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Meanwhile, Charlotte trembles as she sits in the chair by the door. The
past comes flooding back up her. Could it be after all those years,
another chance was presented to her? For a while it had been the best
time of her life. Happy, deliriously happy, and erotically so very
satisfying. And then she screwed it up. She hadn't understood the
responsibility and had let the power consume her. She had wanted more
and she took it and she wrecked everything she had, everything she
needed.
She remembered that day as if it were yesterday. The cheerleaders had
practiced at Jasmine's house and then it turned into a pool party for the
girls. As ever, Jasmine's - well, what would you call him - friend was
there. Poor Donny was smitten with Jasmine and Jasmine did nothing about
it. She gave him no encouragement nor did she do anything to discourage
him. Just like now she didn't tell him he couldn't be there she just
tolerated him like one would a little brother. He helped her with
homework and he was invited to dinner with her family on those nights,
but always by the family, never directly by Jasmine. Donny was so non-
threatening as a male that Jasmine's father didn't even object if they
were alone in the house together, as they frequently were.
This one particular day after the pool party was over the girls started
working on their cheer costumes. Donny was left to his own devices, too
smitten to leave her presence and too insignificant to be told to leave.
So he stayed. It was fun to be 'included' in this activity, after all
where else would a small, geeky boy get to spend a day around the
prettiest girls in his school. As the activity progressed and all the
linings were finished and in place in the uniforms it was commented that
it was a shame Roxie wasn't able to make it or everyone's outfit could be
finished. The chatter drifted in the direction of who could wear Roxie's
outfit so it could be finished. Suddenly Donny noticed the room had
gotten very quiet and he looked up from his book he had been reading.
All eyes were on him.
"What?" he asked of the group.
Jasmine smiled (and Donny loved that smile) saying, "Donny, we could
finish everyone's dress today but Roxie isn't here and none of us fit
into that little shrimp's outfit. Could you be a dear and wear it so we
can finish all our outfits?"
"I can't wear girls' clothes. What would everyone think of me?"
Jasmine turned her smile up another notch and replied, "Donny, please?
It's just us girls here and we won't tell a soul. Who would believe us
anyway? And we'd all owe you a favor. Look, you can just slip it on
over your clothes. Please?"
"Please??" all the other girls chimed in.
"What exactly would I have to do?"
The girls broke out in applause and Jasmine took command. "Come here and
stand up on this footstool. That way you will be high enough that we can
pin everything for the proper length."
With that Donny approached the big footstool and looked out at the
smiling faces. Maybe this won't be so bad as long as nobody finds out
Donny thought to himself. Before he could step up on the footstool
Charli lifted him from behind and set him up there. "Before this starts
you all have to promise you will never speak of this to anyone - and no
cameras!"
"Oh no, no cameras and we all promise, don't we girls?" A chorus of,
"No, we promise," was given.
There Donny stood, on that footstool, wondering what was he getting
himself into? No sooner than the satiny lining was slipped over his head
Jasmine's mom came charging into the house. Jasmine's mom was some sort
of salesperson and very, very good at her job. She didn't waste time and
she didn't just walk in anywhere; her normal speed was to charge and then
take charge. "I see you managed to talk him into helping," she commented
upon taking in the scene before her. Walking over to the footstool she
commented, "His clothes will have to go. It's all bunched up and ruining
the line of everything. Lower it off his shoulders so we can remove his
shirt."
Having been commanded, all hands jumped to help Donny out of shirt and
undershirt. They moved the lining back onto his shoulders and Donny
visibly shivered as the cool slick material touched his upper body.
Noticed by Jasmine's mom, a wicked smile crossed her face while Donny,
oblivious to the looks behind his back, blushed. Curiously this was
about the time Charli began blushing. "Well, that's a start but those
jeans also need to go. Girls, remove his jeans." Charli was the
fastest, reaching under the dress lining, quickly unfastening Donny
pants, inserting fingers inside his waistband and pushing them down
around his ankles. Her fingertips ran over his bare bottom. It felt as
if an electric current passed between the two of them. Donny shivered at
the touch and Charli looked him in the eye and with a little smirk she
winked.
