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Making a Sissy By Jena Corso Edited by Angela Meyers Chapter One "Aunt Lynne, I really have to go," said Tommy, racing over holding himself. "Like really bad." "So can you take him, honey?" Lynne asked. "Really?" Justin replied, leaning back. "I just got comfortable." "Seriously? You are so F--. I mean so lazy," said Lynne, shaking her head. "Now come on, the little guy is just learning and doing really good potty training already, so it's just a swim diaper you need to help him get down." "Then what's the point? He's probably pissed in the water already," said Justin, leaning back and enjoying the warm shallow water. "Now don't worry about it, I just got comfortable." "That is so repulsive in so many ways I don't even know what to say, and what great teaching you're doing here?" said Lynne sarcastically, shaking her head and pointing. "I'll take him, but that means you are watching the other two. Now it's a freaking water park so like if it's not too much trouble please?" Justin just rolled his eyes, suddenly having to watch Brittany and Tiffany as Lynne hurried away with her nephew, taking him into the rest room. It was a gorgeous summer day at Sesame Place as Lynne had taken her two nieces and nephew on a Saturday afternoon to the large kiddie amusement park. With Sesame street rides, characters and mostly kiddie water rides, it was the perfect setting for their twenty six year old aunt, who relished her time with the kids. When she finally returned with little Tommy feeling better after his trip to the rest room, she looked ready to kill her boyfriend as he was lounging about, barely watching the kids. "Seriously Justin?" Lynne scolded him. "Are you even watching them?" "I'm watching, and they're fine," said her boyfriend, lounging in the shallow water next to some fountains. "They're right here playing, and what could happen in a foot of water with their floaties on." "Everything, you idiot! They could fall! Drown! Or how about being snatched by some pervert?" yelled Lynne. "Places like this attract them, you know." "Then why the hell did we bring them here?" yelled back Justin. "And they're fine." "Yeah Tiffany's fine and Brittney's way the hell over there on top of the slide, unsupervised, asshole," yelled Lynne, hurrying over to the bottom of the slide. "Slide down to auntie, honey." "Oh shit!" said Justin looking over. "I thought this was her! Every freaking little girl here has the same pigtails." "Her bathing suit is yellow, and that kid's is pink," said Lynne, returning with her, holding her hand. "And it's Tiffany in pigtails. Brittney's hair's in a high pony, moron. Pay a little attention." "Well, same color floaties," said Justin, looking at her and then the other. "Yeah her and every other kid that bought Elmo floaties today," said Lynne, shaking her head. "Were you not there with me when I bought them earlier? Hello?" "Mellow out, Lynne," moaned Justin. "This is supposed to be a relaxing day at a water park and shit?" "Relaxing doesn't mean spaced out Mr. Shit for brains," said Lynne, fuming. "Please just help me a little here." "Is that his nickname, Aunt Lynne?" said Tiffany. "Mr. Shit for brains? Can I call him that too?" "Oh gawddd. See what you made me do here!" said Lynne, slapping her head. "No sweetie, auntie was just being silly but that's an adult thing. You can call him lazy bones for a cute nickname though." "Ok that sounds pretty funny," said Tiffany in her little squeaky voice. "Can we go on the family tube now auntie and you want to come lazy bones?" "No, I think Mr. lazy bones will sit this one out," Justin replied, lounging back. "You go have fun with your family and I'll wait for you here." "Seriously?" said Lynne, completely annoyed now. "You're making me take all three kids by myself." "It's just a tube ride and good practice if we have a family of our own someday," said Justin. "You know I still have a bad bellyache from last night, and rides like that give me bad motion sickness" "Yeah that's exactly what I'm looking forward to. To have family where I probably work, cook, clean and do everything while my husband sits around on his lazy you know what because he's got a little tummy ache," said Lynne, rolling her eyes. "You are such a big sissy some times. Come on kids let's go on the ride and we'll see Mr. lazy bones when we get back." Justin could care less about being called any names as he again lay back, enjoying the water in the shade of a big sprinkler tower while Lynne waited on a huge line with all three kids. It would be at least an hour before she finally got back after experiencing a thirty second boat ride, finding her boyfriend exactly where she left him, lounging out in the water. "Have you even moved?" Lynne