Pretty Humiliating Part 4

By: littleone

Note: Contains same sex encounters.

Bobbi blushed hotly as his sissy cream dripped from his thighs and
pooled on his seat. He was absolutely mortified at having cum again in
such a public place, aware that the three girls at the next table kept
starring at him along with half the other people in the restaurant he
desperately wished he could disappear. Unfortunately that didn't happen
and Bobbi miserably wondered how he was going to get out of this
embarrassment, "If only I was wearing some panties or better yet,
panties and a pad," he thought and then cringed at wishing he was
wearing panties and a pad. Fidgeting in his seat, feeling the sticky
mess around his thighs and little penis, Bobbi was broken from his
panicked thoughts when he heard his Mom say, "Bobbi, what's the matter
with you? Stop that fidgeting and eat your happy meal."

"He's probably dreaming about his date with Miles this Friday, he's
worried about picking out something really sexy to wear for his
boyfriend," Candy giggled.

"With the way he was kissing Miles the other night and with his little
accident I'm not surprised at all," Caroline replied.

"He's sooo in love, aren't you Tinker Belle?" Candy asked Bobbi looking
directly at him, loving his red face and embarrassed squirming.

Bobbi knew the girls at the next table where listening to this unwanted
conversation, their giggles made that painfully obvious. "I, um, I
ah,"
Bobbi stuttered while stealing a glance at the table of giggling girls
to see if they were still watching him. The hot brunette in the mini-
skirt made eye contact with him at that moment and playfully pushed her
tongue against her cheek several times in the derogatory sign for a
blow job. The table of girls erupted into laughter and Bobbi quickly
looked away, his face burning with shame.

"Don't worry cupcake, I'm sure Candy will help you pick something sexy
to wear for your date with that hunky boy," Caroline said, then added
in a lower tone to Candy, "Too bad he's gay, he is a hunk."

This conversation was doing nothing to make Bobbi feel better, trying
to deflect the attention from himself he concentrated on eating his
happy meal while wondering how he could clean up the mess between his
legs without drawing more attention. His silky smooth legs pressed
tightly together to hide his panty less shame, Bobbi embarrassingly
nibbled on his French fries making sure his mannerisms were dainty and
ladylike. It was killing him to act like such a priss, especially in
front of these girls, but the alternative wasn't worth it in his mind.
He didn't need another lecture on proper sissy behavior or worse, a
public spanking.

Eventually Caroline announced, "Ok girls, lets get going."

Bobbi was more than happy to finally escape this humiliation but still
hadn't figured out what to do about the sticky mess between his thighs.
He tried stalling so he could walk out last but his Mom kept waiting
for him to get up. Eventually losing her patience, Caroline grabbed
Bobbi's hand to escort him out of the restaurant. "Come along little
one, I've got things to do tonight."

Bobbi squeaked when his Mom pulled him up by his hand to escort him out
to the car like a toddler. Oh shit! He wasn't prepared for this and he
knew his thighs were soaked with his cream....but he was already being
lead to the door.

Candy followed behind her Mother and sissy brother enjoying the way his
skirt swayed as he minced. She easily heard the still shocked girls at
the table next to theirs giggling madly. Everybody heard one of the
girls exclaim, "What a fairy!!!" Just as her Mom and Bobbi got to the
door she noticed Bobbi's thighs were glistening with....... "Oh my God
Mom! I think Bobbi's had another preemie, Look at his thighs!!!" Candy
said way too loudly.

Bobbi cringed and turned even redder when he heard that.
Please...NO....this can't be happening.

Caroline, just ready to push the door open stopped in her tracks. She
released Bobbi's hand and spun him around to face her.

As soon as his Mom released his hand Bobbi instinctively clasped his
hands together in front of him holding his purse to try and hide his
shame.

"Hands to your side young man," Caroline angrily ordered.

His bottom lip quivering, Bobbi did as ordered.

"YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME! DISGUSTING! You are not getting into my
car like that missy, go to the washroom and clean yourself up and then
wipe down the seat you were sitting in while your at it. Disgusting,
you were going to leave that seat like that. Have you no shame mister,
my God you have the control of a toddler, really it's embarrassing. How
could you do this is public? Disgusting! You can count on a spanking
as
soon as we get home, now scoot," Caroline ordered with a sharp slap to
his bottom.

Candy was enjoying the show immensely, what a wimp. Oh how she loved
seeing this male put in his place. Bobbi's lower lip was quivering as
their Mom lectured him and she could see he was fighting back tears.
Boo hoo, what a crybaby she thought. Could he be anymore of a pussy she
laughed to herself.

"Yes Mommy," Bobbi whimpered knowing everyone in McDonald's must have
heard everything. With tears streaming down his face he made his way to
the washroom, his eyes on his white pumps. There was no ignoring the
laughter, giggles and embarrassing comments. Once in the relative
safety of the washroom (Thank God it was unoccupied) Bobbi quickly
cleaned himself up. Wiping his sticky cum clean from his thighs and
privates he was reminded of the fact he was hairless and panty less.
Try as he might he could not turn off the water works, so embarrassed
he was. His mascara was running and he looked a mess but he was
desperate to get out of McDonald's. Giving up trying to stop crying he
wadded up some wet paper towels in order to clean off the chair he was
sitting at and steeled himself for the humiliation to follow.

Sniffling from crying, on weak knees he exited the washroom and quickly
headed to clean his seat. Immediately he noticed two things, his Mom
and sister were in the car and the table of giggling girls watched his
every move. He quickly averted their laughing eyes but could hardly
ignore their taunting comments.

"Gee cupcake, maybe you should be in diapers." "You have got to be the
biggest sissy I've ever seen, WHAT A PANSY!!!" "Tinker Belle, aren't
you wearing panties, your seat looks awful wet?" There was loud
laughter after that comment, from more than just the girls.

Two teenaged boys couldn't believe what they were seeing. One said to
his friend, "Dude, did that fairy actually cum while sitting eating his
happy meal?" "What the fuck man, I've seen it all, he's got to be the
biggest sissy ever, what a fucking pussy!"

Bobbi made sure to bend from the knees as he cleaned his seat, ever
fearful of exposing his fairy tattoo. Quickly he finished and swished
to the door to exit this nightmare. On his way out the door he heard
one of the girls saying, "Ta Ta fruitcake, enjoy your spanking from
Mommy.........sissy!!!

There was lots of other humiliating comments from the patrons. A middle
aged couple dinning there were disgusted and shocked. "Pervert!" the
wife said.

Meek as a lamb, Bobbi slid into the back seat of his Mom's car dreading
his upcoming spanking and the lecture sure to follow on the way home.
He was not disappointed....

"What is your problem young man?" Caroline demanded. "You are out of
control, or lacking any to be more blunt."

"What a pansy," Candy snidely added.

"I, I, I, I'm sorry Mommy," Bobbi sniveled.

"SORRY!!! You're going to be, I can assure you of that sissy boy. You
are getting a good paddling the second we get home mister. I can't
believe you, having an orgasm like that in McDonald's.........How could
you? I have a good mind to put you into diapers and plastic panties."

Mortified at hearing that Bobbi stuttered, "No Mommy pleeeeease, it was
an accident I swear, it won't happen again I promise."

"Will just see about that little boy. For your sake I hope it doesn't
because I am dead serious, I won't hesitate to put you back into
diapers and plastic panties if you can't get control over your juvenile
emissions," a disgusted Caroline said.

"What about a chastity device Mom," Candy helpfully added.

"I hadn't thought of that, something I will have to consider though,"
Caroline giggled. "Something's got to be done though, I won't tolerate
such embarrassing behavior, that's for sure.

His legs pressed tightly together and his hands folded primly on his
lap, Bobbi sobbed the rest of the way home. He was numb with
embarrassment and humiliation and couldn't fathom wearing diapers and
plastic pants. She can't be serious he fretted, almost forgetting about
his upcoming spanking.

Pulling into the driveway Caroline ordered Bobbi, "March young man,
straight to the kitchen ."

"Mommy.....please don't spank me, I'm, it, it was an accident, I swear.
Please...it won't happen again and..." Before he could finish his
pitiful pleading he was interrupted by his Mom.

"I don't want to hear it Bobbi, I have never been so embarrassed in all
my life. I cannot believe you. Candy go and get my paddle please."

"Sure Mom," Candy cheerfully replied as she skipped off.

Caroline grabbed Bobbi by his wrist and walked him to a chair, sitting
on it while still holding onto Bobbi's wrist she proceeded to pull him
over her lap but found Bobbi resisting. "Mom please I'm seventeen,
please don't......

Yanking on Bobbi's wrist even harder she managed to pull him across her
lap, flip his skirts up and slap his naked fanny soundly right on his
fairy tattoo silencing his begging. "YOU ARE TO ADDRESS ME AS MOMMY
LITTLE BOY! And secondly you are going to pay for trying to resist me,
I'm you're Mommy little boy and if I think you need a spanking YOU ARE
GOING OVER MY LAP WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT!!!

Bobbi hated the position he currently found himself in. Face down over
his Mom's lap balancing precariously, his high heels not touching the
floor he had just his finger tips to keep balance. It was mortifyingly
humiliating to be in this position at the age of seventeen, he couldn't
think of anyone he knew getting a spanking at his age. Staring ahead
he
saw Candy return with the instrument of his punishment. He hated the
gleeful look on her face and quickly lowered his eyes only to sob out
loud as he heard the doorbell ring.

"Candy, answer that please. I'm in no mood to put this spanking off any
longer."
SMMMMACK, CRACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK!!! "Naughty, naughty, sissy."
WHAAAAP, SMACK, WHAP!!! Caroline wielded Bobbi's paddle with the pent
up frustration of having a sissy son and the embarrassment he caused
her at McDonald's.

Bobbi had no idea who was at the door but it made him extra nervous
with embarrassment. He heard feminine giggling though and knew his
fairy tattoo was on full display. He tried to put up his best front and
show he was tough, especially knowing one or more of Candy's stupid
friends was watching him get spanked but his bottom was already tender
from his mini-skirt training and his Mom was really spanking him hard.
Without thinking about it he suddenly found himself wailing, "Oww, oww,
OWWWY, please it hurts Mommy."

Caroline continued the searing spanking while scolding her sissy son,
"How dare you have one of your juvenile preemies in McDonald's of all
places. It's quite obvious to me you find your pretty new clothes too
exciting for your infantile penis. If you can't get some control mister
I won't hesitate to put you back into cloth diapers and cute plastic
panties. AM I MAKING MYSELF CLEAR," Caroline demanded with a vicious
slap to Bobbi's quivering bottom.

"Ye, ye, yessss Mommy," Bobbi sputtered in between sobs.

Behind Bobbi, Candy, Rebecca and Prissy had huge smiles on their faces
and were giggling madly. Bobbi was kicking his high heeled feet wildly
and bawling like a baby as his Mom paddled his bottom and upper thighs.
He was using his fingertips to balance himself on his Mom's lap, not
an
easy task considering his wracking sobs and wind milling legs. A
hysterical sight for all three girls that also caused their panties to
dampen.
When they heard Caroline threaten to put Bobbi into diapers and plastic
panties all three burst out laughing.

