Slow Burn (Repost)

[babyamylee]

She had to focus too. There would be no cheating. She was banking on his recent life affecting his skill, not to mention being distracted by his chastity being off. Worst came to worst, she would have Natalie merely make sure she was visible. That would do it.

Natalie also loved the new him. She wasn't sure herself how she felt. She was Mistress, it was not respect, nor did she need him as a boyfriend. But she knew she had to keep him, look after him and love him..like this. She was becoming more admiring of Amy enough recently to find a certain attraction to her too.

She made sure to be extra welcoming, and extra beautiful today. A low cut red figure hugging dress and heels over some fishnet stockings gave her the confidence that the former FIFA champion would not concentrate for a single second.

Upon entering her room and seeing Natalie his jaw dropped and he went numb. The unfamiliar feeling of his teensy going stiff immediately made him blush and the sensitivity had ramped up.

She embraced them both warmly, holding him to her breast in an act of utter joy for him. Momentarily he thought, this would momentarily be all over, she wouldn't do this to him again. As a boy, he would be back to being simply friendly.

After another contract signing, they sat in front of the TV. His play dress covered nothing. He looked like the little sissy he had become, but not for long. An addendum to the contract was that now longer term stakes were at play, the six months if he told his Mother became endless, if he told his Mother about all these bets this was it. Natalie made sure she was the one who asked him about this one, she knew he couldn't say no to her.

Amy made them choose women's teams, which he and his friends would never ever even think of, but, being in Natalie's room, knowing her beliefs, and knowing the rules were the same, he did not care.

He took time to reflect of his nightmare. He was nervous, he had not won a bet yet. Amy was stalling taking time to focus too. He had spent weeks as a little girl, doing everything his sister told him. He had been an utter sissy. Now it would all be over.

Just as he was composing, Natalie came and wished him luck, kissing him on the cheek. Then she curiously sat in his line of site, off screen. She could see her from an angle, but why choose the computer chair over the bed she usually sat on? She started stroking her leg playfully, and he started to twitch, his play dress not hiding his sensitive part stroking his soft pink frilly cotton underclothes.

He closed his eyes tight, it was a feeling of utter softness.

This was the moment Amy chose to start the game.

Not only had his skills left him compared to his friends, he was beginning to find out Amy had been practising too, when he was at Natalie's. When he was with his mother. When he was housekeeping. The combination of this fact and the distractions he was under with his no chastity and his femininity made this game very equal. After one half of ten minutes it was 3-2 to Amy. On a knife edge. Why had he agreed to this? He reflected. It was the bath!

She gave him an almost apologetic smile, she knew that ultimately, this was all make or break, and she did hate to upset him like this, but it was more important that he stayed this way.

He fidgeted with his skirts during the interval, and fidgeted with his dolls hair. This went noticed, so Amy went into her bag and pulled out a dummy with a butterfly, shoving it in, and to everyone's surprise, he took it and suc-kled.

The second half came, and he managed to pull one back, it was evens!
The site of the boy suc-kling his dummy while concentrating was incredibly humorous to the two girls.

The funny thing about FIFA is, sometimes no matter how good you are, you can't counter another person's play.

It started from the goal keeper, and pass after pass made its mark. No matter what Chris did, Amy's players seemed to be one step ahead. He suc-kled his dummy harder, the panic set in, and the tears welled up. A pass to the striker and a shot was all it took.

Too late in the game to do anything, he was now a little sissy for a whole year, starting now.

He burst into tears, his dummy falling to the floor. Both Natalie and Amy saw a little sissy with a cute dress and a pigtails, crying his eyes out. They had done the right thing.

And while he should have hated them for this manipulation and control, he could not bring himself to as they wrapped their arms in him, shushing him and reassuring him that they would protect him.

As they rocked him and shushed him, Amy put his dummy back in, which he took with no fuss. This was a shock to the system. A year like this? How could he agree to that? Why?

But Natalie kissing him and Amy cradling him at least made him feel soft and attended to. As Natalie held him, Amy went into her hand bag and pulled out his chastity. He could not see this, but when she pulled down his panties he knew and struggled a little. Natalie pulled him tighter and he could not resist and submitted to them again as it was clicked into place, with the bell tingling its presence.

After a cry, followed by his two females cheering him up, it was time to lay down the law. Amy would be the one laying it. Gently, softly.

"Now Chrissie, you are going to be spending over a year as a little sissy child. There will be no way out. You might as well learn to love it. If you go back to school, it will be in skirts. If not, you will stay at home all day like this."

