Who's Really In Charge?

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Who's Really In Charge? - Part 1

Sam had doubts about Becky's idea when she had broached it to him over
lunch at the office. Sam and Becky had known each other for many years and
had even had a serious relationship at one time. But that was long over
and they were able to remain friends since they worked for the same
company.

"I have a problem," she said, "and I think you're the perfect solution!"
She went on to explain that she had accepted the position of manager of
the customer service department.

She had agreed to take on managing the night shift, from 5 PM to 1 AM
because it paid almost twice the daytime shift.  Money was tight these
days, she said.  Her problem was that she didn't feel right about leaving
her daughter alone so much of the time, especially at night.  In addition
to that, it made it difficult for her to have a social life.  She had a
steady boyfriend now, and whenever they wanted to spend some time
together, it necessarily involved getting someone lined up to look after
her.

"So," she said after explaining this all to him, "I got to thinking that
things would be a lot better if I had a roommate, someone I could trust
who would keep an eye on Jessica when I wasn't there, someone whose work
hours weren't as crazy as mine, a sort of live-in babysitter, someone like
you, Sam."

He had resisted at first, but she was very persistent.  She pointed out
that the lease at his apartment was about to expire, and she would charge
him practically nothing for the room, exactly nothing, in fact. And
Jessica knew him, she would feel comfortable with him.  "And," she added,
"we both know you're a real home-body, Sam. You always preferred staying
home rather than going out."  That was true, he had to admit, and it still
was. In fact, it was one of the reasons they had drifted apart, since
Becky liked going out and having fun.

In the end he agreed. He would move in and share Becky's condo with her
and her fourteen-year-old daughter Jessica.  He would not be her
babysitter exactly, but a sort of surrogate step-father.  The impact on
the rest of his life would be minimal. He was free to go into work during
the day, or work from the condo via his computer.  He only needed to be at
the office a couple of days a week, to have meetings with the group of
technicians he supervised, so he would in fact be home most of the time.
In short, his only responsibility would be to watch Jessica, to keep her
company, and keep her safe. 

Contrary to Becky's original offer, he insisted that he pay her for the room, half her mortgage payment, in fact. She protested, and insisted that half would be too much.  They finally settled on a one-third contribution from him. A great deal for both of them.

They discussed the details and ground-rules. He would prepare dinner for
Jessica. "That's another reason I chose you," Becky said, "You're such a
great cook!"  And he would make sure she did her chores and got to bed at
a decent hour and help her with her homework.  If either of them, Becky or
Sam, had dates, they would not bring their partners home. Truth was, Sam
hadn't dated anybody for a long time anyway.

"Good!" Becky said finally, obviously happy with their arrangement.  "I'm
going to make sure your room is ready so you can move in right away. So
make yourself at home, roomie!"  She gave him a brief hug, and went out of
the room. Sam sipped his coffee for a few minutes, then looked up as the
kitchen door suddenly opened.  The door led to a deck at the rear of the
condo, and there, framed in the doorway, was Jessica.

It had been four years since he had seen her.  She was ten when he and her mother had last dated, and he remembered her as a sweet and pretty little girl, with long tresses of wavy blond hair.  The three of them had been a close little family during the months he and Becky were together. He wondered if she would remember him now.

(Author's note: This will not be an AB/DL story. It is a sissy story. Do you want it continued?)

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Who's Really In Charge - Part 2

But, the Jessica standing before him now he hardly recognized since she
was taller and much more grown up. In fact, she was as tall as him. He had
always been slight of build and was amazed that this girl was now
basically the same size as him.  Her hair was the same mass of blond
radiance, but it was pulled straight back from her forehead and gathered
into a big ponytail.  She was still a very girly-girly type of girl wearing a short, loose sundress, white with a pattern of yellow flowers, and was carrying a beach bag in which a towel and swim suit were visible.  Gold strap sandals were on her feet.

The morning sun was behind Jessica as she stood in the doorway, and the
light streaming through the thin dress made it virtually transparent from
where Sam sat at the table.  He was able to see the outline of her slim
figure, descending down her sides to her waist and over her
hips, then down to the sweep of her long legs.  The bright sun provided
enough illumination to partially reveal a cute bra which showed only a
flat chest of yet-to-be developed breasts. Also revealed were the
panties she wore under the dress, a brief bikini style. 

