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My Sissy Life
Part 3
When I got to my room I saw the Hello Kitty dry erase board on my door.
There was a note from my brother that said 'Sissy, I need my jock strap
clean by Friday morning.' Oh good, I get to hand wash my brothers jock
strap again. Is it Christmas already?
Almost every day there is a note on the board from someone telling me
that they want me to do something.
I walked in my room. I still can't believe how ultra girlie my bedroom
is. I remember almost passing out the first time I saw it.
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It was my last day after staying at my grandparents house for a week. It
was nice, very relaxing. The weather was good, I slept in everyday, I
went out to lunch with my grandparents a few times, I watched TV, I just
did whatever I wanted. I really didn't want to leave, not only because it
was nice there, but when I got home I knew I was going to be punished.
The worst part was that I didn't do anything wrong.
About noon I saw my mother driving up the long dirt driveway. When she
got to the house I was on the front porch.
"Hi mom!" I said. I was happy to see her, even though she didn't believe
me when I told her I didn't take my sisters panties.
"Hi honey!" she said. "Did you have a good time this week?"
"Yeah," I said, "it was awesome. I feel so rested."
"That's good sweety, where are your grandparents?" she said.
"Grandma is in the kitchen making lunch and grandpa is out on the tractor
doing something out back," I said.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"Nothin'," I said.
"As Usual," she said under her breath.
"What mom?" I said.
"Lets go see how grandma is," she said.
We went into the house and my mother said, "Mom, I'm here to pick up
Bob."
My grandma came walking out of the kitchen as she dried off her hands
with a dish towel.
"Oh, I didn't see you come up the drive," she said as she went to give my
mother a hug.
I heard the tractor outside and about a minute later my grandfather
walked in.
"There's my girl!" he said and also gave my mother a hug.
We sat at the table and ate lunch. My mother said that we had to leave
right after.
"Your father wants you home as soon as possible," she told me.
"Mom," I said, "is dad still really mad at me? You said he might cool
down if I was gone for a week."
"He has cooled down a little," she said, "I think he has found a good
solution to the problem we had before you left."
"What is the solution?" I asked.
She said, "You'll see when we get home."
We said our goodbyes and got in the car.
I heard my grandmother say to my mother "Sherry, is everything set?"
"Yes mom," she said, "everything is fine. I think things will be much
better now."
As we drove home I wondered what my punishment would be and what the
solution was that my father came up with.
I have a solution. I thought, take my side for once. Maybe dad will
realize that Jim was lying and Jim will be in trouble. Yeah, that's it.
Mom won't tell me what dads "good solution to the problem" is because dad
wants to tell me that Jim is in trouble for lying and I'm off the hook. I
got to be out of school for a week, do whatever I wanted and relax and
Jim got in trouble.
I was in a good mood, I was sure that was what was going to happen, all
my worries went out the window. In fact, I felt such a huge weight off my
shoulders I relaxed so much I fell asleep.
I heard my mother calling my name. "Bob, wake up. Wake up honey, we're
home."
I opened my eyes and looked around, I must have been really out, because
it took me a second to figure out where I was.
I sat up in the seat and my mother said, "Come on Bob, you need to go in
and see your father, he should be in his office."
I said, "Okay mom," I said with a yawn.
I walked in the house and went to see my father. I don't think I was ever
more confident that I was right then. I walked into my fathers office,
with my mother behind me and with a smile on my face I said, "What's up
dad?"
He looked at my mother with a very confused look on his face. She just
shrugged her shoulders.
"What's up?" he said. "Well, your mother and I have been doing a lot of
talking."
"I want you to know that we feel that we are doing what is best for you
and the rest of the family," my mother cut in.
My father said, "You know I don't tolerate liars in my house."
Here it comes, I thought, here comes the 'I'm sorry Bob, we were wrong we
know now that Jim was lying and he is in deep trouble."
"Yes dad I know," I said. I still had a smile on my face.
"I'm no longer going to let you just lay around and watch TV anymore," he
said.
Okay, I have been a little lazy lately. But still I want to know how much
trouble Jim is in.
"Yes dad, I won't watch so much TV. You're right," I said.
"Now your mother and I have done a lot of research and we have found a
solution to your problem," he said.
It took me a second to figure out what he said.
"Good.....Wait....My....my problem?" I asked.
"Yes honey," my mother said, "we have come to the realization that you
are a sissy. We have spent the last week looking up information on
sissies. We now know that is what the problem is. You aren't happy the
way you are now and you want to be surrounded in girlie things. Your
brother actually brought it to our attention that you might be a sissy.
He really cares about you. "
I couldn't speak, I couldn't even move. I just stood there with my mouth
open.
My father said, "Now with the help of your brother and sister, there have
been a few changes around here. There are many more changes to come.
"First things first," he continued, "as of right now you are to answer to
your brother and sister as you would me or your mother. To make it clear,
your brother and sister are just as much in charge of you as your mother
and I are."
"But, I..." I stuttered. "I'm...I'm not a sissy. What makes you think I'm
a sissy?"
