The Little Princess
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Cameron was sitting at his desk in his apartment, working on his thesis
when his cell phone started ringing and vibrating across the desk.
Happy for the interruption - the writing was not going well - he glanced
at the phone and smiled when he saw that it was his girlfriend calling.
He and Shannon had only been dating for a couple months, but things were
going exceptionally well, especially compared to Cameron's past
relationships. He had always struggled to lead and take charge of a
relationship the way most of his prior girlfriends wanted, so he tended
to get dumped for more confident guys. Things were different with
Shannon: She had a confident, assertive streak a mile wide and didn't
mind taking the lead with Cameron at all. He answered his phone.
"Hey beautiful, what's up?"
Shannon laughed. "You're a sweetie. What are you doing right now?"
"Working on my thesis," Cameron sighed.
"Aww, honey, you sound stressed out. Come over here and we can hang
out. Take your mind off things."
Cameron glanced down at himself and winced. "I look like shit right now
Shan, haven't even taken a shower yet today."
"You know I don't mind, just come on over," Shannon said, "I miss my
Cammy."
Cameron sighed again. He really needed to work on that thesis today,
even though it was a Saturday, but he wanted to see his girlfriend more.
Hopefully even fool around a little. They hadn't had intercourse yet,
but they did engage in other sex acts from time to time. Mostly Cameron
eating her out, but he had given him a couple of stellar blowjobs before
bed in her apartment. Even though they hadn't had regular sex, Cameron
loved sleeping with Shannon because she insisted on being the big spoon
and though he would never admit it to anyone but her, he loved being
held.
"I can never say no to you. I'll be over in a few," he said, with a
smile.
Cameron threw on some clean basketball shorts and a v-neck shirt, and
slipped his sandals on before heading out the door. He hurried a bit,
knowing that his girlfriend would be impatient if he took too long. On
the short walk across campus to her apartment - they were both students
at the state university, though he was a master's candidate and she was
a junior in undergrad - Cameron thought to himself how lucky he was.
Shannon really was a great girl, and though he was immensely worried
about finishing his thesis in time, he knew that even if it didn't work
out, she'd be supportive. And that helped.
Cameron knocked on the door.
"Come in, Cammy!" Shannon hollered from inside the apartment. Cameron
let himself in and found her in her living room, laying on the brown
leather couch. He grinned at her.
"You look good," he said. And she did: Shannon was laying on the couch
looking like the quintessential college sweetheart. She had on a pale
green sundress with a oversized belt around her waist, accentuating her
slim figure. Her hair was in a casual ponytail and she had just a hint
of makeup on to put a little extra color in her cheeks and her lips.
The dress was hiked up a bit from her position on the couch, showing
plenty of her beautiful, long legs. Though you couldn't really tell
when she was laying down, Shannon was tall, and all of it was in those
legs. At an even six feet, she was even a couple inches taller than
Cameron, though at 5'10" he was by no means short.
"Come lay down by me, baby, and we can watch some TV and relax."
Cameron agreed and flopped down next to her on the sofa, facing away
from her so that their position was more or less the same as spooning on
a bed. She wrapped her arms around him - one under his head to act as a
pillow for him and the other over his side - and intertwined her long,
smooth legs with his shorter, slightly less-smooth ones. Cameron loved
the feel of her perky B-cups pressed against his back. She leaned her
head next to his and kissed him sweetly on the earlobe. He grabbed the
TV remote and flipped the channel to some documentary or another, and
they relaxed.
After a while, Shannon started lightly running her fingers up and down
his side and Cameron sighed. It felt good. Shannon smiled to herself,
and slowly started working her sensual touch closer and closer to his
crotch. First she rubbed his lower abdomen, then gently stroked his
inner thigh, pulling the leg of his athletic shorts up as she went
higher, and then she finally slipped her fingers under his waistband and
teased him a bit by rubbing him over his underwear, but just short of
his semi-erect manhood. The feel of his underwear gave her pause,
though, and she squealed out in delight.
"Cammy! You're wearing the undies I bought you!" Cameron usually wore
boxers, but Shannon hated them and had recent purchased him a few pairs
of stylish briefs. Cameron hadn't even realized he was wearing them,
but he quickly took advantage of the situation.
