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I did not write this and you must be 18 or over to read it as it may contain a great deal of adult explicit sexuality. If this is offensive do not read - delete file. For those of us who enjoy .... enjoy! Please do not ask for files by e-mail - I can barely keep up with what I have now.
Mother & Sissy: A Love Story
Sissy loved Mother. He knew that had she not "selected" him that he would be dead today. If some freak had not killed him in a fit of passion then he would have contracted AIDS. If his pimp had not killed him then he would have overdosed from some type of drug. He had escaped years of abuse by running to the city, where he simply faced another form of abuse. Hunger and cold were not foreign to Sissy, nor was violence.
Mother loved Sissy. She had recognized him immediately for what he was: a male hustler. Hanging out at the bus station wearing shorts in December was a dead giveaway, as was the flowered shirt. Close up, she could see the mascara and the liquid foundation covering sallow skin and a bruise administered by a pimp.
Sissy loved Mother. At first he had thought she was simply another middle- aged matron looking to pick up an 18 year old kid to live out a long-held fantasy. Instead she had brought him to her home and began a program of "tough love." She had handcuffed him and forced him onto a single bed, quickly tying him down with nylon stockings to cease his thrashing about. He had been shocked and embarrassed when she tore his cheap, effeminate clothing from him and put diapers and rubber panties on him. She had administered pain killers and valium to him, so as to help him cure his addiction. He had lain on that bed for three weeks, wetting and pooping into his diapers, which Mother changed with loving care. Mother had put one of her nighties on him, the better to get to his diapers than it would have been through pajamas. She fed him with baby bottles and gave him vitamins and nutrient supplements as she cradled his head and gave him his bottle.
Mother loved Sissy. He had looked so cute in his diapers, despite his withdrawal from the drugs. She could see by the look on his face when she changed his diapers and plastic panties that he had become used to, and dependent on the diapers and on her. When she first put the pink nightgown on him, he had looked embarrassed, but she could also see from his recovering sexual response that he had liked the idea. As time went by, he began to show involuntary sucking motions when she came into his room with a baby bottle...just like little babies do when feeding time approaches. He nuzzled her breast during feeding and gave off little cooing sounds when she allowed him to suckle her nipples.
Sissy loved Mother. She was a large woman, but quite stylish. She was always perfectly coiffed and her makeup, though heavy, was sexy and perfect also. Mother always wore dresses regardless of where she was. Runs in her nylons were unheard of, as were chips or smudges on her perfectly shaped and manicured nails. She always wore jewelry and high heels. She wore expensive, sometimes oppressive perfume, which smelled nice as she hugged Sissy. It was during their hugs that Sissy realized that Mother wore very heavy foundation garments. Her business outfits were always the height of fashion, and he admired and loved her when she wore a mink that she had obviously paid a great deal for.
Mother loved Sissy. Sissy was thin and blond. He had not objected too strenuously when she asked him if she could color his hair a "sweeter" blond than it was already. He had lain still as she used a depilatory on his legs and underarms while he was confined to his "crib." Sissy had recognized that Mother liked to fuss with his hair, and especially liked to put it in rollers and style it afterwards. She said that she had always wished she had had a little girl to do these things for. As Sissy showed more and more signs of recovery, she also showed signs of being a very compliant "little girl."
Sissy loved Mother. After a month of bed confinement he did not have to say anything about his growing sexual tension...she had recognized it quite easily. Mother had promised that if he was a "good gir...boy" she would give him "Treat #1" before bed that night. Sissy had been very good indeed, and that night he found out what Treat #1 was...Mother removed his plastic panties and tenderly pulled off his diapers. Mother then used a Baby Wipe to clean him off, smiling at his growing excitement. Mother then brought a bottle of warm baby oil into the room and rubbed it all over Sissy's crotch and bottom. Mother then took his shaft in her hand and began to slowly and sweetly stroke him until he thought he would go wild. He was able to look up and see her perfectly polished nails as she stroked him closer and closer to orgasm. As she felt him begin to come she held his head in her arms as he came repeatedly all over himself. She whispered sweet words and kissed Sissy deeply as he sagged afterwards, and then gently cleaned him up and rediapered him for the night.
Mother loved Sissy. He was becoming so compliant and dependent on her, just like a little baby. She knew that Sissy would do whatever Mother asked. She had seen evidence of his continuing recovery in his erection the other night, and knew that it was time for her to make him even more compliant, more grateful, and more dependent on Mother. She had begun to plant an idea in his mind, when she had "accidently" began to call him a "good gir..." She had been there, holding him tenderly when he had experienced his first "healthy" sexual release in 2 years. She had made that moment "special" for Sissy, and she would do it often in the future. Last night she knew that she was making progress in her plan when she accidently "forgot" to put a diaper on Sissy at bedtime. Sissy had called her back, to remind her to diaper him. Mother also had begun to allow Sissy to "choose" which nightgown she would put on him each night.
