Chapter Ten - Johnny is dressed in blouses and skirts... and disgraces himself
From the first blouse he was dressed in - in white nylon crepe, with its puffed sleeves and its rounded collar - Johnny's knees became weak and he had to press them together to avoid a total collapse. "I can tell how much pleasure each blouse gives him," chuckled Aunt Barbara, "by how red his blushes become. The scoundrel can't hide the disgraceful attraction he feels for them. It looks like blouses drive him wild." "He seems to be particularly attracted to lace frilling round collars and cuffs," observed Miss Williams. "Interesting. I can note that for my girls when they are making blouses for him." Johnny wailed in muted anguish at her words, and Aunt Myrna had to hold him up as they laughed at his loss of sexual control. "It looks like he's becoming helpless when we dress him," she said. The pacifier juice is beginning to work, and soon he will be begging us to humiliate him, to provide him with even more perverted pleasure." Johnny whined louder through his pacifier, and the women laughed louder. "Let's see how he likes his legs to be held together in narrow skirts," suggested Miss Williams. "I rather think it will be the sort of feeling he likes." Aunt Barbara collected armfuls of skirts and the ladies were soon sliding a maroon cotton and polyester skirt up his legs, over his slip, and fastening it behind his waist. Miss Williams' hand sliding over his satin-covered cock had him dipping from the waist straight away. If he could have spoken, how he would have implored them not to giggle at him in his embarrassment. It was just that the skirt was so lovely and... he wanted to be dressed in it. Many more skirts followed, some wider, some straighter, and some tightly wrapped around his satin slip. It wasn't long before he was wrapped in a buttoning skirt in dark blue satin with a satin lining. As the skirt gathered round him, held at his waist from behind by Aunt Myrna and buttoned down the front for him by Aunt Barbara, his excitement grew and grew. It was the feminine buttons, so typical of the skirts and dresses at Dressing Lodge, that made him feel so naughty as he was being dressed. His cock grew longer and more rigid, and seemed to slide itself forcefully into the satin lining. "Oh yes, I think his wicked boy's nature likes that," said Miss Williams. "Put him in front of the mirror, Myrna. Let him see himself and how much he loves being dressed like that." When Johnny saw the blouse he was wearing, with a fully padded bra beneath and a long, pointed collar above pretty lace trimming down his bodice, matched with his lovely narrow skirt with pretty ladies' buttons right down the front, his excitement grew at once to a crescendo. He tightened his fists, trying to control his feelings, but it was no use. He sucked harder and harder in an effort to put off the inevitable, but his cock knew how lovely his blouse and skirt were. It leaked in spite of him... it started to spurt... and then it squirted in a continual stream, pumping his sissyboy cream into his bloomers and slip and down the inside of his skirt. A silence fell in the salon, and all three women stood aghast as he defiled yet another item of ladieswear with his vile, self-indulgent jism forcing itself through the point at the front of his skirt, and running in dribbles from the hem in front of his high heeled shoes. "What a disgrace!" said Aunt Barbara, her crimson lips twisted with contempt. Aunt Myrna stood with her hands on her hips, fuming with equal annoyance. "I'm going to prepare a drink of humiliation liquid for him... and feed it to him from a baby bottle." Miss Williams was as astonished as the others at the depths to which the boy could stoop. "A baby bottle?" she cried. "I believe you are right, Myrna. He should be dressed as a baby as his punishment," and she pulled the white collar of her dress up higher in order to deal with him. "Look how he deserves it from his loss of control over his childish penis. There is no doubt in my mind, Barbara... We must dress him as a baby. A baby GIRL!" ***
In Part 2 of The Helpless Adventures of Johnny, Chapters 11-20, our poor sissyboy hero is dressed in diapers, baby bloomers, petticoats and dresses and some very frilly baby bonnets to add to his humiliations.
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