PETTICOATED!

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Poor Leonard. He was trapped. And he knew it. This Tall beauty, Her Long Blonde hair tied back in a Powerfully mesmerizing high Ponytail, She, dressed all in Black Leather. Leather pants. HER sheer Feminine white chiffon shirt revealed a breathtakingly white satin and drop dead gorgeously feminine white ~lace~ ~Bra.~ Delicate Italian White Lace. The finest anywhere in the world. Her matching Pink purse and Her Powerful Pink Lipstick let it be known to everyone in this already Ultra...Ultra Feminine atmosphere who was in charge of this relationship. "Leonard..." Lolita  looked at Her little boyfriend, "Little bois like you, Leonard...weak, pretty, mostly effeminate...you need to be TOLD what to do...you need a Woman just like me. And you need to be protected by a Strong...Pretty...Confident and FEMININE Woman like Me. You're weak, Leonard. Very weak. But oh my god, you are so pretty! And you have so much, how shall I put this? Yes. Potential." Then justin made his approach to where Lolita was standing, tiptoeing daintily, until he stood at attention, facing the Tall Beaty attired in Her tight Black Leather pants, and then performed a very Feminine curtsey, displaying his many layers of rustling and swishing white lace. justin followed his curtsey next by using his dainty painted fingers to smoothe out all wrinkles, real or imagined, in his fluffy skirts and petticoats. "Good, sissy," Pronounced Lolita. "Now come closer to where little Leonard and I are standing and present yourself. My cute little boyfriend and I wish to examine your Petticoats more closely. Now you may present yourself, sissy." For a second, after Lolita had addressed justin as "sissy," he thought about saying something back to Her. But the stare he received from Olympia was enough to squash any thoughts of backtalk justin might have harbored. His mouth stayed shut...and remained that way throughout the shame and humiliation that was about to be heaped upon him by Olympia. And the humiliation of poor little petticoated justin was about to commence: "Slowly, my brave little man," Olympia mockingly ordered justin to raise your beautiful short rustling satin skirts so that I may examine your delightful and quite Feminine swishing Lace Petticoats." Obediently, justin stepped forward, his white Bridal Satin miniskirted uniform's satin skirt slowly being raised as his Multilayered Lace Petticoats swished musically...and tantalizingly for those who were gathered in the silence of that Ultrafeminine room. Lolita fingered playfully with sissy justin's ruffled lace hems adorning the stiff white net Bouffant Petticoats. Lavishly decorated in white lace, stiff white crinoline , mostly, but with an occasional layer (or two) of subtly Girly pale pink tulle. "Ok. You may stop raising your skirts, justin." And then Lolita plunged Her fingers into the massive layers of swishing net and Lace. Her long feminine fingers were happily exploring the Petticoated sissy's Feminine frillies, giggling, ooohing and aaahing, gently tosssing them in Her painted fingers, daring justin to resist. All the while, the Beautiful Controlling Lolita, every now and then looking directly at poor Leonard. "Leonard, aren't these Petticoats simply stunning??" Lolita didn't wait for any response. "They are SOOOOO lacy and SOOOOOOO stiff. When I was a little girl I had to wear Petticoats several times a year. Very Lacy Petticoats...and very stiff Pettis just like these here. My parents were diplomats and I was always allowed downstairs when we were hosting small parties, provided I wore a Frilly Party Dress with Lacy Petticoats. My Mother picked out ALL of my Party Dresses and my Petticoats...especially the Petticoats, leonard...especially the petticoats. I enjoyed wearing Petticoats and a nice Short Party Dress. Of course..." Lolita said. "Then again, "I get to choose when I want to wear a frilly dress," She paused, "You, Leonard, on the other hand, well, for our relationship to be successful, I will choose and I will decide what YOU wear.  Do I make myself perfectly clear, Leonard?" ...  This Tall Blonde Beauty then put Her hands on Her hips, looked at Her little pretty boi, stating, "Because I know what's best for pretty little boys just like you, leonard, my sweet little boifriend..."

