GRABBING THE RING!
"Lets put them on," he suggested. I don't remember what I said, but
within a minute we had dropped our short pants and pulled on
the pettis, then helped each other with the dresses. Mine was pink, of course, with a big bow tied in the back. We laughed and pranced, posed and teased each other, then very quietly he lifted his up and I remember him exposing himself, small and hard. I did
the same. Right then his sister came running down the stairs, but stopped and froze as soon as she saw us.
"You guys are gonna get it!!" and she ran up. We hurriedly tried to undress,
but being young and scared, of course we weren't able to, and here came his
"What are you two doing??? I can't believe this!!! I ought to make you walk down the street and show everyone what you are... Sissies!!"
Well she didn't, she took the dresses off us, made us put our own clothes on, and sent me home. I worried for days about what might happen, but nothing did.
They moved out a few months later.
I didn't know then what an impact that would make. When I began exploring my femme side more fully, I always liked the frillier things, the more femme the better. Now I'm a full fledged petti freak, with three big square dance pettis, a 60 and two 80s!! I
love having all of them on, and I fondly remember being caught, and her threat. Only today, I would gladly parade down the street in pettis, heels and wig!!
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