Bad Boys Make the Best Good Girls:

Tiffany, Jess, and Michelle were walking home through the park when Michelle saw a boy from school skating with some friends. She had a big crush on him and she thought he was the coolest guy in their grade.

They went over to the bench where he was sitting.

"Hi...uh... Chris. What's up?" Michelle said nervously.

Chris looked up for a moment and then back to his friends who were still skating.

"Hey." He said, uninterested.

Michelle didn't know what else to say so her friends helped her out.

"What are you doing this afternoon?" Tiffany said.

Chris looked at the girls again and seemed irritated that they were still lingering around.

"I don't know, why?" He said.

Tiffany kept at him, "Well, my parents are out of town and Jess and Michelle are coming over to hang out. Michelle thought it'd be fun to invite you over too."

Chris thought for a minute before saying, "Can I bring some friends?"


Tiffany didn't like the idea, "How many?" She said.

"Nah." Chris said, "Forget about it."

"So you don't want to come over?" Tiffany asked.

"I don't know, what are we gonna' do?" He asked, still acting uninterested.

By now even Michelle was aggravated and just wanted to go home and hang out with her friends. "Are you coming or not?"

Chris stood up.
"I'm head'n out." He said to his friends, "I'll catch up with you guys later."

The four of them walked to Tiffany's house and as promised, the house was empty.
It looked like her parents had been gone for a few days because Tiffany's blankets and pillow were on the living room couch and her clothes were scattered all over the room.

When they arrived, Chris got comfortable and took off his sweatshirt and then went through the fridge.

Not long after, Tiffany took the other two girls back to her room and told Chris they'd be right back.

While they were in Tiffany's room, however, Chris found a pair of pink panties laying in the middle of living room on the wood floor.

Chris secretly liked to wear girls clothes and often would steal his sister's dresses and underwear.

When he saw the panties sitting there, and no one around, he knew he had to have them.

Chris bent down and took them.

Then he went into the bathroom, he couldn't resist.

Although his heart was beating furiously, he slipped off his pants and put on the adorable pink panties under his own clothes.

A few minutes later, he came out and found the girls in the kitchen.

They were talking to each other and without interrupting, Chris pulled up a chair and sat with them.

They sat and talked about school and Chris told them what he did when he was skipping school.
He told them he skipped school all the time, but it wasn't really true.

He could tell Michelle liked him but he acted like he didn't even notice her and as much as possible ignored her when she spoke to him.

The whole time he was acting like a real jerk and pretending he was a tough guy.

The other two girls saw that he was making Michelle feel bad.

Tiffany had enough and got up to go to her room again.

When she passed Chris, she saw something that made her hit the floor with laughter.

Her pink panties were sticking up out from the top of Chris' pants.

Everyone turned around to look at Tiffany in hysterics on the floor, even Chris.

She was laughing so hard, she was almost crying.

Jess, Michelle, and Chris could't understand what was so funny and waited eagerly for her to calm down enough to fill them in.

Finally, she said gasping between waves of laughter, "Chris!..." And more laughter, "Chris... Chris is a sissy!" And then she fell backwards laughing more.

The other two girls didn't know what she was talking about but Chris did.
Instinctively he reached his hand behind to his lower back to cover up what he could.

That was when the others saw what Tiffany had seen.

"Oh my god!" Michelle screamed out.
Jess too exploded with laughter. "He is! He is! What a little girl!" She squealed.

Chris got up and went for the door but before he could, Tiffany yelled out, "Stop him!"

Michelle tackled him to the floor hard and the other two quickly came to help her pin him down.

"Where do you think you're going sweetheart!" Tiffany said.

"Ya," Jess added, "Show us your panties."

And together the girls pulled Chris' pants down to his ankles.

They were tugging and pulling at his panties and although he struggled against them he was powerless to do anything but scream.

But even that too was put to an end soon enough.



Tiffany grabbed another spare pair of dirty panties that were laying nearby and stuffed them into Chris' mouth.

Tiffany told Michelle to go quickly into her room and grab a top and some make-up for their new play-doll.

Michelle no longer had a crush on Chris now that she knew he was a little sissy. She ran into the bedroom.

She picked out a strapless floral top and all the make-up she found on the dresser.

Back in the living room, they forced off the rest of Chris' clothes, leaving him naked except for the panties and then forced him into the top.

Jess painted his nails while Michelle did his make-up and Tiffany teased his hair.
All three girls were sitting on top of him so he could not escape.

Michelle's knees pinned down Chris' arms while she worked, applying the mascara.

About an hour later, they were finished.
The three girls let off him and Chris slowly rolled over as they stared at him grinning.

