Girled Like His Stepbrother    by Prim

"Get in here, you toad," growled Letitia Steel. "Come and see what lies in store for you. There. D'you see it? That vision? That is your stepbrother, my dear. We girled him, and now we're going to girl YOU!"

Clive Bender almost fainted. He was kept upright in the vice-like grips of his stepsisters on either side of him. "You can't get out of it," rasped Annabel. "We've got you in our power," giggled Hyacinth into his crimson face. He had never had girls this close to him before and now they were stripping his clothes off him, baring his flesh. He was surrounded by their blouses and skirts and they were so STRONG!

"Well done, girls," scorned Letitia as she pulled her son closer by his ear and put him into an extremely soppy pose of wimpy girlyness. She had him in a pink blouse and little white pleated skirt, so short that most of his panties were on view - showing an unfortunate erection. "Get that filthy male prick out in the open, so that we can laugh at it as it stiffens for the new silky panties he's going to wear in future. Yes, Clive dear, or CLAIRE as we're going to call you from now on, you'll be dressed in panties every day by your stepsisters. Isn't that sweet? And of course a nice bra with pretty lace cups to show how you're turning into a GIRL!"

"No, you can't! You mustn't dress me in panties!" he protested, bucking and heaving to try and wrench his arms free but to no avail. They just pinched him mercilessly, with threats of a beating if he didn't do as he was told. "Oh please don't girl me, like Darren."

"Darren?" queried Annabel. "Oh you mean Diane here," and she shrieked with laughter in his ear.

"He has to spend two hours every morning at his dressing table while we do his make-up for him," cried Hyacinth with a sneer. "And now we'll be doing the same with you, you sexless little WORM!" and they both roared with laughter, their mother too, as they brought out the frilly pink blouse he was going to wear and the extremely short skirt that definitely wouldn't hide his panties with their dreadfully tell-tale erection of shame.


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