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Jordan's Fairy Tale Life (Private With Bluebird)


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Charles Hollowell walked out to the car carrying the last of the suitcases. His 16 year old daughter, Jordan, was sitting on the front step with her head lowered. He knew it was going to be a big adjustment for Jordan, moving in with her new stepmother Carla and her stepsisters Druzilla and Anastastia. After all, it had been just Jordan and himself for the past 3 years, ever since her mother had died.

 

Charles put the suitcases in the trunk and then came back to where Jordan was sitting. He took her arm and lifted her up so she stood in front of him. he took his handkerchief out of his pocket and wiped her face with it.

 

"I know you must think I am dishonoring your mother's memory by getting married again. I just felt like something was missing from my life and Carla filled that. Besides, with me being on the road so much, I was worried about leaving you here alone. Now you will have someone with you and I can breath easier. Let's get going."

 

Charles led Jordan out to the car and opened the back door, letting her get in. He got in the car and drove for almost two hours before arriving at Carla's house in an upscale neighborhood. The house had four bedrooms and two and a half bathrooms. He parked in the driveway and let Jordan out. They walked up to the front door and knocked. In a few seconds the door was opened by Carla. She smiled at Charles and gave him a kiss. Charles led Jordan into the house. Her stepsisters were standing at the entrance to the living room. Druzilla, age 14, stood as tall as Jordan but was stocky. She had muscles built up from years of doing sports. She was wearing jeans and a tee shirt. 12 year old Anastasia was shorter and skinnier. She was wearing a pink leotard with a frilly purple tutu over it.

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Jordan sat on the front steps, staring sadly at the pavement below her. They were in the process of moving to her new soon-to-be step mothers home and she was not exactly thrilled. It only fel like it was yesterday when she lost her mother, and it felt to soon for a new woman to be entering her life. She felt her father, Charles, tug at her arm and she looked up at him sadly, knowing it was time to go.

"I don't think that dad," Jordan replied softly as she patiently allowed her father to brush away her tears. "I just... I just miss momma is all..." Even at 16, the teenager had not forsaken the babyish term to refer to her mother as. "I just want you to be happy too..." She allowed herself to be escorted into the car and got comfortable in the back seat, leaning against the door.

"Is Carla nice?" She asked worriedly, "And her daughters... Druzilla and Anastasia right? Are they nice? Do you think they'll like me?" These questions had been at the top of her mind for the past few days, and she was terrified she wouldn't be accepted Ito this new branch of the family. Jordan stared at her reflection in the mirror. She wasn't an ugly girl for sure. She had long brown hair, normally in a pony tail and a very pretty face. She had a dancers body from her early years as a ballet dance and had a thin frame.

When they pulled into the driveway of her new home Jordan was a little surprised by the size of the house. She was told she would have her own room, which Jordan was all for! Walking inside with her dad, she smiled meekly at her new siblings and mother.

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Charles answered Jordan's questions as best he could, knowing she had been nervous and had never seen Carla or her stepsisters. It had been a rush courtship and they had just gone to the courthouse for a simple ceremony. Both Carla and Charles had decided that a fancy wedding had not been needed. It was the second marriage for both of them.

 

Carla smiled at Jordan as Charles introduced them. She gave her a hug.

 

"Welcome to the house Jordan. Make yourself at home. Mi casa es su casa. That means my house is your house. Druzilla, why don't you take Jordan upstairs and show her where she will be sleeping?"

 

"Yes maam," Druzilla answered sullenly, "Come on."

 

Druzilla led Jordan up the staircase. Anastasia followed them. When they reached the top of the stairs, Druzilla stopped and looked at Jordan.

 

"Listen, princess. Just because your daddy married my mom doesn't give you any special priviledges here. I am in charge when my mom isn't around, got it? and when I ain't here, Anastasia is in charge. That puts you at the bottom. Don't think you can weedle your way into mom's good graces either. Got it? Good. Now let me show you to your room." Druzilla barked.

 

Druzilla led Jordan past several doors. They finally reached the end of the hall where the smallest of the bedrooms was. Druzilla opened the door and pushed Jordan inside. The room had a small twin sized bed and the walls were a light purple color. Jordan's name was above the bed in wooden letters.

