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A Dream comes True. By Julian Irwin. Chapter 6. It is the weekend of Daniel's return. Mummy wanted me there for when he arrived on the Saturday. Early afternoon, as he'd stopped off in Paris on the way from Perth. So I again finished work early on the Friday. Even earlier than the last time, as I hadn't been to Mummy's in two whole weeks. Writing emails isn't quite the same as being with her wearing all by pretty things. Is it? So by 2pm I was on the tube heading south-westward towards Wimbledon. All excited on two fronts, spending another weekend in pretty girls' clothes. Oh yes, I left pyjamas and any other article of male clothing well at home this time, so it was only me and my little briefcase. The second exciting part is at last I'm going to meet Daniel and Denise all wrapped up in one. I know I shouldn't be, but I was a little apprehensive about it. What Mummy has told me, even Ashley says. She is a really friendly lovely person, as well as being pretty. That may be so, but what if she doesn't like me. Thinks I'm intruding taking Mummy's attention away from her. What then, maybe I could go to Ashley's we are both real sissies, we would have lots of dressing up fun together. I kept thinking on this slow train journey, stopping at every station, even if no one got on or off. Or was it just to prolong my agony, so keen was I to change, to become Jessica as soon as quickly as possible. At long last the train journey ended, now out to find the bus. My whole face illuminated, standing at the top of the stairway was Mummy. Quickly I made my way towards her, giving a big hug and kiss. Couldn't say too much else, as the little kiddies were out of school. All hanging around most with their mothers, some I'm sure were with Nannies. As some didn't look old enough to be the mother, or they had that 'Nanny' look about them. Mummy knew how full of little kids the bus gets at this time. So thought she'd come to pick up her 'little' girl. Even sitting in the car with Mummy, heading homeward, I knew I didn't want to be anywhere else, except with Mummy as her daughter. After a cup of Tea and play with [Harry] the cat. Who has such a great life lying around being pampered. It was off with my bib, which I'd also missed having to wear. Now straight up to Mummy's room to see sitting comfortable on her bed. Two beautiful dolls waiting, wanting to be picked up and kissed. So I obliged, giving each a lovely kiss and cuddle, telling each how I'd missed them. Then to be stripped naked and to Mummy's pleasant surprise. There I stood wearing the red satin panties I bought to have Andrew spanking me while wearing them. Yes I told Mummy how I was going to have Andrew spanking me for being a naughty girl, which she was quite in agreement with. The smell of feminine fragrance of bath oils drifting from her en-suite as we headed hand in hand towards it for a beautiful bath. Seeing the richness of bubbles waiting in the confines of the low white porcelain bath, I could only look, smiling so happily to Mummy, resting my sissy head against her arm. Lily who was standing aroused, also realized what is about to happen, as she gave a couple of involuntary twitches. Then so unladylike, embarrassed me further by dribbling one long string. Must have been the knowledge that within seconds she'll be sitting surrounded. All that lovely soft warm perfumed water is about to be washed over her. No doubt the washing soap will be just as beautiful a fragrance, to leave its bouquet infused in much the same way as my first memorable visit to Mummy's. "I see someone is rather looking forward to having Mummy bathing her again?" as my hand got raised up to her lips then kissed. Oh, what an understatement that was, I thought cuddling my naked body even closer to hers. "Yes I think Lily likes having Mummy bath her," I said coyly. "Well what about Jessica, does she like Mummy bathing her?" as she looked down at me. "Yes she does also Mummy," giving a little giggle this time. Without any further ado, there I sat surrounded in refreshing scented bathwater. Firstly Mummy brushed out my hair. "I think a lovely shampoo and conditioner would be a nice way to start," I was told. I sat, lay and turned which and every way Mummy asked. My whole sissy body was now hers to clean. I love being lathed up with perfumed girls soap, to smell as feminine as possible. The final operation was again to be wrapped completely in a large white fluffy towel. A small towel wrapped around my wet head of hair. After patting me dry, I was put into a lovely blue and silver stripped silk dressing gown. Then it was off to sit at the vanity. Watching in the mirror as Mummy went to work with dryer and brush. Every so often stopping to put pins in to hold some part in place. Once my hair had taken every pin available, that operation came to an end. "Now my Dear, what say we make Jessica smell like a proper little girl. Would you like that?" a question not really needed to be asked. Moisturiser massaged into my face, hands, arms, even my legs this time. Lovely perfumed talcum powder dusted liberally over my whole body, via the large fluffy powder-puff. While all this was happening Lily still stood proudly before me, longing for attention, only to be completely ignored by Mummy. I knew I wouldn't be allowed to touch clitty. I tried to tell Lily through my mind, be patient, I'm sure Mummy will pamper you soon. Shock! Horror! As Mummy again decided, it isn't becoming a sissy girl to be displaying her clitoris so boldly. Taking a firm hold of Lily right up under my little cherry basket, then to give a very painful squeeze. Generating sorrowful