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Be a Sissyforced to be a Sissy IThe young man stood facing a very large woman sitting in an upholsteredarmchair. There was no other way to describe her. She was fat, perhaps,pushing 300 pounds he thought. The way she was staring at his punyframe suggested that maybe he was going to be her next meal. She wasn’tsaying anything as she visually appraised him for the first time…Jacob had been brought to this woman by his step-grandmother earlierthat morning. He had been given over to his step-grandmother by thewill of his now deceased parents which made her legal guardian. He hadbeen with her for about a month constantly taking her verbal abuseabout not having to deal with “intolerable boys.”If she had told him once, she had told him a thousand times, “I toldyour parents and that no good son of mine that I would not take care ofyou if anything happened to them. You’re no blood of mine! So what doesthat son of a bitch do? He puts me as your guardian and your dolt of amother goes along with it. Well once I get all this damnable legal shitout of the way, I’m sending you away. Do you hear me boy! So don’t getuse to my benevolent ways cause where I am sending you, they don’t takekindly to disruptive behavior.”Jacob took after his mother in many ways. He was slight of buildstanding only 5’6″ and weighing just over 95 pounds. His hair was mousybrown and was a bush of tangles that reached his shoulders in imitationof one of his favorite line backers. His best feature, according to hismother, was his brilliant violet blue eyes. His complexion was slightlypale and his face, somewhat oval, had a few pimples and the beginningsof a mustache. The mustache was something he had been trying to growfor almost a year, yet, still looked scraggly and sparse.While not strong, he was fast and nimble. He loved football and playeddefense well enough to get picked whenever a game got started. His onlyregret so far in life had been that the high school coach did not thinkhe was big enough to play on the varsity. He had a lot of friends bothboys and girls and loved the outdoors. He was a good k** and seldom introuble. What trouble he managed to be involved with was nothing morethan what most young men get into at his age.Then his parents were killed in a tragic accident and he found himselfin the hands of his step-grandmother before she hauled him off to livewith Ms. Nelson. She was a friend of a friend and volunteered to takehim in. Granny had heard some stories concerning Ms. Nelson, but if shewas willing to take the boy that was all that mattered. As Jacob waslegally old enough to drop out of school, Granny filed the necessarypaperwork and hauled him away to give his custody over to Ms. Nelson.No mention of the insurance settlements that his step grandmother nowcontrolled ever came up.The house was surprisingly secluded in a large city. It spoke of oldFictionmania Message Board New Stories Search Info Title Imagesconverted by Web2PDFConvert.comwealth and a creepiness that Jacob likened to scenes from a horrormovie. The door was opened by an older woman in her mid to latefifties, thin but very sinewy with cold grey eyes wearing a grey maidsuniform and large white pinafore apron.”This the boy I reckon,” she said as she led them into the foyer. “Boy!You sit there on that chair while we go see Ms. Nelson,” the maidordered.He didn’t have to sit very long as his step-grandmother returned andwithout a goodbye or other comment left the house closely followed bythe maid. “Come on boy,” she ordered him. “Follow me up to your room sowe can clean you up proper to see Ms. Nelson. Don’t dawdle boy! Comeon.””Excuse me, ma’am, my luggage? Granny didn’t bring it in,” Jacobtentatively began only to be told to hush and everything would be takencare of. Jacob turned to face the door and took one step towards itwhen he felt a vice like grip take hold of his upper right arm. Hergrip was stronger than most of the guys he played football with.”Ouch, that hurts,” he said as he tried unsuccessfully to pull away.”Boy you had better do as I say when I say it or this ain’t nothingcompared to the bare bottom spanking you’re going to get. Now comealong.”He followed her upstairs and into a large room where she released theiron like grip on his arm. He was too busy rubbing his arm to payattention to the room for a few moments then gasped in both surpriseand fear.”It…it is a…a… girl’s room, a sissy girl’s room at that,” hemanaged to stammer. “I…I ca…can’t stay here!””Of course you can and you will!” the maid retorted. “In time, you willlearn to positively love this room in paradise. Now come on, we don’thave all day. The bathroom is over here and we need to get you cleanedup. Come on now.”Jacob was in shock and did not see the maid reach over and pick up thewooden hair brush. The room was painted egg shell white with a fourinch floral boarder in pastel pinks, greens, lilacs, and blues. Thepolished wooden floor was covered in thick fluffy pink throw rugs and amajor portion was taken up by a king sized canopied bed. The bed waspainted antique white with gold leaf trim and the headboard had abeautiful bouquet of pastel flowers painted in its center. The canopywas pale soft pink chiffon that cascaded down the frame in lusciouslythick folds held back to the bed posts by white satin ropes. A deeppink satin comforter covered the mattress and the three large pillowsat the head of the bed were covered in lace edged pale pink satin. Alarge Victorian styled doll sat merrily on the center pillow, itsgolden sausage curls flowed down its porcelain smiling face. Twomatching glass topped chiffon skirted end tables with ivory porcelaindoll lamps were on each side of the massive bed. Off to the left nearthe bathroom door stood a matching lighted vanity and mirror with pinksatin seat and skirted in soft pink chiffon. A large matching bureaustood on the other side of the room near the large walk in closet.There were two Victorian pictures on the wall facing the bed, onedepicted two young boys holding hands romping in a park one wearingpink and one blue satin clothing with white lacey shirts and the otherdepicted two naked male cupids kissing while hovering over another pairof boys dressed in satin knee pants with lots of lace. To make mattersworse, the room reeked of a sweet floral perfume.He was broken out of his sock when the maid touched his shoulder andtold him to start undressing. Gasping as if it were his first breathafter nearly drowning, Jacob panicked and did his best to turn and runfor his life, but the maid was too quick for him. In moments he foundhimself across her lap as she sat on the vanity stool.”Boy you are going to learn to obey or you will not be sitting down anytime in the near future,” she said as she began pounding his jeancovered posterior with the hair brush. It took her longer than shewould have thought it should but finally he was begging for mercy. Whenshe thought that he truly had had enough, she put down the brush andforcing him to stand began stripping him. Naked and embarrassed, he hadno choice but to follow her into the bathroom as she had a firm hold onhis right ear.”Now boy stand still while I examine what I have to work with here,”she ordered as she examined him. She turned him slowly around and muchto his surprise and embarrassment held his genitals in her hand. Whenhe attempted to regain some of his modesty, she squeezed them and hefroze.converted by Web2PDFConvert.com “I said stand still!” she barked at him.”Looks like you haven’t finished your puberty yet,” she mumbled toherself, “but you still have too much hair. That can be easily gottenrid of…mmmmmm…not much shape, but that can be remedied aswell…the hair is a mess but the salon can fix that…””Okay boy, stay where you are while I fill the tub and get thingsready,” she said much more loudly. With that, she shut the bathroomdoor and locked it with a key.The maid quickly donned a white rubber apron and gloves. She placed apink flower covered white plastic shower cap on his head carefullytucking all the stray hair up into its confines. Then holding a largejar in her left hand, she began applying the thick white crème all overhis torso leaving only his face and head uncovered. Next, she took astrip of pink tape and pressed it tightly against his upper lip.Letting the tape sit a moment, she then quickly pulled it off elicitinga loud yelp of pain from Jacob. As he tried to raise his hands to hisface, she slapped them away telling him to stand still until toldotherwise.By the time the tub had filled with foaming iridescent bubbles thatgave off a strong lilac scent, Jacob was hopping on his toes from theitching and burning of his skin. He had no objection when the maid toldhim to get into the tub anything to calm the burning of his tenderflesh.The maid took a rough sponge and began scrubbing off the crème takinghair and skin alike off his body. His modesty was not spared as shemade very sure that his groin and ass were thoroughly cleansed. Using apumice stone she rubbed the calluses from his feet and elbows. Finally,she took a cotton applicator and carefully cleaned out his ears and tohis surprise using a small tool removed the nasal hairs from his nose.Out of the tub and patted dry, she led him over to the sink where sheforced his head down and began shampooing his unruly hair. Sheshampooed and conditioned his hair twice before putting a pink satincotton lined turban over it. He was given a pink tooth brush and afeminine deodorant and told to finish up by himself while she preparedto finish his toilet.With that done, she spread a cool lilac scented moisturizing lotion allover his body without any heed to his modesty. As she was putting awaythe moisturizer, Jacob let out a soft sigh. The moisturizer was theonly thing that had happened to him that day that actually felt good.”Surely she must be finished with this embarrassing bath now,” hethought. “Hell, what else can she do to me?”When he saw what she was preparing, he almost had a stroke and tried toget out the door. She was quick and again he found himself bent overand she was spanking his bare bottom with her leathery hand. Thestinging slaps actually seemed to hurt more than when she used the hairbrush and he soon surrendered. What dignity he had was completelydispelled by what she did next.Taking the pink rubber bulb after filling it with soapy warm water sheinstructed him in the proper use of the douche. The white plasticnozzle with its thick head hurt at first, but the embarrassment hurteven more. He turned even redder as his penis began to lengthen andgrow stiff. The maid noticed and with a quick flick of her index fingerbrought it back to softness. Jacob’s eyes watered from the pain, butmanaged to hold back a cry of anguish.She made him douche three times before she was satisfied and then addedinsult to injury by making him insert a heavy day’s tampon. She notonly showed him how to do each step of his daily cleansing, she alsomade him read the instructions that came with each device.Wrapping a towel around his chest and tucking it into his none existentcleavage, she finally led him back into the bedroom. She told him asthey went that she expected him to memorize both instruction books thatcame with his douche kit and tampons. To make sure he wouldn’t forget,she pierced both pamphlets and threaded a pink ribbon through them andtied it around his left wrist.Seated at the vanity, before she removed the turban and began combingout his long hair, coated his face with a facial mask. She quicklyparted his hair down the middle and created bangs by snipping off thehair just above his brows. Taking a blow dryer and a round brush shedid her best to create a feminine looking hair style. Putting the blowdrier away, she took a red velvet bow and fastened it to the top of hishead letting the streamers fall to his shoulders creating a flatponytail in the process. Finished with his hair, she pushed his headconverted by Web2PDFConvert.comback and began tweezing his brows into high arches. With that done, shepeeled off the mask and began applying liquid foundation. Almost thirtyminutes later she stood back and admired her work. His face resembledthat of the Victorian doll sitting on the bed. His face had bright redcupid lips, black feminine brows, lined eyes with blue lids and a palesmooth milky face with pink blush on the cheeks. She wasn’t finishedwith his grooming yet. While not letting him look into the mirror, shebegan filing and shaping his nails. Once filed and polished in a brightred varnish she told him to keep his fingers spread until the polishdried.Grabbing his earlobe, she turned his head towards the mirror smilingwidely at the stunned and shocked look on his face. “Now boy I want youto look at yourself and say out loud so that I can hear you realgood…’I’m so pretty. I just love the way I look.’ You keep repeatingthat until I tell you to stop.” It wasn’t until the maid twisted hisear and repeated her instructions before Jacob began the embarrassingresponse.As he was doing that, the maid went to the bureau and began collectinghis clothing. When she finished, she had him stand up and removed thetowel. Taking his hand she pulled him over to the bed and had him sitwhere she had put the clothing. Taking the first thing off the pile,she made him spread his legs and with a look just daring him to say ordo something, slid the pale violet satin sheath with it’s rubber liningover his penis and balls tying the bright thin violet satin ribbonssecuring it at the base of his penis and again at the base of hisscrotal sack. Taking firm hold of the long violet satin ribbon attachedto the tip, she pulled it through his legs forcing the penis backunderneath and tied the ends around his waist.A pair of bright red nylon pantaloons with pink lace around the kneeswas followed by a matching satin corset which she laced to where Jacobfelt like he was being cut into two. A pretty red satin training brawith eyelet lace trim and a small pink bow at its center soon followed.After adjusting the straps to the bra, she pulled a bright red nyloncamisole over his head, the hem trimmed in fine floral lace. A brightwhite satin blouse with billowing sleeves, ruffled lace jabot and ahigh lace frilled collar that hugged his neck was buttoned up the back.Next she pulled white nylon knee high stockings up his legs and forcedhis feet into bright red patent leather Mary Jane’s with cross strap,two inch heels and large gold rectangular buckles. The shoes were verytight and his feet felt crushed under their pressure. She then had himstep into a pair of bright red velvet shorts. The legs only came to midthigh, had a low waist and a sailor gold button fly front. The fit wastight almost like it had been sprayed on and made his front lookexceptionally smooth while crushing his balls painfully and his asscheeks looked high and well rounded. A bright white satin sash was tiedaround his waist and his dressing was topped off with an Eaton stylered velvet jacket. White lace fingerless gloves were pulled over hishands and he was then led to the mirror.He had an idea of what he must have looked like but what was revealedbefore the mirror stunned him. He looked ridiculous and so different.As he raised his lace covered hand towards his face the bright redenamel on his nails reflected back at him. The juvenile and femininedress seemed to laugh back at him and his head began to swim. The maidcaught him around the waist just before he fell to the ground in aswoon.The strong scent of ammonia brought him back to consciousness and assoon as he realized that it had not been a nightmare almost faintedagain. The maid pulled him to his feet and with a swat to his bottom,told him it was time to practice his mannerisms.When he showed a slight bit of reluctance, she swatted his roundedbackside with the wooden hairbrush. “Now with your left hand place iton your hip wrist in, fingers pointed out,” she began his instruction.”Place your right foot forward in a single step while you hold yourright elbow in close to your side, elbow bent up, wrist loose move withyour hip. Now repeat the step, using your left foot, carefully placingit directly in front of your right foot while moving your left hipforward. Good, now continue just like that around the room. Head up andchest out while you move boy. Don’t make me use this brush on thatpretty backside. Remember to walk on the balls of your feet beforeplacing the heel down. That’s it. I want to see a big smile on thatface too. Come on keep moving and smile.”After what seemed like an eternity, she allowed him to sit on thevanity stool, but that became a bigger pain than walking in the tightconstricting shoes. She had him sit down with his legs pressed tightlytogether feet pointed straight out in front after smoothing the back ofhis shorts. Then she had him practice crossing his legs while keepinghis calves close together. Hands clasped in his lap, arms tight to hissides. Then stand and repeat the process over and over until she wasconverted by Web2PDFConvert.comalmost satisfied with his progress. After about forty five minutes ofthis, his legs and feet were shooting lightening bolts of painthroughout his body.Next, she had him stand and practice performing curtseys. “Elegantlygrab the hem of your shorts between the tips of your thumb andforefinger, pull out gently on the hem…I don’t care if the materialdoes not move. When you are in skirts and dresses it will…and withthe left foot back behind your right foot dip into a curtsey. Rememberto keep your eyes demurely cast down boy. Now do it again. While youare doing this, I want you to say so that I can clearly hear, ‘I justlove how I look and move. I feel so pretty.'”Just before he collapsed from exhaustion, she allowed him to lie downon the bed. “Boy, you just rest for a few minutes while I tidy up a fewthings. Just leave all your clothing on. When I get back, I expect youto get out of bed, curtsey to me and tell me that you just love the wayyou look and thank me for helping you look your best. Understood? Nowget some rest.”He heard her leave the room and the audible click of the door locking.As there were no windows or other way out of the room, he stayed wherehe was. He felt tears forming, but was too exhausted to do anythingother than fall into a deep but fitful sleep.It seemed like he had just closed his eyes when he felt a tugging onhis arm and the maid telling him to wake up and get out of bed. Hereached up to rub in eyes, but she slapped his hand away telling himthat he would smear his make up. The physical contact cleared his sleepnumbed mind and the realization that he was not in a nightmare hit himfull force. Half pulled and half rising out of the bed, Jacob put hisshaky feet on the ground.”Why are you doing this to me,” he asked as he stood up beside the bed.”I’m no sissy or a girl…why…”Again, before he knew what hit him, Jacob found himself bent over thebed with his backside raised high in the air. The hairbrush landedsquarely on his backside with a loud “Smack” and he yelled in bothfright and pain. The blows rained down in rapid strong strokes for whatseemed to him like hours, but only lasted a few minutes. By the timethe maid had finished delivering his punishment; large crocodile tearswere running down his face.”I believe that I told you upon arising to say that ‘I just love theway I look and thank you for making me look my best.’ As far as to whyI am doing this to you, all you need to know is that Ms. Nelson decidedthis was best for you. Ms. Nelson will be obeyed in all things. Is thatcompletely understood? Now come along, we need to make youpresentable.”With that, he was taken back into the bathroom. There his face wascleansed and make up reapplied after brushing his teeth with his newpink toothbrush. After she brushed his clothing into shape, the maidhad him practice his walking, sitting, and curtseying before usheringhim downstairs.Now he was standing before Ms. Nelson who was sitting in a largearmchair dressed in loose fitting lounging attire. Her attire was likea jump suit, the body of which was made of silver satin and fullflowing long sleeves of pale grey chiffon. Her blond hair was piled inringlets atop her head held in place with a silver satin ribbon. Herfull round cheeks were dusted in a pale pink blush, her full lips adeep fire engine red and her eyes were deep set, dark and brooding. “Pig’s eyes,” was the first thought Jacob had when he had brieflylooked upon her face. “A circus fat lady,” was his second thought.However, when she finally spoke in a surprisingly deep and resonatingvoice, he thought “I’m fucked!””So Jacob, I see that Matilda has worked some of her miracles on you,but obviously there is yet much to be done. As you have noticed, I runa very tight ship around here and expect everything and everyone tomeet my exacting specifications. I, like your grandmother, do nottolerate young men. They are devious, ungracious, quarrelsome bullieswho have caused much of the world’s problems. The only reason you arehere is because I owed your grandmother a favor. She has given overyour upbringing and guardianship completely to me. Therefore, as I takemy responsibilities seriously, you will be brought up as I think bestfor you. She has dropped you out of school, but don’t think that youreducation is over. You will be trained to appreciate the female of thespecies, to obey them as they are your superiors, and educated in afield that I think will see you gainfully employed so that you will notbecome dependent on the social welfare system.”converted by Web2PDFConvert.comShe paused a moment to sip some champagne from a fluted crystal glassbefore continuing. “Since you are new to my household, you are beingregressed to sissyhood until such time that you can prove yourself abetter person. Once you have proven yourself, we will allow you toprogress out of sissyhood. What you end up being is totally up to youbut until then I am placing you completely under the guidance ofMatilda. The sooner you learn your lessons under her instruction, thesooner you may lead your own life.”Seeing that he was about to speak, she shook her finger in the air. “Ihave not given you permission to speak yet Jacob! I can see thequestion you want to ask reflected in your face. No, this is not apunishment of any sort. You must be broken of all the inequalities thatmaleness has ingrained into you from birth. To do this successfully, wemust start all