Du hast bisher folgenden alte und neue namen in einem TExt gefunden “Danny Pierce wird zu Pia Petersen.
Aunt Cheryl wird zu Tante Charlotte.
Rita Carson wird zu Rita Carlsen.
Helene wird zu Hannelore.
Chrissy wird zu Chris.
Percy bleibt Percy.
Tina Goodman wird zu Tina Gutmann.
Barbara bleibt Barbara.
Sadie wird zu Sabine.
Sharon wird zu Susanne.
Lydia Cane wird zu Lydia von Kain.
Ronda wird zu Ronja.” Gibt es in folgendem Text neue NAmen:“”“”Percy was always so excited to see his Prissy Chrissy! From their very first get together at Chrissy’s house, he had been really in love! Now Chrissy’s mom was going to let Chrissy go the college sophomore formal with him, with Chrissy as a woman. He always knew Chrissy would make a lovely female and couldn’t wait to see. 
Actually Percy loved Chrissy as the sweet, overdone sissy he’d known these past few months. The first time together had been so special! 
On that occasion, Chrissy’s mom had had her sissy son to roll his hair that morning after a scented bath. While under the dryer she had painted his nails a soft coral pink. Once out from under the dryer she had slimmed his waist with a cinch, then put panties and a training bra on him. She then made Chrissy dress in a pink, sleeveless, knit ribbed top, with a turtleneck collar. Then she’d added matching shell earrings. White anklet socks, black, three-inch high heeled pumps and silver lame stretch slacks that gave Chrissy a really sexy appearance. The hairdo Ms. Helene planned would be the kicker. Sharon, Denise’s hairdresser cousin, dropped by to tease, comb and spray the sissies shoulder length, coppery crimson hair into a really dated, bouffant beehive, complete with bangs, and a big pink bow in back! 
Chrissy wanted to cry and faint, but Percy was in love! No real girl would dress like this! Only an over sexed sissy would. Percy was so thrilled as he and Chrissy held hands and took a walk around the neighborhood. It was then that Chrissy noticed how strong Percy was. As a dancer he was in great shape.  He exercised, and did strength conditioning. 
Chrissy’s mother noted the same thing as she left the two alone to go shopping for about “Five hours,” she said as she closed the door and winked at Percy. Percy had a slender waist, wiry muscled arms, and decent sized shoulders and was lithe and agile. Chrissy on the other hand did his exercises to lose weight, flatten his tummy, and plump up his boobs. 
The most weight he lifted was a laundry basket full of wet clothes, and was as weak as a kitten compared to even an average man. Percy took no time in smooching with Chrissy. 
“Oh my dear but you are so sweet! You smell so very pretty! I just adore the mixture of honeysuckle and sandalwood, Chrissy!” said the obviously smitten man. Finally Chrissy wore down, tiring of talking about, “Not on the first date,” and “I’m not really a sissy,” and the two new lovers were in the bedroom. 
Chrissy now had only questions not objections. “You brought condoms, didn’t you Percy?” and “You’ll be gentle with me, won’t you darling? This is my first time,” the sissy said pleading. Indeed Percy did have a rubber and was very gentle. He even fondled Chrissy’s penis, while Percy’s own genitalia was impaling Chrissy’s hot, baby oiled, tight, little rectum. 
The lovers had nearly simultaneous orgasms, Chrissy nearly gluing himself to the bed with the sissy cream he ejaculated, and Percy filling his prophylactic, to nearly bursting. It took Chrissy quite some time to repair the damage done to his makeup and from here on, he took quite a bit of teasing from his mother, aunt and Sadie about his adoration of his new beau. 
Actually Chrissy and Percy were going to attend the prom as a gay couple with Chrissy in a sissy outfit, but plans changed. It appears that Chrissy had a really heavy duty, hysterical sissy fit one day that took on nearly a nervous breakdown proportion. She had thrown herself all over the floor of the house and kicked and screamed, “I want to be a girl, mother!” 
Aunt Rita had been called in and agreed it was time to let Christina begin to bloom. The occasion that had caused it had been a house-cleaning venture on Chrissy’s part to Sadie’s house. Chrissy had been dressed in a real fruity outfit that left nothing to anyone’s imagination. The clothes, make-up and hair screamed, “Look at me, I’m a real sissy!” 
The sissy had arrived at Sadie’s off campus house that she rented along with her new boyfriend Billy. He was a college ballplayer on a scholarship. The house was a cute two-bedroom cottage. When Chrissy arrived Billy was off with some friends. Sadie nearly burst into laughter at the sissy's attire and appearance. As Chrissy sashayed up the walk to the house, his mother remained parked in front to insure he gave the proper wiggle to his sissified strut. 
His mother had outdone herself! Chrissy wore his heavily jelled hair in a five-inch high French twist! Pinned at the base of the shiny twist was a pert red bow. He had cute curled tendrils at his ears and his bangs were sleek and shiny. 
He wore a bright red, off the shoulder, midriff top, that was heavily ruffled. His white, leather, over the shoulder bag held all his cosmetics, hair spray, body lotion, a hairbrush, and perfume. His jet black, spandex stirrup slacks looked as if they were sprayed on. Sadie could see the effect of the hormones. His butt was cute and plump and his breasts were now past the pubescent point.
The cosmetics he wore were quite heavy and he bore the garish look of a 1940’s silver screen ingenue. His vivid red lipstick matched the polish on his two-inch nail extenders. He was literally hobbled by the 4-inch spike heeled pumps he wore. No housekeeper in her right mind would attempt to clean in that get up!
