SALESWOMAN FOR MY MOTHER - CHAPTER 3

Can you just imagine a boy wearing panties and a bra? Well… you don´t have to. Just look at me right now. Lilly made me wear super lace panties and a bra so I looked like a boy who is secretly enjoying wearing feminine clothes which wasn´t the case… it definitely wasn´t the case. I knew that my behaviour was so wrong and that I acted like a terrible person… but my mother just couldn´t make up a worse punishment for me. I would gladly do anything but… being an assistant in the clothing shop and being dressed like a girl the whole time… it was just so embarrassing and it would be embarrassing for every single boy. And the problem was that the bra and panties were just the slight beginning of my punishment. I was standing in the dress-up room and Lilly was definitely enjoying looking at me and wearing the modern bra and panties. And the worse just came… the nylon tights. I had to put on the nylon tights… something which was so much feminine. Lilly was giggling and she handed me the pink nylon tights which I had to put on.

“Come on, Peter… put them on… or I am gonna call your mom and you already know the consequences!” she giggled. Of course, I knew the consequences but… I really didn´t want to put on the nylon tights. It was just so embarrassing to put them on in front of Lilly.

“Please… can´t we just make some kind of deal? I will do anything… just please… don´t make me wear feminine clothes in the shop… how could I be there dressed like this in front of customers?” I said and hoped that it was a good argument. Lilly looked at me, giggled and stroke my cheek.

“My dear… of course you won´t be there in the shop just in the bra, panties and nylon tights! We are not even in half of the dress-up process! Don´t worry! In the end, you will be such an adorable girl that almost every woman will envy you!” Lilly said and it was probably even worse than I expected. She was so determined to make revenge on me because I treated her so badly before. And I understand it… I wanted to humiliate her in front of my mom and in front of the manager… and now… she wanted to have her revenge.

“Lilly… please… I understand that you want to have revenge… but… I beg you…. I beg you for your forgiveness. I know I made a terrible mistake and I am so sorry… just please… don´t make me do this!” I cried out. She smiled at me and said:

“Oh… Peter… I am not doing this because of revenge. I already forgave you… But this is for your own sake. You need to change and learn that not everything in your life will be like you wish… you can´t buy everything and there are things a lot more powerful than your will… You treated me terribly and I felt really humiliated in front of the manager and your mom… but okay… I forgave you…  but your deed was done and you will have to make up for it. And this is the only way… and your mom wanted this as well and I can´t disobey your mom because she is my boss as well! So… I am telling you again… Put on the nylon tights!” she answered. But I didn´t believe her… she wanted to be a wise and adult girl but she probably just wanted to have revenge on me… Yeah… I was still blind and the same cheeky boy…

“But… it is so feminine… the nylon tights… why do I have to put them on?” I protested again. I really didn´t want to have nylon tights on my body.

“Because… Peter… you treated me so badly because I am a girl… and now… you will taste what it is to be a girl!” Lilly answered and handed me again the nylon tights. “This is the last time I am telling you, Peter… put them on or I am calling your mom and you just don´t want to see her angry again!” Lilly threatened and I had no choice… I took the nylon tights into my hands and I immediately felt the smooth material of it. It was so strange and it made me feel embarrassed. My cheeks got red but as I said… I had no choice but put on the nylon tights.

“I am waiting!” Lilly told me and she was trying to rush me… and it worked. I got afraid that she would really call my mom and that would be the end. My mom would be so angry with me and she would probably force me to work here as a feminine assistant for the whole year which would be a nightmare.

“Okay… okay… I am putting them on!” I said. And I really did it…. I had no choice. I put on the pink nylon tights and I had to be super careful.

“Be careful because it is so easy to make a hole in the nylon tights. You know… these are made for the most sensitive girls and you will be soon a sensitive girl as well!” Lilly giggled.

“A sensitive girl? No… I am a boy!” I cried out. I just couldn´t imagine myself like that.

