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Re: Jamie and the Book Club
« Reply #21 on: November 24, 2024, 06:42:07 PM »
You have a very good story going.  I have a funny feeling that Jamie is going to have his own petticoat experience very soon.  Keep going and run with this story.  You have a masterpiece going.


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Re: Jamie and the Book Club
« Reply #22 on: November 25, 2024, 05:11:27 PM »
Part 7

   At long last, the ladies reached the end of their book discussion. The whole time, Jamie and a very jittery Bobby had sat in silent misery while the discussion droned on and on. As the ladies finished up, Daphne nudged the boys up from their seats. Jamie was on edge again but also morbidly curious about what was next. It appeared they would have to do more “hostess” duties, but he had no idea what they would be. Bobby, on the other hand, had a look of dread on his face as if he had been expecting this.

   â€œWe have some little goodies for you to take home, ladies. Please enjoy the sweets!” Mrs. Green explained. Under Daphne’s supervision, Jamie and Bobby handed out small packages of candies to all the ladies. The candies were wrapped up in pink mesh pouches and tied off with curly pink ribbons. All the pretty little packages were tastefully arranged in a white wicker basket trimmed with fussy pink ribbons. Jamie was assigned the task to carry the dainty basket full of treats around to each table. For each lady in the room, Bobby would then retrieve one of the little pink bags from Jamie’s basket and prissily present it. All the ladies marveled at how darling and well behaved the boys were contrasted with their last meeting. Bobby got many more compliments about how precious he looked as he minced around the room. Jamie also got his fair share of comments about his pretty apron.

   Jamie hated being part of this whole scene. He wanted to talk to Bobby to find out how all this had happened, but he wanted most just to get away! At the same time, Jamie found it almost impossible NOT to look at Bobby as he skittered delicately about in all his sissified glory. Once again, he found himself staring at Bobby’s darling hairbow that he himself had pinned in place. Bobby’s shiny Mary Janes click-clacked on the floor with each step, and the layers of his billowy skirt were constantly floating up. Jamie winced every time he saw Bobby’s plump pink lips and remembered how uncomfortable it was to put lip gloss on his newly petticoated classmate. It also reminded him that his lips looked the same way after he had been forced to share Bobby’s lip gloss. This whole afternoon had been unsettling and surreal! Jamie soon found out there was one last matter on the agenda. It was excruciating to watch.

   â€œBefore we close, Bobby has another little treat for us. He’s been in his dresses all week to prepare for his hostess duties today,” Mrs. Green began, “and rest assured that he doesn’t just laze about the house once he is frocked and petticoated!”  She explained, “he’s had quite a full schedule of household chores, and I’ve ACTUALLY got him doing his homework for once!” She added, “I also set aside ample time for him to practice his etiquette and deportment.”  She continued, “Daphne even made the helpful suggestion that he could practice serving refreshments with some of her old dolls, so he’s put on some of the cutest little tea parties under her supervision!” She concluded, “and Daphne also squeezed in time to teach him a charming little song. I can’t tell you how excited he is to sing it for us!”

   Incredulous, Jamie watched as Bobby walked sheepishly back to the front of the room. Bobby’s face was bright red again. It soon became clear that this is what he had been dreading the most. Then, Daphne grabbed Jamie’s hand and led him to a chair next to her. They sat down right in front of Bobby. “I just know you want a front row seat for your sweetheart’s performance, Jamie,” she said teasingly. Jamie blushed again and Bobby looked miserable. Daphne hit a button on her phone, and some chords of piano music began to play over a pair of wireless speakers. Nearly in anguish, Bobby looked helplessly at his mother, but she just smiled wryly and made a hand gesture for him to proceed.

     Squirming in discomfort himself, Jamie thought that he vaguely recognized the tune from somewhere, but he couldn’t place it. Sitting next to him, Daphne began to mouth the words for her petticoated brother and coach him along. After a few chords, Bobby started to sing in a small, wavering voice. When Jamie heard him sing the first few words, it hit him.

                         â€œOn The Good Ship Lollipop
                         It's a sweet trip to a candy shop
                         Where bon-bons play
                         On the sunny beach of Peppermint Bay”

   â€œOh my God,” Jamie thought with amazement. “He’s singing that Shirley Temple song!” Jamie watched dumbfounded as his furiously blushing classmate sang several verses of “The Good Ship Lollipop.” If that wasn’t enough, he was also performing a whole routine of hand motions and childish gestures to go along with the juvenile lyrics! His layered skirt bounced up over and over again to expose his petticoat and rhumba panties as he gesticulated girlishly. Reaching the last verse, Bobby sang,

                         â€œOn The Good Ship Lollipop
                         It's a night trip, into bed you hop
                         And dream away
                         On The Good Ship Lollipop

                         You'll awake with a tummy ache!”