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Leonard's eyes widened with fright when he realized what this Beautiful...Dominant...and Very Feminine Woman...in Her Disarmingly feminine black leather pants and sheer white chiffon shirt, resplendent with the *Laciest White Satin Bra* imaginable. And SHE was all business...all controlling. Leonard was desperately trying to avoid the inevitable. He knew exactly what Lolita was planning for him. And he feared his resistance to Her probably wouldn't last for very long. But he had to try to stop Her from trying to steal his fledgling masculinity. He had to! Leonard was sweating. Lolita  was just sooooo Beautiful. "Lolita?" Leonard timidly asked, trying to gain Her attention. The Women in the Elegant and quite Feminine powder room were moving9 in a bit closer, almost as if They were surrounding poor little leonard. "Yes, Leonard?" Lolita clearly was annoyed by the interruption. "What is it?" In a small whispering tone, hoping to keep his conversation with Lolita private, "Lolita, Please. Why are you doing this to me? Why?" Lolita responded by speaking softly to Her little boifriend. "Speak up, so the Ladies can hear your question, leonard. It is impolite and quite disrespectful to whisper." Leonard swallowed hard...trying to speak more loudly. "Why are You doing this to me? Why?" "Oh Leonard, don't be such a spoilsport tonight. I want to have some fun. A little Feminization maybe...Maybe some Forced Feminization, with a strong dose of Petticoating. Oh, my pretty, pretty boyfriend please let's have some fun tonight.
Don't worry, leonard, I will protect you from all of the Beautiful Women who might want to humiliate and shame you. Of course, Leonard, maybe...perhaps you'd rather have it that way? I have seen a  few  boys, sissies mostly, who have a tendency to  respond, how shall I say this, rather positively to being humiliated by some of the Most Beautiful, Powerful, and Feminine Women in the world. She turned to Leonard, and after assessing his sissy small frame, asked him, "Leonard, is there any chance I can get you into this adorable little Pageant Dress by show time tonight? Hmmmm. Pretty Please? Just for me, Leonard?" Slowly, teasingly, Lolita, still holding the Frilly Frock in Her left hand, took Her right Hand, And ever so slightly stroked Leonard's flushed little cheeks. Suddenly, Lolita asked, " By the way, leonard,  have you ever heard of the term 'Petticoating?'"  The way in which he hesitated in his response, Lolita knew he had.   Of course, Leonard shook his head "no." But still he said nothing. Lolita pressed the subject. "Come now, Leonard, are you sure you've never heard of "Petticoating? It's also commonly referred to as "Petticoat Discipline , Petticoat Punishment...Forced Feminization, maybe?" Leonard remained silent. He was stunned. How did Lolita know? How? He would deny it. That's what he would do. He looked down for a moment, as if he couldn't bear to look at Lolita. But then Leonard's eyes shifted back to the Dress Lolita was menacingly waving at him, as if She was tempting and yet taunting Her weak-willed little beta boy  with the Dress. That stunning and very full-skirted pink tulle and white lace Girls Party Dress...in his size. Yes, leonared could tell THIS Dress would fit him like a glove. The minute Lolita held the Dress against Leonard's little sissy chest, he knew that Dress was made in his size. And he quickly surmised there might be more of these dresses in Leonard's size. And now here IT was. Pressing against Leonard' small frame. That frilly lacy pink and white Satin...Bridal Satin Party Dress. This frilly feminine confection was lace-centric, beautiful ruffled white flowery lace...In HIS size. Yes, Leonard's wide scared little eyes expressed total fear!  Lolita now daintily swung the frilly confection by its matching pink and white lace dress hanger back and forth. Daintily, and Directly in front of little Leonard.  