Now sissy timmy squeezed percy's hand even harder. It was starting to hurt percy. Little Tina Gilbert saw the hint of tears in percy's eyes. He was grimacing. sissy timmy squeezed harder. "What's wrong, sissy percy? Hmmmm…? Afraid to lose to a sissy? And timmy really IS a sissy, the Petticoated Tomboy laughed, taunting timmy. He is sooooooooo Feminine...…...sooooooo Girly." Tina Gilbert stared at little timmy, swishing Her layers of Crinoline and Lace, "Oooooooo, sissy timmy, maybe I should promise you that I will let you wear MY Frilly Party Dress...this one...the one I am wearing right now...if you beat sissy percy. Would you like that, Sissy? Hmmmmmm?" Little timmy excitedly squealed, begging Miss Tina, "May I wear Your Petticoats, too, Miss Tina? Please...pretty please? I would LOVE to wear Your Petticoats, Miss Tina! And your Dress...it's sooooooooooo frilly!!!! And short! And lacy!" Little sissy timmy was ecstatic at the possibility that he could be Petticoated in the very Frilly Party Frock worn by this dominant Little Tomboy! This would be the act of ultimate servitude to Miss Tina Gilbert! PLEASE! Oh...pretty please, Miss Tina. I know I can beat percy! I just know it!" "GOOD, then it's settled," percy's dominant Stepmother proclaimed. "Yippee!" Exclaimed Tina Gilbert. Percy was sweating beads. He was carelessly...albeit nervously, fingering his own Lace from the frilly pantaloons he was wearing. Miss Prim took notice, taunting percy, "Look at little percy! Fingering his own Lace. How sweet. Sissies have a habit of playing with their Lace frequently when they get nervous. It's okay, sissy percy, you will be doing a lot more of that once you have been frocked and petticoated. Of course, Petticoat Lace is far more exciting to play with for a Sissy. so...shall we proceed?" Percy wanted none of this. He looked desperately at Stephanie Anderson, begging his beautiful Stepmother to rescue him from what was about to happen. Percy knew he would lose. He just knew it. "My dear little percy, why are you looking at ME? Certainly, you aren't afraid of losing to a weak little sissy like timmy? After all, you HAVE teased him mercilessly, haven't you...calling him a little sissy on the playground in front of the other children? Enough of your stalling, my dear little step-sissy." And now the beautiful Petticoated Tomboy grabbed both sissies by her strong hands and led them to a small table, directing them to position themselves for the match. The beautiful, Feminine Women, all of them...Stephanie Anderson, Miss Prim, Timmy;s mother, Ms. Johnson, and Little Tina Gilbert's mother, Nancy, surrounded the table as the two sissies laid their elbows on the table, ready to do battle. Little Tina Gilbert reminded both sissies what was at stake, "The sissy who loses gets Petticoated...here and now. If Sissy Timmy wins, he gets to wear this Frilly Party Dress...my favorite...and ALL three of my Lace Petticoats." She proudly pulled the hem of Her ridiculously short Party Frock up to give one more close-up view to sissy timmy of Her lacy white pettis and the small pink satin bows adorning the outer layers." Ooooo, sissy timmy, I may even Petticoat YOU myself!" And then, She proclaimed, "On the count of three, sissies...Ready...Set...Go!