"What a...what a preemie princess," giggled Prissy causing Candy and
Rebecca to guffaw, "preemie princess".

"Oh how perfect, I definitely have to remember that one," Candy said.

WHAP, SMAAAACK, WHAP, WHAP, WHAP, CRAAAACK!!! Continued Bobbi's painful
spanking. Tears poured down his face and his nose was running. He was
so wracked with sobs he had the hiccups. The pain too much for him to
bear he threw his hands back to protect his bottom.

Caroline was incensed when he did that. She grabbed both his skinny
wrists with one hand and started to spank the palms of his hands
causing Bobbi to wail loudly. Releasing his wrists after several
stinging spanks he quickly moved his hands away from his bottom.
"Naughty, naughty sissy! Bad boy," each word was delivered with a
stinging spank to his red cheeks.

"WHAP, SMACK, WHAP! CRAAAACK, SMAAACK, WHAP!!! Caroline spanked every
square inch of her naughty son's sissy bottom until his fanny and upper
thighs were cherry red, on their way to black and blue. She finally
ended the painful spanking but left her sobbing son over her lap to
scold him.

"There are going to be changes around here little boy. Since you
obviously have no control over your infantile preemies you can expect
to be treated accordingly. Further more it is quite apparent to me that
you are exactly what you're sister has been saying. A SISSY! Who ever
heard of a boy having a, a preemie because they were so excited about
their pretty new dress? Disgusting!" SMAAAAACK sounded the paddle as it
struck Bobbi's unsuspecting bottom.

"YOOOOWWWEE," Bobbi squealed, tears still streaming down his face,
copious tears. His bottom was on fire and he couldn't stop bawling like
a baby. Besides the pain he was in, he was acutely aware that Rebecca
and Prissy had witnessed his humiliating spanking. He was beyond
mortified and felt like a total wimp laying across his Mom's lap, his
bare bottom on full display as she scolded him. He knew he'd never live
this down, a seventeen year old boy given a severe spanking by his
Mommy for having a preemie in public. Why did Rebecca and Prissy have
to show up at that moment? He desperately wanted to get off his Mom's
lap and rub his bottom, but he was far too cowed to even think of
moving until given permission.

Caroline scolded Bobbi for over ten minutes, leaving him laying across
her lap knowing full well he must be terribly embarrassed to be in such
a position, considering Candy's friends were over. Too bad she
thought,
serves the sissy right. She was sure from his whimpers that he wasn't
too happy with what she had to say and with some, if not all of the new
rules she had laid down for him to follow, OR ELSE!

Finally finished disciplining her naughty son, both physically and
verbally, Caroline ordered him off her lap.

Bobbi's spanking had indeed been severe and brutally humiliating. He
was now terrified of getting a spanking from his Mommy and shamefully
knew he'd do whatever he could to avoid another one. Tears still
falling from his eyes and nose still running, Bobbi shakily got to his
feet. Even his skirt falling back into place hurt his bottom.

The three girls, Candy, Rebecca and Prissy all standing by the entrance
to the kitchen were thoroughly enjoying the show. Prissy and Rebecca
both gasped on first seeing Bobbi draped over his Mother's knees, sans
panties. Both started giggling madly upon seeing his femmy dress.
Prissy couldn't believe she once dated this fairy, ah but he is a
pretty good ass kisser she giggled to herself. All three were thinking,
what kind of a pussy gets a spanking over his Mommy's knees at
seventeen.

Standing to face his Mother and do as ordered, Bobbi couldn't help but
notice the three girls smiling at him. Rebecca was wearing white, skin
tight spandex Capri's with a pretty pink blouse, Prissy had on skin
tight low rise jeans with a white crop top that showed off her
perfectly flat stomach, her long brown hair was up in a high ponytail.
Both girls had on high heels and looked dressed to kill. Teetering on
his own pretty heels Bobbi quickly looked away from them, his face
bright red with the exertion of his tears and sobbing, but more red
from his acute embarrassment. It was killing him to be dressed like
such a pansy around these pretty feminine girls. He had dreams of being
around such desirable creatures and would never forget getting to kiss
Prissy's panties. Be he didn't want them around now, not now! His
stinging bottom though enabled him to embarrass himself further...

His bottom lip trembling and his eyes on his heels, Bobbi did his very
best curtsey to his Mom and simpered, "I'm so sorry I had a preemie at
McDonald's Mommy and embarrassed you and Candy."

"I bet the preemie princess is," snickered Prissy.

Bobbi heard that but carried on, "And I promise to tell you right away
if, if it ever happens again, before I, um, before I, um have my little
toddler orgasm and mess my adorable panties."

All three girls giggled loudly on hearing Bobbi say that.

"Alright little boy, go stand in your corner and hold your skirts up in
back so I can keep an eye on your hands and everybody can see what
happens to naughty sissies bottoms."

"Yes Mommy," Bobbi squeaked, performing another curtsey before quickly
heading to stand in the corner. He was almost glad, in that he could
hide his face form Candy and her giggling girlfriends.

Candy and her friends retreated to her bedroom but not before Rebecca
said, "Isn't Bobbi's dress cute Prissy?"

"Yeah, for my little sister maybe," Prissy snidely replied hurting poor
Bobbi's feelings.

Caroline busied herself getting a cup of coffee, occasionally checking
Bobbi. She could see his bottom was quite swollen and turning a nasty
black and blue. Serves the sissy right, just disgusting! "I'm going to
change, don't you dare move a dainty muscle little boy or you'll find
yourself back over my lap."

"Yes Mommy," Bobbi submissively answered.

His arms already tired from holding his skirts up and feeling terribly
sorry for himself, Bobbi just whimpered with his nose pressed into the
corner. He was far too scared of another spanking to even think of
disobeying his Mom at the moment.

Down the hall in Candy's room the three girls chatted and giggled
amongst themselves as only teenage girls can. "I just can't believe
what a sissy you're brother is Candy," Prissy was saying.

"There is no doubt he's a wimp but I've got to tell you guys something.
My parents adopted Bobby before my Dad split. My Mom's never found a
way to tell him and didn't see what good it would do now."

"You're kidding me!" exclaimed Rebecca. "And he has no idea?"

"Nope, and don't ever repeat this. Either of you guys." Candy had no
intentions of ever telling Bobbi he was adopted. She liked the added
humiliation Bobbi experienced thinking his real little sister was doing
all this to him, especially that little favor he did for her not too
long ago. That must have killed his stupid male ego, plus she never
would have been able to do such a thing with her real brother. No it
was much better this way she thought. Plus if he knew there was no
relation between them he'd be leering at her like all the other boys.

Back in the kitchen wearing some comfortable sweats Caroline had her
hands on her hips as she looked at Bobbi still standing in the corner
holding his skirts up in back. "Ok Tinker Belle, time for your bath
then I'm sending you to bed for the night."

"Bbb, but Mommy, it's only 7:30 and Saturday night," Bobbi whined.

"Too bad, you're being punished little boy for your disgusting
behavior." Grabbing his hand she escorted him to his bathroom.

To Bobbi's utter chagrin, one of his new rules was he was no longer
allowed to dress or undress himself. When his Mom ordered him to sit on
his bed so she could take his high heels off he lowered himself as
gently as possible. Keeping his hands palm down to keep the weight off
his aching bottom he winced as his bottom came in contact with his bed.
He knew immediately he would be sleeping on his stomach tonight.

Naked, Bobbi stood meekly in the bathroom as his Mom prepared his
bubble bath. Another new rule, he would now be bathed by his Mom. She
wasn't going to tolerate his juvenile masturbating and preemies under
her roof, she had told him as he lay over her lap after his spanking.
He couldn't fathom this new development and was currently wracking his
brain trying to figure a way out of this humiliation. His tender bottom
and the fear of diapers and plastic pants kept him on his best
behavior
for now though. No fucking way I am ever wearing diapers though...

"Arms up sissy," Caroline ordered. Just then the doorbell rang and
Bobbi saw Candy run past his room to answer it. Seconds later she and
three boys walked past his room on their way to Candy's. All three boys
had shocked looks on their faces as they saw Bobbi's Mom washing him
in
a bubble bath as they passed by his door less room. Shortly after that
both Caroline and Bobbi heard loud laughter from Candy's room.

Bobbi was sitting in the tub with his arms held up to the ceiling while
his Mom thoroughly washed him when Candy and the boys passed by.
Immediately his face turned bright red and he desperately sought
something to cover himself with. But there was nothing and his Mom
warned him to be still. "You didn't have any problem having a preemie
in McDonald's, you should hardly be embarrassed about a couple of boys
seeing you in your bubble bath."

Truth was Bobbi was mortified beyond belief, it was one thing having
Candy's girlfriends see him like this, BUT BOYS!!! From his school,
fuck, fuck, fuck! He recognized one of them and even knew his name,
Larry. Shit! How am I ever going to show my face again, those guys will
tell everyone.

Bobbi was standing in the tub with his finger tips on his head like a
ballerina does as his Mother washed his privates when Candy, Rebecca,
Prissy and the three boys showed up at his door less doorway. "We're
going to the movie now Mom," Candy giggled.

Still holding Bobbi's hairless little penis and balls in her soapy wash
cloth she turned and wished the kids a good night, telling Candy to be
home by 11:00.

The raucous laughter Bobbi heard as they exited the house made him
cringe and tears started to drop down his face.

Out side The girls and their dates were still laughing hysterically.
"Isn't Tinker Belle pretty?" Prissy said to the boys.

"Pretty fucking gay," laughed Tommy, Candy's date.

"Shit, I kind of know your brother, Candy. I'd heard he was a sissy but
my God! Getting washed by his Mommy in a bubble bath, wait until the
guys hear about this. What a pussy, he didn't even have any pubic
hair," Larry said unbelievingly

"Did you see his belly button was pierced and that Ms. tattoo," Craig
asked...

Pulling up his sheer yellow bikini panties that matched his pretty baby
doll nightie, Caroline patted Bobbi's bottom and ordered him into bed.

Bobbi curtsied prettily, hugged his Mommy and gave her a kiss on the
cheek. It wasn't even 8:00pm on Saturday night. He climbed into bed,
laying on his stomach and his Mother tucked him in. "You're not to get
out of this bed young man unless you have permission, if you have to go
tinkles come and get me and I don't think I have to tell you what will
happen if you have a preemie in your panties. I will be checking them
in the morning mister so I'd be careful if I was you."


"Yes Mommy," simpered Bobbi feeling exactly like the pansy he looked
like. Laying on his stomach Bobbi didn't feel much like having a
preemie. Even the thin elastic on his panties hurt his bottom. He had a
hollow feeling in his stomach knowing those boys witnessed his
humiliating bath. Feeling his dangly belly ring against his stomach,
Bobbi closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep. Even though it was just
after 8:00pm, Bobbi quickly fell asleep. He was emotionally exhausted
from the days events and his spanking.


The sun peaking through his window stirred Bobbi back to consciousness.
Looking at his alarm clock he saw it was only 6:13am. Immediately the
call of nature struck him. Shit, now what do I do, this is fucking
ridiculous I have to have my Mom or little fucking sister help me go
potty he angrily thought. I'm seventeen for crying out loud! He could
feel his bottom was still very tender and adding to his worries, like
most boys, he awoke with a raging hard-on (well as raging as a 2 and ¾
inch penis can get). Squirming in his yellow chiffon panties with the
bright white lace trim, his little penis rock hard and the need to
urinate growing urgent, Bobbi whimpered and blamed Candy for his
predicament, denying his own cowardice. She's going to get hers, the
little snit...

