"The Dare" by Lovelycummings (aka roygbiv)

Story by roygbiv

Date of first publication in Mr Double's Palisade :

Saturday, October 08, 2005

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Story_codes: crossdress, preteen, teen, blackmail, incset, m,m,f,

Story_intro: Little Scotty becomes the sissy slut boi he was born to be while staying with his two cousins.

The Dare, ch 1

Written by Lovely Cummings (aka roygbiv)

Sammy looked over at Scotty. "I dare you."

"Naw 'um." Said Scotty. "You."

"You. It was your idea. Go on, I double dare you scaredy cat." The devilish thirteen year old boy commenced to coaxing his very naïve cousin, who had just turned eleven years old, into trying on his domineering sixteen year old sister Shea's silk nighty. Scotty's hand trembled as it slowly moved toward his older cousin's nighty. "Go on I triple dare you, you lil pussy." The tall athletic handsome young teenage boy nudged Scotty pushing his bare sinuous shoulder.

Funny where a simple question like, 'I wonder what it must feel like to wear a silk nighty?', can get you. Scotty was an exceptionally intelligent, petite, slender, extremely graceful, downright pretty boy. His lush flowing near shoulder length naturally curly shimmering raven locks cascaded around his pixie face in a cute page boy haircut as his intense russet eyes became glued to the little babydoll nighty. The preteen boy had been thinking a lot of how Shea looked in all of her flimsy sexy underwear with her sweet rapidly developing oversized tits and her perfect bubble ass. She wore a different piece of lingerie every night after her folks had gone to bed, and in the mornings at their breakfast, which she would prepare for the boys and herself. He thought of how similar his little heart shaped bottom was to Shea's, only his was of a more diminutive size. Then he thought again of what it must be like to have a sumptuously ample bosom, and his minuscule thingy began to get stiff like it had been doing when he thought of women and girls here lately.

Scotty was staying the summer in California with his cousins, whom he had only ever meet twice before, once when he was five and again when he was seven. The visits consisted of Scotty holding onto his mother the entire time the two of them were at the family's Christmas gatherings. Scotty and his mother, who ranked among an exclusive collective of extremely wealthy and highly influential feminist rights lawyers, lived in New York City. She had a crucial and highly extensive trial beginning this summer and had asked her older sister if she would let her remarkably well mannered son stay with her and her blissful family. Scotty's overtly male-biased mother, who had been artificially inseminated with a sperm from a donor that she had meticulously handpicked from top gene pools, was determined to raise a well mannered nonviolent man to show all of her feminist friends that it could be done. Scotty was attending a prestigious gentle and caring private school for gifted and talented children, mostly female, and had been since he was a toddler. He was one of the top pupils within the accelerated learning programs, he had won several competitions for his virtuoso playing of the violin, and he had also won several gymnastics tournaments. His Neanderthal squelching woman of a mother had even went so far as to have begun giving 'mommy's special little man' vitamins with unique hormone blockers and 'extra' sugars and spices in them at the tender age of four to ensure Scotty would not be aggressive.

Although the strong athletic Sammy and the nerdy little sissy boy Scotty did not have many things in common, Sammy went out of his way to be nice to Scotty, which pleased Sammy's mother very much. Once Sammy got Scotty alone though, he began to test the limits of the younger boy's trustworthiness to keep a secret. It all started out with them talking about sex when Sammy had brought up the subject. Of course this was right after sensually adorned Shea had made the two of them go to bed that first night. The older boy had asked his newly arrived visitor what he thought of his sister's sheer tight plain white nylon spandex teddy she was wearing. When Scotty said it reminded him of his own gymnastic outfit, but his was navy in color, Sammy told him just wait, he hadn't seen anything yet, and smiled inwardly that the small boy wore such a feminine outfit. Sammy explained to Scotty that he could never tell anyone about their sex talk, and Scotty being the clever boy he was knew exactly how to keep a secret. Before the end of that initial week Sam

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