Pretty Humiliating Part 5

By: littleone

Bobbi was infuriated, trapped as he was and unable to extricate himself. His
head was held completely immobile, Candy had scooted so far up on his chest that
she was half sitting on his neck. Her sex was mashed against Bobbi's throat and
chin forcing his head flat against the carpeted floor. He could feel Candy's
smooth thighs squeezing his head tightly. He didn't know how long she had been
on the phone but it seemed liked hours to Bobbi. Pinned like he was, his vision
was filled with Candy, from her flat stomach up to her tiny t-shirt with the
taunting "Girl Power" written across the chest all the way to her pretty face
and smug eyes which he avoided. Currently she chatted away on the phone
completely ignoring him as if he wasn't there. Occasionally she would wiggle her
butt around and grind her crotch into his chin even harder causing him to
involuntarily whimper. With her thighs so tight against his head and ears Bobbi
could not make out a word she was saying. A couple of times he could see her
giggling madly and during one fit she had tweaked his nose and said something to
him but he couldn't hear what it was she said.
Still rattled from his first motorcycle ride and the embarrassment of Miles
picking him up from school, not to mention making out with another boy in front
of who knows who, Bobbi knew it was not a good sign when he walked in and saw
what Candy was wearing and the look on her face. Immediately she was all over
him about "the little stunt" he tried pulling last Sunday morning. He had tried
desperately (to his acute shame) to talk his way out of trouble. Candy was
having none of it. Still unwilling to submit to his little sister he had fought
his best when it became physical. Full of anger himself, he fought with his all,
which made the position he currently was in hurt much more than physically.
Looking up at Candy chatting away on the phone, Bobbi pleaded, "Please Miss
Candy my arms are numb..."
Not even acknowledging he spoke Candy went right on talking. "Umm, Miss Candy,
please," Bobbi weakly begged again.
"Hang on a sec Becca," Candy told her friend. Reaching behind her she grabbed
what she had placed just for this moment. Looking down into her trapped step
brothers face she sneered, "You like making people eat disgusting things, SO DO
I!!!!" With that she stuffed a very, very messy used Kotex pad into his mouth.
"That should keep you quiet," she giggled patting his bulging cheek and
relishing the horrified look on his face.
"You fucking bitch!" mumbled Bobbi through the pad, although it came out much
more garbled than that.
Garbled or not Candy understood what he said. She simply reached behind her and
squeezed Bobbi's little balls viciously causing him to squirm like a mad man.
Still talking to Rebecca she looked down into Bobbi's eyes. Tears had started to
fall and his mascara was running down the sides of his face. "You got anything
else to say sissy," she hissed interrupting her conversation. Bobbi mumbled
something unintelligible through the pad stuffed into his mouth but the look on
his face told her he got the message. "Umph, I thought so....wimp," she added.
Of all the indignities he had suffered lately, he couldn't think of anything
more disgusting or humiliating than to have a used feminine napkin stuffed into
your mouth. His arms numb and his balls stinging, he could do nothing but lay
there helpless with whomever's pad stuffed into his mouth. More than hear, he
saw Candy finish talking to whoever she was talking to and set down her cell
phone. Bobbi hated that she was talking to someone while he was pinned beneath
her and cringed every time she started giggling during her conversation sure it
was about him. Not knowing who she was talking too only made it worse. Every
once in awhile she looked down at him, straight into his eyes with a smirk on
her face that that caused him to blush and blush. Oh how he'd like to wipe that
smirk off her face....
With relief he finally felt Candy spread her legs, the rush of air on his ears
felt so good and his hearing was restored. Candy had her hands on her hips and
was staring down at him, "Guess what cupcake?"
Still humiliated beyond belief to have a used feminine napkin stuffed into his
mouth, Bobbi could only mumble and plead with his eyes.
"What's that pussy? I can't understand you. Oh poor baby, you don't look so
happy brother dear. Then let this be a lesson little fairy. Believe me, IF you
EVER try messing with me again...you WILL NOT like what happens. Am I making
myself clear?" Candy asked leaning down into his face.
"Umm, yeth, pleathhh...Mthh...."
"I'll take that as a yes. You stupid little panty boy...I really can't believe
you tried to put your nasty sissy cream in my eggs. That didn't turn out so well
for you though did it?" Candy said while reaching behind her and patting the
side of Bobbi's bottom.
Bobbi wanted to tell her to fuck off and to get her fat cow ass off him. But
lying there, trapped under Candy with a used Kotex stuffed into his mouth...he
knew better. No matter what anybody else thought though, he was still a boy and
it crushed his male ego to know in his heart he tried to fight Candy as hard as
he could and still he ended up pinned beneath her yet again. "Pleath Mith Candy,
pleath can you pleath tamke oumt..."
Giggling, Candy said, "Really Tinker Bell, I can't understand a word you're
saying with that napkin in your pretty mouth. Do you want me to take it out
sissy?"
"Pleath," Bobbi pleaded, with his eyes also.
"On one condition Kotex boy, as soon as I take it out I want to hear your best
apology and a promise that you will NEVER consider such an act EVER again. If
I'm not happy with your apology, the pad goes right back in. Understand?"
threatened Candy.
"Yeth," he mumbled through the disgusting pad literally stuffed into his mouth.
