The sissy games

Part 52; Confussed

Alex's heart raced as the 6th-place announcement flashed across the screen. It wasn't him. The next name would decide if he was 7th or dead last. A picture appeared on the screen—it wasn't his. He'd lost. Last place.

Ember immediately noticed his disappointment and quickly hugged him. "I'm so sorry, Alex." Her concern was clear.

Last place. How could this be? His punishment was called "Shopping," but whatever that meant, it wasn't going to be good. As Ember left the room to get his clothes, Alex's thoughts raced. Would he have to shop for his own clothes? That seemed like the most logical conclusion. He stepped out of the bath, still covered in heart-shaped glitter, and tried to brush them off with the scented towel. Some glitter came off, but most stuck stubbornly to his skin.

When Ember returned, she had something unexpected in her hands. She smiled widely. "It's not as bad as you think!"

Alex's heart skipped a beat when she held up a pair of regular boys' underwear—no frills, no bra. Relief washed over him. He should have been happier than ever, and in a way, he was, but it didn't make sense. Why was he getting a normal set of clothes after coming in last? It felt like a mistake, or maybe even a reward reserved for winners.

Still, he smiled and hugged Ember, towel still wrapped around his body. "This is an amazing gift! Thank you!"

"I wish it were my gift to give," Ember replied with a smile. "But this is what they handed me."

For the first time in weeks, Alex felt the comfort of wearing normal boxer shorts again. His body finally felt free, his skin no longer constrained by the tight, humiliating pantie he'd been forced to wear. With a sense of contentment, they returned to his room. They cuddled, chatted, and just enjoyed each other's company for a while.

Ember kissed him goodnight before leaving, although she clearly wished she could stay. It wasn't allowed, though—some rule for the girls' safety, as one of the staff had explained.

The next morning, Ember came in with breakfast, bright and early. It was a school day, and Alex felt uneasy despite not having to wear the breast forms. His nails were still there, long and painted. He had to hide them, the boys wouldnt stop laughing if they saw them.

As they ate, Ember shared even more good news. "Guess what? You don't have to wear mascara today!"

Alex blinked, relieved but also immediately suspicious. "Wait, really? No mascara?"

Ember nodded. "Really."

"That's... great," Alex said, but doubt crept in. Could they really have made two mistakes in a row? He wasn't sure what was happening, but it felt like a trap. "I don't trust this. What are they planning?"

Ember shrugged, clearly just as clueless as he was. "No idea."

Just as they were finishing breakfast, a knock came at the door. "Come in," Alex called out, not expecting anyone.

"Oh, Alex! Good morning! Are you excited?" Stacey's voice chimed as she entered, followed by Amy and Jade. Whatever hope Alex had for a normal day vanished instantly. He knew as soon as he stepped outside, he'd be walking into another humiliating situation.

"Not really," Alex muttered.

"Oh, come on, we're going to have fun today!" Amy said enthusiastically.

Stacey's eyes lit up as she spotted Alex's nails. "Oh my God, you were right, Jade! Those are gorgeous!"

"One of my best," Jade said proudly, admiring her work.

Alex knew what they were talking about—his nails, of course. He stayed silent, knowing there was no escape now. "Where are we going?" he finally asked, resigned.

"We're going shopping!" Amy exclaimed. "And not just any shopping—it's the biggest, busiest mall in the country!" Alex put on boy's clothes, which surprised him once again.

The drive there was long, but Alex didn't mind. The more time they spent in the car, the less time he'd have to spend in public with the girls. Eventually, they arrived, and Alex found himself staring at a massive building surrounded by cars. It was only 11 AM, and the parking lot was already packed.

Inside, the mall was as busy as Alex had feared. The girls led him straight to the first store, and when he looked up, his heart sank. The store was called "Debora's Secrets"—a lingerie shop. Inside, he was surrounded by endless racks of panties, bras, and other feminine undergarments. The girls scattered to browse, leaving Alex awkwardly standing alone.

Moments later, Jade returned, holding a pink envelope sealed with a heart. "Almost forgot! This is for you."

Alex opened the envelope and read the note inside: "Today is your 8th-place punishment. You must agree to anything the girls ask. Love, The Lady."

His heart sank further. Jade smiled sweetly and held up a lacy black set. "I think this would look so pretty on you. Want to try it on?"

Alex's stomach turned. He didn't want to, but the note was clear—he had no choice. "Yes," he muttered, accepting the lingerie.

He walked over to the fitting rooms, but before he could undress, they handed him two breast forms. Of course, he thought bitterly. As he put on the black lace panties and bra, Jade's voice called from outside.

"Are you ready yet?"

"Yeah," Alex replied reluctantly.

"Well, come on out! Let's see!"

His face turned red. "But... everyone will see me," he protested weakly.

"That's the point," Jade said. "Come out, Alex."

He thought of the note again, and with no choice left, he stepped out. All eyes in the store turned to him. There he stood, wearing nothing but lacy black underwear, surrounded by female shoppers. The embarrassment was unbearable, and he kept his eyes glued to the floor, not daring to look at the mirrors or the people around him.

He could hear the laughter, and then Amy's voice chimed in. "Oh Jade, you're right! He looks adorable. But I think he'd look even better with these." She held up a pair of stockings. "Alex, can you try them on?"

With a sigh, Alex nodded. "Yes."

Back in the fitting room, he pulled on the black, transparent stockings, feeling the tightness squeeze his legs just as he remembered. He heard the girls calling again, asking him to come out.

When he did, the girls smiled at him, clearly delighted with the spectacle. "This is too cute!" Amy said. "Now, try these!" She held up a pink t-string and matching bra.

Alex's eyes widened. A t-string? He couldn't believe it, but once again, he had no choice.