Sam stared, momentarily speechless. He was fascinated with panties...and
bras...and even pretty dresses. Especially the kind he was now looking at.
Yes, he had a lot of 'special' interests which he kept hidden. And now he
was staring at the cute gold sandals with sparkly straps that were on her feet. But that wasn't what first caught his attention. He noticed her toenails were
painted a dark pink color and had little white flowers painted on
her big toes. Wow, so cute! 

After a few seconds Jessica broke the silence. "Uh, HELLO...earth to
Sam!", she said.  "So, you're gonna be my babysitter, huh? Well, do you
recognize me? So are you going to look at my face or just keep gawking at
my feet?"  She rolled her eyes. Sam blinked and found his voice.  He
quickly averted his gaze from her feet, smiled and got up to greet her.
"Yes, I remember you, Jessica," he said.  "But think of me as a roommate,
not a babysitter.  Besides, we're old friends."

Jessica looked at him dubiously.  Then she brightened a bit and said, "OK,
roomie. But please call me Jessie since that's what all my friends call me
now. Only Mom still calls me Jessica." Jessie walked to the table and
plopped herself into a chair, dropping her bag on the floor.  "I was
headed over to my friend Amy's house and we're going swimming in her pool,
but I thought I'd come in and say 'Hi' first.  So, Hi."  She splayed her
legs out in front of her, looking intently at Sam. She started working her
sandals with her toes as she watched Sam looking at her. It was like
she was purposely displaying her cute toes to him. He wondered if she
somehow guessed the effect that had on him...after all, she had noticed
him staring at her feet a few minutes earlier. She had also spread her legs just slightly so her panties were barely visible. This made him sort of uncomfortable as he felt his face getting a little red. He hoped she didn't notice.

"I'm glad you did," said Sam, trying to act normally.  "I've been looking
forward to meeting you again." "Yeah, me too, I guess," she said.  "But
it's kinda weird Mom asking you and all.  I mean, you guys were going out,
right?  Back when you knew us before?" "Yes, we were," Sam said.  "But
things just didn't work out.  That doesn't mean we can't be friends,
though, right?" She twisted her mouth to the side and frowned skeptically.
"I guess.  If you say so.  But I still think it's strange." "Unusual,
maybe," said Sam, "but not strange.  I don't think so anyway."

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Who's Really In Charge - Part 3

Jessie was silent for a few moments. "Do you have a girlfriend?" she asked
suddenly. "Not at the moment," said Sam, raising his eyebrows.  "Why?" "No
reason," she said, "just curious.  Mom does, you know.  I mean she has a
boyfriend." "Yes, I know," he replied, "she told me." "And it doesn't
bother you?" Jessie asked.  "I mean, if you thought maybe you were going
to get back together and all..." Sam smiled.  "No, it doesn't bother me.
I told you, we're just friends now, good friends.  Anyway, you're the
reason I'm here, not her.  You know what I mean?"

Jessie shrugged.  "I guess so, but it seems strange you don't have a girlfriend. You do still like GIRLS don't you?" and she grinned devilishly as she said it, emphasizing the word 'girls'. Sam just smiled at her and thought about the implication of what she just said. Yeah, he certainly did like girls.
Especially the cute clothes they wear.

Then before he could answer she twitched her right foot and her sandal
fell to the floor right in front of him. "Wow, I am so clumsy sometimes.
Could you please pick that up for me?" As he bent down, his face almost
touched her outstretched foot and he again wondered if she was purposely
teasing him. No, she's too young to understand about those kind of things,
he thought to himself.

As he handed her the sandal she slowly raised up her
foot and sort of wiggled her toes. "Sam, be a sweetie and put it on for me.
Oh, and do you like the way my toes look?  I just had them done a couple of
days ago. Aren't they awesome?"

She was definitely teasing him, or maybe even testing him to see his
reaction. Sam was trying not to watch too intently but was mesmerized by
what he was seeing as he slipped the sandal back on her foot. It was so cute
he wished it was his own foot he was putting it on. He said, "they look
very nice and, yes, I like the way they look." She smiled a sort of 'got-cha'
smile and then stood up.

"Well, I gotta get over to Amy's," she said, scooping up her bag and
heading for the door.  "Guess I'll see you later." She opened the door to
go out, then stopped and turned back to him.  "It's nice to see you again,
Sam", she said.  "I guess I'm glad you're here."  Then she bounced out the
door.  "See ya!" she said brightly, and was gone.

