My Sister Caught Me In Her Panties!

I was minding my own business when my sister burst into my

room accusing me of wearing her clothes. She said she had

noticed everything out of place and stains on her panties. I

denied it. It was true, but I was not going to tell her that.

"There is going to be hell to pay if you keep going into my

clothes little brother and doing your perverted little things.

I will catch you and prove it. Then you're mine!"

I had been Getting into her clothes for almost a week. I

liked the softness and the fantasy of pretending to be a girl.

I thought I had been quite careful in placing her clothes back

where I had found them. I knew my actions were a bit abnormal

but I enjoyed them and was not ready to give them up. I just

thought I would be even more careful in the future. I only

dressed in her clothes when I knew that I was alone in the house

and would have the time to fully explore my new world. A few

days later I once again ventured into her room. She and Mother

had gone for a day of shopping. Father was working and I was

left alone.

I took a bubble bath and then went into her room to slip on

her soft nylon and lace underwear. I pretended to be her

getting ready for a date. I had just put on a bra and matching

panties when the door burst open. She and Mother had returned

without notice. She had told Mother her suspicions, and they

parked the car down the road and walked back to the house to

catch me. They were sure I would give in to my desires inspite

of her warning me that she would be watching closely trying to

catch me in her room. Catch me they did!

"See Mother, I told you he was wearing my clothes, now what

do you say?"

"I see it but I still don't believe it. Well son, what do

you have to say for yourself? Can you explain why I find you

wearing a bra and panty set and looking in your sister's closet?"

I was shocked and could not respond quickly enough for her.

Finally I told her about my secret desires and curiosity. My

sister just laughed and said, "If he wants to be a girl, mother,

then lets dress him up and take him shopping with us and show

him what it is really like to be one."

"That sounds like a good idea, but first I want to call your

father and let him know what is going on and see what he has to

say."

She made the phone call while my sister and I stood by

waiting for all hell to break loose. Mother told him what they

had done and how they had found me. She also told him what I

had said to her as to why and how long I had been dressing as a

girl. We heard her discuss several forms of punishment and

lectures, but she emphasized what my sister had wanted to do to

me. She said it would be a good punishment to embarrass me that

way, but she felt that I deserved to face a bit more. He

apparently agreed with her. We were informed that I would be

spending the next week living as a girl. Mother said I needed

breasts to fill out my bra cups, and then went to her room and

returned with a box containing lifelike breast forms that my

sister had used a few years ago on Halloween to portray Marilyn

Monroe. The box also contained a special adhesive to attach

them to my chest. I found out they had some special electronic

circuitry which allowed the transfer of feeling and sensation to

be received in the persons own body. That is to say that

whatever the breast forms felt, the person felt. Mother

demonstrated this as she pinched the fake nipple and I felt it

in my own nipple and let out a scream. My mother and sister had

a good laugh. I was then informed that this adhesive was

permanent and could not be removed without a special solution

and that I would be remaining large breasted for the duration of

my punishment Mother had my sister get me an outfit to wear

shopping while she sat me down and applied a full array of

makeup including painting my toenails and fingernails a bright

pink. Linda pulled out a pink blouse and a white miniskirt for

me to wear. I was also given a pair of pantyhose to cover my

hairy legs. They discussed having me shave them, but decided to

wait until we returned home from the mall.

Mother also informed us that we would be stopping at the

beauty parlor where I would have my hair permed and dyed a

golden blonde. That was our first stop. The girls at the

beauty salon thought it was great that I was being punished as I

was. They delighted in their work as they covered my hair with

foul smelling goops and had me sit under the hair dryer for all

the world to see. I entered their shop with straight brown hair

and left with curly blonde hair. They had also waxed the hair

on my legs off. You talk about pain, that was excruciating.

The only thing good about it was the way the nylon felt against

the hairless legs. It felt wonderful and sent shivers

throughout my body. Our next stop was a jewelers where several

pieces of jewelry were purchased including earrings. These were

all for pierced ears. since my ears were not pierced they

offered to pierce them for me. Mother asked them to put two

holes in each ear as was the style of the day. They gladly

obliged her and I left with diamond studs in each of the top

holes and large dangling crosses in the lower holes. Our next

stop was Frederick's of Hollywood. There I tried on different

lingerie to get my correct size and they purchased underwear and

nightgowns for me. I asked why all the clothes and effort for

only a week as a girl for my punishment. "I have two reasons my

dear, Valerie Lynn. One, you need to see what shopping is all

about for a woman and why we love it so. Look at all the

choices we've gone through and we've only selected your

accessories and underwear. We have so much more to try on and

look at. Secondly, a week is only the tentative plan, we will

be discussing the full punishment when your father gets home

this evening and gets a good look at his new daughter and sees

how feminine you really are. I think we may know now why you

never hung around with the boys or played sports. There is just

too much girl in you. You are better suited to become a

cheerleader than a player. Come along now, Valerie, we have a

lot more shopping to go."