"You know I'd wear whatever you want me to, babe, anything to make you
happy."
"Someone's been such a good boy today, I think you deserve a reward!"
Shannon said, cheerfully. She pulled Cameron's cock out of his undies
and shorts and began to stroke it with one hand, while rubbing and
pinching one of his nipples under his shirt with the other. Cameron went
from semi-erect to a full hard-on quickly. He also started squirming
around the couch a bit and letting out those high-pitched moans and
squeals of his. He sounded a little like a girl when they fooled
around, but Shannon didn't mind. She thought it was cute, and
endearing.
"You look good enough to fuck, Cammy," Shannon laughed. She started
thrusting with her hips, grinding her crotch into his ass. She held her
hand still around his cock, "fucking" it into her hand by pushing his
hips forward with her own, and then letting him thrust his ass back
against her to complete the stroking motion. Cameron was in heaven.
She had always been a little dominant toward them when they were fooling
around, but nothing like this. It felt like she was fucking him from
behind.
"Just let me know when you're about to finish, sweetie. I just got this
rug and I don't want you cumming all over it." Cameron grunted his
assent, too turned on to speak, and she kept fuck-stroking him for
several more minutes. Under her sundress, Shannon could feel dampness
spreading into her panties. This was getting her hot, too. Shortly
after, Cameron's climax built suddenly and violently and he barely
managed to squeak out a "Shannon" in warning before exploding all over
the floor in front of the couch, including her new rug. There was spunk
all over the floor; Cameron couldn't remember ever having an orgasm that
big before.
"Goddamnit Cam, I told you not to cum on my rug!" Shannon shouted,
pushing him away from her and off the couch. Cameron fell right on top
of his own cum, and thanks to the volume and pattern of his load, he got
plenty of it on himself. He had some on both his shorts and his shirt,
and his face even landed in a small puddle of it. When he sprang to his
feet, the cum was obvious on his clothes and a little dripped off of his
right cheek.
"I'm sorry Shan, it just happened all of a sudden." Cameron said,
ashamed of himself. Shannon let out a mean laugh.
"You look like a little sorority slut with that cum on your face."
Shannon sat up and grabbed her phone off of the end table and snapped a
picture of Cameron before he could react. "Go clean yourself up. Throw
your shirt and shorts in the washer, and then come clean up the floor.
There's cleaning stuff under the sink." Cameron nodded and did as she
said. He had never really seen this side of Shannon before, she was
usually all sunshine and rainbows. Since they hadn't been dating long,
the two had never really had a disagreement before and Cameron was a
little worried. He hated the thought of fighting with his girlfriend.
After cleaning himself up, Cameron threw his shirt and short in the
washer and grabbed the cleaning supplies, returning to the living room
in just his briefs. He knelt down in front of the couch and started
cleaning. His spunk came off of the hardwood easily, but he really had
to srub on the rug, on his knees, with both hands.
"Look, Shannon," he started, still scrubbing, "I'm really sorry about -"
"Just be quiet and finish cleaning," she interrupted, "You'll get your
punishment when you're finished." Cameron closed his mouth abruptly and
kept scrubbing. Shannon was still mad - she doubted the semen stain
would come completely out of the rug - but she had to admit that Cameron
looked awfully cute cleaning up in just his briefs, his skinny little
butt sticking up in the air. Cameron was worried, wondering what his
"punishment" would be. What did she even mean by that? He didn't think
she could punish him, he wasn't a child. He finished a few minutes
later, and stood up.
"Come here," Shannon said, "sit down next to me." Cameron did as she
said and took a seat next to her on the couch. In a quick motion, she
grabbed him and pulled her over her lap, ass in the air, and started
spanking him like a child before he could resist. "I said" smack!
"Don't" smack! "Cum" smack! "On" smack! "My" Smack! "New" SMACK "Rug!"
SMACK! Each smack was harder than the first, and she added a few more at
the end for good measure. She figured his ass was nice and red under
the thin material of his briefs. Shannon had always been the more
dominant one in the relationship, but it had never really been a sexual
thing until now. Today, though, she felt a tingle of sexual pleasure
when spanking her boyfriend's ass and completely controlling him.
