"Ooo!" I squealed, straightening abruptly and blushing beet red, "M-M'seur!"
"Sorry!" He winked slyly up at me, "You looked so sweet I just couldn't resist!"
"Absolutely incredible, I'd say," Dave chimed in.
But before anyone could expand on these comments or explain why our two homosexual hosts found me so attractive all of a sudden, Mavis took control again.
"Well," She said, "It's been a delightful evening, but I'm afraid it's time for us to turn in. We'll need an early start if we want to catch that bus tomorrow, you know."
"Oh, but what a pity to cut things so short," Roger protested, "And just when they were getting interesting! Can't you girls stay up just a bit longer?"
"We're late already," Mavis said firmly, "But here; Why don't we all get ready for bed and then join you for a nightcap? Say in about twenty minutes?"
"Delightful!" Dave applauded, "You'll find things laid out in your room upstairs," The two femininelydressed men rose. "See you in a few minutes, and we can make sleeping arrangements!"
I wondered what he meant by "Sleeping arrangements", but dutifully followed my giggling companions upstairs, where under their watchful supervision we all
disrobed, tossed our clothes down a laundry chute, and selected the clothes laid out for us. Since my costume had been more elaborate than theirs, I was the last one undressed (OH! How I hated getting naked again! I wanted to just die as I reluctantly dropped those precious articles of clothing irretrieveably out of my grasp!) and so had to settle for the last nightie left.
And, as I had feared, I didn't like it a bit. While Mavis, Claire and Sylvia dressed in demure gowns of heavy blue nylon, the only thing left for me was a sinfully brief black lace teddy, barely large enough to contain my round, creamy ass, and totally inadequate for covering my generous breasts. As I squeezed into the fluffy, high-heeled black fur slippers that went with this thing, and noted how they enhanced the natural jiggle of my butt and bosom, I felt almost worse than naked.
"Come along, Patty," Mavis snapped as I finished, "Time for that nightcap!"
"Oh Mavis," I whined as mildly as I could, "I'd rather not, really. Can't I just go to bed?"
"Certainly not, young lady!" Claire snapped, "In
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case you haven't noticed, this bed is barely large enough to sleep three, and Roger told us that the only other bed is no bigger."
"Y-you mean...?" A horrible suspicion was beginning to dawn on me.
"You guessed it, Honey!" Sylvia's smile was a dirty leer. "One of us is going to have to sleep with Roger and David! And guess who?"
It was too much. Too awful. The idea of me, a heterosexual male, being forced to share a bed with two such outrageous homo's -and me in this outfit! simply made me cringe with fear. My knees were quivering, my stomach all a-flutter and my voice trembling as I tried to speak.
"No--" I almost sobbed, "Oh no... please... I can't... IMavis, please don't make me....
I might have broken into tears right then and there, but suddenly there was a gentle rap, and the door swung open.
"It's us!" Dave chirped as he and Roger entered, both wearing identical peach-colored baby-doll nighties, "Just thought we'd go ahead and bring this up," He gestured with the tray of drinks he was carrying, "And pick up our little bed-partner!"
"My!" Roger put a dainty hand to his cheek as he caught sight of me, "Aren't you something! I must say, you do more for that outfit than I ever did!"
"Shall we drink up?" Dave set the tray down and picked up a glass. "I can't wait to tuck little Patty in!"
I think I was about to faint at that moment, but Mavis suddenly spoke up:
"I'm sorry, Dears, but I'm afraid there's a bit of a problem there. Patty seems a bit reluctant to sleep with you two tonight!"
To my surprise, the two gay hostesses seemed not the least bit put out.
"Oh that's no problem," Roger smiled, "I'm sure we can make other arrangements for our guest. Don't you think so, Dave?"
"Surely!" Dave smiled back, then turned to me, "If you have no problem with sleeping elsewhere, that is?"
"Oh no!" I gushed with relief, "Not a bit! I'd be simply delighted wherever you put me! Really, I will!" Where they put me was in a kennel.
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