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Hey, where you going?"
I'm going upstairs to change, if that's okay with you." I retorted with some
anger evident in my voice.
"Sure, that's sound like a good idea. Let's go." With that Jason got up and
started following me upstairs.
"Jason, I said I'm going to change. I don't need you to help me change. I'm
quite capable to do it myself. You could have helped me with the dishes and
cleaning up if you really wanted to do something."
"I know you don't need my help to change. I just figured I'd watch. I never
watched a girl undress before. I thought I might learn something."
"Jason, that's so embarrassing. I don't want you to watch me change and see me
in my underwear and all. That's a personal thing."
"Yup. But it's not as personal as your little secret though. Now that is
something that is really personal. If that got out, it would create quite a
stir, wouldn't it?"
"Oh, alright. Do what you want." I said knowing I had no other option as I
walked hastily up the stairs to my messy room, hoping he would change his mind
and just leave me alone. But the sound of Jason's footsteps on the stairs right
behind me left little chance of that happening.
When I got to my room I thought for a second or two what I wanted to wear and I
opted just for a cute pair of shorts and a summer top. I kicked off my heels and
opened my drawer and removed a pretty pair of teal blue shorts and a white and
teal sleeveless top. I was now faced with the dilemma of where to change. I
figured I'd make a dash for the bathroom and change in there before Jason
figured out what I was doing. But as I walked into the bath Jason stood right by
the door blocking my access. Realizing my ploy wouldn't work I returned to my
bedroom and laid my things on the bed.
As I stood there I realized it was almost a year since a boy has seen me in my
underwear. And that boy was my brother. I was with lots of other girls during
the year but changing in front of another boy was so much more embarrassing.
Changing in front of Jason would mean he would see me in really cute, feminine
things that only girls are supposed to wear. But I knew Jason was not going to
leave and I also knew I wanted to change out of this dress.
I took a deep breath, reached back and unzipped my dress, letting it fall from
my shoulders to my waist, exposing my pretty lace brassiere.
Jason immediately noticed my budding breasts. "Wow. You have breasts like a real
girl. That's unreal."
"Yeah. I know. It started since I've been wearing these clothes. Mom said it
might be caused from wearing bras all the time. But I think it may have
something to do with those vitamins she has me taking too."
"Do those bras hurt? They sure look uncomfortable and tight."
"Yes. Some of them are uncomfortable and they're a pain when you have to wear
them all the time. But mom says I have to wear them so I don't have a choice in
the matter. She's says its not proper for a young girl to go braless especially
in the summer. Mom says nice girls always wear a bra and that it looks trampy if
I try to go without one occasionally."
I dropped my dress to the floor and stepped out of it, picking it up to hang
back in my closet. I felt extremely awkward standing there in front of Jason in
only a bra, a pair of panties and pantyhose. I could practically feel his eyes
undressing me completely. I felt so vulnerable standing there so scantily clad.
"Man, you even look like a chick undressed. Are you sure you're really not a
girl? I can't believe you can look this good."
"Jason, please don't embarrass me. This is hard enough with you sitting there
watching me." But I figured I might as well speed up the process and get it over
with so I quickly grabbed the waistband of my pantyhose and pulled them down to
my ankles. I lifted my right foot and then my left and tossed them on my dirty
lingerie from last night that were still on the floor.
"Are those things hard to get on? They look like they come off a lot easier than
I thought."
"I don' t know. I never really think about it like that. I guess they're not
that hard to put on either. You just need to be careful that you don't' poke
your finger or toenails through them or catch them on your nails. They run easy
and then they're ruined."
"Turn around." Jason practically ordered me.
"No way." I said with as much indignation as I could muster.
"Turn around or I'll come over there and make you, little girl."
"No, I won't. And I'm not a little girl anyway."
"Okay then, have it your way." And with that he walked over and spun me around
so my butt was facing towards him. As he started to back away, I quickly turned
again to face him.
"Turn around so I can check out your butt."
"No way, butt head." I yelled.
With that Jason walked over, grabbed me and playfully threw me down on the bed.
"No one calls me butthead. Say you're sorry or else."
