Tips n Toes And Then There Was Chrissy
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Tips 'n Toes: Rose, Phyliss, and Chrissy...
By CCSondra
It is important that I introduce you to the "girls", as they played a
very important part in my growing gurlishness. That is especially true
of Phyliss, but I'll get to that later. Let me begin by introducing you
to Rose. You could say that she was the matriarch of the group, and she
carried herself with all of the grace and commanding presence of a Queen.
Rose was the wife of the owner of Waverly Florist, which was a few blocks
from where I grew up. Her husband Bill had accomplished the American
Dream, and they were very well off. As a result, Rose almost always was
dressed to the nines. Allow me to describe her to you.
When this part of the story was happening she was in her mid-50s. Her
hair was a honey blond, and although it was long when it was down, Rose
almost always kept it in a ponytail, high on her head, or in a tight bun.
She had absolutely gorgeous almond shaped eyes, and very full sensuous
lips. Oh, did I mention her body was the stuff that dreams were made
of...especially for a kid my age. Large breasts, a nipped waist, hips
that did this wonderful thing when she walked and legs that not only went
on forever, but that ended in beautiful feet that were almost always
encased in very sexy, very high heels.
Rose knew she was beautiful, and she knew how to use her sensual appeal
to drive men, and me, crazy. Ms. Rose, as I was told to call her, was
the first of mom's Mah Jong group who was treated to a manicure and
pedicure by mom's gurlly boy. Remember, this was in the mid-60s, so
acrylics weren't around yet. As a result if a woman had long nails it
was because she really took care of them. Well, Rose's nails were at
least ? of an inch long, and she either wore a pearl or rose colored
polish on them...I can't remember ever seeing them with polish.
The first time I did her nails I really was ready to die. Rose entered
our apartment, gave mom a kiss, and said that she was really looking
forward to having her nails done by such a lovely boy. I began with her
toes, and almost fainted when Rose undid the garters holding up her
stocking. She teasingly took them down, and when she got them to her
feet she pointed her toes at me and asked me to take them off the rest of
the way. I got sooooo red, and she and mom just giggled and cooed at my
reaction.
After taking her stockings off I got on my knees and began to remove the
old polish. When that was done I placed her feet in a basin of soapy,
warm water to soak for awhile, and then I used a pumis stone to smooth
away any rough spots...there weren't any to speak of, but Rose made sure
I looked real hard. Next came a foot massage on feet that were so soft
and beautiful I couldn't help but stroke them almost reverently. I wiped
Roses feet and nails off, made sure her nails were perfectly shaped, and
took the bottle of polish from her and began applying the color to her
toes. I WAS IN HEAVEN! In fact, even though I gave Ms. Rose a manicure
I don't really recall much of it. All I know is that after I was done
Ms. Rose took my hands in her face and said, "I may make you my nail
girl...I mean boy...from now on, if its alright with your mother."
Now, let me introduce you to Phyliss. As I said, she really played a
huge role in my becoming submissive to women. Phyliss was Rose's
daughter, and like my mom she was in her mid-30's. Phyliss was just as
beautiful as Ms. Rose, just a younger version. In fact the only
difference was that Phyliss was more of a tease than her mother. From
the moment my mom told her girlfriends that I did her nails, and had me
show them my toes, Phyliss made a point of teasing me about what a sweet
boy I was, and how she loved to see my toes, and how she couldn't wait to
have me pamper her, and paint her nails.
Unlike Ms. Rose, Phyliss asked mom if I could come to her house to do her
nails for her. Mom was easily persuaded, and after we packed up all I
would need we walked the three blocks to Phyliss's home. After ringing
the bell we were greeted not by Phyliss but by her daughter Chrissy.
Chrissy who was a bit less than an year younger than me, and I had a real
crush on her. The idea of having her watch as I did such feminine tasks
for her mother made me want to cry. However, Chrissy, seeing how
distressed I was, took me by the hand, led me into the kitchen, and told
me how she just couldn't wait to see me do her mom's nails.
Now, I don't know how much Phyliss told Chrissy, but it didn't take long
for me to be outted as a growing sissy. Phyliss came into the room, gave
me a big hug, and told me we had better get started. As I was getting my
things ready to begin her manicure, she asked me if I still had my toes
painted. BIG BLUSH! Chrissy didn't know I had ever painted my toes, and
begged me to take my shoes and socks off so that she could see. I didn't
want to, and for a time kept refusing, but eventually mom just told me to
stop being silly, and to show Chrissy my pretty toes...RIGHT NOW!
I was so humiliated! I just bowed my head, muttered "Yes mam!," and made
my feet available for viewing. I had just changed the color I was
wearing the day before, and there was nothing but pink pearl perfection
glinting off this boy's tootsies. Chrissy screeched with delight. She
had never seen a boy with pretty, painted toes! She had also never seen
a boy obey an order the way I had, and she absolutely loved it.
It took me a bit to collect myself, but eventually to the delight of
everyone there I gave Phyliss her manicure and pedicure, and as a reward,
Phyliss told me that I could come back anytime, and if I wanted, I could
do Chrissy's nails also. Chrissy was screeching again, and I was so
conflicted. Here was a girl I really liked, in fact one I had often
gotten all hot-'n-bothered over, but instead of being able to date her I
was going to begin our "relationship" serving her.
As you can see mom was getting more dominant, and enjoying the increasing
control she had over me. Her girlfriends just jumped right in and made
sure that I knew that my life was changing. I was to take care of their
nails, and serve them, and Chrissy would quickly decide to make me
"her's". It seemed as if my life was spinning out of my control, and
that everyone who had control (read that as the women and girls in my
life) was gently but insistently pushing me toward being submissive to
the fairer sex, and a gurlie-boy for their pleasure...SIGH!
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