 

"This door stays open all the time, understand? You don't get no privacy. From what I can see, you don't have anything you need to hide anyway. Let's continue our tour, shall we?"

 

Druzilla took her across the hall and into the bathroom. there was a sink, toilet and bathtub.

 

"This is our bathroom. We share it. That means I get first dibs on it. Anastasia is next so you are last. Anytime you need to use the toilet or want to wash up, ask us first. Understand?"

 

Druzilla let Jordan look around for a second and then led her out of the bathroom. She pointed to two doors down the hall a bit.

 

"That's my bedroom, and that's Anastasia's bedroom. They are off limits to you unless we invite you in, got it? The doors will be closed. If you need us for something and we are in our rooms, then knock."

 

"That's mom's room at the other end of the hall. I guess it's your daddy's room too. You are never to bother them. If you need to talk to mom about something, come get me first and I will talk to mom."

 

Just then Carla came to the foot of the stairs.

 

"Druzilla, can you tell Jordan to come down here please?"

 

"Okay mom." Druzilla replied.

 

Druzilla gave Jordan a swat on her bottom.

 

"You heard mom. Get your little bottom downstairs. NOW!"

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Jordan could tell the moment Druzilla replied to her mother that the eldest daughter was not thrilled of the new girl. This was confirmed by her immediate attitude at the top of the stairs. Jordan bit her lip to hold back her sharp tongue, knowing that making a bad impression now could put her father into an uncomfortable situation. "Whatever you say..." She replied sullenly, taking in her room, "I like purple..."

The privacy thing stabbed at her a bit. After all, Jordan was 16, and favored her privacy! On top of that, there were a few issues she didn't want her new step-sisters to know about. Choosing to simply disregard the open door rule, she followed the two down the hall. "I don't think I will be needing your permission to use the restroom Druzilla," Jordan replied sourly, "But I will respect your bathroom line-up...."

Hearing Carla call up for her, Jordan turned before feeling the sharp swat to her bottom, "Ow! Don't do that!" She snapped angrily at Druzilla, before stomping down the stairs, fuming at her new step-sisters. Puttin on a polite smile, she faced Carla, "Yes ma'am?"

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Carla smiled at Jordan.

 

"Come say goodbye to your father, sweetie. He just got a call and needs to leave."

 

Charles smiled as Jordan came over to him. He gave her a hug.

 

"Sorry to leave you alone with your stepsisters and stepmother so soon, Jordan, but an emergency has come up. I will probably be gone for several days. I want you to be a good girl, okay?"

 

Charles gave Jordan another hug and a kiss before leaving. Carla came over and stood next to Jordan, watching until Charles pulled out of the driveway.

 

"Okay, let's go over the rules, Jordan. Druzilla, Anastasia, down here now!" Carla called out.

 

The two girls came downstairs and smiled at their mother.

 

"I am getting ready to over the rules Jordan is going to have to follow while she is here. I thought it best if you girls listened as well."

 

"Okay mom." Both girls answered.

 

Carla led Jordan over to the couch and sat down. She patted the cushion next to her.

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Jordan could feel her heart break a little as her father told her the news. She knew it would happen at some point, but honestly she was hoping for it to happen later rather than sooner.

"Bye dad..". She whispered, embracing him tightly, "Please be safe..." Jordan stood at the door, and waved sadly as Charles pulled out of the driveway and went down the street. Following Carla back into the house, she sat up on the couch and anticipately waited for Carla to lay down the law and explain to her real daughters to go easy and respect Jordan.

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"Has Druzilla been explaining things to you already honey?" Carla wondered.

 

"I have, mom, but she has been belligerent. I told her you were in charge and then me and then Annie. She knows she is last in line. If we had a dog, the dog would be ahead of her." Druzilla giggled.

 

"She's telling you the truth, Jordan. My daughters come before you. I don't know if a dog would be over you, but it would be a close call. When I give an order I expect it to be obeyed. When Dru gives you an order, obey it. When Annie tells you to do something, you do it. No questions asked.

