(first part) Brenda gave the diapers another squeeze and judging by the way her new sissy’s hips rocked forward, Evelyn was enjoying this more than she wanted to say. She let go, walking back to the chair to take a seat, watching Evelyn’s face go through a variety of expressions, lust and anger and embarrassment and all the variations in between. She wanted to say something so bad it looked painful, her mouth kept opening and closing, but she remembered she wasn’t supposed to speak. Brenda watched her with amusement. “Right now, I am your Aunt Brenda and you are my silly sissy. When you are in your sissy dresses, your name is Evelyn, not anything else. You will listen to any instructions that I give you, understood?” Evelyn gave her a sulky nod. “Wonderful! […]