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Making a Sissy By Jena Corso Edited by Angela Meyers Chapter Four "Oh gawwdd. This is actually happening." Lynne was beginning to sweat a little. "Is she going to freak out when she wakes up?" "It's impossible to tell," Contessa replied. "Normally they can be cranky at this early stage, and her body will be adjusting hormonally for quite some time." "Wow?" said Lynne, thinking about the situation. "I realize that's what we're here for of course, but I'm not so sure I was even expecting her to begin so fast." "Slow down Miss Lynne, and I am told things take time. We've still got much to talk about, and I've committed to tonight only so far," Contessa calmed her. "But this is of your doing for her, and what you came for?" "Well admittedly yes, of course Madam Contessa, and my sister's been pressing me to move forward with my life," said Lynne, rubbing her head. "It's just maybe I better stop thinking so much, but it's hard as my mind is racing with so many contrasting and confusing thoughts." "Oh my gawwdd, sis," said Janine, starting to laugh and pointing. "I'd say you're well on your way to moving forward, so think again because I'm seeing nothing that should confuse you." "Huhhh?" said Lynne, covering her mouth. Selena and Evelyn walked him in now, each holding one of his hands as he slowly walked between them. He was obviously a bit groggy as the bright light from the chandelier shone into his eyes and then he blinked a few times, looking up at the women at the table and then down, noticing what they changed him into. "Wait?" Justin was confused. "When did...?" "Did you get so adorable?" smiled Lynne, touching her heart. Justin looked down, seeing the little sewn in double pink ruffle that portrayed a little skirt, yet he was not in a dress. He had been changed into a white cotton onesie with long sleeves and enclosed feet. Across his chest sat a logo that said "Pretty Ballerina" in glittery pink script beneath two pink ballet slippers. The pink accents continued with a rounded collar, sleeve cuffs and ended with the footsie designed to look as if he was actually in ballet slippers. He looked so delicate, with the tight white legs of the pjs almost resembling his legs in white tights, but with his hair now put up into a bun behind his bangs, there would be no doubt he resembled a baby ballerina. "Ladies please, she's just woken up and will be feeling some effects," said Contessa, standing up and lifting him up, holding him on her hip, bouncing him a little. "Welcome back, Justina." "Was I sleeping again?" Justin rubbed his eyes, suddenly being held by the amazon of a woman. "Yes, and maybe you're a little bit hungry, sweetie," said Contessa, putting him in the high chair. "How could I sleep through this?" said Justin, feeling the material. "Am I in pajamas?" "Of course they are sweetie. It's late, and well past your bedtime, but since it's such a special day we're letting you stay up a little," said Contessa. "Special day?" said Justin, growing angry. "What's special about it? Please, no more, and I certainly wouldn't call what you've done to me special!" "Now's not the time for any little tantrums Justina, but I understand if you panicked that we had dessert without you but we haven't dear," said Contessa, rubbing his back. "Now be a good girl, and Miss Selena let's give the little ballerina a treat." "Ballerina?" gulped Justin as the tray snapped down in front of him. "Yes madam," said Miss Selena. "Open wide pretty girl, and how about we sugar you up a little?" On the tray in front of him she placed a mushroom shaped cup cake and began by dipping her finger into the frosting. She pretended to place it to his lips but when he went to lick it, giggled as she rubbed the frosting on his nose. When she dipped it again, she allowed him to suckle her finger and then slowly but surely broke off pieces, feeding him. It tasted like a million dollars, as just having something not disgusting in his mouth was incredible, and he sat there, starting to really wake up now. "So while the princess is having a snack and we're having coffee, then I assume you'll also need something to sleep in?" said Contessa, snapping her fingers. "Miss Evelyn, find something for Miss Lynne to change into please. I assume about a size 2." "Wow. Well yes, I'm a two and I didn't know I'd be staying too?" said Lynne. "But uuummm sure. You mean like stay and watch her. Sure." "Well this is quite a lot on her, so yes you'd stay the night with her," said Contessa. "Not in the same bed of course, but nearby in case you're needed." "No problem," said Lynne, glancing at her sister. "This should be interesting?" "No dear, it will be more comforting to her," said Contessa. "She's your precious little sissy, at least for the moment, isn't she?" "I kind of never thought of it that way before," replied Lynne, swallowing hard. "Excuse me, Miss Lynne," said Miss Evelyn. "Please stand, and we'll assist you." "Right here?" asked Lynne surprised. "Umm just show me the bathroom and I can change myself. Wait, this is lingerie?" "Yes honey. Of course I wouldn't have them bring your little jammies like Justina's," giggled Contessa. "And it's time you move on, just like we've talked about?" "Well I am," nodded Lynne, looking over at Justin. "I'm getting there I guess, and just taking baby steps." "I'd say you both are," joked