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The Campaign Manager By Sissie Maid Cuckold Ms. Sara Whitmore was running for governor and Beverly Stanton was her campaign manager. Sara was a very accomplished woman having excelled in college in both academics and sports and even served as a Military officer. She was also a very beautiful woman, well spoken and even better mannered. She was likely to win the governorship but Beverly was not taking any chances. She too was a very accomplished woman though much younger than Sara. Beverly had been the class president in high school and college. She had been the president of several clubs and was a strong advocate of women's rights. Most men turned her stomach especially the macho ones or the ones who thought they were better than woman. Thus most of the campaign workers under her were female. When Robert Bloomberg applied for a job she was quite suspicious. First because she had to protect her candidate from compromise or sabotaged in letting in a plant from the other side and second because her candidate appealed mainly to women and he was guy. She needed the help but wasn't taking any chances so she called Robert into her office for an extensive interview. "Hi... glad you come by Robert. So you want to work for the Whitmore campaign, can you tell me why you're interested in working for this campaign as opposed to one of the other ones?" "Ah..well...I just like her style, she sort of reminds me of my mother and my mother was really cool and I think it's time we have a woman for governor, don't you?" "Yes I do Robert but what I think is not as important as what you think right now so just please answer my questions and refrain from asking me any...OK?" "Ya, sure, sorry." "So tell me about your mother and your father." "Well I never knew my dad I was raised by my mother. Well she was strict I guess you could say always made me mind my manners and learn to be polite and respectful. She was a good mother and I learned a lot from her that I don't think most boys learned from their moms." "Give me an example of the biggest lesson you learned from her about respect and being polite." "Ah, well, ah I guess maybe it would be the time I hit Cathy Jennings with a snow ball, well actually about five snow balls. She was walking home from school and had her hands full of books and I ran up on her and kept hitting her with snowballs and made her cry and got her all wet and ruined some of her papers. My mother was really mad when she found out. And when she did she called up Cathy's mother and asked her to bring Cathy over so I could apologize and she could see me get punished. Cathy's Mom Mrs. Jennings and Cathy came over. I told her I was sorry and then my mom made me bend over her lap where she administered 25 swats, five for each snow ball I threw, with a shoe on my butt, wow did it hurt and boy was it embarrassing. I don't know which was worse the pain or the humiliation. When she was done she made me stand back up and face Cathy and ask her if I could please carry her books home for her the rest of the year. Cathy said she did not want to walk home with me every day but if I walked behind her it was OK. My mother told her that was a great idea and I should walk five steps behind her and if I didn't or if I did anything else wrong to tell her and she would increase my punishment." "I see... so how did you feel about that?" "Well I never did anything mean to a girl ever again that's for sure." The story seemed to excite something in Beverly and she wanted to know more before moving on. "No I mean how did it make you feel to be punished in front of her and to have to be her servant for the rest of the year." "It made m feel kind of weird like I really was her servant or something. I mean she treated me like I was and teased me about it telling her girl friends that I was her slave. And she said if I complained she would tell my mother I was misbehaving even though I wasn't. I guess she made me a little bit afraid of her power." "When you think back on it now how do you look at it? Was it a good thing or bad thing?" Robert looked at Beverly and turned bright red. "I see, your face has given you away, it excites you a bit doesn't it thinking about being punished in front of her and having to be her servant?" Robert had to look down he knew she was understanding how he felt and what he was thinking and then he said, "I guess so a little, I'm sorry, I..." "No I'm sorry for embarrassing you, it's ok it's normal and I think a good thing so let's move on. So what are some of the things you learned from your mom, you said you learned things from your mom that most boys don't learn." "Well Ya, it was just my mom and me so we did a lot of things together and I guess because she was a girl a lot of those things were well like girl things that most boys don't usually learn." "And what do you identify as GIRL things Robert?" "You know like cleaning house, cooking, doing laundry and stuff like that." "And you categorize those things as girl things. You think only women should do menial tasks like housework and men shouldn't?" Robert could see that Beverly was a bit riled over this last statement of his. "Oh no Ma'am you misunderstand me that's what I am saying I was lucky because she taught me how to do those things so when I moved out and was on my own I could take care of myself. I even was able to get a job at a motel cleaning because of my skills which helped me work my way through school." "Really, you worked as a maid?" "No...well, I guess you could say that I was really just a cleaner." "I see, well Robert I am impressed and I will hire you for the campaign. Now I want you to know that I am very passionate about getting Ms. Whitmore elected and I am on my guard for those who might gain entrance to the campaign to try and sabotage her election. I want you to know it's your responsibility to inform me of any irregularities concerning any of the workers." "Well thank you Ma'am but how's come you trust me so much so fast you don't even know me?" "It's simple Robert, your mother, she raised you right and she taught you to respect women and any guy who has learned that is my kind of guy. I know you will do well and I know you will go far. Work hard Robert and I will find more for you to do." "Thank you Ma'am, I will, I will work hard, anything you want me to do just ask Ma'am and I will do it I will I promise..." "Ok Robert I get it and I believe you now get out there and see Cindy, she's the red head over there in the corner and tell her I sent you to her, shell know what to do." Robert did as told and was a tireless worker. He put in his 8 hours on the clock and usually several more off the clock. He gained the attention and admiration of the staff as a hard worker who never complained even when given the worst jobs. He simply did his work. And true to his word he was very respectful of the ladies. Beverly watched him carefully for any deviation or failure and saw none. So when she decided to hold a little party for chief staff at her place she also invited Robert to help with the party. She had him prepare the event and some of the food and then to act as the waiter taking care of everyone, all of whom were women. It was near midnight by the time the last of the guests left but it was a Saturday so not a big deal. "Robert I would like to have you clean up this mess but it's to late tonight would you like to stay over and do it in the morning?" "Robert was caught off guard but thrilled at the invitation. "Ya sure that would be fine if it's ok with you?" "Well I am the one who suggested it aren't I, of course it's Ok with me I have a spare bed room come on I will show you." Robert followed her down the hall and she turned off into a bed room. "I know you didn't plan on spending the night so I'll get you a night shirt to wear to bed. When you're done in the shower put