Johnny's Aunts continued to pursue their planned punishment of him through humiliation by dressing and through feeding him with a hormonal drug that increased his desire to wear feminine apparel. He had to suck regularly on a pacifier that fed him a sweetening mixture of hormones and shame-filling syrups, and this was continued at Aunt Myrna's boutique. The women would watch his reaction to being dressed in lingerie to suit a sexually perverted boy, and assess the best way to dress him for maximum effect of shame, while choosing such clothing for him as would develop an addiction in him. Miss Williams was determined to make him helplessly entranced by girlish clothing, so that not only would he find women's clothes irresistible, but his preferences would increasingly edge towards wanting to be dressed as a girl, and even as a baby. "The wretched boy must be taught a lesson after his disgraceful perversions, by being dressed in the style of a baby girl and taken to the girls' school for public humiliation at the hands of my girls," she cried. Aunt Barbara was equally determined to make her nephew suffer, but wondered if it was too soon to babyify him. After all, he had only just been put on his diet of Silky Suck-Suck. "I'm not sure whether to have him in baby girl wear for school on Monday, or in normal girls' school wear," she said as the ladies watched Myrna fitting him with long directoire knickers in glossy silk and in a pretty chemise of white silk organza that fastened down the back. "The important thing, of course, is that we choose a costume that will punish him." "Can I suggest seeing him in a variety of outfits," said Miss Williams, enjoying the boy's blushes. "I want the little pervert to be put into something that makes him cry with shame." "What about some ultra feminine lingerie," said Aunt Barbara with a grin. She was beginning to feel the delights of finding a boy who had fallen vigorously in love with ladies' knickers and dresses and yet felt awfully embarrassed when he was dressed in them. "Instead of directoire bloomers, Myrna, put him into some of those satin cami-knickers we've just ordered from Milan. I want to see how his perverted little penis reacts." Johnny's eyes poured with tears at his punishment, especially as Miss Williams wanted to see him in one set of ladies' lingerie after another. His cock was rigid in his silk directoire knickers, and he was still wearing his Aunt's stockings. There was no sense in trying to deny his excitement, so he sucked obediently on his pacifier and blushed and cried as Miss Williams studied his reactions. "Yes," said Myrna, "they will help to make him more feminine. Dresses and blouses sit so prettily over satin camis, I find," and she undid his chemise and slipped the bloomers off his legs and over his feet. "But perhaps we should be trying him in cami-knickers with the sort of blouses and skirts we could put him in for school." "Quite right, dear," said Miss Williams. "I would love to see the sort of blouses he could wear, and of course my girls would love to see him in skirts. What about dressing him in a selection, and I'll pick out some of my favourites?" Aunt Barbara and Miss Williams got up to gather suitable blouses and skirts from the rails, and Johnny's cock grew even more as it stood up shamefully between his Aunt's suspenders. He knew how guilty and shameful his desires were, but he still longed to be dressed in ladies' clothes, and somehow he wanted these women to put him into them and hold him in utter contempt. His heart sank when he saw the assortment of ladieswear they had chosen as they took their seats again. He was going to be seen wearing some of these items by classes full of girls on Monday! What was coming over him? Why had he become so eager to be dressed and dominated by women, all in the space of one day? .....
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