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But look at that nail," she added, pointing toward the scene of the crime. She let out a long sigh of dread and disgust.

She put her sock and shoe back on, and we walked back to the van, fortunately without further incident. I had both dogs.

As we drove to the clinic, Laurie was silent. She was obviously brooding over what was about to happen. When we arrived, we were told the wait would be about ten or fifteen minutes.

Laurie was not particularly brave when it came to doctor visits. There were many unpleasant and embarrassing procedures that could be performed on one's person during those visits.

She tended to dwell on these unpleasant thoughts while waiting to be admitted, tormenting herself with mental images of what she might soon have to do or what might soon be done to her.

She had confessed all this to me in the past, so I had a pretty good idea what was going through her mind at this moment. The expression on her face did not reflect serenity.

But then despite her doom-and-gloom mood, a thought of a different kind occurred to her, for the moment dispelling her depressing reverie.

She cocked her head slightly a gave me one of her wry smiles. You can see my rump any time you want at home. Much sexier when at an unusual time or in an unusual setting--when I normally can't expect sexy vistas like that.

Anyway, be brave. You wouldn't want me to have to hold you over my knee in order for the nurse to give you the shot. Sitting here waiting makes it all the worse.

Knowing what's going to happen. At least you won't have to bare your bottom for the doctor. Finally, we were called into the exam room. Laurie sat on the exam table while the nurse took her blood pressure.

The look on Laurie's face left me in no doubt that she was still fretting over what was to come. The doctor made his entrance. Laurie explained what had happened and told him when she had gotten her last tetanus shot.

The doctor ordered the nurse to give her a booster and left the room. Well, that was one positive note for Laurie. The nurse left the room briefly and returned with the hypodermic needle.

Then she turned and looked at me. With just a hint of annoyance, Laurie was the one to respond. You think he'll see something he never saw before? Besides he wouldn't leave anyway.

At this point I chimed in and added, "We believe in the idea of a family doctor and we go to a doctor together, as a family. The nurse made no comment on this philosophy.

Instead, now resigned to my presence, she simply turned to Laurie. These shots work much better in your bottom. It would really hurt in your arm, especially for a woman without the amount of muscle a man has.

Sometimes the female of the species seems to be utterly naive about how sexy something they say so innocently can sound.

But the nurse's command hit me with devastating force. Since it put my mind into such high gear on the subject of sex, I thought I would have some fun.

I saw a slight change of expression on the nurse's face and heard what probably was as close to a giggle as she was capable of producing after all her years of nursing.

Well, I was pleased that I had not lost my ability to make people laugh. Laurie, however, just turned her head toward me. She had blushed slightly, and her expression shot a few daggers my way.

I think she was a little embarrassed. But the moment passed. Laurie was now obviously nervous about the shot. The procedure the nurse had had in mind should not have been difficult.

Laurie should have reached up under her skirt and pulled down her panties first, then flipped her skirt up. Instead, she pulled her skirt up and leaned over the table.

Almost immediately, she realized the problem, but the nurse came to her rescue: "Just hold your skirt up, dear. I'll take care of your panties.

Laurie was by now quite embarrassed, but not because of me. When the nurse had asked earlier whether I wanted to leave, she had things just backwards.

Laurie was not embarrassed to bare her bottom to me but to the nurse! Anyway, she was not suffering physically during this visit, so I allowed myself the enjoyment of this heavenly sight.

Laurie had her skirt up over her derriere and was leaning over the exam table. Her panties, still in place, were the clear focus of the scene.

Panties: in my opinion, the sexiest item in the delightful array of her intimate apparel. Even the word sounds sexy.

Today she had on white panties made of that new microfiber material. Light, silky, soft, but tightly conforming to every enticing curve of her derriere.

Full-cut panties, extending from her waist, gently hugging her shapely bottom, and then curving inward. The white material actually glistened.

I also admired the shine of the somewhat thin but tight waistband and elastic leg bands--shiny solid bands with no lace.

I had to consciously suppress an almost overpowering desire to jump up and take those gracious, panty-covered orbs into my hands.

Of course, I had known since that morning what Laurie was wearing underneath her skirt. But here in this unusual setting, with her leaning provocatively over that table with her skirt up, the vision was electrifying.

I gazed upon this stunning view with eyes transfixed and with an appreciation much as one might experience when viewing a famous painting from a master artist.

Although time seemed to stop for me, the moment soon passed. The nurse took the waistband of her panties and lowered them just enough to give her a clear shot with the needle.

Finished, the nurse backed away. Laurie stood up straight, put everything back into place, and smoothed her skirt back down. She then rubbed her bottom just a little with her hand.

