Mommy Mind Control Chapter 1 Mommy s Naughty Lesson
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Melissa's Lovely Mommy: Sugar after Snips
Authors note: I have always loved lace, ribbon and bows. I can remember
the first time I dressed as my older sister and realized how much I loved
female attire. I felt like a princess, smart and sophisticated. I
realized I was different when I was playing with boys. We were playing
super hero and we all accidently transformed into Wonder Woman. They
hated it and I of course adored it. Whether it was wearing sister's prom
dress or my own I loved it.
Sugar after Snips:
Miss Style's son sat in the back seat as she drove to the mall. She
thought about the events that had transpired beforehand that led her to
turn Johnny into Melissa. He had been an unkempt boy, one who showed
little care for his appearance. He would wear the same pair of ripped
jeans and a metal band t - shirt. His strawberry blond hair, while long,
was always tangled and messy.
His room would always be a mess. Empty soda cans and bags of chips
littered the room. He would sleep in late and play video games to the
late hours of the evening. Her son showed little drive, failing to
graduate high school and showed little interest in finding employment.
While he did go out with friends he would come home intoxicated, spending
the next day recovering from his drunken exploits. She had detested the
company he kept, unruly boys who were a poor influence on her son. They
are nothing more then delinquents she would muse to herself.
She had found herself at her wits end. The boy was too much like his
father. A man Samantha had once been bedded by in a moment of lust and
desire. Afterwards when he had found out she had become pregnant with his
child he disappeared. He left her alone and wanted nothing to do with the
child he conceived with her. This changed Samantha as she grew to learn
she could be a strong, powerful and dominate woman, one who did not to
rely on others.
She decided to open her own advertising agency instead of working for the
proverbial man. She found great success in her preferred field and the
agency became one of the most influential in her area. It was the day she
took her son to her office when she realized she could no longer tolerate
his boyish antics.
He made crude and nasty advances to one of her employees. The words he
used to describe her assets where intolerable. She found herself
mortified, ashamed and embarrassed by his behavior. She had hoped that
by having him help around the office would improve his behaviors and
teach him reasonability. Instead she found her employee crying and
humiliated by the way her son had treated her.
So within a moment, as Samantha consoled her employee, she decided that
her son would become her daughter. She had heard of petticoat discipline
but thought little of it. Would it truly work she thought to herself.
Would she be able to transform her son into the picture perfect daughter
she had always longed for? She shook those thoughts of self doubt aside
as she knew she could and would.
The next day she rid her son of his video games and any other
distractions that would interfere with her plans. She forbid him from
seeing his friends and grounded him. Miss Styles gave the ultimatum that
he would either do as she says or he could leave, it was either or.
Knowing Johnny had no where to go he successfully bowed down to her will.
Her first order of business was to have him clean his room. He was
hesitant at first; even fighting with her that he did not want to do so.
Yet what little choice did he have, clean his room or have no room to
sleep in.
Samantha decided he would need to dress in proper attire to perform this
task. He would wear what she wanted him to wear, accessories that would
diminish his manhood and disobedience. They of course would be feminine
in nature. She placed the garments she wished him to wear on his bed. She
fiercely looked him over up and down. He was still in his jeans and shirt
but this would be a start.
"You will wear these!" she commanded with power in her tone.
Johnny flinched; he had never seen his mother this angry. He found
himself frightened, afraid that she would have him leave. After all he
was eighteen now and had no place to go and no money. He decided for now
it was best to succumb to her will.
"Yeah, I'll wear it," he replied in a trembling voice.
"First you will now refer me to as mother or mommy," she stated as she
circled around her son. "Second, you will ask to wear them and do so in a
loving manner."
Johnny looked at his mother baffled. He did not want to do what he was
told but feared her reaction if he did not do it.
"Mommy..." he said in a soft whisper. "May I pretty please wear the
lovely accessories you picked out for me?"
