Brian's Humiliation

by Lilly

Brian II

 

The doorbell rang.

'Oh, that'll be Helen, come with the dress' said Milly.

Brian stared at her in disbelief, just when he had thought things could get no worse, his sister told him that his cousin, whom he hated was going to be introduced into the act. He looked around for somewhere to hide but it was already too late...

Oh, just look at the little sissy isn't he adorable, I'll always thought you'd look cute in pink Brian. Which is why I've got you this lovely pink dress...

The gleefully smiling girl, all winsome charm now that her formerly macho cousin was under her control, held out a remarkable concoction of pink frills. Brian stepped forward into the dress and felt the rustle of petticoat as the dress was slowly brought up around his calves. He put his hands through the arm holes and noted the way the sleeves were bunched up into a ruck of pink frills. He felt the back of the dress being zippped up, and looked down to see a sweetheart neckline adorned with the finest lace frill. The dress was nipped in sharpley to define his slim waist, but the petticoats held out the short skirt at mid thigh height, leaving his smooth shorn legs naked down to the frill of his anklets. Brian felt his eyes prick with tears.

The two girls were helpless with laughter, but soon saw that they could have more fun with the helpless lad.

Now Brian, give us a twirl, no, come on now faster, that's it we got a nice look at your pantied bottom then; very cute. You must learn to curtsey. Keep looking at me, take the edge of your skirt in your hands, cross your legs...that's it; very demure, you're making quite the young lady.

Brian had to endure an hour of this teasing humiliation at the hands of his twin tormentors, they reminded him of every crass sexist joke and comment he had made, they forced him to speak in the lisping tones of a little girl and he was made to beg, in the sweetest Shirley temple manner, to be allowed into frills more often. A wish the girls were only too happy to grant.

    

    

    

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