Janine, chiming in with a grin. "Aren't you?" "Hey, I'm right here," yelled Justin with a mouth full of cupcake. "Now stop all this, and it's not funny anymore!" "No one's laughing, pretty ballerina," Janine told him. "Of course we aren't my precious," said Contessa, walking over and tapping her nails in succession on the tray. "Now did you need me to put you over my knee, or could we attend to Miss Lynne without any more issue." "Uuuumm," said Justin cringing. "Miss Lynne." "Excellent, because previously certain things would have made a certain individual react," Contessa squeezed his face. "Especially seeing Miss Lynne strip down and put on sexy lingerie for the bedroom. Now it's only us girls here, so please strip down and let's see if I'm right?" "Right in your dining room?" said Lynne as her eyes got big. "Of course," smiled Contessa, watching her servant unbuttoning her blouse. "And we found you something that will go with those gorgeous yellow stilettos your old boyfriend thought so fondly of." "Oh I don't know about this?" Lynne replied as off came her suit jacket and blouse. "Don't you?" smiled Contessa. "The skirt too please Miss Evelyn." "But this is too..." Lynne was studdenly in nothing but her bra, panties and heels. "Uumm...too?" "Too erotic," said Contessa, stepping in front of her and pushing her servants aside, unsnapping her bra like it was magic. Once it snapped open, Contessa gently slid it from her arms, sliding her fingers over Lynne's breasts before leaning down and kissing her. It was soft at first, yet her hands circled her nipples before she reached down, sliding her nails inside her panties. Lynne gasped for a moment at her touch and then down went her panties. With them perched around her heels on the floor, it soon got hot and heavy as Contessa stroked her bush before sticking her tongue in her mouth. They kissed for a minute or two as her nails manipulated her pussy's lips before finally Contessa stepped back smiling, almost teasing as her finger never entered inside. Lynne was almost panting as the servants slipped her arms through the yellow bustier and fastened the clasps behind her rib cage. She hadn't felt this moist inside in quite a long time as they helped her step into her matching yellow panties and then up they came covering her back up. When she turned now in her lingerie, it was a sight as unexpected, even what she'd just done as Lynne stood almost unable to speak. She watched Contessa walk over, leaning down and then she began kissing her sister just as she did Lynne. Her jaw dropped, never expecting either kiss yet now she witnessed the Mistress make out with a girl that she'd thought all her life was completely straight. "Janine!" yelped Lynne. "Holy shit!" "What? Why can't I get a little sugar too?" Janine broke the kiss and glanced up at her. "I'm here to support you, aren't I?" "Please I just kissed a girl and so did you?" said Lynne, holding her heart. "And you did well, Miss Lynne," smiled Contessa, pecking Janine and walking away. "You ok little missy?" "Uuumm," nodded Justin in shock. "I did? Oh gawwd!" said Lynne, not believing herself she did this. "Please take no offense Madam Contessa or Mistress or whatever I should call you now, but that was hotter than... Holy shit! I can't believe I did that!" "But you did?" teased Janine, licking her lips. "Wait? Are you hiding shit from me, Janine?" Lynne asked with her hands on her hips. "Is that what you have been out doing since you dumped your husband? Going lesbo?" "Yeah, like I barely have a second to myself and not exactly," replied Janine with a big smirk on her face. "Oh and no you didn't?" "Are you blind?" said Lynne. "Yeah I kinda did even if it was just a hot kiss, and I still can't believe I did?" "Ah no you didn't?" smiled Janine. "No way?" shouted Lynne covering mouth. "Well I kind of look at it like it's kind of a grey area, and either way you didn't seem to back away," said Contessa with a big smile on her face, walking over and taking Justin from the chair, placing him down on the changing table. "Well yeah? I guess I didn't?" Lynne squeezed her legs together. "Honestly no matter what it's been a while since I've had a kiss that hot." "Then I'm glad you did, and let's check the experiment," said Contessa, unsnapping the bottom of the pajamas and feeling his crotch through the diaper. "Yup even after all that? Nothing. So the hormones are working wonderfully, so little missy is well on her way." "Oh?" Lynne walked over looking as Contessa double checked, opening the diaper. "So that's what this was about?" "Partially, but I did want to see how sexy you'd look in the canary lingerie, so again test passed." Contessa took Justin's hand and placed it on Lynne's breast. "And she's still nice and dry." "Oh jeez," smiled Lynne as he squeezed it. "Normally seeing me in heels with my boobs out would have instantly done it. My ex was a breast man and I'm thinking all this would have made his head spin?" "Oh I'm sure it did and still is." Contessa closed everything up and pulled away his hand. "It's just the more important parts we've fixed for the time being." "Janine, I'm not sure how much more I can take," said Lynne, turning away and getting emotional. "Oh Lynne relax, and she's fine?" said Contessa, opening the high chair and lifting him out. "How about we have one last drink before bed-d-bye, princess." "Holy moollllyyyly," gulped