Laurie had been right about me not getting up immediately! She turned toward me, caught my eyes, and then with a slight smirk lowered her own eyes downward to the general area where I was having a problem.

I got up and went over to Laurie. I put my arm around her, squeezing her shoulder lightly and kissing her on the cheek. We left the office and walked back to the van holding hands.

That night we walked into the bedroom together. After all those spectacular visions earlier in the day, I was in a particularly amorous mood.

So without any preamble, I blurted out the following command:. Laurie turned toward me, and her expression went from an initial look of astonishment to a scowl similar to the one she gave me in the doctor's office.

What subtlety in your technique! Well, fella, you said it for yourself in the doctor's office. I put a dumbfounded expression on my face.

We ought to take advantage of this. My passions have been running wild all evening. When Laurie says no, she generally does not make a promise for some future night.

In order to build the proper anticipation in me, she must maintain the mystery. Never make sex a sure thing. There is more exciting tension in that next sexual advance when you do not know whether it will be successful.

Most of the time I do try again the next night, and Laurie might even say yes. On the other hand, is Laurie's no always her final answer?

Sometimes both of us enjoy a little playful attempt on my part to change her mind. Sometimes it works, sometimes it does not.

But tonight I was going to try. But then I began to remember the night before and earlier in that evening, my being discovered wearing her lingerie and then being forced to endure my punishment by being given a feminine overdose.

I turned back to the table and waited for breakfast. Madge looked at me like nothing was out of the ordinary, or nothing had happened.

If that had been the case it would have been like before, but now it wasn't. She had forcibly dressed me in her lingerie and humiliated me like a little "sissy boy" in front of her mirror all the while making me watch as she held me, then jerked my pathetic little hard on and then giggled at the little twitching "boy" spurts as I came.

It was embarrassing and I could hardly look at her but now, it seemed as if everything had been forgotten. With my punishment now complete, things would return to as they had been.

However, I now had those memories seared into my mind! I finished breakfast then decided to take a walk to the park to get some fresh air. I thought about a lot of things on the way to the park.

I still had nearly the whole summer to spend with aunt Madge and with nowhere else to go I decided to get my act together and then try to forget about everything that had happened.

Supper went well that night with the usual small talk then afterwards we both watched a few television shows until bed time. The days started passing by and then a couple weeks.

It was nice to see everything back to the way it was and Madge never mentioned or even hinted about the little punishment episode with me.

That was a relief at least, and, I was always on my best manners and behavior and did what I was told. I was the perfect houseguest because knowing my auntie now, and how severe things could become if she was displeased, I didn't want to risk further punishment!

I went back to doing a bit of cleaning and yard work for Madge like I had done all along and the small talk between us continued. Between the times I wasn't watching a show or a movie or out riding my bike somewhere or when Madge wasn't baking something or attending a ladies meeting somewhere we would usually talk about all sorts of things.

She would ask if I was getting excited about school, about girlfriends. But I never liked school much and didn't have a girlfriend. She thought it a bit strange I guess but I told her I didn't have any guy friends either, not really, a few back home, but we just hung out.

A pretty boring conversation really. The next Saturday it was business as usual. While Madge went to the beauty parlor for her weekly hair-set and manicure It was my job to vacuum and dust the house.

After doing the breakfast dishes I watched Madge gather her purse and coat and as she left I continued my work. I watched her drive out of the garage, down the drive and then down the street.

I got busy and started, because I knew I had only a couple hours to get things done and knew how much Madge appreciated a clean house when she got home.

It usually meant a few dollars extra for me to go downtown and see a movie or head for the toy store or the magazine rack to look at the science fiction comics and then she'd even get us a big pizza or something just as good for supper.

It was a weekly routine I liked. I worked quickly and everything was going along just fine until I came to Madge's bedroom once again. I quickly vacuumed the room remembering what had happened in here just a couple weeks ago as I noticed the large, full length mirror in it's wooden frame sitting in the corner.

I noticed the large queen-sized bed with the satin comforter too then quickly finished and after that vacuumed the hallway and finished with my room.

It had been easy for the most part, but now, as I moved through the house cleaning and ended up back in Madge's bedroom with the dust cloth, I began thinking once again.

I began dusting the chairs and the bed posts and headboard then moved to the large white dresser. I began dusting the top and paused.

The room was silent. I felt my heart start to pound and my throat tighten as I thought about looking through the dresser drawers again!

I looked at the clock to see that Madge would still be gone for at least another hour. I started dusting, but within moments there I was, standing motionless at the dresser once again.

I opened the top drawer and could instantly smell Madge's perfume. The piles of lacy, frilly lingerie gleamed in the light! A dozen pairs of her sheer nylon hose were all carefully folded in their little lingerie compartments, shining, waiting for their next use.

