My name is Rob and I'm 13 years old. I have a younger sister, Amy, who can be a real pest sometimes. But I guess that's what 12 year old sisters are for, huh. Actually, she is pretty cool most of the time but a few weeks ago she came up with the craziest idea I had ever heard of. She's real big into 4-H, belongs to the "Sunshine Girls" chapter with a bunch of other girls from our area. Anyway, they're always working on some kind of project or another and I usually don't pay much attention to what's going on. But one day I was passing Amy's bedroom and she called for me to come in there. Her room always kind of gives me the creeps, what with all the lace curtains, lace canopy bed, stuffed animals everywhere and all that. Well, to be truthful, I've always kinda liked it in there, which I know I shouldn't, and that's what gives me the creeps. Sheesh, what am I saying?
So I go into her room and there she is, sewing on some kind of dress or something. I guess her latest project is to make a dress by hand. "So do you like the material I chose for this dress? Do you think it's pretty?" she asked. Well, actually I couldn't have cared less but thought I would just go along with her so I told her that I liked it. "Oh, that's so sweet of you, Robbie (she always calls me Robbie....YUCK) and I just know it will be gorgeous if I can ever get it finished. But I'm at a point where I need to see how it looks and do some hemming and stuff. But the only way I can do that is for somebody to put it on so I can see what I'm doing. Mary Jane was supposed to come over today, but she just called and said she had to go somewhere with her mother." Wow, just the mention of Mary Jane did a number on me. I used to think of her as just one of Amy's screwy friends, but lately I've noticed she seems to be looking kind of nice to me, I mean, she's starting to fill out in certain places that I've noticed. I seem to be more interestd in girls than I used to be and I even get a tingle in my "thingy" when I think about Mary Jane. Crazy, huh?
"So how's all of this have anything to do with me, Sis?" I asked. She got this real big grin on her face and started looking me up and down and I knew something was on her mind. "Well, you are the only one around right now and you are just about my size (I hate that my little sister is almost as big as me....drives me crazy and my friends always tease me about it) so I thought maybe you could be Mary Jane's stand-in for me." As she said that, I felt this sudden surge of warmth in my crotch and all I could think about was Mary Jane wearing that dress and how I could fill in for her and......man, I must be going crazy. All I could see in my mind was Mary Jane holding out that dress to me and saying "You can wear it for me, can't you sweetie..only because I'm not there to model it in front of you." All of a sudden I heard Amy say "Hello....earth to Robbie....come in please." And then she started giggling because she saw the lump that was forming in my pants. I was so embarrassed I must have turned 10 different shades of red.
I quickly told her I wasn't the least bit interested in being her dress-dummy and started to exit her room when she ran in front of me and said "Robbie, honey, I think my big brother doth protest too much." And then she placed her hand over my crotch and I just melted right there on that spot. "I know how much you like Mary Jane and I know for a fact that she likes you, too. So if you will do this for me I'll tell you all about how I know that. And maybe even more." As she was rubbing me and saying those things to me I bcame putty in her hands, literally. I found myself saying that I would do it and she led me back into her room and told me to take my clothes off. Well, she had seen me naked before....but never in this condition. She noticed my concern and said "Don't worry, we'll take care of that problem soon."
As she got the dress ready I took off my shoes, pants and shirt. She then approached me with the dress, "Here we go, let's just slip this over your head. Oh my, this isn't going to work at all. Your underwear is much too rough to slide this dress over, but I've got an idea." I saw her go to her dresser and open a couple of drawers and she returned with a few things. Oh my god, she had a pair of panties and a shiny nylon slip in her hands. I said no way was I going to wear those things too, that I'd only agreed to wear the dress. But as she held those intimate items in front of me, my penis just kept growing larger. She smiled real big and looked me straight in the eye and said "But Robbie, these panties belong to Mary Jane. She left them here by accident the last time we had a sleep-over. Wouldn't you just love to wear something of hers that is this silky and smooth and don't you wonder how she must feel when she wears these? Well now you can find out. I'm sure she would get really turned-on knowing you would want to wear her panties."