"Oh God, what do I do now?" Donny thought to himself. He expected to be
swimming today and then lay out at the pool as normal until his trunks
dried so he wore his trunks under his jeans. But with them still wet he
opted to not wear anything under his jeans. Slowly, and as predictably
as the blush spreading across his face and neck, his small penis began to
stiffen. This was not missed by Jasmine's mother.
"Donny, come with me, quickly! We need to talk." She said as she walked
out of the room, not even waiting to see if the boy would follow. Of
course he would.
Into her bedroom she went and then rounded on the boy as he entered. He
tried to cover himself with his hands but that just made the issue even
more conspicuous. "Donny, are you getting an erection?"
His eyes fell to the floor and he quietly replied, "Yes, Ma'am."
"I thought so. You wait right here and don't you dare move!" She left
the room and quickly returned with a package. She sat on the bed and
opened the package in front of him and shook out a panty girdle. She
held it open and commanded him forward. "Step into this, one foot at a
time." He did and without a care for his modesty she pulled the panty
girdle up to his waist. His small member, having withered under her
scrutiny, was now firmly trapped against his tummy. "There, now you can
go back to the girls and continue without embarrassing them."
"Them?" he thought. "What about me? And what about that comment
earlier; sounded like getting me into this dress was planned in advance.
At least she didn't follow me back out into the room." Donny returned to
the family room with the girls and without a word got back up on the
footstool. As the girls raised the hem and started to pin the hem in
place the panty girdle was plainly visible.
"Pink? Oh my God! Donny's wearing pink underwear!" Megan exclaimed.
Celia grabbed the hem and pulled the bottom almost to his head. "That's
not even boys' underwear!" Laughter from the girls brought on more
blushing from Donny. Of note was that Charli's blushing was even more
pronounced than Donny's.
Jasmine's mom breezed through the room again on her way out the door. As
she went through she told Jasmine, "I gave Donny a panty girdle so his
boyish lines wouldn't ruin the shape of the dress. We'll let him keep
that one so don't let me forget, dear, I need to get a replacement panty
girdle for your little sister." With that she went out the door and
Donny's embarrassment was complete. Or so he thought.
The door closed with what Donny thought was the sound of the end of the
world. At this point all of the girls again laughed that silly high
pitched girly laugh that only teenage girls can do. A tear started to
form in Donny's eye and a quick witted Charli jumped up and hugged the
boy to her. Now understand that Donny was short, less than five feet
tall and Charli was every bit of six foot and more to spare. Even on the
footstool, Donny just managed to lay his head somewhere between her
breast and shoulder. For the first time that day Charli spoke to him.
She whispered in his ear, "Donny, please see this through and I'll make
it better, I promise." She hugged him once more and quietly walked back
to her seat. With all eyes on Donny nobody noticed his tears on her
blouse.
They gathered around Donny, one measuring the hem height, another
chalking and a third pinning the hem to the proper height. When it was
done they slipped it off him and took it to the sewing machine where it
was blind stitched to the proper length. Donny felt particularly
vulnerable standing there in only the panty girdle. Meanwhile two of the
girls started making measurements with the cloth tape. "OMG, he's only
23 inches in the waist!"
Jasmine asked for the numbers. Celia read off, "31-23-30, and he's 4'10"
tall."
"Except for boobs, more hips, and a full butt he's a match for Roxie.
But we can't fix the waist in the liner because without the C-cup boobs
of Roxie we'll never get the darts right."
"That's a shame; we could have finished Roxie's today, too."
"Wait a minute, isn't there one of Roxie's bras in her bag?"
Finally Donny spoke up, "Whoa! You aren't going to put a bra on me! No,
no, no, no!"
Jasmine glared at Donny, something he'd never experienced before and
didn't care to again. "What do you mean? Do you plan to leave? Look at
you standing there surrounded by all of us and you in just a PINK panty
girdle. You going to get off the stool and walk out the door? Go ahead,
the door is that way. I dare you."
Charli spoke up, "Hey, wait a minute. Give him a break. He's been a
good sport so far."
Jasmine snapped, "Oh, you want him? Maybe I should let you take him."
Under her breath Charli commented, "I just might do exactly that."