over from canlı bahis the beginning. If being treated like a sissyis abhorrent to you, then I recommend that before you say anything, youconsider what it would be like to be regressed to babyhood. Imaginebeing totally dependant on Matilda to change your dirty diapers, feedyou your formula, dress you in pretty little girlie dresses, only beingable to crawl and play with your dollies and never allowed to speak. Iadmit that this is a drastic step in that it takes so much of Matilda’sprivate time but she is more than willing to do so. Now if youunderstand everything that I have said, you may give me a curtsey andsay ‘thank you Ms. Nelson for helping and caring for me.'”Jacob stood stunned hardly believing what his ears were hearing. Themere thought of having to wear and worse use diapers sent a shiver downhis back. He knew that both of these women were nuttier than fruitcakes but he couldn’t think of a way out. His basic instinct was to runas fast and as far as he could no matter how he was currently dressed.However his brain told him to wait, do as she suggested and then whenthe time was right run like hell. So after a few moments of indecision,he dropped into a curtsey and said the required words.”Good, very good Jacob, you have just made one small step forward inyour retraining.” Ms. Nelson said. “Now I think a more appropriate nameis in order here. Matilda what do you think about the name ‘Camille’for our new sissy? Don’t you think such a feminine sounding namefitting for our new charge?”Jacob almost fainted with the pronouncement of his new name. Thecombination of not having eaten since early morning, the tightness ofthe corset and clothing, and the impact of what had been said wasalmost too much. Matilda seeing that he was just about to fall steppedup and grabbed him around the waist as she agreed that the name Camillewas just perfect. With that, Ms. Nelson indicated that they shouldleave and settled back into her plush armchair.”Come along Camille,” Matilda said as she half dragged him into thekitchen. There she placed a pristine white nylon bib styled apron withruffled sleeves and hem over his head and tied it in a large fluffy bowin back. Guiding him over to the table she helped him sit. “Camille, Iam going to fix you something to eat then you are going to help meclean the kitchen and prepare tonight’s dinner,” she finished as sheturned to the refrigerator.With his late lunch of eight crackers, small mixed salad, and glass ofdiet supplement completed, he was handed carrots and potatoes to washand pare for dinner. She told him to remove his lace gloves and put ona pair of pink rubber ones before starting. Matilda was making a potroast in a Dutch oven. As she cut the portions Camille began moppingand cleaning the kitchen. After everything was completed, they sat downat the kitchen table and had a cup of herbal tea. Jacob was feelingmuch better but was exhausted and Matilda could see it in his eyes.”Camille, I know that you are tired but you will get use to the routineand training schedule soon enough,” she stated.”But Matilda,” he began but was immediately told to refer to her asMiss Matilda and that when referring to Ms. Nelson would use thehonorific of Mistress.”Miss Matilda,” he began again, “I’m still so hungry an…and thiscorset is tearing me in two…”He was stopped by Matilda’s raised hand. “Camille you must watch yourweight and you will get use to your corset over time. I expect yourwaist to be down from its current 28 inches to less than 23 before weare finished with your initial training. To help you with yourexhaustion, I will get you on a vitamin regiment and exercise program.Each morning, beginning tomorrow, you will arise at precisely 5:00a.m., perform your obligations, then one hour of aerobics. At six youwill attend to your bath and morning toilet. By seven you will bedressed for the day, assist me in the kitchen, and then clean up. At8:30 you will attend to your lessons until noon when again you willconverted by Web2PDFConvert.comassist me in the kitchen. We will continue your lessons at one thirtyuntil five thirty when we will prepare dinner. After everything iscleaned up and put away for the evening you will have two hours to readand study your lessons. At nine thirty you will begin your nightlybeauty regiment and then to bed no later than ten thirty. Do I makemyself clear? Good, now let me get your vitamins then we can get backto work.”Jacob was still trying to digest everything that she had just said whenMatilda returned and handed him his vitamins and a glass of water. Hewas surprised at the number of them. There was a large purple pill, twosmall pink pills, one small white and one yellow, and a large grey pillin his hand as he raised them to his lips. He did not know what theywere exactly, but from the look in Matilda’s eyes knew that he had totake them without complaint.Matilda followed behind as they walked back up stairs. Whenever hefailed to walk heel and toe with his arms and hands in the appropriateposition, she hit his swaying behind with her ever present hair brush.He felt the tampon moving inside him and a tug on his penis within itsprotective sheath with each sway of his hips. The pull of the brastraps and the constraint of the corset keeping his back straight werealso disconcerting. He was too afraid of what he looked like walking insuch a swishy manner that he dared not dwell on it.Once in the room, he was led into the bathroom where he was told toremove his shorts and panties and sit to pee. She explained that thesheath was rubber lined and had an opening allowing the passage ofurine but that he would have to sit like a girl and wipe afterwards.Blushing he did as told and went crimson when she told him to removehis tampon and handed him a new one.After redressing and refreshing his make up, he was led back into thebedroom where he spent the next three hours practicing his walking,sitting, curtseying and voice. She now expected him to speak in a softlilting voice while repeating over and over “I feel so pretty oh sopretty I just love the way I look. I love my beautiful new clothes andfrilly undies oh so much. Thank you Miss Matilda and Mistress Nelsonfor making me feel so pretty.”Actually, he felt totally disgusted with himself and the way he was letting these women dictate his life. He let his concentration slip ashe contemplated how he was going to escape and the swift bite of ariding crop across his lower thighs made him get back to business. Theriding crop was the latest addition to his learning aides and itsbiting cut caught his immediate attention.By the end of the three hours with only a few fifteen minute breaks,Jacob was exhausted both mentally and physically. There wasn’t a spoton his body that he could say did not hurt or burn. Even his voice wassore from the constant humiliating words he had been forced to repeatover and over again.When dinner was served, he was positively drooling over the richaromatic smells coming from the oven. His expectations of a fine mealwere dashed when Matilda handed him a plate containing one cookedcarrot, salad with a vinaigrette dressing, and one thin slice of roastaccompanied by a glass of supplement and one purple and two pink pills.He had tears in his eyes as he gazed at his plate.Dinner over and the kitchen cleaned, they went back to his bedroomwhere Matilda set up a voice recorder and had him read British lovesonnets after listening to the same sonnet read by a very femininevoice. Her instructions were simple. If his voice did not sound muchimproved by the end of the hour he would receive five strokes of thecrop. Needless to say, Jacob did his best to copy the feminine voiceand managed to receive only one stroke of the crop.Before beginning his evening toilet, Matilda gave him some time tohimself. During this time, he was to memorize his two instructionpamphlets on tampons and douching. She gave him a yellow pad and pencilto make any necessary notes. Telling him as she left, “I expect to seeimportant points on both subjects written in a fine neat scriptCamille. By the way, I think little hearts over the ‘eyes’ are so cute.Don’t you?”forced to be a Sissy IIMatilda entered his room without knocking and quickly reached his sidewhere he had been writing down his notes on the uses of tampons anddouches. She scanned them and said, “Well for a first try I guess I canaccept this, but tomorrow we will work on your penmanship. Now come alongand let me help you get undressed.”With that said, she stripped him down to his panties, corset and bra.Leading him by the hand, he was taken into the bathroom. After cleansinghis make up off with cold cream, he washed his face and was allowed to sitto pee and remove his soiled tampon. He cringed as Matilda handed him anew one. After washing his hands, Jacob stood before the sink while shebrushed his teeth for him.”Just like some juvenile little k**,” he thought. He wanted to pull awayand tell her that he could do that himself but he remembered just in timewhat the consequences would be. Jacob certainly did not want to wind up indiapers.Taken back into the bedroom, he was instructed to sit on the vanity stool.There she instructed him on how to further cleanse his face and addmoisturizer. His face cleaned and put into a green facial mask, Matildabegan putting his hair up in bright pink plastic rollers. Again he wanted to protest but held his tongue. Not so much of what shewas doing to his hair rather the sharp pain the bristles and tight rollwas doing to his scalp. Finished with his hair, she removed the mask which had hardened and easilypeeled off his face. Next she handed him a jar of body lotion to rub intohis exposed skin especially his elbows and heels. With that done, shehelped him into a pair of fresh bright green chiffon bloomers with whitelace frilled cuffs and a matching baby doll knife edge pleated gown with asquare collar frilled with white lace. As a final indignation, she placeda very frilly pink and white lace mop cap over his tightly rolled hair.As she tucked the satin sheet under his chin, Matilda told him, “Rememberthat if you try to disobey me in any way, you will end up in diapers andplastic panties. Believe me when I say that if that happens, you will usethem to the point where you will have to be potty trained all over again.Understand Camille? Now go to sleep. If I hear any noise or discover thatyou did anything naughty, you will be in diapers this time tomorrow.”Jacob was too intimidated to even think about getting out of bed ordisobeying her. He just lay in the big bed with tears in his eyes as hewondered over and over again what he had done so wrong to end up in thisFictionmania Message Board New Stories Search Info Title Imagesconverted by Web2PDFConvert.comhorrible place. Eventually, even the discomfort of the bristle rollers inhis hair and tight corset couldn’t keep him from an exhausted sleep.He was awoken in the early morning and quickly stripped of all hisclothing with the exception of the mop cap. Jacob let out a loud sigh ofrelief as the corset was removed and rubbed his red indented sides. As hishand messaged his body, he could feel the indentations left by the steelstays of the corset.Noticing him rubbing his sides, Matilda said, “Hurts some