Andlat whimpered softly as his sister Ashley dragged him by the paw into the living room. He whined as he saw a little pink table set up with a Beauty and the Beast tea set in the middle of the room with three chairs occupied by dolls. He had a sneaking suspicion who would be occupying the fourth soon enough.

	Andlat lounged on his bed in nothing but his underwear, reading a book. Suddenly, Ashley came bursting in unannounced. Andlat growled and glared at her.
	“Ashley! Mom said you have to knock!”
	“Why should I have to knock to come into my little sister’s room?” Ashley asked overly sweetly, showing Andlat the items that she had in her paws.
	“No.” Andlat said firmly.
	“Don’t be like that, Lily.” Ashley said, setting the items on Andlat’s desk chair. Quick as a flash, she had her younger brother over her lap, his white briefs discarded out of his reach. Andlat struggled, but several rapid spankings put an end to that. Ashley chuckled as Andlat’s butt jiggled just as much as her own. “What’s your name, little girl?”
	“I’m not a girl!” Andlat retorted defiantly. He yelped as she spanked him again. 
	“What’s your name, little girl?”
	“I’m not” Every time that Andlat spoke or even so much as opened his mouth Ashley silenced him with a series of spanks. Andlat felt so embarrassed being completely naked and over his sister’s lap, getting spanked again and again. It did not take long for all of the fight to leave him and he went limp.
	“What do you want to say?” Ashley asked as sweetly as ever.
	“My name is Lily. I love being a girly girl and being your little sister.”
	“One more time.” Ashley said, smacking his butt again.
	“My name’s Lily. I love being a girly girl and your little sister.” The poor fox repeated meekly.
	“Atta girl.” Ashley said, taking the opportunity to skillfully use one paw to slip the pair of frilly pink rhumba panties that she had brought with onto her brother’s body while her other paw held him down. “I knew a little spanking would clear up all that Andlat nonsense in no time.” She played with the ruffles on Andlat’s butt, smiling fondly. “I’ll never understand how two sisters, only a year or so apart, can be so different. You’re all about the girly girl frilly stuff and I’ve always been more of a tomboy. Do you remember Aunt Mary’s wedding? I was supposed to be the flower girl but I hated that hideous yellow dress so I put you in it and wore your suit.” Ashley smacked Andlat’s butt to keep him from interrupting. “Mom was so mad she made you pretend to be me, and vice versa, for the entire trip.”  Andlat did remember that. That was back when they shared a room, something that had thankfully changed, albeit not that long ago. 
Andlat remembered that he had been puzzled prior to the trip as to why his sister was packing all of the dresses that she refused to wear, preferring to make him wear them from time to time. He would learn the reason over the next few days as he found himself in dress after dress while Ashley wore his shirts and shorts.
	Ashley finally let Andlat up, but only to help him into the party gown with its white satin and pink ribbons and lace. Like any fancy dress, it fastened in the back, meaning that Andlat would not be getting out of it of his own volition. Ashley pushed her brother in front of the mirror. The dress only reached down to his mid-thigh, meaning that if and when Andlat bent over, his panties would be on full display. He blushed as Ashley took his paw and made him twirl, his dress lifting to reveal his panties at the apex of his feminine legs. 
	“Oh, Lily.” Ashley said with a chuckle. The fact that she wore a t-shirt and jeans only reminded Andlat more of just how feminine his outfit was. “Come on, Lily. Let’s go play.” Ashley grabbed his paw and dragged him from the room, his dress bouncing merrily with every step.

	“Go ahead, Lily. Your dollies are waiting.” With a sigh, Andlat shuffled forward to sit down at the table, but Ashley stopped him. “It hasn’t been that long since we last played tea party. You have to curtsey first.” Andlat sighed and bobbed into a shallow curtsey. Ashley shook her head. “Lily! That’s nowhere near good enough!”
	“Don’t spank me again.” Andlat whined. Ashley smirked. He was right where she wanted him.
	“Then curtsey like you mean it or you’ll really be sore!” Ashley said, hoping that Andlat did not see through her false menace. Much to her delight, Andlat quickly curtseyed deeply. Ashley applauded appreciatively. “You’ve gotten good at that, Lily. You must be practicing!”
