~Ruffled White Lace & Pink Satin Bows~

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Poor little Percy's desperate pleas for someone...anyone...to "help" him was met by the laughs and teasing of these beautiful and powerful women gathered in the parlor who now excitedly anticipated Percy's fate. The stunningly beautiful Antoinette asserted Her physical and Her ~Feminine~ dominance over Her new soon-to-be ~petticoated~ plaything. Unceremoniously escorted from the parlor by Antoinette, the sissy continued to beg for respite from his impending sissification. "Come along, 'master percy,'" Antoinette taunted, "We need to get you into your very first Frilly Party Dress and Lacy Petticoats so you and little miss timmy can kiss and make up."  Percy's desperation heightened as he continued to beg and plead, "Oh nooooooo...nooooooo...puhleeeeze...no. Please don't make me wear a Dress. i'm sorry, Timmy! i didn't mean to call you a sissy. Please!" Percy's Stepmother added, with great emphasis, "Antoinette, I NEVER want My pretty little sissy son in trousers again. NEVER!" "Oui, Madame! Oui." Antoinette agreed. And with that, the sobbing sissy was led by his new Personal Maid from the festivities which had taken place in the parlor. Little Miss Tina Femininely Curtsied to Madame, raising Her sweet Feminine hand for permission to speak. "Yes, my sweet Little Girl. Do you have something to say? You may speak." ~Curtseying~ again, Miss Tina congratulated sissy Billy on his arm wrestling success, calling him Her "brave little pantywaist." And while making ~Feminine frou frou~ with Her stiff Lacy Pettis, Little Miss Tina added, "I cannot wait to see you in this Frilly Party Dress, billie...all frocked, sissified, and petticoated. Maybe I will let you wear it to your sissy birthday party while all of us Girls try on Dresses together. Would you like that, sissy?" Curtseying again to Madame, Little Miss Tina asked Madame if She would consider it. "I think that is a splendid idea, my Sweet Little Girl. After all, sissy billie did defeat sissy percy. Yes, my dear! Thst is a splendid idea!" Meanwhile, before taking poor percy to a newly decorated bedroom his Stepmother had secretly created for her sissy stepson, Antoinette first escorted percy into the inner sanctum of his Stepmother's ~UltraFeminine~ boudoir. Lying on the Pale Pink Satin and White Lace Comforter of Percy's Stepmother's Exquisitely Feminine bed were a pile of Stiff UltraLacy White Crinoline Petticoats. Between the Net and Lace was the single Pink Ribbon which had been skillfully hidden by Percy's Stepmother in those very same Layers of Her Lace Petticoats thst Her naughty little Stepson had fondled and played with on that fateful day when percy had disobeyed his Stepmother and entered Her Private Boudour without Her permission while She had purposely left him alone for hours. Antoinette ordered Her little sissy plaything to hand Her the single pink Satin Ribbon. Dangling it in front if Percy's tear-stained eyes, percy knew it was a now grinning ~Antoinette~ who had advised his Beautiful Stepmother how to set the trap for Her naughty stepson who had done everything in his feeble power to sabotage Her relationship with his father while he was alive. But now little percy had been caught in his Beautiful Stepmother's web of ~~~Ruffled White Lace & Pink Satin Bows.~~~...

[petticoated]

Antoinette was Stunning. Feminine. Actually, Antoinette was ULTRA~Feminine.~ And Now this Intoxicatingly Beautiful, Feminine
and Androgynous Feline had ensnared Her very first little male canary. A timid and very pretty little canary for Her to play with. Pretty. And Effeminate, of course. But this little sissyboi also was in denial. In  denial of his impending Feminizing fate. little percy pinprick knew quite well that he would be no match for ~Antoinette~ and Her Intoxicating Rustling white ~~Lace Petticoats.~~ Percy's greedy little eyes already were feasting themselves brazenly...and, yes, enviously on the Tall Feminine Beauty's Rustling, Frou Frouing ~Mini Lace~ Crinoline Net Petticoats. Percy's newly appointed Personal Maid now was teasingly dangling that single Pink Satin Ribbon his Stepmummy had skillfully hidden in Her Petticoats, Petticoats intentionally made accessible to Her sneaky(?) and rude stepson after She had purposely "left" percy alone in the house. She knew percy would invade the Sanctity of Her UltraFemnine Boudoir, and seek and plunder until he disvovered his Beauiful Stepmother's extensive collection of Her LACY Intimates, and ultimately try to deny it when confronted with the evidence. But now...Antoinette continued to slowly and teasingly dangle the Pretty Ribbon directly in front of Her newest pupil for this Beauty's very special brand of Forced ~Feminization.~ The Maid's Deep Blue Eyes that now
penerated thru Percy's very soul. His little heart was thumping. his pretty Effeminate face on fire. His own ~Sissifying~ fate now sealed. Oh no, little percy pinprick realized he would be no match for Antoinette, this ~~~Petticoated ~~~ French Beauty waving the Pale Pink Satin Ribbon back and forth, back and forth, Her face grinning hypnotically, Antoinette's Cherry Red Lips opened, "Sissy boy, I wear ~Petticoats~ because I can. I am a ~Woman.~ YOU, little percy pinprick will wear ~Petticoats~ because YOU are a sissy and you will wear what I tell you to wear..."

