The Bad Little School-Boy       by Sissy Demi

Chapter Three

For the first time in days, Chris was in a pretty good mood. No one was snickering as he walked past, nobody was looking at him sidelong, not one kid was staring at him! Maybe today would be a good day... Maybe today the girls would let him off the hook... Suddenly, Cristina rounded the corner and bumped into the hopeful boy... and she was knocked flat on her back! Chris tried to help her up, apologizing the whole time. The blonde girl slapped his hands out of the way and got to her feet by herself. Rage smouldered in her blue eyes. Chris stood quietly, eyes downcast... but a slight smirk played at the corners of his mouth at seeing his nemesis laid out. Cristina saw this and narrowed her glacier eyes a bit. She forced herself to calm down and spoke in a pleasant tone:

"There you are, Chris..sy," she stammered a bit on his ‘new' name. "I've been looking for you all morning!" Chris swallowed hard. "No... Don't worry," Cristina said, seeing his discomfort. "My brother has to wear a uniform today for a school function and you have his only tie." Chris breathed a bit easier. Quickly he removed the red tie and handed it to the blonde girl in hopes she'd take it and scamper off to wreak havoc elsewhere today. As Cristina took the tie and was about to leave, Ms. Judge sauntered up and noticed the transaction. The vicious sub stopped her with a gentle touch. "If Chrissy is going to wear a uniform today," she began, "the dress code states a neckpiece must be worn as well."

Cristina smiled widely and giggled as she nodded her head enthusiastically. She set her book bag on a bench and rummaged around in it. With a flourish, she pulled forth a long, red satin ribbon and presented it to her. The sub mentioned that the ribbon wouldn't look as nice with a boy's shirt as it would with a blouse. Cristina just reached back into her backpack and pulled out a white poplin blouse with a rounded collar, mentioning that she always kept a spare uniform at school for emergencies. The evil substitute smiled like a used car salesman! She told Cristina that it would do nicely and motioned for Chris to take off his jacket and change into the new top. His blonde tormentor tied the ribbon into a big, floppy bow around his neck when he was done. Ms. Judge handed the feminized boy his jacket as he left, admonishing him not to be late for his first period!

So much for having a care-free day today, Chris thought. He made it through the first two periods with only a little ribbing from his classmates... though the appellation of ‘Sissy Chrissy' now seemed to be the taunt of choice. When he walked into his third period class, Ms. Judge was waiting for him... "Why, hello, Miss Chrissy," she warbled in greeting. "My, don't you look nice today?" Titters floated around the classroom. "Why don't you take off your jacket and stand in front of the class so they can see what a fashion conscious young man you are?" Chris hesitantly removed the jacket and draped it across the teacher's desk. Ms. Judge motioned for him to stand in front of the desk as she walked around to stand by him.

"Here we see that he has chosen to wear a princess seamed, white poplin blouse with a Peter Pan collar. A very soft and feminine style of shirt." Ms. Judge ran her hands an inch or so from Chris' body as she talked, pointing out the details as she went. "To accentuate this beautiful blouse he is wearing, he has added a red satin ribbon instead of the usual tie the boys wear." She fluffed the floppy bow a bit as she said this. "See how the red shows off his slender neck and creamy complexion?" Then the taunting sub stepped back a pace and motioned to his pants. "And, as I noticed earlier today, our girlish model has also chosen to wear stylish girls' slacks." Chris was confused... he thought this was part of the boys' uniform Cristina gave him. "Notice the side zipper and button? The flat, tummy controlled front? Flared legs? Very Chic, Chrissy!" She motioned for Chris to get his jacket and be seated...

Chris turned to reach for his jacket, but it was not on the desk! Ms. Judge held a finger up for him to wait for a moment and reached back behind the desk, handing him the blue uniform jacket. The embarrassed boy managed a weak smile of thanks and slipped the jacket on. It was then he realized the two buttons were on the opposite side! He looked quizzically at Ms. Judge. "I figured you may as well wear a girls' jacket to complete your ensemble," she shrugged in reply to the blank look. He sat back down amongst the stares and giggles. The class dragged on. At the bell, Ms. Judge stopped Chris as he left. "I've spoken to your Study Hall teacher," she told him, "You are excused from class today. Cristina wants to see you in the Home Economics room instead." She shrugged...

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