Lynne, pulling her hair back off her face as suddenly Contessa opened her top and pushed his face down on her boob. Something took over inside Justin, as just that fast he calmed down, suckling on her massive breast. He appeared to be biting hard, yet Contessa never flinched as the girls looked on in horror and then once she pulled him off it she again reach down feeling his diapered crotch once again. "Nope, nothing," smiled Contessa, dropping him back in chair. "Strike three, and test results don't get better than that ladies?" "Told you she was good," smirked Janine. "And with that I'll be heading home to relieve my babysitter while you get yourself situated for the evening, sis." "You're leaving me already?" moaned Lynne. "Yeah, you're in good hands, and trust me I paid for you to be in even better ones," said Janine walking over and hugging her sister. "Janine!" said Lynne. "You're scaring me! What does that mean?" "It's just means if I don't leave now then I won't want to, because once you see my special gift for all you've done, then I might want it back," joked Janine. "Now kissing Contessa is one thing, but being in a three way with my sister is not on my wish list, so enjoy my treat for you and trust me you really deserve it after all you've put yourself through!" "I agree, and good night Miss Janine," said Contessa. "I'll call you in the morning." "Sounds like a plan," winked Janine, walking out. "Well then, with that let's show Miss Lynne and little Justina to their room," said Contessa, carrying Justin from the dining room. Down the hall they went and then up a back stair until Contessa unlocked a big bedroom. It was girly pink room with a huge white barred crib, ornate white furniture and a huge pink and white canopy bed. She dropped Justin right in the crib like it was nothing and then started a little ballerina mobile. As the tinkling sounds resonated as it spun, a huge figure in only his underwear appeared in the doorway as everyone's neck swirled towards the figure. "Oh Dirk, I'd like you to meet Miss Lynne," said Contessa. "Miss Lynne, please met your sister's gracious gift, and he'll be tending to your every need until morning." "It will be my pleasure," said Dirk, kissing her wrist. "And she deserves such pleasures, so don't hold back Dirk," said Contessa, slapping his ass gently. "Am I clear?" "Yes madam," said Dirk. "I assure you I will not." "You mean he's like my..." Lynne stared at the huge bulge in his little briefs. "Yes he's for your pleasure, and I already agree with your sister that you're long over do for a good ravaging," joked Contessa, slapping her arm gently. "Now we'll give you your privacy and carry on." "You mean like carry on, like have sex," said Lynne. "Of course, dear," said Contessa with a grin. "Like right here? In the canopy bed?" asked Lynne surprised. "In front of... you know." "Why yes," said Contessa. "I expect she'll sleep through much of it, but you are like her step mother and most parents do indulge in the same quarters when the children are small enough to really see or understand much. So yes enjoy." "But you know that's not the case here of course, and that... that... I couldn't do," said Lynne, freaking a little. "You sure?" said Contessa, pulling some strings as down went his undergarments. "Whhhooaaahhh," said Lynne, almost salivating. "That's ridiculous? It wouldn't even kind of fit in there? Would it?" "This is part of the training for you and Justina, Miss Lynne," said Contessa, grabbing it and stroking it a few times. "While our precious little Justina adjusts to things, which will certainly be surrounding her as a sissy, you'll find a new appreciation for things you've been missing. Frankly dear, in the end everyone's happy?" "Really?" Oh I don't know...?" Lynne began to say until Contessa put her hand on his member. "Oh my...." "Well sissies take time developing like I told you, but in the end they're kind of happy," said Contessa, stroking him now with Lynne's hand. "They go from toddlers to brats to drama queens, and then eventually little bitches, but doesn't every girl?" "Oh yeah..." said Lynne, bitting her lip, salivating. "I mean yeah? I guess so." "Exactly dear, so that's their road to happiness, and in the meantime what's inside your hand is the road to yours," said Contessa, pulling her hand away now, leaving just Lynne's. "Now good night Miss Lynne, and don't worry if she stares while you fuck your brains out. Think of it as just one more step in separation from what never should have lasted as long as it did before you smartened up bringing her to me." "Oh jeez....." mumbled Lynne, unable to let go as the door closed behind them and she could feel her mouth watering uncontrollably." Her hesitation and reluctance didn't last long now as Dirk was impossible to resist as she dropped to her knees, engulfing him. She had forgotten just that fast that Justin was in the room as he peered through his cribs bars at his girlfriend enjoying a massive cock. As much as the old self inside him told him to jump in and stop the act, he was instead easily persuaded, somehow stuck as a sissy in girl pajamas. When the act finished, he watched them kiss and then sat mesmerized as Dirk mounted her atop the sheets and beneath the canopy bed. Her deep moan would serve as a reason for him to roll over and tune out the sound instead focusing on the tinkling mobile as