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Sissy Julian - Chapter VII, The Birth of Julia
by: sissystevie
Well, another, albeit short, but transitional chapter. My author grove is
coming back. High time to get our little sissy into major petticoats.
I think maybe we shall complete this saga. It's become fun again.
Again, I do recommend a review of the prior six chapters to refresh your
sissy senses, not to mention a few other urges.
As always this is a purely fanciful, fantasy fictional work. No references
are intended to portray any actual persons, situations, places or events
whether past or present.
This chapter is rated R as it sets the stage for some really fun things to
come.
Sissy Julian
Chapter VII - The Birth of Julia
by sissystevie
Julian's first training day in the village ended surprisingly mildly, but
with a most profound change in the works. The Candy Striper dress was a
total game changer. A fact not unnoticed by certain others as the day
evolved.
At first the pinafore outfit really did not strike Julian as that
different. However, it wore on his purest pantywaist senses. He simply
could not get over the petticoated skirt pouf and continued to fuss about
the skirt's outreach. Every real sissy well knows THAT moment.
Once in the ballet studio the mirrors revealed the full extent of its
short length exposure of stocking tops and garters.
How shameful! How exciting!
Once in petticoats, forevermore in petticoats.
*****
It was one constant drill of stand, mince, curtsey, sit and repeat. When
Mistress LaRue wasn't pleased, Giselle's whip whistled through the air to
strike poor Julian's exposed upper thighs or derri?re.
After a couple of exhausting hours, a new and very commanding voice said,
"Lila, I think he has had enough for the day."
Miss Jane Elizabeth Bichier had entered the studio unbeknown to the
distressed demi-demoiselle.
"Julian, dear, you have shown improvement. I am pleased. It seems
petticoats become you, in so many ways. I think we shall visit Blossom
Bestlace's shop before heading back to the camp.
"Giselle, please repair Julian's face; I will see his hair, amongst other
things, is tended to at the dress shop. Then you may take the 'Pouf Bunny'
back with Jock. I have the yacht."
Julian sighed at the thought of missing Jock on the return trip, but
sensed something larger was afoot or perhaps upon high heel.
Silly sissy, little did he know tectonic forces were grinding.
"Lila, dear, you have worked wonders in just a short session. However,"
Miss Jane chuckled, "I wonder how much the skirt and petticoat aided you
efforts. We shall shortly see."
*****
Once outside with leash reattached, Julian put all his effort into
properly mincing next to the estimable Miss Jane.
They did make a perfect Mistress-sissy pair. Jane Bichier wore her
signature Gibson Girl hair with a delicate side bow topped grey crepe de
chine blouse and long pure linen skirt with enticing side slit. A deep
rose satin sash with that mysterious emblem fit tightly about her trim
waist. Her matching pink heels clicked brilliantly on the pavement.
Julian was mincing beside her with elbows tight and wrist limp, strangely
pleased with his collar and leash, his Candy Striper uniform rustling in
the breeze.
Passersby glanced and nodded. Deriding comments were absent. When one
teenager started to heckle, his mother pulled him back and clapped her
hand about his face.
"Julian, I am pleased with your deportment and expect you to keep it up
for the balance of the day, however tender your little tootsies may feel.
In the dress shop, you are only to speak when your reply is requested. I
think you will find this quite a pleasant visit as things are about to
change dramatically."
"Well," she thought, "this has advanced even beyond my expectations.
"The poor poppet has had enough 'stick' for the present, 'tis time to try
a creative carrot, or more aptly, sugar and spice over frills and lace.
She'll just be comfortable in her girlie silky frills and petticoats when
my dear daughter Dominica returns.
"Then the true assessment begins. Jock or not Jock. We of the Order shall
decide.
"Utterly delicious."
Mistress and sissy entered Mrs. Bestlace's shop to be greeted by a perfect
turned-out maid in the finest black and white silk uniform with very full
petticoats.
After completing a perfect deep curtsey, and with her overtly slutty eyes
affixed to Jane's sash emblem, she said in a very high, squeaky voice,
"Mistress Bichier, I am Didi and am on loan to Madame from Mistress
Beatrice Bracewell. I am required to disclose that I am former
'Incorrageable.""
"Of course, my dear, you beautifully represent Beatrice's important work
that is so greatly admired by the Order," Miss Jane replied. "And where is
the proprietress of the house?"
"Right here, Madame," said Blossom as she emerged from the changing area.
"I got the shipment off to the boat moments ago and was preparing for your
arrival.
"And Madame, may I offer my most sincere gratitude for your assistance in
so rapidly procuring an assistant. Didi has been a lifesaver."
"Well done my dear, especially on such short notice, and I was happy to
assist. I appreciate that Constance disrupted Bernice's maid flow, but
then we all must defer to the Grands.