"I will not. Besides I'm not sorry. You're acting like a butthead anyway so the
name fits."
"Okay then. I guess I have to punish you for being a bad little girl. I can see
you still have a lot to learn about dealing with the superior sex."
He then half picked me up and before I even realized what he was doing I found
myself lying across his lap.
"Jason, just what do you think you're doing?" I yelled at him as I struggled to
get up.
"I'm going to spank you for being a bad girl and calling me a butt head until
you apologize and promise to be a good little girl for the rest of the day."
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! His hand made contact with my butt through the thin
panties I was wearing. The first few whacks only seemed to hurt a little so I
wasn't all that concerned at first. But that was soon to change.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! The next blows hurt more than I expected and I actually
felt my butt beginning to get sore. I couldn't see it but I could feel that my
cheeks had to be getting red already. I haven't been spanked like that since I
was two or three years old so my bottom wasn't used to getting whacked like
that.
"Jason, stop that. You're hurting me." I said in earnest as I tried to wiggle
from his grasp.
"It's supposed to hurt. That's what happens when you're bad and you have to be
spanked." He said.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Three more blows rained down on my tender butt cheeks. I
could almost hear the whacking sound echo through the entire bedroom and my
bottom was in pain.
Jason. That really hurts. Please stop." I cried out in true pain.
Teasing Jason hit my butt softly as he spoke. "So now you know who the boss is.
Why don't you just apologize and tell me you'll be a good little girl for the
rest of the day like I asked you to do."
"Jason, please." I begged to no avail as he smacked my bottom one more time.
WHACK! Another blow reigned down on my pantied bottom. My thin panties provided
practically no protection from his smacks and my butt felt like it was on fire
by now.
"Come on, you know what to say. Just say you're sorry for calling me a butt head
and that you promise to be a good little girl all day. Just say it now."
WHACK! This one really hurt and I could feel myself welling up with tears from
both the pain and the embarrassment. I couldn't believe that tears were running
down my cheeks like I was a little baby. My will to fight was almost totally
gone and my butt was on fire from the spanking.
"Jason, I'm sorry for calling you a butt head."
"And?" Jason said as he patted my butt as a subtle warning for me to say the
rest of his stupid request. He really wanted me to say that I would be a good
little girl.
I hesitated for a few seconds since I still did not want to tell him I would be
a good little girl. He just wanted to embarrass me even more.
WHACK!
My butt was so sore that each new whack hurt more and more. This final blow was
too much and immediately complied with the final part of his instructions in a
tearful voice.
"And I promise to be a good little girl all day." I wailed.
"See. That wasn't so hard now was it? It's good for you to realize that you
really are just a little girl but it was cute that you tried so hard to resist
saying it. So do you want to sit up now like a big girl?"
"Jason, come one now. Don't be a jerk. I said what you wanted so please let me
up. I can't believe you spanked me like some baby. Please let me up." I cried.
"Okay. You can get up. I didn't mean to hurt you." He said as he released me
from his grip.
I got up immediately and unconsciously started rubbing my very sore behind.
"You want Jason to kiss it and make it all better?" He said in a combination of
humor and teasing.
"No. Can I have my clothes so I can get dressed?" I asked hesitantly.
"Sure in a few minutes...Just go stand by your dresser and turn around for me
and pose. I want to see how you look. Remember? That's why you got your spanking
in the first place. And you promised to be a good little girl all day and to do
what you're told, right?"
"Yes. But I only said that since you were spanking me." I said with little
enthusiasm as I moved over to my dresser. I felt funny standing there in my bra
and panties and wasn't all that happy that Jason wanted me to pose. I still
wasn't used to having a boy see me dressed or should I say undressed like this.
Somehow I felt standing around in front of a boy wearing only panties and a bra
is a bit too intimate. However, a part of me also found it enticing and
exciting. Imagine some boy wanting me to pose for him. It kind of reminded me of
the day Mikey's friends came over and we teased them with our sexy clothes and
stuff. So I stood there with my hand on my hip and very slowly turned around.
"You know you look good from the back too and you're practically wearing nothing
at all. You could even wear a bikini to the beach and no one would know a thing.