When he realized that they weren't going to hold him down any longer, he jumped up in a flash and raced for the door.

He got to it before they could catch him.

He went to turn the handle.

It was locked.
He was trapped in the apartment.

Chris turned around slowly to face the girls who were dying with laughter.

He had to think of another way out.
Then he thought to himself, "Maybe they're done, maybe they'll let me go now."

But when he turned around and was standing in front of the three girls, dressed only in the pink panties and flowery top, he knew this was only the beginning.
And he began to plead and beg.

"Please! Please let me go. You've had your fun. Let me go!"

But the girls just kept on laughing.

"Please!" He tried again. "Where is the key?"

Chris asked, holding out his hand.

The girls were laughing very hard by now and Chris stopped long enough to look down at what they had done to him.

"Oh shit." He said quietly to himself.

After seeing his feminized self, he began to get excited.

Then, the unthinkable happened...

Standing there in front of Tiffany, Jess, and Michelle, Chris began to get an erection. 

He tried to cover himself but it was too late.

All three had seen it and they were hurting with laughter.

Chris couldn't stop.

He began to rub himself and the girls watched in disbelief.

He was moaning and didn't care anymore that they were laughing.

Finally, he finished and creamed into his pink panties, reaching out to hold onto the dresser.

He couldn't believe what he had done but it was too late for all that. 

The three girls had trapped him and they had won. 

They had really won and now there was a stain on the crotch of his panties to prove it.

Chris stood up straight, looked at the girls, and asked with a hint of mischief, "Well, what else do you have for me to wear?"

THE END.

ONE SHOTS: (vol. 4):

ONE SHOTS: (vol. 4)

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Kyle's new girlfriend was worried he would sleep around behind her back, so for the last month she had made him wear her underwear whenever he left the house. This ensured that he wouldn't get into trouble or be tempted. But one night, after work, he had a few drinks too many and went home with a girl from the bar. It was too late by the time he remembered he was wearing his pink panties and black bra.

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Mike only had female friends growing up. Over the years he had secretly envied not being able to do girly things with them and so one day he asked Beth to let him officially join them in a girl's night out. Of course, Beth was thrilled. They curled his long hair and found the perfect black cocktail dress for him to wear. Beth was so sweet to him throughout the entire process but couldn't help letting out a little giggle when she saw how small his penis was tucked into her black thong panties.

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When senior portraits came, Rick could not believe his mom was going through with her threat. He hadn't picked his grades up and so, to his utter horror, she had let the next-door neighbors dress him up for the yearbook pictures. How humiliating, the entire senior class would have a permanent reminder of what a sissy he was.

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As they had done many many times before, the girl's had seduced a guy they picked up at the bar and begun the sissification process. This one didn't seem too hard to break, within the hour he would be shaved head to toe, put into a frilly dress and panties, then shoved back out onto the street.

*     *     *     *     *

"Okay... I got it."

"Show me, you little sissy bitch."

Scott lifted his Barbie Girl shirt to reveal his new bellybutton ring.

"Can I please change out of this stuff now? This mall is so crowded."

"That depends."

"On what!?"

"Did you get that cute boy's number who was checking you out?"

"Wha-what cute guy?"

"Ha-ha, so that's a yes!"

*     *     *     *     *

Nicolas was trying to sneak out of the house. But he heard his parents in the living room.

What were they still doing awake? He slipped into the bathroom and tried to wait them out. It seemed like forever he was waiting quietly in there.

He heard movement. Finally! Just a few more minutes.

Then, to his terror, someone came in and the bathroom light flipped on.

"Uhh... hi daddy."

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Leo sent an email from his phone to what he thought was his own personal e-mail. 

He was proud of how cute he had made himself and wanted to remember it later.

But a few minutes later, the replies started pouring in. 

"Oh god no..." He thought, realizing he had made a big mistake.

*     *     *     *     *

James couldn't hold back the tears. His sister had forced him to dress like a girl and then threw a surprise party at their house. Everyone from their school was there and they all were laughing at him.

*     *     *     *     *

Luke was trying to seduce his sister Emily's boyfriend, but should have done a better tuck job. He was sure to show it to Emily and then Luke would really be in trouble.

*     *     *     *     *

Chris had been caught wearing his roommates clothes and now was in big trouble.

Carla immediately pulled him over her knee and began to teach him a lesson.

THE END.

Surprise Birthday Skype:

It was Amber's 21st Birthday.

She was out celebrating with her friends but was feeling sad because she had just learned the week before that her jerk of a boyfriend Derek had been cheating on her.

