The White Sissy Slave Society A Walk into Sissyhood
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But it was June, who laid in her bed and reflected on the evening events
she just experienced with her two children.
She thought Ali actually had fun helping her make dinner. And she started
to see him in a new light, more girlish and less rough.
And Bree was also helpful in suggesting that Ali leave on her apron as it
looked so nice and would help protect his clothes while eating. Ali, of
course, was very cooperative and left on his apron.
June was surprised by the way Ali followed Bree's requests without
hesitation.
And June liked that all three "girls," really had fun at dinner. They
gossip, chatted, laughed, and teased each other. And Ali looked like one
of the girls, with hair curls, painted nails, feminine clothes, and
wearing panties. Maybe, just maybe, Alan/Ali, is better off being a Girl!
And June appreciated that after dinner, Bree suggested a chick flick and
that they all change into something more comfortable.
June offered to give Ali one of her old housecoats, but Bree quickly cut
off that idea.
June recalled what Bree said.
"Mom, Ali is not ready to wear anything of yours. He is not even a teen
when it comes to (girl) clothes. I will find Ali something comfortable
to wear for the movie. Ali, let's go."
June remembers watching as Ali followed his little sister up the stairs
and into her bedroom.
When June came back wearing her housecoat, she sat in the middle of the
couch, thinking a child would sit on each side of her.
June was shocked to see Bree leading Ali by the hand into the room. Ali
followed Bree like a submissive, little thing.
Bree had worn a nice long robe, while Ali had on an old pink, fluffy,
short night shirt.
The night shirt was a pale pink, sleeveless, with pink fluffy fake fur on
the bottom hem.
It was simply old school, very tweenie, feminine, and trashy, all at
once.
Since it was short, you could see the bottom of Ali's tween panties when
she walked.
"Mother, please move to one side. Ali will sit next to me on the end."
June could not believe what she was seeing or hearing. Bree was in total
control of her brother and (me)?
And Ali looked like she was in some type of fog.
June wondered what, if anything, had occurred in Bree's bedroom.
During the movie, June recalled watching Ali struggled, while sitting on
the couch, trying to keep her night shirt pulled down to cover her
panties. Every time she moved, or put her feet upon the coffee table,
everyone could see her cute, little tween panties.
While Ali struggled, Bree seemed to smile and take great pleasure in
Ali's dilemma.
Maybe putting Bree in charge of feminizing Ali was not the best idea
after all as June drifted off to sleep.
In the morning, Ali woke up lying in a sea of silk and satin.
Oh, this feels nice, he thought.
But what's going on with me? Am I starting to like being more girlish?
Do I want to be a girl?
I'm so confused. And I'm not sure Bree is helpful. But I do enjoy my
time with her.
And I would definitely love to see Sara again.
But why is Bree, and even my mom, are pushing me to be more girly! I
don't understand.
I did like last night, I admit.
What is my dad going to say when he returns?
Does he want his son to be a tween girl?
Two daughters, in the house, that is!
Just then, my mom comes into my bedroom.
"Good morning Ali. How did you sleep in your baby doll?"
"Well, did you like it?"
Just as she pulls back the covers, my little erection was poking at the
front of my tween panties!
"Well, I would say you 'loved' sleeping in your baby doll."
I quickly ran into the bathroom.
And just like Bree, my mother suggested I sit down!
I just can't escape the constant feminine suggestions.
When I came out of the bathroom, my mother was gone, but on my bed were a
clean pair of tween panties, a really cute, red tween jumper, girl's
white sox, and a pair of black, Mary Jane dress shoes.
Wow, I guess I'm expected to wear this outfit today when Sara visits.
Bree did said Sara wanted me to be more girlish, for some reason.
As I started to dress, I wondered who laid out my clothes. My mother or
Bree.
Anyway, I slipped the panties up my legs. Again, they fit and felt
perfect.
It's as if I truly belong in my sister's tween panties.
Next, I stepped into the red jumper. It was a pinch too short in the
body, and my little guy was squashed somewhat, but I better not say
anything.
Finally, the cute, white girl sox and the Mary Jane shoes, which also fit
my feet perfectly. Gee, does Bree and I have the same foot size?
Here I was dressed, like a 12 year old girl, going downstairs to have
breakfast with my mother and sister No one made me do this, but I was
expected, I guess.
Entering the kitchen, I was a little hesitant and nervous, being dress as
a tween girl, but both my mother and Bree eagerly welcome little me.
"Oh, hi Ali. How did you sleep?" asked Bree.
"Fine."
"Oh good, because we have a big day ahead."
"What do you kids have planned for today?"
"Well, Sara is coming over in the morning, and Ali and I will do some fun
things with her. And then in the afternoon, I haven't decided yet as I
control the afternoons."
