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

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The girl squealed and the head sister knew she made the correct choice. Though Tasha had to be punished as per school rules, the young woman became the cheerful girl she was the year before and only committing some rule violation sometimes. Tasha was an inspiration to many of the closeted kids within the boarding school and set up a Gender and Sexualities Alliance within St. John’s Catholic School, being one of the first religious schools to allow such a thing. frightening now, just how feminine my outline looked. My waist was now much thinner, but my hips were wider and of No, I am not, he can learn a lesson from this, if it is okay with you, Janet, mom said to her sister. My cousins ran a hot bath for me, and while waiting, unknowing to me, mom and my sister, bid a farewell to aunt and thanked her for such a lovely day.

Well, we could, and anyway, like Dad said, it would be for him and Mum.""O.K. then, we'll do it-yes?""Let's get it over with, then." Being November, there was an autumn chill in the air, and as they stood in the entrance hall, Carolyn went to fetch her mistress' sable coat. I felt totally mortified; never had I been treated like such a completely helpless child. Despite my humiliation, Carolyn smiled as the sound of water splashing in the bowl echoed in the small stall. When I was finished, instead of replacing my panties to their former position, the maid had me stand, my petticoats still raised to waist level. She took a tissue and gently dried the tip of my penis, and with the frilly white panties still around my ankles, she opened her purse and removed a small container.

I became happy. Thanks aunt; I replied. But little me doesn’t know that, my happiness won’t stay long. On the landing, Peter came out, and we both stood and stared at each other. He, too, wore a dress which matched mine, with his hair swept up. I gave him a faint smile as I noticed that, like me, he looked as pretty as a girl.

After a while, there they showed me a stream with an iron pipe across it, and told Debbie and myself, they used to dare other kids to cross on it, and then asked Debbie, do you wish to try? Short Story Writing | Writers | Read Online | Writing Contests | Writing Software | Writing Journals | Writing A Book | Writing A Novel Oh, sorry,” she said. She relaxed her grip. “Is that better?” She gave it a little rub, and I just gulped, and nodded ‘yes!’own - but they had that organised only too well also. “Hmm," said Hilda to Gertrude, “those suspenders on The girl’s eyes regain that cheerfulness it had before Lauren delivered the devastating news. “What?” The sister knew right then what to do. I don’t know, she always scolded me for everything, even little things, I won’t be able to live with her that long; I stated. I replied, "Well I suppose they would not really like the idea, my mom might be a bit sympathetic as she has said she wish she had a girl also, I have two brothers." Carolyn said, "Well you should just enjoy the feelings your clitty gives you” I replied, “My clitty, oh you mean my penis. That’s a better name for it and I love it when my clitty gets excited by my frillies.”