Peace In The House

by Karen Singer

 

Chapter 4: A Little Bit of This, A Little Bit of That

 

After breakfast the next morning, Sally took John's very wet diaper off of him and sent him into the bathroom. "I decided that I don't want to be cleaning up a lot of your messy diapers, so every morning, you're going to be allowed fifteen minutes to sit on the toilet and do your business. If you have to go any other time, it will have to be in your diapers, so I suggest you try real hard to do whatever you can in the mornings."

John was ecstatic. At least this was something he wouldn't have to worry about as much.

After his bath that morning, Sally dressed John in just his diaper and another one of her t-shirts. "Laundry day today," she said to him.

Sally and John worked together to get the laundry together and had the first load in the washer when Megan came to the door. "Hi Sally," she said as Sally let her in.

Megan was carrying a large tote bag in her hand. When John had been sent in to watch the morning kids TV shows, Megan said, "I kept thinking all night about how we had to tape his hands up yesterday to keep him from taking his diapers off, and I hope you don't mind, but last night I had an idea I thought we could try that might make it easier."

"Oh good," Sally said. I had to tape them up again when I put him to bed last night to make sure he couldn't try to use the bathroom while we were sleeping." Megan reached into her bag and brought out a pair of gloves.

Sally was confused. "How are they going to help?" she asked.

Megan giggled and reached into her bag again and brought out some glue. "I thought instead of taping his hand around his bottle, we could glue the bottle to the glove, then put a ribbon around the cuff so we could tie it in place. It would be a whole lot faster and easier than using the tape, and he still wouldn't be able to use his fingers."

Sally stared in awe. "That's a great idea!" she said. "How about his other hand though, I only have two bottles right now, I'm not sure I want them both glued into the gloves at the same time."

Megan smiled and once again reached into her bag and brought out a large pink stuffed rabbit. "This was one that I found stuffed into the top of my closet from a long time ago. I thought we could sew the glove into place so that he would have to hold the rabbit all the time."

"Oh, he'll look adorable!" Sally cried in delight. "Megan, you really come up with the best ideas."

Sally and Megan sat in the kitchen and started working on the gloves. They cut slits around the cuffs of both of them and put a long pink ribbon through the slits. "We'll probably have to wrap tape around his bottled hand again until the glue dries," said Megan as they were working, "but it shouldn't take too long."

"That's Ok," said Sally, "and I think we're going to have to have him hold the rabbit so we can mark where to sew the fingers."

"I'm sure he'll just love it," Megan said to her and giggled again.

They brought John into the kitchen and sat him down in one of the kitchen chairs while they worked on him. John didn't know what new indignity he was going to have to suffer now, and was rightfully afraid. First, they pulled a glove onto his right hand. It was a really tight fit, but the material of the glove stretched just enough that he could get it on comfortably. There was a long pink ribbon that they pulled tight and wrapped completely around his wrist before tying in a bow. As soon as it was tied into place, they pressed one of his baby bottles into his hand again and started to wrap tape around it all again.

"Oh, good," he actually said to them in mistaken surprise. "This glove will keep the tape from hurting my hand when you pull it off. I appreciate that."

Sally and Megan both stifled their laughter and started to pull the other glove onto his left hand. "What's this one for?" John asked them.

They didn't tie the ribbon on that glove, instead, they held out the pink bunny to him. "Here, hold this," Sally said to him. John took the bunny in his hand.

"I think he should hold it more like this," Megan said as she moved the pink bunny into a position so it looked like a child cuddling it against his chest.

"That's good," said Sally. Then they took some pins and carefully put them into the bunny near the tips of each finger.

John was surprised when they took the bunny away from him and then took that glove off. He wasn't sure what was going on, but he had a feeling he wasn't going to like it.

They sent John back into the den to watch TV again while they went to work sewing the glove to the pink bunny. John was grateful to at least have one hand free while he sucked on the water in his bottle.

Megan did the sewing while Sally looked after keeping the laundry going. It took Megan quite a while to get the glove sewn to her satisfaction, but when she was done, she knew that John's hand was going to be totally useless to him. Sally and Megan both put the glove on and found they couldn't do anything with that hand. With both gloves on, they realized that the ribbons were probably not even needed since the glove was difficult to remove as it was.

They were about to call John into the room to put it on him when the phone rang.

