Incest story: Uncles Sissy Bitch Part 1 – Chapter 3 – 4
by Juicy Lucy 1
When I was waiting for Uncle Bob to turn up the next day I was pretty nervous. We hadn’t seen each other for years and I really didn’t know him at all. I wondered what on earth I could do in construction. I saw a big red truck pull up outside and a large guy get out and walk toward our apartment. I answered the door when he knocked and was confronted by a big muscly guy. He was about 6ft 2” and barrel chested; his arms were the size of my legs and covered in tattoos. He peered down at me and held out his shovel sized hand.
“You must be David. Good to see you again.” He boomed.
My small hand disappeared as he closed his around it and shook it hard.
“You got your gear ready?” He asked and I nodded. “Go throw it in the truck and wait for me; I’ve just got to talk to your mom.
Mom appeared behind me and I gave her a quick hug, said goodbye and made my way to the truck throwing my bag in the back and climbing into the passenger seat.
I watched as mom and Bob talked on the doorstep, occasionally glancing back at me where I sat in Bob’s truck. Eventually he turned away and marched back to me and Mom waved sadly as we drove away.
As soon as we were out of sight Bob reached over and patted my leg.
“Your moms pretty worried about you kid.” He said, his hand lingering on my leg.
“She thinks you need to be around some strong male role models to straighten you out and I was the best she could do.” He laughed and squeezed my thigh gently. “Of course this has the added bonus of earning you some money for your college fund and if you perform well your uncle Bob will put in some extra too.”
I stared straight ahead and wondered why mom was suddenly worried about me. Surely she didn’t know about my secret. I was sure she would talk to me about it.
“Don’t worry kid, I’m not here to judge you in anyway, or change you if you don’t wanna be changed. You can work for me in one way or another; we’ll find out for sure what you are and maybe have some fun along the way. How does that sound?”
“Err, okay?” I said quietly, wondering what on earth Uncle Bob was talking about.
For the rest of the journey Uncle Bob quizzed me about my life in general, just general chit chat about my friends, my classes, my interests. He seemed very interested in whether I had a girlfriend or not.
When we arrived at his place I was pleasantly surprised. He had a little house at the end of a track with some land too. The house was a single storey cabin type affair with a porch all around it. There were a couple of outbuildings and I could see a car and a couple of motorcycles in various states of repair.
“Well, this is me. Let me show you around kid.” Uncle Bob said as he grabbed my bag and led me up the steps and pushed open the door.
Inside was a large open plan living room and kitchen. It was reasonably tidy but obvious that no woman lived here.
I was led down a corridor and shown my room which had a closet, single bed and chest of drawers.
Next to my room was Bobs and at the end of the corridor was the bathroom.
“Why don’t you get settled in and I’ll make us something to eat? Help yourself to a shower.” Uncle Bob said.
I sat down on the edge of my bed and thought about everything that had been said on the journey here. What did uncle Bob mean ‘I’m not here to judge’? I shook the thoughts from my head, I was probably being paranoid.
I decided to take a shower. Uncle Bob had kindly left me a towel on my bed and I took that and my washbag to the bathroom.
There was a tub with a showerhead on the wall and a shower curtain that ran around the tub on a metal pole. I turned on the water and closing the door went to lock it. No lock! Shit! Well I guess a guy on his own didn’t need a lock on his bathroom.
Feeling the water was a good temperature I quickly unchanged and stepped into the tub, drawing the curtain behind me.
I enjoyed the sensation of the hot water coursing over my skin and felt all my worries disappear as I soaped myself up and then rinsed.
Turning the water off I stepped out of the tub and went to grab my towel. It wasn’t there! I looked around the bathroom, my clothes were gone too! I frantically looked around the bathroom. Everything was gone!
What? I was sure I’d left them right here on the floor. What was going on?
