I looked up with tears flowing wanting to know what she means. Mom smiled and said she has the information and will see how I do changing over. I could not believe what the judge was saying. She was sentencing me to “Class-A Sissy Incarnation”. I knew what this was, everyone knew. It is a State law saying that a guardian appointed by the judge could incarcerate a person to their control and mandate the troubled person to become a sissy. It was legal and happens way to often since there is no room in our jails. Society approves of this treatment.

I hope you like this so far, this is were a lot of twist and turns start, there is also another huge surprise in the next chapter so keep reading please. Kayla :DThe young girl at the door busted out laughing at how much he sounded like a little baby talking. Lois then said “well that’s to bad sweet heart, but I do think your mommy knows best for you.” “So you go have fun dressing up so pretty, and playing with your little dollies. Now remember to try & stay dry and not do any poopy messes in your diapers ok”. She looked at baby Pricilla and said I must tell you sweet cheeks that you look simply adorable & oh so cute in your little frilly little outfit. Things around me seemed normal but there was something strange about them, it took me about two days to work it out. This lady on the headphones was telling me my new life as a sissy will be wonderful and I should accept my new fate. She started playing with my head, telling me how pretty I will become and how submissive I will be. She had such a calming voice I was falling into her spell. My lawyer tried to explain this was a good sentence and I would be thankful for it in the long run. Being a sissy with your mom will not be all that bad compared to jail, she said. I don’t remember much after that, only that I was screaming at the top of my lungs when the guards and doctor came in.

Besides we aren’t sex slavers and we do keep watchful eyes on all of our male to female transformed subjects while there working”.

Days and weeks went on. Mom gave me pills twice a day and I was doing lots of housework. She and my sister controlled everything I did and all my training. When the car stopped we were in a drive way that looked very familiar, as we walked towards the front door it hit me. Sam quietly went into the bathroom and after a few minutes he heard his sister coming up the stairs. Furthermore, if nobody guesses that you are a boy at the wedding, we intend to keep you as a girl until you can convince us that you had a valid excuse for ruining your sister's dress in the first place. We will now update your social media profile with your new picture of you as a bridesmaid and your name is now Samantha " The doctor must have really messed me up because I said, “my bra felt so soft and nice, I just loved how it fits Mom. Look how pretty this bow is here Mom, between my cups. Can I wear this bra home?”

I did my court appearance to see the judge, to prove I was being a good sissy. Mom got me a new dress and beauty sparkly red high heels. I took all morning getting ready, could not understand all the fuss. We even stopped at the beauty salon for makeup and “sprucing up” as Mom calls it before seeing the judge. There are some in our community who will argue this point, but even a mediocre attorney can get a boy to play on a school girls team. A constitutional lawyer can do it without a problem. Obi-Wan Kenobi has done nothing but fail since before he can remember. And with Palpatine's new torture, even his own body is fighting to keep him subject to Palpatine's rule.Selkies steal your heart. Merrow drown your children. Sirens sink ships,” Ron whispered, eyes downcast now. “Everyone knows that. There’s a reason wizards aren’t big into going swimming and sailing.” Consequently, if a school district has no team of either gender in certain interscholastic sports, the school district is required to let a male student participate on the girls team in the absence of a male team and vice versa. Of course, the team and the coach must be made aware of the student's true physically sex, as well as the state athletic association, since "gender" is mostly a perceived identity. Mom said we would have to go to her shop tomorrow and put the finishing touching on my pretty look. That idea touched a nerve and got me thinking. Mom knew I was not happy and ran over to my ear and whispered, “you are so pretty”.