Pink Lace panties

Arnold gasped as Stephanie held up a pair of pink lace panties. They had little white frill trims making them look extra girly much to Arnold’s dismay.

The girls all giggled as Stephanie slipped the pair of panties on him. They fit perfectly, his little penis tucked away hardly noticeable.

“Instead of the nude punishment,” Stephanie said. “We’re going to go a different direction. You’ll be required to use the opposite gender bathrooms and lockers. Your entire wardrobe is going to change too. You’re going to go through a sissy punishment not to be confused with transgenderism. You’ll be humiliated and treated like a sissy. You’ll wear women’s only clothes. No gender neutral, no masculine clothes.”

Arnold gasped. “No. No, please.”

“And you’ll even have an alternative name,” Stephanie said.

“A d-different n-name?” Arnold gasped.

“That’s right. Angela,” Stephanie said. “You can be called Angela, Angie, or Ana. I’m sure the girls will pick their favorites.”

Stephanie reached into the bag for the next piece pulling out a small A cup bra. It matched the panties. Arnold was forced to put it on. Unfortunately it filled out much better than Arnold wanted.