PETTICOATED!

[petticoated]

"leonard, I'm putting you in a Baby Blue Tulle mini Party Dress tonight, with ~OODLES~ of Stiff White Net Petticoats. ~The stiff Net covered in Exquisite White French Lace. lEONARD: "OMG! What have I gotten myself into? At this moment, the sissy didn't care. He knew desperately that what They were about to do to him would be  unstoppable. And yet he couldn't deny it. They had him. leonard had no chance of escaping his ~Petticoated~ fate. Alex spoke,  "leonard, be a good gurl and give Dylan and Me a proper ~Petticoated~ Curtsey..." Was leonard going to finally try to stop this now? he knew once he ~Curtsied,~ Alex would have him in a ~Dress~ next. She had already described the Dress: Pale Baby ~Blue~ Tulle, with Oodles of White ~Lace~ Petticoats. He couldn't let this happen. he'd be ruined.  Soooo...leonard 'fought' back, finally, right? Well, sort of. No, he begged. leonard begged Alex not to "do this" to him. he begged. he pleaded, he cried. And all Alex did was say, "little miss leonard, stop this silly little delaying game and give Us your most Feminine Curtsey. And while you hold your Curtsey, you will Thank Dylan for your Petticoat." Alex repeated, "Your Petticoat, leonard. Now give Us a really Girly Feminine Curtsey. Be Alex's brave little sissy for Me. My sweet little ~Petticoated~ girlyboi. I think of you, leonard, as my little pupil. My own private little sissy pupil.  It's okay to think about the  Pretty Dress that I have you wearing tonight for the Ladies. It's a short Pale, Baby Blue, ~Tulle Minidress.~ The outer Layer is that thin Wispy Tulle, baby blue. But it also has White Satin and Little Baby Blue Tulle Flowers, with a small Diamond in the middle of the blue flower buds. Some of the Dainty Flowers are  Ruffled Pale Blue Tulle, their buds diamond-encrusted, too. The second layer of the Dress has the same wispy Tulle, also in pale blue. A third layer is a ~Stiff~ Blue Tulle, followed by a heavy double-layer of stiff flared silk Satin, also Baby blue. The Bodice area of the Girly Party Frock is equally Stunning. Very ~Feminine.~ A layer of wispy blue Tulle over strong blue Satin underlining; those same Pretty Tulle and Satin Flowers embroidered everywhere  especially the bust line. ALL in a Frilly, Girly, and very Elegant Enhancement of the Dress. It laces in the back, just like a Corset, into a Pretty Hanging baby Blue Bow. I'm putting you in 4-inch 'Baby boi Blue'  Heels tonight. You'll manage. We already know your ~Petticoats~ will be ~Stunning.~ Because your Dress is a Flared MiniDress, it should look very nice with your ~White Lace~ Petticoats. When I send you out there tonight in This Blue Dress and Those UltraLacy~Petticoats,~ your Pretty Baby Blue Dress will signify that I believe you still have high levels of toxic masculinity in your body, leonard. Your ~Lace~ Petticoats, which I will NOW ~Require~ you to wear from this moment going forward,  will be Our little  way of saying that we...you and I, leonard...intend to take care of this little masculinity issue, don't We, My little pretty boi?... And I am quite certain that Both of us believe that ~Petticoating,~ with a strong dose of ~Shame~ and Humiliation, IS the  most effective method for total sissification, wouldn't you agree, leonard?"...

[krystalasbaby2017]

OMG a governess!  Are they planning on having the sissy dressing as very young girl?

[petticoated]

"Now, let's see your very Best ~Feminine~ Curtsey. Be Mistress Alex's good little ~Feminine~ sissyboi." leonard hesitated again. His 'masculinity' was at stake here.  Alex smirked, then nodded to Dylan, saying " Bring Me My Pretty Pale Pink Paddle. I'm not going to tolerate disobedience, especially from an already Emasculated sissy boy...like you. I Swing a Pretty Good Paddle, sissy." She Taunted him, "Go ahead, sissy leonard, tell me you don't want Me to Teach how to be a Properly ~Petticoated~ sissy who is under Total Feminine Control.. Look at you. All Pretty...All Effeminate...Emasculated....~Petticoated.~ When I finish with you, my sweet little ~feminine~ pretty boi, Lolita will be getting a real 'Trophy Sissy.' I'm going to be Teaching you how to compete against other little ~feminine~ sissybois in Our Special little 'Pageants for Sissy Gurls." All of you Adorably Made Up, Wearing your Frilliest Laciest Dresses with Delicious Swishing Lace Petticoats under your short, super-cute Cupcake-Style Pageant Dresses. That's right, leonard, I, your New Governess, promised Lolita that I have a tendency to see you as a rather dainty little boy of about eight years old who needs corrective discipline and Firm Feminine Guidance..." TBC soon

[petticoated]

