Wednesday, July 9, 2014

ONE SHOTS: (vol. 4):


ONE SHOTS: (vol. 4)




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Kyle's new girlfriend was worried he would sleep around behind her back, so for the last month she had made him wear her underwear whenever he left the house. This ensured that he wouldn't get into trouble or be tempted. But one night, after work, he had a few drinks too many and went home with a girl from the bar. It was too late by the time he remembered he was wearing his pink panties and black bra.





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Mike only had female friends growing up. Over the years he had secretly envied not being able to do girly things with them and so one day he asked Beth to let him officially join them in a girl's night out. Of course, Beth was thrilled. They curled his long hair and found the perfect black cocktail dress for him to wear. Beth was so sweet to him throughout the entire process but couldn't help letting out a little giggle when she saw how small his penis was tucked into her black thong panties.





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When senior portraits came, Rick could not believe his mom was going through with her threat. He hadn't picked his grades up and so, to his utter horror, she had let the next-door neighbors dress him up for the yearbook pictures. How humiliating, the entire senior class would have a permanent reminder of what a sissy he was.






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As they had done many many times before, the girl's had seduced a guy they picked up at the bar and begun the sissification process. This one didn't seem too hard to break, within the hour he would be shaved head to toe, put into a frilly dress and panties, then shoved back out onto the street.






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"Okay... I got it."
"Show me, you little sissy bitch."
Scott lifted his Barbie Girl shirt to reveal his new bellybutton ring.
"Can I please change out of this stuff now? This mall is so crowded."
"That depends."
"On what!?"
"Did you get that cute boy's number who was checking you out?"
"Wha-what cute guy?"
"Ha-ha, so that's a yes!"






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Nicolas was trying to sneak out of the house. But he heard his parents in the living room.
What were they still doing awake? He slipped into the bathroom and tried to wait them out. It seemed like forever he was waiting quietly in there.
He heard movement. Finally! Just a few more minutes.
Then, to his terror, someone came in and the bathroom light flipped on.
"Uhh... hi daddy."






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Leo sent an email from his phone to what he thought was his own personal e-mail. 
He was proud of how cute he had made himself and wanted to remember it later.
But a few minutes later, the replies started pouring in. 
"Oh god no..." He thought, realizing he had made a big mistake.





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James couldn't hold back the tears. His sister had forced him to dress like a girl and then threw a surprise party at their house. Everyone from their school was there and they all were laughing at him.





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Luke was trying to seduce his sister Emily's boyfriend, but should have done a better tuck job. He was sure to show it to Emily and then Luke would really be in trouble.






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Chris had been caught wearing his roommates clothes and now was in big trouble.
Carla immediately pulled him over her knee and began to teach him a lesson.












THE END.












Surprise Birthday Skype:

It was Amber's 21st Birthday.


She was out celebrating with her friends but was feeling sad because she had just learned the week before that her jerk of a boyfriend Derek had been cheating on her.

Holly was Amber's best friend.

She was tall and blonde and sexy and she could easily get any guy she wanted.

Holly hated seeing Amber so down and wanted to cheer her up very badly.

So she came up with a plan to give Amber the best birthday present ever.


The Skype call was due any minute.

A few days ago, Holly had "accidentally" run into Derek at the gym. That night she had taken him home with her and seduced him. Before they made it to the bedroom however, she told him to dress up in some of her clothes. Derek didn't want to and when Holly insisted, he left without getting to sleep with her.

Holly had also been disappointed because she had planned on giving Amber photos of Derek dressed up like a sissy for her birthday.

As luck would have it though, the very next day, Derek called Holly and told her he would do anything to be with her.

And so Holly sent over something for Derek to prove that he meant what he said with specific instructions that he was to Skype her at 5:00PM wearing what was in the box.



Without fail, Derek did as he was told.

Wearing the wig and panties and heels and maid's dress, he signed into Skype and with his heart racing, messaged Holly.




When the call came through at dinner, Holly pulled Amber aside and they answered together.



Derek was leaning back, giving a nice upskirt panty shot to the camera when the two girls turned on the camera. It took him a minute to realize that Holly wasn't alone.

"My my!" Amber said, saving a few screen grabs, "What a pretty little sissy you've found!"

Derek sat up as quick as he could and went to turn off the call.

Holly stopped him saying, "It's too late sweetie. If you don't want us to show these pictures to anyone, tell Amber happy birthday."

Derek wanted to cry. He was caught and he knew it.

