Hip-2-B Square

 


My Size Barbie comes almost up to Panties’ waist and she has lovely eyes with real eyelashes. Miss B has forbidden Panties to touch her, sexually. “I know you want to sleep with her,” she said, “but you’ll have to wait. Anyway, how could you do this to your fiancee? What does she say about this?” Panties tells her how understanding Hip-2-B-Square Barbie is, how she accepts that Panties might be attractive to others. And how another Barbie of any size, is better than Panties cheating with any real woman. Miss B allows Panties to sleep with the smaller Barbie, but anything bigger is closer to “normal” than she would like. She likes how small Hip-2-B-Square’s hands are. She laughs at the idea of Panties holding hands with her. She has seen Panties pleasure her. She likes that Panties is building a life with this Barbie who has already shared movies, travel and even more intimate moments.

One Maid's Highlights

 

These words were spoken to Panties by various women over the years while she was wearing her maid’s uniform:

“I’ll ignore you. You’ll know exactly what you’re supposed to be doing at all times. You’ll go about your work like a shadow.”
“Curtsy!”
"You'll get up in the morning and your first thought will be of me. You'll dress yourself in your lingerie and your maid's dress. You'll tie your apron neatly at the back. Then you'll kneel outside my door and wait."
"Your work will be endless..."
“Take it in your mouth...”
"Maybe I'll make you wear your panties, stockings, garterbelt, and a bra when you meet her."
"Bend over..."
“You’ll show up at her house, dressed like a woman, she’ll know all about you, but you won’t know anything about you. And while you’re working, you’ll be thinking how you are obeying me. And I’ll call while you’re there, just to make sure you’re doing a good job.”
"You will work, Fraulein!"
“Crawl.”

Sissy Maid

 

This dress was purchased at a uniform store where blue collar servants shop for value. Made of wrinkle-free polyester it features a no-nonsense apron with the white collar and cuffs. She said she preferred it to the lacy crinoline fantasy wear made more for play than heavy labor. She thought twice about painting the floorboards, worrying about how durable it would be. But she decided to go ahead, adding, "After all, you'll be taking care of it." She liked to have her maid working on her hands and knees which is past the point you could push most servants. When this picture was taken, there was another girl in the other room who was dying to know what was going on. Nothing but a young lady instructing her maid... reminiscent of a transvestite fiction titled “Maid Secured,” whose cover illustration has a determined-looking woman thrusting a maid’s uniform at the viewer. In the background is a set of male clothes folded on the back of a chair. Another fiction, the “Sissy Maid Academy” gives a pretty good idea of what goes on behind closed doors all over the world. The cover of Volume 2 shows a short-haired maid, holding a roast turkey she is about to serve. She is dressed in a maid’s uniform and is smiling. But if you look closely, there is a tiny bit of anguish in her eyes which perfectly captures the dilemma of the sissy maid, doomed to serve and curtsy and to be used, with no expectations of love, appreciation, or financial reward.

She's Not the Girl at the Video Rental

After a few drinks you don’t notice all that’s going on until years later. Off to the left in the foreground is Sean, passed out, who both girls (one of whom is straight as Lombard Street) were acting giddy-silly around. (What they will do around a real man!) If you recognize this bar you might find us here tonight (Saturday). Walk up the long hill sometime after nine p.m. There’s a lot of nice spots within 4-5 blocks on the avenue. We’d probably get here late, hopefully after most of the straight crowd has gone. The bartenders are not likely to be these two girls. Too bad because their attractiveness has more to do with their intentions and their interaction as their looks. But they might be around. Maybe we will talk to you. One of us at least will be in a skirt.

What a Real Girl Can Do

 

One night at a bar, a few doors over from Ginger's, downstairs, two pretty girls working the bar and it was very late and it was one of those eventful hours. The cute guy had slumped with his chin on his chest so one of the girls grabbed the camera and began taking pictures. And this is one she didn't mind showing off. She got fired shortly thereafter, but she's still around somewhere. If anyone recognizes these, please phone in!

A Letter From Miss B

Hello Surf Barbie,

Tell panties again, that I am disappointed in her. She knows better then to touch you. she will have alot of intense training when she gets back and she will learn to be a perfect sissy and obey you completly or she'll never have a squirt again. tell her that I also want her to set up my internet when she gets back so I can talk to you more often, I have only about 6 weeks left of working as much as I am. so in May she start getting trained alot more wheather she's around or not. [Her stepped up transformation will happen] so fast her head will spin. She'll have [a giant backlog of sissy rules by] end of the summer and be happy about it. The world as she knew it is over. We are going to have lots of fun at her expense.

S

Panties was making Miss B some cheese and crackers when the phone rang. Miss B picked it up and that is how she first got to know personally, Miss S. Panties had told Miss B about her, how they had met a year earlier and had been recently in touch. She was an excellent, observant writer and just the person to talk to over the phone when most of the world has turned in. Once Panties was on the phone with her while she waited in the park across the way for her friend to bring a spare key so she could get into her apartment she had locked herself out of. The friend, roused from sleep arrived on bike, almost immediately. Miss B generally was interested in girls Panties liked and friendly toward them in the way kids initially are friendly to everybody they meet. She wasn’t much concerned about anything like Panties regression into m*nhood, but was curious to meet this supersmart art student she had heard about. They chatted and when she got off the phone, Miss B said “I’m going to meet this little friend of yours. Maybe you be sitting at a separate table. Or maybe I’ll make you sit with us.” The next day however, Miss B was called to work early so it didn’t happen. But they have each others numbers and if Miss S moves to the city they could become friends.