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A super fun idea from AmitheNord during the stream for a fun little pageant pic and they even wrote a fun short story for it

Taylor was bored. His friends were all gone for the summer, he had nothing new to play, and his mother and sister were out shopping for pageant-related stuff as the circuit was about to begin. Ugh, he hated that he even considered hanging out with his sister rather than being bored. Wandering through the house, he noticed his sister's door ajar. "Hmm," he thought, "maybe that new machine of hers has some games or cool stuff I can mess with."

As he opened the door, he noted several frilly, sparkly, and incredibly girly clothes on the floor, thrown on the bed, and hung up. His sister had gotten SUPER into pageants, even though she seemed too old for them and hadn't participated in several years. Their mom had gotten her a tutoring machine to make up for lost time and Taylor could hear several loud sounds whenever her training was going on.

Looking at the machine, he saw several mechanical arms hanging off the side. He thought maybe it'd be fun to pretend to be a supervillain or something with them, so he hit the ON button and starting flipping switches at random, trying to figure out how it worked. After about a minute of hitting several switches, buttons, levers, and knobs, he finally spotted a button labeled "START".

He looked up to see both mechanical arms grab his wrists while they pulled some pastel yellow gloves on his hands. "Huh?! What the hell?!"

"No! Little girl, judges will deduct points for foul language. Proper language for a lady module added to tasks today. Two hours of curtsying practice is first. Error. Little girl, you know you must be ready in uniform before practice. Removing offensive clothing now."

Taylor struggled as the Tutor cut off his clothes and started pulling up a pair of yellow rumba panties up his legs as well as a matching training bra. Next, the arms maneuvered him into a short, yellow poof ball of a dress (with a petticoat!) while somehow keeping hold of him at all times. While his head was placed into a contraption, he could feel something silky being laced up his legs while his face was smothered in creams. He felt his hair being heated up and pulled while something pointy was placed into it. "Don't you look precious!" said the Tutor as it held up a mirror for Taylor to admire himself. He couldn't believe it, he looked like a little girl ready for pageantry! Of course he was a little bit too tall and the skirt barely covered his frilly butt.

He was still in shock when he felt something hard slap his barely-exposed butt. "It's curtsy time, 2 hours and every time you miss a curtsy on cue you get the paddle. Now a-one, and a-two, and a-"

After four long hours of curtsying, practicing interview questions about what his favorite dresses and dolls are, and then walking lessons, he finally heard someone walk into the house. "Mom! Come here please!!!", he cried as the Tutor spanked him again.

His mother was delirious with laughter as she walked in on Taylor in his current state. "Mom thank god you're home! I got stuck in sis's pageant tutor and it dressed me up like this!"

She walked over to the tutor saying, "Well looks like you've still got 6 hours before it will release you! Looks like you turned on the strict setting, it's a special feature which locks you into your training regiment until the timer is up. Looks like you'll be here long enough for your sister and her friends to see you. Don't you remember they have a sleepover planned? Maybe they can give you some tips for your upcoming pageant sweetie."

"What do you mean it can't free me for 6 hours?! Sis and her friends are coming over for a sleepover in an hour?!? What do you mean MY pageant?!"

"Well it says here that you're entered into the upcoming Goldilocks Pageant! The Tutor has a feature which lets you sign up for pageants you're qualified for automatically. Oh dear, your sister isn't going to be happy either. That's $500 you'll have to pay back, the pageant fee was already paid for from her account. Well, if you win first place you'll get more than enough to pay her back, good luck with practice!"

"Mom, no, wait, please I-" cried Taylor as the Tutor spanked him once more. "Now, now, don't fuss. We wouldn't want the judges to disqualify you simply because you were uncooperative and let the paddle ruin your pretty little dress."

Description
A super fun idea from AmitheNord during the stream for a fun little pageant pic and they even wrote a fun short story for it

Taylor was bored. His friends were all gone for the summer, he had nothing new to play, and his mother and sister were out shopping for pageant-related stuff as the circuit was about to begin. Ugh, he hated that he even considered hanging out with his sister rather than being bored. Wandering through the house, he noticed his sister's door ajar. "Hmm," he thought, "maybe that new machine of hers has some games or cool stuff I can mess with."

As he opened the door, he noted several frilly, sparkly, and incredibly girly clothes on the floor, thrown on the bed, and hung up. His sister had gotten SUPER into pageants, even though she seemed too old for them and hadn't participated in several years. Their mom had gotten her a tutoring machine to make up for lost time and Taylor could hear several loud sounds whenever her training was going on.

Looking at the machine, he saw several mechanical arms hanging off the side. He thought maybe it'd be fun to pretend to be a supervillain or something with them, so he hit the ON button and starting flipping switches at random, trying to figure out how it worked. After about a minute of hitting several switches, buttons, levers, and knobs, he finally spotted a button labeled "START".

He looked up to see both mechanical arms grab his wrists while they pulled some pastel yellow gloves on his hands. "Huh?! What the hell?!"

"No! Little girl, judges will deduct points for foul language. Proper language for a lady module added to tasks today. Two hours of curtsying practice is first. Error. Little girl, you know you must be ready in uniform before practice. Removing offensive clothing now."

Taylor struggled as the Tutor cut off his clothes and started pulling up a pair of yellow rumba panties up his legs as well as a matching training bra. Next, the arms maneuvered him into a short, yellow poof ball of a dress (with a petticoat!) while somehow keeping hold of him at all times. While his head was placed into a contraption, he could feel something silky being laced up his legs while his face was smothered in creams. He felt his hair being heated up and pulled while something pointy was placed into it. "Don't you look precious!" said the Tutor as it held up a mirror for Taylor to admire himself. He couldn't believe it, he looked like a little girl ready for pageantry! Of course he was a little bit too tall and the skirt barely covered his frilly butt.

He was still in shock when he felt something hard slap his barely-exposed butt. "It's curtsy time, 2 hours and every time you miss a curtsy on cue you get the paddle. Now a-one, and a-two, and a-"

After four long hours of curtsying, practicing interview questions about what his favorite dresses and dolls are, and then walking lessons, he finally heard someone walk into the house. "Mom! Come here please!!!", he cried as the Tutor spanked him again.

His mother was delirious with laughter as she walked in on Taylor in his current state. "Mom thank god you're home! I got stuck in sis's pageant tutor and it dressed me up like this!"

She walked over to the tutor saying, "Well looks like you've still got 6 hours before it will release you! Looks like you turned on the strict setting, it's a special feature which locks you into your training regiment until the timer is up. Looks like you'll be here long enough for your sister and her friends to see you. Don't you remember they have a sleepover planned? Maybe they can give you some tips for your upcoming pageant sweetie."

"What do you mean it can't free me for 6 hours?! Sis and her friends are coming over for a sleepover in an hour?!? What do you mean MY pageant?!"

"Well it says here that you're entered into the upcoming Goldilocks Pageant! The Tutor has a feature which lets you sign up for pageants you're qualified for automatically. Oh dear, your sister isn't going to be happy either. That's $500 you'll have to pay back, the pageant fee was already paid for from her account. Well, if you win first place you'll get more than enough to pay her back, good luck with practice!"

"Mom, no, wait, please I-" cried Taylor as the Tutor spanked him once more. "Now, now, don't fuss. We wouldn't want the judges to disqualify you simply because you were uncooperative and let the paddle ruin your pretty little dress."