 

"I don't care for dark colors, so when we finish our talk, Dru can take you up and help you change clothes. You won't be picking out your own clothes now. One of us will and you will wear it. I think you would look better in pastel colors and probably a nice short set. Once I find out for sure what size you wear I will take you to the store and buy you some new clothes. The ones that are in the suitcases I think we will donate to charity."

 

"When I am at work Dru and Annie will be in charge. I will leave a chore list on the refrigerator every morning and I expect everything to be done when I get home at night. I will do an inspection and if anything isn't finished or isn't finished to my liking, you will be punished. Besides the chore list I am sure Dru and Annie will have extra jobs for you to do as well. They come first. I still will require my chores to be done when I get home. Are there any questions?"

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Jordan could feel her jaw drop as Carla dished all of these rules out for her. She couldn't believe what she was hearing! Jordan wasn't a spoiled child, but she didn't think she would be treated so horribly either! Swallowing, she opens her mouth to fight for her case, "But, I like my clothes! My dad bought these for me!"

Pastel always seemed a lot more childish than Jordan preferred, but she didn't have to courage to point that out to Carla, "Also, I'm older than Druzilla and Anastasia! Can't I just have my privacy? I will follow the bathroom schedule and ill do your chores, but please just let me have sometime to myself... I don't need to be bossed around by girls younger than me!0

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"Have you not been listening to me, Jordan? My girls come before you. That is Dru and Annie, or Druzilla and Anastasia to you. They may be younger than you but they WILL be in charge. From your attitude, it seems you need someone to be in charge of you. You need to learn humility. If you like I will save your clothes and maybe sometime in the future you can earn them back. But that will not be for some time. You want privacy, fine. You can close your bedroom door for five minutes every morning while you get dressed in whatever we pick out for you. If that isn't good enough, then too bad. We can leave things the way they are for now."

 

"Dru, take Jordan upstairs and get her outfit for her. I think the purple pastel short outfit with the ruffles around the legs would be good for today. Are you hungry, Jordan? The girls have had lunch already but I am sure one of them can get something for you if you like."

 

"Okay mom." Druzilla replied.

 

Druzilla took Jordan's hand and led her upstairs to her bedroom. She opened the top drawer of her dresser and took out a pair of pink panties that had a Disney Princess on them and laid them on the bed. She got out the short set her mother had requested and laid them next to the panties. She got out a pair of pink socks that matched the panties and added them to the things on the bed. Druzilla pointed to a pair of pink sneakers that had lights in the heels.

 

"You got five minutes of privacy, Jordan. Make the best of it."

 

Druzilla left the room and closed the door, locking it behind her. The lock was on the outside of the door so it kept Jordan in the room. She couldn't get out without someone letting her out.

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Jordan wanted to argue for more but she felt her self jerked off the couch by Dru, who's stocky appearance proved itself to be mainly muscle as she was forcibly dragged up the stairs.

"Don't be so rough!" She snapped when they got to her room, "I don't need you to pick out my outfits!" Of course her complaints went on a deaf ear and Jordan was left locked in a room for five minutes with the new outfit in front of her. Trying not to cry in frustration, Jordan reluctantly dressed herself in the outfit, ignoring the panties and stuffing them under her mattress. Looking at herself in the mirror, she noticed how childish the outfit looked.

Knocking in the door, Jordan called trough, "Dru? I am ready..."

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Druzilla unlocked the door and smiled at Jordan. She looked much younger than Anastasia now. She let Jordan come out of the room and looked her over.

 

"Very nice, Jordan. You better watch your mouth though. Mom won't put up with your attitude for long. Do you need to pee before we go downstairs? You better do it now. It will be awhile before you get another chance. I will wait for you at the top of the stairs."

 

Druzilla walked down the hall to the staircase and looked back at Jordan.

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Jordan felt as though she turned a thousand shades of red when she was asked if she could potty. Shaking her head, "I think I know when I can use the restroom Druzilla." She replied angrily, following her downstairs. In truth, Jordan did have to pee, but she didn't want to go now and give Dru the thought that she had control over her actions.

Trying to calm down, Jordan attempted to get to know her step-sister more, "So... Do you like to play any sports?"

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"Whatever, but like I said it is going to be awhile before you get another chance. Don't forget to ask Annie or myself if you can use the bathroom. We just might have other plans."