"I do appreciate it. Now onto a little reward for Julian, or should I now
say Julia?"
"Yes, Julian, you are now going to become a true girlie sissy. Won't your
precious Jock just love that? It's referred to as sissy immersion and no
milksop boy can possibly resist it, you least of all, my little pet."
"Didi," said Mrs. Bracewell, "please take the sissy to the dressing room
and prepare her for her new dress. She's had an active day, so I think you
should start from scratch as we discussed.
"Madame Bichier, the redo process will take at least 45 minutes. Would you
care to go over some new designs I just received. There are significant
events coming up.
"Some are most fetching, others are most entertaining.
"And then there will be other viewing pleasures."
*****
Julian was lead to the back room for the start of his 'immersion' whilst
the two ladies opened up a large portfolio.
"We must be very quick," squeaked Didi as she began completely stripping
Julian. "First a quick wash down and a quick tittie pump, then body
lotions, foundations, hair and makeup. The mistresses will supervise final
dressing. Please hurry or I fear I will be punished. At least your nails
are in order."
The brief shower was a relief, the tittie pump strangely exciting, and the
lotions soothing, especially about Julian tender derriere and upper
thighs. After hot curlers were put in his hair, Didi turned to his
lingerie.
"I think you will quite like most of the items sweetie," sighed Didi, at
least the ones that are so constricting. But first, let's reinsert Mr.
Wigglie, then on to your cute panties and something new." Everything is
white satin trimmed in pale pink ribbons and lace now that you are to be a
girlie sissy."
A long moan came out as Mr. Wigglie returned 'home,' followed by a moan as
the ruffled panties were pulled up. When Didi pulled Julian's wee winkie
through its portal it became apparent the hapless boi-hussy's dolly was in
a state of considerable distress.
"Oh my," Didi squeaked. "I was told you were just milked! I have to fit
your twinkie into a peenie pouch. What shall I do?"
Licking her plump lips, she leaned forward and took Julian's pulsating
prickette and his two little plumbs into her eager mouth. Fifteen seconds
later both sissies were smiling, and Julian's jewels were being stuffed
into a very tight latex lined pink satin sack, which was quickly securely
about its base with a strong pink ribbon that was tied in a pretty bow on
top.
"There, now you will not soil your pretty new dress. Isn't the pouch cute
with its little bell in front and the pretty white lace at it base?" she
sighed, whilst secretly wishing for a return engagement. Julian's sissy
creamies were the sweetest Didi had ever tasted, which given her
background was quite a statement.
"Now for the corset. If you don't like the feel, you will love the
result."
A white satin corset matching the panties was hooked in front and the
lacing commenced. The foundation constricted Julian's slender waist,
forcing flesh upward into a quarter cup bra, which created two delectable
sissy mounds. After each tightening, and there were three, Didi readjusted
Julian's sweet titties for maximum effect. Julian could barely breathe,
but the tiny waist and budding boobies entranced him and overcame the
distress entirely.
White lace, back seamed, stockings were drawn up his legs and attached to
the eight lace-covered suspenders, each having a broad pink satin ribbon
over it clasp.
Next were five-inch pale pink silk heels with satin toe bows and ankle
strap side bows. A broad white silk and lace garter with a huge pale pink
bow was drawn up his left leg and a thick pearl and gold strand anklet
with an engraved 'Sissy Julia' oval was placed about her left foot.
Finally, fingerless white lace gloves matching his stockings were drawn up
his arms to over his elbow. A lace halo adorned their tops and lace trim
along his delicate hand. Lastly several pearly rings were slipped over her
fingers and an anklet-matching bracelet added to his slender right wrist.
Wave goodbye to boy Julian; say hello to girlie-girlie Julia.
"Now for your make-up and hair. Thankfully, your frosted pink nail
perfectly match and they are in perfect shape, lest we be doomed.
Does one wonder how that match occurred?
We're running out of time," whispered an overly concerned Didi.
Given Julian's semi-permanent base make-up, the pink frosted-based touch-
up went quickly. The hair rollers came out and Didi adroitly combed,
brushed and blew it into a delightful double bob with a high part just to
the right of center. She was just completing attaching a pale pink large
bow to the center back of Julian's hair when the two Mistresses arrived.
"Whew," thought Didi. "That could not have been closer."
Of course, the two ladies had watched the entire proceeding via hidden
video cams, including Didi's peenie reduction exercise.
"What marvelous work, Didi," exclaimed a smiling Mrs. Bestlace.
"Yes, indeed," agreed Jane. "Now lets befrock this oh-so-cute cherub.
"Soon to be Julia, I think you will simply adore the new, and more
appropriate you. Please stand, and Didi, please put on her petticoat.