My sister was laughing hysterically at Mother's comments and

the use of a feminine name for me. We were both told that if I

had been born a girl then I would have been named Valerie Lynn

and that since I was now a girl that I should answer to that

name since it was more fitting for me than Richard James.

Mother declared that I was not man enough to have a masculine

name any longer and that I would have to earn the right to be

called by a masculine name in the future after the punishment

period was over. "By putting on your sister's clothes you have

given up all your rights to being treated as a man or to have a

man's name. In the future you may be given the right to wear

male clothing again, but I will still call you Valerie Lynn

until you prove to me that you are a man and I will tell you

that it will be difficult for me to give you back that status as

a son. You are a daughter to me from now on."

This brought me to tears. they both agreed that the tears

only proved even more how feminine I was since boys aren't

supposed to cry and I was crying so easily over nothing. To

them it was nothing. To me it was everything. Mother dried my

tears and retouched up my makeup and then took me into a dress

shop. I must have tried on every different outfit in the store.

We made our purchases and then moved on to a shoe store. She

bought flats, sneakers and several pairs of high heels to go

with the outfits they had selected for me. Our next stop was a

department store where after modeling several different outfits,

they selected a couple bathing suits, one of which was a bikini,

a jogging outfit and an aerobics outfit. It was now time for

lunch so Mother decided we would eat at the Burger King inside

the mall. Disaster struck when we met two of Susan's friends

there. They came over to us to see who the new girl was. They

laughed hysterically when they were introduced to her sister

Valerie Lynn. They knew she had a brother and were quickly told

of the reasons I was now a girl. They sat with us and

deliberately kept drawing me into their conversation about some

of the boys at school and trying to get me to go out on a date

with their younger brother. Mother joined in by encouraging me

to do it for the experience of it. I was so upset I couldn't

eat my burger or fries. I was so embarrassed and humiliated.

Their brother came over to the table also about that time to

tell them their mother was ready to leave. They introduced him

to me and asked him if he would like to take me to the movies

that night. He had only gone on one other date in his life and

jumped at the opportunity to have a date with a girl he thought

was as pretty as they had made me. In other words, he couldn't

take his eyes off the breasts they had given me and wanted a

chance at them. It was done in such a way as to leave me no

choice but to go out with him. I had never been on a date of

any kind and Mother knew it as she told him what time I would be

ready to go out and where our house was. He thought I was

really a girl and I wondered if anyone was going to tell him the

truth or what he was going to expect from me. I didn't know how

to act on a date as a boy let alone be a girl.

I wondered what my father was going to say about all this. I

still feared facing him this evening as well. I had so many

thoughts running through my mind at this time I was actually

feeling a bit dizzy. Mother asked the girls if they would like

to continue shopping with us and she said they could tell their

mother they would get a ride home later. They had their brother

deliver the message. Their mother came back with their brother

to talk with my mother since they had been good friends and she

was surprised to hear her son had a date with her younger

daughter. She knew that her youngest child was a boy. Mother

introduced her to me and told her about my punishment and why

and how the girls had come up with the idea of me going on a

date with her son. The secret was now in the open and I hoped

the date would get called off. He was asked about it now that

he knew the truth. I almost died when he said he would still

take me on the date. He said noone else would realize I was not

a girl unless they were told. He said I was pretty as a girl

and that the other boys would be jealous to think he could go

out with someone this pretty and that had such large tits. He

said it was an opportunity to increase his popularity, and now

that my secret was known I would have to do whatever he wanted

short of having sex to keep my secret from spreading all around

town. He said it would be fun to kiss me in front of some of

his friends or cop a feel of my tits for them to see. Everyone

laughed at his comments and gave their approval for him to use

me that way. The date was on and I was humiliated even more

knowing that he was right when he said he could blackmail me

into doing anything for him. I would be his first easy date.

