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

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I did as told, and all watched me, as my aunt wrapped a towel around me outside the conservatory. Aunt held it, while mom, under it, pulled my pants off. Yes, that's much better, sweetheart,” answered Carolyn, a knowing smile crossing her lips. “Sit here and I'll start your bath water,” she said, turning and entering the adjacent bathroom.

Auntie and my cousins decided to go to town but despite the protests, I decided I was not ready yet to let other people see me. After they left I went for a walk and ran into Luke. At first, I was a bit unsure but after I realized he was convinced that I was a girl I decided to have some fun.Carolyn lay me down with my head resting on Aunt Mary’s breasts and then put on her negligee and gown and left the room. Aunt Mary said, “Chrissy my darling can you just get up a minute while I remove my negligee?” Why on earth did you fool around, in the knowing mom has to return early, to be up for work in the morning. You’re not getting into the car like that. I began to grow uncomfortable as my felt my bladder fill up and Carolyn, taking notice asked, “Is there something wrong, sweetheart?” But of course, I'm sure she'll want to look and smell her best on her first time out to eat,” Aunt Mary responded, her voice equally serious in tone.

Caroline got toilet paper and began to wipe me. She got me to roll over on to my stomach so she could get to my rear. I did not lie flat on the table as my clitty was making that difficult so I had my rear in the air. It was good as Carolyn wiped me. Carolyn said, “Just hold that position while I go get a cloth and some water. As I waited there with my rear in the air I wondered what the ladies had in store for me today.

Lauren nearly laughed at such a question but she held it in, “Some of the parents don’t like it too much and the school board agreed. So, I can’t give it anymore, or else I’ll be in trouble.”

I want to tell you first about what Sissy Karen said when she wrote to me not long ago. She said: "Why does Prim always talk about the most girlish sissies in his stories as if they are boys and not transformed into girls? It's 'He said this' and 'she told him to do that'. Wouldn't it be more girly to pass a point in the story, somewhere near the start, where he becomes a girl, so it's 'she felt lovely in her new dress' instead? I have just finished reading your lovely storyette in PDQ, and I wanted to tell you how much I enjoyed it darling. You really are a brilliant writer and illustrator, and I loved your idea of a Sissy Kissy Panty Boy Club - all the Female Domination and humiliation is just what we sissies crave for. The next morning was a bit chilly, so after putting on my lacy bra panties and camisole I put on a top and a warm full red skirt. Then I put on a cream jumper that came to my waist. At breakfast that morning I saw the others had dressed much the same - I was happy to see I was getting the hang of being a girl because I really enjoyed it.

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She unpinned my outer diaper and removed it once I had lifted myself. Next she unpinned the satin diaper and exposed my mess. She said, “Ooh Baby is really messy, but don’t worry I will clean you up.” My clitty began to get hard and Carolyn said, “Looks like baby just loves being messy.” Oh well, stay in the nude, but I am having four women friends here tomorrow for tea, you will be seen by all of them. Do you wish to be seen naked ? in and shut the door behind them. “Turn around, Peter.” said Hilda. “Yes, that's a good start – you're Carolyn said, “Well my darling I can give you a few pointers, you don’t need much really as you are so girly.” After being shown the way, Carolyn took me by the hand and led me down the hall to the door marked “Ladies.”