Training Big Brother III
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For the next several days Tom avoided his sister as much as possible.
Those times it wasn't, he tried his best not to annoy or upset her. Each
night, after dinner, he cleared the table and put the dishes in the
dishwasher and each morning he emptied it. That too had been a shared job
until Karen had texted a picture of him in her bikini to his phone.
Their mother noticed Tom's new attitude towards his sister. In addition
to taking over some of her chores, he was no longer his usual obnoxious
self. Instead of demanding to watch his favorite shows, he let Karen
choose what she wanted to watch.
"What's going on, Tom?" she asked one night as Tom was clearing the
table. "You're being very nice to your sister all of a sudden."
"Nothing," he replied. "I'm just being a good brother."
"Uh huh. I see that. I'm just surprised, that's all." She paused
thoughtfully. "You always gave me trouble about doing your chores. I'm
surprised you're now doing some of Karen's too."
Tom shrugged. "Just trying to be helpful." He put the last of the dishes
into the dishwasher and headed upstairs to do his homework.
He stopped at his sister's door. She was busy doing homework. Knocking
politely, he stepped into her room.
"Karen," he began as she turned toward him. "Mom's starting to ask why
I'm doing your chores. She's going to figure out something is going on."
"Well something is," she replied with a smile. "You got caught wearing my
undies."
"C'mom," he said, blushing. "We can't let mom know... Please."
"Hmmmm," Karen murmured thoughtfully. "If I let you off the hook about
clearing the table after dinner, you've got to do something for me, ok?"
"Sure," Tom answered, the relief evident in his voice. "What?"
Karen smiled sweetly and got up from her chair. She stepped over to her
dresser, opened the middle drawer, and pulled out a pair of pink panties.
Turning back to her brother, she said "You have to wear these to school
tomorrow."
Tom gulped. "I... I can't do that."
"Sure you can," Karen said. "Nobody will see them unless you decide to
show them off." She smiled. "Or I can show some more of my friends that
picture of you in my bikini."
Oh Christ! He was never going to win this argument! "Fine!" he muttered
angrily as he reached out and took the panties. He turned and stomped out
of her bedroom.
Back in his room he stuffed the panties into the drawer, beneath his
underpants. He cursed to himself at the predicament he was in.
The next morning he was downstairs emptying the dishwasher when Karen
came into the kitchen to grab a bite to eat before heading off to school.
"Are you wearing them?" she asked, looking pointedly at his crotch.
"Yes," he muttered, feeling himself blush.
"Show me."
Blushing further, Tom unzipped his pants so the pink material was visible
through the opening. "There. Are you happy?"
"Uh huh," she replied grinning. "And don't take them off when you get
home. I want you to wear them all day."
Tom grimaced at having to acquiesce to his sister's demands. He quickly
pulled his zipper back up as his sister headed gaily off to school.
He got ready and took off for his bus stop. He realized nobody could tell
he was wearing panties but he was still feeling embarrassed and somewhat
humiliated. What other sixteen year old boy had to wear his younger
sister's panties to school?
The day went by uneventfully. Every so often he would check that his
shirt was tucked in to make sure the panties stayed hidden. Eventually
school was over and he took the bus back home.
Karen's middle school got out earlier so she was already home when he got
there.
"Tom! Come upstairs," she called when she heard him shut the front door.
"What?... Why?"
"Because I said so," she replied sternly. "Now get up here!"
He felt himself becoming annoyed at being ordered about by his little
sister. He had to watch himself. He didn't want her angry with him. Up
the stairs he went.
"What?" he asked as he stuck his head through her doorway. He gulped.
Becky was sitting on the bed.
Karen motioned him in. "I told Becky you were wearing my panties to
school today. She wanted to see for herself so I invited her over."
Tom couldn't help blushing. Now Becky knew too! Damn!
"I came all the way over to see," Becky said. "Won't you show me?"
He shook his head slowly. "No..."
"Tom...," Karen said, a warning note had crept into her voice.
Oh damn! "Ok," he muttered and unzipped himself as he'd done for Karen.
He quickly exposed the panties to the two girls and the started to zip
up.
"Uh Uh!" Becky exclaimed. "I want to see more. Take your pants down."
Tom gulped. He looked hopefully at his sister. Karen just smiled and
nodded her head in agreement with her friend. Aware of the consequences
if he objected, he undid his belt and pushed his pants down.
"All the way off," Becky continued when Tom stopped with his pants around
his knees. "Shoes too."
