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Sisters (Completed Version Parts 1-2) By Princess Pantyboy Me, Chris, Chrissie 10-year-old boy Miley 4-year-old little sister Beth 17-year-old twin sister Cathy 17-year-old twin sister Part-1 I am just a normal boy like most 10-year boys, and my name is Chris. I am the only boy in our family. I have a younger sister who just turned four. I also have twin sisters that are seven years older than I am. When my sisters turned seventeen the world changed for them and us. The twins just got their driver's licenses, so we do not see much of them anymore with school, their different boyfriends, cheerleading practice and games and everything else they do. Now a little bit about me; I like the normal stuff like playing outside, playing baseball, and skateboarding especially when the weather is nice out. When the weather is crappy that makes it tough because I am one of those rare kids who does not like video games, and don't like most shows that are on TV. One of the things I do like to do is hang out with my little sister because she has such a great imagination, and she comes up with the goofiest things to do like using the big wheels or bicycles, and ride them in the basement when it's raining outside. The basement is set up for the kids to play even though a small corner is where my mom does the laundry. There is a washer and dryer, and a table and stuff there. We pretty much can go everywhere in the basement except there. Well I did say when my twin sisters turned seventeen their lives, and ours changed big time. Their lives changed because they both became very mobile and went everywhere and did everything. My little sister and my life changed to, and that is where I'm going with this story. It was one of those crappy rainy days just after my twin sisters turned seventeen. Miley and I were looking for something to do. We were playing kick ball in the basement; I was laughing at Miley while she was trying to kick in her dress. "You are so slow to kick back Miley, can't you run up there and kick it instead of just walking to the ball? I mean I know I'm six years older than you, but I'm small for my age. Me and you are about the same size, so you should be able to keep up except you're a girl." Miley walks up to me and puts the ball down by my feet. "You're just stupid Chris, see I'm wearing a dress so I can't do anything fast. I hate wearing dresses, but mom said girls wear dresses, and only boys wear pants." I shake my head and roll my eyes listening to my little sister complaining. "Whatever, Miley you don't have to make up excuses, you're a girl, everyone knows that girls can't do anything as good as boys." I see a weird look in my little sister's eyes. "Like I said Chris you're just stupid, if you had to wear a dress you wouldn't be able to play kick ball as fast either. I've never been able to wear pants or jeans, not even shorts. So, you have no clue." "Whatever, Miley you should just admit you can't do it as good as boys do it, and be honest with yourself and stop making excuses." I bend over, pick the ball up, and roll my eyes at Miley. Miley smacks the ball out of my hand. "Well if you think you're so smart let's switch clothes and see who is better at playing kickball. Unless you're chicken big brother hehehe," I hear Miley giggle teasing me. "I'm not chicken it wouldn't make any difference but I'm not wearing any stupid dress to prove it, and then you will make fun of me." I bend over to pick the ball back up that she smacked from me. "See I'm faster than you." Miley bends over way faster picking the ball up before me almost ripping it out of my hands. I give her a look. "See you're just chicken big brother, you're just all talk. I'll tell you what, I promise I won't tell anyone if we switch clothes, and we play kickball, unless you're still chicken?" Miley sits down on the hard tile floor and starts taking her shoes off and then her socks. "What are you doing Miley?" I look at her like she is crazy or something. "We will change clothes really quick, and no one will see us and then you will see who is better and who is chicken." I cross my hands in front of my chest. "Ok whatever, but I don't want to change clothes in front of my little sister." "Oh, stop being a baby Chris, we will both change down to our panties and then we will turn our backs and then we will change panties, I mean underwear. Now seat down and hurry and get un-dressed. I don't want to sit here half naked waiting for you." I sit on the floor taking my sneakers and socks off. Miley puts her shoes and socks in front of me as she takes mine. "Lucky you wear baggy clothes Chris, because I think I'm a little bigger than you when were both not wearing clothes." "Hahaha your funny." I watch as Miley stands up after she puts my socks on her, and I see how silly she looks in her short dress and boy's socks. I pull my spider man shirt off. "I need you to un-button the back of my dress, I always have to have momma un-button my dresses. Can you help me big brother?" I stand back up with her little girly socks on my feet. "See I told you I'm a little taller than you." I look as Miley is standing right in front of me, she is like an inch or two taller than I am. "That means my clothes will be too big for you but don't worry my old clothes are in those boxes on the shelves." I watch as Miley walks over to the shelf and brings the box over to both of us. "What the heck is that Miley?" I watch as she opens it up, and she starts pulling stuff out. "It's a box of my old clothes silly. You need to be wearing my old clothes since