The petticoat was the fullest Julian had even seen. His twinkie tingled
just at the sight of it. As it was drawn up his legs, a sighing swoon
escaped the girlie boy's mouth. Thank the Goddesses his peenie pouch
averted, albeit painfully, a near certain sissy spurting event. And they
had not even brought out the dress...
It was two layers of fine white silk taffeta, with a thick layer of
crinoline in-between. Pale pink lace and large satin bows adorned its
hemline.
"Julian," Miss Jane said, "when your dress is in place you will be
officially Julia and hopelessly immerged into sissy seduction, never to
return to being a disgusting boy again."
Julian was too overwhelmed to utter anything more than a long sigh.
"Do you completely understand, Julian?" demanded Miss Jane. "I need you to
say, 'Please auntie, make me a complete sissy so that I may lead a
meaningful life.'" It was not really a request.
"Oh, Auntie Jane, please, please make me into the bestest, totalest sissy
forever," swooned the now totally effeminate pantywaist."
Not quite what she requested, but more than acceptable.
"Well then, I dare say this flock will take two ladies to properly
ensconce you in it. Blossom and Didi, please do the honors, but leave the
zipper and final back bow to me," commanded Miss Jane.
Jane actually had to step forward to steady her charge when the frock was
unveiled. Mrs. Bestlace and Maid Didi held the dress before Julian.
"Oh my Gawd," whispered and overcome sissy as a small tear of joy escaped
his eye.
The dress was beyond anything even Julian's fertile sissy imagination
could conger up. It was a confection of whispering silk taffeta in the
same pale pink color and his lingerie. White satin bows adorned it white
lace hem and each short puffy sleeve end. The bodice had a low cut
sweetheart neckline with yet another bow at its center. A sash went about
its high tight waist, no doubt to be tied in a huge bow at his back by
Auntie Jane.
Also at a whisper level, Miss Jane said, "That dress is you; pure sissy.
Know when you don it you become the dress. You become forevermore the
Sissy Julia.
"Ladies, now you may frock the new sissy."
The frock floated down from above over Julian, changing him to Julia with
each inch of descent. The crisp swish of taffeta was a heavenly sissy
sound, especially when it rubbed against his petticoat.
Miss Jane stepped forward and said, "Now, my sweet, you become Julia." As
she slowly zipped the dress up and it tightly embraced Julian's lingerie,
she whispered, "Feel it. Feel becoming Julia forever!" Sharply drawing
about his slender waist, she continue, "Now as I tie your bow, you are
Sissy Julia forever."
"Oh, Auntie Jane, thank you, thank you," Julia sighed as several tears of
joy came down his cheek and his knees went weak. A quick move by Didi
saved Julia from going entirely down.
"Steady girl, then you may look at the new you in the long mirror,"
offered Miss Jane. "Then I have a finishing touch accessory for you."
Julia, yes very much Julia, approached the mirror with Didi staying close
for a helping hand.
Again, out came, "Oh my Gawd," but in triplicate.
"It's so beautiful," the utterly simpering sissy uttered.
"No, my sweet," YOU are so beautiful," replied Miss Jane.
"And just look at my pushed up titties," Julia moaned asdelicate hand came
up to feel the quite pronounced and most provocative protuberances.
Indeed the low-cut bodice was a true sperm boiler for any man.
"Goodness," thought Miss Jane, "she is the equal of the very best. Easily
another Heather, if she truly is a submissive, or perhaps Daphne if she is
not. My Dominica will help me assess that in a few short days.
"She will be ready for the wedding, and I do want to show her off. I must
send some pictures off this evening."
Approaching Julia from the rear, Auntie lightly kissed the tears on her
cheek. "I have a few other little items for you, my sweet, sweet sissy.
"First a little pearl and white satin chocker and Didi will touch up your
face."
Miss Jane hooked the high Edwardian satin and pearl chocker. "There are
you not the very vision of sissy perfect?" Julia just swooned.
"Some of them are just too easy," thought Miss Jane. "But this one is
special. Perhaps very special."
Didi redid Julia's make-up and Madame Lacewell handed her a sweet tiny
pink satin handbag.
"Well, my dear," rhetorically asked Miss Jane, "are you ready to meet your
public?"
*****
This walk to the village pier was quite different. Very different.
Miss Jane was regal. Miss Julia was every man's, and more than few
woman's, wet dream. No one was chortling at the sissy now. Despite their
otherwise prurient thoughts, not a one dared in the presence of a Mistress
of the Order to say a single thing.
Sometimes things are as they truly should be...
Will it be all smooth sailing for Julia from now on?
No, dear reader, not even by a short sissy squirt.
To be continued...
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