Summer Camp
Part 2
By Princess Pantyboy

Me/Chris 8-year-old boy
Miley 5-year-old evil little sister
Heather 14-year-old big sister
Karen 3-year-old baby sister
Mommy/Linda 35-years-old looks like she is barely 21
Amy 5-year-old girl from next door
Andy 5-year-old boy, twin to Amy
Ms. Tina Amy & Andy’s mom

(Please read part one so my story makes sense. I did copy the last two pages of part one to make the reading easier to follow. I hope it helps, enjoy. Princess)

I forget what I am wearing as I close the sliding glass doors and run to the swing set not paying attention to the little mini skirt I am wearing that is bouncing in the air as I run showing off my panties. “Chrissie try to be more careful outside we don’t want you to wipe out again.” I hear Ms. Tina saying. I slow down and walk the rest of the way as I jump up on the swing and start swinging back and forth.

The minute I start to get air, I see a person standing by the open gate where mommy was standing earlier. Oh no that is my sister Miley, and she is waving too me. I jump off the swings and run over to her.

“Wow I am having so much fun Miley. The new next-door neighbors have twins, and one is a girl and one is a boy. They are only five-years-old but, they are fun to play with.”

I am so excited having fun I forget what I look like now until I see Miley looking at me up and down and then watching her eyes stop as she stares at me. “I love your new outfit little brother or I guess its little sister now so I guess your new name Chrissie does really fit you better hehehe.”

“I really like your top and especially that cute mini skirt and with your hair in pigtails that just completes the picture.” I look into Miley's eyes as she is smiling from ear to ear. “I can't wait until mommy gets home so she can see the new you and I bet she will let you wear all my old skirts and dresses and throw away all your pants since it looks like you have no use for them anymore, since you look like such a pretty little girl.

My mouth drops open with the thought of mommy seeing me dressed like a little girl. Mommy used to tease me about me always playing with my long hair like a girl. If she seen me dressed like this my life would be over as I know it.

“No sis please you can't tell mommy or anyone please, I will do anything so you won't tell mommy on me please. I will clean your room, make your bed anything you want okay?”

Miley smiles down at me. “So you will do anything you say? Hehehe.” I hear Miley giggling with an evil grin on her face. “Okay Chrissie let's go in the house and I will let you get changed. You need to tell their mommy that you have to go home and you can play another time okay?”

“Okay sis wait right here while I tell Ms. Tina that I have to go home.” I run up to their back door with my skirt just flopping in the wind with my panties on full view for all who are looking at me. I turn hearing Miley giggling again as I am running but I ignore her. The worse thing possible would be for Miley to tell mommy I am wearing a skirt and top let alone I am wearing a mini skirt and panties.

I knock on the back door and then I open it. “Um Ms. Tina I have to go home I wanted to make sure you didn’t worry. Thank you again for letting me play with Amy and Andy I hope we can play again another day.”

“Well you are so welcome little sweetie. It was a pleasure having you coming over and playing with the twins. Tell your mommy if she likes that new outfit your wearing I can drop off all of Amy's hand me downs.” I stop and look down and my naked legs going up to the tiny mini skirt I am wearing. The wind is blowing heavy again as I watch the thin skirt I am wearing bouncing around.

I put both my hands at my sides to stop the short skirt from getting airborne and showing my panties again. “That’s a good girl Chrissie; you are getting the hand of wearing skirts, and not letting the whole world see your pretty panties. You just need to wear more dresses and skirts until you get the hang of wearing pretty clothes sweetie.” Ms. Tina says.

“Um thank you I am trying to not let anyone see my panties the wind is so strong.” I see Ms. Tina smile at my comments. I focus on that I am still wearing a short mini skirt and need to get in my house so no one else sees me dressed like a little girl. “Okay bye Amy and Andy, and thanks again Ms. Tina see you later bye.”

I start running back towards Miley as my mini skirt gets air again and is bouncing everywhere. “Okay Miley let's get in the house before anyone else sees me dressed like a little girl okay?”

“Okay yes we can go but give me your hand and we will walk together.” I give her my hand not paying attention that I cannot hold down my mini skirt. I bet if anyone drove by they would think Miley looks like the older sister because she is taller than me.

Miley opens the front door. “Now mommy won't be back for a while so before you go back to your normal ugly boy's clothes I want to see if you can try on one of my old outfits.” I look up at her like she is out of her mind as we stand by the front door after Miley opened it.