his exhaustion had the best of him. In the morning, he was greeted by a servant lifting him from the crib as he peeked open his eyes, awakened by the unsnapping of the pajamas between his legs. "Good morning, cupcake," said Lynne, looking down on him with a towel turban style on her head. "Did you sleep well?" "Are you seriously asking me that?" moaned Justin, rubbing his eyes. "I'm hoping I was having a bad dream last night about so much stuff. Was I?" "No sweetie. I only want pleasant dreams for you," smiled Lynne, unwrapping her hair and rubbing it. "But I think at least I finally slept like a baby honestly! I feel so much better today." "I bet you do," said Justin sarcastically. "You'll feel better in a minute too, princess," said Miss Evelyn, tossing away a wet diaper. "Just getting that off you should feel much better. That was some serious wetting. That weighed a ton." As the huge diaper went in the trash, in walked Contessa with Miss Selena as they looked down on him. "Oh good morning ladies, and of course that must feel much better," said Contessa, walking over and touching his private area. "Oh how wonderful Justina! That's exactly what we hoped to see Miss Lynne." "Whoaahhhh! Really?" said Lynne, looking down at him. "That's amazing madam." "No dear, just progress," smiled Contessa. "Chemically induced progress." "Still amazing though," said Lynne, looking down at his acorn sized shriveled balls. "Well thank you, and please get my bag please, Miss Selena," said Contessa. "I'll make the temporary adjustments so you can return to let's say the scene of the crime, dear." "Wait, the what?" said Lynne, shaking her head. "Scene of what crime?" "I see you need to wake up as well this morning, Miss Lynne," laughed Contessa, taking her bag from Miss Selena. "Get her some coffee please Miss Evelyn, and I'll take over from here." "Oh gawwwdd, not another needle," said Lynne, looking down at Contessa digging through her bag. "And I'm so confused now." "No dear. Not today, but we'll be making some adjustments that will assist," said Contessa, unscrewing the end of a long tube. "Hold the little guy please, Miss Selena." Lynne watched as Contessa pushed his shriveled testicle inside his body cavity and then squirted some solution from the tube at the gap where she pressed them inside of. Nimbly she pinched the two sides of the skin where she created the temporary cavity and then guided her fingers up and down like she was pressing together the ends of some doe like she was baking a pie. After maybe only ten seconds, she pulled back her fingers as she had finished pressing the sides together and almost like magic his shriveled acorns were gone. With them trapped inside him, one last time she slid her fingers down the little pocket she created, like she was sealing a zip lock bag and took his little member from Miss Selena, lifting it upward. It was still limp and small as she held it upright, coating the underside in the same solution before she stretched it down between his legs. "What was that?" yelped Justin trying to sit up as Miss Selena prevented his movement. "Nothing dear but a little tweak," replied Contessa, holding it in place. "And don't worry, you're about to be a big girl now with a huge pamper between your legs. Let's hope for the car's upholstery sake and even my good floors you can contain yourself." "You're saying we're leaving?" Lynne asked, growing horrified. "Did we do something wrong that you're not training her?" "Dress her ladies, and I hope you'll be fine with what we selected for both of you," said Contessa. "And it's quite the contrary Miss Lynne, so please allow me to clear up your confusion." "Oh?" said Lynne, looking bewildered. "Sure madam." "Thank you dear, and this is part of the decision process," Contessa tapped her arm. "You see we arranged for you and Dirk to spend some time together while taking little Justina back to the place that broke the camel's back. You know a place where she won't need to be in a big diaper all day, and of course where making a little sissy will be quite common place." "You mean Sesame Place?" said Lynne as they pulled the pajamas off over his head. "Yes dear, where her sissy tendencies flowed or better yet seeped from her soon to be adorable little body," said Contessa, taking a stretchy bottom from Miss Selena. "You see now that I've temporarily let's say adhesived the problem areas in place, so she'll be able to wear the most adorable little swim suit I've selected for her." "This gets better every day," giggled Lynne as Contessa slid it up his legs and quickly snapped the waistband. "For who?" moaned Justin as Contessa lifted him from the table, placing him on his feet. "For you of course, Justina," said Contessa, lifting his left arm and sliding on his swim suit top before pulling it over his head. "There won't be a little darling cuter than you there, and I picked this out special for you." "But...." gulped Justin as she pulled his right arm inside it now and then tugged it over his chest. "But don't worry," said Contessa, handing Lynne a red string bikini. "You'll be there with one of the hottest step mommies any girl could hope for, and trust me not a thing will pop up when it shouldn't, except maybe on mommies new boyfriend." Justin stood, turning as beet red as his swimsuit as they had put him in at little girl's tankini. On the bottom it was a brief like shape