Smiling gaily, Candy slowly extracted the used Kotex pad from Bobbi's mouth. As
soon as the pad was out of his mouth Bobbi started sputtering and almost
spitting, quickly replaced by the subconscious need to lick the yucky discharge
from his lips which caused Candy to giggle and ask, "Taste good Kotex boy?"
Placing her hands back on her hips and looking down into Bobbi's trapped eyes
she prompted, "Well......."
Instinctively, Bobbi knew the sooner he submitted, as much as he hated to, the
sooner he might be able to wash and rinse his mouth. "Please Miss Candy, you
can't believe how sorry I am...I-I'm really serious...I mean it. Honest...um, I
don't know what I was thinking. It was stupid and I swear I'll never ever even
think of such a thing ever again...I promise."
I'll bet Kotex boy Candy giggled to herself. Looking down at Bobbi's beet red
face from embarrassment caused her panties to dampen even more. Subconsciously
she squirmed atop her captured victim grinding her feminine mound against
Bobbi's chin.
Squeaking out his apology, Bobbi couldn't help but feel Candy grinding on his
chin and neck, the fucking cunt he thought. Oh what he wouldn't give to rub his
cock all over her stupid face, yeah he thought, that would for sure wipe that
smug look off her face.
Once the wimp had finished his apology, which was longer and more embarrassing
than necessary thanks to Candy's prompting, she pinched his captured cheek and
stated, "That was sweet cream puff. But sadly, well for you anyway, there has to
be consequences for our actions, right. Something I've been trying to teach you.
But boys can be so stupid, isn't that right?"
Looking up at Candy, Bobbi could see she was expecting a reply. "Uh, um yes Miss
Candy," Bobbi answered hating that he could not defend the male sex better and
not liking where this conversation was going.
"Yes Miss Candy," she mocked him from her imperial position. "I would have
thought being a boy and wearing a used Kotex everyday would have taught you
something about consequences but I can see now how wrong I was."
Terrified at where Candy might be going with all this and with genuine remorse
Bobbi stuttered, "No, no I'm really sorr...." but stopped talking upon seeing
Candy reach for the used Kotex still lying by his head.
"It's not polite for sissies to interrupt their superiors is it Tinker Belle?"
Candy asked setting the used pad back down, triumphantly knowing she had made
her point.
"No Ma'am, I'm sorry it won't happen again," Bobbi simpered, not wanting that
used pad back in his mouth. Yuck! He could still taste the feminine discharge in
his mouth.
"I hope not...for your sake, boy. Now where was I before you rudely interrupted
me. Oh yeah...consequences! Well like I was saying, I would have thought being a
boy and having to wear a used Kotex every day would have hopefully taught you
something about consequences. After that stupid stunt you tried last Sunday I
can see more um, permanent measures are required. Sooooo, guess what cutie?
Since you're already sucking cock, I thought a slut like you would love a tramp
stamp. I'm right aren't I," Candy asked looking directly into Bobbi's eyes,
daring him to disagree.
No fucking way I'm getting a tramp stamp Bobbi thought. He knew Candy was
speaking of a lower back tattoo, to be politically correct that is. Either way
there was no way he wanted one. He had seen girls with them, pretty butterfly's,
flowers or hearts. He had always thought they looked hot on girls...but NOT on
him. Although he hated the two tattoos he currently had he could almost forget
about them at times. They were easily hid but a tramp stamp, everyone would see
that especially with all the crop tops he had. "Miss Candy I don't think, um, I
mean couldn't you um, come up with something..."
That was as far as Bobbi got before he found Candy stuffing the used Kotex back
into his mouth, much to his dismay.
"Wrong answer stupid boy," Candy said after stuffing the used Kotex back into
Bobbi's mouth. She was still plenty mad about Bobbi trying to spike her eggs
with his disgusting discharge. We will see who eats what. "Let's get one thing
straight, the consequences for your stupid actions are NOT negotiable. You still
fail to realize that what I say goes! To put it simply, so even you can
understand, I'm the boss of you and you do what I tell you to whether you like
it or not." Placing her hands back on her hips and still grinding on his neck
and chin Candy was excruciatingly close to orgasm as she laid down the law to
Bobbi, a boy, an OLDER boy! The high she got from dominating boys was
insatiable.
Interrupted from her lecture and near orgasm by the sound of the doorbell, Candy
shouted out, "Come in." Immediately she felt Bobbi start to squirm and attempt
to escape. She simply leaned forward centering her weight over Bobbi's head
rendering his wild bucking and squirming useless. With his arms held high above
his head and firmly pinned under Candy's knees she knew he was going nowhere
until she let him.
Walking into the living room Rebecca immediately started giggling as she took in
the scene before her. She knew what to expect from her very recent conversation
with Candy but still! Candy was sitting very high on Bobbi's chest and had his
arms pinned beneath her knees. He was bucking and squirming like a trapped
animal and mumbling something unintelligible through the used Kotex stuffed into
his mouth. For all his squirming and bucking he was apparently going nowhere as
Candy seemed to have no problem riding out his bucking. He was obviously not
happy that she was here to witness the goings on. Too bad she thought to
herself, not my problem. "What's going on here?" Rebecca asked in mock
seriousness. "Have you guy's been fighting again?"
"Hi Becca," Candy greeted her BFF. "Not much of a fight, more like an ass
kicking," she giggled.