	“No.” Andlat stammered bashfully. Ashley gasped.
	“You mean you’re just naturally that good at it?” She exclaimed. Andlat blushed and sat down, remembering to smooth his dress underneath himself. Ashley naturally saw, but chose not to comment. After all, all of this was being recorded by two hidden cameras, so she could comment on it later when she and Lily were watching it. “Alright, Lily. Shall I serve you and your guests some tea?”
	“Sure.” Andlat mumbled bashfully.
	“Lily! That was not very ladylike at all!” Ashley exclaimed.
	“Yes, please.” Andlat whispered, looking down at his paws, thankful that for once, Ashley had not painted them.	
	“Good girl!” Ashley praised, pretending to pour tea into each of the cups. Andlat reached out a quivering paw and picked up his tea cup, sipping from it daintily as he knew Ashley expected him to. Ashley grinned at her brother’s lack of masculine defiance. She felt that he belonged in dresses and it was instances like this that only proved her point in her head. “Don’t be shy, Lily. You’re the hostess. Make conversation with your guests.”
	“Rose.” Andlat said softly to one of the dolls. “How have you been?” He turned to another doll. “Cinderella, that’s a beautiful dress.”
	“I think they all agree that your dress is the prettiest, Lily.” Ashley said, sitting down between Rose and Cinderella, where she could keep an eye on her squirming brother. “Where did you get it?”
	“You gave it to me.”
	“Manners. Pretend that you’re a princess like Cinderella and Belle.”
	“My big sister Ashley gave it to me.” Andlat stammered. “Aren’t I the luckiest girl in the world?” Ashley smiled. One of her hidden cameras was right under the table. No matter how softly Andlat spoke, its microphone would pick up every word, as well as plenty of shots of his panties. She knew better than to provide her little brother with plausible deniability about whether or not she got him into panties.
	She fondly remembered the summer that, with their mom’s blessing, she had kept him in panties, not a single pair of briefs from the last day of school to the first. Whenever Andlat had started talking about how he was a tough todd, she just tugged down his shorts and all of his friends gasped to see his pink or white or yellow undergarments, selected each day by Ashley’s paw. It had not taken long for his friends to take over for Ashley in checking what panties the sissy was wearing that day. Andlat’s reputation recovered after they moved away the next year, but she knew that he still remembered that summer with fear.
	“I’m sure that Lily will be more than happy to find you girls some pretty new dresses too before too long.” Ashley remarked, emerging from her thoughts. Andlat grumbled. A tea party was bad enough, but dressing up dolls too? “Isn’t that right, Lily?”
	“Oh, yes.” Andlat replied, fidgeting in his seat. “That sounds like so much fun.”
	“Would you like more tea already, Miss Lily?”
	“No, thank you.” Andlat said softly. “I’m fine.” His ears twitched as the back door suddenly opened. His mom was home! She poked her head in from the kitchen and frowned.
	“Ashley! You are in big trouble!” Andlat tried to stop himself from smirking smugly at his sister, but it still escaped. She was about to get it. “I told you to do the dishes before I got home.”
	“Sorry, mom. I forgot.”
	“It’s okay, Ashley.” His mom said, her tone softening. “I see that Lily convinced you to have a tea party with her. Lily, you can help your sister with the dishes.” 
	“Come on, Lily!” Ashley exclaimed, grabbing the fox’s paw. “It’ll be fun!” Andlat yelped as the puffy petticoats caused his dress to fly up as Ashley yanked him toward the kitchen, flashing his rather frilly panties.
	“Have your sister wear her apron so she doesn’t ruin her dress!” Their mom called after them.  Andlat whimpered as Ashley made a beeline for the lacy white apron that resided in the pantry. In a jiffy, she had it on Andlat and tied around his waist.
	“I’ll wash, you dry and put away.” Ashley decreed. Andlat had no desire to argue. He hated washing dishes. The problem with the arrangement did not occur to him until he tried to put the first few plates away. Every time that he reached up, his dress rose, flashing his panties. Every time, Ashley would giggle and say in sing song, “I see Lily’s panties.” Try as he might, he could not keep it from happening, any more than he could ignore Ashley’s taunts.
