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Goodbye Brother, Hello Sis-sy Pt.4
🕑 Added 2021-02-05 11:49:36 +0000 UTCChapter 5
Ken was absolutely mortified as the curtains opened with a light directly on him. This outfit was worse than he could have ever imagined. He just wanted to disappear above all else, but instead he was put at the centre of attention. Looking straight ahead of him, his back straight, his feet neatly together, his underarms sticking straight out from his sides with his wrists limp. The way both his sister and Shayla reacted only made things worse. First a look of shock crossed their faces, but that quickly changed to outrageous laughter.
“Oh my fucking god, I can hardly believe that is really Ken, I mean just look at him, it looks like they changed him out for one of the mannequins in the window.” Shayla laughed as she pointed at him. She had rarely felt so excited as she did now, damn it was good to finally see that bastard get his just desert. The entire moral high ground he kept himself on to mock and judge others, she and Jenny being the main recipients of that was just swept from under him.
“I know right? He really looks like the snivelling sissy Linda told us he was. No self-respecting man would ever wear something like this, only a true sissy at heart ever would. I think he was always so mean to others because he was overcompensating for his big secret. Well Ken don’t you worry my poor sissy brother, I know how hard it is to be in the closet about something so identity defining. Shayla and I will take good care of you, we will make sure that from now on out you get to live your life like the sissy you were meant to be.” Jenny said loving her brother’s embarrassment.
“Jenny, I don’t think Ken is an appropriate name anymore, I mean look at her, all that pink, I think Barbie is way more suited given how she looks don’t you agree? I bet it also means a lot to a sissy to be called like one of their childhood heroes.” Shayla commented further rubbing salt in the wound of his embarrassment.
“Of course you are so right Shayla, I’m very sorry Barbie, I promise I will remember in the future. We’ll make sure that everyone else remembers as well.” Jenny said much to Ken’s horror. As if just wearing these horrid clothes wasn’t bad enough already.
Linda was smiling broadly things were going absolutely perfect. She was certain sissy Barbie would be in good hands with the girls to blossom in the perfect sissy Linda wanted her to be. Now that they had gotten some time to get their initial reactions out it was time for Linda to step in and present the outfit she had put him in. She always loved these moments. For a big part creating such a show was to drive up the embarrassment for the sissies to keep them ashamed and docile. It was also partially for her though. She had designed pretty much all of these outfits and she was proud of them, these shows were here to stroke her own ego as well.
This outfit was part of her new line, the CC trainee line, especially aimed to offer anything one could need to train a starting sissy. It had plenty of little helps subtly woven into the cute rather juvenile design to basically make the sissies train themselves as well as show their junior sissy status. It was the first time she had a sissy put on this outfit and she was already very pleased with the results it yielded. Of course feedback from the girls once they tested it out for a bit would be more than welcome as well.
“My my Barbie, aren’t you just one lucky sissy to have two such supportive friends to help you on your journey to becoming the sissy you always wanted to be? You’ll get my support in the form of this free CC trainee outfit like you girls can read on her new t-shirt.” Linda explained as she pointed to Barbie’s new t-shirt.
It was made out of cotton, powder pink in colour, fitting skin tight and nothing like any t-shirt he was used to. The sleeves were very short ending just past his shoulder and puffed up in an elegant fashion, a darker pink lace trim hemming it. The collar actually reached up till right underneath his chin. Right above a big heart shaped cut out were the normal V-neck on a woman’s t-shirt would be in order not to look too prudish. The long collar was actually important for the posture, while it was invisible it was very stiff preventing Barbie from doing anything but looking straight ahead. The way the collar buttoned up in the back was nicely concealed by a darker pink satin bow. On both of his nipples a darker pink hear was embroidered and between those two heart the words “CC trainee” were embroidered in and elegant cursive script.
