It had been just dad and me for a long time since my mom left. He had his life and I had my life and we seldom did things together. I had a long term girlfriend, but we were drifting apart. We were no longer doing things together and she was looking for someone different to be with, someone more masculine.
Dad was having more luck relationship wise, and just as school was ending for the summer, he got married and I now had a step-mother and step-sister moving in us.
My new step-mother was very family oriented, wanting us to do almost everything together. She made us healthy meals that we would eat together, we would clean the house and do chores together. She even made motivational playlists that we would listen too while working around the house. My step-mom would make me go along when my step-sister went to the mall or to the movies. When I first starting to hang out with my step-sister and her friends, I found it boring, with them talking about fashion, make-up, chick-flicks, and most of all boys. As time progressed, they started to accept me and I didn't find their stuff so boring. My step-sister even started asking me about advise of fashion and stuff. She even invited me to one of the sleep overs, telling me that one of her friend's brother was going to be there as well.
When I met Neil, we hit it off right away, finding out that we had a lot in common. The girls came in and said that only girls could be at the sleepover and then spent the rest of the evening doing our hair, putting make up on us, doing our nails, and then making us model clothes for them. We slept in nighties that night and even went swimming in one piece swim suits. As much as we should have hated it, we found both of us really getting into it. When the girls went off to camp, Neil and I got together and we would dress up and hang out together.
After my step-sister got back from camp, my step-mom said that she wanted to work from home, and that she was going to turn my room into an office and that I would share the room with my step-sister. Dad was supportive of his wife and I noticed that he was wearing decidedly feminine attire. He happily said that he was going to be his wife's secretary.
I was oddly excited about rooming with my sister. We would spend the nights gossiping and giggling while we were both wearing nighties. I went through my senior year being a boy, if a very effeminate during the day, and Neil and I would be girli girl sissies during the evenings and the weekends. We even went on a couple of dates with boys from another school.
When we graduated, Nel and I wanted to see the world, so we applied to Air Sissy as stewardess.
The training was rough, learning how to handle in flight emergencies, what to do in case of difficult passengers, and how to provide exceptional passenger services. We graduated top in our class and at the ceremony before we got our wings, our training officer locked us into chastity so we can better serve our passengers.
We flew all over the world, being as girli as we could be and giving our passengers the best service possible. I then met a woman pilot who could really make me fly.
In the end she decided that we should get married. At the ceremony, she traded a knowing look with my step-mother and my step-sister. I don't know what that was about but daddi and Nel looked so pretty as my brides maids, and I have never been soooo happy.... tehehehehe....
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