asked, standing over him. "A little," smiled Justin, taking her hand and gently pulling her to bend down and peck a kiss. "But you were gone forever. I thought maybe you were off picking up guys." "In a kiddie park?" smiled Lynne, rolling her eyes. "No in that hot bikini," said Justin, staring at her. "Yeah next time I ask you to bring me a bathing suit, like bring a suit not a yellow string bikini," said Lynne. "It's really not that appropriate for a kiddie water park since you're worried about that." "How should I know?" said Justin. "I just know it's hot on you, and why else would I be worried that you were gone so long?" "Yeah because the place is crawling with guys looking to pick up bikini chicks dragging around three little kids at Sesame Place," Lynne sat down, giving him a kiss. "That's usually exactly what guys are out looking for." "Hey no smoochie my auntie Mr. lazy bones," teased Tiffany, splashing and interrupting the kiss. "Hey you little devils," said Justin annoyed, wiping the water from his face after being splashed, interrupting his moment of romance. "Girls! No splashing," giggled Lynne. "Now come on, let's go do something and have you moved at all today?" "I moved once for a drink," smirked Justin. "I'm thirsty too, auntie," yelled Brittney, yanking her hand. "Ok, in the cooler honey," said Lynne, taking her over and then looking up at Justin as she opened it. "You girls drank all that milk already?" "No! I didn't have any," said Brittney. "Did you Tiff?" "No," said Brittney. "Me either?" "Justin?" Lynne asked. "Well I thought it was for all of us, and I didn't have any money on me," said Justin, grinning sheepishly. "Yeah well it wasn't, and the locker is right there," said Lynne, annoyed. "You have the freaking key and it's not like I could keep it on me in this suit." "Just buy some more then," said Justin. "Geeezz. You see the line," said Lynne, rummaging through the cooler and then stopping. "Holy shit! You drank the little container too?" "Well I was thirsty. It's freaking hot out," said Justin, burping. "You are so disgusting, and just give me the key." Lynne looked appalled. "That was my sister's breast milk idiot for little Tommy." "No wonder it tasted funny," said Justin, making a face as she pulled it from his wrist while he was burping again. "Get the fuck up," said Lynne, freaking out. "We're getting the girls a drink and then leaving. I can't be here without that milk for his bottle." "One second," said Justin looking focused. "Ahhhh." "Eeewwww!" yelled Tiffany, jumping back. "He's making a sissy." "Please tell me you're not," said Lynne stunned and grossed out, pulling the kids away. "Ok then I'm not, but I need a second," said Justin, breathing out softly. "It's just you were right that I shouldn't have drank that other milk." "Ohhhh MMMyyy GGaawwdddd," said Lynne, grabbing the cooler and the kids. "You freaking are making a sissy. Come on kids. Hurry up." "I'll be right there," chuckled Justin. Over to the lounge chair he went, wrapping a towel around his wast and then pulling on his t-shirt, easily catching up as she raced to the locker. If looks could kill, he would have been long dead as she gathered all their belongings and hurried them from the park after only half a day. Back to her sister's house she went, quickly feeding the kids and giving the toddler a bottle as Justin headed into the guest room taking a shower. She was a wonderful aunt, loving her time with the kids as she was filling in for her sister while she was away for a much needed R&R weekend. Her sister had recently tossed out her deadbeat husband for cheating multiple times and being constantly between jobs. Being the great sister, Lynne was there to cry with her, give support and help in any way she could, but even if her sister didn't have issues, she enjoyed helping with the kids. She fed and bathed the kids before playing with them until it was bed time. She'd worked hard all day to make sure their day was perfect and to ensure the house was in order until finally she got the kids to bed. After loading the washing machine and then the dish washer, she headed down to the family room to find her boyfriend exhausted as she startled him watching television while surfing on her sister's laptop. "Hey finally done?" Justin asked, softly kissing her as she snuggled next to him on the couch. "Yup!" said Lynne, leaning her head on his shoulders. "Watching anything good?" "Just a game that sucks, and bad porn," smiled Justin. "You're not still mad at me are you?" "No, I'm too tired and I'd rather not talk about it, ok?" replied Lynne, petting his hair and then kissing his cheek. "I know who I'm dating, and your maturity level." "Exactly," laughed Justin. "So now that we've established my agreed upon immaturity