- [ ] The rest of the day John skipped, pranced and moved like a fairy all throughout the house. His mother gave him a nodding approval and she was delighted in his new found behavior. He cleaned, scrubbed and dusted every spot of the house. Did all the laundry and folded them neatly and even helped prepare dinner with his mom. He was selling the maid service hard and Janet Jones was believing every moment.
- [ ] “Mommy, I was wondering if I could use some of my allowance money on something for us.” Jon asked, it was the first time he asked for something all day without being told. “What is it that you want sweetie?” Janet asked. “Well Mommy, with December coming up in a few weeks, I was wondering if I could buy you tickets to see ‘The Nutcracker’. Since I been spending time with Susan, she’s really been showing me and teaching me all about ballet. I was wondering if I could use my allowance your saving to buy us good tickets.” Janet’s eyes almost got watery. Here her newfound sweet and sensitive son, was asking her to go to the ballet with him. She couldn’t believe it for a moment but then looked at her son, in his make up and make shift maid outfit and knew it was the truth. Her son had became a sissy in only 2 months and she was very excited.
“Of course I’ll go with you sweetie. It will be a very lovey date. I’ll call Mrs. Stall and see who does good local productions. I think Susan might even be in one. Wouldn’t that be wonderful to see your best friend on stage”? She told John. He could only nod happily which of course was an act but was just
Trying to please and butter her up as much as he could.
Once dinner was over he cleared and did all the dishes. John was feeing so good about his performance today he wasn’t even upset about his bedtime routine. He sat on the toilet gracefully, resting his hands on his lap trying to mimic how a lady would sit on a toilet, he took his Tammy Temperature like a pro and stuck his butt high in the air. He smiled as his mother put him in his pink plastic panties. He even kissed her on the cheek and thanked her for being a great mother. Soon Janet turned off the light and went upstairs, feeing like she was on cloud nine. How did she get so lucky. She called Mrs. Stall asking about Nutcracker productions.
“I couldn’t believe it Barb, he asked me to be his date and how he wanted to pay for the tickets. I don’t know what you and Susan did to him, but I can’t thank you enough. The best part is that I can tell this is the first time he’s been happy in such a long time.” Barb went on and on about what a sweet little boy John is, and how Susan loves to take care of him. Mrs. Stall just kept hammering into Janet that John has always been a sissy and how he’s finally happy to show his “true side”. By the end of the phone call Janet believed everything Barb was saying.
“Susan has a small role this year in the Nutcracker, she’s playing a party girl in the first act and I’m not happy about it.” Barb told Janet how Susan’s been taking ballet for 9 years and was still in the same role every year with girls as young as 9. Everyone she started ballet with have gone ones to do major roles like Spanish, Arabian, and Dew Drops. Barb would never tell this to Janet but knew her own daughter was terrible at ballet and the other types of dance she took. She was in all the lower level kids who’s ages ranged from 9 to 12. Susan was 15 years old. Her costumes were always very juvenile and never were the beautiful ones the other girls her age wore in there higher level classes. As a party girl she would play the role of a young girl on Christmas Eve dancing on stage with a doll in a pretty frock with other little girls. Her large frame makes her stick out all ready but even more so with the younger children. Barb wanted to pull Susan out of dance many times but knew it would upset her to much since she loved dance so much. “Well no matter how small the part is, John and I will be there with flowers to give.” Barb thanked her and gave her instructions on how to get tickets.
John lied in bed with his thick diaper and plastic pants while his mother was still on the phone with Mrs. Stall. His hand grabbing his crotch trying to get some kind of feeling out of it. He thought about his sissy performance in front of his mom, acting like a little dainty maid. Asking her to go to the ballet. His mother bought it hook line and sinker. He knew if he brought up ballet he would win over his mother. It always came back to ballet. He thought about Susan doing ballet, in her pink tights, and black leotard. Her large body bulging out of the tight leotard. He thought of her doing graceful moves. He soon began to get hard thinking of her. Rubbing the front of his diapers as he pictured her mincing around the stage. Harder and harder till he realized he had to stop. He couldn’t have a jerk off accident. He had to be on his best behavior. He drifted asleep being half hard thinking of a fat ballerina bully.
The next morning John was bone dry. He acted very over the top and kissed his mom on the cheek thanking her. “I know you meant the best for me with Mrs. Stall’s program but even I see now it’s starting to work. Thank you so much mommy”. He lied though his teeth.
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