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“Good morning, Finny!” Finn snapped awake with a start, still unused to the sound of Felix's mom's voice first thing in the morning. He sat up and looked around the room in confusion. That's right, he was at Felix's house. His third morning waking up here and it was still taking some getting used to. “Did you sleep well?” Especially because of her. He only grunted as she peeled back the Pajama Pirates sheets to reveal his matching pajamas. “And you have dry Pull-ups? Let's get you to the potty straight away!” She picked him up and carried him across the hall to the bathroom. Finny was sitting on the special potty seat before he even knew what was happening. “That makes three dry mornings, Finny!” She said as he tried to focus on peeing. “If you make five days.” She waved a hand in front of her face. “You'll get a special prize.” “Like treating me my actual age?” He muttered. She didn't seem to hear him, so he peed and wondered what today would hold. He knew...

Inspired by this video A week, Billy thought glumly as he brushed the doll's hair. A week of dresses, frilly socks, hairbows, panties, being a girl! Well, today was the day their parents would pick them all up, so things would be back to normal. I'm still in a dress! This had all started what felt like a lifetime ago but was really only seven days. Billy had arrived at Grandma's for the annual visit. Him and his three cousins spent a week every summer there. For Billy, that meant spending the week trying to avoid getting pulled into his cousins' girly games. They always seemed to want to get him into a dress or tutu or something! This year, they succeeded. Under the pretense of helping him, they separated him from his suitcase the moment he arrived and brought him into the room with the enormous king size bed the three of them shared every year. He liked to think he put up a valiant fight, but whether he had or not, the result was undeniable: he ended up in a dress, fr...

Bobby fumed as he sat on the floor of the living room, though it was hard to tell if he was more upset about his impending playdate or the fact that Rob had refused to let him get dressed before breakfast, so he was sitting on the floor in his nightie and diaper. Worse, it was the yellow girls’ nightgown Grace had brought over. “You didn't turn into a girl wearing it all night. A little while longer won't hurt.” Rob had said. He was quickly learning that, no matter how weird what he said sounded, Rob was almost always right. “Breakfast is ready.” Rob announced. “Good. I want this thing off.” Bobby said, hoping Rob would see reason. ”It looks cute on you. Four year olds can get away with things like this that big boys can't.” Bobby stayed silent. “Lots of little boys wear dresses and stuff for playtime.” “I don't” Bobby tried to think of a way to stop Rob from getting him some without sounding like he was forgetting his place. “I like wearing my nightie and diaper f...