Slow Burn (Repost)

[babyamylee]

I can't believe all I posted today was only half the chapter I did in one post. No wonder Betty warned me!

Well, you don't have to cut the parts that short, they were just way too large per part before.

I posted war and peace in one chapter LOL. Took me quite a while to break that one down.

[babyamylee]

"I will take charge of that, I want it to be a slow dawn, realistic, but you will play along. Don't go all in this morning, but never complain to her, and never show her how much you miss being a boy. She will realistically believe you want all this."#

"For the rest of the day?" He was too tired to get it.

"No, for good. You will never tell her even when this is over. This wont change much really. You'll still do whatever I say, so its not major. It's just...cute, and will make Mummy happy."

No big change? His Mummy...Mother..would believe he was a total sissy and loved it, permanently!

He was gobsmacked. That was too much. But then, he sensed an opportunity.

"Th-that seems like a lot Mama..how about we make it six weeks?"

She mouthed an ooh sound. This would currently give him only three more weeks.

"And what will you do in return?"

"I..I meant for the same price..."

Of course he did, she thought.

"My original price was fair. No..."she pondered, as she wiped his little nipples "I will need something more from my end...."

He winced. Would she allow him to revert to the original deal if it was too much?

She was gently working his thighs like it was the most normal thing in the world.

"OK....there are points..."She was guarded.

"There are points where, I might want to change you into certain things for a while...."

His heart was pounding.

"...What things?"

"Hmm...I haven't decided yet....but for example, a baby even younger than now. If I decide to do it, no backchat. No to anyone. You just do it. It will not be too far for our bet and if Mummy asks you if it is, you will convince her otherwise. That's my final offer."

This could sting. She obviously had ideas that word make him even more fragile.

He groaned as she was doing his privates again.

"So what does little christopher say hmm? Like a chance for the 6 weeks?"

He guiltily nodded. He was begging. This was changing him, he felt weak, he needed an out.

"Hmm?"

"Yes Mama...."

After drying him off, she took him to her room and brushed and styled his hair.

"OK. Bet is...a video game. We have time before breakfast! And I figured yesterday's was more in line with my world, so to be fair it's coming down more in line with you."

He was astonished she was this naive. He was a class gamer. She couldn't play anything.

"I was thinking about doing this yesterday, so I borrowed a console from Natalie just in case. Street Fighter. You can still back out?"

He was inwardly cheering. He was familiar with the controls. He had some experience if a little limited. It was not FIFA but it would do. He played games, she didn't. At last. Some luck. He hoped his confidence would not show up too much in the mirror as she worked on him.

He was not even dressed yet. 

Another contract was drawn and signed. It was not legal, but his Mother would hold the loser to it if needs be.

He signed in pink pen.

She led him into his room, and instructed him to put on his Rapunzel trunks for the time being. Fetching them from his own underwear drawer was shameful and he put them on. Amy was setting up the game.

He sat down next to her, full of excitement.

"Okay, sudden death or best of three?"

He thought hard.There were already three rounds. He would make this quick.

"Sudden death will do. I don't wanna miss Mummy's breakfast..."

He was trying to play her game.

"Now, let's do this!" She said, with a smile. She seemed to know her way around the menu....

[Sissy Little Girl]

babyamylee, why do I have the feeling that something is afoot?  I think Amy has been practicing and knows she can win.  This next chapter should be good.
 ;D

[sissyboy1212]

Watch out Christopher, it's a trap! Can't you see Amy has been secretly practicing, and your video game skills are already falling off! 

I think Christopher will soon be working very hard to convince his Mummy he loves this.  Hopefully, eventually that will be true.

Nice!

[babyamylee]

Thanks my girls.

[babyamylee]

She chose her fighter, Cammy, a female with agility and good kicks. He went with his old favourite, Akuma, a big angry demon. He hadn't played it for a while, but he could simply spam the fireball if all else failed.

Round one, and two things dawned on him, to his agony. One, he was still too tired to concentrate and two, she had played this before. She started pulling all the moves out, and his lack of practice or expertise was causing him to suffer. She wasn't just playing, she was skilled. What he didn't know was, her and Natalie often played this when she visited as Natalie did like games. She may not have been a natural gamer, but Natalie indulged, and they were friends. Amy was by now very good at this game. His sexist assumption about gamer girls was costing him.

He was frantic, and he ended up button bashing, but to no avail. Round one went to her, and he had only inflicted damage to half of her bar.
He looked at her with astonishment in between rounds. She gave him a sympathetic shrug and a smile. He was familiar with the game, he had no real excuse, but he felt like he was being conned right now somehow.