level, then you got any sexy lingerie here?" "Well you're the one that stopped home and brought my bathing suit?" said Lynne, kissing his neck. "Did you not think of bringing me anything special, knowing we'd be sleeping here?" "Well I did bring you some heels that matched your swimsuit, and I was thinking I'd be heading home after we had sex," said Justin. "I kind of have to get up early tomorrow to go to Danny's for the Panther's game." "You are such a fucking jerk!" said Lynne, pulling back from touching him. "First of all you brought me expensive leather stilettos to walk in at a water park that would fall apart if they got wet, and even worse you're bailing on me to watch a pre-season game in August?" "Well it's the first game, and we've missed football," yelled Justin. "And how would I know they'd fall apart. I have no freaking idea about girls stuff or kids or any of this shit. That's your job, not mine." "What's my job, Justin?" yelled Lynne. "Enlighten me, because it seems like every freaking thing is and will be my job if we ever get married?" "Maybe I said that wrong?" said Justin, rolling his eyes. "Forget it! Come on just take off your clothes and put on the heels. Who needs lingerie. You'd rock in the pumps." "Yeah well how about you put them on if you love them so much," scolded Lynne. "I'm not in the fucking mood anymore." "Trust me, I would if that's all it takes to get you going, because exactly when are you lately?" said Justin, annoyed. "You used to be some much fun and now it's nothing but work or helping your sister." "Are you fucking kidding?" sighed Lynne, getting pissed. "I'm freaking supporting us, remember! I paid the entire rent last month and your car payment! And do not even say a fucking word about me helping my sister!" "I'm not. I know you love her kids and her husband was a piece of shit," said Justin. "That I'll never argue with a thousand percent, but what about us? We still need some time for us you know?" "Uug," sighed Lynne, rolling her eyes. "I do know that! Of course I do, but there's a time and a place for everything and this isn't it! Is it?" "Maybe not," said Justin. "It's just all you do is work and work. Then when you're not working, it's helping with the kids. I need some time to you know." "I know you do," nodded Lynne. "But again I gotta pay the bills, right." "I know and trust me, I do appreciate it," said Justin, throwing up his hands. "Well I hope you do, but it would be nice to hear it sometimes," said Lynne. "Sorry, I really do," nodded Justin. "Plus you always say you hate male chauvinist types, so I never try to be like that." "Yeah that I am thankful for, sweetie," said Lynne. "Last thing I need is someone around me like that, especially since I know I'm an A- personality type. Trust me, I do appreciate you being able to deal with me when some boyfriends just couldn't." "Well, since you brought that up, it's been over a year since we've been living together and well?" said Justin, breaking eye contact. "It's just things have been changing fast for us?" "Changing? Not really?" said Lynne. "Not really?" said Justin, frustrated. "And do not say I'm over sensitive." "I didn't?" said Lynne. "Yeah, but you were thinking it?" snarled Justin. "Weren't you?" "I don't know," said Lynne, shaking her head looking away. "Maybe, but don't change the freaking subject. I'm beyond frustrated with us, and what's been changing except me having to work more hours or helping my sister." "So you think nothing's been changing? Look at you, Lynne." Justin pointed. "You had the most gorgeous hair, and used to wear the sexiest outfits, then one day you come home and I barely recognize you." "Seriously? I dress sexy for you all the time," replied Lynne, stroking her hair. "You do realize I have to dress professionally for work, and I can't believe you don't like my hair. It's just a bob, and sure, more corporate for work but I thought you'd think it was hot on me? It's popular and all the rage these days! I can't believe you hate it?" "I didn't say I hate it," said Justin, backpedaling a little. "But it just seems weird that I have longer hair than my girlfriend now. Don't ya think?" "What I think was I wasn't worried about that until you've brought up this shit, but if it helps you grow up a little, then chop it the fuck off," said Lynne, flicking his pony. "I'm sorry I didn't consult you on my haircut, but I never knew I needed to?" "I didn't say you did, but something that drastic I thought you would mention?" said Justin. "Please, let's not fight about something so trivial, mom!" "Mom?" said Lynne getting angry. "You think I got a mom cut, and I look like your mother!" "Oh so who's being sensitive now?" Justin retorted. "No, I don't think you look like my mother, but I could use a little