"Of course sweetie, you may," she said in a loving tone. "I expect you to
behave and do what I say, is that understood?"
"Yes mommy, it is understood," he said with his head lowered.
With that she placed an adorably cute shiny satin tutu pinafore around
his waist. The pinafore had doubled - edged satin ruffles with an extra
long tie sash that allowed for a glorious bow with lace edging to be tied
in the rear. Samantha then added the sweetest of bonnets which was made
in checked gingham. It was trimmed in very dainty pleated lace, had
gingham straps that tied under his chin into a cute bow to keep firmly in
place. To compliment the accessories she added a pair of fabulous two -
tone flower Mary Jane shoes. The shoes were flats and had a thick strap
that went over the front of the shoe with an adjustable buckle. On top of
the shoe was a large hand made flower adding a sissy sensationalism to
them.
Johnny felt foolish but fulfilled his mother's wishes. He spent the next
few hours cleaning his room, ridding himself of the list of items she had
demanded he do so. The raunchy girly magazines he had stashed away were
replaced with ladies fashion magazines. Sports d?cor was now replaced
with flowers and pictures of glamorous Hollywood scarlet's. Blues became
pinks, boyish pleasures became girly delights and messy became sassy.
When he was finished Samantha ordered him to the bathroom. She ordered
him to groom himself like a proper lady should. He found himself in a
rose scented bubble bath making the prim and proper preparations for what
was to come. When he was finished he emerged wearing the fluffy pink bath
towel she had given him around his waist.
"That is not how you wear a bath towel!" she scolded him. She approached
him, brought the towel to his chest and folded it over. Johnny realized
his mother had just placed the towel around him in a style a only girl
would wear.
She ushered him to her vanity and pointed to the chair to have him sit.
He looked at her wide eyed but complied to her demand.
"Now cross your legs dear, from now on I expect you to sit like this. Do
you understand?"
Johnny meekly nodded; he placed one knee on top of the other and placed
his hands in his lap. Miss Styles then applied makeup to her son. She
wanted minimal look so she applied a one coating of light pink eye shadow
and lipstick. She did add heavy and thick black eyeliner to her son
making his eyes look larger to have a doll like look. The mascara added
volume and length to his already long lashes.
Samantha decided on a side pony tail for her son. The pony tail had loose
waves and side swept fringe. The soft look was glamorous, complimenting
her son's delicate features. She left out a few layers to add balance
before securing the style with a beautifully soft sweet chiffon bow.
Samantha was pleasantly surprised how easy it was to begin transforming
her son. He sat there docile with a doll like expression to him as she
prepared him. Is he is shock she thought to herself. The rough and tumble
boy had been replaced by a demure lady. Gone were his ruffian ways and
inabilities to adhere to his mother's wishes.
She dressed him in a luxurious satin micro baby doll. The A - Line bust
had dazzling deep ruffles on the hemline edged with luscious lace. The
wide shoulder straps were decorated with the cutest fixed bows. It was
just overly adorable and feminine and served as an introduction to the
clothes he would soon be wearing.
Samantha then added shiny satin panties that had a smooth front and an
over the top ruffled rear. The girl ruffled panties had a lighter pink
laced through the eyelets that tied into a large bow with long delicious
sashes. Then came a choker made from glass - silk with a rear - tie. It
was beautiful, obviously designed for a prissy girl as it was decorated
with a large blossoming flower, embedded with lace detail. To complete
the look she placed a pair of six inch pink high heeled slippers with
fluffy faux fur detailing and ankle strap.
She added a pair of long dangle earrings to his already pierced ears. He
felt them swing and brush against his neck with his every move. She
spirited him with perfume and the scent of Chanel #5 filled the room
beckoning him into femininity. His side pony tail tickled his neck and
giggled a bit with girlish delight.