your clothes in the hamper in the bathroom and I'll put them in the wash so they are clean for tomorrow." "I could probably just wear them again tomorrow..." "No you're not going to be wearing dirty clothes around me its no problem to wash them do as I say." Beverly went and came back with a plain nightgown made of cotton off white with a few pink bows around the collar and a matching pair of panties. "Look I know these are not men's but it's all I have that is plain and no one will see you or know so wear them to bed." Robert looked at her stunned and said nothing. Beverly seizing the moment said, "Do as I say Robert or I'll do like your mother did when you were bad and put you over my knee and spank you!" Robert's eyes grew very big and his face started to turn red and kept turning more red as time went on. Beverly smiled, "Maybe you would prefer that I DID spank you, I think you might like that, well maybe later now get cleaned up and changed and don't disobey me." "Yes Ma'am." Robert did as told, turned out the light and got into bed. Shortly after he got in bed his bedroom door opened and Beverly turned the light on and approached him. Robert held the covers up around his neck as she came closer. "I am not used to being disobeyed Robert now pull down the covers and let me see you have the gown and panties on!" Robert was shocked but did as he was told. His legs were tight together and the white gown fell half way to his knees. Beverly noticed he had a little hard on from the protrusion under his gown. She looked him over and told him to lift up the hem of his nightgown to revel his panties and then she would let him go to sleep. Embarrassed but too scared not to obey Robert lifted his hem showing off his white panties to Beverly. "Very good Robert, it looks like a perfect fit, is it comfortable?" "Ah yes its comfortable." "Good, you look very nice in it, turn over on you tummy for me please." Beverly said with a sweet smile. Robert did as told and after he had turned Beverly sat on the bed next to him and put her hand on Robert's bottom. She slowly rubbed it while she said, "You know Robert I like you, I like you a lot and I think you have a lot of potential. You really do know how to respect a woman which is a very rare thing for men. For example most men would have refused to put a woman's nightgown on stating it was beneath them but you did as asked and it looks so good on you and it also feels so good against you. It proves to me that you don't think you're better than women like most men think, I like that Robert, I like that a lot. You keep doing as I tell you and things could get pretty nice. And maybe just maybe tomorrow you can earn a spanking from me, you'd like that Robert wouldn't you? Well you can dream about it you can pretend I am putting you over my lap in this nightgown and spanking you in front of Cathy and when I get done she gets a turn. I know you'd like that so dream about it tonight while you sleep. Sweet dreams sweetie." Roberts little dick was as stiff as a steel rod and he turned over as soon as Beverly left the room and he was sure she was gone and played with it thinking about the suggestions Beverly had made and came in seconds. Then he did it two more times before falling asleep. It had everything he fantasized about including a beautiful woman touching him even if it was only his bottom it felt sexy. Beverly put his clothes in the washer like she promised and turned it on but did not close the lid. So when morning came Roberts clothes were soaking wet. "Robert, Robert, Bob, Bobby, Bobby..." "Huh? Oh I was dreaming I mean what, I am, where are my clothes?" Robert said confused as Beverly woke him. He felt relaxed but also a bit confused. "They are not ready yet I forgot close the lid so they soaked all night. Did you play with yourself after I left last night?" "What? What are you asking?" "I didn't stutter Bobby, I gave you enough stimulants with my words, my hands and my clothes that I have no doubt you began to play with yourself as soon as I left. How many times did you cum?" No Answer came. "I could pull down the covers and check for myself now is that what you want or would you rather tell me." "It's very embarrassing." "Well then just answer my question and get it over so we can move on now how many times did you cum last night?" "Three." "Three...you, must have enjoyed the situation a lot. Is this the first time you have ever worn girl's clothes?" Robert hesitated not wanting to lie but also no wanting to admit to Beverly that he had worn them before. "Oh so you have, tell me about it." "Ah do I have too it's embarrassing." "So you think boys are better than girls that you are beneath wearing something feminine and that it makes you less for doing so, what would your mother think?" "No its just boys don't..." "Boys don't what? They don't wear girl's clothes? Who are you kidding most boys consider that to be the biggest prize of all to put on a pretty girls clothes so quit lying to me and tell me the truth." "Yes Ok yes I have worn girl's clothes before, my mother made me wear them." "Ok tell me about how or when she made you wear them." "Every year for Halloween for as long as I can remember she said it was the one day she could enjoy having a daughter and that I owed her that much so I had to dress up for Halloween as a girl every year." "So did your friends know about it?" "Only one and she wasn't really a friend, Cathy knew and my mother would take me to the other side of town where no one knew us and I had to go door to door dressed in some feminine costume. It was the year after I had hit her with the snowballs and she said it was just a reminder to me to make sure I respected women." "What did Cathy think about it all?" "Oh she loved it; she even took pictures of me and used them to make me do things for her." "Like what kinds of things?" "Mostly it was to clean her room she was pretty sloppy and when it got bad she would tell me I had to come over and clean her room or she would show the pictures to everyone at school." "What else did she make you do?" "Well the worse time was one time I went over to supposedly clean her room and it was already clean but she said she wanted me to put on a fashion show for her. I told her no way and I refused but she called up my friend Joey and told him she had something to show him so I gave in. She made me wear about 6 different dresses and she even put makeup on me, it was horrible." "Was that the only time she made you wear a dress?" "Ya well while we were doing this her mother came home and opened the door and saw us. She told Cathy she had gone too far and was not being fair to me. So she was not allowed to make me dress up or clean her room or anything after that." "I think Cathy's mother was wrong, I think it would have been good for both of you if she would have been allowed to continue." "You do? Why?" "Well Cathy would have seen how nice you could be when your male alter ego was under control and you would have learned how nice girls clothes can be and how much fun we have wearing them." "I don't think so." "Why?" "Well its uncomfortable being seen in girl's clothes and Cathy never liked me." "You're so dumb! If she didn't like you why was she making you come to her house?" "To clean that's why and to taunt me." "Like I said you're just dumb! Girls don't do that if they don't like you they don't want to even see you. She liked you and I think it could have turned into something nice once you learned how to act properly around her. And you're going to tell me it wasn't fun wearing my nightgown and panties to bed last night? That you didn't like it when I rubbed your bottom?" "Well I liked that but..." "Look Bobby I hired you because I liked you and saw something good in you and thought you had promise. I let you stay here last night and wear my things for the same reason now don't screw it up by trying