Date: Tue, 06 Feb 2024 16:43:28 +0000 From: sunnysideboy Subject: Sissification of my brother Part 4 Hello everyone. I bring you another part of this story, I hope you like it :) I'm answering all the mails, I really appreciate your comments, feedback an ideas, I really do. If you have any suggestion or inspiration for the story please let me know. If you are liking it, please consider donating to this great website that allows us to find each other through these stories at the link https://donate.nifty.org/. Disclaimer: Remember that It is a fictional story whose sole purpose is to entertain, it does not promote or condone any type of act contrary to the law of any country and should not be read by minors. *** "What a cute little girl!" Aren't you grateful to your older brother for buying you all these toys? You should say thank you, don't you think?" says the cashier as she packs all the products into a large paper bag. "Thank you so much, brother, you're the best," Danny replies, hugging me around the waist. "You have nothing to thank me for, little sister, all this is just because you've been very good lately." The cashier gives us the bag, and we leave the store. We're in a mall quite far from home. I've driven for almost two hours to get here, but I think it's been the best decision. It's harder for anyone to recognize us here. The problem isn't just someone identifying Danny, but also identifying me, as all our family and friends know I don't have a sister. That would be enough to connect the dots and reach a disastrous conclusion. We walk together through the mall when suddenly I feel Danny taking my hand. I squeeze it and look at him. He's dressed like a girl from head to toe. His hair is styled with pigtails, one on each side of his head. He's wearing a bit of makeup, not much, but enough to look more feminine. A bit of blush, pink lipstick, mascara on his lashes, and a little pink eyeshadow. He's wearing a discreet gold necklace with a heart pendant. But the best part is he's wearing a white dress with pink seams, a big bow over the chest, and ruffles. It looks childish and classic at the same time and above all very feminine. It's like something a doll would wear. Underneath, he's wearing pink filly socks. He's also wearing white mary jane shoes that complete the outfit. All of these pieces came in the box from the model agency. Overall, he looks like a 9-year-old girl -a bit tall for her age of course- and he moves and talks like one. I have no idea if he's practiced that voice or if it's natural, but it's extremely convincing. I know because no one has looked at us strangely the whole time we've been here. The store attendants treat Danny as they would any other girl. They smile at him, ask him about school, about his favorite programs... I can't believe we're doing this, and even less that people are believing it. I mean, having a relationship with my younger brother is strange enough, but him dressing up as a little girl and behaving like one... it's something I had never even imagined. My brother is a teenager I know, I've seen it, but here he behaves as if he's never grown up, as if he was actually born as a girl and he does it with such ease that I can't help but think it's something he's always wanted to be. I watch Danny walk among the stores, trying on Paw Patrol and other cartoon character shoes over his ruffled socks, putting on blouses and dresses, skirts and tights, and he looks happy, happier than I've ever seen him before. It looks natural. I'm not sure if I should ask him about it... I don't think I will, he might lose that sparkle in his eyes that makes him look so cute. We're eating ice cream at the fast-food place. Around us, we can hear the water running from the fountain, the unintelligible conversations of the people that surround us, the laughter of some teens passing... we're in the middle of the crowd but we have enough privacy to talk openly. "How are you doing, everything alright?" I ask. "Excellent! This is so exciting, I don't know why we hadn't done it before. I love it! I want to do it every day, I mean, I know it's not possible, but if I could, I would do it every day. I love being like this," the excitement in his voice is noticeable. I smile and take his hand over the table. "You look incredibly amazing. I wish you could stay like this forever too." "I know, right? I feel very comfortable, and I think we've fooled everyone." "I don't know how you managed that, but really, everyone believes you're my younger sister. I'm impressed. Did you see how they treated you at the shoe store? All the ladies were fascinated with you." We chat for a long time about the adventure, laughing and eating our ice cream. I don't know when was the last time I spent time like this with Danny, maybe it's been a few years, but I love being able to be with him without fighting. Maybe Danny needed to become