The Little Sisters of Gamma Delta

[BabyJay]

Sounds like the little 'Delta Darlings' are in for a tough time. I think there is going to be a lot of punishment meted out. Interesting to see what form this will take.

[sissyboy1212]

The Evening's Close

       Later, when their first study hall finally ended, the boys packed up their things and made sure to take their new Gamma Delta study guides with them. The newly minted Delta Darlings dejectedly went back to change into their regular clothes. They were each acutely aware of the soft swish of their skirts and the gentle cling of lace against their skin. Nate gave a small sigh of relief as he tugged on his familiar jeans and hoodie. The coarse denim and loose cotton felt reassuringly ordinary, but the ritual of changing back into his regular clothes suddenly felt far from routine. The delicate lace beneath his clothes reminded him that he was still in uncharted territory, and it not for the first time of the evening he found himself having an unwelcome physical reaction to his frilly panties. Although they didn’t discuss it, he was not the only one. Milo, always one to maintain a brave facade, moved with more composure. On the surface, he appeared somewhat less self-conscious as he neatly hung up his Gamma Delta study clothes.
 
       Julian moved deliberately and seemed to linger a bit, hanging his skirt and blouse on their hangers with gentle care. His fingers traced the soft fabric almost wistfully. He blushed as he realized what he was doing. Owen changed rapidly, his face set. His motions were almost mechanical. He tried to ignore the persistent tickling of his lacy bra beneath his shirt, and his heart beat rapidly as the events of the evening crashed down on him.

       As they left the Gamma Delta house, the boys walked in near silence as they became lost in their own thoughts. By going through tonight’s “initiations,” they had each been awarded 10 points. They should have had 40 points, but their group total stood at 39 toward the goal of 1000 after Owen’s lost point. It seemed hollow, however, as they realized all the potential ways in their future to rapidly lose ground. The boys had the distinct impression that the Sisters had taken it easy on them since it was the first night.

       Still trying to make sense of what they had gone through, Owen broke the quiet with a pointed question, “Does anybody still think this is going to be over in a month?”
 
       The silence that followed provided a clear answer.

       Nate finally sighed quietly, “Don’t forget to do your journals tonight, guys.”

       Their first study hall evening had left them all feeling exhausted and spent. They seemed to heave a collective sigh to be reminded of yet another task ahead. They drifted slowly apart and trudged to their own rooms, trying not to be noticed in their still made-up faces. Each boy was acutely aware of the unfamiliar feel of mascara on their lashes and the faint shimmer of gloss on their lips. The fear of being recognized or called out by the other guys in the dorm sent their hearts racing. Every distant laugh, every creak of a door, made them tense, worrying that someone would catch sight of their prettily made-up faces. Once back in their own rooms, they all soon discovered that removing their makeup was a chore in itself. Even after some wiping, they found their cheeks still tinged with stubborn color and felt all the more exposed for it. Their makeup seemed to determinedly hang on despite their efforts. Then, they all reluctantly sat down to process their emotions and begin writing in their journals about being transfomed into “Delta Darlings.”

[sissyboy1212]

Lace and Grace

       On Wednesday afternoon, the boys assembled in the quad. They quickly had realized they couldn’t really postpone shopping for new lingerie, since they only had the one set each. Their Big Sisters had dropped strong hints about a particular boutique in the quaint college town with knowing smiles and cryptic encouragement. The task ahead felt daunting, and they exchanged uneasy glances as they set off together. Lingerie shopping was uncharted territory, and the prospect of selecting such intimate things made their cheeks burn with embarrassment and nerves.

       The disquieted Little Sisters slowly made their to “Lace and Grace.” As they approached the cozy shop, the boutique’s window display sparkled in the afternoon sun. In the display window, delicate pastel bras hung alongside embroidered silk robes and a multitude of other dainty and feminine apparel.
 
       Nate paused, uncertain. “Are we really doing this?” Nate muttered, his voice wavering.

       Milo tried a brave smile, “Let’s just… get in and out, quick as possible.” Then Milo nudged Nate through the door first.