to pretend you didn't like it and don't ever lie to me or were done, do you understand?" "Yes Ma'am." "Ok then let's try this again, I know your embarrassed about it but you shouldn't be. I know you secretly like wearing feminine things and I like that you like it so lets cut out the bull and you be honest. NOW, did you enjoy wearing my nightgown and panties to bed last night and did you enjoy me rubbing your panty covered bottom?" Robert turned a deep red and looked down at the floor and said, "Yes Ma'am, I liked it I liked it a lot." "Now see that wasn't so difficult, now come with me." Robert got out of bed and it was obvious he had a little hard on so he folded his hands in front of him trying to cover it. Beverly ignored it though she was smiling to herself in side. She took him to her room where he stood in the short cotton nighty and matching panties while she opened a dresser drawer and took out a matching set of panties and bra and tossed them on the bed. They were yellow with a few pink bows on them. The panties were a bikini cut and the bra slightly padded and had a formed cup. Roberts's eyes grew wide as he watched her display her unmentionables so plainly. She closed the drawer and moved to the closet taking out a light blue full slip and tossed it on the bed alongside the panties and bra. After rummaging for a few more minutes she found a White dress heavily flowered with little violet plant flowers. She held it up and looked at and then said, "Yes I think this will due...don't you Bobby?" "Due for what?" "Do for you to wear while we finish laundering your clothes, you did remember they are soaking wet right?" "Oh, yes, oh no, I did forget so you want me to wear these things while my clothes are finishing up?" "Well Ya, I don't think you should be going around my house in a nightgown all morning do you?" "Well no but..." "No buts Mr. I am not asking you I am telling you, now go get a shower and then come back and put these things on." "Yes Ma'am." Robert did as told thinking the entire time about what was going on and what Beverly had said. Maybe she really did like him she was hinting pretty strongly that she did. She even said it a few times, Girls they were so mysterious why couldn't they just say what they were thinking instead of sending mixed signals and making everything so confusing. But WOW what if she really did like him like she said, I mean she is a hot mama. Robert kept thinking while he was taking his shower and then drying off. He warped the towel around his 5' 2" frame and went to Beverly's bedroom. He picked up the panties and instantly noticed it was making his little dickette hard. He dropped the towel and slid them on. These weren't cotton they were slippery and cool and silky feeling and they felt even better than the cotton panties he had worn to bed. His hard on was a problem, it wasn't that big and it went flat against his tummy but it was just not right and he knew it. Then he rembered how his mother taught him to tuck it back between his legs when wearing some of the Halloween costumes she had purchased for him. As he tried to get the little stiffe to bend, he accidently pushed against one of his testicles and it disappeared out of its ball sack. It felt weird for a second and then it was gone. At first he was confused but he learned where it went and was surprised. It had gone back up into his body cavity. He pushed the other one carefully fearful it may hurt and it too entered his body cavity. Now his little penis was able to tuck nicely back between his legs and he pulled the panties all the way up and saw how smooth and well they fit. He was actually quite proud of himself for figuring this out. Next he tried the bra. He had worn bras before but always had the assistance of his mother and in once case Cathy to help him with it. He tried several times to clasp the bra strap behind him but was unsuccessful. He grew frustrated and suddenly there was a knock at the door. "How are you making out in there?" "Good...well...I can't hook the bra strap." Came a sadden voice. Suddenly the door opened and Beverly walked right in. She picked up the bra that Robert had thrown back on the bed out of frustration and told him to turn around. He did as she said as much out of shock as anything else. Beverly fed the shoulder straps over Roberts's arms and then brought the back strap around and fastened it. "There you go sweetie, never hesitate to ask for help, some women's things can be difficult but no worries you'll learn how and I will help you. Ok let's get your slip on." Somehow her matter of fact manner calmed him and he fell into following her orders. He put his arms up as she requested and the slip fell perfectly into place. He liked it but didn't say anything. She also liked it and said, "WOW Bobby, you already look hot!" He liked the comment but was to shy to remark. "Ok let's get you into this dress so you can get to helping me." The dress was put in place and Beverly fastened the 9 buttons on the back making it almost impossible for Bobby to remove on his own. "Let's see how this works out and maybe latter we'll shave your legs and try some nylons on you and maybe a pair of heels, I think it will be fun don't you?" He was enjoying her attention and didn't want to disrupt it so he smiled and agreed not sure though if he did really want to have things go that far. "Ok now get to work and if you do a real good job of cleaning up I'll sit on the couch and you can lay across my lap and I'll run my hand up under your skirt and rub you for a while, and oh Bobby?" "Yes Ma'am?" "I noticed you tucked, I like that your panties fit and look much nicer that way but there is one other thing about that Bobby that I really like." "Yes Ma'am?" "When you're lying on your tummy over my lap it will be right where I can feel it!" She smiled a big smile at Bobby and let him to his work. Bobby thought about her remark while he was cleaning. He also noticed that when he bent he felt the bra straps tugging on him reminding him of what he was wearing. He also felt the hem of his slip and dress hitting his legs and the silkiness of the slip against his body. His dickette was half hard the entire time the panties were just constantly caressing it. The distraction occupied his mind so that it seemed in no time he was done with all the clean up. Beverly had kept a watchful eye on him and complemented him when he was finished. "Very nice job Bobby, so well done and so efficient. There was a lot to do and you got it all." "Thank you Ma'am." "Oh no Bobby that's not how you thank someone when you have a skirt on, here let me show you how o do it right, it will be fun for you to know. Take your fingers and take hold of your skirt and slip hem on each side in just the tips, yes like that. Now keep holding on, take your right foot and place it behind your left foot and dip like this. Yes very good. Ok now do it again but this time lift and extend your arms so as to lift the hems of your dress and slip. Yes, ok a little higher with the hems and a little lower with the dip. Very good you just did a curtsy, Ok practice it about ten times an bow your head slight as you do it. Yes, good, oh that one was excellent. You're really good at this Bobby. Now you know how to acknowledge someone's comments properly when you're wearing a skirt. I am so proud of you sweetie. Ok I made you a promise and you earned it lets go to the sofa!" Bobby couldn't wait for this to happen he was pretty excited and as soon as Beverly sat he was across her lap. She took her time starting out rubbing his back to relax him and then his lower legs and finally working her way up under his skirt. She noticed he humped up his bottom to make sure she could access as much of it as possible and she smiled at his doing this. "You know Bobby I like you a lot and I am very proud of you for not being one of those macho jerks. I like a