I was terrified and excited in almost equal measure. Terrified that the other girls would find out and I'dbe seen as different or weird or an outsider... Consequently my ogling of their bodies becamesomething which I only did with the greatest of caution and always surreptitiously.At the same time as realising my attraction to women, I also discovered the joys of masturbation andfound my arousal and desire (I didn’t know or understand horny then) was greatly increased with thepleasure I found in. The realisation that all of the items I could see weresitting in my wardrobe was bizarre. Her friend was wearing loose, navytrousers, completely acceptable at the school, and that only acted toenhance her femininity.I closed the tab with the photo in, wishing to never see it again, andlay back on my bed, laptop perched on my thighs, to contemplate thesituation.Was I going to have to wear those things? Would I be at that schoolagain one day? Could she really practically steal my body and leave. Our discussion continued and I have written her a couple of notes since that have escalated such that they now form the basis for our immensely enjoyable sex sessions. One of these sessions took place two nights ago after I sent her a note during the day describing how I imagined her being subjugated by a stranger with a massive cock. By the time we got to bed (kids, dogs, dinner permitting), I noticed how very wet she already was and I inhaled the scent of her desire. She acted the dutiful. Which brings me to the lastrule: you will throw out all your boy underwear and from this dayforward you will at all times wear a bra and panties. Do youunderstand?" I feel a tear welling up in my eyes as I solemnly nod myhead yes."Now then sissy if you follow the rules and do as you're told youmight just find that you enjoy your new life. You may not believethis yet but I want you to enjoy yourself. It will be hard for you atfirst until you learn to accept you position, but it is ultimatelywhat.