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Making a Sissy By Jena Corso Edited by Angela Meyers Chapter Two Justin's legs were like jelly as Lynne dragged him down the stairs by the hand with Janine following right behind her. As they stopped in the foyer, he stood shivering as his girlfriend quickly stripped down to her bra and panties before neatly folding her clothes and taking the suit from the hallway closet. In a second she had changed into her sister's white silk blouse and fitted suit before quickly opening their beach bag and taking out the yellow pumps. A few quick finger strokes in the foyer mirror of her golden blonde pin straight collar bone length bob to take the side part off her eyes were followed by several douses of hairspray and a refreshing of her scarlet red matte lip color. It was almost like she was dressed for work on a Sunday, except he was petrified to ask exactly what job might be in store for either of them now. When she turned towards him after the rapid change, he stood scared stiff like a deer in the headlights as she tossed in the tube of lipstick, re-zipping her purse. "I guess you like that color then, huh?" Lynne extended her hand. "I'm still thinking you're not quite ready for any makeup just yet, but let's get a move on my precious little sissy, and time will tell." He looked down quivering as it was almost like he was blinded by the glisten off her glossy French nails, as his legs wouldn't move if he wanted them to, but of course he didn't. He'd been transformed into an adult sissy by his girlfriend and her sister, as much in disbelief of the entire situation as he was scared. He broke eye contact, looking down one last time at the pale pink dress made from a shiny crepe satin that puffed out in more layers of ruffles and petticoats than he cared to count. At the top, it sat tightly around his neck in white peter pan satin collar trimmed in lace, and glass-silk pleated ruffles over the shoulders front and back. Matching glass-silk puff sleeves that were frilled at the hem with satin lace bubbled out down to his elbows, and at the outside of each sleeve sat dainty bows. A thin ribbon like bow sat inside the center of the rounded collar atop the fitted satin pink bodice, before the dress exploded into all its grandeur of layers. With layers of glass-silk and lace on the full pink skirt atop a white petticoat which was sandwiched between a pink one underneath, the Sissy look had been certainly achieved, even without all the fuss. He could barely see his pink Mary Janes strapped tightly across his ankles until he stuck out his foot seeing the ruffled white ankle socks with matching pink bows at the outside of each ankle bone. With every shiver now, the petticoats wavered yet held the dress puffed out at his knees, delivering an amazing prissy shape that he'd be stuck in until they'd mercifully let him out of it. "Justina," said Lynne, snapping her fingers with her hand still extended. "I said let's go and I won't ask again." As he walked up to her petrified, she shook her head spinning him and then tugged the zipper clasp tightly behind his nape, making sure it was completely closed. She took a moment undoing the bow at the back of his dress before yanking it tightly, shaking his balance before redoing it until she was happy with how it sat atop his skirt. Back around she then spun him, lifting his face and adding a touch of hairspra,y half blinding him, as the next thing he knew she had grasped his hand giving a yank. As he shook off the fumes, she was pulling him from the house and it was over as she was leading him to Janine's mini-van. He was shaking as she opened the sliding door and helped him inside, holding his skirt and petticoats flat against his buttocks as he sat back on the seat. He wanted to say something as she arranged his skirt and then belted him in but thought better of it, as it all seemed so surreal as the door closed and then the van backed out from the driveway. When Lynne folded down the passenger mirror to touch up her mascara, all he could see was his hair shooting straight up in a top pony. He moved his face, trying to get an angle, stunned by the sheer size of the glittery pink stain bow on his head and seeing the big silk ribbon behind it knotted like a second layered bow. He reached up, already accustomed to his hair in a pony, but never like this feeling, seemingly so smooth and straight as it hung down in a fountain like style. To make matters worse, they seemed to be almost ignoring he was even there as they gossiped about life, sexy guys on television and Janine getting back in the swing of dating. In the blink of an eye, seemingly he'd been diapered and put in a dress which would have been demeaning enough if it was some form of sexual game or revengeful punishment. This though was beyond some slap in the face or kick in the ass, as they had removed him from even the minor comfort of Janine's house as they finally pulled up at a huge shopping mall. "Ok, pick you up in a few hours," said Janine, looking back at him, smirking, before hugging her sister. "Have fun princess." "Fun?" gulped Justin as they ignored him as Lynne gave a last check of herself in the sun visor mirror. "Lynne, no way! Please Lynne!" "Hey? You ok sis?" asked Janine, looking at Lynne as she grabbed her wrist. "Don't!" "Yeah. I'm ok," said Lynne, taking a breath and glancing back at Justin in the mirror. "I just need a minute?" "You're doing the right thing." Janine reached down, squeezing her sister's hand. "Stay strong." "I know I am," nodded Lynne, folding up the mirror and grasping the door handle. "For everyone's sake." "Please, Lynne," yelped Justin, beginning to freak out as Lynne hopped out of the mini-van. "I don't understand." "What's to understand, Justina?" Lynne told him as she opened the sliding door. "Get out, honey." "Please stop," cried Justin as he grasped the seat, not wanting to move. "Haven't you girls humiliated me enough already?" "Us humiliated you?" yelled Janine, ready to kill him. "You almost pissed on my kids, left sissy porn on a screen little kids could have seen, and sucked down my breast milk. Now that's just yesterday, so should I go on or maybe let me put the little brat over my knee Lynne and then I'll show her what's it's really like to be humiliated." "That's not helping, Janine," said Lynne, shaking her head and looking at him through the open mini-van sliding door. "She knows what she did wrong but we're moving past that now like we talked about. Come on, Justina." "But you can't take me in there?" panicked Justin. "People will see me?" "It's just a mall Justina, and we've got so much to do. Really it's not an ordinary mall anyway, if that makes you feel better. It's a fashion mall with boutiques and a lot of specialty stores, so think of it like they'll be mostly women here anyway," said Lynne, unclipping his seatbelt. "Now get out carefully without getting your dress wrinkled, and of course they will. Did you expect to be the only one there?" "No I didn't expect to go there or anywhere like this?" Justin replied, not budging. "And I certainly didn't expect to be a sissy!" "But you are, and that's the first step in any change like this. Coming to grips with things, being honest with yourself and moving forward," said Lynne holding out her hand. "Now I know it's probably scary at first, but I'm very proud of you that you've finally accepted who you really are, even if it was a bit unexpected." "Accepted being a sissy? That's insane?" cried Justin, squeezing the seat in anger. "Please Lynne. I'm not!" "Maybe