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Choices & Consequences
By Apple
Lee was in trouble, and he knew it. Worse than knowing he was in
trouble was the knowledge that it was his own fault. It had started a
couple of years ago, when his father had met, fallen in love with, and
soon married, the much younger Laura. In fact, to the then-eleven Lee,
she had seemed more like the age of a sister than a parent, only
nineteen to his dad's fifty-odd years. Maybe it was the age difference
that caused it, but the two never got along - Lee resented being
'mothered' by someone who was still pretty much a kid herself, and took
every opportunity to make her life hell when his father wasn't about.
Of course, until three months ago, she hadn't been in any position to
do anything about it, but Lee knew that things would be very different
now.
After the funeral, Lee had been told he would stay with some obscure
relative, a third cousin twice removed, or something. He'd never met
her before, but they seemed to get on OK, and he was quite enjoying
living in the country for a change, when she'd told him that it was
only for a short time, to let Laura have some space before she took him
back. Apparently, he'd hidden his hatred of Laura too well from his
dad, the old man had left everything to her, blindly trusting Lee's
entire future to Laura.
And now it was the big day, Lee sat in the aging car as it rumbled into
the large driveway of his dad's... well, now Laura's... house,
crunching to a halt on the gravel, delivering him to whatever horrible
fate awaited him. He wasn't in any hurry to get out, and had to be
prodded by his cousin, who assumed the delay was due to his reluctance
to leave the countryside.
Lee sat on the couch, watching Laura, who was sitting in the seat she
was well aware was his favourite, as she chatted to the cousin, telling
her that, yes, she had been considering moving to the countryside...
They talked for what seemed like hours before the cousin decided to
leave, leaving Lee to watch helplessly out the window as his last
chance of freedom drove away.
Thinking he'd best get whatever was coming over with, he got up to meet
Laura as she returned from seeing the cousin out, only to be greeted by
the odd sight of her locking the front door with a key on the inside...
She'd had the lock replaced, and now there was no way to open the door
without a key! Seeing the surprised look on his face, Laura muttered
something about crime rates, walking past him, back to the living room.
As Lee followed her, she told him simply to go to bed, they needed to
talk in the morning, and that they were both too tired to deal with it
right now. Lee wasn't too tired, really, but figured he'd best try to
keep her happy for the minute, so he went to his room, where he played
on his computer for a bit, cursing Laura for not having paid the bill
for the internet connection, before going to bed, where he lay,
thinking about the future, for a long time before sleep claimed him.
The next morning, Lee took a long hot shower, washing away the cobwebs
of the night's sleep, and trying to steel himself for the day ahead.
Even this little luxury, though, was spoiled by her - she'd thrown out
his shower stuff, obviously thinking it was his dad's, so he had to use
some of hers. The shampoo smelt a bit girly for his tastes, but he
figured it wasn't much of a big deal. When he got out of the shower,
though, he couldn't find any decent towels, and had to make do with one
of Laura's girly pink ones. He knew he looked pretty stupid as he
wrapped himself in it, so he dashed to his room as fast as he could.
When he got there, he was stunned to find that his door wouldn't open!
He pushed on it harder, then kicked it, all to no avail. He turned
around, only to find Laura standing behind him, a smug look on her face
as she twirled a key on a loop of ribbon, no doubt the new key to his
room. He snatched for it, but she quickly pulled it out of his reach.
"Later" she told him, "after we've had a little 'chat'."
"Can't I at least get dressed first?!"
"No. Downstairs. Now."
He sat, again on the couch, as she sat it his seat, lecturing him.
"Things are going to change, Lee, I'm sick of you being such a spoiled
little brat, and I'm not taking it. You said to me a while back that
you wanted to be treated like an adult... Well, now you're going to get
a chance. You're going to get to make lots of choices, and learn to
take the consequences of your actions. Won't that be nice?" The smile
she gave him told him that it definitely wouldn't be nice, so he just
shrugged. She stood up, and motioned him to follow her upstairs.
He watched as she opened the door to the spare room, and was surprised
by how it looked. It had been redecorated, plain white walls replacing
the old wallpaper, a plain white bed the only furniture in the room
now. On the bed were two sets of clothing, two sets of jeans and T-
shirts. He looked to her in confusion, as she explained; "Now, grownup
Lee, here's your first choice - those sets of clothes. One set is a
pair of your jeans, your old T-shirt. The other is a set of girl's
clothes, still a T-shirt and jeans, but girl's ones. Which do you want
to wear?" As he looked at the clothes more closely, he could see she
was right - on the left were his clothes, but the ones on the right
were slightly different - the jeans buttoned the wrong way, and were
shaped a bit differently. The T-shirt was plain white, the same as his,
but it went in a bit at the waist, and the neck was shaped a bit
differently. He couldn't figure out what she was doing, but didn't
really care, as he went for his clothes without bothering to answer.
