Chapter 16: Chris and Laura-May Take Nigel Shopping As soon as they had said goodbye to Sandra and Jackie, Chris and Laura-May took Nigel into the bedroom to change his panties. In fact his brassiere needed changing too because of ecstatic seeping into the cups at his nipples. The nineteen-year-old was in a delicate condition and not too far from shedding more tears of girlish weakness. Both women were aware of that and were careful to cuddle him into their blouses every few moments and reassure him that they were there for him to protect him and to take care of his tender mood. "Marion pet," said Chris as they undressed him, "we're going to do something special for you now, because you have deserved a treat. We have gathered some lovely dresses for you, and we have girls' blouses and skirts for you too, but you are going to need more." "So we are going to take you into Stepford centre to go shopping," said Laura-May: "shopping for girls' dresses at Stepford Modes." Nigel felt his spirits lift at once, because his two lovely friends were thinking about his future in Stepford and wanted him to be happy. They hung up his new blouse and skirt, presents from their nice visitors, and took out a new blouse and skirt for him to go into Stepford. It was a sweet little pink blouse with a little girl pattern of dolls and girls' toys all over it and with lace frilling round its collar and down the front, while his skirt was a double layer of soft frills in silk-chiffon edged all round the bottom with white lace. With its integrated petticoat, it spread out beautifully all round him and made him feel girlish as the women got dressed too. They wore attractive blouses with pointed collars and chose two-piece costumes to wear with them: a pink suit for Chris and a navy suit for Laura-May. Their hats were beautiful: in straw-based felt with bands to match their costumes. They had a hat for Nigel too: it was white and had a delightful cluster of pink flowers on it with a white ribbon bow at the back. He felt so young and attractive as he set off on foot with his wonderful owners towards their shopping adventure in town. Stepford Modes was a magical experience. The store was so high, or rather its ceilings were, with glass chandeliers reaching way down to the wares and counters, where the surfaces were all in glass with polished brass fittings. The women wore charcoal suits, almost black, with white blouses, and they wore white gloves on their hands and black pumps on their feet, a picture of service and elegance. "Hello, welcome to Stepford Modes," said one of them, catching up with Chris, Laura-May and Nigel as they wandered into the girls' department. "My name is Mandy, can I help you this afternoon?" "Well yes actually," replied Chris; "we would love to shop for Marion today: she needs some nice dresses. Can you help us to choose for her?" "We would be delighted to," said Mandy. "Janet!" and she called her partner from the next row of dresses to join them. Nigel swelled with a lovely sense of importance as two professional store assistants stood looking him up and down and took his coat off for him to pass to Laura-May. "You must be looking forward to shopping for dresses at Stepford Modes, Marion," she said. "I hope we can find some dresses you really like. Is there any style of dress that's your favourite?" She was making Nigel feel extra special. He was already feeling excited in his fresh sani-pad and panties, but fancy being asked by these Ladies which kinds of dresses he liked. "I really like dresses that spread out wide from my waist," he said. "The wider my dress, the nicer I feel." "That's lovely," she said. "Come with me," and she took his hand in her glove and led him through rows of dresses until they finished among rows of frilled white petticoats: a sea of them, with petticoats of all shapes and sizes on every side. Chris and Laura-May behind and Janet arranged chairs for them to sit and watch. "We're going to undress you, Marion dear," explained Mandy, undoing the back of his skirt and dropping it down his legs, "so that we can fit you with one or two petticoats. That way your new dresses will spread wider when we put them on." One of the racks had petticoats that burst outwards from the waist, with extra trimming and even extra tiers of nylon and tulle that added new layers of femininity to the under-garments. As Janet gathered one of them on her arm and lifted it over his head, he glowed with pleasure to find himself inside a circle of girlish prettiness. The frills were so soft and graceful, on all sides of him. He had never been petticoat shopping before in his life. "Can we try her in some of those lovely pantaloons?" asked Chris, indicating the long bloomers she could see past the petticoats. "We are looking for ways of helping our darling to feel very girly. I'm sure they would look so sweet under her petticoats." "They certainly would, ma'am," said Mandy. "Shall we move across? We can come back later and try more petticoats for her." They sat again amongst the frilled pantaloons, and Janet took off the petticoat to leave Nigel wearing just his blouse and his Stepford panties amongst the racks of frilled bloomers on all sides. Then he got a shock. Standing between two racks of frillies was a woman in a yellow floral dress, with huge yellow blossoms circling her wide sun hat, and she was staring at him. Chris and Laura-May saw her too. "Excuse me," said the woman, "I saw you shopping - for your young 'girl'" - it sounded like she chose the word carefully - "and I wondered if I could watch. Do you mind? Only Stepford Modes is a huge store, filled with people, but if you look your hardest to find a Stepford sissy shopping, it's like