Tamed By A Dress: Part II

An excerpt from another of one our classic real-life stories, ‘Tamed By A Dress‘ from the FEMINZATIONS magazine!

Tamed By A Dress: Part II

When Ann took over as director of ImageMax, she brought in tough new rules to ensure the programme ran as efficiently as possible. Alas, some of the interns thought they could flout these new measures. It would be a mistake they would regret.

Tom trembled as the three women went to work on him. Anita put the skirt back on the rack and produced a pair of nude, high-waisted panties. She held them out in front of him and he slowly stepped into them. He winced as she pulled them up high around his body. Inside the front of them was a hidden, woven panel which squeezed his privates tightly against his body. At the back and sides were subtle padding which accentuated his natural curves beautifully.

‘Turn to the side,’ said Anita, gesturing with her hand.

Tom glanced at himself in the mirror as he did.

‘See how they give you a perfectly flat front?’ she added, ‘Now to the other side. See the padding gives you gorgeously fuller hips and behind?’

He nodded in silence, mesmerized by the effect.

‘Hold your arms out,’ said Tammy, as she slipped a matching nude bra on him, before pushing a small breast-form into each cup.

Next, Anita opened up a pair of black pantyhose then crouched down in front of him. Nervously, Tom stepped into them and slowly she pulled them up over the panties.

He glanced around, not knowing what was coming next.

‘Hold your arms up again!’ said Tammy once again from behind him.

Anita and Tammy both pulled the black ribbed turtleneck bodysuit down his body. Unceremoniously, Tammy pulled the gusset tight under his crotch. He gasped as she fastened the two snap closures underneath, crushing his manhood into an even smaller space.

Ann stood in front of him with her arms folded, looking him up and down intently before nodding to the other two women in approval.

Tammy  took a pair of black patent stiletto-heeled ankle boots from a box. Anita held him by the shoulders as Tammy slipped them onto his feet.

‘Okay let’s see you in action.’ said Ann, pointing towards a small runway which ran down one side of the studio.

The three women stood together, watching him closely as he strode up and down. Suddenly he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. He caught his breath as he saw the now utterly feminine figure in the reflection.

‘Good job!’ said Ann, before beckoning him back over to the rack. ‘Now let’s get you into this skirt.’

The room was heavy with anticipation as she removed the skirt from its hanger before handing it to him. It was a full length knitted skirt, tight from the waist to the knee before opening out into an ultra-feminine flared bottom.

‘Yes!’ she purred as he put it on. Tom could feel the restriction of the skirt immediately and what little resistance he had left began to evaporate.

By the time Anita was pulling the yellow turtleneck down around his body, he was already beaten. Waves of submissiveness washed over him as he felt the soft, ribbed wool encase him. Gently, she folded the turtleneck so that it sat high against his chin. instinctively he raised his hands to touch it. The three women looked at each other and smiled.

Tammy stepped forward and took his hand. ‘Let’s get you on camera,’ she said.

She carefully led him across the studio and stood him next to the dress-form. The tight skirt meant his movement was restricted to small, feminine steps. Anita took the dress from the chair with both hands and walked towards him. She gave him a mischievous grin before letting the dress unfurl in front of him. His jaw dropped as the  fabulous amount of material cascaded to the floor.

His eyes were transfixed as Anita pulled it onto the dress-form. He had never seen anything like it before in his life. Crafted in sumptuous grey wool, it clung tightly to the dress form. The narrow sleeves opened out into huge cuffs which Anita carefully folded  before folding the seemingly endless turtleneck several times until it formed an impossibly high ribbed tube which stood ominously atop the dress.

He was brought out of his trance by Ann snapping her fingers and gesturing towards the camera. He stood frozen in fear as Tammy took a dozen or so pictures.

‘Gorgeous!’ Tammy declared from behind the camera.

‘Right, now let’s get you to work!’ said Ann. The three women moved closer. Anita stood behind him and began to remove his skirt as Ann stood in front and removed his turtleneck. Ann then nodded to Tammy who removed the dress from its stand. Anita gathered up his long hair and tied it into a topknot.

Now down to the tight black turtleneck bodysuit and pantyhose, he was led from the studio, across the corridor and back into the boutique in which around a dozen several people milling around

They all turned to look as Ann ordered him to stand in the middle of the room.

‘Raise your arms!’ she snapped.

He stood, frozen with fear as Tammy and Anita began to pull the dress down his body…

Enjoying this classic story? The next part, along with other classic sexy stories are coming soon!

Emma x