Too much talking before breakfast

The phone rang, it just kept on ringing. On the second ring Megan opened her eyes in her still dark bedroom and just looked up at the ceiling. She hardly registered the third ring, but on the fourth she rolled over and answered as she saw the time on the bedside clock radio. It was just past six thirty in the morning and that meant she got very few hours of sleep. “Meg she is gone, I mean he is gone! Iwenttoherroomandnoonewasthere!” Megan pulled the phone away from her ear and took a deep breath in and out before going back to her little sister. “Amanda, slow down, put spaces between your words.” Jesus she had a lot of energy, but it was probably just pantic setting in, but damn it was early. “Now what are you talking about before the sun comes up?” There was no response right away from the other end of the phone, but she was sure she could hear Amanda’s bare feet pacing on her tile floor. “Okay, okay. You know Bailey and I fought last night and it got heated. Meg I sent her to her room like she… “ Amanda let out a long sigh. “I have been thinking of Bailey as a girl all week and last night I treated him like a child and sent him to the guest bedroom and when I went to check on him in the morning. I wasn’t even going to wake him up, I know how he loves to sleep in. I just, I just..” Megan could hear her sister battling back tears. “I know little sister, you were just checking on him.” Megan had barley finished her sentence when Amanda cut in. “Yes, but he was not there! Megan, he left me!”

The words hit her like a ton of bricks, Bailey really had just up and left, abandoning her sister. The little shit was trying to escape a prison of femininity and on one level she understood him feeling the need to flee, since he knew fighting wouldn’t work, but the way he did it would not only destroy Amanda’s career it would wound her deeply and she was hearing that in her voice now. “Amanda no! Bailey didn’t leave you.” Megan kicked herself for not texting her sister to tell her something, but she also didn’t expect a call before the fucking sun rose either. “Megan he did! He is gone! No note, nothing…” Megan sat up on her bed and planted her feet on the plush area rug she had under her bed. “Amanda, stop and listen. Bailey is here with me, he was going to text you in the morning so that you got some sleep, he was afraid if he tried talking to you last night the two of you would fight some more.” That stopped Amanda from going off, she was silent on the other end, not even the sound of her pacing anymore, but she could also imagine her blue eyes being blood shot and red. “He is? Why would he be with you?”

Things were now getting under control and she was going to use this as an opportunity to sadly make the little shit look good, but also trap him in his little high heeled role to protect her sister. “Bailey called me last night and said how much he hurt you. If he was talking about anyone but you I would have thought him pathetic for crying. He said he needed to make this up to you and then asked for my help to make sure he could pull this off.” Standing up Megan stretched her back and pivoted left to right till she heard a healthy pop, while she waited on Amanda to process all of that. She had never been above lying to get what she wanted, but when it came to her sister she tried to only do it to protect her. “He really said that? My Bailey is going to keep up the charade?” Megan continued her morning ritual of getting the kinks out of her body, she liked to do some morning exercise to stay in shape. She felt a little twinge of pain, and she thought about getting older sucked and how today she was going to need the help of a B12 shot to have the energy to make it through a day like today. “He did, and you know the two of us are still working on getting along, so you know this is big. Bailey is going to spend the weekend with me and I will get everything sorted out. When you come pick up your daughter Sunday night you will find her happily wrapping her arms around you, her mother and ready to fool the world. He seemed **** to play this role, but…” She let her words trail off. “But what?” Amanda asked with concern and it brought a little smile to Megan’s face at the thought of what she was about to say. “I don’t know, it just kinda seemed ****. I don’t know, I’m honestly exhausted so don’t put too much weight in my words. It is just like when someone, ah,, that saying about protesting too much.”

“Wait, are you saying Bailey wants to pretend to be a girl? Like he is transgender or something?” Megan plopped back down on her bed and this time happily looked up at the ceiling and the fan that spun above her. “I don’t know anything about all that, but I know the arrogant Bailey I knew sure wouldn’t have asked me to get his belly button pierced. Gain of salt little sis, grain of salt. Consider the source, I would rather see you have kicked his lazy ass to the curb a year ago and I wasn’t afraid to say it either.” The problems between her and Bailey were mostly because of his attitude, well before she caught him cheating on Amanda and everything else she had found out. “You always have been critical of Bailey, but you can’t deny what he is doing for me now, and I know you see that or you wouldn’t be helping so much. Meg.. thank you, I mean it. Bailey being willing is only one problem of a mountain of them. Let Bailey sleep, but then I think I will come over and we can end off of this or try to figure a way for it to end without ending my career somehow. If Bailey acted perfect it still would not work out, come Tuesday Candi will want to go get her drivers license and we will have to come up with a reason why Bailey isn’t allowed.” Megan had already considered that problem and knew it wouldn’t be a real issue. “No, you are not coming over today. Today Bailey is spending time with her favorite Aunt and you can pick her up tomorrow night and then we'll talk all of this through. You will go about your weekend like everything is normal and say Bailey is staying with me while she is sick. If anyone asks why, just say your daughter knows how busy you are and I was willing to watch over her.”

