19 November 2010

Pretty Humiliating Part 2

By: littleone

Note: Contains a same sex encounter.

Back in the living room hands were touching Bobbi's smooth panty
covered bottom. He was so excited to have three pretty girls patting
his bottom that he had to concentrate on not having a preemie. Barely
hearing their teasing comments about how his panties matched the ones
on his Tinkerbelle tattoo and how precious that was.

"OH," he squeaked as someone started to lower his dainty panties.

"Did you guys know Bobbi picked out everything he's wearing, including
his tattoo?" Candy giggled.

Being scared of Candy and too much of a pussy, Bobbi made no denials.
"Bobbi, you have such dainty taste in clothes, how cute," Prissy
giggled.

"Not only is Bobbi a sissy guys but he's a weakling too! He couldn't
fight his way out of a wet paper bag, I pinned him last week in like
two seconds," Candy gleefully told her friends Rebecca and Prissy.

Both Rebecca and Prissy had been teasingly pulling the back of Bobbi's
panties down slowly in order to reveal his tattoo when Candy spoke. In
shock they both released the tiny waistband of Bobbi's panties, the
elastic snapping sharply against his bottom. Both girls looked at Candy
with questioning faces.

"No way," Prissy said.

"You have got to be kidding me. He's more than a year older than you
Candy," Rebecca exclaimed, not really believing Candy. "My God," she
thought, "It is obvious Bobbi is a total sissy. He's standing bent over
in just panties, an adorable babydoll nightie, wearing femmy high
heeled slippers but I don't think Candy could beat him up."

Remembering back to that party where she thought he was hot and made
out with him Prissy shook her head believing he really had been wearing
panties when he came prematurely in his pants. She had no idea Bobbi
was a 'reluctant sissy', she just figured he was the worlds biggest
fairy.

"Way," Candy said. "Just ask him if you don't believe me. There's no
way he could beat either of you guys at arm wrestling, believe me.
Prissy you're bigger than me, you would mop the floor with little
Tinkerbelle."

"Wow, is that true Bobbi? Did Candy really pin you? Are you sure he was
trying Candy?" a disbelieving Prissy said.

"Oh he was trying, believe me," Candy said seriously.

At a complete loss for words and mortified that Candy started this
particular conversation, Bobbi just stood there still bent over
blushing furiously. Only moments ago his little penis was hard enough
to pound nails even if it was only three plus inches long. Now it had
shriveled up and was not even an inch long.

"Ok lets go boy, I have to see if this is true," Prissy said eager to
take on a boy and beat him in a test of strength.

No way did Bobbi want to arm wrestle Prissy. It was a "lose - lose"
situation as far as he was concerned.

Prissy was already lying on the carpet on her stomach, she had her
right arm up ready to wrestle, "Come on Bobbi, what's your problem, get
down here. You're not scared of a girl are you?"

Bobbi saw Candy giving him a menacing look. Seeing no way out of this
challenge he said, "Fine," and lay down opposite Prissy. He was mad now
and was going to try his hardest to beat Prissy. "Oh it would feel so
good to slam her arm down and show these stupid girls he wasn't such a
wuss," he thought.

Lying flat on his stomach he could feel his smooth bottom wiggle in his
panties as he settled in. Locking hands with Prissy he quickly avoided
looking into her confident eyes. Instead he lowering them to an
incredible view of Prissy's gorgeous breasts barely concealed in her
pretty babydoll.

Candy and Rebecca gleefully anticipating a victory by Prissy for their
sex offered up encouragement by shouting out, "Show him who's the
weaker sex Priss," "Girl Power!" And the like.

Candy was on her knees holding both Bobbi's and Prissy's hands to allow
for a fair start. "Ready," she simply said.

Looking into Bobbi's eyes Prissy said, "Ready boy?"

Raising his head and eyes to meet Prissy's, Bobbi felt his Tinkerbelle
earrings tingle the side of his face. This simple act served to remind
him of his hairless body and how he was dressed. He tried to block out
all these feelings and concentrate on beating Prissy. Steeling himself,
he thought, "its payback time Prissy for embarrassing me so long ago."
Tightening his grip on her hand Bobbi could feel Prissy return it in
kind. Trying to sound tough he said, "Let's go."

Candy counted, "1, 2, 3 go!"

Instantly Bobbi knew he was in trouble and had that hollow feeling in
his stomach again. He dug his toes into the carpeting and threw all his
might into preventing Prissy from beating him. "Please God let me beat
her just this once," he was thinking to no avail. Prissy now had his
hand inches from the carpet. Bobbi could hear Candy and Rebecca
cheering wildly. Gritting his teeth, unable to look at Prissy's smiling
eyes. Bobbi lowered his head and pushed with all his might.

Prissy could see the crestfallen look on poor Bobbi's face as she
slammed his arm down seconds later. He looked like he was about to cry.
Still holding his hand firmly pinned to the ground, she leaned forward
and kissed Bobbi on his nose telling him, "Don't cry baby. I mean come
on Bobbi. Nobody thought you were a tough guy. So what if you're a
wimp. You're without a doubt the prettiest boy at school honey. That's
something none of the other boys can say."

Candy and Rebecca giggled and giggled at that with Prissy joining in.

"That took about what? Ten seconds. That's about how long little Bobbi
can last before he has a preemie," laughed Candy

"Don't I know it," Prissy chimed in.

"Hey! What about me? I want a shot at Mr. tough guy too," Rebecca
pouted.

Five minutes later Bobbi found himself standing facing away from the
girls slightly bent at the waist as ordered. He now knew for certain he
was the weakest person in this room. The fact that the other people in
the room all happened to be girls and two of them younger than him
burned him to the core. He thought of starting to lift weights or
working out. Something, anything to get stronger but he doubted
seriously if Candy would allow that. Besides he had been so nervous
lately that he wasn't eating much. He weighed himself the other day and
was saddened to see his weight had dropped to 112 pounds.

Pushing these thoughts aside, desperate to address a more urgent need
as he felt Prissy's and Rebecca's hands on his panties again he
mumbled, "Um, ah, Can, oh I mean Ms. Candy can I um, ask you, um,
something in private?"

Rebecca and Prissy on hearing that gave each other questioning looks.

"No you can't Tinkerbelle, whatever it is you can ask me right here in
front of Prissy and Rebecca. I don't have any secrets silly."

"Yeah but I do," Bobbi ruefully thought. Too embarrassed to ask his
question and hoping for a better opportunity he stuttered, "Um, ah,
never mind Ms. Candy."

"That's not acceptable sissy, you were going to ask me something. Now
what is it?

"Um, no it's ok, really Ms. Candy."

"Tinkerbelle, you're getting me angry. Now what is it?"

Not wanting to wet his panties, Bobbi did the only thing he could. "Um,
I, ah, but, excuse me please Ms. Candy, I, um, I really need to go
tinkles. Can you please help me?"

Rebecca and Prissy, back to teasingly pulling Bobbi's little panties
down so they could finally see his tattoo up close and personal burst
out laughing on hearing Bobbi's request.

Candy just loved hearing that from her prissy brother. The power she
had over Bobbi was intoxicating and she could tell her panties were wet
again with excitement. She didn't know it at the time but she would be
a dominant the rest of her life. Only boys willing to submit to her
would interest her. That her snit of a brother wasn't willing only made
it better for her. "Prissy could you please take Tinkerbelle to go
potty? He needs someone to lower his panties for him and to make sure
he sits down to tinkles like a good sissy," she said to further
humiliate him.

Prissy couldn't believe what a pussy Bobbi was. "Please can you help me
go tinkles, oh my God what a sissy!" she thought. Prissy loved beating
this boy at arm wrestling and now she was going to get to watch him
pee. The fact that at one time he could have been her boyfriend fueled
the flames even more. "This was turning into one exciting evening," she
thought while giggling. She grabbed Bobbi by the wrist and said,
"Let's go Bobbi, I'd love to help you go.....tinkles!"