 

Druzilla nodded when Jordan asked her if she played sports.

 

"Baseball, soccer, softball and hockey are my main sports. I also bowl. I have trophies in my room. Remind me sometime and I will let you see them. So what do you do for fun? Let me guess? You are a ballerina right? I can just see you in a cute little leotard and frilly tutu dancing around the stage. Maybe Annie will let you borrow hers when she isn't wearing it. You look like about the same size."

 

"Let's get something in your tummy."

 

Drusilla took Jordan to the dining room and had her sit down. She went to the kitchen and took out a plastic plate and cup. She fixed a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and poured milk in the cup. She cut the sandwich up into four pieces and brought it to the dining room, setting it front of Jordan.

 

"There you go honey. You can't say I haven't done something nice for you."

 

Druzilla sat down and stared at Jordan as she ate.

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"Wow!" Jordan exclaimed, clearly impressed with Dru's athletic abilities, "That's really impressive! I would really like to see those sometime!" Her cheeks reddened at how childish Dru made ballet sound. Clearing her throat she replied, "Does... Does Ana like ballet? I noticed her tutu earlier..."

When she saw her meal she felt even more childish, but didn't complain, "Thank you Dru..." She said through clenched teeth, before digging into one of the sandwich pieces, "How's the high school around here?" She asked after swallowing a bite and wiping her mouth, feeling Dru's intense glare on her.

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"She used to take ballet when she was little. She actually hasn't taken any classes since she was seven. She loves to wear the leotard and tutu though. Mom can barely peel it off of her to wash it. I'm sure she would love to see you perform."

 

"I don't know. I'm still in middle school, just like Annie. I'm only 14 even though I look older, right? I'm not sure you will be in high school next year either. Mom was talking about enrolling you in our school so we would all be together. She didn't like the idea of you being off by yourself in a different school."

 

"Hurry up and finish your food. I want to show you around the kitchen. You will be spending a lot of time here especially after meals. It will be your job to wash and dry the dishes and put them away. But then again, it will be your job to do everything else that needs to be done." Druzilla giggled.

 

Anastasia came into the room. She lifted her foot up in the air.

 

"Jordan, I need my shoe tied."

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"14? Really? That's weird, I could have sworn you were like 16 or 17, you look so mature..." Jordan took another large bite out of her sandwich, "All done..." She swallowed her bite and picked up her plate, "I don't mind doing dishes! I did all of them for dad and I..." Setting the stuff in the sink she went through the process of washing them.

Turning to face Ana she frowned and crossed her arms, "Youcant do that yourself?" She asked warily.

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Druzilla nodded.

 

"I guess I would look mature compared to you. If mom hadn't told us that you were 16 I would never have believed it. I would have guessed around 12 or 13. Even Annie looks older than you do."

 

After Jordan asks Anastasia if she couldn't tie her own show laces, Druzilla holds her hand up telling Anastasia not to answer.

 

"It doesn't matter whether she can or can't tie her own shoe laces. She asked you to tie it for her. Now get that skinny little butt down there and tie her shoes. pronto. Did you forget the talk Mom and I gave you already?"

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Jordan scowled at Dru, "Fine..." She bent down and tied Ana's shoe nice and tightly, feeling absolutely humiliated by her lack of free-will on this house. She was considering callig Charles that night and complaining, but knew that it would make him upset, and she didn't want that.

"All done..." She muttered, dropping Ana's foot, and turning to Dru, "Did you want to show me around some more?"

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Druzilla smiled when Jordan did as she was told.

 

"See? That wasn't so hard, was it? From now on if we ask you do something, you better jump right to it, understand?"

 

"Sure I can show you where all the cleaning supplies are kept so you won't have any trouble locating them in the morning."

 

Just as Druzilla stood up Clara came into the room with her purse.

 

"Girls, let's go to the store. I'll go ahead and buy Jordan some clothes so she can have something to wear around the house. I don't know when I will get the chance again."

 

Druzilla came over and took Jordan's hand and followed her mother out to the car. She opened the door and had Jordan get in the middle between her and Anastasia.  Clara drove them to a children's clothing store. She took the girls inside and turned to her daughters.

