itsmeganprincess: Downstairs, Amber amused herself briefly by making Jennifer be her maid. She tied
itsmeganprincess: Downstairs, Amber amused herself briefly by making Jennifer be her maid. She tied a frilly white apron on the sissy. Jennifer was ordered to make popcorn and pizza rolls and then prepare drinks. As her personal pansy maid entered the den, drinks and snacks balanced on a serving tray, Amber snapped yet another picture of the hapless, trapped toy. As usual now, Jennifer wavered between abject humiliating fear and awkward tingling excitement. As she snuggled in under the soft “love pink” blanket with Amber, feelings of contentment and acceptance washed over her. For the next ninety minutes, the two girls watched the movie and snacked. But not in silence. Amber quizzed Jennifer over every detail. Jennifer had seen the movie before but never like this! Jennifer was asked all manner of questions about the girls in the movie. And their clothes. And their makeup. And their hair. And about the boys:“Do you think Aaron Samuels is cute, Jennifer?”“Tell me why you think he is so cute.”“Are you jealous of Cady?”“Do you like Regina George’s hair better in this scene or Karen’s’?“Would like to wear a skirt like Gretchen’s to school?”The questions about the movie gave way to more general questions. Questions that Jennifer was nervous about. But Amber was patient. And highly manipulative. She learned very quickly that a softly whispered word or two of encouragement uttered directly into the sissy’s ear accompanied by an ever-so-soft stroke to the bare skin above her knee-high socks produced the desired effect: Jennifer became compliant and responsive to the leading questions. Like a conditioned dog, she learned to seek approval by playing along and giving the right answers. Answers she sometimes gave without even thinking. The deeper meanings of what she was saying out loud lost in the feminine feelings caressing her soul.By the time they got bored with the second movie of the night, “Easy A.” Amber was putting Jennifer through her paces with exchanges like this:“What kind of boys do you think are the hottest? Smart, funny, or strong guys with muscles’?"Guys that have muscles.”“Guys that have muscles what, Jennifer’?And here she would "accidently” brush Jennifer’s exposed leg until she replied correctly:“Guys with muscles are the hottest.”“Good girl.”“Who is the hottest boy at your school, Jenni’?"Caleb Reynolds”“Ohh, the star quarterback at your school. You like him because he has muscles. Not like you at all. You are soft and pretty. You like to wear panties and cute clothes, don’t you Jennifer. You are a cute girl.”These previous words were whispered in the sissy’s ear. Amber’s warm breath electrifying Jennifer. Followed shortly thereafter by an even softer, more insinuating voice:“Cute girls like when hot guys kiss them, don’t they, Jennifer? Guys like when hot girls wear sexy skirts, don’t they, babydoll? You wanna wear panties and little skirts and make boys want you. Say it. Go ahead. Say it Jennifer. I won’t tell. You can tell me. Look at your shorts. What does it say? It says best friend. Its what we are. Girls can talk to each other about anything. Say it, princess.”“I want to wear pretty panties and sexy little skirts and make all the boys want to kiss me.”Under the blanket, Amber fiddled with the voice record function on her phone as they continued to talk about Jennifer’s absolute favorite makeup to wear. Whether she preferred skirts or dresses on dates. How bad she wanted to get her ears and belly button pierced. How she would love get her hair done at the salon. Ways she likes to flirt with boys at the mall or in the hallways at school. How she likes guys to treat her when they make out. All of it guided and coaxed by the sure instincts of Amber who was reveling in her ability to easily mold her new toy into a super feminine girly plaything for her entertainment.When the movies were over, Jennifer donned her frilly apron again and cleaned up. She was given orders to come up to the bathroom when the mess was put in order so she could get ready for bedtime. As she climbed the stairs, Jennifer could hear the water running in the bathroom. Amber sat on the side of the tub adding bubble bath soap. The air was filled with steam and the scent of flowers.“Okay, princess. All girls take bubble baths, so you will too. Take off all your clothes. I said all, sissy!”“Yes ma'am”Jennifer, completely naked in front of a girl for the first time in her life, stood ashamed and red-faced as she tried to cover herself with her hands from Amber’s sight. With a dismissive laugh, Amber informed Jennifer that is was okay if she saw. That what she was covering was a clitty and not a penis. That all girls have a cute little clit. Including Jennifer. Still feeling completely vulnerable, Amber’s submissive pet sank as quickly as she could into the cover of the bubbles in the tub.“Use this pink razor and get any yucky hair off of your legs and under your arms or any place else. Got it, Jennifer? You only need the pretty hair on your head. Don’t worry, princess. Its winter, so nobody will notice your hairless, girly legs. Unless I decide to tell everyone. Which I might do if you are not a good girl for me. When you get out of the tub you need to rub this kiwi lotion all over your arms and legs. It will make you smell pretty and it keeps your skin nice and soft and feminine. Take off your makeup with this remover after that. Then, put just your little panties back on and wrap this fluffy towel under your armpits and come across the hallway into my bedroom so I can put you to bed. I feel like I am babysitting a little girl ha-ha!”What a day! Jennifer nearly fell asleep in the tub. So much had happened. The images flashed through her mind as she shaved a few minutes later. The shaving, it turned out, went pretty easily since she didn’t really have much hair to begin with, being small and underdeveloped for her age. As she applied the fragrant lotion to her body, Jennifer, truly began to realize how girly her figure was and always had been. Taking off her makeup took much longer than she expected and she wondered how girls dealt with it. Finally wrapping the towel around her chest and under her arms as instructed, she went to Amber’s room.Where she found Amber putting the finishing touches on something on her computer. A website she was building. A website about Jennifer.