I noticed the garter belts and the brassieres, I ran my hands over the cool slipperiness of the panties, the lacy nylon full slips and camisoles and felt the tight Lycra spandex of the panty-girdles as I marveled in a trance-like state.

Then the thought of my punishment returned! I could feel Madge's tight embrace as she held me, fluffing those slips and nightgowns up, holding my panties and bloomers down as my gartered, nyloned legs trembled on the stiletto heels as she worked me!

I could hear her giggles, see her determined, smile and remembered her wild-eyed look as she took an almost sadistic pleasure in my punishment.

I quickly closed the drawer finished dusting and then just as quickly left the room! My head was filled with all sorts of thoughts the whole next week but things went about routinely.

But soon it was Saturday once again! I went through my chores as I always did, but once again I paused while dusting as I found myself again at the large white dresser in Madge's room.

My breath was short and my hands trembled as I opened the top dresser drawer once again. It was intoxicating! I studied the neat rows and folded piles of Madge's lingerie as I smelled her feminine perfume.

My mind seemed to go into a whirl for a moment. I closed the dresser drawer then quickly went to my room. Madge made dinner that night as I set the table and looked through a couple of magazines.

We talked about how the day went and she mentioned how pleased she was at how nice I was doing my chores and in keeping the house clean.

I thought it was nice of her, but now, like always, I could only study the sexually exciting auntie Madge and how she moved around the kitchen.

I noticed she had on a silky dress tonight. It was amazing to watch it swish and flutter as she moved. And she always wore those slippery, shiny stockings that teased me so and those ever present high heels that clicked across the floor as she minced along, her silken hips wiggling with each step.

She joined me on the couch after supper while I had tuned in a movie. She sat next to me, I heard the swish of her nylons as she crossed her legs and then smoothed her dress.

She then hugged me telling me how much she enjoyed my company for the summer and said she would hate to see it end in the fall!

A bit of polite talk continued during the commercials and for a while after the movie, but soon it was getting late.

I said goodnight and then with that it was off to my room to get some sleep. I felt weak as I entered my bedroom. I closed and then locked the door then started undressing for bed.

I took off my shoes and socks, my shirt, my T-shirt and then undid the belt on my blue jeans. I took them off and then looked in the mirror. I was very excited, but felt a bit sickened to see myself wearing the lace trimmed, black satin camisole, the matching tap pants and the shiny, slippery taupe colored hose that were tightly gartered to one of Madge's garter belts!

I quickly took the lingerie off then changed into my pyjamas. I pulled down the covers on the bed and after carefully folding all the lingerie I put it between the mattress and box spring!

I laid down exhausted and tried to sleep. How stupid I had been! I should have just dusted Madge's bedroom quicker I thought or even avoided that room all together, at least for a while.

But I hadn't! And even with those memories of my punishment still fresh in my mind I was back at it once again! I could have been caught just like before.

When Madge hugged me I was lucky she didn't feel the nylon of that camisole sliding under my shirt! I had tucked my shirt in, but left it lose this time to not show any straps by accident and had buckled my belt tightly as well to keep everything in place.

I'd been lucky! But I tried to relax my thoughts by telling myself it could still work. I could have my fun and if I was careful this time, much more careful, Madge would never know!

I wouldn't be able to try on any of her dresses or those nice high heels of hers and no makeup either but I could quietly enjoy her lingerie. And after all, once the summer was over everything would get back to normal and no one would be the wiser.

I had gotten a break that helped in my decision. In addition to my Saturday routine she had me helping with the wash now too. Madge had taught me how to wash clothes and what went where and how to wash all the different fabrics with different wash cycles and how to use different soaps.

Blue jeans were separate, just a scoop of Tide, while whites were separate, washed on hot and with the same soap. I was a bit nervous in washing her lingerie though.

She showed me how to set the washer to the delicate cycle then showed me the proper wash temperature and amount of Woolite to add and how to hand wash her nylon stockings and then hang them on the drying rod in the basement!

It was a bit embarrassing with her standing over my shoulder as she watched me wash her lingerie in the wash basin but added that I was getting to be quite the little helper, secure in the knowledge that this was most likely as close as I would ever get to her things ever again!

I often heard her stifle a giggle when ever she would watch me handle her things, but little did she know. Now I could borrow her lingerie and then wash it out and mix it in with all her other things and finally put them in the laundry basket when they were clean and dry.

She then would take the basket up to her room to fold and then return everything to her dresser drawers. I remember her giggling when she asked me If I wanted that chore as well.

