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Waking up to a New Life. Ch 06
by Matthew.
The beautiful low cut blouse is a fine loose fitting white chiffon with
a soft three inch wide white satin collar, down the front of the blouse
where the four small pearl buttons fasten is of an inch and a half wide
white satin. The shoulders are padded out letting the loose fitting
chiffon sleeves descend puffy like down to the wrist where they are
edged in the same white satin as the collar. I stood with arms ready
displaying much enthusiasm as nanny let this finery slither teasingly
over my upper body before fastening the daring little buttons. Goose
bumps had developed, I couldn't held squirming a little in ecstasy
knowing how much I'm becoming more and more in love with all these
scrupulous sissy possessions, the erotic sensation as they brush gently
against my now smooth hairless body. Thankfully my twitching peepee is
protected from any leakage problems.
Not a word could I say, but I know my hands were saying how much I love
what is now sitting comfortably over ones upper body.
"Just stay still a minute Sissy while I fasten the buttons at your
wrists for you," nanny asked.
The cuffs were also inch and a half wide buttoned tightly with two small
pearl buttons in turn helping the sleeves hang ever so puffy like, to
finish it off sitting over the cuffs at least a good three inches of
fine ruffled lace floated ever so loose and sweetly that only my fingers
were visible. I couldn't stop my fingers from touching ever so
inspiringly and somehow paying much attention to my responsive nipples
which seem to be getting quite sensitive to the touch of these exquisite
fabrics. All the while nanny didn't say a word either, just stood
smiling a happy smile, I bet she was thinking, "Now tell me who isn't a
sissy," but I can't help being what I seem to be.
In time I just had to say, "Nanny this blouse is so deliciously
beautiful isn't it?" while still fondling lovingly over it. It wasn't
till I now turned towards the mirror that I noticed how the camisole
showed through, so obviously announcing what I must be. Thankfully no
one else will see and think what a sissy I am to be wearing such
exquisitely feminine undergarments. For some reason my pee-pee doesn't
want to stand proud as it normally would, yet I'm feeling so desirably
aroused that usually had a pulsating effect on my cock. I wonder if
those vitamin or protein pills or what ever is affecting me as it does
seem to even look thinner I've noticed, or is the fact of having a
strong urge to use the toilet repelling any erection.
Knowing I couldn't hold on much longer I had to tell nanny of my little
problem.
"Nanny I need to have a leak badly."
"What do you want, I don't understand?" was her response.
"I'm sorry nanny I meant to say I need to do tinkles."
"That's better Sissy, now come along we can't have you wetting your
lovely new pants can we?"
My whole body seemed to go red with embarrassment hearing her say that
because I'm not a little child who can't control ones bladder. Once I'd
finished my tinkles I was offered a wad of toilet tissues and told to
pat myself dry the way she has shown me, it was so pleasing to be able
to do such a small thing myself again, at last. I must have been making
quite a meal out of it, as I got told it must be completely dry by now,
yes it was but it did feel good patting it dry myself.
Back in the bedroom nanny lowered the lovely pantaloons, I stood
watching wondering if another rubber is about to cover one almost semi
erect appendage, at least I couldn't see her hand wanting to give me the
relief I so desired. I didn't think so watching her take another none
lubricated joey to roll up my peepee again. Next thing she takes a
length of inch wide deep pink satin ribbon, sensing what she had in
mind, I got that look from her again.
"You better not let your Peepee grow anymore if you know what's good for
you," as she looked up at me.
Just hearing her threat put the fear of God into me, I could only say,
"I'll try not to let it nanny."
Standing still as I could watching this pretty pink ribbon encircling
the base of my covered peepee, behind and in front of my little cherry
basket twice, then to be tied off in a lovely big bow at the front
letting the streamers hang teasingly down to feather softly against my
naked thighs.
In no time an erection began to develop only being held back by the
tightness of its lovely adornment. Hidden from view because of my blouse
I had to ask nanny if I could please look in the mirror, knowing if it
looked anything like it felt I would be one very delighted Sissy.
