X-Dresser Sissies Issue 5 ~ Pansies in Petticoats

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A few days later, talking with another of my alteration ladies, she told me to go and talk to a bridal shop as they would be much more likely to know what materials caused the best frou-frou. She giggled, which seemed unusual in a lady of nearly 60, and said she’d be really interested in how they dealt with my request. Let me tell you about Jason," she said in an excited voice. "Jason Boothroyd, to be exact. He can sometimes be quite rude and... pig-ignorant, in my opinion, but seeing Jason wearing a little summer dress with those dreamy white puffed sleeves and a lovely girls' white collar changes all that, don't you agree?"

But Sheila was in no mood for protests. Without a word she grabbed my arm, undid my belt and took down my trousers and boxers. She lifted my t-shirt over my head and then hauled me across her lap. Before I knew it I was receiving a very sound spanking on my bare bottom. He was surrounded with Aaaahs and giggles and felt women's fingers stroking his hair, his arms, his dress, and the tears burst from him in a storm of emotion. Carolyn rubbed the front of my panties and I began to moan softly in delight. Carolyn said,” You just love this don’t you Chrissy?” I replied, “Ooh yes it’s nice, I just love it when you make me ejaculate into my frillies. I just love being dressed like a girl. You have turned me into a girl and I really enjoy it.” Why should I be patient with a worthless nancyboy who promises to do all kinds of things, then changes his mind when he is given his instructions? You are not worth my time, boy. You're a little maggot, like so many sissy wimps."

Wake up, child," she said, her forehead wrinkling above him. "We haven't got time for fairy antics like feeling faint and collapsing on the job. You're going to feel a lot more feeble and delicate than that as the day wears on." She took a silk hankie from the sleeve of her blouse and wiped Jason round the mouth, filling his nose with her perfume. His head was feeling mightily cleared and he repeated her sissy kissing instructions, as well as learning a few more. I adore adding bells, harnesses and extra frills to enhance the whole Sissy experience. The shape these outfits give you are probably the most feminine. The way the waist is nipped in and with lashings of petticoats ( some of my petticoats have 10 layers of satin and net) billowing the circle skirt out so you curtsey and bow as only a flouncy girl can.

Jason shook with shivers as Miss Presswell held her arms round him, preventing his interference, and turned up the front of his paper-taffeta skirt and crisp petticoat. His panties had hardly been covered at all, but now it was obvious to the three women that his penis was tightly stiffened into the satin gusset, so that the double dome of his knoblet was pointing upwards in an eager erection. He went on “It’s so very common. This is a thing, behaviour, attitude that I have experienced therefore this is what happens to people in general. Therefore I should expect people in general to react as I have done’. The other aspect is to believe from whatever data that people in general behave in such and such a manner therefore as an individual this is the correct and expected behaviour for me’. The specific defines the general and the general determines the specific. It’s not so unexpected – of course people are going to believe that they are reasonable and typical. Unless they believe they are unusual and different – they’re going to think they and their behaviour is ordinary.” Aunt Mary asked me if everything was all right and I nodded. I now having emptied my bladder could continue on my soft drink. We finished meal and then Aunt Mary called for the bill and then after it was settled they left the restaurant. Carolyn opened the rear doors of the car, the pink Cadillac convertible that had the top up, for her mistress and I. I rested my head on the bosom of my host as Carolyn drove off. Carolyn said, “I think our darling girl behaved impeccably in restaurant. “ Judging ‘typical’ first-time behaviour or experiences is almost completely befogged and misled by anecdata - that anecdote which is treated as data. I have to say that the willingness of Cathie to treat me just as ‘a customer buying a bra’ was the biggest spur to my confidence. Since then my wardrobe has expanded considerably and the amount of ‘bought-it-but-no’ items has dropped significantly. I am more selective, I listen more and the assistants are very often completely reasonable about serving me. I won’t say that they’re always at ease about doing so – but they generally revert to ‘our job is to sell, so let’s sell’.Well,” she said, “you should have thought about your costume when I told you to. You could have gone as whatever you wanted. But you didn’t organise anything. So now you'll have to go in what I've chosen for you. Or would you like another spanking to help you make up your mind?” Oh Christine, you look absolutely wonderful,” exclaimed Aunt Mary, thoroughly pleased at the latest transformation. “I wish Susan could be here to see how darling you are.” After donning their wraps, the two ladies led me to the car for the drive downtown to the restaurant, while daintily dressed as a girl. If you have never tried this look, I would strongly recommend it. I think all girls do enjoy the ultimate femme thrill. Reactions can be extreme. I have had girls burst into tears and others shake like a leaf. Ah! There you are,” she said cheerily. “Strip off and I’ll get your costume out and put it on you.” The secret of school panties for sissy-boys," explained Miss Presswell as she supervised Jason drawing Andrew's wet panties down his legs, "is to show him how feminine they make him feel... in his sissy bits and pieces. If he experiences real girlishness inside them, he will grow more girly each time he wears them. Jason..." and she turned her attention to her sissy boy who was threading the wet panties over the client's sandals, "you need to attend to Andrew's penis."

I was more confidant of going out to eat with my two kind hosts. Carolyn told to me to sit down at the vanity bench and I did so gracefully and in a girly manner. I was stunned, and could say nothing. I became aware of Lucy stood in the doorway, and tried to cover myself up.

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Carolyn praised me, “Ooh yes honey that’s perfect. You look so precious, Honey. You've made Mistress very happy.” You know what to say, boy," she said, her face twisted as if she had a slice of lemon in her mouth, and she took the older sissy's hand to wrap Jason's fingers round it, then the other. Their faces were six inches apart, both blushing a deep red. My cheeks turned a bright red, but not out of embarrassment from wearing such girlish clothes. Rather, it was because deep within, I couldn't imagine anything nicer than continuing this new and exciting experience for as long as I could. Now,” said Sheila, “step out of those trousers and boxers – you won’t be needing those for the rest of the day.” Oh look, they're both as excited as each other," declared Andrew's mother, holding her son's petti-slip and skirt against the front of his blouse, and she stepped forward, forcing him to inch towards Jason, so that the points of their panties approached to within three inches of each other. "Isn't that sweet, Andrew darling... having your girlie panties exposed in front of another sissy's panties? You can see how lovely he is feeling about your excitement inside your pretty satin panty gusset. Tell Mummy and Miss Presswell how you are feeling in your panties, dear."

Aunt Mary interrupted, “Oh, don't worry then Father; I'm sorry we bothered you. I'm sure somehow we'll make do, Happy Thanksgiving.” Blushing, I lowered my eyes in embarrassment. “Really dear, you should have been born a girl; wearing pretty dresses is only half the fun.” The gates of the school came into view. “You'd better let me do all the talking, dear. We wouldn't want you to give yourself away.” His dress sizzled with precious sounds as he followed through the different departments, past ladies here and sissies there, until they came out into a larger room with a larger group of ladies in it than Jason had seen in any other part of the boutique. They were gathered on one side, to watch some kind of demonstration, and then he began to get the picture from glimpses he caught between ladies' coats and skirts. I brought my niece along with me in the car; would it be an inconvenience if we came in and looked for just a minute?” But Miss Presswell sounded like she had some hellish scheme in mind for me. Will I be changing sissies' panties again?"Carolyn continued, "Chrissy my dear you are probably wondering how I have milk in my breasts. I do have a baby; one of the other maids is looking after him in the servant quarters."