'Sissy, remember you are proud of what you are, giggle and smile and tell us why you love it. That's another demerit, you'd better watch out or you'll...have implants by next week' Master bellowed.I realised that he was serious and decided again I had no choice but to comply.I looked up and smiled and in a girlie voice I said 'please Mistress, I was never really a man I just pretended whole we were married, while all along I wanted to be turned into a little sissy doll only ready to please men. On a hunch, I asked, “Are you getting ready for a leg show when you have Shelley over?”“You got it. I wish I could think of a way to encourage Vivian to show off, and I’m working on that. I have my fingers crossed that Shelley will continue her short skirt experiments, and I’ll key off of that.”In the homeroom, Lois and I nodded when we saw that Shelley was wearing a wraparound skirt, a little above the knee, but having a slit that she clearly could make open. Vivian was in one of her usual. . then stare.“You shouldn’t see that until you are married,” she chuckled, with a knowing smile on her face not adjusting her garment. “I think there’s other things which you’re suffering from.” I kept staring, I had my right hand under me, down the front of my pyjamas. “Let’s just see shall we?” My finger was rubbing my stiffy, when suddenly Mum flipped me over and brushed my had aside, touching the material. My cock stood straight up. “I see hmmmm!” Mum snickered. She put her hand around it. Really.’ ‘I got the nickname ‘Brother’ from my friends, because I was always the peacemaker of the group. Always sticking my nose where it didn’t belong, trying to make the world a better place. How’s that worked out for me so far?’ I paused, rubbing my nose. ‘Well, it got it broke. Twice. And I got chewed out a lot. It took me a while before I learned to adopt a live and let live attitude.’ I paused and picked up one of the pictures on my desk, turning it towards the camera. ‘This is my wife..