The laughter of my sister and her friends ring in my ears as I am made to parade my way across the room. The earrings they clipped onto my ears throb, the hoops swinging with every step, They'd decided to do without a wig, it was much better to make sure I was oh so recognisable in the pictures she was taking, my face burning with shame. I was clad in a two-piece monstrosity from that sissy store my sister had been going to prepare for her plan for me. It was black with little white bows allaround the waistband. Margaret made me stuff you package between my legs. When they pulled the bottom of the suit up, I wanted to cry; my front looked flat, just like a girl's! The top came next. It had two large cups with a big sissy white bow between them. When I stupidly asked why the top was so big, they all couldn't help but laugh. Betty pulled out two enormous fake boobs, which she crammed into the cups of the top. I now looked like I had a couple of giant feminine torpedoes jutting from my chest. They were heavy, and they jiggled and swayed in the monstrous cups whenever I moved. On top of that the matching high heeled sandles they had placed on me made me wiggle about even more.
"Oh, Priscilla! What a big girl you are!" Margaret laughed, hefting the fake breasts in her hands.
A stupid sheer cover-up with matching bow motif and high-heeled sandals completed my humiliating outfit. Then the girls started pulling me downstairs. They actually intended to make me go outside like that! I began to panic as the thought of being outside in the humiliating get- up.
"Margaret! I can't go outside! What if someone sees me? The neighbors can all see the pool. You can't be serious! St-top! Please!"
"Don't be such a drama queen, Pris. You might as well get used to people admiring you in your darling sissy outfits."
She and Heather grabbed me by the arms and despite my desperate struggles, easily dragged me outside to the pool. Sticking a pair of matching sunglasses on my face. The girls slathered me with some sun tan lotion and made me bake in the sun for the rest of the afternoon in one of the lounge
chairs. At least they left me alone. I desperately tried to think of a way out of this predicament, but I didn't have any luck. As the girls laughed hilariously at my appearance, I was overwhelmed with feelings of helplessness. It was more than I could take. When I began to sob, the
girls laughed even louder.
"Aww, poor little girl. Don't cry; we're going to make sure you'rethe biggest sissy ever."
After sun tanning, the girls kept me busy getting them stuff from the kitchen. They thought it was hilarious to boss me around and watch me try to walk in those damned high-heeled sandals. Every step caused "my" boobs to bounce and sway, and the high heels forced me to take dainty little steps to keep from falling. I was just coming out of the kitchen with another tray of drinks,concentrating on balancing on those stupid heels when I ran smack dab into my mother! Her mouth agape, she slowly took in my appearance from head to toe. I was relieved to see her until I remembered how I was dressed. I was utterly humiliated to have her see me in that awful get up. It took a while for either of us to find our voice....
I hope you enjoyed my prompt. What I forsee is my sister deciding to take revenge on her older brother who she has always stood in the shadow of. Between her and her friends she decides that it's time for mum's precious boy to permanently fall down a number of pegs. What better an idea than by reducing the star quarterback to a simpering sissy, to start she's going to blackmail me as above, but create a sprialling situation where it appears that you have wanted this, despite my pleas to the contrary. Be prepared for drugs and hormones being used, and this being a dark tale of public humiliation, non con, forced bi, and heavy Forced Feminization. This isn't going to be closet sissy character, one who looks at one cock and then decides to completely flip into being a sissy, your sister and her friends, and then your mum, are going to go about breaking and embarassing you as they slowly but surely transform you.
Kinks: Forced Feminization, Sissification, Hormones/Surgical Body Changes, Drug Use, Public Humiliation, Chastity, Oral/Anal Play, Femdom, Non Con
Limits: Hypnosis, Magic/Sci Fi, Scat, Bestiality
This is for literate partners only, please no 'hi' or 'want to rp' messages, or jumping straight into the RP, we're going to want some planning and discussions here. Make sure to at the very least pop down your kinks and limits, but also engage a bit with the prompt. All names are interchangeable, and happy to go down a route of having myself emerge as a sissy or a more wholly passable girl.