 

"Dru and Annie, why don't you pick out some things that you think are appropriate for Jordan to wear. Jordan, come with me to the dressing room. I want you to try the clothes on, so you need to get undressed down to your panties."

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Jordan took a mental note of all the cleaning surprise, ignoring the snarky remarks made by Dru about the cleaning supplies and following orders.

On her way out to the car, Jordan stayed quiet the whole trip until Carla pulled into a children clothing store parking lot, "Uh... This is for little kids..." Jordan said in a confused tone, "Why do we have to shop here?"

Being forcibly led inside, she watched as her step-sisters took off towards their own aisle and she herself was led to the dressing rooms. Feeling her heart sink when she heard about the panties, she made a silent prayer that Carla wouldn't notice and began to strip inside the dressing room.

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Carla smiled as she watched Jordan undress. She was glad that the young girl didn't fuss about removing her clothes. As Jordan took off her shirt and shorts Carla took them and folded them before placing them over her purse.  After a few minutes there was a knock on the door and Carla opened it to let in Druzilla. Druzilla had several dresses and skirts and tee shirts in her arms. She looked over at Jordan and frowned.

 

"Jordan, those aren't the panties I set out for you to put on. Where are the other ones?"

 

"What do you mean?" Clara wondered.

 

"I put a pair of pink Disney Princess panties out with her shorts and tee shirt for her to put on. Now she has those on," Druzilla whined.

 

"Jordan, would you care to explain?" Clara asked, crossing her arms.

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Jordan was slowly turning red as she undressed in front of her stepmother, and was trying not to meet her in the eyes. Suddenly Dru was in the room and she know she was busted. Swallowing and trying to defend herself she replied,

"The panties you gave me had princesses on them! They were little girl panties and I'm a teenager! I'm not going to wear them!" She stood there, arms crossed angrily, trying to make herself bigger than she seemed.

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Clara listened to Jordan and then before Jordan could react she took her arm and turned her around. She gave Jordan 5 hard smacks on her bottom.

 

"I have had enough of your insolence, Jordan! I made it quite clear that when Druzilla or Anastasia told you to do something, you were to do it, no questions asked. Instead, you just flip them off and get an attitude as well. Well young lady, you have dug yourself a hole that will be hard to get out of. As soon as we get home you are getting punished. As for now, I want to hear you apologize to Druzilla, not just for disobeying her, but for having an attitude. And it had better be sincere. I carry a hairbrush in my purse and I am not afraid to spank with it in public. Ask my girls."

 

Druzilla smiled at Jordan. She tapped her foot as she waited for an apology.

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"Ow! Ow! Ow!" Jordan yelped, squirming and trying to get away as she received her first spanking in years! Sniffling, embarrassed, and feeling hey small she looked at Dru and whispered, "I'm sorry..."

Looking with teary eyes up at Carla she asked in a whimper, "Why are you being so mean to me? I didn't do anything to y'all! I don't want to be your servant, and I don't want to wear these babyish clothes!"

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"Your daddy has told me that you have lived a very spoiled life, being his only child and a daughter at that. Although you probably did work at home, you were also used to everything being handed to you on a silver platter. I can tell that's so by the way you speak to people, like you are entitled to things. Well that is not going to fly in our house. You are going to learn proper manners and how to dress properly as well. These clothes are not babyish. They are what a young girl should wear. Druzilla and Anastasia wore clothes like these and until I say different, they are what you are going to wear. Do I make myself clear?"

 

Clara whispered something in Druzilla's ear and Druzilla left the dressing room. She returned a minute later holding a package of Dora the Explorer panties. Anastasia entered the dressing room right behind her. Clara took the package and opened it, holding out a pair of the panties in front of Jordan.

 

"Since little miss Jordan thought she was too good for Disney Princess panties, let's see how she feels about wearing Dora. You will be wearing Dora panties for the rest of the day and they will added to the panties in your drawer where you will be wearing them when Druzilla or Anastasia decide. When you wear them I want you to remember why you are wearing them. Because you are a stubborn little girl who wants her own way. Now take off your panties and let's get these on you so I can try your clothes on."

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