Holly was Amber's best friend.

She was tall and blonde and sexy and she could easily get any guy she wanted.

Holly hated seeing Amber so down and wanted to cheer her up very badly.

So she came up with a plan to give Amber the best birthday present ever.


The Skype call was due any minute.

A few days ago, Holly had "accidentally" run into Derek at the gym. That night she had taken him home with her and seduced him. Before they made it to the bedroom however, she told him to dress up in some of her clothes. Derek didn't want to and when Holly insisted, he left without getting to sleep with her.

Holly had also been disappointed because she had planned on giving Amber photos of Derek dressed up like a sissy for her birthday.

As luck would have it though, the very next day, Derek called Holly and told her he would do anything to be with her.

And so Holly sent over something for Derek to prove that he meant what he said with specific instructions that he was to Skype her at 5:00PM wearing what was in the box.



Without fail, Derek did as he was told.

Wearing the wig and panties and heels and maid's dress, he signed into Skype and with his heart racing, messaged Holly.




When the call came through at dinner, Holly pulled Amber aside and they answered together.

Derek was leaning back, giving a nice upskirt panty shot to the camera when the two girls turned on the camera. It took him a minute to realize that Holly wasn't alone.

"My my!" Amber said, saving a few screen grabs, "What a pretty little sissy you've found!"

Derek sat up as quick as he could and went to turn off the call.

Holly stopped him saying, "It's too late sweetie. If you don't want us to show these pictures to anyone, tell Amber happy birthday."

Derek wanted to cry. He was caught and he knew it.

He was going to have to do whatever the two girls said.

There was no doubt in his mind that Amber hated his guts and wanted to humiliate him, but what other choice did he have?

"H-happy, ha-happy birthday, Amber." Derek managed.

"Good girl," said Holly, "Now tell her she looks pretty."

"Y-you look really pretty Amber."

"Thanks!" Said Amber, "So do you!"

The two girls went back to the table where the rest of their friends were.

Amber took the phone with her when she sat down.

Derek began to get anxious when he heard many voices of people he knew.

"Hey little girl, stay on the line okay? We're about to order our food..."

The waiter came and Amber put the phone face down on the table.

All the while, Derek was sitting on camera wearing make-up and panties and a skimpy maid's dress.

He waited what seemed like an eternity.

Finally, he got up and decided to turn off the camera, but just as he went towards the computer, he heard Amber's voice.

"Hey girl's check out what Holly got me for my birthday!"

Before he could stop it, Holly's screen appeared again and he was staring a room full of girl's in the face.

Derek ended the call.

But he knew it was too late...

The next morning, Holly took Amber out for breakfast.

Amber couldn't be happier.

The two best friends were laughing and scanning through the screen captures they had taken of Derek from the night before.

Suddenly, a FaceTime call came through on Holly's phone.

When Holly saw the number, she handed the phone to Amber.

"You are the best friend I will ever have." Amber said with a giant grin.

"I know." Said Holly.

She picked up the Skype call to find her new sissy playmate waiting.

THE END.

The Swimming Pool:

James had slept over at his girlfriend Megan's house.
They were Juniors in High School and just beginning to explore relationships in the bedroom.

Megan's parents were split up but they still lived in the same town to share joint-custody of their daughter. She spent 3 days a week with her dad and 4 days with her mom.

Since her father was found guilty of infadelity, Megan's mom won a large settlement and moved into a new 6 bedroom house with two garages and a pool.

Needless to say, Megan liked spending time at her mom's new place more than her dad's new apartment. To make the deal even sweeter, her mom was out of town a lot and so even on days when she was supposed to be with her dad, she told him she was sleeping over at a friend's and got the entire place to herself.

This is how, James and Megan got to be together, uninterupted, or nearly uninterupted as it turned out for the entire weekend.

The two had had a magical Friday night and were still glowing the next morning.
Feeling frisky, Megan suggested they should spend the entire day naked. James agreed seeing as how her mom wasn't due home for another day, and it would lead to some more fun.

The morning went according to plan but around mid-day the couple realized they had nothing left to eat in the house. And so reluctantly Megan decided to make a quick run to the grocery store.

"Now, now." James said jokingly, "The deal was we'd do everything naked."

Megan laughed and added, "Just because I have to put clothes on to go out for a bit doesn't mean you can."

She threw on some panties and a skirt and top, saying, "I expect you to be just as you are when I come home."

They kissed and Megan left in a hurry to get the shopping done quickly.

James looked around the living room for something to fill the void of time.
He thought about watching T.V. but then, through the window remembered Megan's mom had a pool.