Teasingly. Tauntingly, Back and Forth, its Bridal Satin skirts and attached Petticoats Rustling and Swishing oh so Femininely. This was musical. The swishing and the rustling of this Ultrasissy Party Dress. Lolita swung the Sissy Dress. It was intoxicating to Leonard. The Women watched intently as Lolita continued to Flaunt Her power...Her control over poor leonard tightening...here and now. The Frilly dress moved, each gentle swing representing an opportunity for everyone to enjoy the musical rustling of short satin and tulle skirts, buttressed by several layers of very stiff Pink and White starched net and Tulle Petticoats. But it was what leonard would be wearing UNDER his Frilly Frock that Lolita was most excited about.. Lolita backed up a few steps and continued to swing the Frilly lace dress back and forth until She was within a couple of feet from leonard's wide staring, captive eyes. The dress's skirts and Pettis rustled enchantingly, and Lolita spoke directly to poor leonard. "It's only a matter of time, Leonard. You know it and I know it. So why don't I put you in it tonight? We can do it right now! We'll find you some Petticoats, Lacy ones, oodles of Them, and you can model some for me. You'd like that, wouldn't you, Leonard? Being 'forced' by Me to put on your own Petticoats?" Lolita laughed. Offering the padded hanger holding this Sissy Confection, Lolita forced it in Leonard's trembling right hand. "Here, Leonard. Hold THIS." She ordered him. As She forced the Pink Satin Dress Hanger into leonard's wavering hand, She now quickly turned Her attention...and leonard's back to justin. Oh yes, poor ~Petticoated~ justin, who silently, frightfully, all along had been watching this Beautiful Lolita slowly and deliberately ensnare this poor little man...Leonard...into Her web of Party Dresses, Petticoats, and ~Lace.~ Little Miss Justine was warning sissy justin to be a "good little sissy gurl" as Lolita continued to have Her fun. "Now, Leonard, let's turn our attention to sissy justin. Shall we, dear?"...

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Lolita sensed Leonard's anxiety as he laid his eyes directly upon this gorgeous sissy, albeit a nervous sissy. "So Leonard, this is our newest sissy inductee. This is justin. Isn't he simply beautiful? Don't you just love his makeup? And...OMG(!) I see your greedy little eyes focused on sissy justin's Lace-Lavished Petticoats. Aren't They simply stunning! So stiff! And you can constantly hear their rustling as the sissy moves about her duties. And don't you just love all of his ~Lace~?" Lolita teased leonard. "Go ahead, leonard, play with this pretty little sissy's ~Petticoats.~ Perhaps I paint your pretty fingernails a pastel pink before we pick you out some pretty pink and white lace Petticoats? And of course we will need to get you some pretty lacy bras and Panties. Sissy panties, actually. Rhumba-style. Covered in ruffled white and pink ~Lace.~  Twenty minutes later leonard somehow had allowed  Lolita to paint his nails a frosted pale pink before She ordered poor little leonard to explore the highly feminine...and feminizing petticoats justin had been coerced into wearing by Mistress Olympia. "Go ahead, leonard. Yes, take your softly manicured nails, freshly painted in a frosty pastel pink, take a long ~feminine~  moment to think about ME being in complete control of you. Now...My Cute and adorable little beta boi, take your fingers, with your girly pink nails, and feel the very essence of sissiness. Go ahead, Leonard. Touch them. Touch the sissy's Petticoats, examine Their feminine lace. They won't bite. Go ahead. Feel Their pink and white lace. How do They feel, Leonard? Are They lacy enough for you? Well...there's more." Lolita then ordered justin to raise his skirts higher. And when the skirts were raised, small pink satin ribbons adorned the white Lace overlay of this magnificent Lace-bedecked Petticoat. So what do you think, Leonard, would you have any kind of a problem if I told you that I  am thinking about  Petticoating you?" Lolita asked almost matter of factly. "After all we did agree that only one of us would wear the pants in our relationship..."