As mortified as he was as Prissy lead him back to his bathroom, Bobbi
couldn't help but stare at her hot bottom in her cute panties. Her
bottom swaying to and fro as she bossily walked him like a toddler held
all his attention. Despite what his sister was doing to him he loved
girls and their finer assets. She was wearing yellow with white lace
accents nylon bikini panties similar to his. Even embarrassed nearly to
tears Bobbi could feel his little penis stir. So drunk he was with
lust surrounded by these pretty young girls his penis just had a mind
of its own. "Oh not now! Why do I always get erections at the worst
times?" he thought.

Entering the bathroom, still amazed there were no doors in his room,
Prissy lead him directly to the toilet. Releasing his wrist she bent to
lower his panties. It was at that moment that she noticed the little
tent in his panties. "Tinkerbelle sweetie, it looks like someone is
excited. You're not going to have a preemie are you?" she teased. Not
waiting for an answer, she slowly lowered Bobbi's little panties
gasping when his penis sprang free and she saw his Ms. tattoo. "Oh my
God Bobbi you're tiny!!! Its soooo little! What could you ever hope to
do with that tiny thing? Is that why you have that Ms. tattoo? Is that
what you call your thingy?"

Bobbi quickly sat down on the seat to hide his shame. He could feel his
little penis shrivel up under Prissy's line of questioning. He folded
his hands over his lap to further protect himself from prying eyes
unknowingly making himself look even more femmy. Prissy kept up her
teasing and Bobbi found it impossible to urinate under these
circumstances.

With her hands on her hips, staring down on Bobbi Prissy declared,
"Well, I'm waiting. I thought you had to go tinkles?"

"I, I, um can't with you in here. Can you please go in the other room
for a minute Prissy? Please?" he begged.

"Not a chance sissy. We can sit here all night but I'm not leaving
until you go tinkles baby."

Bobbi just sat there on the toilet seat with his head down looking at
his panties bunched up at his pink mules with the fuzzy pink balls just
below his stupid pink toenails. Try as he might, he could not release
his bladder.

Wondering what was taking so long, Rebecca and Candy headed off to
Bobbi's bathroom. Shortly thereafter Bobbi found himself surrounded by
three young females as he sat on the toilet still unable to urinate. He
felt so vulnerable sitting there with his panties at his ankles and not
a hair on his body except his little strip. He didn't think he'd ever
get used to being hairless. It made him feel so naked. After Candy and
Rebecca had teased him about his shy bladder the girls settled into
what they did best, talking. Like most teenaged girls, the talk quickly
turned to boys. Poor Bobbi just cringed as he sat there listening to
the girls talk about this boy or that boy and how big they imagined
their cocks to be. This talk was making him very uncomfortable
considering his diminutive size. Trying to blank the girls out of his
mind, he concentrated on the pink polka dots on his panties.

As he was counting the pink dots in his head, relief finally came and
he started to urinate. That is until the girls heard him and all
started to clap gleefully congratulating the little sissy for going
tinkles. Startled his flow stopped and the girls all mockingly worried
that they scared little Bobbi. Thank goodness he was able to start up
again, the need so urgent.

After wiping himself Prissy pulled his little panties back up but not
before Rebecca saw his Ms. tattoo. Candy helpfully explained the reason
for it causing even more laughter from Prissy and Rebecca. Hopeful he
wouldn't have to go through that again any time soon. He felt like a
toddler in addition to being a sissy. Bobbi was lead back into Candy's
room for more fun.

Soon after entering Candy's room, he was standing again at the foot of
Candy's bed, bent slightly at the waist. All three girls were lying on
Candy's bed on their stomachs. Prissy and Rebecca were closest to Bobbi
and were very slowly pulling down Bobbi's panties in back. Finally
getting an unhindered close up of his tattoo they both squealed upon
seeing it.

Both girls marveled at the beautiful and intricate artwork. They
marveled that a boy would ever agree to having this totally feminine
tattoo. Prissy was the first to speak, "Oh my God Bobbi it's adorable!
It's just the cutest fairy I've ever seen."

"Your panties match the fairy's. I've seen it all now! You have got to
be kidding me Bobbi, YOU PICKED THIS OUT?" Rebecca said in
astonishment.

"Candy! Your brother has got to be the biggest sissy ever! Is he for
real?" Prissy laughed.

Bobbi just stood there bent over blushing furiously. He wanted to storm
out of Candy's room and slam his door but he didn't have a door to slam
or the backbone to stand up to Candy or any of these girls for that
matter.

"Oh he's for real all right," giggled Candy. "A real sissy!"

After a couple of mortifying minutes bent over listening to Candy and
her laughing friends, Bobbi worked up the courage to ask if he could
pull up his underwear.

"You mean your panties?" laughed Prissy.

"Bobbi you shouldn't be so shy, you're adorable sweetie," added
Rebecca.

"Go ahead Tinkerbelle you can pull up your pretty panties, then why
don't you be a doll and go fetch us something to drink," Candy said.

Relieved to pull his panties up and cover his nudity, Bobbi did so
quickly. Meekly he got the girl's drink orders and headed for the
kitchen to do their bidding. While pouring their drinks Bobbi heard the
girls erupt into loud laughter. He cringed certain he was the source of
their laughter. Nervously he tried to tug the too short hem of his
nightie down before returning to Candy's room.

Handing out the drinks he heard Prissy say, "Bobbi honey, Candy tells
us you're going to start dating boys. Is that true?"

"WHAT!!! She's crazy! I like girls! There's no way I'd ever date a
boy!" Bobbi said frantically. There was a momentary silence in the room
at his outburst. Squinting his eyes tightly he thought, "Oh please
don't let Prissy and Rebecca think I'm gay. I'd never date a boy."

"Bobbi, Bobbi, are you calling me a lair? Do you want me to tell Mom
you've been a bad boy?" threatened Candy.

"I don't care. There's no way I'm ever going out with a boy!"

"I guess you want another spanking then because you just wait until Mom
gets home."

Prissy and Rebecca chuckled on hearing that. In their mind's eye they
could easily see his round pantied bottom draped over his mother's lap.

His recent stinging spanking still fresh in his memory Bobbi
desperately tried to appease Candy. "Please Ms. Candy; I'm not calling
you a liar. It's just that, um, I'm, uh, well, I, um, I'm not really
sure if I like boys is what I meant to say."

"Tinkerbelle sweetie we have gone over this before. Come here," Candy
said pointing to a spot directly before her.

Anxious to get on Candy's good side Bobbi did as ordered.

"Hands on your head cupcake," Candy ordered next.

No please no Bobbi thought as he slowly put his hands on his head.

Candy abruptly pulled Bobbi's panties down to his thighs causing him to
gasp. All three girls laughed on seeing his frightened penis and little
landing strip. Immediately his ears were filled with emasculating
comments from the girls. He gasped again in surprise when Prissy took
his penis in hand and started to play with it. He just stood there
stupidly and screwed his eyes shut.

"God this sissy is pathetic," Prissy was thinking as she quickly
manipulated his tiny penis to full erection.

"Careful," Candy warned laughingly.

"Don't I know," giggled Prissy. Terribly excited to have this sissy boy
under her control Prissy could feel her panties start to moisten. Once
she had his pathetic little penis fully erect, all three inches, she
tucked him back into his panties. Gently tracing her finger over his
little penis through his panties she addressed Bobbi, "Bobbi baby,
you're very cute sweetie but this little thing you have in your
adorable panties is just way too small to please a woman. Besides
sweet-..." but that was as far as she got before Bobbi started to spasm
and flood his panties with his sissy cream.