He settled down and concentrated really hard, but this gave her greater resolve. Round two. He knew now, she wouldn't surprise him again. He started his offence, fluid, but completely predictable, not reacting to her play at all. He couldn't get near. As things were dawning on him, he got more desperate, and she got more chances to inflict heavy damage. She finished it with a super special. Round Two. Perfect. His inner being seemed to explode.

"See honey? Like I said yesterday. I'm more grown up than you. I will always win. But that's okay. Mama will take care of you."

He was welling up again. Did he really take this bet? It seemed like an easy out. Now his mother would always think he was in to this. He could never complain or voice his concerns. Or it was six extra months.
He started to gently weep. Amy lent back and grabbed Rapunzel, handing it to him, before enveloping him in her arms, where he cried. She shushed him, once again, so comforting. He needed it now, it hurt.
She grabbed his hand and led him to her room, naked except for his Rapunzel trunks and naval and ear piercings.

She sat him at the vanity with his doll as she went to get an outfit. But it wasn't from her closet. It was from one of the bags yesterday. She opened a multi pack of knickers.

"Look what we got yesterday? you can't share mine all the time!"

They were all frilled, with bows just like yesterday, in feminine pastel colours. She also had a lot of  unique cartoon print ones featuring princesses, ponies and the like. There was enough for his 9 weeks. He wouldn't be out of these soon. She stuffed them all in his underwear drawer.

She had bought him a lot of socks too, many varieties went in. His heart was racing. This was bad!

She pulled out pastel yellow set of knickers and some yellow ankle socks with large lace frills on them and led him back to her room. She went back into another bag and pulled out a yellow skirt and a white petticoat, with a matching yellow crop top, and a pair of white mary jane shoes. Did he have anything to hold on to? At least the outfit wasn't pink today?

She pulled down his trunks without notice, which shocked him.
Then she held up the knickers, and he stepped into them. Again, they stretched over everything but were close enough to be comfortable. He was by no means well endowed but these were clearly more childish knickers, for comfort not style, and they were so so soft. He hated it. He hated how comfortable they were.

Next his yellow skirt, then white petticoat, which would make his skirts very noticeable. While he was waiting for her to get the top, he swished his hips. They swirled around in a large radius.

[babyamylee]

Next came his yellow crop top, which had straps over his shoulders. He wasn't used to any of this. Straps. Bare chest, bare tummy, bare legs. His boys clothes were ill fitting, baggy, and covered everything at all times. His girly clothes were much more well fitting but didn't cover nearly as much. The worst part was, they were comfortable, when he didn't think too hard about it.

She pulled up his yellow socks, and then strapped his white mary jane heels to his feet, folding the frills on his socks down like a lampshade around his ankles.

He knew to sit at the vanity at this point, and his sister reminded herself how well trained he was becoming. He'd escape if he could, but things were becoming established. And he looked so so pretty to her.
Today's lipstick was a bold deep red and she used a pencil to arch his thin eyebrows. He was used to the feeling of mascara by now, and fluttered his eyelashes to feel how thick she had laid on him today. She handed him Rapunzel.

"Now remember our bet. No ifs, no buts. I want you to be a little more shy today. A little less like tea party, and more like you are talking to Mistress Natalie in your briefs. Be cute, look like you are in awe of your Mama and want to be good for her, and be good.  Look at me for permission for everything and if Mummy asks, you like it this way. Do this nicely we wont have any problems. If you play up, well, contract comes out, and you know how Mummy is feeling about all this. 6 months will get added. Okay sweetheart?"

"Please, please, please" he said softly, "could we just not.."

"No we could not. Come on downstairs christopher, now."

She led him to the kitchen, where Anna was just reading her tablet.
She looked up, in wonder. The most wonder anyone had mustered, with a face that seemed to be full of abject joy. He had to be nice, the shyness would not be a problem.

As always, Amy took the lead.

"Morning Mum."

The world was normal to her, at least.

She looked over at Chris, in his new finery, and he looked at her, waiting for her to nod.

He daintily curtsied, saying shyly and softly , "Good morning Mummy".

Her heart melted.  "Oh gosh! You are so precious!  Can I just see your feet?"

He again looked over at Amy nervously, and she said "go on, hitch up your skirts christopher."

Anne sensed a new level of submission that wasn't there yesterday, he was changing by the day. This was partially true, but she thought it was voluntary, not the result of some bet.

"I love your little shoes. That's such a pretty outfit christopher."

"Thank you Mummy" he said softly and quietly, curtsying.

"Are you in matching knickers chrissie?"

He cringed. Amy oohed. Chrissie? He didn't like the sound of that. He checked with his Mama. He realised he was only doing this because she told him that morning but, that meant he really did need permission because he was waiting for her answers.