“But..” Megan cut her sister off before she got more than a word out. “No buts, do as big sister says for once. I have it all covered, okay?” A few heartbeats of silence later and Amanda spoke up again. “Okay, but I feel like you get your way alot.” Megan smiled at memories of them as kids, Megan telling her what to do and her sister telling her she wasn’t in charge of her or running off to tell their mom how she was being bossy again. “Maybe you're right, but today all I’m trying to do is help.” She could practically hear the smile on her little sisters lips and knew she would be getting a hug at that second if they were close by. “Okay, just ask Bailey to reach out to me today, I want to apologize for what I said, I know he didn’t mean what he said to me.” With a few more words and a farewell Megan was free from the phone and was off to start her day. After a quick shower she put on a robe to go into her kitchen and administer a shot of the red liquid B12, before going back to her room and getting dressed. Today she wore a pair of tight capri jeans, an off the shoulder yellow frilly blouse and a pair of platform espadrille sandals with a cute knot at the top of black fabric. She loved the blouse, and how her capri’s hugged her curves. The shoes were not something she would wear on a day like today, but she wanted to add extra height today. She already towered over Bailey by four inches, but today it would be more like eight.

It was half an hour past seven when Megan stood over Bailey while he slept, still holding on to the teddy bear. It was precious, but it was also time for the little twerp to wake up. She sat down on the bed and ran her fingers through Bailey’s’ hair. “Pumpkin, time to wake up.” She said the words sweetly and continued to run her hands through Bailey’s golden hair that faded to platinum. “Time to wake up, little one.” She watched as his eyes fluttered open and she didn’t stop moving her hands through his long locks. It took a moment or two, but then she saw the recognition as he swatted her hand away and sat up in bed. He was still wearing the A cup bra she had put him to bed in. “Don’t fucking touch me!” He yelled at her. “That is strike one today, and I promise you that punishments will not be pleasant.” She said in a calm voice. Something about the threat must have gotten through to him or suddenly reminded him of his predicament. Looking down at his chest he pulled the covers up. “Bailey dear, I am going to tell you how this is going to go and at the end of me explaining it you will have a decision to make. Walk out of this house or to stay, that is it.” She waited a second for him to interrupt or throw another insult, but the still obviously tired Bailey stayed quiet. “This weekend you are going to be punished for what you did, you are going to go through some much needed training on how to be a better girl. You will follow along with the lesson plan and when it is all done your Mommy is going to come pick you up. You are going to tell her how much you love her and how you are ready to spend the summer with her. She is going to believe this is all your idea. After you get cleaned up I will have you dressed in the same out as last night and if you do not want to stay, you will be free to go at that time. You will be given your backpack, President Bear and Emily and you will be allowed to go and do whatever you want.”

Bailey was never one to wake up early or wake up quickly and the bitch was throwing a lot at him at once. He vaguely recalled seeing himself look like a child last night in the mirror and he knew his debit card wasn’t working for whatever reason. Without ID and looking the way he did there was no way a bank was going to talk to him about his account. He could try walking to payphone and call Chuck, but what would he say about the way he looked and.. He realized he didn’t know his phone number, he didn’t memorize any numbers. He would be out on the street and with his luck be picked up by the police and brought back here or to Mandy. Fuck they might put him in jail if they believed him on who he was for the prostitute thing or give him over to child protective services if they didn’t believe him. He needed his money if he had any chance of getting away and for that he would need to talk to the bank. “I have nowhere to go..” He said in a small voice, it was true and while he said it to let Megan think she had won the words echoed in him and it hurt. “Not true at all, you will be staying here with your favorite Aunt and after we have a bunch of fun you can go back to your Mommy. Now doesn’t that sound good?” Bailey nodded a little, wishing he could just slide back under the covers and go back to sleep and hopefully wakeup on the other side of the nightmare that was his recent life.