Embarrassed as he was Bobbi could not help erecting under Prissy's
touch. His eyes closed tightly he had tried his hardest not to cum. It
happened as was always the case. It was useless to try to control the
uncontrollable. He had loved Prissy touching his penis even under
these embarrassing circumstances, but his pleasure was short lived. Now
as he stood there eyes still closed, his panties soaked with his
preemie, he felt miserable.

All three girls laughed and giggled on seeing Bobbi spasm and spurt
into his panties. He looked so funny when he came making the silliest
face. "How long Becca?" asked Candy.

"Seventeen seconds," spurted out Rebecca still laughing.

Seeing the look on Bobbi's face, Prissy gently patted his pantied
bottom telling him, "See Bobbi sweetie, what girl could you possibly
hope to please with your tiny preemie twig? Oh baby don't look so sad,
you're still the prettiest boy I know."

Giggling Rebecca added, "Bobbi there's lots of gay guys that are going
to find you just adorable. With your precious tattoo and pretty panties
you will drive them wild."

"But I, I don't......"

"That's quite enough Tinkerbelle, your denials are just plain silly.
You were born to date boys and you know it. My God, just look at
yourself! Do you honestly think that any girls are going to be
interested in you? That's not even mentioning your two inch preemie
twig. No, no, pretty boy, its boys for you and the sooner you realize
that the better you'll be. As a matter of fact, I want you to go stand
in the corner over there. When you can think of three reasons why I'm
right then you can raise your hand and tell us all your reasons. Until
then get your nose in the corner sissy!" Candy barked.

His hands at his side Bobbi put his nose into the corner. He squirmed
in his wet panties as he thought of something he could say to get out
of this predicament. He knew in his mind that he had no chance of
pleasing any girl with his little penis. Still he angrily thought, its
three inches not two like Candy just said. It didn't help his cause
that he was a premature ejaculator either. Seventeen seconds! God that
was so embarrassing he blushed again.

Prissy and Rebecca could hardly take their eyes off of Bobbi's
obviously wet panties as he squirmed in the corner. Neither would ever
forget this night.

Giggling and gossiping in hushed tones Bobbi could not hear, the three
girls settled on Candy's bed and watched TV (and Bobbi) while waiting
for Bobbi to explain why Candy was right.

Nearly forty minutes later he finally raised his hand, although
sheepishly. "Have you thought of three reasons finally sissy?" Candy
smirked.

"Um, yes, I, um, well.........uh"

"Spit it out cupcake, were waiting," Candy ordered.

"Um well, I think your right because, um, you ah know, because my
um....thing is kind of small and because ah, well I don't, um because I
can't......you know, um last too long and um................because um,
I'll um, have a better chance of getting a date with um, a, you know,
boy than maybe a girl," Bobbi said while blushing ten shades of red.

"How right you are princess," chuckled Candy. "Serves the wimp right,"
Candy was thinking. Oh how she loved putting her snotty brother in his
place after all his years of trying to be Mr. Big shot. "Not so tough
now are you big brother standing there in your wet panties. Ha!"

Prissy and Rebecca like Candy had giggled and laughed at Bobbi's
"reasons". Both loved watching this sissy embarrass himself. High
school boys were always trying to act so tough and macho, it was a joy
to see one put in his place.

"It's getting late cupcake and you have a busy day tomorrow. You have
to do the grocery shopping in the morning. Mom left a list for you.
Then you need to do all your chores. After you finish all that, I have
a new essay for you to write that I know your going to love. It's to be
titled, "Why I Love to Date Boys", isn't that cute honey? Also, I want
you to think of two things you can do to make yourself more pretty for
boys. They had better be good or I will think of something myself,"
Candy said smugly.

Bobbi did not think it was cute at all. In addition he had no intention
of ever dating a boy. GROSS!!! He was far too "pretty" already as far
as he was concerned. The last thing he wanted to do was add two more
things to things he already didn't want to do. "Why oh why did I have
to pick that fight with Candy," he bitterly thought.

Candy soaked in the sight of her sissy brother from his pink mules to
his dainty heart anklet, up his smooth hairless legs to his obviously
stained panties. He was nervously clutching the hem of his too short
babydoll between his pink painted fingers. In his sleeveless nightie
his arms looked fragile. He had the most adorable worried expression on
his face as she asked Prissy if she wouldn't mind tucking Tinkerbelle
in for the night.

"No problem Candy. I'll make sure the little doll is safely tucked in,"
Prissy excitedly exclaimed. Grabbing Bobbi's hand she said, "Let's go
Tink's."

Sneaking glances whenever he could at Prissy's pantied bottom as she
lead him back to his room Bobbi couldn't help thinking he wished he
could "tap that ass" as he and his friends used to say. Feeling his
little penis stir again he realized what a futile thought that was
considering his recent performance. Besides he knew Prissy hardly
looked at him in that vain anymore (nor would she ever).

Prissy lead Bobbi to the foot of his bed and asked him to kneel down.
She just loved the reluctant and frightened look on his cute face. As
he attempted to stutter something she quickly put her index finger to
his mouth and shook her head no in that coquettish way only girls can.
Gently guiding him to his knees Prissy said, "Bobbi I think its time
you made up for embarrassing me freshman year, don't you think so
cupcake," she added mockingly.

"Embarrassing YOU!" Bobbi angrily thought. "Um, ah, yeah sure Prissy,"
is what he said.

"Good I'm glad you agree. I think it would be sweet Bobbi if you were
to kiss my panties honey to show me how sorry you are for having a
preemie when we went out on that date. And I do mean every square inch
of them cupcake."

"You're kidding me? Fuck, that's hardly a punishment," he thought and
he could only think of one other thing he'd rather do. But that was
completely out of the question. Feeling his own panties moisten with
his pre-cum he said, "Yes Prissy" in a breathless voice.

Forgetting all about ways to make himself prettier for boys, Bobbi
leaned forward and tentatively kissed Prissy's yellow panties at the
tiny waistband. This was the closest he had ever been to a girl's pussy
not counting Candy's. Considering she was his sister hers didn't count
in his mind. He could easily see her tiny little landing strip thru
the diaphanous panties causing his penis to twitch madly in his own
panties. Thankfully Prissy was not menstruating and the sights and
smells drove Bobbi mad with lust. Prissy's skin was perfect and she had
a totally hot body. Lots of boys at Bobbi's school were trying to get
"Into Prissy's Panties" and although he knew he had no chance of
getting into there, kissing them had to be the next best thing!

Bobbi's head buried in her crotch, lavishing kisses all over the gusset
of her panties, Prissy was very excited. She could tell her panties
were soaked and she knew she was nearing orgasm as Bobbi paid
particular attention to her pussy. He was getting bolder with each kiss
and some of his kisses turned into licks. Careful not to let Bobbi know
how much he was pleasing her and mindful to keep him in his place, she
stared to tease him.

Reaching down to play with his Tinkerbelle earrings she said, "Bobbi
your Tinkerbelle earrings are just precious, so cute! I think it's just
adorable a boy would wear something so, so fairyish! What do the other
boys think of them and your new look cupcake? I couldn't help but
notice you weren't wearing a pad today Bobbi, is your period over?"

Emasculating as her teasing was Bobbi's little penis still twitched
madly in his panties as he ran his tongue over Prissy's wet pantied
pussy. He was so excited he was worried he'd have another preemie any
second. He did not know if he was pleasing Prissy or not but he knew
one thing, his face was wet with her juices. Seconds later he felt her
stiffen and could hear her breathing become labored. He was too
inexperienced to know she had just had an orgasm. Feeling her pull away
from him and turn around he heard her say, "Aren't you going to kiss
the back of my panties too sweetie?"

Not bothering to answer her he simply started kissing her bottom thru
her panties, eager to resume this wondrous chore.

After several minutes of Bobbi kissing her pantied bottom Prissy
decided to up the ante. Abruptly pulling the back of her panties down,
she ordered Bobbi to keep kissing. Feeling his tentative kisses on her
backside she barked, "Get your tongue up my bottom now sissy if you
know what's good for you! OOOOh that feels so good
Tinkerbelle.........."