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Who's Really in Charge - Part 4

Sam stood for a few moments, watching her through the window as she
traipsed off to meet her friend.  As he watched her he remembered the cute
bra and panties she was wearing, and how he had seen them through her
sheer dress. Wow, how he loved bras and panties. Especially the cute kind
that young girls wore. And now he was going to be living with one.

Becky came back into the kitchen a minute later and saw him looking out the
window. "I heard you talking with Jessica," she said.  "You two get
reacquainted?  Things go okay?" "Great," he said.  "I was worried, I
admit, but she seems fine. She has certainly grown up since I last saw
her. She's as big as I am."

"Good," Becky said, "I was worried too...but only a little. Yes, she has
gotten a lot bigger, but she still seems like a little girl in a lot of
ways." "What do you mean," Sam asked. "Well, she is very mature and has
grown a lot, but she still likes to dress very femmy. You saw how she was
dressed." Yes, Sam thought to himself...I saw how she was dressed! 

She took her purse and went to the door.  "I've got a few errands to run.  Why
don't you get settled in, and I'll see you later.  Jessica should be back
about four or five, then maybe we can all go out to eat and celebrate. Why
don't you go upstairs and check-out your room while I'm gone. It's right
next to Jessica's. Oh...and you will have to share a bathroom with her. I
hope you won't mind." "Sounds good, No, I won't mind at all." he said,
"see you later."  After Becky left Sam sat down at the table and sipped
his cold coffee, deep in thought.

Nobody knew about this hidden side of him, nobody.  It was one of the main
reasons he had tried to talk Becky out of this arrangement. But, perhaps,
also the reason he finally agreed. The thrill he had experienced a few
minutes ago when he saw through Jessie's dress was something he couldn't
control.  Seeing her wearing such a girly outfit aroused him, and
literally made his knees weak.  For as long as he could remember he had
been irresistibly attracted to young girls clothing, clothes like Jessie
had been wearing. 

Yeah, he was a secret crossdresser, had been most of his life. But he wasn't
an ordinary crossdresser, one who usually got turned on wearing sexy lingerie, etc. No, he was more of a sissy. And he enjoyed the sight of young girls wearing 'girly' clothes and cute shoes and socks, or sandals exposing pretty feet and toes. Whenever that happened his heart raced and his pen-is stirred as he wished he could feel their clothes on his body. Becky saying that Jessie dressed 'femmy' made him tingle hearing just that word...femmy! And he would be staying in a room right next to hers.

So here he was, about to move into a condo where he would be keeping
constant company with a fourteen-year-old girl. And a femmy one, who had
lots of cute clothes, no less. On the one hand, he wanted to be a
responsible adult, protecting the child of a friend who trusted him and he
knew he would do that without fail.  But, on the other hand, he felt like
a kid who had just been put in charge of a candy store. Or even better...a sissy who had just been put in charge of a young girl's clothing store! 

As he headed up the stairs to see his new room he passed by Jessie's. He
peeked in and saw how feminine it was and his pen-is reacted. And, as
he surveyed the room, he realized that her dresser drawers and her closet
were filled with those articles of clothing that aroused him so much.
Yes, this was definately a good decision to live here!

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Who's Really in Charge - Part 5

The next day was Saturday, so all three of them were home. Sam was up
first since he was an early riser, but Jessie took advantage of a no
school day by sleeping in and, of course, Becky kept her routine of
getting up late due to her work schedule. He went into the bathroom to
shower and shave.

He noticed there were two bottles of prescription pills sitting on the vanity.
He figured they must be Jessie's since only he and she used that
bathroom. He picked up the bottles and one said Spironolactone 50mg
and the other said Estradiol 2mg. Strange, he thought since the names
sounded like maybe some kind of birth control pills. Why would Jessie
be taking these? He just let it go and jumped in the shower,
relishing the feel of the refreshing water splashing on him.

He then dressed and went down to the kitchen to have his coffee and
breakfast and was surprised when Becky came down soon after. "Wow...you
sure are up early," he said. She let out a big yawn, "Yeah, there's some
things I need to get done today and I figured I might as well get up.
After all, I don't have to work tonight." She had been trying to adjust
to her new work schedule but it was hard after working only daytime hours
for many years. She poured herself some coffee and sat next to Sam as she
tried to clear her head.