Underneath it he was wearing a pink satin under bust corset that would ensure he kept his back straight. It had been pulled uncomfortably tight actually giving him the slight illusion of having budding breasts with how his skin got pushed up while it also gave him a more elegant waist accentuated by the tight t-shirt as well as well as the way in which his skirt’s waist band started right at the narrowest point of his waist.
The skirt was made out of a darker pink satin with a white satin waistband tied of with a big bow in the front. It rested on so many layers of petticoats that were sown into the skirt so it moved with the skirt itself, that it stood out pretty much straight from his waist only reaching down to his upper thighs. The white lace hemming of the petticoats surrounded his legs like rose petals. All along the hem of his skirt there were soft pink satin bows. They mainly served the purpose of camouflaging the bows at each side of his hips tying the skirt to his wrists covered by the white fingerless gloves. It would force him to keep his underarms sticking out straight from his sides as any brisk move of his hands would pull at his skirt which in turn was short enough that even subtler movements risked him flashing his panties.
His legs were wrapped in soft pink nylon opaques stockings, held up by garters ending in white satin bows hanging off his corset. The stocking had darker pink hearts littered all over them. Going back on the heart theme present throughout his outfit.
On his feet he had a pair of white nylon ankle socks ending in a dark pink lace trim with two huge soft pink satin bows attached to the back of them. The bows had long streamers which camouflaged the fact that the ones on the inside of his legs actually connected to one another creating a hidden hobble chain ensuring he only got to take small steps.
The only thing preventing these streamers from touching the floor were his five inch tall Mary-Jane styled block heels. They were made out of a dark pink patent leather with two cute heart shaped buckles to close the straps going over his feet. Next to the shoes there were two more accessories completing the outfit. A soft pink satin handkerchief trimmed in darker pink lace clutched between the thumb and index finger of his left hand and a small dark pink leather clutch purse with a heart shaped buckle held in his right. They would ensure he carried his hands even daintier than the skirt already forced him too.
“While I already heard you girls love the outfit I am very pleased to say that it offers way more than what initially meets the eye. I think it’s better to demonstrate than to explain so Barbie why don’t you walk to the front of the stage and back to me so I can point it out.” Linda said with a huge smirk down to the mortified guy.
“P…please Miss Linda, I… I can’t, I can’t walk in these heels, please just let me change back, I’ve learned my lesson I swear!” Ken pleaded mortified, wanting nothing more than for this to end. The spanking in front of his sister and her friend, that horrid shock to his balls and now this outfit had completely destroyed his aggressive anger from when he had first arrived here. All he wanted now was for this to end.
“Nonsense Barbie, this isn’t about learning a lesson, your spanking was I especially gave you block heels instead of stilettos to make sure you would be able to manage it. Now stop fussing and do as I asked or do you need another spanking? It would be a good excuse to show of your new pretty panties. Just remember, take your time, take small steps and you’ll be fine.” Linda said with a smirk. It instantly peaked Jenny and Shayla’s curiosity towards his panties, which had stayed out of view for now. It looked like they would need to wait a little longer however as it seemed to shock Barbie enough to get going.
Both girls were very surprised as Barbie started walking and kept her perfect posture, the one they had initially thought Linda had forced her to adopt before opening the curtain. She kept looking straight ahead, her back remained upright, her wrists remained limply at her side and she took careful heel to toe steps mimicking a pretty good mince, nearly as good as Marcy’s at this point.
Their surprise quickly turned into amazement and joy as Linda pointed out the aspects of the outfit forcing Barbie to mince the way she did. “Oh my god Linda, you’re a real genius. This outfit is just so perfect in every way.” Jenny gushed as Barbie returned to Linda, deeply ashamed. Linda had been right, she could walk in those heels, but not being able to look down and having to take that hobble chain like bow in account really required a lot of concentration.
“Now I guess you girls must be dying to see those panties I talked about. Well let me show you. Barbie, why don’t you try to use that handkerchief to wipe away the tears from your spanking?” Linda instructed in a mocking tone, knowing it should suffice to lift the skirt enough to reveal the front of his panties.