partially covering his sensitive bum, looking so dainty with a simple red ruffle and then red brief with white polka dots. On top, the half short tank half bikini like top was completely reversed with a white base and red polka dots sitting preciously across his flat chest. At the middle of his tankini top sat a logo of Elmo's face, and it's short cut revealed his little belly button with his midriff revealed. "Oh gawwdd. Everything you pick is more adorable than the next on her, Madam Contessa," said Lynne, looking him up and down. "But you sure about that last part?" "Of course I am, but if you're nervous let's just test it right here, honey," said Contessa, undoing the belt on Lynne's robe. "Ladies, give her a hand." Quickly now they helped Lynne out of her sexy lingerie, as instantly she was naked just in front of Justin. He never had an issue being aroused seeing her naked before, but even he was astonished feeling nothing as the girls helped her on with her swimsuit. In seconds now she stood in a red string bikini with small triangles that barely covered her boobs and a tiny bottom that exposed the majority of her tight ass. She posed with her hands on her hips, wiggling them right and then left almost like she was teasing him and then nodded her head after she reached in touching his private area. As sick as he felt dressed as he was, he felt even more sick that he suddenly wasn't turned on as hormonally now his body was completely confused. "Ok then?" said Lynne, squishing her cheeks and taking her brush from her pocketbook. She brushed back her wet hair, making a small high pony from her bob haircut and then Miss Selena handed her some bands. "If you want to use these, they came with the outfit," said Miss Selena. Lynne gingerly nodded and giggled as she took the bun from his hair and began brushing it out, creating a part down the back of his head. When she gathered his hair on the left in went the first band, he pretty much knew now what she was doing as he rolled his eyes to the sky annoyed. Once the brush went through the gathered section on the right, he was just about ready once she wound in the next scrunchie. Quickly now, they dropped some flip flops to his feet and then Miss Selena began spraying him with some sun tan lotion. A few rubs here and there to make sure it was even were followed by some tight tugs at his hair, making sure the bands were in tight and then Miss Selena slipped his arms inside the pink terrycloth cover up. "Please Lynne," shivered Justin as she brushed through his bangs. "Not that many people noticed me at the mall, but at the water park I'll stick out like a sore thumb. Please Lynne, let's do something else! Anything, and even you said my hair gets too knotty when it's wet." "Patience, cupcake," said Lynne, grabbing the ends of his secured hair on the left brushing. "Don't you think I know that, which is why they'll need to stay braided in the water? Now do not mouth off again, as I have to agree that Madam couldn't have thought of a place to go that would be more fitting for you, and in fact be happy your little swim suits looks adorable on you plus fits quite well." He wanted to scream as she snapped in a band at the end of his left pigtail, having finished her braiding and then just stood there pouting as she brushed out the right. In just a few more seconds, French braided pigtails swung from just above each ear with an Elmo face scrunchie holding each pigtail tightly near his scalp. The same red Elmo face also stood atop his toes as it decorated the flip flops as he'd been dressed like a toddler for her day in the water and sun. When they spun him around, there was Dirk in a tight t-shirt and shorts waiting as Lynne slipped into some sandals and took him by the hand. He'd be lead to Dirk's topless black Jeep Cherokee and belted into the back as off they went to the kiddie theme park. He couldn't look as they kissed at every traffic light and held hands all the way there. Their affection was right in his face, like he never existed, yet somehow he'd become their little darling for any on looker to see. Inside they walked him, each holding one of his hands as the 6'5" Dirk towered over both of them like he was Hercules. When Dirk went to find them some lounge chairs to relax in, Lynne then took him on a kiddie roller coaster then a double tube water fall slide as he wanted to die just being there. She tried making it fun as he looked around self- conscious of every onlooker, being of course way too big to be in an Elmo swim suit yet there he was as resembling overgrown little girl. She paraded him everywhere, uncaring about stares or stray comments as all he could do was follow along and not say a word. When finally they headed back to find Dirk at the chairs, she kissed him hello but really turned her attention right back to Justin. It felt great to have her spray and rub him down with lotion again as he was starting to burn, and off to the little fountains they went. He watched Dirk strip off his shirt and shorts before suddenly he was surrounded by his so called ex-girlfriend and this shirtless muscle guy in a speedo. They slithered behind him a bit as he sat in the shallow water listening to the sounds of the fountains as the sun beat down on his head. He hated to look back, but his curiosity had the best of him and of course all he could see when he glanced over his shoulder