a girl so that we could truly understand each other. We finish and he picks up the napkins and all the garbage and carries it to the dumpster. I watch as he walks, his hairless legs, his white shoes, his arms so thin and slender, his hair swaying with every step he takes. I love it, every one of those little details about Danny and I realize that this is not just a prank, and adventure or a one-night stand, I am really falling in love with my little brother. "The movie is about to start, do you want us to go now?" I ask Danny as I hug him from behind. "Yeah, that's perfect," he says, and we head towards the cinema. We buy popcorn, soda, and Skittles. This date, between the gas for the trip, the food, the tickets, the toys, and other things I've spent on Danny, has been one of the most expensive of my life, but I don't mind, I'm having an incredible time, and it seems he is too. We go to the theater, which to our surprise is almost empty. It's a quite popular horror movie, but besides us, there are only two other couples in the whole theater. We sit at the back and eat the popcorn. It doesn't take long before the previews start, and when the movie is finally beginning, Danny whispers to me: "Adrien... I need to go to the bathroom." "Really? Why didn't you go before the movie started? Can't you wait?" I ask in a whisper too. "No..." Then I realize something. "Do you have your diaper on?" I ask. "Yeah..." I kiss him on the lips and wink at him, letting him know that he already knows what he must do. Danny understands and looks away from the screen as his body tenses up. I can't believe that my teenage brother, so snooty and bratty, the one who has always been annoying and spoiled is now sitting next to me wearing a little girl's dress and wetting his diaper. I notice how he concentrates and how he lets go of his bladder. He squeezes my hand as he does so and after a few minutes he whispers in my ear: "I wet myself, Adrien." "I know, Danny. It's ok, you're a good girl" That turns me on too much, enough to stop paying attention to the movie and focus on Danny who turns to look at me and without me asking, leans in to kiss me. We kiss tenderly for a long time, the whole introduction of the movie passes, and I only hear scary music and some screams of the actors, but my mind is elsewhere. My hands roam my brother's body, I touch his nipples, his neck, his legs... I slide my hand over his thigh, under his dress, towards his crotch and run into the warm plastic of his diaper. I feel his boner underneath it and when I touch it, it makes a rather distinctive plastic sound. He moans and I continue to do so, feeling the warmth of his diaper. We keep kissing and after several seconds Danny starts to shudder and then I know he's cumming because he stops kissing me and concentrates on stifling his moans and whimpers. I pull away from him, satisfied and turn to watch the movie. I'm not understanding why an actress is entering a dark basement nor why she is only carrying a candle, I'm trying to figure out what the hell is going on when suddenly I feel Danny's hands on my zipper. He slowly pulls it down, trying not to make any noise and then undoes my belt just as carefully. I don't stop him. He arranges himself so that he lies down on my legs and starts sucking my dick. The first thing I feel is the warmth of his mouth as my dick enters. He sucks it over and over again, like it's a baby bottle or a pacifier and I roll my eyes. It's not the characteristic blowjob where it goes in and out, where the head does most of the work, it's much more discreet and exciting. Danny flicks his tongue up and down and sucks hard, too hard. We don't make a sound, the only thing we hear sporadically is the plastic noise of Danny's diaper, but this is muffled by the music of the movie. None of the couples turns over to see us. It takes me a long time to cum, but when I do I hold Danny's neck so he swallows it all. He keeps sucking for a long time even after I've come. I don't know what he's doing, but then I feel like I want to go to the bathroom too. I whisper to him to stop, but he doesn't listen to me. He continues to suck and each time he does it makes me want to pee more. I can't get him off me without making noise and I can't stop now and so I let myself go in Danny's mouth and when I do I panic about making a mess, but I listen as he takes loud gulps, one after another, like drinking cold lemonade after a long day mowing the grass under the sun. He sucks it all down and swallows it without moving an inch. When I'm done, he gets up, settles back in his seat, buttons my pants again and leans on my shoulder to watch the movie. I don't know where I am or what has happened. I'm torn between being almost unconscious from pleasure and staying awake, but by that time I don't know what's reality and what's a dream, because the truth is this is all too good to be true.