Jamie and the Book Club

[mikeh1993]

Can’t wait to see Jason get his soon

[sissyboy1212]

PART 11

   One of the ladies remarked admiringly, “Oh Diane, our junior hostesses both look so lovely! You, Susan and of course Daphne have done a fantastic job on the details!” She surveyed the sissified boys and added, “I’m amazed at how you’ve just scrubbed out all the bratty boyishness in these two and turned them into such darling little sugarplums!”

   Jamie and Bobby were crushed to know it was all true. As Jamie felt the unfamiliar weight of his springy little girl curls and the rustling of his fussy dress, his spirits sank at the prospect of the months of petticoating in his future.

   As if on cue, Diane Green spoke again, “Thank you, and I assure you that none of it was an accident. As I’ve discussed with Susan over the last week, I believe that petticoat discipline should be in-depth and unfailingly consistent!” As she admired Jamie’s new hairdo, she said, “I’m sure that little Jamie will not soon forget the thrilling experience of being put into his girly-girl curls with all of you today!” With a somewhat pleased look, she said, “In fact, thanks to Susan’s enthusiastic adoption of proper petticoating principles, I think we’ve gotten Jamie here to the ‘Compliance’ stage even faster than I did Bobby!” She added, “it’s all about making a lasting impression!”

   Susan added, “Thank you, Diane. You and Daphne have been such a help, and Jamie’s curls are just scrumptious!” Then she added, “I love the way they just flit and tumble on him so adorably! I’m already thinking that I may take him to get a perm!”

   “A perm?” Jamie thought with horror! He felt another electric pulse in his panties as his heart sped up!

    Diane smiled at that thought. That would indeed be a nice step. After a moment, she resumed speaking, “Petticoating should be deliberate and structured… it’s not just about putting a boy in a dress!” She went on, “No, it’s about creating a set of conditions that will make a memorable and lasting impact! That’s how you achieve real behavior change!”

   “Take Bobby here,” she offered. “As I explained last time, Bobby has so far avoided Fulltime Petticoating through his newfound obedience, but his Petticoating Time is still highly organized.”  She pointed to the side of the great room, “Do you see that digital clock on the wall?” Everyone turned to see a large digital clock hanging near the entrance. “I have several of those around the house, and they are all synchronized and linked to my phone. Every day when Bobby comes in from school, I set a timer for thirty minutes, and all the clocks begin to count down together.” 

   She smiled, “Bobby is permitted to do anything he chooses during that free time. He can watch TV, or have a snack, or even play his video games…I really don’t worry about him misbehaving at all. He knows that when the timer is up and that little chime sounds, it’s the start of his Petticoat Time!” She added with a little amusement, “Oh you should see the anticipation that builds in him as those minutes dwindle down… especially on Fridays when the whole weekend awaits!” With satisfaction, she went on, “That’s an example of how you make a real impression!”

   Shifting uneasily in his frilly dress, Jamie grimaced as Bobby’s mother talked. His mother was already applying the same routine to him, and he knew exactly how dreadful it felt to watch his time slip away. His stomach turned into an ice ball every afternoon when that little chime went off! In his darker moments, he almost thought it would be better not to have the free time at all!   

   Abigail Thomas seemed to gain interest in the mechanics of this process, and she asked “so he goes and gets dressed when the time is up? Is that how it works?” Sitting next to her, Jason immediately took notice of his mother’s curiosity.

   “Oh, heavens no,” Mrs. Green replied, “as I said it’s much more structured and deliberate than that!” She explained, “Bobby knows he is to be waiting in my bedroom before that chime goes off! I keep all his lovely petticoating clothes there in my extra closet. I usually come in a minute or two later so we can get started. He’s only kept me waiting once, and I think he learned his lesson quickly as we haven’t had a recurrence!”

   Diane smiled maternally at Bobby and said, “We’ve developed a delightful little routine, haven’t we honey?” Without waiting for him to respond, she said cheerfully, “Bobby, let’s show the ladies how we start off!”

   Bobby shifted his feet uneasily, and his prettily gloved hands fidgeted nervously. Enveloped in all the flittering layers of his adorable yellow tulle dress, he looked so sweet as his face reddened again.

