Becoming Sissy Noel

Noel Exposed

I kept my eyes on the ground as I ran towards home, trying to fight back the tears. It was brisk out in early spring and as I ran my nipples hardened while the front fabric on my panties dried out, sticking around my little prick. Every time I ran past someone my cheeks flushed up and I could feel their eyes on me. 'Why couldn't I fight back? Why am I such a fucking weakling?' My thoughts rolled as the whole neighborhood witnessed my shame. I just wanted to get home before my dad.

"Noel?" A voice suddenly asked, a bit dumbfounded. My heart sank immediately; I recognized that voice. I froze midstep, then looked up slowly and my stomach dropped a mile. There was Sandra, beautiful as ever, starring at me. She was wearing white denim shorts with a pink tank top, cream colored cardigan, and pink sneakers. Her mouth hung open slightly in disbelief as she looked me over with her soft brown eyes, twirling the end of one pig tail in her hand and chewing a piece of gum.

"I-I...mmm," I stuttered out. Immediately I felt my cheeks flush up and my eyes started to water. I wanted to sprint away as fast as I could but my legs wouldn't move. After what felt like an eternity of silence I managed to turn around. At least then I didn't have to look at her.

"You've changed a bit, Noel, since last time I saw you." Sandra's voice came out calm and surprisingly curious. I was at least glad to hear her use the male pronunciation of my name.

"Oh yeah, I didn't-- I mean this isn't..."

"This isn't what Noel?"

"This isn't what I normally do." I turned my face briefly to catch a glimpse of Sandra. One hand was now on her hip, the other at her mouth. She looked like she was thinking and I  could've sworn she was staring at my ass.

"No, clearly not," she said. "But you like it?"

"No, no, it wasn't me. I don't want this. I just want to get home." I couldn't bring myself to mention Kyle, but considering how we left class earlier she must have put the pieces together.

"Ooooh... Oh. Well if you want to avoid some embarrassment my house is like a block away. No one's home and you can borrow some of my clothes. I guess it's not exactly a perfect solution, but I feel like it's better than this." I could sense she was gesturing towards my whole situation.

I turned my head again towards her. "Really!"

"Yeah, please, I at least feel partly responsible for this." She beckoned for me to follow and we continued down the street.

I kept my eyes towards the ground and just watched Sandra's feet as she walked. They were petite, maybe a size 5, and her baby pink Adidas with white souls were adorable. She always had impeccable taste.

About halfway to Sandra's house I heard a car approach from behind and slow down. I looked up to see Josh, Erin, Teandre and Tukumi, all lacrosse players, eyeing me from a black jeep which was now rolling next to me.

"Hey there faggot Noel. You finally found some clothes that suit you I see."
"You look good in a thong bitch."
"What a whore. You should come to class like that."
"Dress like a bitch get smacked like a bitch. Can't wait to see you in class tomorrow Sissy Noel."

They drove off as quickly as they had arrived and I suddenly burst into tears. Everyone was going to know about this tomorrow. Noel, the helpless little fairy, asks a girl out and as punishment was forced to prance home in a dirty thong for all to see. Those four certainly saw, Kyle saw, Sandra saw, who knows who else. I'd never live this down. I'll be a sissy forever in their eyes.