I couldn't help feeling she was toying with me, but we both remembered my "punishment" and it was simply left as such, just a memory and an understanding.

Little did she know that while she watched me wash her nylon stockings in the sink I was wearing a pair of the same kind under my blue jeans firmly attached to another of her garter belts under a pair of her lace trimmed satin panties!

It was a bit embarrassing but I could feel the excitement return. The excitement of doing what I wasn't supposed to do, that swagger of arrogance on my part that wanted to tell auntie that my legs were probably prettier than hers!

And I guess in secretly standing up to her in defiance even after my punishment. Another week passed and I found I was now wearing nearly everything that wouldn't show through my street clothes.

I tried her briefers, pantyhose and teddies along with panty girdles too! It was quite an enjoyable sensation in having my run of that lingerie drawer and in wearing her clothes.

And since I was more than careful this time I wouldn't be caught again. I began waiting for the next Saturday when I would have another chance to get a fresh collection of lingerie for my secret under-bed hiding place.

I was careful not to ever take too much though and so far everything was working. I found I wasn't scared at entering Madge's bedroom anymore and it became almost second nature now to rummage through her dresser drawers making my selection for the coming week.

I carefully looked through the lingerie making sure to keep everything just so and wrinkle free so she would never know I had been in her things.

I took out some nylon stockings and two pairs of her glossy, taupe support hose almost without a thought, but this time I heard a "click!

And then I noticed something new that had been added. On a little table in the corner of the room I noticed a little air purifier machine!

I noticed the little red light that showed it was working as It hummed along and then heard a "pop" and another "click" as it continued cleaning the air.

It was a bit unnerving but I composed myself, finished making my selection of panties, camisoles and even borrowed a silky, nylon pants liner like a slip for your legs!

I straightened the dresser then left the room. I found it felt delicious over the nylons when I tried it on that afternoon then wore it the rest of the day.

And all the while poor "dizzy" Madge didn't have a clue! I didn't mean to denigrate her because I liked her so much, but really, she just didn't understand me, or who I was.

I wasn't hurting anyone and she should have understood that. But that's the way it was I guess. I looked at the calendar then realized summer vacation was almost over!

It was now only three weeks before I was scheduled to hop the plane for home and say goodbye to dear auntie for another year. And then it was three weeks later, and another Saturday!

After my trip to the dresser in Madge's room I had selected my favorite outfit of hers. It was that black satin camisole and the matching lace trimmed black satin tap pants and the garter belt that held those long taupe nylons so nice and shiny and tight on my legs!

Once I got changed into that outfit I put on my shirt and jeans. I finished my housework as usual then planned on spending my last weekend with dear auntie Madge before flying back home that Sunday night.

Things had gone really well and I was even thinking about my visit for next summer when Madge returned with a surprise! I was in the kitchen straightening up when she got back from the beauty parlor.

She was nearly an hour late this time though and I soon learned why when I saw my mom come through the front door with her! Madge put her coat away then excused herself to go to the basement.

I hugged and greeted Ruth! We sat and talked in the kitchen and were into quite a conversation about her schooling and in talking about the fall and everything as Madge came through the kitchen with her basket of lingerie to take to her bedroom just like usual.

Ruth seemed glad to see me! I guess I should have called her "Mom" as I usually did but she wasn't really my mom. We weren't even related!

And although "Auntie Madge" wasn't really my aunt I still called her "Auntie" just the same. I had been living with Ruth for several years as a foster child and had stayed on even after she had gotten divorced.

We got along great but I always figured it was a little strange that Social Services didn't place me with another family.

But I had been caught by one other foster mom. I had gotten into her things when I was only eight or so. It was embarrassing to me and I don't remember all of the details but she didn't find it funny that a little boy would be going through her dresses and lingerie.

I guess she didn't want me around anymore because It wasn't long after that, that I was placed with Ruth and her husband.

Anyway, things were going alright now so it didn't really matter anymore. I was just looking forward to getting back to my regular life.

Ruth had me go get packed and soon all my things were boxed and stacked neatly by the front door. Madge was making coffee in the kitchen and getting ready to see us on our way.

She then went to a cabinet and took out a large photo album. Let's have another look through some pictures for old times sake shall we?

You know how lonely it can be for me living alone here all winter. I sat in the middle with Madge and Ruth on each side of me. They sat close as Madge crossed her nyloned legs with a swish then began paging through the old photos.

I guess I was part of the family now. There was a picture of all three of us at our house in early spring and another at Madge's for the holidays.

There were other people as well but more of me as an even younger kid and me on my bike and hitting baseballs and at a summer barbeque from a couple years back showing me and Madge.

