In the first image you can see the two sissy dresses I have required him to make. The left is his summer sissy dress, the right his winter sissy dress. The summer of light cotton, the winter of long sleeved fleece. Each is an elderly lady’s style nightdress, shortened by over half the original length and a lace frill sewn at the new hem. The summer dress also has bells sewn at the hem. When he wears either, the hem reaches down only to his hips leaving his shaved boy’s bits and his bottom on full display.
The sewing took him ages – all through which he knew what the outcome of his tedious sewing would result in – deep shame. The following picture shows, on the left, his bonnet and wrist adornments (notice more bells) and on the right, shows the appearance I was aiming at. AND THAT APPEARANCE WAS REPLICATED PERFECTLY!
When in one of his home-made sissy dresses, his bonnet, his Mary Jane shoes and frilled topped ankle socks – he looks exactly like the image of the sissy on the right. He so hates it and I am so amused by having that mortified, humiliated human doll doing some chores, or playing with his dolly or watching him outdoors, in a thoroughly timorous state, where he has been sent out to ‘play’.
I am so kind to feed his submissive soul so well. Not that you would think that given his dejected demeanour when so dressed and when doing his sewing.