Lisa set the post code that Miss Jill had given her into the satnav, started the car and pulled out into the road. Not wishing to draw attention she drove more carefully than she had ever done before. As a male driver she had been quite aggressive and had got into one or two shouting matches with other drivers and cyclists, now she did not dare to do that. The satnav guided them to the next town and an old fashioned looking ladies outfitters, it didn't seem like the sort of shop that Miss Jill would frequent but who was Lisa to question. 'when we pull up get out and open the door for me sissy and then the shop door, you walk in behind me and stay there unless spoken to, then you curtsey to whoever speaks, understand sissy?' Lisa nodded 'yes Miss Jill' and slowed to a stop. It had not occurred to sissy that she would have to actually get out of the car in public much less go into a shop. She had on the ridiculously short maid uniform that showed her knickers at the mere suggestion of a breeze, a bend forward or a reach up, stocking tops all the time but she had pledged not to argue and to be totally obedient. Lisa got out of the car and went to the rear passenger door and opened it. Miss Jill swung her legs out 'curtsey' she whispered and held her hand out for assistance. Lisa curtseyed and took the hand to assist Miss Jill alight. Sissy looked around in case anyone was watching, thankfully nobody was as a light breeze ruffled skirt and petti's. With Jill out of the car Lisa pressed the key fob to lock it then found she had nowhere to keep the key, Jill put it in her handbag.
The shop door was held open to allow Miss Jill to enter, it was the sort of place that older ladies would frequent. Lisa stood behind Miss Jill, hands folded, as Jill was greeted by the older lady assistant who Lisa would come to know as Miss Helen. There was small talk and then to business when Jill announced that 'my sissy wants a corset'. Lisa was aghast, she didn't want one, had never asked for one, but she dare not disagree. Helen turned to Lisa 'a worthy request young sissy', who curtseyed and said thank you Ma'am', Helen giggled 'such a polite sissy, call me Miss Helen', Lisa squirmed inside knowing this was someone else who would just call her sissy. 'She is still a work in progress, she actually belongs to my sister who is away for a month and I want sissy fully feminised by the time she gets back'. Lisa was stunned, a month? she though it was 10 days, she felt like she was looking down a long tunnel and this was the first day. Helen brightened and said 'you must be Melanie Bailey's sister, I had heard that her rather inadequate husband had decided to be a sissy', Lisa's inner turmoil intensified, this was not even in their own small home town, it was the next one, how did she know Mel and how many people knew?, it now sounded like it was all her idea. Helen proceeded to sing Mel's praises, when Helen had inherited this business, from a deceased Aunt, it was Mel who had sorted out the ramshackle accounts and negotiated with the tax people. Helen said nothing was too much trouble for Mel's sissy. 'Well, sissy', she said as if talking to a child 'what colour corset would you like?', Lisa looked across at Jill who was impassive and giving no clues. There must be no hint of rebellion, Lisa curtseyed 'perhaps white if that is ok Miss Helen?'. Jill spoke, 'she will need two so pick another colour sissy' a trapped Lisa came up with 'if it is ok Miss Jill, perhaps pink?', Jill was visibly pleased with the choice.
Helen guided them to a fitting room 'undress to your stockings and panties dear' Helen told sissy which she did, carefully putting the dress on a hanger which was offered. She left totally exposed and things were about to get worse 'oh? sissy does not have breast forms?' enquired Helen to which Jill replied 'I thought we could solve that too while we are here, I saw on line that you do breast forms'. Helen called for Maddy, 'Madelaine is an absolute treasure'. Maddy entered, age indeterminate, she could have been anywhere between 20 and 30. 'Sissy needs breast forms Maddy', Maddy hastened away as Helen said 'she is our breast expert. she looks after ladies after unfortunate operation and also one or two cd's who come in, she will choose something that will not make sissy look like a freak, unless of course that is required?', Jill said it wasn't. Maddy came back with 34c breast forms 'these are slightly under the current average size and will not attract too much attention, added to that there is not much room in the top of your dress' she told a mortified Lisa. She sat Lisa down and showed her how to glue them on and how to get them off. Lisa was well out of her depth, did everyone except her think it was normal having her standing in knickers and stockings with false tits glued to her chest?
Helen began the process of measuring up for the corset, it had been agreed that bespoke corsets would be better as opposed to 'off the shelf' since sissy would be in it for long periods, more expensive but worth it. Sissy, fearful of the consequences, found herself trying to second guess Miss Jill and agreed to bows, frills and ruched suspender tabs. Sissy also agreed with over bust as opposed to under which meant that she had to wear breast forms all the time. The first one would be ready for fitting in a week, which colour would be preferred first, sissy thought that Miss Jill would prefer pink so said 'pink Miss Helen' at which Miss Jill interjected 'white'.
The next indignity was a bra fitting, Miss Jill decided that the breasts could be kept on and that sissy would need bra's, after all she would not be wearing a corset all the time. Maddy asked if sissy would be getting her own breasts sometime. Lisa had no idea how to answer that and looked for help to Miss Jill who simply said 'answer the question sissy', Lisa knew that any answer would be used against her but she had to say something 'I hope to Miss Maddy', hoping to keep Miss Jill happy. A selection of four were picked, two white and two pink to match panties she already had.
At long last sissy was allowed to get dressed, it was a relief even if the dress was the short maid outfit. Back out into the shop and items paid for 'say your goodbyes sissy and than the ladies for their attentions'. Lisa curtseyed 'thank you Miss Helen and Miss Maddy for your help and kind consideration'. There were two other ladies working in the shop and to be on the safe side Lisa curtseyed to those as well. Lisa waited with the shopping while Miss Jill chatted to Helen 'I think my sissy is pleased with her day', turning her head 'are you sissy?'. What could Lisa do but curtsey and say 'yes Miss Jill'. Helen slipped a business card to Jill 'if I may mention, I have a separate business that I run from home supplying the sissy market, all dresses are made in house and if required to order. Lisa wondered if this day could get any worse. It soon did, outside the light breeze had progressed to a stiff breeze and a lot more people in the street. The breeze blew her dress up and she tried but failed to keep it down, one hand being occupied with a shopping bag. Wolf whistles and tut-tuts came her way, she had to follow Miss and she was sure that Miss Jill had slowed down. Jill handed Lisa the keys and waited for the rear passenger door to be opened, then before Lisa could reach the safety of the drivers seat she had to pop the trunk to put the shopping in bending a little. 'Nice knickers Luke or should it be Lisa?', to say that was a shock is an understatement. Lisa spun round, it was Sarah the girl who had put his photo's onto the company mainframe. Lisa was about to shout at her when the car window opened 'a friend of yours sissy? be polite and introduce us'. Lisa curtseyed 'yes Miss Jill, please let me introduce Miss Sarah', Lisa thought the title would be prudent. Jill opened the door 'please come sit with me for a few minutes and slid over to the far side of the seat, Sarah got in, Lisa did not miss the stocking tops. 'Close the door sissy and stand by the car' she was told, curtsey 'yes Miss Jill', the window button was pushed and the window raised.

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A Sissy Saga
FantasiaLuke was a secret cross dresser until he got it off his chest with a so called close friend who then made it his business to expose Luke.