RELUCTANT PRESS

I stumbled and the two women held me up.

"You're still a little weak from the sleeping gas, Honey," Cynthia suggested.

"Just stand still for us, Dear, and we'll dress you," said Jacky.

I stood, not believing it was really happening as they dressed me.

First, Cynthia brought over a small triangle of leather that had two elastic bands hanging from it.

"Step into the straps, Dear," Cynthia ordered.

I stepped into the openings made by the straps and Cynthia pulled the odd garment up my legs.

"Now, open your legs and stand with your feet spread wide apart and your hands on your hips," Jacky urged.

I did as she said, and to my acute embarrassment, Jacky reached between my legs from behind and, grasping my penis and balls, she pulled them up and back between my legs as Cynthia adjusted the triangle of leather over my genital area. Jacky let go of me just as Cynthia pulled the elastic straps up over my hips. The result was that my cock and balls had disappeared, held in place between my legs by the leather triangle!

I now had a girlish mound curving down my front!

"This is called a gaff, or cache-sexe," said Jacky. "You will learn how to put it on and you will be required to wear it from time to time, especially when wearing clothes that reveal your crotch area, such as a bikini!"

The two women placed a waist cincher around my waist and laced it up as tightly as they could. It shrunk my already small waist by several inches, pushing my tummy down onto my hips, making them fuller, and pushing my slightly swollen tits up and out a little more.

Jacky produced a white leather device with lots of thin straps and small, silver buckles. The women guided my arms. through the straps, buckled it behind my back, then tightened the straps and buckled them in place. The gar-

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