Caroline awoke in her room to a gentle knocking on her door. Groggy
with sleep she was annoyed when she saw it was only 6:48am. "Yes?"

"Mommy, I need to go tinkles real bad," Bobbi said. Just saying that
sentence made him blush as he danced on his white mules, his pretty
pink toenails showing just past the fuzzy white ball.

"Hang on, I'll be right there." Caroline opened her door shortly
thereafter and couldn't suppress a giggle on seeing Bobbi. He looked so
cute dancing on the toes of his heels, his hands clasped in front of
him over his crotch. His Tinker Belle earrings and dangle belly ring
jiggled cutely as he danced from foot to foot. "Give me your hand
little one," she teased.

Taking Bobbi's one hand she noticed he kept the other by his crotch.
"Is that the proper way for a sissy to hold their hands?"

"No Mommy," Bobbi said and put his free hand palm up and held it by his
shoulder, elbow bent.

Caroline immediately saw what she suspected, his cute little bikini
panties were tented with his arousal. "I see your adorable little
panties have you all excited, I hope you didn't have a preemie last
night."

"Oh no Mommy," Bobbi gasped. "I swear I was good."

"Will just check your sheets to make sure," Caroline said upon entering
his room. Turning back his covers she noticed several stains right
about where she thought they should be. "And what's this missy?"

"That's from before, I SWEAR," Bobbi said in a panicked voice.

"Disgusting! I can assure you little boy that your masturbating days
are over in this house. It's one thing for you to have a preemie with
your boyfriend but I won't have you leaving your disgusting messes all
over my house. It's more than obvious from all these stains that you
find your pretty clothes, um, exciting. Any more of your silly denials
about not being a sissy are going to fall on deaf ears."

The implications of this embarrassing discussion were lost on Bobbi,
his need to urinate so urgent. Finally his Mother led him to his
bathroom.

"Now hold the skirts of your baby dolls out nicely so I can lower your
panties."

Bobbi did as ordered, his throbbing little penis bobbed up and down
once free from the confines of his panties. How embarrassing, having an
erection right in front of your own Mother. Having to pee so badly, he
was unable to make it go down no matter how he had tried. While he sat
on the toilet his Mother pulled his panties from his ankles and
inspected them.

Caroline could tell Bobbi hated all these new 'sissy rules', better get
used to them missy. You want to be a sissy, you'll behave like a sissy
if I have my say and she had no doubts she'd have 'her say'. She
waited
in the bathroom until Bobbi did his business knowing full well it
embarrassed him to no end having her there. That's the whole point she
chuckled to herself. Once finished pulling his panties back into place
she said, "Oh cupcake, your little fanny looks awfully sore. Did you
have to sleep on your stomach last night?"

Bobbi had seen his bottom that morning when he got up to get his Mom.
It was still swollen and a nasty black and blue, even the tops of his
thighs were black and blue. He had to sit as gently as possible on the
toilet and knew any sitting today would be very uncomfortable at best.
He told the truth, "Yes Mommy."

"Well, I hope that helps you remember what happens to naughty sissies."
Her embarrassed adopted son readily agreed that it did indeed help him
remember. "I hope so. Now lets get you into your cute little maids
dress. Then you can make breakfast in bed for me and your sister, but
go see Candy before you start cooking. She said she had something for
you."

Half an hour later Bobbi left Candy's room steaming mad. He'd had to
ask for a pad, not a surprise but something he was sick of doing and
wearing. He had tried to plead that he had learned his lesson but Candy
was unmoving saying, "Now you know what true regret feels like
creampuff." She had also dropped a bombshell on him, telling him that
she had convinced their Mother to get him a chastity device. She had
teased him relentlessly. About his accident at McDonald's, about his
spanking and about the boys seeing him in the tub and what they thought
about him. Bobbi prayed she was teasing about the chastity thing.

Standing in the kitchen mixing Candy's scrambled eggs (his Mom liked
them sunny side up) Bobbi began his payback. First he sneaked down both
halls to check his Mom and sister were in their rooms. He hurriedly
tiptoed back to the kitchen on his high heels feeling his petticoats
rustling under his maids dress tickling his panties and tender bottom.
Setting the bowl of scrambled eggs on a chair he quickly reached into
his panties and rubbed his little penis with his fingertips. Knowing it
wasn't Candy's time of the month he imagined the cold, wet and messy
pad between his legs was Rebecca's. It excited him that his penis was
touching the same pad that had recently been between Rebecca's legs,
somehow it made him feel close to her and he could still picture her in
those skin tight Capri's. Just like that he was ready to explode and
pulled his little penis out from his panties. He pointed it straight
into the bowl of eggs. Moaning softly he shot his load into the bowl,
squirt after squirt.......aaahhhh, that felt good...

"WHAT IN THE WORLD DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!!!" Bobbi heard his Mom
angrily say. WHERE did she come from? OH NO !!! His panties around his
thighs, his now shriveled penis glistened with his cum as he stood
there open mouthed.

Caroline knew exactly what Bobbi intended. She knew he didn't like eggs
and that she had asked for hers sunny side up. DISGUSTING! He was
going
to feed his cum to Candy in her eggs. DISGUSTING!

"Candy, get in here this instant," Caroline shouted and then turned to
Bobbi. "Don't you move an inch."

Candy ran into the kitchen seconds later, worried something was the
matter from the tone in her Mom's voice. She had her hair up in a high
ponytail and was still in her baby doll nightie. "What's wrong Mom?"

"Get my paddle and bring it back here, you're going to give Tinker
Belle a spanking."

Candy took in the sight before her, Bobbi had his fingertips on his
head again like a fairy. His bottom lip was trembling and tears were
already rolling down his cheeks. With his hands held above his head his
skirts rode up and she could plainly see his glistening penis and his
panties bunched up around his thighs. Next she saw the bowl of eggs on
the chair and put two and two together. She was gone in a flash.

"Please Mommy I...."

"NOT ANOTHER WORD!" Caroline ordered.

Candy returned with paddle in hand and a disgusted look on her face.
She sat down on a kitchen chair and looked to her Mom.

"Over your sisters lap, NOW!"

Already crying, Bobbi walked over to Candy and lowered himself across
her lap dreading another spanking so soon after yesterday's.

Candy grabbed his right arm by the wrist and twisted it behind his back
to hold him in place.

"Owwww, that hurts," whined Bobbi.

"Oh it's going to hurt alright," Candy angrily stated. With that she
raised the paddle...SMAAAACK, SMACK, SMACK rained down the blows.
SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, WAAAAACK!!! Sounded the paddle on Bobbi's tortured
bottom. After only two blows he was wailing and begging for mercy. He
kicked his legs wildly and struggled to break free to no avail. Candy
just twisted his arm higher up his back. WHAP, SMACCK, CRAAAAAACK
sounded the paddle as she aimed it right on his tattooed fairies
panties. Candy could feel Bobbi's tiny penis nestled between her smooth
thighs as he squirmed madly on her lap. It excited her no end to be
actually doing the spanking of this sissy boy. Watching was fun but
this was incredible, the power she felt was overwhelming. She loved to
make boys cry, especially this one. So...the little fairy was going to
try and feed me his cum was he. SMAAAACK, SMACK, CRAAAAACK, WHAAAAP,
SMACK, SMACK, SMAAAAACK!!!

SMAAAACK, SMACK, WHAAAP!!! Sounded Candy blows. The sound was
incredibly loud only outdone by Bobbi's wailing and crying. Candy was a
fit young girl (as witnessed by her pinning of Bobbi) and played lots
of tennis in addition to soccer. In her disgust and anger at what Bobbi
had tried to do to her she wielded the paddle with authority.

Bobbi kicked his legs wildly and squirmed like he was on fire. In fact
it felt like he was being spanked with a hot skillet. He didn't even
have time to worry about the humiliation of being spanked by a younger
girl! His bottom was on fire before he knew it and now he could only
concentrate on the punishment being meted out, praying it would end
soon...

WHAAAAP, SMAAAACK, SMACK, SMAAAAACK, WHAP, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK,
SMACK, CRAAAAAACK!!! His bottom beet red and black and blue underneath,
swollen to twice it's size, Candy ended the spanking but rested the
paddle on her big brothers bottom. He was balling his eyes out like a
little baby and had the hiccups again. "That's incredibly nasty of you
sissy. If you ever try something like that again, this little spanking
will seem like a picnic." SMAAAACK sounded the paddle, "Am I making
myself clear creampuff?"

"Ye, Ye, yes, ye, yes Ms. Can, Ms. Candy," Bobbi managed to stutter
between the hiccups and his sobbing.

"I hope so, or there will be more of this." SMAAACK, SMACK,
CRAAAAACK!!! Her wussy step brother immediately started balling like a
baby again with the last three spanks. "Ok wimpy, get off my lap before
I decide to spank you again," Candy smugly ordered.

As soon as Candy released his wrist Bobbi scampered to his feet. He was
a wreck, barely able to stand and his bottom was absolutely on fire.

"Get your naughty fanny in the corner and put your fingertips on your
head like the fairy you want to be and that's tattooed on your bottom,"
snapped Caroline.

Bobbi quickly did as ordered, spanked into utter submission he was. His
bottom felt huge and he desperately want to rub it. He could still
feel
individual spanks, some hurt so bad. His fingertips on his head like a
fairy, tears streaming down his face and his hiccups still with him,
Bobbi miserably sobbed. His big plans at revenge had turned into a
disaster.

Both Caroline and Candy looked at the sobbing creature and then at each
other. "Boys," Caroline said. "Don't you dare move a muscle sissy, I'm
going to have a talk with your sister." Taking one last look at her
bawling son Caroline knew he wouldn't dare move, no, this boy was
indeed a sissy!

Forty minutes later both dressed for the day, Candy and Caroline
returned to the kitchen. As suspected, her son was where she left him.
He had stopped crying and his hiccups were gone but his skinny arms
trembled from the effort of holding them over his head. "Ok sissy, put
your hands down and come over here," ordered Caroline.

Next she poured the bowl of eggs into a glass. "Here, drink this," she
said simply, daring him to disobey.

Bobbi hated eggs and could see his slimy sperm floating on top of the
eggs. Reluctantly he took the glass and drank it down. Oh, oh, it just
tasted awful to him.

"Ok cupcake, you've had your breakfast. Now it's time for mine and
Candy's, we're going out and you can bet I'm not leaving you home alone
to your disgusting ways!" Not even giving him time to pull up his
panties Caroline dragged him out to the car. Getting to her SUV in the
driveway Caroline ordered Bobbi to hold his skirts up so she could pull
his panties up. The kid on their right was out mowing the front lawn
and stopped to watch Bobbi humiliate himself.
Caroline roughly pulled up Bobbi's dainty panties causing him to squeal
when they touched his bottom. His bottom was so swollen that his
panties fit way tighter than they normally did. His bottom ended up
being too sore for him to sit on the seat on the way to the restaurant.
Caroline had lowered the bench seat in back and Bobbi was currently
laying over the seat on his stomach, the seat belt around his waist.