   Playfully, Bobby’s mother asked him, “what time is it sweetie?”

   After a moment, he replied in a hesitant voice as if reading from a script, “it’s my Petticoating Time Mommy.”

   Diane smiled at her embarrassed child and continued, “and what’s the magic word, Bobby?”

   The sissified thirteen-year-old took a quick breath and then asked with a miserable look on his face, “Please… Please can I get dressed in my pretty things now?”

   “Of course, dear,” his mother beamed while Bobby looked at the floor in defeat. Then she spoke again to the group, “I think it helps his mindset to verbalize this way, and it’s become a wonderful time for mother-son bonding!”  Diane continued, “after he asks to get dressed, I select his clothing, and then I dress him, often with Daphne’s help.” She smiled at Bobby, “it’s important that Bobby is PUT into dresses and petticoats… he’s not allowed to dress himself.”

   Then, Diane seemed to catch herself. She shook her head in a charming way as if to chide herself, and then she said almost apologetically, “I’m so sorry that I’m blathering on. I’m sure I’ve bored you to death!” 

   “Oh no, Diane, please continue!” Abigail Thomas replied at once. Jason Thomas warily noted his mother’s continued interest in this conversation.

[mikeh1993]

I have a feeling Jason isn’t going to be leaving the meeting the way he arrived

[sissyboy1212]

Part 12

       Gratified, Diane surveyed the room and realized that all the ladies still seemed intently interested in what she had to say. Jamie and Bobby, standing sweetly together in their fussy dresses, looked anguished as their predicaments were described so publicly. Jamie was beside himself as all the details of his rapid sissification were exposed this way. Meanwhile, his classmate Jason sat with a funny look of bemusement on his face as if this were some elaborate hoax.

       “Thank you for indulging me, Abigail,” Diane Green responded with a smile, “I do think that the distinction is crucial!” She continued, “when a boy is PUT into his girlish things, it reinforces that his petticoating is a discipline with a clear GOAL… not a game!” She added, “this makes clear that he is not in control of the situation and thus helps stifle his willful tendencies!”

       She went on, “it also ensures that the wayward boy is properly dressed down to the very last detail. I’ll give you an example of why this is critical. You can’t see it right now, but Bobby is wearing the cutest little bra and panty set under his dress and tights!” She chuckled as an aside, “In fact, Jamie here is also wearing an identical set! I happen to know since I bought them both!” She continued, “The point is that absent the right supervision, these boys might ‘forget’ such things!”

       Jamie and Bobby squirmed uncomfortably to be reminded that they were sissified all the way down to their underwear, and several of the ladies chuckled. Jason Thomas could not believe what he was hearing and seeing. His classmates were even wearing bras and panties!

       “I also maintain,” she said, “that petticoated boys should be put into the most elaborate and ultra-girly outfits possible… preferably with lots of buttons, buckles, ribbons, ties and so forth to help constrain any lingering traces of defiance. As far as I’m concerned, the more layers, frills and accessories the better! Like I’ve said before, the goal is to ensure nothing masculine remains so that the petticoating is free to work its magic!” She finished her thought, “such close supervision has a practical aspect as well since it can become very difficult for a boy to get into… or out of… such fancy trappings without help.” She chuckled and glanced at Jamie’s mother as she added, “In fact, Susan and I have just decided to begin corset training for these two, so that last part will apply even more when they are securely laced into their stiffly boned corsets!”

       Hearing this, Jamie and Bobby looked completely defeated and emasculated. This was the first mention they had heard about their impending corset training! Jamie was horrified that the pressure in his panties seemed to grow more intense at the awful thought of being laced tightly into a corset!

       As Diane Green finished, the ladies murmured in awe and admiration at the level of planning and commitment she put into her petticoating philosophy. Susan Padgett nodded in approval; she was thrilled that she had put Jamie on the same path as Bobby.

       Diane concluded with a grin, “and now that Jamie here has begun his own Journey, these two will be able to have more lovely Petticoat Playdates… heavily supervised of course!”

       “Oh yes,” Jamie’s mother said enthusiastically, “In fact, we had a very sweet playdate yesterday and you should have seen the two of them! After we got them nicely dressed, they did all their homework together and later worked on their deportment. Then, as a treat, Daphne taught them how to do manicures, and the boys got to paint each other’s nails! So cute! It was such a lovely time!” Both boys grimaced at that memory.