He was going to have to do whatever the two girls said.

There was no doubt in his mind that Amber hated his guts and wanted to humiliate him, but what other choice did he have?

"H-happy, ha-happy birthday, Amber." Derek managed.

"Good girl," said Holly, "Now tell her she looks pretty."

"Y-you look really pretty Amber."

"Thanks!" Said Amber, "So do you!"

The two girls went back to the table where the rest of their friends were.

Amber took the phone with her when she sat down.

Derek began to get anxious when he heard many voices of people he knew.

"Hey little girl, stay on the line okay? We're about to order our food..."

The waiter came and Amber put the phone face down on the table.

All the while, Derek was sitting on camera wearing make-up and panties and a skimpy maid's dress.

He waited what seemed like an eternity.

Finally, he got up and decided to turn off the camera, but just as he went towards the computer, he heard Amber's voice.

"Hey girl's check out what Holly got me for my birthday!"

Before he could stop it, Holly's screen appeared again and he was staring a room full of girl's in the face.




Derek ended the call.

But he knew it was too late...






The next morning, Holly took Amber out for breakfast.

Amber couldn't be happier.

The two best friends were laughing and scanning through the screen captures they had taken of Derek from the night before.

Suddenly, a FaceTime call came through on Holly's phone.

When Holly saw the number, she handed the phone to Amber.

"You are the best friend I will ever have." Amber said with a giant grin.

"I know." Said Holly.





She picked up the Skype call to find her new sissy playmate waiting.












THE END.













Tuesday, July 8, 2014

The Swimming Pool:

James had slept over at his girlfriend Megan's house.
They were Juniors in High School and just beginning to explore relationships in the bedroom.















Megan's parents were split up but they still lived in the same town to share joint-custody of their daughter. She spent 3 days a week with her dad and 4 days with her mom.

Since her father was found guilty of infadelity, Megan's mom won a large settlement and moved into a new 6 bedroom house with two garages and a pool.


Needless to say, Megan liked spending time at her mom's new place more than her dad's new apartment. To make the deal even sweeter, her mom was out of town a lot and so even on days when she was supposed to be with her dad, she told him she was sleeping over at a friend's and got the entire place to herself.

This is how, James and Megan got to be together, uninterupted, or nearly uninterupted as it turned out for the entire weekend.

The two had had a magical Friday night and were still glowing the next morning.
Feeling frisky, Megan suggested they should spend the entire day naked. James agreed seeing as how her mom wasn't due home for another day, and it would lead to some more fun.



The morning went according to plan but around mid-day the couple realized they had nothing left to eat in the house. And so reluctantly Megan decided to make a quick run to the grocery store.

"Now, now." James said jokingly, "The deal was we'd do everything naked."

Megan laughed and added, "Just because I have to put clothes on to go out for a bit doesn't mean you can."

She threw on some panties and a skirt and top, saying, "I expect you to be just as you are when I come home."

They kissed and Megan left in a hurry to get the shopping done quickly.

James looked around the living room for something to fill the void of time.
He thought about watching T.V. but then, through the window remembered Megan's mom had a pool.

Without hesitation, he went outside and jumped in.
The water felt great and refreshing.


He swam a few laps before hearing the garage door open around the side of the house. He thought this was weird as Megan usually just parked in the driveway but thought it must be easier to get the groceries in through there.

He hopped out of the pool but hadn't remembered to bring a towel out with him, so instead, James walked to the sliding glass door and called inside, "Hey sweetie, I'm out back but I forgot to bring a towel, can you grab me one?"

There was no response but to his utter horror, Megan's mom walked around the corner with her phone up to her ear and mouth completely a-gape. "I'm gonna' have to call you back..." She trailed off and put the phone down.

James covered himself. He was standing, sopping wet halfway in the door, naked except for his sandals in front of Megan's mother.

"Uhm.. I can explain." He stuttered.

"Where's Megan?" She damanded.

"She went out, we..."

Again he was cut off, "Where are your clothes!?"

James tried to think quick, "You see what happened is that Megan went out and... and I wanted to go swimming, but I didn't bring a bathing suit... so I thought I'd be real quick and..."

Megan's mom lost her scowl and a maniacle smile came over her face. "You didn't have a bathing suit you say?"

"Y-yes mam'."

"Well I'm sure you could have borrowed one of my daughters, couldn't you?"

James was shocked by the sudden shift in tone, "I could have what?"

