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Born a Sissy This is the story told by me "grandmother" and my grandson Timmy. Most of it is true and only some parts have been modified. It all started back in 1979 when Timmy was only 9 years old. He was a beautiful child that I loved dearly. Timmy's mother, my daughter, had him at the young age of 17. Being so young she was not quite ready to be a full time mother. She was just like any other teenage girl who had social obligations to meet. She was a good mother but I understood her need to be young and flamboyant. I had no problem watching Timmy any time and having him accompany me to church on Sundays. I was often times alone anyway and cherished having the company of Timmy. I was very lonely back then. My husband of 26 years had left me for another woman shortly after Timmy was born. On top of that Timmy's father skipped town as soon as he learned of my daughter's pregnancy. I was devastated and was left with a lot of anger in my heart toward men. I had decided that I would dedicate myself and any love I had left to ensuring that Timmy was brought up right. I wanted him to be a kind, caring, gentle, and loving person. I wanted him to grow up just the opposite of his father and grandfather. In order to do this I had to introduce Timmy to feminine things and continually work to keep him emotionally in touch with his feminine side. This would require me to nurture him and teach him from a very young age. At about 9 he was making the turn toward becoming a rough and tough boy. He did all the things little boys did. He played with big metal Toy trucks, climbed trees, played in the mud, and wrestled and fought with other little boys. To a degree this behavior is necessary but I wanted to keep a watchful eye on Timmy's boyish development. I wanted to keep him grounded and not let him venture too far away from his feminine side. One of the first areas for me to easily expose Timmy too was talking. I had always had a soft, loving, girly voice that was ultra feminine. I often whispered softly to Timmy how pretty he was. I would softly tell him how much I loved and cared for him. I would call him things like sweetie, sweetheart, precious, honey, and cutie. I believe these tender words had a deep impact on Timmy's behavior and his personality. Timmy was easy to teach and displayed many natural feminine qualities and mannerisms. He was very cute and had high cheek bones, full bright red lips, and long beautiful eyelashes that looked more like a girl then a boy. His hair was the most beautiful strawberry blonde. He liked to wear it long and didn't mind having to constantly move his bangs out of his eyes. Early on I began to notice that some of his mannerisms were more girl like then boy. He sat with his legs together tightly and often crossed his legs or ankles while sitting. He flung his hands and arms far behind him when he ran. He often put his hands high on his hips when he talked. When he drank from a glass he would often have a pinky finger sticking out. He would tuck his hair quickly behind his ears like a girl would. When watching TV he would hold his chin in a girly way. And at times he would walk around with a limp wrist. He was very much swishy and displayed behaviors that could be referred to as very sissy. I think there were two parts to Timmy's early girl like behaviors. The first one being that genetics created them during pregnancy and birth. The second one would be that Timmy was always exposed to women. This included me, my daughter, my sister, and Timmy's two young female cousins. Everything that Timmy witnessed was feminine and he naturally learned to mimic and emulate female behaviors. I couldn't have been happier. Initially I worried a little bit about Timmy growing up gay. Over time I became more comfortable with that possibility. Being gay was much more accepted and many gay people I had come to know were very nice people. So if Timmy were to be gay I would be just fine with it and love him no matter what. So I continued to expose Timmy to female things and at the age of six Timmy began the journey into all things feminine. He was encouraged to be as girly as he wanted to be. My goal was to treat Timmy like a sissy. I wanted him to be raised as a girl in order for him to be a proper as a man. And I think Timmy was already a sissy when he was born. He loved being treated like a girl and I don't think he could have imagined his life any differently. Hi I'm Timmy and I'm now 12 getting close to 13. I'll never forget when I was little and all that I experienced and learned from my grandmother. She was the most loving and caring person in my life. I love my mother just as much but she was not the stable influential parental figure that Grandmother was. She was simply too young and had many things going on in her life. I knew at about age 5 that I was different then other little boys. I day dreamed a lot and preferred to engage in softer lighter activities. I often wondered what it would be like to be a girl. My two cousins Poly and Haley were only a couple years older than me. Poly was 7 and Haley 8. We would play together a lot. There were your typical little girls who played house while pretending to grocery shop and be mommies. I would always end