       Diane had a satisfied look on her face as she eyed Bobby’s newly petticoated friend. It was such a treat to be able to mentor Susan in the benefits of petticoating, and she thought Jamie was coming along nicely in his new journey. Jamie’s girlish curls were just precious, and Diane looked forward to Bobby getting his own in the very near future.

[sissy marci]

I love this story! thank you so much!

[sissyboy1212]

Part 13

       Then, however, Diane’s keen eye noticed something amiss, “Speaking of supervision, Susan, it appears that Jamie has allowed the seams on those adorable tights to get all crooked.” 

       “It seems you’re right, Diane” Susan Padgett agreed as she scrutinized Jamie’s gauzy floral stockings, “attention to detail is so important!” With a little frown, she instructed her petticoated teen, “come here at once so I can fix them for you, Jamie!”

       “Oh, don’t trouble yourself, Susan,” Diane replied, “I’ll have Bobby do it.” Addressing her own son, she directed, “Bobby, please help Jamie with his tights, dear… those unsightly seams just will not do!”

       Cringing to be singled out again, Jamie tried to look down and check his seams, but it was useless. His buoyant tulle skirt made it impossible for him to see them properly. Bobby, meanwhile, was chagrined at the new task he had been assigned. Both feminized boys looked pitiful as all the ladies watched expectantly.

       Unprompted, Daphne gleefully stepped in to assist her little brother and retrieved the little stool from the corner. She placed it immediately next to Jamie, and then she prodded Bobby to have a seat. Jamie’s heart pounded and his mouth grew dry as he realized what was going to happen. While Jamie stood in his pretty frock facing the ladies of the book club and his classmate Jason, Bobby sat down next to him and began delicately tugging on his clingy tights! Jamie was overcome with a feeling of utter helplessness as Bobby began to nervously pluck and pinch on the stretchy material. Under Daphne’s painstaking guidance, Bobby repeatedly tugged and straightened the seams of Jamie’s delicately patterned stockings. Each little tug seemed to create electric tingles that pulsed into Jamie’s panties. It only got worse as Bobby unavoidably rustled the layers of Jamie’s lovely pink tulle petticoat over and over as he ensured everything was just so. When Bobby finally got the left leg perfectly straight, Jamie let out a quick breath and trembled slightly.

       Bobby continued to pull and straighten the seams on the right leg now, and each little adjustment created a new jolt of friction on Jamie’s skin that made him increasingly lightheaded. Incredibly dismayed, Jamie tried to control himself and took a couple of short, shallow breaths. As Bobby gave one last little yank to get the seams exactly right, Jamie felt his clingy tights suddenly shift again across the front of his silky panties. Involuntarily, Jamie shuddered. It was all too much! He felt a telltale tingling pulse under his tulle petticoat, and then, the inevitable happened. Humiliated, Jamie turned an even deeper shade of crimson as he exploded into his panties! Reflexively, he let out a little gasp and put his hand on Bobby’s shoulder to steady himself. He was horrified as a creamy mess quickly filled his lacy panties.

       Remarkably, most of the ladies didn’t seem to realize what had just happened, but Diane Green had a knowing look of amusement in her eyes. She understood the situation precisely. In fact, she knew it was hardly unusual for newly petticoated teenagers to become over-stimulated by the flood of unfamiliar sensations and emotions. As a boy gradually lost more and more control of his destiny and became rapidly immersed in girlishness, he also tended to grow more skittish and high-strung. Finding himself progressively enveloped in dresses, skirts and frills, it wasn’t surprising that the slightest thing might send a boy into a panic and over the edge! That was why she had insisted from the start that first Bobby and now Jamie always wear scented panty liners in their panties just in case! The added protection just made little sissy accidents much easier to handle! With satisfaction, she also knew that this turn of events would just make the day even more unforgettable for little Jamie and further enhance the effectiveness of his petticoating! The memory of losing control in such a public way would definitely leave a lasting mark!