His arms and legs dangled over the ends of the seat. He was a seventeen
year old boy in a maids dress, still sobbing from the spanking he
received from his little sister. Bobbi couldn't imagine being more
miserable. Feeling the car pull to a stop, Bobbi had no idea where he
was, draped over the seat as he was.

"You can stay right where you are while Your sister and I enjoy a nice
breakfast," said Caroline and they were gone.

Hearing the car door slam Bobbi dared to lean up and peek at where he
was at. He whimpered when he saw they were parked right next to the
entrance to Denny's. He quickly lowered his head when he saw a group of
teenage boys walking up.

Bobbi ducked too late, one of the boys had seen him. Not sure as to
what he saw the boy walked right by Caroline's SUV, slowing by the
window. "Holy shit dudes, look at this!" one of the boys exclaimed.

Panicked, Bobbi didn't know what to do, in his shame he simply hung his
head and stared at the floor of the car. He could feel the back of his
skirts had ridden up when his Mom buckled him in. He just knew his
spanked pantied bottom and thighs were on display. Loud laughter heard
through the closed windows confirmed to Bobbi that the boys had seen
him. Tears started to trickle down his cheeks again, infuriating Bobbi
further that he seemed to cry so easily lately.

A torturous hour and forty five minutes later Bobbi heard the car doors
being opened. He had been out there so long he almost feel asleep once
but was awoken by loud giggling. He didn't dare look up from his
humiliating position to see who was laughing at him, instead his face
just turned beet red. Several times he had tried to pull his skirts
down over his little panties but strapped in as he was his efforts
proved futile. Neither his Mom or sister said anything to him as he
felt the car blissfully moving again. Caroline and Candy had enjoyed a
leisurely breakfast taking their sweet time knowing Bobbi wasn't going
anywhere or in any position to get in trouble. From her seat in Denny's
Candy had enjoyed the curious looks of the patrons as they passed
their
car. Three times people had stopped to look in the window of her Mom's
car. Each time it caused her to giggle, "Fuck with me pantywaist and
you won't like what happens."

Back at home Bobbi had been put to work cleaning up the kitchen. Next
he got to wash everybody's bras and panties, including his. Your
typical teenager, Bobbi hated doing chores, hand washing his stupid
sisters panties while wearing a classic French maids uniform infuriated
him. Hand washing your Mothers bras and panties was just plan
embarrassing. Bobbi remembered the movie "Clue" and the French maid in
it. Like any male, French maids pushed all his buttons. He still
remembers the first time he saw the movie, that night he masturbated to
the vision of her mincing about. Never in his wildest dreams did he
picture himself as the one wearing such provocative clothing and doing
the mincing. As he moved about, the pure white petticoats that held his
skirts out tickled his panties and extremely sore bottom, reminding
him
that this was no dream or movie.

In his mind, Bobbi knew he messed up big time. How the heck did I not
hear my Mom coming? Fuck, fuck, fuck! He knew Candy was pissed, his
bottom was more than proof of that. But he had seen the look she had
given him. He hated to admit it to himself, but he was scared at what
would happen the first time they were home alone, without their Mom
around.

His chores finished, Bobbi next had to endure two hours of what his
sister called, "Proper sissy comportment." Considering his recent
activities, Candy was brutal on him. He absolutely despised the way she
was making him act, walk and talk but his Mother sitting nearby with
her paddle in hand enabled him to do what he didn't think he could do
without the motivation. They can't possibly expect me to act like this
in public, can they? His afternoon also consisted of a stern lecture
from his Mother about his "Disgusting" behavior. Candy, ever the
helpful bitch had pulled up adult baby sites that sold real diapers and
plastic panties, even locking ones. Bobbi just shuddered as his Mom
told him that could be his future if he didn't change his ways. "If I
ever catch you doing a stunt like you tried to pull this morning, I
guarantee you'll be wearing some of those diapers and pretty plastic
panties everyday. And that means to school too."

Bobbi had pleaded and whined that he'd be good and promised he would
never ever think of doing such a disgusting thing again. Caroline had
Candy use her tape measure to get proper sizes, just in case. He
humiliatingly remembered doing curtsey after curtsey promising to be a
perfect Angel. "I'll just remember that," his Mom had said. Fuck!

Dinner that night had been another humiliation. His bottom still too
sore to sit, he ended up kneeling at the kitchen table to eat. He felt
stupid kneeling there eating his dinner, like a naughty child, but he
was fucking seventeen and still wearing his maids dress. This was not
his ideal day he bitterly thought, feeling sorry for himself again.

That night Bobbi lay on his stomach on the living room floor watching
"How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days". Candy and his Mom sat on the couch
behind him. Bobbi was extremely self conscious laying there in his pink
baby doll nightie. With no body hair and the diaphanous baby doll and
panties Bobbi felt absolutely naked. His elbows on the carpet and his
chin in his hands, Bobbi squirmed in his panties as he listened to his
Mom and Candy gush over Matthew McConaughey. "GAWD! Now there's a man,"
Candy exclaimed glancing at Bobbi.

"What a total stud, oh he's sooo hot," Caroline added.

After the movie Caroline took Bobbi to his room for his bubble bath, a
new ritual she could tell her son did not like at all. Shortly after
she had him back in his baby dolls and panties Candy appeared in his
room.

"Close your eyes and lift up your cute baby doll nightie, creampuff. I
got you a surprise I just know you're going to love," teased Candy.

Reluctantly, Bobbi did as ordered. He felt Candy kneel down in front of
him. Next he felt her very quickly remove his belly ring and
apparently
insert a new one.

"Ta da! Open your eyes sissy, don't you just love it! Gushed Candy. She
had found there were tons of belly rings on the internet, most of them
cheap. After some searching she found personalized ones. The one she
just put into Bobbi's piercing was a long dangle one. It had a pink
stone in the part that sat in his belly button, from the stone hung a
tiny delicate chain. Attached to the chain was a name plate. The
background was white and the lettering pink. The word in the name plate
was 'Sissy'.

After a tough day, Bobbi knew what was expected of him. "Oh Ms. Candy!
It's adorable, I absolutely love it! Thank you so very much for getting
it for me."

"Are you sure? I mean it is kind of embarrassing, for a boy you know,"
Candy teased.

"Oh no, really I love it," simpered Bobbi.

"Good! Your rose ring was pretty but this one is so much more you,
don't you think?"

Looking down at his new dangle belly ring, Bobbi wanted to punch Candy,
instead he said, "Um, yeah, I mean, yes Ms. Candy."

"Well since you like it so much, why don't you wear a cute little crop
top tomorrow so you can show it off to all your friends at school.
Isn't that just the cutest idea cupcake?" Candy just loved the look on
Bobbi's face as he realized everybody at school would see his new ring.
It just made her panties so wet when the little wimp agreed with her.
Not my problem he's a spineless pussy...

Her mothering instincts still strong, Caroline actually enjoyed her new
role in Bobbi's care. She liked having a little one to watch over and
mother, that it just happened to be her seventeen year old adopted son
was no matter to her. "Do a little twirl for me cupcake," she ordered.
Smiling, she took in the image of her little sissy (as she now thought
of him). He had on his pink sandals, my he's getting good at walking
and moving about in heels. Not hard to believe considering he didn't
own any other kind of foot wear, she chuckled to herself. His pretty
heart anklet rested on his smooth ankle, just above the little strap of
his heels. He had looked so femmy struggling to buckle the cute little
straps. Having personally supervised his shaving this morning, she
knew
he had not a hair on his body. He had such pretty legs for a boy and
they looked so long with him in his new Soffe shorts. Candy had picked
them up at Kohl's. They are called Teeny Tiny Lowrise Mesh shorts.
Bobbi's were white, in extra small. His top was a pink half shirt with
a cupcake on the front leaving his flat stomach and cute belly ring
fully displayed. She had chosen his white purse with the pink heart for
this outfit and it currently hung from Bobbi's elbow as he twirled for
her.

Unfortunately, with his Teeny Tiny Lowrise mesh shorts in white, his
pretty polka dot panties that matched his fairies showed right thru.
Worse, it was plan to see he had very recently been spanked, and
spanked hard. In extra small, these shorts were barely bigger than his
panties. Caroline had personally helped with his makeup and hair and
she had to admit they were both perfect. His nails were still painted
pink with the cute little heart decals and his skinny wrist sported his
Tinker Bell watch.

"Oh aren't you just the prettiest sissy I've ever seen," gushed
Caroline. "Do a sweet curtsey for me and tell me how much you adore
being my pretty little sissy."

"Oh Mommy! I feel so pretty and I just adore my new shorts and shirt.
Do you really think I look pretty?" Bobbi simpered knowing full well
the consequences for un-sissy like behavior but still unable to
actually call himself a sissy.

"I certainly do cupcake. You have to be the prettiest boy in your
school so don't worry. Now why don't you thank your sister for your
darling shorts and shirt," Caroline ordered Bobbi with a couple of
little pats to his cute bottom to send him along.

Hating every second, Bobbi had thanked Candy for his adorable clothes
and in return received a soaking wet pad for his panties. With his
Mommy's permission he had returned to his room and sprayed his shorts
and panties with FDS. The smell from his incredibly messy pad made
Bobbi totally paranoid. The pad between his legs gave him a totally
flat front, something he wasn't sure was good or bad. When his little
penis showed in some of his tight clothes, well it was very
embarrassing but so was people thinking he didn't have a penis or that
it was too small to show. Every move he made, Bobbi could feel the
soaked pad against his little penis and balls. Oh, oh, oh! Bobbi had
seen himself in the mirror, he knew his panties could easily be seen
thru his shorts and his tattoo wasn't that hard to make out either,
especially the word Tinker Belle. He could have thought of at least 10
pairs of panties he would have picked to wear with these shorts other
than the ones he had on now. Like a child, now he wasn't even allowed
to pick out his clothes for the day, no, his Mommy did that and then
dressed him to boot! But what really bothered him was his black and
blue thighs, fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck, what am I going to tell people
about that, how can I explain that away? Teetering on his heels, his
bottom lip started to quiver as he thought about his up coming day at
school.

Once out of sight of his house, Bobbi stopped walking like a complete
fag. Switching his purse from his elbow to his hand he tried to walk as
maculinely as he could in his three inch heels. He knew he still had
to
'mince' in these hated shoes but out of sight of his sister and Mother
he refused to walk and move as they demanded. Even so, feeling his pad
squish with each step he took, Bobbi felt his perma blush settle in for
the day.

"Hey pussy, cute panties."

"What a fucking faggot. Look at his thighs Matt, the pussy must have
got a spanking," Joe said astonished.

Bobbi cringed and glanced behind him. Two boys he didn't know were
walking right behind him. Where had they come from? Lost in his
thoughts and with his high heels clacking, the two boys had apparently
snuck up on him. Fuck! He still had over two blocks before he got to the
relative safety of school.

"Dude, seriously. How could you be such a fucking faggot? Have you
looked in the mirror lately," Matt said. He and his friend, Joe, had of
course heard of the 'sissy' at school but had as yet run into him.
Seeing the fag walking past Matt's house they quickly caught up to him.
Both were 100 percent heterosexuals and despised homo's.

