A narrative about transformation, cross-dressing and bondage

There she was. “Are available in Brenda!” Glen Simmons absently
shouted.

Brenda Porter, the freshman woman who had freaked out at
her bus cease shyly entered the room. Glen puzzled why
he didn’t bear in mind her from the junior highschool, then
remembered this was the switch pupil who had simply
began at Bentson Excessive. He pointed to the seat, which
she took, cautious to maintain the hem of her crimson spandex
miniskirt underneath her thighs.

She was a reasonably pony tailed brunette, about 5′ 4″, with
coltish slim hips and a small bust, which she
accentuated with a midriff-baring sleeveless navy knit
prime. She wore saucy little three-inch crimson heels and
treasured white socks with elaborate lace trimmings, and
her legs had been easy and glossy.

Brenda was simply beginning to blossom into full-fledged
femininity, with a brilliant pouty crimson lipsticked mouth,
mascara’ed hazel eyes with skinny plucked brows and
evenly highlighted cheeks. Cute face too– delicate
bone construction with a longish look and a brief pointy
chin and a pair of dimples to die for. A typical
fourteen yr previous woman even all the way down to the braces which she
revealed as she gave him a respectful smile.

Effectively, perhaps not so typical. She reminded him of somebody
however he couldn’t assume who for the time being. And she or he did
costume somewhat provocatively for fourteen– a veritable
Lolita in that form-fitting prime and tight spandex mini.
However Glen needed to be sincere– he hadn’t the slightest thought
of what teen style held sway at current. Possibly this
was thought-about “in.”

“Mr. Skinner talked about that one thing occurred this
morning.

One thing that upset you. Need to discuss it?”

The smile ran away from her face right away. “Uh, I
don’t know what you imply, sir.” She twirled an extended lock
of her ponytail nervously, eyelashes batting quickly.

“Effectively, I perceive Tommy Jacobs was teasing you. Why
don’t you inform me the remainder.” He nodded, inviting her to
achieve this without delay.

The teenager stored her large hazel eyes locked on her sneakers.
“Uh, we had been within the bus line and Tommy was behind me and
he snapped my bra strap.”

Glen nodded, noting this with gravity on his authorized pad.
Inside he needed to snicker. The child had gone hysterical
as a result of a boy had snapped her bra! “And that was it?”

She shuffled her pumps. “No. He mentioned I had good little
boobies and he needed to the touch them.” She was indignant and
her lips had been pursed tight over her braces. When her
lips parted once more, Glen may see the pink lipstick
traces on the metal fittings.

Glen thought-about rapidly. He needed to be mild however he additionally
knew Outdated Man Skinner would go ballistic if Brenda stored
having screaming matches each time some boy snapped her bra.
He couldn’t assist however discover she did have a pleasant, if
petite determine for a fourteen yr previous. If he had been
fourteen, he might need snapped her bra– if he hadn’t
observed one thing OFF about her. He couldn’t put his
finger on it, however there was one thing unusual in regards to the
woman.

“You realize Brenda, boys at this age typically do these varieties
of issues to indicate a lady he likes her.”

Glen observed the woman blush. As if this remark reminded
her of one thing she should do, Brenda daintily
crossed her easy legs, her small palms with their crimson
polished nails smoothing down the miniskirt hem as she
did. He continued rapidly.

“Tommy was simply flirting with you. He most likely likes
you. Fairly ladies get teased that manner so much and
sadly they only should get used to every kind of
consideration from boys.”

The little brunette seemed dully out the window. “That’s
what Daddy says. Simply what Daddy says.” Glen thought he
detected a touch of bitterness within the comfortable voice.

“Effectively, he’s proper. I’m certain your mom tells you the
similar factor too–doesn’t she?”

The scholar nodded reluctantly. “Do you assume I’m a
fairly woman, Mr. Simmons?” she requested plaintively.

“Sure I do, Brenda.” Has she bought a crush on me?… however
no– the praise prompted her to frown worriedly. Glen
pressed on. “And isn’t it good to assume a boy your personal
age thinks so too and that he likes you? Possibly you and
Tommy could possibly be boyfriend and girlfriend earlier than too lengthy.
You’re on the age after I wager you concentrate on these
issues.”

Brenda’s jaw dropped, eyes extensive.

Good, I should be proper since she seems stunned, he
thought. He plowed on in an identical vein, keen to complete
this little interview up. He had paperwork to get to.
“Certain, I wager you concentrate on boys so much– perhaps even
daydream in regards to the cute ones. It’s pure so that you can be
somewhat boy-crazy, Brenda. You shouldn’t be ashamed of
your new emotions. Hey, I do know who you appear like now.
I’ve been attempting to consider it and it simply got here to me–
you appear like that woman on Beverly Hills 90210, uh,
Brenda. Anybody ever let you know that?”

After which Glen knew he wouldn’t be attending to his
paperwork, as a result of Brenda Porter broke in a deep sobbing
match. Immediately he was on his ft handing her some
kleenex. Attempting to consolation her he put his palms on her
skinny shoulders. “It’s okay–”

“Don’t contact me, please!” she shrieked.

His palms flew off her shoulders in a second. “Brenda,
loosen up! I’m simply attempting to assist! Clearly I’ll should
name your mother and father without delay. You’re in no state to return
to class.”

She seemed up terrified. “No Mr. Simmons! Please don’t
name my mother and father! I’m okay! See? I’m all set!” The
theatrical grin on her tear stained face was supplied as
proof.

He picked up the telephone as she rattled off assurances she
was certainly okay “I simply bought foolish due to what Tommy
did, Mr. Simmons. Actually! I’m okay I assume you’re proper
about these belongings you mentioned about ladies at my age going
boy-crazy. I, uh, do like Tommy and I bought all bizarre
inside. However please don’t name my mother and father! I’m in sufficient
bother with them already! I’ll be punished in case you name
them!” Her eyes pleaded with him to not make the decision.

He put the telephone down and Brenda relaxed. “Okay Brenda–
you may return to class. You probably have the rest you
wish to discuss, come see me anytime– I’ll prepare a
corridor cross for you, okay”

She smiled sweetly, brushing the final of the tears manner.
“Thanks Mr. Simmons. I gained’t be bothering you any
extra.” She picked up her books and minced shyly from the
workplace.

Glen instantly reached for Brenda’s file. One thing
was fallacious– he may sense it. At twenty he wasn’t so
far-off in age from these youngsters in order not to have the ability to
perceive them.

Outdated Man Skinner, the principal, had employed him out of
neighborhood school solely after he had acquired a replica of
his diploma in schooling– he hadn’t believed Glen was
sufficiently old to have been to school. And his seems didn’t
assist both– his brilliant blonde hair, too-pale beardless
complexion, his brief peak. Possibly that’s why he had
at all times needed to work as a steering counselor– at coronary heart
he felt extra snug with the children than the grownup
world. Solely with youngsters did he really feel like he commanded
respect. And he knew teenagers effectively sufficient to know Brenda’s
habits was simply fallacious.

He flipped via the programs chosen. Dwelling Economics
(an A), Fitness center Class (an A-), then all Cs and Ds in her
required tutorial programs, all of which had been normal.
That indicated Brenda wasn’t taking school prep
programs. Not a future Rocket Scientist of America, he
chuckled.

Then he glanced in shock on the IQ rating– 135! Not a
genius however she should be taking school prep for now.
He took one other have a look at the coursework. It was annotated
“Common courses at request of fogeys.” He discovered the
mother and father’ names. Possibly if he may discuss to them, persuade
them Brenda wanted to take more durable programs and actually
apply herself. They’re most likely not too brilliant
themselves.

Fallacious once more. “Mr. Rick Mason, lawyer at legislation and Dr.
Lesley Mason, plastic surgeon.” These had been Brenda the
Ditz’es mother and father? They’d requested non-college programs
for his or her daughter? It didn’t make sense. He wanted extra
info.

He dialed up the quantity listed because the final faculty
attended and was related to a Deanna Hill, his
counterpart on the Jasper Ohio Junior Excessive Faculty
steering workplace.

“Sure I bear in mind Brenda. Cute woman, actual quiet. Is there
an issue?” the older woman inquired helpfully.

Glen didn’t know what to say. Even inferring there may
be can be towards the principles. And if it bought again to the
mother and father, he is likely to be held chargeable for slander. “Not
actually. I simply wish to assist her alter to our college and
I believed you might need some insights,” he defined.

“Effectively, she was solely right here for a yr. child
principally. She by no means was very social– no associates I can
recall. She wasn’t a tutorial star– by no means did her
homework and by no means studied for checks. She appeared
embarrassed about it however by no means did something to enhance.
Simply had a ‘I’m simply an airhead and I can’t assist it’
angle– not that she ever introduced a e-book dwelling. Not
that her mother and father cared. They attended one teacher-parent
convention and mentioned if Brenda may be taught to prepare dinner, clear
and stitch plus maintain herself in form, then they had been
pleased. God rattling,” the girl exclaimed, “it was as if all
they needed for Brenda was to be some bimbo housewife!
And her mom is a physician for God’s sakes!”

Glen hesitated then plunged in. “How did Brenda get
together with boys?”

A pause. “You realize, it was humorous. She appeared fully
preoccupied together with her look, like being fairly was
every part. I believed she dressed, effectively– a bit previous for
her age. You realize– a kind of ladies who actually will get
into make-up and clothes. And but she hated it when boys
touched her even innocently. By no means had a boyfriend
both. At one level, I suspected sexual abuse– you
know that’s not pure for a lady to be so skittish.”