His face beet red from exertion and embarrassment, Bobbi slowly stopped trying
to escape from Candy. Why? Why did Rebecca have to be here?
Walking up to Candy and Bobbi, Rebecca leaned down and patted Bobbi's bulging
cheek while saying, "Oh you poor boy, getting beat up again and so soon after
Brittany kicked your ass. You really should think about staying out of fights
with the superior sex don't you think Tinker Bell?"
Literally embarrassed to tears, Bobbi started crying he was so humiliated. Both
girls noticed the tears instantly. "Oh I'm sorry cupcake, did I make you cry?"
Rebecca asked sarcastically.
Ashamed and embarrassed beyond belief, Bobbi shut his eyes but not before taking
in the sight of Rebecca leaning down over his face. As she had taunted him and
patted his cheek he could not help but smell her intoxicating perfume nor notice
her pretty face, her long hair up in a high ponytail. She was wearing a pair of
skinny jeans that were impossibly tight, on first seeing her, his gaze was drawn
up her legs to her feminine crotch incased in the skin tight jeans. Pink high
heeled sandals and a short pink sweater that showed off her perfectly flat
stomach and ample breasts caused poor Bobbi's penis to stir even under these
mortifyingly embarrassing circumstances.
"Have a seat Becca, Bobbi was just telling me how desperate he is to get a tramp
stamp."
"Really," giggled Rebecca. "Doesn't look he can say much."
"Well, he's also learning all about consequences, isn't that right Kotex boy?"
Candy said looking directly at Bobbi while pinching his check hard forcing his
eyes to open.
"Kotex boy," Rebecca laughed.
Helplessly trapped, fresh tears rolling down his face from Candy's hard pinch to
his cheek and mortified at Rebecca's presence, Bobbi very reluctantly nodded his
head yes in agreement to Candy. She was staring at him, waiting for his
acknowledgement, daring him to disagree...he knew.
"There now, that wasn't so hard to admit was it Tinker Bell? Gosh, boys can be
sooo dense sometimes," Candy said looking over to her best friend.
Rebecca returned Candy's smile and nodded in agreement, thoroughly enjoying the
show and excited at where it was going.
"Now Kotex boy, let's take that disgusting thing out of your mouth and you can
tell me and Rebecca just how much you want a pretty tramp stamp. That's what you
want, isn't it?" Candy asked, hands on her hips leaning down looking directly
into Bobbi's eyes.
His field of vision filled with the taunting words "Girl Power" stretched tight
over Candy's top, Bobbi slowly nodded his head in agreement. He had a hollow pit
in his stomach and his initial excitement at seeing Rebecca in her skinny jeans
had completely waned. Uber humiliated, his already tiny penis had shriveled up
to less than an inch in length.
Close to orgasm again, Candy slowly extracted the used Kotex from Bobbi's mouth.
"Yuck...how gross," snickered Rebecca on seeing the used Kotex pulled from
Bobbi's mouth. She was sitting above Bobbi's head now. He couldn't see her but
she could see him and from her chair she could look directly at Candy.
Her words stung him deeply. Oh how he hated that Rebecca was here. Her presence
amped up his humiliation a thousand times. It was one thing to humiliate himself
in front of Candy, but having her best friend here was excruciating painful. Not
wanting the used pad back in his mouth and knowing he had but one way out of
this predicament, yet not having a clue what to say, Bobbi started simpering
regardless on seeing the look on Candy's face, "Please Miss Candy, I-I, um have
always wanted to get a, a lower back tattoo. I've seen them on girls and, um I
think they are really sexy...
Rebecca started giggling madly as soon as Bobbi said "sexy" causing him to
pause.
Blushing even harder from Rebecca's giggling Bobbi carried on... "and pretty.
But I'm just not sure Mom, um I mean Mommy (corrected Bobbi on seeing Candy's
raised eyebrow at the word Mom) will approve." Bobbi thought of that at the last
second, he was proud of that and maybe, just maybe it was a cleaver way to back
out of getting the tattoo.
"No problem creampuff, I'll convince Mom but you're going to owe me."
Bobbi groaned at how easily things backfired on him. Candy seemed to constantly
outwit him, maybe he was just a dumb boy he sadly thought.
"I would have NEVER guessed you secretly wanted a tramp stamp Bobbi...what a
slut," Rebecca laughed uncontrollably.
"You don't know the half of it Becca, I know for fact he loves sucking cock and
he even swallows."
"Ewww groooosssss, what a slut! I guess a tramp stamp is perfect for you
then...Kotex boy," snickered Rebecca.
"This is just so exciting Bobbi, I know, I'll call Chrissy right now and see if
she can fit you in tonight. Do you know what kind you want?" Candy said while
clapping her hands in excitement.
"Uh, but what about Mom, Mommy," squeaked Bobbi desperately trying to stall.
"Don't worry about that little girl, you need to be worrying about what kind of
tramp stamp you're going to get. I mean obviously if you want one so badly you
have thought about what kind, right? Or are you as big of a bimbo as I think you
are?" teased Candy.
"Yes, I-I mean no, I mean um, I'm not exactly sure, I mean there are so many
pretty ones to choose from and..."
"Oh don't worry sissy, I'm sure me and Rebecca can help you pick out
something...pretty. Isn't that right Becca?"
"Absolutely, why don't I go look on the web for something and you can call
Chrissy," replied Rebecca.