squeals, my hands stood out like in a paralysed state, while my body bent forward in reflex to the vice like hold. In no time Lily had submitted to the torture. I tried to apologize for Lily, saying she couldn't really help it. Because she loves so much what is happening, to make Jessica a pretty girl. "Yes Mummy understands sweetheart. But we don't want to dribbles in your pretty panties or petticoat, do we?" Mummy asked as she cuddled me. "No I guess not." Now displaying one deflated clit to keep her out of trouble, it was again on with the gaff. "This should help a lot, don't you think Jessica." What choice did I have, but to agree? Training bra, followed by another pair of delightfully pretty, lemon satin panties. Two inches of lovely white lace hanging from the leg openings, sitting boldly at the waist, an equally lovely white satin bow with its ends hanging sweetly below. It was a shame in a way to see such beautiful panties vanish from view, as Mummy let slither gently down my girlish body, an equally beautiful soft satin petticoat, which matched my panties. Narrow shoestring shoulder straps attached at the breast with a sweet bow, across the bodice lovely fine white lace. I couldn't hold myself back from, caressing softly and so lovingly over all this beauty that enclosed my sissy body. Looking to Mummy, as she beamed a wide smile at me, in no time my arms embraced her, my head rested peacefully between her breasts while saying. "Thank you so much Mummy, for helping make me a pretty girl," I know I've said that to her many times since I first visited. I'm also sure it won't be the last. The only answer I received back was via a sweet kiss to my lips. Once Mummy had finished putting my makeup on. I remained sitting admiring the image of the girl looking back at me. Waiting patiently to have the pins removed from my hair. To be brushed out, adding that extra to make this sissy look more the girls. Oh how wrong could one be? No I would be staying like this till bedtime, I was informed. After having a pair of knee high fine tan stockings put on. Which were topped off with a wide lace garter, threaded with a yellow satin ribbon tied in a lovely bow in front. Standing in front of the mirror, wearing a pair of fluffy slip on slippers with two inch heels, looking and feeling so much a girl. I watched with much elation, as Mummy proceeded to put me into the most feminine Ivory satin negligee with full length lace sleeves. That sat puffed out till being gathered in at the wrist. My heart beat increased, Lily also showed signs of excitement, in her tucked away state. "Come along now you vain little girl. Mummy has a couple of things she wants to teach Jessica before dinner." As she put her hands on my shoulders, placing a loving kiss to my pinned up hair as well. I was so aroused by the image of pretty Jessica, even to the pins in my hair, that I couldn't stop myself from turning, mincing and swishing around. Hopefully looking the girl, I was feeling within. "Well you seem to have that walk down to a fine art darling. Have you been practising?" "Not really Mummy, but I have walked around my bedroom at home like it a lot. Thinking I'm a girl, so maybe I have been practising," looking and smiling to her. "Now remember the way Ashley curtseyed to Mummy, when we arrived at Aunties house? Do you think you could give a little curtsey just as sweetly, darling?" she asked. I stood there trying to think how Ashley did it. Then bent my knees a little, but not to any success. After a few failed attempts I had to watch while Mummy lifted her skirt above the knees. Then slowly executed a couple of perfect curtseys for Jessica to follow. Slowly but surely it all fell into place. Next it was onto a full curtsey, straight back looking straight ahead, hands to my side. Following that, it was bowing my head as I slowly went into the curtsey. All the time wondering if I'll ever be as good performing it as Ashley is. The backs of my legs got so sore. No! All over my legs were sore, I'm sure I'll never be the same again. I was even beginning to question myself, about wanting to be treated like a girl. Can't I just stay the sissy boy I am? It seemed like hours I'd been at it, when Mummy announced. "You can take a brake for awhile Jessica. Then after dinner we'll try some more," giving a big grin as she said it. I'm beginning to think Mummy must be a sadist. If she's enjoying seeing the agony I'm enduring, because I want to be treated like a little girl. Taking a small purse from her draw then asking if I had a clean handkerchief? I said I had a couple in my briefcase. "Now Jessica sweetheart, we'll put your handkerchief in your purse along with your lipstick. Girls always keep their lipstick with them," I was informed once she had retrieved one. With that the drawstring ribbons of the soft spearmint shade satin purse were pulled closed. "Give Mummy your left wrist sweetheart," as I did the purse was placed over it. I now had to watch while Mummy showed me how to keep my arm straight, bending my elbow, then to display a sweet limp wrist. I mastered this exercise straight off; only wish the curtsey was just as easy. "Pick up Chrissy now, sit her comfortable in your right arm. That's a good girl." With that it was off downstairs for dinner. Oh No! Firstly I had to negotiate my way down these stairs. Holding Chrissy in my arm, as well keeping my very girlish limp wrist poses. Not to mention wearing a full length negligee. Plus two inch heels which I wasn't used to either. Just dawned on me, they may be the reason why I can't do a full curtsey. I'm sure Ashley didn't wear heels when he curtseyed, or did she. Mummy stood in front of