Damsel In Distress

Duncan wanting to please his sister thought he understood. 'Yes, then, . . .yes, I do want to be a girl'.

'Excellent.' Helen said clapping her hands together. 'We'll have a fabulous time just you wait and see. You're a starlet in the making.'

Duncan frowned. 'Whatever you say, Helen.'

The weekend flew round and on the Friday night just before dinner Helen reminded him of his commitment. He didn't want to look too excited or enthusiastic so he pretended to have forgotten. He made his face drop and asked her to explain again what she wanted him to do. The very words, dress, bra and panties sent bolts of excitement through his body, blood rushed to his little cock and his stomach tightened but he did a masterful job of concealing his real excitement.

Later over dinner in front of their parents Helen started the conversion again. 'If you're not going out tonight Duncan,' she winked, 'we'd better start getting things ready for tomorrow.'

'What's happening tomorrow?' Mother asked.

Helen put down her knife and fork, her eyes sparkling. 'Oh! Mummy, Duncan and I are taking a picnic and going punting with friends.'

'That's lovely dear, do have a nice time, I've heard the weather is going to be amazing. You'll get a beautiful tan.'

'Oh! I do hope so Mummy. l want to wear my new strappy sun dress.' She turned to Duncan and smiled wickedly. 'What are you going to wear, Dunky, something nice?'

Duncan winced uncomfortably and shifted awkwardly on his chair he hated his sister calling him Dunky and he didn't want their parents to know how he planned going in a dress . Her unfair goading deliberately teased him in front of their parents.

'I haven't decided yet.' He said, giving her a sarcastic smile.

'Oh Dunky, I'll help you choose something nice and suitable.' She said, raising a well-shaped eyebrow.

Their mum smiled pleased to see them getting on so well.

'Don't forget we're out for the day, darling,' said their father.

'That'll be nice, anywhere special.' Helen asked.