She seemed to enjoy having the pictures as memories as she paged through the large album. She then turned another of the thick pages to reveal more photos.

My stomach began to churn at what I saw as Madge and Ruth sat close looking over the pictures. Madge turned the page again, then again and again.

It was me, and in these new pictures I was in Madge's bedroom, dusting, and going through her lingerie drawers! Maybe our precious sweetie here really wants to be a girl!

Isn't that right Timmy!? I noticed that every one of them were in order too, every Saturday from nearly the beginning as I started in rummaging through Madge's lingerie drawers and wearing her lingerie once again.

Both ladies giggled at seeing me holding the lingerie and feeling it as the pictures plainly showed.

Madge kept turning the pages showing the Saturdays passing. I started to squirm but the ladies sat me tight between them as they continued. They reached the last couple pages which were now today's pictures!

I felt my head spin, my ears ring and my stomach twist into knots as I started to say I was sorry, just like before but although both ladies heard me it didn't make a bit of difference this time.

Madge closed the photo album and set it on the end table. She worked fast as Madge held my arms and in my confused state it wasn't long before my shirt was torn open with buttons flying exposing the gleaming, lace trimmed, black satin camisole.

There I was now, sitting between Ruth and Madge in that black satin camisole, the matching tap pants and those tightly gartered nylons that now swished and gleamed in the room light as I struggled to get up and get away in embarrassment.

Suddenly I felt something wet being pushed across my face! Madge had taken something out of the end table drawer, I noticed the cotton wadding and the little bottle of liquid sitting there as well as two little bottles and what looked like syringes!!

As Ruth helped hold me Madge held my upper chest with one arm pulling me tightly to her while at the same time keeping the damp cotton pressed against my face.

I gasped and coughed at the first whiff. I could smell the sickly "hospital" odor of the liquid and tried to struggle to get away not knowing what was going on!

I "mmmuummmfffed" into the mound of cotton wadding wild-eyed and flailing to escape but Madge held me tight to her chest, my head firmly between her large swaying breasts as it slipped on the satin of her blouse as I struggled!

I could hear my nylons swishing as I squirmed my legs but Ruth held me tight as they waited in the silence while the chloroform took effect.

I jerked and twitched struggling further but Madge fixed that by easily pulling me around on the couch and putting me into a scissor lock!

With my arms stuck behind me and with her legs tight around my waist and Ruth holding my legs down I quickly began to feel weaker and weaker!

I could feel my strength ebbing as I twitched, my head tight between Madge's satin bloused breasts as she held the cloth to my face.

I could feel my eyelids begin to sag as I blinked weakly. Then my gasps and moans began to quiet as well.

I felt Madge and then Ruth relax their grip on me. Nighty night little princess," I heard Madge say with a smile as I finally went limp and the room went black!

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I remembered being caught, again, but this time it was different. I was worried about Madge carrying out her threats to take me shopping for dresses dressed like a girl but,this was nothing like before and it was embarrassing to have Ruth here now but since she already knew about me it didn't make much difference.

Madge had proven to be smarter than I thought. She must have known I wouldn't change. Adding that air purifier to her room, that was clever.

The noise it made disguised the camera she had hidden in the room that took all those pictures of me. She had rigged the bedroom door to activate the camera to take a picture every twenty seconds or so until the door closed again.

So each time I entered the room she had several pictures of me dusting and especially going through her things! The clever part was how she got the pictures.

She had hidden a printer down in the basement and with a little lap top computer simply printed out the pictures she wanted to add to the photo album later.

It was all quite a plan and it scared me when I realized that Ruth was in on it as well! I felt like I was floating in limbo! I could hear laughter and giggles and could feel water running against me, feeling someone working me over!

I could feel hands on my face, the pain of my eyebrows being plucked and someone doing something with my hair and voices commenting all the while in a faint discombooberated laughter mixed with purposeful speech but couldn't understand!

I felt a dull click then felt the pain in each earlobe and could hear more giggles, more talking and planning. I felt myself floating once again then felt the swish of satin and nylon and could smell perfume but couldn't associate it with anything and couldn't do anything about it as I floated in the blackness.

Then suddenly I noticed something bright and pink! It started coming into focus. I awoke to find I was lying on Madge's bed looking up at the frilly satin canopy of her large four poster bed!

I blinked and turned my head slowly and groggily and could already smell the perfume. I then saw Madge in her closet moving and looking through things.

Ruth then entered the room and began searching the dresser drawers and taking out several items of frilly lingerie. I moved my leg and felt the nylon swish on the satin comforter as I tried to lift my head but fell back silently still to weak to move.

Madge noticed then approached with a smile, and she was holding a large garment bag filled with some frilly concoction. Look who's finally awake!