Saturday morning Bobbi found himself at the mirror of his bathroom
putting the finishing touches on "his" makeup. He was getting much
better doing something he could have never imagined doing, putting on
makeup. His face looked so different, he hated it. He especially hated
to look of his wet shiny pink lips. He used to spend five minutes if
that getting ready for the day. Now it took him forty-five minutes just
to shave, another twenty minutes for his makeup and God knows how long
deciding what humiliating outfit to wear. Today's outfit was horrible!
It was a white tube top romper, sometimes called a playsuit Candy had
told him when he purchased it. It was cotton and tied at the waist in a
big bow. On the left leg it said "Spare Me" in pink writing. Underneath
he had on his white Tinkerbelle panties with a messy pad securely
attached inside. Candy had given it to him earlier that morning with
his instructions for the day. Other than his white pumps and jewelry
that was his whole outfit. "God how did girls wear these clothes," he
wondered. Finished liberally spraying 'Loves Baby Soft' all over his
body and grabbing his purse he headed out to the living room so Candy
could inspect him before he went reluctantly to do the grocery shopping
for the week.

Bobbi felt like a complete fag in these hated clothes. Last night was a
distant memory now. He didn't like having to 'French kiss' Prissy's
bottom but he loved kissing her everywhere else. Somehow he had managed
not to have another preemie while tending to Prissy. When she
eventually tucked him in for the night his hard little penis was
obvious to all. She had kissed him on the nose and giggling told him,
"Nightie night stud." Five minutes later he heard wild laughter coming
from Candy's room. Still excited from kissing Prissy's panties he had
rubbed his hard little penis, quickly flooding his panties for the
second time that night, he blissfully feel asleep seconds later.

Even though he had been wearing girl's clothes for a week now, he would
never get use to it. He particularly would never get used to wearing a
wet pad between his legs. He knew the one he had on now didn't come
from Candy. That only made him worry who's pad it was. I sure hope I
don't run into whoever wore it. "Oh what a thing to worry about," he
fretted. The pad, his pad he corrected himself, was very wet and messy
and with his white panties and white romper he had the added worry of
leaks. Yes, last nights 'fun' was a distant memory as he stepped into
the living room.

"Oh what a cute romper! You look adorable Bobbi," Rebecca gushed.

"Aren't you the sexy little thing," whistled Prissy.

All three girls' traded amused looks giggling like only girls can. It
only made poor Bobbi feel even more self conscious, if that were
possible.

"You're such a cutie Bobbi, you really should have 'come out' long ago
honey. Now cupcake, me, Rebecca and Prissy are going out also. I won't
be home until later so I'm counting on you to behave. Make sure you
start your chores as soon as you get home and don't forget you have to
write your essay today. You can tell me what ideas you came up with to
look prettier later tonight. Now shoo sissy!"

Oh how he hated his little sister bossing him around, especially in
front of Prissy and Rebecca. He wanted to tell her to "fuck off" but
instead heard himself say, "Yes Ms. Candy."

Sitting in his Mom's second car, the one he was allowed to drive, a
blue Honda, he took his shopping list out of his purse to look it over.
It was the standard fare except for a few feminine items like
deodorant. He didn't see what difference it made what he had to buy
anyway considering how he was dressed. Out of Candy's eye he had hoped
to leave his purse in the car when he went shopping, but with no
pockets he had nowhere to put his stupid pink wallet so he was stuck
carrying his purse. "God I've got to figure a way out of this," he
thought. "How did I let this happen............" Not familiar with
driving in high heels and terrified to go shopping in the clothes he
was wearing; Bobbi started the car and headed for Dominick's.

Pulling into the driveway Bobbi breathed a huge sigh of relief. Every
new place he went as a sissy was a new humiliation and today at the
grocery store was no exception. He was finding out quickly that he
wasn't fond of going out alone as a sissy. He used to love cruising
around town, now it terrified him. When he was with Candy or his Mom he
at least identified with someone. Alone he felt so naked, figuratively
and literally in this awful outfit. Bobbi had never even heard of a
tube top romper let alone think he would ever wear such a thing. No
body beat him up or said anything directly to him except for the
cashier, but he would have to be blind and deaf to have not heard the
giggles and seen the shocked expressions. He moved about as fast as he
could trying his best to ignore the stares. Unfortunately it was
Saturday and the store was crowded, when he got to the checkout lines.
He shuddered to see how backed up they were. He felt so much safer
moving around, stuck in line he felt like he was on display. Unloading
the car, he could feel the eyes of the few neighbors who were out and
about doing yard work and such. Just as Candy had suggested, he was
getting lots of attention now.

Several hours later, after Bobbi had completed his chores, Candy
arrived back home. Bobbi used to spend his Saturdays hanging out with
friends or playing video games. Now he spent half the day shopping and
doing chores. It really irked him to have to make Candy's bed and clean
her bathroom, let alone hand wash her underwear.

The next door neighbors were having a barbecue, the same ones where the
little girl lived who watched him hang out dainties to dry last week.
Again no one said anything directly to him but it wasn't necessary as
far as he was concerned. He could easily hear the giggles and laughing
as he pinned up bras, panties, hosiery and slips to dry on the clothes
line. Pulling up his stupid tube top for the thousandth time today
Bobbi was startled when Candy walked through the door laden with
shopping bags.

"What's up tough guy, love your playsuit," Candy teased.

"Oh hi Ms. Candy," Bobbi squeaked.

"Wait until you see what I got you Bobbi! I'm so excited. I know you
will just love it! By the way tough guy, how come you're still wearing
your romper? You did change into your maids dress to do your chores
didn't you?"

Oh no! Shit, he never even thought of changing into that stupid dress.
Oh how he wanted to stand up to Candy, especially after the
humiliations he had already suffered today. In a millisecond several
events flashed through his mind. "Candy pinning him," "his Mom
spanking him," "losing to Prissy and Rebecca badly at arm wrestling,"
and "having a preemie in front of all three girls."

"Um, oh I, I'm already done with my chores Ms. Candy."

"That's not what I asked sissy," She said sternly.

"Um, Ms Candy, come on please. I just didn't think of it, honest. I
swear this is still so new to me and I want to be good, honest, I just
forgot," Bobbi lied.

"Just what I thought you still don't get it do you? Well tough guy,
wait until Mom gets home, you're gonna get it then boy. It's quite
obvious we need to step up your sissy studies. What ideas did you come
up with to make yourself prettier for the boys?"

"Oh no," Bobbi fretted. "I do not want another spanking, no way!"

Somehow he had to placate Candy. He had mulled over ideas all day
while cleaning. "I, ah, um, thought maybe I could, um, get a prettier
haircut and maybe get a belly piercing like you talked about."

"How sweet Bobbi, I love your ideas! I bet we can get both done
tomorrow. Mom called and said she would be home early tomorrow morning.
I'll call her later and see what she says. But don't worry I am sure it
won't be a problem with her. Why don't you go change into your pretty
little maids dress and then come back here. If you're a good sissy the
rest of the night maybe I won't tell Mommy about you not wearing your
dress to do your chores," Candy said thoroughly enjoying manipulating
her sissy brother.

"Um, ok, sure Ms. Candy."

Fifteen minutes later Bobbi was tentatively accepting the Disney
shopping bag Candy was handing to him.

"Go ahead open it," Candy smiled.

Opening the bag Bobbi pulled out a little Tinker Bell purse.

"Isn't it just the cutest thing Bobbi?"

Dumbfounded, Bobbi said, "Oh it's um, its really cute Ms Candy. Um, ah
thank you." He knew that didn't sound very convincing but shit, this
looked like a little girl's purse. He would die if he ever had to
actually carry it in public.

