I wrote this as a play for a reason. A very wise man once said: “All the world’s a stage, and all the men and women merely players.”
Your crossdressing and sissy fantasies are exactly like a play, and you play the girl. So without further ado, on with the story.
Teresa: Well, well, well, look what we have here.
Susan: Oh-My-God. He’s wearing your panties and babydoll Teresa! And look-he went through all of your things. He must have tried on everything in your dresser! And there’s lingerie all over the place! Let’s call the Police.
Teresa: Just a minute Susan, I think we should interrogate the suspect, isn’t that what they do on those cop shows?
Susan: Screw that! We caught a panty thief and he has to go to jail. And we have to tell your neighbors. We have to tell everyone so this doesn’t happen again.
Teresa: But this panty thief is one of my neighbors, he lives right next door.
Susan: Oh My God you know this guy?
Teresa: I sure do, in fact he used to do some chores for me, but things got weird.
Susan: What do you mean, weird?
Teresa: Well, I caught him watching me once from his bathroom window, it was really creepy. I think he was masturbating.
Susan: I’m calling the Police right now…
The Panty Thief by Teresa Bowers