look again, princess," giggled Janine. "You're not?" "Well... You did this to me!" said Justin, almost tearing up. "I didn't pick this?" "You sure?" laughed Janine, needling him. "Cause I'm not? I'm thinking it's the perfect fit, regardless of how we got there." "Please Janine. She's very sensitive," said Lynne, giving her sister a look. "We all know that and she needs support." "Ok, ok," replied Janine, looking back at her sister. "Just get your mind set right, sis." "It is! Completely!" said Lynne, looking stern and holding out her hand, flexing her palm. "Now Aunt Janine is done teasing and come on sweetie." "Lynne if you want me to play some stupid dress up games at home so you feel better, that you can be boss me around like some little girl or even dominate me, than fine!" yelled Justin, grabbing the seatbelt and buckling it back up. "I know I was stupid and nasty and insensitive and I'm sorry. I really am! And I'm fine with you calling the shots, so if that makes me your bitch or submissive than FINE I'm a SISSY! I'll be your sissy, but no way am I getting out of this car and making a fool of myself in front of the whole mall." "So now we're getting somewhere, aren't we Justina?" said Lynne, folding her arms and tapping her fingers on her elbow. "Now I'm glad you're starting to see things more clearly, but thing is you don't make the rules, little girl? I do! Understood?" "Yes," nodded Justin as a tear flowed down his left check. "I understand, but..." "Good girl, and no more buts," said Lynne, reaching over unclicking the belt. "Now get out, because I certainly won't be making a fool of you or myself, and since you've now assured me you'll do as I ask, then certainly things will go smoothly." "Smoothly," shivered Justin. "Of course," said Lynne, tapping his thigh to move. "Now last time I ask for you to get out before I pull you out by your hair, because if you make Aunt Janine late to go pick up her kids, we'll have a much bigger problem than me walking my precious sissy around the mall. So let's go Justina!" "Oh gawwwddd," Justin mumbled as she yanked him by the arm from the mini-van and Janine clicked the button as the door automatically closed behind him. He stood with his knees knocking now as Lynne began walking as he was standing there petrified in the parking lot like a deer in the headlights. He could see the smirk on Janine's face as she gave a girly wave, leaving him frozen there as the mini-van pulled away. He had no idea what to do and then Lynne stopped without turning back towards him, listening for his footsteps yet he wasn't moving until she turned and headed back, stopping a few feet from him, folding her arms. "You do realize right now some people will notice you're a bit tall for such a cute little girl, and if they come by to see if you've lost your mommy, that you still do kind of look like a boy in a dress with a big bow on his head right?" said Lynne, tapping her chin as she stared at him. "Oh my gawwwwddd," gulped Justin, looking down at his dress. "Then what do I do?" "You do exactly what I brought you here to do, you big sissy," said Lynne, yanking him by the hand. "Because mama's got a plan to fix all that, and good choice bringing me stilettos yesterday. I don't typically wear them when we're together because I'm a good five or six inches taller than you in these, shorty." "I hate being called shorty, and you know that," said Justin, walking along with her. "I'm sorry sweetie, but we're both short, and I won't call you it again," said Lynne with a little smile on her face. "Blame your mother and father though, like I do! Although really what can you expect when your father's like five three and your mother's lucky if she made five feet right? So you're five one, and so am I? Big deal?" "I'm taller than that," whined Justin, insulted. "If it makes you more comfortable to think that, then fine sweetie," smiled Lynne. "But I'm still five foot one." "Well us being the same height never bothered you before, but are you saying you're wanting me to call Janine, Aunt Janine, and you mama while I'm dressed like this," yelped Justin as she dragged him across the parking lot. "Mama? Of course not! That was kind of an expression, because it's not like I can totally wipe out that we've had sex together," said Lynne, making a face. "Thinking like that would be disgusting." "Sex with me, disgusting? Please don't say that?" cried Justin. "I'm still your boyfriend under here?" "Good one, cupcake," Lynne giggled, turning and giving him a look, scrunching her cheeks, thinking. "You know what? Think of me more like a step mother, so that way you can still call me Lynne, and just so its clear, we are going to not have this little sex ed talk anytime soon with you dressed so pretty little missy." "Please stop acting like this, Lynne?" whined Justin. "And please! I'm begging you! No more! Why would you want anyone to see that you've put your boyfriend in a dress?" "Oh that's not my intention at all, and I'm glad you're begging me to make sure that's not what anyone sees," smiled Lynne as they stepped to the side walk, heading towards the big entry doors. "Because understand that's exactly what we're here to avoid once I'm done with you, Justina." "I think I just shit myself again," said Justin, feeling a pulse through his body as people exited the mall with bags in their hands walking right by them now. "Yeah, I figured you were due soon, but it's probably just pee pee, sweetie," said Lynne, pushing open the glass door. "I doubt there could much poo poo left inside you and I'll change you right after our first stop." Justin could only look down at the floor now as they'd stepped inside the well lit mall, as Lynne guided him by the hand down the first corridor. Every once and awhile he'd peek up, panicked by every person passing by, completely mortified by his appearance that they'd be laughing, seeing an adult in a little girl's dress. There were prom dress stores, bridal shops, shoe stores and all types of fancy women's boutiques everywhere he looked. With the exception of a coffee shop or the occasional mini-restaurant for a soup or a salad, there seemed to be nothing but clothing or beauty product stores as he avoided eye contact as best as he could. Ten minutes of walking felt more like an eternity, until finally they stopped just at the entrance of the first store they were about to enter. Lynne looked nervous, biting her lip and squeezed his hand hard before looking over at him, hesitating before going in. Justin could feel the perspiration in her left hand as she reached for the door handle with her right and then paused, pulling her hand away. "Oh gawwdd," said Lynne, letting go of his hand, straightening her skirt and sweeping her hair from her eyes pausing. "Ok, ok?" "Lynne?" said Justin, looking up at her, not used to seeing her like this as she wiped her palms on her hips. "Welcome," said a woman, opening the large glass door. "Thank you. Hi I'm Lynne." Lynne composed herself and pulled him inside and right to the counter. "I have an appointment for Justina." "Wonderful, we've been expecting you, I'm Mae," said the woman. "I spoke to your sister on the phone, plus Miss Evelyn from the Contessa's boutique. She called and gave me a heads up that you wanted her penciled in today, where I'm sure you bought this gorgeous piece she's in. I always recognize Contessa's work immediately." "Yes, isn't it really gorgeous?" smiled Lynne, touching the dress. "The detail is amazing. We saw it on-line and my sister stopped to pick up everything there for me. In person it even