Elizabeth: Beginnings of a Sissy

"This is so, no matter what, Jimmy won't try to fuck you." She said, gesturing me to lower my (my?) panties. I got them around my stocking clad knees, and she stuck her fresh, wet, dirty pad onto mine, and pulled them up snugly, making sure to tuck back my cock and balls, hidden away. She stepped back, looked me up and down, then rushed forwards, embracing me and kissing me on the lips. "Oh, Lizzie, I'm so glad you were able to finally visit, I've missed you so much. Come!" she held out her hand, and stepped towards the door. "There's someone I want you to meet!" she beamed. I held her hand, and we entered the living room, where she had left Jimmy watching TV.

"Jimmy," she cooed "This is my cousin Lizzie, from The Island. She and I used to be VERY close." She gently pushed me forwards, into the light. Jimmy stood up, waving slightly. He was drunk. And tall. He was like a university quarterback. He slowly up-and-downed me, as I stood, twisting one foot on my toes. He finally returned to my eyes (well tits, but that's the furthest up he ever looked), and smiled, seductively.

"I can see the resemblance." He said, deeply. My sister, who I hadn't noticed left, returned with two red wines and a beer. Wine for the girls. I didn't know what to do, or what would happen now, so I drank most of the glass. My sister suggested we all sit down, leading me to the couch next to Jimmy, then she sat in the recliner next to the couch. We all silently watched the TV.

Jimmy had been watching porn. Nothing remarkable, just two young hotties polishing one stud's large member. Maybe the wine had affected me, but I caught myself watching Jimmy more than the lesbian love scene. I felt my eyes scan down to his lap, where I had hoped to see his erection tenting his jeans, but I saw nothing. Except... there was a long bulge. I stared at it, trying to make out a shape, when he looked at me.

In fact, he had been watching me ogle him for fifteen seconds now, I had only just noticed. I blushed, and turned to my sister, who looked positively glowing. My sister stood up, and walked behind the couch, placing a hand on each of our shoulders.