Du hast bisher folgenden alte und neue namen in einem TExt gefunden. Gibt es in folgendem Text neue NAmen:""" Life for the “soon to be” Denise (Pansy), and for Chrissy “The Prissy Sissy Missy” differed somewhat. On the one hand Cheryl wanted Pansy to dislike being a sissy so much she would beg to become a girl. Denise would then be “born.” Of course, some humiliation as a sissy was in order. Denise would more appreciate being a girl, and Cheryl would have her revenge for the trouble her nephew had caused her. 
However, Chrissy’s mother and aunt were using the delinquent young man as a sort of experiment. How far could a rowdy youth resist and remain a sissy? How long after a punished young man gave in, could one keep the delinquent a sissy, before letting him become a girl? 
Barbara Goodman, Pansy’s girlfriend had finally dropped by the house on a Saturday while Pansy was doing housework. Pansy looked so cute. He had a baby blue romper with a navy blue leotard. His hair was up in small, pink rollers and matching hair net. White nail polish and hot pink lipstick, with a honeysuckle perfume, was really making him feel sweet and girlish.
 The Mary Jane’s with two-inch block heels aided his mincing walk. The white anklets, turned down to show the lacy tops, really set things off. He’d begin working at the salon and boutique Monday because of his “excellent progress” his aunt had said. She had also told him his apparel for the salon would be “more sophisticated.” 
Barbara, (whom was often called Barb, or Babs, and never, ever, Barbie) was like a member of the family. As such, she had knocked, and getting no answer had then come in. She hadn’t seen any cars but had been told by Ronda, Sharon and Cheryl, that Pansy would be home. Part of her job was to convince Pansy to “let go” and begin experimenting with dresses. 
She came upon her sissified boyfriend, and surprised him while he was primping in the hall mirror, touching up his lipstick. “Oh goodness Barbara! You frightened me!” Pansy cried as he fluttered his eyebrows and held the lip liner brush in his limp right hand and the holder in his left. 
Putting things away in his purse, he then became embarrassed at being seen by his girlfriend in such a state. He self-consciously patted his rolled up hair and blushed. His girlfriend attempted to put him at ease. “You look really sweet Pansy. I knew you would. Ever since your aunt decided to make you over I have though you’d make a really stunning young woman,” Barb said emphatically. 
Pansy wasn’t sure how to react, but very sweetly said, “Thank you Barbara.” Not wanting Pansy to feel silly, Barb then reached out and hugged the sissy boy as well as gave him a kiss on his blushed cheek. Pansy appreciated it. 
Babs knew how she wanted to proceed. First, while she relaxed and read a magazine, she would let her sissy boyfriend complete his housekeeping. She would occasionally interrupt him to have him get her a glass of iced tea, or water. She was tempted to have him do her nails, but that would take too long. She would save that for another time and have him do her hair also. 
She giggled to herself. A boyfriend who did hair, nails and windows! Cute! Once housework was complete she knew where to go from there. “Done already sweetheart? Wow, you’re good! Look, sooner or later you’ll want to pass as Denise,” Babs said. Pansy looked at his girlfriend quizzically. “Oh, I’m sorry. Denise is the name we picked for you whenever you decide to go femme,” she answered. 
“Anyway, why don’t we have lunch, chat and then I can help you pick out a few things to wear. Girlish stuff. Just around the house. Just you and I. You can comb out your hair, fix your face and I can give you a charm lesson or two,” she said as she touched the sissy’s face and gave him a very friendly kiss on his pink lips. 
Pansy was sold and said, “Okay. What would you like for lunch Barb? By the way, my hair is set in these small rollers because Aunt Cheryl wanted to see what my locks would look like with a sort of perm look,” the young man said, blushing, and waving his hand in a really overdone feminine way. 
Lunch was tuna sandwiches with iced tea and the happy couple went into Pansy’s room after the sissy had cleaned the lunch mess. Babs quickly noted the pedestal and lacing bar in the corner of the room. “I think we’ll try that out Pansy. We want to give you a realistic figure. By the way honey, for this exercise I believe we should call you Denise,” the young woman said firmly. 
“Denise honey, did you bathe this morning?” Babs asked, as the young man nodded. “Good then strip down to your panties and get on the pedestal,” she added. 
Soon the sissy was having his waist pulled in with a cinch, to very girlish proportions. Barbara had decided to put Denise into a summer dress and had to forego the use of a full line corset. When Denise began to complain about the tightness, Barb let her know how lucky she was. Denise of course was near fainting by now but it didn’t matter to her new mistress. 
“Denise sweetheart, this is nothing. It’s just a simple waist cinch. Wait until we attend our first formal together and I put an ankle length, hobble style gown on you. Believe me honey, we are talking about a full-bodied, slim line corset for that one dear. A real figure former,” the dominant young woman admonished her slave.
Once properly cinched, Denise was given a garter belt and sheer hose, then a really cute, floral print sundress. The dress was sleeveless, came to the sissy girl’s knees, and had a scalloped collar. Once at the vanity, Babs decided to slightly dampen the sissy’s tightly rolled locks and after removing the rollers she finger styled Denise’s hair into a sort of wet, baby doll, fresh, perm look. 
Her makeup was equally devastating. Deep cherry red lipstick and blush, along with curled lashes gave Denise the look of a young “hot body,” her lips so pouted and her eyes so open and innocent. Posed in front of the mirror Denise saw how pretty and sexy she could be. For the time being Barbara would keep her hands off her. 
Strap sandal high heels completed the ensemble and Denise was propelled toward the living room, tottering slightly on the heels. The charm lesson began with some gestures such as getting hair out of one’s eyes daintily. Proper sitting, getting up, and walking exercises followed this. 
Once Barb was satisfied, she began with some elocution and phrasing lessons, adding in dainty hand gestures. Then she decided to add a little wiggle to Denise’s walk. Finally she had Denise try and put it all together. As Denise began trying very gamely, Babs would correct her and show her the mistakes she was making. 
Soon enough Denise stopped and began to sob, “Please Barb? This is so stressful. Have pity on me? Oh no!” the sissy cried and fell on the couch whining hysterically. Barb, full well knowing that this was the result of the hormones, began to hug her and kiss her. Soon the couple became aroused. Babs took the sissy into his femme bedroom and placed him on the bed. 
Reaching underneath his sundress she pulled down his panties and began to massage his clitty. Then she took off her own slacks and panties and had the feminine young man begin to massage her clitoris. Barbara cautioned the sissy never to come until Mistress Barb did. 
As Barb became very close to climax, she stopped touching the sissy and told him to rub her harder and faster. Barb soon reached an orgasm. Once she had relaxed she lubricated her sissy’s shaft and had the sissy stand up in front of the bed and do a dance, thrusting and wiggling his hips, and waving his arms overhead. 
“Dance sissy girl dance!” Babs implored as Denise did a real disco imitation, as they both laughed. Soon Denise was pumping her sissy cream into Barb’s hand. She mewled and simpered like a little fairy girl and tears came to her pretty eyes. She collapsed with her mistress, full well knowing she would dress and play again if told to. 
That evening Barbara helped Denise prepare dinner and both Denise’s aunt and cousins were quite pleased to be served dinner by the very girlish Denise. At bedtime, Barb was encouraged to stay, and around one in the morning she went from the guest room to her sissy slave’s room, where she introduced her sissy to having his mistress on top. 
Denise learned very fast that her mistress knew best and was always right. Barb’s next session with Denise would include a vibrator and faux penis. """