It started one night last year me and my grilfriend Trish were fooling around after a night of drinking when she asked me to try something for her. I agreed without thinking and with a smile on her face she tossed a pair of blue bikini panties at me. I looked at her with a confused look on my face. " dont just stand there put them on!" she said. This is the part that I would like to say I put a stop to this but the truth is I always had a thing for panties. I never could bring myself to put them on before but I would sneak in Trish's panty drawer when she was at work to feel them. After weak refusals I put them on "just for her". As I slid them on I got an instant hardon.I could tell Trish noticed this right away " looks like somebody likes his new panties". She began to rub me throw the panties and stopped right before I was about to burst. Then out of now where I saw a flash of light.
She had taken a picture. Before i could say anything she shhhed me and began to speak. "I know you been flirting with other girls and it is going to stop. You will wear panties from now on everyday and trust me no girl is going to sleep with a guy wearing panties" I had no idea what to do it all happen so fast. " Thats not all thats going to change I'm tired of you skate boarding all day while I work, so from now on you are going to do all the house just like a good girl should. You will be clean shaved like a girl and dressed like a girl at all times unless you want this picture to get out" What else could I do but agree I was trapped.
She began to rub me through the panties again while going over all the new rules. At home I was only allowed to wear skirts or dresses. I was required to grow my hair out and keep it "girlie". Make up was a must as are painted toe nails. When I go outside I was allowed to wear jeans...girl jeans and girl's tees. My new name around the house was Ashlee and if i didnt follow the rules she would " go find a real man with a job and who would never let his girlfriend turn him into a pantie wearing sissy".
That all happen a years ago. As I stand in the mirror looking over myself the hair, the make up, the cute skirt and top, the bra strap showing I couldn't help but think one thing "I love being a girl".