With a tender handshe started gently caressing my glued back sissy clit causing me to moanas it tried to get hard."Well Brenda, that little stunt with...the clothes is going to cost you.Your bottom is hardly pink from the spanking over your pants earlier sowe will continue that in a few. And we are also going to have to add afew more days to this lovely sissy clit being glued in place. You knowwhat happens to sissys that are bad and have too many days added don'tyou Brenda?" Yes, that's right. I. I was surprised at what she was wearing and asked her about it. She held her finger up to her lips and signaled for me to follow her, heading for the shed outside.Once in the shed she gave me a hug and told me she would explain, but had to do it fast because she had to get back upstairs."I have company", she whispered. "Remember the gardening bill" she asked?"Well he was coming to collect today and I didn't have the money. So I slipped into this see through nighty and when he knocked on the. " I grin as I take a ?10 note out of mypurse and stuff it into my pocket. Mum gives me ?15 per week pocket moneythat I'm supposed to spend on cosmetics and clothes- god only knows howshe'd react if she found out that I was spending it on very non-veganchocolate.As it's Saturday, the streets are relatively packed, but no one pays theblindest bit of notice as I walk the short distance to the shopping mall.I'm just another feminine-looking teenaged boy- and in 2015, that'shardly anything out of. No panties. I looked silly. Ilooked sexy. I looked ridiculous. I looked gorgeous. I looked slutty. Ilooked pretty.I don't know how long I stood there, drooling (figuratively andliterally) over my own reflection, until I heard Her laughing voice:"Enough admiring yourself. Come here, slut!" I minced towards the bed,being careful walking in those skyscraper heels, laced into the heavycorset, compressing my waist and making me draw short shallow breathstrough the mask's small nose holes, feeling.