man like you you're the kind of boy I have been looking for." "Thank you Ma'am." "About the Ma'am thing, its ok for you to address me that way I am your boss, your superior but I think we can be a little less formal at times like this, why don't you call me Ms. Beverly ok Bobby?" "Yes Ma'am oh sorry I mean Ms. Beverly." "Good I like that, and I'm going to call you Bobbie." "But my name is Robert Ma... I mean Ms. Beverly." "Yes I know but it's really to macho don't you think? I mean that's what I think Bobbie and I think we should think the same thing don't you Bobbie?" "I suppose so Ms. Beverly." "Good girl Bobbie, now tell me what Cathy had you wear the day she dressed you?" Bobbie had started to object to being referred to as a good girl but he felt it was just probably a slip of the tongue so ignored it, besides Beverly's hand felt so wonderful on his pantied bottom. "Oh she made me put on a pair of pink panties and a pink bra and she told me I had to wear pink because that was what sissies wore was pink. After she had me in the bra she took some of her other panties and stuffed them in the bra to make it stand out. Then she had me put on a white slip and yellow dress. The dress had a big yellow bow that went around the waist and she tied it in the back. Then she had me put on a pair of yellow shoes that had about a 2" heel and made me walk back and forth in front of her turning and everything it was humiliating. Then after a while she said I had to put on makeup and she made me sit at her vanity and put eye makeup and lipstick on me and it was right after that her mother came in and made her stop." Beverly began to rub Bobbie more between his legs stimulating his dickette and making Bobbie light headed. "I bet you really liked it when she sat you down and started putting makeup on you didn't you Bobbie?" Bobbie didn't answer. Beverly worked his penis even more and asked, "Didn't you Bobbie tell me the truth I know the truth and I will stop and send you home if you are not honest with me." "YES, YES I liked it is that what you wanted to hear I did like it and I am ashamed of it." "Oh Bobbie, don't be ashamed, you did nothing wrong. When were done here I am going to put makeup on you too and you will like that and so will I and then were going to kiss. I'm not making fun of you sweetie I am just trying to get close to you I want us to date that's all I think your wonderful." "You do, you mean it, and you're not just saying it?" "Yes I mean it. And I like it as much as you do Sweetie I want this to develop into something. I have waited my whole life for a boy like you to come along." "You don't think I'm weird for likeing it?" "No not at all I think you're special. I think you are so special that you would make a nice person to marry." "But why?" "Because you truly do respect women and you don't see yourself as superior to women. I mean look at us, isn't this nice?" "Yes it's real nice Ms. Beverly." "Bobbie I am an important woman and I expect respect but what's more imagine me having a man who wanted to do nothing but dominate me. Take away who I am and what I am. I can't be some man's puppy dog kept on a leash told what to do how to be. You have heard the saying I am sure that the boss wears the pants in the home! Men seem to think they should only be the ones to wear the pants. But look at you Bobbie you're not afraid to wear a skirt. Can you understand the message that sends to me? That you're not going to tell me what to do, what to wear, what to think?" "Yes I guess so I could not see you as somebody's maid that's for sure." "Not only are you hot Bobbie but you're smart to. You get it. You don't mind not being macho and understanding that a woman can be in charge and I mean look at us I am wearing pants and you're wearing a dress I think that says how right we are for each other don't you?" "Bobbie was already used to just agreeing with Beverly so he did, "yes Ms. Beverly." "I mean I even referred to you as a Good Girl, earlier and you didn't object you just don't know how much that means to me." Bobbie thought about that one for a minute. He was going to object but luckily he didn't or it would have been bad Oh wow he had to be careful. He could have screwed that up and this was a really good chance for him to hook up with Ms. Beverly, besides her fingers felt so wonderful. Beverly played with him for quite some time actually putting him into a sexual trance. It felt simply wonderful; he was totally relaxed and did not want it to stop. After a long time she stopped and said, "Ok let's get you hair free put some nylons on you and see how you look with some make up, if you're a good girl we'll put you back over my lap and do this some more, would you like that?" It was kind of a trick question the way she ended it with her rubbing him again but the "would you like that," covered a great deal more that he was not really to keen on but his sexual trance overruled his brain and caused him to nod his head and barley get out, "Yes I would like that a lot.". She took him to her bedroom and had him undress while the tub was filling with a sweet feminine smelling bubble bath. "You know Bobbie, you really are tiny for a boy." He immediately looked down at his little dickette and then back up to her to see her smiling at him. "Well that too but I meant your physical size. You are 5" shorter than me that would bother most girls but I like it, I like how small you are. I mean well short but also your thing, it's so tiny it's cute." Robert was sure she meant well but it made him feel so inferior that he put his hands over himself to hide it. She reached out and pulled them away. "Now don't do that, it's ok to hide it in your panties but when you're naked I want to see it. Its sooo cute it's like a babies', I love how small it is when I am rubbing you and gets hard it's still smaller than any I have ever seen. Do the men make fun of you at all when they see you?" "Ah what you mean why would they I mean they don't see me." "You mean when you were in school and took showers in gym class or in the men's restrooms no one ever saw it?" "Well I guess but I..." "Who was your best friend in School?" "Ah John Wrigley, why?" "Now don't lie to me, did you ever see his cock?" "Well ya I guess so, so what?" "How big was it?" "I don't know I didn't measure it." "Come on, was it three or four times as big as yours?" "I don't know I..." "Don't give that crap you do too know how many times and don't lie or I'll know it." "Ok I guess maybe it was maybe like 4 times as big." "NICE!" "So who were some of your other friends?" "Well there was Todd and Jeff and Mark I guess were the ones I was closest to, why?" "And how much bigger were their cocks than yours?" "...why, why do you want to know Ms. Beverly, are you just going to make fun of me?" "No sweetie that's not why I want to know I am not going to make fun of you now tell me and I will explain." "OK YES they are all a lot bigger than me problay 3 or 4 times as big, satisfied?" "Yes I am satisfied and don't get so defensive. We both know you have a tinny dick and it's really a dickette and not a dick and certainly not a cock but I already told you I think it's cute. You can't help it if it's so small and yes most girls would giggle to no end if you dropped your panties and they saw it. Some would probably laugh so hard they would roll on the floor but I didn't do that did I?" "No but your sure making a big fuss about it." "Because I care about you Bobbie and I really do think it's the cutest little dickette I have ever seen. And because I am attracted to you because of the tiny size of it while other girls wouldn't be, all they care about is size, you know SIZE DOES MATTER, well in this case the miniature size of your little dickette is one of the things I like so much about you." "OK but are you going to always be satisfied with it, I mean what if, well what if...?" "Oh