“What occurred?” Glen pressed.

A disgusted snicker. “They moved earlier than I had an opportunity to
do something. That’s why I’m glad you known as. Inform me
what highschool you’re at so we will pursue authorized.”

Glen hung the telephone up. Skinner was such a conservative
that he’d flip if Glen introduced in some out-of-town know-
it-all. Bentson was a small city with a small city
mentality. If Glen thought Brenda was being sexually
abused, he’d should dig up greater than he had. He
searched via the recordsdata however the one different
info was the itemizing for the college Brenda
attended previous Jasper Junior Excessive. He dialed the
quantity for the Central Massachusetts State Faculty and
bought the data workplace.

“I would like the data for a pupil, please.”

“Social safety quantity?” a gruff male voice demanded
rudely.

“034-99-6669.”

“That D. Porter?” The voice didn’t sound like a steering
counselor in a college system to Glen.

“Sure. Are you able to inform me one thing about–”

“Look Mac, lots of are available in and exit as quick as I can
e-book ’em right here in Information. I don’t no particulars, okay?”

“Tremendous, simply fax it over okay?” He gave him the quantity, bought
a brusque ‘yeah’ and the promise it might be there by
finish of day.

That must be it for my Sam Spade routine for some time,
Glen thought. He put the file in his temporary case, quickly
forgetting about Brenda Porter. For the remainder of the
morning he buried himself in analysis kinds and
speaking to school admissions places of work as he requested
info for subsequent yr’s seniors. At midday, he heard
the cries from the child’s recess. With an effort he freed
himself from his paperwork and seemed out the window.

The day’s climate had turned out effectively and a beaming Could
solar was streaming in. He seemed throughout the college
grounds on the varied youngsters– the women gossiping in
teams, the boys tossing a baseball, after which… Brenda.
She was leaning towards the principle constructing wall, studying
the newest subject of Seventeen.

She appeared so intent on her journal she couldn’t see
Tommy Jacobs sneaking up behind her. Glen may see on
Tommy’s face there was going to be bother and with what
he guessed in regards to the woman, he knew that one among Tommy’s
pranks was the very last thing wanted. He sprang to his ft.

He had simply swung open the door when he and all the
freshman class of Benston Excessive noticed Tommy pluck up the
hem of Brenda’s crimson hip hugging spandex miniskirt to
reveal what was beneath– a pair of crimson cotton
French-cut bikini panties that clung excessive on her slim
hips. The youngsters stuffed the schoolyard with laughter as
Tommy triumphantly cried “I knew it, I knew it! Brenda
wears slut crimson panties! Hahahahahahah!”

He ran to Tommy, pushing him away and attempting to obscure
the view of the children. The eighty or so youngsters within the yard
roared with laughter, boys trying over and round Glen
to get a peek at Brenda’s undies. He turned again
to her and she or he was hysterical, struggling to yank her
skirt down, however Tommy was holding it up, not permitting
her to. Brenda flayed at him weakly, her arms flying to
cowl her pantied crotch.

“Tommy Jacobs, go away Brenda alone–now, mister! Or it’s
Detention Corridor!”

The boy gave him a lame look and let go of the skirt. As
he did, his eyes caught a flash of Brenda’s now-infamous
panties. Tommy, unwilling to threat additional bother had
walked off and the children had turned away as effectively, not
all in favour of being implicated. So Glen was the one one
who noticed the brilliant reflection of solar on what seemed like
steel.

The glint had come from the place Brenda’s panties
disappeared between her legs, as if from some metallic
floor beneath the skimpy undergarment. He seemed
rapidly away. As he did, he thought he caught Brenda
slipping a finger underneath the panty crotch and pulled it
over the steel.

“Brenda, go inside and pull your self collectively. I’ll
converse to Tommy.”

Brenda checked out him, face beet crimson and completely
humiliated. “I didn’t do something, Mr. Simmons! He stored
bothering me, asking me what coloration panties I used to be
carrying! After I instructed him to depart me alone, he known as me
a tease and he did this!” She was shaking.

“Go on in, Brenda. And I believe I higher offer you a journey
dwelling tonight after faculty, all proper? Driving the bus
with Tommy is asking for bother.”

She nodded and trotted off to the Lady’s Room to compose
herself. As she did, Glen watched what had most likely
began the difficulty. Brenda’s spandex skirt was so
tight, that her panty line beneath was as clear as
day. As she swiveled her slim hips, it should have appeared
to Tommy that sure, she was being a tease. “Good” ladies
simply didn’t sashay round that manner. Glen sighed and took
Tommy to Skinner’s workplace for a “dialogue.”

An hour later, Glen returned to his workplace. On a hunch
he known as the Nurse’s workplace. “Has Brenda Porter had any
surgical procedure that you recognize of?”

No, not that she knew of, the nurse answered as she
consulted her data. Any corrective surgical procedure she’d want
a steel brace for? Was there any point out of hip
issues? No, none of that. Final time she’d been seen by
the nurse?

“Haven’t seen her truly. The day we did Physicals,
she was out. Then she got here in with a observe from her
mom giving her a clear invoice of well being. I wouldn’t
fear about Brenda’s well being in any respect, Mr. Simmons. You see
her mom is a physician.”

He hung the telephone up. Glen knew it was fallacious to be so
beguiled by the thriller of what was underneath Brenda’s
panties. It was fairly indecent truly. However even
although the woman was undeniably attractive in a recent manner, he
instructed himself he was solely within the reply because it
match with the remainder of the items. And but whilst he
tried to distract himself along with his mounds of paperwork,
his thoughts stored returning to the sight of that pantied
midsection, so taut and trim underneath that panty.

The panties had been lower so sheerly they virtually
disappeared up the woman’s privates giving him the
impression that the woman both hadn’t grown a lot pubic
hair or that she stored it intently shaved. Or solely
shaved. However that was loopy! A fourteen-year-old woman
shaving her intercourse? He puzzled how wild Miss Brenda Porter
was and what precisely she did after faculty. He stopped.
There had been a small bulge underneath there. Sure, now that
he thought of it, there had positively been a mound.
All this daydreaming had introduced it again.

He had solely begun to ponder what the steel merchandise was that
maybe prompted the mound when he remembered to verify the
fax machine. There it was, ready for him at three-
thirty on the dot. He took the fax to his desk and commenced
to learn. It appeared the Central Massachusetts State
Faculty wasn’t your run-of-the-mill junior excessive. It was a
reformatory. And a mistake had clearly been made in
the data.

The “D. Porter” listed was a twelve yr previous boy! He had
the telephone in hand to name the Information Division to make
one other request for the right file when he noticed the
grainy head shot. He seemed on the fax intently. The
photograph was that of a twelve-year-old boy, Danny Belmont.
The acquainted hazel eyes, the black hair, the sharp
chin– it was as if Brenda had a brother! No dimples or
Adam’s Apple, and Danny’s lips had been thinner than
Brenda’s, however aside from that they may have been
siblings. Bizarre.

He seemed on the notes within the file. “Danny’s delivery
mother and father unknown. Introduced up in various foster properties.
Caught shoplifting at eleven and remanded to the Central
State Faculty for correction. Positioned for adoption by
state to Mr. and Dr. Mason at age eleven and a half.” So
Brenda had a brother? However the different info was
similar. Danny Belmont’s Social Safety quantity was
034-99-6669. And so was Brenda Belmont’s.

Glen heard the knock on the door. It was Brenda, right here
for her journey dwelling. Glen gathered up Brenda’s file and
the fax and threw it in his briefcase. “Prepared?”

Brenda nodded, her ponytail bouncing. “Sure, thanks
Mr. Simmons.”

“Say Brenda, can I attain your mother and father at this hour? I’d
prefer to see them after I drop you off– about, uh, what
a superb job you’re doing in Dwelling Ec and Fitness center class.”

Her hazel eyes widened in worry then glee as he added the
motive. “Oh would you, Mr. Simmons? It means a lot to
them that I do effectively in these courses. They’d be so
happy with me!”

“Effectively, high-quality. I’ll be pleased to try this. Simply inform me
the place I’d discover them. At their places of work?”

Brenda thought a minute then shook her head doubtfully.
“Oh no sir. They’re at all times dwelling after I get off the bus.
They’re at all times there after faculty.”

And they also had been. Glen may see the matching black and
silver BMW convertibles there on the head of the lengthy
drive, whilst he pulled in along with his previous Pontiac
Firebird. The home was virtually an property, simply
200 yards off the highway, hidden behind large,
immaculate hedges and a mason wall.

It stared down at him imposingly, three tales of
white Victorian extra of cupolas, verandahs, and French
home windows. A stunning home, actually within the million-
greenback vary. He checked out Brenda once more, silently
considering some inside concern in her trampy little
miniskirt. “Common courses at request of fogeys.”

Even when Brenda was adopted like her brother, why would
the brand new mother and father who lived in such affluence limit her
to go-nowhere programs? Why would they place such a
premium on Dwelling Ec and Fitness center class? Why would they permit
her to depart the home dressed this manner each day?

A tall, youngish man of thirty-eight or so opened the
entrance door, eyeing him suspiciously. Brenda seemed up,
biting her decrease lip. “Daddy,” she defined as they bought
out of the automotive. “You’ll inform him I’m doing effectively in Dwelling
Ec and Fitness center?”

Glen nodded and prolonged his hand. “Mr. Mason, I’m Glen
Simmons, the Steerage Counselor at Bentson Excessive Faculty.”

