itsmeganprincess: Amber’s New Toy (Part 7)Sissy fiction by MeganprincessIt took Jennifer long
itsmeganprincess: Amber’s New Toy (Part 7)Sissy fiction by MeganprincessIt took Jennifer long minutes to get down the stairs in her new six inch high heels. She was forced to watch every step she took and hold on tightly to the bannister. As she prepared breakfast for Amber, she wondered how long this could go on and peeked out the window at the falling snow but was quickly interrupted by an impatient yell:‘Hurry up with my breakfast, maid!’A few minutes later, Jennifer entered Amber’s bedroom with the tray of food and waited on her new boss who acted like a little queen while she lorded her power over the sissy by making him feed her and wipe her mouth. She also drilled the sissy on the new girl voice demanded of such a feminine wimp. Conditioning him. Teasing him relentlessly:‘Say “I am a girl.” ‘Say “I like to wear panties and dresses.” ‘Say “I am Miss Amber’s maid.” ‘Say “wearing lipstick makes me feel pretty.” ‘Say “I belong in high heels and bras.” ‘Say “My name is Jennifer and I am a maid.” ‘Make your voice higher, Jenni. Girlier. Higher! Girlier! Higher still. Good girl! Now, say it all over again. You will always speak in your new voice to me. Always sound like what you are. A girl. A good obedient maid to your superior. Now, you may start on your tasks. Here is the list of your chores, maid.’And with a flourish she produced a long list of work for Jennifer to do. Amber smiled in victory as she watched her new toy’s face fall as the long list was read in silent mortification by the uniformed sissy at her command.At that moment Jimmy’s cellphone rang. A small sign that he was being conditioned to obey Amber was the small look he gave her, seeking approval before he answered it. He teetered over on the pink high heels and said ‘hello’ but, forgetting for a moment, spoke the words in the girliest of tones before clearing his throat and repeating himself in a deeper voice. It was Brody on the other end who laughed and said:‘Ha! I thought that was Amber at first. You sounded like a little girl. You okay dude? We are stuck here. The roads are closed until Sunday so we will be back tomorrow. Mom says Amber knows where the money is if you guys need anything.’Amber leaned in close so she could hear every word. Her smile grew as she heard of the delay in the return of her big brother and her parents. The grin turned into a frown when she heard what Brody said next:‘Oh, and tell my bratty little sister that mom says she has a ton of chores to do before we get home. Sorry you got turned into a babysitter for her like this. Alright, J dog, see you tomorrow bro!’How she hated Brody! To think of this little pansy in front of her in a pink maid’s dress being her babysitter. Too funny!‘So, I have chores to do, eh? You know better than that though, don’t you, princess? My chores are now your chores, maid. So get to work.’Over the next three hours, Jennifer scrubbed and mopped and vacuumed in the pink uniform with the frilly white apron of lace. Amber, after changing into a fresh outfit for the day, followed her toy around and criticized her work and scolded her until Jennifer cowered like a true wimp and worked harder. Amber now wore a simple white top, floral pants, and sneakers. Completely casual unlike her frilly sweating maid. At one point, the little taskmaster made her new sissy puppet dust the top shelves in the den and when Jennifer’s little panties were exposed, Amber popped her hard on the ass with her open palm:‘Oh, you naughty little slut. Showing off your panties. Are you practicing for when you will tease boys on the way to the bus stop? When you will be wearing a flirty little skirt and heels. I can just see you, Jennifer, accidently-on-purpose dropping your books as you walk in front of a group of cute guys and bending over to pick them up and teasing them with your little pink ruffled panties like a real slut.’She watched with joy as her maid blushed deeply at these comments while tried to urgently yank the hem of her dress down further to prevent further spanks on her pantied butt‘Awww! Is Jennifer blushing? Is she blushing because she knows it’s true? Does Jennifer want boys to like her? Does Jennifer want to wear pretty clothes to school? Hmm? Carry a little purse to class? Put on makeup in the bathroom with the other girls?’As morning turned to afternoon, Jennifer finally finished the long list of chores to the satisfaction of her new boss. The last two items on the list might have been the most humiliating. Jennifer was made to shine all of Amber’s shoes by hand and to slowly place a big wet kiss on the bottom of each one while pictures were taken. Kissing the bottoms of the sneakers that Amber was actually wearing, while she looked down gleefully on the poor pansy’s humiliation, camera in hand, from her perch on the side of the bed, was the worst for Jennifer. Then she was ordered with snapping fingers and giggles to clean Amber’s toilet with a toothbrush while being mocked for being such a pussy by the bratty girl who took video of the whole process. Jennifer was made to blow the wetness on the rim and the seat dry from her stockinged knees.It was with a sense of intense relief that Jennifer was finally allowed to take off her pink uniform and, standing in her bra and panties, was instructed to go take a scented bubble bath. She was handed the girliest of all bathrobes and told to be back in the bedroom in thirty minutes. Jennifer took off her bra with some difficulty and then lowered her panties as she looked at the robe. It was decorated with a ‘My Pretty Pony’ scene. Four fruity ponies and a rainbow. The sense of utter defeat deepened as Jennifer stepped the first pink painted toe into the tub. During this time Amber planned her next round of humiliation for the simpering sissy under her control. The little sissy she felt like she was now babysitting. She thought about pinning Jennifer into diapers and sliding plastic ruffled panties up her legs. The idea struck her as quite amusing. Powdering her big brother’s best friend with his legs held by one hand up in the air. Putting a pacifier in the wimp’s mouth and tying it tight around the back of the head. Making the pansy play in a crib while wearing a sweet little baby dress that would expose the crinkly plastic panties. Feeding the humiliated sissy with a baby bottle. Maybe finding the stroller in the basement and making the sissy get in it to be pushed around. She could threaten to call her girlfriends over to take her out in the stroller or change her diapers. Or make the sissy sit in a high chair and wear a pink bib. ‘Oh well. Maybe later if I get really bored’ Amber thought to herself as she rummaged through her closet looking for inspiration.When Jennifer came back into the room, she immediately saw the matching bra and panty set laid out and waiting for her on Amber’s bed.