Rebecca disappeared into Candy's room and her computer while Candy phoned the
tattoo shop. The second Rebecca left the room Bobbi started complaining about
his arms or tried to that is. Before he got two words out he felt Candy lift and
scoot up. To his utter disbelief she was suddenly sitting on his face,
literally!!!
That should shut him up Candy laughingly thought to herself. Waiting for an
answer Candy started to grind her pussy on Bobbi's mouth and nose.
"Hello, Classic Tattoo, this is Chrissy, how can I help you?" Hanging up the
phone a couple of minutes later Chrissy couldn't help but giggle. This Bobbi kid
had to be the biggest fairy she had ever heard of. This would be a fun job,
being female in a male dominated world she was only too happy to help put this
boy in his place. Besides, what difference did it make to her how much of a
sissy he was. Still, even she had never heard of a boy with a tramp stamp not to
mention a belly ring!
Shuddering from the best orgasm of her life, Candy slowly slid back off of Bobbi
giggling at the look on his face. He was wide eyed and his face was soaked with
her feminine juices. Glancing at her shorts she was amazed at how wet they were.
Resuming her tight pin she put her hands back on her hips and stared into
Bobbi's eyes. After a long moment she simply said, "Deal with it panty boy."
Seconds later Rebecca came bounding back into the living room. "OMG I found the
cutest tramp stamp." Handing a piece of paper to Candy she breathlessly asked,
"What do you think Cand?"
"OH-my-God...how cute," Candy exclaimed. Rebecca had printed out the tattoo. It
was a Hello Kitty tattoo.

"Oh Becca it's just perfect, I love it and I know Tinker Bell will too!" gushed
Candy. "Oh my gosh, I just thought of this, a pussy tramp stamp for a pussy."
Both girls burst into mad giggling the way only girls can.
His face still wet with Candy's juices Bobbi could only squirm in his panties
wishing the ground would open up and swallow him.
Noticing Candy's soaked shorts and Bobbi's slick face Rebecca put one and one
together. Teasingly she asked Bobbi, "What happened to your face cupcake, it's
all wet, where you crying again baby?"
"He was just experiencing a little Girl Power weren't you Kotex boy," Candy said
patting his cheek. Both girls giggled at Bobbi's embarrassed silence.
"He's not very talkative," commented Rebecca.
"They never are once they experience Girl Power Becca."
"I still can't believe Bobbi's always wanted a tramp stamp, shocking really.
Wait until I tell everyone at school what a slut he is."
Still trapped under Candy, Bobbi whimpered at hearing that.
Continuing on Rebecca said, "I've never heard of a boy with a belly ring and
tramp stamp, let alone a Tinker Bell tattoo."
"Well he's not really a boy Rebecca, he's more like, um, a sissy."
"Well if he's not a boy, how come he has a boy name?"
"Good question Becca. Actually he told me he wants to change his name, you know
since he 'came out' and everything."
"I-I," Bobbi started but stopped on seeing Candy's expression.
"Like I was saying," Candy said looking back at Rebecca. "Bobbi confided in me
shortly after he came out but he can't decide on which name he likes best."
"What are his choices?"
"You're not going to believe this Rebecca," giggled Candy.
"I'm sure I won't," Rebecca replied gleefully taking the bait.
Poor Bobbi just wished he could die. His face still wet with Candy's feminine
juices and the taste of the used Kotex fresh in his mouth, he could only lay
there trapped under Candy and take the abuse. It was just killing him that
Rebecca was here to witness Candy's total domination of him. He would have never
admitted it to himself before but lying on his back, Candy's smooth thighs
rubbing the sides of his face, he was forced to admit it now. Girl Power was a
very real thing to him and he was scared of it!
"Well it was just sooooo cute when he told me. He was so embarrassed he had to
write the names down on a piece of paper. Isn't that right Kotex boy," Candy
asked turning her attention to Bobbi.
Bobbi instinctively knew that he'd have the used pad back in his mouth if he
didn't 'play the game'. Shyly and with great reluctance he nodded his head in
the affirmative.
"See, I told you. The poor boy, he was so embarrassed, I can't blame him really.
Society doesn't really understand sissies and their desire to be as girlish as
possible. Even I never suspected macho man really wanted to wear pretty panties
and even wanted to be called the most embarrassing names imaginable."
"Such as...." Rebecca prompted looking right at Bobbi who quickly averted her
stare.
"Sissy, Pansy or Muffy, if you can believe that!"
"Muffy....?" Rebecca giggled over and over, her sides hurting. "OMG Bobbi, what
a fruitcake!"
His bottom lip quivering, Bobbi wondered frantically how he could get out of
this nightmare. "Muffy," where did she come up with that? He couldn't fathom
having any of the names, but Muffy...please no.
Sitting now at the top of Bobbi's trapped head, Rebecca looked down into his
puppy eyes and asked, "Bobbi, I mean Muffy," and started giggling madly again
before she regained her composure and asked the wimp. "So Muffy doll, what do
you think of the adorable Hello Kitty tattoo I found for you? Isn't it the
cutest thing ever?"
