Proud To Be A Sissy Chapter 7

"Of course sweetie," He said and slid a pink box out from beside his chair, "here you are sissy."

Shaking with excitement I reached for the lid of the round box, it stood about a foot high and slowly lifting it free to reveal the contents. I was overcome with joy as I looked at the wig my new daddy had bought for me. Carefully lifting it out the strands uncoiled to about two feet long in the back with short bangs in the front and the color was slightly lighter than my real hair. Looking up to my daddy's smiling face I smiled back at him.

"Thank you daddy," standing up to kiss his cheek and said, "You're the most wonderful daddy in the world."

"You're welcome sissy," he replied chuckling, "now go get dressed."

I barely felt the playful smack daddy aimed at my bum as I ran past him in my haste to try on my new hair I thought it was so beautiful. Standing in front of my mirror I brushed back my short boy and fitted the wig to my head. It made me feel so complete having long hair to brush and comb and imagined all the things I could do with it. I couldn't wait to get dressed to show daddy.

Turning to the bed to see what he had picked out for me to wear my body shivered when the sweep of long hair fell across my shoulders. On the bed lay a short white pleated skirt and white button down dress shirt. Opening a dresser drawer I took out a white satin bra with a matching thong dressing quickly in my excitement to see my completely new look. The outfit reminded me of how the girls dressed at the catholic school so I felt just a light touch of makeup would be appropriate.

I began with a coating of face powder to the light red palm print my mother had given me and added a light dusting of pink rouge over it. Adding some pink eye shadow with just a touch of white at the corner of my eye, I didn't use any liner this time but just a little mascara to thicken my lashes. Then last of all adding my favourite pink lip gloss and stood back to admire myself. My little penis throbbed in my panties as I looked at the image in the mirror and a tremor rushed through my whole body my new long blonde hair made me feel like a real girl. I pulled on a pair of white knee socks and slipped my feet into a pair of black loafers then skipped out to model for my new daddy.