His heart skipped. School? Like this? He blushed madly. He was still in shock.

"You have to accept this now. You are a sissy. It's not temporary. This is your life. You will be a sweet, delicate, feminine, obedient little sissy.  You will wear pretty dresses and pretty knickers. You will act and play like a little girl. You will not be allowed any male or grown up things. We are the grown ups, and you are the child. No touching yourself at all, no backchat, no turning back. And our agreement still stands. You cannot tell your Mummy you wish you were anything else, so when you tell her about the extra year, you will have to convince her you are very happy about spending your whole year as Mama's special little girl. Do you understand?"

[Sissy Little Girl]

babyamylee, Amy and Natalie are devious.  Chrissie is stuck now as a little girl.  Hope he likes his new life.  Now, when is the next chapter coming out.  We want more.

[babycakes]

Of course, Chris is his own victim as you, babyamylee, have revealed so well in developing his character.  No one can impose something on you if you steadfastly refuse, so at some level Chrissie must want this.  After all, Amy was the troublemaker who Chris allowed to drag him along up to this point.  He had no spine then so why would he be expected to grow one now?  As the saying goes, "You've made your bed, now lie in it."

[babyamylee]

He was downcast, catatonic, and wanted nothing more than to cry. "Y-yes Mama..." Total defeat today. What was the point?

He was allowed to take his nap in Natalie's bed, in his pretty underwear. Sleeping in her bed as the two girls listened to music together on their headphones was heaven for him, even if he had lost so much that morning. The bed smelled of Natalie, he would dream of her and only her. He was reminded he was wearing chastity as his teensy filled its plastic palace a number of times before retreating. He fell into a worried sleep.

As usual, he woke up to the women in his life smiling, full of ideas. His dummy had fallen out. He was not used to it.

"We've been thinking, it's your birthday in two days. Maybe at your big birthday meal, that's when you will tell your Mummy about all this. That will be fun wont it?"

In all the things that went on recently, he had forgotten. Earlier on he was hoping maybe as a birthday gift Amy would reprieve him. No chance now. He knew deep down inside, this is what she wanted more than anything. A sissy brother.

He groaned and pulled a face, mouthing a "no" but not vocalising.
Natalie actually admonished him for it.

"Now now. Don't be bold or sullen. This is your life now. It's time to start acting like it!"

Then Natalie shot a glance at Amy. Together they had a realisation, adding days on wouldn't work right now. Punishments would have to be old school. Amy took the lead.

"If you don't start acting like a good sissy I will send you up to bed early with a spanked bottom little miss fussy knickers!"

He cringed at the thought and words. Early? His bedtime was already 7!

"Is that what you want?" Natalie added.

He groaned. "No, but..."

To his surprise Amy grabbed him by the arm.

"Stand!" He stood, immediately. Her newfound strength dominating his newfound weakness. She was the grown up.

She swiftly pulled his knickers down, swatting him twice across the bottom, and walking him to the corner.

"You can stand in the naughty corner until you learn to behave!"

There he stood, close to the corner of the room, his knickers down, his bottom spanked, thoroughly ashamed. He started to blub softly, and thought about his doll. He was very guilty even admitting it to himself, but at least she provided comfort to him, someone who was on his level. He wanted his Princess Punzie doll. He deeply hated this corner time.

As his blubbing was distracting the girls playing with their video games, Amy paused and approached him with his dummy, popping it in. His heart was pounding, and he didn't want to ask but, he had to.

"P-please may I have my dolly Mama?" His eyes were tight with the shame of asking, so she didn't suppress the large grin of him falling deeper and deeper into little girlhood.

"No, naughty baby. Little punished sissies don't get to play with their pretty dollies. Think about that next time you are naughty to your Mama and Mistress!"

He was embarrassed beyond belief right now, and as he stood there suc-kling, he wept gently, which Amy knew must have been him not getting his dolly to hold. He felt so alone.

After three quarters of an hour, Amy shouted over.

"Okay little miss. When you are ready to apologise you will come over here and do so to both of us, and you better make it good!"

He blushed and stood still, he didn't want to. He was upset at the day, and didn't think he'd done anything wrong. No, he would be defiant. It was time to stand up for himself, he thought. By which he meant, he would continue to stand in a little girls nightie, with a spanked bare bottom and a dummy, in the naughty corner. Some defiance.

Amy and Natalie continued to play the game as if he wasn't there, enjoying their time together.

It took five minutes before he realised his behaviour would solve nothing, and so he awkwardly, shamefully minced over to his Mama and Mistress, who paused and looked up.

He curtsied. Ugh.