“No way, I want to get in the house before someone sees me dressed like a little girl. Please Miley I can't stay outside any longer in my tiny little mini skirt.”

Miley stops me from going in the house with her hand on my shoulder. “You can either go back outside wearing your pretty little skirt and wait for mommy to get home or you can try on one of my old outfits and then take that dress off after I see if my old dress fits you, that is the deal.” Miley says.

“Okay, I guess like I have much a choice, but no one will see me right sis?” I didn’t notice Miley not answering that question while she took her hand off my shoulder and I walked into the security of my house. “Oh yes sis thank you for letting me in the house my skirt was getting blown up in the wind and everyone can see my pretty panties.

What the hell am I saying? MY SKIRT, and MY PRETTY PANTIES. Like it, maters if the panties I am wearing are pretty or not I am still wearing panties. Why am I calling them my skirt and my panties? The more I wear girl's clothes the more girly I am getting. I play with one of my pigtails kind of lost in my own thoughts when I hear Miley snap me out of my trance.

“Well if you are done playing with your pretty hair Chrissie we need to walk up to my room now take my hand little sister.” I do as my little sister asked, I should say like my sister commanded to me. I dare not whine or argue with her or she will tell everyone I was wearing girl's clothes and I was wearing them outside and playing with other kids too.

How the hell am I going to explain to my mommy and my friends that I was wearing a mini skirt and panties, not to forget the black Mary Jane shoes and lace socks, and not to forget even though I am trying to. I have my hair in pigtails. Yea it is safe to say my life sucks and I am screwed. I take Miley's hand and I ignore her girly comments.

“Okay little sister sit on my vanity and I will get you a new outfit to wear.” I watch as Miley sees the lost look on my face like I am only eight years-old, I have no clue what a vanity is. Miley must be reading my mind because she just points at the white bench in front of a mirror with light bulbs on both sides of it.

The moment I sit, I feel Miley's hand on the back of my tee shirt, which I guess is called a top like what the heck the difference only Miley and God knows. I guess a top is for girls and a shirt is for boy's guessing. “What are you doing Miley I am doing what you asked?”

“Oh stop your whining you sound more like a baby. I am seeing what size you are in your pretty new outfit, since they fit you so well. Now sit still so I can read the label on your pretty top.”

Miley looks at me like I am some stupid puppy or something. “Oh my top and my skirt are size 3t.” I look at sis smiling. I bet she knows how smart I am now. I did not realize I said my top, and my skirt again calling the extremely girly clothes mine.

“Well little sister aren’t you the smart one.” I turn and see Miley with her hands on her hips smiling at me. “I don’t have those size clothes anymore, you just sit there, and I will be right back little sister okay?”

I hate when she calls me little sister. I mean I am the older one even if she is taller than me. Hey wait a second I forgot she called me her sister too. Man I am even starting to think like a girl or a little girl would be more accurate. I can hear Miley walking back but she goes in my room instead.

“Hey what ya doing sis?” I see her emptying a large box with her old clothes, which is all dresses and skirts and panties. I look through the pile and of course no pants or shorts in the box at all. I probably could have guessed thinking to myself.

I didn’t notice I was staring at the pretty clothes until Miley started to un-button the back of my new top I am wearing. “Now lift your arms little sister.” I of course ignore her girly comments hoping that she will get tired of teasing me and stop calling me little sister.

“Okay, okay you don’t have to yell in my ear; I am not a baby ya know.” I lift both my arms up over my head, and start to feel Miley pulling my new top off of me. The moment my head pops out I see Miley put my new top on her bed while she picks up something pink and silky looking.

What is Miley crazy? But if I complain that will piss Miley off, and who know what she will say to mom. “Don’t worry little sister, I know it’s pink but it’s like an undershirt, but for girl's it’s called a camisole. You won't see it under your new outfit so don’t cry hehehe.”

“I am not going to cry Miley I am a big boy not a baby.” I am sure I didn’t sound too scary because of what I am wearing.

Miley looks at me up, and down. “Yea you sure look like a big boy wearing that pretty skirt and pink lace camisole hehehe.” Miley giggles and I look down at what I am still wearing. I guess I am not going to argue with her I mean look at me. “Okay let me get the button on the back of your skirt and then I can un-zip it for you little sister.” Oh she is just a riot as I don’t argue biting my tongue so I don’t get Miley upset.

“Good girl Chrissie as I stand there with the skirt around my ankles wearing only panties and the pink camisole, plus of course the Mary Jane shoes and lace socks. I start to lean over to un-buckle the super girly shoes and I hear Miley almost scream at me. “NO STOP little sister.”