I'm bigger than you, and you are so much older than me hehehe." Miley smiles teasing me about her being a little bit bigger than me, and she is so much younger than I am as she pulls out her old outfits. "Put this dress on big brother, I wore it until last year, so it should fit you." "Whatever Miley, but remember you promised not to tell anyone that I'm trying on your clothes, right?" I turn and see Miley pull off her dress, and she is just standing with her back to me wearing only her pink panties. "Here big brother let me help you with your new dress. Just let me get your Spiderman tee shirt on me first." "It's not my dress Miley let alone my new dress." I turn as she is standing in my tee shirt and her panties and boys socks. "It's cold down here without my jeans on." Miley reaches out and takes my jeans from me, I stand in just my boy's underwear and girls lace socks that are kinda baggy because the socks Miley just took off that are a little too big for me. "Here brother you need these too. These will fit you better than the ones I'm wearing now." Miley hands me a pair of her old panties. I look at her like she is out of her mind. "Ok I see that look big brother; you can put my old panties on after you get your new dress on, so you have some privacy ok?" Miley starts pulling the little dress over my head, I notice it also has buttons in the back. I will need her help to button them up. The sleeves are so puffy, as my arms fit through them easily. "Wow big brother that dress barely fits you it's way small on me but almost looks a little big on you." I give her a mean look as I see her smiling at me. "Turn around and I'll button you up, then you can put your new panties on." I slide down my boy's underwear, I step out of them and hand them to my sister. "Wow do I have to wear your panties, that shouldn't matter?" "Oh, stop being a baby my big brother. You sure act like a baby, but you do look like my little sister in that dress hehehe, or I should say my little baby sister is more fitting for you Chris hehehe." Miley giggles again. I turn my back to my sister; I see the size of sis old panties are 2T, at least these look smaller than what she is wearing. I would never fit in the big girl panties she is wearing now. "You're funny sis hahaha." I slide the pink Barbie bikini panties up my legs, and move the short dress over them. "Here these tights go with that dress, you will be warmer in them to it's kinda cold like you were saying." "Um I guess I'll put them on." I stare at Miley like she is tricking me, or something. I sit on the floor and pull the white tights up my legs. Miley hands me her old black Mary Jane buckle shoes that look brand new still. "Wow you sure have to wear a lot of clothes. Being a boy is so much easier, you just slide your jeans and shirt on and off you go sis." "I can get used to wearing pants, mom never lets me even buy pants, all I have is dresses and skirts. Mom and dad are way old fashion. The old fashion idea is girls wear dresses and are treated like princesses and help in the house. The boys wear pants and shorts and do guy stuff like cut the lawn, take out the trash, and wash the car." Standing up I see Miley smiling at me. "I feel weird wearing a dress and all these other girly clothes, do you feel weird wearing boy's clothes?" "No, I love it. I wish I could wear them all the time. I'm not wearing your boy underwear because they are too small for me, but lucky you wear baggy clothes, so all your clothes fit me really good." Miley smiles staring at me up and down. "You sure don't look like my big brother anymore. You look way more like my little baby sister especially wearing that pretty dress, with tights like a little girl wears." "I always wanted a baby sister. I can't call you by your boy name anymore. Do you have a girl's name you like; I can call you that while your dressed like my little sister?" Looking at Miley I see her smiling. "Well mommy told me that before I was born if I was a girl, they were going to name me Chrissie." "Oh, I like that yes, so I will call you Chrissie from now on little sister hehehe." I look at Miley, and she is enjoying me being dressed like a little girl. "You look cute as my little sister, but look at me in your jeans and tee shirt I still look like a girl even wearing your clothes Chris, I mean Chrissie." I play with my long hair that goes over my ears and touches my shoulders. "Chrissie sister can you pick the kick ball up and we can play?" I roll my eyes wondering why she can't do that. "Okay, okay." I walk over to the ball with my back to Miley, as I bend over and pick the ball up. Turning around and facing Miley I see her busting up laughing. "What is so funny does someone see me dressed like a little girl?" I get all-nervous for a second. "No but when you bent over, I could see your little pantied bottom. I could even see the Barbie panties through the tights when you bent over to pick the ball up hehehehe." I look down at myself, and see the dress is back to normal. "That's not funny Miley. You need to tell me about stuff like that." "I just did." I roll my eyes, and kick the ball to her and we start playing kickball in the basement. "You do look pretty in your new dress little sister, and with those white tights you even look cuter." I roll my eyes listening to Miley say how pretty I am. "You're supposed to say thank you sis, when you get a complement Chrissie." "Oh, okay, okay umm thank you Miley that was nice of you to say." I kick the ball back to her. I run and kick the ball, which was hard to do in the short dress. I won't admit to Miley that it was