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Percy gulped. "Now, do we understand each other?" When percy froze, unable to answer  Antoinette's question, the Tall Jet Black Hair Androgynously cut short. Just a strong hint of "boyish determination," and Her very effeminate and her ever-so- slightly boyish face.  Then She struck. This Stunningly Beautiful Woman took leonard's weak little hand and firmly held it in both of Her own delicate hands. Then She quickly began to lower percy onto the Very small pale pink plush cushioned settee, here in his Stepmother's very ~Feminine~ and very private boudoir. The gold Settee was beautiful and quite Feminine.  And the Beautiful Maid's  Lace Petticoats, which were spilling out everywhere, and almost completely covering his exposed hairless legs. ~ White Lace ~ are everywhere! "You don't mind if some of My  Petticoats cover your Pretty little legs, do you "master percy?" After all, since I am about to put you in Petticoats..." And then, silence. Suddenly Madame opened the door, entered the UltraFeminine and elegant Boudoir, belonging to percy's stunningly Beautiful  Stepmother. With Madam was Her Daughtet Alex, Percy's new Governess, and Antoinette's new Supervisor. Antoinette immediately came to attention, and executed the perfect ~Feminine Curtsey.~ Then She made a Deliciously Feminine attempt to fluff out Her Black Satin Skirts. As She practiced Her own Seductive (definitely seductive to male sissies) ~Skirt Management~ techniques for percy to see, Voluminous Feminine White Clouds of Net and ~Lace,~ in a quiet Feminine Boudoir, save for the sweet silibant sounds of Antoinette's Rustling and Swishing of Her own ~Tulle,~ Net, and Lace ~Pettis.~  Addressing Her own Daughter Alex, Madame spoke. Very Businesslike, as if She had done this before. "My Dear Daughter, You do realize that if You fail tonight, I shall be putting You right back in Petticoats for two years. Now, what Dress have you chosen for percy tonight, my Dear?" Alex hesitstingly answered Her Mother. "I had an idea for a  Dress, Madame, a few months ago. I have the Dress here if You would like to see it." Madame responded, "Maybe later. Now describe Your Dress, Dear." "It's a different kind of Dress, Madame. I was thinking of saving that Dress design should I need it later." "Describe the Dress, Alex."  Alex thought for a moment, "It's definitely a different Style of Dress for this occasion.It's still unmistakingly Feminine and Super Girly. It's just a bit more refined and elegant," adding,  "Perfect Dress for a weak Effeminate Beta boi." "Describe it in detail," Madame ordered.   Alex curtsied.  Alex emphasized this time "Ultra Girly and Super Femine. But elegant. It's a pale ~Pink~ Satin Candy Cane pinstriping over a white ~Bridal Satin~ Minidress, buttressed by three attached stiff double-layer Net Crinoline and Lace Petticoats. It's a very Flared Dress already. However, of course, percy will be wearing some additional Petticoats. There are three super ~Bouffants~ with Lots of Little Girly Ruffled White and Pink Lace, all stiff and rustly...and super ~Lacy.~" Madame was listening intently to Alex while little percy remained silent...sobbing over the inevitability of what was to come next...

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"My Dear Alex, I think the Pink Cherise Satin is more appropriate for this pantywaist's debut in his new Frillies. Your Dress should be reserved for his Sissy Maid training that his StepMother is requesting. Ms. Anderson has plans to eventually...and Permanently transform our little percy into Her full time Ladies Maid. However, She has decided to spend the first five years restricting our little sissyboi to very Juvenile Little Girl Party Dresses...similar to Little Miss Tina's  wardrobe...only Shorter and Frillier. Much Frillier." And it was settled. Percy's Petticoated fate was sealed. Hester Prim looked at Alex, and Alex nodded with a wide smile. The wishes of Percy's Stepmother would be carried out...starting NOW. "Antoinette," Hester Prim addressed the statuesque Petticoated Beauty, "Petticoat him. Come, Alexandria, We need to Petticoat Sissy timmy." Hester Prim then looked at Antoinette, "Antoinette, Dear, after you have Petticoated Percy, I want him to look extra Feminine for his little debut." "Qui, Madame," Adding, "Full ~Makeup?~" Miss Prim replied, matter-of-factly, "Not yet. Shadow, Blush, and Pink Lip Gloss...for now." As She got ready to exit Percy's Stepmother's Feminine Boudoir, Hester Prim stared icily at Her newest sissy charge, adding, "Antoinette, take the sissy to ~her~ new sissy bedroom suite." Addressing percy, Ms. Prim stated, "Your days in trousers are over, percy. OVER..."