"Hello," said Sally into the phone. "Oh, Hi Cathy…really?…yeah, that would be great!…see you in a few minutes…bye."

Sally turned to Megan and said, "Cathy and her brother are cleaning out their attic today and they found an old wooden high chair they thought we might want to borrow for a while. They're bringing it right over."

"I'm sure John will just love it," said Megan laughingly.

Sally and Megan carried the pink bunny into the den where John was sitting watching children's TV shows. As soon as John saw that the glove was attached to the stuffed animal, he knew it was going to be another nightmare. Sally pulled the glove over his hand and tied the ribbons. John found his hand filled with a large pink stuffed bunny that he found impossible to let go of. His hand was once again totally useless. This was even worse than having it taped. It looked like he wanted to hold the bunny.

"Let's take the tape off of the other hand now," said Megan.

Sally unwrapped the tape from John's other hand. John was glad for the glove because for once removing the tape didn't hurt at all. However, when the tape was off, he found that he still couldn't move his fingers at all. His entire hand was stuck tightly to the bottle. He tried to stretch his fingers out to free them, but it was useless. Both hands were now uselessly stuck holding baby things, and no matter how he tried, he couldn't free them.

"He looks even more like a big sissy baby now," said Megan delightedly.

"He really does," Sally agreed.

Just then the doorbell rang. "That must be Cathy," said Sally as she and Megan headed to the front door.

"Hi Cathy. Hi Paul," she said to her two visitors.

Paul was Cathy's older brother. He was a few years older than John and had helped Cathy drive the high chair over in his car. "Cathy tells me that you're turning John into a big sissy baby," Paul said as they brought the high chair in.

"We certainly are," answered Sally. "Let's put this into the kitchen then come on in and you can see him."

After the high chair was put into the kitchen, they all walked into the den. "Say hello to our company John," said Sally.

John's eye's bulged when he saw Paul standing there and he was suddenly too surprised to move.

"I said to say a 'proper' hello!" said Sally to him again. The tone in her voice left him no room for argument and he slowly got up and curtseyed as best he could with the bunny and bottle in his hands and said "Hello Paul and Cathy." He looked a sight standing there in his obviously wet diaper and t-shirt holding the large stuffed rabbit in one hand and a bottle in the other one. He was obviously very embarrassed.

"My God!" said Paul finally. "Cathy told me, but it was hard to believe. He's certainly starting to look the part."

"You don't have his hands taped up today," said Cathy.

"We don't have to anymore," said Sally. "That was our project for this morning."

"See the gloves he's wearing," said Megan, "one of them is glued to his bottle and the other one is sewn to the rabbit. There's no way he can let go of them or use his hands for anything else."

"That's fiendish," said Paul.

"It makes him look even more like a sissy," said Cathy.

"What are you going to tell people when they see him?" asked Paul.

"I really hadn't thought of it," said Sally, "the truth I guess. It's another one of those things that I'll just have to figure out."

When Cathy and Paul had left, Megan said she had to leave too, her mother had left her with some errands to take care of. "You know," Megan said before she left, "Paul had a good point. You might want to start thinking of how you're going to handle taking him out of the house and letting everyone see him – if that's what you're going to do. Since you're pretty much tied to him for the entire summer, I really don't see you staying home all the time."

"You're right," said Sally. "I'll start giving it some thought."

 

At lunchtime, John was not at all happy to see the high chair. When he sat in it, his feet dangled off of the ground. When the tray was locked in place, he felt like he was totally trapped. Sally took the gloves off of his hands and let him eat a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. "As long as you don't give me any trouble," Sally said to him, "I'm going to leave these gloves off of you for a while. I want you to help me with the laundry."

"Great," John said enthusiastically, "anything to have my hands free."

After lunch, Sally changed John's diaper and then they both worked on the laundry and making up the beds again. While they worked, Sally kept thinking about what the best way would be to handle people asking about John. Finally she decided on a plan. She liked it because it was honest, and it would cause the most humiliation to John. John was not at all happy when she explained it to him, and then made him practice over and over again throughout the day.

 

When Kate got home that night, she was glad to see dinner was on the table and that everything seemed to be going smoothly again. She noticed the high chair next to the table and just rolled her eyes at it. John was standing near Sally. He was wearing only a diaper and a t-shirt and was cradling a large pink stuffed rabbit in one arm and had a baby bottle in his other hand. He looked like an overgrown sissy baby. After giving them both a hug, she said to Sally, "Where did you get the high chair? I guess you're going to make John sit in it when he eats?"