He wasn't sure if he should, but decided to ask her about the pills he
had seen. "Uh, I hope I'm not intruding or getting too personal...but
when I was in the bathroom awhile ago I noticed there were some pills
sitting on the vanity. Just curious why they were there." Becky still
wasn't completely awake and thought for a moment and then replied,
"Oh...those are Jessica's. She must have forgotten to put them away."

Sam was still curious since he had assumed they were possibly some
kind of birth control pills. "Well, I know it's really none of my
business but I am curious because those pills look a lot like maybe
birth control pills." He was a little embarrassed as he said it.

Becky laughed and told him to relax. "Well, they are hormones but those
kind of pills are used for other things. So don't worry...Jessica is
not promiscuous or sexually active and is not using them for THAT purpose.
At least I hope not. haha"

"Well, I didn't mean to imply that she is," he said but still looked
confused so she went on. "It's OK, I know you didn't mean anything by it.
So here's the reason she's taking them. Maybe you've noticed that
although she has really grown up a lot...at least in size, she has
not...well...she's not filled-out as much as she should have for her age.

She's sort of...er...flat and not very rounded-out." Sam was getting a
little uneasy with this and thought maybe Becky really didn't want to
have to get into it. "I shouldn't have asked in the first place," he
said. "Let's just leave it at that and I sort of get the picture."

"No, it's OK," Becky quickly added. "You are living here and we are like
family so you should know what is going on around here. Anyway, I was
getting a little worried that she wasn't progressing, shall we say, as
much as other girls her age."

"Jessica wasn't all that concerned and when I talked to her about it she
was like, it's no big deal and I don't care that much. She didn't want
to talk about it. But I decided to take her to the doctor just to make
sure all was well. Her doctor is actually her friend Amy's dad. Well he
did some blood tests and found that she has a lower estrogen level than she should have and an elevated androgen level that is causing it.

So he prescribed those pills for her. They are strong anti-androgen
and estrogen hormones that should help her out. The doctor said it happens to
some girls and described it as a way to hopefully induce her into a more
normal puberty. Nothing to worry about, he told us. Jessica is very
healthy and normal otherwise. So, any questions?" she sort of laughed,
"Or was that too much information?" "No, it's OK," Sam said still a
little uneasy. "But Jessie probably wouldn't like me knowing this much
about her and, uh, her problem."

"Don't worry," Becky said. "I won't say anything to her about us talking.
I'm just surprised you found those pills laying out in the open. Jessica
had told me awhile back that she didn't like the way the pills made her
feel and that she didn't want to take them as often as she should. But
maybe she has changed her mind. I hope so anyway. But so far, they
haven't seemed to be working. Or else she isn't taking as many as she is
supposed to. But that's up to her...I'm not going to force her because
she seems happy and she is totally healthy regardless of this. And her
doctor reminded me that there are lots of slender females running around
perfectly happy."

All of a sudden Jessie bounded down the stairs and asked, "So, you guys
are talking about me, huh? I heard you explaining about my pills."
"Oh...uh, Jessie, I wasn't trying to pry in your private business, it's
just I saw those pills in the bathroom this morning and was surprised,"
Sam told her. "And I straightened him out on why you have them. So that's
all there was to it," Becky added. "By the way, have you been taking
them? I thought you didn't like them?" Jessie quickly responded, "Well, I
don't like them, but decided I might start using them again. So I
put them on the sink just in case. But I doubt they will help me like they're supposed to. So don't expect to see any big changes in me. No big deal, OK?"

"Speaking of pills, like what is that great big pill that you had
on the sink this morning?," Jessie asked Sam. "Oh, that's not really a
pill...it's a capsule, a vitamin capsule. I take one first thing every
morning and want to remember to take it so I put one out every night so I
won't forget." He explained to her. "Oh, OK. but it is so big. Is that
what a capsule means? I've never heard of those before." she said.

Sam laughed and said, "Well I guess it is like a pill and some pills are big
too. But a capsule comes apart in the middle so you can put whatever
ingredients in it you want to. I have these specially made for me with
the exact mix of vitamins that I want to take every day, so that's why
they're in a capsule. The company I order them from mixes it up and puts
it in each capsule."