Helping him out of bed Megan took Bailey by the hand to the guest bathroom and shut the door behind them. Letting go of his hand she turned the faucets on and plugged the drain of the tub before adding in a Lavender Rose bath soak. When she turned back around to look at Bailey she tilted her head to the side like she was questioning what she was looking at before smiling and taking a step toward him. “Come on now little lady, take your clothes off, time to give you a bath.” Bailey took three quick steps backwards till his back hit the door. “Ahh.. I can do that on my own I don’t need your help!” Megan stopped and crossed her arms under her impressive chest. “Well if you say so, alright you do that and soak in the tub. I will be back shortly.” Neighbor of the two moved, just stood there looking at one another. Tired of this little contest and just plain tired she grabbed his wrist and pulled him past her so she could get to the door. “I know you are a ditz Bailey, but you had to know you were blocking the door. Silly girl.” With that little jab at his ego she left him to himself. Pulling down the girls underwear, he still had to admit they were more comfortable than his boxers, but even though there was a lot more material and nothing going up his ass crack, they felt worse. The little cartoon characters covering the underwear made him feel smaller like a child again and it wasn’t a feeling he enjoyed. The bra was easier to get off then the ones he had been wearing recently, one good thing he supposed. Though when he looked down and saw the are around his nipple being larger and the skin bulging up with what looked like tiny breasts he hated it. All this girly shit and on top of it he was having some sort of allergic reaction to the bonding agent for the breast forms that made it look like he had small breasts of his own. They were even sensitive like he would expect from a swollen area. With a huff he climbed into the hot water and tried to relax with the pleasant if not girly aroma.

“Alright let’s get you clean.” The voice startled Bailey as he opened his eyes. Standing over the tub is the giantess Megan wearing an apron and rubber dish gloves. He figured he must have fallen asleep, but considering the water hadn’t cooled off much it couldn’t have been long. Though he didn’t recall turning off the faucet and wondered how long she had been watching him naked in the water. He didn’t really understand what she meant until she got down on her knees next to the tub and pulled out a bristled scrub brush. “Megan, I’m fine… I don’t need your help. You can get out.” The words were less of a command and more of a plea from his panicked mind. “Don’t be silly, I’m here to help you all weekend.” She said as she pushed him forward and started to scrub hard on his back. “Oww.. stop, that hurts!” She didn’t stop vigorously brushing him. “I am exfoliating your skin Bailey, now stop fighting me or I will consider this strike two.” He didn’t stop fighting, even after she declared it was his second strike. So she stood up and pulled the naked man with her. She quickly turned the scrub brush over in her hand and swatted his ass three times rapidly. The sudden **** looked to have knocked the fight out of him, but she gave him one more before letting go. “Now sit your ass down missy so we can get you clean and ready for your day!” Fists to her hips she watched as Bailey fought back tears and sat back down gingerly into the scented water.

When the scrubbing was done and just about every surface of Bailey’s skin was red she started to wash him gently. At one point her hand was down at his crotch. Bailey let out a gasp as she cleaned the area, she had easily pushed his hand away and he quit his resistance when her blue eyes looked into his daring him to continue. "Hmm." She said before pulling her hand out and removing the rubber glove. He wasn't sure ejat she was doing, but he quickly found out when her fingers wrapped around his already semi hard member. All the touching had done amber in him, with his lack of release and all the stimulation. He was sure he would have cum into his panties more than once from how touchy Feely Candi was and all the soft clothes if it wasn't for the pills Megan had given him, but his dick definitely had a mind of its own. Megan was… well Bailey would honestly love to fuck the blonde woman, if she kept her bitch mouth shut, bur he did not want to be getting turned on as she bathed him. "Seems someone is happy to see me." She said as she caressed him slowly before starting to give him a hand job. "Tell Bailey, do you want to cum?" God he did and she could see he did, there was no reason to lie. "I do… I really do." He felt her continue as she leaned in close to the side of his head and whispered. "Tell me you want cum." Bailey closed his eyes just feeling her touch him under the scented water. "Ahh.. mmmm, I want to cum." Her hand stopped moving, but hadn’t let go. "No, tell me you want cum, not that you want to cum." His eyes opened and looked Megan in the eye and then swallowed hard. He didn't need to cum that badly did he? When he looked back down to himself in her grasp he felt her kiss his neck, once, twice, three times. Each kiss moved closer to his ear. "Tell me you want to swallow a big load of cum from your friend Chuck, or even that boy August." She whispered again as she started to pull his dick some more, but slowly. Bailey bit his bottom lip wishing he had more will power. "I wish I could swallow August's cum, I wish I had him in my mouth." Bailey's breathing was increasing and felt ready to add another ingredient to the water when Megan's hand vanished from the water. "But I thought.." He said looking to Megan as she stood up and wagged her finger at him. He felt embarrassed, then ashamed, knowing he really had tasted August’s seed. "Ditzy girls like you aren't good at thinking, best leave that to others. Now it's time to get out of your bath pumpkin." Bailey looked down to his erect manhood and then up to his torturer. "Could I have a few minute's to umm, take care of this?" Mwgan pulled off the other rubber glove and gave two shakes of her head. "No and I I think for a second you are going to try without approval I will use the glue from the breast forms on your tuck kit." Bailey gave an involuntary whimper at the thought, before standing up.