I stop in my tracks, for some reason Miley sounded like mommy and I stopped before I could get in any more trouble. “Leave your new shoes and socks on little sister. Now lift your arms up again and hurry, I want to see if this outfit fits you okay.

“Okay sis I am doing what you want.” I lift both my arms up and I can see the color of the top. I am sure it is not a tee shirt and it is white with pink polka dots. Wow, this could not be any more girly if they tried. I feel my head go throw the top and my little arms pop through the puffy short sleeves and I can see how soft the top feels while I smile.

I am looking down at the super girly pink polka dots and this top may look super girly but it does feel good in this heat. “Well little sister how does this part of your new outfit feel? If I didn’t know any better I would swear you like it, be honest.”

“I guess it is comfortable in this heat. I mean I don’t want to wear and girly tops like this but like I said it is nice in this heat I guess.” I notice Miley smiling at me.

The look on Miley's face is kind and almost friendly looking but I am waiting for the evil to come out of her mouth but it doesn’t, or not yet at least. “Okay little sister climb up on your bed.” I do as I am told and I am wondering what she is going to do since she just screamed at me to stop when I was starting to take my new shoes off or really all I did was touch them and she lost her mind. “Okay lean all the way back.”

I do as I am told; I am laying all the way back now as I am laying on my bed. “Okay little sister pull your new drr.. I mean your top up a little bit.” I take the edge of the top and lift it up. “Okay lift it up much more I need to get your pretty panties off little sister.” I will get her; I will pull it all the way up almost covering my whole head.

“How is this Miley better hehehe?” I giggle hoping she didn’t hear me. I mean she kept asking me to lift it up I am sure she knows I am a big girl now I mean boy. This is not a good sign when I start calling myself a girl in my thoughts.

I feel her fingers on the edge of my panties and she pulls them down my legs to my ankles and over my socks and shoes. I have my top over my head so I cannot see but seems like she put them down on top of my new skirt and top on my bed. Oh, man I really need to chill thinking that these new girly clothes are not mine.

“Here let me lift your butt so I can continue to get you dressed.” I feel Miley lifting my legs and butt into the air and while I am thinking about calling my new skirt and panties and top mine; again I forget I am naked from the waist down.

I feel sis putting my new underwear on until I hear tape getting un-done and I move the top off of my face, and I look between my legs and I don’t see my new pink Barbie panties. Instead, I see a new pink Barbie diaper. “Hey what are you doing Miley? I don’t want to wear a diaper I am not a baby.”

“Oh just stop it or I will get you a bottle to drink too.” I feel something going over my shoes and socks and being pulled up my legs and I see there plastic panties that go over a diaper. “I told you after I got you dressed up in one of my old outfits I wouldn’t tell mommy on you for wearing your new mini skirt outside.”

I feel the plastic panties being pulled over my new diaper and the plastic panties match the top I am wearing. The only difference is that the girly top is white with pink polka dots and the plastic panties are pink with white polka dots. “Now stand up, or I am going to tell mommy on you.”

“Okay, okay I will do it already just because you have me dressed like a baby doesn’t mean I am one ya know.” I stand up and as I am standing up this shirt, top feels kind of familiar as the top falls down over my diaper and I look up and see the reflection of me in the full-length mirror. Now I know why the top felt kind of familiar to me, it felt like the mini skirt. Looking into the mirror, I can see plain as day I am not wearing a mini skirt again or a top, but a little baby girl's dress.

I look down at myself feeling the material on my very short dress, and I look up seeing Miley smiling at me. “Oh yes that new dress of yours fits you perfect little sister.” My eyes pop out of my head staring at the little baby girl in pigtails which is me in the mirror.

“Don’t worry little sister you can change back into your boy's clothes after you make believe you are my baby sister and we can play Barbie's for a while okay? Before you lose your mind mommy won't be home for a long time; see we can play Barbie's and then you can get changed into your boy clothes, and I won't tell on you about wearing your pretty new mini skirt outside okay little sister?”

I look at Miley and she seems sincere. “Okay let me see if I get this. All I have to do is play dress up and play Barbie's and you won't tell mommy about me wearing my new mini skirt and my new panties outside right?”

“Yup that’s right; I have always wanted a baby sister. Karen is three years old and you are a little smaller than she is, so don’t argue the proof is in the pudding as they say. Just look down at your pretty new outfit. Karen wore that until last year when she out grew it so you are definitely smaller than her.”