"Oh nanny it looks so adorable doesn't it?" was all I could say while
admired one beautified little dressed up peepee. Unable to take my eyes
away from it while holding up the equally divine blouse for a better
view. "Will I be wearing pretty bows on it all the time now?" I asked
almost in an 'I want to' tone, while putting my finger down to touch.
"Not only pretty bows Sissy your Mummy is getting some darling little
pouches to keep it in making your peepee look just as much apart of the
whole sissy body," nanny said smiling to me realizing how delighted I am
and unable to take my eyes away from my sissified crotch.
Standing anxiously waiting to see what next is to come from this closet
of fineries, but no into the dresser drawer she went to bring out a
shiny pair of silvery blue pants, coming towards me holding them out
ever so tauntingly between her thumbs and forefingers saying, "Aren't
these the most adorable pants for a sissy to wear?"
I didn't know what to say or even think right now, my mind was in a
complete turmoil. Should I really be thinking the way I am, wearing and
looking at all these magnificent articles of clothing, willing each
dainty piece to enrich my slender body, to sissify me to the extreme
like the sissy images I've been seeing and wishing to me like. Why can't
I protest to let this woman know once and for all, what? Yet the flimsy
delicate touch of these fine silks on my now equally silky slender body
has complete control of my brain, of all my thoughts. I can't even think
where it all began, I must have been born this sissy, I can't remember
being anything else, I still can't think what my name is or is it really
just Sissy.
"Come on dear stop just looking at them, let's get them on then see how
stunning you will look."
"Can I hold these also please nanny?" I had to ask seeing how soft and
shiny they are.
Holding them in my hands they felt just amazing, so light and silky to
touch. Before giving them back I couldn't help but caress them over the
finery I was already wearing. I smiled to nanny as she took them from my
offering hands, neither said a word but a smile came my way, as well I
could feel stirring below sensing the wearing of these equally ravishing
pants.
I stood breathless while she raised these irresistible silvery blue
taffeta pants slowly up my nylon sheathed legs coming to rest high on my
waist. The length was much the same as the last pair I wore, in turn
letting the lace of my pantaloons hang tantalizingly below. Not until
now did I realize these didn't even have a sailor boy front opening as
nanny fastened a small zip up the back, in doing so making them fit
snugly at the waist but to flair out around the legs. Gently raising a
hand to feel for any sign of a pocket, no such luck, in the process
being watched like a hawk on its prey with a warning to put my hands
where they belong, yes in a sissy fashion at my sides.
"I really do need pockets nanny for my hanky and things, all boys' pants
have them," I said trying again to sound sad about not having any.
"Only if you were a boy that would be, but you're not one of them thank
goodness you're just a pretty Sissy! Aren't you?" as she looked straight
at me waiting an affirmative answer.
"Yes I guess I am," I acknowledged as everything seems to be telling me
this is really what I am.
Looking in the mirror watching her thread a long three inch wide powder
blue satin sash through the four narrower loops then to be tied in a big
bow to the front left side letting the streamers hang almost to the hem
of the pants. Just looking at them screamed out SISSY, let alone
noticing the two inch slit up the side of each leg opening which I
hadn't noticed while holding them earlier. No that was because it wasn't
till now that nanny attached a bold powder blue satin bows to the top of
each slit letting there streams hang prettily over the lace of my
pantaloons. Now viewing the image before me said nothing other than I'm
looking at a SISSY whether I like it or not. From pierced ears and nose,
painted fingernails downwards is all sissiness as I watch nanny fluff
around the blouse seeing it sits the way she wants, next pulling down
the lace of my pantaloons till they sat sissy like with a hint of the
satin also on display.
"Now dear, we must make sure the lovely lace is always showing below
your pants mustn't we?"
"Yes nanny," I said, hoping to please her.
Standing back admiring her handy work and showing a satisfied smile "Now
sit at your vanity dear while we put your lovely socks and shoes on."
"I still don't know why I need socks, when I'm wearing these stocking?"
"Because sissies look so adorable wearing its little socks, plus your
Mummy wants you looking a very pretty sissy."
