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Mommy are you serious I have to find a summer job? Part 2 By Princess Pantyboy Me, Kelly 16-year-old boy Miley 13-year-old little sister that is taller than me. Mrs. Anderson Manager and my boss. Sandy New friend, works with me Authors note: Hello to all! I want to thank everyone for all the sweet emails. I hope you all enjoy my newest story. I hope to hear from you all soon. Hugs, Princess Part 2 I start walking away from the mall down the street and up my block. I'm trying to think what I am going to do when my mom and my sister see me wearing a dress which is my new work uniform. I can't let that happen, maybe I could sneak in the house and they won't see me dressed like this, but then again, I got to tell them my bicycle was stolen. Man, this sucks. I made all this money on tips, working as a girl and now I'm almost home. I look at the front of the house, great mommy's car is not in the driveway. I hope it's not in the garage. I walk up to the house; I open the front door and I look in. I don't hear anything. "YES," I say out loud. I'm going to get away with this. I start to run up the stairs and bam there's my sister Miley staring at me. "Well, well little brother, or I should say little sister since you're wearing a pretty little dress. That dress looks like the same uniform Patti wore when she worked at Macy's restaurant." I look up at Miley. "Um Miley you can't tell mommy, you can't please. I'll do anything, you can't tell mommy they hired me as a waitress. I don't know what happened, I did the interview, I filled out the paperwork, I went in the back to get changed into my new uniform and guess what?" I look sadly at myself. "Look at me, the uniform is for a girl's position." "Please Miley you can't tell mommy, I'll do anything, I made good money and I even make tips too." I don't realize I sound like a little toddler trying to not get in trouble. "The bad thing is they stole my bicycle, I totally don't want to tell mommy. Because mommy is going to get so pissed at me, for not locking it up like she reminded me. She'll be happy I got a job but she's going to be still pissed about the bicycle." Miley smiles like she has some thoughts. "Well little sister you can use my bicycle to ride to work, and then lock it up of course. It's a little girly but it looks like you're kind of a little girly now too hee-hee." "But Miley I can't ride your bicycle, it's pink, it's a total a little girl's bicycle, it's totally a pink girl's bicycle." I feel Miley take my hand and walked me over to the wall mirror. I look at the two of us, she's wearing shorts, an I'm as girly as I can be wearing a short dress which is my new uniform for work. "You're telling me the bicycle is too girly, look at you little sister." I stare into the large mirror shaking my head seeing our reflection. "Ok, ok, I'll do whatever you say Miley, just don't tell mommy about how I am dressed, and that I'm working as a girl at the restaurant." I see a smile on Mileys face. "Oh really, ok little sister your legs are looking a little hairy, since you're wearing a dress every day for work, I want you to go in the shower, shave your legs, shave your arms, your armpits. I don't want any hair from your toes to your eyebrows. Speaking of your eyebrows, I will have to look at them after you get out of the shower." "Ok then you won't tell on me Miley? You promise if I do as you say?" I stare at Miley hoping she won't tell mommy. I think Miley knows she has me over a rock, that I'm stuck doing whatever she wants. "You do as I say little sister Kellie, and I won't tell mommy you're really a little Sissy girl." I hear Miley laughing at me. I walk into the bathroom and I turn the shower on. I look at myself in the mirror, sure enough there is my big sister looking at me. I look just like my older sister who is away at college. I'm just smaller than she was at this age. I pull the dress over my head, I stand just in my new panties. I look down at myself, I still look like a girl wearing panties, I can't believe I don't have a bulge between my legs. I slide the panties down my legs, and I get into the shower and wow, the water feels great on my body. It sure is tough to stand all day, but I sure made a lot of money. I don't want to tell Miley or mommy how much money I made in tips. Miley will probably want my tips, especially since I must do whatever Miley says. Or she's going to tell mommy I have a job working as a girl. "Oh man," I say aloud. I see there's no shampoo of mine, so I use my sister's. Great now I smell like flowers again. I use the same liquid soap she had and if I didn't smell like flowers a little bit, now I smell like flowers a whole bunch. I hope nobody sees that I'm shaving my legs. I put shaving cream all over them, and I look at the pink razor. Oh my God what am I doing? And I start running the razor up and down my legs, from the ankle up to my little penis that is barely sticking out of my body. Oh my God look at my legs, now they look so much like a girl's. Mommy is going to