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From Pants to Panties!
Chapter 1
TJ Ryder
As soon as Timmy Pedwell moved into Riverside and started his junior year
his next door neighbor Bud wondered how long it would be before he became
a sissy, although he never said so to his face, even while playing ball
and hanging out, until that one day!
Truth was, Bud enjoyed having another guy around who could do stuff,
stuff he couldn't or even wouldn't do any more; like, well, get into a little
trouble, cuz that's what teenaged boys like to do on occasion. And he and
Timmy were friends, maybe the last couple of real boys in the neighborhood now,
and he kept wondering if he should clue him in to what's happening, what's
waiting in the wings if he screwed up, and screwing up is what he liked doing now
that Billy and Tracey were no longer interested in that stuff.
"Hey Bud, what's up?"
"We got lucky last night man," he replied, making the solid catch in his
mitt on Tim's rifled bullet from second base in the empty playground diamond.
"Whatcha mean?"
Bud laughed, "it means I must have gotten rusty about toilet papering
trees, man, cuz my mom asked me if I knew anything about Mr. Johnson's
sycamores!"
Timmy laughed at that, "they looked great though, didn't they?"
"Oh yeah, primo, but mom suspects something!"
"So what, what's she going to do, give you a spanking then?"
Bud started at that, and looked quickly at Timmy, who didn't appear to
be leading him on. He laughed easily.
"Well, let's just say I don't want to give her an excuse!"
"Ha ha, let's check out Daphne's bedroom window tonight, maybe even
catch her gorgeous mother, whaddaya think?"
Bud whistled, shaking his head, "I gotta tell you, Tim, since you got
in this block, people are starting to wonder, we might get caught!"
"Gimme a break!" Timmy laughed, "We hardly do anything in this burb!
Your'e the only guy who doesn't act like a fag even, all the babes are stuck
up bitches! I did more stuff in one day in my old neighborhood than in the
last month!"
"What does your mom say about it?"
Timmy grew thoughtful about that, frowning, sitting down on a bench.
"That's what's weird, you know? Ever since she broke up with dad and
came here for what she calls the 'feminist' experiment, she's been SO
critical of me! Even before the divorce, she was always talking to dad
about your 'Femrule' political party here and how she'd like it to take the
province and how wonderful that would be and all! I think he just got
sick of it!"
Bud nodded, sitting besides him, "it always starts with that, and
then they don't like boys acting like boys even!"
"Damn right, and check out the other two teenaged boys, they look
and act like girls even! And even at school, so few real boys left!"
"You mean Bill and Tracey, my old buddies from the sandbox" Bud
laughed. "Theyr'e okay though!"
"Okay? OKAY?" Timmy looked at him as if he was crazy. "Theyr'e
wearing makeup, man! I saw one in a dress last week!"
"Yeah, I know, this Femrule party encourages sissy training stuff!"
"I know they do, it's so crazy you know! Never gonna happen to
me, man! That's for sure!"
Bud smiled, 'sure it won't!'
"Come on, so are you with me, Daphne Roger's window at 10 pm,
right?"
Bud moaned, Daphne was such a fox, a bitch true, but gorgeous, and her
mother! And the stories about her mom's basement! He lusted to peek in
her window one night, maybe catch them undressed, but reluctantly shook
his head. He wasn't wearing his mother's used panties under his
pants for nothing, and he knew that in less than six months he'd
be happily wearing makeup and dresses, going on dates with boys,
and planning his cosmetic surgery with the help of his mother and
sisters; that is if he didn't screw up like get caught on a last fling like
this stupid stunt!
Timmy stood up, pissed, off, hating to do this by himself, "you know
man, I can't believe you'd blow me off on this!"
Bud made a conciliatory gesture with his hands, "look man, I-I
really think you should just, well, lay off on this one! Daphne's mom,
well, she's the neighborhood Spanker plus, other stuff!"
"What?"
"That's what they call it. Not kidding! The Femrule party encourages
all the neighborhoods to group together for the correction of male
'counter productive' behavior. If a boy's mom doesn't correct him properly,
well, see, they have a resource locally they can call on!" He didn't want to
say his own mother and sisters take care of his own discipline, but if he
got caught peeping in Daphne's window, he'd be one of the unfortunates to
spend a night in Helena's and Daphne's windowless basement!
"Are you totally crazy? Like I'm gonna let some woman put me over
her knee, although maybe with Daphne I wouldn't mind that much!" He
added with a laugh!
Bud sighed, and realized he had gotten in too deep, taking too many
chances, and sooner or later Timmy was going to be bottoms up and singing
a different tune!
Walking home, still pissed about his only friend's blowoff of his
evening fantasy, and entering his suburban home and groaning as he saw his
stuck up sister, Brigit, leave his room he tried to restrain his temper.
"Snooping again, sis?"
She paused and smiled, arrogantly putting her hand on her hip, so luscious
but so spoiled and obviously a mother's girl. "I needed a few things, if you
must know!" As if he didn't have a right to know what she was doing in his room.
Both his mom and sis had gotten so different since they moved to this province.
Watching her saucily walk down the hall, her beautiful butt almost exposed
under her sweatshirt, he knew he just had to check out Daphne's bedroom
window that night, whether anyone went with him or not!
Unfortunately earlier that day while Timmy played baseball, Helena
Rogers, mother of Daphne, had already met his mom and sister at a little
'consciousness raising' femrule neighborhood meeting. IT was hosted at
Helena's house, the same house Timmy was planning on peeking into that night!
Helena was dressed in a rather daring low cut outfit, common now, and
Daphne was in some kind of daring but dominatrix type smock also very
common. Several very attractive mostly divorcees and their older
daughters sat in her living room in chairs with tea cups on their laps.
