Twas the Night before Chrissy... Part One

Signs: You're in Trouble

I'm absolutely dreading this post. When I saw what my Big sis has done, I felt ill, helpless, and doomed...

It all started with this clothing demand. When I first started dressing, it was all about quantity as a way to explore. So I'd visit sites like eBay looking for lots of clothing on the cheap. In hindsight this may not have been a great idea as I usually pick a lot of clothing based on really wanting one or two items amongst the pile. And after being somewhat selective as time went on, I now have a pile of girls clothes but I really only like a small fraction of them.

So why am I telling you this? In one of the lots, one of the tops that I considered a throw in had a cheeky slogan on it. I can only assume this girl had grown up and wanted to get rid of some of her more... rebellious clothes. Let me be perfectly clear: In no way does this shirt describe me, my personality, or my sexual orientation. In fact, its quite the opposite. So years later when my Big Sis started to insist on more types of photos, I sent her pics of the various clothes I had. I certainly did not want her to know about this shirt, but I must have accidentally gotten it in frame or I missed cropping it or something. She's been holding this top over my head for the longest time. I guess for her, she just wasn't going to be denied her cruel fun.

Usually, she'll torment me with something really bad (like this shirt), and I have to beg and plead and compromise on other things to try and limit the damage. That's right; the pictures you usually see here are not as bad as originally envisioned by my Big Sis. But not this time. She insisted over and over on this outfit. There was no negotiation. Period. She didn't budge on a thing. I had to wear these items specifically. And I had to hold up a big piece of blank paper. And she wanted it right away. I tried to delay things by asking her for specific poses and such, but it wasn't any good.

So, I got ready and when the time came to take the pictures I had to think of how to hold this sign. I didn't know what I was doing, and I wasn't enjoying the passing minutes in the getup. So, I just took pictures of any pose I could think of. I figured if one of the poses pleased her, then at least she wouldn't make me get in this getup again and redo the pictures... and then probably punish me on top of it.

So once I sent her the pictures, I had to sit and wait. My mind would race with thoughts on people seeing me in the shirt and getting the wrong idea about me (which based on the comments I get, I'd say my Big Sis has been very successful at giving people the wrong idea about me). Then, my mind would go sick trying to think of what she was possibly going to superimpose on that blank piece of paper. But, my Big Sis disappeared for a while. So, after almost a week, I forgot about it... and that's when I heard from her.

I'll admit that my mind had thought she would be crueler... but, when she told me to post them to multiple locations, that's when the real feeling of dread settled into my stomach. All I can ask for is that you please don't say anything disgusting in the comments and please understand that my top does NOT describe me, my personality, or my sexual orientation. She made me wear it in order to maximize my humiliation and emasculation.

Pandora's Parcel

So when I came home today there was this evil brown box delivered to me. It seemed just like every other brown cardboard box put through the rigors of the postal system... but this one is much more sinister.

There is no special marking on it.  The company name isn't emblazoned on it like other boxes, but this had an evil 3 word company describing where this package originated from.

I didn't have to open it.  I knew what was inside and so do you.  We've discussed the contents already on here.  And now it sits on my table, isolated and unopened.  I don't want it infecting other parts of my apartment.

Once that parcel is open, if my sister gets her way, those will be the items I wear consistently at home for the foreseeable future...

Does anyone have any ideas on how to get out of this??  If you're on my sister's side what do you think I should wear first?

We have just lost cabin pressure...

Paper or Plastic bonus

Again, thanks to all of you for your comments. For those of you that care, I got the Satin and Lace Babydoll in Violetta.

So, yes there is one more post. I know that seems odd because my sis said that I only need 5 pieces. And I would have been happy with any number less than 5 (including throwing lingerie away to get into the negatives), but I got a promo code. Long story short, if I spent a few more bucks to reach another threshold, the total would end up being cheaper than leaving the order as is. So, I got one more piece. And while yes, I know how some of you are going to react, my thinking was that if I have to buy this stuff, I wanted it to be the cheapest possible so I had more money for masculine things... plus, my sister said I would have to wear these items everyday, so it's not like another piece is going to change the length of time I have to wear all of these things anyway. So, here it is. This isn't the last piece I picked in case you were wondering, this was the piece I wanted to avoid the longest.

Cool satin gets hot in a racy teddy design with sexy open front, sparkling lace and front tie. Accented with lace, back crisscross ties. G-string back. I fail to understand how anyone reading that would then want to purchase this item. They'd literally freeze their butt off in a getup like this.

Anyways, this item comes in Black or Pucker Pink. I don't think the color makes a difference to someone like me in a getup like that.

So that's it. These are items my big sister wants me to wear everyday to sleep and lounge around in. What do you think? Which is your favorite? Did you think it made sense for me to buy an extra item? Should we start a pool on how soon I catch ill from overexposure? Please comment, comment, comment.

Paper or Plastic part 2

Well, I guess that was enough guesses, so for the PJ set I chose the color Tiger Lily.