Completely mortified, but not wanting to make a fuss about this out of fear that things would only get worse. Barbie lifted the dainty handkerchief to her face as if to wipe away tears. Automatically the skirt rose with her hand revealing first the stocking tops, their garters, his still hairy thighs and finally the powder pink satin front of his panties bulged out by the chastity cage. The legs and waist band of the panties were trimmed in darker pink sating ruffles. The word “Sissy Behaviour Report” were embroidered one above the other. Apart from those things the panties looked pretty usual.
“It’s a pity Barbie here isn’t completely smooth like a sissy should be. It’s why I had to opt for the opaque stockings. His hair is light enough not to be too much of a bother still it just isn’t a sight. In fact I know a good salon for all her sissy needs. I even have coupons for a standard sissy makeover to give out. Remind me when I’m done here that I’ll give you one. The woman at the salon there know all about how to treat sissies.” Linda gushed with a smirk as Barbie panicked even more with her skirt still high in the air.
These coupons were the form of rent Suzan had to pay for the renovation of the salon Linda had paid for. A great win win for both women. Linda had her salon specialised in sissies, a clientele Suzan loved to deal with, taking great pleasure in their humiliation. At the same time the sissies sent to her usually became steady clients making Suzan’s salon bloom like in its golden days.
“Oh Linda, that sounds absolutely delightful I’m sure Barbie here will be forever grateful for that. This wonderful outfit and a real sissy salon visit, that’s just too much. You’re such a generous woman. I mean me and Jenny could try to understand her sissy secret, but we could in no way offer her the help and expertise you have. You’re the one really making Barbie’s sissy dream come true.” Shayla said loving ever minute of that asshole of a Ken’s humiliation.
“Yeah it’s really amazing, I actually think that can be our next stop, I mean it would be a pity not to get that body hair and such taken care off as soon as possible. Of course we’ll also make a stop back here on our way back home so Barbie can thank you properly for all you have done for her so far. Isn’t that right Barbie, you’d love to come back here to show Linda the results of her generosity and thank her properly won’t you?” Jenny asked demandingly.
Barbie just started stuttering, she wanted to leave this place as soon as possible and never come back again. She certainly didn’t want to go to that salon either. If it was anything like this store it was a place to be avoided at all costs. “Please Jenny, I’m sorry for everything. I swear I learned my lesson and I will never bother you or your girlfriend ever again.” She whimpered trying to at least convince his sister to help him out of this mess.
Out of all people Jenny was probably the one who wanted to see him pay the most however. She had put up with her brother’s bigotry long enough. It was one of the reasons she had hated herself when she started developing feelings for girls. Ever since Shayla had asked her out that first time she had embraced them however and felt more confident than ever. All Barbie’s plea did was fuel her anger. It was just like when they were younger. Ken had always been quick to apologise to their parents to get out of trouble only to revert to his old ways within hours. She wouldn’t let that happen here.
“Please Barbie if all you are going to do is whine then take that handkerchief of yours and be fucking quiet. It’s Mistress Jenny or just Mistress to you now and if you continue on like this I will ask Linda if she sells any outfits to go with actual diapers as clearly a handkerchief isn’t enough for such a big cry baby. Now answer the fucking question I asked you.” Jenny raged.
Shayla put her hand on her girlfriend’s thigh to attempt to calm her down a little. She had never seen her girlfriend this angry, but she felt no pity of Barbie’s crocodile tears either. She had called her too many hurtful names with the intend to hurt her and drive a wedge between her and Jenny. Paired with the stories Jenny had told her about her brother she had no compassion to spare for him at all.
Linda just witnessed it all with a smile. From what she had seen and heard of this guy she was sure he deserved what he was getting, one asshole gone and another cute sissy in town as was her goal. She was pretty sure that with these two girls as Barbie’s guardians that wouldn’t be a problem. Jenny had a delightfully wicked mind as well, how could she deny giving her threat some extra fire power? “I certainly have some outfits which would be suited to wear with a diaper if you wish.”