With the jewelry he really could be heard for some distance away. In addition to the dog-like leather collar with bells all around, “Chrissy the Prissy Sissy Missy” wore jangling charm and slave bracelets all over his wrists, arms and ankles. In addition his triple pierced ears sported one set of two-inch hoops, another set of hot pink triangular shaped, “fashion” ear rings, and a third set of long, faux crystal jewels.
Upon opening the door, Sadie’s breath was nearly taken away by the amount of perfume Chrissy was wearing! Entering the house Chrissy took the heavily ruffled apron Sadie gave him, put it on and curtseyed dramatically, saying, “Ma’amselle Sadie, mother says if I displease you at all, both you and Master Billy should spank me. I have a hairbrush in my purse you may use.” 
“There will be time for that later Prissy Chrissy. For right now, get to work!” Sadie said with firmness.
Chrissy worked his swish butt off. When Billy got home around two in the afternoon, Chrissy was required to curtsey to him and make his lunch. Before serving lunch, Sadie had pinned a lacy maid’s headpiece behind the upswept twist. Billy was quite amused by the swish boy mincing around, flapping his wrists like a little birds wings and looking and smelling so sweetly. 
“So tell me sweet thing are those real boobs?” Billy asked with a chuckle. When Chrissy curtseyed and answered, “Yes sir. They are.” Billy asked, “Well how did you get them, Little Miss Thing?” The sissy gave another curtsey and announced, “ I took pretty pills, and sissy medication sir. Hormone tablets and hormone booster shots.” 
This was about all that Billy could take, but he asked candidly, looking at the sissy’s crotch, “From the looks of things you’ve had your penis removed also. Goodness Sadie, how could you have ever dated this twit?” 
Before Sadie could answer, Chrissy responded, “No sir, I still have my genitals. They are just very tiny from the hormones I take and the gaff mummy makes me wear.” 
Once Billy finished eating, he called Sadie and Chrissy into the living room. Billy began, “Look Sadie, I know you need help with the housekeeping and sweet thing here comes free of charge. All I ask is that you have It, come over here looking less like a drag queen hooker, and a little more like a conventional housekeeper,” Billy said emphatically. 
He continued, “I mean look for yourself. Chrissy could pass for a girl if she tried. I don’t want the neighbors or our friends thinking we have a pansy princess for a housekeeper. I don’t care if pussycat here wears a maid’s uniform; I want anyone who cares to think she’s a girl. Got it?” the young man asked as more of a challenge. 
Both Sadie and Chrissy said they understood. Chrissy remarked that he would have to “Ask mummy.” Then Sadie decided to drive Chrissy home. It was on the way there that Chrissy asked the questions that finally put her over the edge into girlhood. “Sadie, would you ever consider dating me again? Both Ms. Carson and Dr. Cane say that some girls, keep their boyfriends in dresses and date them,” the panty boy asked with a smile. 
“I don’t think so Chrissy. Understand that it has nothing to do with the way you dress or look. You’ll make a really great looking girl. To tell you the truth, I’m sort of bisexual, and have a real weakness for cute, submissive femme girls,” the dominant Sadie smiled. 
“Then why wouldn’t you go back with me?” the sissy quizzed. “Is it because I went out behind your back with that underage girl,” he questioned. 
“No Chrissy, that’s not it. What makes you unattractive to me is that I know you have sex with Percy, and according to him, you love it! I couldn’t possibly date someone who enjoyed having a gay boy put his penis in his mouth and rectum. I’m sorry Chrissy. As a male or female, you are not my type!” the girl said with emphasis. 
Luckily they were very near the Porter residence, because Chrissy began to whimper. By the time they had walked to the door, the sissy was sobbing openly and when Helene Porter asked Chrissy what the problem was, he freaked out, screeching, “Leave me alone! I want to be a girl! I hate being a sissy!” 
Tripping to his room, trying to run in high heels, he threw himself on his canopied bed, and moaned and sobbed as he kicked his legs frantically. After a consultation with Sadie, Helene called her sister, Rita Carson. Rita arrived with nurse Ronda, who gave Chrissy a mild sedative by injection, then placed an ice pack on her head. 
Moving into the living room the four females candidly discussed Christina’s future, Rita Carson summing things up and leading the way. "We should begin giving her girl lessons. Sadie for the time being you should stay out of the picture. Besides ourselves, we’ll enlist Barbara Goodman. She’s done a fantastic job with Pansy, I mean Denise Pierce,” Rita said joyfully. She continued, “Christina should still attend the prom with Percy as her date. However she should be attired as a glamorous female. She should enjoy the entire prom experience; being fitted for her gown, a salon pampering, and of course a tryst with her lover afterwards,” Rita insisted. 
Helene then asked Ronda, “Could you stay here this evening. Possibly comfort her and let her know we will honor her wishes to become a female?” Ronda agreed gladly and at bedtime, Christina, in pink baby doll dress, her hair in pigtails tied with ribbons, was given a dolly called Gigi, and was tucked into bed with Miss Ronda. Ronda turned the sissy on her side and put the sissy’s back to her, making Christina curl up in the fetal position and suck her thumb. 
Miss Ronda snuggled up to Christina and began to cuddle her and rub her back, butt and legs. Christina wriggled, mewled, and sucked on her thumb as Miss Ronda fondled her little sissy stick for her. The orgasm Chrissy had was one of the best she had had in a while, her sissy cream oozing out into Miss Ronda’s handkerchief.
Christina slept like a baby, thinking of her future as a pretty girl. 