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Lolita now turned all of  Her attention to Justin. "So, you must be justin? My oh my. Olympia was right. You are absolutely gorgeous, albeit with just a hint of boyhood still there in your pretty little face. I like that...just a tiny little remnant of maleness in your beautiful sissy face." Turning to Olympia, Lolita said, " Olympia, he is Beautiful. It took You awhile, but You told me several years you had found the perfect boi. And now...he's all yours. And he is Beautiful!" Olympia raised Her wineglass in a salute' before turning Her attention on the sissy leonard. "Leonard, my little pretty boy, you know you may play with Little Miss Justine's Lacy Petticoats. Touch Them. Finger Their Lace. You'll be in petticoats soon enough, leonard, if I know Lolita." Upon hearing that, Leonard blurted out "W...w...whaaa...what are you talking about?" "Oh, leonard. It's just Olympia making a joke." Assured Lolita. leonard didn't believe Her. Lolita took firm hold of leonard and guided leonard's hands into the rustling clouds of poor little sissyboy justin's stiff Taffeta, Tulle, and Lace. Lolita now talking to leonard enthusiastically about the intricacies of each of the Petticoat's layers...each tier of pink and white, Tulle, net and Lace, afforded yet another opportunity to eliminate any remnants of leonard's crumbling masculinity. Imagine...a stunningly and naturally pretty justin, clearly on a path to full Sissification himself, forced to surrender himself now to complete access to his own petticoats while Lolita exerted more control on leonard. As Lolita completed the close-up inspection of justin's  petticoat, Olympia ordered justin to fluff out his Petticoats and "Femininely and Daintily rearrange his Skirts, and check the length of his Petticoats in the mirror, and ensure that at least five inches of Petticoat Lace  was exposed below the skirt of his white satin uniform. "Curtsey to me when your Skirts have been properly fluffed and arranged and your Petticoats are suitable for permanent display. Lolita, may I offer a suggestion. leonard may want to assist justin with his Petticoats and assuring the five inches of justin's exposed petticoat lace which leonard can assist with." "Ohhhh yes! Yes! I love it." Good." said Olympia. Olympia took charge, directing leonard exactly how he should observe Little Miss Justine girlishly showing how a lady straightens out Her Petticoats...Femininely.  I expect five inches of sissy justin's petticoat lace to be exposed. Leonard was directed by Lolita's firm hand to explore sissy justin's lace petticoats and to correct any of the white lace that may have become wrinkled. Don't think leonard wasn't enjoying this...just a little bit. A small tent was beginning to rise as more and more Feminine immersion circled leonard. Poor little leonard. "Now leonard, be a good boy for Miss Olympia. Can you do that for me, leonard?" leonard froze. Olympia ordered leonard to loosen his belt and drop his pants. His eyes were pleading with Lolita. Lolita just nodded for him to follow Olympia's orders. "B...b...b...why? Why do I need to take my pants off...in HERE!" "Now now, leonard. You know why, leonard. Have you got something naughty to share with the ladies? DO you, my pretty little man? Do we need to hide 'him' while we have a little fun? Does all of this talk about petticoats, dresses, lace, and sissification scare him? Maybe just a little? Or," She paused,"Has all of this Girltalk gotten him just a little excited? Hmmmmmm. Why don't we protect him for now while all of this talk about girly things  is exciting him, so we can hide him from the Ladies who are here tonight. Now...leonard..." Olympia spoke leonard's name deliberately and slowly. "Now, leonard. My sweet little man, "listen to me very carefully. Turn and face sissy justin. That's a good little girl. Now justin is going to remove his outer Petticoat. The 12-tier white crinoline petticoat with twelve lace-lavished hems to match, and you are to receive it from him. Remember it is quite the Bouffant Petticoat. It IS a little on the sissy side, but that's okay. Hold it by its pink ribbon waistband. Slip your petticoat off by going over your Bouffant Party Slip. Leonard, don't just stand there gawking at petticoats and dresses. Assist master justin as he removes his Party Petticoat. By the time leonard reluctantly offered to assist, justin held the exploding snow white Lacy confection to leonard's semi-outstretched hands. The petti rustled and swished as leonard held it daintily, almost with a natural Feminine pose. How interesting, the Women observed and smiled to each other.) The room was silent again. Leonard sensed it. And so did Olympia, and after a very long pause was the sound of Olympia ordering leonard to "take the Petticoat from sissy justin. When you take the Petticoat, be very careful with it. It is Super Feminine. Super Girly. Now, leonard, carefully set that delicious Petticoat on the marble in front of you, and give itself a pretty picture for you to enjoy. That's right, leonard. Make sure the pink ribbon from the drawstring is tied in a cute little pink satin bow resting on a beautiful white cloud of petticoats and lace." Olympia paused and then continued. "Leonard, drop your trousers this minute. I shan't ask you again, my dear boy." Leonard dropped his pants and stepped out of them." "Good boy, leonard." Now Olympia was going to see how much control she really had. "Your little man is far-too excited about our Girl Time in the Powder Room," Olympia said. "Your excitement needs to be concealed. We need to hide him before we join the Ladies in the Main Parlor. Now...turn around, drop your shorts, and let's hide your little man." Now leonard hesitated. "Leonard, drop your shorts." Olympia casually swished and made frou frou with Her own pale Pink Tulle Pettiskirts. Swishing them for a few more seconds. She toyed with a handful of Her petticoats, looking at leonard, calmly but firmly. "I will tell you one time, leonard. And one time only. Remove your shorts, facing away from us, and then step into your petticoat. That's right, leonard. YOUR Petticoat...   

