Neighbourhood Terror to Sissy Pt. 22

Chapter 24

"Okay Marcy, now get back up and Minthe back to the vanity table. Jutht like it'th important to know how to apply makeup, it'th important to know how to remove it ath well. After all we don't want you developing a bad thkin cauthe of all the makeup you're uthing." Stephanie ordered not even giving Marcy a few minutes to deal with what had just happened. She wanted Marcy Looking at least somewhat more presentable already by the time her stepmother would be coming back.

"Firtht off you are going to just wipe your face clean with thethe wet wipeth. They have a thpecial solution in them to help ditholve the makeup on your face. They're eathy to uthe and frankly the betht at their job." Stephanie explained giving her a package of wet wipes. Just like Stephanie had claimed they were very easy to use. She just needed to wipe it over her face and the makeup disappeared.

"Next and finally we have thith cleanthing cream. It'th made to rehydrate and revitalithe the thkin. Thkin tendth to dry out if you uthe to much makeup, but thith cream counterth that. It'll keep your thkin nicely thoft and thupple ath well ath killing all the bacteria that might cauthe acne." Stephanie said handing a pot of cream to Marcy, her sissy trainee.

Under Stephanie's watchful eye Marcy applied a dollop of the cream on her finger before rubbing it all over her face. It did feel nice and soothing. Out of everything this was one of the products she could appreciate most. After all no one liked acne or dry skin.

"Normally there would be another step, a nighttime mathk thince you thould be wearing makeup all day every day. It'th meant to further hydrate ath well ath exfoliate your thkin to give it a real baby like thmoothneth and thoftneth. Right now however you're going to learn to do your own makeup like I did yours math earlier." Stephanie exclaimed, Marcy was somewhat shocked. A nighttime mask sounded like such an extremely girly ritual, and while she didn't want bad skin she certainly didn't need her skin to be that soft and smooth. Luckily she had none of these products so no one could tell her to use them at home.

"Alright Marcy, it'th time to redo your makeup. Thith time we have time however tho you are going to do it all yourthelf. I hope you paid attention when I did your makeup before cauthe you are going to try and replicate it perfectly. For each failed attempt you'll get five latheth with the crop along with thome pointerth and we're going to do thith for however long it taketh you to do a decent enough job." Stephanie lisped sternly as a smiling Linda walked in hearing Stephanie's explanation.

Having her sissy stepson teach someone else to be a sissy was just delicious. It only reinforced her knowledge of what a sissy should be and how one should act. It would certainly make for a nice taunt later on as she pointed out how much of an expert at everything overly girly she had become.

Marcy on the other hand seemed terrified of Stephanie and her crop. The more Linda looked at it, the more genius it was. She could only imagine how hard being bossed around by someone like Stephanie must be for Marcy or anyone for that matter. It didn't even take away from her own pleasure in the sissification process as she was here to witness it all while tightly holding the strings. After all Stephanie was trying her hardest to please her with the training of Marcy. Something that wasn't lost on either of them as she constantly looked over to her for a sign of approval. This was what real power felt like.

"Before you start with the makeup, I think you should show Marcy how to keep her panties clean. That little condom is probably saturated by now after I saw how Marcy loved giving Carlos that blowjob." Linda taunted once again rubbing salt in the wound.

"Yeth of courthe Mommy, that'th a great idea. I nearly forgot." Stephanie nervously explained, afraid this would be seen as a screw up on her part. Screw ups got punished and at this point even the threat of a spanking had her terrified. Back when she had been Stephen that pain would have been nothing to worry about, but the more of a sissy she had become the more even a little pain had started to strike fear in her. She had really become weaker in every possible way.

"Tho ath my Mommy rightfully pointed out it'th very important to regularly exchange your thithy excitement bag. You do so by fithhing underneath your thkirt and into your pantieth. You'll have to pinch it thhut right underneath the head of your cage so none leakth out." Stephanie explained, looking expectantly at Marcy.

Completely mortified Marcy followed the instructions. Reaching underneath the heap of petticoats proved to be very difficult. She couldn't see a thing she was doing, but eventually she did manage to reach into her panties and locate the pink rubber condom stuck around her cage. Following Stephanie's instructions, she pinched it shut and slipped it off from her cage and out in the open.