me the whole way down. Watching as I took each tentative step slowly, at last the final step had been taken. With great delight to me as well as to Mummy, who wrapped her arms around me saying how pleased she is with me. For that a nice big kiss came my way. "Did Ashley wear high heels Mummy, while he curtseyed to you?" I asked, now I'm on a safe landing. "No I don't think she did the other day. But she still has to curtsey nicely wearing her heels. Just like you will," with that answer, a big smile came my way. Once dinner was over, back upstairs we went. This time Mummy took Chrissy for me. So I could use the thumb and forefinger of my right hand, in raising the negligee slightly. While ascended the stairs in a proper dignified manner. At the end of it all, I don't know which way is the easiest. Might ask if I can stay upstairs all the time. Back in Mummy's bedroom still holding the negligee daintily, my purse just as daintily over my left limp wrist. I couldn't help looking at myself in the mirror. At this girl image, only if my hair wasn't still in pins, I thought. "This time Jessica we'll take your negligee off, then put this half slip and lovely skirt on you." Yes the same half slip as I wore on my first visit. Next a long sleeved, off white cotton blouse followed. A beautiful Teal taffeta full skirt came next to sit out pleasingly over the stiffened half slip. To finish off my appearance, Mummy hung a gorgeous Ruby and Pearl necklace under the collar of the blouse. It looked ever so sweet as it hung to sit just between the top two buttons. Somehow I seem to have trouble keeping my hands from touching everything Mummy puts on me. Everything is so beautiful, so femininely pretty. I guess Sissies can't help themselves at times like this. Any thought of enjoying being a girl with my dolls and Mummy were quickly dashed, when I got told. "This time Jessica I want you to take hold of your skirt in the same fashion you did with your negligee. Using both hands and without bending down. Take your skirt daintily between the thumbs and forefingers. Then as you begin to curtsey, hold the skirt out just a little, bow your head as you did before. Remember a straight back the whole way. Have you got all that sweetheart?" Mummy asked smiling to me. "Yes, I think so," as I stood thinking of my legs that had just gotten over the earlier performance. I stood nervously wondering how long is this going to take. After taking a deep breath, I seemed to get a flashback of Ashley curtsey. Surprisingly, smiled to Mummy, I executed the perfect full curtsey, first off. I don't know who was most surprise or excited about it. Next thing I was wrapped in Mummy arms, receiving the loveliest kiss to go with it. Honestly I felt on top of the world. Both by performing the perfect curtsey, then to make Mummy so happy for what I did. "I must try it again Mummy." So I did each time the same result. Be it a full deep curtsey or just a quick small one. For the rest of the night Mummy would have me curtsey, just as Ashley had to do at his house. With my curtsey mastered to Mummy's and my delightful satisfaction. I was now to be asked. "Tomorrow Denise should be home about midday. So Jessica wouldn't it be lovely, for you to greet her with such a sweet curtsey. I know Denise will really be so thrilled, to see you greet her with such a sweet girls welcome. As she'll be wearing male clothes, it'll be proper to say. "I'm so pleased to meet you Daniel. Do you think you could do that, darling?" "Yes, I'm really looking forward to meeting her tomorrow," I said kind of shyly. With that, I again took my skirt between my thumbs and forefingers to affect another deep curtsey. Saying what Mummy had suggested I say to Daniel. "I am so pleased to meet you Daniel." "Now we have that all settled, get your little purse and one of the dolls. Then we'll go downstairs and look at your CD. You can see some of the photos I've added to it. Would you like that Jessica?" Realizing what I'd written on some artwork, even photos. I felt a little guilty, so asked Mummy if she'd viewed them all. To my horror, yes she had. Straight away I felt heat coming to my soon to be completely embarrassed face. With my little soft purse resting daintily over my wrist, Shelly sitting happily in my arms, off I went down stairs. Followed a few steps behind Mummy, who kept telling me to take each step slower, hold myself straight. That way you'll look so much more the perfect girl. I tried the best I could; at least it was easier in a shorter skirt, than on my last effort wearing the negligee. Sitting close to Mummy at the computer, waiting for everything to start up, I was again told not to be shy about what I've written. "You know girls like yourself, need a firm hand used on them, from time to time. You possible noticed how Ashley, heeded to her mummy's orders. Didn't she?" "Yes I did notice how she jumped when spoken to by Auntie." Nothing more was said on the matter, as the screen had come to life, displaying four photos of Denise in different costumes. She looked, Oh, so elegantly feminine in each, making me want more and more to meet her. Not many more hours to wait, I know. Mummy set the CD on slid show, pausing every so often to talk about the photo on screen. Watching it now, I felt quite relaxed, realizing my remarks weren't really as bad as I thought. Even what Mummy had written on some from the scrapbook was no different. Some even very funny, makes me want even more to be her little girl. Then started the ones, where I had written some deep wishful thoughts. Over the top Sissy boys were being humiliated and punished, made wear and show off what they had embedded up