"Borrowed one, silly boy. There's plenty lying around in her room. Just go grab one of those." She smiled again and James felt a nauseous feeling grow into his stomach.

"No, I think I'm all done swimming now." He said.

"I said go get a bathing suit!" She almost screamed at him.
James was so terrified, he had forgotten he was soaked and ran into the house obediently.

In Megan's room his heart was racing.
"This is insane! What am I doing?" He thought to himself as he searched as fast as he could for one of Megan's swimsuits.

He found heaps of bikinis in one of the drawers in her room.

Digging through them to find the least revealing swimsuit, James called down to Megan's mother, "You know I think I really have to be going now."

There was no reply.

He went to find his own clothes but heard a voice behind him in the doorway.

Megan's mom had followed him up the stairs.

"See, I knew she had plenty of extras for you. Go ahead, put it on." She said calmly.

James was scared. He knew he was in big trouble and just wished Megan would show up to straighten everything out.

"I said PUT IT ON!" She yelled at him.

James struggled to find the correct leg holes for the bottoms. Finally, he pulled the pink and white flowered bikini bottoms up his legs.

Megan's mom could't hide her amusement.
"You know what, I could use a little relaxing pool time too."

"I really don't feel like swimming." James reaffirmed.

"That's fine with me," she said, "We can just lay out in the sun. You know, catch some rays, as the girl's say. We'll wait for Megan to come home out there."

James' heart was in his stomach.

A few minutes later he was outside again. Laying on a towel by the pool.

Megan's mom was watching him with great amusement from her chair near the house.

She enjoyed humiliating the boy and couldn't wait to see her daughter's reaction when she came home.



James tried to burry his face in the towel. He was so embarrassed, displayed in his girlfriend's bikini in front of her mom.



"Oh, Jamie!" Megan's mom said after they had been out for a few minutes, "You really should turn over. Wouldn't want you to get too much sun in one spot."







James didn't respond. He just wanted this all to be over.

He knew if he rolled over, then he would be totally exposed.

When there was no reply, Megan's mom said, "Be a good girl and turn over for me."

She was having so much fun, she could hardly contain herself.



Silently and sheepishly, James rolled up onto his side as he heard Megan's car pull into the driveway.









THE END.
















Monday, May 5, 2014

Dazed and Confused:

Ben's parents had gone out of town for the weekend, leaving him in charge of his little sister Amy. He was in his first year of College but to save some money commuted from their house to the University.

Since his parent's had left for their getaway on Friday morning, it was up to Ben to pick his little sister up from school that afternoon.

Seizing the chance to have the entire house to himself, he rolled a joint and got stoned in the living room as soon as his mom and dad were out of the driveway.

A few hours later there was a call to the houseline.

Dazed, Ben answered, "Uh, hello?

"Yes, is Mrs. Lancey there?" Came a serious voice of a middle-aged women on the other line.

"Uh, no. Not right now. Can I umm... take a message or something?"

"This is Mrs. Conway, the principle here at Riverside Middle School. Amy Lancey has been waiting outside for her ride for the last 45 minutes. Can you please tell..." Ben didn't even listen to the rest of what Mrs. Conway was about to say.

He slammed the phone down, grabbed the keys, and ran out the door.

"Shit!" He kept saying over and over again on the ride to the school.

As he pulled up in the van, he could see his sister standing alone against the wall near the gymnasium.

She opened the passenger door and got in.

"Where have you been!?!" she demanded.

"Sorry, Amy, I got held up." Ben said.

"Whatever, you're in so much trouble when I tell mom and dad how late you were."

They drove home in silence.

When they got to the house, Amy slammed the car door and went inside without saying anything.

Ben thought that she was just being young and dramatic and that he could make it up to her somehow over the weekend.

He walked up the front steps to the house but before he could get to the front door he hear Amy from inside, "Oh! You are so busted!!!"

In the living room, Amy had found his marijuana that he had left on the table in his hasty exit.

"Please," Ben pleaded. "I'll do anything."

Hearing those magic words, Amy snapped out of her anger immediately.

"Well, first off. I want Tiffany and Leslie to sleepover all weekend."

"Fine." Ben said.

"And," Amy continued, "I want pizza for dinner!"

"If that's what you want. Is that all?"

Amy thought for a moment, "Yeah, for now."

Ben thought he'd gotten off easy. He quickly moved the pot into his room and arranged for his sister's friend's to come over for a pizza party.

A few hours later, her friends had arrived and they were eating and having fun in the kitchen.