Bobbi wanted to argue he didn't pick the name Muffy yet, fuck! He didn't pick
any of them. Looking up at Rebecca's pretty upside down face he subconsciously
licked his pink lips while starring at her own creamy pink lips. In his confused
humiliation he squeaked, "It is really cute Rebecca." God he sounded like a fag
saying that Bobbi thought immediately to himself. In his humiliated mind, he
thought, but Rebecca's so pretty and the tattoo is kind of cute...FUCK! Stop
that kind of thinking you fag he scolded himself.
"I knew you'd love it Pansy," Rebecca smiled enjoying playing with his names.
"What do you say Sissy," Candy asked jumping in.
"Uh, um, thank you Rebecca?" Bobbi said more like a question.
"No problem Muffin," Rebecca said and leaned down and kissed his forehead.
"You'll look just precious with your cute new tramp stamp, I bet you can't wait
to show it to your boyfriend."
Bobbi could feel his face blush anew at the word "boyfriend". Rebecca was sooooo
pretty, oh how he wanted to kiss her creamy pink lips...Oh how he hated that she
thought he liked boys.
"I-I, um don't..."
"Please Sissy, with the way you and Miles were making out earlier today I'll bet
you're dying to bend over for him once you get it to show it off," Candy
interrupted, then as an afterthought added, "Slut."
Both girls giggled anew at that. Bobbi just blushed harder if possible.
Candy could tell from the way Bobbi was squirming that his skinny little wimp
arms hurt, Taking pity on him she removed her knees from his arms hardly worried
about the weakling causing any trouble with them free. "Well cupcake, I think
you should run along and wash up for your pretty appointment. While you're doing
that I suggest you finalize your new name choice. That should hopefully help
with your understanding of consequences... boy."
Candy still astride him, Bobbi weakly lifted his numb arms and rubbed his skinny
biceps while saying, "Yes Miss Candy." Please just get off of me you fat cow he
didn't say. For the moment he wasn't too worried about a name change, he didn't
see how she could do that. What he didn't know was that his Mom already had a
lawyer set up for just such a change.
Rebecca watched Bobbi shakily get to his high heeled feet once Candy dismounted.
His hair, face, big bow and blouse were a mess. Gosh that had been exciting, the
whole time she wished she was the one riding the wimp. She would have to talk to
Candy about that and see what could be 'arranged'.
Before he was allowed to retire to his 'boudoir' and freshen his makeup he had
to give Candy a respectful curtsey. An act that boys aren't supposed to perform,
let alone to their little sisters. Bobbi despised curtsies, such a stupid prissy
thing. Every time he did one he felt like a total pussy, today was no different
and Rebecca was there to witness it to boot.
As soon as Bobbi was out of ear shoot Rebecca gushed, "Oh my God Candy, you
totally own him! I thought the little fairy was going to start crying when you
made him curtsey to you," she laughed mocking his timid curtsey by performing
one of her own causing both girls to giggle. "I thought I was going to pee my
panties when you said Muffy. No way is he going to choose Sissy or Pansy. "
"I know Becca, that's exactly what I thought. The wimp will be forced to pick
Muffy, can you imagine being a boy named Muffy?"
"I don't think Mr. Macho is going to like that, he didn't look too happy about
his tramp stamp either. God I can't wait to see that Hello Kitty tramp stamp on
the sissy."
"Me either. I didn't know what I was going to make him get but you couldn't have
picked a more perfect one," Candy said high fiving her BFF.
"I bet the wimp thinks twice about fucking with you again," laughed Rebecca.
"Girl Power," Candy proudly exclaimed high fiving Rebecca again. Both girls
headed to Candy's room still talking a million miles a minute. Candy needed to
freshen up also.
Back in his bathroom Bobbi finished washing up. The first thing he did on
entering his bathroom was to wash his mouth out, repeatedly. He could wash the
taste out but he could not wash out the humiliation of having a used Kotex
stuffed into his mouth by his little sister. While brushing his teeth he was
reminded of his own wet and messy pad between his legs. Shamefully he knew he'd
think twice before messing with her again. As pissed as he was, he wasn't going
to dare fuck with her. Not after what she just did to him. Already his mind was
trying to block out the memory of Candy riding his face to, to orgasm. Oh the
fucking bitch.
Reapplying his makeup, only because he knew he had better, he thought, not just
yet anyway, but somehow, some way, she's going to get hers...
Strolling into his room like they owned it, Bobbi watched the two giggling girls
enter his room. Candy had changed into a pair of body hugging skinny jeans just
like Rebecca's but she still had on her 'Girl Power' T-shirt. "All ready big
brother?"
Going to get a Hello Kitty tramp stamp that he just did not want, Bobbi hardly
wanted to be reminded he was the 'big brother' or supposed to be he ruefully
thought. "Uh, what about Mommy?"
"Sheeez, don't be such a little girl Bobbi. I called Mom while you were making
yourself pretty again," Candy said putting her hand out and holding it limply
while saying, "making yourself pretty again". "Grab your purse and let's get
going, you can tell me and Rebecca all about what name you picked on the way."
Before they all stepped out of his room Rebecca walked up to Bobbi and starting
fussing with the big pink bow under his chin. "Here cupcake let me fix your
pretty bow, I think it got all messed when Candy beat you up," she teased.
Her words stung but her proximity excited. She was so pretty and her perfume so
intoxicating. Bobbi turned his embarrassed eyes away from hers and settled on
her oh so firm breasts. As he submissively stood there while she fixed his
stupid bow Bobbi felt his penis stir to life. By the time she patted his
tattooed and pantied bottom (much to his shock) and said, "All done sweetie," he
had a raging hardon rubbing against the messy pad between his legs.
