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My Sissy Life
Part 14
This will be short, but I thought I'd post something.
I felt something pulling my eyelid open and a bright light shining and
then the same to the other eye. I heard some echoed, mumbled voices. I
tried to move and found that I couldn't at all. I kept hearing voices and
slowly I was able to understand what they were saying. I heard my father
talking to someone. As I listened, I figured out he was talking to Doctor
Miller.
Doctor Miller is one of my father's friends, he is also the doctor that my
parents brought me to so that I could start hormone treatments. He is a
very well dressed man, around 6 feet tall, about the same age as my father
and built like a pro football player. I knew he was the reason that I
couldn't move. When he examines me he injects me with some kind of drug
that paralyzes me. He says that he doesn't want me to put up any kind of
struggle, but I never put up a fight to begin with. I was always carried
out of the doctor's office.
"Well, no sign of a concussion. Her eye doesn't look too good, she'll have
a shiner for a while. She should be up and running around in her little
mini skirts and heels in no time," the doctor said with a laugh.
"At least she doesn't need goto the hospital," my father said.
"So your son punched her?" the doctor said.
"Yeah," my father said, "he said that she was talking back to him. He lost
his temper and punched her. He's lucky that he didn't send her to the
hospital or he'd be in deeper shit than he is in already. He knows that I
don't want to spend any more than have to on her and that I sure as hell
don't need her in the ER."
Talked back? I don't remember talking back. All I remember was getting my
brother a drink and now I'm here.
"You just don't listen to me do you Jerry?" the doctor said. "I had
problems also, but not like this. Kelly never talked back to me, my wife,
any of her brothers or anyone else. I told you how to raise her."
Kelly is Dr. Miller's sissy. She is about 5 years older than me. I've only
met her about 3 or 4 times, just the few times that I went to the Dr.'s
office, Kelly is the receptionist. She has long brown hair, brown eyes,
average size breasts, a body any real girl would kill for. I don't know
much about why or how she is a sissy, only what my mother told me. What
she told me was that Kelly was the third of four boys. When she was about
15 her two older brothers were 17 and 19 and her younger brother was 13.
All four were football players just like their father was. But Kelly
(Kenny at the time) just couldn't keep up. He kept getting hurt, he
couldn't kick or catch the ball, just a bad player over all. The coach
made him in charge of the uniforms and things went from bad to worse. His
father didn't want a son that did the football team's laundry, he wanted
all his sons to be football players. I guess the team, along with his
brothers were really mean to him. They would make fun of him because he
went from being on the team to cleaning up after them. Here is were things
aren't clear. Kenny said that the team made him wear a cheerleaders
uniform when he was doing his job for the team. The team, the coach and
his brothers say that he wanted to wear it. I don't know what is true,
what I do know is that his father wasn't going to have his son running
around in a cheerleaders uniform, and that is when Kenny became Kelly.
"I do things my way. You know that Mike," my father said.
"That's fine," said the doctor, "but ya know, if you did it like I said,
you wouldn't have to call me to check on your unconscious sissy. If you
did things my way, we would be sitting outside having a beer right now. I
know what I'm talking about Jer."
"I know, I know, but I'm busy. I have a lot of things going on," my father
said.
"Okay, so your busy," the doctor said, "I've told you things to do that
wouldn't require you to do much at all. I told you to start her on
hormones and to get her breast implants years ago. Sissies need a constant
reminder that no matter how hard they try, they will never be good enough.
Giving my sissy implants was the best thing for her, whenever she looked
down she knew she would never be anything but a sissy. You had no idea
what to do with Bobbie in the beginning, that's why you came to me for
help."
"Yes Mike I know, but I've spent a ton of money on her already. I'm not
sure if it's worth spending more," my father said.
The doctor said, "It's not like you're hurting for money Jerry. I know you
did take some of my advice, you made sure she could only wear short
skirts and dresses. That's important, sissies can't be allowed to hide
behind their clothes. You locked her little thing up, only that was a
while after I told you that you should. I told you that she would play
with herself. Sissies shouldn't ever get sexual gratification, it keeps
them more obedient. And you have kept her in heels, but she needs more.
You got lucky Jerry, Bobbie was only 12 when you showed her that she was a
sissy. I started Kelly just after she turned 15, she had a few friends and
even had a girlfriend at one point. But I didn't waist any time, I knew
she was a sissy. She was enrolled in finishing school and on hormones when
she was still 15. By her16th birthday she was fully corset trained and had
C cup implants. She had been living as a sissy for a year at that point,
she knew there was no going back at that point. For her 17th birthday I
had her name legally changed from Kenneth Andrew to Kelly Ann. Her
brothers came up with that name. I entered her in beauty pageants and
swimsuit competitions from age 16 until 19. In 3 years she was in 8
different pageants and competitions, she won the very first one she was
in, that sent the message that if she could win a beauty contest against
15 real girls then what chance did she have at ever a being a boy. She
also 2 won others over the years and placed in the rest. Oh and by the
way, the girl that 'Kenny' was dating before she became Kelly started
dating one of my other sons, they have been dating for about four years
now and are going to get married. Kelly is going to be in the wedding,
they just don't know how yet. I did have the help of my three boys and my
wife, but you have your son and daughter I know that your wife is very
active in training your sissy. Now I never trained Kelly as a maid, but I
do like how you have Bobbie running around in those little uniforms. Kelly
did and still does cook and clean for me, my wife and my boys. As you
know, now I have her working at my office."
"You trained her well Mike," my father said, "no one would know she isn't
a real girl if they weren't told."
"It wasn't easy Jer," the doctor said, "she had a few surgeries to get it
right. Not only breast implants but cheek, hip and butt implants also. She
had her jaw, lips, nose and eyes reconstructed. She had her teeth capped
and whitened and she also had voice training. My wife, sons and I sat down
and decided what to have done to her. As you saw, we made the right
decision. I did get lucky as far as the rest for her body, the hormones
took care of that. So, think about it, you could have spent a lot more
money. Just getting her implants would make a real difference in her
obedience and demeanor."
"Lets do it Jerry," I heard my mother say. "Let's get her breasts
implants, she's so flat chested I'm not sure she'll ever fully develop
breasts. Not only is it something that I want my little sissy to have it's
something that she really needs."
"Sherry," the doctor said, "you are looking very nice. It's good to see
you"
"Thank you Mike," my mother said. "You too."
"I don't know Sherry," my father said. "Let's think about it."
"Think about it?" my mother said, "What's there to think about? She is
almost completely useless, she only knows how to serve food and clean. She
is always waiting to be told what to do. She can barely think on her own.
She is about as smart a wet rag. She has no future, if we get her implants
at least maybe a man will take her in someday."
"Okay, you're right," my father said, "Let's do it."
"Oh good. Now we have to decide on how big," my mother said.
As I heard them walk out of the room and the light clicked off my father
said, "How long will she be paralyzed for Mike?"
"The drug I gave her will wear off in an hour or so," the doctor said.
"Get your son and daughter so we can talk about Bobbie's implants."
I just laid there motionless in the dark.
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