you mean WHEN we have sex? No worries we'll figure that all out when the time comes, besides who says were going to have sex?" and she laughed a comforting laugh. She then reached out and took his tiny dickette between her fingers and held it a second shaking her head. "Wow and to think I have ..." "What? Have what Ms. Beverly?" "Ah nothing." "That's not fair you always make me tell." "I suppose your right; I had this boyfriend who had a cock I mean a REAL cock it was 8.5" long. He could keep it hard for hours too and ... Oh I am sorry I shouldn't talk about him to you I don't want to hurt your feelings." "It's OK, how's come you broke up with him...I you don't mind my asking?" "Oh we really didn't break up actually. He joined the service for 4 years and they sent him overseas. So he's out of country. We were never really serious about getting married he just made a great sex partner I guess you could say." "Oh I see, I didn't think you..." Beverly laughed, "Seriously you thought I was a virgin? I lost my Virginity when I was 16, I am no virgin my dear but you are aren't you?" Bobbie turned beat red and hung his head. His little dickette got stiff again. "Yes what's wrong with that?" "Oh nothing, nothing at all in fact I guessed that and I like that very much and so does your little dickette look its stiff again." This embarrassed Bobbie even more and Beverly enjoyed how easy it was to embarrass him. "Do you have to call it a dickette; can't you call it a dick or a cock?" Beverly got up and went to her closet and took out a shoe box. She carried to the bed and opened it, reached in and took out some photos, "this is a Cock Bobbie, let's not pretend you have something you don't you have a dickette not a dick and certainly not a cock, this is 8.5 inches of real man meat." "Who, who is that?" "That's Tyrell my boyfriend that I was telling you about." "He's Black!" "Well Ya if you want to see a real cock that's where you go. I have never seen a white guy with a cock like that, have you?" "No, well, but, I..." "That's a cock Bobbie a real cock and Tyrell knows how to use it so now are we going to argue about what to call your little dickette anymore or get you in the tub and get that ugly hair off your body so you look pretty for me?" Robert felt small, very small in more ways than one. He was totally intimidated. Why did he ask her that question? He should have just kept quiet and let her call it whatever she wanted. He had totally embarrassed himself now and wanted to change the subject. Fortunately she offered him the out to do just that. "What kind of bubble bath is this?" he asked sheepishly trying to distract her from the huge Black cock she had photos of. "Why do you like it?" "Oh yes it smells really good." "Good I am glad you like it I will give you the bottle and you can take a bubble bath ever morning before work so you smell good for me." Bobbie got in the tub and it was hot, real hot he sat and had to stand again and ease in. Beverly washed him with her hands making extra sure his nipples were clean and his dickette was clean but when she told him to get on his hands and knees and stuck her finger in his bottom it shocked him and he reacted. "Now listen to me Bobbie, I want you clean, all of you. It's obvious to me you have been neglecting your bottom and I want you to wash it every day like this." She took her finger and inserted it and twisted it and then pushed it in and out about a dozen times. By then it began to feel good to Bobbie and he had relaxed himself some but not completely. "If you're going to be my boyfriend Bobbie you have to be clean, very clean, no hair below the eyebrows, wash your bottom properly, take care of your nails and skin and your hair or we won't work is that clear Bobbie?" "Yes Ms. Beverly. But Tyrell had lots of hair on his body." "Yes he did but don't compare yourself to Tyrell Bobbie, first your dickette is no comparison to his cock and second I liked him for his cock and third I never let him wear my clothes so you see Bobbie you got to do things that Tyrell will never get to do." "Ok I was just trying to understand." "That's good Bobbie I like that in you, you should always ask to make sure of how I see it so you know how it is. That way you won't start to think wrong or get yourself in trouble. We're going to have to go through some of those things anyway; you know what you think about this or that and make sure you're on the right track. We certainly don't want you thinking wrongly about stuff now do we?" "No Ms. Beverly." "Good girl, I knew you were smart. By the way this week why don't you make a list of your friends, what you like on TV the movies to read and do. If you have any hobbies list them too this way I can get to know you a lot better and if there are any problems we can fix them right away OK?" "Ok I can do that, thanks for asking." Beverly smiled at Bobbie knowing she was quickly taking charge of his entire life and would turn him into her own little sissy wife real soon. She loved the idea of not having to do any housework, laundry, cooking or being under the thumb of some macho guy. Sure she loved cock and needed it too but that was easy to come by. She could easily pick up nearly any man she wanted with her looks personality and intelligence but having a sissy maid to do all of her bidding, well that was a bit more difficult to come by. After Bobbie was done she dried him off. His skin was so smooth now that he had been shaved. She taught him how to do it so he could do it on his own and cautioned him to make sure it got done. She showed him how to stand and turn his leg so he could shave behind the knee and how to shave his bottom. He really didn't have much hair and the light brown color didn't show well anyway but still she cautioned him that she would make regular inspections. When he was dried she produced a little pink ribbon and tied it around his little dickette. "There isn't that cute...I want you to wear it all the time as a symbol of your dedication to me Ok Bobbie?" Bobbie felt very emasculated with all the attention to how small he was and now as he stood there a total of 5' 2" next to Beverly who was 5' 7" with this pink bow on his manhood it was pretty devastating but he swallowed his pride and agreed." "Yes Ms. Beverly I will wear it as a symbol of my dedication to you." "Good girl." Oh how Bobbie hated it when she said that! "Ok let's see just how pretty we can make you." She started with Bobbies toes painting them a nice bright red and then his nails. Several times when Bobbie wasn't looking she took her finger and snapped on his little dickette head startling him and making him jump. "You should be paying attention so you can learn how to do this for yourself Bobbie." "Yes Ms. Beverly, how much will I have to do it?" "Never if you don't want to Bobbie I'm not forcing you to do anything I just thought you may like this and enjoy wearing pretty things that's all but if not then forget it." Bobbie knew by the tone of her voice that he had done something wrong again, "Oh it's Ok I want to learn I just didn't know how often I should dress up that's all." "That's totally up to you Bobbie; I like you when you're pretty so you decide how much you want me to enjoy looking at you OK?" "Ok Ms. Beverly." When his nails were dry she put nylons on him and noticed he got a little stiffe again. "Your little tiny dickette seems to like the nylons how do you like them?" "They feel nice, so smooth and silky I like them." "Good girl." There it was again but this time he felt it in the pit of his stomach and it somehow made him feel weak and submissive. He flushed and Beverly noticed the glassy look in his eyes. She smiled to herself and reached out with her tongue and licked the underside of his tiny little dickette and then actually sucked in into her mouth and sucked it for about 30 seconds. Bobbie loved this. After letting it fall