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"Wedding Dress Punishment"
Little Timmy was a good boy. He didn't get into trouble and usually
stayed close to home. But he did get into things. His mother Ruth
caught him in her pantyhose and high heels on one occasion and on
another came home to find him playing in her makeup, his lips
reddened like a clown! She wiped the lipstick and other makeup off
and was prepared to send him on his way with a slap on the bottom but
then felt something under his T-shirt. She pulled the shirt up to
reveal he was also wearing one of her brassieres! Shaking her head
she had him take off the shirt and then she unhooked the bra and sent
him on his way telling him to find something else to do and to stay
out of her things!
His older sister knew about Timmy as well, but it was just an
oddity, just experimentation. Otherwise he was perfectly normal and
was well liked by everyone. He was so good as a matter of fact that
his playing in his mother's things was usually just overlooked. It
was something Timmy did. He'd grow out of it.
During the holiday vacation Timmy was sent to stay with his aunt
Madge while Ruth and Timmy's sister began visiting the college she
was planning on attending the following year. So Timmy wouldn't be
underfoot or left home alone aunt Madge readily accepted watching
Timmy for a week and a half during vacation. Timmy was soon packed
and put on the bus.
Timmy got along well with his aunt Madge. He was quiet, neat and
caused no trouble. But Madge didn't know about Timmy's practice of
playing in his mother's makeup and lingerie. One afternoon after
coming home early from shopping she caught Timmy in her bedroom and
in her things! While Timmy's mother thought of it as just a passing
fad, Madge didn't think of it in the same way. Timmy had gone into
his aunt Madge's bedroom and with Madge being older than his mom he
found a lot of strange old fashioned lingerie and older styled
dresses to play with.
Madge found him in her makeup and wearing one of her panty girdles!
He'd tried to hook the nylon stockings to the garters but didn't get
them hooked properly. Timmy was shocked to be caught but figured it
wasn't a big deal and that the worst that would happen would only be
a scolding. But he was wrong!
"So, you want to wear aunt Madge's dresses? Is that it Timmy? Well,
let me help you!" she said as she led him out of the room, across the
hall to the bath where she started a bath and after taking him out of
the girdle and stockings began by wiping off the lipstick and makeup
with a wet washcloth! She then had him get into a hot bubble bath as
she eyed the large bottle of Nair on the counter! It was only an hour
or so later when Timmy found himself back in Madge's bedroom. And
she'd been busy with little Timmy!
He still had lipstick on, but it didn't look like clown makeup now!
It was obvious that aunt Madge had gone to work and she'd applied far
more than lipstick! His eyebrows had been trimmed and plucked into a
high and feminine arch. His face had been covered in a smooth
foundation and false eyelashes had been glued into place. Dark
eyeliner had been applied followed by a blue eyeshadow. Glossy red
lipstick was followed by a rose colored blush and his face was set
with powder.
His hair had been set, curled tight with a hot curling iron and then
lacquered stiff with hair spray. Tight pearl earrings had been
clamped to his earlobes and a three strand pearl necklace had been
clipped around his neck! The floral scent of the feminine perfume
floated around him like an invisible cloud! But that wasn't the half
of it because Madge was now lacing Timmy into her white satin corset!
"Hold the bedpost! Hold tight to the bedpost!" Madge ordered as she
pulled and worked the laces at the back of the corset tighter and
tighter, each yank threatening to pull Timmy off his feet as he
teetered on the impossibly high stiletto heels!
He had already been partially dressed, he looked very feminine and
with Madge working him over he was growing more so with each passing
moment! Madge had started by dressing little Timmy in ladies
foundation garments and frilly lingerie with the same expert zeal she
had used in doing his makeup and hair.
As Madge stood behind Timmy lacing him into her corset all that
could be heard in the silence was the long white silk laces zipping
through the steel eyelets at the back of the corset. Of course Timmy,
who was now shocked nearly to tears could only quietly sniffle in
embarrassment as Madge continued.
"I...it's t...too ti...tight!" Timmy gasped nearly in panic now as
Madge pulled the laces yet again causing them to "shick" and zip
through the metal eyelets of the gleaming white corset once again.
The corset responded by shrinking tighter still on Timmy's quickly
diminishing waist! "Be quiet. Hold onto the bedpost!" Madge ordered
in unsympathetic reply.