Megan helped pat Bailey dry before applying a few creams to his body and wrapping the towel around his body. She didn't say a word, but he knew she wanted him to follow her back into Becky's room. In there he found the horrible outfit from last night with all of the pinkness waiting for him in the bed. "First take this." She said pointing to a set of four pills on the dresser and a glass of water. "Two of the pills to help with your election problem, unless you think you will need more, and two of whatever you had in the other bottle. What are those exactly?" Bailey thought about her threat to practically bond the strip that would crush his privates to his body and swallowed hard. "Maybe a few more, just in case and ahhh those are from Candi to help keep my energy up. I'm like really really tired, maybe I can have a few more of those too." Megan put a few more pills on the dresser and took another hard look at the ones Candi had provided him. With no label it was impossible to tell what they were, she would have to speak to the teen to find out. “I’m going to go make breakfast, you get dressed and don’t forget to tuck your male bits away.” Bailey turned to watch her go, appreciating the jeans she chose to wear and how nicely the shoes were helping the view before turning to look at what he had to put on. Letting out a groan he quickly moved to the door to stick his head out in the hallway. “Aunt Megan, these are little girls clothes… thats so much worse…” Megan stopped in her tracks and came back to stand over Bailey. “Big girls don’t run away, if you are not a big girl, that means you are a little one. You will wear what you are told and if you are a good little girl we can see about allowing you to wear the sexy clothes you love so much. If you are bad though I swear Bailey I will put you in a diaper and **** feed you a diuretic. Clear?” Sheepishly Bailey nodded. “Yes ma’am.”

After pulling on the overalls Bailey looked at himself in the mirror attached to the dresser and frowned. This was not good, but he knew the witch would follow through on her threat. He had an uneasy feeling as he watched himself in the mirror put his hair into pigtails with the cheap hair bobbles. With a grown he put both hands in top of the dresser and averted his eyes. I can do this, just need to get my phone from her before noon so I can talk to the bank. Play along and once they remove whatever lock is in his debit card he can get out of here. With his eyes closed Bailey started nodding to work himself up. Opening his eyes he looked at himself again and frowned before looking away again. He wasn't sure if he was supposed to wait to be called or if he should go. But after a moment he decided the bossy woman would have said if she wanted him to come out when he was done.

Bailey looked back to the bed and considered closing his eyes and getting a few more minutes of sleep, but that could also mean not hearing his oppressor when she beckoned. So instead he busied himself by looking through the nic nacs on Becky's dresser. One that caught his attention was a softball that had writing all around it. Picking it up he noticed it was all numbers that made little sense. Putting that down he picked up a small picture frame that read Rebecca & Isabella. The photo inside was one of Becky when she was a senior in high-school, her dark hair she inherited from her father was cut into a style similar to the woman in the movie pulp fiction and with her a Latino looking girl with long dark hair, thick pillowy red lips, a beauty mark on the side of her chin and a pair of tits that looked massive in her tiny frame. If he had time to himself picturing the two of them together. Feeling himself start to get hard again Bailey squeezed his legs together for a moment trying to calm down and think of unsexy thoughts. Sitting in the bed he didn't even consider how he naturally sat with his knees together as he waited.

It felt as if the seconds dragged on into hours before Megan appeared in the door way. "Time for breakfast pumpkin, grab Emily and follow." Bailey was happy to follow, but had no idea who Emily was and now that he thought about it she said that name earlier didn't she? "Umm Aunt Megan. Who is Emily? The name was vaguely familiar. " Megan laughed and pointed to the doll she bought him the night before. "You were up to late last night. Way past your bedtime, but I thought you would remember your dolls name. Take her and carry her proper." He was sure she didn't miss the scowl on his face, but she didn't say a word as he followed directions and held the toy doll in his arms as if it was a real baby and followed Megan to the kitchen. Waiting for them was a plate with half a grape fruit and a small helping of cottage cheese. "Is… is that what I'm eating?" He asked with dread. He hated cottage cheese. "I don't have any of your diet shakes and it is what I eat to help stay in shape. Don't you think I look good?" He was not going to fall for a simple trap, so he planted a big smile in his face. "Aunt Megan you are always beautiful, just like Mommy." She seemed happy enough with the answer and took a seat. While Bailey followed suit he stared at his plate instead of digging in. "Oh Bailey, I'm sure Emily would like some to. Why don't you feed her."

Taking a spoon full of the cottage cheese he moved it to the dolls mouth. "Open wide Emily, eat up so you can be pretty like Aunt Megan when you grow up." Touching the spoon to the dolls mouth he moved it to his own and wished he hadn't put so much on it as he put the horrible white stuff in his mouth.