Hey This is my first story so I guess I should some sort of warning above. The following is a work of fiction and is for entertainment purposes only. I think thats all.
Becoming The Little Sister
by Jaygee
Part 3
I woke up the next morning with the doll in my arms. "Dane come in for breakfast." It was mom. I walked in and she gave me my vitamin. I swallowed it.
"Where is everyone?" I asked.
"There all at school sweetie. It's Monday. Speaking of which we have to get you enrolled."
"I guess I'll be going to the same school as Christian."
"Probably Dane. See our school district might be a little different than what you're used to."
"How so?"
"Well, instead of just going up one grade each year, students take aptitude tests to see how much they have learned and to see which grade they should go in. It really is a good system. Christian needed a little help in 6th grade and was able to stay in it for a few extra weeks to make sure she learned everything. Annie on the otherhand was able to skip 3rd grade due to her academic success."
This was not good news for me. My parents had raised me in a rather poor neighborhood and my school was pretty much the oppisote. The teachers did not really try that hard and moved you to the next year regardless of what you learned. I had slid up to the tenth grade with poor reading skills and hardily any mathematical capabilities.
"Just relax. I'm sure you'll do fine on the test and if you don't we'll help you each step along the way."
I changed out of my pajamas into panties, another pair of flowered jeans, and a blouse. I began to walk towards the door when mom stopped me. "You're wearing jeans again!"
"That's all I bought at the store."
"Well last night after you fell asleep, me and Christian went back and got you a present." She pulled her hands from behind her back and held out the surprise. "Do you like them?"
It was a jean skirt with pink flowers stiched into it. In her other hand were a pair of white tights to wear under the skirt and a pair of black Mary Janes. I looked at her and told her that I would not wear them. "Please Dane. I know you'll look nice."
"No." I insisted.
"DON'T BE DIFFICULT DANA. NOW GO INTO YOUR BEDROOM AND CHANGE INTO YOUR SKIRT RIGHT THIS INSTANT!"
Never had I been so scared of a raised voice. For some reason I grabbed my skirt and ran into my bedroom. By the time I reached the door I was crying again. I sat down on the bed and took off my jeans. I began slipping the tights up my legs over my panites. Then I stepped into the jean skirt and zipped up the back, stepped into my Mary Janes and clipped them closed. Mom walked in. "Now, missy. Go sit on the make-up table and let mommy fix your hair." As I looked in the mirror I saw that the once neat braids had become loose and messy. "Mommy" sat me down at the make-up table and began brushing out my hair. After she was done, she grabbed a pink scrunchie and pulled my hair back into a ponytail. As she worked she noticed that I kept looking at all the cosmetics. There were lots and lots of bottles of nail polish, lipstick, and other things that I couldn't recognize. Finally she said, "Here, I'll help you." She grabbed a bottle of red lip gloss and began applying it on me.
"No... Mommy... Mommy, I'm fine..."
"Don't worry it will just take a second." She was right. In a moment she had applied lip gloss and mascara. I looked in the mirror and saw a pretty little girl that looked around 9 years old. "Alright Dana, now lets get to the school for your test."
"Can I go to the bathroom first?" I asked.
"Make it quick."
I ran, hearing my Mary Janes tapping against the wooden floor, towards the bathroom. When I finally got everything off I looked down to see that my already small penis was even smaller. In horror I realized that it wasn't even long enough to pee standing up. What was happening? I sat on the toilet and peed like the girl I was and then ran to catch up with mommy.
When we arrived at the school which was called "Sister Rebecca's" mommy held my hand and led me to the office. She filled out some paperwork and then another women led me into a private room for the test. "That is a very pretty skirt." I didn't know what to say. She sat me down and began asking me questions. They started out so easy it was embarrassing. "What's this a picture of? Who is the President? What's 3+1?" Then they began getting harder. "What is 5831 divided by 429?" I was allowed to use a pen and paper but I could never really do long division well. When I was done with all the questions I couldn't help but feel that I did poorly.
"Did I pass?" I asked.
"Oh, the test doesn't work that way sweetie. Don't worry, your mommy will explain the results to you."
I was then fitted for my school uniform which was given directly to mommy and then we drove home. On the way home mommy explained to me that my scores indicated I was just barely qualified for the fourth grade and that I would be starting it tomorrow. I couldn't believe that I was going back to the fourth grade, while Allison (who was three years younger than me) was in seventh. I started to cry. "Allison and Christian are going to laugh at me."
"Oh no. Dana don't be silly. They'll understand."
When we got home mommy handed me my school uniform to try on. It was a traditional girl's uniform with a blue and white plaid skirt and blue vest. "Mommy! This is a girl's uniform!"
"You didn't know? "Sister Rebecca's is an all girls school. It's one of the finest private schools in the nation and it is owned by the same person who owns my store. Your tuition is free and I intend to take advantage of it."
"But Momm..."
"Please Dana. It's not like you have shown any resistance against wearing girl's clothing. I mean look what your wearing right now." Sure enough my skirt, stockings, and pink blouse agreed with her. "Now no more whining. Put on your school uniform." With that she began to pull off my blouse. I tried to fight her off but it was pointless. Soon I was standing in front of her in just my panties on trying to shield them with my small hands. "Relax we're all girls here, Dana" she laughed.
"I AM NOT A LITTLE GIRL!" I screamed and I punched Annie as hard as I could. She didn't even seem to feel it. She just changed to a stern face and lifted me up over her knee.
"NO - HITTING - IN - THIS - HOUSE" With each word she slapped my bottom hard. My face was red and I was crying harder than ever. When she finally stood me back up on my feet, my crotch was wet. "Now look at this! You think you're not a little girl, but you aren't even potty trained." I cried louder. "Let's get you cleaned up."
She picked me up and carried me into the bathroom. She took off my wet panties and began wiping my privates with a baby wipe. "That's funny. I always thought that a boy had a penis" she laughed. I looked down and saw that my manhood had completely retreated inside what seemed to be the beginnings of a feminine trench between my legs. "It looks like little Dana needs a nap." With that she carried me to the bedroom and changed me into my princess pajamas. Then she laid me on my bed.
"I'm not tired!" I shouted like a girl having a tantrum. It was a lie. The moment my body had touched the bed I had grown sleepy.
"Sure, you're not." mommy laughed. "Now which dolly would you like. How about... Sarah?" She handed me the Sarah doll. I took it and threw it on the ground.
"I don't want a doll!"
Mommy smiled. "Thats okay sweetie." With that she turned off the lights and left the room. Only a few moments after she shut the door I was fast asleep.
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