"You're welcome cupcake. I thought of you as soon as I saw it and knew
you would love it. The house looks pretty good Bobbi, I'm impressed
actually. It looks like housework suits you, how perfect. I love having
a clean bedroom! This is going to be great having a dainty little maid
to keep the house clean. I know Mom loves not having to do housework
anymore and so do I. Now I thought it would help if you wrote your
little essay tonight while wearing your darling little dress, so why
don't you sashay into your room buttercup and get started. I'll order
us a pizza for dinner," Candy replied happily.

"Yes Ms. Candy," Bobbi submissively answered. Not really having a clue
what he would write he headed for his room to do as ordered. Putting
his ridiculous new purse on his dresser he sat down at his computer and
tried to think of what he could write. "Oh this sucks.....this has to
be the gayest thing ever, but if I don't write it, Candy's going to
make big trouble for me and I just don't want another spanking. That
hurt so much and was so humiliating to be spanked at my age. So what if
I write it, doesn't mean its true...........," Bobbi thought.


Why I Love to Date Boys
By Bobbi Sullivan

I know I'm a boy and I'm supposed to date girls but I have to tell you
I've always secretly wanted to date boys. I think boys are really
dreamy and I just can't wait to kiss a boy for the first time. I'm so
nervous and excited all at once. I hope it happens soon. I just love
to look as pretty as I can for boys in the hopes that one finds me cute
enough to date. I will be so happy when he takes me in his strong arms
for my first kiss. Hopefully I can find a hunky boy that thinks I'm
pretty so we can go steady. I'm just dying to have a boyfriend! Boys,
boys, boys that's all I ever think of............

Bobbi squirmed in his seat as he wrote this dribble. He could feel his
little panties slide around when he shifted in his seat. The hem of his
petticoat tickled his smooth thighs and his shiny pink fingernails
still shocked him as they danced across the keyboard. His totally
hairless body and the clothes he was forced to wear were subconsciously
causing Bobbi to act and think submissively.

............I'm just totally boy crazy, yummy! My sister and Mommy
always thought I should date boys and I have to agree with them. I'm
not real big in the um, boy department anyway..........

As Bobbi struggled to finish this sentence he heard the doorbell ring.
Next he heard Candy yelling from the living room for him to answer it.
Walking into the living room he was dismayed to see Candy sitting
comfortably watching TV not ten feet from the front door.

"That should be the pizza, here is a twenty, give him a three dollar
tip sissy," Candy said royally.

He had already been out in public as a sissy many times now, it didn't
matter. Blushing ten shades of red Bobbi shyly opened the door for the
delivery man.

Immediately on seeing Bobbi, the delivery man, a 21 year old college
student making some side money, burst into laughter. He could easily
tell this fairy was totally embarrassed as he said, "Thank you Miss,"
when Bobbi gave him his tip. "Shit wait until I tell my buddies about
this," the delivery boy thought as he walked back to his car making
note of where this house was.

While sitting down eating Candy was observing Bobbi not happy with what
she was seeing. He looked like a sissy but he still wasn't acting like
the fairy she wanted him to be. She decided it was time to change that.
"Bobbi when we are done eating I think we are going to have to spend
some time on your sissy deportment. You're still trying to act like a
boy and we both know that you're a sissy, not a boy, isn't that right
cupcake?"

Just the two of them alone, Bobbi knew Candy could and would kick his
ass if he didn't submit. Feeling every bit the sissy he looked like he
stammered out , "Yes MM, Ms Candy."

Many hours later Bobbi lay back in his bed exhausted. Candy had drilled
him for hours on sitting, walking, talking and acting like a proper
sissy. Once she had bent his fingers back on his right hand and another
time she had twisted his arm behind his back. Both times he had begged
for mercy with tears in his eyes and promising to do better. She had
threatened him in all manners to get the results she wanted. He
couldn't take the pain Candy was more than willing to inflict on him.
He certainly did not want to end up as 'The School Blow Job Queen' as
she had threatened. Whether he liked it or not, Bobbi knew he was going
to be the best sissy he could be starting tomorrow morning. Feeling his
wet pad against his hairless little balls Bobbi drifted off to sleep.

Sunday morning found Bobbi gently knocking on Candy's bedroom door. He
was back in his maids dress and was holding a serving tray with Candy's
breakfast on it. Imagine having to serve your little sister breakfast
in bed while wearing a French maids dress. It was thoroughly
emasculating for a seventeen year old boy.

"Come in cupcake," Candy happily sang from her bed.

Entering her room, Bobbi dipped out a curtsey the best he could while
holding the serving tray. "Good morning Ms. Candy, I have your
breakfast just the way you ordered it. I do hope it is just perfect. I
really enjoyed making it for you 'sis'."

"What a sweet thing to say Bobbi. Thanks for the breakfast honey, while
I enjoy this why don't you go change into that cute outfit I picked out
for you last night then come back here and I'll give you your pad."

"Yes Ms. Candy," simpered Bobbi. He was already struggling with his new
'sissy attitude' this morning. He was mad he had to put on the stupid
maids dress just to serve Candy breakfast. It took a lot of work to get
into his maids outfit and have everything look just so. To go through
all that just to serve breakfast seemed ridiculous to him.

Twenty minutes later Bobbi meekly stepped back into Candy's room. Candy
couldn't help but giggle. He looked ridiculous! He had on white
cotton/spandex stirrup pants matched with a sheer blouse. The blouse
was white and buttoned up the back, it had big billowing sleeves with
lace cuffs and high lace collar. She had accessorized the blouse with a
huge pink silk bow tied at his neck. His training bra was clearly
visible through the sheer blouse and he had obvious VPL. 'Visible Panty
Lines' she smiled to herself. On his feet were his two inch pink
stiletto pumps. "Don't you look adorable Bobbi, I just love that I can
see your bra and panties so easily! Oh cupcake, you are a perfect
fairy!"

Knowing he must be on his most perfect sissy behavior Bobbi squeaked
out, "Oh thank you Ms. Candy! Do you really think I'm pretty? Should I
do a little twirl for you?" God I just thanked someone for calling me a
fairy Bobbi realized.

"Oh Bobbi yes I do! You're a beautiful little fairy. Why don't you put
your fingers on your head like a little ballerina and show me how you
twirl like a little fairy."

Feeling exactly like a fairy Bobbi twirled for Candy. She giggled when
she noticed, with his hands on his head and on his tippy toes his
stirrup pants stretched tightly. She could make out the little hearts
on his panties. Laughing Candy said, "Ok Tinkerbelle that's enough.
Before we go get your pad I have one more present to give you." With
that she produced a brand new Tinker Bell watch........ "Ta Da!"


Was there no end to the Tinker Bell merchandise Bobbi ruefully thought
as he accepted the watch? "Oh thank you Ms. Candy it's so cute, can I
wear it now?"

"Of course you can Tinkerbelle. I expect you to wear it everyday silly.
Now let's go get your pad. I've got more good news cupcake. Mom's going
to be home soon and she's taking you for your belly piercing and she
also was able to get you an appointment at her hair dressers. Aren't
you just the luckiest girl?"

Bobbi was fidgeting nervously as he sat in the back seat of his Mom's
car as the two of them drove to the tattoo parlor where he had his
tattoo's done. He had his Tinker Bell purse in his lap and was looking
at his Tinker Bell watch on his wrist when his Mom interrupted his
thoughts.

"Bobbi honey I'm so proud of you and happy that you're finally 'coming
out'. Candy showed me your cute essay on why you love to date boys.
Although I found some of it shocking none of it was hard to believe.
Did she tell you she already has a date lined up for you this Friday?
I'm just so excited for you sweetie," Caroline said excitedly.

Startled by this news and forgetting all that had transpired the last
week Bobbi spoke without thinking, "No fucking way! I'm not going on
any date with a boy!" Immediately on saying the words Bobbi fearfully
regretted it.

