Sissy's Sleepover, Pt. 02

Dear Reader,

In part 1, sissy Jamie's mother prepared him for the gathering. She curled his hair, made up his face and put him in a cute mini dress. Jamie was excited about looking pretty but also nervous about the girls seeing him en femme.

Sincerely,

Whippet

P. S. There is a note to femboys about open bottom girdles at the end of this installment.

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When Tina, Pamela and Kay arrived, I was hiding in my room with the door closed. So, Mother came in to fetch me.

"You're being rude, Jamie," she said sternly. "The girls are waiting for you. Come with me and greet them."

"But, Mommy, what if they laugh at me?" I whined.

"You're very pretty, Sweetheart," she said kindly. "They won't laugh."

Then Mother turned me toward the full-length mirror and stood behind me smiling. I had to admit that I was kind of cute.

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Our sleepover guests were standing in the living room chatting when Mother and I arrived.

"Jamie! You're adorable!" exclaimed Tina when she saw me.

"Thank you, Miss Tina," I answered bashfully. Her compliment dispelled my self-doubts and my toes curled inside my high heel sandals.

"I love what you've done with his hair, Mrs. Handley," said Pamela. "Flips are darling!"

"Your face is so pretty, Jamie. What lip gloss are you wearing?" asked Kay.

"It's CoverGirl Sugar Poppy," I replied. "That's my favorite," I added shyly.

I wanted to return their compliments but all I could think to say was, "You're all super hot!"

It was too much and I immediately regretted my words. I blamed the raging boner in my panties.

Mother tried to patch up my faux pas.

"Jamie means that you're lovely young ladies and that he wants to be feminine like you."

That was partly true. Kay, Tina and Pamela were dressed in such wonderfully feminine clothes that I wanted to wear them! Tina had on a pink romper with a deep plunge neckline, Kay was dressed in a gingham micro skirt trimmed with lace and Pamela was wearing booty shorts and a lace up tank top.

"Make yourselves comfortable, girls," she said warmly. "I need to speak with Jamie."

Mother took me to the kitchen and peered at me seriously.

"You mustn't talk like that, Jamie. The girls will get the wrong idea."

"I'm sorry, Mommy," I replied soberly.

"Is anything bothering you, Jamie?" she asked.

"I have a stiffy, Mommy," I said. "Can you help me, please?" I begged.

"Alright, Dear," she answered sympathetically, "but let's make it a quickie."

Mother sat on a kitchen chair and drew me to her lap. Then she lubricated her hand with a stick of butter and stroked me hard and fast. I fantasized that I was Kay in her lace trimmed micro skirt and my passion quickly spiraled out of control. Mother placed her free hand over my mouth to stifle a scream of girlish delight as my sissy cream splatted against the refrigerator.

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Mother ordered me to clean up my spunk with a kitchen towel and wash my hands. I obeyed as I always do, because I like being Mother's good girl.

Then she said, "Now might be a good time to serve the cookies you baked for your new friends."

"Okay, Mommy," I said happily. "Shall I wear an apron?"

"Yes, that's a good idea," she answered pleasantly.

So, I tied my little white waitress apron over my mini dress.

I brought the tray of cookies to the living room and Mother followed along with a tea trolley.

Tina, Kay and Pamela had seated themselves on the sofa and seemed to be unphased by my earlier outburst. Maybe they liked that I called them hotties?

"Jamie baked cookies for you," Mother announced brightly.

"Thank you for baking, Jamie," said Kay merrily.

"You were the only boy in my home ec class, Jamie," added Tina in a friendly way.

"These are delicious," said Pamela sampling a sugar cookie and smiling.

I was beginning to feel like one of the girls and I loved it!

When we finished our tea and cookies Kay said, "We have something for you, Jamie."

Pamela presented me with a gift-wrapped clothing box. It was tied with a pretty yellow ribbon and bow.

"It's from all of us," she said. "We hope you like it."

Inside the box was an elegant Flora Nikrooz peignoir that set my heart on fire! The charmeuse shorty gown featured a sheer mesh bodice with crocheted floral appliques and adjustable straps. The matching satin robe had billowy embroidered lace sleeves and a cute ribbon belt at the waist.

"Oh my God!" I squealed. "Thank you, so much!"

"You're welcome," answered Pamela warmly.

"Won't you put it on so we can see?" asked Tina enthusiastically.

"Of course he will," Mother answered for me.

Mother led me to her bedroom where I changed into the gorgeous sleepwear.

"It's a bridal peignoir, Jamie. Maybe one of the girls wants to marry you," she teased.

"Oh, stop it Mother," I said with a giggle.

When we returned to the living room, the girls oohed and aahed at me.

"I could eat him up!" gushed Pamela.

I turned red as a beet but I loved their attention.

Then I sat in an upholstered chair and smoothed my gown. We all chatted amiably well into the evening. Tina shared fashion tips that she had learned while modeling and Pamela said that being prom queen was the biggest thrill of her life. Kay opened up with us about a passionate affair she'd had with a married man. I talked about my favorite styles of bras and panties. Finally, Mother observed that it was time for bed.

"We have a guest bedroom and Jamie's room. How shall we do this, girls?" she asked.

"Tina and Kay have boyfriends but I don't," observed Pamela. "So, I'll sleep with Jamie," she said happily.

My jaw dropped! I'd be sleeping with the prom queen!

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This story will be continued. I hope that you're enjoying it, and I'd love to hear from you.

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As mentioned at the start of this installment, here is a note about open bottom girdles. I'm posting this for sissies who may have questions about OBGs, especially what size to order.

I recently bought a sheer Rago firm control OBG and I love how it feminizes me. The tummy tamer panel and the stretchy inner contour bands give me a more girlish waistline. The hem of the lovely garment fits snuggly under my derriere and it firms my booty. I'm insecure about my body image, like many other Nancy boys, but this foundation makes me feel confident about my appearance.

As for sizing, my measurements are 38, 38, 38. The waist dimension indicates a size 4XL girdle, but my sissy hips are much smaller than a woman's. So, I ordered a Large which is four sizes smaller than the 4XL. I'm happy to report that it fits very well through my waist, hips and bottom.

I advise ordering a girdle that is smaller than your waist size would indicate. My sheer Rago girdle and most of the others that I've browsed have Lycra for two-way stretch. So, there's plenty of wiggle room.

I encourage other femboys to try OBGs. Many come with garter straps for your nylons and pretty embroidery on the tummy panel. I feel wonderfully ladylike when I wear my OBG and I think you will too!