	With both of them working together, the dishes did not take all that long to finish and Andlat hoped that he would be able to slip up to his room and change out of the dress at last, but Ashley had other plans. Immediately after removing his apron for him, she took hold of Andlat’s paw with her tight grip and tugged him back out to the living room, depositing him in the chair by the tea table.
	“Did you finish the dishes?”
	“Yep and while we were doing them, Lily asked me to give her a makeover!” 
	“I was beginning to wonder if you suddenly didn’t like bows and nail polish anymore, Lily.” 
	“Do you really think she’d wear such a glitzy dress if she didn’t?” Ashley said with a smile. She looked down at Andlat.
	“Tell mommy what you told me earlier.”
	“I love being a girly girl.” Andlat intoned softly.
	“Of course you do, sweetheart.” His mom said with a grin. “It’s so nice to have one girl who isn’t afraid of looking feminine.” She glared jokingly at Ashley, who simply scoffed.
	“Tell you what, mom. I’ll paint my nails the same shade of pink as I paint Lily’s.”
	“I’ll be more impressed when you two wear matching outfits.” The adult vixen retorted. “Like that one Halloween party I took you two to. The one where you were both ballerinas.”
	“Oh, yeah!” Ashley said with a grin. Andlat remembered the party far less fondly than the two vixens did. None of the other boys had wanted to play with a girly ballerina, so he was stuck with Ashley the entire time.
	Ashley quickly returned with nail polish and took Andlat’s paw, setting to work without warning. He glumly sat there as his sister skillfully painted his nails, his other arm holding down his petticoats.
	“By the way,” Their mom said. “Ashley, did you talk Lily out of tights or stockings? Her legs look so bare and I know she would never choose freely to not wear them.”
	“I’ll do her toenails too then.” Ashley declared.
	“What do you say, Lily?”
	“Thank you, Ashley.” Andlat mumbled. He stayed still while his sister delicately decorated his nails. The bubble gum pink color stuck out rather startlingly against the black fur of his paws, drawing the eye immediately and effectively. Andlat resolved to find the nail polish remover as soon as he got a chance to.
	Ashley screwed the cap back on to the nail polish, smiling at Andlat’s burning cheeks.
	“Go show mommy your pretty nails, Lily.” The young todd stood up and padded over.
	“Look.” He mumbled. His mom smiled, admiring his nails. 
“How nice of Ashley to paint them for you, hmm?” She looked at Ashley. “Now it’s big sister’s turn, hmm?”
“Oh, yeah.” Ashley said. “I nearly forgot. Lily. While I’m painting my nails, didn’t you promise your dollies that you would change their outfits?”
“Oh, yeah.” Andlat mumbled, feeling trapped. “I guess I’ll do that.” He gathered up the dolls, trying his best not to flash his frilly underwear as he did so, but not being very successful. He plopped down on the floor and halfheartedly set to work as Ashley watched. Removing the dolls’ tiny clothing was quite difficult and Andlat found himself having to focus rather closely. He hardly even noticed when his mother left the room to start making dinner. Once she was certain that the older vixen had left the room, Ashley smirked at Andlat.
“Doesn’t it just feel more natural to be a good little girl?”
“No.”
“You haven’t done a single boyish thing since I dressed you, Lily.” Ashley replied. “You’ve been a perfect little vixen.”
“I complained!”
“At first, but I haven’t had to spank you since.” Andlat’s face burned red as he realized that it was true.
“Mom seems to like me like this.” He mumbled.
“And why shouldn’t she? Her younger daughter is finally being true to herself.”
“I’m not a girl!” Andlat yelled, perhaps more loudly than he should have. His mom appeared in the room quick as a flash.
“What is going on in here?”
“Lily’s being a brat!”
“Ashley’s teasing me!”
“Ashley, stop teasing.” She said. “As for you,” She said, looking down at Andlat on the floor, who was surrounded by dolls and doll clothes. “You haven’t asked to change since I got home, so I’m going to figure you’re comfortable as you are.”
“But” Andlat tried to protest, but his mother would have none of that.
“No buts. Your dress unzips down the back, so I know you can’t get out of it on your own. Neither your sister nor I will help you until it’s time for bed. Is that clear?”
“Yes.” Andlat mumbled, defeated.
“Good. If I hear any more arguing, I won’t hesitate to put the both of you over my knee. Understand?”
