Forced To Wear A DressDuring week days I stayed with our neighbours when my aunt goes to work. They had a babysitter who looked after their baby, a girl my age and me. The baby- sitter was a young beautiful teen-age girl with long black hair and an hour glass body.
I was a very shy boy, still am and took me a while to make friends with the girl. Most of the time we have been playing in the yard hanging on washing lines and jumping up and down from old washing machines standing around. I got fond of the girl and mostly admired her short dress with the Peter Pan collar the ribbons in her hair and the shoes and bobby socks she wore.
At that age we always have to tell the babysitter where we were if we move from the yard to one of the rooms in the house but when I do that the girl always beats me to it like when I ask to play in the yard ,she is the first one out the back door.
There was that one winter’s morning when we were playing in the yard, I had a pee but holding it because the game we were playing was to exciting. I told the girl I couldn’t hold any longer I am quickly going to the toilet. I first went to the babysitter to tell her where I was, she said OK. I rushed to the toilet just to find that the girl was already in the toilet. There was no time to wait so I decided to go pee in the yard. The trousers I was wearing was a little tight at the waist and was struggling with the top button. I couldn’t hold it any more and pee in my pants. Now I am in big trouble I thought and went to the babysitter to tell her what had happen. She told me to get undress so she can wash the clothes. I took of my shoes and socks and my trousers. The babysitter looked at me with big eyes and ask me why I was wearing girls underwear I was just standing there with embarrassment. After looking around in cupboards and draws she told me there was nothing for me to wear. The babysitter looked at a bag that was standing in the corner of the room and picket it up. In the bag was some extra clothes of the girl because she sometimes over night there when her parents work late. She threw the clothes out on the bed and I saw the dress, a pair of pink panties, shoes and socks. I have tried to see if by any chance maybe there were some pants in the bag, but nothing.
It was like I could read her mind, I protested I told her I am not going to wear that dress and I started to cry. The babysitter grabbed me by the arm and forcefully pulls the dress over my head. I was kicking and screaming while she was trying to get me in to the panties till she gave me three slaps on my behind. I calm down and let her finish dressing me. There was a moment when I looked at the girl for help but she was just staring at me. To make matters worse she started teasing me and told me what a beautiful girl I am. She gave me the girls doll and told me to go play house with the girl.
The babysitter later got frustrated with me crying and threw me out the front door. I was really scared because the two blocks of flats was facing each other and the children can all share one court yard to play in. But lucky for me there was no one playing in the court yard I thought, my eyes were blurring of crying. I was hammering on the door and pleaded her to open the door. Eventually she opened the door and asks me if I am going to be good I said yes and she let me in.
For the rest of the day I was just sitting there like a sweet little girl waiting for my clothes to dry. Later that day the babysitter change me back in to my own clothes. A half an hour later my aunt came to pick me up to go home. I didn’t tell her about my accident.
Later that evening while laying in bed I couldn’t understand my feelings because I liked the way the clothes felt on my body, but why was I so scared and angry at the babysitter, was it because she dress me in front of the title girl.
wandacom 41-45, M 15 Responses 11 Mar 24, 2011