In the Garden of Eden

Rule 18 post: See here

 

 One never jumps into being a panty boi, especially in their developmental stage of their life. In those early stages, one waits for opportunity to strike, and doesn't necessarily seek them out. The months they passed, the wedding of my brother and Anna came and went without a hitch, and the newlywed's house was built. It was finally time for my brother to take his new bride on a long awaited honeymoon holiday. 

By this time I was a hormone fuelled youth who had been suppressing the reoccurring urges of my earlier adventures inside the Silk Trap.  I had focused my attention on what all male youths did; sports and my first clumsy experiences with the opposite sex. Nothing was really different in my life than it was for any other in my position. Then the day came when it all changed, and the Silk Trap would soon reach out and ensnare me once again. But this time with longer lasting effects than ever before. 

 

Anna came by our house and asked to speak with me. Always enthused and happy to see Anna, I bounded in from the back yard when she came out and asked me, 

"Can I ask a big favor of you?"

"Sure, what do you need" was my reply, and with my crush in full bloom, I could never say no to her anyways.

"Well, you know that we are leaving on that long awaited honeymoon now that the house is finished, and we were hoping that you could look into the place when we were gone for a few weeks?"

Suddenly in that very moment, that same feeling that gripped me so hard and completely when I discovered Anna's pastel pink lace panties on the floor of our guestroom, swept over me like a cold shower and all I could do was utter a simple, 

"Uhhh...sure?"

"Great! Thanks so much, swing by the house later and I'll show you where everything is and what you need to do." Anna said; thrilled that the house would be looked after while they were gone.

All that day I was a bundle of nerves, but when I came over, I fought to keep my demeanor business as usual. Anna showed me where everything was, what I had to do, which plants needed watering and when, along with all the little things that needed to be looked after. 

"Just no parties, and no friends hanging out here, ok? You can do that a home. You don't need to stay over the whole time, just a few nights a week so it looks like someone's always here."

" No problem" I replied, as there was no chance of anyone being there while I had the whole place to myself anyways.

When the day came for them to fly off to their tropical destination, I quickly ate my supper at home and after doing nothing in my room for a while, I hopped on my bike and set off for my house sitting duties which I would take very seriously. My folks, thrilled at the show of responsibility I embraced, they saw me off, knowing I wasn't far away and if I needed anything, I was a quick phone call away.

 

Upon opening the door for the first time, my stomach was in nervous knots. All the way there, I could think only about those same pastel lace pink panties and renewing my acquaintance with them in earnest. I'm sure an entire bottle of viagra couldn't match what I was packing as I closed the door behind me, letting the silence of the quiet house take over and hearing nothing but my heart thump in my chest and the blood rush in my ears. The same sensations would return later in life I would eventually find out.

I decided to take the opportunity and do the things I needed to do domestically, make sure everything was done what required and then began discretely closing all the drapes, and window coverings, ensuring my complete privacy and discretion. Then I took my first steps into the garden of Eden, the master bedroom.

The house was built to give a new bride everything she needed. Her own walk in closet, vanity, the works. My first mission was to familiarize myself with where everything was, and to take a mental inventory of where things were, and in what order. I couldn't be careless, this much I knew. Step one, look through all the dresser cabinets and observe where everything was. Dresses, sleep wear, pants, shoes, belts, blouses, t-shirts, jeans....and then.. the mother-load, the panty drawer!

 

To me it was like the scene in Raiders of The Lost Ark, when they entered the hallowed chamber. The drawer was full of untold riches and it was so overwhelming all I could do was just look, my mind spinning like a top thats about to go out of control. Other drawers contained more riches; stockings, pantyhose, slips, etc. Walking into Anna's walk-in closet left me awestruck. Hanger after hanger of her clothes all waiting silently, inviting me to explore the deepest reaches of my mind forged in that very first moment when I felt my first pair of pantyhose on a woman's leg. I had three whole weeks to completely indulge myself into everything feminine. 

The early seeds of a sissy that were sown years before,  now began to germinate and the very first traces of what would become Devina, poked up from under the rich soil of my good fortune.

This was going to be the experience of a lifetime, and would permanently change me forever.....