their boy pussies. Others dressed in the frilliest of sissy outfits. I could only look at Mummy, smiling, taking hold of her hand. Knowing what state my little Lily had developed into, after viewing these sissy-boy's again. I wanted to look down to see if it was noticeable. Even being restrained but dare not encase Mummy saw. Thankfully the thirty or so minute of slide show had come to an end. The computer then got turned off again. "That wasn't so bad was it Jessica? I think you like looking at all those sissy boys. Don't you?" I was asked as she pulled me close, kissing me on the cheek. "Yes I really do like seeing all those sissy boy pictures. They look so pretty in all their lovely clothes, don't they Mummy?" wondering whether to say anything about them being punished also, but decided against it. "Let's go into the lounge my darling. Mummy has something she wants to ask her little girl," giving me a beautiful smile as she said it. "Now walk sweetly as you go," I got told. Back in the lounge, sitting close together on the couch. After putting my purse and Shelly down comfortable beside me. Mummy took my hand sweetly in hers. "Jessica, I want you to listen to what I have to ask. Then I want you to think about it carefully. I don't want an answer tonight or even tomorrow. But when you are ready, is that understood?" "Yes Mummy," I answered, wondering what I was going to be thinking about, for who knows how long. "You know Mummy likes you very much. I know how much you want to be a proper Sissy, dressed up all the time," Squeezing my cheek between her thumb and finger, and smiling to me as she said it. "A real little sissy, isn't that so? Aunty Helen also thinks you are gorgeous and she is dying to make some just as gorgeous outfits for you. I don't think I need to tell you how much Ashley likes you. Do I?" A big smile came my way, which I gave also in return. "So I want you to think about coming to live with your Mummy and Denise. What do you say?" taking my hand this time, kissing it so sweetly. This is something I had wished would happen sometime. But right now, was a bit of a sudden shock, looking up to Mummy, open mouthed, unable to speak a word. The excitement was all too real, thoughts of being dressed and treated as her daughter. Able to live as the Sissy I now know I want to be. Or more to the point, the Sissy I know I AM. Looking away from Mummy, then, burying my face into her breast. As tears had come to my eyes, I was crying, crying happy tears this time. Feeling the same way I'd told Andrew. About being free like Billy Elliot did when dancing, I wanted to dance, a happy dance at the same time. Dressed as I was, I knew this is how I want to remain. Still knowing I didn't want to spoil my makeup, so pulled away from Mummy. I went into my purse taking out my hanky, hoping to stop any running of tears. Mummy didn't know what she had said or had happened, for me to suddenly start crying. Pulling me into her loving motherly arms she kissed my head, patting me over the back. Saying, "Everything will be alright my darling. It was just an idea I've had. Thought this might have been a good time to ask you. We can leave things as they are if that's what you'd like." "No Mummy! No, I would love to come and live with you. I'm so sorry for crying like this, but it always happens to me. I was just so overcome with joy when you asked," Hoping she understood what I said, "I even cry like a girl watching happy movies," still sniffling into my hanky and her breast. She must have understood, as a hand went under my chin raising my head, till we were looking at each other. A beautiful loving smile across Mummy's face, I guess a red eyed tearful looking smile trying to radiate from mine. Her arms wrapped lovingly around me, I could feel little kisses landing over my still pinned up head of hair. I tried to wrap my arms around her, but somehow my arms seemed restrained under Mummy's embrace. "There are a few things I want you to think about also, if you do want to live with your Mummy and Denise. I would like you to finish up your job beforehand. Remember what I said my angel; I wants you to think seriously about it first. Is that understood?" "Yes it is, but I can't help being so happy, can I?" I then asked. "What will I do for work if I give up my job? What about Denise, what if she doesn't like me?" I asked. Pushing me out a little from her embrace and giving me an affectionate look. "Jessica don't be such a silly sissy. Why would you think that? I know Denise is looking forward to having you here. She can't wait to meet you. Both of you are going to enjoy being girls together, believe me my darling. We'll talk about a work Etc in the morning. Now pat those sweet eyes and have a little blow," That I did. Then knowing all the tears had subsided. I returned my hanky to my little sissy purse, noticing the lipstick, as I had been told. Girls must touch up there lips every so often, so asked Mummy if she'd fix my lipstick for me. I felt so much better then, so answered her. "Yes I guess so I am really looking forward to having an older sister. As we will be sort of, won't we Mummy?" I rested back in Mummy's arms enjoying this "Bonding" moment silently between us. "I think it's time for my little girl to get ready for bed. Don't you Jessica?" Not wanting to put a step wrong, so I agreed it was. With purse sitting over my limp wrist, Shelly tucked comfortable in my arm. We headed of up stairs, again trying to take each step in as girly alike fashion as possible. A lot more practise is needed, I thought to myself. While sitting at the vanity watching as each pin came gently free of my hair. I was just hoping they had