"Mama, Mistress, I am very sorry."

Amy looked up expectantly.

"And what for?" She raised her eyebrows.

"For being grumpy..."

"That's not all it was. You were refusing you were a little sissy girl. You were acting like the old you. That's no longer on, is it?"

He hesitated, but didn't want more punishments.

"N-no Mama."

"So are you going to be a good sissy little girl? Hmm? Tell us."

Even through his whole ordeal he had never before felt this submissive, this humiliated. They were treating him like a real child. No game, no joke.

"I'm going to be a very good sissy little girl from now on, Mama, I promise. Sorry Miss Amy, sorry Miss Natalie."

They both gave wry smiles and knowing looks to each other. Amy continued. He was her child after all.

[Sissy Little Girl]

babyamylee, Amy and Natalie have Chrissie right where they want him.  He is now a sissy little girl and he knows his fate is sealed.  Great chapter and I can't wait for the next one.

[babyamylee]

"Okay, good little sissy. You have to go back to the corner for a little while, but as a treat, you can take your dolly, if you really want it."

That phrase, if he really wanted it, she was testing him. He was under no pressure to take it, and maybe, when he asked for it before, it was for pity, but now he had no excuse.

He hesitated and minced over to the bed and picked up his Princess and walked back to the corner, his knickers still down and bottom still on display. He held his doll for comfort and played with her. It wasn't so bad if he had something to do at least.

After another 20 minutes  Natalie walked up behind him, without warning pulling up his knickers. She took his hand and led him to get dressed, before allowing him to sit with them for a while. He put his head on Natalie's shoulder, happily.

Dinner was somewhat subdued. He could not tell his Mummy about the bet, or let her into the fact that he was dismayed, so let her believe he was still waking from his nap, which led her to believe maybe even the 7pm was too late for him now. He soon perked up.

"So, chrissie, I have to ask you an honest question.." his mother responded.

"I know you are enjoying this and being a good little girl but, your birthday is coming up. You have been so good and I can't punish you forever..."

His heart pounded.

"...I will see this through, I love it. But your birthday is for the whole year and so it wouldn't be fair to treat you this way on it..." She looked hesitant to say this, but was trying to be fair.

A day off? Better than nothing. He might be able to see the boys, or go out and plan something to get away from this.

He looked up to where Mama was, sat next to and not in the eyeline of her Mother. She gave the smallest hint of a head shake.

"N-no Mommy I w-want this to last as long as possible..."

She beamed a great smile.

"That's no problem. But your presents, I will understand, you don't have to say what I want you to..."

That one hurt. He did have to say what his sister wanted him to.

"These presents are for the rest of the year. Do you still want the new graphics card for your computer? Or would you prefer pretty dollies and toys and clothes?"

He again shot a glance to his Mama. He knew.

"P-please buy me the pretties dollies and clothes and toys Mummy."
She didn't need asking twice.

"Hey Mum, that new dinosaur film is premiering on the movie channel at 7, will you watch with me?"

Amy was keen, but half teasing Chris too. She knew he had been looking forward to it for a while, the adverts had been running for months. This was further punishment for his backchat.

"Yes of course dear, but don't forget about your little sissy."

Not her brother any more, he noted, her little sissy. Maybe a respite for him? Maybe his mother would allow him to watch it?

"Oh yeah. Little missy you can go bed 30 minutes early today so we can watch it!"

He looked glum.

He was put into his crib in her room at 6:30pm as promised. It was light out. He could hear the voices of children playing, and the hum of the TV. So much for his summer.

She sat down next to him and started to read to him from a children's book. He groaned.

"Mummy isn't around, you really don't need to do that..." He said, mustering his sweetest, most submissive voice so not to anger her.

"Don't worry baby. I can tell you are coming around to all this! You will enjoy your bedtime stories with Mama just as much as you do everything else!" With that she popped in the dummy he hoped she had missed.

She continued reading him about the Princess as if it was the most natural thing in the world, and he had no choice but to listen to her talk down to him.

By the time she'd finished telling him a story, her tones had made him rather tired, and she was hurrying herself to get to the television, he noticed that his doll had been left on the dressing table.

He momentarily panicked, and cried out, but she didn't seem to hear.
In reality, she just thought he was whining, so, under his dummy, he cried out girlishly. Such a traitor to himself, but when she turned around, he was looking crestfallen and pointing to the doll guiltily, too ashamed to say anything.

She beamed. "You really do need her now don't you?"

[Sissy Little Girl]

babyamylee, Another great chapter.  Can't wait for the next one.