hard. "See I told you wearing a dress doesn't make it harder to play kickball." Miley still smiles at me, but she doesn't say why. "What's so funny Miley that you keep smiling at me?" I stare at her waiting for a response. "Oh, nothing little sister hehehe." She giggles. "So how does it feel wearing the pretty dress you wanted to wear?" I smile. "Oh, it's okay, I'm not as cold as I was before, so you're right these tights are comfy and warm. I keep forgetting I'm wearing them." I kick the ball back to her. "So little sister you want to trade your clothes back, or are you comfy like you said?" Staring at Miley smiling at me. "I'm good big brother Miley. If you had short hair Miley, you would look like a boy dressed like you are hehehe." I giggle not realizing I giggled like a little girl. "Well I'm glad you rather wear the dress than your boy clothes, because I really like wearing your boy pants." I hear Miley say that I rather wear the dress than my pants but I'm having fun proving her wrong about that dresses don't make you play bad kick ball. I just ignore it and play. "Well, well, I would not have believed it if I didn't hear it with my two ears." I turn around seeing mom seating on the staircase listening to us. "Well Chris since you rather wear girl's dresses instead of your boy pants, I'll let Miley wear them for a while." I don't know what to say as I stare at mommy in shock. "Um I was just kidding momma you can't tell anyone you seen me dressed like this." "Oh momma, as you heard he wants to be called Chrissie when he is dressed like a little girl." I hear Miley, but I can't say anything because mommy heard everything. I watch as mommy walks over to me and smiles. "Are you wearing the matching pink panties that go with that dress little Chrissie?" I look at Miley. "Mommy I couldn't find them I only found the pink plastic panties." I turn and see my mom smiling even more. Miley lifts the front of my dress up as I stare at mommy and she sees I'm wearing panties under the tights. "Well Miley those aren't the panties that match that dress. I think she needs to wear the whole outfit, don't you?" "Oh yes mommy she does. I'll get them right now." Miley runs over to the box and walks back holding the pink plastic panties that go over a diaper. I'm in shock as Miley hands the pink plastic panties to my mom. "Well why don't you clean up down here Miley and I'll put these on our little Chrissie. Oh, and can you bring that box with your old clothes upstairs too please?" "Oh yes mommy I can do that, I'll be right up. Oh, mommy can I leave these boy clothes on mommy, I really like wearing them?" Mom turns and takes my hand. "Yes, Miley that will be find we need to have one boy in this family. Come now little Chris, I mean Chrissie." "Yes, momma I'm coming." I walk over to mommy and take her hand. I see an odd look on mom's face. "I like it when you call me momma, so you need to continue to call me momma, and Miley you can call me mom like a boy would. Do you both understand?" "Yes momma," we both respond with Miley being all happy, and me being sad because I'm being treated like a little girl. Walking up the stairs, I continue to hold mom's hand as we walk into my room. "Okay sweetie just hop up on the bed after you pull your new little tights off okay?" "Yes momma." I sit on the edge of my bed while I take my new shoes off. What am I thinking there not mine? Now I'm saying and thinking that these are my new girly clothes. "Mom these pink plastic panties look way to big, you really don't need to put them on me." Mom smiles at me, as I lay back on the bed pulling the white tights down my legs and I put them on the bed next to me. "You're right sweetie they are too big to go over your Barbie panties. I want you to wear the whole outfit so I'm going to let you get the whole experience about wearing this pretty outfit sweetie." "Now slide your Barbie panties off for now if you're a good lil girl you can have them later." I slide the little panties off while I'm lying on my back, as I put my hands over my lil bulge. "Good girl now lift your bottom." I do as I am told, and I feel a diaper slide under my butt. "Hey, I don't want to wear a diaper, I'm not a baby." "Oh stop it, no one will see it under your pretty tights and under the dress unless you want me to tell everyone your wearing a diaper." Oh, man as I'm really starting to regret making fun of Miley not being able to play good kickball. "Now stop whining or I'll have you wearing diapers all the time little girl Hehehehe." I hear mom giggling. "Now how does that feel?" Mom secures the diaper on me and it feels tight. Mom doesn't wait for me to respond. "Good now lift your cute little bottom so I can slide your panties and tights back on, they will fit much better now with a diaper underneath." I do as I am told while mom pulls the pink plastic panties and the silky white tights up my legs as it wraps around my diapered bottom. "There ya go princess and your black Mary Jane shoes are buckled back up and you can go play now with your sister." "Okay momma." I stand back up and feel how bulky the diaper feels on me. "How long do I have to wear this diaper momma?" I turn and look at mom waiting for a response. "Well when it's wet I'll change you, now go play." I look sad as I push my long hair out of my eyes as mom watches me. "Wait sweetie let me fix your hair for you. Just hop up on my chair in front of my vanity." I turn around, walk over to her vanity and see myself dressed like a little girl in the mirror. How did this happen, now she is going to fix my hair? Maybe she will just put a hat on