"It seems like you are controlling the whole day Bree."
"Ali, please bring my yogurt and juice from the refrigerator, and then
heat up a bagel for me."
"Sure, no problem," responded Ali.
June could not believe the control Bree had over her older brother.
June wondered what was going between them.
June had asked Bree to help push "petticoat discipline" on Alan, but now
it appears Bree wants Alan wants to be her little tween sister and not
just wear girly clothes.
"Ali, after breakfast and when mom goes to work, I will brush and comb
your hair. Would you like that?"
"Yes."
"Good. Why don't you go upstairs to my room now and wait for me."
Ali immediately left the kitchen table.
June was stunned. She didn't say anything, but soon left for work.
When Bree came into her bedroom, Ali was sitting on the floor in the same
spot as yesterday, with hairbrush in hand.
Bree smiled to herself and approached Ali.
"Oh, I like that you are so patient waiting for me. Would you like me to
brush your hair like I did yesterday?"
"Yes."
"Ok , little sister."
With that, Bree sat down on the floor behind Ali, and again wrapped her
legs tightly around Ali.
She then pressed her young breasts into Ali's back as she whispered in
his ear.
"Now sister, when Sara comes today, I expect you to act a certain way. I
want you to be quiet, just listen, and do exactly as you are told. And
it would also help if you would act much more girly in your mannerisms.
Sara expects you to be girly and you have let her down so far. Actually,
I'm very disappointed in you. Do you understand?"
"Yes."
With Bree legs wrapped tightly around Ali, and Ali feeling Bree's
breasts, Ali was in another dream like state. He could feel Bree's breath
on his neck as she whispered into his ear and continued to brush his
hair.
Bree then rested her hands in Ali's lap. She could feel his little
erection.
"What! You don't you have an erection? I can't feel anything. Just how
small are you?"
Bree could feel Ali's checks burn with embarrassment.
"Maybe you should have been born a girl. You are not much of a boy, let
alone a man."
The truth was that Ali's penis was small for a boy his age. When erect,
it measured about 2.5 inches, and when soft, about an inch or less.
"You aren't really a boy are you. Just a little, tween tart."
"And, you want to be a girl, a little tween girl, don't you Ali."
"Now little sister, as I said, make sure you behave today, or you will be
punished. There are other uses for a hairbrush, understand?"
"Ali, now stand up, I want to show you how a real girl walks. Keep your
elbows at your hips and arms out. Hands pointed up. Head up, chest out,
and take smaller steps with one foot in front of the other. And for gosh
sakes, rotate your hips and wiggle your little ass. Now, try it."
Bree had Ali practice walking for an over an hour.
Ali's gait was now becoming quite feminine.
However, she still needed a lot of work on her overall girly mannerisms.
Oh, well, everything in time.
"Ali, I think I want you in different outfit when Sara visits us.
"Let's go to my closet and see what we can find."
Bree rumbled through her closet and started to find cute things to wear.
She found a very sexy, almost transparent, red bralette, and a cute
black, swishy, short skirt with red and yellow flowers.
She pulled out a pair of 4" chunk, red sandal heels.
Wow. What an outfit, I thought. Hot to say the least.
I guess I was going to look great and girly for Sara.
Bree finally pulled out one more item.
Her old, one piece, swimming suite!
What??
"Here, strip down and put this on Ali."
Bree hands Ali the swimsuit!
"And yes, you can dress right here with me, we are sisters now."
With that, Bree takes off her top and removes her training bra.
Wow, Wow! Bree is naked right before me, and her young breasts looked
bigger than yesterday!"
She first puts on the red, sexy bralette, and then steps into the black,
short, swishy dress.
Bree is hotter than heck!
I can't believe she's my sister.
I can see Bree's young nipples through the bralette! And the sexy skirt
was mid-thigh, displaying Bree's sexy legs. Yes hot, very hot!
"Now, Ali, let's get dress. Take off your jumper. You will also need to
take off your panties with the swimsuit.
"You want me to strip down right here and take off all of my clothes
right here."
"Ali, you don't get it. We are sisters now. I think you will look very
nice (a fem tween) for Sara."
"So, put on your swimsuit now, and don't you ever, ever, question me
again. Understand."
The swimsuit turned out to be something Bree wore when she was about 10!
It fit very tight in my crotch with my little guy pushing the front out,
about an inch.
I could barely get the straps over my shoulders.
The end result was that my chest was flat, reflective of a young tween.
The only "good" was the tight suit cut deep into my butt creating two
cute, and sexy, exposed cheeks.
I look like a young tween tart with my long hairless legs and simple, yet
very tight swimsuit.
With my hair curls, no makeup, and a pair of flip flops, I was a cute,
yet naive, tween tart.
Sara rang our doorbell.
