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Spice had wadded up my male effects and packaged them for delivery to her
friends at the Club. It was distressing to see just how tiny a package
could contain my male identity. Just as distressing as her comment,
"The gals at the Club are gonna wonder about all this. I just hope they
don't open it and steal everything you've got. Of course, we could just
send it to that Gay Club where they gave you that nice female bod! How
would that be, Hon?"
I didn't answer. I couldn't, having been folded up myself and stuffed
into that ottoman. It was large for a footstool, perhaps, but incredibly
tight and uncomfortable as a hiding place for my nude and feminine body.
My face stuck up through a reinforced hole in of the cushioned seat and
my butt flattened against one side. Sugar thoughtfully removed some
panties from the hamper and stuffed them in my mouth ("Can't have you
talking in there and giving us away, can we Sweetie?") then teased my
nipples through the fabric before covering my face with a scarf, plunging
me into darkness.
I heard Sugar and Spice busying themselves about the place. Heard the
Messenger come and take away the tiny package of my male effects. Then, a
knock at the door and Janet's voice:
"...sorry to bother you like this," she was saying sweetly as she
entered, "But I'm afraid that silly fianc? of mine got himself into some
kind of embarrassing predicament or other. I don't have all the
details... something about him dressing up as a Stripper and going to a
Gay Nightclub... but whatever the case, I am supposed to marry him next
week, and it'd be such a bother returning all those gifts."
"You poor thing." Sugar and Spice seemed less brassy than they had a the
Gentlemen's Club, more soft and sympathetic as they spoke with Janet,
"Men are such a bother, aren't they? Come in and have a drink. I was the
entertainment at his Bachelor Party" Spice said, "and maybe I'll remember
some clue...."
Time passed. Tones of friendly female conversation filtered in to my
darkened hiding place. The women were sitting on the sofa, one of them
resting her feet on the ottoman. I scarcely dared breathe. Then I heard
Janet rise.
"Well," she said, "you've been very helpful. You're both so sweet I
almost hate to leave and go back out looking for that worm. Hmmm. Perhaps
there is just one other thing you could tell me? Whose High Heels are
those in the corner? The brassy red ones. And don't try to tell me they
belong to either of you, because heels like those would never support
those splendid forms of yours."
"You got us," Sugar admitted. "They're the ones your fianc? wore here
last night. And he wore them again this morning, before we heard you were
coming and tried to hide him. Would you like to know where he is?"
Arms lifting the ottoman. Janet's gasp of surprise and amusement at
seeing me lashed to the underside of that awful footstool. Eager hands
exploring my nude, feminine curves as I squirmed helpless in my bondage.
"Delightful!" Janet chimed. "I must see her face. Untie her."
"No need to go to all that trouble, after the care we took getting her in
there." Sugar set the ottoman back down and lifted the scarf. I started
up helplessly at my fianc?e, still panty-gagged as Spice said, "Let me
get a knife. This cheap old thing has its uses..."
The next thing I knew, another hole had been cut framing my butt, and
Janet was smiling sweetly down at me. She was wearing a short skirt and
the skimpiest panties imaginable, and my lowly position gave me a
tempting view of her assets.
"What lovely girlish features they gave you!" she beamed, "To match the
rest, I guess. And a mouth full of panties, too." She considerately
leaned over and pulled them from my mouth. I breathed a sigh of relief
till she went on, "Here, try mine!" And sat full on my face!
"Kiss me very sweetly, Darling," she said, "and I'll think about getting
you out of there in time for our wedding. Of course, we'll have to draw
up a very exacting pre-nup, giving me control over your money, your
appearance, your clothing and lifestyle, but... but you're not kissing,
Love." There was a crack and a hot burst of pain across my jutting
bottom-globes "Get busy, now," She cautioned, "This paddle is nice, but
Sugar and Spice have some much more interesting things here I can use on
your butt!"
*** ***
The Wedding was one of the most elaborate of the season. Sure, there were
some comments about the two extravagantly-cantilevered bridesmaids no one
in our circle seemed to know, but Sugar and Spice had nothing to be
ashamed of, and they acted accordingly. Mike, who had set up that fateful
Bachelor Party, could barely keep from laughing. He knew that beneath my
stylish tux I wore a corset, panties, dark silk stockings, and a bandeau
to hide my breasts.
... The reception over at last, Janet and I jumped into the waiting
limousine. But as the doors closed I saw what the smoked windows had
concealed inside: Sugar and Spice! And Mike!
Immediately the three of them and Janet began removing my tux,
practically ripping the garments from me, removing the bandeau so my
breasts flopped free, drawing long, dark-silk gloves up my arms and
buttoning them tightly, then fastening them with ribbons to my corset,
trapping my upper arms at my sides. A super-tiny mockery of a white silk
skirt went on my hips. While Sugar applied makeup and styled my hair,
Janet snipped away my panties and handed me a cute bouquet of silk
flowers to hide my crotch.
"Janet!" I squeaked. "What is all this? I thought we were going on our
honeymoon."
"Close, Sweetie," Janet smirked. "Mike and I are going on our honeymoon.
You're going with the gals here for a couple weeks of extra feminization
and training. But first, we have an interesting Wedding Ceremony planned
at that Gay Nightclub"
"Can't you just see them lining up to be kissed by the bride?" Sugar
giggled, "Of course, she'll be down on her knees, so she'll have to
decide whether to kiss boots, asses or whatever."
"And then tonight, when we have her all to ourselves, I want to put her
back in the ottoman," Spice gloated. "I only got to sit on her a couple
hours yesterday."
"We'll fix that," Sugar assured her. "With all the money we're getting
from this deal, plus what we make off selling Sweetie here to our
friends, we can buy some very interesting equipment to try out on her."
"Just remember," Janet said, "Mike and I want her breasts and butt much
larger when we get back. And you might get her lips done and her nose
bobbed, too."
"And teach her some of those lap-dancing techniques from the Club," Mike
put in. "If she's going to be our personal maid, I want her to get real
personal!"
thEnd!
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