Ben was in his room, smoking again.

Pretty soon, he got the munchies and went out to the kitchen to share in the pizza party.

He came out and sat down at the table with the three girls.


Amy's friend Leslie blurted out, "What's that smell?"

Tiffany giggled.


Amy glared at her brother. "Are you high?" she asked.

"No." Ben said defiantly.

"Yes you are." Amy responded. "I'm still gonna' tell mom."

"Amy don't!" Ben pleaded.

"Then you're going to do exactly as I say..." She narrowed her eyes as she spoke and Ben felt a cold chill run throughout his body.

"W-What do you want me to do?" Ben mumbled.

"We're going to play dress up." She said and sent a smirk towards Tiffany and Leslie.

Ben was still pretty stoned and didn't know what to say. Was she serious?


He looked across the table at Amy's two friends who were giddy with excitement to see their friend's power over him.

Tiffany just smiled back at Amy.

With a mouthful of pizza, Leslie said, "Ooooo, this is gonna' be so much fun!"



They picked out for him a black polkadot dress from Amy's closet and a pair of little girl's white cotton embroidered panties which were both much too small for him.

The three girls sat Ben down on the couch after having done his make-up and put a wig on him from the costume box in the attic.

His head was spinning from smoking and from the confusion of what his sister and her friends were doing to him.
Ben kept fidgeting with the dress which was extremely short since it was made for someone his sister's size.

He tugged and pulled at the hem to keep from showing the other girls his panties.

It was all so surreal, was this really happening?

"Okay!" Amy said with a surprising excitement that knocked Ben out of his haze, "Now, stand up show us your panties little girl!"

Ben did as he was told.


The three middle school girl's screamed with delight at the brother's humiliation.

"Do you feel like you've been punished enough?" Amy asked.

Ben couldn't answer, something caught his words in the back of his throat. He was so humiliated and confused that he wanted to cry.

"No?" Amy said.

Before he could recover and answer his little sister, her judgement had passed.

"In that case, it's time for your spanking!" Amy said with a giant smile. "Go ahead, get on your hands and knees."

Ben could only fall back onto the couch in a dazed disbelief. He looked up at his sister and pleaded. "Please, Amy... Don't make me do this."


Amy spoke very sternly and demanded her brother to get on the floor, "I SAID, BEND OVER FOR YOUR SPANKING!" Her smile was gone and Ben was terrified.

Again, he did as he was told.


Each of the girls took turns spanking Ben. He was so humiliated and confused that he began to cry.

The girl's kept spanking him harder and harder and Ben was beginning to get scared because it was starting to hurt.

"Please!" He called out to the little girls but they did not hear him over their laughter.

With his head buried in his hands and face in the couch, Ben sobbed. Leaning over with his dress pulled up and pantied butt in the air, he heard Tiffany yell out over the laughing girls.

"He's peeing his panties!" she screeched.

And sure enough, Ben had pissed himself in front of his sister and her two friends.

"Looks like we've got a little baby girl to deal with..." Amy said. "I've got just the thing for a baby like you."

Ben looked up at her with blurry eyes and soaked panties. He was in for a long weekend.












THE END.























Thursday, November 21, 2013

A Sissy's Penance:

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!!!" Eric pleaded, jumping up and down and stomping his feet. "Please don't make me do this!"

"It's far too late for all that." His mom said calmly.

"I'm sorrrrry."

"No use apologizing now. Your sister will be home shortly and she'll help you get ready. In the meantime, I suggest you pull yourself together, go into the bathroom and get cleaned up." She turned and left him alone.

Eric had been caught in his sister Angela's room again.

"THIS ISN'T FAIR!" He screamed down the hall after his mother. Slamming the door as hard as he could. He was in the midst of a sissy temper tantrum.

He knew the punishment. There was no getting out of it this time.

As promised, Angela arrived shortly after and was delighted to hear the news. She grabbed her phone and made the calls.

"He's all yours." Their mother said.

With a maniacal smirk on her face, Angela came into the bathroom and started the tub.

Eric was still wearing his sister's blue panties, t-shirt, and white denim jacket. By now the anger was used up and he just sat and cried.

Sniffling and blurry eyed, "Please, Angie. Don't make me do this."

She smiled without empathy and handed him a pink razor.

Eric wiped his eyes and got into the bath. He shaved his privates as instructed. Then he shaved his legs and armpits.