“No please, Mistress Jenny, I didn’t mean to sound ungrateful at all. I misspoke, what I meant to say is that I can’t wait to get out of here so I can get that makeover Miss Linda so generously offered so I can show her the complete look as it should be and thank her properly.” Barbie blurted out genuinely scared of crossing her sister, she could see that fire in Jenny’s eyes and it scared her to no end. Things could definitely get worse apparently.
“That’s more like it Barbie, I’m pleased to hear that, now Linda I suppose those panties also have a back side?” Jenny spoke more calmly yet her anger was still palpable. She was pleased with herself however, she had definitely asserted her dominance and she had found a threat that worked with her brother. Surely the mental picture of returning to diapers wasn’t going to leave Barbie’s mind any time soon.
“Oh yes of course it does, in fact the back side is what’s so special about these panties, the front is merely an introduction. Barbie, would you mind turning around and resting your hands on your knees for me please? “ Linda carried on as if nothing had happened. Not about to object again Barbie did exactly as she was instructed. With her corset she had to bend at her hips making the back of her skirt flip up revealing her backside. Instantly both girls gasped and started giggling.
The biggest part of the backside of these panties was made up by a heart shaped cut out. The tip of the heart was hemmed in a peachy skin tone colour, the next segment sported a slightly rosy colour for it’s hemming, and the one above that a darker rosy colour and so on all the way up to the horns sitting on top of the hear which were made out of a beet red colour nearly identical to the colour of his bottom through the cut out. Next to each different coloured segment a word was embroidered, ranging from good next to the peach coloured tip, to mischievous, unruly, naughty and eventually between the horns terrible.
“As you see girls apart from granting easy access, these panties give a quick and accurate reading of how well behaved your sissy is. For example, if you trust her to run an errant alone like let’s say stock up on stockings because the clumsy sissy ruined hers and she comes here, but is rude to me or my employee’s I won’t hesitate to bend her over my lap. While she can claim to have been nice, a quick flip of her skirt will reveal just how good she has been. If she was good, just a little unruly or heavens forbid down right terrible.” Linda exclaimed proudly.
“You can also count on the accurateness of these panties. The colours have been carefully selected based on the results of plenty of spankings. My very own step sissy Stephanie volunteered her bottom for many rounds of testing. Of course I want to have a store as inclusive as possible, so if you girl’s know anyone of other ethnic backgrounds who would be up for such tests please feel free to refer them to me as so far I only have accurate panties for Caucasian and Hispanic sissies.” Linda exclaimed as if it was the most normal thing in the world.
Barbie who remained bent over felt a pang of anger hearing the name Stephanie, that bitch who had tricked her into that rotten cage and landed here in this whole mess. She didn’t dare move even an inch in front of these three women however. All she could do was stand there deeply ashamed as her panties got explained in detail. She especially shuddered at the thought of the easy access part as she could feel the cool air on her bare bottom.
“If we know anyone we will be more than glad to help Linda, your amazing project helping sissies like Barbie embrace their true nature deserves all the support it can get.” Shayla exclaimed eagerly, she really liked this Linda woman and her way of doing things.
“Great, oh and while I think of it these panties can of course be used in an alternative way as well. I know that deciding on a proper punishment can be tricky from time to time. Well these panties can be a great help there as well. They leave enough of the ass exposed to basically permit a bare bottom spanking with them on. All you need to do is decide just how bad the sissy has been and bend her over your lap for a spanking till the skin reaches the desired colour.” Linda explained.
“That’s absolutely amazing Linda, this outfit should be perfect to ensure Barbie walks or rather minces in line. It looks so very pretty to boot and we can’t thank you enough for all your help at allowing Barbie to be her true self. I am sure you have a lot of work here though Linda so I propose we get going now. My asshole of a brother who turned out be nothing but a misguided sissy in the closet has wasted enough of your time as it is. We’ll be back when Barbie can thank you properly though if that’s alright with you.” Jenny exclaimed, Barbie was the only one who didn’t know that Jenny was thanking Linda for way more than what had just happened. She didn’t realise the extend of the set up that had happened.