Bobbi turned slightly to face his tormentors, "Um, ah, please, I ..."

"Please what, let you suck my dick? I don't think so......SISSY," Matt
laughed on now seeing his belly piercing.

"See ya, cupcake," Joe added derogatorily, on seeing Bobbi's half shirt
from the front.

"Seriously, could you be any gayer? Added Matt.

Blushing hotly, Bobbi sighed when the two boys finally walked past him,
not hard for them considering they wore gym shoes. Under such intense
humiliation, Bobbi's senses seemed magnified by a 100 times. He had
felt his delicate anklet, the breeze on his hair less legs, the straps
of his training bra, the dainty elastic of his panties move across his
smooth bottom as he walked. Self-conscious adj aware of the scrutiny
of others to the point of not appearing natural or spontaneous. That
was exactly how Bobbi felt, he felt it impossible to act naturally,
dressed as he was and under such scrutiny. In affect, unknown to him,
it simply caused him to look even more sissyish.

Later that day found Bobbi heading to math class, he wasn't looking
forward to dealing with Brittany and her incessant teasing and
bullying. It had already been a terribly embarrassing day. It was more
than obvious Bobbi had been soundly spanked. Each time he sat down for
class, he did so very gingerly, his bottom still extremely tender and
sore. His classmates seemed to find it quite funny a senior had been so
thoroughly punished, not to mention his new belly ring and cupcake
shirt. Poor Bobbi just squirmed on his seat, feeling his sore bottom
slip around in his nylon panties as his classmates giggled at him.

Walking into Ms. Richardson's classroom, his head down, Bobbi walked
right into Brittany as he turned the corner. "Watch it gayboy," she
hissed.

"Oh, ah, I'm sorry," Bobbi squeaked, hating himself for capitulating to
this girl. Brittany was a good two inches taller than him and probably
outweighed him too. After losing at arm wrestling to his sister and her
friends, Bobbi humiliatingly admitted to himself that Brittany would
intimadate him even if he was wearing boys clothes. These facts really
messed with his mind and seriously bruised his fragile male ego, what
was left of it anyway.

Brittany White, 5'-7" tall and 135 pounds with long and straight brown
hair that almost reached her butt, took her seat behind Bobbi. She was
wearing her cheerleader uniform today which consisted of a red shell
top with the school logo and her short pleated red and white cheer
skirt. On her feet were bright white sneakers and she had cute little
anklet socks with a red ball on the back that matched her uniform.
Taking in the sight before her, she couldn't help but giggle. What a
complete fairy this kid was, she still couldn't believe someone could
be such a fag. Brittany dated a football player and was only attracted
to masculine boys, she sure as heck wasn't into fairies. This kid was a
wimp and she loved to let him know it. Ever since that first day he
showed up to school looking like the biggest sissy in the world she had
teased him unmercifully. That is until last week when the wimp tried
to
tell her to stop it. Since that day she had been as cold as ice to
Bobbi. Every day after school she had sought him out, away from the
protection of the school and teachers but he had eluded her. That is
until last Friday, well...he wasn't going to escape her today, that's
all she knew.

Sitting one seat ahead, Bobbi couldn't help but notice the change in
Brittany. She had barely said a word to him the last few days. Maybe
she had tired of picking on him he wishfully hoped.

Heading down the hallway to his last class of the day, Bobbi was as
self conscious as ever. He just couldn't understand how girls could
wear such clothes. Everything he had on seemed tiny and flimsy to him.
He just hated feeling so...so exposed and vulnerable, so on display. He
knew the high heels he wore forced him to mince and it still
embarrassed him to no end feeling his pantied and spanked bottom wiggle
as he hurriedly made his way to English class. Taking his seat Bobbi
set his purse down and opened his book, pretending to read but really
he just wanted to avoid his classmates laughing eyes. Thank God this
day was almost over he thought while glancing over at at his ex-friend
John, sitting there in jeans and a t-shirt. Must be nice...and I'm
positive he got dressed by himself...

Amazingly Bobbi made it thru another school day without running into
his sister, never a happy occurrence. Waiting to cross the street Bobbi
stole a quick look around and determined the coast was clear. The
street clear, he jogged across the best he could wearing 3 inch heels,
his purse strap in the crack of his right elbow and school books in his
left hand. Getting to the other side he turned the corner onto
Sycamore
and continued his circuitous route home.

"Here comes the fairy now," Brittany said to her friend Aubrey.
Stepping out from behind a row of tall bushes, Brittany stood on the
sidewalk not 5 feet from the unsuspecting Bobbi Sullivan. "Well, well,
if it isn't the school fairy."

Poor Bobbi's heart started to race immediately. "Fuck," he could only
think.

"You don't live on this street girlie, don't think I don't know you've
been trying to avoid me, PUSSY," Brittany said and then pushed Bobbi's
books from his hand sending them sprawling all over the ground.

Aubrey giggled when Brittany called Bobbi a pussy and sent his books
flying. She was Brittany's best friend and along to witness the fun.

"Hey," Bobbi squeaked and then turned to retrieve his books.

When he bent over to pick up his math book, Brittany took a step and a
half before kicking Bobbi squarely in the ass as hard as she could. The
brutal kick sent Bobbi sprawling flat on his face and elicited more
giggles from Aubrey.

Five houses down on the right the 3:45 bus pulled to a stop and let its
load of junior high students out. The gaggling group of kids
immediately noticed what appeared to be a fight not five houses away.
All kids that age are instinctively drawn to such events and today was
no different. Four boys and three girls quickly hurried to wear see for
themselves "what was up."

Rolling to his side Bobbi reached back and rubbed his bottom. Fuck!
That hurt! "You fucking bitch," he muttered under his breath.

Now standing over the sissy, Brittany said, "What was that Tinker Bell?
Come on Bob, get up. I thought you were going to make me 'cut it out'
tough guy."

The group of junior high kids all laughed on hearing this kids name was
Bob. Some of them had heard of the sissy from older brothers or
sisters
but all were shocked on seeing the effeminate creature with their own
eyes. The four boys were disgusted by the pansy and embarrassed to see
a male apparently getting his ass kicked by a girl. The girls on the
other hand loved seeing one of their own dominating a stupid boy, even
a sissy one.

Scared, Bobbi cautiously got to his feet. Knowing he now had an
audience, Bobbi swallowed his pride yet again. "Look Brittany, um, I'm
really sorry if I offended you or something. I mean, I, uh, um,
honestly I didn't mean anything and it won't happen again," Bobbi
simpered. Shit, I sound like a fucking pussy he thought blushing
furiously, hating the giggling coming from his female audience.
As soon as Bobbi stopped speaking Brittany took a step towards him and
pushed him as hard as she could. Bobbi went flying backwards and ended
up right back on his sore bottom. The shove had been so violent it had
sent his purse flying off his arm as well. He heard the kids watching
gasp when Brittany had shoved him, the shove had been so violent and
unsuspected by all. Bobbi had the sickening feeling he wasn't going to
be able to talk his way out of this jam. Sitting up now on the grass,
Bobbi's butt was killing him where Brittany had kicked him. The pain in
his bottom and the humiliation of getting pushed around by a girl was
starting to make Bobbi angry.

"Get up missy, I'm not done kicking your ass," sneered Brittany.

Bobbi slowly got to his high heeled feet, this time knowing he had to
do something. But what? As Brittany advanced on him he grabbed at her
long hair and started pulling.

"You little shit," moaned Brittany from the pain of having her hair
pulled. Half bent over as Bobbi pulled her hair downwards with both
hands she sent her right foot flying right between Bobbi's legs.

The crowd of kids all gasped at once as Bobbi crumpled to the ground
like he'd been shot. "Shit! That had to hurt," said one of the boys
watching. In fact all the boys watching had cringed when Brittany had
kicked Bobbi in the nuts, knowing first hand just how sensitive that
spot was. All four boys also felt embarrassment that one of their own
was getting his ass kicked by a girl, a pretty and feminine one at that
too! Disgusted at this sissy boy, two started to head home.

Tears were already pouring from Bobbi's eyes as he fell to the ground,
his hands cupping his stinging balls. Before he could even curl into
the fetal postion to nurse his wounded balls, Brittany pounced on him.
She grabbed Bobbi's wrists and yanked them away from his crotch. Bobbi
fought with all he had, he fueled all his humiliation from the past two
weeks into his effort. But try as he might, he simply could not free
his arms from Brittany's grasp. Bobbi just wanted to cup his aching
balls in his hands but with horror felt his arms being raised over his
head and saw Brittany swing her leg over his stomach. Next she sat down
on his lower chest, dropping her full weight all at once on him,
almost
knocking the wind out of him and causing him to "Ooommpph," out loud.






Brittany sat confidently on her prize, Bobbi's arms securely pinned to
the ground. She could feel his frantic struggle to free his arms but
she could also feel that she was easily strong enough to hold him in
place as long as she pleased. Spreading his arms out a bit she scooted
forward on Bobbi's chest and trapped each of his arms under her knees
causing the wimp to cry out in pain. Her smooth thighs and knees
framing his pretty tear stained face and her hands now free, she
roughly cupped Bobbi's chin in her hand and said, "If you ever even
think of trying to pull my hair again, THIS ASS KICKING WILL SEEM LIKE
A PICNIC!" Grabbing a fistfull of Bobbi's hair with her other free
hand, she pulled his hair very hard, "Am I making myself clear Tinker
Belle?"

"Ow,Ow...OOOWWY, ye-yes, YES! I'm sorry. Please..." whimpered Bobbi.

Letting go of his hair, Brittany leaned down right next to Bobbi's
face, her long hair spilling all over his face. Her nose, inches from
his, she looked directly into his eyes, "You show up to school looking
like the worlds biggest sissy and then, let me get this straight. You
expect people not to notice how pretty you are and you get pissed off
because I just happen to comment on your adorable little clothes. Well,
is that about right fairy?"

Her hair tickled his face but nothing was funny to Bobbi at the moment.
His balls were killing him but pinned as he was he could only squirm
beneath Brittany. With tears in his eyes he humbled himself yet again.
"Yes," was all he could manage.

"Soooo... sissy, in the future you won't have any problem with me
commenting on how pretty, um, lets say your little panties are?" All
the girls watching giggled at that.

Bobbi squirmed beneath Brittany, blushing beet red with her face so
close to his. His skinny biceps trapped under Brittany's knees hurt
like hell and he could not budge them even an inch. "Um, ah, no."

"Umph, I didn't think so panty boy. I think you owe me an apology, what
do you think?" Brittany asked flicking his nose.

Brittany had sat back up, she now had her hands on her sexy hips. Bobbi
was securely pinned and going no where until she allowed it, and she
didn't even need her hands. Everyone watching, including Aubrey were
amazed at the quick and total ass kicking of this sissy boy by this
cheerleader.

"Brittany, I swear I'm really sorry, please...I promise," whined Bobbi,
hating himself for being so weak.

"Well cupcake I'm sure you are. I hope you learned a lesson today,"
Brittany said while patting the front of Bobbi's shorts. She could feel
him squirm under her when she did that. Brittany could also feel her
pantied bottom on Bobbi's heaving chest as he squirmed beneath her and
decided she liked it.