She then took out the large dress and fluffed it out. I then started drifting in and out as I heard them continue their girl talk and giggle. I heard mention of me as well, how the name "Timmy" wouldn't suit me anymore and that "Tamara" would be much nicer and in talking about measurements and other things, but I still wasn't sure what was going on.

I then felt a light slap at my cheek which brought me back to reality. It was Madge. I am so sorry we had to resort to putting you out sweetie, but you were so much more manageable that way and it made our work much easier," she said as she smiled sweetly then moved away once again.

I looked at my hands after instinctively raising them to protect my cheeks then noticed my arms were once again totally smooth and hairless and my fingernails had now been worked on!

They had glued salon nails on me and had painted them a bright gloss red! I tried to sit up. I raised my head to see I was already wearing a garter belt with long opera length white nylon hose.

They gleamed in the light as I moved my legs, swishing them on the satin comforter as I rose to my elbows to look further.

They had me back in those creamy, white satin panties with the delicate lace trim and the pretty blue satin bows on the front of the legs and at the waist and had also put me into a pair of white, open toed ankle strap pumps with six-inch heels that were tightly strapped to my feet.

It was then that I noticed my polished toenails matched my manicure! I got a shock to see I now had breasts! I squeezed them then noticed they wouldn't come off!

You will in a little while," she giggled. I could feel their weight, noticed the size of the areola and saw how the large nipples jutted out as the forms jiggled just like they were real.

I pulled at them again but found they were indeed stuck tightly. I realized they were securely glued to my hairless chest filling me out just like a woman!

Ruth then came over, sat me up then sitting behind me took a white satin brassiere and wrapped it around me! After putting my arms through the straps she lifted the brassiere, fitted my new, jiggely breasts into each of the cups then hooked the bra securely at the back.

She finished by adjusting the straps. As she tightened them my bust began to lift as the brassiere began to support the heavy forms.

When she finally finished fussing with the straps my bust stood straight out! Before I could mumble a question Ruth helped me to my feet.

I teetered on the heels as Madge set an old fashioned white satin corset on the bed and put a cloth tape around my waist.

They continued on as before, all matter-of-fact like nothing was out of the ordinary. And he's not going to be able to stand while I lace him into the corset," Madge said with a bit of angst at my waist size and in still being groggy.

She found a solution by clasping and then buckling fleece lined leather cuffs around each of my wrists and moving me away from the bed towards the side of the room.

As Ruth held me, Madge attached a clip to the cuffs to keep my wrists together then got on a sturdy chair and looped the long clothesline rope through the large metal eyelet and pulley arrangement in the ceiling!

My head was spinning as she got down from the chair, put it aside and started pulling the rope tight. Soon my arms were over my head! Ruth stood back as Madge pulled again until the rope was tight and I was standing there teetering on the stiletto heels!

Madge went to the bed and gathered the corset and returned to me as I stood there in my brassiere, my garter belt with the white glossy nylons and the pretty white satin panties I was now tightly tucked into that she had used on me before.

I wobbled on the heels as I felt my legs shake but couldn't fall because I was tightly tied and suspended from my wrists.

As I hung there I felt Madge put the corset around my waist! Now it will be much easier to dress you," she said as she began. She carefully hooked all seven of the front busk hooks and centered the long satin corset on my waist and hips making sure it came to just below the white satin brassiere.

I'm sorry aunt Madge," I gasped still dizzy, fearing a new and even worse punishment this time. Especially since I was now wearing breast-forms!

I couldn't imagine what these two women had in mind, but they were so calm in working on me. It felt strange, surreal.

We'll just leave and take that plane and I won't come over for summers any more. I'm sorry auntie!

Madge moved around behind me as Ruth looked on and began working the white silk laces and adjusting the corset making sure it was centered on my slight frame.

I heard the swish of the laces moving through the sturdy metal eyelets at the back of the corset as Madge began gathering them, pulling them tight!

I had never worn one before! The second pull caused the laces to sing through the eyelets and tighten the corset even further.

I let out a surprised "Oooofff" as Madge pulled the laces again. I started getting scared! I remembered again back to her saying she was going to dress me up like a girl then take me to the dress and lingerie shops!

Could this be it this time? Maybe I had gone too far! I begged her not to make me go through that embarrassment, I panicked and pulled at the wrist cuffs that held me from getting away as I teetered on my heels.

I pleaded with Madge and begged for her to let me go but she only said, "not this time dearie, there's no shopping for dresses, not just yet anyway," she giggled then finished by saying, "simply dressing you doesn't seem to have an effect so there's been a change of plans!