Oh, I see," she responded. "So that great big pill,
I mean capsule gives you a lot of stuff you need to make you strong, huh?
But are you sure of what's in there, if it can be opened someone could put stuff in it that you don't know about." She giggled as she said that then quickly added, "Oh well, I'm sure any stuff that's put in it will be good for you. Probably works better for you than my little pills do for me," she said flashing a sly smile.

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Who's Really in Charge - Part 6

One night after Sam had been living there for awhile, he was at the desk
in his bedroom late in the evening, writing some memos on his laptop.
He finished and logged off his company's secure network, but didn't shut
down his computer.

Ever since he had moved into Becky's house he had been in an almost constant  state of arousal because of his proximity to Jessie and her clothes, but he was trying to be good. Trying not to allow his fetishes to overwhelm and control him. He SO wanted to go in her room and check out the wonderful
delights she had in her dresser drawers and closet. He knew she had the
kinds of things he so loved because he got to see her wearing them
everyday.

And he could imagine how they would feel on his body and how
much more special it would be to wear them since thy were things that
belonged to her...things that she actually wore. It was the perfect
setting for someone like him to be able to satisfy his deepest, darkest
desires and fantasies. But, no, he had to keep them just as fantasies.
Invading Jessie's private world was not right. So he kept himself under
control as best he could because he knew it was the right thing.

He really did like her, and they had a good time together. She sometimes
helped him cook and they took turns with the dishes, although usually they ended up doing them together. She even asked him for help with her homework which he provided gladly, particularly since he enjoyed sitting close to her. And, of course, the occasional glimpses she would innocently give him of her underwear or her cute feet. He tried not to let it show, but the
frustration was taking a toll on him, and he needed an outlet.

So now, instead of turning off his laptop and going to bed, he pulled up a
website bookmark he had stored a long time ago, but had not been to visit
recently. He tried hard to not go there because, although it always turned
him on immensely, he wanted to suppress those desires that haunted him and
left him always frustrated. It was the address of a site called 'Trained &
Tamed', which had stories and even photos about boys who were dominated by their sisters, mothers or girlfriends.

It also featured stories of men who were controlled by their wives or
even their young daughters. And in many of the stories the females were
feminizing or sissifying those males. Sam especially loved the stories
of men being controlled by young girls, such as their own daughters.
Or the daughters of girlfriends. Or a story he could imagine...daughters
controlling their mother's past boyfriends.

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Who's Really In Charge - Part 7

There were also photo sets of boys and men wearing very feminine outfits
or just silky and frilly underwear. Many also showed females dominating
their submissive guys. Sam selected a specific photo set entitled 'In My
Daughter's Clothes' from the menu and clicked on a link that started a
slideshow showing a man entering his young daughter's bedroom.

He began opening her dresser drawers and looking through her underwear until he found what he was looking for. He then quickly undressed and put on a pair of her frilly panties, a cute training bra, a silky white short slip, and
a pair of her white anklet socks with pink lace turn-down cuffs. He was
clearly getting turned on because her panties could hardly contain his
raging hard-on and a damp spot appeared as he started spewing pre-c-um.

He then went to her closet and bent down to survey her many pairs of cute
shoes. He finally selected her white maryjanes which had a low heel and a
single instep strap. He trembled and almost orgasmed as his feet, in the
delicate thin nylon anklets, easily slid into shoes that only his daughter
had worn. The intensity of it almost made him faint.

Then he kneeled down and started fastening the shoe straps, and he didn't hear as his daughter quietly walked into the room. She was wearing a simple sundress and sandals similar to what Sam had seen Jessie wearing that first day. The man stood up and was ready to select a dress to put on when he finally noticed his daughter standing behind him.

Sam was mesmerized as the photos kept opening in front of him. He was imagining that this was himself in Jessie's bedroom, getting caught by her. He was lost in a trance of masturbation pleasure as he looked back and forth between his swollen coc-k and the photos.

He held out for as long as he could, trembling as he held himself just
short of orgasm several times, his coc-k aching with need while he watched
the daughter take control of her daddy's now submissive position. Finally
he lost control. The scene before him was too much for him take any
longer.

As he exploded in an intense orgasm, which he worked vigorously
until the last spasm, he cried outloud, "Oh God...Jessie....YES!" He
didn't even realize he had done that as he hit his peak. Then with a big
sigh of satisfaction, but also a deep feeling of frustration since he knew
his need could never be truly satisfied, he went into the bathroom to
clean himself up.