I don’t argue with Miley but the more I think about this me wearing a diaper and this pretty dress will be over in a little while and soon I will be going to summer camp and I will be getting away from all these crazy girl's in my family especially Miley. Plus the longer, I wear these pretty dresses and skirts the more girly I seem to be acting. I don’t even notice me playing with one of my pigtails as we are talking.

“Okay so we are agreed Chrissie you will play Barbie's with me for a little while than we will get your ugly boy clothes back on you if you want okay?” I see Miley reach out giving me two Barbie's and I hold on to them playing with one of the Barbie's hair as I am thinking of how to respond to Miley.

I feel the pretty dress I am wearing and looking in the mirror no one can tell I am wearing a diaper under my new pretty dress. “Okay I guess, and yes of course I want my ugly boy's clothes back on, I mean my old boy's clothes.”

“Okay good girl Chrissie. Opps mommy forgot to mail the summer camp insurance forms. You carry yours and I will carry mine and we will drop them in the mail box and than we will continue to play Barbie's.” Miley hands me mine and I put it in my hand that is carrying my Barbie's and Miley takes my free hand. We walk out the front door and I am hit with how warm it is but the nice cool breeze under my new dress cools me off fast.

We shut the front door and we walk to our mailbox that is by the street. I hand Miley my form and we hear yelling my name. “Chrissie, Chrissie what ya doing?” Miley and I turn at the same time as we turn and see Amy running from the next-door neighbor's house. “Who is this with you Chrissie?”

“I am Chrissie’s big sister Miley, what is your name little girl?” Great Miley is saying she is my big sister and I can't believe I am outside in this little baby dress wearing a diaper and all these other girly clothes.

Miley looks over at me when she says she is my big sister knowing I cannot complain or I will be in trouble. “My name is Amy and I am 5-years-old and you said your my new friend Chrissie’s big sister.” Oh my god everyone keeps saying Miley is my big sister give me a break. Sometimes I wish the ground would just open up and swallow me up. Doesn’t Amy ever shut up, how does that little body talk so much without taking another breathe.

“I see you two are playing Barbie's, can I play with you? I love Barbie's, remember Chrissie we were going to play Barbie's until you had to go home do you remember?” I role my eyes trying to forget. “Wow Chrissie that is a pretty dress you are wearing, is that your big sisters old dress? Looks really pretty on you and I see it has matching panties, are those plastic panties they look so pretty.”

I am waiting for her head to spin around like that girl on the exorcist. Why is this happening to me? “Yes little Amy you can play Barbie's with Chrissie and me. The only thing is we can't let anyone in the house while mommy is gone so let's play over here in the shade under the trees in our front yard.” We walk up into the middle of our yard and there is a bunch of shade as we three sit down.

“Chrissie and Amy you stay here I will bring the Barbie stuff out for us to play okay?” Before I can even take a breathe to respond Amy is already talking.

Amy is smiling at my dress. “Yes we can play out here with Chrissie Barbie's until you bring more.” I look towards the street and see Andy cruising by on his skateboard. Wow that looks fun thinking to myself as I sit on the grass wearing the little dress and diaper.

“Hey what are you girl's doing?” Andy stops right there in front of my house on the sidewalk. “”Wow Chrissie that has to be the girliest dress you’re wearing I have ever seen.”

Amy smiles at me. “We are playing Barbie's and boys aren’t a loud. I have a whole bunch of little baby dresses like that I have out grown. I am going to ask my mommy when we go home if we can give them all to you isn't that great.” I hear Amy and I want to cry, but then I will look more like the baby dress is making me look like.

“Well like I want to play Barbie's like a girl. No way I am just going to skateboard in front of our two houses.” Miley comes back out of the house with a blanket and a Barbie bag which I am guessing is full of Barbie stuff.

I just can't get a break more girly stuff after girly stuff, and I am wearing this little baby girl's dress and diaper that I thought no one would ever see. I am so screwed. “Okay little Chrissie get your friend and lay out the big blanket so we don’t get our dresses dirty okay and I will get everyone some drinks.”

“Come on Chrissie I will help you grab your end of the blanket.” I stand up and use both my hands to straighten out my short dress so no one can see I am wearing plastic panties and a diaper. even though little Amy already guessed or seen my plastic panties. “Okay walk back Chrissie yea that’s it now lay it down.”