Cameron, on the other hand, felt differently. He was humiliated that
his girlfriend had overpowered him, but when he felt his cock twitching,
he realized that it turned him on a little. That only added to his
shame, and that embarrassment combined with his enormous stress over his
thesis caused him to start sniffling and crying. This didn't escape
Shannon's notice.
"Oh please, you big baby. I didn't even hit you that hard!" Shannon
said. This wasn't the first time she had seen him cry - he was the sort
of sensitive boy that would occasionally tear up at a sad movie or book
- but this was the first occasion that it had been caused by her.
"You didn't hurt me, Shan, I'm just upset," said Cameron.
"Yeah, you're upset and crying like a little girl."
"I'm not a little girl!" Cameron shouted.
"No, you're just acting like one, sweetie," Shannon replied, taking the
edge out of her voice. Looking at her still-sniffling Cammy standing
there in his undies, she was starting to get an idea. "You need to put
some clothes on, sweet pea, before you get cold. Come with me into my
room."
Cameron sniffled. "I don't have any other clothes here, I can just-"
"Shhh..." she interrupted, "It's okay, come on, sweetie." She grabbed
Cameron firmly by the hand and led him into her room, ignoring his
protests. She led him into her bedroom and had him sit down on the edge
of the bed. He was still crying a bit, just a few sniffles now. "Sit
there for a minute, I'll be right back with something for you to wear."
Cameron was puzzled, not sure what she was talking about. There's no
way his Shannon was going to have anything he could wear. He knew that
his girlfriend's wardrobe was extremely feminine; she barely even wore
pants. He certainly wasn't going to wear any of her dresses or skirts,
but maybe she had some sweatpants and an old oversized t-shirt
somewhere?
Shannon left him on the bed and went into her oversized walk-in closet.
She smiled to herself, excited about dressing up Cammy in girly stuff
and tilting the balance of power in the relationship even farther toward
herself. It wasn't just power stuff, though, she knew he'd look very
cute all dolled up and the thought of him in her clothes turned her on.
What to have him wear, though? She was confident that a lot of her
panties would fit him, because even though he had a bigger waist than
her, she was a little taller than him and knew her bigger hips would
make up the difference. The rest of the outfit would be trickier.
Though they were both slender people, he didn't have anywhere near her
lithe feminine figure, so anything form-fitting was out. She had a few
things that fit her a little too loosely, though, so it wasn't a
problem. In the end, she chose a yellow empire-waist dress with a
ruffle around the neckline and and hem, and several layers of ruffles on
the little drape sleeves. To go underneath, she selected a pair of
white cotton bikini panties with the word "Princess" on the butt in
pink, and with a pink ruffled trim. The pink-and-white panties didn't
really match the yellow dress, but they had similar ruffles and she
decided to go with the ruffled motif. She didn't bother with a bra; the
chest of the dress would be a little loose but not drastically so.
"One more sec, Cammy," she called. She hung dress on the hook on the
back of the closet door and bunched up the panties and held them behind
her back before going back into the bedroom. She stood in front of
Cammy and noticed that he was still crying. "It's okay sweetie, I've got
some clothes for you. Go ahead and stand up." Cameron complied and she
took the panties out from behind her back and held them in front of him.
"Take off your undies and put these on, Cammy." Cameron recoiled.
"Those are panties! I'm not wearing those! I'm not wearing any girl
clothes!" he said, starting to shout.
"Don't raise your voice to me, Cammy! When I spanked you, you started
crying like a little girl. If you're going to cry like a little girl, I
want you to dress like one. Besides, it's just until your clothes get
through the wash and nobody's going to know except for me."
"Can't I just wear my own underwear under girl clothes, then? Come on
Shannon, they're panties..."
"No, the material of your underwear is too rough. It will mess up my
clothes." This was a lie, she just wanted him in panties very badly.
"Besides, earlier you said that you'd wear anything I want to make me
happy. Don't you want to make me happy, Cammy, sweetie?" Cameron
looked unsure.
"I don't know..." he started to say, but Shannon interrupted him.