Without hesitation, he went outside and jumped in.
The water felt great and refreshing.

He swam a few laps before hearing the garage door open around the side of the house. He thought this was weird as Megan usually just parked in the driveway but thought it must be easier to get the groceries in through there.

He hopped out of the pool but hadn't remembered to bring a towel out with him, so instead, James walked to the sliding glass door and called inside, "Hey sweetie, I'm out back but I forgot to bring a towel, can you grab me one?"

There was no response but to his utter horror, Megan's mom walked around the corner with her phone up to her ear and mouth completely a-gape. "I'm gonna' have to call you back..." She trailed off and put the phone down.

James covered himself. He was standing, sopping wet halfway in the door, naked except for his sandals in front of Megan's mother.

"Uhm.. I can explain." He stuttered.

"Where's Megan?" She damanded.

"She went out, we..."

Again he was cut off, "Where are your clothes!?"

James tried to think quick, "You see what happened is that Megan went out and... and I wanted to go swimming, but I didn't bring a bathing suit... so I thought I'd be real quick and..."

Megan's mom lost her scowl and a maniacle smile came over her face. "You didn't have a bathing suit you say?"

"Y-yes mam'."

"Well I'm sure you could have borrowed one of my daughters, couldn't you?"

James was shocked by the sudden shift in tone, "I could have what?"

"Borrowed one, silly boy. There's plenty lying around in her room. Just go grab one of those." She smiled again and James felt a nauseous feeling grow into his stomach.

"No, I think I'm all done swimming now." He said.

"I said go get a bathing suit!" She almost screamed at him.
James was so terrified, he had forgotten he was soaked and ran into the house obediently.

In Megan's room his heart was racing.
"This is insane! What am I doing?" He thought to himself as he searched as fast as he could for one of Megan's swimsuits.

He found heaps of bikinis in one of the drawers in her room.

Digging through them to find the least revealing swimsuit, James called down to Megan's mother, "You know I think I really have to be going now."

There was no reply.

He went to find his own clothes but heard a voice behind him in the doorway.

Megan's mom had followed him up the stairs.

"See, I knew she had plenty of extras for you. Go ahead, put it on." She said calmly.

James was scared. He knew he was in big trouble and just wished Megan would show up to straighten everything out.

"I said PUT IT ON!" She yelled at him.

James struggled to find the correct leg holes for the bottoms. Finally, he pulled the pink and white flowered bikini bottoms up his legs.

Megan's mom could't hide her amusement.
"You know what, I could use a little relaxing pool time too."

"I really don't feel like swimming." James reaffirmed.

"That's fine with me," she said, "We can just lay out in the sun. You know, catch some rays, as the girl's say. We'll wait for Megan to come home out there."

James' heart was in his stomach.

A few minutes later he was outside again. Laying on a towel by the pool.

Megan's mom was watching him with great amusement from her chair near the house.

She enjoyed humiliating the boy and couldn't wait to see her daughter's reaction when she came home.

James tried to burry his face in the towel. He was so embarrassed, displayed in his girlfriend's bikini in front of her mom.

"Oh, Jamie!" Megan's mom said after they had been out for a few minutes, "You really should turn over. Wouldn't want you to get too much sun in one spot."

James didn't respond. He just wanted this all to be over.

He knew if he rolled over, then he would be totally exposed.

When there was no reply, Megan's mom said, "Be a good girl and turn over for me."

She was having so much fun, she could hardly contain herself.

Silently and sheepishly, James rolled up onto his side as he heard Megan's car pull into the driveway.

THE END.

A Sissy's Penance:

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!!!" Eric pleaded, jumping up and down and stomping his feet. "Please don't make me do this!"

"It's far too late for all that." His mom said calmly.

"I'm sorrrrry."

"No use apologizing now. Your sister will be home shortly and she'll help you get ready. In the meantime, I suggest you pull yourself together, go into the bathroom and get cleaned up." She turned and left him alone.

Eric had been caught in his sister Angela's room again.

"THIS ISN'T FAIR!" He screamed down the hall after his mother. Slamming the door as hard as he could. He was in the midst of a sissy temper tantrum.

He knew the punishment. There was no getting out of it this time.

As promised, Angela arrived shortly after and was delighted to hear the news. She grabbed her phone and made the calls.

"He's all yours." Their mother said.

With a maniacal smirk on her face, Angela came into the bathroom and started the tub.

Eric was still wearing his sister's blue panties, t-shirt, and white denim jacket. By now the anger was used up and he just sat and cried.

Sniffling and blurry eyed, "Please, Angie. Don't make me do this."

She smiled without empathy and handed him a pink razor.