‘Take off your robe, sissy, and put on your pretty panties like a good girl.’The sissy tentatively reached a hand out and picked up the panties. These were incredibly girly and sexy. He touched the soft fabric and rubbed it between his fingertips as Amber covered her mouth giggling. The panties and bra were sheer white with a pattern of little pink hearts. Bra and panties both were adorned with pink satin ribbons as accents. Jennifer felt an unexpected stirring as her fingers traced over the soft delicate fabric and she tried to pull the robe tighter against her body to hide what she knew was surely there. But Amber, sensing some new victory, would not allow such modesty:‘Go ahead, Jenni. Step out of your robe and into your pretty panties.’As Jennifer shed the robe, she quickly pulled the panties up but to no avail. A loud laugh escaped Amber as she pointed and laughed at the stiff, jutting shame clearly visible in the front of the sissy’s panties:‘Oh my God! Somebody likes her new panties, doesn’t she? And you are blushing again. Such a girl. This is so funny. Okay, sissy, calm down. It’s okay. Miss Amber will help you. Are you gonna cry from embarrassment? Turn around. That’s a good girl. Let your new babysitter hook your pretty little matching bra on you. Good girl. Now turn around. Let Miss Amber see.’The stiffness at the front of Jennifer’s panties remained. But now something else was added. A growing circle of wetness as the red-faced sissy inadvertently advertised the fact that wearing pretty panties and bras was an exciting experience for him.‘Aww. Soooooo cute, Jennifer!! I never knew a boy that liked wearing pretty soft panties as much as you. Stay right there like a good girl. Babysitters always know what to do with little girls like you.’With that, she ducked into her bathroom and a moment later handed the exposed pansy a box.‘w-w-what is this?’‘Those are pantyliners, sweetheart. You can’t be ruining your adorable little panties with, umm, your excitement. That won’t do. Do you need help, princess?’‘No, please, no. I can figure it out. I’m sorry. I don’t know what it is. I don’t know why I feel like this. Please don’t tell. Please, Miss Amber?’‘Shhh. It’s okay. I love how you are using your sweet girl voice at all times now even when you beg. I won’t tell on you, Jennifer, if you are obedient this weekend. Now. Take a pantyliner out of the box. Good girl. Lower your panties a little bit. It’s okay, sissy. I have seen one of those before. Yours is weeping with what is called precum. It’s what comes out before a very excited boy does something else.’Here, Amber stifled yet another laugh as she realized she really was more mature than her older brother’s best friend as she explained a small fact of life to him while watching him lay in the pantyliner at the bottom and front of the sheer panties. The sissy kept his eyes down at her shoes out of shyness, scared to look into Amber’s laughing eyes, as he awkwardly pulled the panties back up into place.‘Now for the rest of your outfit for today, Jennifer. Start with the bottoms.’Jennifer reached for the item as directed but was surprised when she picked them up. They were so tiny. ‘Hold them up to your waist, princess. Aww! Those are perfect for you’And Amber gave a little clap as Jennifer held the shortest of bluejean shorts up against her waist. They were impossibly tiny. On the right side, a set of three little applique flowers in red, green, and yellow solidified the ultra-feminine appearance of the shorts. The little cuffs at the legs were the final humiliating detail. A minute later the sissy was struggling to zip them up and fasten the pesky snap.‘Suck in your belly, Jenni. This is what girls have to do to look cute for boys. By the way, are your panties fitting a little better now, little girl? Are you calming down? I will just have to make you wear pantyliners from now on. I better not tease you about cute boys or about making you carry a purse. Or…about having you wear high heels and skirts to school or you might get excited again and break a button on your shorts. Ha ha! Oh, my! Look how pretty and smooth your legs are since you shaved. Run your hands down them and tell me you feel pretty. Be a good girl for your babysitter.’And he did. And she clapped and giggled and handed the sissy a top.‘Put on your pretty little top now, Jennifer.’The top Jennifer put on was dainty and pink. Sleeveless.‘That’s called a peek-a-boo shoulder top. See the pretty little layer by the cups of your bra? That’s called a flounce. So cute. It covers your bra but the sheer material allows your bra straps to be clearly visible. Guys like that, Jennifer. And look how pretty your little smooth arms are. Aww, you can’t get your hands in the pockets of your shorts, can you, princess? No. They are too small. You can’t fit anything in them. That’s why you will have to get used to carrying a purse. Don’t fidget. You will get used to how to hold your hands and show off your painted nails playfully in front of boys. Now, step into your sandals.’Without even thinking about protesting the feminized sissy did as told.‘Now walk around, Jennifer. Those are so pretty on you and they match your blouse perfectly. Easier to walk around in than your regular high heels, right? Say “Yes maam” and walk around the room while I check you out. Your ass looks so sexy in your shorts. Jennifer is such a pretty girl. Those are called kitten heels. They also don’t have a strap around your ankles at the heel. Hear that little slapping sound as you walk, sissy, when the shoe smacks into the bottom of your foot with every step? That just makes guys hear you coming. It makes them pay attention to you. All girls love when boys look at them and pay attention to them. Speaking of boys…is your pantyliner working, princess? Does your babysitter need to change your panties? No? You sure?’Amber was struck by a fit of giggling again as she led Jennifer to the little makeup table to get her ready for the next humiliation she had planned for the day.To Be ContinuedReblog/like and leave comments to show you want more. 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