       Meanwhile, Jamie was disconsolate as the reality set in, and his shame deepened. The warm wetness under his tulle skirts and panties was inescapable. He felt nightmarishly exposed and vulnerable in his pretty pink party dress!

       Then, to make things worse, Daphne leaned over and whispered teasingly in his ear, “I think someone just made a sticky-icky in his panty-wanties!” She added softly, “Poor thing, I guess the excitement was just too much for you!”

       Jamie was crestfallen as the pounding of his heart began to subside. In only a few days, he had been totally sissified just like Bobby. Every slight movement of his head seemed to make his new girly-girl curls bounce in the most feminine way. The floral white tights encasing his legs seemed to tingle with each tiny movement, and the swishing and fluttering of his tulle skirts and petticoat were maddening. The dainty tulle accents on his girlish puff sleeves tickled his slender arms ceaselessly. His sparkly pink slippers felt so delicate and unfamiliar on his feet. His palms were perspiring in his adorable tea party gloves which were tied so gaily around his wrists with their darling ribbon ties. He could still taste the strawberry flavor of his shiny pink lip gloss. Worst of all, he had just made a humiliating mess in his panties, and it was only a matter of time before his mother found out!

       He was a teenage boy, and yet here he was completely cocooned in lace, tulle, ribbons and ruffles for all these ladies to see. It seemed that every moment brought him the terrible promise of even deeper levels of girlishness. His heart fluttered, and his throat grew dry. The awful weight of a long and involved Petticoating Journey hung over the feminized boy like a cloud. Looking up, his humiliation intensified even more when he saw his classmate Jason staring intently at him again.

       Diane Green sighed and said, “Well I’ve gone on about petticoating more than long enough, ladies. Let’s move on to our book discussion while Daphne gets our adorable junior hostesses ready with the snacks, and perhaps she might also need to help Jamie… freshen up!” She added that last part with a barely suppressed giggle as she scrutinized the blushing sissy. Then, in a rather obvious whisper, she told Daphne, “The panty liners are in the powder room!”

       Susan Padgett heard that last instruction and fixed her gaze intently back on her embarrassed son with new interest.

       At Daphne’s prompting, both petticoated teens dropped into charming little curtseys. Jamie’s was understandably wobbly, but Bobby’s was nearly flawless. Completely chagrined, the petticoated boys meekly prepared to follow Daphne. Jamie’s spirits deflated as Mrs. Green’s last comment sank in. Clearly, she already knew about the mess in his lace-trimmed panties!

       As if on cue, Jamie saw Mrs. Thomas turn to Jason with a smirk on her face. Teasingly, she asked her son, “Well do you believe me now, dear?”

       Jason didn’t respond, but he instead blushed slightly and locked his gaze back on his emasculated classmates.

       Jamie felt that Jason was scrutinizing him especially. There was nothing he could do to prevent every girlish detail of his petticoating from being totally exposed. The gooey mess in his panties was starting to get sticky, and he fought the urge to cry. In that moment, the petticoated sissy glumly surrendered to his fate. He knew that he would never forget what had just happened. Jamie also knew that he was now, unquestionably, a Compliant Petticoated Boy! Without even realizing it, he girlishly swished his pretty tulle skirt again.

[sissyboy1212]

EPILOGUE:  Jason’s Journey

   An hour earlier, Jason Thomas had been nervous and out of sorts. When his mother first told him she was dragging him along to her book club meeting, he had groaned and grumbled. Why did he have to go to that thing?

   Still, his mother was insistent that he dress smartly for the occasion, so soon he found himself wearing a somewhat juvenile outfit with lemon yellow trousers, a white dress shirt with little black polka dots, and a cute yellow bowtie. To top it off, she had also put him in some darling yellow suspenders and a lovely pair of white suede shoes. She had gotten this outfit for him to wear at a cousin’s wedding a couple of years ago, and he was embarrassed that it still fit. He had been rather surly about wearing it, but his mother left him no choice.

   In the car on the way to the book club, however, his mood had shifted. His mother had mentioned that Mrs. Green had found a way to improve Bobby’s behavior, and that he ought to pay close attention himself. Then, she said that his friend Jamie was supposed to be there as well. But the kicker was when she used the term “petticoating.” He had never heard of that, but then she had explained what it was, and he had done a double take.

