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My Sissy Life
Part 4
I started putting my clothes away. I picked up my bra and panty sets and
thought to myself.
Wow, I've come a long way from that first day dressing as a sissy. From
being terrified about going outside in a skirt to it becoming almost
normal. Who am I kidding, it is normal now.
I'm a sissy, I know it, my family knows it, heck, the whole town knows
it. I do what I'm told and I do it while looking as pretty as possible.
The first year was the hardest. Having to learn how to do laundry, serve
food correctly, how to clean correctly, to listen to every single word
when I was given instructions. How to dress and do my makeup. Things
haven't really gotten easer, I work very hard to be a good sissy and do
what is expected of me, only now I know what to do. If one or both of my
parents said that I wasn't required to do what I was told anymore, I
don't think I'd know what to do. I've been trained to just do what I'm
told.
Like I said, it was hard, there were a lot of punishments. Everything
from a spanking to serving as a maid/waitress at my cousins 15th
birthday party when I was 14, with all his friends pinching and slapping
my butt., while the girls all laughed at me. There were other
punishments, I'll get to those later. I guess the point was to help me
become the perfect sissy and I'd say it worked. I can pass for a normal
teenage girl when I'm not in my uniform and I'm a very obedient maid.
I went to put my new under things in my top drawer. When I opened it I
saw my garter belt and stockings. I thought of the time, about three
months after I started dressing as a sissy. I asked my mother if I could
maybe get those stay-up stockings, so I didn't have to hook my garter
belt every time I was in my uniform. "Oh, stop being such a lazy girl."
she said "A good sissy maid should always wear a garter belt and
stockings with seems."
Before I put my last bra and panty set away I stopped and thought that I
better put one on. I really don't want to be punished.
My father has let my brother punish me in the past. Like when he told me
to wash his jock strap by hand, I forgot, he let it go the first time
but after that he made me wear it over my head to help me remember. It
only took three times and I never forgot after that, if I didn't have to
learn so much all at once it wouldn't have taken me so long to remember.
Lately, my father has let Jim administer my punishments more and more.
My brother can be very creative, he has taken to bondage, he seems to
love tying me up.
As I put my new panties on they felt very silky and the way they were
designed felt much different than the cotton ones I normally wore. My
bra felt really weird, I only wore camisoles before, but in time I was
sure that it would feel normal. I didn't matter anyway, I had to wear
them no matter how they felt.
I went to put my other clothes away and saw my new 'school girl' skirt.
It was one of the longer skirts I owned, I figured that my mother would
most likely have me shorten it later. I thought of my first mini skirt
and the first time I wore it.
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After my mother put me in my pink nightie and I went to sleep, I was
woken up the next morning by my sister. She was sitting on the edge of
my bed.
"Bobbie, time to wake up. We have a lot of stuff to do this morning."
she said.
I looked at the clock, it said 7:30 am. I had slept for thirteen and a
half hours.
"Where is mom?" I asked.
"You mean mother, don't you?" she said. "I'll let that go this time, but
if you make that mistake again I'm gunna have to tell dad and you will
be punished."
"Yes," I said, "I meant to say where is mother."
She smiled and said, "Good girl. Mom and dad went out for breakfast.
Now let's get going."
I said "Where are we going?"
"Mom and dad told me to help you get started," she said.
"Get me started?" I asked.
"Yes, little sissy," she said, "you have a lot to learn today. We'll
start with shaving your legs."
Kim brought me in the bathroom and made me strip naked. I was happy to
be out of that stupid nightie. She started a bath and put bubble soap in
it. Soon a very girlie smell filled the room and the tub was filled with
bubbles. She showed me how to shave my legs, being careful not to cut
myself. I didn't have much hair on my body at all but she said that it
was good practice. Also, I was not to have any hair on my body anyway,
no matter how little I had to start with. I didn't have to shave my
underarms or anywhere else because there wasn't any hair at all. I was
told to sit there and soak for awhile.
She said, "The bubble soap that I put in your bath will help make your
skin softer. There is some lotion in your room that you will put on
everyday that will make your skin feel more girlie and feminine also."
"Yes Mam," I said.
"Bobbie you can still call me Kim if you want, I don't mind," she said.
"Okay Kim," I said.
"Just remember," she said, "I'm still in charge little sissy."
"Yes Kim," I said.
After about forty-five minuets she had me get out of the tub and handed
me a very fluffy pink towel. I wrapped it around me and started to walk
to my room.