all come out, when I noticed this wide toothed comb make its presents felt. Thankfully they had all come out. Working that comb in an upwards fashion, sort of teasing the hair up. To be followed by a much more careful use of the hair brush. Styling completed, I must say, I really looked a pretty girl. Unable to take my eyes off the girl in the mirror smiling to me, I gave a beaming smile to Mummy. Who in turn was showing the same jubilant smile. I turned from the seat, going putting my arms around her waist, thanking her for my beautiful hairdo. At the same time making sure not to rest my head against her, in case I upset what had just been done. "This is going to be hard for you right now. But it's time to take off your makeup and get you tucked in for the night," I was told in a sympathetic tone. Lying waiting invitingly on Denise's bed, one beautiful short pale pink satin nighty, with short puff sleeves, in turn gathered in nicely to leave a good inch or so of ruffled satin below. A sweet white satin bow adorned the centre of the neckline, the ends hanging just as sweetly a couple of inches below. The hem also was ruffled with a good inch of satin, which helped the skirt sit out ever so sweetly. I was waiting to be put into panties like on my last visit, but no. Tonight Mummy held out a pair of matching pink satin rompers for me to step into. They looked and felt so lovely, gathered in at the leg openings. In turn to be embellished with two inch of white scalloped fancy lace. The sweetest of white bows sat to the side of each leg opening, the ends hanging a good couple of inches below. Embroidered boldly in the deepest shade of pink above the lace on the left leg, the word 'SISSIES'. Just looking at them, they seemed to pretty to be covered by anything, lit alone hidden under bedcovers all night. Before putting me into my nighty, I got told. "Sit down at the vanity a second sweetheart while I fix your hair." What else can be done to it before bed, I wondered. Well as I sat Mummy put my hair into a hairnet, saying it'll help keep it in place while I sleep. It seemed to fold away all the work Mummy had just done. Like packing a suitcase neatly before going on holidays, the concerned look I gave, quickly got answered. As I was told, it will all brush out nicely in the morning, where as, it would be back to square one, otherwise. After a liberal dusting of talcum powder over my front and around my crotch area, it was now on with rompers and nighty. Oh, did they make me look so much the young girl, as I unashamedly, admired the mirror image before me. I just gave Mummy a big girly smile. Yes she knew how I felt. Lying in bed, I straight away put my hands out, waiting while Mummy went to get Denise's mittens, to keep me safe over night. Again I knew there would be no point in saying anything, if I want to be a good girl. Like Ashley said we have to learn to be good sissies in bed. Mummy was very pleased, when she turned back to see her Jessica's hands out awaiting there over night safeguards. Cuddles was put into my eagerly waiting hands before the duvet came to rest over me. Before I could make myself comfortable for, hopefully pleasant nights sleep. Thinking of Denise's return tomorrow, plus what could be lying ahead of me as Mummy's daughter. I was told to sit up, while Mummy put a couple more pillows under me. "Now just rest yourself back on the pillows darling, while Mummy explains some things to you." Sitting on the bed facing me she then said. "Jessica darling, I may as well explain to you now. Remember me telling you that Denise is bi- sexual? Well darling, to be honest with you. Denise spends most of the time sleeping in Mummy's bed. We are very open and enjoy each other intimately. I don't want you to feel put out or left out. As Denise will be giving you just as much, if not more love and attention. She doesn't like sleeping by herself much and that is how it started. Even before my husband was killed, she would sleep with us. Once you meet her, I'm sure you'll find out how much she'll want to be with you as well," After fussing around the neckline of my nighty, Mummy went on. "I see you look a little surprised, does what I've said shock you?" stroked over my face, at the same time showing a little uncertainty in her smile. I remembered what Ashley said about Mummy and Denise sleeping together. So guess it didn't really come as a big shock. I just looked to Mummy and then gave her a big beaming smile "No I'm not shocked really. I told you right from the start that I'm gay and you've accepted me without question. Look at me, a proper Sissy-Boy, who wants nothing else but to be dressed in pretty girly clothes. So what right do I or anyone else have, to question you or Denise on enjoying each others body," I put my arms out inviting Mummy for a lovely Mother daughter hug, which she accepted willingly, pulling me towards her bestowing a beautiful loving kiss to my lips, which I accepted jubilantly. "That has taken a lot of weight of my shoulders now sweetheart. You see, I didn't quite know how to tell you. With Denise coming home tomorrow, I knew I had to say it. But, was a bit concerned on what you'd think. See Mummy doesn't want to lose her little daughter. Denise is so excited about meeting you and hopefully, having you living with us," Mummy's happiness showed as she pulled me into an even closer hug. Saying "Mummy loves her little girl very, very much," while offering sweet kisses over my face. Must say I love having her as my Mummy also. Once freed from this very close encounter I said, "I wish my real mother loved and understood me as much as you do," Somehow thinking of mothers and fathers, I