exceeded my expectations." "Contessa's work always does, and of course this must be Justina," said the woman. "Hello Justina." "Honey," nudged Lynne. "Hi?" said Justin, looking up, weary of what was happening. He was in a pristine white store with huge glass windows in front, like any typical mall store with about a dozen fully occupied stations of women seemingly being worked on. Salon like chairs of white leather with metallic arms and white counters were the only furniture, all placed equally distanced from each other, as the place seemed incredibly busy. Asian women delivering what appeared to be facials, various treatments or applying makeup to women at each station seemed to constitute the entire staff, as there seemed to be not a person standing around waiting. "Well welcome dear, and don't be nervous, because I love the choice of the Darla pink crepe satin dress on you. I've always loved that dress, but not every sissy can pull it off like she has," said Mae, inspecting him. "And I just love how you accessorized it with the extra petticoats!" "Thanks! And I can't believe you noticed that," replied Lynne, loving the compliment. "Of course, Lynne," said Mae, smiling as she touched the dress. "Wonderfully done, dear." "I'm so flattered, Mae," said Lynne, watching Mae circle him. "I wasn't sure if that would be too much, but I think it turned out really pretty on her." "It did, and she's fitted perfectly," said Mae, touching the bodice and back. "And the bow atop a silk ribbon is gorgeous on her. Oh Lynne! It's the added girly touches that really make the difference." "Thank you," said Lynne, feeling good. "I just love accessorizing." "Don't we all?" replied Mae, playfully tapping Lynne's wrist as they shared a smile. "And then do I even need ask if you added a pretty ruffled panty under there?" "Well it's a lacy satin adult sissy baby rhumba panties diaper cover actually," said Lynne, whispering it. "My little cupcake has a bit of a leakage problem we're containing at the moment." "I know exactly the one with the pretty ruffles and the cute pink bow! Wonderful choice again, dear," complimented Mae. "What an amazing job you've done here today! You sure this is your first sissy?" "Thank you again, and yes," said Lynne. "We're all quite new at this." "Well you're off to a wonderful start, Miss Lynne," said Mae, lifting Justin's chin. "But how about you, Justina? This is your first time as well right?" "Of course," said Justin, mortified. "I never..." "Don't worry I'll know if it isn't, so if that's a fib, please make it your last, young lady." Mae looked him dead in the eyes before letting go of his chin. "The first process will take about forty five minutes Lynne, so help yourself to some coffee while we get Justina situated." "Thank you, that sounds wonderful, but maybe I should change her first," said Lynne, giving him a look. "She mentioned as soon as we got in the mall today that she's had a little accident." "Of course, and that's only natural if this is really her first time out," said Mae, giving Justin a look. "It is!" moaned Justin, wanting to die. "You'll speak only when spoken to young lady, and adults are talking now please," Mae said before clapping and spouting something in Chinese. "Now no worries, Miss Lynne and my assistants will handle that since we'll be undressing her while we work on her now anyway." "Ok? Sure?" nodded Lynne. "I'm just a little nervous about everything though as you can imagine." "Don't be. I know it sounds out of place to some probably like yourself here in the states, but you'll see we handle these things quite routinely here, just like we do back in China," said Mae as a few Asian women hurried over. "Either way, I'd never want to wrinkle that gorgeous dress, and with a newbie like her, the adjustments we'll make will be advantageous when you change her. So really, the timing is perfect Miss Lynne, and bring her to Station one please, Jin Lee." "Oh crap," gulped Justin as an Asian girl shorter than him took his hand, bringing him right to a station away from the door but still near the glass front. He really had no idea what to expect as he almost couldn't believe he wanted to object to getting the prissy dress off or to being stripped by a beautiful Asian woman, but either way both were happening rather quickly. He could almost feel himself beginning to get aroused as she touched him, yet he was scared at the same time as her cold hands were unzipping his dress. "Really? Perfect timing?" said Lynne as Jin Lee gingerly began lifted off his dress. "That's exciting then!" "For you yes, but exactly how exciting you'll allow moving forward we'll still need to discuss," said Mae, snapping her fingers at Jin Lee. "No wrinkles please, and step out carefully, Justina." "Yes I kind of do," sighed Lynne, seeing Justin being quickly stripped down to his petticoats in front of everyone like it was nothing. "But I do have questions about that?" "Of course you do, but don't worry, we'll get to those later and she'll adjust," said Mae as quickly Justin was standing in nothing but a diaper and his socks and shoes. "But you do understand for today we'll be tempering any of her excitement until you decide how you'd like to control that, correct?" "Yes, I'm aware of that," said Lynne, getting a little nervous herself. "It's just a lot to take in." "No dear, I know the whole story from your sister and believe me, it's necessary. You're much kinder than I would be back in China," said Mae, looking at Justin, shivering. "Sit Justina, and we work now. Time cannot be wasted." "Holy shit," moaned Justin as her assistants pushed him back into the chair, which began reclining and then elevating. "Stay calm little girl," said Jin lee, adjusting the chair. "If you did what you just mentioned, I clean and if not we will be fixing that little potty mouth problem, too." "You can stop that?" said Lynne, a bit surprised. "Somewhat," nodded Mae. "Some of that we fix with medicine, and some with training. But trust me, we fix that. Jin Lee, proceed." "You suck on this sissy, and no spit out until I say," said Jin Lin, opening a package with a golf ball sized looking raspberry type binky. "Open." "Are you..." Justin started to complain, but instead she was lightning quick, shoving it into his mouth the moment he complained. He gagged for a few seconds as she held it firm, and then after a few gasps he settled down a little. "Breath through nose, and this will help fix the discomfort as well as relax your throat," said Jin Lee, holding his chest. "Now let's see what we have here and change you." She held it down tightly for another moment until he fully relaxed, hooking a two pronged tube into his nose and then attaching another to the end of the binky type device. Within three or four breaths, she no longer needed to hold it firmly as he began to breathe normally, calming down and accepting the air. He was cognizant of everything, surrounded by the three women who were hopefully blocking the view of anyone walking by, but he really wasn't sure what was happening. He shivered, petrified by the entire experience when he heard the tabs of the huge diaper rip open, realizing his private parts were now being stared at by all of them. It was beyond embarrassing as Jin Lee lifted his buttocks slightly, pulling the obviously urine filled pamper from his ass and then slid a plastic mat under his buttocks. She began cleaning the area with a series of soft moist wipes, and then he noticed Mae open a large jar of clear thick cream on his left and slide a rubber glove on her right hand. When Mae