       Every head seemed to turn at the soft tinkle of the bell above the door. Although there were only a couple of other customers, they were all surprised to see the four cringing college boys enter. The incredibly feminine space glowed with soft pinks and lavenders, and the air was thick with the scents of sachets and soft new fabrics. Velvet chairs and gilded mirrors enhanced the overall sense of feminine elegance.
Two of the store clerks, Anna and Becca, recognized the boys immediately from the moment they stepped in. They smiled mischievously at each other. They knew precisely why the boys were there. Anna, feigning ignorance, approached first and said, “Welcome to Lace & Grace.” She then asked with playful curiosity, “Are we shopping for our girlfriends today?”

       â€œOr maybe your sisters?” Becca chimed in, her voice teasingly sweet. “We have some beautiful sets for gifts, if you’re not sure what to pick.”

       None of the boys knew how to say the words, so they just stood there in cringy silence.

       Becca let the pained silence linger for a moment. Then, she exchanged a glance with Anna before adopting a mock-serious tone. “So, if it’s not for sisters or girlfriends, what brings you in today?” she asked, eyes twinkling.

       Milo fidgeted, shifting his weight from foot to foot, and Julian stared at his shoes. The boys exchanged desperate glances, each silently willing the others to speak up first. Finally, Owen cleared his throat and stammered, “Actually… uh… it’s not for anyone else. We’re… shopping for ourselves.”

       Anna’s brows shot up in mock surprise, and Becca’s lips curled into a knowing grin. “Oh really?” Anna replied, feigning innocence. “That’s so fun! You want some pretty things for yourselves?” Grinning, she pointed to a delicate pair of lavender panties on the nearest rack. She asked innocently, “What did you have in mind? Perhaps something soft and lacy like these here? Or maybe something a bit more sheer?” Her eyes sparkled as Owen’s cheeks turned a deeper shade of red.

       Nate attempted to explain, his face nearly as pink as the pastel bras on display. “Well, umm… we already have some… but we need more.” He added weakly, “It’s, uh, a sorority thing.” His feeble words hung awkwardly in the air. His explanation didn’t seem to explain much at all.

       â€œA sorority thing?” Becca asked teasingly, “I didn’t know boys could join sororities, but more power to you!” Anna couldn’t hold back a laugh, and Becca giggled with her, their amusement genuine but not unkind. With a wink, Becca said softly, “Relax boys, we’re Gamma Deltas—Madison told us you might stop by.”

       Anna added somewhat conspiratorially, “Just so you know, we have a surprisingly large clientele of trans women… and also quite a few adventurous and open-minded men… than you might expect. So we are well ‘equipped’ in all kinds of frilly things that might match your anatomy!” She chuckled a bit more as she finished.

       The boys didn’t know whether to feel relieved or even more uneasy.
A moment later, Anna said, “Well let’s get started then! This is going to be such fun!” Her tone was warm, but her eyes danced with playful mischief.

       Then, Anna and Becca led them over to some of the racks of frilly, lacy lingerie sets. “Alright, boys, drop your jackets,” Anna instructed, “we need to check your sizes—bust, waist, hips, and all that.”

       The boys reluctantly placed their jackets on one of the velvet chairs, and Anna and Becca set to work collecting their measurements. Anna started with Owen, wrapping the measuring tape around his torso. She smiled, “Let’s get your bust first—stand up nice and tall, sweetie.”
 
       Meanwhile Becca sized up Julian and remarked on his graceful build. The two clerks quickly got what they needed and began holding up delicate bra and panty sets on the cringing boys. They began a running commentary on which ones suited them best. The two sisters then began interrogating the boys on their preferences for colors, fabrics and styles. They insistently coaxed the Little Sisters to be more specific about the lingerie they wanted.

[BabyJay]

Delightful. Now the Delta Darlings are finally shopping for their frilly lingerie I hope the girls tempt them into buying the girliest and frilliest sets available in lovely pastel colours. Look forward to next episode.

[sissyboy1212]

Appreciate the nice comments BabyJay!  I have a lot of raw material for this story. Keep trying to organize it to make it more manageable and entertaining ;)  More soon...