The person’s mien softened. He reminded Glen of a TV
lawyer– barely graying hair, sturdy, conservative
presence and a self-confidence that bordered on
conceitedness. “Good to satisfy you. To be sincere, I believed my
Brenda was getting a journey dwelling from a highschool boy.
No offense meant,” he added humorously.

Glen blushed. “None taken. I supplied to present your
daughter a journey dwelling due to one thing that occurred
at college as we speak–”

“Has she gotten herself into some mischief, Glen?” He
seemed critically at Brenda, who checked out Glen with
harm betrayal.

“No– she hasn’t carried out something Mr. Mason. It was only a
schoolyard prank actually. Truly in case your spouse is dwelling,
I’d prefer to ask you some questions.”

The lawyer masterfully waved off the request. “Are available in
the home first and let’s get this cleared up. Brenda,
come right here woman.”

Brenda, standing frightened between the 2, obeyed and
with eyes downcast and by the older man’s facet, walked
with them into the home. Inside a tall placing redhead
of thirty-five was pulling off a lab coat. Glen thought
she seemed like a youthful Sigourney Weaver, with a hard-
edged, no-nonsense manner about her. She was launched as
Mrs. Mason.

It nettled Glen who appreciated first names to not be granted
the courtesy of calling these folks by their first
names whilst they known as him Glen. They’d a manner, Glen
may inform proper off of constructing one appear inferior.
Most likely bought that from giving orders to everybody all day
lengthy.

The 4 had been in the lounge, the Masons and Glen
sitting and Brenda standing. Mr. Mason demanded to know
what had occurred within the schoolyard and as Glen
defined what had occurred, Brenda cringed. After
listening to the entire story, Mason turned his chilly blue eyes
on the teenager.

“So, you’re teasing boys once more, that it?”

Brenda shook her head, the ponytail dancing within the air.
“No, Daddy! I swear!”

The mother and father exchanged smug seems. “Clearly Brenda
must be taught one other in an extended unbroken string of
classes, Rick. Will you do the honors or shall I?”

The husband pointed to his chest. “You dealt with her final
time. I higher maintain it this time. We swap off
so she doesn’t assume she will get away with something,” he
defined to Glen.

He stood up and took off his costly swimsuit jacket. With
deliberate slowness, he unbuckled his belt and pulled it
off.

Glen watched in rising unease until he understood that
Brenda was about to be strapped with a belt for doing no
greater than being a reasonably woman!

“Please, it wasn’t her fault! She doesn’t need to be
punished!” he pleaded.

The person smiled cruelly. “However you mentioned it wasn’t actually
the boy’s fault both. Effectively, you don’t know Brenda. She
wants this,” he slapped the belt arduous towards his open
palm,” to remind her to behave herself like a correct
younger woman. And no extra interruptions Glen. After I’ve
completed with this, we will focus on why you’re right here, however
not earlier than.”

Glen stood up. “Maybe I ought to go away.”

“No matter for?” Mrs. Mason requested fliply. “Brenda is
punished on a regular basis. Simply wait 5 minutes. That’s
all it takes.”

Glen sat down, mesmerized because the woman, in resignation,
draped herself over the person’s knees. As if a part of a
common ritual, she herself yanked up the miniskirt,
revealing the incriminating panties that had prompted all
the difficulty. Mason’s fingers had been on the elastic band of
the panties and was prepared to tug them down, then seemed
at Glen and left them up. Glen seemed for a telltale
glint of steel, however Brenda had both lined it up or
it had by no means been there. Of the slight bulge, Glen may
see nothing from the place he was sitting.

He watched with macabre fascination because the leather-based belt
was raised excessive over the small, shapely pantied rear and
fell with a harsh crack. Brenda’s eyes had been closed, however
she obediently counted out every stroke. On the
second stroke, she broke into tears, however even then, she
continued to announce every stroke because it crashed into her
bottom. From the nook of his eye, Glen famous that
Lesley had unconsciously let her hand drift all the way down to the
lap of her pants. Then, conscious of it, pulled it again
stealthily.

Ultimately, Brenda was allowed to rise. She was instructed to go
to her room because the adults had a chat. All three adults
watched the fourteen-year-old prance painfully out of
the room, the slim hips pressured to swivel in an
exaggerated manner in order to keep away from feeling extra ache.

“Little slut,” Mason whispered as his eyes adopted the
spandexed teen ass wriggle out of the room.

“Sure, little whore,” agreed the physician spouse in a chilly,
reptilian manner. Glen shivered.

Mason seemed up at Glen, fully skilled. “Now,
what do you must inform us about Brenda?”

“Effectively, did you undertake Brenda?” he requested.

The 2 nodded. “Sure, when she was eleven or so. I took
care of the legalities,” answered the lawyer affably.

“And did she have a brother named Danny?” Glen pushed.

The redhead rose. “Drink for you Glen?” she requested
instantly.

He seemed uncertainly on the two of them. Mason answered
for him. “Sure, Lesley, nice thought. Get us all some
lemonade– all best for you Glen?”

He nodded. Because the tall redhead left the room, there was
a second when he thought their eyes met once more in some
secret amusement.

“You’re about what, 5′ 4″ Glen?”

He nodded, embarrassed about the place this was going.

“Younger too, huh? What are you, eighteen?”

“Twenty, Mr. Mason.”

He gave him a comical look, as if to ask who may
consider that. “I believed you had been sixteen after I first
noticed you. I’d say positively sixteen. What do you say,
Lesley? Doesn’t Glen look as if he’s about sixteen?”

She smiled with icy concurrence. “Oh sure, he’s bought the
small framed physique of a sixteen yr previous at most. My
apologies, Glen– my scientific opinion, that’s all.” She
handed him a glass of lemonade. “Right here you go.”

He took it and put it down. “Thanks. Now about this
Danny Belmont.”

Mason checked out him offended. “Please, your drink first.
Then we’ll let you know all you wish to learn about Danny and
Brenda and the way in which issues are in our family. However
please, don’t be impolite– it’s scorching out as we speak. Take pleasure in your
lemonade!”

Glen surrendered, selecting up the complete glass. The 2
Masons watched as he drained it, leaving their very own
drinks alone. He smiled. “Excellent! What do you make it
with?”

Dr. Mason’s mouth opened extensive in laughter. “Thioridizine
hydrochloride. Also referred to as mellaril.”

Glen felt woozy. “W-what does that do?” he requested as he
slumped ahead.

The husband and spouse laughed. “Oh, you’ll discover out
darling– you’ll discover out very quickly,” the girl physician
promised.

***

The following day Glen woke to the colour white. Throughout
him, simply clear, antiseptic white. Hospital white. He
tried to maneuver however he was in a physique solid. IVs dripped
liquid nourishment into his system and he felt completely
numb. He couldn’t really feel a factor.

“Good morning. You look fairly good for a corpse!” Mr.
Mason held his sturdy chin in his hand, measuring Glen’s
response.

“W-w-ot ooo meeen?” Speaking was painful and he stopped
as tears shaped in his eyes.

Mason held up a replica of the native newspaper. A subhead
learn in daring kind HIGH SCHOOL MOURNS AS LOCAL GUIDANCE
COUNSELOR DIES IN AUTO ACCIDENT.

Glen began to cry as he blurrily made out the textual content:

Glen Simmons, 20 years previous of Bentson, Florida was
killed Wednesday morning at 11 pm when his Pontiac
Firebird slammed right into a restraining wall on Coast
Freeway 14 and plunged into the ocean 200 ft
beneath. No physique has been recovered, however two witnesses,
Mr. and Dr. Mason of Solitude Lane reported that there
was no query Simmons was killed within the accident.

Richard Mason, a outstanding native lawyer, testified to
police seeing the automotive swerve erratically, then driving
off the highway. His spouse, Dr. Lesley Mason with the
Non-public West Palm Seaside Clinic was reported as telling
police there was no manner the motive force may have survived
the autumn and subsequent explosion. The police have dominated
out any foul play and closed the file. No fast
relations had been identified at press time.”

He sobbed, which was agony. “Why dooo tis?” he tried to
scream. Why was he in such agony?

The red-haired girl was by his facet with a syringe.
“Sleep toddler,” she whispered and the world was
black once more.

***

Days later.

The lady and man had been standing over him, arguing.

“It’s my flip!” the girl was angrily disputing. “You
made your picks the final time! In addition to,” she cooed
evilly, “I believe you’ll like my alternative.”

Was that Brenda standing behind them, carrying the sweet
striper uniform? The place was he anyway? A hospital of some
form? What had been they doing to him? What had they already
carried out to him? The solid was nonetheless on his physique leaving solely
his arms naked. He felt weak and sensed that he had misplaced
a substantial amount of weight. Unusual issues had been being carried out
to him, issues that scared him.

“Effectively, when you have one thing attention-grabbing in thoughts,
Lesley. What look would you like for our new pet?”

“The Kelly look after all– to go together with our little
Brenda! Wouldn’t or not it’s fantastic to have them each? I
wish to benefit from that high-quality blonde hair of his.
An exquisite pure characteristic.” She pulled out a scalpel
and was utilizing it as a pointer, swinging it via the
air as she described how she wished to change the topic
in query.

“Small breasts however larger than Brenda’s.” She put her
arm round little Brenda and clutched a small breast
via the striped shirt. She discovered the nipple via
the bra beneath and twisted. Brenda cringed and stored
her lips clamped, however the ache in her eyes known as out to
Glen.

