“Rise and shine, sweetheart. We have a big day
ahead of us,” Mrs. VanBeau greeted cheerfully as she
kissed the forehead of her effeminate charge.
As Shelley rubbed his eyes, Mrs. VanBeau drew
down the satin comforter and top sheet.
“Oh my, what’s this?” she gasped in shocked
motherly surprise. “Shelley, it looks like you had an
accident during the night. You’ve made a mess of the
sheets and your fiancé’s darling pajamas. Did you
play with yourself?”
“Why, n-n-no Mother VanBeau,” poor Shelley protested
with reddened face, trying to avoid her accusing
eyes by lowering his head in shame, as he wondered
at the soft ache in his groin.
“I hope not! Although, I can understand how you
would find such sensuous material so exciting. I just
cannot have you ruining these expensive sheets with
such accidents. What would Alicia say?”
Shelley vaguely recalled the very strange dreams
that excited him during the night. In an instant, he
recalled a stage full of beautiful dancing ballerinas
being lifted effortlessly by strong muscular male
dancers. A lovely French maid was gently bending
forward, to reveal layers of ruffled petticoats like a
white cloud over shimmering white satin panties, as
she puckered her sensual red lips to...
“I -I’m so sorry, Mother VanBeau,” Shelley exclaimed
in stunned surprise over the pleasure he felt
from recalling this exciting dream. Nervously, he
swallowed as if to control the emotions he felt.
“Please forgive me. And, please don’t tell Alicia. I
don’t want her to know I slept in her things.”
“Well, tonight we’ll have to do something to avoid
such messes in the future. As I told you last night, little
boys spending their first night away from home do
tend to have exciting dreams and such,” she noted
with a pleased smile upon observing his acceptance
of his situation.
What she had planned (all along) was
to swaddle her budding sissy in a diaper of soft pink
satin to absorb his wet dreams. In order to taunt his
all-too-sissy wet dreams, this would be covered with
a special pair of toddler-style, plastic lined, pink lace
and silk panties trimmed with ribbons and bows. Tonight,
he would be ready for the beautiful chiffon and
silk baby-doll nightie. `Yes, I might also instruct him
on the skills of foot massage and pedicure.’
Her plan was moving along nicely. She was well on
her way to being successful in convincing Shelley
that he should enjoy spending as much time as possible in feminine surroundings, wearing feminine
clothing and performing girlish tasks.