“Most definitely, the outfit will truly get it’s best possible effect after a makeover and I can’t wait to see it. Now would one of you girls pleas come up here just to help a little if necessary when Barbie makes it off the stairs. She should be fine walking, but better to be safe than sorry. If you escort her back to the front door I should have your coupon at the ready.” Linda said as she pulled the heavily blushing sissy up right again, finally allowing her skirt to settle once more although in order for her to keep it that way she had to keep her dainty pose and mince at all times.
“With pleasure Linda, we’ll happily escort her off the stage.” Shayla eagerly said as she jumped up from the comfortable recliner. She couldn’t wait to get her hands on the sissified asshole. Jenny didn’t hesitate one moment either, like wise motivated to have fun with her sissy brother. Barbie on the other hand looked scared, standing there so daintily as she looked down on the two broadly smirking girls with a mean glint in their eyes.
Satisfied that the girls would be able to take care of it from here on out Linda walked off stage and disappeared between the racks of clothes off to her office. Skipping the stairs all together Jenny jumped on the stairs with a freedom of movement Barbie could only dream of in her current outfit. Shayla on the other hand just moved to the foot of the stairs to help from there.
“Come on Barbie we don’t have all day, we have so much to do if we want you to become the proper and tolerant sissy you were always meant to be, your days as a bigoted asshole are numbered.” Jenny spoke, satisfaction palpable in her tone as she placed her hand on Barbie’s back for support, but more importantly to let her feel who was boss now. Barbie had always been taller than her sister, something further enhanced by the extremely tall heels she wearing. Nevertheless her sister still made her feel weak. Knowing better than to object she got a move on to the stairs.
The blush that had never left her face further intensified as her mincing pace got renewed giggles out of both girls. “Just look at you Barbie, you’re such a natural sissy, mincing like the best of them. Be careful when you take the stairs, just one step at a time. I’ll be here to catch you if you fall, you can count on big strong Mistress Shayla.” Shayla smirked as he arrived at the top of the small stairs, it was only a few steps, but a good start to get some practice.
Coming down the stairs was terrifying. Barbie constantly feared she was going to trip as taking these stairs really tested the limits of the hobble chain worked into her outfit. She didn’t even want to think about what would happen if she would fall and seriously hurt herself. The thought of going to the hospital like this was horrifying.
When he finally made it off the stairs unharmed Shayla place her hand on his back just like Jenny had before. Only a second later Jenny followed to his other side placing her hand directly on top of Shayla’s and so Barbie was flanked by both girls, standing taller than both of them with Shayla preferring flat shoes. Despite that she still felt highly intimidated
Both girls were feeling thrilled however, they couldn’t wait to enjoy their regained freedom, but above all else they couldn’t wait to show off their sissy. Barbie was looking so cute already and they simply savoured her humiliation, the sheer power they felt parading him around even in this store with no one to see was simply fantastic. So good that even if they wouldn’t be mad at her they’d still have a hard time giving all this up. The fact that it was payback truly did make it better though.
Getting anywhere, in this case back to the front of the store, took them way longer than it used to. They had to considerably slow their walking pace due to the small somewhat insecure steps that Barbie took, but they didn’t mind one bit. This was pure entertainment to them.
At the front of the store Linda was already waiting on them. “Ah I see you girl’s finally made it. I hope Barbie here didn’t give you any trouble along the way.” Linda greeted them with a big smile.
“Oh no, not at all. Barbie’s just a little slow on her heels that’s all, but we certainly don’t mind. We’ll give her lots of practice so she’ll eventually be able to pick up the pace. We want to give our sissy all the chances to blossom into the delicate little flower she is.” Jenny said with a snicker. As Barbie just stood there with a beet red face, everything being said and discussed revolved around her yet everyone made it clear they didn’t care about what she had to say about it.