Bree had me retrieve both Sara and her big, makeup kit.
Up in Bree's bedroom, the girls decided to do full makeovers on each
other.
I was directed to sit still and just watch.
Sara made Bree look like she was 16, with long, fake eyelashes, multiple
foundation layers, blush applications, and different color shades.
Wow. Bree looked stunning. Maybe better than Sara!
Sara had worn a very short skirt and a cute, soft jacket. In Bree's
bedroom, Sara finally removed her little zipper jackets.
OMG!
Sara is wearing a transparent, white tight top.
Her erect nipples are pushing against the tight fabric.
What's going on, I thought to myself.
Is Sara trying to seduce me, or Bree?
When everyone finally had a new shade of lip gloss applied, Bree
announced a new kissing game.
"Spin the bottle kissing" where if the bottle ends up pointing towards
you, you choose who to kiss.
After a few rounds, the kissing selection routine was established; when I
won, I only wanted to kiss Bree, and not Sara. Things had changed. And
when Sara won, she only wanted to kiss Bree, not me. Things had changed.
Sara won three consecutive times. All ending with her wanting to kiss
Bree.
On the third kiss, Bree reached out and gently touched the bottom of
Sara's chin as she brought Sara's face closer to hers. Sara's closed her
eyes as Bree moved in again to kiss Sara's lip gloss lips.
As their lips met, Bree reached out and touched Sara's leg with her other
hand. Bree then started to move her hand up Sara's leg, gently squeezing
Sara's thigh flesh, and moving higher.
Bree's hand was now completely under Sara's skirt.
As Bree's fingers made contact with Sara's panties, Bree inserted her
tongue deep into Sara's mouth.
Sara moaned as Bree's fingers went under Sara's panties to find her
wetness.
My little guy could not believe what I was seeing.
It was hot enough to see the two girls kissing, but now, Bree was
touching Sara's pussy!
My little guy strained against the tight swimsuit I wore.
I squirmed around in my tight swimsuit.
As Bree continued to deeply kiss Sara, Bree's fingers were now fully
inside of Sara's wet, little cunt.
Bree played with Sara's wet cunt lips occasionally inserting fingers into
the virgin hole.
Sara was now moaning and giving herself completely to Sara.
I looked again, Bree still had one hand holding Sara's chin, two fingers
now in Sara's pussy, and her hot tongue down in Sara's throat.
It was only a matter of time before Sara started to experience
uncontrollable, pelvic, movements within her young body. Her first real
climax.
After about a minute, Sara's organism finally subsided.
Bree broke the kiss and brought her fingers up to Sara's mouth.
Sara obediently licked her juices from Bree's fingers.
Sara had wanted Bree to seduce her.
Bree did.
It was over.
Sara belongs to Bree now!
Bree looked over at Ali.
Ali had climaxed during the girl's love session.
The front of the swimsuit was wet, with sperm leaking out the bottom
sides of the suit.
Disgusting to say the least.
"I will deal with you in a minute."
Bree walked Sara to the door and kissed her goodbye.
"I will call you again, when I want you, Ok."
"Yes, please call me, again."
Coming back into Bree's bedroom, Bree told Ali to bring the hairbrush!
"Just look at you."
The front of the swimsuit was soiled in sperm.
Yes, disgusting.
"Bring me a towel and lay it in my lap."
"Now, Ali lay down on my lap."
"You embarrassed me in front of Sara. I told you to just sit and watch.
I guess I can't trust you. You will learn to obey me, however."
With that, came the first blow.
Right on an exposed butt cheek!
"OUCH!"
Another blow, and another.
Ali was shocked that she was being spanked, and by her little sister.
Bree was so upset with Ali and took out her revenge.
Ali was now crying.
"Oh, stop it, you pathetic little thing."
"Are you ever going to disobey me again?"
"No, no, Bree, I promised," Ali said with the tears pouring out.
After the severe spanking, Bree held Ali in her arms.
"Now, now, is my little baby sister hurting? Mommy will take good care
of you. Just snuggle in here. You are safe with me."
Holding Ali's head in Bree's lap, Bree lowers her top and exposes one of
her young tempting breasts.
"Here you go little one. This is what you want isn't it."
Without even opening his eyes, Ali took Bree's nipple into her mouth.
Ali gently mouths her breast before sucking on the nipple tip.
One can hear Ali moaning softly.
Ali's submission was complete. Bree was truly Ali's mistress now!
Now, all you little tween tart lover readers, what should Bree's next
objective(s) be for her summer?
Well? C'um on.
A - "Hmmm. I wonder what Mother tastes like!"
B - "Hmmm. I wonder what Daddy looks like in mommies panties!"
C - "Hmmm. When should I take Ali's cherry?"
D - "Other(s) themes
Well?
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