my head, that's what I do when my hair gets in my eyes. "Do I really have to?" Man, she will probably comb it and brush my hair, and put some girly hair tie or clip in. I guess there's no sense whining she is going to-do what she wants anyway, and then I can take it out when she isn't looking. Mom walks over and starts brushing my hair out. "Wow your hair is getting long. I didn't realize how long your hair is now sweetie." "Wow you're right momma, I didn't know my hair in the front went down past my chin." I lift my hand, and itch my nose as the hair tickles me. Mom smacks my hand away from my nose. "Stop I'll fix that, so you don't have that problem again sweetie." "Thanks momma my hair is always in my eyes, or in the way." I feel her my comb my longs bangs that go past my chin while I close my eyes. A second after I feel her combing my long bangs, I hear her scissors open and close as I open my eyes, I see the last of my long bangs disappear. "Momma what are you doing, I don't want you cutting my long hair. I like long hair it reminds me of the cool rock stars like Aerosmith, they all have long hair. I like looking like them." I look down in my lap, and I see my long bangs sitting in my lap. "Oh, stop being a baby, let me even them up for you." I hear the scissors open, and close several times, as I watch hair about an inch long falling until she stops. "There ya go sweetie that will be much better now and you still have long hair you just have short cute bangs too." I turn around, see myself in the mirror, and stare at my short bangs. "Momma I don't look like the rock starts from Aerosmith, anymore do I?" "Well sweetie you still have the hair of a rock star but not of Aerosmith, maybe of Madonna or Britney spears now hehehe." I hear mom's response and I almost want to cry. I feel a little pee squirt into the diaper before I can stop it, I get so excited and scared. I look around to make sure no one was watching me, and might have noticed I wet my diaper a little bit. "Now go play with your sister." I ignore mom and keep my legs together so I don't wet myself anymore. "Miley come get your LITTLE SISTER and go play, I need to clean up." Mom calls me Miley's little sister, and that snaps me back to reality. I stand up and Miley grabs my hand and pulls me into the hallway and we go into her room. "No, no Miley." I feel a little more pee squirt into my diaper as she pulled me into her room. Miley smiles at me while I am wearing her dress, and I see her staring a little harder at me with my legs together tightly. "Why are you standing like that Chrissie, you look like you're scared or something?" "My tummy is messed up is all?" I see Miley staring at me up and down. she smiles then stares at the back of my dress. I try to change the subject, so Miley will stop staring at me. "I bet it feels good wearing jeans instead of a dress all the time." "Yes, I really like wearing jeans instead of dresses, but you look so cute in that dress Chrissie. It's kinda funny that I still look like a girl wearing your jeans and tee shirt, but you sure don't look like a boy wearing my clothes." I stare at Miley giving her an evil look hearing her saying I look like a little girl. "I guess I should have said your clothes, meaning the dress and panties are yours now that you're wearing them." "I love how momma cut your bangs like mine, you really look like a pretty little girl now. I mean when you go back to wearing jeans, I bet you will still look like a little girl, because of your new hairstyle hehehe." Miley tries to reach a doll on the shelf but can't reach it. "Chris can you reach my favorite doll? That dress you're wearing is the matching dress for the doll. I'll hold the chair for you." "I can try I guess." I stand on top of the chair, lean all the way out, and am able to reach the baby doll. "Here ya go sis." I turn around and see Miley looking up my dress. Miley has her hand over her mouth. "I thought that dress looked different on you, and now I know why mommy put the plastic panties on you, and a diaper that matches that dress." "Don't tell anyone sis I feel so silly wearing a dress, let alone a diaper and plastic panties too." The look of Miley smiling at me is scary, she is smiling so big. "I bet your tummy hurts because you have to go potty, and you don't want to wet your diaper hehehe." "Please sis stop it." I hold my legs together as I stand on the chair, so I don't wet myself again. I feel Miley's hand on one of my knees. "You should just wet your diaper, and I will change you before mommy sees you wet yourself." I look at her like she is crazy. "When you were leaning over to grab your new dolly, I could see the diaper threw your white tights and they look like there sagging a little bit like there a bit wet all ready. So, there's really no difference to a little pee in a diaper and a little more." That kind of makes sense but I don't tell her that while I keep my legs closed tightly. "I don't want to wet my diaper, I mean this diaper. Only babies wet themselves." "Yea that's true, but you already wet yourself. I mean if you want to finish going potty, I can change your diaper before mom sees that you're wet." I look at her and thinking to myself that makes sense, I guess. "But sis you won't tell anyone will you?" "No of course not I won't tell anyone. I'll even help you Chris. I'll just move your legs apart and then that will start you wetting yourself." I stare at Miley explaining. "When I was a baby, I mean when I wore a diaper, I also squatted down a little bit and pushed hard and that speeds up wetting yourself too." "Here we go Chrissie." I