I had to get back to my bedroom. I opened the door a crack and peered out. I could hear uncle Bob preparing food in the kitchen and humming. I made a dash for it and made it my bedroom and closed the door and leant back against it, dripping wet, heart pounding. When I looked around my room I gasped in shock.
———
Incest story: Uncles Sissy Bitch Part 1 – Chapter 4
by Juicy Lucy 1
My bed was abundant in women’s clothing. The closet was open and I could see dresses and tops hanging. On the bed were mini-skirts, more tops and shorts. On the floor were several pairs of heels some sneakers and some boots too.
The drawers of my chest of drawers were pulled out and I walked over and looked into them one by one. The top one contained panties and bras. I pulled out the tiny pieces of cloth and saw that there was a wide selection of panties ranging from white cotton ones to thongs of lace and silk. The next drawer down contained stockings and knee length socks. The stockings, like the panties varied in colour and transparency and style. Fishnets, opaque, hold ups, lace topped etc.
The next drawer had corsets, Basques and bustiers, all silky and lace.
The bottom drawer contained nighties, babydolls and chemises.
I searched for my own clothes but couldn’t find them anywhere. I started to panic as I realised that Uncle Bob and my mom might know my secret.
“So what do you think?”
I spun around and uncle Bob was in the doorway, leaning and filling the space with his large frame.
“Where, where are my clothes?” I stammered crossing my legs and trying to cover my penis.
“YOUR clothes are right here” he said indicating to the room in general with a sweep of his hand. “Your OLD clothes are safe with me. You’ll get them back when I take you home.”
I stared at him dumbfounded, almost shaking with fear and embarrassment.
“Listen” he continued “your mom knows what you’ve been doing. She noticed her things were not where she left them and noticed a change in your behaviour. She waited until you left for school and quickly got to your laptop before it went to sleep and she needed your password. You really should be more careful “he admonished me. “She found your pictures and went through your browsing history.”
I felt my face redden and I looked at my feet.
“She called me up and told me that you needed a man in your life to straighten you out, she showed me your pics.” He paused “I thought you look damn hot.”
I looked up at him and he was smiling at me.
“I do think you need a man in your life but not how your mom thinks. I think you should be allowed to be whatever you want to be so here’s the deal. You can stay with me at weekends, I have lots to show you and you can be free to embrace your feminine side, I promise we’ll have a lot of fun. There are conditions though. You have to do whatever I say though and you’ll only dress as a girl when you’re with me. If you decide you don’t want this then you can have your old clothes back and I’ll take you home right now. “
I stared at him not knowing what to say. Luckily he broke the silence.
“Now I’m going to finish preparing dinner and you can decide what you want to do. If you stay I want you to head back to the bathroom and shave yourself completely smooth. The only hair on your body I want to see is on your head. You’ll then put on some of these clothes, you can choose, and join me for some food and drink. We’ll just hang out tonight and watch a movie.
If on the other hand you decide you want to go back home then you can come and tell me and I’ll give you your old clothes and take you straight home.”
With that he turned away.
“You have an hour until dinner” he called over his shoulder and walked away, humming again.
I sat down heavily on my bed. My head was spinning. I picked up a gorgeous white corset and stared at it, four suspender belts hung from the bottom. I felt my cock twitch and I couldn’t help imagine how I’d look in it. I wanted this didn’t I? I’d go home on Sunday and wouldn’t have to come back if I didn’t want to.
I thought of my mom and what she must be thinking. She’d been through so much. I didn’t want to hurt her.
I tossed the corset onto the bed and stood, my mind made up. I headed for the door.
———
Parent Post: Uncles Sissy Bitch Part 1 by Juicy Lucy 1
- Uncles Sissy Bitch Part 1 - Chapter 3 - 4
- Uncles Sissy Bitch Part 1 - Chapter 5 - 6
- Uncles Sissy Bitch Part 1 - Chapter 7 - 8
- Uncles Sissy Bitch Part 1 - Chapter 9 - 10
Leave a Reply