Irregularity

 

The reason Panties had such hopes for Miss C was her initial hesitancy, almost to the point of inarticulation, about directly benefitting from Miss D’s program. “You get the best of both worlds,” she once said. “You get to serve (Miss D) and it's almost like working with me, in a way, once in a while, while serving (Miss D) as your main trainer.” The implication though, was an invitation to some non-sissy relationship.

This week Miss C spelled Miss D and impressed upon Panties just how thoughtful a friend Miss C could be. “I want you to put on a white or light colored skirt,” she began, “Then I want you to go to your refrigerator and take a spoonful of strawberry jam and smear it on the back of your skirt. Then you’re going to go like that to your local health food store...” Miss C is very knowledgeable about holistic remedies and recommended several herbal remedies for Panties’ cramps, which she would discuss candidly with the store personnel, perhaps a sympathetic female clerk. Panties’ period is not for another week at least but she would understand the inconvenience and embarrassment when her body decides when to remind Panties of her womanhood.

Six Months

 

Miss B’s training had been less subtle, but extremely effective. As the walls closed in around her, Panties would find her escape routes barred with Miss B’s training which she had fashioned around a devastating lexicon. Apart from her Barbie dolls, posters, toothpaste, sheets, quilt, clock, and clothing, apart from menstruation and the expectation of her coming out parties and wedding, Panties could no longer refer to herself as a m*n (the opposite sex), or use the personal pronoun, having become in multiple senses, “Panties,” which was both thing-like and super sissy reminder. Her wenis and vagina had been named and she had become reeducated as to the meanings of “squirt,” “flesh-to-flesh,” “getting wet,” and “opposite sex.” Miss D has added to Panties’ personal vocabulary: “manners,” “humble,” “debutante,” with her precise diction giving new spin to essentials like “panties,” and “transvestite.” Again Panties becomes aware of the bars forming around her world with a new front opening to the west as Miss C adds her distinctive sensibility. She has already described the petticoat she wants Panties to wear under her debutante dress, and more recently asked Panties to purchase a pair of bloomers. “You’ll wear this so you don’t show your panties, when you’re bending over or cleaning on your hands and knees,” she said sweetly.

Rago Panty Girdle

 

Miss D and Miss C are both very generous girls, which is part of their eco-liberal-idealistic makeup. Panties envies their boyfriends and friends who also benefit from their penumbra of kindnesses. As BFFs, though, Miss D and Miss C’s mutual care is something Panties can only sigh and admire from a distance. When Miss C received a $50 gift certificate, she immediately thought to share it with Miss D. Half of it. They know each others sizes and are always on the look out for something the other might like whether at Victoria’s Secret or Whole Foods. They share ideas and intimacies and hopes and worries. It was only a matter of time before Panties was offered to Miss C on a much more than loaner basis. She was embarrassed how quickly she learned Panties’ most private secrets, forshadowing Miss D’s remark about what Panties might have under her panties. Miss C made a face, a little like something a little rank had appeared before her, and said: “I don’t imagine anything sexual down there at all. To me, (Panties) is like a eunuch.” And soon after Miss D wrote Panties about wearing a flesh-colored leotard so she could “truly look like a eunuch.” This made Panties remember her days of girdle training when she would have to flatten out beneath the punishing grip of her long-leg panty girdle with its crotch panel sewn up with pink thread to frustrate any kind of easy access and making the simple act of visiting the ladies room an athletic event.

Two Maids

 

Miss D followed the girly comments to Jeanie Love Jones and watched a bunch of her videos cleaning house. She loved the cute maid’s dress and the shot of her with a feather duster and down on her hands and knees scrubbing the floor. Miss D She thought it might be nice if Panties and Jeanie were working side-by-side someday. “Maybe she can be your girlfriend,” she mused. Miss D wouldn’t commit as to whether she meant girl friend, or girlfriend. The idea of Panties and Jeanie at the beck and call of two pretty girls is pinkening like a sunrise. http://crossdressersdiary.blogspot.com/?zx

Two-headed Trainer

 

“I don’t keep much from (Miss C),” said Miss D. “When one of us gets an idea we take it and it goes back and forth until it is really (becomes huge).” Panties had not accounted for the combined power of two girls together. Miss J and Miss B had teamed up, but they were never that close. Miss D and Miss C were close to the extent that each would consider the other before spending a gift certificate on themselves. And rather than Miss C being the one to defend Panties from sissyhood, it had become clear Miss C could be as serious as Miss D. Especially when something Miss C said appeared in Panties’ personal lexicon. An email from Miss D: “Don't you already have a leotard? Or do you want a flesh colored one so that you undress and truly look like a eunuch?”