“Oh, hey babygirl! Enjoy your bubble bath? Look what I made. This is just the title page but there is more.”Jennifer, still wrapped in her towel, looked over Amber’s shoulder at the computer screen at the image of a girl wearing a pink party dress. In cursive text above the image were these words:JENNIFER’S GIRLY WEB PAGESIn smaller letters just beneath these it went on:A girl looking for dates with boys/menBut that wasn’t all!! Under the picture of the girl in the pink dress were these ominous words:‘Click here to view Jennifer’s full profile’Jennifer’s jaw dropped open in surprise and shock as Amber clicked at the spot indicated. A page opened up with little thumbnails. Each of these, once tapped, opened up a full image of Jennifer. Jennifer in bra and panties. Jennifer with an apron and serving tray. Jennifer blowing kisses at the camera while laying seductively on the bed in lingerie and high heels. Jennifer in pigtails playing with barbie dolls while wearing a cute little jean skirt. Jennifer applying makeup. Another shock went through Jennifer as Amber hovered the pointer over another spot on the page and thumbnails of videos and audios came into view. Video of Jennifer walking in her high heels with a purse held daintily in the crook of her elbow. Jennifer blowing her nails dry. Audio of Jennifer saying she wanted to wear skirts and be kissed by boys at school. It was all there. Jennifer felt like fainting. Amber couldn’t stop giggling. The tension ratcheted up in the little bedroom until Amber felt mercy when she saw a tear slowly form and roll down Jennifer’s cheek:“Aww, babygirl. Please don’t cry. This is just for us. This is just for you. So you will be able to look at it if you ever want to later. It’s not linked into anything. It’s not posted anywhere. See? I know this is all scary. Please don’t cry, Jennifer. See how pretty you look in these pictures? You are amazing and beautiful. You don’t need to be ashamed or scared. There. Feel better now? I’m sorry for teasing you and laughing but you should have seen your face! I think I should reward you for being such a good girl. Do you want to sleep in my pretty little canopy bed tonight? You will love it. You can even pretend you are me if you want to. Wait! I know. Let’s put you into something that will make you feel even prettier. You deserve it. You are my sweet little girl.”At these last words Jennifer blushed deeply. The fear of the web page that Amber had designed quickly receded as she thought about what it would be like to sleep in a real girl’s bed. It was so pretty and sweet. Like all of his feelings on this issue, he was both repulsed and attracted by the over-top-femininity of the pink canopy bed with the sheets decorated in princesses and castles and handsome princes. Jennifer’s reverie was interrupted when Amber told her how much she would love wearing her newest outfit to bed while she teasingly dangled a pair of panties from the end of one of her fingertips.Jennifer almost could not take off her shorts, crop top, and socks fast enough. She stepped out of the baby blue panties without even bothering to try to cover up her girly clit. And she quietly stepped into her second pair of girl’s panties ever.These were pink and full cut… and plain? The heart of a true sissy was revealed in this moment. Jennifer was surprised to discover that she was slightly disappointed that her new panties didn’t have all of the feminine details so prominent in the first pair Amber had put her in. No ribbons. No lacy edging. Just plain pink panties. They did feel soft and pretty as she pulled them up into place but…still.Amber, ever the keen observer, saw her effeminate sissy’s face fall as it registered dismay. And she knew the cause of the reaction. But she had an ace up her sleeve. Or behind her back, actually. And as she produced it and showed it to Jennifer, she could not suppress a chuckle of satisfaction. Jennifer all but yanked the article of lingerie from Amber’s hands.“Well don’t just look at it, Jennifer, put it on. That is the other part of your outfit. Its what you are sleeping in. It will make you feel so pretty when you are dreaming tonight about hot boys making out with you. Good girl. Just like that. Like a jacket almost or a vest. Now put the soft straps over your shoulders and I will fasten the front.”It was a matching pink lingerie top. Elegant and delicate. The cups for Jennifer’s non-existent breasts were cutely outlined by gathered ruffles of pink ruching. Matching vertical ruffles ran down the front of the top and sat prissily along the bottom edge of the garment. The crowning touch of this most feminine of sissy wear was the series of pink ribbons which acted as ties to close the front of Jennifer’s lingerie. Face to face Jennifer and Amber stood while the sissy was fitted. Jennifer was now beyond excited and not nearly ready to admit to Amber a certain physical reaction she was having at the moment. A reaction she didn’t even know how to explain or describe but which was characterized by an increasing discharge of a clear liquid into the front of her pink panties. Not an orgasm but something else. And, aside from this there were other, less tangible things she couldn’t put into words. Her feelings and sensations. Of happiness. Of warmth. Of a pleasantly maddening tingling up and down her spine and throughout her body. The recognition of undreamed of discovery. Of a new, pretty self. A true self.As Amber fastened the bottom, and last, ribbon at the front of Jennifer’s lingerie, she quickly looked straight into Jennifer’s eyes. What she saw in those eyes - a hint of the feminine feelings transforming Jennifer - melted Amber’s heart. Before she could think, she had done it. Amber softly and swiftly kissed Jennifer full on the lips. And then she was gone and the door was closed. Jennifer sat on the edge of the bed and let out an uncertain laugh….To Be Continued -- source link