then asked. "Will Denise or Daniel be like a Daddy to me?" "No sweetheart, she'll still be like a sister or cousin to you. Why would you like to have a Mummy and a Daddy?" I just shrugged my shoulders saying, "I don't know, I just thought it might be nice, having parents that loved me." "Don't worry sweetheart, you'll be loved. You will also meet Uncles who will also love you," Mummy said, in a reassuring manner. With that all settled, Mummy then brought up the subject of me having to give up my job, if I decide to come and live with her and Denise. Well it seems, as I would have to be up about 6:30 each morning to leave home by 7:30am. for the trip into the city. Then of a night it wouldn't be till 6pm at least, before I arrived home again. Leaving very little time for me to indulge myself in all my sissy girly pretties, to become the sissy girl I want to be. Also there are so many other exciting girly things; Mummy wants me to do and to teach me. For a start Mummy wants to clean my body of what body hair I have, which isn't much really. As she says I'll enjoy the beauty of my body to its supreme heights, plus the caressing of delicate fabrics giving there utmost gratification. I was asked if Ashley showed me her little penis pretties. No she hadn't. So that was something else to look forward too, once I had my pubic hair shaved off. Mummy assured me that when I saw Denise's hairless body, with her little penis petties on, I'll want to be the same. Yes I agreed that all made sense to me. As I was again sleeping in Denise's bed and with her coming home tomorrow. I asked, where would I be sleeping? "Tomorrow I'll show you the rest of the house, as you've only seen very little so far. But you'll be sleeping in this bed again tomorrow night, would you like that?" then given a lovely kiss to my cheek. "Oh yes I would, Mummy I really do think I'd love to live with you and Denise. But I will think a bit more like you said I should," As I took my hands out from under the covers, to offer Mummy a big hug and kiss. "I even like wearing these mittens to bed. Will I have my own ones?" With that we shared another hug and kiss. "Yes my dear you sure will have your very own sissy mittens. Before I forget, do you have a nail file? As I would like you to use a file, rather than cut them way down like they are now. Then we can paint your nails prettily like Ashley's were. You saw how lovely hers looked, didn't you my love?" "Yes I even told Ashley how pretty her nails were. I always had to cut my nails way close. But now I'll let them grow longer, like I have to my hair," I said, giving a beaming smile. "Soon we'll have you looking the prettiest sissy Cream Puff of them all," Mummy said. "I like being called a Cream Puff, Mummy," I said, with a little giggle. After the extra pillows had been removed, I snuggled back down for what was to be a sleepless sort of night. So many heart-warming thoughts running through my head. Why is night time so difficult at times like this? The only pleasing thing was the knowledge I'm wearing a beautiful shortie nighty and rompers, while trying to sleep in Denise's bed. My mittens prevented any touching of Lily, who was dying to be played with. Somehow I seemed to drift off into a deep sleep not long before Mummy came to wake me. "Did you have a lovely sleep my darling?" she asked while stroking softly on my cheek followed by a sweet kiss to my forehead. "No not really, I seemed to be awake most of the night, thinking about everything." "Well you know you don't have to rush an answer, just think carefully as I told you. Now come along so Mummy can give you another lovely bath. I'm sure that will help you wake up, sitting in the nice smelling bubble bath, being washed with lovely perfumed soap." I must admit that did appeal to me immeasurably. As I was helped out of bed, then to be relieved of the mittens, I realized there is going to be no milking session this morning. Much to Lily's disappointment as she stood craving attention before me. After my bathing and breakfast was over, it was back to Mummy's bedroom, to start the process of turning this sissy into a beautiful girl called Jessica, ready for the arrival of Daniel. The first thing Mummy put on me, was a lovely white satin suspender belt with three fasteners hanging for each of the lovely fine light tan stockings. Did they feel so wonderful, once attached to the suspenders? The gentle pulling I sensed as I moved sent shivers of elation through my body. Before being put into the rest of my pretty lingerie, Mummy proceeded to massage some cream stuff into and all around each nipple. Telling me how they'll begin to feel quite sensitive shortly. But she knows I will love the new touch and experience of my breasts under my bra. Saying it is a hormone cream, but not to get concerned, as I won't grow breast over night. It's just a little taste of what I could enjoy later. After a couple of minutes of this delightful massaging, my warm breasts were encased under there beautiful training bra. My lovely underwear was the same as last night, except my panties. The baby blue satin panties were such darling things. I'm sure they are made for sissy boys like myself, as there is plenty of room for Lily to sit comfortable. Also embroidered boldly just below the waistband, the words SISSYBOY in bright pink. As well as being encircled my ten little pink and yellow rosebuds. An inch white lace with a white satin bow finished of each leg opening beautifully. Being put into such scrumptious under things, who wouldn't want to be treated as or live as a real sissy boy. Next I sat while Mummy removed the hairnet, then with the curling iron and hairbrush, began