“Well Barbie’s one lucky sissy for sure. As promised here is one coupon for a standard sissy makeover. It covers the works but not much more than that. Here’s the card of the salon as well for the address, and phone number for potential future appointments. I’ve also got a card of one of the best sex shops in time. They have everything you could dream off and the owner has actually developed her own speciality strapon. Do with it what you like but I think it’s worth a visit. Then last but not least I have these two buttons for you girls they activate the shocking mechanism on Barbie’s cage just in case she would be really defiant. You can even dial up the force of the shocks, beware though the highest setting might do permanent damage.” Linda said handing everything to the girls as Barbie listened in absolute shock.
That last bit was a lie on Linda’s part, the highest setting would hurt for a couple of days most likely and it would certainly feel like it did permanent damage, but it didn’t. Still It paid off to have Barbie scared for it, it would make her all that much more docile.
“Thank you so much Linda, we will keep that in mind let’s hope for Barbie’s sake that we won’t have to use this to often as I for one certainly wouldn’t hesitate. Also Linda, could I be as free as to ask you what you’ve done with the clothes he arrived in? I don’t particularly care about the clothes, but his wallet, phone and the car keys would be useful.” Shayla said smirking broadly.
“The clothes will soon be on their way to goodwill, I figured Barbie wouldn’t be needing them again. As for everything that was in them well let’s just say they are in their proper place. Sissies don’t have pockets so I had Marcy put them in her purse.” Linda said with and excited smile.
Without hesitation Shayla simply snatched the elegant clutch purse from his hand and opened it up. It took all but one second before she started giggling. “Oh my god Linda this is Precious. Just look at this Jenny.” Shayla exclaimed as she pulled out the only three items that fitted in the small purse.
First came his keys which had all been put on a key ring that had a picture of two sissies holding hands each sitting on a C of the CC’s logo. Jenny just snatched his car key off the chain and handed it back. “I’ll take this one I know you don’t like to let people drive your car, but I think it’s safer if either I or Shayla do the driving from now on. I mean you can hardly even mince at a decent pace.” Jenny smirked unable to wait to drive herself.
Next Shayla pulled out his phone, now fitted in a soft pink phone cover with the CC’s logo on the back. Last but not least came the wallet, a brand new one with It was made out of pink leather with the CC logo stitched on. The contents had been switched with all that had been in his wallet when he entered the store along with about 20 business cards for the CC boutique. “If anyone is particularly interested in Barbie’s outfit, it would be lovely if you could make her hand them a card. I’m a firm believer that the sissies shopping at my store are the best advertisement for what I do.” Linda said pleasantly.
“Oh you can definitely count on that Linda, we will see to it that she hands out as many as possible. Thank you so much again for yet another delightful surprise, but we have to get going now. I really can’t wait to see Barbie fully made over.” Jenny exclaimed with a giggle as Barbie just started at her heavily sissified belongings in shock. Linda hadn’t left an inch of her masculinity intact, as a single tear of shame rolled down her cheek.
The words had barely left Jenny’s mouth when the girls started pushing their sissy to the door. Realising what was happening Barbie dug in her heels. She wanted nothing more than to get out of here, but she couldn’t go out in public looking like she did. “Please I can’t go out like this please don’t make me go out like this.” She pleaded.
Without any warning what’s however Jenny landed a harsh spank on her skirt covered bum. Most of the smack got absorbed by the petticoats, but still it hurt with how sore her bottom was. “Either you get a move on right now or we’ll drag you out of the door with shocks if necessary. I warn you though if it has to come to that we’ll bend you over the hood of the car and give you a real proper spanking.” Jenny warned sounding dead serious.
A spanking in these panties? In public? She would never live that down. Feeling those shocks once had been more than enough as well. As much as she dreaded appearing in public like this she had no choice as she didn’t even doubt Jenny would follow through on her words even if just for the kick of it. Reluctantly she started mincing to the door and praying that no one would see her as Linda waved the trio goodbye feeling more than satisfied with another job well done and another fun customer earned.