“Yes.” Her two kits said in unison. She smiled. At least they always remembered just who was in charge around here.
Peace and quiet reigned throughout dinner, much to the older vixen’s relief. She knew that it was only a matter of time though before her children resumed fighting. She decided silently that she would convince them to watch a movie with her following dinner. She smiled to herself. Surely that was a foolproof plan.
“So, I was thinking we could have a girls’ night in.” She said thoughtfully. Ashley beamed immediately at the idea, but Andlat whimpered softly, his ears flattening. “Make some popcorn and watch a movie.”
“Sounds great, mom.” Ashley said.
“And youngest gets to pick the movie.” The older vixen added. Andlat’s ears perked up. Things were taking a turn for the better, it seemed.
“Any movie I want?”
“Yes, Lily.” She replied. Andlat squirmed.
“Do you have to call me Lily?”
“Well, that’s your name when you’re in a dress, isn’t it?”
“And panties.” Ashley added. Her mother frowned at her before continuing.
“It’s a girls’ night in, princess. Andlat the todd isn’t invited. Only my younger daughter, Lily Scarlett Fox, is invited.” Andlat frowned and squirmed some more.
“Why can’t Andlat come?” Andlat asked. “It doesn’t have to be a girls’ night in.”
“Because he’s busy cleaning the garage.” His mom replied smugly. Andlat looked down. He did not want to have to clean the garage. He was willing to do anything but that.
“I’ll come to girls’ night in.”
“And who are you?” His mom asked.
“Lily.” Andlat mumbled. His mom and Ashley nodded approvingly.
“Now that we have a plan for the evening, you two dash upstairs and get into your pajamas so we can be all comfy cozy for our movie.” Ashley jumped up. 
“Come on, Lily!” Andlat sighed and slowly rose, crossing around the table to his sister. Ashley grabbed his paw and yanked him upstairs. Rather than go into Andlat’s room, they went to Ashley’s. “You know,” Ashley said as she went over to her closet, where she kept all of the clothes that she dressed Andlat up in. “We really should move all of your dresses into your room. They’re yours, after all.” Andlat whined softly. 
Ashley emerged from her closet and set three nightgowns out on her bed so that Andlat could see them. The first was a soft blue princess nightgown with ruffle-trimmed organza overskirts and a dreamy satin bodice and underskirt. Between its puff sleeves, it had a Cinderella applique with embroidery and ribbon bows as accents. The second was similar, except Belle’s dress from Beauty and the Beast and a cheerful yellow color. The third was thankfully not a princess nightgown, but its pink color and lacy frills reminded Andlat all too much of the dress that he had spent the afternoon in.
“Which will it be, Lily?” Ashley asked with a smile. Andlat frowned. He did not want her to think that he was seriously considering them, but he also did not really want to pick any of them.
“I don’t know.” Andlat mumbled. He gritted his teeth and pointed to the Belle nightgown. “That one, I guess.”
“But the pink one matches your panties.”
“I don’t care.”
“All right, miss grumpy panties. The yellow one it is then.” Ashley said as she crossed over to Andlat and helped him remove the dress that he wore. He barely had time to blush before she slipped the Belle nightgown over his head. Andlat felt the sheer material slip down his body and he whined softly. “Oh, come on. You know you like it!” His sister said, tapping his snout with a finger. Andlat frowned, but Ashley ignored him, navigating him in front of the mirror. “Look at my pretty sister!” Andlat looked away from his embarrassed reflection as Ashley produced a yellow ribbon from somewhere and put a big bow atop his head. A second soon followed it on his bushy tail.
Ashley left her brother in front of the mirror to hang his discarded dress up on a hanger. She grabbed all of the dresses from her closet and brought them over to Andlat, depositing them in his arms.
“Take those to your room, Lily. They’re just taking up space in my closet.”
“But”
“But what, Lily?” Ashley said with a certain tone that destroyed any defiance that Andlat might develop. He hurried out of the room with an armful of frills. His closet had no door, so he thought fast and tried his best to hide the dresses from sight. Try as he might, at least some of the frills were readily visible from any point in the room.
