Miss D has trained Panties to be of service to her friends. Her BFF Miss C recently took advantage of her authority and Panties’ excellent credit rating to secure a swank apartment downtown. She in turn decided to use Panties on behalf of her friend Miss M, a young, talented, but under-employed jewelry artisan. Without consulting Panties, Miss C commissioned a piece of jewelry, appropriate to a transvestite sissy, which she had Panties pay for along with an unrelated expense for dogfood which Miss M had bought Miss C as a favor. After a brief interview during which Panties described her identity as a transvestite, Miss M spent a few weeks “dreaming,” and soon after Panties received a parcel wrapped in ribbon. Panties wasn’t sure what she would find. Miss C had taken Panties’ collar measurements and made sure Panties overheard her laughing over the design with Miss D. Panties had been expecting something light and unobtrusive, perhaps a pink stone she would wear on a chain. Instead what she got was a curved triangle of silver wire, roughly the size of a hand, but unmistakably the outline of a pair of bikini panties. Six fiery red and pink stones dangled from the “legholes.” From the “waistband” hung two pink orbs, wrapped in spirals of silver wire. There was also a detailed note from Miss M which read in part: “I began picturing your pendant as soon as we finished talking... It was difficult at first, but slowly a picture began to form. You had seemed very doubtful that anything could possibly replace your panties. That’s when the solution became clear. I needed to literally replace your panties. So your pendant is the result of that realization. The shape of the panties is apparent to anyone who knows your secrets, but only suggestive to a stranger. The pink balls in the center are there to remind you of your own panties, and their personal package...The overall piece is a statement piece. People will notice it and likely ask you about it. You will be confronted with the need to explain your piece and perhaps will encounter varying levels of humiliation and embarrassment by exposing your personal side to others." Panties tied on the pendant with the white butterfly straps suggestive of the appliques found on the waistband and legholes of panties. With its heft and texture, it was less like putting on a necklace than some sort of yoke. Panties could immediately feel the intent of this dazzling addition to her wardrobe. Apart from its steady weight, the smaller gems and the two heavy pink globes bobbing just above her bra were a constant reminder of her training and transformation. She was instantly wondering about all the hours to come wearing Miss M’s artistry, how it would look over and under her blouses and dresses and how it would affect every social encounter within sight. Panties remembered Miss C and Miss D’s words, accompanied by shrieks of laughter: “Real girls don’t have balls in their panties!”