Shocked at her son's vulgarity, Caroline angrily exclaimed, "You just
earned yourself a trip over my knees mister! How dare you talk to me
like that! You are going to get a thorough mouth washing when we get
back home! I NEVER.............." she fumed.

The rest of the ride was silent, Bobbi fearfully realizing he went way
too far. After his Mom parked the car Bobbi meekly exited. Seeing his
Mom marching towards him with a determined look on her face Bobbi had
no time to react as she grabbed him by the ear and led him towards the
back of their SUV. Lowering the tailgate Bobbi suddenly understood her
intentions.

"No Mommy please!!! I'm really sorry, please! You can't spank me here
in public," Bobbi wailed.

"I can't, can I! We will just see about that you naughty sissy!"

Sitting on the tailgate Caroline turned Bobbi towards her and roughly
lowered his stirrup pants and panties.

Ignoring the two teenaged girls who had stopped to see what was going
on Bobbi wailed again, "Please Mommy I'm sorry, I promise I'll be
good."

Ignoring her pleading son Caroline pulled him over her lap and
proceeded in spanking his naughty bottom. SMACK, SMACK, SMACKKKK! "How
dare you use such naughty language with me young man." SMACK, CRACK,
WHACKK!!! "Naughty, naughty, naughty sissy!" SMACCCCCKKKK!!! Bobbi was
openly crying now and he kicked his legs wildly as he begged for
forgiveness. None was given. Caroline paddled his fanny and upper
thighs until they were glowing brightly. Threatening him with another
spanking if he wasn't on his best behavior the rest of the day Caroline
finished with a vicious spank on his quivering bottom to each word she
spoke, "AM I MAKING MYSELF CLEAR LITTLE BOY?"

Still laying over his Mother's lap, knowing those two girls and others
had witnessed his public spanking, Bobbi blubbered, "Ye, ye, yesss
Mommy."

Standing him back up Caroline ordered her son to pull up his panties
and pants as she returned her hairbrush to her purse.

"Oh my God, what a pansy! Look at his fairy tattoo," one of the
watching girls said. Both were laughing uncontrollably.

Tears streaming down his beet red face, Bobbi hurriedly pulled up his
panties and stirrup pants. Quickly his Mom grabbed him by the wrist and
started pulling him towards the tattoo parlor. His Tinker Bell purse in
his free hand, he tried to wipe away his tears the best he could as he
heard one the girls that watched his spanking say, "Love your purse."

All too quickly they were at the door and inside the tattoo parlor.
Bobbi's fanny still stung dreadfully and tears still streamed down his
face running his mascara, he looked a mess.

Fielding Candy's call the day before Chrissy was looking forward to
seeing her sissy brother again when she saw him walk in with his
Mother. Gasping at the way he was dressed and looked with his mascara
running from his streaming tears she giggled, "Hello Bobbi, I love your
outfit sweetie but why all the tears? Are you scared about your
piercing babydoll?"

Not giving him a chance to say anything Caroline said, "Hi, you must be
Chrissy. I'm Caroline Sullivan, Bobbi's Mother. I'm afraid Bobbi's
tears have nothing to do with being afraid to get a belly piercing. He
just got his little fanny soundly paddled because of a potty mouth."

"Shame, shame Bobbi, you were such a polite little thing last time you
were here, what happened sweetie?"

"He was having a little tantrum about his new boyfriend but we have
that all cleared up don't we cupcake?" Caroline asked Bobbi taking his
chin in her hand as she finished the sentence.

"Oh yes Mommy," said Bobbi blushing beet red. He kept his eyes down to
avoid the two male tattoo artists laughing looks.

"Do you have a washroom Bobbi could use Chrissy to repair his makeup
before we get started," Caroline said next.

"Sure Ms. Sullivan," Chrissy said pointing Bobbi in the right
direction.

Everyone in the tattoo parlor watched Bobbi mince off to the washroom
to repair his makeup. Chrissy couldn't help giggling as she watched
Bobbi, she could easily see his bra and panties. His hands never went
below his waist and he held them palms turned out, his little Tinker
Bell purse held delicately in his right hand. He took little mincing
steps in his high heels giving his bottom an adorable little wiggle.
Wow, what a swish this kid was!!!

Ten minutes later Bobbi was lying on the table telling Chrissy why
(after some encouragement from his Mother) he wanted a belly piercing.
"I have a date Friday and I want to be as pretty as I can be. I'm, um,
ah, desperate to have a, um....a boy, boyfriend," he blushed.

Sitting in the back seat once again, finally heading back home after a
thoroughly humiliating day, Bobbi sat clutching his purse tightly. His
knees pressed tightly together like a proper sissy with his hands on
his lap he felt his bottom lip quivering as he struggled not to cry.

The beauty shop had been a nightmare. He had gotten a manicure in
addition to a new hair style and now sported bright pink nails with
little white hearts on each nail. The manicurist had painted his nails
pink, then applied little heart decals on them and finished that with
two coats of clear top coat. His hair was bleached blonde and had been
highlighted a pale pink and cut into a pixie style. His bangs tickled
his thin femininely plucked eyebrows causing him constant irritation.
The stylist had cut his hair around his ears (so his adorable earrings
could still be seen) leaving a cute little wedge of hair that curled
against his cheek on each side. The curled tips also dyed a pale pink.
The back was short and tapered to a V.

Bobbi knew he looked like a complete fairy now, from his hair down to
his watch, purse and tattoo screamed fairy. How would he ever face the
world now? For the moment he was thankful to have left that beauty
shop. It was not the kind of place boys ventured. In fact he was the
only male in the crowded place. Due to the little talk he had with his
Mother on the way there he had to go on and on when the stylist
finished. Thanking her profusely while looking in the mirror and
excitedly exclaiming how pretty he was. He was mortifyingly embarrassed
through out the whole ordeal and bitterly realized he was the day's
amusement for every woman in that place.

Arriving back at home Candy had teased him unmercifully. "Oh my God
Bobbi that haircut is so you! What a fairy." On seeing his piercing she
exclaimed, "Oh that's so sexy....I might have to get one. I'm certain
your boyfriend will love it cupcake."

Bobbi had a little rod through his inny belly button. A ball secured
the rod on top and a delicate chain hung from the other end with a
pretty bright pink rose on the end of the chain, all in gold. The pink
rose rested against his flat tummy dancing around whenever he moved.
Lots of girls had belly piercings but he didn't know any boys who had
one. As soon as Bobbi finished showing Candy his belly piercing
Caroline grabbed her startled son by the ear and marched him to the
hall bathroom.

"What's going on Mom," a very curious Candy asked.

"Seems our little Tinkerbelle has a potty mouth and I intend to wash
all the naughty words out of his mouth," Caroline said while pulling
Bobbi by his ear to the sink.

"Ow, ow my ear that hurts Mommy," squealed Bobbi.

Ignoring Bobbi, Caroline asked Candy to get her a new bar of soap. She
was only too happy to comply. Grabbing a wash cloth Caroline soaked it
with warm water then squirted a generous amount of hand soap on it.
With one hand still holding Bobbi by the ear she used the other to
stuff the wash cloth into his mouth and work it all around. Bobbi tried
to beg for mercy but with a soapy wash cloth in his mouth all that came
out was incomprehensible sputtering. Finished washing his mouth out she
next ran the bar of soap under the water until she worked a good
lather. Sitting Bobbi down on the toilet she put the bar of soap in his
mouth and said, "If I EVER hear you use that kind of language again
little boy you can expect more of the same and worse! Now you sit there
like the naughty little boy you are until I tell you to get up. And
don't you DARE take that soap out of your mouth."

Bobbi sat miserably for a full hour on the toilet seat with that awful
bar of soap in his mouth. He had a stomach ache from all the soap he'd
ingested and his bottom still hurt from the spanking he got earlier. Of
all the humiliations he had suffered that public spanking had to be the
worse, never had he been so embarrassed. He was certain he would never
swear in front of his Mother ever again. Later that night a gleeful
Candy filled Bobbi in on his date.