to work magic, on the hair that had been so well protected over night. Once Mummy started on my makeup, she told me, this is another reason why I'll need to spend more time at home over my first couple of weeks. To learn how to do my own hair and makeup. As much as I like having Mummy do it for me. She said I'll find out how enjoyable it is to sit and work that little magic on yourself. Before being put into my dress, I was shown these lovely two inch wide white satin garters. Each overlaid in the centre with an inch wide lace, which in turn was threaded with a baby blue satin ribbons. While holding up my petticoat, Mummy put one over the stocking of my right leg, to sit sweetly just below my panties. Taking each end of the ribbon, pulling them tight before tying it off in a lovely bow. The process was then repeated on my left leg, after tying the bow, next a lilac silk hanky was opened out, taken by the centre, then tucked just under the garter to hang prettily on the outside of my left leg. Looking in the mirror it looked so beautiful sitting there, the four corners hanging daintily, but that wasn't all, once I started to move WOW! That feather touch against my stocking covered leg was something else. Along with the gentle pull between stockings and suspenders, teasing erotic shivers went through my whole torso. Lily, who was still full of sissy juice almost, lost control down there, being so close to the cause of the disturbance. It took a bit of psychic coaxing on my part, not to spoil my beautiful panties. The pleasures of being a Sissy girly/boy wearing all these scrumptious feminine things, knowing however feminine Mummy wanted to dress me, makes me so happy. The elation of looking in the mirror to be reaffirmed of your Sissy self and loving it all is heaven on Earth. My mouth watered, my whole being became so extremely aroused as I watched the dress being removed from Mummy's wardrobe. It was a soft blue fine chiffon over a blue silk skirt and a V shaped bodice. The neck line was wide ruffled chiffon which stood out, looking so beautifully feminine. The depth of the 'V' showed a teasing amount of the petticoats fine white laced bodice. The sleeves were short puffed with inch satin cuffs. The fullness of the skirt, hung from just under the bodice to about three quart length. It also had a built in half slip, which helped the skirt sit out so daintily. A stunningly beautiful four inch deeper shade of blue satin sash sat just under the bodice, to be tied in an equally beautiful large bow at the rear. In turn letting the streamers hang a good eight inches below. Just the knowledge of wearing this exquisitely beautiful dress, helped me realize, how much I do want to be dressed in these delightfully feminine clothes. To be kept as the girly- boy, I now accept that I really am and don't want to be anything else. Before I was able to get a good look at this beauty, I was back sitting on the vanity stool having a pair of short white socks with lovely frilly lace tops put on. After folding the tops down, an inch wide blue satin bow was attached to the front of each sock, just above the lace. My hands couldn't stay still from the enthusiasm, as I watched Mummy put each foot into a black patent leather Marry Jane shoe. Yes they were a pair of Denise's, but to help them fit my small feet, the toes were well stuffed with cotton wool. The heels were only an inch which helped a lot, as I now stood to sashay around the room in the best sissy girl fashion I could muster. Stopping at the mirror to admire the girl looking back at me, pouting my lip to offer the image before me a sweet sissy kiss. Everything I was experiencing right now, from the bouquet of my perfume, the touch of the silk hanky against my stockinged leg, to the delightful caress of the dress over my completely feminized body. Is how I've always fantasized of being dressed and looking, as a pretty girl. My thoughts were broken as I heard Mummy call. "Come over here you vein little hussy." "I'm sorry Mummy, but I look and feel so very femininely beautiful," I said turning back towards her, offering a full deep curtsy and a delighted smile. I was told to close my eyes, as her hand went up also to shade my eyes, I felt and smelt the perfume of hair spray, followed by the bow being tied at the crown of my head. "Now keep those eyes closed," I was ordered, once the spraying had finished. With my mind on what had just been applied to my hair. I wasn't taking notice of Mummy working around my neck. My mind was still thinking of the big bow Mummy had just attached to the crown of my head. "Alright open your eyes Jessica." Looking straight away to my hair I noticed a lovely soft glittering in my hair. Which even looked enrich as I turned to see the little sparkles in different lights. Admiring the beautiful big satin bow with the ends hanging just below the line of my hair, suddenly I felt and noticed almost simultaneously. A gorgeous single string pearl necklace hanging so sweetly around my now very girlish neck, touching to make sure I wasn't seeing things. No I wasn't it was all real. Turning back towards Mummy, my hand flapping in jubilation, my arms went straight around her waist. As I told her how gorgeous it is. How much a girl I know I look, and feel the same way. Standing before Mummy wondering what else has she got in store for me? "Hold your right hand out darling," As I did so, I watched Mummy take a long satin ribbon that matched the one in my hair, wrapping it a couple of times around my wrist before tying it off in a pretty girly bow just above the wrist. It looked so beautiful in itself, along with everything else I was wearing made me