watch as sis starts to spread my knees apart then my feet move apart, and I feel myself slowly start to pee into my diaper. Miley smiles as she sees me start wetting myself. "Now push really hard and that will make the pee come out faster and you will be done faster and squat down a bit more too, like you were on the toilet." "Okay sis I'm pushing now." Miley is smiling at me. I start to push harder when I feel myself peeing more but then it hits me, and I feel like. Oh no, I can't oh no, I can't stop going. Oh, no I'm no, I can't poop my diaper too, no way, no way please stop. I turn around and see Miley is not behind me but mom is. "Oh no momma," I yell and I am so nervous when I see mom that I stop trying not to poop my diaper, and bam I fill my diaper with pee and poop as I start to cry. "I wouldn't have believed it if I didn't see it with my own eyes. You just wet your diaper while wearing your baby sister's little dress and tights. And by the smell of it you pooped your diaper to." Mom pulls over the stand-up mirror and points at it. "Go ahead young man or I should say little girl look at yourself in the mirror." I turn and see myself dressed in the little girl dress and tights, and Mary Jane shoes squatted down with my legs apart going potty in my diaper like a baby. "Momma I'm sorry I started to wet myself and then I couldn't control myself and I you..." I start crying. I watch as mom crosses her arms and shakes her head and watches me continue to fill my diaper as I start to stand up straight. "I am so sorry momma; I am so sorry!" Mommy is still shaking her head when her hand reaches out. I take her hand while mom looks down at me, and we start to walk into Miley's room. Mommy then leans down and picks me all the way up, like I'm some little kid. She walks over to Miley's changing table and I almost cry but there's stuff all over it since she hasn't used it in so long. "You are so light I think Miley weighs way heavier than you Chrissie." I feel mom let me down on the bed as I feel the poop and pee push all around as I seat on my bottom. I try not to move or my warm pee and poop move around my diaper as I look up and mommy is smiling at me. "Well if you didn't poop and pee your diaper you wouldn't be so miserable. I bet that feels icky all over you inside your diaper." Mommy starts taking all of the stuff off of Miley's old changing table. I see all my little sisters baby clothes folded on the table. "I have to admit Chrissie I was ready to send Miley's old clothes to the goodwill. Since she can't fit into any of them anymore, but looks like it all fits you just perfectly." The last of her old clothes are sitting next to me, and all I see is dresses and plastic panties that go over diapers. All of them matching the dresses. "You're not saving them for me are you momma? I sure don't want them; I mean I'm a big boy." Mom stops and picks up a hand mirror and gives it to me. "Do you see a big boy anywhere, when you look in the mirror little girl Chrissie?" I feel tears start to form in my eyes but I don't want to cry like the little baby girl I see in the mirror. "Well since you aren't talking, I don't see a big boy at all in the mirror that you're looking at. I don't even see a little boy or any type of boy, just a little girl dressed really petty in a nice little baby girl's dress and tights." Mom smiles at me again. "She has long hair and a diaper full of pee and poop. That's what I see when I see you holding the mirror up to yourself sweetie." "Now lift your arms up and let me get this pretty pink dress off of you so it doesn't get ruined if it touches your dirty diaper." Mommy unbuttons the baby girl dress I'm wearing and pulls it over my head and puts it down on the bed next to me. "Now let's get those pretty tights off of you, so lift your bottom up sweetie." I do as I am told. "Come on sweetie." Mom is treating me like she did when Miley was a baby. I do as I'm told and I feel mommy pulling the white tights off of me after she puts the Mary Jane shoes next to the dress. I'm just wearing the dirty diaper and pink plastic panties as she tickles my tummy as I don't even think of laughing, I am so embarrassed. "Oh, so you think you're just going to lay there? Well I don't think my little sweetie pie can just sit there." I feel her lean down and blow into my tummy making a noise as I start to smile. She then starts to tickle me at the same time and I start laughing and laughing until I'm wetting my diaper again, I'm laughing so hard. "This isn't funny momma," I say as I look up at her smiling from ear to ear. "I think it's hilarious, I'm changing my son like I would a little baby girl. Now let me get your plastic panties off your diaper son hehehe." I'm so embarrassed I don't say anything while my mom slides the pink plastic panties off me and starts cleaning me up and changing my diaper. "Oh, thank you mommas for taking that silly diaper off me." My whole body relaxes after the smelly dirty diaper is finally off me. I lay naked on the changing table. "Momma can you get my clothes so I can get dressed I don't want baby Miley seeing me naked lying on her changing table?" I look down between my legs and see my little boy parts all crinkled up and looking kind of shrunken. "Yes, sweeties don't let your panties get in a bind, and you can go play again after you get dressed." I hear Miley run out the back door and into the yard. "Hey Chrissie you want to go in the pool with Miley, she just put her swimsuit on and is waiting for you?" "Yea momma that sounds great! The water is way too cold but I'll still get in my swimsuit and sit