You have a really good figure. Have you gone to the beach yet?"
"No, not yet. I'm not really sure I want to go to the beach anymore." I
answered.
"Maybe you can wear one when we go to Florida in a few weeks on our family
vacation. I just know you'll look really hot in one of those little bikinis." Oh
my God, he's right. I almost forgot that mom told me we'd be going to Disney
World for vacation with Jason and my aunt. Every few years we always went away
together and this summer was one of those times. But, Jason now was thinking of
me as a girl and he wants me to pack a bikini to wear on vacation. How would I
ever survive an entire vacation with him and my stupid brother? As I was
contemplating this new development, Jason walked over towards me. I could see
him looking in my open dresser drawers that were filled with all my under
things. Picking up one of my cute, scanty pairs of lace panties, he had a big
smile on his face.
"Wow. You wear all this sexy stuff? These panties seem awfully small. And you
sure have a lot of underwear. What is all this stuff?"
"Jason, those are my personal things. Get your mitts off my panties."
"Hey, at least you're not wearing them so calm down. Or would you rather that I
touch the cute ones you have on now. Do you really wear all these frilly things?
What's this?" He said holding up one of my camisoles.
"If you must know it's a camisole. Girls wear them under certain types of tops.
God, you're so nosy." I reached over and snatched my camisole from his hand.
"How would you like it if I put my hand in your drawers and touched all your
underwear."
Jason immediately started laughing and then it dawned on me how that must have
sounded especially considering what had just transpired between the two of us. I
blushed a bright red as he continued laughing his head off.
"Dani, if you remember correctly, you already had your hands in my drawers and
you certainly got to touch some of my things as well, not to mention a few body
parts. I'm sure you remember that since it just happened. I sure have
forgotten."
"Oh, I remember alright, but don't forget that you made me do that too so don't
be such a wise guy." I answered with my head down. I couldn't even muster the
courage to look him in the eyes as he stood there smirking.
"Well, maybe I made you in the beginning but you got into it after that. I could
tell. You liked all the attention. You liked it last night at the dance and you
liked what we did today. You're just too afraid to admit it. You're afraid to
admit that you like being a girl."
"Sure I enjoyed last night. I'll admit that. But going to my first real dance
was something special and I got to wear my new dress and everything. And you
were so nice last night and then today you turn into a big jerk."
"I'm sorry." Jason said as he took me in his arms and hugged me. "I didn't mean
to be a jerk. It's just you're so pretty and I couldn't help myself. Besides
this is good for you too. I mean, trust me, guys are going to hit on you and
stuff all the time considering how cute you are so at least you'll have some
experience and kind of know what to do. And believe me, you did it pretty good,
too. I really liked the way you touched me."
"I guess that's true." I said as my head continued to rest on Jason's chest.
Jason pulled away slightly and looked at me and surprised me by giving me a warm
kiss.
With out bodies pressed together and with me still in only my bra and panties, I
could instantly feel his rod growing bigger once again in his pants. I was
hoping that another lesson wasn't about to start. One was enough for the day.
Jason must have sensed my uncomfortable ness.
"Don't get nervous. I'm not going to do anything."
"Thanks. Can I put on my shorts now?" I asked in a hopeful voice, surprised that
I was actually asking Jason if I could get dressed but I didn't want to risk
another spanking or even worse another sex session. I figured that if I were
dressed in something less revealing his urges may be lessened.
"I was hoping you'd wear one of your short skirts for me today. If you do that,
you can get dressed."
Seeing little choice I agreed. Even I knew that wearing a mini skirt is still a
lot better than standing around in thin panties. I think this was a lesson every
girl knew at a very young age; even girls who were really boys knew this fact.
So I grabbed a denim mini skirt and a top from my closet and in a flash put them
on. I think I must have set some type of record for speed dressing but I didn't
want to stand there for one second longer wearing my underwear especially after
that last kiss and embrace.
Just as I finished I heard a car horn beep in the driveway so I figured my
mother and aunt were finally back from their outing. Somehow I was glad to have
the company of a few other women.
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