dipped in her gloved finger and then began applying the cream around his genitals, he could feel a cold tingling like never before, as he squirmed before Jin Lee softly pressed down on his chest. "So this will keep them from causing any excitable type problems in the near future, and until you decide," lectured Mae, nodding to Jin Lee as she pulled out a syringe and injected him. "But not for the faint of heart to watch, dear." "Oh gawdd," gulped Lynne, half watching and half covering her eyes as the needle injected into his testicle area as Lynne had to turn away as Justin almost jumped from the chair. Two helpers assisted holding him for the second it took, and just that quickly it was over as Lynne was almost in shock herself. "Relax, Justina," said Mae, looking down on him. "It was just a pinch, and you'll be better now for it." "Maybe, but I'm not sure I will," said Lynne, holding her own chest. "They really don't feel as much as you think with that one. To her it was just a tweak in a sensitive spot," said Mae, continuing to coat the entire around his penis now and under his balls, getting every crevice before whispering to her, "A spot with some items that you'll decide if they will have a future purpose." "Oh please, I'm nowhere near ready to deal with any of that," said Lynne, thinking. "But I guess I really do see why the clean slate is important now." "Well yes, but it's the effect that counts too, and of course her mind set, which will come along," said Mae, continuing to coat and then whispering again. "Since it's her first time, I always add a little extra which will help, and remember we can do other things down here when you're ready." "This is way too much to think about, Mae," said Lynne, watching her work. "The needle alone almost gave me a heart attack, and let's just get through today first?" "I know dear, but I always need my clients to be educated, and you were excited to learn," said Mae. "But when the day is over, from what I've seen already without doing anything, I think she'll be quite the little darling, and you might be ready quicker than you think. Plus I have a specialist, whose card I'll give you should you opt for more of a true clean slate." "What does that...." Justin overheard some of it yet was confused, spitting out the binky and half jumping up as Jin Lee was quickly joined by two other women expecting his angst, easily restraining him. "Oh Justina," said Mae. "Stay calm and the only discomfort you're experiencing will shortly fade. Do not worry little girl, these things always work out. Leave the worrying to the adults, and open up." "Buuut...." Justin strained to speak, as back in went the binky and they adjusted the air in his nostrils. "Don't strain, dear," said Mae, flicking around his limp member. "This is all quite natural and inevitable. In fact you're already doing quite nicely and on your way." "It is, right?" said Lynne, looking a bit nervous for him. "And wow, that's working fast." "Yes, thirty more seconds and we can close her up," said Mae, lifting and checking him. "Think of it like it is shrinkage, almost like a boy just got out of the pool." "Serious shrinkage," said Lynne. "No wonder you say to... you know." "Like I mentioned, in time dear. Let her stay clam for now," said Mae, touching his jewels one last time and then removing the gloves. "Now you're good to proceed, Jin Lee." Jin Lee now lifted him by his left leg and removed the pad, replacing it with a smaller white pamper. She took a moment, squirting a white paste at his butt crack and then beneath his testicles before spreading it out across his entire bottom area and then coating his jewels. She was coating what had already been coated, and then she began shaking some baby powder across the entire region before she pulled up the front, buttoning the tabs. "Wow, is that big enough?" Lynne asked, touching the diaper. "I mean that's considerably smaller than what I bought." "Too big will leak now," said Jin Lee, opening it and showing her. "First of all you must keep the little spout pointed down and as flat as you can, which will be much easier now since it won't be popping up again any time soon." "Yeah I kind of figured as much," said Lynne, paying close attention. "But not at all?" "No, and you will even need to go down one more size, possibly after tomorrow, because by then from the way she's taken to the cream there's a good chance they'll be down to acorn size," said Jin Lee. "And don't buy any big packages, because eventually maybe one more size." "Who knew?" smiled Lynne. "Ok, so I do the same thing then after we leave? Hopefully she'll let me and not freak out?" "Yes, with every change at a minimum to maintain them until you're ready for them to go," said Mae, taking a small preloaded syringe from a case. "But honestly, she'll soon be much calmer than you think." "Another needle? I thought this was all natural stuff," gulped Lynne, slapping her head. "I didn't know there were any shots involved, and now another? That's to calm her?" "It's all natural, and this one is just an estrogen shot," said Mae, pinching his thigh between her fingers and injecting him as he spasmed this time feeling the little pinch, yet not really knowing what happened. "Relax dear, that was nothing and you're fine Justina." "Oh gawwddd," said Lynne, grabbing the arm of the chair. "What have I done?" "You've done what was best for Justina. The right thing, Lynne," replied Mae, comforting her. "And more often than not that's not always easy." "No kidding," said Lynne, sucking in a breath, looking down at him and touching his face. "But I'm no nurse, so please don't tell me that I need to do it myself either?" "No, that's enough for a good two weeks, but I will give you some special vitamins that'll be important," said Mae. "Now expect to get her to bed early, since she'll be exhausted between the hormonal changes and procedures. All this can be quite the traumatic experience." "Yeah, for me too," laughed Lynne. "Well you laugh, but of course it is, but like any other little girl, she'll certainly be sleeping much more after today especially," lectured Mae. "Either way, don't get concerned as her sleep increases to at least ten hours a day, and she may still often need naps. Sleepy little princesses that snooze much more soundly make the diaper changing process a lot easier, but sometimes getting her ready can be a bit more challenging if she's tired and grumpy." "Yeah, that I can handle!" nodded Lynne, sliding her hand down his pony, softly touching his hair. "And you're not kidding, doing what's best isn't easy, but she really does look so pretty in that bow, right?" "She does, but wait until you see her an hour and a half or so from now," said Mae. "Now go have some coffee and do some shopping. I'll call you when we need to go over some things again, and you do realize you're going to need a stroller for her, right?" "I do, right?" sighed Lynne, stroking his head. "I thought I might." "They have one for the bigger girls across the parking lot outside the mall in Babies R'Us, which she'll fit in," said Mae. "It's a short walk and trust me, you have some time to kill." "Ok," said Lynne, leaning down, kissing his forehead. "I'll see you in a bit, sweetie." Thankfully out came the tube from his nose now as in went some plugs, as the air continued through the binky in his mouth. All it seemed to do was make him a touch light headed, as Jin Lee began to rub a paste across his neck and cheeks, smoothing it around his face. It was a dull burning while left on to set in, and then she began reshaping his