at first butyour body will get use to it in time. I wore one for ages and it didwonders for my figure.”Again taken by the hand, Jacob was led into the bathroom were a tub fullof multicolored bubbles awaited. Before he was allowed to soak his achingbody, Matilda led him over to the cabinet and handed him his douche kitand a fresh tampon. After filling the pink rubber bag with warm soapywater, he screwed in the white ridged plastic nozzle. “Camille slowly insert the nozzle, pushing it all the way in, then slowlyremove it. You will do that twenty times before slowly squeezing the bulb.I know that was not mentioned in the instructions but since you are asissy boy you will have to do it that way.Grunting softly, Jacob did as instructed with great embarrassment as hispenis began to stiffen. By the second cleansing, his penis was stiff anddid not go unnoticed by Matilda. “Well if that isn’t exactly how a little sissy boy reacts to hiscleansing. We’ll have to make sure that little thing of yours doesn’t makeany messy mess. Now don’t we? I asked you a question sissy boy. Yes wedo.” She took a condom from the medicine cabinet and holding his stiffmember with one hand, rolled the bright pink latex up his shaft. Thistime, she made him work the nozzle much faster and harder into his bottom.Matilda did not let him squeeze the bulb until she saw him begin to fillthe condom.It was a mortified and emotionally drained young man sitting on thecommode as Matilda reached down and removed the pink condom. Holding it upbefore his eyes, she said, “Not much here to brag about. A real man wouldhave put five times as much into this. I see that Ms. Nelson was rightabout you being nothing more than a sissy boy Camille.”With that said noticing his stricken face, she reached out with her freehand and pinched his nose. When he opened his mouth to breathe, she pushedthe pink condom into it. “Camille you made the mess so you get to clean itup. Don’t even think about spitting that out, you hear me. Just keep itthere until we finish with your bath and it had better be clean when youtake it out.”As the taste of lubricated latex and his own cum filled his mouth, Jacobwanted to throw up. He had to swallow back the bile twice before thenausea stopped and in the process some of his own cum. What was left ofhis male ego was being splintered into smaller and smaller fragments. Hewas so humiliated and embarrassed, he couldn’t hold up his head.After he had inserted the new tampon and cleaned up his douche kit,Matilda led him over to the bath. There she scrubbed every inch of hisbody with a natural sponge and made sure his ears were clean. Out of thetub, she patted him dry then had him powder his body with lavender scentedtalc. She brushed his teeth for him and had him smooth a femininedeodorant under his arms. To add to his shame, she made him use a vaginalpowder on his anal area and handed him the instructional pamphlet thatcame with it to read and memorize later. Finally, she had him take thecondom from his mouth and display it for her in his palm. “Good,” she said, “Now roll it up in toilet paper so that others will notsee it and place it in the trash basket. Notice, I said place not throw ordrop it in the basket.”Wrapping the fluffy pink towel around him girl style, she took the greatlyembarrassed young man by the hand and led him back to the bedroom. Seatedat the vanity, she began applying make up to one side of his face whiletelling him exactly what she was doing and why. First she used concealerunder the eye and the few splotches on his face. This was followed by apale foundation, powder to set the base coat, a rosy dark pink blush,eyelash curler, dark black mascara and eye liner, pale pink eye shadowblended into a dark rose pink, black eyebrow pencil and finally a thickcoat of rose pink lipstick.It took Jacob what seemed like forever before he satisfied Matilda. It hadbeen especially hard for him to get his eye liner just good enough toplease her. He was in no way pleased with the results as he thought helooked like a ridiculously over made up doll. converted by Web2PDFConvert.comWith his make up done, she had him stand and remove the towel. Grabbinghis penis, she quickly slid a vivid yellow satin rubber lined sheath upthe shaft. Taking the equally vivid yellow satin ribbons tied it securelyaround his balls and waist. He watched in continued horror as she gatheredhis clothing and dressed him.Bright yellow panty girdle with diamond satin insert and a pair ofmatching bridal satin pantaloons with four tiers of bright white florallace around the legs was first. The satin pantaloons made an unnervingloud swishing sound whenever he moved. A yellow satin corset was fastenedsecurely around him that made him gasp for air. A matching lace trimmedtraining bra and lacy camisole soon followed. When he thought he could endure no more, Matilda brought out a pale yellowfront pleated almost sheer polyester blouse with billowing sleeves andlacy cuffs that buttoned up the back with small pearl buttons. A limegreen pair of velvet short shorts were tugged up his legs and fastenedwith a zipper and large gold button at the rear. To hide the zipper, awide bright forest green satin bow with streamers was hooked just underthe button. The shorts were form fitting and very tight.Back on the vanity stool, she quickly pulled white knee highs up hishairless legs and fastened them in place with lime green satin garters.Yellow patent leather pumps with pointed toes and a two inch heel wereforced onto his feet. They were hurting his feet even before he stood andput pressure on them. His toes were just not accustomed to being squeezedlike that.With his dressing completed, she turned him facing the mirror and beganfixing his hair. In less time than it took to put them in, the rollerswere out and his now curly hair brushed out in a somewhat feminine do. Asa finishing touch, Matilda fastened a bright lime green satin bow to thetop of his head and spritzed him with a heavy floral scented perfume.”Come along Camille. It is time to prepare breakfast and then we must beoff for your salon appointment,” she said as she took his hand and beganleading him out the door.Jacob dug in his heels as he heard her pronouncement. “…B…bu…butMiss Matilda yo..you …I mean…I can’t go out looking like this….” Hemanaged to stutter.”And what is wrong with the way you are dressed Camille? You look adorablein that outfit and I will not hear another word about it. Imagine that,just a sissy boy for one day and you are already asking for fancierclothing. Maybe if you are a good sissy boy, Mz. Nelson will let you goshopping with her later. Now come along. I am hungry and we are running abit late.””Miss Matilda, please. I didn’t mean that…..””Camille, one more word or resistance and I will tan your pretty pantiedbackside with my crop. You will hurry along and you will go to your salonappointment. If you do not start speaking as you were taught yesterday andbefore speaking and answering, curtsey prettily for me, it will be diapersfor two months. Understood?” After the dishes were put away and the kitchen cleaned, she took him backto his room to freshen his make up. She saw the tears forming in his eyesand with a couple of swats with her crop on his pantaloon covered thighsshe informed him that if he smeared his mascara a worse punishment couldbe expected.Before leaving for the salon, she had him practice his ultra-feminine walkand voice. As they left the bedroom, Matilda handed him a small strappedpink patent leather purse with a white kitten on it to him along with awhite lace edged hankie.”Put the strap of the purse over your left wrist and hold the hankiebetween your thumb and forefinger in your right hand,” she instructed asthey went to the car.At the car, she told him to first turn away from the seat and slowly lowerhis bottom. Once in, to lift his legs while holding them tightly together,turn to face the front. Seated he should neatly fold his hands in his lap.The corset made slumping almost impossible but his head was held down inshame. Starting the car, she ordered him to sit with his head up straight.About an hour later they arrived at a small run down strip mall in theinner city. On one side was a Vietnamese Grocery beside it a tattoo parlorand anchoring the end was the “Little Sissy Spa and Salon.” As the carpulled to a stop right in front of the salon, Jacob got a big lump in histhroat. “At least there doesn’t seem to be any people standing around,” hethought as opened the door. Ms. Matilda was standing out side his doorconverted by Web2PDFConvert.comwaiting as he remembered to turn on his bottom keeping his legs togetherand exit the car. Carefully placing the purse around his left wrist andpicking up the hankie, he followed closely beside her. The swishing of hisbridal satin pantaloons seemed louder than the crash of ocean storm wavesas he minced his way into the salon.What first seemed to be a pretty teenage girl sitting behind the deskgreeted them and told Matilda that Mr. Henri would be right with them.Something about the girl did not look just right and then he noticed hername tag. It read “Sissy Paulette.” “This can’t be a guy looking like that, can it?” He thought. “The facelooks a little out of sorts and….oh my…her make up is tattooed on andlook at those other tattoos. They are so feminine. Can’t be no guy. Noself respecting guy anyway.” His thoughts were interrupted as a swishy manwalked into the receptionist’s area. (see “Paulette” by moi at FM)”Mz. Matilda, I am Mr. Henri, your specialist,” he said as he took herhand in a limp wristed handshake. “And this, I presume, is Miss Camille.”With that, Mr. Henri stepped over to Jacob and much to his surprise gavehim a peck on the left cheek. “Welcome to my humble establishment. Wouldyou like some tea Mz. Matilda while we get started on your charmingCamille?”They were escorted into the belly of the b**st as Jacob would call it andhe was given into the care of a large masculine looking woman. In a backroom, she began undressing him and when he protested, quickly upended himover her ample lap and gave him ten solid smacks to his round bottom.Telling him to cooperate or else, she finished removing his remainingclothing and told to get up on the padded table.There she covered his body and beard line up past his sideburns with ajelly like paste. He was shocked when she coated his entire genital area.Placing cotton padding over his eyes, she rolled over a strange lookingmachine and soon a pulsating light began playing over his jelly coveredfrontal area. All Jacob could sense was the cool jelly heating up to analmost painful burn and he dared not move. He had been told that if theeye shields fell off or he moved he could be seriously hurt. Finally hewas turned over and the jelly applied to his backside. He felt somethingspread his ass cheeks wide apart and the cool jelly applied between thecrack of his ass. Again the heated feeling, then he was told to get up andled to a shower. A shelf in the shower held a fragrant bar of soap,natural sponge, and a bottle of pink body lotion. He was told to wash hisbody clean and then apply the body lotion bahis siteleri when he had finished.Washing off the jelly, he noticed that his skin was pink