Upon seeing the tiny pink rubber condom, filled with quite a big load, a load that seemed even bigger due to the size of this condom, a bright blush instantly appeared on Marcy's once again makeup free face. It was the evidence of how 'excited' she had been for that blowjob as Linda had called it. There was no denying it.

"Good, although thithy cream ith nothing compared to the cum of a real man it thtill thhouldn't be wathted. Tho bring it up to your lipth and thqueeze the contentth into your mouth. Then you can throw it away and open up a new one to wrap in place over the head of your cage." Stephanie said with a smirk.

Marcy was horrified hearing the follow up instructions. Yet with Linda and Stephanie both present she didn't even dare to protest. She wanted to, but afraid of the consequences she followed the instructions, swallowing her second load of cum for the day. The fact that it was her own barely made a difference in how gross it was as she shuddered feeling it slide down her throat. Both Stephanie and Linda were smiling broadly obviously enjoying her discomfort.

"With a protein intake like that I bet you'll be able to grow into a big sissy one day." Linda mocked making Marcy feel even more embarrassed. Trying to get this over with she quickly took another one of those small pink condom wrappers and opened it up before once again reaching underneath her skirt. It took a few minutes to get it in place all blind, but eventually she managed.

Linda smiled broadly seeing her invention into action, a sanitary product specifically for sissies. Maybe she should take a patent on this one. She had originally had them custom made for Stephanie, loving the way it acted completely emasculating to have to put on such an obviously tiny and pink condom. It was also just delicious to have evidence of how much the sissy leaked through out the day, especially if they were made to 'recycle' their leakage.

Making matters even more embarrassing for Marcy was the fact that both Stephanie and Linda insisted to check whether she had put the condom on right or not. "That should take care of your excitement of getting to wear this new pretty outfit and being around all these pretty clothes constantly. Of course also the excitement over getting to wear that butt plug all day, I bet you just love to be filled up like that. Luckily for you I have some condoms small enough to fit around that clitty of yours." Linda mocked.

She didn't even get a chance to recuperate from the humiliating inspection as nearly immediately there after Stephanie gave her a hard lash on her thigh with the crop. "No time to wathte thithy, get to your make up right now. You didn't get that pretty outfit jutht to thtand around all day." She remarked.

In a hurry Marcy minced back to the vanity mirror where she sat down and stared at all the products Stephanie had used on her face earlier. There were so many of them and she had by now forgotten what a lot of them were for. Trying her best to recreate the look she ended up looking more like a mixture between a cheap clown and a hooker with Parkinson. It looked no where near decent and she knew it.

"Get up, drop your pantieth to your ankleth and grab onto your kneeth. I think you know what'th coming." Stephanie said sternly, Marcy did indeed know, she had known as soon as she had seen the result of her work but she had really tried her best. She didn't want those five lashes, but she knew saying so would earn her a sixth, so shaking like a leave she got in position like Stephanie had demanded.

A huge smile spread across Stephanie's face this position gave her the perfect target. The corset forced Marcy to hold her back completely straight while grabbing her knees. The petticoats made her skirt stand out straight in a circle around her waist all most making it look like her butt was the circle of a delicate frilly flower.

There was no time to brace herself as Stephanie rained down the promised five blows in rapid succession. Once she was done Marcy instantly pulled her panties back in place and took a painful seat as she started removing her makeup, not wanting another lash for moving too slow like last time.

While she was removing her makeup and applying the cleansing cream. Stephanie gave her a lecture about everything that had been wrong with her makeup and how she should fix it. The lecture actually took longer than the removal itself since she had most literally messed up every part. Linda left the room mid lecture, seeing things were going smoothly anyways.

It ended up taking another five attempts, two hours and many lashes from the crop before Marcy manged to put on her make up to Stephanie's satisfaction. It was still amateuristic, but if you didn't look too close it looked okay. It would have to do for now even if Marcy still needed a lot of practice.

"Not good yet, but good enough for today I gueth. Otherwithe we'll be here all day long and we have a thtore to run. Now get out of here. We already lotht enough time." Stephanie said clearly somewhat frustrated.