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The swishing of Olympia's Pink Ballet Tulle Skirts and Her  Petticoats, as well as the Feminine clicking of Her heels, signalled Her quick arrival to where the Petticoat now stood on the feminine marble floor, straight up waiting lacily to ensnare its next poor sissy victim. The swish-swish-swish-ing of Olympia's Tulle skirts let every Woman in this large, spacious, and Very Feminine Powder Room know that She was fully in charge of young master leonard now. "Leonard," Olympia was now just a few feet away from the scared little man. "I just know your little soldier is sooooooo excited to be here tonight with all of us Ladies as well as a few select invited sissies to watch our little program this afternoon...However, I find his behavior childish...and naughty. And this is quite unacceptable. We can deal with that later, leonard. And trust me, I WILL deal with your pretty little soldier.  He can stay, but for now you will hide him. Go ahead, leonard. You know what to do, don't you, my sweet sissy boy? Go ahead, Leonard, and be quick about it. Now." Standing over the Petticoat, very white, very stiff, and very Lacy, Olympia pointed straight at the rustling white lacy cloud before speaking calmly and affirmatively. "leonard, my sweet little boi, you know this is just a little game we are playing. Kind of a 'Girls Night Out' for all of these gorgeous Women in attendance. Now...leonard, reach down and gently gather the Petticoat in your pretty painted fingers, shake it daintily for extra fullness, and then place it right back on the pretty marble floor in front of you. Now, check the petticoat to assure that it is standing straight up. Lift it up, place it back down and make sure it passes My floor test. Isn't it just super-sissy...I meant to say 'Super Girly', although a pretty sissy boi' definitely would look good in it. Now, open the pink ribbon waistband so you may step into this Stunning Petticoat. Now, daintily step into the Petticoat, leonard, and pull it up to your waist. Go ahead. Good boy! Now your naughty and highly excited little soldier can have his own personal Petticoat Palace. Good boy. Go ahead, put it on, Leonard. Put your Petticoat on. Just like a good little sissy does. Good gurl. Now we are making progress, little man. Good boy!" Olympia said it in Her Girliest voice. And then, "Well, well, just look at You! Ooooooo....I really do love your Prissy Little Petticoat," leonard.  Now your little soldier is nestled all nicely under layers and layers of your Petticoats and Their frilly lace...But I expect YOU to make certain 'he' doesn't show himself again...If he does, I will personally hold you responsible for such sissy-like male naughtiness. Punishment will be swift and it will be severe..."