"He's a real hunk Bobbi you're very lucky, me and Rebecca found him on-
line. He's seen pictures of you and thinks you're adorable. I talked to
him on the phone and assured him you're a bottom. You see he's a top
and has no interest in being a bottom, not that you could ever be a top
sweetie. He likes to be very dominant in his relationships but don't
worry cupcake, I told him you are a true submissive." Seeing Bobbi
raise his hand Candy said, "What is it sissy?"

"Um, what does ah, top and bottom mean Ms. Candy?"

"Well my little fairy, a top does the fucking and the bottom gets
fucked sweetie, didn't you know that?"

Blushing Bobbi stuttered, "I, I, um, I, ah............."

"Now don't worry cupcake, he's very experienced, I'm sure he will teach
you everything you need to know."

Dreading Friday Bobbi suffered through another ultra humiliating week
at school. Candy made sure he had his new watch on everyday and he was
never allowed to go any where without his Tinker Bell purse, not even
from one room to the next at home. It was his constant companion. Even
at home he was not spared from the embarrassment as the sight of him
mincing about with his Tinker Bell purse in tow never failed to elicit
giggles from his Mom and sister. The kids at school teased him
unmercifully about his new look and the sissy way he carried himself.
The first day he passed by his old buddies in the hall was terrible as
they simply burst into laughter on seeing him. His perma-blush lighting
up his cheeks was back in place as he quickly minced to his next class.

Brittany (the girl who sat behind him in math class) was by far the
worst. She teased him relentlessly. On Monday she picked up right away
that he sat down gingerly and teased him about getting another
spanking. She just loved his new purse and watch, forever referring to
him as Tinkerbelle. She would constantly run her finger over his bra
straps or panty lines whenever the teacher wasn't looking telling him
he was just the cutest fairy she ever knew. Bobbi would just blush and
blush. Thursday she was in rare form and Bobbi got really annoyed.
"Brittany cut it out! You're making it impossible for me to concentrate
and I'm going to fail if you don't stop bothering me!"

"You little fairy! How dare you talk to me like that! The first time I
catch you off school grounds I'm going to kick your sissy
ass.......Tinkerbelle," Brittany hissed into his ear.

After class Bobbi swallowed what little male pride he had left and
tried to apologize to Brittany. She would have none of it and told him
to save it for when she kicked his ass. Great he sulked, now I've got
to worry about Brittany. Having no doubt she could kick his ass he did
all he could to avoid her after school. He went out of his way walking
home two streets over from the way he used to walk. As scared as he was
of running into Brittany it paled in comparison to his worries about
his upcoming date. Even the mention of their family reunion next month,
mentioned at dinner Wednesday night, didn't draw his fears away from
his date. Though in the back of his mind, he couldn't fathom seeing all
his cousins and Aunts and Uncles like he was now. But foremost in
Bobbi's mind was his date......oh what if wants to kiss me......oh, I
don't want to kiss a boy he worried over and over.

Thursday night Bobbi woke up around 2:30am confused from a dream he was
having. He could only vaguely remember parts of the dream but he
remembered wearing boy's cotton underwear and jeans. As reality
streamed back into his consciousness, he felt his little nylon panties
on his hairless body and knew there was no quick and easy way back to
that boy he dreamed of. In the present his thoughts rushed back to his
date and the little sister to sissy talk he had with Candy. She had
told him the boy's name, Miles. He was openly gay and as she told him
earlier, dominant. He lived in Crystal Lake, about 20 miles west of
their home and went to the local community college. Bobbi cringed when
Candy told him he was 19 years old, six foot four and weighed 230
pounds. She warned him that a boy like that would expect some hot
kissing at the very least. She also told Bobbi that the thought of two
boys kissing got her really hot. Like that mattered to him and he cared
what got her hot he thought bitterly at the time.

Thankful to have dodged a threatening Brittany after school Bobbi
headed to his bathroom to get ready for his date at Candy's urging.
Candy told him to shave his whole body again but this time to shape his
landing strip into a cute heart shape. When Bobbi questioned why she
simply told him because I told Miles you had such a cute strip. After
drying off Bobbi went through his daily ritual again. First he blew dry
his hair, then he put on his Secret Fabulously Floral underarm
deodorant. Then he sprayed Loves Baby Soft all over and followed that
with his Princess perfume, applied on the neck, wrists and behind his
knees. Lastly he used his lavender powder puff to powder his inner
thighs and fanny.

An hour after he entered his bathroom Bobbi walked back into his room
and moaned when he saw what Candy had laid out for him to wear. It
consisted of his pink two inch sandals, white nylon bikini panties, the
ones with the little pink hearts, A pair of white thigh high nylons
with pink satin bows attached to the front welts, the same white nylon
shorts he wore on his coming out. Some awful top that he had never seen
before that said 'I Love Boys' across the chest only the word love was
a pink heart. It was short and looked like it would barely cover his
training bra. Instantly he knew his belly piercing would be on full
display. Other than his jewelry, his heart anklet and necklace and of
course his Tinkerbell watch that was his complete outfit. The only
thing he was thankful for was that Candy didn't make him wear a pad.
His date was taking him to the carnival in town...."Oh my God!!!!!!!!
How can I wear this around thousands of people all while dating a boy,"
Bobbi mused? His knees shaking, he began to dress.

Nervous as a bride on her wedding night Bobbi sat primly in the living
room waiting for his date. Candy had helped him with his makeup and
achieved what she called the perfect look. His face looked so soft and
feminine, especially his shiny pink lips. Candy had used an ultra wet
look lipstick from Revlon. Whenever he rubbed his lips together he
could feel how creamy they felt. Hearing the doorbell ring Bobbi's
heart started to race.

Candy let Miles in and Bobbi gasped when he saw him. He had short hair
and was a decent looking person, not mean looking but his sheer size
was intimidating. He was wearing jeans, gym shoes and a white button
down shirt un-tucked. Feeling this boy undress him with his eyes Bobbi
shyly and blushing lowered his eyes to his heels. After introductions
all the way around his Mom told them, "You boys have fun," and they
were off.

As they walked out to Miles's van he took Bobbi's hand and led him to
the passenger door opening it for him as if he were a girl! Once in the
van Miles told Bobbi, "Wow! You are one hot little fairy, boy! I can't
believe how you dress, your belly piercing is hot," Miles said
whistling. "The Tinker Bell purse is a bit much but you are really a
sexy little thing Bobbi. We are going to have fun tonight cupcake, I
can't wait to show you off!"

Not knowing what else to say Bobbi said, "Um, ah, thanks Miles."

The last thing in the world Bobbi wanted was to be shown off,
regardless he soon found himself walking among throngs of people at Fox
River Groves labor day festival and carnival. Miles had grabbed his
hand again as he led him around the festival working his way to the
food stands. Alone dressed as he was Bobbi would have drawn lots of
attention, holding Miles's hand he blushed hotly at the amount they
were drawing. Miles seemed oblivious to the giggles and whispered
comments, of course he wasn't dressed like a sex starved teenaged girl
either Bobbi thought. Not wanting to have to use a port-a-potty Bobbi
declined the offer of something to drink or eat.

After going on a couple of rides Miles led Bobbi over to the Eddie
Money concert where they found a bench to sit on. Eventually Miles
pulled Bobbi close to him and wrapped his arm around his waist. Bobbi
was way too scared of Miles and of making a scene to resist his
advances.

Miles had kept a keen eye on Bobbi all night. Several times he got
good looks at Bobbi's little panties though his shorts as he moved
about. He was as excited as he'd ever been over another boy and
couldn't wait any longer to taste him. Leaning over the possession he
held tightly Miles kissed Bobbi passionately. He loved the frightened
little sissies weak struggles and cute whimpers as he forced his tongue
into Bobbi's mouth, they only served to excite him further. Several
minutes later Miles let Bobbi up for some air. "Come with me you hot
thing, I've got to visit the bathrooms."