My mother said, "Well, for starters, all those panties you stole from
your sister."
"But I di..." I started to say.
"Having panties up to your nose while in the bathroom. That's just
gross," my father said.
"Masturbating with her panties. Now that is really gross," my mother
said.
"No, I ..." I said.
My father said, "That will never happen again, if you get caught
masturbating you will be severely punished."
"Your closet had some of your sisters skirts in hidden the back," my
mother said.
"The day before you left to goto your grandparents house you told your
sister that you would stop taking her clothes if she would help you buy
your own," my father said.
"The make-up kit that was in the top drawer of your dresser. The one you
ruined by mixing the colors. The very expensive one that I got your
sister for Christmas," my mother said.
"I didn't do any of that," I said. "I never said that to Kim, I never
took any of her things."
My father stood up and walked over to me and said, "Let's go up to your
room, we'll talk more there."
I looked up at him and said, "Dad, please believe me. I didn't do any of
that."
He looked at me and said, "I'm tired of the lies. This is for your own
good and the good of the family."
I turned and looked at my mother with tears in my eyes and said, "Mom?
I'm not a sissy."
She said, "I'm sorry honey, it's for your own good. You'll be much
happier this way. You may not know it now but you will be."
"But why are Jim and Kim in charge of me also?" I asked.
My mother said, "Since you have been so lazy we figured you need someone
constantly keeping you on your toes."
"Someone will always be around to make sure you are the best sissy
possible," my father said.
My mother said, "I'm looking into classes that will teach you to be more
ladylike. Also maybe a dance class like hip hop or jazz, something so you
can wear one of those cute little dance costumes. You'll love those."
I sat down in the chair next to me with tears streaming down my face.
"I'm not a sissy," I said, "Mom... dad ....please say you are joking."
"It's not a joke Bobbie," my father said.
I looked up and said, "What?" they never call me Bobby.
My father said, "We will be calling you Bobbie from now on, that's with
an 'ie' not a 'y'."
"You will be no longer be considered a male at all. You are a sissy, and
you will be called 'her' or 'she'". My mother said.
My father said, "It's all in the Sissy Pledge that the family put
together, you will read and sign it. It will be posted in your bedroom
and you will read it out loud every morning, before you leave your room."
My mother said, "In addition to being more ladylike, you will also learn
to write girlie also."
"You will be dressed in your sissy clothes or uniform at all times,
except when you are in school," my father said.
"Uniform?" I said.
"Yes, no more being lazy, you will be the family maid," my father said.
"You are going on a diet too. You'll be in sissy-girl shape in no time,"
my mother said.
I stood up and moved so I could see both of them at the same time.
I said, "I won't."
My father said, "What did you say?"
"I said I won't do it," I told him. "I won't do any of it. If you call me
Bobbie I won't answer, I won't take any classes, I won't do what any of
you say."
In about one second or less I heard a ripping sound and my father had me
over his knee. He spanked me for about two or three minuets. I was crying
and screaming. I was begging him to stop.
He stopped for a second and said, "Are you going to be a good sissy?"
"Dad, please!" I cried.
He went back to spanking me for another minuet or so. I was crying so
hard I could barely breath.
My father stopped again and said, "Are you going to be a good sissy?"
I took a breath and said, "Yes, I'll be good."
He went back to spanking me, after a few seconds he stopped and said,
"Are you going to be a good sissy?!"
"Yes! I will! Please stop!" I cried.
"Yes you will, what?" he said.
I sobbed for a second or two and my fathers hand went up.
"I'll be a good sissy! I'll be good!" I yelled before he hit me again.
"What is your name?" he said.
"Bobbie," I said, "with an 'ie'."
He let me stand up and I felt air on my butt. I looked and saw that my
jeans were ripped at the pocket from one side to the other. Completely
exposing my red butt.
My mother said, "Before your little tantrum, I was going to tell you that
if you don't listen or don't do what you are told, you will get a
spanking. There will be other punishments if you continue to give us a
problem. We are trying to help you be the best sissy that you can be. I
think you'll like your new life."
I said, "What if I don't like being a sissy? Can I go back to my old way
of life?"
My father said, "Go back to being a fat, lazy and pretending to be a man?
Not a chance in hell. You are a sissy and that is what you will always
be, that's final."
My father said, "Go up to your room, I want you to read your sissy
pledge. If you have any questions you better ask right away. This is your
only chance to get the rules clear, if you mess up you will be punished."
My mother was at the door of the office, she opened the it and motioned
for me to go first.
I slowly walked out the door with tears still running down my cheeks.
My mother said, "Oh Bobbie, it's not that bad. Things are going to
change, but I really think you'll be happier in the long run. Trust me."
We walked up the stairs and down the hall. I looked towards my room and
saw my brother and sister standing near the door. As I got closer I saw
that the door was painted light pink. I slowed down and almost stopped,
my mother gave me a little push and I kept going. It felt like my heart
was beating a thousand times a second.