[mommasboy]

delicious

[petticoated]

Antoinette curtsied to Ms. Prim, Her painted red nails delicately caressing Her multiple Layers of Stiff White Crinoline Lace, catching sissy Percy's attention right away. "Yes, Antoinette," Ms. Prim acknowledged. "Madame, I took the liberty of also
bringing a slightly shorter Baby Pink Bridal Satin Sissy boi Frock as well as the cherise Satin dress...just in case. That shiny cool bridal Satin, resting atop multiple layer upon layers of Stiffly Starched Rustling Lace Crinolines does have a very powerful feminizing, and quite an arousing effect on weak little sissies...much like pretty Percy. Also, Ms. Prim, his little girl rhumba panties are of double-sided pink bridal Satin as well, completely covered in triple layers of Ruffled White Lace and a pretty pink bow in the front, with the words 'Petticoated sissy' in white Feminine script." "Excellent work, my dear Antoinette! How much of Percy's Petticoat Lace will be on display, my Dear? You did mention his bridal Satin dress is shorter than the other Dress, did you not?" "Qui, Madame. Five inches of Ruffled White Pettilace will be PERMANENTLY on display once I have percy Petticoated." Madame Prim then asked, "Three Petticoats,  Antoinette?" "Qui, Ms. Prim. Starched White Crinoline. Five Layers, each layer VERY lacy." Then the strikingly Feminine Maid excitedly added, "And I have decided to add a sissy white Lace Taffeta Bouffant Party Slip for little miss percy to wear over his pretty Petticoats." Antoinette was looking directly at Percy now. And Percy was looking desperately, imploring for help. "How about his training bra, Antoinette?" Ms. Prim asked. "Pink Lace, Madame!" "Excellent choices, Antoinette. Perfect for Percy's very first Petticoating."...

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Now it was just Antoinette and Percy, alone in these Overwhelmingly ULTRA~feminine~surroundings. And when Antoinette's pretty little sissyboi plaything laid his wide eyes on the bed...The Petticoats...there They were. Right in front of his wide-eyed fixation with ~Petticoats,~ The "kryptonite" for many weak, Pretty, and highly effeminate sissybois. And Antoinette knew that percy was one of those ~Petticoat Sissies~ She had heard about. Her Petticoats and Her Overpowering Femininity would eventually crush percy into total submission. At that very moment, while the sissy and Antoinette were all alone, Antoinette moved Her new little charge to the comfy little Ultrafemine Pink and Gold Settee. Right in front of percy's stepmother's organized collection of Makeup, Super soft Pink and White Makeup Brushes, the tips of Her Brushes a very pretty pale Pink.  Lipsticks...Eyeshadow Palettes. And not one thing was out of place. Antoinette joined Her frightened sissy girlyboi by slowly and Exquisitely Femininely lowering Herself onto the cozy little settee. Then Antoinette arranged Her Skirts so that Oodles and Oodles of Stiff Crinoline Net, Soft Pink Layers of pale pink Tulle almost hidden between Her net and lace Pettis Feminizingly covered the captivated and totally mesmerized sissyboi. As Antoinette Femininely plucked at Her White Pettilace with one hand, Antoinette took Her other hand and took gentle hold of percy's sissy chin, looking straight at him, "Now, my sweet little sissyboi, are you going to change into Your Petticoats on your own or am I going to have to make you do it?" Taking percy's reluctant little weak hand firmly in Hers, Antoinette plunged the sissy's weak little hand straight into a Froth of Her own Net and ~Lace~ Petticoats. And then She encouraged percy's weak little right hand to "play" with Her Lace. "Tomorrow morning, percy, you will be withdrawn from school and be homeschooled by Ms. Prim. She is your brand new Governess while I Emasculate and Sissify you. I will be in charge of making you Femininely 'presentable' at all times. Starting right now." She released his chin, looked down at his tiny right hand, already buried in Her Net and Lace, and grabbed his other hand, forcing it, too, into Her Rustling Pettilayers. "Do you like MY Petticoats, sissyboi? Maybe you'd like Miss Antoinette to force you to wear MY Petticoats under your pretty little party dress while you serve tea to all of us? Actually, I'm thinking something Frillier, Lacier, and a bit more, how shall I call it...hmmmmm? Juvenile?"...