up in some girly role that I was not always happy with. I was still a boy after all. But they were older than me and if I resisted I would simply be over-powered by them. With Poly and Haley being my main two playmates I became an expert on combing dolls hair and dressing them in all kinds of outfits. Poly and Haley often times played dress up and had made attempts early on to get me dressed in various outfits. During these times I would put my foot down and strongly resist. I would kick and scream until either Grandmother or Aunt Rachel came to my rescue. But as much as I resisted the more I wondered about what it was like to dress like a girl. I caught myself many times catching a glimpse of Poly and Haley's underwear as we all sat together Indian-style combing our dolls hair. They were pretty pastel colors, and most of the time pink. Not like my plain white cotton briefs. And then there were the tights they often wore. They encased their feet and legs and went all the way up to their waste. I thought about what it must feel like to wear full tights instead of plain white cotton ankle socks. Their tights were always either pink or white and they had that silky sheerness to them that made them very girly. Many times I would accidentally rub up against their legs while playing and the feeling of the tights was unlike any fabric in my boy clothes. And when they had their shoes off I would admire their cute pink painted toe nails showing thru their pretty tights. Yes I think I was fascinated by tights from day one. Poly and Haley also wore the prettiest dresses that were layered in lace and ruffles. They wore petticoats and leotards with them a lot and the fabric was so silky and soft. I especially loved the sheer sleeves and sheer bottoms of the dresses. They always made certain to wear matching hair bows or ribbons in their hair as well. They applied make-up to each other and painted their fingernails also. They were very much the typical little girls that wanted to be beautiful and older. The more and more I was around Poly and Haley the more I dreamed about being a girl. Aside from that I was constantly exposed to everything feminine around my Grandmother and Aunt Rachel. Sundays mornings before church were especially girly days. Everybody would spend hours getting all made up for church. For me I was ready in about 10 minutes and spent my time watching cartoons while they all paraded back and forth from the kitchen, to the bathroom, to the bedroom. Grandmother always juggled getting ready with making breakfast for everyone. She would walk thru the living room in front of the TV and on to the kitchen wearing nothing but pantyhose and a bra. Then later she would walk thru with a different color or shade of pantyhose and a silk or lace slip. Then she would walk by with at least two or three different dresses on. She was very indecisive but always ended up beautifully dressed. She was definitely all girl and pantyhose were a staple in every article of clothing she wore. Even when she had on pants she wore her pantyhose and open toed sandals. And she didn't wear knee highs either like many other women. She wore complete full control top pantyhose. I asked her why one time and she said that it makes her feel like a lady and that one day I would understand. Her dresses were all beautiful with lots of silk sheerness and lace. She had some gorgeous flowered dresses that were so pretty. So all morning between my cartoons I watched my grandmother, Aunt Rachel, Poly, and Haley getting ready for church. Aunt Rachel was quite the looker as well and she wore stockings with garters. Poly and Haley of course had their little girl tights on with their pretty swishy dresses on. Poly had this one pair of tights that were incredible. They were sparkly white with little pink hearts embroider on them. They screamed little girl all over them. And the smell of hair spray and perfume throughout the house was strong. I loved it so much. I couldn't wait for Sundays every week. It was entertaining and the energy was always so happy and upbeat. But every Sunday I found myself more curious and drawn to feminine attire. My very first experiment with women's clothing came on a Sunday when I was about six years old. Everybody was again getting ready for church. I was in my pajamas watching one of my favorite cartoons as usual and drinking my third cup of chocolate milk. Probably one cup too many because I had to go pee pretty bad. Aunt Rachel was in the bathroom just finishing a shower. I knocked on the door, "Aunt Rachel I have to go to the bathroom." "Oh Timmy, I just got out of the shower and I'm not even fully toweled off yet" Can't you hold it for a bit?" "I don't think so Aunt Rachel, I gotta go really bad." Just then the door opened to reveal aunt Rachel wrapped in a pink towel and another towel on her head. She still had beads of water on her. She huffed as she walked by me, "Ok make it snappy little boy...I need to get back in there." I was so happy she let me in. I was about to explode from all the chocolate milk. As I stood there peeing I noticed a pair of white pantyhose draped over the towel rack. I couldn't resist and ran my hand across them. They felt so soft and silky. Also hanging on the door behind me was a beautiful white