“Not for long… just look at yourself… a boy who is wearing a bra and panties and is trying to put on the nylon tights isn´t really a boy… But as I said before… you really need to try this… You need to feel what it is like to be a girl… after that experience, you can be a boy again…but it is always helpful to try being a woman!” Lilly said and she looked at me while I was trying to put on the nylon tights. I was putting them on really slowly because I was really afraid that I could damage them which would be a disaster because they were pretty much expensive. And without my credit card…. I will have only money which I will earn here.  And it took me almost 5 minutes to put on the nylon tights properly. When I was done… I looked at myself because there was a mirror in the dress-up room and I really couldn´t believe my eyes… It was… terrible… I saw there an embarrassed boy with red cheeks who was wearing… well… you know what and it was so embarrassing to see myself like that. But Lilly was obviously enjoying it and said:

“You see? What a wonderful girl you are turning into! I love that! I love the progression… at first… you just looked like a boy in feminine clothes… but now… you are almost looking like a short hair girl! I love that!”

“A short hair girl? I don´t want to look like a girl!” I protested again because it was everything I was able to do.

“Oh… I know that now… you probably feel a bit uncomfortable but don´t worry… you will get used to this and I guarantee you that you will eventually fall in love with our pretty feminine clothes! And there is nothing wrong with wearing feminine clothes! Why are you so embarrassed? It is an honour for you to wear these pretty and beautiful clothes!” Lilly told me and she really expected that I would be honoured. Well… it was a really strange honour to be wearing feminine clothes.

“Honoured? But you don´t understand it… I am a boy and it is embarrassing for me to wear feminine clothes… it would be embarrassing for you to wear my male clothes as well!” I said it but… it wasn´t so smart. Lilly looked at me, giggled and answered:

“Oh… Peter… but I absolutely love wearing jeans and shirts and hoodies… I love that and I don´t feel embarrassed at all! And you should feel the same about our feminine clothes. And do you know why don´t you feel like that?” she asked me.

“I actually don´t know… why? I almost yelled at her because I had enough of this.

“Because you are still too proud and you think that you are the alpha male who is in charge of everything… except… you are not and you need to feel the weakness as well… without weakness… there is no strength…. without cold… there is no warm… do you understand it?” she asked me.

“But this has nothing to do with me and wearing feminine clothes…” I cried out.

“Well… you obviously still need to learn the lesson… I was thinking that I could forgive you for some parts of dealing with your mom… but I guess that it would be foolish… you really need to experience the full femininity!” she said. “And this is why I am gonna give you this beautiful yellow dress and you will have to put it on!” she said and handed me the yellow dress. I just stared at her and then I stared at the yellow dress she was handing me. Again… it was just so a feminine dress that she just couldn´t pick up even more feminine.

“But… the yellow doesn´t match my pink nylon tights!” I tried to save the situation because I really didn´t want to wear this yellow dress… I thought that she could give me some feminine jeans and a T-shirt and we would be done with that… but I was wrong…

“Oh… you are right… I am so surprised but you are right! You are good with colours!” Lilly said and it looked so promising. Maybe… I won´t have to wear a dress. I smiled at Lilly and asked her:

“So… I don´t have to put on the yellow dress?”

“Well… no… I have a better idea!” she giggled and walked away. “Stay here! I am gonna bring you something else… something better and you are gonna love it!”

Her last sentence sounded terrifying and I was right. When she walked away… I stood there just 2 minutes because soon she was back and was handing me… a short red dress and it was maybe even worse than the yellow…

“This will be so much better with the pink nylon tights!” she giggled.

“But… no… please…” I just cried out and when I looked at the red dress… OMG… the yellow was just so much better… this was the full femininity…

“Please… can I wear the yellow one? I changed my mind!” I cried out.

“Too late… my sweetie… put this on!” Lilly giggled.

Yeah… it was too late… for everything…