Short Story: Miss William’s Uniform Fitting

A Piece de Resistance by Lea Rose 

And the apron is one of our nicest too. You’ll have to promise me you’ll keep it nice and clean. It gives off: ‘I was a spoiled rich kid whose Mummy decided to cut the purse strings after finding out about my dirty secret, and who’s now in hopelessly over his head.’ Don’t you think?

And what about the cap, hmm? Didn’t Mother pick out a pretty one? It says: ‘I’m a sorry excuse for a son who’s got no choice now but to do what my Mummy asks. And since Mummy rightly thinks I’m too much of a Priss to ever amount to anything, she wants me under her nose at home, permanently, where I can at least be kept busy and out of trouble.’ I mean, just tell me if I’m wrong Miss William!

And who can forget the shoes? Your Mother asked for heels specifically, dear. She’s full of good ideas, isn’t she? And how ladylike they are! The impression they give is very: ‘I’m just my Mother’s maid now, but I’m in denial about it, still naively hoping that this is some misunderstanding and that things will go back to normal, and that, despite what my Mother explicitly said, she’s not really going to expect me to wake up at 6am every day, dress in full uniform, petticoat and bra, clean house, do laundry, and serve tea for her from delicate china cups on prim little tea trays for as long as she’s still breathing.’ Don’t they?

And although it’s very small, and although you’ve been desperately trying to hide it… I cannot ignore your erection, Miss William. You really can’t help yourself, can you? That really tells us everything we need to know about you. It positively screams: ‘This is who I am, this is what I want, and this is what I deserve. I’m a sorry, pathetic, desperate little sissy, hopelessly under the thumb of a certain lady in my life, who will see to it that I spend the rest of my days in skirts and frilly aprons. Mummy will see to it that I give up all pretensions I might have had about being a man, forget any dreams I might have had of coasting through life on family money, without a care in the world, and instead spend the rest of my days hard at work, in makeup and heels, as her dedicated housemaid, with no prospect at all of change or improvement!’ It really does reveal a lot about you, doesn’t it Miss William! But your tiny little Sissy Clit will have to stay tucked away in your knickers now, for good. Because you’re not going to have many opportunities to use it now, or ever, are you, you Little Pansy?

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A nice little story picked by Priscilla Gay Bouffant