satin mid calf slip. These were the items that Rachel was about to put on. She was just as girly as grandmother and rarely did she not wear pantyhose or slips. I started to think about what it would be like to put the pantyhose on and then the slip. I came very close to taking them down and trying them on, but I was afraid that I might wrinkle them and that Aunt Rachel would notice. To my right there was a tall clothes hamper. I decided that I'd take a look in there to see what I could fine. It just happened to be full of clothes. And right there on top was a pair of dark nude pantyhose. I picked them up and rubbed them across my stomach. They felt so nice. They still had a smell of perfume on them that I recognized as Grandmother's. She always sprayed a shot of perfume on each leg after she was dressed. While I was standing there with my pajama pants down to my ankles I couldn't resist the temptation. This was a great opportunity to try on the pantyhose. I quickly removed my pajama pants and sat down on the toilet. My hands were trembling and my heart raced. I could feel the blood rushing thru my cheeks. I stuck my first little foot in and pulled the silky pantyhose up my leg. Then I quickly inserted my other leg and stood up to work both legs up past my thighs. I was shaking like crazy and my stomach had butterflies. I pulled the hose up past my waste and snapped the elastic band. I could not believe what I had just done. I was shaking so bad and breathing heavy. The feeling was electrifying. I felt a feeling throughout my body that I had never felt before. It was like I was reborn at that moment. I felt naughty at the same time. And then it happened. I felt a tingling in my groin. Even though I was only nine I had gotten a rock hard erection. I didn't understand it but it felt so good and so right. I stood there looking at myself and almost faint. Wow I thought. The pantyhose feel so good and I love the way they cling and hug every part of skin they touch. Just then three loud knocks came on the door, "Timmy what's taking you so long, Hurry up! I need to get back in there young man!" "Ok Aunt Rachel, almost done." For one final few seconds I admired myself and rubbed both of my legs up and down. I was in sheer heaven. I then slowly and carefully removed the pantyhose and placed them back in the hamper. My excitement was still evident and I tried to think of other things to get it to return to normal. Luckily after a few seconds I was ok again. I quickly pulled my pajama pants back on and exited the bathroom. Aunt Rachel shoved me lightly out of the way. "Gees Timmy, you're as bad as a lady." My mind was still racing and I was going over again what just happened. I felt like I had done something very wrong and even at my young age thought to myself that what I had just done altered the course of my life. Just then Poly walked by wearing a pair of pink tights with a lighter pink slip on. My eyes were glued on her outfit and I scanned her up and down. But only from her neck to her feet. She noticed that I was looking at her clothes hard and didn't even make eye contact, "What, you don't like my clothes Timmy?" I swallowed and tried to focus, "umm, yeah, I like them. Your tights match your slip Poly." Yes they do, I so love wearing tights and slips. Mommy only lets me wear slips on Sundays for church." As Poly walked away my eyes followed her every move. After just having the pantyhose on I imagined what it would be like to have on tights and a pretty slip. My heart started to race just thinking about it and my excitement started to return down there. I quickly turned my attention to the television so I could prevent any further excitement. Just as soon as I was calmed down here comes Haley all dressed up in a beautiful pastel blue dress. It was full of ruffles and lace. She had on sheer white tights and a matching white bow in her long pinned back blonde hair. She was all girl and she knew it. She sat down by me on the couch and asked, "Whatcha watching Timmy?" "Oh just some cartoons." I couldn't help it but I kept glancing down at Haley's dress and tights out of the corner of my eye. "Timmy why do you keep looking at me? Do you not like my dress or something?" "No I like it a lot Haley." "Mmm alot huh? If you like it so much why don't you let Poly and I dress you up in it the next time we play house?" I started thinking about what to say and really wanted to jump at her invitation and tell her yes. But I was scared and said, "No way Haley! I'm not going to wear your stupid dress." "Ok Timmy, sorry, I was just asking." For some reason I think Haley saw my hesitation but I wasn't sure. She was pretty smart most of the time and picked up on things that Poly couldn't. Just then Haley left the room and went into Grandmas room. I thought nothing of it and figured she was just making the rounds hanging with the girls. Haley entered grandmother's room and saw her sitting at her vanity applying eye shadow. She was dressed in a beige silk slip, nude pantyhose, and her open toed slippers. "Aunt Jackie, can I talk to you for a second?" "Sure honey, what is it?" "Well it's Timmy, he's been acting strange lately. I've caught him staring at me and Poly's clothes more than usual." "Well Haley I guess he's just admiring how