Sissy loved Mother. He loved it when Mother changed his diaper and rubbed baby oil on him. He loved her Treat #1's. Sissy also loved that Mother allowed him to choose which nightie he would wear at night, just like a big gir...boy. Mother had begun to ask him recently if he had felt that he could be trusted to go without handcuffs, and not run away to the streets again. Sissy knew that would never happen. He loved Mother, and did not want to return to life on the streets again. He knew that he would do anything to stay with Mother.
Mother loved Sissy. His recovery made a big step when she allowed him out of his "crib" and removed his handcuffs. He had immediately hugged Mother and thanked her. He gave her no argument when she informed him that she had never expected to bring a young male runaway home that night and had no boy's clothes to give him. She had brought a pair of pink panties into the room, and helped Sissy into the panties, as he stumbled, still not used to standing upright. She asked him if would like to wear a nightie or one of her slips around the house until she had time to get him proper clothing. He told her that, as much as he loved the nighties he had been wearing, that he would like something a little different now. She had quickly retrieved a matching pink slip from her room and put it on him. She walked him to a mirror and showed him how unruly his hair had become, and Sissy did not object when Mother washed it in the kitchen sink and rolled it up in her pink rollers. Sissy did not even realize that the panties and slip he was wearing was exactly in his size, and not Mother's, who was a much larger woman.
Sissy loved Mother. Although he had said nothing to her, he had a feeling that she knew he liked the silky panties and slip she had put on him. He had also come to love the smell of his hair when Mother washed and rolled it up, and then combed it out when it was dry. As Mother added conditioners and creme rinses Sissy became vain about his hair, frequently looking in the mirror and pulling small pieces down on his forehead as bangs. He began to run his fingers through his hair, as did most girls his age. Sissy did wish, however, that Mother had a tv, or at least magazines that would interest him. She had Ladies Home Journal, Redbook, Glamour, Cosmo, etc. which Sissy read while Mother was out of the house. Sissy realized that he was becoming something of an expert on hair care, makeup, and fashion.
Mother loved Sissy. Sissy did not question Mother's delay in buying "proper" clothes. Mother had dressed Sissy in his usual panties and slip and had made ready to leave the house, for a "few hours." She had, however, decided to take a major move towards Sissy's "recovery." Mother had left a cute pink house dress on the chair in the living room, which Sissy would be sure to see. She had also left out a tube of pink lipstick (Mother always wore Revlon's Berry Rich Red) in the bathroom. Mother had no plans to be gone for a "few hours." Sissy did see the dress, and apparently decided to see what he would look like with a dress on, since he was already wearing panties and a slip. He put on the dress and went into the bathroom to see what it looked like. As he admired himself in the mirror, Sissy looked down and saw the pink lipstick waiting for him. Sissy had hesitated, not wanting to take a chance, but caution soon took a back seat to curiosity and he screwed the lovely color from the tube and gave himself a double coating of the luscious lipstick. He even blotted it, and reapplied a third coat, as he had seen Mother do in front of him daily. Sissy looked in the mirror to see a very feminine boy staring back at him. He pouted his lips and made little kissing motions, as he often had when he saw prospective gay customers on the street. And then he saw Mother standing outside the room watching him. He bolted towards his room and slammed the door behind himself, embarrassed at what she had seen. Mother followed him, opened the door and stood with the door to her back.
Sissy loved Mother. She had not laughed at him the day she had caught him wearing the dress and the lipstick. She just told him that he looked very nice. When he blushed and said he was sorry for putting on the dress and lipstick, she came and hugged him. Mother asked Sissy if he loved Mother. When he shook his head yes, she asked him if Mother wore dresses and lipstick. When he said yes, she asked him if Mother looked nice. He smiled. She asked him if that were wrong...looking nice? He shook his head no. She then said that he looked so nice that he deserved Treat # 2. Mother sat Sissy on the edge of the bed and raised his skirt to his waist. Mother then tugged Sissy's pink panties down to his ankles. Mother ran her hands up his thighs and began to fondle his little cock, small from embarrassment. She gently rubbed his testicles and leaned over and licked the tip of his cock, which jumped at her warm touch. Mother took the head of his cock in her mouth and began to wet it, and suck it. Sissy moaned and threw her head back on the bed. Sissy moaned and squealed with each movement, just as a girl would. As Sissy became harder and harder, Mother slipped her middle finger into Sissy's bottom and began to gently move it in and out. As Sissy approached orgasm, Mother reached deeply into Sissy and massaged his prostate gland, which brought Sissy to a quick, screaming glorious orgasm. Mother sucked Sissy until he was drained, and then licked his shrinking little penis nice and clean. Mother then pulled Sissy's panties up and told Sissy to make "his" dress nice and neat. After Mother and Sissy talked for a while, Sissy agreed that wearing girl's clothes was fun and good for him.
