Scene 6

Scene 6

A few weeks had passed and as time went on Aaron found himself becoming more and more paranoid. At school he wore the white cotton panties Eve had gotten him, bringing his personal collection of panties to out number his boxers or it would if he had possession of them. He would have made himself a complete shut in if that was a possibility, but between going to school, doing his older sister's chores along with his own, having to include Dot when he played any video games and reading to her every night it just wasn’t possible. Him doing all the laundry for himself and his sisters did at least afford him the ability to keep his underwear situation under control. That and it being cooler out gave him a good reason to never be caught without pants and reveal his legs. The shaving thing had turned into a full feminine beauty routine that he was not enjoying… or so he told himself.

Everyday before bed he would go to the bathroom and wipe down his face with what his sister said was an oil based makeup remover, before wetting cotton pads. He was to pat it on his skin for a few skins before slowly moving it around in a circular motion, having to be careful to not use what she called unnecessary pressure and to not drag his skin downwards, because it could cause sagging. Him arguing that he didn’t need to remove makeup, because he wasn’t wearing any only smiles that made him feel uncomfortable. Then he washed his face with a specific hydrating cleanser, he wouldn’t tell Eve this but the smell of it was actually a bit calming. Then she had him put on toner, something he thought was makeup, but according to Eve and the information on the little white and silver bottle it closed pores, tightens cell gaps and offered a layer of protection to his skin. Then it was time for treatment time where Eve would constantly complain about how lucky he was to have clear skin before going into how he can always save himself some trouble down the line by using vitamin C cream that she said would brighten up his skin, whatever that meant. The nightly routine wasn’t even over at that point, she was having him use a cream around his eyes after that to help his supposedly **** skin from daily stressors that can lead to premature aging and then almost lastly was time to moisturize, not just his face, but also his body. It was a lot… and still twice a week she had him do one more step by doing what she called a little self care indulgence with a face mask for ten minutes. It was exhausting, something she just said was part of being a properly pampered good girl.

Today thankfully was a weekend, that meant no school and didn’t have to feel a bunch of anxiety when around his stepmom and dad. At any moment he was worried they would see that he was wearing panties or the necklace was always around his neck would be visible. At least for one day he didn't have to worry about his friends, classmates and parents as the latter were off going to the farmers market, running errands and taking Dot to a pumpkin patch that had a corn maze. They had asked if he wanted to come and were incredibly happy they didn’t **** him to, knowing it would have been his job to keep track of the young girl. Reading with her hadn’t been so bad, she liked it when he used different voices for characters, and would often go into a fit of giggles when he tried to make his voice deep for the villains. Having a seven year old laugh and while not openly mocking him for not being able to speak in a baritone voice, he could still feel it and it didn't’ feel great, that and reading children’s books wasn’t exactly how he wanted to spend his time.

Wearing a canary yellow set of his lace panties, Eve insisting he refer to them as his, were put on today, this pair didn’t have any stains on them, something that was becoming rarer as time went on. He covered them with some black jeans and a navy blue long sleeved shirt that he knew wouldn’t rise too high if he held up his arms. Aaron made his way to the large farmhouse open style kitchen that his stepmom insisted they renovate the house to have, he was considering what to make when he heard someone clear their throat from behind. “Morning Eve.” He said nonchalantly, as he opened the door to the refrigerator.

“I was trying to get your attention, little sister.” Her eyes practically glimmered with an evil light or so she imagined from her brother's point of view.

Turning around Aaron glowered at the blonde, brown eyed girl. “Eve, come on. Don’t. Just give me one good day, I promise I will even do the face mask thing tonight.”

Stepping forward, Even closed the fridge door. “That makes me happy to hear Erin, but what you had planned for your day doesn’t really matter to me. Halloween is coming up and I wanted to help you prepare and really embrace your feminine side. I know you have always been a tomboy, but I’m going to help. But…” She drew out the word. “If you rather us do this tomorrow when everyone is home, that would be okay. Maybe I can even help you pick out a nice dress to wear to church.” Eve gave a small shrug.

Aaron’s jaw dropped open at what he thought he was hearing from his sibling. “Feminin… tomboy!? You remember I’m a boy right?!”

“Yes, I remember you are a TOMBOY Erin, I just said that.” Evelyn said as she rolled her eyes. “Just let me know if you want to do it today, tomorrow or never.”

“Never, that is absolutely the answer, I don’t want to ever…” His sister didn’t talk over him or cut him off, the only thing she did was rais one of her perfectly arched eyebrows when he said never. The threat came through loud and clear and it wasn’t like he had the ability to turn her down before, and now things were worse. After the first few days of making him change into the panties she laid out a neon pink pair and when he had put them on she had burst into his room to take a photo of him wearing only socks, the panties and the stupid necklace, so she had even more **** material now than before. “Today… today would be good, just… just no pictures. Okay?”

“That sounds reasonable.” Evelyn nodded with one hand on her hip before tilting her head to the side and slightly up as she tapped her chin with her free hand. “Only… no, I dont think so, take it or leave it.”

Feeling like a dead man walking Aaron slumped his shoulders. “Take it… but can I at least eat first?” He watched his sister look at him like she was appraising a cow before slaughter, her gaze moving up and down his body felt several shades of wrong.