feel a proper Sissy girl, the girl I want to be. Now completely dressed, I think. It was back to the full length mirror to admire this elegantly feminine girl before me. My hands gliding over revelling in my sissified beauty, the beauty of the dress sitting so gracefully over my sissy body. Everything about it was so soft, so fluffy I felt like a real Princess standing there. Taking a step backwards, then holding my skirt daintily as Mummy had shown me. To watch as I gave another lovely deep immaculate curtsy. After which I turned, repeat it to Mummy. As I stood again, I thanked her for making Jessica such a elegant little girl. With great delight I had to pose while the camera came into use. Then remembered to ask, if she could take a nice photo that I can show Andrew, because he'd love to see a photo of Jessica. Posing this way and that, I felt like a model for one of those fashion magazines. Oh! How I wish. "Now sweetheart, we'll take some more nice photos tomorrow. That I'm sure Andrew will love. But for now Mummy must finish dressing also," I then received a lovely kiss and told to sit on the bedside armchair with the dolls. With Mummy's help, so I wouldn't crush the dress or even the bow of my sash. I sat happily cuddling Shelly and Chrissy watching Mummy refresh her makeup, before discarding her Ivory satin robe. I couldn't help thinking. This is how I want to be, dressed in beautiful feminine clothes. Being treated like a little sissy boy/girl. I'm sure this is how Mummy wants to have me also. In no time Mummy stood facing me, wearing the most stunning Silk Crimson dress. The just below knee length narrow pleated skirt hung beautifully from the plain loose fitting cross over top. In turn showing unashamedly the delicate lace atop her pretty red satin petticoat. The three quart length sleeves were finished off by a good inch of crimson satin cuffs. The whole outfit was finished off superbly with the same crystal necklace as she wore on my first visit. Crystal teardrops hanging lovingly from each ear, I could only look open mouthed, before telling her how stunningly beautiful she looked. Then announcing that she is my Queen and I'm her little Princess. With time moving on, it wasn't long before Denise would be home. So away we headed downstairs. Whether it being that I felt so feminine in my gorgeous dress or not, but descending the stairs this time, I knew I did it so much more elegantly. Holding the railing lightly with my left hand, my little drawstring purse swinging gently over the wrist. My right arm bent at the elbow with my pretty bow covered wrist hanging, sissy limp. The pretty silk handkerchief fluttering under my garter made itself pleasantly known, with each step I took the light feather touch against the side of my upper leg. The pleasurable pull between stockings and suspenders brought further enjoyable stimulation to my whole body. In turn insuring each step was executed, in a manner that would delight any well heeled young Lady. At least Mummy thought so, as she congratulated me on my effort. On entering the lounge Mummy sat comfortable on the couch, before I had time to think about sitting anywhere. Mummy patted her knee, "Come sit on Mummy's knee, my little Princess." With a little help, or should I say a lot of help, my skirt was raised to help me sit sweetly on her knee. In no time there I sat being cuddled into Mummy's breast. I could feel the steady pulsating of her heart against my cheek, her right hand caressing lovingly over my exquisitely feminine dress. I felt so loved and protected as I sat there. I really did believe I was her little daughter right now. There was nothing boyish left in me now as I savoured this sweet loving moment. Yes, Mummy's little 'Cream Puff'. "Sweetheart, Mummy really does hope you will choose to come and live with Denise and myself. I'm sure you will never want to go back to being just a boy. Once you begin enjoying the overwhelming delights of being a true Sissy, wearing all these gorgeous clothes with lots of frills 'n' bows. That's what my Jessica wants, isn't it darling?" as she kissed over my ear. "Yes it is Mummy. I do want to be treated like a little girl, like a proper Sissy one. I remember Ashley telling me how he could never live as just a boy again. I'm starting to realize I couldn't either," I told her, still resting my head untroubled against her breast. "Mummy, I love sitting on your knee like this," as I looked to her with a big smile. "My darling you can sit on Mummy's knee anytime you wish to." I could sense lots of sissy girl time ahead, if I do decide on moving in with her and Denise. Waiting patiently in the lounge with cup of tea sitting beside me, watching the minutes ticking slowly by, that sudden nervous urge came upon me. Yes the need to empty ones bladder, it would be the first time also wearing such a beautiful full dress and pretty underwear. I knew I'd need Mummy's help in this hour of need. "Mummy, I need to use the bathroom. Could you please come and help me sit, so I don't spoil my pretty dress," I asked with great embarrassment. Thankfully Mummy did take me. As there is more to lifting a full dress and petticoat, lowering pretty panties over gartered legs, to sit comfortable on a toilet. Knowing you have something under there that is in two minds, whether to let urine trickle out, [as in this case] or wants to stand for play. Once the trickle became a good flow to the final drop fell. Mummy was there to make sure I used a tissue to dab my Lily dry. Another little thing I've just learnt on my path towards becoming a proper Sissy girly-boy. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = To be continued soon.