Bobbi could see Brittany was waiting for a reply. "Um, I-I, yeah I
did," he said stupidly.

Playing with Bobbi's Tinker Bell earrings now, thoroughly enjoying
herself, Brittany said, "Good boy, I'd hate to think I kicked your ass
for nothing. Boys! Just because you're a boy you think it makes you
superior to girls. What a joke, huh cupcake?"

"Um, ah, yeah," Bobbi replied. Please just let me go...but he didn't
know anyway to speed this humiliation up.

One of the boys found himself getting very aroused watching this girl
dominate and humiliate this fairy boy. He didn't know why, but he was
excited. Telling his friend he had to get going he headed home to take
care of an urgent need.

"You looked so cute today panty boy, it's a shame I had to kick your
butt, but I'm not going to let some fairy talk to me the way you did.
Now I'm going to let you up but you better remember your little
lesson," Brittany smirked patting Bobbi's crotch again.

Poor Bobbi sighed with relief when Brittany swung her knees off his
aching arms. She stayed sitting on his bare stomach though and for the
first time since she had pinned him he felt her round bottom. She was
sitting right on his belly ring and he could tell she had on nylon
panties. Her short cheer skirt brushed against him and he couldn't help
but notice her big breasts from his current vantage point. Even though
his balls still ached, to Bobbi's utter dismay, he felt his little
penis stir. It was a fantasy to be straddled by such a hottie..but a
nightmare under these conditions. Bobbi's male ego, such a big deal to
a young man was simply crushed at such a public thrashing. And still he
felt his little penis erecting in his own nylon panties.

"Ok cupcake (what kind of boy would wear a crop top with a picture of
cupcake on it she laughed to herself) you better get home to Mommy
before you get another spanking," Brittany laughed while standing up.

As Brittany stood up over him Bobbi got a clear shot up her skirt.
"Fuckin A" shes got on tiny red bikini panties! Instantly his penis
hardened to its full diminutive stature.

"Admiring my panties," chuckled Brittany seeing the dopey look on
Bobbi's face and the way his mouth hung open. "I think your's are just
adorable. Did you know you can see them right thru those cute little
Soffe shorts?"

Bobbi quickly looked away from Brittany and gingerly got to his feet.
The crowd of kids watching dispersed and headed their separate ways.
All would remember this day for the rest of their lives, though the
boys and girls would have quite different perspectives on the event.
Brittany and her friend stood by the sidewalk, Brittany with her hands
on her hips and the smuggest look Bobbi ever cared to see. Not knowing
what else to do, Bobbi retrieved his purse and books. He looked at
Brittany as if to gain permission to leave.

"Go ahead Tinker Bell, I know your dying to get home to see your
Mommy," Brittany said.

Bobbi had to walk right by Brittany and Aubrey and did so averting
their laughing eyes. Once again he was ruefully thankful his penis was
so small and un-noticeable considering he was close to a preemie,
despite everything that had just happened.

As soon as Bobbi got a couple feet away from her Brittany took two
steps and delivered another vicious kick to his ass. The unsuspecting
Bobbi crashed to the sidewalk from the force of the blow, skinning his
elbow and both knees. "That's no way for a fairy to walk, if I ever
catch you not walking like the sissy you appear to be I'll just kick
your ass again. Got it wimp!"

Tears streaming down his face, Bobbi nodded yes.

"What a crybaby," laughed Aubry. "I thought boys were supposed to be so
tough."

"Yea right, not this boy," snorted Brittany and they headed off to
greener pastures.

Picking himself up again, Bobbi got to his high heeled feet for what he
prayed was the last time. His aching balls and butt, not to mention
the
blood trickling from his elbow and knees were all painful reminders
that he had just had his ass kicked by a girl. Glancing down the block
he saw Brittany and her friend's backs as they went to who knows
where.
Mincing off in the other direction a shiver ran up Bobbi's back as he
realized he was scared of Brittany and getting kicked again by her. Her
last kick really hurt his bottom and he could feel exactly where she
had kicked him with every step he took...

Looking up from the newspaper she was reading on hearing the door open,
a stunned Caroline watched her crying son step into the kitchen. He
looked like something the cat drug in. "What in the world happened to
you little boy?"

"I-I-uh, fell down," lied Bobbi.

"You fell down?" Caroline asked, not believing Bobbi. "My goodness
little one, you are bleeding from both your knees," Caroline said while
looking Bobbi up and down. Grabbing Bobbi's hand she led him into his
bathroom to clean him up...and to find out what really happened. Once
there she ordered Bobbi to take his heels off.

Sitting on the closed toilet seat Bobbi did as ordered then looked to
his Mom. She was standing before him with her hands on her hips and a
no non-sense look on her face. "Stand up and turn around cupcake," she
beckoned. Bobbi again did as ordered.

"You fell down huh? Are you sure you want to stick with that story,
because if I find out you've been lying to me I can gurantee a trip
over my lap," Caroline threatened after seeing the grass and dirt
stains all over Bobbi's butt and back.

"Um-ah, I...

"I want the truth little boy! How come you have skinned knees and an
elbow, yet there are grass stains all over the back of your pretty new
clothes. Which way exactly did you fall?"

Fuck! Now what do I say, fuck! "O-o-ok, I didn't fall. Some kid pushed
me," Bobbi whined.

"Who? What is his name and why did he push you?"

Bobbi blushed when she said, what is his name. It painfully reminded
him that a girl had done this to him. "I-um, I don't want to talk about
it Mom."

"You may not want to talk about it, BUT I DO! Now put your hands up,
I'm getting you out of these dirty clothes and into the tub." As soon
as Bobbi raised his arms Caroline lifted his cute little top up and off
of him. She couldn't help but notice that his skinny arms were
bruised.
Finished undressing Bobbi, Caroline cupped his chin in her hand and
looked directly at him. "I want to know exactly what happened right
now, NO LIES or we will finish this conversation with you over my lap!"

Bobbi just hated being naked in front of his Mom. He knew his
'equipment' was small. Vulnerable and in no mood for another spanking,
he spilled his guts. It was terribly embarrassing for him relating the
story of how and why Brittany had beat him up. "A girl, are you kidding
me?" his Mom had amusedly asked. Bobbi had complained that it wasn't a
fair fight, that she had kicked him in the...crotch. His Mom just told
him that he was far too dainty and delicate to be getting into fights
in the first place.

Straight from his bubble bath, Bobbi was dressed in one of his baby
doll nighties. It was white chiffon with multiple layers that fluttered
about whenever he moved. Coming only to his waist it left his panties
completely exposed. Much to his chagrin and thanks to Disney's
commercialism, he now sported Tinker Bell bandaids on both his knees
and one of his elbows.

"Aren't you just the cutest thing," Caroline gushed while admiring her
adopted son. "Such a pretty boy...it's a shame you're so naughty.
Getting into fights and that little stunt you tried the other day. It's
clear to me that you need constant supervision Bobbi."

Poor Bobbi sat squirming on his bed as his Mom lectured him. He didn't
agree with the things she was saying at all. I can take care of myself
he angrily thought and I sure as heck don't need a "babysitter" as she
suggested. Too scared of a spanking, he could only whimper when she
informed him she would be walking him to school everyday from now on.
At one point Bobbi had complained about being in pajama's when it was
only 4:30 in the afternoon. "You're not going anywhere tonight and
you'll wear what I tell you to, when I tell you to," she had huffed at
him. "Keep it up missy and I'll be more than happy to paddle those
adorable little panties of yours," Caroline added, getting tired of
his complaining.

Standing at the kitchen sink wearing his stupid nightie and a pair
mules, Bobbi was up to his elbows in soap suds washing his despised new
'outfit'. He was having a bitch of a time getting the grass stains off
his shorts and top. Fucking Brittany, fucking Candy. He used to think
Brittany was hot, not anymore, not after she kicked him in the balls.
Starting to fantasize about kicking both Candy's and Brittany's asses,
Bobbi was startled when Candy burst into the kitchen through the side
door.

Guffawing immediately apon seeing Bobbi standing at the kitchen sink in
a babydoll nightie, Candy laughing said, "Isn't it a little early to
be
in your pj's cupcake?"

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

Adjusting Bobbi's little panties, Candy teasingly said, "You turning
into quite a cute little stutter-er Tink's, where's Mom?"

"Um, she's in her room I think."

"Thanks sissy," Candy said with a cruel slap to his pantied bottom and
was gone.

Bobbi watched her smugly walk away, he hated to admit it but her ass
looked so hot in the skin tight jeans she was wearing. It just
infuriated him that she was so pretty and younger than him. So fucking
confident and bossy, he should be the one bossing her around. Sissy,
Tink's and cupcake, the fucking cunt managed all three in less than a
minutes conversation. Yet if he called her anything other than Ms.
Candy she would beat him up, it just wasn't fair pouted Bobbi. Still
feeling where she had slapped his poor bottom, Bobbi went back to his
fantasies.

Candy came waltzing back into the kitchen several minutes later. "Oh-
my-God! You got into a fight with a cheerleader and she kicked your
ass! What in the world were YOU thinking cream puff? You couldn't fight
your way out of a wet paper bag."

Bobbi just stood there holding his shorts and top blushing furiously.

Able to see Bobbi from the front now, Candy smiled on seeing his
bandaids and bruised arms. "You poor little baby, look at your knees
and elbow...aaahhhh aren't your bandaids precious. Fairy bandaids for a
fairy boy, how perfect." Pinching Bobbi's cheek Candy continued, "If I
was you cream puff, I'd do what ever it took to avoid getting in
fights. A dainty sissy like you should hardly be fighting now should
he?"

Seeing Candy was expecting an answer, Bobbi mumbled, "Ah, um, no...Ms.
Candy," added Bobbi being the coward that he was.

"Mom says she kicked you in the balls. I'm surprised you even felt it,
what with them being so tiny and all."

Trying his best to ignore Candy's digging, Bobbi pleadingly asked, "Um,
ah...Ms. Candy...do you think you could, um, ah, maybe do me a favor?"

"Whats that? Panty boy."

"Well, um, I was just, um, wondering if maybe, um, you could hang my
clothes up out on the line for me, um, you know, since I'm in my
pajamas?"

Candy just loved hearing the pathetic way Bobbi begged, she just
couldn't get enough! She still hadn't come close to forgetting the
little trick he tried pulling Sunday. No...she planned to hear plenty
more begging...and soon. Just as soon as she caught him home alone
without Mommy to protect him... "I don't think so sissy, I'm not the
one who got my ass kicked."

Apparently done pouring salt on his wounds Candy departed leaving Bobbi
to hang his own clothes up. His Mom had specifically ordered him to
hang his adorable clothes out on the clothes line to dry once he was
finished washing them. At the time he didn't consider he was wearing a
baby doll nightie that left his panties on full display. Whenever Bobbi
had trouble doing something lately, when he lacked the courage to do
something humiliating, he pictured himself over his Mom's, or worse,
his sister's lap getting a brutal spanking. With thought in mind he
quickly headed out to the back yard to hang his clothes up.

