I Got My Son in Panties!: A Petticoat Discipline Story

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Father, I'm Mrs. Alexander and one of your students is staying with me over the holiday. It seems we left without his suitcase. Did you happen to come across it in the driveway last evening?” As I previously wrote once Michael my husband had become my maid Michelle and moved into the spare bedroom I continued with his feminisation and with the help of my mother put her on a hormone programme to ensure any masculine traits were suppressed and her female traits enhanced. Whilst I had toyed with the idea of chastity the hormone regime and the fact that she was small in that department meant there was no need. However I still had needs that needed to be satisfied so Michelle’s domestic training included providing oral services along with her household duties. My mother helped with the training and benefited from Michelle’s oral skills as well as domestic capability. As I said previously my mother encouraged me to start dating again and I rekindled a relationship with a former boyfriend William. He is a strong forceful man and very much my equal. My mother offered to take Michelle on as her live in maid so I could develop my new relationship with William and to ensure Michelle was fully aware of her new position. I pleaded with mom, but aunt intervened, it’s alright Graham, take off all, but you can leave your pants on.

I reluctantly left Aunt Mary's breast but was also excited at the same time by what was going to be done to me next. There was a desk in the room and I was lead to it by Carolyn. Carolyn said,”We will use this as your changing table”, after she put a blanket on the desk. I was helped up onto the desk after Carolyn removed my baby doll nightie. What a babyish baby girl you must be in front of your precious dressing table mirror. No wonder you collect lovely baby bonnets when they make you feel so babyish and adorable. That's a good idea, hanging your pretty dresses up around you, so that you can admire them and feel sexy about them as you look in the mirror. I am sure doing a wee into your diaper might get a bit mixed up with doing sissy girly jisms too when you are feeling at your most infantile.Prim and I are thrilled that our new girls have joined our other blossoms in the Rose Room. Not only do they delight us with their feminine grace and lovely fashions, but they also get to enjoy a free month's membership - as do all girls when they send me their photos for the Rose Room and a short text about their love of dressing and being feminine. I'm delighted Sam has allowed me to show her in my Newsletters in her brill photos. She is so versatile and models her fashions with an adorable sense of humour. The moment had come for me to leave the room. My aunt and cousins were busy in the kitchen getting dinner ready and did not take too much notice of me. My aunt told me that that was being much more sensible. Sue told me I looked fine and Anne agreed. Then they all went on with what they were doing. You need to learn respect for your mother,” Jenny continues. “So, here’s the deal. You are to live with me for six months. You WILL do as you are told. Any disagreement will lead to punishment.”

Next it's time for another very sissy girl, Katrin the Sissy. As you may remember from the last time she appeared in one of my Newsletters, Katrin makes all her own costumes. Not quite as dominant as Ms Wanda but just as feminine is our dear new girl in the Rose Room, Sexy Sam, a girl of many moods: saucy, sissy and serious. Aunt Mary said, "Ooh my baby Chrissy looks like you love your clitty ejaculations." I heard what she said and thought how lovely it was. This was so heavenly to me and I began to think of what else the women had in store for me. I was willing to go along with anything they would like to do. Yes, Ma'm, she'll be right down.” With that, Carolyn called up the stairs, “Come down, and Honey, we're ready to leave.” In town, we walked from shop to shop. I was being introduced as Julie and no one seemed to question my being a girl. How exciting it was. In fact, most people thought I was the most attractive. What fun. Sue and I spent the morning flirting with the boys and when the opportunity presented itself bending over counters causing our skirts to be pulled up and giving the boys a good look at our panties. It is amazing what fun it was teasing the men and boys.Still facing away from the mirror, I sat quietly while Carolyn brushed and curled what had been longish hair for a boy. After looking through a small drawer in the dresser, Aunt Mary approached with two matching satin ribbons, the exact color of the dress. After tying each into a pretty bow on either side of my head, both women smiled. Still beaming, they pulled me to my feet. “Don't look yet, Chrissy,” instructed Aunt Mary, “let's slip your lovely dress on first.” Still blushing, I took my seat, as Carolyn's eyes met Aunt Mary's and the two women shared a knowing smile. So gingerly, I began to walk across it, and half way, I began to show off, by standing on one leg. Not good, I lost balance and fell into the pool below, which was deep enough not for me to hurt, but only got soaked. 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.”

We fell in behind him, and once we were out of earshot, he exploded "Who the hell said you're to have girl's names?"

What to expect...

Auntie and my cousins decided to go to town but despite the protests, I decided I was not ready yet to let other people see me. After they left I went for a walk and ran into Luke. At first, I was a bit unsure but after I realized he was convinced that I was a girl I decided to have some fun. I became happy. Thanks aunt; I replied. But little me doesn’t know that, my happiness won’t stay long. closely that I actually looked just like a girl – the effect was surprising. There was a mirror in the corner of the room, so I could see just how I Soon everyone was ready, and we discovered that we had a car to ourselves. It was thrilling as we left the house and walked down the path to the car, now taking dainty steps and lifting our skirts, bringing delighted gasps from the girls watching, at the sight of our lacey petticoats. At the house I was shown to my room, a different one from normal. It looked like a large box-room and had several extra items of furniture, including a big old dressing table.

Mom…?” Peter says softly, trying to gain her attention. “Why would you let this witch do this to me!? Mom…!?” William is my regular lover and thoroughly enjoys the fact that my husband is now my maid and treats her quite correctly as nothing more than domestic staff. The final twist is that William has insisted that Michelle refers to me formally as Miss Long which was my maiden name. All's well that ends well. Clare said again, “Come on Tom! Don’t worry, I won’t tell mummy, but I might if you don’t let me have a look!”I held her train as we went towards the stairs, once again feeling the thrill of the dress around my body. around the hips and rear, with a constricting waistband. It was so embarrassing to then have to walk around in front of