Sam's Date

The third book in the Sam series was released overnight and it's the payoff for the first part of the story.  In Sam's Halloween, he was trapped by his sister and her friends.  In Sam's Shopping Trip they dragged him to the mall.  Now, they're ready to really have some fun with their feminized pet by making him go through with the date he was forced to agree to with his high school's quarterback.  

Of course, Sam's step-sister is along on the double date to keep him out of trouble and to enjoy watching him squirm in discomfort as the star athlete takes him out for a romantic evening and a night of dancing. This is sure to be a night that Sam will never forget.

In the Sam's Date series, I'm really not trying to break any new ground.  Instead, I'm simply trying to tell a very simple story of forced feminization at the hands of a wicked step-sister and her friends.  It's a very simple plot, but it's one that I am allowing myself extra time to describe and explore.

"What do you think you're doing, Sam?" Alexis shouted at me.
 

"What? I'm out on a date with a guy, for Christ's sake," I replied annoyed.
 

"You're out on a date with a guy who is going to be shelling out over $100 for your part of this meal. Do you think he's paying for polite conversation?" She snapped.
 

"No, I guess not, but what am I supposed to do?"
 

"Kiss him, pet him, show him a good time. Give him something in return."
 

"I can't do that. I'm not gay."
 

"What does that have to do with anything?" she gave me a puzzled look.
 

"Hello, if I'm not gay why would I be flirting and making out with another guy?"
 

"Well maybe because you know what will happen to you if you don’t!"
 

"Why, what are you going to do?"
 

“Let’s not go there again, the possibilities are practically endless. You know I have so much stuff on you little sister, I can very easily ruin you, your reputation, your whole life. Then if I were to let slip something to Ryan, probably your health, definitely your face. Look, I don’t want to keep repeating this same discussion with you every time you don't want to do something I tell you to. It should be very apparent to you by this point that you want... no, actually you need to keep me and my friends very happy. You can do that by doing what we’ve told you, exactly what we’ve told you. If you don't? Well, that’s up to you I suppose.” She spoke quietly, clearly and very ominously.
 

“And what would he do to you? You set all this up, claiming I was your cousin!” I retorted desperately.
 

“Much as he wouldn’t get rough with you while he thinks you are a girl, I really don’t see him holding back much when he finds out you’re just a sissy boy, do you? As for me, I was still a girl the last time I looked. So although he may be upset with me, he probably won’t rearrange my face.”
 

She was right and I knew it. She had me and there was nothing I could do.
 

"So, what do you want me to do,” I capitulated. “I've already kissed him and everything."
 

"Oh you'll be kissing him a lot more and much better than that. When we get back out there start by holding his hand."
 

"Okay," I said dubiously.
 

"And you’d better start to show some real enthusiasm, rub your legs against his under the table, lean into him more and for Christ’s sake look at him! Oh, and stop talking to Joey, he’s not your date."
 

“What about Joey? What are you giving him for your $100 meal?” I sniped.
 

“None of your business! And you’ll pay for that later.” She retorted.
 

"Fine," I sulked. "Don't you have to go to the bathroom?"
 

"We just did," she replied. "Now touch up your makeup and no more backchat!"
 

After we’d touched up and checked each other we walked back out to the boys at the table. I noticed a lot of guys in the restaurant, some much older, checking us out as we did. As if reading my mind, Alexis whispered to me, "I'm wearing pants. It's you they're staring at."