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more pants for you, not even girl's pants. You will have years of petticoat punishment for causing so much trouble for so long. You can learn to act like a girl now, a little girl!"

"I'm not a little girl! I feel ridiculous like this," Jeff wailed.

"Good! I love hearing you say how much you hate your petticoats and panties. You deserve everything that we are doing to you," said his aunt. "Come on, we've a lovely surprise for you now!"

She dragged the protesting youth along. He'd had enough surprises and didn't think this would be any better than the others he'd hated. "Want a new subject?” Aunt Linda cried to a group of girls near a wooden contraption. "I've one here for you," and pointed to Jeff who stood there, absolutely appalled.

"NO! YOU WOULDN'T!" he shrieked as the girls rushed over, and dragged him crying in alarm to the contraption, a pillory!

Numb with terror, Jeff was secured, his head and arms in the holes. He was helpless, a pretty punished thing of ribbons and silky skirts, petticoats and flounces, ruffles and bows. His skirts blew gently around his thighs, then a gust blew them up high, displaying his panties. Jeff was horrified. Not thinking, he tried to reach down to cover himself, however he could not move his hands. He twisted his legs in an obvious and futile attempt to hide his underwear.

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Numb with terror, Jeff was secured, his head and

arms in the holes.