After confirming prior arrangements for payment on the dress and petticoats, which Prissy did not understand, Janet led the group to several other stores to purchase accessories, including matching pink 4 1/2 inch heels, pink lace fingerless gloves, a pink satin clutch purse, and jewelry. Susie joined the crowd for the balance of the shopping trip, offering many suggestions on how to make Prissy look her prettiest. As for Prissy, she tried to avoid Susie at all costs, but the others wouldn’t permit it. So he was forced to act the part of an excitable teenage girl before her, happily purchasing all of the necessary finery for a memorable night at the Prom!
The final stop was an earring booth in the center of the mall. Janet inquired if they had any clip-on earrings for Prissy, but was told “I’m sorry miss, we only sell earrings for pierced ears here. But we can pierce the young lady’s ears right now if she likes.” Prissy started to protest but realized he was swimming against the tide. And with Susie there, and not in the know, he couldn’t very well speak his true fears, even if he dared. “Oooh, but it hurts so much”, he whined, trying the last defense available. “Nonsense”, said Susie. “Your ears will look so much prettier too. And the boys just love pierced ears on a girl. That’s what that wretched Perry used to say anyway!” So while the five girls stood back to watch, Prissy swept her skirt against her thighs, and sat down with knees and ankles together, to await his branding as a confirmed sissy. Pierced earrings, in BOTH ears!
A lovely pair of gold drop earrings was chosen in addition to gold studs, and Prissy was warned to wear the dropped pair for only a short time tonight lest she damage the new holes.
It was late in the afternoon when Prissy arrived back at Janet’s to prepare for the Prom. Since this was only the sophomore Prom, it was not unusual for girls to attend without dates. So at least, Prissy thought, he would escape the indignity of attending on the arm of a classmate. None of the other girls had dates either, preferring to attend alone and try out their luck on the eligible boys at the dance. The house was a flurry of activity as the four girls and one boy competed for space before the mirror in order to primp and preen. Prissy didn’t do much primping and preening however. He had four girls to do it for him!
More videotape was taken of Prissy modeling his stunningly feminine pink gown, and the group posed before a camera set with an automatic timer as well before they left. While Janet and her friends were by no means unattractive, there was no doubt that Prissy was the star. His dress was like a Scarlet O’Hara ball gown, so wide was the skirt. The girls had plucked and fussed with each ruffle until it lay just so over the multitude of petticoats. His makeup was more dramatic than ever. Dark mascara and eyeliner, bright pink lips, and a porcelain complexion amply highlighted with powder and blush graced his face. The girls had spent nearly an hour on his eyes, blending various colors on the lids until they sparkled and shined. His wig from the afternoon had been re-done, and was now piled in a cascade of curls flowing down from where it was gathered in the rear, with wispy bangs covering his forehead. Prissy looked like a pink Prom Princess!
Unfortunately for Prissy, Sally had determined that he was just starting his “period”, and a tampon and applicator was inserted into his rectum before the petticoats were lowered into place. The effect was to create an even more pronounced swish in Prissy’s walk, which the girls agreed made his skirt and petticoat sway very sweetly.
As they approached the door to the gymnasium, Janet stuck the knife in even further. “Now’s your chance to prove just how much you truly like being a sissy, Prissy. Remember how girls `practice how to look pretty so they can trap a man someday into supporting them, and they can stay home and play dolls with real kids!'” she teased? “Well now’s your chance to practice. You’ve got the prettiest dress at the Prom, and we wouldn’t want it to go to waste now, would we? So I don’t want any wallflower acts tonight, although somehow I don’t think you’ll have to worry about that. If I see you sitting alone in a corner I’m going to show that videotape to everyone here.” And she opened her purse to reveal that she had indeed brought the tape with her!
Prissy’s heart was beating a mile a minute as he walked into the decorated gymnasium. The Prom was in full swing, girls and boys dancing on the floor, and milling about the room in many groups. Prissy grasped his skirts in both hands, while still managing to hold his pink satin clutch purse, and stepped girlishly into the room.
