Petticoat Discipline: A Mother's Story

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I can see the sparkle in Auntie’s eyes,” Peter remarks. “Look, I said I was sorry. It’s not my fault that the school doesn’t know how to take a joke.” Mom, it's not your fault. It was working, I was getting better... But I can't get better Mom, even when I was getting better, I wasn't, because I still let him... I didn't fight, Mama, I didn't! I just let him rape me, and that's bad too, worse than fighting. I'm so sorry, Mama..." I was crying again, I wondered if I'd ever stop crying, and Mama was hugging me and crying too. It's amazing how much can come of a story like this, written in an hour or two of pure pique and no small amount of angst, and I really appreciate how it has drawn recurring interest over the years. Thank you, all of my readers.

Occasionally. Jessica lives around the corner. She is Tammy’s best friend. She has no idea about his real identity. Nobody could tell he’s not a girl, could they? He can’t mope around here all day. Of course he has to dress like a teenager when he goes out. When he’s at home he likes wearing girly dresses like the one he had on earlier. Also he doesn’t wear his wig because it gets too hot and itchy." I was more confidant of going out to eat with my two kind hosts. Carolyn told to me to sit down at the vanity bench and I did so gracefully and in a girly manner. The girl’s eyes regain that cheerfulness it had before Lauren delivered the devastating news. “What?” The sister knew right then what to do. I have invited several of my close friends for tea this afternoon, and you, darling, are going to model your pretty clothes for them.'" I stared at the picture. Now she’d told me I could recognise the pretty feminine figure as my brother-in-law. "So Greg used to wear dresses as well."

Good,” Jenny says confidently. “Now, here’s what’s going to happen. I feel you need to learn respect for your mother. It’s not been easy on her y’know. Trying to raise a confident boy on her own. “ With genuine approval, his Aunt exclaimed, "My, don't we look sweet! Why you're as pretty as a picture! The other children will simply be green with envy when they see your lovely ensemble!" don't know how happy it makes me to see Madam smiling again,” she went on.“I'm sure she'll really hate to see her little girl go once the weekend is I understand this will be punishment at first Peter,” Jenny says. “But yes, I want you to have control over what Penny looks like. I believe you will learn a lot from this.”

All the way to the Studio, Robert pleaded with his determined Mother not to compel him to become ‘Miss Dollie Dimples'. I... I can't stop being scared. He's going to come here and kill me, or... or worse. He has my knife. I can't run far enough, never, and when he kills me I'll go to hell cuz I'm so dirty and bad..." Carolyn said, “Chrissy my darling are you up to appearing in public dressed as a girl? We wouldn’t want you to give yourself away.”Like crap you’re going to do anything,” Peter growls in frustration. “You two just don’t understand what it’s like for me.” I'm so sorry, baby, John's gone, they took him to juvenile detention, he'll never hurt you again. I won't ever make you wear girl clothes again, I'm so sorry..." As she slid the silky panties up and down along my member, I began to shudder, “Yes! Yes! Make me your little girl!!” With that, my shaft erupted into the delicate little panties and I collapsed down onto the vanity seat. At this point I considered myself to be a girl.