"Let's go girls," Candy proclaimed and the three were off.
"Cheer up Muffin, you're going to look adorable with your tramp stamp," offered
Rebecca as Bobbi climbed into the back seat of her car.
"We are going to have to get you oodles of crop tops so you can show it off,"
Candy added. As usual, Bobbi had no reply. Meek and mild Muffy, just like
Rebecca had said back in Candy's room.
"So have you decided what you want to change your name to Bobbi honey? I just
think your choices are precious and a perfect idea since you know...you 'came
out' and everything. Don't you agree Candy?" Rebecca asked.
"Definitely, Bobbi's hardly a fitting name for such... a pansy."
Inexplicitly still excited from watching Rebecca's smoking hot ass wiggle in her
painted on skinny jeans as they walked out to her car, Bobbi was still trying to
get his throbbing erection under control as the dreaded and inevitable question
arose.
Turning to look at Bobbi in the back seat Candy said, "Well...?"
Still not considering the name change a legitimate threat but hardly amused with
Candy's choices he tried a different tact. "I, um, well, I kind of like
Tiffany," he said thinking of the first feminine name that popped into his head.
Anything would be better than the names Candy picked and maybe if he suggested a
feminine name she might relent. "I mean the other names are pretty (fuck that
sounded gay he moaned inside his mind) but I've been thinking..."
Before he got any further Candy interrupted him, "That is a pretty name Tinker
Bell but hardly appropriate for a boy who's a sissy. No I think your first three
choices are much better."
"I'm sure he's just excited about getting a tramp stamp Cand, why don't we give
him until after his appointment to decide. That way he can have something cute
to think about while he's getting his tattoo," Rebecca giggled playing the good
cop.
"I guess it's up to Bobbi, what do you say brother?"
Finding it hard to concentrate in his sexual stupor he mumbled, "Um, I guess I'd
like to wait, I mean think about it while I, uh, get the tattoo."
Much, much sooner than he would have cared, Bobbi found them turning into the
parking lot of the strip mall where the tattoo shop was. This can't be
happening.
Rebecca parked the car and turned to Bobbi and handed him the copy of the tattoo
she had printed out while Candy said, "Take that in and gave it to Chrissy.
Rebecca and I will be back in an hour to pick you up, that's about how long
Chrissy said it would take. Don't worry about the bill, I've already taken care
of that but don't worry, I'll figure out some way you can pay me back. We are
going to do a little shopping while you get your cute tattoo so, Ta-Ta."
Stunned at the thought of going in there alone he begged, "But aren't you guys
going in with me?"
"Don't be such a baby, now run along panty boy or you're going to be late,"
ordered Candy.
On shaky legs Bobbi exited the car. No sooner than his high heeled feet hit the
pavement, Candy pulled the door closed and Bobbi heard the door locks click.
Rebecca pulled out of her spot and Bobbi found himself standing there alone in
the parking lot. It was as if he was frozen in a moment of time, he seemed
unable to move though he could feel the wind on his hairless legs. Nervously he
clutched his little Tinker bell purse with two hands as he dumbly stood there
not knowing what to do. Another car pulled into the lot and parked several spots
away from Bobbi. The slamming door of the car as its occupant exited broke Bobbi
from his stupor. Glancing away from whomever it was he turned towards the tattoo
shop and willed his feet to move forward. Walking up to the shop he cringed when
he saw Chrissy and two guys standing outside the shop smoking cigarettes.
Thirty feet away the woman dropping her clothes off at the cleaners two shops
down from the tattoo shop was still looking at Bobbi walk away, "Oh my God, was
that a boy," she giggled to herself.
Numb with embarrassment Bobbi approached the three people smoking cigarettes at
the entrance of the tattoo shop.
On first noticing Bobbi, Chrissy had whispered to her companions, "That's him,
here he comes." All three watched his nervous approach as non-conspicuously as
possible. Putting on her professional aire Chrissy said, "Hi Bobbi, go on in.
I'll be there in a minute," and gestured to her cigarette.
Feeling like a complete fag in front of these strangers he was only too happy to
comply. Mumbling, "Hi," he entered the lobby and quickly sat down, setting his
hated purse next to him as he slid in the chair, pressing it against his leg and
the side of the chair, lest it be in plain view. A young girl behind the counter
greeted Bobbi after he was seated. He shyly said hello, grabbed a magazine and
pretended to look at it. Squirming in his little shorts and panties he
desperately had the incredible urge to flee. Bobbi was certain the young girl
behind the counter, the two guys outside with Chrissy and anyone else in the
shop all knew he was there to get a Hello Kitty tramp stamp. Surely Chrissy had
told everyone...please get me out of here...please.
Seconds dragged like minutes and the minutes like hours but eventually Chrissy
came back into the shop and walked up to Bobbi, "I love your blouse Bobbi, how
pretty! So let's see what you've got honey, your sister said you wanted a lower
back tattoo." That's what she said, taking a closer look at the fairy she could
see right thru his diaphanous blouse that buttoned up the back. His training bra
was clearly visible and she could even make out his new "Sissy" belly ring. What
kind of fruit cake dresses like this in public is what she thought.
"Uh, thanks Chrissy,' Bobbi squeaked while handing her the copy Rebecca had
given him.