Another day and another revealed lingerie item that I'll... I'll be calling my own.  Oh jeez, that's horrible sounding.  Have I mentioned how humiliating this is yet?  Because trust me, this is very humiliating.

Another item I got was a Satin Halter Chemise.  Looking at it now by itself is quite soul-crushing, but at the time it was the first item I suggested that my sis approved.  Compared to what she was showing out at the time, I thought it was a win for me... but now, just looking at it I'm not so sure.

Here's how the company describes it: Keep it short and sexy in our flirty satin chemise. Ruched underbust seam and ties at the neck create a sexy neckline and provide dramatic cleavage and excellent support.

None of that would describe me!  I think we can all agree that this is supposed to be worm by a beautiful, feminine woman.  This was clearly designed for a woman's body, I'm sure my male body will distend and distort this item of clothing (if you can call it that) and ruin the effect the tailor tried so hard to create.

This one was available in quite a few colors: Garden Green, Azure Blue, Lavender Orchid, Tutu Pink, and Tiger Lily.  Again I'm curious to hear which color you think I picked.  I need comments, so I guess following some of the comments from the previous post, if I was wearing this garment, which color would you want to see me in?

*Sigh* They only get worse from here...

Paper or Plastic

Sooooo crushing.  I chatted with my big sister on the weekend and she was quite pleasant on the one day.  I should have known better.  She mentioned something to me and I didn't think too much about it as I was wrapped up in the main focus of our conversation...

... I should have known better.

She had us pick lingerie together.  So you'd think that as she's a girl and I'm a guy, it would all be for her, but it was the exact opposite. And let's just say she had a very specific criteria that the lingerie had to be.  So I tried to pick reasonable things, but she shot them all down for one reason or another... until there was very little to choose from.  But, here is a glimpse of just how cruel she can be; once, she basically shot down everything reasonable she said I had to pick out what I wanted from the rest... like it was my choice.  As if...

Then she said I could pick whatever color I wanted.  She didn't say it, but she didn't have to: As I had to "pick out" the ones I was to purchase and having to mull over the color choices, she wanted what I ended up getting to be "my" decision.  Even though it wasn't in the least, I know she's going to use it against me in the future.

So, she said I had to pick out 5 pieces and talk about it in my blog.  So, I figured I'd post one at a time, so we can talk about it and you can comment on the item.

So the first item is a three-piece PJ set:

The description of the item from the site: Because every girl needs options. This smooth, sexy satin set features a cami accented with lace, ribbon ties at the front and sides and adjustable straps. Matching PJ pant and short. I feel ill at the thought that I'm going to have to wear something for feminine.  But, I figured at least there was pants, right?  That should make it a little less humiliating at least.

The color in the photo wasn't available.  My choices were; Garden Green, Lavender Orchid, or Tiger Lily.  I'm curious as what color you think I picked.  Please state so in the comments, and if enough people guess, I'll let you all know in the next or future post.

I just felt sick as I had to order this, but as I see it again here in this post and me telling you, I am humiliated beyond all belief.  Based on past comments, I doubt this will happen, but I'm hoping, hoping, hoping there will be comments talking about how boys shouldn't be wearing such feminine things.  I mean, half of the allure of lingerie like this, is the soft, curvy, feminine body that it's on.  It's not the same when a strong, bulky, and built body is put into garments of this nature.  Am I right or am I right?

Fighting Crazy with Crazy

So, I'm being driven nuts by the fact that my... personal bliss is tied to the comments here on this blog. There are a lot of things working against me:

1. I don't have the ability to post everyday. I'm a busy person, so I don't have the time to post everyday. I'm also boring, and don't have something to say everyday... which is good, because frankly that could mean that my big sis didn't throw another humiliating task my way and left me alone. So, right there any day I don't post is a lost day.
2. Comments. Not only do I have to post, but then I need to have enough comments associated with said post for it to mean anything. Now, you've all been very good about that and I thank you... I think it should be noted that of the 30+ comments, two have been on my side which is demoralizing... and it's tough to feel bliss when you're demoralized.

So two big factors working against me. On top of all that, it gets mighty frustrating to do anything when you're all... pent up. Can't sleep (a la Seinfeld), can't concentrate (opposite of Seinfeld), I've become more irritable, gullible and anxious. Plus, the hold idea that I have to ration these... moments out makes the point of... arrival bittersweet.

SPANK THIS

So, in this pent up state, I think I'm starting to go a bit mad... but an odd idea struck me the other night. What if... I took a bit (and I stress bit) of female hormones? Not like what any transgendered person would take, but just enough to take the edge off. Just the minimal amount to allow me to regain control over my primal self. After all, she's been using this as a primary weapon in taking me down this pink path. If I could diminish it enough to break her control maybe I could regain all my manhood back. It would be like taking one step back in order to take two steps forward. Plus, as this is my idea I could always stop if it doesn't work like I think it will.

This sounds crazy. Heck, it reads crazy as I type it out but this could just work, right? What do you all think, is this a good idea?