"One thing before you decide, Lee... Remember we said about
consequences? Well, if you pick the boy's clothes, all of your
punishments today are doubled... Your choice..." He shrugged, thinking
that wearing girl's clothes would be worse that any punishment she
could force on him, shutting the door on her as he slipped into his
comfortably worn-in clothes. Outside, Laura grinned at his choice, and
went to the bathroom on her way back downstairs.
Lee was still wondering what the hell she was playing at as he was
walking downstairs, before the sounds of daytime TV distracted him.
This was another thing that never failed to irritate him about Laura,
that she didn't bother to get a job. He knew his dad had been pretty
well off, but he didn't see how that excused Laura from working,
instead of just sponging off of his old man. He was still thinking how
unfair the situation was as he walked into the room where Laura was
watching some talk show, her feet up on a stool. As he came in, though,
she put the program onto mute, and turned to face him. "Remember what
we said about consequences? Well, I've seen the state you left the
bathroom in. You're going to go back up there and tidy it up, and while
you're up there, you're going to try and guess what your punishment is
for making that mess. Go on!" She shooed him out of the room with a
wave of her hand, and went back to watching her talk show.
Of course, Lee didn't go straight to the bathroom; first he tried the
front door, but, as he expected, it was locked. The back door was the
same story. Even the windows had been fitted with some sort of bar to
make sure they only opened a couple of inches at most. So, he figured,
he was stuck in the house until Laura let him out. And that was only
going to happen if she wasn't mad at him. Sighing, Lee climbed the
stairs, ever resentful of the fact that Laura was still sat watching TV
downstairs while he was sent to do the housework.
By the time he came back downstairs, Lee was fuming. It'd hadn't even
been a day, and he was sick of Laura's reign over him. He was caught
between the need to rant at her, tell her how unfair she was being, and
the need for some freedom. He decided to compromise, to play nice until
she let him go, then he could run over to his friend's place, and spend
the day bitching about how unfair it all was. He'd barely walked into
the living room when Laura was dragging him back upstairs again to
inspect his work. Luckily, he'd guessed she might do that, so he
actually put a bit of effort into it.
"Hmm... Not bad, I guess... So, any idea what you're punishment is
going to be?"
"No idea, take away my allowance?"
"No, no, no, Lee, you don't seem to have gotten the hang of this yet...
An allowance is a privilege, which is earned by good behaviour. You
haven't been good, so no allowance, but you've actually been bad as
well, so you get punished. It's pretty simple, you'll soon get the hang
of it. Now, pass me my hairbrush..."
At this point, Lee could see clearly what was coming, and made a break
for the front door, forgetting that it was locked. Sure enough, a few
seconds later, he was trapped between the locked door and an advancing
Laura. Being on the young end of puberty, and so not having much in the
way of muscle, Lee didn't stand a chance, and was soon manhandled into
the living room, where his pants and underwear were removed with no
thought as to his dignity. Even worse, he was soon forced over Laura's
knee, and soundly beaten with the brush, made to count each agonising
stroke aloud. Ten strokes on his young behind for the state of the
bathroom, and he was sobbing. Another fifteen for trying to run away,
and he was howling in agony, when Laura finally stopped.
"Right... Have you learnt your lesson, Lee? Or do I need to carry on?"
"No, God, no, no more, please! I'm sorry, I'll keep the place tidy,
just stop!"
"Good, it sounds like you're learning fast. So, I think you've had
enough..."
"Thank-you, please, let me go now?"
"Well, I would, you've learnt your lesson... But... You chose to wear
the boy's clothes... And what does that mean, Lee?"
"No! No... Please... No more..."
"What does it mean, Lee?"
"More... You're going to... to hit me more..."
"That's right, Lee. I'm sorry, I don't want to do this, you've already
learned your lesson, but this is what you chose."
He lay on the floor, a small ball of agony, trying to hold all the
parts of him that hurt, and sobbing to himself. His stepmother, just a
few feet away, was watching a quiz show, the sound turned up high to
drown out his misery. The rest of the day followed much the same
pattern, with the slightest infringement to her unspoken rules
resulting in severe punishment for him, a punishment that was then
repeated simply because he chose to wear his own clothes. He wasn't
allowed out all day, because being allowed outside was, apparently, a
privilege which he was a long way away from earning. That night, he
sobbed himself to sleep in the spare room, his own room still locked
away from him, sleeping on his front to try and save his poor behind
further discomfort.
He woke the following morning to the harsh glare of sunlight on bare
white walls, his aches and pains a reminder that the previous day
hadn't been just a nightmare. For a moment, he stayed where he was,
hoping for some sort of salvation, before forcing himself out of bed to
face the day ahead. As he noticed the clothes on the floor in front of
him, he realised that Laura had sneaked into his room at some point
while he was sleeping, and laid out two sets of clothes, the same as
the day before; one set his own, and the other girl's clothes, similar
to his own, but subtly more feminine. He looked at the clothes, as he
had done the day before, but paying more attention this time - if he
was honest, the girl's clothes really weren't that different to his
own, and he knew that wearing them would save him half of the pain...