freak when she sees me wearing shorts, she will see my legs are smooth and soft like girls. Oh well, maybe she won't notice, maybe I'll just wear jeans. What am I thinking? I don't have any jeans, I don't even have shorts or any clothes of my own anymore. I'm using all my sister's hand-me-downs. "Oh my God I'm going to be using this money to buy myself clothes, so they don't see my legs look just like a girl's," I say aloud hoping Miley doesn't hear me. I hear the bathroom door open. I listen and sure enough it is Miley. "Hey, Kelly, I left you an outfit on the counter. I'll take your uniform and panties and put them in the wash for you so you have them for tomorrow's work hee-hee." "Oh thanks Miley, that is really nice of you, thank you! I'm almost done in the shower anyway, so I'll be out in a minute." I still hear Miley in the bathroom. "Kelly did you shave your legs and your whole body like a good little girl he he?" I hear her giggling. "Yes, Miley I did. I'm turning off the shower now, I will be out in a second." I try to ignore my little sister teasing me. I hear the door starting to close. "That's good Kelly because I want to see you in your new outfit as soon as you get out of the shower, I'll be waiting." "Okay get out so I can get dried off." I get out of the shower and see panties sitting on top of jean shorts and a short sleeve shirt. I lift up the shirt and it's white and has a picture of a princess on it, or it says Princess on it. I see the picture of somebody from Disney princesses, I'm guessing. I pull the shirt over my head and it fits good which is a bummer, so I'm stuck wearing it. I slide the little panties up my legs, of course they are pink and say Barbie on them. But they do feel kind of silky compared to the panties that I wore all day today. But the panties do fit good. I look down and then at the mirror and I see wow, I look like a girl, so I get the shorts and I slide them up my legs. "What the heck?" I'm like- wait a minute these aren't shorts, this is a skirt, a mini skirt. I stare at myself in the mirror, what do I do? Miley really wants me to wear a miniskirt, if I say no, she will just tell mommy I'm working as a girl. Oh my God what are my choices, guess I don't have any. I open the bathroom door. I turn and sure enough there is Miley. I look at her staring at me up and down. I can't complain or she could freak. "Wow my old mini skirt fits you perfectly, and your legs look hot and sexy. Kelly you need to shave them at least every other day, keep 'em nice and smooth just like a good girl. Unless of course you want me to tell mommy that you have a job working as a waitress at Macy's, and you're working as a girl wearing a dress, just like Patty wore when she worked there." I almost go into shock from another threat. "No, no Miley you can't tell mommy, you have to tell her that I'm working as a dishwasher boy or something in the back. The last thing I want is mommy knowing I'm working as a girl wearing a dress, please Miley don't tell her." "Don't worry little Sissy sister, you wear the clothes I tell you to wear and I won't tell mommy. But from now on the minute you get home from work, you're going to be wearing a dress or a skirt. No more pants or jeans. When mommy comes home you can change into some of my old shorts which are girly anyway. You can at least take your dress or skirt off then. You're always going to be wearing panties, do you understand that little sister, no matter what you're wearing?" I don't like what I'm hearing but I have no choice. "Ok, ok, Miley I'll do whatever you say, please don't tell mommy." I push the long hair out of my eyes again and again while we're talking. "You know Kelly, your hair is always in your eyes, I think you should ask mommy to give you bangs so that your hair stays out of your eyes." I hear Miley and I stare at her. "But Miley if I get my hair cut with bangs won't that make me look too girly, or will it be ok for me?" "Well Kelly, I don't care if you like it or not. I think it would be better for you. I don't think it would look too girly for you, and it'll keep the hair out of your eyes, so I won't have to watch you moving it back and forth always. Just ask mommy, I'm sure she'll do it for you or go to the mall to get your hair cut." I look down like I am beaten again. "Ok Miley I'll do as you say, as long as you keep not telling mommy, ok Miley?" Miley doesn't respond to me, she just smiles and walks back into her room. "Kelly, I need you to go downstairs and get me a drink, all right? Mommy won't be home for a while, so you don't have to change out of your pretty little mini skirt yet." I turn and walk towards the stairs. "Ok Miley, I'll go get it, you just want some water or what do you want?" "A diet Coke please that would be great, you might as well get one for yourself cause you need to watch your weight little sister he he he." I ignore Miley or I try to. "That's not funny Miley, you don't have a clue how I feel. If I don't take this job, mommy is going to buzz my head. I will look like a cue ball. Look at my