Mothers Sissyboy by Sissy Ellen
Part 4
After Becky grabbed me by my ear and yanked me out of the car, she told mother, that she was going to whip me with the belt when we got home. Then mother told Becky and Linda that they could not have a sissyboy that wore a bra disobeying his little sister. Then mother had Becky and her little girl friend Linda each grab one of my hands and walk me inside of the mall. As soon as we got to the JC Pennies store inside of the mall, my mother took us to the womans Lingerie department. My mother led us to the bra section, and found a woman sales lady who could help us. The sales lady was my mothers age and took us to a dressing room. Then my mother told the dales lady that I was wearing one of her bras, but it was a bit to small for me, and I needed to be measured to determine my proper bra size.
The sales lady started to unbutton my blouse, as my mother and Becky and her friend started to giggle. After the sales lady had unbuttoned my bouse , she took it off of me so I was standing in the dressing room in just my bra and my jeans. The sales lady just stared at my bra, and commented on how it was with out a doubt to smalll for me. The sales lady told my mother that i was very well developed for a young girl. As the sales lady felt my breast through my bra, she said that I had quite a set of boobs for such a young girl. Then she reached around and unhooked my bra and took it off of me. She almost fainted when she saw my small nipples and knew right away that I was a boy and not a girl. She looked at my mother and asked her what a boy like me was doing with breast larger then her and my mother. My mother then told the lady that since I had boobs like a woman, I was going to start to wear a bra like a woman. The sales lady said that with boobs as large as mine that I really did need to wear a bra and that she would help me. She then took her measuring tape and measured me around my boobs. She told my mother that i was a full C cup. She told my mother that for a proper fit that I needed a 36 "C" cup bra. Then my mothe rotld me to stay in the dressing room with my sister and her friend, while she and the sales lady went out and picked out a few bras for me to try on.
Part 5
As I stood in the womans dressing room wearing only my blue jeans, my sister Becky and her little friend Linda started to tease me. Becky held me tightly by my ear as her little friend started to feel my boobs. As Linda held my boobs in her hands Becky told her that it looked like the sissy was enjoying the attention Linda was giving me. Just think sissyboy, mother and the nice sales lady are picking out a nice new pretty bra for you right now as we speak, said Becky as Linda fondled my breast. Just then my mother and the sales lady came back into the dressing room holding a bunch of bras. Mother told me that she had picked out 7 bras for me to try on, one for each day of the week. Mother handed me a white playtex cross your heart bra and told me to put it on for her. We want to see if it fits you properly she told me as they all started to laugh at me. The sales lady told me to slip my arms into the bra straps and pull the two ends of the bra behind me and fasten them behind my back. I was standing there fumbling with the bra trying to hook it when Beckies little friend Linda, hooked my bra for me. My mother adjusted the bra straps for a moment until she decided that it was right and smiled as she looked at me in my new bra. It fits you like a glove said my mother as she turned me around so I was facing the mirror on the dressing room wall. I saw how my breast filled out the bra cups. I also noticed how this bra was not to tight on me like my mothers bra was. Then the sales lady commented how this bra did not push my boobs up aganist my chest like my mothers bra did, it supports them like a bra is supposed to. See how the little sissys boobs fill out the bra and puch out in front, said the sales lady as she stood behind me with her arms around me cupping my breast with her hands.
My mother reached behind me and unhooked my bra and took it off of me and handed me another bra to try on for them. I whispered into my mothers ear and told her that I needed to go to the bathroom. You should have gone before we left the house she told me. You will have to wait until we are through trying on your new bras she told me. I had to pee really bad and started to kind of dance around from one foot to the other one. The sales lady told me to hold out my arms as she slipped a pink bra on me and fastened it in the back. She adjusted the bra straps a bit and turned me around so my mother and Becky and her friend could see how well my bra fit me. Then I felt the urge to per again really bad.
Part 6
As I stood in the womans dressing room wearing the pink bra that the sales lady had just put on me, I felt the urge to pee growing stronger. I whispered in my mothers ear, and told her that I had to pee quite badly. She told me that I should have used the bathroom before we left home. She told me that I only had four more bras to try on and then we would go home and I could use the toilet then. I had to pee so badly that I started to move around from one leg to the other. Becky and her friend Linds saw this, and Becky commented on how cute my pee pee dance was. My mother decided that the pink bra I was wearing was a bit to small for me, and she took it off of me. Then she and the sales lady went back out to find another bra for me to try on.