“Sure, perhaps a bit larger. Possibly a pair of good ripe
32Bs– cute, female, however not centerfold. Huge delicate
nipples to play with. A smaller upturned nostril. The chin
has to go– even when it will get somewhat weak, it’ll nonetheless
work. I wish to actually skinny out the eyebrows, however I need
to elongate and thicken the lashes.”

Mr. Mason was nodding, in growing settlement along with his
spouse.

“And the lips– you’ll do the lips, appropriate?”

She nodded. “Sure, however not as a lot as Brenda. Some
average collagen ought to plump up the lips, however let’s
not go Julia Roberts, alright? There’s a reasonably bow-
form there that may get ruined. Now, the waist wants
to go down after all, and the hips go up– how about
tagging it at a 32-24-29? A pleasant, huggable petite determine
that’s virtually doll-like. You want?”

Mr. Mason smiled. “I like. Sounds such as you’re going to
give this bitch a pleasant, tight butt. assume she’ll be
grateful?

Glen froze as he heard the girl’s icy, shrill cackle.
“After what we do with it, I doubt it honey!”

“And also you’ll let the hair and nails develop out naturally or
will you employ an accelerator?”

The physician seemed down at Glen. “An accelerator. Don’t
you need every part carried out as rapidly as potential?”

The person nodded. “Completely.”

Ache. The syringe was sinking into his arm once more.

Glen winced as Dr. Mason slipped the chastity belt over
his male member. The steel was chilly and he shivered. The
physician squeezed the microscopic snap with a pair of
tweezers and it clicked with finality.

Dr. Mason stroked his cheek, operating her hand via
his lengthy, lustrous blonde mane of hair. “Chilly, fairly
child? Don’t fear– it’ll get so scorching down there you’ll
by no means consider it was so chilly! The 2 openings within the
belt between your legs will mean you can relieve
your self– sitting down after all! Now, get up.”

He obeyed promptly, popping off the hospital mattress within the
Examination Room. Glen had realized it was truly
beneath the Mason’s mansion– a non-public medical wing
devoted solely to the non-public experiments and whimsies
of Dr. Mason. It was the place she had turned him right into a
feminine. There was one other room too, however one he had by no means
been in. From the windowless, white hospital-style
bed room the place he was locked each evening, he may hear
issues although. Brenda’s cries, whippings, Mr. Mason’s
yells, Dr. Mason’s screeching snicker. They known as it the
“Play Room.”

As Glen stood in entrance of the mirror, he seemed on the
picture that stared again. Was that actually him? It was
nonetheless troublesome to consider the modifications had been everlasting
even after an entire month’s time. The obvious change
was the pair of average sized perky high-nippled
breasts that hung from his chest. He may really feel the
jiggle of the orange-sized spheres as he moved rapidly,
the way in which the chilly air massaged his lengthy nipples into
small, arduous rubies. They weren’t large, however he may
certainly really feel their weight as he walked.

And he walked in a different way now too. His legs had been longer,
his calves shapelier. His instep had been raised, giving
him a excessive stepping toe-first manner of strolling. His hips
had been wider as effectively, his butt fuller. The entire have an effect on
was to present him the sunshine ethereal prance of a ballerina–
or a showgirl.

His palms had been comfortable and callus free as if the heaviest
object he had ever lifted was a hairbrush. Even the scar
he had gotten from fishing when he was twelve was gone.
All that was there now was milky pores and skin as comfortable as velvet.
And having nails now was unusual. He needed to be cautious
how he used his palms, how he picked issues up, how he
held issues, in any other case he may break the nails. And
that was unthinkable.

His arms appeared extra relaxed as he walked if he held
them up within the air, elbows bent, with hand bent, palms
down. It additionally appeared pure for him to relaxation his palms
excessive on his hips, virtually on his wispy waist. With
thumb and index finger resting palm down on them, he
felt extra relaxed than if he simply stored them by his facet.
Glen couldn’t inform, however he guessed some muscle tissue in his
physique had been lengthened and shorted to produced these
desired affectations.

Seeing his face for the primary time was a daunting
sensation. He may barely consider that the blue eyes
had been his. Everlasting beauty contacts, the Physician had
defined. His eyebrows, as soon as as thick as caterpillars
had been now razor-thin plucked blonde arcs. In distinction,
his eyelashes had been lengthy and lusciously full-bodied, and
he now now not closed his eyes and opened them– he
batted his lashes. His mouth was even smaller, his skinny
lips now poutier.

When he smiled, his expression was just like the one they
made Barbie dolls with– attractive, stunned and pleased all
without delay. His nostril was half it’s earlier measurement. He had a
deviated septum, the results of a way back highschool
tussle, which had given his nostril a slight bend to the
left. However now it was small, upturned and delicate and
excellent as porcelain. And framing his complete face was his
gentle blonde hair, now straight and lengthy sufficient to succeed in
to the tops of his breasts.

As he silently inspected himself, Mr. Mason walked into
the white hospital room. “Effectively, there’s the beautiful woman!
How are you Kelly?” The older man was leering at his new
breasts and he held up his palms to defend them.

“Uh, high-quality, Daddy,” he answered in that new, subdued
voice of his. Mr. Mason was Daddy and Dr. Mason was
Mom, he had been instructed. Brenda was his little sister.
He was Kelly, a sixteen-year-old woman. A fairly woman who
should behave. Or Daddy and Mom would punish Kelly.
Glen had already realized what a tough spanking Daddy
may give when his Kelly had sassed again. Rattling! That
had harm!

“We’re about to go over the brand new guidelines, Father. Please
sit down– no, not you Kelly. You simply stand there in
entrance of the examination mirror and hear fastidiously.”

Glen noticed Daddy’s eyes on his naked butt mirrored within the
mirror. It made him so uncomfortable. He had been stored
bare for the reason that operations had ended per week in the past and it
was driving Kelly to the purpose of nervous exhaustion. He
hated being stored nude. It made him so weak. All he
needed to do was snatch up a sheet and canopy himself.
However he stored quiet and listened to his new mother and father
as an alternative.

“Your chastity belt is designed to maintain that foolish
little factor of yours underneath full management. You possibly can
operate naturally in each manner, although it’s going to stop
you from taking part in with your self. It’s alright to blush Kelly–
that’s the signal of wholesome disgrace we wish to instill in
our ladies.” She smiled. “You SHOULD be ashamed of that
little factor– which is why the chastity belt will
management it and maintain it good and flat. We gained’t have it
ruining your panty strains with large bulges! Obtained it?”

Glen nodded demurely. For now, he had determined it was
simpler to just accept and obey. Minute to minute, hour to
hour, he instructed himself. Simply survive lengthy sufficient to get
out of this nightmare alive.

“As you recognize, you’re a fortunate little woman. We’ve adopted
you, identical to Brenda. Rick has taken care of all of the
authorized particulars. As your mother and father, we’ve got full
accountability to your upbringing and self-discipline. As
you’ve already found, we’re very quaint when
it involves correcting improper habits. Our opinion is
that fairly ladies must be seen and never heard.”

Glen swallowed arduous. It was nonetheless unusual to be assume
Dr. Mason was speaking about him, uh, her.

Mr. Mason– Daddy– continued the place his spouse had left
off. “It actually is simply too dangerous for you that you just needed to
meddle in our enterprise– and that you just occurred to be
such fantastic materials to work with! Small, child-like
in look, no facial hair– hardly a male in any respect!
Significantly better suited to be a teenage woman– like Brenda.
You had been proper about Brenda. We took her when she was
about twelve. You see we’ve at all times needed youngsters. Although
not for the standard causes, proper Pricey?”

His spouse, her palms resting in her white lab coat,
nodded in settlement. She was happy together with her handiwork
and like a real craftsman stored inspecting the completed
product, on the lookout for a single flaw. However there have been none,
she knew. Kelly was excellent– an attractive, sixteen yr previous
woman.

“We’re extraordinarily profitable and as much as three years in the past,
completely bored. Cash after a sure level means
nothing,” Mr. Mason discoursed. “You develop comfortable, start to
watch an excessive amount of tv. That was how we bought hooked on
Beverly Hills 90210. Have you ever seen it? As we watched it,
we grew infatuated with the concept of getting these
stunning ladies to do with as we wished.

“There’s nothing as interesting as a teenage woman coming
to phrases together with her sexuality. The experiments with ever-
so-subtly seductive, fairly clothes, the fun of the
stolen first kiss, the innocence of the embrace, the
candy give up to the primary lover. It has a style
fuller than the finer glass of wine. Lesley agreed. She
had steadily extra aroused by the sight of the beautiful,
pampered ladies on the present. I believe she even introduced up
the concept. Why not seize a runway who seemed like one
of them for a pet? I may deal with the authorized points of
the seize and Lesley may do the required beauty
surgical procedure to show our new possession into the toy of our
desires?

It’s a must to perceive Kelly that Lesley and I are very
subtle relating to intercourse. We have now sure
tastes that aren’t precisely mainstream. As a result of we’re
each very profitable, we’ve got come to have a look at the world
otherwise. There are those that take and people
who give. Effectively, as an alternative of ready for one thing to be
supplied, we take it. This goes for our tastes in
lovemaking.”

Glen observed a burning glow within the man’s eyes that
scared him, scared him greater than the rest had so
far.

“You wouldn’t perceive this, however individuals who have energy
like to make use of it. The train of energy over those that
don’t have it’s an intoxicating expertise by no means lose a
style for. Energy to appropriate, energy to coach and tame,
energy to bend one other to your will–”

“Yessss!” Dr. Mason’s palms had been plunged deep in her
pockets as her husband continued his darkish discourse.