hair, it's so pretty and now she wants to buzz it all off, what's my choice? I have to go to work as a girl." "Oh, stop your whining little sister, sissy sister just go get me a drink and everything will be alright. Oh, before I forget Kelly, I need you to run out to the mailbox I'm expecting a letter." She has to be out of her mind. "Miley I'm wearing a miniskirt, I look like a girl. I can't go outside dressed like this, what if somebody sees me? They'll tell everybody I'm wearing girl's clothes." "Stop whining Kelly, you look just like a little girl especially with your legs nice and smooth, nobody's going to know that you're my big brother dressed up like a little girl. Stop whining and get out there unless you want to wait till mommy gets home and then she'll see you wearing your pretty little mini skirt." I look down in defeat, again. "I'll go, geez you don't have to keep threatening me for everything, I'm not a baby you know." I shake my head. "Okay I'm going, chill." I'm trying to figure out how I get into this position. I open the front door and I'm just thinking what to do. I forget I'm even wearing a miniskirt. I don't look at the neighbors driving by, I'm just trying to do the task, Miley tells me to do. I walk up to the mailbox, I take the mail out and then I realize I'm wearing a miniskirt. My legs are in view and I hope no one sees I'm wearing panties. I look just like a little girl, I'm like - oh my God I need to get back in the house. I start walking up the driveway quickly, I get to the front door and I open it. The moment after I close it, I hear mommy's car pull into the driveway. "Oh no, shit," I say out loud. "Miley mommy's home, mommy's home, I left your mail on the table, I got to hurry up and change. I need some clothes now hurry, hurry, I need some clothes." I run up the stairs, I get into my room and I look around trying to figure out what to wear. I open my closet and it's filled with dresses, and other little miniskirts, and longer skirts and I don't see any pants hanging up. I go over to my dresser I start to feel really sick like I'm going to throw up. I see no pants and shorts, I only see more skirts, more girl's clothes. I open another dresser draw, all I see is panties and all this girly stuff. I don't see any boy's clothes at all. Oh shit, that's right mommy told Miley to remove all my old clothes that don't fit me anymore. And put her hand me downs in there so now I have to wear them. Damn what am I going to do? Miley walks in. "What's the matter little sister you don't want mommy to see you wearing your pretty mini skirt hehehe?" I hear Miley giggling. Miley stops teasing me. "It's not funny Miley, help me find some pants or shorts or something, please you promised." "Ok, don't let your panties getting in a twist he he he. Yeah just wear these shorts you'll be fine. You could leave that shirt on you're still wearing." I immediately slide down the miniskirt I'm wearing. I'm just wearing panties. I look up, Miley is still staring at me, and I forgot she was even in here. I just wanted to get changed so fast. "Yes, you do look like a little girl just wearing your panties, you should leave your mini skirt on, let mommy see the real you, sissy sister Kelly he he." I want to freak out, but I need her help. "That's not funny Miley." I take the shorts that she gave me, I slide them up my legs and they are bright yellow. "Wow you couldn't have found any more girly shorts?" "Well actually Kelly, maybe I'll just take those shorts back, leave you wearing your miniskirt." I look at Miley with my scared eyes. "Go to mommy she knows that you're wearing all my hand-me-downs. I have more skirts and dresses than I have shorts and pants. So, she's going to eventually see you wearing the skirts and dresses. I don't have any other clothes left to wear he he he." I get scared. "How about that little sister? Remember I'm going to be calling you my little sister, you're not going to whine to mommy, are you?" "No Miley I won't be whining, but please help me, I don't know what to do as a girl. I look, feel, so silly, I didn't even remember I was wearing a dress all day long. Some of the other girls looked at me, and I don't know why but I just felt off." I wait for Miley to respond. "Well look at you Kelly, you didn't wear a bra, you didn't wear a training bra. All the other girls as you called them probably think you're 10 years old, or a little boy wearing a dress. You need to wear a bra tomorrow, and everyday that's when you put your panties on in the morning, you put a bra on to. Do you understand me little sister?" "Um I guess so Miley, I'll do as you say. Please help me, and don't tell mommy they stole my bicycle either. I'll have to buy another bicycle with my tip money, I guess. I will have to borrow your bicycle if it's ok. I can't believe I'm asking you to let me borrow your little pink bicycle. Your bicycle couldn't get any more girlie." We hear a noise downstairs. "Hello, I'm home anybody here?" we hear mommy saying as the front door opens. "Miley, I need you downstairs to help