in color and thatwhat side burns he had were now gone. Stepping from the shower, he quicklydried himself with a large towel hanging beside the stall and wrapped itaround his waist. He stepped into the pink paper slippers that were on thefloor and started to move when the woman told him to put his towel aroundhis body like he should. “Camille you had better remember that sissies arenever immodest or you will be punished. Now come along, we have a lot todo,” she informed him as she led him to a chair beside a shampoo sink.Shampooed twice and conditioned, he was taken to Mr. Henri’s work station.He was given a bright pink smock to put on and helped into the stylistchair. As Mr. Henri was sectioning, covering each section with a foulsmelling lotion and then covering each section in foil, a young girl begangiving him a manicure and pedicure.She added acrylic nail extensions to his fingers and shaped them inrounded points. While she was doing that his feet were soaking in a warmbath. By the time she was finished, Jacob had bright pink nails a halfinch past the tips of his fingers and matching polish covered each toe.She had completed his finger nails just as Mr. Henri had completedpreparing Jacob’s hair for the dryer and his feet by the time he headedback to the shampoo chair. Back at Mr. Henri chair, his now golden blonde hair was put in smalltightly wound rods and another foul smelling lotion applied. He didn’thave long to wait before he was led back to the shampoo stand. “I wonderif you can drown hair and kill it by washing it this much,” he thoughtidly as he was led once again to the drier. He spent more time under thedrier this time. He thought that his scalp was burned when they pulled himfrom under it. Mr. Henri removed the rods and began brushing it out. Jacob had an idea of what they were doing to him but hadn’t seen theresults. He could tell by the broad smile on Ms. Matilda’s face that shecertainly liked it. “Just like a short haired Goldilocks,” she said as sheapproached them. “I am glad that you approve Madam,” Mr. Henri said. “Do you want me to dothe piercing now or would you like me to perform some other minor miraclesthat we offer.”converted by Web2PDFConvert.com”Oh your catalog is most interesting Mr. Henri but I think just thepiercings we discussed will do for now. I’ll mention your other offeringto Mz. Nelson when we get home.”Jacob was really nervous and scared now. “Piercings….other things…whatpiercings,” he thought. “I gotta stop this some how from going anyfurther.”Before he could react, Mr. Henri saw the “deer in the headlights” look inhis eyes change to one of flight and quickly strapped him into the chair.”There, there Camille, nothing to worry your pretty little head over. I’mjust going to pierce your ears and one nostril. That’s all. So calm downdarling sissy,” he said.Shortly, Jacob had two holes in each lobe and one in his left nostril. Thetop holes contained gold studs with bright green stones in them. The rightear lobe also had another stud with a bright pink stone in it. The lowerleft lobe contained a small gold round hoop with three very dainty goldchains hanging from it which were attached to a small stud in his leftnostril. The chains d****d femininely across his left cheek. “Camille darling, go with Martha and she will help you get dressed,” Mr.Henri said as he began un-strapping Jacob.”Mz. Matilda are you sure that I can’t perform some other service for youbeside the lazar hair removal we did earlier. You know I can make such apretty little sissy so much more feminine.” Jacob heard as he was ledaway. He was very thankful when he heard Miss. Matilda reply that she didnot.As he was being dress by Martha, Jacob had the chance to examine himselfclosely in the wall to wall mirror of the dressing room. Just as hefeared, he looked totally ridiculous. His hair was a bright gold color insmall corkscrew curls. It was too short to be a girl’s yet too feminine tobe a boy’s hair style. The piercings were just as bad. The ones in hisears were definitely feminine but what girl would have golden chainsdangling across their cheek. As he reached up to touch the danglingchains, Martha told him he would have to be very careful that he didn’tsnag them on anything or he could rip them out. “That would be very painful, my dear,” she added as she pulled the corsetstrings tight.His make up was reapplied before they left the salon. Jacob couldn’t waitto get back to the relative safety of the house. All he needed was forsome guys to see him looking like this to totally ruin his life. He becameeven more afraid when instead of walking to the car, Miss. Matilda headedin the direction of the tattoo parlor.Before he could say anything, she told him that because of his behavior atthe salon and at the house he was going to be punished. “At the salon youdid not walk like a proper sissy nor did you curtsey or use the propertone of voice we have been practicing. Additionally, you tried to resistMiss Martha when she was helping you undress and had to be spanked.Therefore, I have decided to get you a reminder of your improper behaviorby getting you a pretty little hummingbird tattoo over your left breast,”she informed him.”By the way, if you do anything and I mean anything to embarrass me whileyou get your tattoo; you will be a very sorry little sissy. Perhaps abarbell through your tongue and other more elaborate tattoos would be inorder, if you understand my meaning Camille.”The only thing that could be heard as they walked the short distance tothe tattoo parlor was the loud swishing of his pantaloons. At the parlordoor, he hesitated only briefly to swallow hard and set his mind. He hadto make sure that he did nothing to further piss off Miss. Matilda. Thevery last things he wanted were feminine tattoos and piercings.The tattoo parlor proved to be both humiliating and very painful. He hadto curtsey to the two men in the parlor and then in his feminine voice begthem to tattoo a cute little hummingbird over his left breast. Laughing the larger of the two men said that he had to have proof of agebefore he could do anything. When Jacob looked blankly at Ms. Matilda shenodded towards his little pink purse. Opening it up, he found his driver’slicense, a tampon, a tube of lipstick and some tissues. Turning a brightshade of pink, he handed over his license.”Well, well, look missy this license was issued to a Jacob and you don’tlook like no Jacob I’ve ever seen.””Oh, but that’s really is me,” Jacob had to say while blushing for all hewas worth. “If you don’t believe me, you can as Miss. Matilda who is withme. She works for my guardian.”converted by Web2PDFConvert.com”Yes, that is our sweet little sissy boy. Jacob has always been the sweetlittle girly boy that you see standing before you. That is except that onetime when he tried being a real boy when he started driving. As you cansee by that picture on the license, he wasn’t much of a macho man like youtwo. Camille, as he likes to be called, couldn’t wait to get back into hisfrillies. Didn’t you my precious?” Doing his utmost to keep the tears out of his eyes, Jacob answered, “Ofcourse I couldn’t wait to get back into my pretty clothes Miss Matilda. Ijust luv my pretties.”It took the artist about two hours to do his work and it was done out inthe open where everyone could see him. The bright green and red throatedhummingbird stood out on his pale white skin. It would very difficult tomiss seeing if he ever dared to bare his chest again. As an added touch,the artist tattooed three small pink hearts over the hummingbird. Sayingas he did that all the girls wanted it that way. After the artist finishedthe tattoo, he put a sterile bandage over it. He handed Jacob a sheet ofpaper telling him how to keep it clean and not get it infected. Jacob thanked both men and did a little curtsey before leaving the store.The tears he was still shedding were not all from the pain of the needle.Fortunately for him, Miss Matilda did not seem to notice how badly hismascara was running. forced to be a Sissy IIIJacob stood before Mz. Nelson with his hands clasped firmly behind hisback. His chin was held upward by her pudgy left hand as she stared intohis eyes. “Well, I really do like the new look Miss Matilda. Thatprecious hummingbird tattoo is especially appealing to me. I am somewhatdisturbed from your report that he misbehaved while at the salon. I couldforgive Camille for forgetting to walk, speak and behave as a good sissyshould as it was his first public outing. However, having to be spankedin the salon is unforgivable. The more I think about it, the moreembarrassed I become. Imagine what Martha and Mr. Henri must think of meafter witnessing Camille’s bad behavior? I think it is time to insureCamille’s bestest sissy behavior in the future. I think…..” she stoppedspeaking to look over to where Miss Matilda was standing. As she looked over to Miss Matilda, Jacob indignantly thought, “MissNelson was embarrassed? What about me? I was the one totally humiliatedby being paraded around dressed like a complete idiot and forced toundergo the salon’s treatments. Worse, I was the one forced into asking,no not asking, begging to have a girly hummingbird tattooed on my chest.She should be chewing out Miss Matilda not me!” His thoughts were stoppedwhen Miss Nelson turned her attention back to him and squeezed his chinforcing his lips to pucker.”I think that you have just earned yourself the next four days in diaperslittle sissy. If that doesn’t change your attitude and obedience toorders, then we will think of something much more comprehensive. Now giveme a kiss on the cheek and tell your Auntie Nelson that you will be agood little sissy from now on…..oh… I think you should apologize toMiss Matilda for being such a bad sissy,” she said as she released herhold on him.Fuming in silent rage, Jacob did as he was ordered. The fact that hewould be in diapers for the next four days did not immediately registerin his mind. With his apology made he was dismissed and told to followMiss Matilda. Placing his left wrist tight against his left hip,fluttering his hand and raising his right arm, elbow tight against hisside, wrist loose, he simpered after her. The swishing of his bridalsatin pantaloons and click-click of his heels on the wooden floor couldbe heard throughout the room. The noise roared like a lion in his earsreminding him with every step of what had been done to him.Miss Matilda quickly stripped him of all his clothing. Then led him intothe bathroom where he was allowed to use the toilet. To his surprise, shedid not give him a fresh tampon. Back in the bedroom, she had him sit onthe vanity stool as she went into the back of the large walk-in closet. He sat nervously as he heard her rummaging in the closet. Jacob wasworrying about what new indignity she was going to come up with next. AsFictionmania Message Board New Stories Search Info Title Imagesconverted by Web2PDFConvert.comshe emerged from the closet, he saw what she was carrying and bolted forthe door. In a panic, Jacob grasped the brass door knob and twisted as hesaw Miss Matilda drop what she was carrying and picking up her crop.Pulling on the stubborn door knob for all he was worth, Jacob couldn’tget it to open. In