     When Bobby sang, “…and dream away,” he put his palms together sweetly against his cheek as if he was going to sleep. Then, when he sang “…awake with a tummy ache!” he rubbed his own tummy in a very childish way. To make it even worse, it felt to Jamie like Bobby was singing directly to him because of where he was sitting. Jamie cringed repeatedly at how sissyish the whole performance was… it was like watching a petticoated train wreck!

   As the music ended, the ladies erupted into more titters and applause. Jamie heard comments of “So precious!” “He looks so sweet in his dress!” and “Encore, Encore!” At Daphne’s prodding, the thoroughly emasculated teen performed one last dainty curtsey. Jamie felt his skin crawl in sympathetic embarrassment, and he saw Mrs. Green had recorded the whole thing on her phone!

   Mrs. Green spoke with pride, “Wonderful Bobby!  Just wonderful!” Then, she added for the group, “I’ll bet I heard that song fifty times this week as he practiced it with Daphne, but it turned out adorably!” Several of the ladies openly chuckled at that as Bobby just stood there looking like a bashful little child.

     Although it remained hidden under his frilly apron, the unwelcome excitement in Jamie’s pants returned with a vengeance!




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Re: Jamie and the Book Club
« Reply #23 on: November 27, 2024, 09:08:48 AM »
Part 8

   At that point, Jamie’s mother insisted he go stand with Bobby so that she could take more pictures. Both of them blushed brightly as she snapped photos of the boys in their coordinated outfits. Susan Padgett appreciated how sweet the “little couple” looked together, but she also began to imagine how much more adorable Jamie would look in a dress. Not for the first time this afternoon, she felt she had missed an opportunity.

   â€œWell, that concludes today’s book club, ladies. I hope you enjoyed yourself” Mrs. Green announced. She added, Bobby and I look forward to hosting you again in a couple of weeks!”

   One of the other ladies, Mrs. Abigail Thomas, asked in surprise, “Oh, is Bobby going to join us again next time?” Mrs. Thomas was the mother of another boy in the same class as Bobby and Jamie.

   â€œCertainly,” Mrs. Green replied. “Because of all the problems he’s caused lately, Bobby will be joining us as a ‘junior hostess’ for another six months at the very least. The trouble he got into last time was just the tip of the iceberg!” She added, “Besides, I didn’t go to all this effort for just one day!” She smiled expectantly at her feminized teenager as she spoke. Bobby was crestfallen as he clasped his daintily gloved hands in front of him, but he managed to force a weak smile. He already knew he faced months of petticoating in his immediate future. “As of now, his petticoating sessions are generally limited to his time at home and at these book club meetings,” she noted, “and I also found a teacher who has accepted him into her girls’ ballet class, so he’ll start those lessons next week!” She added, “and of course I’ll need to take him shopping soon too so we can pick up some additional items for his wardrobe!” 

   Addressing Bobby directly, she asked cheerfully, “Won’t it be fun to pick out some more pretty things to wear, dear?”

   â€œYes Ma’am,” Bobby replied in a soft voice as his face continued to blaze.

   Jamie thought Bobby looked incredibly dispirited as he just stood there meekly in his party dress. As Mrs. Green discussed her intentions so openly and matter-of-factly, Jamie was dumbfounded at the awfulness of Bobby’s plight. He also fretted even more about his own precarious situation.

   Mrs. Green continued, “that’s the extent of his Petticoat Time… for now.” With a hint of warning in her voice, she continued, “Bobby is keenly aware, however, that things can change in a heartbeat if he starts to backslide or fails to show the proper enthusiasm. If I need to implement ‘Fulltime Petticoating’ to get the desired results, then so be it!” 

   â€œProper enthusiasm?” Mrs. Thomas inquired, somewhat perplexed. “Do you mean to say that he is actually eager for his petticoats and dresses?” 

   Mrs. Green chuckled slightly, “Oh no, of course not… at least not yet anyway.” She added, “perhaps ‘motivated’ is a more accurate word.” She went on to explain, “proper petticoating involves clearly defined stages. With Bobby, as I alluded to earlier, we zipped right through the first two stages of Denial and then Defiance in just a few days.”  With a satisfied smile, she added, “again, I was… adamant. Bobby quickly understood that fighting the process would only make things worse for him in the end!” Looking with satisfaction at her sissified son, she went on, “now Bobby is well into the Compliance stage. Although it’s obvious he still detests his petticoating, he now obeys promptly when his Petticoat Time starts! He’s dropped practically all traces of resistance or recalcitrance. Of course, I make sure to promptly address the occasional misstep or any lingering sign of willfulness! I’m happy to say that Bobby is rapidly learning the value of compliance and acquiescence!”

   Mrs. Thomas and all the other ladies seemed amazed to hear how detailed Mrs. Green’s petticoating methods were, but Bobby’s mother was not yet done: “After a sustained period of strict and comprehensive petticoating, Bobby will eventually reach the Acceptance stage. In that stage, his aversion to the process will subside, and he will accept his sissification as part of his normal reality. There’s no doubt I will get him there… it's only a matter of time and effort!” 