Marcy's butt was fiery red from all the hits she had received so when Stephanie told her to move out she did so in a hurry. It got her another lash as in her hurry she had forgotten to mince up to Stephanie's high standards. Quickly correcting her mistake Marcy minced out in the store vowing to pay more attention to mincing properly, she had to if she wanted to avoid the crop, and she did want to avoid it not knowing how many more lashes she would be able to take. All the previous ones had made her skin way more sensitive.

"Alright Marcy, you're firtht tathk for today is to vacuum the whole thtore and I do mean all of it. The vacuum cleaner ith in that cupboard over there. While you're doing that you're going to thtop at every mirror to perform a curtethy like I thowed you before continuing. Now ith that clear?" Stephanie asked sternly.

"Yes Stephanie. Very clear." Marcy said nervously, terrified of screwing up once more. Despite her quick reaction she did get another hit and she was completely clueless as to why she deserved this one.

"What the hell ith the purpothe of teaching you to curtethy if you aren't going to do it at the right timeth? Whenever a thuperior enterth the room you curtethy, whenever you anthwer a the thuperior you curtethy, when you leave a thuperiorth prethence you curtethy, if you don't know whether or not you thould curtethy in a certain thituation you curtethy. A thithy can't curtethy too many timeth now ith that clear?" Stephanie asked.

Completely shocked Marcy dipped into a deep curtesy like she had been thought, paying the utmost care to do it as daintily as she possibly could to avoid another hit. "Yes Stephanie, I'll get right to it." She whimpered before dipping in another curtesy before going to the cupboard. It got her another hit as she had forgotten to mince once more.

Opening up the closet Marcy stooped down to grab the vacuum cleaner only to get yet another hit. "Thithieth don't bend like that, if you have to grab thomething lower than you, you're to bend at your hipth, keeping your legth thraight." Stephanie explained as Marcy quickly corrected herself. Bending as ordered was mortifying, just like with crop lashes in the personnel room, it put her panties on full display.

Embarrassing as it was it wasn't nearly as bad as another lash with the crop. Plugging the vacuum in forced her to bend like this once more. With the thing plugged in she could begin her cleaning, carefully going over every floor surface in the store.

As she minced through the rows of the store with the vacuum cleaner in hand it only then became clear just how many of these dresses and outfits there were. There literally were countless of them, all having one thing in common. They would be too embarrassing to wear for pretty much everyone in their right mind.

Another thing she realised where just how many mirrors there were in this store. There was one at the beginning and end of each rack aw well as every 10 feet or so and that on both sides. First she had only done a curtesy for one side, but Stephanie had quickly corrected that with the crop.

At first Marcy was rather forgetful, after a little while her mincing would start to slack, she would forget to curtesy in front of mirrors, It was all behaviour Stephanie had quickly corrected with the crop, to great effect as well it seemed as during the vacuuming of the last two rows she hadn't had to issue a single hit. Marcy kept mincing perfectly, curtsying at every mirror like a good sissy. It was kind of a pity that she didn't get to hit Marcy again, but then seeing her mince and move about like a perfect swishy sissy was also delightful, especially knowing that over time it would become a habit which was the exact goal.

The only luck Marcy had was that there hadn't been any customers yet this store didn't seem to have a lot of customers. Well it had only opened pretty recently and Linda had said she was her first customer, so maybe that was normal? It sure was a good thing for her since it meant there was no one there who could spot her in this embarrassing get up except for maybe a passerby when she was in sight of the door.

Marcy had just opened up the cupboard to put the vacuum away again, bending over to unplug it when a bell rang loudly announcing a customer had entered. Immediately she stood back up trying to hide her panties for whoever it was that had entered the store.

Turning around she instantly spotted her girlfriend Lisa carrying a white bag. She was wearing a black short hip hugging skirt, a white band t-shirt, black sheer pantyhose and a pair of white sneakers. "Hey Marcy, I thought I would drop by with lunch on your first day at work." She said holding up the bag while scanning Marcy's outfit with a smirk.

Nearly instantly she got hit by Stephanie's crop, but this time when she scolded Marcy for not curtsying for Lisa it backfired. "Back off sissy, now stand aside, shut your mouth and keep your hands behind your back." Lisa instantly replied sharply to Stephanie.