   “You’ve gotta be joking,” he had said a little rudely.

   “Oh, it’s no joke, dear,” she had replied confidently, “and just so you know Bobby’s mother even said that I could borrow some of his things for you if I wanted!”

   Jason hadn’t said anything else after that, although he halfway believed his mother was pulling his leg. It just seemed too crazy. Still, he was wary now, and his mind started to race.

   Then, while he was seated in Mrs. Green’s great room next to his mother, he had become a believer. When he had seen his classmates nervously mince into the great room under Daphne Green’s close supervision, he could not believe his eyes. As all the ladies tittered and made little comments, Jason’s jaw had literally dropped. It was all true.

   Bobby and Jamie had both blushed brightly as they were paraded out in front of the ladies. Jason was dumbfounded to see his classmates dressed just like a pair of dainty little girls! He was practically speechless to see them transformed into such total sissies!

   Despite himself, Jason was transfixed as he ogled his helplessly petticoated friends. The sight of Jamie being put into his little girl curls in front of all those ladies was almost inconceivable, yet he had witnessed it firsthand! Then, the whole spectacle of Bobby daintily adjusting Jamie’s tights had just been surreal. At one point, Jamie had been so panicky that it looked like he would faint! When he saw the two of them curtsey at the end, Jason was absolutely flabbergasted. Incredibly, his classmates just seemed to accept their feminized situations without any resistance at all!

   That was when his mother had triumphantly looked his way and asked, “Do you believe me now, dear?”

   As Jason began to grasp the extent of his classmates’ sissified predicament, he didn’t trust himself to respond. He felt his heart beginning to beat faster. He locked his gaze on Jamie especially as he scrutinized that incredibly girlish party dress. His red-faced classmate looked as though he was engulfed in a gauzy pink cloud of tulle and ruffles! Now, Jason cringed himself. He realized that he had to keep his wits about him. This situation was nuts! All the ladies seemed to smile at him knowingly, as if they already knew where this was headed.

   As Daphne began to lead Jamie and Bobby away to prepare the refreshments, Mrs. Green seemed to remember that Jason was still in the room. She turned her attention to him and studied him for a moment. Jason shifted nervously in his seat, and he unconsciously fiddled with his suspenders as he felt her penetrating gaze. Then, with a twinkle in her eye, she suggested dryly, “Perhaps Jason would like to help Jamie and Bobby serve the refreshments today?”

   His mother didn’t hesitate. “That’s an excellent idea, Diane,” Mrs. Thomas replied at once, “He’d love to!”

   Jason’s pulse accelerated at this. Did she actually mean for him to join his utterly feminized friends? He decided to take a chance and push back on his mother. “No way,” he said sullenly, “I don’t want to do that.” This whole scene just seemed crazy to him!

   Hearing Jason’s defiant response, Daphne and her two sissified charges stopped in their tracks. Jamie and Bobby both reacted in disbelief! They had already abandoned any semblance of resistance to their Petticoating, and the very idea of disobedience seemed to shock them now. Didn’t Jason know he was playing with fire? The tension in the room grew thick as everyone turned their attention to this unfolding drama.

   Obviously displeased, his mother replied sharply, “Oh yes you will young man!” Then she spoke to Daphne, “Daphne dear, just show him what he needs to do.” She shot him another warning glance and said, “don’t test me!” Then, she firmly nudged her recalcitrant son forward out of his seat.

   Jason blanched! Had he had gone too far? He could tell his mother was getting really annoyed now.

   Then Daphne spoke up, “Of course! Let me get that darling little apron that Jamie wore last time… I bet Jason will look absolutely adorable in it with his cute yellow slacks!” Then she added teasingly, “unless, of course, he’d rather borrow one of Bobby’s dresses!”

   “Apron?” Jason thought. He felt his face heat up even more. He gulped, and there was a long silence as Daphne’s taunt hung in the air. It was obvious to everyone in the room that Jason had quickly ventured onto very thin ice. Jason looked again at his totally emasculated classmates in their flouncy tulle dresses. They looked absolutely mortified and defeated. Jamie and Bobby stared back at him powerlessly, and he remembered the way they had performed such precious curtseys a few moments earlier. Then, in an unexpected show of obstinance, Jason blurted out, “I’m not wearing an apron or a dress, and you can’t make me!”