Madge said little else, she wanted Timmy to get the full experience
of being forcibly dressed. It was clear that he was now being
punished for sneaking into aunt Madge's bedroom and was quite obvious
that she was going to give him what he apparently wanted, whether he
wanted it or not!
He could see the frothy, lacy nylon and satin petticoats waiting on
the bed as well as the long white satin wedding gown hanging over the
top of the closet door gleaming in the light still in it's clear
plastic storage bag. He knew what would be coming next! Madge then
tied off the corset laces, quickly measured Timmy's waist then
returned to tightening the corset yet again!
He gasped in little gasps now as the corset creaked and shrunk
tighter still forcing his waist into a feminine hourglass shape. He
glanced into the full length mirror and gasped at seeing his new
appearance. He whimpered and then slumped his shoulders and began to
sob quietly.
"Stand up straight! And stop your crying Timmy! If you ruin your
makeup I'll just do it all over again! Hold the bedpost!" she ordered
again.
His mind reeled at what was happening. He stood there in the quiet
feminine boudoir that was Madge's bedroom. He teetered on the white
five inch stiletto heeled ankle strap sandals and noticed the glossy
red polish on his toenails as it shone in the light through the
reinforced toes of the sheer white nylon stockings he was now
wearing. His now hairless legs had been powdered and perfumed before
Madge put the stockings on him. Now they were smoothed and pulled up
high on his legs, the white garters from the eight strap garter belt
holding the white stocking welts taut high at the top of his thighs!
She had put him into a heavily paneled, high-waisted, long leg white
Lycra spandex panty girdle that was zipped up high and tight, the
lace trimmed leg cuffs covering and helping to hold the tops of his
gleaming white nylon hosiery. A white long lined full cup brassiere
had been hooked on him and the straps adjusted. The cups, now filled
to the brim with weighted silicone breast forms caused the breasts to
jut out now like two pointy globes! The appearance of nipples was
evident as they protruded into the brassiere cups and as Timmy sobbed
and swooned as he teetered on the high stiletto heels the weighted
forms jiggled and swung in the cups of the brassiere. The corset was
hooked over both the high waist girdle and the long lined brassiere
and was now tightly laced to Madge's satisfaction. A final pull on
the laces caused Timmy to whimper yet again as she quickly swished
the laces tight and tied them into a sturdy double knot so there
would be no chance of the corset loosening. Madge then reached for
one of the petticoats that was laying in a pile on the bed!
Still holding the bedpost Timmy was forced to lift one of his nylon
clad stiletto heeled feet and then the other as Madge fluffed and
then held out the first petticoat for him to step into. The layered
white nylon chiffon petticoat swished and rustled as Madge worked the
petticoat up his legs, past his hips and up to his tightly corseted
waist. After centering the petticoat she tied the long white sashes
into a tight bow. She then reached for the second petticoat lying on
the bed.
This one was made of gleaming white taffeta that was sewn in three
ruffled tiers. Pink satin bows fringed the bottom tier just above the
abundant ruffles at the bottom of the large full sweep petticoat.
"Arms up. Get your arms up!" Madge ordered. She then gathered up and
carefully worked the petticoat over Timmy's head making sure not to
damage his hairdo or smear his makeup.
The petticoat swirled and rustled loudly as Madge worked it down and
into place on Timmy's waist. She quickly tied the second petticoat
off over the corset like she did with the first one then she started
fluffing the second petticoat down. It zipped and swished, rustling
loudly as she worked the crisp taffeta petticoat down over the sheer
layered nylon chiffon petticoat. When Madge was done, the petticoats
flared out from his tightly corseted waist all the way to the floor
in a wide sweeping bell shape. Timmy could feel the weight of all the
material. Madge then wasted no time in gathering the wedding gown up.
She laid it on the bed and unzipped the long zipper on the clear
plastic garment bag. Then after taking the dress off the white satin
hanger, she fluffed it out of the bag. She then undid the long full
length zipper at the back of the dress. Timmy watched in horror,
grimacing, trying to look away at what was going to happen next but
there was no escape now as Madge gathered the heavy, gleaming white
satin gown. It took a minute or two for Madge to wrestle the dress
into position, but she was soon ready as she stood near the trembling
Timmy. "Okay sissy boy, arms up!" she ordered.
