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Adam was horrified. It was the most embarrassing moment of his life, and
the fact that in the pit of his stomach he felt that it was bound to
happen sooner or later provided no respite from his shame.
The origins went back a while and involved his sister, Nina, and her
small bunch of slightly sinister friends bullying him into wearing girls'
clothes. There was not any physical bashing, but they had a way with
words that he could not seem to resist. Sometimes they insulted him
contemptuously, other times shouted him down, and on other occasions
still they were quiet, soothing, almost nice, but somehow impossible to
say no to. Adam had often told himself that next time he would stand up
to them, but it never actually happened. The clothes that they were using
on him had to have been acquired especially as Nina was a little older
than him but quite small and her clothes would not fit him. The same size
issue was true of one of her friends, Kayleigh. The other two, Pippa and
Eliza were closer in size, but they never wore dresses. In fact, with
their tendency to neat, tailored trouser outfits Adam had a suspicion
that they were lesbians, or maybe all four of them were lesbians. He did
not care one way or the other, and if they wanted to tell him, then they
would. Perhaps they had, and he missed it?
The quartet of girls had wafted into the house shortly after his parents
had left for the evening. There was not any beating around the bush, they
had gone directly to his room and presented him with a pink basque that
they wanted him to wear. This was a little unusual, as they usually
insisted that he choose his own lingerie, although Pippa suggested that
pink knickers would go well it. Adam removed his clothes and slipped on
the knickers. He began to work out how to fit the basque when, on a nod
from Pippa, Nina came to his assistance. When done she slipped some
padding inside the breast cups and drew the suspender straps through the
legs of his knickers. A pair of light tan stockings were then given to
Adam, who knew well enough how to attach them. He did not take long to
add his make-up, minimal pale foundation with pink lipstick and his eyes
highlighted in lighter tones of brown. When he was finished a pair on
nude coloured high heeled pumps were added and Eliza told him to choose
his own nail polish - as ever he was teased by one thing beng left to his
own decision. From the bottles on Nina's make-up table, Adam opted for a
pale blue colour and carefully applied it to his finger nails. Whilst he
was waiting for the polish to dry, Nina selected a necklace and earrings
for him. The former was a delicate silver chain linked at his throat by a
topaz stone. The earrings had a dangly teardrop shaped bead that matched
the topaz colour. As was usual, the four girls fussing about him had kept
Adam on the defensive, unable to question anything that they asked him to
do. From this point, as usual the girls started to refer to him
constantly as Dina, having not used his own name at all prior to that.
Once the pause to dry his nails gave time to think, Adam had subtlely run
his fingers along the sheer stockings and greatly enjoyed the feel. It
gave him a strong sense of anticipation as to what they would expect him
to wear on top. He did not have to wait long, as Kayleigh took his dress
for the day from Nina's wardrobe. The body was pale pink and laced, so
that his basque would be visible underneath, in a tasteful manner. A
satin waistband led into a floaty knee length skirt that would have been
rather see-through but for the three layers of gauzy material that made
it. Adam stepped into his dress and Kayleigh zipped him up. She then
nudged him to sit back down, to allow Nina to fit a blonde bobbed wig
over Adam's short brown hair. Adam had to adjust his skirt to ensure that
his stocking tops were covered.
Adam stood up, checked himself in the mirror and was delighted with how
he looked. He knew that was somehow wrong but the girls had persuaded him
that they wanted a convincing girl, not a stumbling clown in a dress and
he was determined to meet their requirements, although he could not for a
moment think why he should be. Pippa offered him her arm, clearly taking
on the role of a gentleman escorting his lady. They went downstairs, Adam
having become totally at home in the heels since the girls started to
control him. Nina put some music on and they helped themselves to a glass
of wine each. It was not long before Pippa asked Dina to dance. And that
brings us to where this story began.
Adam's best friend James suddenly appeared in the room. He was in the
process of explaining that the front door was open and he heard the
music, but nobody answered when he rang the doorbell. That was when he
saw four girls briefly frozen, confused as to where he had emerged from.
And a fifh girl, also frozen, but whose initial expression of pleasure
had rapidly transformed into a face with a horrified variation. A face
that looked quite a bit like Adam, but was not his sister as she was one
of the other quartet. The Adam-girl was in the embrace of one of the
others who was dressed in a masculine style, but in ungentlemanly style
had her hand well up under the skirt of the Adam-girl. Pippa discreetly
unwrapped her finger from Adam's suspender strap and removed her hand,
ensuring a gentle caress around the top of his stocking in the process.
Adam wanted to run and hide, but his legs refused to respond, plus it
would be impractical in the heels, and as James had already seen him, it
would not help even if he could run. The silence seemed to last a
lifetime, being broken by James.
"What exactly is going on here?" he asked. Adam's four tormentors said
nothing. For Adam it was as if a charm that had been holding him had been
broken.
"I can explain, if you get me out of here," Adam answered. James nodded.
He moved towards Adam. The four girls eyed him suspiciously but made no
move to stop him. James grabbed Adam's elbow and escorted him firmly out
of the house and into his car. It was only a short drive to James' house
and neither of them said anything during the journey. Once they arrived
James offered Adam a drink and he opted for another wine.
"Now that we are in a calm environment, are you going to enlighten me as
to what this is all about?" James asked.
"I would like to, but I'm not sure I can accurately, I just can't
remember it all. One thing that I can say is that they made me do it.
They just talk and talk until somehow it wears away my ability to
resist."
"As if all the energy is sucked out of you?"
"Only the mental energy, but yes, that sort of is it. When they are not
there, it gradually wears off, but before long they turn up as a group
again. And it all starts once more."
"Do you need to crash here for a while, just to work through it? We can
run back to yours when the coast is clear to grab you some extra
clothes."
"Oh God, yes please," gushed Adam in gratitude. He closed on James and
turned his head to his left so that his right cheek was resting his head
on his friends' right shoulder as he closed his eyes in relief, hands
resting gently on James' upper arms. James instinctively moved his arms
to encircle Adam. He smiled at the thought that Adam had lapsed into the
lead female character from a 1960s thriller. James had often thought that
there were unfortunate people in this world who were destined to be a
victim somewhere and as his smile widened he ran his tongue over his
fangs, hoping that Adam would appreciate that this was his least bad
option. If any blood got on the dress, he would get it cleaned. It was
the least that a friend could do.
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