The sissy games

Part 62; Alex's deal

"What an amazing set of games we had today! And look at our players—all of them transformed into beautiful girls!" the announcer's voice boomed. "Tomorrow, Alex will have the honor of... serving the Lady, since he finished in last place!"

The crowd erupted into laughter, and Alex felt his cheeks flush a deep red. He could feel all eyes on him, their mocking gazes burning into his skin. He lowered his head, trying to escape the humiliation, but his eyes landed on his nails—painted in soft pastel shades of the rainbow, which were just as humiliating.

The announcer wasn't done yet. "But today isn't over! It's time to celebrate! Let the party begin!"

Alex glanced over at Ember, who was already looking at him. Their eyes met, and her expression softened with concern.

"You just want to sleep, don't you?" Ember asked, her voice low and worried.

"I do," Alex admitted, his voice heavy with exhaustion. "And I want my own room again. I hate this setup. I want to see you every day, like before."

Ember's expression brightened with a warm smile. "Trust me, I want that too. Maybe after tonight, this whole roommate thing will be over," she said, trying to sound hopeful.

Alex let out a tired sigh. "I hope so. But first, I have to survive this 'party' and tomorrow's punishment. My last eighth-place punishment was horrible. And this one... it's from the Lady herself. It'll be even worse."

"Oh, poor Alex," Ember said, placing a reassuring hand on his shoulder.

The boys weren't allowed to change out of their outfits and had to attend the party dressed as girls. The ballroom was grand, with glittering chandeliers and other female decorations, like pink roses, pink and purple balloons. Alex scanned the room and noticed there were only women present—along with the boys, who all looked like women themselves. At the far end of the hall, the Lady sat on a throne, her regal presence commanding the room.

Alex and Ember decided to sit at a quiet table, keeping a low profile. Alex nearly fell asleep in his chair, his body finally succumbing to the day's exhaustion. Ember noticed and silently hoped he'd get a bit of rest. She knew he'd need it—tomorrow's punishment wouldn't be merciful.

After about ten minutes, a familiar voice broke the peace.

"Well, if it isn't my Alexis!"

Alex's eyes snapped open, and he groaned inwardly. Lucy stood before them, her grin smug and triumphant.

"He's not yours, Lucy," Ember snapped, glaring at her.

"Oh, are we jealous, Ember?" Lucy teased. "Alexis and I had so much fun last night. We stayed up playing late into the night."

"You mean you deliberately tired him out for today's game," Ember shot back. "Was the Lady pleased with your little task?"

Lucy smirked. "The Lady is always pleased when her daughter is a good girl." She chuckled before turning her attention back to Alex. "Anyway, I didn't just come here to congratulate Alexis on becoming my mother's servant for tomorrow. The Lady wants to speak with him."

With that, Lucy walked off, leaving Alex and Ember in uneasy silence.

Ember gently shook Alex awake after he just fell asleep again. "The Lady wants to see you," she said softly. Together, they made their way across the ballroom toward the throne.

"Alex!" the Lady called, her smile as sharp as the jewels on her crown. "I hope you're enjoying the party?"

Alex forced himself to stand tall, but he couldn't muster the energy for a proper response. "It's fine, my Lady," he said weakly.

The Lady's smile widened. "Good. I just wanted to tell you how delighted I am that we made our little deal earlier. I've already selected your outfits for the week, and I must say, you're going to look absolutely stunning."

Alex didn't have the strength to argue or respond with anything witty. He simply nodded.

"But Alex," the Lady continued, her tone suddenly serious, "since I'm not the worst queen, I want to give you a choice. Would you prefer to stay in your room with Lucy?"

Alex's exhaustion disappeared in an instant. He straightened up, his voice firm. "No. But can I stay in a room with Ember instead?"

The Lady tapped her chin, pretending to think. "Hmm, if you do well tomorrow, I'll allow it."

A small smile crept onto Alex's face. It wasn't much, but it was enough to give him hope.

The party dragged on, but Alex managed to have some fun with Ember. Finally, after a long time, the festivities ended. As he returned to his room with Lucy, she couldn't hide her excitement.

"What an amazing day, wasn't it?" she asked cheerfully.

"No, it wasn't," Alex snapped, his frustration boiling over.

"But you looked so beautiful!" Lucy teased, her grin widening.

Alex ignored her, ripping off the makeup and clothes as quickly as possible. Standing in his plain undergarments, he looked in the mirror and muttered, "This is who I am. This is how I should look."

Without another word, he climbed into bed and fell asleep almost instantly.

The next morning, Alex was jolted awake by Lucy's voice.

"Rise and shine, Alexis! Time for breakfast!" she chirped.

Alex groaned, sitting up. "Why are you so happy?" he asked, his voice thick with sleep.

"Your outfits for the week have arrived," Lucy said, practically bouncing with excitement. "And let me just say, my mom has great taste!"

Alex's stomach dropped as he remembered the Lady's promise. Hesitantly, he opened the box. Inside was a pink tube top and tight black leather pants. The sight of the feminine, form-fitting clothing made his skin crawl.

"Isn't it perfect?" Lucy said with a wicked grin. "You'll look so cute, just like a proper girl!"

"I'm not a girl!" Alex shot back angrily.

Lucy smirked, holding up a nearby stack of boy's clothes. "Then prove it. Put these on. I'd love to see you in something more... masculine."

Alex hesitated. A part of him wanted to defy the Lady and wear the boy's clothes. But he knew the consequences of breaking their deal could be far worse. Swallowing his pride, he reached for the tube top and leather pants.

"See? I knew you'd make the right choice," Lucy said mockingly as Alex slipped into the body shaper and finished dressing. "Now, come on, Alexis. Let's eat. You've got a busy day ahead!"

Breakfast was tense, with Alex dreading what lay ahead. After finishing, Lucy handed him a tube of mascara. "Don't forget your makeup! And then it's off to see the Lady," she said cheerfully.

With no other choice, Alex applied the mascara and made his way to the Lady's office.

"Come in," her voice called.

Alex stepped inside, his heart pounding.

The Lady looked him over, her grin widening. "Ah, I see the outfits arrived perfectly. How do you feel, Alexis?"

"Nervous," Alex admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Wrong answer," the Lady said, her tone sharp. "You should say you feel like a girl. But don't worry, we'll fix that. Let's have some fun first!"

Before Alex could protest, she led him to a larger room. The familiar tune from yesterday's games began to play, and several girls entered the room.

"You remember the dance, don't you?" the Lady asked with a sly smile. "Now, throw those hips, girl!"

Despite his embarrassment, Alex had no choice but to follow along. The Lady's taunts echoed in his ears. "Jump like a girl! That's it! Work those hips!"

When it was finally over, Alex was drenched in sweat.

"That was delightful," the Lady said. "Now, go with her. She'll have a treat for you as a reward for your small work out."

Defeated, Alex followed the girl, his mind racing about what lay ahead.