Go FISH, part three

Three days later, on Saturday morning, Leah awoke, snug in her diaper and onesie, sucking greedily at her pacifier. She sighed as she recalled all the delightful things that had occurred since her sister began to sissify her—seeing herself with curly blonde hair, that stimulating kiss from Ms. Allison, and just last night, being wrapped in that soft diaper, fed a bottle of warm milk and her own sissy cream, and put to bed. “Oooo,” she moaned, “I’ve flooded my diaper!”

Amanda smiled from the doorway. “Yes, you have my pretty little one!” She came to Leah’s bedside, turned her on her tummy, and began removing her diaper. With a soft fluffy towel, she dried Leah’s nether region, powdered her, and wrapped her in a fresh diaper. “On your feet, baby sissy,” Amanda ordered, “time to dress for the day!”

Amanda took a very frilly little dress from the wardrobe. “You will spend the entire weekend as an infant, darling,” she explained, as she dressed Leah in the babyish outfit, including a pretty bonnet. “There—no one would guess you are a big grown-up 15 in this! Now, come down to the kitchen for breakfast!”

Leah toddled behind her big sister to the kitchen, where Amanda assisted her into a highchair, and strapped her in. “Can’t risk you’ll fall out, now can we?” Amanda handed the faux-baby a bottle filled with warm milk (and the sissy-cream from her milking the night before). “Drink up, sweetie—nothing but baby bottles for you until Monday morning!” Leah sucked hungrily at the bottle and each swallow only deepened her desire to be a sissy plaything for her sister.

When the bottle was empty, Amanda helped her down and walked her to the backyard, where a cute little playpen was ready. “Miss Amanda,” Leah pleaded, “our yard is so open! All the neighbors will see my sissy behavior!”

“Of course, they will, dear,” Amanda replied in a cooing tone. “That’s the point! Sissified darlings like you must get used to the humiliation of being observed and ridiculed…though I suspect some of the neighbors will enjoy fussing over you and seeing such a perfect pansy! You may even get to the point where you enjoy, love, and beg to be humiliated this way.” Amanda noted a twitch under Leah’s ruffled skirt. “In fact, I think it’s already begun…your little ‘thing’ is all excited, isn’t it?”

Not long after, as Leah sat in the playpen playing with her teddy bear and sucking on her pacifier, their neighbor, Mrs. Damanden, came to the fence. “Why, Amanda,” she cried, “who is this delightful little one?” And then recognition dawned. “Goodness, it’s your brother Leo, isn’t it? And looking so sweet and pretty!”

“You are right, Mrs. Demanden,” Amanda answered, “except that her name is now Leah and she is my little sissy sister!” She walked Leah to the fence and said, “Greet Mrs. Demanden as you have been taught, darling….”

Leah blushed and curtseyed. “Good afternoon, Mrs. Demanden.”

“Do you plan to keep him—excuse me, her—so babyish, Amanda?” the neighbor inquired.

“Oh no, she is a toddler only on weekends,” Amanda explained. “Once school starts next month, Leah will be attending as the 15-year-old she is…though her clothing will remain somewhat childish and overly feminine.” She pulled out the pamphlet from FISH. “I am following the guidelines of this organization.”

“FISH Academy, of course,” Mrs. Demanden exclaimed. “I know all about it! As president of the school board, I have led an investigation as to whether we should adopt their methods for some of our more…difficult…male students.”

“Then there will be no problem with Leah being a sissy student?”

“None at all, my dear,” Mrs. Demanden replied. “In fact, by the time the term begins, I believe she will have at least five or six feminized males as classmates. Would you like to be introduced to them and their mothers?”

“I would, indeed,” Amanda answered. “Do you hear that, Leah? You are not the only pretty pansy, the sole femboy, in town!”

Leah smiled shyly. “Yes, Miss Amanda…and I would love to meet my sister sissies!”

“I can arrange for two of them to be here on Monday,” Mrs. Demanden suggested.

“Wonderful!” Amanda said. “They can all have tea party!”

TO BE CONTINUED