"Well, honey, your options are to wear what I want you to wear, or you
can walk home right now in your underwear. What's it going to be?" He
sighed and held out his hands for the panties and she handed them over.
"Ugh, these say 'Princess' on them," he said, after holding them up and
getting a better look. Shannon beamed and clapped her hands gleefully.
"Of course, sweet pea, they're little princess panties for my little
Princess Cammy." She helped him put them on, crouching down and holding
them open near the floor for him to step into the leg holes. She then
slowly worked them up his legs, giving him sweet little kisses on his
lower legs and thighs as she slowly stood up. She pulled the seat of
his panties up snugly around his butt cheeks, and then gave the tip of
his cock a little kiss and a teasing flick with her tongue before
pulling the front of the panties into place. She stood back to admire
the whole effect so far and noticed that Cameron was blushing.
"Aww, sweetheart, you look adorable." she said, giggling.
"I feel stupid," Cameron said, embarrassed. He couldn't believe he was
wearing ruffled panties. And they said 'Princess' on the butt! How
shameful.
"Aw, honey, you're not stupid. You'll feel better when you have the
whole outfit on. Let me grab your dress."
"Dress?!" he said, alarmed.
"Shhhhh, Cammy, one second." Shannon skipped back over to the closet and
grabbed the dress off of the hook. "Ta-da!" she said, holding it front
of him. Cameron groaned, but didn't object this time as she helped him
into the dress, letting him step into it. She pulled it up his body
slowly, like the panties, and repeated the act of kissing his body, this
time working her way up his back instead of his legs. She draped the
frilly sleeves over his shoulders and zipped up the back. The dress was
just barely too small for him; it zipped all the way up but she couldn't
quite get the hook at the top of the zipper closed. Didn't matter. She
walked around to view him from the front and made a few adjustments,
centering the dress around his shoulders and tugging the skirt into the
proper place. Cameron started to turn toward the tall mirror in her
room.
"Can I see myself?" he asked.
"Not yet, Princess," she giggled, "Let me do your hair and makeup real
quick." She noticed him starting to object. "Shhh, cutie, I'll take it
off before you leave." She sat him back down on the bed and looked at
him critically for a second. "Your hair's not long enough. We'll have
to do the best we can." His blonde hair was a bit shaggy and longer than
some men's, but not long enough to do anything especially feminine. She
considered giving him a quick pixie cut, but didn't want to push her
luck this early and ended up just putting it into two pigtail-esque
bunches with a couple of yellow hair ties. It was cute enough and sort
of looked like what you'd do with a toddler girl's hair when it wasn't
long enough yet. For makeup, she just applied some mascara to give him
pretty lashes, a little bit of eyeliner to bring out his baby blues, and
a dab of color on his cheeks. She finished it off with some adorable
pink lip gloss.
"Can I see yet?" Cameron said, still feeling embarrassed and wondering
how ridiculous he looked. Shannon laughed.
"Aren't you an impatient little princess! Come on, then, sweet pea."
She took him by the hand again and led him to the mirror. She heard him
give a cute little high-pitched gasp as he got a good look at himself.
Cameron was shocked by what he saw. He expected to look completely
ridiculous. You could still tell he was a boy in a dress - he didn't
pass as woman or anything - but he was an astonishingly pretty boy in a
dress. She did excellent work on his face (and as well as possible on
his hair) and though he was stil noticeably male, he looked cuter and
more feminine than any boy he'd ever seen. The dress seemed to fit him
well. The frilly, ruffled drape sleeves camouflaged his slightly-wide
shoulders and the skirt poofed out below the empire waist, hiding his
lack of feminine hips and butt. The ruffled hem hit him about mid-thigh.
He hadn't shaved his legs, but he was not a very hairy guy to begin with
and the fine blond hairs were not noticeable. Cameron couldn't believe
how cute and girly he looked, and he felt so feminine like this, too.
He swished the skirt around his legs a bit, savoring the sensation and
shuddering as little thrills of feminine energy darted through his body.
"How about a curtsey, Princess?" said Shannon, laughing. Her voice
brought him back from his little trance. Cameron's face went crimson
and he could feel his cock starting to grow in his princess panties.