Timmy felt the cool, smooth white satin fabric as his arms worked
through the long sleeves until his hands exited past the wide barrel
cuffs. Madge first centered the heavy dress then gathered it and
began working it down over the voluminous petticoats. Swishing and
swirling she worked the folds of the gleaming satin gown down over
the petticoats, the satin swishing and rustling loudly against the
stiff taffeta outer petticoat. Finally with the dress worked all the
way down Timmy felt the dress tighten around him as Madge started
pulling the long zipper at the base of his back. He felt the gleaming
satin tighten around him as the zipper worked up and into place. The
dress conformed to his tightly corseted waist and the top of the
dress formed around the jutting cups of his brassiere. He felt Madge
continue pulling the zipper up until she had it pulled up to the base
of his neck. She then hooked the back of the dress and little Timmy
was now fully encased in the gleaming white satin gown!
She fluffed the pouffy sleeves of the long sleeved dress and
adjusted the long sleeves then buttoned each of the four satin
covered buttons at each of the wide cuffed sleeves until Timmy's
wrists were buttoned snug, his white skin and the white satin
material showing great contrast as he extended his fingers to notice
the long glossy red salon nails Madge had glued on!
Timmy fidgeted as he waited for Madge to finish with the buttons.
"Stand still until I get these buttons done up." she commented as she
quickly worked sealing Timmy further into the dress until finally she
was finished. She smiled as she looked him over then went back to the
closet and returned with a white nylon chiffon veil and a lace
trimmed object.
She put the veil on the bed then got to her knees and began lifting
the dress and all the petticoats, exposing Timmy's nylon clad legs.
She then stretched out the lace trimmed blue satin garter with the
little heart shaped row of tiny pearls and pink bows and fitted it on
his left leg. She then pulled it up until it was high and tight on
his thigh with the little heart shaped pearls centered in front! She
then swished the petticoats and the dress back down into place. After
swishing it out fully she smoothed the dress!
She then took her bottle of perfume and sprayed Timmy down once,
twice and then again until his eyes were nearly burning from the
strong floral scented perfume. She set the bottle down then quickly
clipped the cap of the veil onto his curled feminine hairdo! Madge
then pulled one layer of the satin trimmed chiffon veil over his
head. She gathered the second layer of the white nylon chiffon and
pulled it over his head as well, effectively sealing in the strong
floral scent of the perfume!
She smiled with satisfaction, then pulled Timmy out of the bedroom
and down the hall. He stumbled on the heels as he tried to walk in
the heavy dress and all the fluffy petticoats, but Madge only
continued until she got him into the dining room. She walked him to
the large bay window and had him stand in front of the seat area as
she fluffed his dress. She had Timmy sit, then swished and fluffed
the dress yet again, adjusted the top of the dress and checked
Timmy's veil to make sure everything was perfect. She took the
bouquet of plastic flowers that was being used as a centerpiece for
the dining room table and placed them in Timmy's lap. "Take these,
hold onto them!" Madge ordered. As Timmy grasped the large bouquet of
flowers and held them tightly, Madge finished by fluffing the
petticoats and smoothing the dress once again. "Knees and feet
together, you're going to sit like a lady. And hold those flowers
tightly and steadily, don't you move either!" she said as she
adjusted the flowers and, reaching under the veil, tilted Timmy's
chin like she was posing him for a picture. Finally, she was done.
"Now," she said. "Since you like ladies clothing and lingerie so
much you are now dressed from head to toe and from the skin out just
like a lady! Is that enough for you, are you excited enough? Do you
feel feminine Timmy?" she said with a stern tone in her voice as
Timmy, now forced to remain perfectly still could only gasp and then
sniffle at his predicament.
"You can just sit there a good long while in that dress and
petticoats and all that lingerie and just think about what has
happened and why you are being punished Timmy!" she said. "Then if
you stay quiet and don't move or fidget maybe we won't have to tell
your mother about this incident. But let me assure you if I ever
catch you in my lingerie or dresses ever again the next time it won't
go so easy. I'll dress you up again, but next time I am going to take
you shopping for your own dresses and lingerie if you won't stay out
of my things! Understand?" she threatened. Timmy nodded yes and
gasped slightly, then returned to a quiet whimper as Madge looked on
a moment longer with a satisfied smile. "Smile now, show everyone how
much you like your pretty dress! Smile now," she ordered, "enjoy your
day, princess!" she said as she then went about her morning cleaning
the kitchen and dusting and then having coffee but all the while
making sure she was nearby to make sure that little Timmy, now
sitting on the bench in the center of the large bay window was pretty
as a picture, quiet and quite still!