Mother loved Sissy. Sissy took to girlhood like a fish to water. Sissy loved bubble baths, and even liked to shave his legs and underarms. Floral dusting powder became part and parcel of Sissy's bathing routine. Mother enjoyed showing Sissy how to roll and set his own hair, and Sissy loved to do Mother's hair also. Evenings would often be spent with Sissy doing her nails and then doing Mother's finger and toenails. Sissy almost died when Mother took her out to buy "her" first bra, and Mother told the girl at the counter that her son was a transvestite! Mother showed Sissy how to wash and iron, and Sissy took real pleasure in taking care of Mother's lingerie, lovingly folding her panties, slips, and bras, and puting them neatly in Mother's drawers. Mother particularly loved dressing Sissy up. She loved the little girl dresses Mother bought for her, and the ruffled panties and pretty bras to match. Petticoats became Sissy's favorite item of clothing, and Mother made sure that all of Sissy's clothes were perfumed to a little girl sweetness. Mother took greatest pleasure in watching Sissy learn to use makeup. She loved to watch Sissy primping and preening for hours over "his" makeup. Sissy tried everything, frequently with disastrous results. It was not uncommon to have Sissy come running into the room crying when she poked her eye with a mascara wand, or messed her eyeliner. Mother showed Sissy how to blend eye shadow and highlight his facial structure with blush. Mother pierced Sissy's ears for her, and bought cute little girl earrings for Sissy. Mother showed Sissy how to walk in high heels and how to sit like a little lady. Sissy always sat with her knees together in the evening, as she and Mother did needlepoint together in the living room. Sissy rarely walked without limp wrists any longer and tears were a common sight along Sissy's cheeks.
Sissy loved Mother. This morning Mother had promised Sissy the SPECIAL TREAT which Sissy had only had twice previously. Mother said that if Sissy could get herself completely and sweetly dressed up without any help from Mother, then she would have the SPECIAL TREAT. Sissy worked all day. She bathed in bubble bath, shaved herself all over. She spent hours doing her hair in sausage curls, which she knew Mother loved on her. She wore her pink satin bra and panty set and powdered herself all over. She used double petticoats under her dress. Sissy was very careful with her nail polish, making sure there were no streaks or smudges. She wore pearl earrings and a pearl necklace. Her dress was a taffeta and chiffon pink "little girl" party dress, with a wide satin sash about the waist. She put on white Mary Janes and carried a white patent leather purse. Sissy had white anklets on over her nylons, and white wrist length gloves, with a pink ribbon. Her makeup was perfect. Light foundation, dark mascara, rose blusher, a light blue shadow to set off her eyes, and pink lipstick with a clear gloss over her lips. Ten minutes before Mother was to come home, Sissy stood in the living room so Mother would see her as she entered the house. Sissy was a Valentine's Card..all pink, and white, and sweet-smelling, and just...beautiful..a vision of little girl loveliness and sweetness. When Mother walked into the house she knew that she had accomplished her purpose. Sissy was standing in the living room looking like Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm, Little Bo Peep, and Shirley Temple all rolled into one. Sissy curtsyed to Mother as she had been taught, and blushed. She twirled around a few times and looked to Mother for approval. Mother held out her arms, and Sissy ran to her and hugged her. Mother knew that Sissy was hers forever now. Sissy asked Mother if she might now have another SPECIAL TREAT? Mother smiled and nodded to Sissy. Sissy held the hem of her skirt as she sank gracefully to her knees in front of Mother. Mother leaned over gently and lifted her own skirts for Sissy. Sissy reached up and unhooked Mother's nylons from the garter tabs of Mother's long legged panty girdle. Sissy reached up and gently tugged the panty girdle down and Mother stepped from the nylons and girdle, which Sissy kissed gently and placed on the nearby chair. Sissy then reached up and pulled down the black satin panties that Mother had worn that day and placed them on the chair, also after a kiss. Sissy then held Mother's skirt hem up a little and opened her mouth and let her little, pink, sissy tongue sweetly out of her mouth....and took Mother's cock gently into her mouth and began to suck it.
Let me know what you think!
Missy