was her quickly pull away like they just kissed. Whenever he'd peek to try to catch them, Lynne would pull back, watching him at all times out of the corner of her eye, but then eventually she got annoyed with his leering. She stood up now, taking Dirk's hand and they walked in front of him, leaning down like she was annoyed before taking his neck, pulling his face down and initiating a deep kiss. She'd peak down at Justin, seeing his angst but that didn't stop her from enjoying her new love interest. A thirty second kiss seemed like an eternity as he couldn't turn away, and then Lynne broke the kiss, folding her arms. "Get our stuff babe, and I'll be right over," said Lynne, giving his ass a playful slap. "I guess you're ready then, Justina?" "Me?" said Justin. "Well yeah, I didn't want to be here in the first place but what did I do?" "The same thing you do every time we come here, sissy," said Lynne, pissed off. "So let's go, and right now young lady! Obviously you're not ready for even this little baby step being out like this, and at least I know you won't wet the car since you have hopefully just emptied your entire bladder again. Didn't you?" "Well?" Justin turned beet red. "I mean really? Can't even ever handle being here without making a sissy," said Lynne, quickly grabbing his hand and tugging him from the shallow pool. He was completely silent, mortified as she put down a plastic bag on the car seat and then a towel before she belt him in the car in his cover up. It was like she had triple protected Dirk's backseat as they drove back to Contessa's house as she brought him right in and upstairs. Miss Selena was waiting with a hot bath already run as they stripped him down and then into the bubble bath he went. Like a baby he was washed and scrubbed as Lynne watched while Miss Selena made sure to clean every nook and every cranny until Contessa came in to check on them. "Lynne, I've left you something appropriate for dinner, so please let my servants handle her bath so you can tend to yourself," said Contessa. "You sure?" asked Lynne. "Absolutely darling," said Contessa, touching her back gently. "Ok, see you in a bit Justina," said Lynne, dipping her finger in some bubbles and touching Justin's nose playfully. They tossed in some floating toys like he was a baby, but he just sat back, not playing along while they scrubbed and conditioned his hair. When his hands and toes were quite pruned, Miss Lynne lifted him out as finally he was free of being in water for the first time all day. When she turned him around softly patting the water from his behind, he began to shiver as he stared at his sheer reflection in the glass shower stall door. "Holy shit," Justin exclaimed, immediately grabbing down between his legs. "Where are my... and why is this... Oh my gawd where is Lynne?" "Just temporarily contained Justina, and don't panic," said Contessa, walking in. "It was necessary not to draw the wrong impression in your pretty swimsuit sweetie, but we'll be letting the little ladies back down shortly dear." "The wrong impression?" Justin was freaking out. "I've got girl's tan lines now and my balls are missing. What other impression could there be, and why wouldn't I panic! Where's Lynne?" "Well what tan lines would you expect in such a cute tankini young lady, and you already know she's off getting ready for dinner?" said Contessa, lifting him from the floor and staring at him as she held him up at eye level. "Now kick and scream when I put you down and we'll have a much bigger problem than some temporary realignment. So have I made myself clear Justina?" "Yes," nodded Justin, invoking a soft smile on her face as she lifted him to the changing table in the bathroom. When she placed him down, Miss Selena began covering his arms and chest with a flowery lotion and then he felt a cream being added by Contessa between his legs. "Be a dear and hold up her legs," said Contessa to Miss Evelyn, lifting a big long metal item with plastic gloves on her hands. "Before we close her up, we'll need to take her temperature rectally." She squired some lube on the metallic looking device and then rubbed some to his crack before Contessa tapping Lynne to further part his legs. "Aaahhhh," moaned Justin, feeling it going in. "Aaa...hhhhhhh." "Oh my?" said Contessa, staring at a small meter. "Now what?" moaned Justin, dying for her to take it out. "Well it's not abnormal at this stage, but we'll monitor you now princess, because I'm a bit worried you'll be burning up a bit," said Contessa, pulling off her gloves and closing up his diaper. "Dress her for dinner please ladies, and let me give her something to sooth her. As it is, we'll need to make this an early night for her." "That can't be staying in me?" moaned Justin, feeling it stuck inside his anus. "I don't feel hot!" "You'll adjust, and for the time being it will be," said Contessa, squeezing a dropper in a solution measuring a dosage as Selena was lotioning his legs. "Now open, and this will help, Justina." "Gross," moaned Justin as she squirted some liquid into his mouth and right down his throat. "The good stuff always is dear," said Contessa, patting his face. "See you ladies shortly." Contessa softly kissed his forehead as she exited the room and then Evelyn and Selena took over getting him ready. From the bathroom they walked him into the bedroom he had slept in previously and then