Date: Mon, 14 Jun 2021 17:41:42 -0400 From: Lacy Lips Subject: Satin Sissy Nephew Prologue (transgender-Teen) Satin Sissy Nephew Prologue ©Lacylips@gmail.com DISCLAIMER: This is a fantasy depicting sexual acts involving male teens. The story is intended for adult readers and not minors. IF YOU ARE NOT OF LEGAL AGE TO BE READING THIS STORY OR IF YOU FIND SUCH MATERIAL OFFENSIVE, PLEASE LEAVE. All characters are fictional and in no way related to any person or persons living or deceased. In no way is this intended to advocate for sex with minors its just my fantasy about growing up. _______________ It's a prologue to the real story but how I got there is important. Bear with me. I am Casey and all of this started when I was10, well almost 11. I had a sister Ella who was 15 at the time and there was my Mom, Beth. My dad had left long ago for who knows why but it was just us three growing up. My one male influence was my uncle Ted, Moms younger brother. She had a sister too, Anna. As a baby I was excited by the feel of the satin edges on my baby blanket and the feel of moms soft feminine fabrics that comprised her nightgowns and underwear. When she held me I was often in close contact with those silky soft materials and they gave me comfort, that and sucking my thumb once I was done with breast feeding and bottles. I was not really aware that these were specific exciting experiences until I was a little older, six or so. By this time my sister was 11 and mom had just bought her her first bra. She had to show it off and paraded around the house in her bra and panties frequently which seemed to get me all tingly watching her. To be truthful, I was jealous. Many times I would see mom in just her underwear, very pretty, sexy, smooth , clingy and now my sister got to dress like that too. It sucked! All I got were plain old scratchy cotton briefs and undershirts. Not pretty, not silky, not tight and encasing. I would often sit in my room and mope with my thumb in my mouth sucking away while rubbing some item of the ladies underwear over my cheek or my lips reliving the comfort of the crib I guess. By the time I was nine I just had to see what it was like in pretty panties so i would snag a pair of my sister sexiest ones from the laundry pile and slip them on with no one else around. I loved them. They felt so good with my tight little sack suspended in their softness and it usually made my little weiner hard as a rock which felt good too. I complained to my mom that I felt very left out when they had pretty underwear and I did not. I whined about it enough I guess that even my sister when to bat for me when I insisted that mom buy me some panties too. She caved and brought home 7 or 8 pairs of girls panties in my size. She gave me the bag and said I should take a look and they would be back later to check on me. I dove in and spread my new treasures out on my bed. Most of them were nylon, that soft silky kind, and a few ones made of satin, the really shiny, slippery, cool material type. The satin ones had gathered waist and leg openings making them a bit frilly. I liked that. Two nylon ones had actual lace trim at the legs and 2 others had open lace parts down the hip areas or as a panel to one side of the front. These were even sexier than my sisters collection I thought. Deep in my 10 year old horny thoughts, Mom and Ella waltzed into my bedroom and announced it was time for the fashion show. "Casey it is time for you to show your sister and I how you look in your new pretty undies." Mom stated. I was resistant but I had asked for them and they were not leaving til I gave them what they came for so I snatched a few pairs from the bed and ducked into the bathroom to change. First into a pink satin pair that rested on my hips and were kind of tight across my boy butt but every movement of my hips in them was elevating, shall we say, my mood. Totally embarrassed by my boy bulge pushing the glossy fabric outwards I presented myself, pantied, to Mom and sister. "Ta Da!" Ella spoke first. " Mom, doesn't he look so cute, and he is all hard in those panties. I think he is getting giddy and girly in those shorts." "Yes. He does seem to like them." "How do they feel Casey? Do you like your new underwear?" "I love them, all of them." I approached mom sitting on the bed and gave her a big thank you hug. Her hand slid down my bare back in the embrace and soon rested on my satin sheathed bottom. "Oh, Ella, His bottom is so round and firm and sexy in his new panties. It's like he is one of us girls." Ella nodded while mom continued to massage my excited panty wrapped butt over and over. It must have been exciting to her as well. "Okay honey. Now show your sister and I the rest of