back out she said, "This reminds me of sucking on Tyrell's little finger its sooo small but it's also sooo cute in that little pick ribbon let's get your bra on." Bobbie was so confused he didn't know what to expect next but he did know he loved the female attention he was getting. He was also in a total state of sexual trance and so it was that he asked, "Did you ever suck Tyrell's cock?" Not even realizing he asked it, in his mind he was only thinking the question. "Oh yes all the time I loved feeling that huge piece of man meat in my mouth and when he came it was wonderful, it tasted so good and I felt so nice sucking on the end of his manly cock while it spurted into my throat. I mean you saw the size of his balls they are huge and he had a lot of cum to spurt." Bobbie could visualize Ms. Beverly's lips wrapped around the big Black cock and then seeing her cheeks expand and contract as she sucked him. It made him feel strange and weak again. This time she put him in a matching set of pink bra and panties along with a pink garter belt pink slip and pink dress. She smiled at him and said, "I like it, I like it a lot let's get some makeup on you and fix your hair and see how cute you really are." She did his makeup put some earrings on and a necklace and then worked on his hair. Bobbie always wore it in a pony tail and it was pretty long especially for a boy but it was also un-styled so after brushing it out she trimmed it here and there in to a far more feminine cut. It would show when he had his hair up as usual but down it was much prettier. As they spoke Beverly played more on Bobbie's last question. "You loved it when I sucked your little dickette didn't you?" "Oh yes I loved it a lot." "So imagine having a cock that is three times as long and three times as thick as yours that's 27 times as big how that would feel. Tyrell loved it when I would suck his massive Black cock and he would put his hands on my head and fuck my mouth when he got close and then I would swallow every bit of that taste jism he had." "Does it really taste good, I mean do you really like it?" "Well to be honest I like Tyrell's cum a lot, I have sucked a couple of white guys off and they did not taste near as good." "Really, I wonder why?" "Well it's because Black semen has more pheromones in it and there is a lot move volume and its more fertile to so the sperm count is a lot higher than in whites." "What are pheromones?" "Oh they are little things we all have associated with sex. But in Black men they cause a white to become addicted to them." "No your pulling my leg how could it do that?" "No I am not; you can look it up later on the internet. It goes to your brain and makes you crave it." "Are you addicted?" "I guess I really love it and when I go without it I want it. You'll have to try it once and see for yourself." "What? You want me to suck a Black cock?" "No just saying that's all, but really you would love it I know you would and can you imagine how beautiful you would look with a Black cock between those pretty pink lips?" "But I'm a guy and I wouldn't ever..." "Now there you go again, trying to let that macho crap come out. I'm not saying you have to make a profession out of it I'm just saying how do you know unless you try it. I love it and I think it's worth trying but if you're going to be a macho pg about it forget it. I wouldn't want you to try something you might love to offend your machismo. I mean you're doing something really nice for someone and it feels so great in your mouth and when you see what you've done to them it makes you feel really great and then you get your reward. I guess I misjudged you I thought you were more open minded than that." "I'm sorry Ms. Beverly I just never thought about it that's all I don't want to make you mad I just well you know guys don't talk about doing stuff like that." "Well then that is their loss. They don't talk about wearing bras and panties or doing their nails or putting on makeup but you see how nice that is don't you?" "Yes I do and you're right about that." "Let me show you something I have never shown to anyone else." She left and came back with the box again and took out a photo of her sucking on Tyrrell's cock. "Now don't lie to me does that look hot or what?" "Oh wow it's so big in your mouth and yes I have to admit it does look hot." "Do you like it?" "Yes." "Do you like it a lot?" "Yes." "Ok then you can have it you don't have a picture of me so take that one it will get you hot whenever you look at it." Bobbie was a little shocked; sure he wanted a picture of his new girlfriend but not one with her sucking another man's cock especially a cock 27 times as big as his! What could he do? And then to top it all of it was black he could not look at it and pretend it was his little white dickette? "Oh I'm sorry Bobbie, you probably don't have a frame for it, that's OK I have an extra one here I'll put it in and you put it on your bed stand next to your bed where you can see me every mooring and every night that way you will always think about me. Isn't that a great idea?" "Oh YA that's a great idea." Bobbie didn't know how to tell her he really didn't want to look at her sucking another man's cock twice a day. "Good glad you like it I can't wait to visit you and see it sitting there." She was now done with Bobbie's make up. "Now Missy, let's see how you look, look at yourself in the mirror." Bobbie cringed at the term "Missy" but held his tongue and walked to the full length mirror hanging on her bedroom wall. When he saw how he looked his eyes flared and a smile crept across his lips giving away his impression. "See what a pretty girl you make Bobbie?" "Yes I am surprised but I do look pretty hot don't I? "Yes you do look hot, maybe too hot I have the urge to rip your clothes of and take you to bed right now but we need to work with this a little bit first and see where we can make some improvements." Bobbie's mind drifted to her words, really she thinks I am so hot she wants to rip my clothes off, she sucked on my dickette oh it was nice I want to look so hot she can't resist taking me to bed, this is going to work out for me. This really isn't so bad after all. "My clothes are a tad big for you Bobbie so I'll tell you what I'm going to do I'm going to buy you some that will fit you perfectly and maybe be more suitable to you than my clothes are. Would you like that Bobbie?" "Yes, for sure." "Well then I want you to ask me to do that so I know you're for real." "Ok Ms. Beverly would you please by me some pretty clothes that will fit me properly and look good on me, please Ms. Beverly?" "And what do I get in return you know this is going to cost a lot of money?" "Oh yes well ah whatever you want." "What I want is for you to appreciate the present and make good use of it. We will keep most of them at your apartment and I hope you will wear them at home some." "Ok I will I will I promise thank you Ms. Beverly." His sexual trance was doing the thinking and the talking and he wanted to do or say whatever he thought would please Beverly to get her to touch him again. When it was time to go home Beverly handed Bobbie a large purse and said, "Everything you need is in that purse." "What do you mean everything I need what do I need?" "Are you going to wear your nail polish and makeup to work tomorrow?" "NO, no way I..." "Ok then silly there is nail polish remover and make up remover in there as well as make up so you can practice at home. You will only have on what your wearing now until I can get you some things so hand wash the nylons, panties and bra tonight and they will be dry when you get home from work tomorrow and oh yes I put a pretty nightgown in there as well for you to wear tonight so I can dream about how sweet you look." "But why can't I take it off here?" "Because... now don't argue with me let's go!" Bobbie got very nervous, it had been years