around the pool." I wait for mom to come back into Miley's bedroom where I'm waiting on top of the changing table. I must have started dozing off because the next thing I feel is mom lifting up my legs by holding onto my ankles. "What are you doing momma?" I feel another diaper wipe and then I feel her slide a towel under me. I look up at the ceiling and then I notice that it's not a towel she is sliding another diaper under me. I feel her secure the tape closing the diaper around me before I can say anything. "Momma I don't want to wear another diaper.... please..." I try whining but it doesn't seem to do any good. I see a serious look on her face. "You said you don't want to go in the pool so I don't want any more accidents. So enough is enough, no more whining or I'll get you a bottle to drink like the baby you're acting like." "Okay momma no bottle please." I see something pink in mom's hands as I feel it sliding up my legs and then mom slides my arms into it. Mom is dressing me into something pink. I look down. "Momma I can't wear this, isn't this Miley's old one-piece swimsuit?" "Yes, it is and it fits you perfectly now. It's a good thing too, because all your summer clothes seem to be way too small for you now. Lucky Miley's old clothes fit you so good." I look at myself in the mirror after mommy stands me up wearing the pink one-piece girl's swimsuit and it has a picture of Barbie on it. "Oh man, I see my butt sticking out and you can see the bulky diaper bulging out of the swim suit momma." I feel like I am going to pee in this diaper like the baby I look like. I watch as mommy gives me that look like stop talking or, I will regret it for the rest of my life. My eyes are glued on the doorway not believing I am going outside dressed like a baby girl and wearing a diaper and pink barbie swimsuit. "Let me fix your hair sweetie then you can go play with your big sister." I feel mommy brushing my hair on the side then the other side and in a few seconds, I hear. "Okay go ahead outside sweetie you're all done." I think to myself I don't want to go outside dressed in little girl's clothes. "Momma I rather stay inside with you. It's um comfier in here." I'm trying a last-ditch idea to try to stay in the house so no one sees me in a girl's swimsuit and wearing a diaper. "I agree Chrissie since you like Miley's room so much I think the two of you should switch rooms for awhile." My mouth drops open hearing what mommy is saying, this is my new room. I look around seeing her whole room is pink and totally looking like a little baby girl's room. "That's not what I meant momma." I almost cry, but I do not want to act like a baby even though I look like one. Mommy starts walking me out of Miley's room, or I should say my new room. I stop seeing the reflection of myself in the large wall mirror. "Yes, sweetie you look so pretty now?" "Momma you did my hair in pigtails, and with the short baby girl bangs I look like a lil girl. I look down at the little baby girl's pink one-piece Barbie swimsuit I am wearing. I am in shock and I feel a little pee squirt into my diaper, I look around to see if anyone noticed. "Now go outside and play nice with your big sister, I mean your sister. You just look like the lil sister compared to the two-piece bikini Miley is wearing sweetie. Now be a good girl for momma sweetie Hehehe." Part-2 "Mommy do I really have to go outside dressed like this? Miley is going to make so much fun of me mommy. I mean look at me I look like a little baby girl wearing her old swimsuit and diaper." I stand there wearing the pink one-piece Barbie swimsuit. Oh, and you cannot forget that I have a diaper on underneath. This would not be such a bad thing if I was a girl but I am a boy and my lil sister is younger than I am and somehow, I am wearing a diaper and a girl's swimsuit. You cannot forget that my mommy, I mean mom also cut my bangs the same as my little sister's bangs. So now my hair does not look like a rock stars anymore, specially since she put my hair in pigtails like little girls have. I am dressed like this because I teased my little sister about her playing kickball in a dress. What a mistake that was, I sure learned my lesson about teasing Miley. "Miley is back wearing her regular girl clothes mommy, why can't I get back to my boy clothes now too?" I try not to cry, and then I would be acting like the little baby girl I look like. I look up at mommy and see her with her hands on her hips tapping her foot on the floor looking right at me. "Well sweetie I said you have to go outside with your big sister, I mean your sister, that is why you have too, because I said so. So, don't you even think of talking back to me, or you will be wearing dresses to school young lady." I want to cry, and go pee in my diaper hearing mommy as I put my legs together. "Now let me fix your hair a little bit sweetie, your pigtails are coming un- done again." I feel her brushing my hair out, and then she starts putting my hair back in pigtails and it feels like she made my hair ties much tighter. "Oh, that looks so much better sweetie, go look in the mirror so you see what mommy means." I roll my eyes because I hate seeing myself in pigtails like a real girl has. I look at mommy's smiling face, I turn and look in the wall mirror, and sure enough, my hair is back in little pigtails with my short bangs. Now I have two pink bows tied one in each pigtail. Oh man, my hair even looks more like a girl with these pink bow's mommy put in my hair. I just want to cry but I don't. "Mommy I look even more girly now than before as I start to cry, I feel a