Charlie was knackered. He'd been through the whole house from top to bottom and it was spotless. Dinner was prepared and warming in the oven. If he hadn't been forced to wear a dress and lingerie he'd have considered it to be a pleasing and successful day.
However, the fact that the two girls were due home soon was looming over him, and the thought filled him with dread.
"You're going to understand just what it feels like to be a girl"...
That's what Abby said, but what did it mean. He was already prancing about in a dress cooking and cleaning all day. What more could they have in store.
Unfortunately for him, he didn't have long to find out. He heard the two girls come through the door, giggling as they did so, and they joined him in the living room. Each of them was carrying a number of shopping bags, and they didn't look promising. He recognised lingerie brands, women's clothes shops, makeup brands all over the shopping bags. His eyes widened with fear.
"So then Charlie. Since you love women's underwear so much, and since you clearly don't respect what it is to be a woman, we thought we'd teach you a thing or two. So you won't just be our little slave doing our chores. You won't just wear panties and bras. You're going to become a full on woman for us. Perhaps once you've learned what it means to be a woman, you will truly see how what you did to us was disgusting." Sophia was clearly excited.
"What do you mean become a woman?" mumbled Charlie. "I'm already wearing a dress and panties I get it, I really do. Isn't this enough?"
"It's not nearly enough, and that just proves that you still don't understand what you did to us. So, be a good little girl and strip for us."
He knew at this point that protest was futile, so Charlie did as he was told. Once again he found himself naked in front of Abby, but this was the first time Sophia had seen him naked.
"Oh my god, you're right Abby, it's fucking tiny. Maybe she's always been a girl anyway. We're just helping her realise" she laughed.
"Exactly! I can't believe she ever considered herself a guy anyway with that tiny thing between her legs."
Charlie winced at the use of female pronouns. He wished he could argue the point but they were right. His cock was barely an inch big.
"Now, take this and get yourself in the shower" said Abby, passing him a razor. "I know you barely have a hair on you, but I want you smooth all over like a good girl. Chop chop!".
He reluctantly headed towards the shower and ensured that he was smooth all over.
After a quick inspection, Abby seemed satisfied.
"Let's begin" she grinned.
The two girls began with makeup. They smothered his face in every product imaginable, and took great pleasure in doing so. They manoeuvred his face into all sorts of uncomfortable positions to get the angles just right to do their work. After maybe two hours they were satisfied with the result.
"We will get you to learn how to do this, but for the first few weeks we can help you out."
Weeks! Thought Charlie. How long was all this going to last. He needed to find a job and escape this situation as soon as possible.
The girls then proceeded to try various wigs on his head. They settled on a ginger wig that fell down to the base of his spine with flowing waves. They glued it into place until it felt like it was a part of his head.
"Who knew you're a natural red head" smirked Abby.
Next came perhaps the worst of it, as Sophia asked him to lie down.
"Why?" he asked nervously.
"Well, you don't exactly have much down there, but we can't have any bulges ruining your perfect look. I was looking online and this is a common technique called tucking to hide your tiny little balls! Now, be a good girl and lie on your back."
Charlie did as he was told and received a shock when he felt Sophia's hand on his balls. It was the first time he'd ever been touched down there. She slowly worked her fingers over them as if looking for something, and then he felt it. She had managed to push his balls back into his body. The sensation was bizarre to say the least, and very unexpected.
"Not too bad if I do say so myself" beamed Sophia. "Now, there's not much we can do about your tiny dick, but it goes without saying that we expect you to sit down when you pee."
"I'm surprised he can even pee with that thing standing up anyway. It's practically a clit!" laughed Abby.
After the humiliation of having his balls fondled and pushed inside him, the rest felt relatively painless. He was slipped into a bra which was then filled with breast forms, giving him a healthy but not too huge chest that looked surprisingly real. He pulled on a pair of tight white bikini panties to match the colour of the bra, which flattened out his cock to the point it might as well have not been there.
He looked down, humiliated and dejected. It had taken them no effort at all to completely hide his 'manhood'.
The girls then decided on an outfit for him, while he stood there in his bra and panties, feeling his newly fixed wig tickling his lower back. They decided on a silver mini dress that hugged his new figure perfectly.
A coat of red nail polish on his fingers and toes and the look was nearly complete.
"One more thing" grinned Abby. "You're awfully short, even for a girl, so we thought you might want to rectify that."
Even for a girl? He was a man. He kept running those words through his mind. "You're a man Charlie. Ignore them. You're a man." he thought to himself.
Abby then produced a pair of black 6 inch heels that looked impossibly uncomfortable.
"How am I supposed to walk in them?" he asked.
"Well you'll have to learn won't you. I'd suggest wearing them around the house when you do your chores, because we will be checking that you've been practising" said Sophia.
Charlie stepped into the heels and felt his toes squirm in agony. He instantly stumbled, and Sophia caught him, laughing as she did.
"Awww bless, her first heels. You'll get used to them babes I promise" she grinned. "You'll have no choice, as we accidentally forgot to buy you any flat shoes. Whoops" she laughed.
Abby and Sophia now stood back and admired their handy work.
"Oh wow, I think we excelled ourselves here Soph" grinned Abby.
"I think you're right Abby, isn't she gorgeous".
"Absolutely precious" replied Abby.
Charlie stepped in front of the mirror and gasped. He could barely believe it was him in the reflection. Instead of the awkward, short, thin, hairless man, stood a beautiful woman. A beautiful woman with long gorgeous hair, a perfect face, real looking breasts, a curvy figure, and long smooth legs. In the matter of a few hours, he'd completely changed, to the point he didn't recognise himself. There was no Charlie left, at least not from the outside.
"Well, what do you say?" asked Sophia.
"Wh... What?" replied Charlie, confused.
"We've just spent hours helping you to get ready. Don't you have something to say to us both?"
"Thank you" mumbled Charlie, barely getting the words out, humiliated at having to thank them for this torture.
"Sorry, I didn't hear you" barked Abby.
"Thank you" said Charlie more firmly.
"That's better" responded Abby. "Good girl. Now, don't you have some washing up to do?"
Charlie stumbled to the kitchen, grabbing onto the walls to steady himself in his heels. The two women laughed as he stumbled out of the room.
"This is going to be fun" said Abby.
Sophia nodded in agreement, an evil grin emerging on her face.
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Sissy Revenge
General FictionCharlie was struggling to make ends meet, so in a desperate attempt to make money he decided to steal from his flatmate. When she found out, she took it upon herself to teach him a valuable lesson that would have lasting consequences.