Caught by the Past Chapter 3

'My friends like Sissy girls and they've brought you all sorts of little sissy clothes. They want to dress you up and have you nurse their cocks as if they were bottles of milk.' He laughs

'Now hurry before the ice melts. I don't want my carpet ruined. Put these things on.'

The guys watch, mesmerised as you perform a reluctant striptease. James puts on a CD and to the music you step out of the skirt, slip off the blouse, shoes and fishnets. The lads all grunt with approval. Then with just the nappy and bra on you step into the rubber panties and pull the party dress over your head. You sit on the edge of a chair carefully and slide the white tights up your legs. Guy holds out the over panties and he winks frighteningly at you as he slides them up your legs under your skirt. Soon you're transformed from a tarty slut into an angelic baby girl. Though the red nail varnish looks rather out of place.

'I look like a Snow Queen.' you say flicking your skirts from side to side.

'Fucking Snow Queen! That's rich and you've an arse full of ice.' Ian says while lighting a cigarette, 'Sissy thinks she's a snow queen, the slag, fucking fairy queen more like.' The others laugh as Ian roughly drops a sparkling tiara on your head and Steve gives you a toy fairy wand. Guy clips some lacewings on your back and they all chuckle at your humiliation. You are a fairy and to confirm the matter they make you perform a pirouette. They laugh like crazed hyenas but you can see from the huge bulge in their trousers that they're very turned on. Laughter abating they gather round you lifting the layers of your skirts examining your frilly panties.

'Isn't she pretty,' chirps James, 'what a transformation.'

'Wave your wand, Sissy.' Guy asks.

Begrudgingly you waft it in the air and to your surprise it emits an electronic tinkle and the star on its tip flash brightly.

'I feel stupid,' you mumble through the cock gag whilst shaking your hips so that your layers of skirt flutter outwards with a loud rustle.