placed him on the big girly canopy bed. All he could think about was that he was now lying back in the same position that Lynne was the night before with his legs lifted upwards as hers were. Of course while hers were being parted to accept her lover, his were instead being lifted as they rolled tights past his ankles. A tug on the left thigh and then on the right then got them nice and taut before Miss Evelyn stretched the waist band over his diaper. A monstrous sea of white ruffles now followed as a huge padded panty slid down both legs and then white ruffles ankle socks with tiny white bows were added atop his tights. White Mary Janes with silver buckles were last on the agenda before they lifted him from a lying position and then he could hear the tiny silver bells attached to his shoes jingle as they placed him down to his feet. Before he could even move an inch, they lifted his arms, dropping down a thin camisole over his head. Just that fast any vison of his legs or feet were gone as three layers of white petticoats attached to the cami as it umbrella-ed out engulfing his hips. Miss Evelyn now switched on a blow dryer, brushing any wetness from his hair as he stood balancing from her raking. It wouldn't really be that long until it was dry and then she stunned him by lifting him onto a stool, fanning out his petticoats so he wouldn't be sitting on them. Behind his bangs she parted his hair down the middle, twisting only the crown section to the left into a scrunchie and then following with the right crown section. It was quite different than before, as these were no big pigtails braids as Miss Selena joined her, beginning to section the back. Across his petticoats now they each stretched a wire as he could see Miss Selena roll in her gold iron in the back and then Miss Evelyn with a much bigger silver iron roll under his bangs. In unison they were working as curls began springing at the back of his head and his bangs were endlessly brushed through and rerolled. When the first white silk bow was being wound in above his right ear and then his hair tugged really tight, he started to feel himself begin to overheat a little. Was he starting to run a temperature like Contessa warned, or just becoming a victim of being surrounded by hot irons he fretted as Miss Evelyn was back curling beneath the bow? After three or four times being twisted and removed, at least the heat source was one from the right yet that would only be temporary as in went the left side bow. He felt flush as she curled on the left, finally getting a sense of relief as Miss Selena seemed to finally finish the back. When finally Evelyn stepped back, the damp hairspray raining down actually felt refreshing as he almost could careless now what they did to his hair. A bit of powder being brushed on his face and a few spritzes of deodorant though squelched any minor sweat, as Evelyn fanned him for a few minutes while Selena fussed with a few curls. With his cheeks already rosey, just a whisk of her blush brush touched his cheeks, and for the first time they'd added a hint of color to his eyes. His lashes were already thick from the thick extensions, so only a whisk of mascara was necessary. Finally a touch of pink shadow and a minute pinch of glitter was added to his lids before the girls stood back, momentarily admiring their work. To his feet they lifted him and he stood feeling his legs tighten and cramp before they lifted his arms, dropping down his dress. Down his arms slid long sleeves as ever so gently they popped his head through. When finally they tugged the skirt above the petticoats and straightened the fit, it must have taken twenty buttons to close up the back as it slowly encapsulated him. Two buttons at each wrist closed before the tension of his tight sash was apparent as she knotted the bow in the back, almost knocking the wind from him as it pulled him in. He felt wobbly now from the weight of the big dress, especially as they were tugging at him in it as he stood while they fussed with it smoothed each layer. His head was spinning now, as somehow he did feel warm and confused as from the room they guided him. With each step though he felt more awake, hearing his little feet jingle from each step and then suddenly he realized they had entered the dining room as he stared at himself as a little girl in a huge white frilly dress in the ornate mirror's reflection. It was a huge, shin length bell type dress that flared out with in various layers of pristine white satin and lace overlays beneath a tight white satin bodice. Puffy white cape sleeves grew thin as they streamed down his arms before hugging his wrists and then the second they released his hands, white gloves with laces cuffs were pulled over his fingers. Around the neckline a square lace collar seemed so tight, yet added a dainty element matching the overlays on his big skirt and seemed coordinated with the ruffles on his ankle socks. The only element of the dress that wasn't white was the pink sash around his waistline that was tied in the back in a ribbon style bow and of course the offset left matching pink bow-tie bow attached to the sash. He was the little girl with the curls, looking quite dainty and porcelain like. His hair had been arranged to look baby-like now, as behind his bangs and a middle part, the front left and right sections were bound in tightly curled mini-pigtails