"Now, beta boi, let's get a few things straight. Yes, Madame Chadwick is My Mother. And while, technically, She has been retained by Ms. Lolita to ~Forcibly Feminize~ you, it is I who will be interning under Her, and it is I who will Feminize, Sissify, and Permanently Petticoat you. You see, beta boi, Madame ~Petticoated~ Me for three years, from the age of seven years old until I was ten. She homeschooled Me while subjecting me, Her own Tomboyish Daughter, to strict Petticoat Discipline. FRILLY PARTY DRESSES and Bouffant Lace Petticoats for three years was My only wardrobe. No pants...ever. She made certain I never became 'too Tomboyish.' However, I was acutely aware that certain little bois, pretty fembois, also were being Petticoated by Her and a very small circle of Her wealthy Ladyfriends.. Occasionally, weak effeminate pantywaists, always accompanied by very strong Beautiful Feminine Women...Mothers, Stepmothers, Aunts, etc. would occasionally attend Tea Parties in the Parlor in our Mansion on a gated estate. And on those occasions, I was always Petticoated and Frocked, and encouraged to Tease those pretty little sissies with my Pettis. When I made them cry, always to the delight of My Mother and Her Ladyfriends, I soon realized I derived this wonderful thrill experiencing my Dominance over them. They were always very pretty little sissy bois. ~Effeminate.~ Weak. Submissive.  I noticed, too, that they were also very envious of my Femininity, especially My Lacy Pettis. They seemed to get this glazed look in their eyes when Mummy ordered me to 'present' Myself by showing them glimpses of my Lace Petticoats. They almost would get weak in their knees when Mummy teased them and asked them if they, too, wanted to be Dressed in Stiff Rustling ~Lacy~ Petticoats and Short Frilly Party Dresses. And they were intimidated by Me. I relished teasing them...shaming them...calling them 'sissies.' As I got older I realized our luxurious lifestyle was a result of my Mother's very select Clientele of Socially Elitist and very Wealthy Women who had decided to Petticoat Their sissy boys, and they would pay my Mummy handsomely for Her 'Guidance.' At the age of 15, I scored perfect scores on both my ACT and my SAT, and earned full academic scholarships to five different Ivy League Schools, where I played Varsity Softball at one of them...at the age of sixteen. I have an MBA from one of them and two separate PHD's from two others. One in Gender Studies and the other in Psychology, with an emphasis in 'Male Behavior Modification.' Finally, I have a Masters in Fashion Design. I specialized in 'Dress Design.' Frilly Dresses, to be exact, leonard. Extremely Frilly and ~UltraFeminine Party Dresses.~  Of ALL the degrees I have, I find 'Male Behavior Modification' by far the most intriguing, especially 'Forced Feminization.' By the way, I also have a Black Belt in Tai Kwando. Leonard, I have every intention of following in my Mother's footsteps. However, She has made it very clear to Me that if I do not achieve Her expected results with you in three years, She intends to ~~Petticoat~~ ME. Permanently. Her own Daughter. Trust me, sissy, that will NOT happen..."

[petticoated]

Poor leonard just stood there, his pretty girly face red with Shame and Embarrassment. His pretty tear-stained girly eyes wide with fear. leonard had been ~~Petticoated.~~ Yes, Petticoated. Unable to resist. Moreover, unwilling to resist. His "manhood" now gone. he knew he had had many chances to stop these Women. But therein lay the problem. The little sissy boy...like so many other ultrabeta bois...was ~terrified~ and intimidated by Beautiful, ~Feminine,~ Determined Women. he always had been. he feared Them, and yet he Envied Them. leonared was a very special kind of sissy. leonard was a Pretty boi.  A VERY Pretty sissy boi.  leonard was weak. leonard was~~Effeminate.~~ A pansy. A nancyboy. Yes he was Envious of these Beautiful Women. Envious of Their Femininity. Envious of Their ~Makeup.~ Envious of Their ~Dresses.~ especially Their Dresses. And like Very Pretty beta sissies, leonard knew...deep down...that the ONLY way he would ever be a part of Their lives would be to serve as a completely Dominated, Subservient, Emasculated, Effeminate ~plaything,~ for Their Amusement. Lolita had chosen him. Lolita had determined leonzrd's destiny:  A Petticoated Pageant sissy was leonard's fate. How Humiliating. How Emasculating. And yes...how Arousing. Leonard couldn't deny it. Nor could his little soldier who seemed to want it...need it...even more than leonard.  Yes, to this sissy boi, his abject Shame and Humiliation would be worth it. The Embarrassment worth it. his complete Subjugation...worth it. This was leonard's conundrum.  As it all sank in, as the Petticoated sissyboi stood there in defeat, his Pretty little head lowered in Shame, he could feel the weight of the Super ~Sissifying~ Layers of his Tulle, Crinoline, and ~~~Lace~~~ Pettis, sibilantly and ~Lacily~ Swishing and Swaying above his weak knees, as if his Petticoats, yes, hIS ~Petticoats~ were musically Celebrating Their captivity of Their newest gurly victim. It was as if leonard's ~Lacy~ Petticoats were Taunting him. Teasing him. Tempting him in ways he knew he could never resist. his Poufy ~Bouffant~ Petticoats were, undeniably and Shamefully...~EXCITING~ leonard and his Petticoated little soldier, trapped and caged in its own little separate Pink Plastic Prison, hidden in ~Net and Frilly Lace.~ As reality grabbed this defenseless highly Effeminate pathetic pretty pantywaist, leonard's shame...and his arousal...surged simultaneously. His pretty face flush with embarrassment. Resistance was futile. And then his 22-year-old Governess, Mistress Alexandria, took him by his soft chin, raised his tear-stained face to meet Her Mesmerizing Beauty, and said firmly, "You belong in Petticoats, leonard..."

[HuggyBear67]

Great story - but what happened to parts #208 to #225 ?????

[ace]

Great story - but what happened to parts #208 to #225 ?????

This has part numbers?
I'm guessing by parts, you mean reply #'s ? Those replies (parts) are on my pages 30-33, but depending on your settings (latest top or bottom) it could be different. If you are set up different, you may have to quotes dates that are missing. Betty sometimes had hacks and dbase corruptions where they may have been lost into the e-ther ...
Hope this helps.
Ace