Becky grabbed my ear again and told me to stand still. She twisted my ear until it hurt so bad, that I stood still for her. Linda threw a bra that I had allready tried on to me and told me to put it on. She slipped the bra straps over my arms and fastened it in the back. Becky held my ear tightly as her friend linda started to massage the front of my bra. I had to pee so badly and here I was being held hostage by my little sister and her friend. My mother and the sales lady came back into the dressing room and held out a bra for me to try on. I was told to take of the bra I was wearing and to try on the one that they just got for me. I lost the battle with my bladder and started to wet myself as I stood there. Becky saw that I had wet my pants and started to tell everyone how her sissy brother had just wet his pants like a baby.
The sales lady looked at my wet pants and told my mother that I needed a few more things then just a bra. It seems that our sissy needs to work on his toilet training a little bit, said my mother as everyone started to laugh at my perdicament. Then she told my sister Becky and her friend to run over to the baby department and get some diapers and plastic pants for me to try on. I started to cry as I stood in the dressing room in just my jeans and a bra. It's OK baby, my mother told me. I will get my sweet sissybaby into some dry brtiches just as soon as your little big sister, gets back with your diapers. When my sister and her friend got back, they had a whole shopping cart full of stuff.
My mother made me lay on the floor, as she folded a few diapers together. She then pinned the thick bulky diapers on me and slipped the plastic pants on me over the diapers. It is a good thing that this store has a good incontinence section said my mother as she stuck a paciafier into my mouth. Just then the sales lady told my mother that she should make me wear just my diapers and plastic pants home. My mother started laughing and said thats a great idea. The sales lady handed my mother a pink sports bra and said the sissy should wear this as well. Then after my mother had put the sports bra on me, she told Becky and her friend to each take one of my hands and help me out to the cashier, so we could pay for all of my new things.
Part 7
There I stood in the dressing room with my mother and sister and the sales lady and Beckies friend Linda wearing nothing but the pink sports bra and the thick diapers and plastic pants with a pink paciafier stuck in my mouth. Becky and her friend each held one of my hands and started to walk to the door of the dressing room. I started to cry very hard and tried to plead with my mother not to take me out into the store with me dressed like this, but with the paciafier in my mouth my words were all muffled and garbeled. Pweeese modder, pweeese done make me wear dis bwa and baby diapers and wubber pants to de store, I pleaded through my paciafier. Linda laughed and told every one that the cute sissybaby sounded as cute as he looked and all of them burst out laughing.
My mother told Becky and linda to go out to the little girls department and find me something appropriate to wear home over my bra and diapers. When Becky and Linda came back they were holding this really small sissy looking pink party dress. My mother took the pink dress from Becky and held it up to me and said it was darling, and it would be fine for me to wear home. I cried through my paciafier and said, " pweeese ma ma, done make me wear a wittle girl thisssy dwess, I am a boy. My mother started to laugh and asked me if I was a boy then how come I had the largest and plumpest boobs in the room. I mean the sales lady and i are grown woman and you have much bigger boobs then either one of us. The bra you are wearing right now is at least one full cup size bigger then anyone else in this dresing room.
So you definantly need a bra, and you will wear one at all times like any other self respecting lady should. Now hush up any more back talk from my sissy and I will make you wear just your bra and diapers and rubber pants home, she told me as she slipped the pink dress over my head. All I could do was to cry as she fussed with the dress until she had it on me just the way she wanted it. Dosent my sweet sissy look pretty in her new pink dress my mother said as she turned me towards the mirror so I could see myself. I looked in the miror and was horrified, My breast pushed out the front of my dress very much.
You could see my bra through the thin material of the dress, and the dress was so short that it bearly came down to cover my diapers and plastic pants. My mother tied the big pink bow in the back of my dress. I just stood there crying as my mother handed me all of the bras that she wanted to buy for me. You carry your new bras, she told me. that way everyone will at least know that even though you have to wear diapers, you need a bra like a good sissy. Then my mother pushed me out of the dressing room and Becky and her friend Linda each took one of my hands and walked me to the check out line.