He smiled at his spouse. “Effectively, it’s a drug. You get
hooked.

Sadly, my spouse is simply as sturdy willed as I’m.
Stalemate. So we used whores– a poor substitute at
greatest. You by no means get the sense of true submission. Thus,
Lesley’s thought. I beloved it. Between the 2 of us, we had
the potential to tug it off. However the extra Lesley
thought of it, the much less enthusiastic she was about
her personal thought. I requested her why however she refused to say.

Then it hit me. She was anxious. You see, Lesley is as
jealous as any partner. As am I. She was involved about
the inevitable course of such a plan. What if I turned
too concerned with the runaway? If I got here to truly
develop affectionate? So I prompt the proper
compromise– a boy changed into a lady.

We would go away the male genitals, however the remainder can be
fully remodeled into a reasonably woman. That manner we
may have our cake and eat it too, so to talk. We
would have our teenage temptress to coach and play with,
and temptation can be averted as a result of I’d by no means, ever
go away my Lesley to run off with a boy. Not that I’d
ever go away my darling spouse, however this resolution made her
really feel higher and happy each our appetites.”

He stroked his lengthy, sturdy chin in smugness for the
sensible resolution they’d concocted. He checked out Glen
with extensive, questioning eyes, however Glen remained silent.

“Because you needed to be a nosy little idiot, you don’t have any one
in charge besides your self.” She smiled disdainfully, her
white enamel bared.

“You had been form sufficient to deliver your file relating to
Brenda, which I’ve destroyed.” Mr. Mason pulled a
cigarette from a small silver case and lit it with an
obsidian lighter. He took an extended, sluggish drag on the black
Dunhill and continued. “And also you’re effectively conscious of your
tragic demise. So all of the free ends are tied up, are
they not?”

Glen continued to clutch his breasts. “You’ll punish me
if I let you know what I actually consider all this,” he
answered, his soprano voice wavering with worry.

Mason flicked an ash in an ashtray and shook his head.
His deep-set eyes had been amused. “Go forward, Kelly. inform us
what you REALLY assume.” His spouse’s arduous. chilly eyes had been
on him too, all in favour of what he needed to say.

“My identify isn’t Kelly. It’s Glen Simmons.”

The spouse checked out her husband. The 2 laughed. “Your
identify is Kelly Mason,” Mr. Mason suggested patiently. “Right here
is your delivery certificates.” He handed a sq. piece of
paper to Kelly, who took it rapidly in order to maintain his
breasts lined.

He scanned it. It mentioned that he was certainly Kelly Mason,
that his mother and father had been listed as unknown, that he had
been born sixteen years in the past. It was notarized with the
acceptable date, the signatures professional, the
doc fully authorized.

“And this.” Mason handed one other piece of paper to him.
It was notification that Kelly had been adopted by the
Masons two months in the past– in regards to the time of his
“accident.”

“And this.” One other piece of paper. This one a demise
certificates for Glen Simmons, dated and stamped by the
correct authorities. It was signed by Dr. Lesley Mason,
the reporting doctor.

Glen seemed up, tears forming. It couldn’t be! It was
unattainable to make somebody go away and to create somebody
else of their place! It couldn’t be carried out– may it? “I
can discover witnesses…”

However Mason lower him off. “You possibly can? We did somebody
investigating and WE couldn’t discover household, associates,
girlfriend, anybody who may miss you. Are you telling
me there’s somebody we missed? Save your breath– we
didn’t miss something.”

“Nobody will suspect something out of the unusual, Blue
Eyes.”

Dr. Mason shook her head emphatically. “Nobody.”

“However I’m a person! I’ve a cock!” Glen shrieked in
frustration.

The soprano betrayed him and the couple chuckled evenly
on the incongruity of the assertion and the dulcet tone
during which it was expressed. “Not likely. You’ll discover your
chastity belt fairly comfortable, missy. It isn’t coming off any
time quickly. As for being a person, effectively— I JUST DON’T
THINK SO!” Mr. Mason boomed in scorn.

Glen seemed round craftily and smiled. “Tremendous. You possibly can’t
watch me on a regular basis. I’ll get out of right here after which–”

Dr. Mason nodded in settlement. “Naturally you’ll be out
of right here. I’ve stored you right here for commentary, to your
personal good. However it’s time you had been allowed to stay within the
home with the remainder of us. You’ve gotten a beautiful bed room
all arrange for you. Any highschool woman would like it.”

“And I’ll get out of the home then–”

Mr. Mason checked out him dumbfounded. “In fact you
will, younger woman! In the event you assume you’re going to laze
round the home all day, you’re plain fallacious! You’ll
be getting out of the home– and going to highschool.”

Glen was confused. “Tremendous, then after I get to the excessive
faculty, I’ll…I’ll…” His lips opened and slowly
closed. His blue eyes widened.

“You’ll what, Kelly? What’s going to you do?” Mason puffed on
his cigarette. “You’ll do nothing, as a result of in case you do,
you’ll be despatched dwelling, identified with psychological issues. And
in case you run away, you’ll be introduced again right here by the
police. And even in case you do get far sufficient away, what
then? How far do you assume a reasonably blonde, blue-eyed
sixteen yr previous runaway woman would get on the freeway
or metropolis streets? Hummm?”

Glen clutched his breasts nearer.

“So you may put these ideas out of your fairly empty
little head. Pondering an excessive amount of is dangerous– very dangerous. It’s a
behavior you’ll lose quickly sufficient. Your mom is aware of how one can
enable you to neglect these pesky ideas with some particular
medication you’ll be on for some time. Fairly quickly you’ll be
the beautiful vapid teen you recognize you might be– and you may
think about what’s actually necessary– like boys and
garments and boys and make-up and boys–”

“And lingerie and boys and jewellery and boys and so forth,”
Dr. Mason rattled off. Then she leered. “Not that boys
are EVERYTHING thoughts you. There are girls too.”

Glen’s palms had bunched into small, indignant fists towards
his heaving bosom. “How are you going to make me try this? You
can’t— you may’t make me into a lady if I used to be born a
male! There’s no manner! You simply need an act and I’m not
going to fake to love any of this so that you two can get
off!” He was livid and confused, however he knew this was
proper– he wasn’t homosexual and he couldn’t fake to get
into this kinky stuff regardless of how a lot they harm him.
He went on with extra confidence. “Oh, yeah, you may MAKE
me do issues, you may FORCE me to do issues, however you’ll
understand it isn’t REAL!!!!”

He had hoped the outburst would shatter the proper
floor of their conceitedness, their utter calmness and the
everyday-way they had been speaking about remaking Glen
Simmons, Excessive Faculty Steerage Counselor into Kelly
Mason, sixteen yr previous woman. He must make them
see it simply wouldn’t work– however now they had been laughing
at him, laughing deeply and richly, as if he couldn’t be
extra fallacious about something.

The redheaded bitch caressed his arm. “Poor Kelly! By no means
heard of mellaril? Why would you?” she reminded herself.
It’s what’s accountable for these plump boobs of yours.
However you’re proper– that’s only a bodily change, provides
you female traits externally. The true magic
is happening inside your metabolism proper now. One other
profit of getting you as a part of our little household is
that I get to make up for an error in judgment.”

Her husband tried to dispel criticism, however Lesley
overruled him with a wagging finger. “Please Rick,
don’t. I made a mistake with Brenda. I’ll admit that.
However with Kelly, I could make up for it.” She turned again
to Glen.

“For the final two months, each since your premature
“accident,” your system has been saturated with
estradiol. It’s a excessive efficiency feminine intercourse hormone.
Brenda was induced with the identical remedy. She was
given the precise quantity of intercourse hormones a standard woman her
age would have. Due to the surprise of biochemistry,
I’ve implanted you, like I did with Brenda, with a
machine that may convert your testosterone into
estradiol. Nevertheless, as an alternative of supplying you with the pure
degree of hormones as we did with Brenda, you’ll produce
intercourse hormones at a price fifty p.c increased than the
degree present in natural-born teenage females.”

Rick Mason hooked his finger in his belt, grinning
wolfishly. “You see, regardless that Brenda’s system carries
the hormones, since they’re solely common degree, she
hasn’t been as, let’s assume, stimulated as we’d like
her to be. After we determined we needed her to have the
traits of a younger teenage woman, we forgot that
together with curiosity about intercourse, there would even be worry
and confusion. Brenda’s too prim and correct for our
tastes.”

“Sure, and as soon as the metabolism has been set, you may’t
screw round with the biochemical combine,” Lesley the
physician elaborated. “Brenda behaves identical to a standard
fourteen yr previous woman would– curious however scared, coy
and immature. Not what we would like when it comes time for
frolics within the Play Room. However with the quantity of
Estradiol you’ve been given, we’re certain you’ll give you the chance
to assist us prepare Brenda the way in which we would like her to behave
for us.”

He didn’t just like the sound of this. “Estradiol? What’s going to
it do to me?” he requested feebly. He dreaded that he may
guess the reply if not the specifics.

Mr. Mason put out his cigarette, letting his spouse
reply. He was so deliberate in all his actions, thought
Glen. As if he knew each objection I may increase earlier than
I mentioned a factor.