pretty you all are in your pretty dresses." "No Aunt Jackie, I don't think it's that. I think he feels left out and wants to feel pretty like us." grandmother turned away from her vanity mirror and crossed her legs and her arms. "So what, you think Timmy wants to dress up like a girl?" "Yes Aunt Jackie, I think he does. He won't admit it but I just know that he would if he could." "Ok Haley, thank you for giving me this information. Let me think about things for a while, Ok?" "Ok Aunt Jackie!" Grandmother sat and stared at the floor while thinking to herself, "I've was hoping this would happen, I've been wanting so bad to get Timmy into dresses but wanted him to meet me half way. I think it's time we get him started immediately. The sooner I can groom him then the sooner he will fall into the realm of gentle femininity." Grandmother entered the living room, "Timmy, come into my bedroom for a minute, I want to talk to you." "Ok Grandma." I followed her into her room and she told me to sit beside her on the bed. Her room smelled so sweet and there were slips and dresses hung everywhere. Grandma turned to me with her big beautiful ice blue eyes. She tilted her glasses down on her nose and peeked over them at me. "Honey, I've wanted to talk to you for a while now. You know you've always been the only boy around here and it's been tough on you having to be so different then all of us girls hasn't it?" "I guess so Grandma." "Well I know sometimes you feel left out and you need attention too sweetheart. I know that sometimes you especially feel left out when you see all of the attention that Poly and Haley get." "Yes grandma, sometimes I guess I do." "Don't you think that Poly and Haley wear such pretty clothes sweetheart?" "Oh yes grandma, they always look so pretty and everybody tells them how pretty they are all the time." "Well honey, how would you like to look pretty for a little while?" My heart started racing again and I was so nervous at what grandma my say next. I answered innocently, "But how am I going to look pretty grandma?" "Well I was thinking that just for fun we would dress you up in girl clothes just for a little while were at home. You can just stay in here with me while you're dressed and we don't even have to let the other girls know. What do you think sweetie?" Now my heart was beating very fast and my hands even went num. I was so excited I could hardly stand it. I tried not to sound too enthusiastic but I wanted to dress up so bad. "Ok grandma that sounds like fun." "Wonderful sweetie, you sit here and let me get a few things." Grandma went to her dresser and rummaged thru her top underwear drawer. She pulled out a pair of silk pink panties that has a little ribbon on the front. She also grabbed a pair of light pink pantyhose. i had seen her wear those lovely pantyhose before with her spring dresses. Next she opened another drawer and pulled out a satin white slip. I was so excited with what was about to happen. My cheeks again rushed and I even got a little light headed. Grandma came over and told me to stand up while she got down on her knees in front of me. "Ok sweetie, take off those boy pants and underwear." I quickly yanked off my stupid boy clothes and through them to the side. "Ok sweetheart, now grab on to the tops of my shoulders and step into to these pretty panties." I carefully stepped in one leg at time while holding on to grandma. "There we go honey, now let me pull them up the rest of the way." Grandma slowly and gently pulled up the panties way up over my belly button. She whispered so soft and quiet, "There we go sweetie, nice silky panties for my pretty little girl. They will be a bit big on you honey but you're only going to be in them for a little while. How do they feel sweetie?" "They feel so silky and good grandma." I tried everything I could do to suppress my excitement. I could feel myself getting bigger. Just then grandma got up and said, "Ok, come here sweetie lets get your sweet pantyhose on you." Grandma sat on the bed and picked me up like a baby and sat me on her lap. I could feel her own nylon encased legs on my bottom side and the smell of her perfume was so sweet and girly. "Ok honey these pantyhose are going to be big on you but we'll make them work." She held the rolled up hose in front of my first foot. "Ok sweetie put your little foot in here." I stuck my foot in the hose. Grandma's chin rested on my shoulder and I could smell her hair spray. She smiled and watched my facial reaction as I was putting the pantyhose on. She then put her mouth right up to my ear and with her warm breath gently whispered, "Ok sweetie here we go, on with your little girl silkies. There we go baby." She pulled the silky nylon up to about my knee and then switched over to my other ear. She was watching my face closely and could see how much I enjoyed this whole episode. She again whispered ever so softly right in my ear, "Ok little girl, let's pull on the other leg. There we go sweetie, nice silky little girl pantyhose for my pretty little girl." Once she had gotten the other leg on she said, "Ok let's pull your pantyhose all the way up now." She again turned to look at my face and smiled while saying, "Ok precious let's pull them all the way up high. Little girls wear their pantyhose