My mother said, "Bobbie, here is your new room!"
I couldn't believe my eyes. The carpet was a darkish pink. The bed had a
hot pink headboard in the shape of a heart. White sheets with 'Barbie' in
a pink heart print. The blanket was pink on one side with a large white
heart that said 'Barbie' in pink and white on the other with a large pink
heart that said 'Barbie' in white. The dresser was white with pink hearts
all over it. The walls had hearts in random sizes in random shades of
pink all over. The lamp, curtains, make-up table, everything was in pink,
white and had 'Barbie' all over it.
There were girls magazines, posters of men with their shirts off and
ripped jeans showing off their muscles, stuffed animals, dolls, a Barbie
dollhouse and all kinds of things that you would find in a girls room.
I looked over at the open closet and saw nothing but girls clothes. A few
of the dresser drawers were open and had all kinds of panties, socks and
tights. My make-up table was full of all kinds of make-up and lotions.
My mother walked over and opened another closet door and said, "These are
your maids uniforms. You will wear a garter belt and seemed stockings
with them. You will have your uniform on when you are doing your chores
around the house."
She took one out and showed it to me. It was black with a white apron
that tied in a big bow in back. It was off the shoulder style and only
came a little higher than mid thigh. It also had a little white cap that
clipped in my hair.
"You will be a very girlie sissy," she said, "We will make sure of that,
I assure you."
My father led me over to the wall near the door and said, "This is your
sissy pledge, read it, understand it and sign it. Because you will live
by it."
There was a large hot pink poster with fancy white designs around the
border, with black lettering. There was a faint white silhouette of a
ballerina behind the lettering.
It said:
Bobbie's Sissy Pledge
"I, Bobbie Lynn, pledge that as a sissy I will strive to maintain the
best service for everyone around me. I will take extra steps in order to
give everyone exactly what is needed. If for any reason I do not live up
to the correct comportment of a sissy or I am in any way not ladylike I
expect to be punished. I will except my punishment in anyway it is
administered and who it is administered by. I understand that I need to
be a perfect sissy at all times. Everything I am to do, I do it with a
smile, a curtsey and without question. I understand that I am only a
sissy and that I am not nor was I ever a real man."
I promise to be a good sissy. I will listen. I will do what I am told
and I will do it while looking as pretty as possible.
I am to serve whoever and whenever I am needed, without question.
Including my Father, Mother, Brother, Sister and anyone else who is in
need of my services.
I will always do what I am told to do by others including but not
limited to my Father, Mother, Brother or Sister.
When serving others I am to curtsey and smile without showing my
braces/teeth.
When I am meeting or otherwise not serving others, I am to smile and
show my braces/teeth to show everyone that I am a happy sissy.
I am to address Men as Sir and Women as Mam.
-I am to refer to my Father as Sir or Father, never Dad or other
variations.
I am to refer to my Mother as Mam or Mother, never Mom or other
variations.
I am never to wear Pants, Capris, Shorts, Skorts or anything that
resembles pants.
I am never to wear any dress or skirt that falls below my knee. Mid
thigh or above is preferred.
When not in school I will only wear my sissy clothes.
-I will only wear male clothing at school.
I am to keep my legs and the rest of my body clean shaven at all times.
I am to wear a camisole and panties at all times, unless given
permission otherwise.
My nails, hair and make-up must be done perfectly.
I must not have any runs in my pantyhose, tights or stockings.
The seems on all my stockings must straight.
My uniforms must be clean and wrinkle free at all times.
I will only wear 4 inch heels with my uniform.
3 inch heels are acceptable when not in uniform.
Heels lower than 3 inches require special permission.
-I will not touch myself in any sexual way ever.
I will strive to live by this pledge always. I understand that new rules
can be added to this pledge at any time.
Signed By:
Bobbie Lynn
Other things that were added over time are:
-I must never call my brother by his name. I must only call him Sir.
I will keep my body tan as much as possible.
"We will let you stay in your room as you are for tonight, although I
suggest you find something to put on in place of your ripped jeans.
Unless you like your red ass showing," My father said. "Oh and by the
way, your door doesn't shut. It its permanently mounted to the wall
behind it."
They all left as I sat on my new bed just looking around. It felt like it
wasn't real, like it was a bad dream or something.
About a half hour later my mother came back and said, "Honey, let me help
you get into something else so you don't have to wear those ripped boys
jeans."
I was numb, she took out a very short all pink dress. It had straps that
were about an inch wide. It was very frilly and had flowers around the
bust about six inches wide and stopped under each arm. It ended just
below my butt and had patching panties.
I was exhausted, after mother put me in my new nightie I laid down in my
new bed and passed out.
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My mother came in and said, "I just wanted to add the new rule to your
sissy pledge."
Again waking me out of my daydream.
She went over and wrote :
-I will wear a bra at all times unless told differently.
She gave me a kiss in the cheek and said, "Don't forget to do the dusting
too, my cute little sissy."
"Yes Mam," I said.
Then she went back down stairs.
The End Of Part 3
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