Angela had used a lavender perfumed soap and she had in her excitement already begun working on his make-up.

"Turn and face me." She said.

Eric looked down at the water. He was miserable.

"Erica!" she said sternly.

He turned to look at his older sister.

"Oh my gosh! You look so pretty!" She squealed.

"I'm gonna get you back for this." He said quietly.

Her mood shifted suddenly, "Oh I seriously doubt that. After tonight, you're going to be my little bitch. Forever."

Eric knew she was right. He got out of the tub and Angela handed him a towel.

"Get dried off, your dress is laying out in the other room."


He didn't have to see the outfit to know what he'd be wearing. Angela had threatened this exact thing so many times, he could see it in his mind.


The the black heels, the pink lace g-string, the black bra and matching nailpolish. And finally, the black short-sleeved dress.


First, she made Eric put on the lace panty-thong.

The material fit so loosely he knew if he couldn't keep his cool, the fabric of the dress wouldn't do much to conceal his identity.

He tried to compose himself but as his sister's panties grazed his thighs on the way up, he became hard immediately.

There was nothing to tuck into, the underwear was practically non-existent.

Angela could see the horror on his face.

"Please, Angie, please." He whimpered.

But 'Angie' just threw the bra across the room to her little helpless sissy brother.

He put it on like a good girl but struggled with the clasps.

"Don't worry, you'll get the hang of it soon. There's plenty of time to practice."

He couldn't bear to think about having to do this every day.



Next, Angela made him slip into the black dress.

"We should get a move on it, I told them to meet us at six." Angela reminded him, "You know, it's kinda too bad you're so worried about this whole thing. The girls are gonna' love you! I promise."

At the mention of 'the girls' Eric's heart sank into his chest.

Eric put the dress on and as his sister handed him his purse, he put on the heels.

His sister inspected her creation.

"Adorable!" she said, "I still can't believe you're mine to keep!!!"

She grabbed Eric by the wrist and led him out of the room.

In the kitchen, their mother was reading a magazine and at the appearance of the children she stopped and looked up.

"Oh sweetie! You look so precious." She then proceeded to give Angela the keys to the car and her credit card. "Don't stay out too late."

"Yes, mom." They both said in unison.

As they were leaving Eric's mother called out to them, "Shop till you drop girls!"

Angela drove them straight to the mall. Eric sat very low in the seat.

"Relax, would ya!?!" His sister teased, "You're probably just anxious because that dress doesn't fit quite well enough. I gotta' admit, baby bro, you're definitely a petite."

Eric tugged at the bottom of the dress that had ridden up when he sat down. "How could she possibly make me wear something smaller than this?" he thought.


When they arrived, Angela's friends still weren't there yet. "Well, no sense waiting in the car, come on sis." They walked into the courtyard and Angela sat on the grass.

Eric stood awkwardly near her.

"Well, aren't you gonna sit down?" She asked him.

A breeze blew past and Eric struggled to keep the hem of his skirt down.

"Sit down silly!"

Eric stayed standing, battling the wind.

"Oh! I forgot, you probably don't know how to sit in that dress!" She laughed aloud, "Well, sissy brother lesson 101..."

She was just about to explain when in the distance she saw her friends.

Angela sprang to her feet, "OVER HERE GIRLS!" She yelled across the square.

Eric looked to where she was yelling. The mall was crowded and many people turned to see who had been yelling so loudly. Eric felt his cheeks go flush with the newly drawn attention. He was still standing on the sidewalk, near the road. He thought about running.

Then he saw 'the girls', all 7 of them. They were loud and brought that same boisterous attention he had feared. Everyone in the courtyard was aware of the group.

They waved at Angela and he could tell they were trying to figure out who she'd brought along with her to go shopping.

Angela saw their confused looks and went to remedy the situation.

"I BROUGHT MY LITTLE BROTHER WITH ME!" She screamed as loud as she could. Then to further Eric's humiliation, she pointed at him.

The girls made a big scene. "OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!" They yelled, pointing and laughing and cheering. "I CAN'T BELIEVE HE LET YOU DRESS HIM UP!"

Angela laughed along with them before saying, "AND LOOK AT THIS! IT GETS BETTER!" In one quick motion she pulled the front of Eric's dress up to show off his little pink lace panties.

Eric recovered as fast as he could, grabbing the dress, but it was too late.

The girls were upon them, "HAHAHA! WHAT A SISSY!"



Eric glared at his sister, "I will never forgive you for this." 










THE END.