Tuscan Kitchen

Panties has been searching for a new residence for herself and Miss D. Miss D informed Panties that Panties' current residence has too many m*nly reminders, and is too small. To ameliorate these issues, Miss D is sending Miss C to Panties current residence (which Miss D often refers to as her own) to burn any m*nly articles Miss D finds distasteful. Meanwhile Panties and her barbies are fielding many messages about properties for sale. Miss D has explained that the kitchen must be large, shiny, and bright--perhaps tiled with a mosaic behind the stove, stone floors, and marbleized counters--reminiscent of Tuscany. The kitchen is very important says Miss D, as that is where Panties will be spending most of her time.

Two Amused Girls

 

Dear Miss Panties,

Thank you for your sweet e-mail. I am writing in order to express my pleasure in your performance. You are adequately listening to my needs, the mark of a good woman. Thanks for the (second) floral bra. Congratulations on your success as a society woman. You give excellent gifts, which I have received. By the way, we now have matching panties. I could not resist the pink polka dots and lace. Your duties as a maid, secretary, and rising womanhood is not going unnoticed. I am delighted to hear that you are dedicated to your training, which is not a game. I imagine the pink scarf accented your attire quite elegantly. D may have informed you that we have our eyes on a hot-pink gown that would flatter you and could be your debutante gown... We have been listening to the tape and finding delight in it. Please do not worry about whether I think it is abuse or not. You asked for the training, therefore it is not abuse. With that in mind, I am honored to train you to be the best woman you can be.

With love,

V.P. C

EMail From Miss C

This summary is not available. Please click here to view the post.

Put on Your Bra

This summary is not available. Please click here to view the post.

Face in the Dogbowl

 

Panties was reminded recently just how lucky she is to have such a kind trainer. Miss B had a thing about cockroaches and maggots and snails which were a regular part of the regimen. Panties had forgotten how long ago, Miss D had been in the audience as Miss B put Panties through her training dance and recital. Maybe Panties had hoped she had forgotten until recently Miss D remarked: “You should appreciate (how easy) things are.. Remember when you had to bark like a dog? Drink wine from a cat dish? Aren’t you glad I haven’t made you do that?” Panties wasn’t sure, but she had probably glimpsed the pink dog bowl Panties had hidden away on a high shelf and was definitely glad she prefers other kinds of amusements. She did make a crack about leading Panties around the park on a leash and recently said she likes to give Panties a little slack so that she is “able to feel the pull and tug of the reins.”

Pink

 

Panties’ spent the weekend putting away her drab inappropriate wear and sorting through the clothes which best suit her. Now when she looks in her main closet, she sees the lighter colors of the spring, with a distinctly pink shift. She went out of her way to choose a pretty pink little radio she can take out of her purse to catch the latest health alerts and fashion news. Miss D has taught Panties her favorite stores around town and on-line. She has asked Panties to go to Victoria’s Secret for a fitting and to purchase a hot-pink bra which will go well with the color scheme she has planned for Panties’ little room she will someday be living in.

Swimwear

 

Miss D had asked Panties to mend Miss C’s hand-crafted bathing suit. Thanks to circumstance and Panties' lack of foresight, the bathing suit was lost and soon after she received this email:

(Miss C) would like this from Victoria's secret.
Black skirted mini scoop size small $28
Black paisley wireless push up tankini top xs

The studded sandals on that page are pretty hot too...as are some of
the cover ups.

Also, what are your sizes? This could be useful information. And what do you wear on the beach? A pink bikini (I almost spelled it "binki"; I think it would be cute if you called a swimsuit a "binki"? A pink tankini? And old woman style bathing suit--maybe a little
retro? One piece? Swim dress?

Not

 

Although Panties has in the past been trained mercilessly in the spirit of sissy Christmas, sissy Labor Day and sissy birthdays, Halloween has always been the most sensitive occasion for Panties. A point not lost on Miss D, who, laughing, made the connection between “Halloween costume” and Panties’ non-sissy attire. It would be almost too easy to send Panties out as Tinkerbell, or as a tampon, or have her spend the day dressed and behaving like a gay man, or even a flagrant transvestite. Thanks to a flurry of remarks by Miss D, Panties understands the most profound choice of all is to not dress at all for Halloween. So Panties spent the entire day out of costume.