Another pull made me gasp! I noticed the corset was now beginning to form me to its shape, pulling me in at the waist, giving me a more feminine shape!

I looked down past my tight, white shiny satin brassiere and my glued on, jiggly breasts and noticed how small my waist had become.

Madge stopped for a moment then wrapped the cloth measuring tape around my waist. Another pull cinched the corset tighter still!

The creamy, glossy, white satin began to gleam in the room light as it became tight and every wrinkle vanished! I began to sob at my predicament and Madge took notice.

You need a smaller waist to wear my old wedding gown so I am making the adjustment by lacing you into this corset. Just so you know though that we are just getting started today, just getting started.

And if you ruin your pretty makeup you will really be in for it. Or do I have to gag you again!? She worked for a minute to get the laces out then put her knee at the small of my back and continued!

Not wanting to be gagged I got quiet in a hurry but she could still hear my sniffling sobs! This is what happens to swishy, little sissy boys!

Another few stiff pulls and she wrapped the laces around my now tiny waist, then finished by tying them into a sturdy knot at the back!

She moved back and sat back on the bed, looking on as I twitched and struggled. Ruth then went to the side of the room and pulled over that big floor mirror, the one Madge had used before in my punishment!

She put it along the wall in front of me and adjusted it. I couldn't believe what I saw! They had been busy while I was out.

Although I hardly did have any body hair what little I did have was now totally gone! My hair, which had grown out a bit over the summer was even longer but was now a bright blonde and had been cut and curled into a feminine style.

My eyebrows had been thinned and plucked into a high, feminine arch and my face had been totally made up with false eyelashes and everything.

I noticed that the earrings they had me wearing were now the real variety as they had pierced my ears as well!

I looked like a little woman now in nearly every way! My ample bust jiggled in the white satin brassiere as I struggled.

The gleaming white nylons held tightly gartered swished a bit as I struggled to get loose. The corset was now very tight and molded my shape even further into a feminine form.

I pulled at my wrist straps and grimaced as I teetered on the white stiletto heels. I began to openly sob at my fate! Madge then came over for another look.

She stood behind me, then began running her hands over me, checking every detail. Ruth brought over a frilly garter and handed it to Madge.

She slipped it over my shoe and pulled it up my left leg until it was high on my thigh. She fussed with it until the little blue satin bow was at the front and the frilly lace was properly fluffed.

She then checked my garters and felt the new smoothness of my legs now in gleaming nylon hosiery. She felt my tight, corseted waist and marveled at my new feminine shape.

Now satisfied at my progress it was time for more, much more. As the rope slipped through the pulley I felt the weight returning to my feet.

Ruth quickly removed the wrist cuffs, then moved me to the bed. She gathered a floor length, white satin slip and had me put my arms up through the straps as she swished it over my head.

She pulled it down into place. When she helped me stand I felt it swish all the way to the floor!

Madge then came over with a mound of white, frothy lingerie. Madge pulled me over and forced my feet through the waist of the petticoat then quickly pulled the frilly, nylon chiffon garment up over the slip and began tying the ties tightly around my now tiny corseted waist!

It swished loudly as she made sure it was on properly and tied tightly. She gathered another petticoat and as Ruth held the bottom close to my legs Madge made me step into it too!

It didn't take long but soon Madge was tying the third petticoat tightly around my waist. The petticoats swirled and swished as she fluffed them out.

Now satisfied with her work she continued, "now, let's get you into that pretty gown! I heard the swish of satin as she brought it over.

I tried to get away but Madge held me tight making me watch as Ruth gathered up the dress. I thought you'd love such a pretty dress! I felt sickened, I wanted to run away and never come back.

But I was more than sure that I wouldn't get far. I was in Madge's bedroom once again. I could smell the perfume, and the only sound was the swishing of the satin and all that lingerie as they really worked me over.

I put my arms through the long sleeves of the dress and felt the satin swish smoothly around me as they worked it down over my body.

They had me stand and as I held one of the corner posts of the bed they pulled the wide skirt of the dress down over the wide, fluffy petticoats.

I felt Madge adjust the dress in the back as Ruth buttoned the four satin buttons at each of the wide white satin cuffs at the sleeves.

I heard the zipper being pulled up and felt the dress become tight around me as I was fitted into it. Madge did the hook at the back of the high, lace trimmed collar and began buttoning the long row of buttons at the back.

She finished by tying the wide satin sash at my waist into a large fluffy bow at the back of the dress. They then cuffed my wrists once again and took me back and stood me under the pulley arrangement hanging from the ceiling.

A few pulls on the rope and Madge had me standing straight up once again, teetering on my heels as the gown and petticoats swished around me.