mothering if you're asking? If we are not going to have sex, then do you have any more aloe, because I got a little sun burn on my lower back and near my butt and it's really hurting!" "Really? That's a shame!" laughed Lynne, rolling her eyes. "Then go home to mommy and let her take care of her baby." "Please, come on," said Justin, grabbing her hand. "It's tingling and you always take such good care of me. Please?" "Just not today obviously?" said Lynne, letting out a deep breath. "I guess your mommy shouldn't have trusted you to put on your own sun screen and you burnt you touchie, little one." "Yeah, pretty much," smiled Justin, pulling up his shorts, showing his red butt cheeks. "You're like another freaking kid to take care?" said Lynne, looking at his horrible tan lines across his burnt buttocks. "I'm already watching three little ones, so what's one more." "Well, I do like being waited on hand and foot like they are," laughed Justin. "Oh jeezz! Come on," said Lynne, shaking her head. "Let's go get you in the shower and I'll put some ointment on you when you come out." "Thanks," smirked Justin, feeling better already. "That would be perfect." Over to the shower he went, cringing when the water pounded down on his sun burn as she adjusted the temperature from him as he settled in. When he finally came out in nothing but a towel, she handed him some pills to swallow to take off the edge and then rubbed some ointment all over his sun burn. Like a little wimp he moaned, forgetting about his sexual desires as she soothed him before finally she pinned the softest dry fluffy towel around his waistline and pulled a sheet up over him. "I'll be back after I check on the kids and sleep like that at least it'll be soothing and not cut into you where you're tender like your briefs," said Lynne switching off the lights. He passed out fast asleep in the guest room before she could even come back and then felt her stroking his head as he turned over a few times, having a rough night's sleep. When he finally woke, it was already day light as the sun peaked through the shades and then he looked up, seeing Lynne sitting there beside him as he sat up. "What time is it?" asked Justin. "Time to rise and shine," said Lynne. "Plus time for us to talk." "But what time is it and where's my phone?" said Justin, rubbing his eyes as he sat up. "I have to see what time Danny is picking me up here to go watch the game, and you think you could put the ointment on me again before I go. That really was soothing, and I'm really uncomfortable." "So you want your mommy to take care of you again then?" joked Lynne, touching his face. "Well yeah?" smirked Justin. "Sure, fuck it!" nodded Lynne. "If you want me to treat you like you're a little princess, then fine that's exactly what I'll do." "Honestly? That would be awesome," smiled Justin. "Would it?" replied Lynne, taking out her phone. "Careful what you wish for, but at this point we're headed there anyway." "Please stop texting and just do it," yelped Justin, lying back down and spreading his legs. "And don't make me beg so I can go watch football later." "As you wish darling, and since I clearly know where you stand there's no point even worrying about a damn thing anymore. And then it's not time for football right now," said Lynne, getting a little choked up as she stopped texting before tossing her phone aside, lifting up his right leg. "We've got other things I need to talk to you about and I've been attending to your little problems all night in case you didn't realize it." "Oh please not now, and I think I kind of did," whined Justin, feeling her wiping him. "I'm not feeling great and let's just save any arguments for when we're back home please." "There won't be any arguments," said Lynne, getting serious. "I'm really well beyond any bullshit after wiping your ass and cleaning you half the night. Trust me I'm way too tired to argue, and your chances of winning any argument right now are at zero." "Not looking to win a damn thing," said Justin, hearing a squirting noise and feeling the ointment soothe his ass cheeks. "Well when you shit the towel, then even your slightest chance of trying to present an argument quickly flies out the window," said Lynne, shaking her head. "Just be happy I have a strong stomach and you didn't shit on my sister's silk sheets." "Oh gawwwddd," gulped Justin. "I thought I was dreaming." "I wish, because I've got two garbage bags outside filled with my sister's towels that I'll now need to replace, covered in your shit if you'd care to see them," said Lynne. "No thank you," said Justin, mortified. "I didn't think you would, but if you change your mind, that's where you'll find them," said Lynne. "Again no thank you," said Justin mortified. "And please just