He and his mother soon left and I was taken by my mother and the

other girls into several more shops before we returned home. We

were all laden down with packages to carry into the house and

take into my room. My sister's friends commented on the fact

that my room looked too masculine for a girl. Mother agreed and

asked them if they would like to help redecorate it more

appropriately. they didn't have to be asked twice. They

immediately went to work. I was forced to help them as well.

My Cindy Crawford poster was the first thing taken down from the

wall and thrown in the trash. My astronomy posters were next.

My sheets and curtains were changed to pink from blue. Mother

sent me to get several trash bags from the kitchen while they

made my bed and hung the new curtains. I held open a trash bag

as Mother opened my closet and tossed all my male clothing into

it telling me I would have to earn the right to get them back.

She had my sister empty all the drawers in my dresser and do the

same with the clothes in them. My closet and drawers were then

refilled with all the new clothes we had purchased at the mall

that day. The bags were then carried to the attic and locked in

a trunk that only Mother had a key to. She then instructed my

sister to go through all the laundry hampers to make sure they

had removed all the clothes. Meanwhile, her friends continued

redecorating my room. They replaced my posters with pictures of

soap opera hunks and put several issues of Seventeen on my night

stand. My models were replaced with several of my sister's

stuffed animals. My desk was turned into a vanity when they

took everything off the top of it, added a lighted mirror and

spread all my new cosmetics out on it.

The final touches came to my room when they replaced my clown

lamp with my sister's ballerina lamp. My mother then told the

girls that I needed to change to get ready for my date and to

meet my father. She thanked them for their help and then drove

them home. I was left in my sisters hands to get ready. She

had me remove all the clothes I had been wearing of hers and

follow her to the bathroom. She said it was time to finish what

they had started at the beauty parlor. she then produced a

bottle of depilatory and spread it on my arms, underarms, and

chest. It began to itch in only a few minutes. She placed a

shower cap over my hair to protect it from damage then had me

shower and wash away what hair was left below my neck. She had

me towel dry and then covered me with a perfumed talc. I was

then brought back to my room to dress for the evening. She had

me wear a black lace bra and panty set, a full satin slip, a

pair of sheer pantyhose, a short black dress and black pumps

with three inch heels. I then sat at my vanity to apply my

makeup while Susan talked me through its application. It took

several attempts to get it to look right. She then had me add

the appropriate accessories to complete my outfit. We then went

into the den to watch television and await Mother and Father's

return. After dropping the girls off Mother picked up Father at

the train depot.

Father looked me over carefully and had me turn around a

couple times for him. He was astounded by how much I really

looked like a girl. He said I could pass for a real girl

easily. He also said I should try entering a beauty contest. I

looked that good to him. Mother just laughed at the way he

talked to me. She could see that he agreed with her and that I

had truly become their daughter now. Father then asked me to

explain my side of the story. I told him the same story I had

told Mother. He then wanted to know what I thought they should

do to me. It was now my turn to get a question answered. What

is so wrong about me dressing as a girl out of curiosity in

privacy? I was then informed that I had violated several trusts

and crossed the line of normalcy. The first insurrection was

violating my sister's privacy by entering her room without her

permission and rummaging through her things. This they said was

the main reason for my punishment. They then told me about boys

being boys and girls being girls and how I had stepped out of

the bounds of my assigned gender. In light of today's outlook

on human sexuality they said that was only a minor infraction

and that they hoped by keeping me as a girl for a week and

subjecting me to some humiliation would help me resolve the

conflict within me and assist me in understanding the gender

dysphoria I was experiencing. Since there was only one more day

of school before the summer vacation, They said it would be up

to me if I stayed home or not but that it would be an earned

privilege. My sister said that they should make me go to school

as a girl and not give me a choice. She added that it would not

affect me much as it was traditionally opposites day at school.

This is a day when the boys are expected to dress as girls.

"She will only be in trouble because of how pretty she looks as

a girl. She will be teased a little for that and no more."

This made my parents reconsider, but the only thing that

changed was a higher criteria for staying home. I was going to

be required to do all the woman's work for the entire weekend.

I was also going to have to do my share during the week as well.