“Lift up your shirt.” Eve commanded in a tone that balked no rebuttal. Soon as he did she walked up and pinched his side.

“Ow!” Aaron slapped her hand away before stepping back so the cutting board table that was in the center of the kitchen was between them. “What was that for?”

“Erin, you need to lose some weight.” She said to her rather skinny brother. “From today till the end of the month you are going on a diet. Off the top of my head say a slice of toast with half a grapefruit for breakfast, for lunch a serving of cottage cheese with a serving of grapes or five salt crackers and eat whatever Mom makes us for dinner. I guess you can eat as much celery as you like for snacks, so long as you don’t put anything on them.”

There were more than a few things wrong with what she said, he needed to put on more weight, but with all the stress lately he hadn’t had much of an appetite and she wasn’t his mom. “Hmm, all that just off the top of your head? And let me guess, I don’t have much of a choice.”

Giving her brother a very fake but beaming smile Evelyn nodded. “Yep right off the top of my head, you are just so lucky your big sister is using her intellect to help you, I can’t imagine how bad things could get for you little sister if you did something to upset me like… I dunno destroy one of the few connections we have to our dead Mom, all because you can’t see past yourself in your game of ****.”

“I feel lucky.” Aaron said glumly with as much sarcasm as he could manage.

It wasn’t long before he was sitting on the edge of his older sister's bed wearing only his necklace and bright canary yellow panties and with a pair of tan pantyhose in hand. Aaron’s face was completely red from embarrassment, this wasn’t the first time he had been wearing so little around his sister, but he was a boy and shouldn’t be wearing girl’s underwear, let alone about to put on pantyhose.

Rubbing her hands together Evelyn felt like a cartoon villain as she controlled her brother like a voice activated doll. “Remember to gather the waist and toe of the leg you want to start with to make an easy pathway for your foot. Point your toe, as you put them on, lining up the toe of the hose so that the seam runs across your toes. Gently pull them up over your calf to mid knee before repeating with the other.”

The embarrassed boy wanted to tell the cruel woman that he had heard her the first time and second time, but considering his predicament and her threatening to send him shopping to buy more if he put a run in them he kept his mouth shut and did as he was told. Pointing his foot he fed it into the mouth of the feminine snake like garment, he wasn’t sure what to expect but as he pulled them past his foot and up his calf there was this light sensual coolness that was gently hugging his leg, by the time he had finished getting them up on his second like the constant compression was feeling more than pleasant but intoxicating. Getting them up all the way he found himself turning away from Eve and trying to think about baseball to try and get his growing erection under control.

Aaron had never worn anything like this before and as one leg touched another pantyhose encased leg an electric spark ran up through him, making his erection problem only grow as his own arousal did along with it. Turning away from Eve he pressed his palm to his hard cock wanting it to deflate, but touching his member through the nylons and panties was the worst thing he could do in that instant. ‘Shit, shit, shit!’ He started to panic, giving away he was doing so when he looked over his shoulder at his sibling.

“What are you doing? Did you put a run in them already? Well I guess that was to be expected, turn around and let me see, maybe I can fix it.”

“No, no runs, just umm give me a second here.” He wasn’t sure what to say, it wasn’t like he could say, hey sis your pantyhose gave me an erection, is it okay if I go jerk off real quick?

“Erin, turn around now, I’m not playing. I swear If I have to count to three we are going to see what you can fit into that is in Dotty’s closet.” Her brother wasn’t tall, but he wasn’t a big enough midget to fit into a seven year olds clothing, Dotty was almost a foot shorter than him, but none of that mattered for a good threat. When he just shook his head instead of turning around she started to count. “Three” She then paused giving him a hard look, more upset he was defying her and less about the run in the pantyhose. She had more pantyhose she bought for him, or more specifically he bought with the money she took from his wallet. “Two…”

“Okay, okay!” Aaron turned around, hands still in front of his crotch, but now not touching, not wanting to make it worse.

“Do you have a… GOD you are a pervert!” She cried out as she turned away. “I do not want to see that, make it go away!”

The utter humiliation of the moment at least had the effect of making his manhood wilt, allowing Aaron to thank his lucky stars he wasn’t one of those people that got off on that sort of thing, but still left himself troubled by how the pantyhose made him feel. The panties were one thing, not a good thing, but he could explain it away with what he was doing in the privacy of his bedroom, but that same excuse didn’t work for this. “It's umm, umm.” He fumbled with his words as he put his hand in the pantyhose to push his shrinking member between his legs to at least get it out of sight. “It's gone.”

“I swear to God if I turn around and you are pointing that thing at me you will regret it!” Apprehensive about what she was about to see, Evelyn looked back at her brother, feeling relief when she didn’t see her baby brother's dick. “That…” She shuddered. “Is something you are going to have to look into. Look up what people do when they dress up as girls, in fact… yeah. Your job this week is to do some research on what boys do to look like girls, tips and tricks, that sort of thing.”

Sitting back down on the bed he felt a few things, uncomfortable with his member between his legs, but also that feeling he felt before as his legs slid across one another. Swallowing hard as he felt his member pulse the question he was about to ask, if head to, was lost. Aaron already knew the answer anyhow, but he felt so small right now, nothing seemed to matter.

“Good, now let's get you fitted for your first bra! I think I got your measurements right.”