The physician’s tongue slipped out and in of her mouth as
she defined, as if savoring phrase after scrumptious phrase.
“It’s going to make you terribly insecure, very useless,
extraordinarily flighty. Your consideration span will likely be very
brief and also you’ll grow to be uninterested in something that
requires an excessive amount of pondering. You’ll be overly preoccupied
together with your look always. You’ll be led by your
feelings, a spoiled brat one minute, a darling angel the
subsequent. You’ll end up unable to make choices for
your self and also you’ll be drawn to energy, because you’ll
be so naturally dependent and submissive. In different
phrases, you’ll exhibit each stereotypical feminine trait
exaggerated by fifty p.c. And the estradiol will
have yet another dramatic have an effect on.”

“What? Please inform me!” begged Glen.

She licked her lips earlier than answering. “You’ll be a really,
very sexy younger woman. Come on, Rick, let’s take Kelly
to her new room.”

Glen was proven to the bed room by his new ‘mother and father.’ He
gloomily seemed round. It was adorned solely in
pink– pink plush carpeting; an enormous pink double mattress, with
two fluffy pillows and a smiling outsized teddy bear; a
pink vainness replete with lipsticks, mascaras, perfumes,
foundations, brushes, styling pins and rollers; a pink
painted bookshelf stuffed with model new paperbacks, all
of them romance novels; a pink skirted nightstand with a
stack of magazines like Cosmopolitan, Teen Beat, Cleaning soap
Opera Digest, and various catalogs from Talbot’s,
Laura Ashely, Victoria’s Secret and extra; a pink
Princess telephone; a pink plastic increase field with a pre-
chosen music library of Madonna, Janet Jackson,
Whitney Houston, and Wilson Philips CDs; a pink lamp in
the form of a ballerina; and a single window adorned
with pink curtains.

On the wall had been two posters. One was filled with flowers
and flowing female script. It repeated a trite poem
about setting love free and it might come again to you.
One other was a full-length poster of Fabio, the romance
novel cowl mannequin and teenage heartthrob. The requisite
Barbie doll rested on a bookcase shelf watching over all
together with her empty and pleasing smile. A Minnie Mouse clock
clicked away the minutes and hours on the wall.

“You’ll be very pleased right here, Kelly.” Mr. Mason’s —
Daddy’s– hand was on his naked ass and he hated it.

“And also you’ll lastly be allowed to put on garments. Isn’t
that thrilling? Why don’t you play costume up by your self
and get used to your new dwelling, Kelly. Your father and I
will likely be down within the Play Room with Brenda.” She rubbed
her palm towards her thigh. “She’s been a really naughty
woman and must be punished.” The door was shut,
leaving him alone.

He was relieved. Privateness. It was the primary time he had
loved privateness in two months. And garments! He by no means
realized how a lot you would miss garments! He opened the
dresser. Naturally– ladies’ underwear. Bras, panties,
thigh excessive stockings and nighties. He opened the following
drawer. Tops– however all in brilliant or pastel colours. He
opened the underside drawer– shorts, train outfits and
bathing fits. None of it within the least boy-like.

He turned and opened the closet. Inside hung various
short-skirted attire, frocks and miniskirts. There was
even somewhat black cocktail costume. “Is that after I get
invited to high school dances?” he thought disgustedly. On
the ground had been various sneakers– many being three inch
heels of various style colours. As well as, there have been
a pair of open-toed sandals and a pair of pink Reebok
trainers.

He seemed out the window, down on the extensive luxuriant
inexperienced garden and the hedges that bounded the massive property.
They couldn’t make him put these garments on. And but he
needed to cowl his physique. Reluctantly he returned to the
dresser. He pulled out a lightweight blue cotton bra and
slipped it on. It gently lifted and separated his 32B
breasts, providing some girlish cleavage above the
flowery trimming that adorned the demi-cup.

He hated the nice manner it made him really feel. He needed to
resist. However as he stepped into the matching Calvin Klein
blue thong panties, he couldn’t assist the wave of enjoyment
he felt because the comfortable garment crept between and up his
legs. He needed to bear in mind he was a male, a twenty-year-
previous male, not some dopey sixteen-year-old child. However his
resistance crumbled as he slipped on the white cotton
half-blouse that bared his trim, flat tummy, feeling the
tightness over his breasts as he buttoned up. He picked
out the one pair of denims within the closet, decided not
to put on a skirt, it doesn’t matter what.

However as he held up the pair of No Excuses denims, he
realized why the calves had zippers. The designer denims
had been so tight, he needed to unzip the calves, then get on
his again and attempt to jam himself into the legs. He
managed to get them half in and stood up fastidiously. He
bounced up and down as he pressured his already small butt
into the even tighter denims.

Ultimately he was capable of get them in and triumphantly
zipped the zipper. With the air of a pure gesture,
his palms discovered their acquainted perch on his hips. The
mirror confirmed a sassy, scorching to trot sixteen yr previous with
pouty lips and smoldering blue eyes. However that wasn’t the
actuality, Glen reminded himself frantically. Fishing
although the sneakers, he slipped on the pink trainers.

“Very fairly, Blue Eyes.” It was the Masons. They had been
again. However they weren’t alone. Mr. Mason yanked a leash
and Brenda got here tumbling to the ground behind him. “See
your new large sister, missy?”

Brenda seemed up, eyes swollen with tears. The leash was
hooked up to a pair of handcuffs and allowed Mr. Mason to
drag the boy-girl behind him. The fourteen yr previous wore
solely a pair of white bikini panties and a coaching bra.
The again of his thighs had been crimson as if from being hit
with a flat object repeatedly.

“Brenda has been a naughty little woman, Kelly. It appears
your sister isn’t as as she must be in her
housekeeping duties. Naughty woman!” Mason screamed at
the woman.

Brenda groveled on the ground earlier than the 2 adults.
“Please! No extra! Please! I gained’t do it once more!” She
pressed her cheek towards Lesley Mason’s high-heeled
shoe pathetically.

Mrs. Mason rubbed her shoe throughout the boy-girls cheek
and Brenda obediently started to lick it. “That is what
occurs with solely kids,” she spoke to her husband.
“They get spoiled like Brenda. You realize, I believe having
an enormous sister like Kelly round will do wonders for
educating Brenda how one can act like a correct younger woman.”

Mr. Mason concurred. “Kelly, chances are you’ll do no matter ladies
do when they’re alone. Your mom and I have to
proceed with Brenda’s self-discipline– in our bed room.”

Brenda seemed up. Kelly observed the boy-girl shaking as
he struggled to his ft. The door was shut and Glen was
left solely to surprise in regards to the many surprising shouts and
cries he heard from the bed room within the following hours.

***

Rick Mason heard the door shut first. “The women are
dwelling, Darling. It’s Homework Time.”

Lesley Mason seemed up. She had been studying a medical
journal article, which she fastidiously bookmarked and
closed. Languidly she rose to observe her husband, who
was already downstairs ordering the women to return to the
Play Room.

She walked in to search out them standing, heads down, for
their subsequent instruction. The Play Room was her thought. As a
creator and shaper by coaching, she had put a lot of her
creativeness in its design. The fast impression was
dungeon-like. She most popular the darkish, Gothic stony look,
with the hearth for her and her husband’s love video games.
It put everybody concerned within the correct state of mind.

Two units of manacles hung from the ceiling, which had been
simply managed by a easy winch. A stockade and
sawhorse sat prepared to be used on the facet of the darkish,
barely-lit room. Whips, crops, and canes of all sizes
and thickness waited on wall brackets for arduous palms to
wield them. A cage waited for an insolent prisoner in
the opposite nook. Lesley’s favourite prop was a tool
they’d purchased commercially– a form of saddle-seat
mount from which protruded a removable dildo. Oh she
beloved that toy!

Rick lit the hearth and introduced it to a roar with the
bellows.

“Strip down, sluts. You first Brenda.”

The little brunette seemed down and although shivering
with fright, kicked off her heels. Unsteadily, he pulled
off his ribbed pink tank prime, exposing his cotton bra.
At fourteen and a half, Brenda had simply been allowed to
graduate from a coaching bra to the true factor, even
although his breasts hadn’t grown, nor would they ever
develop any larger. Gingerly he unzipped his denim
miniskirt. Wriggling out of it, he waited in solely his
pink cotton softcup bra with its skinny straps and the
matching pink cotton bikini panties.

“Now Kelly.”

With a saucy smile, the sixteen and a half yr previous
kicked off his crimson excessive heels and pulled off his midriff
t-shirt. It was tight and browse “Boy Toy” on the entrance
and again. Beneath, his wholesome pert bust was
supported by a crimson lace half-bra, which he thrust out
proudly. Kelly beloved his breasts, the way in which the boys and
male lecturers at college checked out them, the way in which he may
make them jiggle to get consideration.

Sinuously, he pulled down her neon inexperienced spandex bike
shorts to disclose the crimson lace thong panty. It had been a
reward from Daddy for being such a superb woman in serving to to
slut-train his little sister Brenda. He beloved them–
they made him really feel like such a pampered princess!

Months in the past, Kelly had hated to put on the revealing,
provocative clothes he wore now. He had made up his
thoughts to withstand the temptations of the female entice he
was in. He was a male, a twenty-year-old man. Panties
and bras couldn’t change that and he wouldn’t settle for
them as pure. However slowly his emotions modified. Not
that he appreciated what had occurred to him– he missed the
freedom being a person had given him.

All the things female was such a jail– tight garments,
excessive heels, obligatory make-up, every part. And the boring
scorching throb that emanated from the chastity belt reminded
him continually that he had born a male. It was so
irritating by no means to have the ability to scratch the itch beneath,
the itch that was a curse as a result of the issues that his
adoptive mother and father did to him at all times stored it burning.

