The big house was quiet....the family all away. It was at moments like this when she found herself pondering a great many things.....everything from what to have for dinner to the very nature of the universe and place in it to the looks that the Lady of the House gave her while she worked. It was those looks that most often occupied her thoughts. She wondered if she were reading them wrong......but they felt intense.....full of heat and a deep, terrible desire. The sorts of feelings that the Man of the House never engendered in his Lady. The sorts that only they're uniform-clad servant girl could. In these quiet moments.....she wondered if the Lady of the House would ever act on those feelings...or if she'd just push them deep till they faded away. Now, don't you worry your little head, dear; it seems you'll get to play dress-up a little longer is all. It'll be wonderful having a sweet little girl in the house all weekend, you'll see.” 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. I was more confidant of going out to eat with my two kind hosts. Carolyn told to me to sit down at the vanity bench and I did so gracefully and in a girly manner.

How was this possible?” I thought to myself. As I turned to see the reflection from another angle, it hit me. As the layers of taffeta swished about my nylon-covered legs, there was no mistake. This was no dreamlike image - this was I! I could have remained before the mirror for hours had the two women not awakened me from my reverie. Aunt Mary asked me if everything was all right and I nodded. I now having emptied my bladder could continue on my soft drink. We finished meal and then Aunt Mary called for the bill and then after it was settled they left the restaurant. Carolyn opened the rear doors of the car, the pink Cadillac convertible that had the top up, for her mistress and I. I rested my head on the bosom of my host as Carolyn drove off. Carolyn said, “I think our darling girl behaved impeccably in restaurant. “ Looking out to the car, the old priest smiled and waved to what appeared to him a pretty young girl. “Oh, I'm afraid that's not allowed; the academy is cloistered to women.” Oh Christine, you look absolutely wonderful,” exclaimed Aunt Mary, thoroughly pleased at the latest transformation. “I wish Susan could be here to see how darling you are.” After donning their wraps, the two ladies led me to the car for the drive downtown to the restaurant, while daintily dressed as a girl. After a few minutes, the change was remarkable. Eye shadow, a bit of mascara, and blush had served to remove any hint of boyishness. I enjoyed being made up as it would remove all traces of boy.All finished, sweetheart,” she said, helping to straighten my petticoats as they floated down over my legs. Carolyn continued, "Chrissy my dear you are probably wondering how I have milk in my breasts. I do have a baby; one of the other maids is looking after him in the servant quarters." 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. 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?”

Fiction Writing | Blog Writing | Creative Writing | Essay Writing | Letter Writing | Poetry Writing | Technical Writing | Story Writing Father, I'm Mrs. Alexander and one of your students is staying with me over the holiday. It seems we left without his suitcase. Did you happen to come across it in the driveway last evening?”It seems we'll have a young lady joining us for dinner today, Carolyn, and not the almost teenage boy we were expecting,” the older woman quipped. 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.”

Though she tried not to giggle, it was obvious me Carolyn took great delight in my misfortune. “Don't look so sad, Chrissy; there'll be time enough to try on all sorts of pretty things now. It'll be just like having a real live Barbie Doll to dress for a few days. Come Monday, I'll wager you'll feel terrible wearing nasty boy clothes.” I knew that was true as these clothes they put me in were so much nicer and softer than my own. It seems it's definitely against the rules to allow ladies inside the grounds,” and with a gleam in her eyes added, “and as cute as you look, sweetheart, I'm afraid that applies to you, too.” Startled, I didn't know what to think. Had she really offered to end all of this? And, more to the point is this I really wanted down deep? Reflecting on all the events of the previous 24 hours, it didn't take long for me to stand and spreading my petticoats and skirt carefully, more gracefully took my seat again. Kathryn! Please come upstairs, Dear! I need you......" came a voice from far away. There was something different in the Lady's voice today. A small smirk came to her lips.....perhaps today was the day she'd find out..... This dress has the timeless A-line skirt style and cinched waist, but with sexy PVC to give it a kinky twist. Perfect for costume parties and roleplay, this is a versatile dress that you are guaranteed to love.Taking my hand while I was dressed delicately Aunt Mary beamed, “Come along, sweetheart”, and with my skirts bobbing we walked together to the car. As she slid the silky panties up and down along my member, I began to shudder, “Yes! Yes! Make me your little girl!!” With that, my shaft erupted into the delicate little panties and I collapsed down onto the vanity seat. At this point I considered myself to be a girl. Aunt Mary interrupted, “Oh, don't worry then Father; I'm sorry we bothered you. I'm sure somehow we'll make do, Happy Thanksgiving.”

I brought my niece along with me in the car; would it be an inconvenience if we came in and looked for just a minute?” After being shown the way, Carolyn took me by the hand and led me down the hall to the door marked “Ladies.” Don't you just adore this wonderful petticoat, honey?” Aunt Mary asked, giving the skirt a shake. An almost imperceptible moan escaped from my lips, as the loud frou-frou and the silken touch of the lace brushing my nylon-sheathed thighs seemed to envelope me in a kind of soft cloud.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. I stood nervously by as the two women joked, and as I fidgeted; the rustling petticoats continued their unceasing caress. The thought of actually going to a public restaurant while dressed as a young prepubescent girl disturbed me momentarily, but I knew I was powerless to alter their plans for me. In fact, the stirrings under my fluffy skirts spoke more of my concurrence rather than any complaint.