’ Me and Cassidy were the same age and had met in medical school, we roomed together as well and then had done our internships and residencies at th... same hospital. ‘I suppose so, hey come out with me tonight. Me and a couple of my friends are going out for drinks.’ ‘Hmm, I don’t know…’ ‘Come on, we can get you all made up. You’ll be a knockout.’ She turned to face me and grabbed my hands. ‘Sorry, another time though. Yeah?’ ‘You’re going to have to say yes one of these times you know.’ She. I was happy though and lunch went byfast as did the rest of the day. I was soon slipping into bed alone andrecited the Prissy-Sissy mantra and drifted off into sleep. My dream wasanother repetition of a sissy stepford wife dream I had before.I awoke and got depressed about the situation I was still in and said myPrissy-Sissy mantra. I was soon upstairs in my Neon Pink PVC maidsensemble doing my morning breakfast and sexual services duties beforereturning to Francine's for my morning shift. I. She put the vest on and turned around.“You don’t even have Mosquito bites anyway,” George laughed at his little sister’s lack of development and so did the others. Even Buddy and Lewis laughed but I think they laughed just because everyone else did. I didn’t laugh though. I felt a kinship to her humiliation.She was wearing just a vest and shorts and an Indian head band. She looked vulnerable and like at any moment the wind could come along and blow that vest open and reveal her boobs to me. I. ”“Excellent!” says Monique. “Well, there’s no time like the present. Brooke, go and fetch a name necklace for Madame Nicole. Come with me, Nicole, and we’ll register you in your new caste.”Within ten minutes I’m wearing a necklace with my name spelt in black letters, denoting my new caste. I also have full access to all the doors and gates around the place. A new leather top to replace my vinyl top is a task for tomorrow. By the time Monique and I return to the recreation area, everything is.