
hand, and from the hands of my little daughter...and I loved it!
"And to think, we nearly threw Amy's little girl things out, now that
she's blossomed. And here we have one more pretty little 'sister' to go!
And now for a pretty dress. Let's see what we have for our sweet, new
sister....our new little Princess!" The girls headed for the closet; and
they were all giggles. I heard them oooh and aaah, and I knew they had
made their choice. Amy carried it over to me. .... It was a pale pink
with a long, wide, organza sash that tied in back, and flowers and
ribbons at the waist in front, and the ends of the ribbons fell nearly to
the hem. It had pouffed, short, gathered, ruffled lace trimmed sleeves,
decorated with florets and ribbon bows, and a lace trimmed collar. The
full skirt was organza. It was the frilliest of girl's party
dresses...and a sissies dream come true! I remembered Amy wearing it a
few years ago....I envied her then....and now I am to wear it myself. I
felt like I was in heaven. They both helped pull it over my head, and
fluff and fuss with it, cooing and fawning over me and the dress. Amy
took forever tieing the sash to her satisfaction.
"My, aren't you the pretty girl!"
"Oh, ... she's adorable!"
"A pretty little girl in a pretty little dress."
My eyes got watery; and I felt a tear on my cheek.
"Oh honey, ... it's all right. You must be overcome with joy to be
dressed in such a darling dress. Is that it, sweetie?" Mary cooed. I
could only nod my agreement. They laughed and squealed.
"I think a pair of lacey, ruffly nylon ankle socks.....how about these? I
bet our sissy daddy remembers you wearing these Amy...I bet you looked at
her feet and wished you were wearing them...and now you will be. You'll
just love how thin and delicate they are...you'll even be able to see
your sissy toes through the thin material...and the frilly cuffs are SO
adorable with the pink lace ruffles....SO girly and sissy, ... and Amy,
... I think a pair of your old shoes will fit her, .... your shiny white
single-strap Mary Janes." Mary had me sit and held out first one and then
the other of my bare feet as Amy slipped each of the delicate nylon
anklet socks on. She then turned down the frilly cuffs at the ankles and
I looked down at what has to be the most sissy items imaginable....frilly
lace anklets on a grown man's feet. I could see my toes through the thin
nylon. Mary told me we would have to put pink toenail polish on my toes
next time so it would show through the delicate anklets. Amy then slid
her gorgeous white Mary Jane shoes on me and secured the thin straps that
were at the instep...I was amazed that I was able to wear shoes that she
had worn at such a young age. As I looked down at my feet in the sissy
socks and heavenly shoes, I almost fainted.....I realized I had become
the prissiest, sissiest daddy for my two giggling girls. They both
squealed with delight.
"Ummm Amy, don't you still have that curly blonde Shirley Temple wig?
Your 'sister's' hair is kind of short."
Amy returned with a wig. It was short for a girl, barely down to my
shoulders. Amy had long, pretty, light brown hair, down to her waist. I
didn't understand why she would have a wig. Mary pulled it on my head,
and then pushed me over to the vanity. The dress rustled, girlishly, as I
sat. Amy had me stand again, and smoothed the dress as I resat. She
arranged the dress over my lap and bench. Unbeknownst to her, her
movements with her hands on my lap were sending shocks of electricity to
my already supercharged penis. She brushed and combed the wig, with a
delightful, satisfied smile on her face, and then picked up a shiny,
pink, satin ribbon, drew it around the wig, and began tieing a bow in
front. The long ends dangled, unmercifully, in front of my face. She
smiled satisfactorily at her work, and then gripped my chin, looking me
over from side to side. I glanced at the mirror as she sorted through the
lipsticks. With the ribbon bow in my curly wig, the ruffled lace around
my neck, the lace and ribbons on the sheer puffy sleeves and the sweet
lacey anklets and Mary Jane shoes on my feet I looked every bit as frilly
and sissified as I had ever seen Amy look. Mary selected a lipstick of
light pink; and I shuddered as she held my chin and brought the pink tube
ever closer. My skin tingled as I felt it smooth over my lips. She had me
press my lips together and then again over a tissue. She sat next to me,
and I shook nervously, and blinked back my tears. She cleaned and buffed
my fingernails; and then unscrewed the cap from a bottle of nail polish,
to the delighted squeals of my younger daughter..... she proceeded to
turn my fingernails a bright, girlish pink.
The girls cooed and fawned over what a pretty girl they were making me
into. Mary finished by squirting perfume on my wrist, and then a squirt
toward my neck... and I made a face, amongst their giggling.
"OK, stand up and turn around for us," she instructed.
"Come on, twirl! Faster! .... Faster! .... Yes, that's it. You make a
splendid girl. You're very pretty." Hey ! We've neglected to give her a
name. What do you think?"
"Darla" ...
"Chrissy" ....
"Penelope" ....
"Susie" ....
"Cherie" ....
"Brooke".
"I think she looks like a prissy girl. How about Priscilla, Prissy for
short? What do you think, Amy? She's your new sister and playmate. Do you
like it, or would you like to choose?" Mary asked.
"I like all of those names...but since he's Sam, let's call him
Samantha."
I felt so humiliated and excited. And as I caught my reflection in the
mirror, I saw what took so long with the dresses sash. It was huge. It
was all poufed out, with the ends of the wispy bow visible from the
front, like the wings of an angel, .... or fairy! The long ends floated
down the back of the dress! I looked and smelled like the sissiest girly-
boy in such frothy lace and ribbons! Mary came up behind me and turned me
to where Amy couldn't see or hear....and then put one hand over my tits
and squeezed, and her other hand up and under my dress and slip, pulled
the girdle and frilly panties down just enough to grab my now throbbing
penis in her hand and quickly started stroking me through the layers of
nylon and lace and whispered to me, "You're loving this aren't you
daddy....this is just the start....just wait until those female hormone
pills really kick in and start turning you into the real sissy girl you
want to be. Now, tell me you want to be my secret sissy daddy. I know all
about how sissies have to be 'milked' regularly and I can tell you need
it now...just like Jason needs it regularly now too. That excites you,
doesn't it daddy...knowing your naughty little books have taught me
everything I need to know to bring my boyfriend under control." And with
that I moaned and ejaculated several times under her skillful hands,
filling the condom with a huge load of sissy sperm.
"Yes....yes......I am your sissy daddy. Please turn me......AND Jason
into your little sissy girls," I said as I orgasmed.
"Is daddy OK?" Amy asked seeing my reaction.
"He's fine honey....he's just so happy to be dressed so pretty". As I
regained my composure, I realized that what just happened was a fun game
for Amy.....but it is much, much more than that for Mary. With the
thought of things yet to come, my penis spasmed and ejaculated once more
and Mary smiled as she felt even more of my sissy sperm fill the end of
the condom. She knew she owned me completely.
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