Later that night, 8:30 to be exact, Bobbi lay in his bed hearing the TV
and occasionaly his sister and Mother's voices, though he couldn't
make
out what was being said. He had already been in bed for a half hour,
humiliatingly tucked in by his Mom again. It had been over 24 hours
since his last orgasm, a life time for Bobbi. He hated being hairless,
he hated wearing girls panties, but he really hated that his hairless
sex seemed to get excited so easily in the silky confines of his nylon
panties. Everything was just so silky smooth, his penis, his
panties...oh he fretted as he felt his pre-cum seep into his panties.
His Mom had made him remove his pad before bedtime so she could check
his panties for signs of a preemie, which was strictly forbidden now.
Please...Lord, don't let her do a panty inspection now. Bobbi
desperately wanted to masturbate but he was not willing to risk the
chance of a spanking...just yet anyway. Trying, unsuccessfully to will
his little penis down, Bobbi fell fitfully asleep.

Sitting in the back seat as his Mom drove him to school Tuesday morning
while no one occupied the front passenger seat made Bobbi feel just
like a child. That was the least of his worries though. For today he
was wearing his new pink dress, thankfully with panties this time, in
which he was currently squirming. He had no idea how he was going to
get through the day, he felt like a complete idiot in this outfit.
Short hemmed little girls dress with a pair of his heart panties and
training bra underneath. On his arm was his big white patent leather
purse with the pink heart and on his feet, white pumps with 3 inch
heels. Fresh Tinker Bell bandaids were on his knees and elbow. The fuss
he had put up as his Mom dressed him that morning nearly earned him a
trip over her lap. Only some big time pleading to be an extra good
sissy had saved him from another spanking. With that thought in mind
they pulled into the school parking lot.

Opening the passenger door, Caroline took Bobbi's hand and helped him
daintily step from the car. Keeping a firm grip on Bobbi's hand she
proceeded to walk him all the way to the front school doors.

A group of senior boys hanging out by the front doors watched with
unbelieving eyes as Bobbi's Mother walked him to school like some
kindergartener. Typical of any high school, the front entrance was a
busy place in the morning. Some kids loitered, some rushed to class or
some other urgency. All who noticed though were drawn to the spectacle
that was one, Bobbi J. Sullivan! "I knew it wouldn't be long before
that pussy showed up to school wearing a dress," sneered one of the
boys.

Stopping at the entrance, Caroline released Bobbi's hand and looked at
him expectantly. He looked so precious in his pretty new dress and
blushed so cutely.

Lowering his purse to his hand, Bobbi took the hems of his skirts
between thumb and index finger and did the most dainty curtsey while
simpering, "Th-thank you so very much Mommy for walking me to school
and protecting me." Bobbi subconsciously kept hold of the hems of his
skirts after he finished his curtsey. He literally could feel the blood
rushing to his face as he heard the giggles and taunts. Fearing a
spanking right here in front of everyone he carried on... "And I-I
promise to be a perfect angel today Mommy."

Adjusting his dress, Caroline prompted, "And..."

"I promise to keep my pretty, delicate outfit clean and not to get into
any fights."

"That's my little cupcake. Now give me a hug and a kiss, then you
better run along sweetie before your late."

"Who the fuck would that fairy be fighting," laughed one of the
assembled boys watching the show. "I don't know but I bet my 13 year
old sister could kick his ass," said another. "Look at all the band
aids, I think someone did kick his ass. That's why he needs his Mommy's
protection," one of the boys correctly surmised.

Hugging his Mother as ordered Bobbi gave her a girlish kiss on the
cheek. Caroline was a couple inches taller than Bobbi and he had to go
up on his toes to kiss her cheek as he had been taught. When he did so
he could feel the terribly short hem of his dress rise and he fretted
he was showing his panties. As if to drive that point home he felt his
Mom pat his pantied bottom. "Run along now cupcake."

More than eager to flee this humiliation, Bobbi said his goodbyes. As
he pulled the door open Caroline said, "Bobbi."

Bobbi stopped and turned to his Mom. "Don't forget I'll be checking
your panties right after school for signs of a preemie. I'm sure you
know whats going to happen if I find messy panties don't you cupcake?"

Bobbi visibly cringed that his Mother would talk about such things
around all these kids. Inside he seethed at such treatment. Outside, he
said, "Yes Mommy."

"Good! I would think your little fanny needs a break, so be a good
sissy."

What a horrible day thought Bobbi making his way to the cafeteria.
After a couple of weeks of being 'out' the novelty of a sissy in their
midst had lessened somewhat. Wearing a dress today was almost like
starting all over again. It wasn't like the dress he had on was
anything a real girl would ever wear to school. It was more suited for
a 10 year old girl to begin with. The teasing he endured so far already
was brutal, almost making him cry twice in between classes. His Tinker
Bell band aids and bruised arms did not go un-noticed either. He had
no
idea how to field questions of what happened to him so he made up a
story about falling and as usual when ever someone spoke to him lately,
he kept his answers brief. Sitting in class, on the hard wooden seats,
his bottom hurt from his spankings and from where Brittany had kicked
him.Wearing a dress forced him to keep his knees pressed tightly
together, not a natural act for a boy. Each class for 50 minutes he sat
primly with his knees together, after four periods his legs were
tired.
He had established a routine at lunch, seating at a table in the corner
of the cafeteria where he was less likely to stand out. Grabbing a
coke
to go with his sack lunch Bobbi headed to his table, half way there he
saw Brittany at a table with a bunch of girls holding her arm out and
beckoning him to her with her index finger. Fuck!

"What does she want," Bobbi mumbled to himself. Fuck, I could try
ignoring her but then she'd probably come over to my table anyway.
Shit, shit shit! Bobbi hadn't been looking forward to seeing Brittany
at math class...blushing anew, he reluctantly went to her table.

The giggling group of girls, half of them cheerleaders, took in the
sight before them. What kind of boy would wear such clothes they all
thought, gawd... what a wimp! The sissy boy stood before them nervously
tugging at the hems of his ultra short dress. One of the girls,
Marcia,
couldn't help but stare at his smooth legs and laughingly wondered if
he was wearing panties too.

"Love the bandaids wimp," teased Brittany. "You've got to tell me
Bobbi...why would a seventeen year old boy wear a dress meant for a six
year old girl to school?"

"I-I-I um,..." Bobbi had no explanation.

"I think he looks adorable," chirped in one of the girls at the table.

"I think he's trying to make a statement," laughed another.

"Well...what is it Bobbi, why are you wearing a dress? Did you pick
that dress out yourself?" Brittany asked with a look that told Bobbi he
had better answer.

Bobbi knew his face was beet red standing before this table of girls.
Tottering on his heels and squirming in his panties under this
embarrassing questioning, Bobbi none the less felt his little penis
stir to life. "Um, ah, well my Mom picked it out."

"And why would a boy be wearing a dress?" pressed Brittany.

"Because I'm a, um, a sissy," squeaked Bobbi. God he felt let such and
idiot saying that but he didn't know what else to say.

"You certainly are!" two of the girls said in stereo causing them to
giggle.

"So Sissy...I hear you've been telling people you fell down and that's
how you hurt yourself."

"No, I-I, I mean um..."

"Are you calling me a liar?" Brittany asked threateningly.

"No its not that at all Brittany, I swear," Bobbi said way too
pleadingly for his own liking.

"So you didn't tell Ann you fell on some stairs?"

Shit! Why did he tell her that and thanks for telling Brittany...bitch!
"Its just that, um, I, um..."

"Its just that you didn't want to tell her you got beat up by a girl?"
Brittany asked seriously.

Bobbi wished Brittany didn't have to speak so loudly, he was sure half
the cafateria was listening now. "No Brittany, I-I was in a hurry
and..."

Cutting Bobbi off again, Brittany said, "Whatever. Listen sissy, the
next time someone asks you what happened to your pretty knees and
elbow...well, if I hear about you lying about it, I'm going to kick
your ass... AGAIN. Got it, fruitcake?"

"Ah, yeah, sure Brittany. I-I swear I, ah, didn't mean anything,"
simpered Bobbi feeling like a coward (and looking like one as nervously
clutched the hem of his skirts).

"Whatever. Well, what are you waiting for? Scram wimp," Brittany said
dismissively.

Thoroughly abashed and hating himself for having the inability to stand
up to this...this girl, Bobbi simpered to his lunch spot. He still
hadn't forgotten Brittany's last threat from yesterday. Daintly sitting
down on his sore bottom to eat his lunch, Bobbi pondered how his life
had turned so upside down so quickly. He still harbored thoughts of
returning to a normal boy, but pressing his knees together to protect
his modesty, he wondered how he'd do that...

Later that day in math class Brittany pressed her new found advantage
over Bobbi. Toying with one of Bobbi's dangling earrings while the
teacher was turned the other way she started, "You were just made for
pretty little girl dresses Sissy but I can't see your little panties
today through your cute shorts like I normally can. What color are they
cupcake?"

Yesterdays kick to the balls, still fresh in his mind, Bobbi softly
whispered, "White, with pink hearts."

"Really...how cute! I'd love to see them," teased Brittany. I heard
your Mommy walked you to school today wimp, is that because I kicked
your ass yesterday?"

Every time she spoke, Brittany would lean forward and speak softly into
Bobbi's ear. Although he despised the topic of conversation, it was
driving him mad having such a pretty girl whisper in his ear. His penis
dripped and dripped pre-cum into his panties, making him a nervous
wreck so late in the school day knowing his Mom would be picking him up
soon. Not wanting to invoke Brittany's ire, he answered every
humiliating question.

Walking to the entrance after another thoroughly embarrassing day,
Bobbi moaned inwardly as he saw his Mom waiting for him outside.
Consciously, he immediately started walking as daintily as possible. Oh
how he hated the loud noise his high heels made on the linoleum floor.
While doing so he realized what a wimp he was, but in his mind he was
justified. He just couldn't risk a public bare bottom spanking at
school.

Two boys walking behind Bobbi immediately noticed the change in his
walk and looked at each other at the same time. "Is this kid for real?"
said one. "A real fag," laughed his friend.

"Hi Mommy," squealed Bobbi before giving her a girlish kiss and hug.

"How's my pretty little cupcake?" enthused Caroline. Dressed herself in
jeans and a cute white blouse, Caroline amusingly thought Bobbi must
be
the most daintily dressed kid in school today, boy or girl.

"I'm fine Mommy," Bobbi said wishing they could just get out of here.
He knew plenty of kids were watching his childish behavior. It was
impossible to ignore the giggling and laughter. Moments like these he
seemed to feel the elastic of his panties, the pull of his training
bra, his dangly earrings all like he was wearing them for the first
time.

Adjusting Bobbi dress and hair, Caroline asked, "Were you a perfect
angel today like you promised Mommy?"

"Oh yes Mommy," trilled Bobbi.

"What the fuck! Are we in kindergarden?" laughed a jock to his friend.

Caroline saw Bobbi blush an even deeper shade of red as they both
overheard the boy. "Just ignore those mean boys sweetie," she whispered
into his ear while patting his bottom. "I think you look adorable in
your pretty dress and I love it that we are so close now. Don't you
cupcake?"

"Yes Mommy," lied Bobbi.

Taking Bobbi's hand she started to lead him to the car, "I hope you
didn't do anything naughty in your panties Bobbi, I'll be checking them
as soon as we get home."