desperation, he stepped back and kicked out his barefoot as hard as he could at the wooden door. Two sensations filled hismind at about the same time, a feeling of excruciating pain in his footand the second, a shearing burning pain across his bare bottom. Jacobfound himself lying on the carpet by the door face down. He ass was beingassaulted by the crop and all he could feel was pain. Tears overwhelmedhis eyes and flooded in a torrent down his face by the time thepunishment was over. Miss Matilda reached down, pulled him to his feet and led him limping tothe bed. He stood crying while she quickly laid a pink rubber sheetacross the mattress. Without a word, she pushed him down on the sheetface down and began smoothing a sweet smelling lotion across his burningcheeks. After using a generous amount of lotion, Matilda sprinkled babypowder liberally over his exposed butt. Turning him over, she did thesame with his groin. It did not take her long to place two thick piecesof soft toweling between his legs and pin them securely between his legswith bright pink tipped diaper pins. She picked up a bright violetcolored pair of plastic panties frilled across the bottom with eight rowsof lavender colored floral lace and waved them before his eyes. As the plastic panties were shaken before him, Jacob’s pain filled eyeschanged to ones filled with total humiliation and fear. Still without aword being said, Matilda slid the garment up his legs. Making sure thatthe tight elastic legs and waist were completely covering the bulkydiaper, she pulled him into a sitting position. He was about to beg for mercy but before he could get out a single word,she thrust a large pink rubber pacifier into his mouth. The pacifier wasshaped like a realistic penis three inches long and one and a half indiameter with a white plastic lip guard. It could be secured around thehead by two bright pink satin ribbons. His eyes were as large as saucersas it came into focus and pushed its way into his mouth.”You so much as spit or take that out of your mouth without mypermission and you will be a very sorry sissy. Now I want to see yousucking on that like a good sissy baby and you had better look like youare enjoying it,” she warned. Jacob gulped in fear and did as he wastold. She pulled lavender lace ruffled anklets onto his feet followed by a pairof lavender patent leather Mary Jane styled shoes with a two inch heel.His right foot screamed in pain as she fastened that one but the pacifiermuffled what little noise he dared utter. His hands were placed into lavender satin fingerless mittens and tiedsecurely to his wrists. There was no way he could use his hands for mostpurposes much less get his diaper off by himself. Almost as humiliatingas the diaper was the E-cup lavender bullet bra that she fastened to hischest. The cotton bra cups stood out in stiff overlapping ridged layersin order to form the pointed cup. It looked like a garment put on insideout but just the thought of those stiff ridges against bare skin sent ashiver down his spine. Cotton pads were used to fill out the cups. Amatching waist cinch was quickly fastened around his waist, drawing it inat least four inches. It left him gasping for breath. He felt his lowertwo ribs crunch under the garment’s pressure.What looked to be a white floral lace communion dress with a squareneckline and embroidered bib front came next. The bib front was centeredby a pink rose and thin bow with six inch streamers. Matilda pulled itover his head and buttoned up the back. The hem had a two inch band ofpink floral lace and the hem reached to his upper thigh. Finally, a largebright pink satin baby’s bonnet with white lace frilled brim and ribbonstreamers was tied securely under his chin. As he was led over to the vanity, Jacob wobbled as the thick paddingbetween his legs made even his sissy stride impossible. He saw hisreflection in the vanity mirror as he approached it. Jacob could see whatappeared to be a big sissy baby and that his padded bottom and pantieswere visible to anyone who cared to notice. Seated at the vanity, she used a nearly white foundation on his face,followed by vivid purple eye shadow, dark black mascara and eye browpencil and a vivid red lipstick. She had given him a doll’s face and withhis Goldilocks hair style and bonnet looked like he belonged beside theother dolls sitting on his bed. He felt totally defeated and humiliatedbeyond belief as Matilda led him downstairs for dinner.He was assisted into a high chair and once seated strapped in and a trayfastened pinning him to the seat. Two bowls filled with what looked likegreen slime and yellow yuck were placed in front of him. Matilda put aconverted by Web2PDFConvert.comlarge white bib around his neck. It had a picture of Tinkerbelle andcovered his exposed clothing. Using a large spoon, she began quicklyfeeding him. First she fed him the green slime which tasted as bad as itlooked then the yellow yucky stuff which tasted even worse. He laterdiscovered that the green slime had been pureed asparagus and the yellowpureed squash. By the time she had finished feeding him, his face and bibwere covered in a mix of greens and yellows. From the high chair, he was led into the dinning room where a playpen hadbeen set up. It was pink with a bright white plastic mattress with pinkfairies printed on it. In the pen he was given a large baby bottle with apink phallic shaped two inch long nipple. The baby bottle contained amixture of supplement, milk, sugar, diuretic and castor oil. She shovedit into his mouth and told him to drink every bit of it or else. With thefingerless mittens, Jacob could not hold onto the bottle. Seeing the lookon Miss Matilda’s face he knew he had to find a way to finish the bottle.It wasn’t until he remembered seeing a baby drinking his milk using bothhis little hands and feet to prop it up that he managed to suck on hisbottle. Finished with the foul tasting solution, he was told to play withthe Betsey Wetsey doll. Under Matilda’s and Ms. Nelson’s watchful eye, hedid as he was told. He watched them from his pen and envied their largehelpings of mouth drooling roast, fresh bread, and all the trimmings asthey ate at the dinning table. The aromas coming from their dinner madehis tummy rumble and he had to concentrate on his doll play. He did notwant any additional punishment and hoped by cooperating his diaperingwould not last long.While the two women were having their after dinner sherry, Jacob’sstomach did a loud rumble and he felt a very strong urge to both urinateand pass his bowels. He looked up desperately at the two women but seeingno reaction, mumbled as loudly as he could with the pacifier tied in hismouth. His mumblings became more frantic with each rumble of his stomach.Ms. Nelson looked over his way and with a smile said, “Matilda I believeour little sissy baby is trying to get our attention. Do you think theremight be something the matter with the little tyke?”Matilda gave him a stare and turning to Ms. Nelson replied, “Oh I don’tthink it is anything important enough to interrupt our sherry Madam. Whydon’t we play a hand of rummy? Whatever Camille’s problem, I am sure itwill pass momentarily.”Both women laughed and began playing cards. Jacob understood Matilda’slittle joke and did his best to keep from messing his diapers. Hesqueezed his bottom until his face became red but it was to no avail.With a loud squishing farting sound he filled his diapers to almostoverflowing. His plastic panties managed to contain it all and soon theinitial warmth of his excrement turned cool then cold. He could feel thecold mess pressing against his bottom and groin. As he squirmed on theplastic mattress, the mess was further rubbed all around his bottom andgroin and the smell became quite obvious. Tears filled his eyes and hebegan crying in total humiliated surrender.Finished their game of rummy, Matilda took him from the play pen and upthe stairs. As he waddled, the stench became more prominent and hisdiaper sagged between his legs. His feelings, as he waddled beside her,were so new and utterly disgusting that humiliated did not come close todescribing them. The only thing he could do in reaction to these newfeelings was cry and cry hard.She led him up the stairs and into a room across from his. Inside wasrevealed as a little girl’s nursery. Painted a soft pink with fairies anddancing baby blue unicorns and smelling of baby powder and perfume, itwas a baby girl’s dream come true. An adult sized crib painted in whiteenamel with soft pink chiffon d****ry and raised chiffon netting with alarge poof tied off with a bright pink satin ribbon was against one wall.A changing table stood nearby with shelving filled with diapers and allthe necessary powders and lotions required. A pink plastic mat on thefloor took up most of the remaining space and had numerous dolls,coloring books and crayons, cut-out books with blunted scissors and pastestacked in neat piles. A large rocking horse with straps for securing therider and a rocking chair finished the furnishings.Matilda fastened him to the changing table and soon had his filthy diaperoff and his bottom and groin cleaned. Before she pinned his new diaper inplace, she took a small egg shaped white suppository and inserted it intohis anus. A pale yellow plastic panty with six rows of white lace werepulled up his legs and secured around his waist. The waist cinch andbullet bra were left on him but the dress removed. The dress was replacedby a long pale yellow with prancing pink unicorns flannel night gown. Ithad a bright yellow satin draw string at the hem so that his feet couldbe secured inside. His mittens were replaced with bright yellow satinones. A yellow satin mop cap was placed on his head as a finishing touch.Cleaned and dressed, she took him into his old bathroom where she washedconverted by Web2PDFConvert.comhis face and brushed his teeth. Back in the nursery, she put him in thecrib and gave him another large bottle of formula to drink. To hissurprise, he saw a small DVD television attached to the foot of the crib.Matilda turned it on and that horrible purple dinosaur with its mindnumbing songs began playing. Again he had to use his feet to secure thebottle in his mouth. When he had finished it, she put his pacifier backinto his mouth secured it with its ribbon so he couldn’t spit it out andpulled the draw string tight enfolding his feet inside the night dress.Turning out the lights, she left him imprisoned with that purple dinosaurstill playing on the television.It seemed to take hours for him to drift off to sleep as his mind keptrepeating all the nasty things that had happened to him. What filled hismind the most were thoughts of how long could he bear wearing diapers andwhat could he do to minimize this punishment. The annoying soft sound ofthe television finally faded away as sleep overcame him. Soon afterfalling into a fitful sleep, his stomach cramped painfully and he waswoken as he gushed into his diapers. Tears came rushing down his cheeksas the smelly mess began working its way all güvenilir bahis over his diapered bottom.In the morning he was changed and feed another large bottle of formula.Dressed in a frilly aqua satin baby dress with lots of white floral