Kim stopped me and said, "No, no sissy. You have the towel around your
waist like a boy, you are hardly a boy. Girls put the towel around their
chest. You don't want to show off your little boobies do you?"
"No Kim," I said as I fixed the towel "no I don't."
"Okay," she said, "now get your little butt in your room, we have a lot
of work to get done."
I went back into my room, was still in shock at how girlie it was. I
entered my room and saw the clothes I was to wear on my bed. I guess I
was in shock in general, because I stripped in front of my sister and
took a bath without any protest. Now I'm naked in front of her again as
I'm getting dressed.
First Kim had me rub scented lotion on my legs. Then I stepped into my
panties and pulled them up. It felt very strange on my clean shaven
legs. I put on my camisole and Kim handed me a stonewashed denim mini
skirt. It went to just above mid thigh, I felt like I was showing my
panties with every movement. Then she handed me a polo shirt, it was
pink with purple edging. I was then given a thin belt in matching pink.
There were white ruffled socks on the bed, so I sat down and put them
on.
My sister said, "Mom said that she wants to be here when you start
walking in your heels, so you get to wear sneakers today."
Then she gave me a pair of pink converse sneakers.
She took me over to my makeup table and started to do my makeup.
"You'll learn to do this by yourself, but today I don't have time to
teach you." she said.
When she was done with my makeup she painted my fingernails in the same
pink as my sneakers, belt and shirt.
She stopped, looked at my hair and said, "Well, your hair is kinda on
the short side, but I think I can make it look cute."
She put in a few barrettes, used a brush, a comb and some hair spray.
After about twenty minutes she stepped back and said "All done. Wow, you
are a cutie. Go look in your mirror, I think you'll be very happy."
I went over to the mirror and couldn't believe what I saw. There was a
girl looking back at me, I looked like a girl you might see at the mall
or something. It was unreal.
"What do you think my little sissy sister?" Kim asked.
I knew better than to say that I didn't want to be dressed like this at
all and that I'm not a sissy. So I said "I love it Kim, thank you for
helping me."
"Oh, no problem," she said, "I loved doing it. You were really born to
be a sissy, you look so good."
"Thank you, Mam," I said.
She looked at the clock, it said 11:00am.
She said "Oh, we better hurry up, we are going to be late."
She took my hand and brought me down stairs.
As we were going down the stairs I asked, "Late for what? Where are we
going?"
She handed me a small pink purse with a thin strap and led me out the
front door.
I felt the warm air under my skirt and on my smooth bare legs.
"Kim," I said, "where are we going? Couldn't we just stay inside the
house today?"
"I don't think so sissy, we are meeting up with mom and dad at Jim's
football game."
My head started spinning, I couldn't walk, everything almost went black,
I started to fall. My sister kind of caught me and slowed my fall. I
landed on one knee as I came back to reality.
"Oh Bobbie, are you okay?" she said.
"Yeah Kim, I'll be fine, could we go back in now?" I asked.
She looked down at my knee and said, "Let's go in and put a band-aid on
your knee, you must have scraped it when you fell."
I was very happy that we were going back inside. I really didn't want
anyone to see me dressed like I was.
Kim went into the bathroom and came out with a wet paper towel and a
band-aid for my knee. She took the paper towel and wiped up the little
trickle of blood that was running down my shin and put the band-aid on.
"There you go little sissy," she said. "Is that better?"
I looked at my knee and saw that it had a Hello Kitty band-aid on it. It
just keeps getting better.
"Yes Kim, thank you," I said.
"Good," she said. "Okay, lets go."
"But, I thought...You said that we.....Aren't we staying home now?" I
stammered.
"When did I say that?" she asked.
I said, "When I fell outside, you said we could go back in."
"Yeah," she said. "I said we could go back in and fix your knee, now we
are going to watch Jim play football. Make sure you have your purse.
Lets go."
"Are you really making me go outside like this? I can't let everyone see
me like this," I said.
She said, "You're lucky that you are wearing that outfit. Since we are
going to a football game, I wanted to dress you in my old cheerleader
uniform, but mom said no."
We walked toward the football field. I was never more scared and
nervous. We walked out to the sidewalk I could see people out for a
walk, cutting their grass and washing their cars.
A neighbor yelled, "Hey Kim!"
Another said, "Who's your friend?"
"My little sister," she yelled back.
"Yeah, right," they called back.
We kept walking to the field, I couldn't believe I was dressed like
this, let alone outside. I knew that soon I'd be at the football game, I
couldn't think of a way that it would turn out good.