The embarrassment, combined with the new feminine sensations, was really
starting to turn him on. Shannon couldn't see his growing erection
through the dress's poofy skirt, but she was incredibly aroused too.
Both because of how girly she had made her boyfriend and the rush of
power she got from dressing him like a sissy. Shannon was just
beginning to realize how much power and control turned her on, and she
was soaking wet.
While Cameron was trying to process whether or not his arousal at being
feminized meant that he was gay, Shannon turned on her bedroom stereo
and set it to some slow, romantic song he didn't recognize, and slipped
on a pair of wedge sandals. She was already taller than him, but since
Cameron was barefoot, she had him by about four inches now.
"Dance with me, Cammy," she said, not really giving him an option.
Shannon put his hands on his waist and Cameron put his hands on her
shoulders, but she moved him closer so that he had no choice but to rest
his forearms on his shoulders and let his wrists kind of dangle behind
her. They were dancing like high-schoolers at prom, just swaying back
and forth to the music. It felt nice. Cameron caught a glimpse of
himself in the mirror and was astonished at how absurdly feminine he
looked this way, even more than when he was just standing in front of
the mirror. They kept dancing. Shannon pulled him closer and was able
to feel his erection through his dress, poking her in the leg. She gave
him a devilish grin.
"Looks like our cute little Princess Cammy is enjoying herself here,
huh?" Cameron turned beet-red again.
"I can't help it," he said, "something about this is really turning me
on."
"Me too, Cammy, you look so adorable as a girl. Sexy, even."
They kept dancing, and she moved her hands lower and onto Cameron's ass,
as if she were a horny high-school prom king and Cameron were some cute
freshman girl whose cherry Shannon hoped to pop later in a hotel room.
She gave his ass a little squeeze and he squealed, jumping. Shannon
laughed. She grabbed him gently by the hair, one hand on each little
pigtail, and tilted his head back. She kissed him on the lips, slowly
at first, savoring the taste of his pink gloss, but quickly increased in
intensity. They were soon making out in earnest, with Shannon taking
the lead, probing his sweet mouth with her tongue, and occasionally
giving giving his lower lip a nibble. Her hands went back to his ass
and she pulled him hard against herself, grinding his erection - still
trapped in those cute princess panties - against her body. She couldn't
take it anymore and pushed him back onto the bed. She reached under her
own dress and took off her panties (which were sopping wet at this
point) wadded them up, and shoved them in Cameron's mouth before
climbing on top of him.
Once they were on the bed together, she pinned his wrists up behind his
head with one hand and hiked up Cameron's skirt with the other. His
eyes were wide, but he made no resistance, submitting himself to her
completely. After she got his skirt high enough, she pulled down the
front of his panties to expose his cock, throbbing, wet with pre-cum.
She lowered herself onto his manhood (or girlhood now, she thought,
giggling to herself), still extremely wet, and started riding him,
thrusting down hard at him with each stroke.
Cameron was dumbfounded, scarcely able to believe that the first time he
had sex with his girlfriend, he was laying on his back pinned down in
her bed, dressed up like a cute girl, and had a pair of her dripping wet
panties stuffed in his mouth. He had never been this turned on in his
life, though, so he just enjoyed himself, moaning girlishly while
savoring the taste of her juices in his mouth. This went on for only a
few minutes before they both climaxed at nearly the same time, both
crying out the other's name (well, muffled for Cameron) and both of
their bodies shaking with the force of intense orgasms.
After the climax, Shannon collapsed on top of her girly little princess
and took a few seconds to catch her breath. "Oh my God, Cammy." she
said. She pulled her panties out of his mouth and tossed them aside.
"We're going to have to do this again." She rolled off of him, onto her
back on the other side of the bed.
Cameron couldn't even speak. He just pulled his panties back up and
smoothed his dress back down to be a little more modest - a good girl
wouldn't just keep laying on her back exposing herself, he thought - and
rolled toward Shannon, snuggling up against her. He rested his head on
her shoulder and she kissed his forehead. They fell asleep like that
together, with Cameron wondering just how things were going to be
different for them in the future.
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