your collection. Go and slip into each one and model them for us." "Mom? If I can only wear my underwear for the `fashion show' I think you and Ella would watch in just your underwear. Please!" I somewhat beggingly said. "Go change. Maybe, We will see." I ran off to slip the pink satin off and hop into the white nylon with lacy sides. With a hard little dick in the way the switch was not exactly swift. Maybe that was a good thing as when I came back to the room, Mom and my sister had complied with my request. Ella in one of her push up lace bras and boyshort undies while Mom was so hot looking in a sheer pale blue bra with lace straps and band. I could see her nipples! Below was a matching garter belt, hip hugger panties, sheer except the nylon front and white patterned stockings. They made her legs look five miles long. And I thought I was hard before! Over the next hour I sashayed thru my room in all 8 pairs of panties while the ladies of the house graded my appearance in each one. Mom declared the show was over and that I was now permitted to wear panties whenever I wanted, it became full time quickly, around the house. I could wear them for school too unless there would be a situation that might reveal my undergarments to others. I agreed. That night was my first sleeping in panties and just to make things even nicer I cuddled up with one of moms slips I stole from her dresser. Best sleep ever except all the time I had to spend rubbing my stiff wiener. The morning brought new discoveries. I was under the covers when mom stuck her head in saying she was going shopping and Ella was in charge for a few hours. She leaned in and kissed me goodbye. It was especially nice as with her bent over me I got I nice look down her blouse. Black bra. How hot! Very soon, Ella popped in. Standing beside my bed in only her bra and panties she took hold of the blanket and sheets, stripping them back. "Let's see what my new little sister has going down there!" "Pale blue. Nice choice." She stepped back a bit and asked me what I thought of her attire. "Does this make you stiff? Does seeing and wearing girls underwear get you excited?" I gave a slight nod. "Yes. My sissy boy sister is pretty cute but there is something missing." I gave a questioned look and she announced that she would be right back and then left. Entering my room again her hands were behind her back and she told me to get out of bed and close my eyes. I did. I felt her hands touching my arms and shoulders and realized she was putting something on me. Whatever it barely touched my chest almost tickling. She pointed me towards the closet mirrored door and told me to open my eyes. Holy shit! She was behind me hooking a bra on me! A little slip of a bra with blue satin triangle like pieces instead of real cups. Thin lace stretchy straps over both shoulders and a matching band that soon was enclosing me like a hug as she pulled it tight and engaged the hooks in the back. "Thats what you needed. If you have the panties you need the bra." I had to admit that I liked how it looked. Now I thought -really cute. I also loved how it felt around me as if it was supposed to be there all along. "I have a few of my old training bras that I figured my new sissy brother might find enjoyable to wear so I am gifting them to you sis. When mom gets back I will insist that you model them for her too." Being honest, I was scared that she might object horribly crushing my new fantasies of dressing underneath like the other ladies of my household. I should not have worried. Mom found it odd but cute and accepted how good I felt wearing my new things. The three of us often wandered the house in just our undies if no one else was around. Before reaching my eleventh birthday, as I was constantly in a state of erection in my panties and bra, I learned how to properly jerk off and discovering the enjoyment of orgasm even if they were pretty much dry ones. For my birthday I got 3 sets of matched underwear from my sister and 4 short satin nightgowns, camisole like, from mom. Now I could sleep like a girl too. It was not long before, as many girls that age do, I had quite a fascination with cock. Mine and what might be hiding in other cute boys pants. Wondered if any other panty boys or sissy types were already in my circle of friends. Another benefit was being accepted better by my sisters friends. In my regular clothes I was just a nice kid brother but underneath they knew I was one of them. Now you know and the real story begins. Did I get you interested? You will love the rest. Let me know Lacylips @gmail.com Please consider donating to Nifty. I know that you enjoy it as much as I do. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html