But still, he would know, Laura would know, and the battered remnants
of his pride held out as he slid his tattered jeans over his legs,
taking care not to rub the rough fabric over his sore behind.
That day was possibly worse than the one before for Lee, and despite
his best efforts, Laura seemed to take any tiny excuse to punish him.
By the end of the day, Lee was learning to avoid most of the things
that provoked her, but was still very sore as he lay in bed that night.
The next morning, he sat, cross-legged, trying not to look at the
choice in front of him; more pain than he was resigned to anyway, or
the humiliation of wearing girl's clothes. Not that it was the clothes
themselves that bothered him, more the fact that by wearing them he
would be admitting his fear of her. But still, he wasn't sure he could
handle another day of 'double punishment'...
Laura tried to hold her focus on the television as he walked in, tried
not to let the grin show, as she noticed that her bratty stepson had
chosen to wear girl's clothes for the day. She wondered if he realised
how much the clothes he had chosen emphasised what little waist he had,
how the subtle differences affected his appearance much more than they
would suggest... Right now, he looked like either a very effeminate
boy, or a tomboy girl, she wasn't sure which... If it wasn't for the
short hair, she really wouldn't have known the difference. She made a
mental note to go easier on him that day, but not so easy he would be
tempted to double it tomorrow...
Lee sat on the floor of the bedroom again, looking at the clothes...
Yesterday had been so much better, Laura had seemed much more forgiving
than before, or maybe it was that he had only been receiving half the
punishment for the things he did wrong... And, like it or not, he was
already associating his old clothes with extra pain... His old clothes,
or the new ones... These were similar to the clothes he'd worn
yesterday, but just a little more feminine... The jeans were lower-cut,
and more shaped, and the T-shirt had just a touch of a lace edging
around the bottom, although he figured he could hide it by tucking it
into the jeans...
Again, Laura tried to hide her grin as she watched him walk into the
room... Yesterday had been the first, but today showed that her plan
was really working. She was going to ruin the little brat's life as
much as he'd tried to ruin hers, tried to spoil her love with his
father, and she was going to finally vent the hate that had built up as
the kid had poisoned every precious moment they'd spent together... The
key was to make him think that whatever he chose was worth it... too
much pain, and he'd give up and wear his old clothes anyway, too little
and he'd risk doubling it. And, as long as he wore the girl's clothes,
she'd add to the pain a little more each day, not so much that he would
notice, but so that it would be harder and harder for him to change
back to his old ways... And so, time passed...
Yet again, Lee sat on his floor, grimly contemplating the choice before
him. He was well aware of what was happening... The girl's clothes, his
clothes now, were growing steadily more feminine, and now extended to
his underwear, but he couldn't bring himself to wear his old clothes,
couldn't imagine how he'd ever managed to cope with double
punishments... just the thought of doubling the fifty strokes he'd
received yesterday for leaving the toilet lid up made him tremble. As
he wriggled into the boot-cut dusky pink jeans, as he tied the ribbons
on the shoulders of his vest into large bows, he was just glad that
there was something he could do to lessen the pain...
The next day, Lee was horrified. There was only one set of clothes on
the floor, his old clothes, which he couldn't even think about wearing
anymore. Knowing that this was a sign of bad things ahead, he went
downstairs without dressing. As he walked into the living room, he was
shivering, though not from the cold. Laura looked up at his naked form,
smirking. "Is there something I can do for you, Lee?"
"Umm... You forgot... I mean... There's only one set of clothes out..."
"Oh! I'm sorry Lee... Don't you want to wear the clothes I left out for
you?"
"Uh, I'd rather not, if that's OK?"
"Why ever not, Lee?"
"They're, uh, they're boy's clothes, Laura..."
"And you don't want to wear them?"
He knew damn well she was playing with him now, so he thought he'd
better just get it over with. "I'd rather wear girl's clothes,
please..."
By this point, Laura was having a hard time keeping control of
herself... He didn't know it, but Lee had just given her great material
on the camera she kept hidden on the shelf... And now she could really
start to punish him... "I don't know, Lee, girl's clothes aren't really
meant for boys... You don't have the figure for them..."
"Please, Laura, please let me wear the girl's clothes?!"
The boy was near incoherent at the thought of having to wear boy's
clothes, the terror of worsening the pain he knew was coming was just
the tool she needed... "Well, there is one way I could let you wear
girl's clothes..."
"What!? Anything, please, Laura!"
"Well, I got hold of these tablets... I thought this might happen... If
you take one each day, you can wear the clothes you want for the time
being...?"
"Yes, thank-you, thank-you, I'll do it, anything, thank-you..."
He carried on for some time, hugging her knees, and so on. If it hadn't
been him, Laura would have gotten thoroughly bored, but revenge was a
dish she was far from tired of.
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