I look down at the big pink blanket and I am sure you can probably guess what the blanket has on it. Yup you guessed it Barbie's all over it and different pictures of tons of Barbie's. “Here Chrissie lay on your tummy and I will too and we can have our Barbie's talk to each other.” Oh, my god Amy and I are really playing with Barbie's on my front lawn while I am wearing a dress? How did my life get so messed up?

“Okay girl's I brought some juices out for you both. I put them in sippy cups so we won't have any accidents okay?” Both of us get our pink sippy cups as Miley hands us each our own drink. I take a big sip and realize I should use the bathroom.

I turn and see Amy taking a big sip of hers too. “Oh yes that is great thank you.” Amy says to Miley.

“Oh you are so welcome. Oh you two look so cute smile.” I look up and see Miley behind me taking a picture with my big sisters Karen's cell phone. I couldn’t tell but since Miley was taking the picture with me laying on my tummy she can see the plastic panties showing under my dress and when I turned you can tell it is me in the pigtails. “Wow that picture came out just perfect.”

Miley sees Amy’s brother going back and forth on his skateboard. Is that your brother Amy on the skateboard?” I see Amy look up and then continuing her playing Barbie's with me.

“Yes that is Andy he is my little brother even though we are twins.” I play with my Barbie's hair as we talk. Not really, paying attention, what I am doing but I am sure if someone drove by, they would only see girl's playing Barbie's on our front lawn.

I feel my tummy making weird noise as I watch Miley walking towards the road. “I will be back I am going to ask your brother something.” Amy and I look up from playing with the Barbie's and I stare at Miley as Amy goes back to playing Barbie's. “Hi I am Miley, I am Chrissie's big sister what's your name little boy?” I swear Miley talks so loud that I can hear her teasing me even when she isn't talking to me.

“Hi Miley I am Andy. How come you aren’t playing Barbie's with the other girl's?” I see Andy talking to Miley but can't hear either of them now.

Miley puts her hands on her hips like mommy does when she is going to say something important. “Oh I just wanted to see if you are any good at skateboarding I am pretty good myself.”

“Yea right you are a girl there is no way a girl can be good at skateboarding plus you’re wearing a dress.” I can see a mean look on Miley's face.

Miley is staring at Andy face to face. “I will go inside and change into some shorts and show you how good I am smarty pants. Girls are better than boy's in a lot of things and skateboarding is one of them.” I see Miley run across the lawn and into the house.

Just like when superman runs into the phone booth and changes at the speed of light same thing with Miley. One second she is running in the house in her play skirt or dress the next moment she is coming out in shorts and a tee shirt. Hey, wait a minute those are my Jean shorts and that is my favorite spider-man tee shirt. Man she is even wearing my sneakers. Wow this is so messed up my little sister is wearing my super baggy boy clothes that look like they totally fit her perfect, and I am wearing a dress.

This is just way wrong Miley is wearing my clothes and I am wearing her old baby dress and a diaper I mean how wrong can this be. Not to mention I am playing Barbie's on my front lawn. I am still laying down with my diaper bottom aimed at the street while I am playing Barbie's and I turn and see Miley playing on the skateboard while Andy watches.

The worst possible thing in the world isn't me and Miley being in the other persons clothes or me being in a diaper and a dress. The worst possible think is my mommy pulling into the driveway. I could feel the pee going into my diaper the moment mommy's eyes met mine and she locked her stare on me.

“Well, well what do we have here.” I don’t know what to say as I stop peeing but I can't move not realizing mommy is staring at my diapered bottom. “Aren’t you going to give your mommy a hug and kiss CHRISSIE? I can tell the two of you are playing Barbie's like good little girl's.” mommy says.

Oh my god my life is so over. Lord please hit me with a lightning bolt or break a record giving the youngest person in the world a heart attack and kill me please, or turn me into a zombie and I won't have any problems. Just don’t make me a zombie who wears a baby dress and diaper with bad hair. I stand up and straighten my short dress and walk over to mommy. “Hi mommy I am sorry, so sorry don’t be mad mommy. I was playing umm with Miley, and than Amy came over and umm please don’t be made.” I whisper in mommy ear.

“I just love your sisters old dress it fits you perfectly. We will have to get all her old dresses and skirts for you to take to summer camp sweetie.” My heart almost stops but I know mommy is just kidding me. I feel mommy give me a pat on the bottom when I turn around. “Oh sweetie it feels like your diaper needs to be changed. Take mommy’s hand and I will fix you right up and than you can come out and continue to play Barbie's with your new friend.”

A tear drips down my cheek as I walk in the house to have my diaper changed.

End of Part 2

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