"Please nanny my feet couldn't take those heels just yet, I'm still in
agony from the last time."
"No only the inch heels this time," she said, making me breath easy
again.
Once my socks and there lace tops had been donned a pair of black
buckled up inch high heels with bold powder blue pompoms at the toes
followed. Next she went to work brushing, combing, brushing again
followed by a lovely perfumed hair spray before a pink satin bow fixed
to a small comb was attached to the rear of my hair leaving its
streamers hanging prominently to the back. Under the loose fitting
collar of my blouse a long three inch wide white silk scarf got tied
into a large floppy bow, in all making me look the sissy of all sissies.
As I viewed the image before me I didn't know what to think. Looking at
myself, looking to nanny to frightened to touch anywhere in case she
takes it as meaning I love what I'm seeing. I knew she was smiling
broadly and brightly satisfied with what she now has beside her, one
appropriately dressed up sissy.
"Remember me telling you what an exciting day this is going to be for
you? Well your Mummy is anxiously waiting to meet her gorgeous Sissy
again."
"My mother, is she here?" I asked in fear of being seen by her dressed
like this.
"Of course your Mummy is here, this is your home pretty one. You want to
meet her don't you Sissy?" was her cheerful reply.
I didn't know what to say as all those nervous butterflies raced into my
stomach. I love being in my pretty clothes and things, but I sure don't
want my mother or anyone else for that matter seeing me dressed like
this.
"I don't think she would want to see me dressed in all my sissy clothes
would she?"
"Of course your Mummy would, why else would she buy all these beautiful
clothes for you? I can see how tense you're becoming, so have this
little pill dear it will help you relax a lot."
I took it from her without a word, even opening my mouth afterwards for
the inspection.
"Seen as you have been exceptionally good today, I think Cindy will want
to come back to you, would you like that?"
"Oh nanny yes please I have missed her so much, I bet she's missed me
also," I said with extreme excitement in my voice as I wrapped my arms
around her displaying immense happiness. Into the wardrobe she went to
retrieve ones lost friend. I know I properly looked like some silly girl
as I took Cindy in my arms kissing her why vowing to be very good so I
don't lose her again.
"Come now dear, have another look in the full mirror at how gorgeous you
look," as she stood back smiling broadly to me.
Standing in front of the mirror admiring the sissy image before me
holding my Cindy, all I wanted to do was let my other hand come to rest
over my now aroused peepee, but with nanny hovering over me, I knew
better. Yes I did look a proper sissy in all these clothes, lifting my
hands to admire my lovely painted fingernails against these sumptuous
clothes I felt and smelt so divine also. But why do I cherish what I see
before me, I'm not really this much of a sissy I kept trying to tell
myself, so why do I? Then why did I get so enthused for getting Cindy
back?
"I think our sissy can't take its eyes from the lovely image before it.
Wouldn't I be right?"
I wanted to say I can, I'm not a sissy. Yet I wanted to also say, how
beautiful I felt in these clothes I know I am a sissy. All I could do
was smile into the mirror towards her, then bowed my head as a sign of
my submissive acceptance for who or what I know I really am.
My new status in life has now been cast, as I was wrapped in her arms, a
quick kiss to my forehead followed. It is only now that I have come to
realize how pretty nanny really is with a cheeky sort of smile, when I'm
good. A woman of about 5'8" tall with collar length wavy auburn hair,
which I'm sure she takes great care in seeing that it looks perfect
before spraying. Much the same with the soft subtle shades of makeup she
wears. Even the fitting black knee length fine woollen skirt, along with
the grey or delicate shade of pink silk blouses with rolled collars that
tie in big floppy bows she always seems to wear on her size 16 [I would
guess] body for some reason adds to her beauty. It seems I've been too
afraid of her till now to have noticed anything other than a dominate
nanny who I must obey or else her clothes brush.
"I'm so pleased you realized so quickly that you are nothing but the
sissy you see in the mirror before you, it is the real you. You'll make
your Mummy so happy; I know that, now before we go to meet her let me
show you how to curtsy sweetly when I take you into her study."