Checking out the picture Bobbi gave her Chrissy exclaimed, "Oh my God, how cute!
My little sister adores Hello Kitty."
Somehow that news hardly made Bobbi feel better.
"Did you want to use the same colors as this one sweetie?"
"Er, um, yeah," Bobbi stupidly answered not expecting the question.
"Ok, give me a few minutes to get set up and then we can get started," she
sweetly said. What a cute little stutter she giggled to herself going to get her
station ready.
Half an hour later Bobbi was biting his bottom lip trying not to squirm, trying
not to flood his panties. His blouse was unbuttoned, hanging open in the back to
allow Chrissy access to his lower back. He knew his training bra was plainly
visible to Chrissy. He could think of no other reason a seventeen year old boy
would be wearing a training bra other than he was a complete sissy. He knew it
really should not matter considering she had already tattooed him in more
intimate places and seen more embarrassing things than his training bra. But
those humiliating facts did nothing to sooth him in the here and now. Chrissy
had him sat on an office chair facing the back. His butt was on the edge of the
seat as he leaned over the back of the chair, his arms resting on a little
table. This position essentially stretched the back skin tight insuring a
centered and better tattoo. It also was an extremely sexually suggestive
position to sit in with his butt sticking out. Not to mention Bobbi was sure she
could see his little panties down the back of his shorts.
Currently that was not his main concern. Getting tattooed was uncomfortable at
best and downright hurt at times. But when Chrissy worked on or around his spine
the sensation was stunning. It hurt and tickled at exactly the same time causing
him to squirm in his seat no matter how hard he tried not to. The erotic
position he was in, slightly exposed, his back arched and bottom sticking out,
the painful tickling on his spine all caused his little penis to spring to its
full diminutive length, against his will.
"Are you doing ok honey?" Chrissy asked not unfamiliar with the tickling
sensation clients got when she worked near their spines. Unfamiliar was giving a
boy a lower back tattoo. Hysterical was giving a boy a 'Hello Kitty' lower back
tattoo or what most people called, a "tramp stamp". As amused as she was though
she kept her professional demeanor the best she could, besides it's not like he
could see her smile as she worked on him.
"I-I-I'm ok th-thanks, it, um, just tickles sometimes," Bobbi squeaked...think
about baseball, anything he thought.
Over an hour later Bobbi sat in the lobby of the tattoo shop fuming. His lower
back was stinging and he could feel the soaked pad between his legs with every
movement he made. To his utter shame he had an orgasm while being tattooed. He
could still remember helplessly shooting spurt after spurt into his already wet
pad as he bit his lip unable to stop the flood. Chrissy had stopped tattooing
him at his whimpered, "Ohhhh," asking if he was alright. He was just sure she
knew what had happened and still, here he sat. "Where the fuck is Candy and
Rebecca he angrily thought." They should have been here to get him a long time
ago. Every time a new customer came in, he blushed all anew. Oh those bitches...
Eventually Rebecca and Candy arrived to collect Bobbi. In their skinny jeans,
the two pretty young things turned heads wherever they went. Such was the case
the second they entered the tattoo shop. The male tattoo artist and the middle
aged man he was talking to both eyed Candy and Rebecca as soon as they came into
the shop, surprised to see these two hotties walk over to the fruitcake meekly
waiting for his ride.
"Sorry we're late Tinker Bell but you are going to be so excited, we found just
the cutest little tops so you can show off your new tramp stamp," Candy
gleefully exclaimed walking right up to Bobbi and pinching his cheek as she
spoke.
"Stand up Bobbi and turn around, I'm dying to see your tramp stamp," Rebecca
said excitedly while grabbing Bobbi's hand and pulling him up.
His hand in hers as she pulled him to his feet, Bobbi thrilled at even this
innocent touch from such a pretty girl. He practically swooned when Rebecca
placed her hands on his hips and spun him around.
"Oh pooh he's got a bandage over it," pouted Rebecca.
"Chrissy probably didn't want him to mess his dainty blouse," giggled Candy.
"Let's get panty boy home so we can see it."
Seeing the way the two pretty girls completely overwhelmed their "dainty"
charge, the middle aged man inquiring about a tattoo could not believe his eyes.
His eye was naturally drawn to the incredibly hot teens but still...he could not
help but stare at the effeminate boy standing before him. Never in his life had
he seen such an obvious pantywaist that apparently just got a tramp stamp!
Almost giddy to be out of the lobby Bobbi squeaked as he stumbled on his three
inch pink heels while walking to Rebecca's car. Trailing the confident girls
timidly he could feel his wet and squishy Kotex with every mincing step he took.
Reminding him of the most humiliating orgasm of his young life he felt the
stress of being stuck in the lobby of Classic Tattoos wash away. He was grateful
the last half hour or so while waiting for the girls to pick him up that Chrissy
had been working on another client. Although nothing was said, he just knew that
she knew that he messed his panties while she worked on him. After his first
visit to Chrissy and now this time...he'd be happy if he never saw her again.
Gingerly sitting down in the back seat Bobbi had no sooner closed the door when
Candy turned in her seat and said, "I can't believe you got a tramp stamp Bobbi,
what a slut."
"Er...please don't say that Miss Candy, I-I mean I'm um, not a slut." And I
didn't want a stupid tramp stamp Bobbi angrily thought.