By the look on my face she knew she had me where she wanted. So I meekly told her OK but that I thought I should put them on in private. She handed me the panties and I went into her bathroom and closed the door. I took off my jockey shorts and with trembling hands slowly pulled those silky panties up my legs and over my hips, all the while imagining that this was the same thing Mary Jane had done many times with these very same panties. That thought did it...along with the crotch of the panties coming in contact with my penis. My orgasm hit me with such force that I had to sit down on the toilet and just watch as I pumped Mary Jane's panties full of my cum. I had never had it pour out of me like this. I thought I was going to faint dead away. Little did I know at this moment that I had been totally hooked on the sensation of girl's panties.
"What's taking you so long?" I heard my sister say as she burst into the bathroom. Her eyes got real wide as she watched the last of my orgasm and the mess I had made in the panties. "Sorry to interrupt but I had no idea you were having a party in here." she said laughing out loud. "Well, it looks like you will have to wear a pair of my panties now. These certainly can't be worn under my pretty dress. Here let me help you." And she peeled the dripping panties right down my legs, tossed them aside and took me by the hand and led me back to the bedroom.
Back to her dresser she went and returned with a pair of her own panties. "These are some of my old ones that I think you will like. Here, let me hold them for you so you can just step right into them. Looks like we got your "problem" taken care of, at least for now," she chuckled. After the panties were on she placed the slip over my head and as it slithered down my body I again felt a twitch in my groin. God, these clothes were turning me into some kind of pervert. But in spite of that thought, I was beginning to enjoy the attention Amy was giving me.
She giggled and asked me if I wanted to wear one of her training bras. I told her I didn't have anything to train, and then a mean thought hit me and I laughed and said "and neither do you.....why do you wear one?" She got a real hurt look on her face that quickly changed to a smile and she said,"you think so, huh? Well maybe you just need to see for yourself." She started pulling her sweat shirt off and I saw her little training bra underneath. She reached behind and undid the clasp to the bra and pulled it off. She snickered as she saw my mouth open and I gasped at her chest. She really didn't have tits (at least what I would call tits) yet, but I was staring at the two most beautiful nipples I had ever seen. They were a dark pink color and stood straight out about 2 inches from her flat chest. I had a notion to stick out my tongue to lick one of them when she said, "that's enough for now........maybe I'll let you do more some other time. For now you can just think of these when you play with yourself. Maybe even pinch your own, wishing you had a pair to play with." Again, I had no idea at the time that that would be exactly what I would often do during masturbation....plus a whole lot more.
She finally got to the point of putting the dress on me and it fit as if it were custom made for me. It was a beautiful pastel pink with a lace overlay on the chest and all around the bottom of the skirt. There was also lace on the sleeve cuffs and around the high neck. "That's a good girl, Roberta, I can see you really like your new dress," she said. What did she mean, MY dress.....and calling me ROBERTA? All of a sudden I heard another voice saying "My, my, my, Roberta, you make a better girl than we thought you would." I turned around and saw Mary Jane coming towards me and she was carrying some things in her hands.
"Amy told me to be here about now....that she thought she would have gotten our plan put in motion. But, here, let's put your little socks and shoes on so your outfit will be complete." I was so stunned that I just sat back on the bed and watched as Mary Jane removed my own socks and replaced them with a pair of little girl style anklets that had lace on the cuffs. She then placed a pair of pink flat shoes on my feet over the cute socks. "These were my favorite pair of shoes a couple of years ago, Roberta. I hope you like them. Oh, and I do hope you won't make such a mess in them as you did my panties." I just looked at Mary Jane and smiled and my sister saw how glazed over my eyes were. She knew it would be no problem to continue my education about how to be a girl. And there was so much more to come.....but that's another story.
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