help me. This is embarrassing enough!" "See how nice you can be when you want to be?" teased Lynne. "Sit up honey and I love when you say thank you or please." "Is this a diaper?" asked Justin, looking down. "Like an adult diaper?" "Pretty much? It's made more for a big girl, but it fits and the best I could do at 3am in Wall-mart. You'll need to stay in this until we're sure there's no more leakage before I put the princess in pretty panties," said Lynne, reaching over to the night stand, taking a big brush and stroking his hair back off his face. "Now sit straight up as your hair is like a knotty disaster after the way you slept, but that we'll fix shortly." "Enough with the teasing! I don't feel great, and how can I possibly go anywhere in a diaper?" whined Justin. "Please get me my phone so I can text Danny and make up some bullshit excuse." "I already texted him and canceled," said Lynne, brushing his hair. "Now I'm sure you won't like it, but I'm calling the shots moving forward with us, so I expect you'll do as I ask today without question, and I'm so so done with your cursing. And teasing isn't in the agenda. I'm brushing it out straight!" "Ouucchhh Lynne!" yelped Justin as she was brushing hard, gathering his hair. "Easy please and whatever! Just help me please." "Like I'm not and it's all I've ever done! Now sorry but we went to a water park and did you even use any conditioner when you showered?" said Lynne, taking a band, winding it in, making his pony. "Beside all the crap in the water do you realize how much chlorine and harsh chemicals are in there that damage the shit out of your hair." "Well I don't know, and you're lecturing me about cursing?" thought Justin. "I guess maybe that's what upset my stomach?" "Yeah well swallowing half the e coli in the water is one thing, but I'm sure drinking my breast milk didn't help the princesses' tummy did it you big sissy," said Lynne's sister Janine, walking in and handing a bottle to her sister. "Here's the expensive de-tangler you asked for, sis." "Janine, you can't see me like this," panicked Justin, grabbing hold of the sheet and pulling it over his waist. "Please, a little privacy please." "See you?" laughed Janine, pulling it right off him. "A little privacy? It's my house you're in, remember?" "But you shouldn't see me like this?" moaned Justin, getting upset. "Oh please! Seen one little wiener, you've seen them all," laughed Janine. "Who do you think helped get you so nice and smooth or wiped your ass while my sister went to Wall-mart. You've got nothing I haven't seen, and be thankful I drove a half hour to pick up your outfit for today. How about a thank you for having to come home a day early from my trip instead of a complaint." "Smooth?" gulped Justin, looking down at his legs now. "Lynne, my legs? Am I seeing things? You shaved my legs?" "No, it was nair," said Lynne. "Nair on your legs, nair on your arms and really nair almost everywhere. But does it really matter? You slept and shit right through it anyway?" "But not your balls, honey," said Janine. "Those I shaved! I was afraid the nair would be a be harsh on your more sensitive areas, but either way you're baby smooth now." "I don't understand?" yelled Justin, grabbing at his crotch through the big adult diaper. "Is this some kind of joke, making me feel like a baby or something?" "Not at all. We've been talking about this all night, and I think it'll be the best thing for you," said Lynne, letting out a breath as she looked at him, softly touching his face. "I know it'll be hard at first, but I asked you just to be certain and you told me yes. I asked you if you wanted mommy to take care of you and to be her little princess and what did you say?" "I said yes! Yes, but not to this?" whined Justin. "Not to being in a diaper if it wasn't necessary, or to having my body hair nair-ed off!" "Well what's done is done and can't be undone, my little precious one," replied Lynne, folding her arms. "Maybe next time an adult asks you a question, be clearer, but it doesn't matter anymore because it's time to get the princess dressed. We've got a busy agenda, and like I said, I expect you won't give either of us a problem will you?" "Problem?" said Justin, stunned, staring down at his legs. "Problem with what exactly?" "Ok enough with the niceness, sis! So did you not make a sissy yesterday in the water park near my children?" said Janine, looking ready to kill. "Please deny it. Go ahead? I'd love to hear the bullshit?" "Well," gulped Justin, looking at her and then away, "so that's what this is all about? Punishment? Punishment for a little sissy?" "Well it didn't help, and was it the straw that broke the camel's back," said Lynne, folding her arms. "We both know our relationship is down to shit, but here