Ruth then added a double layered white chiffon veil and pinned the cap to my now feminized hairdo. Once she was finished Madge gave another pull on the rope.

The rope whistled through the pulley causing my feet to barely touch the floor. Another pull and my feet left the floor altogether!

With one more pull my feet were over a foot off the floor. Madge then tied off the rope securely so it wouldn't slip.

She then gathered a few other objects I had never seen before and then both ladies began working me over. Madge fluffed up my dress, then pulled my white satin panties down.

They swished easily over the nylons I was wearing and once they were completely off she tossed them on the bed. Ruth started adding ankle straps to my legs which included a shiny metal bar then tied me so my legs were spread and hooked the center of the bar into a metal ring under the carpet bolted into the floor which kept me from flailing my legs.

Madge added a similar contraption with a metal bar and strapped my thighs and cinched them down. A few adjustments later and my thighs had been stretched and forced wide.

I sobbed in a scared voice begging to be let down and asking what was going on. When I asked why, she said, "You'll see sweetie, you'll see!

After making sure the mirror was directly in front of me, Ruth began gathering the dress and all the petticoats and pulling them up around my waist, exposing me as Madge put the bath towel under me and spread it out on the floor!

I now knew what was next! Madge giggled as I twitched trying to get away! Madge moved behind me and wrapped her arms around me then giggled at the sight of my tiny flaccid penis and little hairless scrotum.

I noticed they had dyed my little patch of pubic hair blonde too and had trimmed it into a little muff. It was embarrassing to notice the little pink satin ribbon they had added on for further feminizing effect!

She ran her fingers down the soft shaft causing me to squirm but with my feet off the floor and ankles tied wide and with that thigh spreader contraption holding me wide I could only gasp and squirm.

Ruth held the dress out of the way as Madge continued. What's the matter? I grunted as she started to gently work my little penis.

And in moments I could feel myself blushing as I struggled, with Madge working me she was getting me hard! She then began stroking me!

I gasped and grunted trying to get lose but it was hopeless. I could only hear the ropes creak and the satin of the dress swish as both ladies now looked on at what they were doing to me!

I began to struggle even more as Madge picked up the pace. Such a precious little sissy! It didn't take long this time and finally I felt myself spasm, my little hard-on twitching in Madge's hand as she worked me, and watched the little spurts of come spray out and fall to the bath towel on the floor.

Ruth giggled too at the pathetic little display and asked Madge. Madge brought in a little package then pulled my veil up.

She then took a strapped contraption with some type of gag and began trying to force it into my mouth. I tried to get her to let me down, saying I had learned my lesson as I hung there in red faced embarrassment but she only continued as she forced the rubber bulb past my glossy red lips and into my mouth!

I was whimpering as she quickly pulled the straps tight around my head. We wouldn't want to have the neighbors hear now would we?

Once she had the gag tightly buckled she hooked up a little tube with a squeeze ball and began pumping it, squeezing it in her hand.

I felt the rubber bulb begin to inflate in my mouth! Madge continued pumping until my mouth was filled and my cheeks were puffed out making me totally silent.

She unscrewed the pump bulb then put the veil back down. Madge, now pulling on a pair of white latex gloves finished by opening a tube of lubricant and applying a good measure to two fingers of her right hand.

It's going to be a little intense for him. I grunted as I felt Madge find the opening and struggled but it was no use. I gasped as I felt her work two fingers inside, twisting them back and forth, forcing them in deeper!

I tried to pull my legs together but it was no use. She held me closer probing, working her lubricated fingers in deeper and deeper.

My little penis still hung spent and flaccid but I could feel something strange happening. Madge found my little prostate and started massaging it!

She then reached around with her left hand and after fumbling behind my little nut sack she squeezed the inner root of my penis and began massaging it!

I gasped and struggled pulling at the creaking ropes and "glubbing" into the gag as Ruth looked on and started to smile as Madge giggled knowing exactly what she was now doing!

That got his attention! The room was silent except for my twitching which caused the ropes and leather straps to creak and the satin of the gown to swish slightly but Madge held me tight and kept going as Ruth looked on.

I'm going to make him come until he can't take anymore! I gasped and grunted but Madge continued with a smile and a satisfied giggle.

I am massaging you, forcing your little testicles and all your little glands to make more sissy cream!

Once you start dribbling little sissy boy I can keep working you for hours if I have to! Then a clear drop of liquid formed at the tip of my penis!

It dripped to the towel below as Madge kept up! It was too much to endure! I struggled, gasped and writhed as the ladies held me.

Madge was now having her fun and her payback at my getting into her things. It just feels so intense, doesn't it Timmy dear?

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