Everything was perfect. My parents and sisters would be away for the long weekend so I would be home alone. They were leaving Thursday morning and wouldn’t be home until the night of the following Tuesday which gave me plenty of time to engage in my secret hobby.
For years now I had been secretly cross dressing in both my younger and older sisters’ clothes. My older sister, Wendy is a year older than me at age 14 and my younger sister, Ally is 9. Due to rare birth defects, Ally is big for her age but has almost no bladder control and is still in diapers. Because of this my sisters and I are roughly the same size and I fit perfectly into their cloths.