I still am wiping your ass. Now I've been reluctant to leave you homeless with no family out here, but if I need to throw your ass out into the street, than I'm prepared to do what I need to do now." "Please, no," moaned Justin, staring at the floor. "You know I have nowhere else to go right now?" "Ok then and I wasn't sure how to deal with all this at first, but what made matters worse was me looking at your porn history on my sister's laptop?" said Lynne, staring at him intently. "Is that what you think of me? I mean hot chicks with big boobs having sex is one thing, but guys pissing on girls, abusing women and then dominating sissies? Come on, how much more disrespectful or demeaning to women could you be? How could you be so into that?" "I don't think I was looking at that stuff," backpedaled Justin. "Maybe it just clicked in and out without even knowing about some of that?" "For almost two hours while I fed and bathed the kids?" said Lynne, getting upset until her sister grabbed her arm. "And should I ask you about all the disgusting subscriptions I seem to be paying for?" "It's not worth it honey, so stay focused on the problem in hand," said Janine, rubbing her back. "Believe me I think subconsciously he knows things have to change and drastically. In fact I'm sure of it, and maybe he even expected to be caught so you could help him." "Please Lynne, I can change?" replied Justin, confused. "Please ladies, I don't even know what to say here?" "There's nothing to say, so don't make things harder than they need to be," said Janine, patting her sister's back. "You made a sissy yesterday, and today we'll be making one." "You mean making me one?" said Justin. "Haha. Very funny. You want to call me a sissy for peeing or needing to be nursed to health, then fine. I'm a sissy if it makes you happy." "See, that was easier than you thought then Lynne, so stay strong and let's get a move on," said Janine, opening a package as she looked at her sister. "I can't be late getting Timmy from his play date or the girls from dance. Let's get her socks on first." "And you're sure everything I picked looks as good as it did on-line, right?" asked Lynne, extending one of Justin's legs, taking a sock from her sister. "Honestly I'm not sure what you spend on all this, but the quality is looks even better than I imagined," said Janine, handing her the second sock after she put the first one on him. "If I didn't agree I would have texted you to change things this morning, but honestly they had so many pretty things in his size." "Who knew?" said Lynne, putting on the other sock. "If these are any indication, then I guess the quality will be worth the price, but you'd know better than me." "This isn't funny anymore," Justin said, seeing the frilly socks on his feet and pulling back his leg. "You know as much as I do," said Janine, pulling out a big frilly panty from a bag. "You buy my kids more expensive clothes than I do." "No way Lynne, and stop ignoring me," Justin whined, seeing the white ruffles and then not expecting Janine to slap his face before she pushed him back flat on the bed. "Hey behave and if I broke a nail, you'll really be in trouble," said Janine, looking at her finger, flexing them as over his left ankle and then the right went the panty as Lynne lifted his back, sliding it up tight. "And don't you dare interrupt me again, or next time I'll do more than shave those balls." "Please, for me honey?" said Lynne, looking down at him, touching his forehead. "Please! Just don't say anything and like it or not, this is happening darling!" "But what's happening?" Justin sniveled as Lynne was lifting his right ankle and slipping on a shoe as he felt it buckle tightly over his ankle. "Is this some sick game?" "Do you really think I'd be interested in some game with you involved?" said Janine. "No shot of that like ever sissy. Now zip it and if you kick me even by accident, you'll have hell to pay, so get your shoes on pronto." "Please don't make this worse, or I'll have to and trust me neither one of us wants that," said Lynne, lifting his left ankle and slipping on a shoe as he felt it buckle tightly over his ankle. "Remember I've barely slept while I took care of your sorry ass, so just learn to be thankful like we talked about earlier. Now take my hand and stand up straight please." "Oh no!" said Justin, looking down at his legs as Lynne knelt, tapping his left knee and then the right, having him to step inside a sea of pale pink ruffles. "Please Lynne. What is all this?" When she snapped the elastic waistband above his hips, he glanced down again, seeing his legs and feet beneath the see through, mesh-like flaring fabric. "It's just your petticoat honey, and the length is perfect on you," said Lynne, pleased with the