"Cathy brought it over for him," said Sally with a shrug. "I couldn't resist. And Megan and I solved the problem of his hands so we don't have to tape them up anymore. Show Mom what we did," she said to John.

John held out the stuffed rabbit and the baby bottle to his mother.

"I don't understand," said Kate wondering what the deal was.

"Take his bottle and rabbit," said Sally to her with a smile on her face.

Kate reached out and grabbed the rabbit and the bottle, but it seemed that John wouldn't let go of them. Then it fully dawned on Kate just what Sally had done. The rabbit and bottle were attached to the gloves. John couldn't let go of them. "That's ingenious," said Kate to Sally in amazement. "Are you going to feed him tonight?" she asked.

"No, I just wanted you to see them," said Sally proudly as she undid the ribbons and pulled the gloves off of John's hands.

After dinner that night, Sally and her mother worked together to clean up the dishes. After all the work that Sally and John had done around the house it seemed like the least she could do. Besides, she liked doing things with Sally.

"Mom," Sally started while they were working.

"What is it?" Kate asked her.

"I really need to get some more clothes for John. I'm trying to turn him into a sissy, so I think he should be wearing all girls' clothes, but he's a little bit bigger than I am, and most of my things won't fit him. Is there any way we can get him some new clothes?"

"Well," said Kate thinking about it. "I'm getting paid tomorrow so I think we can afford a little bit at least. Tell you what, I need to do some grocery shopping at Wal-Mart on Saturday, you can shop for whatever you want while I'm buying the food."

"That would be great!" said Sally enthusiastically.

Kate had another thought, "I think I should be bringing home enough so that I can start giving you your twenty dollar allowance again, and since John stole your earrings, I think that his twenty dollars should be going to you for a while too. Besides, it looks like he won't have much need of any money for a few months." Then she thought of something else and smiled at Kathy, "And," she added, "I think that I can manage another ten dollars for you for being in charge and for taking such good care of the house and making sure dinner was ready every night. That's fifty dollars. Not much, but it's all we can afford for now."

"That's great!" said Sally again excitedly. "I have a few dollars saved up to go with it too."

"I don't think that John has much money," said Kate thinking a bit more, "but when we're done here, we can check his wallet too. After all, you're buying things for him."

"Yes!" said Sally even more excited.

When they were done with the dishes Sally and Kate went up to John's room to check his wallet. They found about fifteen dollars there. Sally figured she had about twenty-five dollars of her own, so all totaled, she figured she would have about ninety dollars to spend this week on sissifying John. Not bad at all she thought.

 

That night when Sally got John ready for bed, she put the gloved rabbit and bottle on John to make sure he wouldn't be able to remove his diapers while everyone was sleeping. He looked so adorable in his nightgown, holding them in his hands, that she decided she would put them on him every night.

After John had been put to bed for the night, Kate said to Sally "You know, with the way you're treating him, when this is all over, he's probably going to wet the bed every night again."

"Good," said Sally. "It'll serve him right."

 

The next morning Sally dressed John in just a diaper and t-shirt again. She left his hands free figuring she would be able to watch him. She had sent John into the den to watch the morning kids' shows when Cathy called her on the phone. "Hi Cathy," she said into the phone. "What am I doing today? Oh not much, I'm thinking about doing my nails today, and maybe John's too," she added as an afterthought. "Sure you can come over. Megan will probably be by in a little while too. See you then. Bye." Sally hadn't thought about doing John's nails before. The thought just came to her. "How could she have overlooked it?" she thought.

Sally, Megan and Cathy all spent the morning together doing each other's nails and generally having a good time together. Sally told them about the upcoming shopping trip to get John some new clothes. "Oh, can I come with you," asked Cathy. "I would absolutely love to be there."

"Me too," said Megan.

"I'll have ask my mother when she gets home tonight said Sally and let you know. In the meantime, I think it's time that my sissy brother got his nails done."

"Oh good," said Cathy.

"By the way," said Megan, "did you think of anything for when people ask why he's dressed that way?"

Sally just smiled at her with an evil grin on her face. "I'll show you," was all she said.

When John had been called into the room with them. Sally said to Megan, "Ask him."

