Part 9
Two weeks later, the ladies of the book club reconvened. Just as before, they all gathered in the great room of Mrs. Green’s spacious house and took seats around the little white tables. This time, however, there was a noticeable sense of anticipation in the air as the meeting began.
“Welcome back ladies,” Diane Green began with a chuckle, “and I also want to welcome another special young guest as well.” Gesturing toward Mrs. Thomas, she said, “Abigail has brought along her son Jason to be with us today.”
Much like Jamie Padgett two weeks earlier, Jason Thomas sat uncomfortably next to his mother and reddened slightly to be made the center of attention. At first, he had been annoyed to be dragged to such a boring and stuffy affair, but now he was nervous.
“Be sure to pay attention, Jason,” Mrs. Green continued, “I’m certain you’ll find our meeting… educational.” Several of the ladies tittered at that remark, and Jason shifted uneasily in his chair.
Turning back to the group, Mrs. Green went on, “As I think most of you know by now, Bobby and Jamie will join us again momentarily to help serve the refreshments. They’ve certainly had an eventful couple of weeks, and I’m sure Susan is eager to show you Jamie’s… new look.” Mrs. Green shot a brief glance back to Jason, and then she continued, “so without any further ado, let’s get started with our meeting, shall we?”
Just outside the door, Daphne spoke to Bobby and Jamie with a little giggle, “OK… boys… it’s showtime!” She put a teasing emphasis on the word ‘boys’ to emphasize their current plight as she gave Bobby a playful little nudge toward the door.
Jamie winced as he felt his mother’s hand touch his shoulder, and she began to guide him into the great room as well.
“Let’s go, dear,” Susan Padgett directed her discomfited teen. She added teasingly, “I know you’re excited to show off your pretty new outfit!”
Both boys blushed brightly as they were escorted toward the door.
Jamie’s emotions were a whirl. “It wasn’t fair!” he miserably thought to himself. He had been extra good ever since that last book club meeting! He had done all his homework and chores without being told. He had stayed out of trouble and not complained at all when it was his bedtime. From his standpoint, he had practically been an angel!
Then, last Friday afternoon, it was as if none of that mattered at all. Jamie had come from school to find that Mrs. Green, Daphne and Bobby were all there waiting along with his mother. Jamie had been dismayed to see that a very red-faced Bobby was already wearing a darling lavender A-line dress covered in white polka dots. It seemed to have ruffles everywhere. His petticoated friend also wore a cute matching pair of lavender Mary Janes on his feet!
His mother had then informed him that the grades on his monthly progress report were not up to snuff, and besides she had decided that it just wasn’t fair that Bobby was being punished alone for something they both took part in. Jamie was almost numb in shock as she announced that he would begin a regimen of petticoat discipline as well, starting immediately! “I’ve concluded that some quality time spent in skirts and dresses will do you a world of good, dear. It’s all decided!” Caught off guard, Jamie had hardly mustered any meaningful resistance at all to his mother’s intentions while Bobby just watched meekly. Mere minutes later, with a slightly sore bottom and tear-streaked eyes, Jamie had been dismayed to find himself confined in the frilly blue dress and black Mary Janes that Bobby had worn at the last book club! They had even made sure to remember the adorable white anklet socks with the lace ruffles!
Outnumbered and overwhelmed with the sudden change in his situation, he had stood powerlessly as Daphne affixed the same precious hairbow in his hair that he had pinned into Bobby’s the week before. All the while, Bobby had just waited there with a defeated expression on his face as Jamie was quickly and methodically put into a dress for the first time!
With Jamie’s eyes continuing to water, his mother had ushered him over to the large mirror in the foyer. Dejectedly, he had taken in his sissified appearance for the first time. “There now,” his mother had said enthusiastically, “you’re as pretty as a picture!” Jamie had stared glumly at his image as she continued, “Mrs. Green was so nice to let you borrow Bobby’s dress for today, but you’ll have your own nice things by tomorrow!”
The following days had been an awful blur of one sissified humiliation after another as his petticoating education began in earnest. Day after day of dresses and dolls and curtsies and a seemingly endless parade of girlish clothing and activities. It all seemed to pale in comparison, however, to what he knew awaited him at the book club meeting now. Now, his heart fluttered as he and Bobby entered the great room.