Shocked and scared Stephanie stepped aside, folding her hands behind her back as requested. She might have been placed in control of Marcy here at the store, but she knew better than to go in against any superior at all and Marcy was the only one here who wasn't her superior. It stung even being robbed of that power, but she knew Lisa could make her pay. Especially if her stepmother then heard of it.

"Good sissy!" Lisa smirked giving Stephanie a quick pay on the head. Normally she would never react like that, but after having gotten some insights from Linda she knew she should be stern and demanding with sissies. She loved it, controlling these two honestly rather pretty things gave such a power rush.

She then turned her attention back to Marcy. "Oh my god Marcy is that you? I almost didn't recognise you. That outfit is just so sissy, and that makeup. Good job I probably wouldn't be able to out on such a complex style myself. Then again you know me and you know I don't really like wearing makeup, but damn it looks pretty on you." Lisa laughed heartily.

"Now the fact that I stopped Stephanie from hitting you doesn't mean I don't want to see you curtesy, in fact I would love to see what you've learned. I just don't want a pathetic sissy hitting my sissy boyfriend." Lisa smirked. God this was so much fun, she didn't know if you would ever want to be with a real man again. Maybe just for the cock, but that was what friends with benefits were for right? For a committed relationship a sissy was so much more fun, women as well, but having a sissy made her feel that much more powerful.

"Yes Miss Lisa." Marcy whimpered nervously as she daintily dropped into a well-practiced curtesy. She felt like such a fool doing it in front of her girlfriend, but it did seem to make Lisa happy and that's what counted. Lisa was treating her like nothing but a sissy more and more each day, and she couldn't really blame her for doing so either. There was really no other conclusion to draw from how she acted. She only hoped to hold onto Lisa until this mess got cleared up so everything could go back to normal.

"Awwww, now if that isn't just the cutest? Such a perfectly dainty sissy you are. I like it. Stephanie is right though you should always curtesy to your superiors. I for one love to see you curtesy for me. Now Stephanie, be a dear and hand me that crop will you?" Lisa asked with a sweet smile, holding out her hand as Stephanie nervously minced forward to place the crop in it.

Before she could react Stephanie had received a hard lash with the crop on her stocking covered thigh. The sudden action shocked both sissies, but slowly a smile crept on Marcy's face. Finally Stephanie was getting a taste of her own medicine. It didn't take away the pain from her own butt, but at least she wasn't the only one with a welt anymore.

"What the hell Stephanie, scolding my Marcy for not curtsying when I enter, but where was your curtesy? Don't you fucking see me as your superior or what?" Lisa asked sternly, frightening Stephanie to her core. The girl was right, she often neglected to curtesy and she somehow didn't really get punished for it anymore. Well there were still more than enough things she could get punished on but up until now she had gotten away with it.

Wanting to avoid her Stepmother finding out about this, and wanting to avoid more hits Stephanie knew there was only one right course of action. Stephanie immediately dipped into a deep curtesy before uttering her apology. "Of courthe Mith Litha, I'm tho thorry for forgetting. You are of courthe my thuperior." She lisped before dipping in another curtesy.

Stephanie had just risen again when Linda showed up out of her office, attracted by the commotion she heard. A big smile instantly spread across her face as she spotted Lisa standing there in front of the two sissies, holding the crop she had given Stephanie. It was getting clearer and clearer each day then Lisa had been a wonderful choice of student to teach the joys of turning guys into sissies. She surely seemed to be getting the hang of it.

"Aaah Lisa, welcome to the store. To what do we owe the pleasure of your visit?" Linda asked with a big smile as she walked straight towards her student to greet her properly with a tight hug and a passionate lip locking kiss as the sissies both stood by only able to watch. Despite how hot the sight was, neither of their cages grew any more uncomfortable. In fact Marcy new way smaller cage was slowly but surely growing more comfortable to wear.

"It's always a pleasure to visit, I actually dropped by to see how Marcy was doing on her first day on the job. I have to say I was pleasantly surprised to find her like this. Since it's a little past noon I also brought lunch, I figured that maybe we could eat together." Lisa said smiling from ear to ear. This store certainly had become one of her favourite places to be not only did she get to toy with the gorgeous Stephanie, it always had a new outfit in store for Marcy. To make everything even better the playful and sexually charged relationship she had with Linda was a perfect outlet for her curiosity for women. This place satisfied each of her urges and even urges she didn't know she had before.