The thought of this moment had vacated my mind while getting Cindy back
in her rightful place.
"I know how to curtsy, remember I spent almost a day in those nasty
heels doing it over and over," I said hoping to remind her.
"We shall try again you don't want to mess it up in front of your Mummy
do you?" nanny asked.
Even on my first try I performed the perfect curtsy, seems everything I
do proclaims to all, I am nothing other than a real feminine SISSY!!
Next I was shown how I'm to kiss her, if she puts her hand out asking
for a kiss. I must kneel on the little cushion; take her fingers lightly
in mine lift her hand towards my lips, giving one soft kiss, while
lowering her hand I'm to offer a sweet sissy smile. But if she doesn't
extend her hand I'm to offer a sweet cheek to cheek kiss When answering
her questions, I must finish saying 'Mummy' with all these instructions
out of the way I was left alone with Cindy while nanny went to see if
Mummy is ready for me to be taken to her.
I just had to hold Cindy lovingly in my arms kissing her as I skipped
sweetly back to the mirror. It seems all my boy emotions have abandoned
me completely. Just holding Cindy my doll makes me happy, seeing whoever
I am with Cindy cuddled in my arms before the mirror sends delightful
shivers through every part of my body. God, if she could only talk to me
when I ask her if she thinks I look pretty, does she like the smell of
my perfumed body. I tried telling her about the girly soap I get bathed
with hoping she likes it as well. Taking her little hands I caress them
over my gorgeous blouse wanting to hear her reaffirm how lovely it
feels, why telling her in a whisper in case nanny can hear, how I really
do believe I'm a proper sissy now and having Cindy for company that I'll
never be naughty again, as I don't want to be without her ever again.
All my thoughts were focussed on the angelic image before me while
holding Cindy, that I didn't hear the door open and nanny return. I just
froze as I heard her say, "Oh what a beautiful picture you make standing
there holding your doll so lovingly, wait till I get my camera." I could
feel my face going a deep red, I didn't know what to say or do as I
waited her return. In no time there she was clicking out more photos of
me looking a proper sissy with Cindy cuddled in close to my face, the
way you would see any young girl doing.
I didn't want to put Cindy down denying that I really loved cuddling
her. Yet I know what nanny would be reading into my actions, I just
smiled to her saying, "I don't know why I'm feeling the way I am over
Cindy."
"You are feeling the only way you know how, the way all sissies do."
I went and put Cindy safely on my new bed after kissing her with the
knowledge I'll be cuddling her again, soon. As I turned a big smile came
my way, I could only sheepishly return the smile.
"Your Mummy is dying to see her Sissy again, once we enter the room a
graceful full curtsy bowing your head at the same time. Remember what I
said won't you and always take little mincing steps," she said with an
enthusiastic look on her face while putting a little drawstring purse
which matched my outfit over my left wrist.
Once again I demonstrated to myself just what a proper sissy I really
am. Before leaving the room I stood before the mirror straightening my
sash, checked to see the lace hung nicely below my pants with the bows
and a little of the satin showing. One final look in the mirror, a touch
to the bow in my hair I was ready to be led away, but not before kissing
Cindy sweetly one more time.
Leaving my bedroom walking along the short hallway then down a flight of
stairs, fortunately I'm not wearing those five inch heels or I would
never make it. As we walked I also had this wonderfully erotic sensation
via the pulling between my stockings and suspenders, if that wasn't
enough, each time one leg touched the other the silky awareness of my
stockinged legs sent extreme girly flashes through my head, not
forgetting the teasing of the fancy ribbon tied around my peepee, which
by now has got itself standing erect. Thankfully the sash and its bow
has my protrusion hidden sort of from nanny's view. At least it took my
thoughts away from what lay ahead of me and the real nervous emotions
that started to run wild earlier till nanny gave me that little pill
before giving Cindy back to me.