Eric wiped his eyes and got into the bath. He shaved his privates as instructed. Then he shaved his legs and armpits.

Angela had used a lavender perfumed soap and she had in her excitement already begun working on his make-up.

"Turn and face me." She said.

Eric looked down at the water. He was miserable.

"Erica!" she said sternly.

He turned to look at his older sister.

"Oh my gosh! You look so pretty!" She squealed.

"I'm gonna get you back for this." He said quietly.

Her mood shifted suddenly, "Oh I seriously doubt that. After tonight, you're going to be my little bitch. Forever."

Eric knew she was right. He got out of the tub and Angela handed him a towel.

"Get dried off, your dress is laying out in the other room."


He didn't have to see the outfit to know what he'd be wearing. Angela had threatened this exact thing so many times, he could see it in his mind.

The the black heels, the pink lace g-string, the black bra and matching nailpolish. And finally, the black short-sleeved dress.

First, she made Eric put on the lace panty-thong.

The material fit so loosely he knew if he couldn't keep his cool, the fabric of the dress wouldn't do much to conceal his identity.

He tried to compose himself but as his sister's panties grazed his thighs on the way up, he became hard immediately.

There was nothing to tuck into, the underwear was practically non-existent.

Angela could see the horror on his face.

"Please, Angie, please." He whimpered.

But 'Angie' just threw the bra across the room to her little helpless sissy brother.

He put it on like a good girl but struggled with the clasps.

"Don't worry, you'll get the hang of it soon. There's plenty of time to practice."

He couldn't bear to think about having to do this every day.



Next, Angela made him slip into the black dress.

"We should get a move on it, I told them to meet us at six." Angela reminded him, "You know, it's kinda too bad you're so worried about this whole thing. The girls are gonna' love you! I promise."

At the mention of 'the girls' Eric's heart sank into his chest.

Eric put the dress on and as his sister handed him his purse, he put on the heels.

His sister inspected her creation.

"Adorable!" she said, "I still can't believe you're mine to keep!!!"

She grabbed Eric by the wrist and led him out of the room.

In the kitchen, their mother was reading a magazine and at the appearance of the children she stopped and looked up.

"Oh sweetie! You look so precious." She then proceeded to give Angela the keys to the car and her credit card. "Don't stay out too late."

"Yes, mom." They both said in unison.

As they were leaving Eric's mother called out to them, "Shop till you drop girls!"

Angela drove them straight to the mall. Eric sat very low in the seat.

"Relax, would ya!?!" His sister teased, "You're probably just anxious because that dress doesn't fit quite well enough. I gotta' admit, baby bro, you're definitely a petite."

Eric tugged at the bottom of the dress that had ridden up when he sat down. "How could she possibly make me wear something smaller than this?" he thought.


When they arrived, Angela's friends still weren't there yet. "Well, no sense waiting in the car, come on sis." They walked into the courtyard and Angela sat on the grass.

Eric stood awkwardly near her.

"Well, aren't you gonna sit down?" She asked him.

A breeze blew past and Eric struggled to keep the hem of his skirt down.

"Sit down silly!"

Eric stayed standing, battling the wind.

"Oh! I forgot, you probably don't know how to sit in that dress!" She laughed aloud, "Well, sissy brother lesson 101..."

She was just about to explain when in the distance she saw her friends.

Angela sprang to her feet, "OVER HERE GIRLS!" She yelled across the square.

Eric looked to where she was yelling. The mall was crowded and many people turned to see who had been yelling so loudly. Eric felt his cheeks go flush with the newly drawn attention. He was still standing on the sidewalk, near the road. He thought about running.

Then he saw 'the girls', all 7 of them. They were loud and brought that same boisterous attention he had feared. Everyone in the courtyard was aware of the group.

They waved at Angela and he could tell they were trying to figure out who she'd brought along with her to go shopping.

Angela saw their confused looks and went to remedy the situation.

"I BROUGHT MY LITTLE BROTHER WITH ME!" She screamed as loud as she could. Then to further Eric's humiliation, she pointed at him.

The girls made a big scene. "OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!" They yelled, pointing and laughing and cheering. "I CAN'T BELIEVE HE LET YOU DRESS HIM UP!"

Angela laughed along with them before saying, "AND LOOK AT THIS! IT GETS BETTER!" In one quick motion she pulled the front of Eric's dress up to show off his little pink lace panties.

Eric recovered as fast as he could, grabbing the dress, but it was too late.

The girls were upon them, "HAHAHA! WHAT A SISSY!"

Eric glared at his sister, "I will never forgive you for this." 

THE END.