Mom hooked the bra in the back, it wasnt a perfect fit but it fitted me well enough and after having adjusted the shoulder straps she put rolled up socks in the bra cups. A knee length slip came next it was made from polyester but looked like silk, white with a vide ruffled hemline of lace. Finally the dress itself, the twins hardly wore anything else but dresses, it was in white cotton printed with big red and green roses. Arms were short and puffed and of course ending in more white lace. Shoes followed next white ones in patent leather with a t-strap and about two inch heels

Just as we were finished getting me dressed another car entered the rest area, prompting me to almost wet myself. Luckily we were ones more running late so mom didnt stop me then I took refuge in the car followed by the ever giggling twins while mom and Aunt Helen repacked and strapped the luggage. Just like before I was made to sit in the middle but at least now without being jabbed or pushed away all the time.

– You look really lovely in girls clothes. Marie said and stretched out a hand to caress my new chest.

– Perhaps he should be a girl all the time. Said Lisa, patting my bottom and lifting up my dress for a quick look at my underwear. She then handed me a wide brimmed hat and a pair of white lace gloves. She also had a small pink plastic box with her.

– If you put these on then we get out to go onto the ferry they will help disguise you. We will also help you to disguise you even further with some make up. She opened the box and showed me its content. I chook my head in a no but the twins just laughed at my horror stricken look.

– Dont be silly now, do you want to risk being recognised as a boy wearing girls clothes or do you want our help to look just like another girl? Well whats it to be?

– I dont want this. I said indicating myself my words were followed by a flood of tears.

– Well you have no choice there so I suggest you pull your self together and let us do your face. Said Marie opening a small bottle.

– But you must beg us in a polite manner and say you are sorry for being so rude and for trying to spoil our vacation. And finely you must confess to being a first class sissy. They let me ponder on my choices for a few minutes. There really was only one choice and the twins knew it. They looked at me like cats preparing to eat a canary.

– Please help me look a like real girl. I am sorry for being rude and for trying to spoil our vacation. I stopped there hoping it would be enough of humble pie.

– And ¦ Marie and Lisa said in unison. I cringed like a worm on a hook but in the end I knew I had lost, again.

– I confess to being a first class sissy. Please will you help me now? Please. I almost choked on the words.

– But of course. Said the two sadistic cats. From the front seats I could hear mom and Aunt Helen laugh. I wished a big black hole would open up underneath my feet. I would gladly have jumped in.