fit and looking at her sister nodding. "Good call on the layering sis, and hands up sissy, because this layer is a bit thicker and heavier." The view would moments later become even more complicated, as she lifted his arms and then down came another layer of white crinoline attached to thin tank top like body suit as she tugged it down tightly above the first layer. It was almost like she'd made him some ballerina, as she twisted him, adjusting the layers or crinoline to her liking and then he looked over, watching Janine unzip a big garment bag. He almost couldn't watch as a sea of glistening pink emerged from the bag and then a lightbulb went on as he recognized its electricity. "This c-c-c-cannn't be happening," said Justin, looking at the dress headed his way, completely freaking out now. He was trying to recall what he'd seen on the porn site, but nothing was registering except the glittered details and silk shine were strongly resonating in his brain. Within a second, Lynne was raising his arms and sliding them inside the garment as it completely engulfed his head now. When his face finally emerged through the opening for his head, she paused, pinching his cheeks, awaking his daze once most of the garment was past his chin. "Hey! Last warning!" scolded Lynne. "Be still, and if you freaking rip this with your sissy quivering, then you really will be leaving here in your diaper. You got me, Justina?" "Justttttinnna," gulped Justin as she manipulated the delicate garment. "It's so pretty, right?" said Lynne, ever so gently pulling down the dress all the way now. "Leaving here?" asked Justin as his shivers increased as she straightened the fit and lifted the ends of the dress, adjusting it. "It'll be fine, cupcake," said Lynne, pulling him in, hugging him and then spinning him around as the zipper began slowly inching up his back. "No it won't," cried Justin, stunned, feeling the zipper closing him in. "Sssshhhh sweetie," said Lynne with her finger on his lips as she straightened the dresses' big collar and lace at his neckline. "We've got big plans for you Justina, and when we're done with you, not a sole will see anything but a pretty girl in this dress. Hand me my brush again sis, and some de-tangler." "Like that's going to be tough," teased Janine, handing Lynne her big brush in one hand as she shook a spray bottle in the other. "I have to pee!" yelled Justin, panicking as Lynne began squirting some flowery smelling liquid on his hair. "Oh it's probably just the little moisture you're feeling honey, but if you really need to, then go ahead," said Lynne, stopping him from moving as she grabbed hold of his pony tail and pulled out the scrunchie, putting it between her teeth. "Remember we're more than prepared for that aren't we?" "Yes we are, so tinkle away, princess," said Janine, as Lynne was brushing all his hair again into her palm, gathering it as he was cringing. "Aunt Janine has already packed your diaper bag, so no worries honey." "Aunt Janine?" Justin questioned, endlessly shivering now as she was pulling his hair so tightly as she brushed. "You want me to call you Aunt Janine?" "Excuse me, young lady," said Lynne, yanking on various spots, pulling it tightly atop his crown and then spinning him around, taking his shoulders looking into his eyes. "I expect nothing but politeness and respect out of you, especially when you address an adult! Any adult?" "Uuuumm," said Justin, completely freaked out now as Lynne stretched the wire of her flat iron across his chest, lifting it above his head. "Ok?" "Good girl," said Lynne, gliding it quickly down strands of his pony as he could hear the sizzle and see it finish off the strands out of the corner of his eyes. "I can't leave like this, Lynne," cried Justin as she was now flat ironing it as one big strand. "I just can't!" "No, you're right, honey," said Lynne, yanking on various spots, pulling it tightly atop his crown again and then stretching a long thick silk ribbon in front of his face. "And I'd never really let you leave like this. I swear I wouldn't." "Oh thank gawwwdd," said Justin, letting out a deep breath as she knotted it around his pony, adjusting the ends. "I really thought you were making me, and I must look ridiculous." "Oh no sweetie, you look adorable and that's not at all what I meant," replied Lynne, taking a glittery big bowtie bow from her sister and pushing down his forehead, winding it in right in front of the silk ribbon. "I just meant I'd never let you leave with your hair anything short of perfect. Now that's better, and don't worry, I'll change you in the car if you wet yourself. Ready, sis?" "Never readier, and I left your blue suit in the hallway closet," Janine smiled, spinning her car keys around her finger. "After you, princess."