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Olympia stepped closely enough to whisper in poor leonard's ear, "Ooooooooo, leonard. I'd just LOVE to get you into that Frilly Party Dress." Backing away from leonard for a second, Olympia took the Frilly Satin and Lace Dress from Lolita and firmly pressed the frilly confection squarely against leonard's weak little shoulders. OMG I am so hot right now just envisioning you in this Dress...wearing your ~sissy~ Petticoats!" Olympia laughed. "You know you want it, leonard. And I know you want it, too. leonard's head was spinning in a thousand different directions. This was ALL happening so fast. And the Beautiful Women in this most Feminine of Powder Rooms were simply overwhelming leonard. "Oh come on, leonard, or is it 'sissy leonard' now? Is your little soldier now at full attention? Does 'he' want Me to put you in THIS Dress...right now?" She pressed the swishy Bouffant Confection of a Young Girl's UltraFeminine Party Dress. She held it squarely against the now shaking little boi, leonard. Do you want Mistress Olympia to  put you in Your First Party Dress EVER? With your nice new Petticoat(s)? All LACY and swishy.  Should I ask you to raise your pretty Petticoat right now to see if your little soldier is being naughty? Is he being naughty, leonard? Perhaps he is a bit excited? Is all of our Girltalk about Petticoats, Makeup, Lace, and Frilly Party Dresses excite your little man?" Olympia now slowly and Flirtatiously began to raise leonard's rustling Lacy layers of net and Tulle, getting ever so close to the final layer. Whispering in leonard's ear, Olympia giggled, "You know you cannot refuse me, leonard..."

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Olympia carefully raised the last remaining layer of leonard's petticoats, glancing quickly enough to see leonard's little man standing straight at attention, poking his little head thru the lacy white clouds of net and lace. "Oh my! Leonard, we have a problem. I think 'he' wants you in this Dress! leonard, I think your little soldier is a sissy. And you, leonard, are effeminate." "I'm not effeminate. I'm not..."as his voice unconvincingly tailed off. Olympia quickly responded, "leonard, effeminate little sissy boys do not... and cannot resist Feminization. Real Men would have been out of here hours ago, leonard. But you're still here. And you know there is more than just a slight possibility that I decide to put you into your own frilly dress. And yet you are still here. Hand me my Pink Purse. Before you move, sissy, say 'Yes. Mistress Olympia, ' followed by a submissive and Feminine Curtsey." leonard hesitated. "Go ahead, sissy leonard. Curtsey and obey. And remember, focus on your petticoats and handle them daintily, like a girl. Just make sure the focus of the curtsey always is on your Petticoats." leonard's Curtsey. "That was the worst curtsey I have ever seen. And you have no excuse, you little sissy. You're wearing this Gorgeous Lace Petticoat and you barely touched it when you Curtsied. That is disrespectful to the Women you serve. Your Petticoats should be worn proudly. Because you, my pretty little boi, are a sissy." "Please don't call me that name. Please." Olympia continued Her assault on leonard. "leonard...make that 'sissy leonard,' when you have returned with My Purse, I need to see how you look in Lipstick. And remember to carry My Purse like a Petticoated sissyboi would carry it. When you return, do not forget to Curtsey." leonard minced swishingly over to makeup area (Yes, he did get that *tingling* sensation while he was over there.), retrieved Olympia's Clutch Purse, dangled it from his limp right wrist, minced back to Olympia, handed Her the Purse, and Curtsied, making every effort to create musical Petticoat frou frou. Olympia still was not satisfied. Looking at Lolita, Olympia ordered, "Keep this little pretty boi in Petticoats until he learns to stand, sit, serve, walk, curtsey, and everything else he might need to learn. Unless he is bathing, he stays in Petticoats. He will sleep in Petticoats. Is that clear?" Lolita just nodded at Olympia. "Good. Now that we have that settled..." leonard raised his weak little hand to ask a question. "sissy leonard, do you wish to be heard?" leonard hesitatingly curtsied, "Aren't we going home tonight?" he looked pleadingly at Lolita, hoping..."leonard," Olympia responded before Lolita could, "Don't you worry about that, leonard. What you better be worrying about is what is in Mistress Olympia's pretty and Feminine Pink Purse? Open My Purse, leonard, and get the Tube of Lipstick on top. Good little boi. Hand Me the Lipstick and you stand still, leonard..."