Waiting out side the lines for the port-a- potties Bobbi nervously
clutched his purse and tried to ignore the stares and giggles. Miles
quickly returned grabbing him around the waist and led him over to a
quiet corner in the park. Leaning against a tree Miles pulled Bobbi
close to his body and resumed kissing him, quickly sticking his tongue
back in the little sissies mouth dominantly.

Bobbi felt completely helpless as Miles possessively kissed him. He
would be mortified to kiss a boy anywhere but here in such a public
place it was killing him. Bobbi gasped as he felt Miles place both his
hands on his bottom and pull him even closer. Placing his hands on
Miles's chest Bobbi tried to push off a little bit but he might as well
have tried pushing a wall. Miles held Bobbi closely by his ass grinding
against him. Endlessly Miles passionately kissed him. Though it
repulsed him immensely, Bobbi felt his little penis stiffen with
excitement in his panties. Poor Bobbi hadn't kissed anyone in years,
dressed as he was with Miles's hands all over his slippery bottom
kissing him passionately. He couldn't help getting very excited in his
panties even though he wanted to kiss girls, not boys. As Miles held
him tightly by the bottom, his leg in between his crotch Bobbi panicked
as he felt his little penis rub up and down against Miles's leg through
his slippery panties and shorts. NO! NOT HERE, NOT NOW!!! Bobbi freaked
out desperately trying to pull away from Miles. His struggling only
served to excite Miles further and he pulled Bobbi even closer.

He squeezed his purse as tight as he could and mumbled into Miles
mouth...... "pleath, pleath".........but he could not stop the tidal
rush. After not cumming since last week, Bobbi moaned and spasmed
involuntarily, flooding his panties with spurt after spurt of his sissy
cream. "Oh my God," Bobbi thought helplessly, "I just had an orgasm in
my panties from kissing a boy in front of thousands of people." He knew
his face could not have been redder. Miles went right on kissing him as
if he had no idea what just happened. Bobbi just wanted to disappear.

As embarrassed as he had ever been Bobbi desperately tried to keep his
little purse in front of his crotch in order to hide his wet panties
and shorts as Miles led him around the festival. There were hot chicks
everywhere, it was killing Bobbi to be dressed as he was and with
another boy. He worried if you could tell his panties were wet from the
back but could do nothing about it. What comments he could hear from
behind him did little to ease his worries. His panties were just soaked
making him very uncomfortable, ironically the thought came to him that
if he was wearing a pad it wouldn't be so bad. Of all the days for
Candy to let him go out without one...........

Although he was miserable in his wet panties, Bobbi was relieved when
Miles finally led him back to his van. When he noticed Miles heading in
a different direction than his home Bobbi worriedly asked where they
were going.

"Don't think I don't know you got off cupcake, it's my turn now baby."

Blushing yet again Bobbi squirmed in his wet panties wondering what
that meant. He didn't have long to wait, 20 minutes later they pulled
into a forest preserve and Miles parked the van in a secluded spot.

"Hop in back cupcake," ordered Miles.

Too afraid to disobey Bobbi did as ordered. Miles followed after him
sitting on the bench seat in the back of the van. "Take your pretty
little shorts and top off sweetie."

"I, I, I, um............"

"DO IT NOW! You got off, don't think I and everybody else at the
festival didn't notice your wet panties and shorts. You can bet your
ass I'm going to get off now cupcake. As a matter of fact when we are
alone I want you to call me Master or sir," grabbing Bobbi's chin he
forced him to look directly into his eyes and hissed, "Got it cupcake?"

Terrified Bobbi stammered, "Y, ye, yes, Ma, Master sir."

"Good, I'm glad we have that all cleared up. Now get those cute little
shorts and top off like I ordered."

Shaking Bobbi meekly stripped off his shorts and top.

"Oh I love your little panties Bobbi, adorable! You are one sweet
sissy. Now get on your knees and get my pants and underwear off."

For the first time ever in his life, with shaking hands Bobbi
unbuttoned and unzipped someone else's pants. He shrieked like a school
girl when he lowered Miles's boxers and his huge penis sprang free
fully erect.

Laughing Miles ordered him up on his lap facing him. "Now rub your
pretty little panties all over my cock while we make out sweetie."

Bobbi was terrified as he felt Miles's huge penis settle in the crack
of his bottom as they kissed. Only the diaphanous material of his
little panties protected his virginity.

Eventually Miles pushed Bobbi down to his knees before him. "Ok
cupcake, give my cock a sweet little kiss, then get it in your pretty
little mouth and start sucking bitch."

Too much of a coward to disobey and seeing Miles expected an answer,
Bobbi squeaked out, "Ye, Yes Master." Seconds later Bobbi's brain
screamed out at him. "You have a boys cock in your mouth, YOU'RE A COCK
SUCKER!!!"

Playing with Bobbi's Tinker Bell earrings as he fucked his mouth Miles
said, "Aren't these just the cutest earrings? You're really into the
fairy thing cupcake but don't worry I love it! Suck harder baby and
make louder slurping noises...........That's it cupcake good girl. Now
when I cum you had better swallow every drop or I'll make you walk home
from here in your little panties and training bra."

Gagging on the huge cock stuffed into his mouth Bobbi did the only
thing he could when Miles came. He swallowed for all he was worth.
Feeling Miles's hot cum splash into his throat Bobbi knew he was now a
gay cock sucker whether he wanted to be or not.

"Don't you dare take my cock out of your mouth cupcake. Just leave it
there until I get hard again."

Soft, Miles's cock was bigger than Bobbi's hard. Bobbi had no pubic
hair or any body hair for that matter. Currently his nose was nestled
in Miles's hairy bush while he submissively held his cock in his mouth
waiting for it to get hard again.

When he erected again Miles pulled his cock from Bobbi's mouth with a
loud pop! "Alright cupcake, take my big cock in your hand and stroke
it, since you like cum so much in your pretty panties I'm going to give
you a treat. When I'm ready to cum I'll tell you and you can hold your
little panties open and I'll give you your treat."

Bobbi wrapped his little hand around Miles's big cock and did as
ordered. He couldn't help but notice his pink nails with the little
white hearts on them as he stroked Miles's cock. Five minutes later
Miles ordered him to pull his panties open. Miles came in buckets
splashing his hot cum all over Bobbi's tiny penis soaking the front of
his panties and eventually pooling in the gusset. For the second time
tonight Bobbi's panties were soaking wet.

"Clean up time," Miles giggled. "I want you to lick my balls and cock
clean pretty little boy, start with my balls. NOW!"

Startled when Miles said "Now" so loudly, Bobbi quickly started this
humiliating task. Gross! I can't believe I'm actually licking a boys
balls, this is disgusting!

Once he had finished that task Miles ordered him to gently blow on his
cock and balls to dry them. Kneeling in his wet panties Bobbi felt like
the biggest pansy in the world blowing on Miles's cock and balls. Was
there no end to his humiliations? As if reading his mind Miles next
asked him if he had a comb in his pretty purse?

"Ah, um yes Master."

"Get it out, then you can comb my pubic hair to finish your little
clean up duties. Won't that be fun cupcake?"

"Yes Master," Bobbi cautiously replied wondering why every body had to
call him cupcake, oh how he hated that nickname. Taking out his pink
comb he humiliatingly combed another boy's pubic hair. Finally done
cleaning Miles up Bobbi was ordered to put his underwear and pants back
on him.

Climbing back into the drivers seat Miles laughingly told Bobbi to put
his pretty outfit back on so he could take him home................

1 comment:

  1. I'm definitely getting great ideas, to handle unruly men, and my unmanly boyfriend? Or is it girl? " hee, hee" Kathleen W.

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