Tom obediently kicked his shoes off and dropped his pants to the floor.
He stepped out of them and stood embarrassedly before the girls, his
hands covering the front of the panties. And his growing erection. Both
girls had their phones out.
"No...," Tom gulped. "No pictures."
It was too late though. He heard the 'click... click' as their cameras
captured him.
"Take your hands away," Karen commanded. "Or these pictures are going to
all our friends."
Oh Jeez! Tom was beside himself but did as he was told. His now fully
erect penis poked out the front of Karen's panties and posed for the
cameras.
Karen winked at her friend. "Take your shirt off now. We want to see you
just in my panties."
Tom groaned but did as he was told. The girls took more damning pictures
of him as he obediently pirouetted for them. He wasn't sure who suggested
it but a moment later Karen had retrieved a pink bra that matched the
panties he was wearing.
A few minutes later he was posing for their cameras again, the bra now
stretched tightly across his chest. He wanted to cry as the girls snapped
picture after incriminating picture of him decked out in Karen's
underwear.
After another half hour of picture taking, the girls were satisfied they
had enough embarrassing pictures of Tom. They'd had him pose in a variety
of positions and, not surprisingly, a bra hook had pulled loose.
"Look what you did, Tom," Karen admonished her brother. "Again!"
Turning to Becky, she continued. "I told you he stretched my other bra
and loosened the hooks. I had him sew it back together."
"Tom," she said. "Now you're going to have to sew this bra. And you
better get it done before mom gets home, otherwise you're going to
explain to her how the hook got loose."
Tom nodded, sliding the bra off his chest and down his arms. One hook was
definitely coming off. He took the bra and headed out of Karen's room.
"And don't put any more clothes on until you're finished," she called
after him. She grinned at Becky. "Mom will be home soon. Tom better hurry
or she'll find him wearing just my panties."
Becky smiled her appreciation and said it was probably time for her to
go. On her way out she saw Tom busily threading a needle with the bra in
his lap.
Luckily the hook was easily sewn back together. Five minutes later Tom
hurried back up to his sister's room with the bra, ready for her
inspection.
"Ok," Karen nodded satisfactorily. "You're obviously going to need a
bigger bra. I don't want you ruining mine every time you decide to play
dress up."
Tom blushed. She'd made him play dress up this time. He wasn't doing it
by choice. It was embarrassing and especially embarrassing in front of
Becky. Christ!
"At least you don't stretch out my panties," she teased. "You can keep
wearing them."
"Mom's going to be home soon. Can I put my clothes back on now?" he
asked.
"Uh huh... But no boy underpants. I want you wearing panties until
bedtime."
Tom nodded and started to get dressed. "What about tomorrow?" he asked.
"I've got gym. I can't wear panties to school."
"Yes," Karen said. "I guess that could be a problem for you." She paused
thoughtfully for a moment. "You don't have to wear panties on gym days
but I want you to make my bed instead."
"Huh?"
"You heard me. Make my bed or wear panties on gym days. I thought that
would be a no brainer for you."
It was. Wearing panties and changing into his gym shorts in front of all
the boys in his class was the last thing he wanted to do. "Sure. I'll
make your bed."
After dinner Karen, as agreed, resumed her chore of clearing the table.
Tom headed upstairs to begin his homework.
The next morning Karen caught him as he was about to head downstairs and
reminded him to make her bed before he left for school. She'd check it
when she got home.
Tom detoured into her room. Her bed was a mess. The sheets and blanket
were on the floor and the pillows were out of their pillowcases. Damn
her!
It took him five minutes to put her bed back together. There were a few
throw pillows on the floor. He remembered she kept some on her bed. He
picked them up and tossed them on the bedspread before running
downstairs, grabbing a quick bite to eat before heading out to catch his
bus.
School was better today without panties. He felt almost normal again.
When it was over he took the bus home and tossed his books on the kitchen
table. He grabbed a soda from the refrigerator and, picking his books up,
headed upstairs to his bedroom. Karen was waiting at the top of the
stairs, her hands on her hips.
"When I leave the sheets on the floor it means I want you to put clean
sheets on when you make my bed." Her eyes glittered angrily. "Now you get
to make my bed again and this time do it right!"
"Huh?... How was I supposed to know that?"
"Well, now you do," Karen retorted. "And school is over for today so
wearing my panties shouldn't be a problem for you." She glared at her
older brother. "Now get out of those clothes and get into a pair of my
panties. Then I want clean sheets on my bed."