However his angle had modified. It wasn’t the results of
the punishments he earned every now and then. It wasn’t
the coaching both. It was from inside. It was the
creep in his backbone that rose when he realized he was
changing into superb at dressing up, the silent scream
from understanding he blushed when Daddy complimented him, the
anguish that raged impotently when he started to select and
select from his rising lingerie assortment and get
turned on, even towards his will.

After which his escape plans started to dissolve in gauzy
daydreams. His instincts instructed him if he may discuss to
the precise folks, have them verify his fingerprints or
dental data, then… However a day would cross and these
ideas can be misplaced. And in attempting to rediscover
them, he discovered that pondering was simply too arduous, too
exhausting, too irritating. As an alternative of taking agency
shapes, his ideas grew fuzzy and obscure, like strands
of cotton sweet that dissolved on the merest contact. He
gave up ideas of escape in favor of easier,
less complicated issues like his romance novels and cleaning soap operas,
what to put on and what coloration to color his nails.

Then faculty had began. It was unusual being a pupil
in the identical faculty he had as soon as been a college member of.
Not that he any longer remembered the talents or
schooling he had as soon as had. In the present day Kelly was no extra in a position
to be a steering counselor than he was a rocket
scientist! Fortunately, he wasn’t encumbered with school
prep programs.

Like Brenda, his mother and father had enrolled him basically
overview programs that wouldn’t tax his psychological talents.
The one programs he needed to fear about grades in had been
Dwelling Economics and Fitness center class. Dwelling Ec was necessary
as a result of he was accountable for family cooking and
cleansing, with Brenda as his helper. Fitness center was necessary
as a result of it stored him in form, although aerobics at dwelling
had been additionally anticipated.

Faculty itself was a nervous blur for Brenda. The younger
boy-girl was jumpy and nonetheless unable to deal with the
consideration his ripening female physique and teasing garments
attracted from boys. However for Kelly, being a reasonably excessive
faculty sophomore was fantastic.

Within the garments he wore now and the nubile physique he
sported, he did certainly resemble the Kelly Taylor
character from the Beverly Hills 90210 collection. Candy,
tarty ideas crossed his thoughts as he swung his hips in
the tiny crimson miniskirt for the boys behind him. He started
to search out energy over boys within the smallest methods– by
bending over to disclose some pink cleavage, to toy with a
stray bra strap, to giggle cutely at their foolish jokes,
to intently hear, eyeing them dreamily as they spoke
to him.

He wasn’t permitted a boyfriend by his mother and father. Kelly
was reserved for his or her use alone. Each time he was requested
out on a date, Kelly had realized to reply that there
was a boyfriend who was within the Marines, so, gosh no it
wouldn’t be potential for Kelly to cheat on him, would
it? But when Kelly wasn’t already concerned, and if the
mysterious Marine ever dumped Kelly, may she take a
rain verify and name the boy up? This technique of
assuaging every boy’s ego stored them from pondering the
fairly blonde was “caught up.”

He was allowed to flirt, although, and flirt he did, with
the boys he was starting to consider an increasing number of as
cute and good-looking. As an alternative of being attentive to the
trainer, Kelly would silently select a boy in a
classroom and start to tease him, permitting the fortunate boy
fast peeks of the brilliant polyester or lace panties he
wore as he slowly crossed his legs underneath the desk. Such
habits earned him the popularity of a slut, which he
each resented and accepted. Kelly was Kelly– he
couldn’t assist what he had been changed into.

Daddy sat within the large armchair as Mom took over the
Dwelling Work lesson. She had stripped all the way down to her lingerie-
– a black lace bra, black panties and excessive heels. Her
pale pores and skin and her crimson hair made her a most placing
girl. “Effectively, my pretties, let’s start your lesson as we speak
the place we left off final evening. Brenda, down in your
knees. Now Kelly, you too– however face your little
sister.”

The 2 boy-girls waited, eyes nonetheless downcast. Kelly
usually didn’t thoughts these periods, besides the painful
components after all, however Brenda didn’t. He was nonetheless too
a lot of a prudish little woman for. It was one of many
causes he had to assist slut-train Brenda for his or her
mother and father. Kelly was the proper slut, Daddy mentioned.

“Now, Kelly, lean ahead and kiss Brenda. Present her how
to French kiss. Go on– get to it!” Mom had chosen a
driving crop from the arsenal of disciplinary implements
and waved it threateningly.

On a regular basis after faculty there was a predetermined Homework
Lesson. Instruction was at all times held within the Play Room by
Daddy and Mom. Generally others got here to look at too,
women and men who drank wine and watched. Monday’s
Homework Classes at all times began with French kissing and
foreplay. Tuesday was for breast and nipple play,
Wednesday was devoted to striptease observe, Thursday
oral and physique worship, and Friday was for sextoy
classes, and the weekend was no matter Daddy and Mom
determined. Fridays made Kelly nervous. Mom and Daddy
had such a diversified dildo assortment and a few harm so
a lot. However as we speak was French kissing and Kelly appreciated
French kissing so much.

Kelly obeyed Mom’s instruction, letting his tongue
sink deep into the fourteen-year-old’s comfortable mouth. He
rolled it round, exploring it whilst Brenda’s personal
tongue shyly retreated earlier than its onslaught.

SWAT! “Brenda! Present Huge Sister you’re keen on her again! Go on!

That is the way you be taught!”

Brenda obeyed, and the 2 had been quickly in a passionate
lesbian tongue lock. Lesley seemed up. Rick had pulled
off his shirt and was unzipping his pants. She watched
the boy-girls as they hungrily sought one another’s
mouths for a superb twenty minutes. Then she ordered them
to cease.

Pettishly Kelly withdrew his tongue from Brenda’s mouth.
The youthful teen’s small mouth closed right away.

“Now Kelly I need you to instruct Brenda how one can make out
with a boy. Faux you’re a boy on a date with Brenda.
Brenda, you’re somewhat slut to your man, so don’t
resist, Kelly, because the boy, you recognize that Brenda is straightforward,
so you may take second base. Obtained it?”

Kelly licked his lips and nodded.

“Go on, then.”

Kelly wrapped his arms round Brenda and the brassiered
chests of the 2 sissified boys touched electrically.
“Bren, honey, stick your titties out– boys like that!
Isn’t that proper Mom?”

Lesley patted his lengthy blonde hair. “You’re slut studying
goes effectively, I can inform.”

Kelly’s full lips had been curled into a good, smug smile.
At first, he hadn’t appreciated his slut studying. Mom had
made such an embarrassing deal over it–marking the
articles in Cosmo and New Lady for him to learn. They
had been all intercourse recommendation articles on how one can make your man
really feel good in mattress, methods to flirt and costume provocatively.
He hadn’t paid a lot consideration and located them disgusting.
However after a couple of “pop quizzes” and a few smarting
spankings, Kelly bought the trace.

He started to devour the articles. Then got here the
subscription to Playgirl that now got here recurrently in her
identify. He was allowed to learn it by himself, however Mom’s
questions made it clear he was anticipated to soak up the
contents of each subject fully, condom advertisements included.
He now stored the stack of dog-eared Playgirls by his
nightstand. Not too long ago, Daddy had taken Kelly on lap and
had him learn letters from Penthouse aloud for he and
Mom, particularly the letters from feminine writers. It
at all times bought Daddy in a really, superb temper when Kelly
did this effectively.

“Go on, Kelly.,” Mom snapped. “Brenda, observe your
sister’s recommendation– she’ s solely attempting that will help you be a
higher slut.”

Brenda caught his tiny chest out. Kelly’s small palms
unwrapped themselves and cupped the small providing,
squeezing the nipples. “Moan each time I contact you
Brenda– that manner a boy is aware of you want what he’s doing!”
Kelly had learn this in various instances within the Recommendation
Column in Playgirl.

Brenda started to moan softly as Kelly unhooked the
juvenile bra. Closing his eyes, he started to buck towards
his Huge Sis as Kelly took maintain of the flesh buds. “Is
that proper Kelly? Final time you mentioned boys like this.”

Kelly gave him a full kiss on the lips. “Sure, Little
Sister, that’s good, superb.”

Lesley grinned at Rick. “Our daughters are a few
lezzies, expensive. What do you assume?”

Rick stood up abruptly. “Get the bitches on their
fours,” he ordered.

Kelly and Brenda paused. Kelly placed on a counterfeit
smile. “Oh, do me Daddy! Please, fairly please!?! Do me-
– you mentioned I’m your favourite slut!” He hunched down on
his elbows and supplied his panty-thonged bottom up for
anal rape.

However Daddy crooked his finger at Brenda. “Come right here you
little slut and get me moist.”

Kelly circled. “Please Daddy! Final time you actually
harm her! Please- I prefer it and she or he doesn’t! Do me!” However
all he bought was a vicious slap from Lesley.

“I’ll do you fairly child– don’t fear. Your gap will
get stuffed.

Now get again down in your fours going through Brenda.”

“Brenda, you’re going to be Daddy’s little cocksucker,
aren’t you? You little bitch– you know the way a lot you
love the style of my cum! And in case you a lot as let your
braces scratch my cock– even somewhat– you’ll get a
beating you gained’t neglect!” With that warning, Rick
jammed his cock down the fourteen yr previous’s throat,
cruelly filling the tight orifice. Utilizing his ponytail as
a ripcord, he pulled the younger teen up and all the way down to
guarantee equal devotion to all the size of his shaft.
Lastly he pulled the ponytail down, releasing Brenda’s
mouth with a pop. The red-faced teen seemed up in
terror.