They said my staying home privileges hinged on how well I

performed as a girl over the weekend. They did tell me that I

was doing just fine so far. Father added that he thought this

date I was going on was a good idea and that I should behave

like a proper young lady and try to please my date without

compromising my virginity or my reputation. He expected me to

kiss him and hug him and that was about it. He said he had been

told that I was going to be used and have to let him rub my

breasts in public but that he expected me to limit it and to

maintain a certain amount of dignity and decorum so as not to

tarnish the family name. As he was lecturing me, the doorbell

rang. It was Tommy to pick me up for my big date. He greeted

me with a kiss which made everyone in the room let out with an,

"oh, isn't that sweet!" He informed my mother and father that

he was taking me to dinner at a nice Italian restaurant in town

followed by a movie and then desert at a local ice cream parlor.

The ice cream parlor is the local teen hangout. This would be

my greatest challenge of the night. Dinner was delicious, and

Tommy surprised me by being understanding and a pleasant

conversationalist. I actually found myself enjoying his

company. He opened doors for me and held my hand as we walked

to the theater. I liked being treated this way. I was

beginning to accept myself as a girl. We saw Disney's Beauty

and the Beast. Before we went to the ice cream parlor, Tommy

took me for a walk through the park. We found a quiet spot

where Tommy decided he wanted to kiss me. I not only let him,

I responded to him. It felt natural and I found that I liked

it. I felt so confused by that fact. It was at this time he

took his first feel of my breasts. The electronics were working

fine and I felt every sensation. I did not know how to respond

to the feelings that were generated within me. My cock jumped

from the sensations as well. I was glad he did not linger there

or continue to cause such sexual desire in me. I'm not sure if I

could have resisted the urge to respond. We did meet several of

his friends at the ice cream parlor as expected. He introduced

me as Valerie Lynn and said I had just come to town. Several of

them began asking me to go on dates with them. I turned them

down, but kind of felt regret in doing so. Tommy sat next to me

in one of the booths. He draped his arm over my shoulder and

once in a while, when he knew someone was watching, let his hand

brush against my breast. I looked down and was shocked to see

that my nipples had enlarged and were visible through the blouse

my sister had given me to wear. I could do nothing to hide

them. I simply blushed from my embarrassment. I also knew that

the other boys were jealous of Tommy as they thought that not

only was I pretty but that I was easy.

I was glad when it was time to go home. Tommy again held my

hand as we walked. He took the detour through the park once

more. We stopped to kiss for a few minutes, and surprisingly to

talk. "I have enjoyed my date with you Valerie. I know it was

all supposed to be for fun, but I liked being with you as a

girl. You are easy to talk to and we can talk about anything.

I liked the way we could joke and I even like the way you kiss.

Can we go out again sometime? I would really like to."

"I enjoyed myself too, Tommy. I can't explain it any better

than you can. I liked being able to talk so openly and freely.

I liked having doors opened for me, and feeling like a girl with

you. I would like to say yes to another date, but I don't think

you would want to after I am exposed at school on Monday. They

are going to make me go as a girl. Everyone is going to know

about me and I'm afraid they will laugh at you too if you

continue to date me. I still hope we can be friends in the

future though."

"I'll turn gay if I have to and I don't care what anyone

says. we'll stay friends, and even go out if the opportunity

presents itself."

With that he drew me into his arms and gave me a very

powerful and passionate kiss. His tongue found its way into my

mouth. We held the kiss for a few minutes until we needed some

air. We both knew it was time to head home, and sadly began to

walk in that direction. We kissed once more on the doorstep as

we said goodnight. He waited until I was safely inside before

he left to go home. My father, mother and sister were all

waiting as I came in to hear all the details of my first date.

None of them acted surprised when I told them how much I had

enjoyed it. They did tell me that while I was on the date they

discussed my punishment and things for me to do and experience

during it. They were going to show me no mercy. The run down

on my agenda was:

1.) Housework

2.) Slumber Party

3.) Church

4.) Visit Grandparents

5.) Baby-sit for Aunt Mary and Uncle Robert

6.) School?

7.) Arcade

8.) Dance

9.) Amusement Park

10.) Beach Day

11.) Sewing Lessons

12.) Aerobics Class

13.) Girl Scout Meeting

14.) Sun Bathing

15.) Baby Shower

16.) Shopping

17.) Dating

18.) Cooking Lessons

19.) Wedding

20.) Old Home Days Parade

They had everything planned for the next week and were

considering even more. I was told how to remove my makeup and

dress for bed. Mother came in to say goodnight and tell me what

to wear in the morning to do the housework in. "Goodnight,

Valerie Lynn."

My first day as a girl was finally at an end. I am not sure

what the future holds, but I'll write more as the time goes by.

Sincerely,

Valerie Lynn Mitchell