way up high almost to their breast." She pulled the hose up to just about my under arms and they engulfed me. She snapped the elastic band and said, "There we go sweetie, your very first pair of little girl pantyhose. You are a pretty little sissy girl now." Well that did it, this whole experience and grandmas words burned an impression in my mind that would last forever. And my little pee pee was standing rock hard at attention. There was absolutely no way to hide my obvious excitement from grandma. She smiled at me and hugged me. "Well what do you think sweetie?" My voice was shaking when I answered, "I love them grandma and they feel so nice on me. But why did my pee pee get so big when you put them on me?" She smiled and giggled, "Honey there's a lot to that and when your older will discuss it more. But for now it just shows how much you enjoy being a pretty little girl. It's something that will never go away sweetie. Every time you dress like a girl or maybe even think about dressing like a girl you'll get big down there. You were born like that honey. I'm afraid you were destined to be a sissy. But it's a wonderful thing and we'll have lots of fun being girls together. I want you to be as girly as you want to be and just be happy honey. Now let's get your slip on you sweetheart." Grandma set me down off her lap and on to my feet. I just loved looking down at my stocking covered toes. The feeling of the silk panties pressed firmly against me from the pantyhose was wonderful. I was still embarrassed by my excitement but there was nothing I could do about it. It was like I was finally awakened and a necessary match was made between me and the clothes. "Ok precious, you're going to love this lovely slip. It is pure heaven. Hold your arms up sweetie. Here we go." Grandma put the slip over my arms and gently slid it over my head. From there it lightly fell almost to the floor. It was obviously big on my little frame but you could still see my nylon encased feet peeking out from underneath. The silky slip felt magical as it slid over top of the pantyhose. My heart was still racing and I felt like such a sissy now. "Wow grandma! I really like it a lot. I feel like a girl for sure now!" Grandmother smiled in approval and put her hand to her mouth and began to cry a little. "Grandma why are you crying?" "Oh honey, I'm just so happy you like these things. I've hoped for a long time that you would and I'm just glad it turned out the way it did. Ok, how would you like to put on a little makeup to make you even prettier?" "Sure grandma! I'd like that." Grandma had me sit on her lap at her vanity while she applied lipstick, eye shadow, eye liner, and some bright pink blush. I closed my eyes and became so relaxed as she brushed on the makeup. When she was finished she told me to open my eyes to see what a pretty little girl I was. "Well sweetie, what do you think?" When I opened my eyes to look at myself in the mirror it took my breath away. I looked like a real girl and couldn't believe it. "Grandma I look like a pretty girl! I look like Poly and Haley! Wow I love it!" Grandma again got a little teary eyed and said, "You sure do sweetheart. My goodness you're so pretty!" I was so excited and wanted to go all the way with my new look. "Grandma can you put a bow in my hair like the one Haley has on?" "Sure sweetie, hold on just one second." Grandma opened her vanity drawer and pulled out a fluffy pink hair bow. She pinned it right on top of my pretty strawberry blonde hair. This really made me look like a sissy little girl now and I loved it. "There you go sweetie, do you feel like a sissy girl now with your pretty hair bow?" "Oh yes grandma, I do. I feel very much like a little girl now!" "Ok my pretty little girl let's find you a cute dress." Grandma set me down and went over to her closet. She search thru a few dressed and pulled a couple of them out to get a good look. She put several back until she came across the perfect dress. "Oh honey here we go, this one will be perfect for you. I haven't been able to fit into this thing in five or six years. It will still be big on you but not too much." The dress was half silk and half polyester. It was bright white but had pink and purple flowers throughout. It was more of a mini dress but for me would be an ankle dress. grandma placed the dress over my head. My slip was longer and showing underneath. "Well your pretty slip is showing sweetie and normally that's unacceptable but were only playing dress up in here so it's ok." I stood in front of the full link mirror and just kept staring at myself. I couldn't believe how pretty the little girl was staring back at me. I had been totally transformed. I could feel the clingy pantyhose tingling my legs and felt the elastic band of the hose tugging way up high against my breast. It was reminder of how much of a sissy I was. My breathing had become more relazed and my arms and hands felt lighter. I twirled around in a circle like I had watched many women on TV do. My dress flung up and my wrist and hands got very limp. Yes I was truly a little sissy girl and I loved it. Grandma sat back down at her vanity and continued applying makeup. I just stood there watching her and learning the various techniques of making herself look