"Becca, if you heard of a girl in school who sucked cock and swallowed on the
first date, what would you call her, more importantly, what would the boys call
her?" Candy asked.
"But I didn't," Bobbi started then stopped when Candy turned towards him.
"A slut or tramp," giggled Rebecca.
"Don't forget your boyfriend told me everything, so don't try denying it. Just
because you're a boy doesn't mean you're not a slut panty boy," Candy said like
a 'know it all'.
"Just like a guy to use a double standard," huffed Rebecca
"You mean a sissy," corrected Candy.
"Guy or sissy, who's the one with the tramp stamp?" Rebecca said.
"Not I and I know you don't have one," turning to look at Bobbi, Candy smiled
and said, "That leaves you cupcake, so enough of your silly denials...slut.
Besides, it's no secret you love the taste of cum."
"Eeewww, gross," Rebecca said disgustedly
Extremely uncomfortable with any talk concerning his "boyfriend" especially
around Rebecca, a girl he thought was soooo hot, Bobbi knew it was futile to try
and argue his side. Staring down at his smooth thighs Bobbi felt his face burn
with embarrassment, not wanting to believe he had a Hello Kitty tramp stamp or
that he had really swallowed another guys cum. The pain in his lower back told
him otherwise on at least one account.
It all happened so fast, one minute he was walking into the house after school
and before he knew what hit him it seemed like he was standing in the parking
lot with nowhere to go BUT the hated tattoo shop! And now...everyone will see
this tattoo unlike the others, OMG...what will I say? Even IF I get out of these
clothes, these fucking tattoo's...why? Why did I let it happen? Squirming yet
again in his little panties, feeling the wet pad between his legs against his
hairless balls and penis, Bobbi worried that these "changes" were so permanent.
How can I go back to being a boy, a normal boy?
An author's side note. As you can observe from the pictures below, lines can
become blurred, fantasies can become reality. Having a Hello Kitty tramp stamp
of my own, not to mention two sissy tattoo's and a pierced belly, I believe I
can relate to Bobbi in a way few other authors can relate to their heroines. I
do not wish to imply this makes me a better author, only one with intimate
knowledge of certain subjects and feelings. I find myself as embarrassed and
humiliated as little Bobbi and can assure you, the readers, that just as Bobbi
will learn, there just is no explaining a Hello Kitty tramp stamp on a boy.
Receiving that tattoo was an incredibly embarrassing experience, deeply
humiliating, as it is every time I see it and just perfect for a sissy like
me...or Bobbi. Something that should keep both of us squirming in our panties
for a long, long time.

"So panty boy," Candy said from the front seat, not turning to look at Bobbi but
instead at Rebecca. Forgetting about his tattoos and boyfriend for a second,
Bobbi sighed knowing what must be coming. "What name did you pick, we're just
dying to know."
"I-I um like Muff, Muffy the best," Bobbi stammered feeling like an ass just
saying the word Muffy.
"How adorable Bobbi, I thought for sure you'd pick Pansy but I think Muffy is
cute too. Is that short for Muffin?" Rebecca asked Bobbi quickly looking in his
direction and giggling at his embarrassed blushing.
Not giving him a chance to answer, Candy laughingly said, "No Becca, it's short
for Muffy the Maid."
"Muffy the Maid," laughed Rebecca. "Oh my Bobbi, I mean Muffy, is that what
you've always wanted to be, a maid?"
"He just loves his maids dress and prancing around with his feather duster. You
should see when he bends over Becca, his cute little panties are on full
display," Candy said while fondly remembering the vision of Bobbi bent over
while dusting something low, his panties showing, much to his chagrin.
"What a slut," Rebecca giggled, not that she had stopped giggling.
"I know how embarrassed you get Muffy but I also know how terribly excited you
are that all your secret dreams are coming true. Now that you've picked your new
name all's we have to do is fill it in. I found this site called Legalzoom and
guess what. We can do your name change on-line, it's a snap. Isn't that awesome
panty boy?" teased Candy thoroughly enjoying the crestfallen look on Bobbi's
face.
Back at the Sullivan residence the two girls had the newly named and tattooed
wimp standing in his door less bedroom sans blouse. As Muffy stood with his
fingertips resting on his head, fairy style, Rebecca slowly peeled off the
protective bandage over his tramp stamp. "Oh-my-God," both girls exclaimed in
stereo once the bandage was removed.
"How cute," Rebecca breathlessly said.
"It's adorable, I just love it," gushed Candy sincerely. "It's so you Muffy,"
Candy said while patting his bottom. "I think you should come up with three
things you can do to thank Rebecca for picking out such a perfect tattoo for you
and also for being nice enough to drive you to get it, don't you agree cupcake?"
Candy said while patting his soft bottom again.
His back to the taunting girls, Bobbi bit his bottom lip in frustration as Candy
patted his bottom. An act he found utterly condescending. If he tried doing that
to her he knew she would beat him up for sure. God forbid it if he even touched
her... "Bitch," he thought but said, "Uh, um yeah." He knew a couple things he
wouldn't mind doing for Rebecca but realized how farfetched that thought was as
he stood there in his training bra with Candy and Rebecca admiring his new
tattoo.
"How sweet Muffy, maybe you can do my nails for me after dinner. I noticed you
have the prettiest colors on your dresser," Rebecca offered for a start.