The clock on the dining room wall ticked agonizingly slow as Timmy
sat quietly enduring his punishment. Forced to sit quietly he could
only gaze out the window, his reflection from the glass shining back
at him. His totally feminized bridal look mocking him. He waited as
the minutes passed, waiting for Madge to release him from his
punishment, but as she moved around the house doing chores and making
phone calls, dusting and putting a new grocery list together, she
said nothing but kept a quite watchful eye on Timmy to make sure he
was in full compliance of his punishment.
One hour passed, and then another as Timmy sat on his padded seat
dressed from head to toe and from the skin out in full bridal
regalia. The sun arced past the house and across the back yard as the
afternoon began and then wore on. The bright sunlight streaming in
through the large bay windows causing the smooth white satin gown to
gleam with a nearly blinding light. And still Timmy couldn't move. He
could feel himself becoming hot in the restrictive corset, the
lingerie and under the layers of the bulky petticoats and the heavy
white satin dress that was pulled down and spread out over them. The
floral perfume under the layered, satin edged, white nylon chiffon
veil reacted with his body temperature and seemed to intensify as it
floated around his head like an invisible feminine cloud! He coughed
slightly and sniffled again then returned to staying still and quiet
as he looked out onto the large back yard with his broad smile but
vacant stare.
He blinked then held his eyes in a squint to avoid the bright
sunlight and the heat from the sun streaming in through the bay
window was continuing to heat his bulky dress. He kept his now pained
smile as he struggled to keep his legs still under the heavy dress
and petticoats and worried that any movement would cause all the
slippery material to swish and rustle which might bring Madge around
and even extend his punishment time. As he held his nylon stockinged
legs together he could feel the slippery sensation and felt his feet
tightly buckled into the high stiletto heels as he tried to hold them
tightly together and keep them from wobbling. And his arms were
getting sore from holding the bouquet of flowers still. Another hour
passed and then Madge returned from the kitchen.
"How are you doing princess?" she cooed as she took the flowers from
Timmy's hands and lifted the layered veil. She handed him a glass of
water and as Timmy gulped it down he moved to stretch a little bit
causing the dress to swish. "Plea... please aunt M...Madge, let me
go. I won't do it again. I...I promise!" He gasped. "You've been
doing so well up till now Timmy, don't ruin it with your complaints.
You just stay still and I'll think it over." Madge said as she took
the empty glass then quickly fixed his makeup and dabbed on a
foundation powder to soak up the sweat that was starting to bead on
his forehead. She then added yet another spray of perfume before
swishing the veil back down and into place. She handed the flowers
back to Timmy then fussed with the dress and swept and fluffed the
skirts yet again until she was satisfied. She then stood back to
admire her handiwork yet again. "Are we having fun yet sweetie?" she
giggled as she watched Timmy's agony sitting there in the tightly
corseted dress like a Barbie Doll on display. "A suitable
punishment," she thought as she turned on her heel and returned to
her housework by putting together a supper recipe. Another hour
passed!
Madge took a break and entered the dining rom with a ladies magazine
and a cup of tea. She took her seat and crossed her nylon stockinged
legs with a zipping swish then smoothed out her tight satin lined
black wool skirt. She began reading her magazine but kept a silent
eye on Timmy who was still sitting silently nearby on the padded bay
window bench, his smiling vacant gaze forced to look out the window.
The clock continued ticking. Timmy felt hotter still. He wanted to
ask for more water but didn't dare bother Madge for fear of risking
further punishment. The dress and voluminous petticoats began to feel
heavier and heavier. He could feel his feet still buckled tightly
into the tight stiletto heeled shoes and feel the tightly gartered
nylons on his smooth shaven legs. He could feel the tight embrace of
the long leg panty girdle and how it pulled his tightly tucked crotch
into a tight vaginal slit and how the brassiere thrust out the heavy
silicone breast forms while they heaved with each breath. And he felt
the corset!