me with dinner. Kelly are you home? I want to hear about your interview." "Yes, mommy I'm upstairs getting changed from work, I'll be down in a second," I say not knowing what to do as I stand only wearing my new panties, I look at the yellow shorts. I shake my head while I'm sliding the shorts up my legs. "Miley you have to promise me you won't tell mommy ok?" Miley smiles at me. "Sure, I told you, I won't tell mommy as long as you do as I'm telling you. Speaking of mommy, she wants me to help with dinner. I think that this should be a job for my little Sissy sister Kelly. So, when you go down there to tell mommy about your day, I want you to ask if you can help with dinner. You tell mommy, I'm on the phone and you want to help." "Really Miley first I have to wear these girly clothes, now I have to do girly tasks too?" I see a look on Mileys face. Miley smiles at me again which is never a good thing. "You don't know the half of it little Sissy sister. Make sure when you go down there, you tell mommy you want your haircut, you want to have bangs, because it's better for work. Tell her your hair keeps getting in your eyes, and make sure that happens. You don't want me to get upset and tell mommy. Or you'll be wearing a miniskirt when she gets home from work tomorrow." "Ok, ok, relax I'm not a baby you know." I pull the shorts up all the way and I look at myself in the mirror. I'm like - Oh my God I still look like a girl wearing these girl clothes, look at my legs they're long and smooth and God I hope mommy doesn't notice I shaved my legs. I walk downstairs. "Hi mommy it's me, it's just me. I'm going to help you with dinner. Miley's busy right now, so what do you want me to do to help?" "Ok Kelly that's great, I really do need a hand." I watch mommy turn around, and she sees the clothes I'm wearing now. "Your little sister's old clothes or hand-me-downs look great on you Kelly, they fit you perfectly." I smile hearing the compliment. "I should say thank you mommy, but I'm not too happy about wearing girl's clothes all the time. It's not fun for me, and what happens if some of my friends see me wearing girly clothes like this? I mean look at these shorts, they're bright yellow. You know any boys that wear bright yellow shorts mommy?" "No that is a good point Kelly, but no one's here but us girls so no one will say anything about you wearing girl's clothes. So, tell me how your interview went." I move the hair out of my eyes, and I look up at mommy. "Um it went great mommy. Um but my hair seems to get in my eyes all the time. One of the other girls, I mean other people working there said that maybe I should get my bangs trimmed. That way my hair doesn't keep falling in my eyes." "Really Kelly you want to have bangs like your sister has? We could do that for you, I don't have a problem at all. I used to cut hair when I was going to college." I look over at mommy smiling. "Um yeah mommy the girls at work suggested that since I have long hair. I can keep my hair in a ponytail, you know while I am washing dishes and stuff. Because I work in the back-kitchen area. So, my hair is always in my eyes, they thought it would be a good idea. What do you think mommy?" "OK Kelly let's do it right now before we start dinner, and it will only take a second. Now go into the bathroom downstairs and get me the hair basket, and bring it back as quick as you can." I go into the bathroom and sure enough there's the basket again, the same basket that mom used to fix my hair this morning. The basket with the clippers in it. I take it, and walk it back into the kitchen. I sit back on the bar stool just like I did this morning when mommy fixed my hair and put in a ponytail. "Thank you, Kelly, now let me brush your hair out really quick, ok, well I don't have a smock. Here let's just use this apron, so that your hair doesn't get on your cute little outfit." I look at the girly pink apron mommy is holding. "Mommy it's not my cute little outfit, these are girl's clothes. I really have to wear an apron? Look how big it is, it's going to hang even lower than the shorts?" "Stop whining or I'm going to take the clippers and plug them in, is that what you want Kelly? Now sit on the chair and put the apron over your head." I don't respond I just do as I'm told, the last thing I want to do is see the clippers get plugged in and have her buzz all my hair off. Mommy starts to spray the front of my hair, the back of my hair, and the sides. She puts the hair tie in my hand and for some reason I just put it around my wrist. This is messed up because it matches the other white hair tie that's around my wrist. The more girly clothes I wear, the more girly I am getting. I feel mommy brushing, combing my hair and it goes down way past my chin. I can't believe how long my hair is now. "Ok Kelly close your eyes, I don't want any of this hair to get in your eyes. That's important, the last thing we want to do is poke one of your pretty eyes out hee-hee." I hear my mommy giggling, it must be a girl thing, all they do is tease me. I close my eyes, I