eyebrows with two long strings, pulling out hairs. With each strand he cringed, biting down as each little pinch would be part of his new shape. He wanted to scream from all the plucking, but it didn't last all that long, as she eventually took a straight razor to the middle, parting them further while making some fine adjustments. He hoped she hadn't gotten out of control with all this, yet with every long hair that came off his brows it seemed like so many more were being added. With her tweezer now, long curled single strand lashes were being cemented to his, as they held his eyes open and added one lash at a time. It was crazy to feel their effect and then the clamping of the lash curler, before eventually he could feel them touch his eyelids beneath his brows as he strained, opening his eyes wide. With every blink he couldn't shake the feel of them atop his lids, as he tried to forget they were there, when she returned with a motorized tool across his cheekbones. It was like she was sanding his face as she deep cleaned his skin, penetrating his follicles before eventually covering it again in a thick moisturizer. Seemingly nothing happened for a few minutes as he looked over, seeing Mae return with a light atop a band on her head like a miner, and then she removed the air tube from the end of the binky. Jin Lee held each side of his head now near each ear before he noticed Mae unscrew the middle of the binky he didn't know was removable. He was a certainly a bit dizzy as she switched on the light, and then dropped a small cloth over his eyes. He felt something soft yet firm on each side of his face, as suddenly his head seemed immobilized and then then the next thing he knew he felt a tingle in his throat. Jin Lee grabbed his forehead before he bucked upward as his gag, instinct told him something was wrong and he squirmed, feeling like something was stuck in his throat. It was a mere fifteen or twenty seconds of panic until it felt like his wind pipes were again unobstructed, and then she released the pressure from his forehead. He calmed down even more when she removed the cloth from his eyes, and then switched off the light, though he was thoroughly confused. Down again came the purple middle of the binky, delivering a new raspberry taste into his suddenly tender throat, and then back on came the air, soothing his lungs. When she removed the immobilizers from the sides of his face, her fingers returned to deep cleansing, as it almost seemed like they'd scrubbed the skin from his face. Soft creams now penetrating deeply felt refreshing before eventually his face felt so soft and dewy. A quick sponging was followed by the muffled sound of an airbrush coming on, yet the soft air felt amazing across his skin. The brief delight though was followed by the softest big brush, touching down ever so slightly on his left cheek and then stroking a few times again on the right. A mild misting then followed, covering his face from his forehead to his neck and then it seemed like it was finally over as they began raising up his chair. "Ok Lynne," said Mae beaming. "She's ready, and I hope you'll be as pleased as we are with the results." As the chair was finally elevated, he looked over, seeing Lynne stand up and place down her magazine. As she took one step towards him, he could see that she was carrying a shopping bag and an entirely new dress. "One second Justina, and don't speak yet," said Jin Lee, taking out the tubes. "You'll need a sip or two since your throat will feel sore for a few minutes, and you'll need a minute to feel steady again as the gas wears off." "Huuhh," gulped Lynne, racing over. "Oh my gawwwwd ladies." "I told you she'd look good, pretty fast," said Mae as out came the binky. "She looks amazing!" Lynne exclaimed, extremely excited. "Her face? It's like you took years off her?" "Well from a skin care prospective, we did," smiled Mae. "You like?" "Like? As much as I shaved her close while she slept, I still noticed a little something when I really looked hard, but now I can't even see the tiniest whisker," said Lynne, lifting and moving his face. "And her skin is flawless, and that's without any foundation?" "Well she's much too young for anything heavy, but we did use a hint of a base color in the airbrush just to smooth her natural complexion after all the exfoliation, and added nothing more than a little blush," said Mae. "Oh, and except for her lash extensions, which to me just deliver those pretty big eyes to anyone that looks at her?" "Well, and I guess there'll no longer be a reason to be worried if anyone looks at you, Justina. Oh my gawwdd sweetie... I..I can't..." Lynne was struggling to get it out before wiping a tear and then composing herself, unzipping the new dress she bought. "Ok I'm sorry. I'm sorry! It's a lot. Just a lot." "It's fine, honey," said Mae, giving Lynne a hug. "It's a natural reaction and she's beautiful." "Ooooohhh. Whheewww." Lynne began fanning herself with her fingers for a moment, holding out the dress. "Ok I'm good now, and I'm going to take her in this. It'll be so much easier, and I thought when we stop back later, I'll change her if that's ok?" "Sure," said Mae. "That'll be fine." "Thank you," said Lynne, still wiping her eyes with her wrist, making sure not to get her makeup on the new dress. "I'd rather not have her sit around in that big dress and wrinkle it. Plus they're so sloppy where we're going next, and if they get anything on it, I'll never forgive myself. That dress was expensive." "Good thought if you're going where I think you are," nodded Mae, looking at Justin. "Sure, you can leave her clothes in the back and that will be better to nap in anyway. By later she'll need one?" "Good point?" sighed Lynne, dropping a dress over his head. "From what you've told me, I thought she might! But like really soon? Like already?" "Honey, you're new at this, and everyone reacts differently, but I'd say soon yes. You'll see?" said Mae as Lynne was zipping him up. "Oh and that's adorable." "I know it's so cute, right?" said Lynne, tugging the skirt and then pulling the ends of his pony, making sure it was still tight before pulling out the big bow. "Nothing crazy expensive, but I've always loved My Little Pony, and just adore bows if you didn't notice." "Who doesn't on girls her age?" said Mae as Lynne giggled, snapping in a baby blue bow that had a series of curly stream ribbons attached. "Sit honey, and let's try the sandals," Lynne told him, pulling off his left sock and shoe. "Socks aren't going to work right now, and these will be adorable with this dress." When the right sandal went on, she lifted him to the floor and he stood, sick to his stomach. He looked down now, dressed in a three tiered, baby blue and white tulle style dress with the "My Little Pony" logo across the baby blue bodice. It was certainly something only a very young girl would wear, yet there he stood with his feet in white open toes sandals. "Come see sweetie, and how do you feel?" Lynne asked, bringing him over to a big mirror. "You were sitting there quite a while." He wanted to say he felt so much better to be finally being out of the chair, but was now more scared than ever as he looked at the reflection in the mirror. His face had never looked like this, as his complexion looked flawless and stubble free, as there was no sign of any follicle on his face. He touched his face as it felt soft and smooth, and then checked his finger, not seeing any makeup rub off. The pink hue on his cheeks though was quite apparent, as coral blush gave his face a rosy glow. It