Sandi was gone along with everyone else, apparently they all forgot I was even coming. So, I got bored. When I get bored, I usually start exploring the house despite the fact there isn’t any place I haven’t seen in the whole place. Well, this day I entered Sandi’s room. I was frightened of this, and it took a great deal of nerve for me to do. But, I entered her room… Sandi’s room looked, I suppose, like any other girls room, but it was full of secrets! Some of which I wanted to find… Sandi had a perfectly huge walk in closet, and I went in to look at her pretty dresses. Despite the fact she is always trying to lord it over me, or should that be Lady, Sandi is a very pretty girl. And she is my sister, so, despite the way she treated me in those days, I took pride in her, well, beauty! I ran my hands over her silk and satin dresses and even had the nerve to try on one of her transparent silk nighties. Now, let me explain, I was… and I suppose still am a boy, Man now! But I had a fascination with soft and smooth fabrics. I’m not above going to the local fabric store and buying some sort of silk or silk like fabric even today. I didn’t get into trouble over my love of such fabrics until later in life. But, I did borrow, when I knew nobody would be asking me to strip, a pair of panties. The good silk ones! Now, there were more than a few looks given me when I would appear in the girls section of the clothing stores when there alone, but, I loved to wear, or just feel, girls underwear. The silk or near silk sort, that is! But, at this time, I wasn’t into going into the girls section, I just stole my mother’s and sister’s used panties to sniff and beat off in when I discovered the joys of beating off. Then, and one more step towards my future trouble, I took a pair of Sandi’s clean silk panties to wear under my pants. It was a Saturday so no school! My sister had a problem my mother didn’t. She kept close watch on her clothes. Not just her panties, but all of them! I think she began suspecting me right after my first ‘borrowing’ of her panties. Certainly she missed them… but, she never said anything to me about it. Merely looked at me in a funny way. Certainly she wouldn’t have suspected Dad. My father… now there was a man who nobody would ever suspect of being into wearing panties! When he could he dragged me to all the ball games he could find to attend. He really enjoyed them, but I had to fake even liking them! Didn’t think Dad suspected me of liking panties, not the girls who were in them, but the panties themselves. Then, one day I thought I was alone in the house so I entered Sandi’s room to borrow some special panties I just had to try on. I had been in the habit of dropping my robe right after my bath, no showers yet, and stepping naked to her panties drawer… “Thought it had to be you…!” Sandi lilted. She always lilted when speaking, that was Sandi talking… Caught… Sandi stood in the opened door of the walk in closet. I had whipped around on a pivot, and almost fell with dizziness, there was a smiling Sandi! This was a Sandi I had never seen before… there was no meanness in her smile. The closet light was on behind her so I really couldn’t tell what she was wearing, except I could see her lovely body outline through a sort of aura. Now, I said I couldn’t really see a lot, but I could see her face and the delighted expression to be found there! She turned to turn the light off behind her, stepped out and carefully closed the door… She was wearing her most transparent nightie! It really didn’t show anything clearly and yet didn’t really hide anything either. I knew she couldn’t be wearing panties under the top because the slightest color change would have shown through. “Sooo, you my brother, or Sister!?” I just stared at her, “Well, c’mon, were you goin’ to borrow my panties or something else!?” She never raised her voice above a whisper. But, I was scared to death! Had I had short hairs, she would have had me by them… “Well, then, I’ll assume you wanted my panties! Why don’t you go look in that drawer over there, then?” And she pointed to a drawer that wasn’t her panties drawer.
Like a marionette on strings, I went to the drawer she had indicated and pulled it open, all while looking over my shoulder at Sandi. I had to turn my head to look in the drawer, and what I saw broke me out in goose bumps. It looked like panties… But, in my size! “Wh… What’re these, then, Sandi?” I wasn’t thinking very well at all right then. “Well, take one out and try it on, Brat!” And I had to look up to see her expression and that relaxed me again. Even as I reached in, I felt a soft hand encircle my still soft penis. I hadn’t even heard anyone cross the floor! So, I jumped, and looked down and it wasn’t Sandi’s hand! I reached inside the drawer and pulled out a very pretty pink panties with a heart with a penis through it! It was just like a valentines heart, except instead of an arrow, it had a penis through it! The hand stayed on my slowly hardening penis and began pumping up and down on it slowly. “Why not turn around, Lover!?” A very soft and young voice purred in my ear. Since turning into the girl, my next older sister, would have pulled her hand off my penis I turned away from her. As I came around, she stepped into me and kissed me gently on the lips. “Now, are you Andy or Allissia?” Another voice inquired softly, my mother! The one who kissed me and jacked on my penis, turning it into a cock, Cendi, stepped back maintaining only her grip on my penis. “Wh… What ya mean, Mommy!? … I… I’m!?” And I couldn’t finish the sentence. Another voice, Mike, my older brother, pitched in quietly but strongly, “Well, either you’re Andy or Allissa. Which is it??” “What…!?” I still wasn’t thinking. “Alright then, we’ll spell it out for you… if you put on the panties, you’re Allissa. And if you don’t, you’re Andy! So, which are you?” Mom said gently. “Yh… Ya don’t care which it is, then!?” I was beginning to come down from my shock by then. “What if I put the panties on?” “Then you’re Allissa and will be treated as such. If you’re Andy you’ll be treated accordingly.” “What…” I started. “If you’re Allissa, you can wear all the girls things you want and can have a sex change operation at the proper time. If you…” “Be… Be treated as a boy then, huh!?” Everybody smiled and nodded their heads “Yes”. “Can I… uuhhhh, have proper sex either way!?” Everybody nodded again. Gently detaching Cendi’s clutching hand, I reached down with the panties and slowly pulled them up. I had looked down and jerked up in surprise when everyone began applauding. But, I had a problem, my cock was holding my new panties lumped out. Mike approached and gently shoved my panties down and took me into his mouth to suck. I noticed where Mike had been before there was a small puddle of panties.
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