hear the scissors opening and closing, opening and closing. I open my eyes and bam I have bangs, my hair is gone. I look up at mommy. "Oh, your hair looks so much better already." "Now sit still, I need to even them out the last thing you want is crooked bangs Kelly." I sit there and I hear the scissors open and close, open and close. I only see tiny little half inch pieces of hair landing on top of the pile of foot long pieces of hair on my lap. Mommy steps back and looks at my hair. "There you go all done Kelly, let me get you a mirror so you could see your pretty bangs. I mean your bangs, your hair won't be in your eyes again." Mommy hands me a mirror, I look at myself. "Oh my God I look like a girl now mommy." "Mommy do these bangs make me look like a girl, or is it ok for me?" I get nervous looking at her face. Mommy stares at me straight into my eyes. "Sweetie you're wearing girl's clothes, and your hair is long like a girl. Now you have bangs like a girl. Do you want me to plug the Clippers in and buzz off the rest of your hair, so it doesn't look so girly? Your hair looks fine, not too girly at all for you Kelly." "No mommy don't do that, how can I help you make dinner?" I stare at myself in the mirror trying to take my mind off my now girly looking hair. Mommy turns her back to me. "Good girl, I mean boy Kelly. Anyway, um yeah grab the vegetables out of the refrigerator. Cut up the carrots and the potatoes, and then put them in this pot of boiling water and we will wait. The meat is cooking in the crock pot, we're having chicken stew." Dinner goes by quickly, and we all eat dinner together and then Miley goes back to her room. Surprisingly she doesn't say anything about my new hair style. I help mommy clean the kitchen, because I got that look from Miley to help without mommy asking Miley to help like she always does. So, I get volunteered so to speak. I start walking up the stairs to finally go to my room, I hear mommy in the background. "Kelly make sure you take a shower before you get your pajamas on, you're working a young man now you need to be clean every day." I turn around on the stairs to respond. "Mommy I already took a shower when I got home from work." Mommy doesn't respond. "I'm kind of beat, I'm going to probably just go watch TV in bed after I get my pajamas on." "Okay Kelly, ask Miley if she can find you some of your new pajamas." The last thing I want to do is ask Miley for anything. The moment I get to the top of the stairs I see Miley. "Don't worry little sister you have a bunch of new nightgowns, I mean pajamas I'm sure will fit you." Miley walks over to my dresser, opens one of my dressers draws, and pulls out a pink shirt. "Here try this on see if it fits. Do it fast little sister I'm not big on waiting." "Ok, ok you don't have to be so bossy." I'm so tired I don't even think I just get my bright yellow shorts off tossing them on the floor and toss my shirt on top of them. I reach out to take the pink shirt off my bed and that is when I realize I'm all most naked just wearing the training bra and panties. I quickly pull the shirt over my head and turn too Miley. "Oh, yes that fits you perfectly Kelly." "Well I need some pajama pants or shorts sis?" I stare at Miley looking at me up and down. I turn hearing mommy in the hallway. "Oh, Kelly looks like you fit into Miley's old pajamas perfectly. How do they feel? I bet they feel good with it starting to get so hot out." "Um yes mommy they fit good but she said there are no pants or shorts to go with this pajama shirt I'm wearing." I look up at mommy shaking her head. She reaches up and takes my hand and pulls me in front of the mirror. "You're not wearing Mileys pajama shirt, you're wearing her nightgown." I stare into the mirror; all I see is mommy holding a little girl's hand wearing a short pink barbie nightgown with short girly bangs. "I should say you're wearing your new nightgown, I'm glad you like it and that is comfortable on you because Miley must have two dozen pretty nightgowns just like the one you like wearing." I feel scared. "Well sweetie I mean it is a girl's nightgown and your hair looks like a girl's, and your wearing girl's clothes so yeah, you look like a pretty little girl just like your sister. Now, run off to bed it was a big day. Tomorrow will be your second day at work love you sweetie." "I love you too mommy, thank you for fixing my hair even though my hair looks girly mommy. I still like it, I think because I like long hair." I get in bed, put my fingers up to my new nightgown, I feel how short it is. I don't know how I get into these predicaments. I close my eyes and think about tomorrow. I actually think today went good now that I think about it. It's weird I don't have any clothes now and I have to wear my sister's hand me downs. I mean I only wore shorts for a little part of the day. The most part of the day I wore my dress at work then a skirt at home now a nightgown. The next morning "Kelly wake up." I rub my eyes and I see Miley standing next to me. I try to wake up but feel weird waking