was hard not to stop blinking though, as the long lash extension dramatically changed his appearance perfectly curling under his manicured brows. They were more shaped than they were thinned out, but the combination with flirty lashes served to pop his blue eyes like beacons. Atop his head sat a big baby blue bow with the little pony logo dead center glistening. From the bow some curled streamer like ribbon sat behind it further decorating his hair, as Lynne looked down on him, stroking his long pony. Being in the infantile dress with little white sandals was really no worse than the prior layers of pink as he stood wiggling his toes, yet somehow his features were seemingly so delicate. He glanced up at Lynne in the mirror, looking down on him proudly as she played with his pony and then could barely believe the situation he was in, as he looked down at her sexy shoes next to his "My Little Pony" logo-d sandals. This was crazy as he was beginning to resemble some little darling, barely recognizing himself and he no longer knew how long he'd been there, but this seemed to happen quickly. "Justina, I know you're adjusting, but I asked you a question sweetie? So how do you feel?" Lynne touched his back. "Now don't be rude, and come on, tell me and the girls who worked so hard on you what you think, because so we're all wanting to know?" "Uuumm.. Ummm.. This is all just.." started Justin, stopping and covering his mouth and trying to clear his throat. "I mean... Ahhhh Hhhmmmm. What the.....Ahhh Hmmm. I'm really... What the...." "Mae?" smiled Lynne, covering her mouth. "You're kidding?" "Why would I be?" smiled Mae. "It's part of the service, and you paid handsomely for it." "I know, but... Seriously?" Lynne gave Mae a look and then smiled. "Of course dear," nodded Mae. "Speak again, Justina," Lynne demanded. "Please honey! Just say anything?" Justin began shaking his head no, feeling his throat. It felt tender as he tried swallowing, holding his finger near his esophagus and then Jin Lee handed him a small cup of water. He drank it down nervously and then looked over at Lynne, swallowing hard before clearing his throat again. "Justina?" said Lynne, spinning him toward her by his shoulders. "Now's not the time to be shy, princess. Now come on. Just say anything." "Uuummmm. I have no idea what to sssss...say." Justin looked up at Jin Lee and touched his throat. "Please can I have another ddrr--drink. Ahhh hhmmm....please?" "Of course, young lady, and excellent manners," said Jin Lee, handing him another drink. Quickly he drank it down and then Lynne crouched slightly down in front of him, bending her knees and looking into his eyes as a huge smile came across her face. "I'm pretty sure that's just to ease any soreness?" said Lynne, glancing over at Jin Lee as she nodded. "Am I right about that, ladies?" "Yes. That'll be her new voice now," nodded Jin Lee. "You like?" "Seriously?" grinned Lynne, standing back up straight and getting super excited. "OHHH MYYYYYYYYYYYYY GAWWDDDD!" "Oh no," whined Justin, in the mousiest girly little voice. "Please no." "And by no, I think she means YES!" smiled Lynne, giving a little girly clap. "Oh my gawwdd! Yes! Yes!" "Very good then," nodded Mae. "I think it sounds perfect for her." "Oh my gawwdd, it's adorable!" Squealed Lynne. "But how Mae? Between this and everything else? It's astonishing?" "Ancient Chinese secrets, Lynne," winked Mae. "Little Chinese boys back home are easy, and we've been making them sissies for decades, yet Americans like Justina are a nice challenge. I must say though I'm quite pleased with today's results as well. Frankly, she's proof of some of our finest work." "You're not kidding?" said Lynne, raising her brows as she looked him over again. "And I'd even agree with that assessment just on the surface, and before she speaks or we kind of look under the covers. Once you do that, it's remarkable." "Yes, and given just a bit of time, all that will continue to improve," said Mae. "Even that sweet little voice." "She's truly amazing," said Lynne, beaming. "Please keep talking Justina. I'm dying to hear more." "Oh gawwwd no," yelped Justin, dying as the highest pitch voice resonated in his ears. "No. No more. I can't. This can't be me." "Oh gawwddd yes," Exclaimed Lynne. "Don't stop honey. I freaking love the new and improved you!" "Please Lynne. I'm so sorry. Sorry about everything. This is crazy," Justin pleaded as he listened to himself before pausing, grabbing his throat. "Please! Please, I'm sorry about the way I've been acting. Sorry about being lazy and being difficult. Sorry about how I treated everyone. And sorry about hurting you and your family." "Oh Justina. Wow! You just sound so adorable cupcake, I can barely take it and that's quite the admission, little girl," nodded Lynne pulling her own hair back off her face. "Amazing and if you're being honest with yourself long overdue." "I know, and I'm sorry," Justin squeaked. "Please forgive me, and please fix this. Please!" "Well apologies accepted, and I'm glad that finally seemed sincere," said Lynne, nodding as she looked at him. "But was it and is that too big a word for you now?" "Of course it was, Lynne," moaned Justin, frustrated and throwing up his arms. "Can't you hear it in my voice?" "Well kinda," giggled Lynne. "And what a precious squeaky voice it is?" "Please Lynne, you know what I mean," cried Justin. "Ahhhh hmmm Ahhh hmmm Please." "Maybe I do and maybe I don't princess, but at this point that won't change things," said Lynne, swaying her hips. "Is there another point you're trying to make, sweetie?" "Pretty please with sugar on top," said Justin. "Pretty please with a cherry on top. Please! Please, and I'm really most sorry about making that sissy. Please fix this." "That was adorable? Who knew you even knew those expressions, Justina," replied Lynne, impressed, taking a breath. "What a sweet little thing you can be when you want to be, and finally I really do believe you." "Oh thank gawwwwd," said Justin. "Now how do we fix all this? Please can you help me change and how do we fix my voice." "Oh my? You know I can see you're bit overtired now, so let's get you in the stroller for a little nap and while you sleep I promise I will change you," said Lynne, shaking her head as Jin Lee wheeled over a stroller and then Lynne lifted him right into it. "Certainly after those last few big drinks you'll certainly be wetting yourself if you haven't already, but don't worry, I'll check you." "I am really feeling exhausted, but I'm sure you know that's not want I mean," said Justin, stunned, suddenly sitting back in a big black and pink polka dot stroller. "Yeah I know, but you'll need to accept this is how we fixed things, little princess," said Lynne, snapping the seat belt. "You might be sorry for everything and for making a sissy, but reality is the rest of us aren't." "But I can't stay like this?" yelped Justin, feeling his eyes getting heavy. "I'm not really a little girl, and even with all this no one would think I am." "No you're a sissy honey. 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Story writing contest 10 [email protected] She'd been teasing me all week, much, much more than usual. And, now I could hear her talking to me from her bathroom tub, which by the way, used to be our bathroom. Me, I was busy ironing her long and elegant pinstriped wool gabardine black skirt with the flounced hem and her very sheer ruffled black silk halter. Ironing is perhaps one of the hardest chores I have to do. Everything had to be just so, or it was over her knee, panties...