It took Megan a moment to realize what Sally wanted, but she soon caught on. "Why are you dressed like a big sissy?" she asked John.

John looked pleadingly at Sally who only nodded back at him that he should do as he was told.

John first dropped a quick curtsey then said, "I did drugs and stole things, and was very nasty to everyone. Dressing like this and becoming a big sissy will help to remind me to never do any of those things again." Then he dropped another quick curtsey to signify that he had finished.

Cathy and Megan broke out in peals of laughter. "It's great, I love it," they both kept saying. Sally smiled, but inwardly, something had bothered her about John's performance. She realized that he was starting to really resent his treatment again and the tone of his voice didn't really sound like he meant it. While John was doing as he was told, she realized that she had a long way to go with him yet.

Cathy and Sally both worked on John's fingernails and toenails together. Megan asked if she could play with his hair a little and got a brush from her purse and went to work. When they were all done, John looked even more like a sissy and all three girls squealed in delight. John's nails were done in a shade of bright pink and Megan had arranged his hair so that he now had bangs that were cut straight across his forehead, and she had managed to form two small but still respectable pony tails in the back from John's longish hair.

"John, you're looking more and more like a big sissy all the time," Megan said to him.

"You know," said Cathy, "he really doesn't look much like a 'John' any more, does he?"

"He sure doesn't" said Megan. "Maybe we should just call him 'Sissy' from now on," she added.

"I like that idea," said Sally. Then she looked straight at John and said to him, "From now on you name is 'Sissy'," she said. "If anyone asks what your name is, that's what you'll tell them. Got it? Now, what's your name?"

"Sissy," said John angrily through his teeth. Sally noticed his building resentment again. Things had gone too well for too long and John was starting to fight back again. He was going to be due for another attitude adjustment soon.

 

That adjustment came the next morning when Sally was getting him ready for their shopping trip. John had finally had enough and the thought of going out to the busy Wal-Mart dressed like a sissy and having to shop for more sissy clothes just pushed him over the edge. "No!" he finally shouted, as Sally was about to diaper him. "I won't do this any more! I'm no sissy and I refuse to be treated like one anymore!" he said defiantly to her.

Sally had been expecting this and was glad that she had warned her mother that it was coming. When Sally got up to subdue him, John ran from her, naked, through the hallway to his room and closed the door. Sally, on her way after him, stopped long enough to pick up her hairbrush from her dresser before she went after him. In his room, she found John was about to put on a pair of his old underpants. "Stop right there!" Sally commanded angrily.

"No," said John, "I'm not wearing anymore girls clothes, and especially no more diapers!"

"Oh yes you will!" said Sally as she crossed the room in a flash.

John tired to defend himself, but as usual he had no chance. It only took a few moments to get John physically subdued. His mouth though was another matter though. He was swearing horribly. Sally looked up to see her mother leaning against the doorjamb watching her.

"Don't let me stop you," was all Kate said as she watched.

Sally pulled John up off the floor and sat on his bed pulling him across his lap. John was still cursing up a storm, but Sally could tell from the tone that he was starting to get fearful again. She grabbed her hairbrush and started in on John's bottom with plenty of vigor. A few seconds later, John's cursing had turned into cries of agony and he was pleading for her to stop.

Kate just stood there and watched as Sally told her brother he better stop using such foul language and had better start accepting that fact that he was going to become a big sissy. John was crying pitifully and pleading for her to stop, but Sally just kept spanking him and making him promise to behave himself like a good sissy. Kate finally left the room when it looked like Sally was slowing down.

"Now, are you going to give me any more trouble?" Kate heard Sally ask John as she walked back to her room and Sally landed another blow to John's sore backside.

"No," whined John.

"Are you going to put more effort into acting like a proper sissy?" Sally asked him with another swat.

"Yes," answered John through his sobs.

"Now what's your name?" asked Sally with another swat.

"Sissy," answered John.

"Good," said Sally delivering one last big swat before she let him up.

Sally's arm was tired, but John was a miserable wreck when Sally marched him back into her room to dress him. She put his diaper on him then once again dressed him in her stretch-waist skirt, a bra padded with the pantyhose, a girlish top, and then put a thin pair of white socks on his feet before putting his own sneakers on him. She finished him off by fixing his hair the same way Megan had done it yesterday. He was still crying, so Sally knew she would have to wash his face again before they left. Despite that, she was satisfied that he looked like a proper sissy.