little pee squirt into my diaper, I stand next to mommy. "I don't like my hair like this mommy, please I look like a little baby girl now. I want to look like a boy." I can see fire in my mommy's eyes; I try not to have eye contact with her. "You're the one that wanted to have long hair like the rock stars. It is your own fault, you should have had your hair cut short like all the other boy's in the neighborhood. I can get the electric razor, and shave all your hair off like the way most boys, if you want?" "No mommy I want to have long hair like the rock stars like Aerosmith or Ozzy but my hair now looks more like Madonna's or some other girl star." I hear mommy giggle then cover her mouth with her hand as she continues to giggle. "I heard you in the basement when you said you like wearing the dress and rather wear a dress than your jeans so I am letting you switch with your big sister. Opps I mean your little sister so enough of your whining." "I am sorry sweetie Miley is a little bigger than you, and with you dressed like you are, and your pretty hair in pigtails you look much more like Miley than Chris." I want to cry so badly, but mommy will treat me more like a baby if I cry. Mommy looks like she is in deep thought and smiles at me. "Like I said before, we switched your room with Miley and if you don't act like a good girl, I will send you to school in a diaper and wearing a pretty dress." I am speechless hearing mommy's latest threat. "Now go out and play nice with your big sister, or I'll pull that diaper down and spank you right here." I stamp my foot hard, and then I do it again. I feel myself peeing in my diaper. I am so nervous before I could stop peeing. I notice mommy didn't see me peeing in my diaper so I had better go outside so she doesn't see I wet myself again. This diaper is so bulky when I look in the mirror, but when I wear it, I feel like I walk differently. I hope I don't waddle like little toddlers do when they're wearing diapers. "Hey Miley how is the water?" I yell to her when I see her swimming in the pool. I walk right up to the steps and put both my feet in. "Oh, that feels good like I am in the bathtub." I smile looking around making sure no one see's me wearing the pink little girl's swimsuit. The bad thing is when I get in warm water like the tub it makes me want to go pee again. I just thought of something no one would even know I am going pee in my diaper if I just go in my diaper while I am talking to someone hehehe. I giggle hope no one heard me. "Was that you little brother who just giggled, or how your dressed I should say little sister hehehe." Miley giggles, and swims over to the edge of the pool looking at me. We have a in the ground swimming pool that is heated and bigger than most pools. It is great when we have pool parties with all my friends. I look around ignoring Miley, I stare at her now and I wonder if anyone will notice I started to pee in my diaper a little bit because Miley just smiles not saying anything. "You like my old swimsuit little sis hehehe or I guess it's your new swimsuit now." I stop peeing and look at Miley smiling; there is no way she can tell I was peeing in my diaper. I mean this diaper; I mean the last thing I want people to think is that this is my diaper I am wearing. I look down to see if my legs are bent, there not, well maybe a little bit. I just don't want to look like I was peeing in my diaper like when baby's go potty in their diapers, they squat down too go pee. I look up and see Miley still smiling at me. I had better get my feet out of the water, or I will continue to pee until I fill this diaper and plastic panties up. "You look really cute Chrissie in my pink one-piece swimsuit by the way." I smile getting a compliment from her. "I can barely tell you're wearing a diaper under it." I lie to Chrissie it is totally obvious he is wearing a diaper and he might be peeing in it also the way he is standing, but I am not going to tell him. I smile hearing that sis said she can barely tell I am wearing a diaper. "You really can't tell I am wearing a diaper?" Wow what the heck I was peeing in the diaper the whole time. I didn't even realize I started to pee until I felt the pee all around my diaper. Oh, well no sense trying to stop peeing now no one can tell I am peeing in my diaper. I continue to pee, maybe I will fall in the pool, then I will be soaked, and no one will know I peed the diaper again. Yea that is the plan hehehe I giggle to myself. I will wait until I am done going potty. I bend my knees a little more and continue to pee in my diaper. "Did you giggle again little sister? I really like how mommy put pink ribbons in your pigtails, and made bows out of them. Makes you look more grown up." I lie again it really, makes Chrissie look more like a baby girl. (Miley says to herself.) I pull on one of my pigtails. "Really, I thought they made me look more girly, but you don't think the pigtails and pink bows in my hair make me look too girly? Or is it okay for me Miley?" I turn and have eye contact with Miley. "Oh, it is okay and perfect for you little sister." I smile thinking that she said that I do not look to girly or did she say it was okay for me wonder what that means. I heard her call me her little sister, but if she sees that when she is saying that bugs me, she will continue to tease me. I will just ignore her like it doesn't bug me, and hopefully she will get bored of calling me that. The side gate opens up, and I see three of Miley's new friends running over to the pool followed by some girl that looks like a model in her pink bikini. She has long