Ashley came in a moment later, having changed into her own pajamas, a white camisole and green lounge pants. The vixen carried a cardboard box that was filled to the brim with rhumba panties. She did not hesitate to open Andlat’s underwear drawer and shove his briefs to the far back to make room for the pastel-colored garments. She smiled at Andlat. 
“Doesn’t that feel better? Now you don’t have to come bug me for your panties every time you take a bath.” Andlat grumbled in annoyance, but did not dare to object.
“Are you two almost ready?” Their mom called from downstairs.
“Coming!” Ashley replied, leading Andlat out of the room and toward girls’ night in.
Once downstairs, Ashley and their mom convinced Andlat to sit between them on the couch. Andlat was a captive as they started a romantic comedy. To Andlat’s dismay, the female lead had a niece named Lily whose ballet recital played into the plot.
“Maybe our Lily should give a recital after the movie.” Ashley teased. “Your old tutu might still fit.” Andlat’s face burned red. At the age of ten, Ashley had decided she wanted to try ballet and Andlat ended up joining too. Ashley had quit after less than two months, but her recording of Andlat in his tutu and leotard resulted in Andlat remaining in ballet from the age of nine up until he turned thirteen.
“Let’s just watch the movie for now.” Their mom said diplomatically. Andlat breathed a silent sigh of relief, but he knew that if Ashley had her heart set on it, he would end up in a tutu before long. He wondered just where his tutu had ended up. He had never wanted to see it again once he was finally free of ballet.
The movie ended predictably with the male lead and the female lead getting together and then going to Lily’s recital. Ashley grinned from ear to ear as she looked across Andlat at her mother.
“No.” 
“But mom! Lily wants to do it, don’t you, sis?”
“I’m kind of tired.” Andlat mumbled nervously. His mom smiled and kissed his forehead.
“You go ahead and get some sleep, sweetie.” She said. “Good night.”
“Good night.” Andlat said, standing up.
“That really is a pretty nightie on you.” His mom remarked. Her son simply blushed and dashed away. Ashley followed him at a calmer pace.
Andlat stood in his room and sighed. He saw his briefs not too far away and bent down to pick them up.
“Clearing out Andlat’s stuff?” Ashley asked, taking the briefs from Andlat and throwing them in his trash can.
“Stop it, Ashley. Lily time is over.”
“Oh, really?” Ashley said. “That’s news to me. Maybe I should post it online, along with the video of Lily’s tea party.”
“No!” Ashley smiled and sauntered over to Andlat’s bed. She sat down and patted her lap.
“Assume the position.” With a forlorn sigh, Andlat obeyed. Ashley lifted his nightgown and rubbed his pantied butt, giggling as it jiggled a bit. The spanking soon began. “What’s your name?” Ashley was quite calm, but kept up the spanking.
“Lily.” Andlat replied, gritting his teeth.
“That’s right. From now on, you like ballet as much as your dresses. How much do you like your dresses?”
“I love my dresses.”
“So you must love ballet, hmm?”
“Yes!” Andlat’s eyes were filling with tears.
“Are you a boy or a girl?”
“A boy.” Andlat replied, but the spanking intensified.
“You haven’t been a boy at all today.”
“I’m a girly girl.” Andlat squealed as tears sped down his cheeks. “The girliest girl I can be!” Ashley finally let him up and fussed over his nightgown.
“Here’s the deal, Lily.” She said. “First of all, practice your curtsies while I explain to you my thoughts .” She smiled as the todd began to curtsey again and again. “Tomorrow morning, you’ll put on fresh panties and a dress and come downstairs for breakfast. No boy clothes or you’ll get a spanking while we’re at the boutique buying you some more dresses.” Andlat’s face fell. More dresses? “Get to bed. We have an exciting day tomorrow.” Ashley tucked the fox in and left the room. “Oh.” She said, popping her head back in. “I’ll be checking throughout the night to make sure you’re still in your nightie and panties. It’s unladylike to sleep naked.” With that, she left.
Andlat whimpered as he stared up at the ceiling. How had this day just gotten worse and worse as it went on? He dreaded what would be coming tomorrow even as he slipped his paw under the comforter to rub his rock hard cock, which had been bugging him all day. He hoped that Ashley had not noticed. Such paranoia disappeared as his thoughts dissolved into masturbatory bliss.