A pair of girly pink panties!

As she digs into the closet, the sinking feeling in the pit of your stomach continues to grow. After a minute her face lights up with a cruel smile, letting you know shes found what she's look8ng for. Swiftly snatching something behind her back, she turns to face you.

"See Sammie, I've been watching you. You always were a soft, skinny little boy, and now that you're supposed to be a 'man', I think its time for you to accept who you REALLY are..." Emily Explains. As she finishes, she begins a slow, runway-model like strut toward you, making her firm nipples trace lazy circles above her small tits.

"See boi, I've always said to my girlfriends that you're waaay more girly than boyish, and to be completely honest I've always thought you would look better as a girl!" As she says this she reveals what she's holding: a pair of your sister's girly panties!

White and lacy, the soft material is almost see-through. A tiny cluster of flowers is embroidered flowers sits near the hem, and the back is so thin its almost like a thong. You feel your mouth go dry as you look at the tiny, feminine garment. It looks so innocent, yet sexual. Like the kind of thing a virgin teenage girl would wear. You open your mouth to protest, but Emily places a single manicured nail on your lips.

"Shhh... an adult is talking. I mean, just look at you. Look at this body." As she speaks she runs het petite hand down your soft pale body. As she descends she stops to tweak your nipples, drawing a soft mewl from you. She traces further down, feeling your side and hip before moving forward to caress your nearly nonexistent package. Her fingernails trace gently over the skin of your tiny cock between the bars of your restrictive cage. You whimper loudly, feeling a pulse of pain/pleasure shoot through your pathetic organ. You feel a drop of your clear sticky precum leak from your dick, which Emily smears across your cage with one finger.

You look up from her hand, to see your cousin cock her head and bat her eyes innocently. Despite her childish expression, the gleam in her eyes betrays her wicked thoughts.

"Come on Sammie, don't you remember the 'little game' we used to play? You remember how when we were both young you would play dress up with me and Addie?" You actually hadn't thought of those memories in years, but the realization that Emily still remembers dressing you in girly clothes and practicing makeup on you makes you shudder. Even then you used to protest, and your vehement denials any time since then made it totally clear that you didn't relish the humiliating experience.

"No... I've never..." You stutteringly try deny everything, but her playful eyes go hard as she quickly lowers her hand to grasp your swollen balls. Feeling her fingernails digging into your sensitive testicles is all the **** you need, and in a second you're nodding your confirmation to the memory. "Mmmhm... that's right. And don't pretend you didn't love every second of it! How else could we have convinced you to wear your Halloween costume?" She looks deep into your soul, giggling at the humiliating question.

You remember last halloween, when Adriana and Emily half cajoled and half **** you into Addi's skimpy two-part cheerleader uniform. That memory is probably your most embarrassing, especially when you recall how they took you out without warning, making you tag along to one of the popular people's Halloween parties. You still shudder to think of the laughing questions from the girls about when they'd see you at practice, and the wolf-like stares you'd caught from more than one of the football players. Everyone in school had spent the rest of the year making fun of you for your humiliating outing, and it was once of the main reasons you'd been so eager to finish school. The only consolation you'd had was that Maya and the rest of your friends were too out of the loop to be informed!

"Besides boi, don't you remember your promise to do ANYTHING I want? Well I want to see my wimpy white cousin dressed as a teenaged girl, so that's what you're going to do!" Youre very embarrassed, which she seems to take cruel delight in. From her intense eye contact and belittling smile, she obviously wants to maximize your humiliation.

Emily leans forward toward you, making you fall backwards over the end of the bed. Much to your surprise, she kisses you deeply for a second. You feel her shoft moist lips on yours, and the tip of her tongue begins to probe into your slightly open mouth. She takes advantage of your stoned state, and giggles as she pushes you backward onto the matress. You sit on the edge while she towers above you, her toned abs, pert breasts, and the barely concealed curve of her shapely hips makes you ache with desire in your chastity.

Emily leans forward, smiling and completely in control as she again reaches out and plays gently and teasingly with your balls and restrained penis. "Sammie with a tiny, girly clitty like this you definitely don't belong in boy clothes. I think we both know exactly what you need". As she speaks, she holds out the flimsy underwear to you.