Sighing in resignation Donny asks, "So, what do I have to do?"
Celia walked to him carrying Roxie's bra by the straps. Donny extends
his arms through the straps without a word. Not certain anyone else
noticed the movement, it did not escape Charli. Celia moved behind Donny
and fastened the band. Celia pronounced it fit perfectly on the middle
set of eyes. Charli had come around in front of Donny and started
fussing with the shoulder straps, adjusting the length ever so slightly
and then running fingers over them to get them straight and flat. Charli
playfully pressed the cup material against his chest, giggled, and said
to everyone, "We have a bit of a problem here."
"Celia, I have a bag of cotton puffs under the sink in my bathroom for my
nails. Can you go get it, please?" asked Jasmine.
Celia returned with the bag of puffs, removing handfuls and handing them
to Charli. Charli would add some and squeeze the cup and then add some
more. The same to the other side and Donny now had a respectfully filled
out bra. Charli took one more squeeze of Donny bra cups and reached up
to squeeze her own as she smiled at Donny. She whispered to him, "I
promise, I will make this up to you." All this had a predictable effect
on Donny and if it weren't for the tight panty girdle Donny would be
embarrassing himself all over again - if that were possible. She
squeezed him again and said, "Well, they don't feel right but how's that
look, everyone?"
Comments ranged from "Great!" to "Wow!" Celia moved in with the tape
again and verified, "Just like Roxie except they don't seem to jiggle!"
With those comments Donny lowers his head into his hands. Charli
whispers again, "Hang in there, you're doing great."
Jasmine comes back with the finished lining and places it on Donny. The
few needed darts are completed requiring the removal and trying on over
and over until finally the dress is slipped on over the completed lining.
Adjustments here and there were made and soon the dress was complete with
the lining properly attached.
Donny is given his clothes and directed to a nearby bathroom to dress.
As he leaves the room he hears the other girls asking jasmine, "Why do
you let that wimp hang around? What could you possibly see in him?
Celia's more a man than he is."
"Hey!" squawked Celia. "I resent that! But it's probably true."
"I've gotten about all I can from him. Anymore and he's going to want to
hold hands or, ugh, kiss me. Anyway, I hear Ted is going to ask me to
the Prom so that should be the end of Donny."
"Jasmine, can I get Donny to give me a ride home?" asked Charli.
"Sure, that's about the only ride that boy would be worth." With that
said everyone laughed and Charli slipped out of the room. She met Donny
as he came out of the bathroom, holding the panty girdle in one hand.
Jasmine saw Donny standing there and said, "Take Charli home she needs a
ride and you can keep the girdle, my sister couldn't wear it now and
besides it looked so good on you. Sorry I can't let you keep Roxie's
bra, which would need to be her choice. Though now you've worn it she
probably won't want it back." Everyone else laughed as Charli steers him
to the door.
There wasn't much conversation on the ride to Charli's house, just
necessary directions. It was sort of out in the country at the edge of
the city limits where developments haven't taken over yet. Donny stops
his car in the driveway and starts to get out. "Wait a minute, please
Donny." A long, uncomfortable pause fills what seems like hours. "Why
do you let Jasmine treat you like that? Tell me, please."
"She lets me hang out with her. I take her to games. We sit in the
stands together during the JV games. I get to drive her home afterwards.
She's got a great smile. I'm crazy about her."
"But do you think she cares about your? Or maybe you are just a
convenient ride? A Geometry tutor? Have you ever been on a real date?
Ever hold hands, kiss her?"
"No, it's not like that with Jasmine. Besides, I'd have to be her
boyfriend to do that and you've seen us side by side, she's like 6 inches
taller than I am. You do know I'm the shortest boy in the school and I'm
a junior. Heck it would be worse if I were a senior like I was supposed
to be. Nobody else tolerates a shrimp like me."
Charli sits there a moment, clearly thinking something. What, Donny has
no clue. Then with the decision made she says, "Donny, come with me, you
need to meet someone." With that said Charli starts to open her door.
Donny hustles to get around the car to hold the door for her. "Thank
you, Donny," she says as she smiles warmly at Donny. She takes his arm
in hers as they walk to the house.
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