   Everyone in the room seemed to hold their collective breath at his outburst. After a long pause, Jason’s mother replied icily, “We’ll just see about that!”

   Then, Jason’s mother spoke purposefully to Mrs. Green, “Diane,” she began,” I think we would like to borrow some of Bobby’s things after all! Perhaps Daphne would be willing to help us choose something appropriate!”

   Diane Green nodded curtly and replied at once, “Of course, and if I may say so, it’s not a moment too soon!”

   Jason froze, and his heart pounded fiercely in his chest. He realized he had really stepped into it now! He heard Daphne speak next to his mother, “Oh I’d be happy to help with your little mischief-maker, Mrs. Thomas!” She added, “I think that gorgeous blue party dress and Mary Janes that Bobby wore last time will fit Jason nicely, and I’ll get him a pretty pair of ruffled panties too!”

   Mrs. Thomas looked at her smart-mouthed son with satisfaction. She couldn’t wait to put him into the petticoats he had so richly earned!

   Bobby and Jamie looked on with embarrassed sympathy, and it made them feel even more defeated to know that another classmate would soon join them in petticoats. It all seemed so overwhelming and inescapable to them now.

   An instant later, Jason found himself being frogmarched out of the room by his mother and Daphne as all the ladies in the book club looked on. They seemed very pleased that this lippy, misbehaving teenager would soon learn the error of his ways! Jason’s emotions were all over the place as he realized he would soon follow his classmates into a sea of feminine dresses and petticoats. It was almost too much for him to process. His tummy was doing backflips, and he felt swept along by this sudden turn of events.

   The whole situation just felt so absurd… and magical! Flabbergasted, Jason couldn’t believe what he had just done. It had worked! He was almost beside himself as he eagerly imagined what his dress would look like!  And panties too! He was afraid he had been too obvious about it, but now it was really happening. He wasn’t exactly sure what he had gotten himself into, but his heart told him he was going to like it. Either way, it was too late to turn back!

   Ever since his mother had explained petticoating on the car ride over, he had been almost obsessed with the idea. It sounded wonderful to him! He was still hesitant to admit the truth to himself, but it appeared he had played his cards just right. Fate had presented him the perfect excuse to finally try something he’d thought about forever! Doing it this way, he reasoned, he could keep his true desires secret and still get to take part in this marvelous adventure! He reminded himself that he’d have to act reluctant, but he felt like jumping for joy! He couldn’t wait to get his very own petticoat and dress! He tried to imagine how it would feel to have his hair put into adorable ringlet curls just like Jamie! Jason was ecstatic to be joining his friends and starting his own Petticoating Journey. He was practically trembling with excitement!

   Meanwhile, all the ladies of the book club tittered with appreciation as they watched Jason get escorted expeditiously from the room. They couldn’t wait to see how his attitude changed once he was securely buttoned into his lovely frock and petticoat. Another unruly young lad would soon get his well-deserved comeuppance!

   Diane Green, however, had a curious look on her face. She had a different feeling altogether about what had just occurred. As she had observed Jason get ushered out by Abigail and Daphne to be put into his first dress and petticoat, she was nearly certain she had detected a fleeting flash of… delight, perhaps? As she replayed the last few moments in her mind, she felt that something was off. The more she thought about it, the entire episode felt… contrived. Then, she reached a sudden realization. It felt contrived because it was! 

   “That little rascal!” Diane thought to herself with a chuckle. It dawned on her that they had all been treated to a clever little acting job. There was apparently much more to this Jason Thomas than met the eye. In fact, after seeing that performance, she now thought he might be precocious. For an instant, however, he had let his mask slip. Unless she was badly mistaken, she had stumbled upon a Natural Sissy! If that was true, Jason already stood on the doorstep of the Appreciation stage of Petticoating. He just needed the tiniest nudge to admit it and tumble through the door! Now she felt that she fully understood the situation. Understandably, Jason was likely still afraid to embrace his true nature, and he didn’t know how to handle his feelings. Society said that boys shouldn’t want such things, so he was hiding. His deceptive outburst was merely a cry for help. It seemed obvious now that he longed for the structure and comfort of petticoats!