beautiful. After a few minutes the door to grandma's bedroom swung open. It was Haley and Poly! Both of their mouths dropped and they both put both covered their mouths with both of their hands. Their eyes were as big as quarters. Poly was the first to shout out, "Oh my God Timmy! Look at you! What a sissy!" Grandma quickly got up and stood in front of me to block them from further inspection of me. "Oh Timmy I'm so sorry, I could of swore I locked the door! Don't you girls believe in knocking?" Haley then swung around grandma grabbing onto her leg while leaning behind her to catch another glimpse of me. "Timmy, I knew you wanted to be a girl. I just knew it!" Haley lifted up my dress to reveal my silk slip. "You even got a slip on!" Poly then ran around grandma's other side and quickly lifted up my slip. "And he's even got panties and pantyhose on. That's so funny!" Now Haley and Poly were laughing hysterically while pointing at my privates. Poly then screamed out, "Look Haley, his little thing is hard. He must like being a sissy!" I was so embarrassed. I was now bright red in the face and wanted to just go run and hide. But now it was too late and for some weird reason I actually liked being teased by them and called a sissy. Grandma shoved them both back away from me. "You girls stop teasing Timmy now. He just wanted to dress up to feel pretty like you two girls. He's just as much entitled to that as you. If you two don't pipe down I'll put you in boy clothes and take away your pretty dresses!" The girls instantly stopped laughing but still had apparent smirks on their faces. I could hear Aunt Rachel out in the hall way. "What's going on in there...What's all the ruckus girls?" Aunt Rachel entered wearing nothing but a pair of pantyhose and her slip. She still had a towel on her head. She was not even two steps thru the door when she stopped abruptly. Just like the two girls her mouth dropped, eyes got big, and both her hands covered her mouth in shock. "Oh my goodness! Timmy you're dressed like some kind of sissy! Jackie, what on earth!" Aunt Rachel approached me and walked around me in a circle. She lifted the front of my dress and stopped for a moment. "You even got a slip on child." She then proceeded to lift up my slip and immediately took in a loud shocking deep breath. I think my little pee pee was the hardest it had been. It was pulsating from the excitement and made a tent in the pantyhose and panties. "My lord he's got a...." Aunt Rachel quickly dropped my dress down and pointed to Haley and Poly. "Girls get out of here right this instant!" Poly and Haley did as they were told and ran out of the room giggling hysterically. "Timmy darling, why on earth are you dressed in women's clothes?" I glanced up at grandma and she gave an approving nod. "Aunt Rachel I wanted to feel pretty like Poly and Haley and grandma said I could dress up like a girl." "Is that so, well you go to the bathroom right now and get changed back into your boy clothes. I want to talk to your grandmother." I quickly picked up my boy clothes and ran to the bathroom to change. Aunt Rachel shut the door behind me. "Jackie, what in the hell is going on here?" "Rachel, you know how much I want Timmy to be raised properly and how much I want him to be respectful of women. By letting him explore his feminine side it will ensure that he grows up right Rachel." "So you want to dress him up like a little girl to do this?" "Yes I do. I think it is the absolute best way for him to stay in touch with his feminine side. The clothes will always be a reminder for him." "But Jackie, you're going to turn that kid queerer then a three dollar bill by dressing him like that! Did you see his little thing? He was hard as a rock! That's not good!" "Rachel, he was obviously born like this. No other little boy would get an erection like that if you put them in a dress. And any other normal little boy would fight like hell before you got them in a dress. For petes sake Rachel, you know how much Timmy acts like a girl most of the time. He has acted like a sissy from day one. We might as well let him be a full blown sissy and let him wear girl clothes. "Well I guess your right Jackie, he has always exhibited sissy behaviors. It's kind of funny watching him run around with Poly and Haley with those swishy little arms of his flinging like a little girl. Well we'll have to keep this quiet Jackie. And I'll explain to the girls that they now have a new sister!" Grandma smiled and clapped her hands quickly together in excitement. "Oh Rachel, it's going to be so much fun going shopping and buying him his own clothes. He is going to love being a girl!" "Let's get him back in here. Timmy please come back in here sweetie. Everything is just fine. Now come get up on my lap and let's get some pretty white tights on you. Haley! Poly! Please come back in." The girls ran in quickly still smirking and giggling. "Ok girls. Timmy is a sissy so he is going to be your new little sister. Here we go with some tights for the sissy." Grandmother pulled the tights up as high as she could while Timmy looked down sheepishly at his growing pee pee. One the tights were on grandma said, "Get use to tights sweetie. You'll be in them for now on and for the rest of your life!" To be continued>>>