lace,matching plastic panties and mittens he was placed on the mat and told toplay with his toys. About an hour later his stomach cramped painfully andhe filled his diaper. Matilda was sitting in the rocker reading a bookwhen this happened. His pacifier muffled cries caught her attention andshe came over to him. Taking him by the arm, she led him over to therocking horse and secured him to the saddle. “Start rocking and look like you are having fun or that diaper stays onuntil lunch time,” were her only words. She went back to the rocker andpicked up her book.As he rocked enthusiastically with a false smile on his lips, the mush inhis diaper was forced into every crease and orifice. It also released thefoul odor into the air and it filled his lungs with its stench. Still hesmiled and rocked determined not to incur any further punishment.After a lunch of pureed peas, carrots and some of last night’s roast, hewas given another bottle of formula. He was told to get back on the matand play with his doll cut-outs when they got back to the nursery. Dinnerwas a repeat of lunch with pureed liver as the main course and he wasplaced back in the playpen while the ladies ate a scrumptious meal just afew feet away. Dinner and play time over, he was changed and dressed like the nightbefore except that she did not insert another suppository. He was soexhausted by that time, even the purple dinosaur couldn’t keep sleep fromovertaking him. The next three days followed this same pattern. By theend of the forth day, he vowed to do whatever was necessary to never bepunished like that again. He also vowed that if he ever got his hands onthat purple dinosaur, he would tear him into shreds. It took him a longtime to get that silly “I love” song out of his mind. He did not have to pretend to be happy when Matilda brought him back tohis old room. He was taken into the bathroom and handed his douche kitalong with a tampon. As he worked the nozzle into his bottom, she placeda pink condom on his erect penis. Even the thought of what was about totranspire did not bring a frown to his face. She dressed him in a pair of white bridal satin pantaloons with lots oflace around the knee, matching satin corset, training bra and camisole. Apale blue poly blouse with short capped lacy sleeves, pleated front witha high ruffled collar that tickled his chin was buttoned up the back. Apair of neon bright baby blue velvet shorts with matching lace frilledsuspenders was next. Blue knee high nylons with attached blue satingarters and a pair of blue patent leather Mary Jane’s with pointed toesfinished his dressing.At the vanity, he did his best to apply all his cosmetics correctly. Ittook him three tries but Miss Matilda did not reprimand him for his ineptattempts. She brushed out his hair and tied a bright blue satin ribbon atthe top of his curly mop. As he was led down to breakfast, he couldn’t help but think that life wasmuch better even if he had to dress like a stupid sissy. “Even my corsetdoesn’t bother me,” he thought as they entered the kitchen. He did notrealize just how much weight he had lost with the constant diarrhea anddiet. Plus with the tight corseting and waist cincher, his body wasbeginning to conform to the metal stays.After a real breakfast of two pieces of toast, unsweetened tea, and onepoached egg he felt better than he had in a long time. It wasn’t until hestood before Miss Nelson that he began to fret.converted by Web2PDFConvert.com”Come here Camille and sit in my lap,” she ordered. As he sat on herupper thigh with his round bottom not sticking over it and his legsdangling down the other side, she gave him a hug. “You took yourpunishment well but I warn you that the next time you give us anyproblems….well I think you get the idea. Don’t you my little sissy?Now I want you to tell me who and what you are and I want a sincereanswer.”It took him a moment to compose himself before he replied, “Miss Nelsonmy name is Camille and I am a….a little…little sissy.” He managed toconvince her that he was sincere and received a broad smile from her fullbright red painted lips.”Very good my little darling sissy Camille,” she began. “As a reward, Ithink that you should begin to have other little sissy friends to playwith. Being cooped up in this house all the time is not good for yourdevelopment and social skills are a real necessity. I have talked to Mr.Henri at the salon and he was very helpful. So Saturday morning, I willsend you over to the salon to make some new friends. While you are thereask him give you a beauty treatment….oh…that precious little tattooyou have looks so intriguing showing through your blouse. I think, as afurther reward, I’ll have Miss Matilda take you back and get a smallunicorn tattooed over your right breast. Isn’t that a wonderful ideaCamille?”Jacob was stunned and in shock with the revelation that he was going tonot only meet other boys just like him but actually have to do thingswith them. It took him a moment for her tattoo comment to sink in. “I asked you if you thought that getting a small unicorn tattoo would bea wonderful idea Camille.” Her voice brought him out of his stunned silence and knowing that he hadno choice but to sound enthusiastic replied, “Oh yes! That is a wonderfulidea. Thank you so much Miss Nelson.””I just knew that you would love that idea darling,” she said with abroad smile. She pulled him into her very ample bosom and hugged himtight. “You are turning into a very special sissy Camille. Now don’t goand ruin it for me by causing any more trouble. Okay, that is enough ofthis love fest. Go with Miss Matilda. I am sure that she has lessons foryou to do. Give us a kiss dear before you hop down.”Jacob meant to kiss her on her fat cheek but she surprised him and kissedhim full on the mouth. Her bright red lipstick smearing all over his lipsand chin mixing with his rose pink painted lips. He almost gagged when hefelt her tongue plunge deep into his mouth but kept his promise tohimself….Do whatever it takes to keep from going back to diapers.forced to be a Sissy IVJacob wanted to wipe the back of his hand across his lips after Miss.Nelson’s sloppy wet kiss but managed to restrain the impulse. Instead heslipped off her lap and performed a curtsey saying, “Thank you Miss Nelsonand I promise to be a good sissy.”Placing his hands in the expected position, he swished after Miss Matildaback to his old room. He was happy to be back in the extremely feminineroom and hoped he would never see the nursery again. Jacob took in a bigbreath of the heavily floral scented room and flushed the last of the babypowder smell from his constricted lungs. His ribs ached from the strain ofthe corset and his intake of air but he did not mind.Miss Matilda led him over to the vanity where she had him repair hissmeared lipstick and fluff up his golden curls. She then led him into thebathroom where he was allowed to douche and replace his tampon. Having toclean out the filled condom did not dampen his resolve.Back in the bedroom, he spent the next hour practicing his sissymannerisms. Satisfied that he was improving, Miss Matilda had him sit andbegin practicing his voice lessons. The recorder was turned on and theheadset placed over his ears. He began reading along with the girlishvoice in his ear from a book of poems while his voice was being recorded.By the time he was finished with his voice lesson, his voice was hoarse.After taking a break for a light lunch, she had him practice his writingskills. He was handed pen, paper and several English Literature schoolassignments written by young girls. He was instructed to copy their stylesand include little hearts over the “i’s” and to put smiley faces insidethe “o’s.” Miss Matilda told him that she wanted to see a nice sissy girlstyle when she returned. When she returned to check his progress, he was still diligently at work.Miss Matilda examined what he had accomplished and nodded her approval.”Well, your handwriting has improved but you still need a lot of practice.I think that an essay…say two hundred words at the least, about how muchyou enjoy all your girlie activities. Like how much you enjoy performingyour personal hygiene, make up, deportment and dressing activities. Youhave an hour then it will be time for dinner.”After he finished his nightly beauty ritual, Jacob was surprised to seeMiss Matilda place on his bed fresh soft diapers, semi-transparent lilaccolored plastic panty with white lace frills at the leg openings and wasteband, waist chinch in a bright violet satin with matching bullet bra and ababy doll nightie in a shimmering violet. The lingerie was topped off witha matching white lace ruffled mop cap.Fictionmania Message Board New Stories Search Info Title Imagesconverted by Web2PDFConvert.comSeeing the look of horror on his face she explained, “Camille this is justa reminder and you will not be required to use your nappies. Come overhere and let me get you dressed for bed.”Once he was dressed, she sat beside him on the bed and began to gently rubhis diapered crotch. The crinkling of the plastic panty as she rubbed rangloudly in his ears. “You did very well today Camille and tonight I amgoing to reward you,” she said as she placed the phallic shaped pacifierinto his mouth. As she continued to rub his diapered crotch, she began with her free handto pinch and twist his nipples through the fabric of his bra. Despite theutter humiliation of her actions, his penis became quite erect. As heneared climax, he sucked more heavily on his pacifier and began to moansoftly. She began messaging his groin and playing with his nipples muchrougher as he neared and finally reached his climax. Smiling to herself,she got up, kissed him on the forehead and left the room. Jacob totallyspent; fell into an exhausted sleep still sucking on the pacifier.The rest of the week was spent in a similar manner with Miss Matildabringing him to climax inside his diaper. Finally Saturday arrived and histrip to the salon was set for 10:00a.m. He was dressed especially frillyfor the event. A satin penis sheath of florescent lime green was followedby a matching pair of pantaloons with six rows of green floral lace at theknees. Forest green corset and matching satin demi-bra in an A cup thatwas filled with his flesh was followed by an ivory polyester poet’s blouseand matching velvet shorts. A forest green satin sash was fastened at hisside in a large flouncy bow and pale green knee high nylons pulled up hislegs and secured with forest green satin garters. The garters had a largepale green satin bow attached at the side and his feet were placed intoforest green patent leather two inch spiked heeled pumps. Fingerless whitelace gloves and a forest green beret was place on his golden curls as afinishing touch.Trying to keep his composure, Jacob stepped out of the car in front of thesalon and assuming the position, began swishing to the front door. Insidehe dropped into a curtsey at the receptionist desk and in his best girlievoice said, “Good morning Miss. I am here for my appointment with Mr.Henri.”Paulette smiled at Jacob and told him to have a seat and Mr. Henri wouldbe right with him. As he turned to take a seat, he noticed a very strangeperson sitting in the end chair. His hair was in