Tom gulped. Karen's bossiness was a bit of a surprise. So was being
ordered into panties. And in case he'd thought about disobeying, she had
her phone out. He could see the embarrassing picture on her screen as she
prepared a txt message.
Cursing to himself, he pulled his shirt over his head. Then he undid his
pants and let them drop to his ankles. After stepping out of them he
followed his sister over to her dresser where she was already rummaging
through her underwear.
"Here." She handed him a frilly pair of blue panties and a matching bra.
"Put these on. Then get busy on my bed."
"Both of these?" asked Tom. "I thought you just said panties?"
"I did. But mom's not home. You can wear a bra when she's not around."
He glared angrily at his sister but wisely kept his mouth shut. Then he
turned away from her and slipped his underpants off and stepped into the
panties, quickly pulling them up to cover his stiffening penis. The bra
was next. He wrapped it around his waist and was about to hook it when
Karen stopped him.
"Put it on like a girl. Arms through the straps first. Then I'll hook it
for you."
He followed her instructions, feeling more than a bit embarrassed when
she stepped behind him and pulled the bra tight while hooking the clasps
together.
"There," she exclaimed, turning him so she could adjust the cups over his
chest. "Now get some clean sheets from the closet and get busy making my
bed."
Grudgingly, Tom did as he was told. The tight bra and frilly panties made
him very aware that his little sister had taken charge. All the fight had
gone out of him. After getting clean sheets and pillowcases he pulled the
bed apart, tossing the dirty ones in the hamper. Karen supervised as he
proceeded to make the bed again.
"Make sure my pillows are nice and fluffy," she directed while Tom was
replacing the pillowcases. Grumbling to himself, Tom fluffed each pillow
before placing it gently on the bed.
"Ok," Karen said when he was finished. "Now we're going to have a little
talk."
Tom glanced over at her. She sounded just like their mother did when she
was annoyed and intended to correct their behavior. "What?" he asked.
"I'm going to make some new rules for you. And you're going to obey them
if you know what's good for you. Understand?"
He gulped. The damn pictures had given his little sister quite a bit of
leverage. He grudgingly nodded.
"Good. Rule number one. You wear panties everyday except gym days. On gym
days you change into panties when you get home from school." She paused,
waiting for a response. Tom nodded.
"Rule number two. On gym days you make my bed in the morning. I expect
you to change my sheets every week. What days do you have gym?"
"Ummmm... Monday, Wednesday and Friday. Why?"
"Ok. Change my sheets on Friday. And that includes the pillowcases. Put
the dirty ones in the hamper. It will be your job to wash them when you
get home from school, along with everything else that's in the hamper."
Tom groaned. Doing the laundry had been Karen's job. Not any more. Now it
was his, as part of his bed making chore.
"And make sure it's all done before mom gets home if you don't want her
to suspect anything." Again she paused expectantly until Tom nodded.
"Rule number three is that you're going wear a bra whenever I tell you.
Like this afternoon. And there will be no boy clothes. You'll stay in
just my underwear until I say you can change."
Christ! He felt his penis twitch. It had been getting stiffer and stiffer
as his sister outlined her new rules for him. Slyly he moved his hands to
cover his embarrassment. Looking up he saw that Karen was awaiting his
acknowledgment. "Uh huh," he muttered.
"Good. And finally rule number four." She smiled. "We're going to do
things my way from now on. I don't want any arguments from you. I've got
plenty of pictures of you and I plan to take plenty more. Understand?"
Oh Jeez! More pictures? Christ! But he nodded. "Yes Karen," he replied
deferentially.
"Good. I'm glad we understand each other. Now those dirty sheets you
took off my bed aren't going to wash themselves. You'd better hurry up if
you want to get them done before mom gets home."
Tom glanced at the clock on Karen's nightstand. There wasn't too much
time. He hurried to the bathroom for the hamper.
Karen smiled happily as Tom lugged the laundry downstairs. She was quite
pleased at the change in their relationship. Tom probably wasn't but, too
bad. He shouldn't have been sneaking her underwear.
She followed him downstairs and, keeping her promise, snapped several
more pictures of him in her underwear, his penis sticking out like a
little tent pole, to add to her collection. She even sent one to his
phone to let him know what her friends would be seeing if he disobeyed
her.
Tom looked at the picture and gulped. It was a frontal shot with his
obviously erect penis poking up in Karen's panties. His face was visible,
as was her bra around his chest. All in all a very incriminating photo
which had the desired effect on him. He was going to try his darnedest
not to make his sister angry.
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