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Home Alone Sissy

What is it they say, "It all began like any normal day." Well since I was wearing a sissy maids uniform it was not going to be a normal day! I had on black patent leather Mary Jane shoes, with four inch heels. I love higher because it forces me to walk more daintily but I had a full list of chores and would be on my feet all day, so practical is better. My legs are encased in shear black stockings, of course they have to be stockings, tights just do not do it for me. They have a...

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Be a Sissy

forced to be a Sissy IThe young man stood facing a very large woman sitting in an upholsteredarmchair. There was no other way to describe her. She was fat, perhaps,pushing 300 pounds he thought. The way she was staring at his punyframe suggested that maybe he was going to be her next meal. She wasn'tsaying anything as she visually appraised him for the first time...Jacob had been brought to this woman by his step-grandmother earlierthat morning. He had been given over to his step-grandmother by...

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Sissy On Sissy

SISSY ON SISSY by Throne Bob stood there feeling beyond foolish. His body had been denuded of hair and his skin, after weeks of using an imported emollient, was satiny. All he had on was a pair of bikini-cut panties and a training bra. He was wearing the latter because his wife, Tessa, had taken him to a specialist two weeks before and gotten him a lovely set of breasts. They were small implants and his nipples rode high on their feminine curvature. It didn't provide any modesty...

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Mrs Grant and her new Sissy

New Little Sissy"I'm done planting the flowers Mrs. Grant," I said."Justin honey, I swear I have no idea why you keep coming over to dochores around here.""I am rich you know just like your Mother, I do have a gardener.""There's no need for you to do these things.""Not that I mind paying you, but you certainly can't need the moneyeither.""I just like coming over here Mrs. Grant."She appraised him slowly now, was this a little slip, or was she justimagining things? Was he actually saying he was...

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New Little Sissy

"I'm done planting the flowers Mrs. Grant," I said."Justin honey, I swear I have no idea why you keep coming over to dochores around here.""I am rich you know just like your Mother, I do have a gardener.""There's no need for you to do these things.""Not that I mind paying you, but you certainly can't need the moneyeither.""I just like coming over here Mrs. Grant."She appraised him slowly now, was this a little slip, or was she justimagining things? Was he actually saying he was attracted to...

2 years ago
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Its Hard For This Sissy

IT'S HARD FOR THIS SISSY by Throne Pete had just gotten home from work and he immediately noticed a look of mischief in his wife Andi's pale blue eyes. He seen that all too often in the past. She must have spotted the concern on his face because she wanted to know, "Is something the matter, Petey?" She was calling him by the diminutive of his name. The switch from Pete to Petey was another bad sign. "It's just..." he extemporized, "that you seem... distracted." "Well,...

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stepson becomes moms sissy

Mark Peters let out a low moan that couldn’t be heard above the organ as it played "Here Comes the Bride." Although every other head in the church turned to glimpse the tall, dark-haired beauty imperiously making her way down the aisle, Mark kept his eyes fixed on his feet. Had anyone been paying attention, they would have seen a small tear escape Mark’s eye.It seemed like only yesterday that Mark’s mother and father had split up. Mark’s dad, Mark Senior, was a partner in one of the city’s...

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My Sisters Sissy

My Sister's Sissy By: Missy Satinpanties Note: This isn't one of my usual stories of sexual degradation, but what I think of as "my autobiography that should-have-been." The make- up of my family is the same as it was, my sister's names are the same, but that's about it. This is how I wish things would have gone when my little secret got "out of the bag." I guess I've always been a sissy. I remember playing dress-up with my sister when I was very young, and can vividly remember...

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A Nasty Daddy gets a Naughty Sissy

I came out of the bedroom dressed in my too-short pantyshowing Pink Shorty dress, pretty anklets, black MJ's, pink panties, red lipsticked lips and with my cute cuff and collar set on, awaiting Daddy's padlock, which would begin the playtime for real. This Daddy I had run across on a website was one who loved forcing sissies to literally mess their panties while they were in bondage so he could then go on to the diapering and teasing them for being such bad baby girlie sissies. Me,...

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Sissy Stepson 10 Stepmothers Sissy

Part 10 - Stepmother's Sissy Mrs. Monet put another knee high on the exhausted sissy and got an open toed spike heel with a very small opening in the toe of the shoe. Mrs. Monet forced the shoe on the sissy's limp dick, which started to harden within the shoe. "Come on sissy, just three more milkings, I know your balls ache and your sissy stick is red and sore, but you promised to hump my shoes!" his stepmother cooed. Finally, Caroline's sissy stick got hard enough for the just the tip...

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What does it mean to be a sissy

Sissies are a distinct breed of transvestites. A sissy is a transvestite who’s primary sexual interest lies not just in wearing feminine clothing, but in becoming an exaggerated version of femininity. Femininity as seen through the lens of traditional hetero male sexual desire. Sissies are not seeking to become women in a normal sense, but are instead seeking to become the object of their desires. Their ultimate fantasy woman if they were normal, rather than being a sissy. Sissies are...