   Of course, she’d need to confirm her suspicions, but that should be easy enough. She could set some simple traps, and she felt certain young Jason would eagerly take the bait and reveal his true self! She would just provide him a few obvious opportunities to avoid Petticoating. After he got his first taste of dresses and petticoats, Diane was confident that he would practically contort himself into a pretzel to hold onto them!

   Natural Sissies were not exactly rare, but they certainly comprised only a small minority of boys. Once she knew for sure, she would need to guide Abigail carefully. The boy was clearly intelligent… and also crafty. His mother was well-intentioned, but it appeared he had just played her like a fiddle! 

   Jason presented a different type of challenge, and his progression would require a more nuanced approach than either Bobby or Jamie. The normal rules of Petticoating did not apply to Natural Sissies, so Jason’s Petticoating Journey would have to follow a much different path than his classmates. In fact, “Petticoat Punishment” was a misnomer for boys like Jason, since true punishment would be taking his petticoats away! Still, having a Natural Sissy in the mix presented an enormous opportunity! As a role model, Jason could prove quite helpful in cementing permanent behavior changes in his little friends!

   “I’ll return in a moment, ladies, and then we can finally begin our book discussion,” Diane told the rest of the club. She added cheerily, “I just want to make sure that Abigail and Daphne have all they need to get young Master Jason properly sorted out!”  As she left the great room, her mind buzzed with new possibilities.

   “What a wonderful turn of events,” she thought to herself, “Jason Thomas has no idea how lucky he is, but he will soon find out!” With amusement, she thought, “I won’t make it too easy on him, though, after that sneaky little ruse!” While Jason was clearly mesmerized by the idea of petticoating, he was clueless as to what it would entail in practice. Still, she couldn’t wait to begin molding him into a delightfully girlish model of Petticoating Success! Once he accepted his true nature, she was certain he would enthusiastically take to his dresses like a duck to water!

   Diane also suspected it would all happen very swiftly. She predicted his little charade would soon collapse like a house of cards! Perhaps she should encourage Abigail to begin Fulltime Petticoating immediately? That might be best for everyone. “Even if he’s a Natural Sissy, I bet he won’t expect THAT!” she thought with amusement. After the initial shock to his system, however, she was confident Jason would eagerly embrace his new life! 

   Her imagination ran wild as she pictured ever more dainty and feminine outfits for all three of the boys! She even recalled reading on one of the petticoating forums she had joined about an exclusive group of mothers who occasionally held private Petticoat Pageants. The pageants provided wonderful opportunities to network with like-minded mothers, and they recognized Petticoating success stories. Of course, they were only open to the most thoroughly petticoated boys. As a minimum, boys had to have reached Compliance but preferably attained the more advanced stages of Acceptance or Appreciation. Perhaps that was now a realistic possibility for all three of their petticoated teens!

   As she entered the other room, she saw that Daphne had already retrieved the toddlerish blue party dress and shiny black Mary Janes for her newest charge. Upon noting Jason’s reaction, she was now convinced her suspicions were correct. While Jamie and Bobby still looked miserably meek in their sissified tulle dresses, Jason couldn’t help himself. He was absolutely spellbound by the exquisitely girlish dress he would soon be wearing. The look of anticipation on his face was just precious as he eyed its gorgeous details. He was positively giddy! Once you knew what to look for, the signs of a Natural Sissy were unmistakable! Diane had his number now, and she took charge.

   “Oh Abigail,” Diane called gaily, “could I speak to you in private for just a moment?” Next, she directed her son, “Bobby, go fetch that darling pink nail polish from Mommy’s dressing table so you can paint Jason’s nails… I think it will be fun to do that in front of the book club while we have our discussion!” Lastly, she added mischievously in a somewhat exaggerated tone, “and Daphne, be sure to get our dear little Jason a nice, frilly petticoat to wear with his pretty party dress!”

   As Diane watched, Jason’s eyes lit up brightly and he shuddered involuntarily. She couldn't help giggling at the sight. Poor thing! Precocious or not, Natural Sissies became so predictable when you knew what buttons to push!

THE END