an extreme Mohawk styledyed platinum blond with bright yellow dyed fringe. Otherwise the scalpwas polished and shown brightly in the light. His exposed body was coveredin very feminine tattoos and had more piercings than he had ever seenbefore. The stranger was dressed in a semi-transparent pale pink nylon bolerostyled top held together with four dainty golden chains that exposed smallbut pert looking breasts. He had on hip hugging purple nylon pants thatflared at mid-calf out into large cuffs. A pink lace scrunchy was aroundhis left wrist. Jacob wanted to sit as far away from this strange personas possible but Miss Matilda took the only other chair. He was forced tosit right beside this strange creature. “Hi, my name is Gladys,” the strange looking person said looking straightat Jacob. “I just love your hair and precious velvet shorts. What’s yourname?”Jacob could tell that the stranger was actually a guy by the sound of hisdeep lilting voice. Up until then he wasn’t sure what his sex really was.Jacob did not want to say anything and continued to ignore him but MissMatilda nudged him in the ribs while giving him a scowl.Taking the hint, he looked over at the boy and stuttered,”I…I’m….Jac..er…er I’m Camille.””Its soooo nice to meet you Camille,” Gladys replied. “I imagine you’rehere to have a restyle from Mr. Henri? He is just the mostest when itcomes to taking care of us you know. I just wish that he would be a littlefriendlier, if you know what I mean. He is just sooo professional and all.I’m here for a little trim and was told I was too meet someone. Oh, I hopeit’s you! You’re just the cutest little thing. Am I supposed to be meetingyou? Please say yes.””Errrr…I…I don’t know. Miss Matilda said I was here to get a touch up,”Jacob replied. He hoped with all his heart that he wasn’t the one. “Afterall,” he thought, “I certainly do not want to spend time with this queer.What does he think I am?”Before Gladys could respond, he was called to the back by Mr. Henri forhis touch up. As he got up from his seat, Gladys blew him a kiss and witha limp wrist waved bye-bye.converted by Web2PDFConvert.comJacob heaved a sigh of relief as Gladys went through the curtains. Hisrelief was short lived as a woman entered the shop with what could only bedescribed as a big baby. The only thing keeping the big baby from fallingto his knees was the strong grip of the woman. She led him over to thevacant seat and made sure he wouldn’t fall out by belting a strap aroundhis fat middle. Jacob looked at him in both wonder and fear. The big baby had large teddybear ear rings in his lobes, Golden ringlet hair just like Shirley Temple,bright green eye shadow and was sucking on a big dummy. He was wearing apink tee shirt that revealed that he was wearing a training braunderneath. In silver glitter were the words “Little Princess” imprintedon the shirt. A pair of pink plastic panties frilled all around in rows ofwhite lace covered what was obviously a thick diaper, white anklet sockswith three rows of pink lace and a pair of white patent leather babyshoes. There was the strong smell of baby powder mixed with a hint ofurine coming from where he sat. Jacob had thought that the other boy was strange but this one took thecake. He had never seen anything like this big baby before and hoped thathe wouldn’t have too again. Miss Matilda told him to get up so that theother woman could have a seat.Jacob was only too glad to accommodate her wish. As he stood observing thethree, he couldn’t help but remember when he had been forced to weardiapers. He cringed at the memory and he began to feel sorry for the bigbaby. The contrast between Gladys and the big baby was not lost on him.”Was Miss Matilda trying to send him a message?” he thought. “Or was thisjust a coincidence?” He was lost in his thoughts when Mr. Henri came toget him.”Oh Miss Matilda,” he said “Your little sissy looks just precious in thatoutfit.”On hearing that, Jacob remembered his training and performed a pertcurtsey and said in his feminine voice,” Thank you Mr. Henri.”In the salon, he was treated to another total body waxing, pedicure andmanicure and had his hair re-colored and permed. When that was complete,Mr. Henri said, “Come along with me now precious. I have some friends thatwant to meet you and you can play together while I style Miss Matilda andMiss Margaret’s hair.”His worst fears were becoming true as he was led into another room. Thisroom was obviously a girl’s playroom filled with stuffed toys, dolls, playkitchen, and other assorted games and such. Inside, the big baby playedwith a Raggedy Anne doll and Gladys was reading a fashion magazine whilesitting on a pink enamel stool.”Boys, boys,” Mr. Henri said while clapping his hands together. “May Ihave your attention? This is Camille and she is new here. So I want you tomake her feel comfortable while I style her Nanny’s hair. Play nice niceand I won’t have to send in Martha to baby sit. Camille say hi to Gladysand Baby.”For a few moments Jacob stood nervously twisting his hands together as theother occupants of the room examined him. Gladys was the first toacknowledge him by waving him over to sit in a near by stool. The big babyjust slobbered some nonsense mumbles through his pacifier and returned toplaying with his doll. “Oh, I am so glad it was you that I was supposed to meet. Master Lee,that’s my owner, said that I would have some fun today but usually thatmeans another tattoo or punishment. The last time he said I was going tohave some fun was at a biker rally. Believe me, when I tell you honey,that it wasn’t fun, it wasn’t. I had to wear a maxi pad for a week afterthat little bit of entertainment. Mr. Henri said that you are new to this?Do you want to talk about it? I have a very sympathetic ear.”There was a loud blaat sound from where the big baby sat and a stenchbegan to fill the air. When they looked his way with frown on their faces,the big baby just smiled widely and went on playing with his doll.Grabbing Jacob’s hand, Gladys said, “Let’s move over here to the farcorner where we can get away from him.”Jacob couldn’t help but follow as Gladys grabbed his hand and pulled himalong. In the far corner, Gladys pulled him down to sit practically in hislap. “Mr. Lee said that we should become real good friends or else he willpunish me. Your Nanny also told me to be friends with you as well. So, Iguess whether or not you really want to be my friend it doesn’t matter. Ifyou are smart you had better act like it.””What do…do you mean by that? I don’t know your Mr. Lee and I’m sure thatconverted by Web2PDFConvert.comI didn’t see Miss Matilda talking to you,” Jacob replied.”You’re not as smart about all this as you better be. Do you think for oneminute that all this is just an accidental meeting? Come on sweetie, thinkabout it for a moment. Ahhh, I see that the light comes on. Look Camille,I was a normal boy until Mr. Lee got hold of me. I liked girls and playingfootball…shit…I liked everything about being a boy chasing tail andstuff.””I wasn’t the big macho type guy and while I had my share of dates reallydidn’t fit in with most of the crowd at school. My parents were always toobusy for me and then I met this guy Carl. He was one of the big men oncampus and for him to take an interest in me was sort of a cool you know.Well, he had a big Harley and would take me places on it. It was so coolthat I let him have a lot of influence on me. My down fall came when I wasintroduced to marijuana and bikes by this so called friend of mine. Yousee, darling, so being accepted by Carl and this biker gang made me feelimportant. Well one thing led to another. I dropped out of school; then myparents kicked me out of the house and I met Mr. Lee.””With no place to go and more importantly no food, Mr. Lee took me in. Ishould have known better but…..anyway I ended up looking like this andhaving to serve his needs and orders. I have learned that obeying is a lotmore preferable than disobeying whatever he wants. I wasn’t smart enoughback then to know that and now I have to wear maxi pads all the timebecause he stretched out my boy pussy so much. You know, it is possible toput a two liter soda bottle up there? No, I guess you don’t and if you getsmart you won’t have to learn that the hard way like I did. Guess I’m kindof use to all this by now. Besides, the way I look, how could I ever goback to the old me? My advice to you is either escape as soon as you canno matter how you are dressed or look or just accept whatever they wantyou to become. Just make sure that if you decide to run away that you planit very well…..otherwise…well I think you can guess what they would do toyou better than I.”As Gladys finished talking, the big baby began crawling over to where theysat. He was sucking loudly on his pacifier and mumbling “me want purtygirlie” as he approached them.”Oh My God! Jacob said as the he finally understood the big baby’s speech.”There is no way in hell that I am going to be friends with thatmonstrosity. Gladys what can I do to stop this insanity?””Well for one thing, you can kiss me and when I say kiss me I mean withfeeling,” Gladys replied. “It will tell him that you are otherwise engagedand he will back off and at the same time prove to our observers that youlike me.””What do you mean observers?” Jacob asked.”See that full length mirror over there? It is a one way mirror and I amwilling to bet everything I own that Mr. Lee and your watchdog are behindthat glass looking at us. Like I told you earlier, Mr. Lee and yourgoverness have decided that you will pick one of us to be friends with.The choice is yours, you know? I think I can offer you more than thatthing crawling at our feet.””Wh…why do I have to kiss you? I’m not gay or anything like that.” “Because that is what is expected of us. Don’t you understand anything?They want us to become lovers and if we don’t, then they will find a wayto make you wish that we did. Now put your hands around my neck and pullme close and give me a big kiss with all the tongue lashing that youpossess or you will find yourself in the arms of that baby sitting on thefloor drooling for a chance to be with you.”Jacob did as he was told and throughout the experience fought with astrong desire to toss his cookies. The kiss lasted for about five minutesbut seemed to last for hours but when they broke apart Ms. Matilda wasstanding with an approving smile on her lips before them. “I am so glad that you are making new friends Camille,” She said, “but itis time for us to go now. Give your sweetie a goodbye kiss and make sureyou get his number so that you can play together later.”Jacob did as he was told and followed Ms. Matilda out of the salon. He wasin a state of total bafflement as she led him over to the tattoo parlor.It wasn’t until he was seated in the chair and the stinging of a needleinto his left breast awoke him back to reality. As he left the tattoo parlor he sported a new pale blue unicorn over hisleft breast and had his naval pierced. A pretty pink butterfly pendantfloated over his little innie belly button. Too much pain andembarrassment filled his mind as they walked back to the car for him torealize all that had happened that day.

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