since he had been out in public dressed as a girl and that was at night on Halloween. He nervously followed Beverly to his car, not hers, and she told him to drive safe. Now he was in real panic mode. He watched her disappear as he quickly got in his car, started it and drove home fearful of everything. His ordeal was not over; he had to park in the parking garage and then go the five floors up to his apartment. Two women passed him on his way to the elevators and didn't seem to notice. There was no one in the elevator when he got in and that calmed him but just as the door was about to shut a hand grabbed the door and forced it back open and a man got in. Bobbie recognized him as someone on the 3 rd floor. The man said Hi and turned around to face the door. Bobbie just smiled back. His heart was pounding but when the man got off on the 3 rd floor his heart finally started to slow down. He hurried off the elevator when it reached the 5th floor and rushed to his apartment and once inside leaned up against the door and sighed a large breath of relief. He went to the kitchen and put his keys on the table having no pockets in his pretty dress. Then he went to the bathroom to remove his makeup. PANIC!!! His heart raced and his breathing got shallow, he forgot his purse, he left his purse in the car! He thought about how he could do this without it. Maybe he could put on his clothes and go down but what if someone saw his nails or makeup? He thought it over and decided his best bet was to stay disguised as Bobbie and make the trip, what a dumb mistake he thought. He convinced himself that he would be OK because no one had even suspected on his way in, it would be alright he was sure. He made it to the elevator with no trouble but it stopped on floor 2 and a man and woman got on. The man eyed him but Bobbie was sure it was because he looked so hot. Then he started to panic again worried that a man may try to hit on him and he would be exposed. All three got off in the parking garage and went two different directions. He hurried to the car still trying to keep a feminine walk and unlocked it and brought out his purse. He felt relieved and was glad to see it. What if his car had been broken into and someone stole his purse then what? He walked back to the elevator this time moving a little more slowly becoming somewhat relaxed and having survived several encounters. No one there this time and it started up but stopped at the first floor and two people got on but not just any two people the woman and her teenage daughter who lived across the hall from him! Mary and Talia Levens. His heart began to pound, it pounded so hard he was sure both ladies could hear it. "Mother?" "Yes Dear." "Doesn't that lady look like Robert from across the hall maybe it's his sister?" "I don't think Robert has a sister Talia now shush. You're being impolite." "Ya but don't you think she looks like Robert?" Mary turned to Robert and apologized for her draughts forwardness. But she too thought there was a strong resemblance and couldn't help but stare a bit. When they got to the 5th floor the two ladies got off looking back at him and whispering. Near fainting Robert stayed on to confuse them and went up to the 8 th floor which was the top floor got off walked around a for a minute and got back on and went down to the 5 th floor where he very nervously peaked around the door to see if the hall was empty. He could not see his door from the elevator because there as a corner to go around but this part was clear. His heart was still racing and he was taking rapid short breaths nearly hyperventilating. He peaked around the last corner and saw no one so hurried to his door. Just as he got there he saw her, Talia, she was standing in the door recess and could not be seen until he was right there. "Hi Robert I thought that was you, nice dress and I LOVE your shoes and purse, but don't you think they should match?" She said sarcastically. "Oh hi Talia." The startled Robert said, eyes flaring wide face going beat red and near pass out in the heart and lung department! "Are you following in Bruce Jenner's steps Robert?" Again in a mocking sarcastic tone. "Oh this you mean these clothes no I was just at a costume party that's all it's a joke you wouldn't understand." "Oh really, where was the party at?" "Where was it at?" "Ya where was it at?" "Oh it was for work." "Don't you work for the Whitmore campaign?" "Yes why?" "Oh I was just wondering, I heard they only have a few guys working for them all the rest are women are you sure they didn't make a new rule any boy who works there has to dress like a girl?" "No no it's nothing like that it was for a costume party I tell you." "So did all the other boys dress up like girls?" "No, no, just me I guess." "What did they dress up like?" Robert knew he was in trouble but did not know what to do. "Ah oh I was the only boy there the others couldn't make it." "What did the ladies dress up like...MEN?" "Ah no they wore costumes." "Like what were some of them?" "Oh let's see I guess there was a wonder woman, a cat girl, a couple French Maids, and some queens and princesses..." "You're lying ...well one thing you said was true there as one queen there...you!" "Come on please you're not being fair," with that the door opened and he went in but to his dismay Talia followed him in forcing her way. "I'm not leaving until I get the truth or if I do I am going to tell everyone in the building you're a sissy!" Robert was scared and in a panic. "Ok, Ok I'll tell you but you have to promise not to tell anyone else." "No I don't." "Please come on you could really mess me up please come on I'll tell you but promise please." "Ok I will promise not to tell the neighbors but it better be true." "Bobbie sat down on the sofa, crossed his ankles as Beverly had taught him and told her how his new girlfriend wanted him to dress up for fun and so he could understand better how women felt and to prove he didn't think he was better than women." "Ok I believe you. Are you going to dress more for her?" "I don't know maybe why?" "Well if you need any help you can ask me I know a lot about makeup and fashion and I would help you. I think what you're doing is good and I think you're lucky to have a girl friend that helps you do this so I'm cool with it and you. By the way did she give you a girl name?" "No but she calls me Bobbie instead of Robert." "That is a girl's name dummy, you know BOBBIE, that's cool it fits Ok I'll call you Bobbie from now on and we will be the only ones who know what it means, OK?" "I guess, thanks Talia for keeping it quiet and also thanks for your offer we'll see how it goes." "Oh it will go. I have read a lot about women who feminize, or sissify or petticoat and those who do it really like it so my guess is she will be encouraging you to dress up pretty and wear makeup a lot." "Really you know about this stuff?" "Ya I like the idea of boys wearing dresses and makeup and havening long hair but you're the first real boy I know of who is doing it." "But what is about it that attracts women to it?" "Power mostly, control and power, they control their own lives by controlling the sissy's...sorry... guys live." "How do you mean controlling him?" "Like this you know telling you what to wear and how to dress, what to do making you do things she does not like to do like maybe housework and stuff like that. Usually it's because the guy can't get it... oh sorry I didn't mean to infer that you couldn't." Bobbies face turned red and he looked down. "Oh my God Bobbie I am so sorry I didn't know I didn't mean to..." "It's Ok and I can you know, get it up it's just that it is small you know smaller than a lot of guys." "Really! How small is it?" "Please Talia, I don't want to..." "Just show me Ok and then I'll go I want to see how small it is so I know what to look for in a boy like you, come on I'm keeping your secret