Bobby walked in first, and the ladies began to murmur in approval as they took in the adorable outfit the beet-red boy wore. Bobby was smartly buttoned into a precious tulle party dress and looked ready for a pageant! His dress was a lovely pastel yellow color with layers upon layers of dreamy tulle frills. The beautiful dress sported a dainty sweetheart neckline and oversized puff sleeves that ballooned prominently over his narrow shoulders. Whimsical layers of gauzy tulle with bits of glitter adorned the bodice, and the tutu-style creation gathered nicely at the petticoated boy’s waist. An elaborate yellow satin bow accentuated the waistline above his extremely poofy knee-length skirt. His expansive skirt boasted even more layers of bouncy pastel tulle that swished and swayed delightfully with the assistance of a very full petticoat underneath.
Bobby’s legs were sweetly encased in a darling pair of patterned white tights. The childish tights sported a delicately girlish floral lace pattern that was just gorgeous in contrast with his frothy tulle skirt. Strapped on his feet were a glittery pair of pale yellow ballet-style flats with fussy little ankle straps encircling his ankles and sparkly yellow bows on the toes. Pinned in his curly blond hair was the cutest hair clip with an enchanting yellow butterfly decoration. The delicate butterfly’s wings had wonderful metallic accents that caught the light and glimmered just adorably. The entire outfit sparkled and bounced with such captivating girlishness!
As several of the ladies practically gushed over Bobby’s outfit, Mrs. Green said, “and now here’s our newest junior hostess!”
Grimacing, but having no choice, Jamie reluctantly followed his classmate into the great room. His face burned and his heart pounded as he was paraded before all the ladies. Their murmuring became notably louder, and there were also more than a few perplexed looks. Susan Padgett had a very satisfied smile on her face as she ushered her petticoated teen into the room.
It was immediately obvious that Jamie was outfitted in the exact same style of dress as Bobby. Instead of yellow tulle, however, Jamie’s frock was a vision in pastel pink! As Jamie minced nervously into the room under his mother’s watchful eye, the noisy rustling of his sissified pink party dress nearly drove him to distraction. On full display now, Jamie knew that every eye was on him as he followed his classmate to the front of the room. The layers of fluttery pink tulle tickled him ceaselessly, and he was very conscious of how clingy his patterned tights felt underneath his elaborate skirt and petticoat. Every movement he made triggered a cascade of tulle swishes and rustles. Like Bobby, he wore his darling “tea party gloves” from the last meeting with their silky white ribbons securely tied around his wrists. Humiliated, Jamie stood next to Bobby at the front of the room as the assembled group inspected them thoroughly.
Indeed, the petticoated boys’ delightful dresses were identical except for the colors. Bobby looked so sweet in his pastel yellow, and next to him Jamie stood helplessly in his darling ballet pink. Of course, there was one other glaringly obvious difference in their appearances which had been the source of all the confused looks.
As Jamie cringed brightly, Jamie’s mother spoke for the first time. Smiling, she said, “Jamie’s look is obviously not quite finished, but after talking it over with Diane, we thought it would be appropriate to let you all see the final reveal!” As she spoke, she steered Jamie to a chair in front of her and gestured for him to take a seat. She let her hands rest purposefully on her sissified son’s shoulders and continued expectantly, “this should only take a few minutes!”
With his face still burning, Jamie sat down gingerly and fretted in awful anticipation. He desperately tried to gather his voluminous skirts underneath him, but he quickly realized it was hopeless. The swishing mounds of frothy tulle continued to pop up incessantly. As Jamie wrestled futilely with his skirts, the newly-petticoated teen finally caught sight of his other classmate Jason gawking at him as a full witness to his sissified humiliation. Jamie locked eyes with Jason, and that only served to deepen the feelings of helplessness and embarrassment that consumed him now. He was a teenage boy, and it crushed him to know that he was exposed this way as the most girly-girl sissy he could imagine! Underneath the dancing layers of pink tulle and his gaily patterned lace tights, Jamie was horrified to feel an unwanted tightening in his nylon panties.
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