He moved slightly to adjust himself, then heard the tight corset
creak under the white satin dress. Madge stopped reading then looked
over. "Mannequins don't move do they Timmy? They just sit there
motionless looking pretty, don't they?" Madge said as she looked on
at the feminized form frozen in his bridal gown moment. Satisfied,
she then returned to her magazine and turned to another page.
The corset was tightly laced, too tightly! Timmy thought as he
gasped and then continued sitting silent. He felt the tightness and
the smallness of his now tiny waist and how the steel stays forced
him into an hourglass shape. He felt the heavy makeup on his face and
how the layered white nylon chiffon veil held all the perfume to his
face and how there was absolutely no breeze with all the windows shut
tight. Another hour went by, it was now nearly five p.m. late
afternoon. Timmy had now been enjoying his day sitting there at the
bay window since ten that morning, a total of seven hours now!
His mind began screaming at him to get up, to toss the flowers away
and then start stripping off the heavy satin gown, the petticoats and
then to get that corset off, to cut the laces with a scissors if
necessary. He wanted the heavy paneled girdle off, and the
restrictive tight long line brassiere off too and he wanted to wash
his hair and scrub off the makeup! It was maddening!
The sun continued streaming into the window until finally it began
to disappear behind the large row of trees at the back of the yard.
And still Timmy was forced to sit in his posed position, unmoving and
silent with his vacant smile which was now cramping his cheeks and
drying out his mouth!
The total sensation of being so tightly corseted and restrictively
dressed in all the lingerie, the petticoats and the heavy white satin
gown became too much. Timmy tried to hold his pose but he began to
swoon! He felt his head nod but caught himself. But it was too late
because Madge heard the swish of the satin trimmed veil as it moved
against the satin of the dress. She said nothing as she looked on.
Timmy's mind began to reel, his head to spin! He was now overcome by
being forced to sit there in all that ladies finery, forced to think
about his sneaking into his aunts things and now the strict
punishment that resulted. He was having trouble keeping his knees
together or his stiletto heeled feet firmly on the floor. He was
having trouble with holding the large heavy bouquet of flowers in his
lap and he was having trouble keeping his head up. He began to fight
to remain seated and smiling looking out upon the back yard as Madge
looked on. He gasped and struggled to sit still but he began to shake
at the effort until finally he issued a whimper then groaned weakly
as he swooned then fell off the padded seat to the floor in a loud
rustling swish of taffeta, nylon chiffon and satin! Madge got up from
her chair. Timmy could hear her nylons swishing and zipping as she
came near and looked down at him.
"Did you learn your lesson princess. Hummm?" she cooed. She then
heard Timmy, now completely defeated begin to sob quietly without
saying anything. She then got him up and had to help him walk back to
the bedroom.
It took a half hour to get everything off of little Timmy. And as
Madge worked unzipping and unlacing and putting things away she
offered her final word of warning. "Boys shouldn't dress in girls
clothing you know that now don't you Timmy? I hope you've learned
your lesson today. And yes, I've heard from your mother about you
playing in her clothes too. I know you'll stay out of my things from
now and on, but I want you to stay out of your mother's things as
well. Do you understand Timmy?" she cooed with her feminine lilting
voice. "Because if I ever hear you're getting into ladies things ever
again I am going to see to it that you come for another visit, but
this time for the whole summer of your summer vacation. And then if
you won't quit dressing I am going to see to it that you are dressed
every day morning till night in a dress and high heels and nylons and
lingerie and with full makeup and a pretty hairdo! You'll wear
dresses every day then wear a nightgown every night. And then every
morning after your bubble bath you'll find yourself right back in
another pretty dress! I hope you understand now Timmy. So, if you do,
I think we can put all this behind us," she finished.
She took off his earrings and un-clipped his pearl necklace then
sent the recovering but still flustered Timmy wobbling to the
bathroom to shower off the makeup, the perfume and wash the curl from
his hair! That evening Timmy sat in the dining room with Madge
quietly eating his dinner but now dressed in tennis shoes, blue jeans
and his T-shirt. Madge still in her satin blouse and satin lined
black wool skirt crossed her legs with a silken swish. Timmy heard
that silken sound but didn't react. Madge smoothed her tight skirt
then smiled silently and with satisfaction at Timmy as she enjoyed
her supper.
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