"Yes, I'm very happy you could come, ladies! I know that Femrule is
new to many of you newcomers to the community!"
Timmy's mom Barbara shifted her shapely nylon covered thigh, put down her
tea cup on a nearby table, and raised her hand.
"Well, Brigit and I are really curious about this thing, called, neighborhood
adjustment training?"
Helena smiled broadly. "Of course! What Femrule is trying to do is
interrupt the cycle of boys turning into masculine aggressive bullies early, and
I'm so pleased you brought it up! Because many of our new residents are single
mothers of teenagers. I have some slides to show! Daphne please get the lights!"
The women were interested in the photo of a boy some thought familiar,
riding a bike.
"This is a typical subject we try to intervene with. A neighbor single mom
was having a very difficult type with this young man. Fights, disruptions,
auto theft, poor school grades! Plus, when femrule and Blackrule merged
we all knew he was going to have a very difficult time with black males with
this attitude when we merge school districts. In fact, his mother is here with
us, today. Laura, would you like to speak?"
Barbara was surprised by the lovely mom in her mid thirties who stood up
also in a somewhat domme attire who had been sitting besides a very pretty and
very demure girl, probably her daughter.
"Well, all right, but I am somewhat embarassed by my son's behavior here!"
'It's all right, we all have our problems ourselves. Would you explain
how you felt, what you wanted?"
"Well, I wanted Billy to be so different, and I was so, well disappointed,
and when he was busted for stealing that car, well, I was so mad and also
afraid for him!" She paused, and then smiled, "But I am so grateful you turned him
around, he's a totally different child now!"
Helena paused her, "I'm going to play a little tape from an interview
I had with Billy, in the beginning!"
'Oh, I wish you didn't have to show people what he was like!"
"Just a short segment, dear, sort of (chuckle) before and after!"
Barbara was shocked to see his aggressive attitude in his punker outfit
and the filthy defiant language he was using as he said he didn't have to
do anything she wanted and he would do whatever he felt like! And it got
worse until the film clip was cut off.
"Such an angry defiant young man! This was 6 months ago!" She motioned
to the still image of Billy mouthing off, and waved her hand.
"Laura came to me with this boy becoming a typical white macho problem,
and wanted him to change, and because of his body size and development,
thought he would be a good candidate for what's called in Femrule,(smile)
the 'Pants to Panties' program! Most of the women giggled but Barbara
was confused.
Helena waited for the laughter and stirring to settle down with a smile.
"For several reasons, Billy was a good candidate. His macho aggressive
attitude would get him in trouble when he goes to the central city school
system and meets big black boys. He could be hurt badly! So he's not a
good white boy who knows his place around dominant black males and frankly,
(she smiled) assertive white women, like us! (laughter). Billy was headed
down a path where he wasn't going to make a good boy, but with the help of
my daughter Daphne who assists me, we thought he had the makings of a very
good girl!"
There were several congratulations from other women and appreciative
remarks from some mothers and Barbara was confused. Billy's mother spoke
then, smiling.
"It's true, and we are so much happier now, I would not have
believed how different it turned out. She is such a good girl, a great
help around the house and my special friend now. WE go out together all
the time, and at home, oh it's wonderful! She is my perfect little maid, doing
anything I ask, and so grateful and polite!"
"And the ladies are interested, do you still have to correct her?"
"Oh yes," she smiled warmly, 'every Saturday night like you taught me
to do, we go over her progress for the week and make sure she knows exactly
what she needs to do!"
Helena interrupted her. "I advised Laura to put together a special
discipline room in her house, and we have several styles and carpentry
services available. Part of the 'pants to panty' program is lifelong
discipline for the once unruly male!" She smiled, "Naturally I have one
in the basement, a little more elaborate than most people need because
Daphne and I process many males through our home and back out to their
mothers and wives!"
Barbara and Brigit tittered about that, because they heard such intriguing
stories. "Didn't you call it a dungeon?"
Helena laughed, "yes we do, actually. We love the old medieval feeling,
but it doesn't have to be elaborate, just a special place where you can
have your privacy, and the boy or man knows what's in store and what is
expected. We have handouts and pictures and even training. But we do
recognize that the first experience a difficult young man has must be
very effective, so we do that here, in the basement!"
"Oh, well, " Barbara said, "it sounds, well, so nice, I think I'd like
to meet your new, um, girl, Laura!" At that there was some more laughter and
she was uncertain what she said was so funny.
Laura smiled, "If you'd like to meet Billie you can do that now!"
Barbara looked around and didn't see any males, just women, and then Laura
made a gesture to the girl sitting besides her and the girl smiled and stood
up, and gave that delightful old fashioned curtsy while blushing!
She was so pretty, dressed in a tiny white smock, low cut
to show firm pink cleavage, her panties almost visible in the micro skirt
exposing curvaceous but muscular thighs and high heels. She held her hands
politely behind her, and smiled through her blush and a little makeup.
"Yes ma'am, pleased to meet you!" she said demurely.
Her mother's hand stayed on her shapely bottom, "This is my new
daughter, Billie!" Helena explained that Billy had recently had her cosmetic
surgery and many of the neighborhood women knew him before and after.
Barbara's mouth dropped open, but her daughter Brigit was clearly
delighted. The meeting broke up as several women besides her talked to
Laura and her new girl, and were so pleased and impressed how sweet and
submissive she was, and so clearly obedient and in love with her mother.
The final shock to Barbara came when the women were invited on a tour of
the basement and Laura pulled out a leash and attached it to Billie's
dog collar.
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