After daintily waking down the flight of stairs, along another plush
carpeted hallway, part way along I was again told to keep my arms to my
sides bent at the elbow and to let my wrists hang limp. Once satisfied
my arms and wrist hung 'sissy like' we carried on with me feeling a
complete sissy now, the way my wrists hung along with taking small
mincing steps. I came to realize on this walk what a large house I'm in.
Suddenly our journey ended when we stopped before this closed door, once
nanny had one final inspection of her sissy she knocked in turn making
my heart pound faster sending the butterflies into a turmoil, but ones
erection remained standing proud.
"Come in!" came from a well spoken ladies voice on the other side of the
door, a voice I seemed to recognize. But was it that of my mother?
Turning the knob then pushing open one final door I knew this is it, my
mouth suddenly went dry, oh for my glass of milk right now. As the door
went inwards, nanny's hand guided me nervously through before her. The
door closed behind us, I'm now trapped, I couldn't take much notice of
my surroundings. My eyes went straight to the rather attractive woman,
sitting in a comfortable brown leather armchair, a face I recognized but
wasn't quite sure whether it was my mother or not. Not wanting to be
seen staring, I quickly dropped my head to study the plush carpet that
covered the floor of what seemed an elegantly appointed room.
Halfway between the door and the lady sitting before me, nanny whispered
in my ear telling me it's time for a lovely curtsy. Nervously I stopped
ready to perform what turned out to be a perfect curtsy, as I heard the
lady before us say how beautifully I executed it. At the same time she
stood and came towards me wrapping me in her arms for a loving motherly
embrace while placing a kiss to my cheek saying, "What a beautiful sissy
you have turned out to be my darling, have you got a lovely kiss for
your Mummy?" the position we were in, her right cheek had to be the
target for my lips to offer one quick shy kiss upon.
Once released from her warm loving embrace which I would have been
willing to stay wrapped in, as the delicate fragrance of her perfume had
me spellbound wanting to savour it to the utmost, but that wasn't to be
as she went to work fluffing out the front of my now crushed blouse. I
knew I was looking and believing I'm so much the sissy in all these
luxurious clothes and being admired wearing them gave me a wonderful
awareness of myself.
"My you do look the sweetest thing in your adorable outfit? Now turn
slowly dear so Mummy can see all of you," she said sounding delighted
with the sissy standing nervously before her.
Slowly I started turning in teensy steps keeping my arms and hands in
the sissy position my head looking nervously downwards, so she could
have a good inspection of want is on display before her. Oh how
embarrassing it is being studied in such a way, hearing her say how
elegantly I'm holding myself, definitely a born sissy if ever there was
one, can't wait to have it in more exotic sissy clothes and so on. I
could feel my face going the deepest shade of red ever, wondering how
"exotic" are they going to be dressing me.
With the completion of my close inspection even to having her caress
lightly over one enlivened length pulsating under my lovely pants and
pantaloons.
"You look so much better now than the last time I saw you my dear," she
said sounding pleased with herself, "I bet you love your new room, isn't
it the prettiest just what a sissy like you will love I know? Did you
have a lovely sleep in your new bed dear dreaming sissy thoughts?" she
then asked.
"Yes it is a lovely room and I did have a pleasant sleep thank you
Mummy," I quietly replied.
"Wonderful my darling I see you are going to make your Mummy extremely
happy, now kneel on the cushion like a good sissy," she said while
pointing to the cushion in front of her.
Nervously I took the few steps closer wanting to look at her, yet not
wanting too. As I knelt the delicate fragrance of her perfume almost had
me wanting to wrap my arms around her, to be apart of her. Unfortunately
she had other plans, as her right hand came to rest lazily over the arm
of her comfortably padded armchair. A mesmerizing smile shone from her
elegantly made up face.
"Give Mummy a lovely kiss my darling?"
Taking her fingers lightly in those of my right hand, I raised hers
slowly towards my lips, lowering my head slightly I placed a soft kiss
to her right hand, then raised my head to give the sweet smile I was
told to give, while lowering her hand again. On releasing her hand I
didn't quite know what to do with mine, so nervously my hands started
fidgeting with the lace covering the cuffs of my beautiful blouse.
End of Chapter 6.
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