that sprung from huge bows. Big layered white bow tie bows had a satin layer atop a lacey under-layer perfectly matching his dress and looked huge atop each small four inch by four inch pigtailed section. The four or five tight curls that made up each section beneath the bow barely reached ear level, as they wavered with his every tremble showing off his sparkly little mini-tear drop earrings. Behind them the entire back of his head had had been tightly coiled in layers of unrolled barrel curls in a doll like fashion as it was almost hard to believe they could make him look even daintier than he'd already been. With slightly glossed full lips, some pink in his complexion and gorgeous batting lashes, he'd been unmistakably given the most delicate innocent appearance of a precious little darling and looking like if even a spec of dust landed on him that it would upset his ensemble. "Oh my, how wonderful she looks, ladies?" said Contessa, sitting down across from him as they served her a salad. "Well done, and let's certainly get something in her stomach, but do protect that dress." "Of course, madam," said Miss Evelyn, lifting him into the big chair as Miss Selena spread his dress carefully before they belted him in. A huge plastic sheet was placed over his dress and then a vinyl bib tied around is neck. He was starving, yet wanted no part of any jarred garbage and luckily instead Miss Selena dipped a spoon into some tiny pasta. This was no regular dinner with everyone present as he ate with only Mistress Contessa until finally the door flew open and Lynne hurried in. "Excuse me madam, and I'm glad to see you didn't wait for me," said Lynne, rushing to the table. "You knew we couldn't dear," said Contessa, looking at her watch. "And I do understand the delay was on account of my staff and not your doing, but I do hope this will be an isolated incident?" "Please don't blame anyone. I'll take responsibility, and it's just I was ill prepared to be dressed up for the evening," said Lynne. "If I would have had the time to get home last night then I would have had an appropriate dress from my own closet but if I'm being honest, I don't own anything this extravagant." Lynne was in a long, black silk evening gown that hugged her curves like it was painted on. Cross crossed single spaghetti straps held it in place, displaying a massive amount of obvious braless cleavage, and as she turned it was completely backless, showing off her entire thin spine. With a long slit at her left hip, out poked her sheer black stockinged leg from 5 ? inch spikey black caged stilettos, and not a single panty line showed in the revealing dress. Dark red lips with charcoal eye shadows and thick blackened eyeliner gave her a fierce evening look, and from her ears wavered huge silver dagger like earrings. Her bobbed hair had now been slicked back in a tight French roll from deep side part and only the front most thick stand hung freely across her left eye turned over once in a soft wave. She looked sexy and quite exotic, like he only seen once or twice for a special occasion, except to Justin this was no occasion he wanted any part of as he sat, being fed like an infant. She looker hotter than hot and he felt smaller than small as unfortunately this was exactly how Contessa wanted it. "Well you look ravishing dear, and now you do. Consider that dress of yours as part of our promising arrangement," said Contessa. "And all I can ever ask is for someone to take responsibility for their actions, so I won't condone the minor tardiness but at least I can understand it. So please get something quick in your stomach, as lateness to our next event is not an option." "Yes madam," nodded Lynne, immediately starting on her salad. "So excuse me for asking, but we're thinking things are still looking promising Madam Contessa?" "Time will tell, Miss Lynne," said Contessa, leering at Justin as she sipped her wine. "Rome wasn't built in a day, darling." "Yes madam," nodded Lynne as Contessa stood and then pulled out her chair. "And neither are sissies," smiled Contessa, walking behind her, touching her neck before leaning down, whispering in her ear and kissing her neck. "Especially one like yours." "I'm sorry for asking, and I understand." Lynne turned and looked at her as they shared a short kiss now. "I know you do dear, and I do love you with some precious curls, Justina," said Contessa, licking her lips as she straightened up, walking over to Justin and touching his face. "But that said, we are on quite the right track if it makes both of you feel better." "Feel better? Like this?" gulped Justin the moment she started away from him. "You mean on the right track to ending all this and getting me back to normal, right?" "Careful what you ask for from that pretty little mouth of yours, Justina, if you know what's good for you," said Contessa, looking back at him sternly. "Little girls don't ever make demands to adults, especially while guests in our home, but if your silly little question is about if you're on the right track to making things normal again for you, then I'm sure I can speed that up for you, darling." Justin gulped and shook his head no as Contessa just leered at him before signaling her staff to get moving. "Hurry, ladies," gulped Miss Evelyn, pulling away the mostly empty pasta bowl and rushing. "You do not want to anger her especially when she gets like this."