 

Kate had given permission for Cathy and Megan to come along and they were both arrived at the same time, early. Sally had washed John's face and had put a little light makeup on him. Cathy and Megan both squealed in delight when they saw him. "Oh, you look adorable Sissy," Megan said to him laughingly as they all piled into the car.

At Wal-Mart John didn't really want to get out of the car, but he didn't have any other choice. His backside still hurt from earlier and he knew from the look that Sally gave him as soon as the car doors were opened that he had better behave himself. Standing out in the middle of the crowded parking lot dressed like he was totally filled him with terror, but he was stuck and had no choice in the matter. All through the store, people kept staring at him and pointing at him. He never stopped being embarrassed. Sally told him he had better smile and act like a proper sissy who was enjoying it. The memory of the spanking he had just gotten was all the inspiration he needed to at least put some semblance of a smile on his face and try to adopt a more willing attitude.

While Kate headed off to get some things for herself and then do the grocery shopping, Megan grabbed a cart and the girls dragged Sissy over to the shoe department. Sally knew she had to be careful with her money, so she only bought him one pair of shoes. They decided on a pair in a Mary-Jane style that wasn't too expensive. There was no way the shoes could be mistaken as being boyish. Next, they stopped in the lingerie department and found a package of frilly socks for him and two bras.

There was a salesgirl there who was watching them all with amusement. "Why is he dressed like that," the sales girl asked them.

Sally and her friends just looked at John with a smile on their faces. Seeing everyone looking at him, John immediately dropped into his small curtsey and told the salesgirl, "I did drugs and stole things, and was very nasty to everyone. Dressing like this and becoming a big sissy will help to remind me to never do any of those things again." Then he dropped another quick curtsey again.

The sales girl was totally astonished and was laughing out loud, but she managed to say to him, "Yes, I'll bet it will." Then she turned to the other girls and said, "I guess you'll be needing some panties for him too?"

"No," answered Sally. Then she turned to John and said "Sissy, why don't you show this nice salesgirl why you don't need any panties."

John obediently lifted his skirt and showed her the diaper he was wearing underneath. By this time the wetness indicator on the diaper was showing that he ha already wet himself. The salesgirl laughed so hard she had to leave to compose herself. Sally felt extremely pleased. John felt totally humiliated.

Sally and her friends made John try on several skirts, dresses, and tops before they finally settled on their purchases. While John had been trying on the clothes, Sally sent Megan to the hardware department to pick up a padlock for her, but didn't tell her what for.

All in all, Sally was very satisfied with what they were able to get for their money. Before they left, John had to go through his explanation routine two more times, once outside of the dressing room, and then one final time as they were paying for their purchases.

Kate had just finished stowing the groceries in the trunk when they got back to the car. "Good timing," she said to them. "How did it go?"

She was greeted with a chorus of "Wonderful, Great, and Fantastic" from the girls.

John didn't say anything, he was just glad to get back into the car again.

 

At home, John had to spend part of the afternoon putting on a fashion show for everyone. Kate and the girls all had a great time as they watched poor John showing off all his new clothes. When they were done, Kate said to him. "John, you're looking more and more like a girl all the time."

"It's not 'John' anymore," Sally corrected her. We figured he didn't really look like a 'John' anymore so we call him 'Sissy' now."

"Oh, I should have realized you changed his name when you kept calling him Sissy all day," said Kate. "I'll try to remember."

 

After the fashion show, everyone but Kate went up to John's room where they made him totally empty all of his clothes out of his drawers and his closet onto the bed. Then they made him neatly fold everything and put it into piles on the floor. When all his new clothes had been neatly put into place, they all helped carry the piles of his old clothes down to the storage room in the basement where Sally opened up a large trunk and emptied the few items that were in it out of the way. All John's male clothing was stuffed into the trunk and then, Sally put the pad lock on it.

Sally held the paper with the combination to the lock in her hand then led them all up to the kitchen. "I haven't even looked at this combination," she said to them all as she took out a match and then burned it right in front of them all. "Now there's no chance of him trying to wear his old clothes for the rest of the summer. We'll probably have to get some bolt cutters to get at them when it's all over."

John's eyes were bulging. Piece by piece, Sally was removing every last shred of boyhood from him along with any hope of returning to it before the summer was over.

  

  

  

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