looking for a needle in a haystack. So when you find one, you need to - stop and stare, as it were." "We don't mind at all," said Laura-May. "We'd be glad for you to watch. This is Marion and you can help us to choose." Nigel was horrified and felt his cheeks burning as the woman looked him all over in his blouse and panties and his long legs in bare stockings. It was as if she was devouring him somehow. Then Janet had some pairs of pantaloons on their hangers. "These Parisian bloomers are in pure silk and they're very popular for Stepford sissies," said Mandy, unclipping them and presenting them on the carpet for Nigel to step into them. They clasped his stockings all the way up his legs and came to sit neatly over his blouse, showing layers of frills draping from his knees, with lovely pink ribbons and bows adding lovely feminine touches. He was feeling particularly girly in his sani-pad, which was pushing higher into his gusset inside the pantaloons. "Do you do longer versions?" asked Chris, smiling at the frilly sweetness of the bloomers. "Only we want Marion to look nice and girly - as he sits at home in one of his dresses." "Or as he walks through town with us," said Laura-May. A frisson of embarrassment fluttered through Nigel's blouse and panties at this, then got a good deal stronger as another woman came closer to them, clearly watching him the same as the woman in the yellow dress. Two other women appeared from between the rows of pantaloons, grinning from ear to ear and wearing floral Stepford dresses with their large white dress collars at their breasts. "Yes, this is the midi-length," said Mandy as Janet drew them down Nigel's legs. "We have a range of pantaloons in maxi-length. Shall we try them?" Everyone was watching nigel's face as a pair of maxi-length pantaloons were drawn up his stockings and snapped into place at his waist. His cheeks got redder and redder. The legs were tier after tier of frilled chiffon, draping from a gorgeous bloomer of white silk that covered his Stepford panties and made him so feminine and delicious. His hands gathered at his lips and one leg crossed over the other in a spasm of lovely feelings, drawing a loud "Ahhhh!" from the watching women. They could see he was feeling lovely in his lingerie, and they were wishing him to feel more and more pleasure. Mandy had brought some wider petticoats from the petticoat stands and Janet soon had him standing in frilled pantaloons with a spreading petticoat softly spreading and swaying above them. It was having a powerful effect on him. That humming buzz had started again in his anus, making him thrust his pantaloons forward and causing his petticoat to swing and bounce around him. It drew a bleat of shock from his throat and every woman around him heard it and reacted. They knew he was feeling exceptional pleasure and it was why they were standing round, watching him. It was time for them to move to the dresses, with everyone following in a procession, which in turn attracted some more women to form quite a female audience. How wonderful, to see a sissy being put into frilly lingerie and to witness him squirming with sexual arousal in front of their eyes. They were clearly feeling aroused themselves, standing a little less elegantly and working their legs against each other to grind the silk of their panties against the sensitive hardness of their clitorises. There was no need to hide it: it was what Stepford Women did whenever they could. "Oh that's lovely!" cried Laura-May as Mandy turned Nigel round in front of them to show his dress to them in all its sweetness. It was a floral day-dress with clusters of pink roses scattered from its puffed sleeves down to its wide skirt and with a sash bowed beautifully at Marion's back. He wanted Chris and Laura-May to approve so he stood facing them, holding out his dress to the sides and posing with his frilly legs together bent slightly to one side, then to the other. It made him feel gloriously like a girl and his crimson face smiled a nervous grin towards them, caught with delight by all the women. "Isn't she feeling feminine," said one woman, dipping her wide brimmed hat to Laura-May. "You must buy this dress for her, surely." "Oh I think we will," she replied, "but we want to see her in more. There are so many lovely dresses in the store." Nigel was visibly feeling anxious at so many women watching him as he sagged and sighed from the arousing activity in his panties and his bra, not to mention his anus. Chris arranged to buy a fabulous rose pink dress for him with a large white square collar dividing at the back of the neck where his dress was buttoned shut for him. He would wear it on the way home, through the shopping mall, which thrilled him again, although he was very doubtful about wearing his ankle length frilled pantaloons beneath it. "I've got a nice surprise for you, darling," she said when he returned to their side, fussed and prettied by Mandy and Janet, but relieved from the presence of all the women who had dispersed now that he was about to go home. "Sandra and Jackie, who came to see you this morning, lost no time in visiting the Admissions Centre. They have chosen a feminine-presenting male like yourself, Marion. They named him Stacey, and they are going to be here at Stepford Modes in a few minutes time to meet with us. You will be able to have a nice walk with her, hand in hand through the precinct. Won't that be lovely?" Nigel made a pretence of smiling and agreeing, his pulse still not calmed after the drama of buying new dresses and lingerie for himself. A walk through Stepford, holding a sissy's hand! Hmm, he wasn't sure about that at all. NEXT: Chapter 7: The Walk in the Mall ***