Shit, I didn't cum in them but I've been leaking pre-cum in them all
day. He knew the gusset of his panties was fairly wet, he could feel
the wetness. Fuck, how do I explain this? Does she even know the
difference between cum and pre-cum. She must he thought, shes a Mom for
crying out loud. What really bothered Bobbi as he worried about his
wet
panties was that he even had to have his panties checked. What 17 year
old boy has to have his panties inspected by his Mommy, WAIT he
ruefully thought. What 17 year old boy has to wear stupid girls panties
in the first place? As these thoughts swirled through his head and he
felt his hand in his Mom's, there was only one good thing about this
new routine. At least Brittany or some other kid wouldn't be able to
beat him up now, for that he was thankful. Never did it cross his mind
that only a sissy would need his Mommy to protect him from getting beat
up by a cheerleader.

On the short drive home Caroline had inquired if Bobbi had run into the
girl who beat him up. Extremely uncomfortable talking about anything
to
do with Brittany, Bobbi did his best to keep his answeres brief. Not
wanting her to get any more involved in the matter, he assured her that
they had spoken and there was no problem. In reality, Bobbi was scared
as ever of Brittany, but he wasn't going to tell his Mom that or
anyone
else for that matter.

Back at home Caroline had Bobbi hold his skirts up while she lowered
his little panties. "Young man these panties are awfully wet. Did you
have a preemie today, I can't believe you. After all our talks,
apparently you like getting spanked mister."

Still holding his skirts up by his chest and his panties around his
knees, Bobbi began pleading with tears in his eyes. "No Mommy I swear I
didn't have a pree... I mean an accident. Please I swear! My, my
panties are wet because of, um, um, because I was, um, er, I was kinda
excited. But I swear I never, I mean I didn't have an accident...please
Mommy you have to believe me."

"And just what were you so excited about?"

His exposed penis as small as it could get, Bobbi's bottom lip quivered
as he thought how to answer that question. "It's just that there are
so
many, um, ah pretty girls at school and..."

"GIRLS! You have a boyfriend and I've seen you in action Bobbi. Don't
lie to me and tell me you were looking at girls and getting excited,"
threatened Caroline.

Willing to humiliate himself to avoid a spanking, Bobbi did just that.
"I'm sorry Mommy. It's just that it's so embarrassing, I mean,
um...well, ah, there's this really cute guy in English and..."

"I've heard enough," interrupted Caroline. Disgusting! Now you're
daydreaming in class about kissing boys and whatever else you do with
boys. Really Bobbi! You should be ashamed of yourself, how do you
expect to graduate when you spend all your time in school daydreaming
about boys?"

"But Mommy..."

"No buts young man, I'm not interested in your little lies. Just like
Candy said, the proofs in your panties." Pulling Bobbi's wet panties
back up, Caroline said, "Since you seem to like wet panties so much,
you can keep these on while you sit at the kitchen table and write one
hundred times. I promise not to lie to my Mommy."


"Yes Mommy," Bobbi dutifully replied. Fuck, that totally backfired.


Later that night while their Mom was in her room Candy had teased Bobbi
about needing his "Mommy's" protection. "Sorry I missed it cream puff
but I'm sure all your little friends thought it was cute that your
Mommy walked you to school today. Really Tinker Belle, you're just
turning into the most perfect pansy ever. Don't you just love it!"
Candy loved pushing Bobbi. She knew darn well he did not love it but he
was too scared of her to fight back. Oh how she loved that an older
boy
was scared of her, oh it just made her panties so wet...

Wednesday Bobbi was relieved not to be wearing a dress. He seriously
hoped that was a one time deal. Both the dresses he now reluctantly
owned were ridiculously short and juvenile. All day long yesterday it
had been a struggle to keep his panties hidden. No, I don't like the
outfit I have on today but it beats wearing a fucking dress Bobbi
thought while sitting in the lunchroom. Today's outfit consisted of a
sheer white blouse with big puffy short sleeves that made his shoulders
look huge and his arms tiny. The blouse was sheer enough that his
white
training bra was clearly visable. Under the peter pan collar sat a
ridiculous pink nylon scarf tied in a big bow. Of course the blouse
buttoned in the back. He doubted whether he could have put it on
himself but that was a moot point with his Mom dressing him every day
now. One thing he did know, it wasn't coming off without someones help,
no way in the world could he undo all those dainty pearl buttons.

A pair of back zip pink cotton short shorts covered his polka dot
panties. On his waist was a skinny white belt with a big heart buckle.
On his feet, pink pumps. Today he had his little Tinker Bell purse and
still sported his Tinker Bell band-aids. Eating his yogurt, the big bow
under his chin constantly getting in his way as he brought his spoon to
his mouth, Bobbi again wondered how girls wore such clothes. So lost
in
his thoughts he didn't see Prissy and Rebecca approaching him until
they sat at his table startling him.

"Did we scare you Bobbi," laughed Prissy.

"Ah, um, no, I-I was just, ah, thinking about something," Bobbi
truthfully replied.

"I love your little outfit Bobbi. Is pink your favorite color honey?"
giggled Rebecca.

"Ah, not really."

"Bobbi! Look at your arms, they are all bruised and from your cute
bandaids it looks like you hurt your knees too. What happened?" Prissy
exclaimed loudly.

Bobbi had seen Brittany earlier when he entered the cafateria, blushing
ten shades of red he quietly said, "Um, ah, I-I, kind of got into a
fight."

"YOU! In a fight? That's a laugh, you couldn't even beat me or Rebecca
at arm wrestling. It doesn't look like you faired too well cupcake.
Who
did you get into a fight with," demanded Prissy.

Blushing even redder, Bobbi squeaked, "This, ah, girl from my math
class."

"A girl," Prissy and Rebecca both said in unison with big smiles on
their pretty faces. "I thought you knew better than to mess with the
superior sex," Prissy giggled. Both she and Rebecca already heard about
Bobbi's fight, thanks to Candy, but neither could turn up the chance
to
tease him about it.

"What girl? What is her name?" asked Rebecca.

On and on it went until they apparently had gleamed enough humiliating
details about his ass kicking. Bobbi had been thoroughly embarrassed
the whole time. Now as he watched the pretty girls walk away he was
filled with something else, lust! It embarrassed and frustrated Bobbi
to no end that even if he wasn't dressed as he was and he had the
chance, he knew without doubt that he could never seek the pleasures he
so desperately sought with such hotties. For as attracted to girls as
he was, he knew his tiny penis and premature ejaculations were not
exactly what girls were looking for. Watching Prissy's hot ass sway in
her short pleated mini-skirt Bobbi dreamily thought of the time he got
to kiss her panties. Not realizing it, his own panties started to
dampen.

Another school day finished, Bobbi thankfully walked to the door to
meet his Mom. He was stunned when he found Miles waiting for him
instead.

"Hi cupcake. Don't you look cute today, ummm, yummy. Come over here
baby," beckoned Miles.

What, why? Why is Miles here at my school fretted Bobbi as he
desperately looked around to see who was watching him. Stepping over to
Miles he stuttered, "U-u-uh, o-oh hi Miles. I-I-I uh, wasn't ah,
expecting you."

"I know cupcake, you were expecting your Mommy but she had business and
your sister gave me a call. I know all about you getting beat up,
don't
worry sissy I'll protect you," chuckled Miles as he took Bobbi in his
arms. Miles moved Bobbi's hands so there were around his neck. Placing
his own hands on Bobbi's bottom he pulled him close and pressed his
lips to his. As Bobbi let out a little gasp Miles used the opportunity
to rape his mouth with his tongue.

The plethora of kids passing by watched with disgust and humor, the two
boys French kissing on the school steps.

Before Bobbi had a chance to react he found himself in Miles strong
arms with his tongue rammed down his throat. Once again his body
betrayed his mind. His penis was already throbbing from the stimulation
of being kissed and Miles hands groping his pantied bottom. Miles had
an inseperable hold on his bottom and when he pulled Bobbi tight he
felt his penis grind against Miles thigh. Bobbi desperately pushed his
bottom away from Miles which only made it look like he was humping
Miles leg to the onlookers. To Bobbi's great relief Miles broke the
passionate kiss before he orgasmed in his panties.

To his horror, Miles lead him to the parking lot with his arm passively
wrapped around his waist. His throbbing penis made an obvious lump in
his shorts and worse, Bobbi knew there had to be a wet spot because he
could feel his panties were soaked with pre-cum. What a nightmare, now
everyone would know he was the feminine half of an all male couple,
fuck! Why did Miles have to show up here he thought as they stopped at
his...motorcycle!

Three girls walked right by Bobbi and Miles. "OMG, did you see the
fruit cakes shorts," said the most vocal of the three.

A group of seniors hanging out in the parking lot watched the two boys
mount the Harley Davidson Softail and drive away. "Gee..I wonder who's
the pitcher and who's the catcher," one said sarcastically causing all
to laugh.

Mortified at his public display of affection with another male and the
resulting 'tent' in his shorts, Bobbi found himself hanging on for dear
life as Miles drove his bike. He'd never been on a motorcycle before
and he was scared, especially when they went around corners. Miles had
insisted on taking him for a spin before dropping him off at home.
Pulling up to a light Bobbi was seated as close as he possibly could to
Miles, mostly from shear necessity. His belly against Miles's back and
his arms around his waist they came to a stop. Looking to his right he
saw that the young men in the car next to them were checking him out
closely. Turning away before he saw their amused reactions, Bobbi
buried his face in Miles's back wishing the light would turn green. He
quickly decided he didn't like motorcycles at all. Besides being
terrified of an accident he felt like he was in a fish bowl.

Peaking through the front window Candy watched Miles pull into the
driveway. Her Mom wouldn't be home for a couple of hours and she had
been waiting for just such a moment since Sunday. Wearing a pair of
pink spandex short shorts and a white top that said Girl Power and
showed off her ample breasts, she was ready. Watching the reluctant
fairy makeout with Miles was getting her excited and making her
impatient, but she could wait.

Twenty minutes later Candy sat high on Bobbi's chest in a tight
schoolgirl pin. She had her crotch pressed tight against Bobbi's chin
keeping his head plastered to the floor. Her knees pinned his skinny
arms freeing hers and leaving her weakling step-brother trapped and
helpless. Starring down into his trapped face framed by her smooth
thighs she told the sobbing boy, "Again, say it again tough guy."

"Mmm, my little sis... sister just kicked my ass and I'm a...a pussy."

"That's right Tinker Belle you're a pussy and if you EVER try another
stunt like Sunday this beat down will seem like a picnic." Leaning
down close to his face she hissed, "Got it sissy?" She could feel her
panties dampen as Bobbi whimpered, "Ye, yes Miss Candy."

God she loved this Candy thought as she sat on her conquered prey. She
knew nothing could be more humiliating for a boy than to be schoolgirl
pinned by a younger girl. Taking the scrunchy from her wrist she put her
long hair up in a ponytail reveling in Bobbi's moaning beneath her
crushing knees. Hearing her phone ring she reached over to pick it up
while still sitting on Bobbi. Answering it she squeezed her thighs
tight against Bobbi's head to keep him from hearing her conversation.