#abdl storytime

“Mommy has a present for you!” I called from the living room.

“A present?!” His little voice answered. As his footsteps grew faster. He rounded the corner in a hurry.

“Yes, sweet boy. It’s a big day and I wanted to give you something to remember it.” I handed him the box. It was wrapped in soft pink paper with a rose gold bow overflowing the top.

“But.. but.. it’s pink?” He muttered, confusion clouding his face.

“Come sit down and open your present. I will explain after you open it.” I patted the couch, giving him a reassuring smile. He trustingly pattered over and plopped down next to me, swinging his feet and reaching for the box.

“Mommy what is it?” He asked as he pulled the bow off.

“You’ll see” I smiled.

He tore open the paper and lifted the lid from the box. His eyebrows drew together and his lips pursed. He lifted the shoe from the box and turned to me.

“Listen my sweet, you have learned all you can as a boy and you are no longer useful. Mommy wants a babygirl and you will learn to be what I want.” He started to cry. Tears running down his cheeks.

“I don’t want to be a girl!!” He dropped the shoe back in the box.

“That’s not how a good girl behaves. Good girls say thank you when they get presents. Now say thank you princess” I chide.

“I am not a PRINCESS!!!” He protested. I snatched his chin, pulling him towards me. I looked directly into his eyes, pausing for a heartbeat to let him still.

“You can be a princess or a brat, but either way you will put these shoes on and you will learn to be a good little sissy girl, or the whole world will know how pathetic you are. Do you want me to show all your friends and coworkers how tiny you are? Do you want them to see that you are a pathetic loser who needs diapers and can’t eat without a bib? The choice is yours.” I dropped his chin and waited.

The tears came again, but he slowly pulled the shoes out, one at a time and put them on.

I knelt on the floor to help buckle the straps. As I looked up, I could see a small flame of curiosity. She liked the shoes more than she wanted mommy to know.

That was just the beginning of how far training would go for my sweet sissy princess!