up to her yelling at me. I look up at Miley. "What's the matter Miley? I'm not a baby you know. You don't have to yell at me." "Mom is making breakfast so come down before she goes to work," I hear Miley whining. "Okay okay." I push the blankets off me. I rub my eyes forgetting that I'm wearing a little girly pink Barbie nightgown, and I start walking behind Miley. Miley walks into the kitchen and we look up at mommy staring at us as we walk in the room. "Good morning girls, you both look great this morning, I mean kids." "It's okay mommy, I know I'm wearing girl's clothes. Sometimes I feel like a girl walking around here wearing only girl's clothes." Mommy looks at me smiling as we both sit down at the kitchen table, and we start eating the food that mommy left for us. We start eating our breakfast, as we watch mommy. "Okay girls you be good today, good luck at work today Kelly. I hope you have a good day and see you girls after work, love you." "I don't think mommy even noticed that she called me a girl Miley, what you think?" Looking over at my little sister who is still chewing her food and getting ready to respond to me. Miley turns to me and looks at me up and down. "Well little sister look at you, you look like a little girl. But that's okay mommy said you are pretty and you're wearing one of my old nightgowns so that's like wearing a dress in front of mommy." "But Miley your right, mommy was looking at me up and down, when she seen me wearing this nightgown. All she said was I looked pretty." We both finish our breakfast cereal. "You are getting used to wearing all my old clothes, you do look pretty wearing them. Okay Kelly you better hurry up eating, you don't want to be late for work, you still have to get dressed and bring your new uniform to work." "Okay I am finished eating breakfast, thanks for your help with everything, mommy didn't say anything about work. Thank you for not telling her I was wearing a dress at work yesterday." I see Miley smile at me. "I'll go put some clothes out for you so you can get ready for work before I go in the bathroom Kelly." I watch as Miley leaves the table and turn around to look at me. "Oh, don't forget to put away the dishes Kelly, that's your job every morning don't forget it okay?" "Yes, Miley I'll do it, as long as you don't tell mommy about that I'm working a job as a girl, I still can't believe I am a waitress at Macy's." Miley smiles at me as she turns around and starts walking back up the steps. I take the dishes and I put them in the sink. I turn the water on and I start cleaning the dishes out thinking about how this morning started with me wearing a nightgown. A little pink Barbie nightgown, I don't think you could find any more girly nightgowns if she tried. "Okay Miley," I yell up the stairs. "Is there anything you need, before I come upstairs and get dressed for work?" I walk over to the steps hearing Miley leaving my room. "No Kelly I put your clothes on the bed, okay little sister? You need to get dressed, I have to use the bathroom before it's time for me to go to school." "Miley why can't I wear the shorts that I wore yesterday to work, why do I have to wear a miniskirt." Seeing the clothes she wants me to wear today. I guess it doesn't matter, I have to go to work and wear a dress all day anyway. I hear the bathroom toilet flush and Miley comes out. "Okay little sister you have a great day at work." I walk out into the hallway holding the little miniskirt. "Miley do I have to wear this miniskirt? Can't I just wear the shorts that I wore yesterday?" Miley shakes her head. "No Kelly, you remember the deal you do as I tell you, or maybe I'll send you to work in a diaper tomorrow." I look at Miley like she's crazy, I can imagine her putting a diaper, or even a pull up on me. "Okay Miley, okay Miley I will, you don't have to scare me to death. I told you I will do whatever you want, so you don't tell mommy I have a job working as a girl." Miley stares, at me up and down holding the little miniskirt in my hands. "That's a good girl little sister Kelly, you have fun at work. Make sure when you're riding your bicycle to try to keep your legs close together, because everybody's going to be staring at your panties while riding your bicycle. Or I should say, riding my pink bicycle. Make sure you lock it up little sister, unless you want to walk to work." "I will Miley, and thank you for letting me borrow your bicycle so I can get to work. You don't know how it is for me to be wearing a skirt, let alone wearing a miniskirt. I know girls do it every day, but I'm your big brother. Look at me, I look like your little sister. You think I could get any more girly looking?" Miley turns and smiles at me; she opens the front door. "Oh, don't worry little sister, you know I could make you more girly hehehehe. Just ask I'll make you more girly, if you're a bad girl. Maybe you could wear plastic panties, to put over your pull-up wouldn't that be fun?" End of Part 2 I hope you enjoyed my newest story. 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