Enter Panty Bitch

Mia looked up,when she heard the door chime. Crap, it’s that panty bitch loser, again! I can’t believe he has the balls to return!

Ms.Erika, Mia whispered, is that the same creeper that was in here last week and “accidentally” walked into an occupied dressing room, thinking it was the restroom? Remember? You thought he was a panty-boy, even though  he claimed he was shopping for a girlfriend? As if! You said you could “just tell”  he was a crossdresser.

My lovely assistant Mia hurriedly delivered her message and pointed me in his direction. I look up from my task, eyes narrow towards the bright storefront. “Yes, Mia, it is. Want to have some fun today?”

Mia looks up at me, her dark brown eyes, shining wide-eyed as a small little smirk curls at her full lips, she has witnessed me in action before.  Slowly nodding her head, I smile “Call the ladies”.  Moving from behind the counter, the soft click of my black patent leather heels barely audible above the soft music playing in the shop, helps me sneak up on our friendly panty pussy pansy.

Lost in pretending to read tags, panty bitch jumps as I sharply ask “Can I help you find something!”

 

Gifts? We Know The Panties Are For You Loser!

Panty bitch blushed and clutched his chest and I could have sworn, let out a little yip! “Oh Hiiii, Um no, well maybe, I am trying to find something for someone special, and well I can’t decide” The pantied bitch stumbled upon his words, while I just sweetly smiled and held the silence as prissy panty pants, squirmed in his uncomfortableness. They say silence speaks volumes and that someone who is trying to hide or cover up the truth often can’t stand that silence and will try to fill it. So I deliberately held that silence to see what would happen, and what I expected to happen, happened.

Panty loser started stuttering again, spitting out measurements of his “girlfriend” which were, by my experience tells me he’s full of it.  Rarely any guy knows their gal’s measurements, sometimes they have an idea on a size. But not the measurements. It’s more common for them look around and say “She’s about her size”, while pointing to someone in the shop. Or asks you to hold up the item to yourself and say “mmm maybe a bit bigger, or maybe a bit smaller”.

Interestingly enough, pansy panty boi here has a girlfriend with similar measurements as I suspect for him! You know when you are in the business, you acquire an eye for this type of thing.

I had my suspicions the first time he came in, he just looked around asked questions, had that “accident” with the dressing and restroom and swiftly left thereafter, but yea just the way he held himself, talked and looked at the lingerie, I knew.

 

Sweet And Welcoming With A Twist

I reached out my hand to stroke panty bitches arm, and with gentle eyes , and a soft smile, not to spook him, leaned in and in a hushed tone addressed him.

“Look it’s ok, to be honest with us, we know about these things.”
I had to suppress a giggle as I saw the blush of his face turn crimson.  Continuing to make a connection with a soft touch on his arm, I press on. “It’s ok to honest, these panties are not for a woman friend, are they? They are for you, humm” The words poured from my lips like honey.

I witness his rapid breath, shifting from foot to foot, sending off red flags for anxiety, I have him right where I want him. Just need to reel him in. He swallows hard, struggling to engage then begins to stutter. “um, ok, ok, OK!, Yes, they are for me”

“Oh yay!  I just knew it! PHEW! “There there, now doesn’t it feel so good to confess? Tell me how long have you been interested in panties and women’s lingerie?”

Panty bitch begins to explain through more stilted words, about a girlfriend in college, about how they felt, how he felt unable to resist. I listened intently as his voice relaxed and he felt he was among friends.

Taking him by the hand, I announce loudly “No time like the present to lean into your panty obsession!” I tug at him, he reluctantly follows, I call over my shoulder to  Mia, ” Can you bring three sets from our new collection”

The Set Up

I show her to the princess room. It’s one of my larger rooms, fitted with a settee and tea table the near wall. A pedestal, surrounded by a three-way mirror, along the far wall, with a door halfway down to a changing area.

I raised my eyebrow at Mia as a subtle warning, I saw her struggling as her lips cracked in a permanent smirk on the brink of a giggle. She takes heed and finishes her task. Panty bitch didn’t notice he was too busy trying to cover the obvious wet spot on his khakis to notice.

“Look, I know you are nervous and you are probably not used to someone encouraging you, and you’re worried about being judged, right? Well, we are here to change that for you. I had Mia bring in three bra and panty sets from our latest spring additions! Why not try them on, Wait, let me rephrase that. You will put them on, this is your chance, the chance you’ve dreamed of for a very long time. That’s right, I see you nodding. I’m speaking your truth, aren’t I? Uh huh. That’s why you’ll try them on. We are right out here if you need help. Come on out when you are done.  We’ll set you up on the three way.  Oh My what are you trembling so, are you ok? Here , sit”

“Mia? Mia? Can you bring…. Um, I’m sorry I don’t even know your name. Marco? Hi Marco I’m Erika. Mia bring in some tea, please? Thank you!”

Trying On Pretty Panties And *Gulp* A Bra

“While we wait for Mia let’s take a look! Here’s our pretty as a pansy set, just look at the lovely detail of the lace! I just adore lace-trimmed cups, It just elevates any look, and isn’t it so fem! But I thought you’d like it best because of the pink little pansies! Oh, don’t you just love the wide lace band of the high-cut panties? With the cotton lining in this pretty pansy set, a gal will stay nice and cool, from lunch with the gals to late-night summer trysts”

I finish my tease and quickly look at panty bitch in the eyes, He looks like he’s about to cry, or fall into a puddle of goo.  I should offer my hand so he is compelled to shake it, I think I detect a very small, but yes, that’s an erection! My laughter and thoughts echo in my head. Accidentally walk in on a half-dressed woman? in My shop? I don’t think so.

My lips encourage him to change, and show off. I leave panty boy after sharing a very special cup of tea with him. Well, his was special, not illegal just special and it will help motivate her to behave.

panty bitch loser

I Know How I Play Out The Scene

I know how I’ve played out this scene with Sissy Missy the panty bitch who has inspired my blog more than once!  We often switch up some of the details, and layer the consequences and various endings! Certainly, the graphics give you a hint.

Please keep in mind this is a fantasy roleplay scenario, and is heaped in humiliation, and some of the more intense of humiliations: loser humiliation. I do not think that just merely wanting to be fem makes YOU a loser! However, if my pointing giggling then ordering you into a pretty pair of panties, and calling you a loser gets your windchimes swaying I’m all in! Let the Humiliations “BLOW”

For fun, let’s share! I want to know how you would finish this kinky story. What do you think happens to panty bitch when he comes out? If you were panty bitch what would you like done? Does it turn humiliating like Sissy Missy’s fantasy? Perhaps it’s more encouraging and fun?  Do the ladies all surround you giggling telling you how cute you are, how you should have been a girl all along? I want to know!

You have a few options at your fingertips! Hit me up, session with me, and we can finish the story together! X-rated, smut out the door!  Maybe I’ll take your ending and include it in another post. We’ll have to negotiate our terms!

You are always welcome to make a brief comment below! Keep it Pg 13 / R- rated!

Until We Chat

Mistress Erika 18+

Click Here For Some Thoughts About This Post!

by Mistress Erika | Intelligent Phone Fantasy