“Please Daddy! It hurts! It hurts a lot!” As he
begged, he clutched her breasts, crossing his legs
desperately.

With out answering, he took the ponytail once more and yanked
his face all the way down to the ground. “Stick your ass up within the
air like a superb woman or I’ll whip it off of you!”

A whimper, then the pink bikini’ed butt was pulled up
and raised for Mason’s merciless utilization. Kelly checked out his
slave sister in submission , ready for his personal use.
Behind him, he felt Mom’s palms commanding his personal
hips to boost. Then the nails scraping across the crimson
lace thong, yanking it down. Then the chilly tip of the
thick plastic strap-on phallus towards his anal rosebud.

No lubricant, no gentleness, only a mighty heave and
Kelly was stuffed with the missile. He checked out his poor
little sister. Brenda had dissolved into tears as Daddy
rammed the helpless rag doll of a boy-girl from behind.
He may see the eyes open extensive in worry and agony then
shut as he pulled again, then repeated their opening.

“Let the lezzies love each other, Lesley!” Daddy
commanded. Kelly may really feel his hips being reamed and
pushed ahead towards Brenda, his companion in rape.
Their faces had been pressured ahead, nose-to-nose.

“Go on– make out, girlies! Make kissy face for us!
Kelly, inform your little sister how one can be a superb piece of
ass for Daddy!” Daddy ordered.

Kelly nudged his tongue in Brenda’s mouth. Brenda limply
responded when Daddy landed a tough slap on his naked
thigh.

“Bren, Daddy likes it once you buck your hips again in
rhythm to his. Go on, do it!”

The fourteen yr previous checked out his slave sister in
distress. “Kel, it hurts a lot! It hurts me soooo a lot!”

“Simply do it, Brenda! Sluts like us buck our hips to our
lovers’ rhythm. Come on, I do know you are able to do it!”

And Brenda gasped, and obeyed. Slowly he was selecting up
the rhythm of his adoptive father’s rape and responding
to it. Daddy grunted in approval. He pushed Brenda
ahead once more, happy. Whilst the 2 had been being
brutally taken from behind, they made comfortable lesbian
kissing love, older boy-sister to youthful boy-sister,
teenagers in mild warmth.

Kelly knew Daddy had shot his scorching jism into Brenda as he
gasped for breath and surged ahead. Mom at all times took
longer. Kelly threw his hips into overdrive, rocking
backwards and forwards like a professional. Mom responded by stepping
up her thrusts until she had overtaken Kelly. Then like a
rider breaking in a mount, she slowly completed off,
pulling out of an exhausted Kelly.

“Clear me off girlie,” Mom ordered. Kelly scrambled
to his knees and took the gooey lengthy black plastic cock,
deep-throating it. He wrapped her lips tightly towards
the facet. Dildos and strap-ons needed to be cleaned
flawlessly and there had been many classes in doing it.
Kelly was good– a pure cocksucker, Daddy known as him,
however Brenda was nonetheless studying.

“Owww! Silly little slut!” Kelly seemed over. Brenda
had been put to the identical activity as he had, however his little
sister had made some mistake. Mom yanked Kelly’s
blonde mane like a leash to his personal cocksucking duties.

“Rattling bitch! You bought my hair caught in your braces!
Arghhh!” Daddy backhanded Brenda, wrenching his steel
mouth free from his cock. He seemed up, quivering.

“I’m sorry Daddy!” he yelped, but it surely was too late. He
hauled the fourteen-year-old up by his palms and locked
his wrists within the manacles. Slowly he raised the winch
up, lifting the teenager onto his tiptoes. With relish, he
picked out a paddle, testing it towards his palm.

“I’ll train you to be so careless, Brenda!” He swung the
paddle again and landed it squarely on his cupcake
asscheeks. Brenda screamed however the soundproofed partitions
retained the music of his agony throughout the room. Once more
and once more the paddle fell.

Kelly may really feel his mistress’es curiosity swap to the
helpless boy-girl’s punishment. He continued to lap the
plastic dildo clear, hoping to keep away from displeasing Mom
the way in which Brenda had displeased Daddy. His chin was
cupped. Mom unbuckled the strap-on.

“I wish to watch Brenda get what’s coming to her. Come
with me– in your fours, bitch!” Mom walked to the
armchair Daddy had been sitting in earlier. Kelly
adopted her, a kitten following its mistress. She sat
down, spreading her legs. With straightforward finesse, she hooked
her thumb within the band of her black panty and pulled the
dainty factor off. Beneath, her bright-red haired cleft
was moist and glowing.

“Pleasure me, Blue Eyes. Pleasure me effectively. Otherwise you’ll get
what Brenda is getting.” She unfold her thighs extensive open
and reclined with a dry smile.

Kelly fastidiously nuzzled his face to the older girl’s
intercourse and commenced to lick the furry edgings of Mrs. Mason’s
pussy. He had been skilled how to do that and knew
exactly the place and the way lengthy to lick. As Brenda whined
for mercy from Daddy, he reminded himself that he should
train Brenda how one can be a cuntlapper. It might be an
necessary slut talent for his lil sis to know!

Mom stroked his hair now virtually appreciatively and he
renewed his oral worship, pleased to maintain the girl pleased.
After a superb thirty minutes, all through which she stuffed
Kelly’s mouth twice together with her stickiness, Dr. Lesley
Mason pushed the beautiful blonde away. She seemed for
one thing on the ground, discovered it and picked it up with
toes. It was her discarded black lace panties.

“Clear the crotch. A candy deal with for a superb little
bitch!” She patted Kelly on the pinnacle and the blonde
dutifully unfold the panty crotch face up and commenced to
give it lengthy, loving licks– tasting with every his
adoptive mom’s love juice.

Brenda’s manacles had been lowered in order that he now
crouched on his knees in entrance of Rick Mason. He was
crying hysterically, promising to be a superb slut for
Daddy. “Please don’t hit me any extra!” he screeched.

Daddy seemed down on the teen boy-girl. “See what a superb
woman Kelly is, Brenda? Why can’t you be extra like her?
She how she likes being an attractive bimbo slut now? Bear in mind
how at first she didn’t?”

“Sure, Daddy! Please don’t harm me anymore!” he pleaded
manically.

He slapped her and continued. “Quiet, wench. Now hear.
Kelly goes to be supplying you with an increasing number of slut
classes and I count on you to pay shut consideration–
UNDERSTAND?”

He nodded dumbly.

“Good. Now I need you to kiss your Daddy’s balls– AND
DON’T YOU DARE SCRATCH THEM WITH YOUR BRACES!”

Brenda bent his head and commenced the humiliating activity,
pleased simply to not be additional punished. He supplied loving
adoration to every of his Daddy’s sweaty, furry balls as
he held Brenda’s black ponytail as a rein.

“That’s my attractive little girlie! Inside these balls I’m
making cum only for my Brenda-girl to drink! Wouldn’t
you want a pleasant sticky mouthful of Daddy’s cum?”

Brenda nodded, his tongue too busy to reply. His cock
was rising once more and Daddy rubbed it towards the teenager’s
pale face. Abruptly, he drew the ponytail again and aimed
the cock at Brenda’s naked chest. In a second, Brenda’s
two small bubbles had been lined with a sheet of the
spunk.

“Is Kelly carried out cleansing your panties, Lesley? I’ve a
chore for her.”

Mom snapped her fingers and Kelly seemed up. “Your
Daddy has a job for you.”

Rick Mason pointed at Brenda’s small cum coated titties.

“Clear your sister’s little hooters off, girlie. Milk
them good.”

Kelly nodded sweetly. He wasn’t about to get Daddy mad
at her by sassing. In addition to cum wasn’t so dangerous tasting. He
lowered his lips to Brenda’s nipple and commenced to tongue
off the salty snack. As he did, Brenda started to moan in
his bondage, pushing his boobs lewdly ahead, grasping
for extra sisterly consideration. The mother and father watched because the
older teen boy-girl made like to the opposite’s small
female mounds.

“Candy pets, aren’t they Rick?” his spouse requested. Her
husband nodded. “And so they thought they had been boys. Why
they’re the cutest little teenage bimbos I’ve ever seen.
Brenda– so harmless! And Kelly– so sexy!”

That evening they had been instructed that they might be rewarded
for doing such a superb job on their “homework” by being
allowed to sleep with one another. It was a beautiful
deal with, thought Kelly as he watched his youthful sister
prepare for mattress. The brunette had come to search out Kelly
his greatest good friend, a lot smarter and extra subtle.
Why, Kelly bought to put on the prettiest lace panties and
bras, which he wore on these large breasts of his! If he
needed to be a lady and have an older sister, he was glad
it was Kelly! And he simply beloved cuddling along with his fairly
older sis too.

“Kelly,” he requested, “what would you like your Lil Sis in?”
He knew he was teasing, however couldn’t assist it.

Kelly had given him a “you recognize higher than that” look.
“Don’t be such a bitch, Bren! You know the way attractive you look<br>
in your crimson panties. And don’t neglect your bra! You realize<br>
Daddy and Mom need your breasts to get as a lot form<br>
and elevate as they’ll. They’re so small and dainty they<br>
must be in a bra as a lot as they’ll. You possibly can’t maintain<br>
not carrying your bra to mattress– they’ll discover out and<br>
punish