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Linda Draper pushed her husband forward in sizzles of material until he reluctantly found himself within a couple of feet of his Mother-In-Law. "He has something to say to you, Mother," she said, and stood beside him, hands on hips. |
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A Dress With Integrated Petties and Panties by Prim
Linda Draper pushed her husband forward in sizzles of material until he reluctantly found himself within a couple of feet of his Mother-In-Law. "He has something to say to you, Mother," she said, and stood beside him, hands on hips.
Edith raised her eyes from her magazine and deigned to look at the fool. Her brows rose with pleasure: she loved to see Linda's infantile husband dressed the way he deserved. That was why she had him studying dressmaking every day. "Well, Penny?" she said, "what have you got to say?"
"Please, Mother-In-Law, I have finished the task you gave me." He held the outside edges of his yellow silk dress as well as the frilled edges of his petticoats, and executed a profound curtsey.
"Up!" ordered Edith. "So what have you done?"
"Please, Mother-In-Law, I have added petticoats and panties to my buttercup dress."
"Hold your dress out and turn for me. Hmm. But your waist is very high - under your armpits."
"Y-Yes, Mother-In-Law."
"Show Mother the back of your dress," ordered Linda, "and kneel down for her to inspect your handiwork."
Edith dissolved the satin bow at the back of his dress and undid his dress buttons from the bottom up. "How many petticoats have you sewn in?" she asked.
"Four, Mother-In-Law. I made them as frilly as I could, like you told me to."
Each petticoat was fastened all the way down the back with little pearled petticoat buttons. Edith undid them all as her son-in-law knelt with his back to her, holding his dress out wide.
"Ah I see. Your panties are stitched to your high waist too. What fabric did you use?"
"Baby-slip pleated nylon, Mother-In-Law. It's very soft and - feminine."
"How many yards?"
"Ten yards, Mother-In-Law, with triple gathering at the waist and legs."
"It will do," she declared, as Linda joined her in buttoning him up again into his petticoats.
"But your dress should have an apron on the front. A VERY FRILLY apron. Get up, boy." When he was standing she turned him to face her and reached her hands under the front of his petticoats. "In fact you will make seven aprons, one for each day of the week. I'll take you shopping with me tomorrow and you can buy some very feminine apron material." Her son-in-law gasped but controlled himself as her hands gripped his cock through frills of pleated nylon. "At least one of them will say 'SISSY' on the front in large pink letters. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Mother-In-Law."
"You are a very pathetic and sexless wimp, aren't you, Penny Draper?"
"Y-Y-Yes M-Mother-In-Law." His knees sagged in spite of himself as her expert hands worked at his erection.
"Was I right to tell you to add integrated panties and petticoats to your dress, Wimp?"
"Y-Y-Yes, M-Mother-In-Law."
"Well then, you will have to add them to ALL your dresses, won't you?"
"Y-Y-Yes, M-Mother-In-Law."
"We'll buy the material tomorrow, as you tell Missus Lightstitch what you are buying it for."
"Y-Ye-e-es, M-Mommy," and she had successfully brought him to his climax as his cream ran through Edith's fingers and dribbled down his legs to her sneering satisfaction.
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