I could feel how short my skirt was, the air going up under it and how
it felt like it was riding up. I kept trying to adjust it.
"Stop trying to pull your skirt down," she said. "It's not going to get
any longer."
"Sorry Kim," I said, "it's just that it feels like everyone can see
underneath."
"You are a sissy, this isn't the last time that you'll be wearing a
short skirt or dress out in public. If I were you I'd get use to it,"
she said.
"I don't know if I can," I said.
"Well," she said, "think of it this way, the boys will like seeing your
legs."
"Gross," I said, "I don't want boys looking at me."
"You saw yourself in the mirror," she said "you make a very cute girl.
I'm sure boys will checking you out. If they find out that you are a
cute sissy and not a cute girl they might not like it. So, I guess
you'll just have to try to be the best girl you can be."
We kept walking, it seemed like a hundred miles away or maybe I just
wished it was. Anyway, we came up on the football field, we walked over
to the bleachers and found my parents.
"Kim, Bobbie over here!" my mother yelled as she waived her arms.
I wanted to crawl in a hole. There were a lot of people there and no one
cared about what my mother was doing or saying. The way it looked from
my perspective it seemed that everyone was looking at me.
My father looked at me with a half smile and a huff, like he was kind of
holding back his laughter. He looked down at my knee and said, "Did ya
cut yourself shaving?"
"No sir, I fell," I said.
He just kinda laughed and shook his head.
My mother said, "Bobbie, you look so cute. I love that skirt on you.
Kim, you did such a good job with her hair and makeup."
We sat and watched the game for about tem minuets or so and then my
mother said to my father, "Jerry, I'm going to take her now, we'll meet
you back home." She gave him a kiss, stood up, grabbed my hand and led
me towards the car.
When we got in I said, "So are we going home? If you did this to scare
me, it worked. I'll be the best son ever."
"Oh, no honey," she said, "we aren't trying to scare you. This is for
real, will be going out like this a lot. Also, we don't consider you our
son at all, you are a sissy, if anything you are more like a daughter."
I didn't say a word, I just sat back and hoped we would get home soon.
As I looked out the window I saw that we were headed for the highway.
"Mom! Err, I mean mother!" I exclaimed. "I thought you said we were
going home."
"Home?" she said. "I never said we were going home."
"When where are we going? I don't want more people seeing me like this,"
I said.
She smiled and said, "We are going to the mall sweety."
"The mall?" I said. "Don't I have enough clothes?"
She said, "Oh, we aren't getting you clothes. You are going to get your
ears pierced."
I tried to speak but nothing came out, I almost couldn't breath. Finally
I forced words out. "Mother, what about school?" I said.
"What about it?" she asked.
"What will the school say about me having my ears pierced? I might get
in trouble," I said, hoping that she would change her mind.
"Lots of kids get their ears pierced and goto school. They don't get in
trouble," she said.
"Yes, but what about..." I said as I was cut off.
"Bobbie Lynn!" she said "You will be getting your ears pierced and you
will be going to school, that is final! I have heard enough of your
sissy whining and crying. If you didn't want to be treated as a sissy
then you shouldn't have stolen your sisters clothes and hid them in your
room. I don't want to hear another word out of you for the rest of the
ride."
I was silent. I didn't say a single word. I didn't even move.
We got to the mall and went in. My mother led me to a store that was
full jewelry. She told me to go look at the different things. She went
to talk to the girl behind the counter.
After about five minuets my mother called out "Bobbie, Come over here!"
I walked over and stood next to my mother.
She said, "Go sit down, I already picked out your new earrings."
I sat down and accepted my fate. I felt like I was going to the electric
chair. The girl put a mark on my ear, lined up the piercing gun and
pulled the trigger.
I turned my head so she could do my other ear and she said, "No honey,
one more on this side."
I walked out of the mall with two sets of earrings in my ears.
We got in the car and I was silent.
My mother knew I was upset. She said, "Don't worry Bobbie, I know
everything is new, but things will get better. Just wait till your
birthday party, you will love it."
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Suddenly I was pulled back, I turned my head to see that my brother was
pulling on my bra. Just as I was going to ask him to please stop, he let
it go. It snapped on my skin and I fell forward a little.
He said, "Stop daydreaming, you have work to do sissy."
"Yes sir," I said. "I saw the note about your jock strap."
"No just that," he said, "I'm gunna have a bunch of the guys over later
tonight, I want the house clean and I want you to be in your serving
uniform by 7:00 pm. Don't screw up or you will be punished."
"Yes sir," I said.
The End Of Part 4
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