Samantha watched as he teetered and wobbled on the high stiletto heels
she had him practice walking in. She taught him to walk like a lady, to
take tiny steps, to shorten his stride. He placed one foot right in front
of the other, placed his foot down first and then the heel. It was cute
when he added a wiggle to his walk, swung his hips and took mincing
steps. With practice he was mincing about the room without any further
training or encouragement.
Johnny began to feel his masculine side begin to slip away and found
himself feeling like a woman. The intoxicating click - clack - click of
his heels echoed in the room, he felt sweet and submissive, demure and
dainty. Was this his mother's plan he said to himself, to transform him
into a mincing over the top sissy girl. If it was, why was he going
through with her plan so easily, why was he subjecting himself to her
commands? Why did he find himself enjoying being dressed and acting like
one?
Johnny was taught to speak properly in a soft and feminine tone. He was
told to use words such as fabulous and lovely, pretty and cute. He
modeled his new outfit for his mother striking numerous ultra - feminine
poses. His gestures and mannerism became lady like and girlish, it became
natural for him to cross his legs when he sat. He wanted to fight the
change but could not.
Even later in the day when he was dressed for daughter school he complied
with his 'mommy's' wishes. He was dressed in a satin that shined
beautifully top with a grand sailor collar. The collar folded over at the
font of the dress and sat fully over his shoulders, trimmed with satin
stripes. The top had the cutest semi - fitted short sleeves, with
contrasting stripes at the hem of the cuffs. The purposely over - sized
hanging bow neck tie was held underneath the collar with clasps. The
matching satin pleated school girl skirt had deep folded pleats that came
down to his thighs.
He wore a pair of white thigh high stocking and loved how the material
felt against his smooth shaven legs. The hot pink four inch Mary Jane
heels were transcendent and he loved how they matched his outfit. The
sissy tag that hung from his necklace delighted him as it let his mommy
know what he was.
His mother wore a beautifully detailed blouse that was timeless; it was
black and would live on through the ages of fashion. It was made in a
stunning semi see through glass silk, with a satin collar; satin panels
ran down the front of the blouse with wide sleeves that were pleated at
the top of the shoulder giving it a puff ball effect. Her vintage styles
trousers were classic and timeless and were what Hollywood legends would
wear. Her six inch stiletto heels added height and dominance to her
presence.
She wore her hair in a bun and was wearing the most beautiful pearl
necklace and earring Johnny had ever seen. He found himself envious of
his mothers look. Her nails were perfectly manicured, her makeup sultry
and sexy. She look liked a goddess before him. In her hand was a twelve
in ruler which she tapped on the table to gain her sons attention.
"I am sorry mommy," her son said batting his eyelashes as he did so. "I
was just admiring your outfit and beauty."
Mommy Samantha smiled. "Do you like mommy's outfit? Do you wish to grow
up and be like her? Do you want to be a woman like mommy?"
Johnny wanted to scream no, he didn't but he could not find himself to do
so. Yesterday he would have fought her, never dressed in such attire and
would never say what he was about to answer.
"Yes mommy I just love your outfit, it is so pretty and glamorous. When
can I wear an outfit like your? Can I borrow it sometime?" he said
beaming with pride and hoping for a yes.
"When you are older you can wear such outfits my dear but you are still
too young to dress this way," Samantha said with a smile. Inside she was
beaming her son had just asked to dress like her and to borrow her
clothes. Her design was working. "Now you did not answer my other
questions," she added. "Do you want to be like me and be a woman like I
am?"
He did not want to say what he was about to say. Yet in the trance he was
in, the power she had over him he could not help himself. He smiled at
his mother, fluttered his eyelashes and said...
"Of course I want to be like you mommy. I want to be a woman like you."
Miss Samantha Love Styles pulled into the mall parking lot. Her son, now
daughter seated in the back. She was placing the finishing touch up of
her makeup while admiring herself in her compact. She was a delight to
behold. S/he was about to be re - introduced to her former best friend
and so he can see the improvements she had made.
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