you can trust me you have to show me or I will tell." Robert's heart was beating fast again but at the same time there was some sort of submissive feeling that had overcome him when Ms. Beverly humiliated him about his dickette size that he could not shake off and now that sexual trance was overtaking him once again. Beaten and defeated he stood up and lifted his skirt and slip hem exposing his pink panties. Since he was tucked there was no bulge which confused Talia. "Where is it? How small is it? I don't even see any sign of it." "It's tucked so I am smooth." "Well you are that, can I look?" "I guess." With that she moved to him and wiggled his panties down and told him to spread his legs. When he did the little dickette flipped out and stood all of 3" at attention. Talia instantly laughed and put her hand over her mouth and fell on the floor just like MS. Beverly said women would do. "Shut UP! It can't be that small. No way and what is that pink ribbon doing tied around it?" Not thinking Bobbie answered, "Ms. Beverly said it was the cutest dickette she ever saw and that she wanted me to wear it so she could think about me in her dreams. But see I told you it gets hard." Talia took her finger and snapped it a few times. What was it about these women that they had to do that to his little dickette? "Yes it does but there sure isn't much to get hard is there?" "I guess not." Bobbie said dejectedly. "Hold your skirt up a little bit higher." Talia said as she positioned her phone for a picture then clicked it four or five times. Then she immediately began a text and sent it while Bobbie stood there trying to engage his brain. "Hey...you said you were not going to tell anybody!" "I said I wouldn't tell the neighbors and I'm not I am texting it to Ginny my friend. She will love it, she has gone to shows where they had female impersonators and just loves it. She's going to be sooo jealous that I have a real one right in front of me. I bet she can't text me back fast enough!" "But you promised me Talia, you said you wouldn't..." "Oh stop it Bobbie, I didn't break my word I didn't TELL any neighbor I texted one friend and she isn't going to tell anyone. Besides I needed a little insurance to make sure you don't ignore me or shut me out. You know it is pretty cute." Suddenly Talia moved her head to his little dickette and sucked it in. She kept it in her mouth for a few minutes sucking on it making Bobbie really air brained. All he could think about was how wonderful it felt. Well that and the photo of his girl friend with Tyrrell's big Black cock in her mouth! The girls really did think it was cute and when they saw how cute it was they sucked on it and that was wonderful, maybe it wasn't so bad after all. He had never had a girl suck or even touch him before he was put in panties so he reasoned this might be ok after all. Talia did not take it far enough for Bobbie to cum and when she let his dickette slip out of her mouth she smiled up at him and said, "Oh Bobbie it is so tiny, it's like sucking on my little finger. But it's sweet and so cute with that little pink ribbon on it. Then her phone began to ding with Text messages. "Who is he?" "Can I meet him?" "Is he yours?" "Where did you find him?" "He has such a tiny dick is it real?" "Can you send more photos?" "Please show his face. Is he cute?" Talia read them all to Bobbie. "Ok Bobbie put your little dickette away and pull up your panties, we need a few photos of you looking proper and pretty." Bobbie did as told not thinking just obeying. Talia then had him pose and walk and turn and took about a dozen more photos which she texted to Ginny. Then she wrote, "He's my neighbor across the hall and his girlfriend is transforming him into a sissy. You saw how small his dickette as she calls it is what else could he be?" :) While Talia waited for Ginny to text back she asked Bobbie, "So what other sissy clothes do you have, I mean girl clothes?" "Oh this is it well I mean I do have a nightgown in my purse." "I love it." "What?" "Your purse you said "my purse", I love how you are taking ownership of it. Where's your night gown I want to see it. Is it pretty?" Bobbie took it out of his purse and showed it to her. She told him to hold it up in front of himself so she could visualize it on him and told him that was how he should always show things holding them against him. "Ohhhh sexy, very sexy I love it. I bet it will look cute on you. How's come this is all you have?" "Well Ms. Beverly just started dressing me yesterday and her things are a little too big for me and she says they are not really my style, something about her things are a bit to mature for my purposes." Talia covered her mouth at this last remark and giggled. She took it and rightly so that Ms. Beverly was going to dress Bobbie more juvenile and feminine something many women preferred to do to their sissies she had learned in her studies, most probably prissy sissy ultra feminine items that would even further de male the poor boy. "Do go on Bobbie." "Oh and she said she is going to get me some things to wear at home and hopes I will wear them because she likes to see and think of me dressed up pretty like this." "So what do you think about that Bobbie? Are you looking forward to wearing the pretty clothes?" "Not really but I don't want to get her mad and girls do seem to like me more when I am dressed like this than when I was dressed like a boy but I don't understand why." "You don't? Isn't it obvious? You're so very cute dressed like this. I mean think of it, have I ever given you time of day before?" "Well...no, I guess not." "And what about now, I am spending quality time with you and I even sucked on your little dickette for you. Did you ever think I would do that?" "No never!" "And did you like it?" "Oh yes it was wonderful I just wish you would not have stopped." "Well maybe I will do it again but I'll tell you what. I bet Ginny would suck on it for you if you would agree to meet her." "Would she suck me off?" "Well that's asking a lot I mean it is so tiny I don't think it could spurt much at all. But she may suck it for you and then let you play with it in front of her, I'll ask her." Talia quickly sent her friend a text and got a fast replay. "Wow what a cute girl he makes. Thanks for the photos." "Ya I would do that if I could play with him and make him up and try some clothes on him, ask him if he will be my living doll for four hours and if so I will suck him but I won't suck him off." Talia read the message to Bobbie and his little dickette got even stiffer. "Well?" "Ok I guess so." Talia texted her friend and told her. "Can you send me some more photos please, please, please?" "Ok Bobbie we need to send her a few more photos. Lets' see why don't you sit and cross your legs. Ya like that. How about lying on the bed with your feet bent up behind you on your elbows, Ya that's good, what else can we do that's a feminine pose?" "I know how to curtsey." "You do?" "Yes Ms. Beverly taught me how to." "Lest see." Bobbie performed one curtsey after the other and to perfection as Talia took pictures but this time as videos and sent them to her friend. Seeing Bobbie curtsey made Talia get wet. It was so sexy seeing a boy feminized performing a dainty submissive curtsey she loved it. "What size is he get his measurements will you please?" Came the text from Ginny. So Talia told Bobbie she needed to go home and get a cloth measuring tape to measure him with and would be right back. Bobbie left the door unlocked and after what seemed like a very long time the door opened and in came Talia and behind her was her mother, Mary. Bobbie was shocked. Talia had promised not to tell anyone and now at least two others knew about his petticoatings. Mary was in a bit of a shock when her 18 year old daughter had told her and even had guessed and Mary found it all incredulous but fascinating. She jus