Percy was sweating bullets as the beautiful Women surrounded the small area in the center of the parlour where this delightful little contest would take place. The hurried excitement of these Women, especially little Percy's beautiful blonde Stepmother, Stephanie Anderson, was in eager anticipation of what They believed would be the utter debasement of this particular little bratty male who recently had so boldly (and cowardly, in front of a small crowd of other children) embarrassed this beautiful little Tomboy, Tina Gilbert, by calling Her a "sissy" for wearing such a frilly party dress to school. And if Percy thought he would get any respite at all from his Stepmother, well, he was sadly mistaken. She, too, had been the victim many times of Percy's humiliating comments to her, and about Her, while She had been married to Percy's father. Percy had made it his mission to make Her cry, too, and to do everything he could to run Her out of his life. But he had failed. And Stephanie knew all about Her disrespectful conninving little Stepson's obvious sissy tendencies. And now...this morning...with the help of Her dear friend, Nancy Gilbert, dressmaker extraordinaire, and the expertise of the beautiful Hester Prim, feminizer of recalcitrant children, little Percy Pinprick would be forcibly (?) submerged and immersed into the dominant world of beautiful feminine, dominant Women who took great pleasure in the feminization of Tomboyish Little Girls and the emasculation and sissification of recalcitrant, disrespectful little males who dared challenge their authority. And these Women especially enjoyed the slow transformation and humiliation of any of these males who made the critical mistake of unveiling sissy tendencies. The Women were giggling and laughing as the pretty Tomboy fussed with Her billowing petticoats, a small look of antagonism at how they were delaying the proceedings. Lace and net were everywhere!!!Even a few of the small pink satin rosebuds embroidered into the outer layer of white crinoline exposed themselves. Still, little Tina continued to glare at Her little nemesis. Percy suddenly tried to get up out of the straight-backed chair, and Miss Prim reached down and stuffed Percy back into the chair. His face reddened. And then he attempted to recuse himself from the contest, citing, "I don't want to hurt Her. After all, She's a Girl!" His voice was desperate. Tina rested Her right elbow on the table and then rested Her chin on Her right hand. In Her girly voice, She looked directly at Percy, saying, "Pink is for sissies, Percy. And, of course. for Little Girls. Well, you're obviously not a Little Girl. So now I am going to prove to You that it is YOU who is the real Sissy. I can't wait to see you in that frilly PINK pinafore. You'll look simply adorable in it. Pity you won't be wearing petticoats under it. That's what most sissies...like YOU...would be wearing. Come on, sissy...scared of losing to a Little Girl???"...