hair just flowing as she walks closer to the pool. Her face is perfectly smooth like her arms and long legs with her tiny little waist and oh, no I am staring at her bikini bottom as she sees me staring at her. "Don't worry sweetheart you will be able to wear a bikini some day when you grow up to be a big girl. Then all the boys will be chasing you." Oh, no she is thinking I am staring at her because I want to wear a bikini like she has on. Wow she is smoking hot, I think one of my socks have more material then her whole bikini. Like that would be a good thing having guys chase me, hearing her comment. I know she is in high school, and out of my league. Oh shit, I am wearing a pink one-piece little girl's swimsuit and my hair is in pigtails. Oh no I hope she doesn't see me staring at her. "Oh, please Miley don't tell them I am your brother," I whisper to her. "If you're a good girl I will tell them you are my little cousin, but you will owe me, and you have to do everything I say LITTLE GIRL okay?" I turn and look into Miley's eyes; she knows she has me between a rock, and a hard place. I hear Miley black mailing me, but what choice do I have? I mean if she tells these girl's it will be all over my school that I was dressed up like a baby girl wearing diapers and a pink one-piece swimsuit. "Okay, okay I will do as you say please don't tell them who I really am." Miley is smiling from ear to ear when she hears my response. Miley knows she has me where she wants me or everyone will know I'm wearing girl's clothes, and a diaper. My life would be over if everyone found that out. I turn and notice that all the girls are wearing swimsuits. Four of the girl's look like they are the age of Miley and the older girl who looks like a model or movie star is much older than all of us. I bet she is in high school. "Yea hi Miley, remember you said we could come over today and go swimming?" says one of the girls to Miley. "This is my big sister Tracy and she was babysitting all of us and I told her what you said about coming over and us all going swimming." Miley turns and looks at Tracy the hot girl. "Yea that's great the more the merrier. I have to ask my mom though." I see Miley smiling at me. "Oh, I called and checked with your mommy sweetie, I love your swimsuit, is that your first bikini?" Miley smiles at Tracy talking to her. "Yea I called your mommy to see if it was still okay for all of us to come over and go swimming with you," Tracy says. Great so mommy knew that all these girls were coming over to go in the pool, and she still made me wear this little girl's swimsuit. That is so messed up mommy did that? I turn and see mommy closing the sliding glass door carrying a tray of drinks. "Oh, hi girls, I am Miley's mommy you can call me Ms. Amy, so glad friends of Miley's could come over and go swimming with us." Mommy turns and sees me giving her a dirty look. "I brought out some drinks, it is really hot outside, and everyone needs to drink lots of liquids," Mommy says to everyone and turns towards me smiling. Miley sees me, and mommy staring at each other. "Um mommy I was just going to introduce my little cousin Carrie to all my friends and let them know she is here visiting us," Miley says. "Oh, you are such the perfect hostess Miley, I hope your little baby cousin grows up to be like you." Mommy stares at me when she said 'little baby cousin'. "Okay girls play nice especially around the little one here, and you can stay as long as you want." All the girls smile at mommy. "Thank you, Ms. Amy that is really nice of you." All the girl's say as they get a drink and bring it back to the pool area. Mommy gives me that look again, I know that if I piss her off, she could make my life a living hell especially if she tells Miley's friends that I am really her older brother dressed up like a little baby girl and wearing a diaper. "Chrissie why don't you go hang out with the other girl's I know there a lot older than you, but I am sure they will let you play with them if you ask nicely." I look over and the group of little girls' all wearing little girl bikinis and I am wearing a pink one-piece girls' swimsuit like a baby. What am I thinking that I am upset that they get to wear bikinis and I have to wear a one-piece swimsuit? Who cares, oh my god I cannot be jealous of them please no. Please lord let me stop acting and thinking like a little girl? I mean stop me thinking like a little girl. I wonder if wearing a bikini is even cooler in this heat than this swimsuit, why did mommy say that they are a lot older than I am. I mean I am older than all of Miley's friends except for the girl that is hot, Tracy. I turn and smile while I stare at Tracy; she sure is wearing a pretty bikini. Oh no, I have to stop thinking and acting like a girl. I really need to get a grip. But that really is a cute bikini Tracy is wearing, I didn't notice her smiling at me staring at her. I play with my long hair nervously looking around at all the little girl's playing. I look just like them a little girl. THE END I hope you enjoyed my story 'Sisters'. I enjoyed writing this story. I really would appreciate your feedback. Please leave a comment here, and if you want send me an email. Leaving a comment really helps an author know that people reading her stories take the time to send you their thoughts. Also give me your thoughts on me adding the parts together with a completed version helps or not? Some of my longer stories will be much longer adding all the chapters together. I personally think it makes it an easier read. Thanks again and hugs, Princess Email: [email protected]