RELUCTANT PRESS

Sheldon stood with a look of fear and terror upon his face. It would be humiliating to appear naked before his stepmother, but to do so before Cindy was too much. "P... please, m... mother," he begged as he accepted the proffered towel. "Don't make me appear naked before Cindy."

"Why not?" she replied, knowing she had him on the run. "After all, you are GIRL cousins."

"I'm not a girl even though I know I have to pretend to be one," he pleaded. "Please..."

"I'll tell you what," Helen said as she began to dry the naked youth. "If you cooperate fully and follow EVERY instruction without hesitation, there will be no reason for Cindy to see you naked. If you choose to hesitate or not cooperate, then she probably will see your nude body. I won't guarantee that she won't see you, but the chances are in your favor if you do as you're told."

"Okay," Sheldon replied meekly. Once more, he realized just how far he had fallen. It was either cooperate fully, or tumble deeper into the pit he'd dug. It really hurt his male pride to submit to being dressed as a girl, especially a prissy flower girl, but by this point he realized he had no choice but to do so. The best he could hope for was to cut his losses by cooperating. After all, they had threatened to extend the punishment for the entire summer! Eight days as a sissy was much preferable to two months!

In moments, he was seated upon the commode clutching a waste basket as Helen brushed, combed, and trimmed his shoulder-length blonde hair. A curling iron and blow dryer were utilized to transform his once manly locks into a definite feminine manner. While he couldn't see what she was doing, he knew she had created bangs that touched his eyebrows. Most of the rest seemed to be pulled back into a ponytail except for two tiny curly tendrils in front of his ears that brushed his face. He'd always found such tendrils ridiculous and wondered why girls would tolerate such bothersome ticklish styles.

When she was satisfied with his hair, Helen grasped his hand and practically dragged him into Cindy's bedroom. His

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TWO LITTLE GIRLS

By JENNIFER SUE

pleas and protests that he was still nude were ignored. As they entered Cindy's bedroom, a panicky Sheldon twisted in Helen's firm grip in a successful attempt to use her as a shield. Helen led the struggling boy to the dresser, opened the top drawer, and removed a pair of panties. Sheldon was so intent on shielding his nudity from Cindy that he wasn't even watching what she was doing.

The wisdom of Helen's strategy was revealed when Sheldon eagerly grabbed the lace trimmed pink panties she gave him without the slightest hesitation. Before she could step aside to reveal his nudity to Cindy's intent gaze, the redfaced lad had the dainty panties about his hips.

Cindy couldn't help but giggle. What she saw was a timid girl snuggling the pretty panties about her slender hips.

Sheldon had already disappeared.

Helen smiled as she handed him a matching camisole.

"Make her stop laughing at me," Sheldon pleaded as he hurriedly slipped the silky camisole over his head. "It's bad enough I have to do this, but there's no way I'm going to do it if anyone laughs!"

Helen chuckled at the cute petulant expression upon Shelley's face.

"Cindy isn't laughing at you, Shelley," she explained. "She's giggling with delight over how girlish you appear. We can tell already that you'll have absolutely no problem passing as a girl, a pretty flower girl!"

Not wanting to believe his ears, but fearing that she was speaking the truth, he glanced at Cindy. Cindy smiled despite the pain it caused and nodded her head in agreement with her mother's assessment.

With a sigh of futility, Sheldon hung his head. In moments, he was fully dressed including a bit of make-up and standing before a full-length mirror.

What he saw made him want to run for his life, but all he could do was examine his reflection, not wanting to believe what he saw.

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