I woke up extra early that fateful Sunday morning with the sun streaming into my bedroom, making all the different hues of pink glisten. Where the light bounced off the glass perfume bottles it caused a rainbow of colours dancing around the walls. It looked like l was in a Disney fairytale but, alas, my pretty dolls remained stationery and silent.
I went to the full sized mirror and starred at the reflection. Wearing a beautiful pink negligee with white lacy trim around the bottom, and see-through enough to see my tiny panties with my little nub barely making an impression, one solidarity tear escaped my eyes and rolled down my cheek. Was it a tear of joy or regret. Having not so long ago a life of male friends, banter, football, a job and a beautiful, faithful wife, here l was dressed as a simpering pansy, now a sissy maid pandering to my Mistress, her boyfriend and Mother, and god knows who else in the end.
Did l miss my old life or could l embrace my true self and stop pretending l was ever a man. I looked around my girly room, noticed that Mummy must have come in during the night and put out a Sunday best Little Pink Party dress which had puffy sleeves and rows and rows of lace all over with a big white bow at the back. It was just so feminine combined with pretty bra, panties and white hold up stockings. I sighed at the beautiful outfit and started to ready myself for the day ahead.
At 9am sharp, with tray in hand containing a bone china cup of Earl Grey and a plate of toast and marmalade, l knocked on Mummy’s door and entered.
'Oh my, just look at my fairy cupcake dripping in femininity. I thought you might rebel today but l see you have actually added a few extras. The Alice band looks so cute and I'm sure the members of the church group arriving this lunchtime will love it"
Shocked l blurted, " But, Mummy l can't let people see me like this. Please Mummy, everyone will know and then laugh at me"
"Oh sweety, you are now my fairy-in-law, so l have to show you off; and make sure you are a good girl and treat them with upmost respect"
Knowing that l could never change her mind or get severely punished trying, l just nodded like the pathetic, docile, obedient pussy l had become.
" And don't worry your little head about it, as there will only be 4 elderly guests who's eyesight and hearing are going. Just be aware that Old Jack is ex Army and although he's exchanged his pace stick for a walking stick he can be, let's just say, a little touchy feely" This last comment made Mummy chuckle and not cackle l noticed. Maybe she was warming to me.
"I've told them all that you are my niece, Audrey, and that you are staying for a while, so as long as you act like you look, a complete pansy, you might just convince them".
The morning was spent preparing for her friends arrival at noon. All the best crockery was laid out, a lovely shop bought chocolate gateaux was chilling in the fridge and my heart rate was going quicker than a pneumatic drill. Dead on 12 o'clock Edna and Daisy arrived. Edna was in her 80's, a wisp of a lady with big glasses and very formal appearance wearing a woolen skirt, blouse and beige cardigan. Daisy, on the other hand, had a huge smile, looked much younger than her 77 years and obviously had a zest for life. Mummy introduced me to them and straight away they cooed and fussed over me. Daisy, especially said how delightful l looked and that every young girl should be dressed this way. My blushing only made them more motherly towards me. Ten minutes later Jack and Arthur arrived together and had obviously just come from the pub. Jack was a beast of a man with grizzled features which looked like had been in a war, which of course he had. When he laid eyes on me l noticed that he went straight to my stockinged legs before slowly taking in my whole body. He may have trouble walking but he still had a snipers eye. Arthur was a teddy bear who seemed always on edge and would not have eye contact with any of the ladies. I learnt later that his whole life was taking care of his mother and by the time of her passing he had no confidence or desire to date, which made me a little sad as he was the perfect gentleman.
As the group were chatting in the dining room, l prepared the tea and cake. As l served the ladies they complimented me on my deportment, how respectful l was and Edna wished her daughter had turned out like me. I could see Mummy was very proud which made me happy inside. After giving Arthur his tea and cake l stood beside Jack and started to bend at the waist to pore his tea, when l felt his large hand slip under my dress, slowly caress my inner thigh, rising to my stocking top and then squeeze my pantied bottom. I let out a little gasp trying to retain my composure, and looking around at Jack, he just did a sly wink, the dirty dog.
As the others were engaged in conversation l didn't think they noticed, and even though l was shocked l could feel my tiny dolly leaking into my panties.
The rest of the afternoon was relatively
uneventful with the ladies gossiping, however later as l was in the kitchen washing up, Old Jack came up behind me pressing his large frame into me. He whispered into my ear. " You do make a wonderful sissy and if you ever want to sit on Daddy's lap for a kiss and cuddle just let me know". At that point he slipped a piece of paper with his address into my stocking top and proceeded with both hands to fondle my bottom. I could tell he was a powerful man used to barking out orders. Maybe soon l would be one of his privates on parade. If it wasn't for Arthur calling from the dining room that they had to go, Old Jack might have made more operational manoeuvres on my slender frame. Flushed, l bid them all goodbye with a kiss on the cheek although Jack got in one final grope. They even told Mummy l had behaved like a perfect little girl, which again made my cheeks go rosy.
After they had all left, l took Mummy a large class of Shiraz into the living room and saw she had the biggest smile. She even looked pretty, and then l thought, l should of gone to Specsavers. " Oh, my sweet little pansy, l am soooo proud of you. You really outdid yourself and my friends were over the moon. Even old Jack said you were very accommodating in the kitchen by pushing your bottom back into his groin as he was behind you, you naughty slut"
" But Mummy...."
" No buts, but l have a feeling your sissy butt might just get a pounding later when Sarah and Steve arrive. Now time to get you dressed into your schoolgirl outfit for Steve to humiliate you. Ohhh I'm going to enjoy this"
Once again the cackle had returned, so loud it scared the cat.
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