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What does it mean to be a sissy

Sissies are a distinct breed of transvestites. A sissy is a transvestite who’s primary sexual interest lies not just in wearing feminine clothing, but in becoming an exaggerated version of femininity. Femininity as seen through the lens of traditional hetero male sexual desire. Sissies are not seeking to become women in a normal sense, but are instead seeking to become the object of their desires. Their ultimate fantasy woman if they were normal, rather than being a sissy. Sissies are...

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What does it mean to be a sissy

Sissies are a distinct breed of transvestites. A sissy is a transvestite who’s primary sexual interest lies not just in wearing feminine clothing, but in becoming an exaggerated version of femininity. Femininity as seen through the lens of traditional hetero male sexual desire. Sissies are not seeking to become women in a normal sense, but are instead seeking to become the object of their desires. Their ultimate fantasy woman if they were normal, rather than being a sissy.Sissies are...

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Ken Sissy

Ken sat there, staring blankly at the movie screen, showing a big black cockplowing into a white beauty. His wife was far from a beauty, as she was now inher early fifties and had put on a few too many pounds for his taste.... butevidently it didn't seem to have bothered the two black men.Ken looked over his shoulder at the entrance to the adult theater, hoping thathis wife would be walking back in, but he knew better. It had all happened sofast, that he tried to remember how he ended up...

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Mistress Sabines Sissy

My phone vibrated softly signaling a text. I almost didn't look at it. I was at a meeting of the board of the corporation I work for, trying to steel my nerves for a presentation I was scheduled to make. This was my first time and instead of running through my presentation in my head I was focused on what I was wearing under my suit.I glanced at the phone."Someone in the room knows exactly what you're wearing..."It was from Mistress Sabine, a woman I'd only met a few weeks ago. She was also the...

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Miss Lindas sissy

My finger was shaking bad as I went to push the doorbell. Miss Linda had told me how my slave training was going to change. She told me she was going to turn me into her sissy slave. Oh My God! What was I doing here? Why did I even come back here? I was afraid of what my heart said in response. The truth was, I really wanted to be a sissy. Even the thought of the intense humiliations that were to follow excited me. I rang the doorbell and felt my doom consume me. Ms. Linda answered the door...

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The Misadventures of the Worlds Worst Sissy

The Misadventures of the World's Worst Sissy By Cassandra Morgan This stuff isn't easy, okay? The world that looks down upon us think that it is. They think that any wimp can be a sissy, that even the frailest of us can scrape and bow and curtsy. They think that anyone can cook or clean are do the so-called mindless tasks that the rest of us are assigned. They think this is a soft life for soft people. They think we are so concerned with being pretty and smelling pretty that...

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First time Sissy

I was born a "boy" but it was mother nature mistake as I am very petite, 5'2" 110LBS. with a sexy round ass and dick sucking lips. For this site purpose I will start at 18 my journey as a sissy cum loving size queen SLUT. In my senior year with a couple of months to go before graduation I turned "legal age" but was no virgin by any stretch of the imagination but cannot talk about it because of "rules". I had become a "male cheerleader" but was finer than some of the bitches there and had the...

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Im Not A Sissy

I'M NOT A SISSY by Throne My name is Joe and not Jodie. I'm an adult and not a kid. And I'm a man and not a simpering sissy. I keep telling myself that. But my wife Arianna thinks differently. I mean, ever since we got married two years ago she had been running my life more and more. Talking down to me. Turning me into her sex slave in the bedroom, demanding oral attentions and giving almost nothing in return. She mocked my small penis and made me masturbate while she watched....

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Richard the Sissy

Richard the Sissy by Joney Cunningham Hi, my name is Richard, or should I say Regina now. I am a sissy. It all started when I was 15 and my parents had taken my 13-year-old sister out of town for the weekend. I had a part-time job, so I couldn't go. My parents told me that the paid Gina, the high school senior across the street to decorate my mom's sewing room. Gina was into interior decorating and had gained a reputation of doing great work. They told me she would have a...

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The Lingerie Salesman Sissy

I had a career change a few years ago. Admittedly a door to door salesman did not sound good but the money was OK as long as I made plenty of commission but the fringe benefits were amazing. For me it was not household cleaners or insurance but sexy lingerie. Not only did the ladies on my round like to try on the lingerie but as soon as they felt super sexy I would get my “extra” commission. Yes I had all shapes, sizes and ages, even a mother and her daughter were regular customers and I had...

4 years ago
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son turned into moms sissy

My name is Barbie. Everyone calls me Barbie because I am small and I have long blond hair. I am the smallest in my class. My real name is Ashley. Before you ask, I do not like Barbie's. I never played with them. I suppose when you have hair down to your shoulders, then people think you look like a girl and call you Barbie. I am eleven years old.I got this diary today. So I might as well write in it. It is a purple one with a bear and heart on the cover. It has a lock on it. I might as well use...

3 years ago
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Cum Craved Sissy

Taking a quick look at the clock, I noticed that the delivery had run late, and I was immediately stressed at the fact that Mistress would be home shortly. I knew I didn't have time to shower, and there was certainly no time for much cleanup either. I just pealed the skin-tight jeans down, crumpled them up and buried them at the bottom of the hamper.I carefully pulled the bright yellow panties down my legs, trying not to make any more mess. I washed the creamy jism away in the sink, squeezed...

2 years ago
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Born a Sissy

Born a Sissy This is the story told by me "grandmother" and my grandson Timmy. Most of it is true and only some parts have been modified. It all started back in 1979 when Timmy was only 9 years old. He was a beautiful child that I loved dearly. Timmy's mother, my daughter, had him at the young age of 17. Being so young she was not quite ready to be a full time mother. She was just like any other teenage girl who had social obligations to meet. She was a good mother but I understood...

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sissy

Thanks Megan for the courage to comment. I like constructive criticism, and in addition, would love to be your toy! This chapter is dedicated to you!After returning to my house, I realized that our shopping trip did not accomplish what we set out to do, which was to get more panties for me to wear. So as not to disappoint Elaine, I dressed, the panties in place of course, and returned to the store. Not sure what to expect I walked slowly through the door.The salesladies smiled and said, "Look...

3 years ago
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From manager to sub sissy

Cindy was a co-worker; well actually I was Her manager. Even though I was Her manger, W/we were very close friends. As a matter of fact I still consider Her my best friend. Everyone in the office was sure that we were having an affair, but we were just friends. I must admit that I would have loved to have an ongoing affair with Her. I know that I am not near man enough for Her and I have always know that from the first time I saw Her. Eventually after being friends for many years, I...

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