   Mrs. Green paused for a moment, and then she continued, “Unfortunately, however, the Acceptance stage is as far as many petticoated boys ever get. Still, with enough persistence and close supervision, I am optimistic Bobby will at some point blossom into the Appreciation stage. This is the culmination of the ‘Petticoating Journey.’  At this point, he will come to treasure the structure and security his Petticoat Time provides him, and he will eagerly seek to expand it on his volition. He will crave it! He will long for the peace of mind and clarity he feels when he’s wearing his dresses. He will feel true gratitude for the entire experience. If I can successfully guide Bobby to the Appreciation stage, then perhaps we will have other decisions to make, but you get the general idea.”

   â€œMy goodness!” Mrs. Thomas exclaimed in admiration, “I had no idea!”

   â€œThe methods are tried and true… it’s just a matter of persevering and staying the course!” Mrs. Green replied confidently.

   Hearing all this laid out in such detail, Jamie was aghast as he realized the full extent of what Bobby’s mother had planned for him and how far she was prepared to go. He shuddered at the prospect. How could Bobby just stand there and take it!?!  He looked back over at Bobby, and he was struck by how timid Bobby looked. It seemed obvious that Bobby had already surrendered.

   Next, he was rudely surprised when he heard his own mother make an announcement to the group. The look on her face made it clear she was absolutely enthralled with Mrs. Green’s zealous new approach to youth discipline! With barely contained enthusiasm, she blurted out, “Jamie will also be joining us again next time!” He felt his own face heat up in embarrassment as she added ominously, “and if he’s not careful, he may find himself in a frock too!” Jamie was horrified now, and he fidgeted nervously in his own delicate lace gloves and feminine apron. His heart thumped faster, and the unwanted pressure in his pants worsened!

   Mrs. Thomas spoke again, “Well you’ve certainly convinced me! I’m going to bring my son Jason with me to our next meeting too. It’s no secret that Jason could stand to improve his behavior, and it might be helpful for him to see what could happen if he doesn’t shape up!” she said. Then, with a gesture toward Bobby, she said with admiration, “I applaud the way you’ve brought this one to heel!”

   Jamie’s spirits sank as he realized the danger that loomed before him. Right then and there, he concluded that he had to remain on his absolute best behavior to avoid a fate like Bobby’s. Going forward, he resolved to avoid even the tiniest hint of trouble. He wouldn’t give his mother any reason to pursue a similar path!

   Susan Padgett admired her smartly dressed teenager in his girlish apron and gloves, and she reached a slightly different conclusion. Come hell or high water, Jamie would most definitely be wearing his own adorable dress at the next book club! If he somehow managed to avoid any misbehavior in the coming days, then she’d just have to invent an excuse. She’d already begun to rationalize that it wasn’t fair for Bobby to be punished alone while Jamie got off scot-free. After all, he had been a willing accomplice in their escapades last time even if he hadn’t initiated them.

   In any event, it was decided. Diane Green’s last comments had sealed the deal. Susan Padgett thought back to the scolding she had given Jamie a couple of weeks ago and giggled. Bobby Green had indeed jumped off a figurative “bridge” of sorts, and now she would ensure Jamie jumped right after him! By the time the week was over, Jamie would follow his sissified classmate into childishly cute dresses and petticoats of his very own! Very soon, Jamie Padgett would embark on his own petticoating journey.

   As she studied her embarrassed 13-year-old, she smiled as she saw the trace of Bobby’s pink lip gloss still lingering on Jamie’s cheek. It made her think that a dainty pink party dress would be the right place to start! And perhaps some lovely tights as well! She quickly became enamored with that idea, and she found herself eager to start shopping! She also noted with satisfaction that Jamie’s hair was quite a bit longer than Bobby’s. That opened up so many delightful possibilities! She would need some help, of course, but now she had no doubt that Diane, Daphne and the other book club members would be eager to assist with another “petticoating project!”

   Meanwhile, Jamie continued to blush and stew. He was oblivious to the fact that his future, like Bobby’s, was already set. Jamie was so consumed in his own thoughts that he never even heard the question his mother quietly asked Mrs. Green, “Diane, do you suppose I could get the name of that ballet teacher?”



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Re: Jamie and the Book Club
« Reply #24 on: November 27, 2024, 10:12:12 AM »
Delightful story, can't wait to see how Jamie reacts to being dressed in a pretty pink dress and taken to the book club to join Bobby.

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Re: Jamie and the Book Club
« Reply #25 on: November 27, 2024, 02:58:20 PM »
I can see Jaime not being fast enough to show up for dinner as a reason to get punished.  I am thoroughly enjoying this story.  It just keeps getting better

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Re: Jamie and the Book Club
« Reply #26 on: November 27, 2024, 07:16:41 PM »
Jason Thomas will be boy number 3. He will join Jamie and Bobby in serving the ladies at the "Book Club."

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Re: Jamie and the Book Club
« Reply #27 on: November 28, 2024, 02:14:11 PM »
I love this story. As exciting for the reader as JOSH but such a  different plot.

 

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