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"If the bra fits, wear it..." Part 2
I am looking in the mirror at my bra and how it holds my man boobs. I
am prouder of how I seem to fill my bra. It's just dawned on me that I
actually have bigger breasts than my wife or daughters. Oh my god! I,
the man of the house am the one with the biggest tits!
My dad was always telling me that I did not measure up. My life had
always seemed to be about failing to meet his expectations of me and so
I have never struggled to understand what sin meant, falling short of
the mark.
Jodie had had me measured up for my first bra. My father had wanted me
to adapt to his world whereas Jodie seemed to me to have adapted her
world to me.
I thought back on how she adapted things to me. I have always been
protective about Susan and Julia who are both brilliant daughters but
when they wanted to have their ears pierced like their classmates I put
my foot down. I said they would have to wait until they were older and
I was not paying any jeweller in this country to pierce their ears and
they were not wearing any more make up than I did until they were 18 nor
were they wearing miniskirts to school either. Jodie took them on
holiday to Spain and when I flew out to join them they had had their
ears pierced. I had not paid any jeweller in this country but they had
had their ears pierced anyway. When I expressed my displeasure Jodie
suggested I was jealous and wanted my ears pierced too. I told her to
stop being ridiculous it was just how she had gone against what I said.
She pointed out I had not paid any jeweller in England and it was only a
little thing and all their friends had had their ears pierced. They
didn't wear miniskirts or makeup to school though.
I was woken from my thoughts as Jodie said, "You seem quite proud of how
you look in your bra! Let's have a bet. If I can get you to accept you
look like a woman before we go out tonight you go as Janet Weiss in her
floor show costume but if you don't agree you get to go as
Frank'n'Furter in his opening scene."
I had no idea what I was agreeing to as I had not seen the film but it
sounded like agreeing to be a male character was better than agreeing to
be a female one so I said, "Ok, you are on."
"Here I have some panties to go with that bra of your's!" Jodie says
throwing me a display hanger with a pair of panties on which matched my
bra.
"Hey wait a minute!" I reply angrily. "I'm not some sissy faggot!" I
was just remembering what I used to be called as a child and the fear
that my wife was about to start calling me just that swept over me.
"What has being or not being a sissy faggot got to do with putting on
your panties?" Jodie asked curiously.
"These are women's panties. I'm not wearing them," I reply.
"That's remarkably sexist of you!" Jodie replies angrily. "So women
wear bras and panties but men don't? Have you ever looked at how high
heels were originally designed for men or how Henry VIII posed in
pantyhose for portraits? Let me ask you, Mr Feminist, Mr "Men don't
wear women's clothes", whose bra are you wearing? Is it mine? Is it
Susan's or Julia's? Or does it fit you? Why do we need to wear a bra,
when you, with the biggest tits of the four of us don't? Now, if we are
to assume that, just for a moment, that you are wearing your bra and the
panties you have in your hand match them, are they women's panties or
your panties? If the bra fits, Shelley, wear it."
If your wife was calling you Shelley, or any other women's name you
would object would you not think? But is she calling me Shelley, or is
she quoting a line from a film or book? I wasn't sure. Instead I was
bothered that I couldn't defeat the logic of her argument at the moment
and I am worried I have upset her. I need to calm her down. Yes, my
bra fits me perfectly so am I a woman?
No.
I am a man wearing a bra. The panties I have just been given match my
bra. So if I, who am not a woman, am wearing a bra and have been given
panties that match my bra they are my panties aren't they?
Something doesn't quite seem right but I can't put my finger on it.
There are other considerations too though aren't there? If I do as
Jodie asks she will calm down, won't she?
I put on my panties. My manhood is poking over the top.
"Panties are meant to be worn like that, silly, you have to tuck
yourself in. Push your penis between your legs, I have some tape to
help."
Jodie had these strips in her hand which she presses down around my
groin and upper inner thigh. She is sitting on top of me and that means
I am going to have to wait for her to get up.
"Oops silly me, wrong strips!" She giggles. "Look how about this, if
you howl like a girl when I pull these strips off you I get to call you
a sissy faggot as much as I want and you have to agree to let me wax the
rest of your legs but if you take it like a man, they'll be no more
waxing, deal?"
I agree but realise how foolish this was as she yanks the strips off and
I howl in pain.
Was this what you call a Brazilian? I don't know but I now have little
pubic hair left save for a v pattern above my penis and no body hair on
my upper inner thighs either. Before I can get up though Jodie is back
on top of me and has masking tape in her hands which she is using to
stick my penis in place.
"There" she says pulling my panties back up. "Your panties fit a lot
better now don't they? You will have to sit down to pee like a girl, my
little sissy faggot though won't you?"
I nod.
"Right, double or quits? If you manage to get through having your legs
waxed without any more girly noises I stop calling you a sissy faggot
and the waxing stops there (which is quite generous of me as you have
agreed to have your legs done anyway and to me calling you a sissy
faggot as much as I want to) but if you lose you agree to having the
rest of your body waxed and a full makeover?"
All I needed to do was not show the pain, sounded like a deal. I knew
what to expect. What could go wrong?
It turns out quite a lot. My wife is not going to drop calling me a
sissy faggot any time soon. My body is now mostly hairless. I have
false nails glued on my fingers. And my toenails have been painted the
same cherry red. I am wearing a corset, fishnets and suspenders over my
bra and panties and black pumps with a six inch heel. Jodie has put
foundation cream on my face and glued false lashes on my eyes and has
just shaved off my eyebrows and is painting new eyebrows on. She is
using her finger to apply a gold eyeshadow with a copper tint to my
eyelids. Finally she has a pencil which she is drawing around my lips
with and I am now being told to pout as she paints my lips with nars
fire down below lipstick.
She lets me see my eyes in her makeup mirror. They look like a woman's
eyes. "So are you a sissy faggot or a woman now, Shelley?" I am
starting to think about how far down the rabbit hole I want to go, is it
time I considered surgery?
Perhaps not yet but if the bra fits, wear it.
"I am Shelley," I reply. "What do I have to wear for this film then?"
"You are already wearing it, sweetie, except for this blonde wig. Here
put this cap on so the wig will fit on top" and I am given stocking cap
which I put on my head. Jodie is wearing an outfit like knee with a
black cape and wig and a pearl necklace.
As she puts the wig on my head Susan and Julia join us. They are both
wearing makeup but as I am I can't really object can I? They are also
both wearing French Maid outfits with fishnet stockings and heels like
mine.
"Susan and Julia are both going as Magenta so they will both be wearing
French Maid costumes and I am going as Frank'n'Furter."
So it turns out I was going to be wearing women's clothes whether I was
the male or female character, the difference was only that I would not
have a cape to cover me like Jodie and our daughters, who though wearing
less clothing than I would have liked were both wearing more clothing
than me. Whether the expression should be if the cap, shoe or bra fits
I am wearing all of them. I am the sissy faggot I was always called by
my tormentors. It is time I embraced it and saw where the ride takes
me....
I have an appointment to have my ears pierced in the morning. I am
rather nervous about walking the streets in only a corset and panties...
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