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through the Carnival crowds. It wasn't a long walk home in terms of time and distance, but it was forever in terms of the humiliating jibes Jeff had to bear from everyone who say him.

Finally they arrived home. Jeff was extremely relieved to finally be out of public view. "Your clothes are a mess, dear," his mother said. "Karen, take him to the bathroom and get him out of those wet things. He went with Karen to the bathroom where she removed his sodden dress and dripping, wet petticoats. He stood there, mortified, as he's little sister undressed him like a baby.

"You are going to be a girl, you know. We don't like boys here anymore. You're going to wear girl's clothes every single day!" Jeff could take it no more! He clenched his fist and swung at her. She tried to move out of the way of his blow, but it caught her on the arm.

"Susie!" Karen stormed, "you're in trouble now. I'm telling Mother," and she ran out of the room. Within seconds she was back with aunt Linda and her mother.

"Susan hit me! She hit me!" Karen cried. The look on Jeff's face told of his guilt.

"Come with me, Susan," said his mother. "You have earned yourself a through spanking. First, however, we'll put some new clothes on you." She dragged him to Karen's room. He stood there in alarm. "I'm sorry. I am so sorry. Please forgive me Karen," he pleaded

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"OK, Susan, we'll leave it to your sister. Karen, do you want Susan to be let off, or do you want her to be given a good spanking?"

Jeff never thought it would come to this, but fell to his knees before his little sister. "Please, please don't punish me. I am sorry." Karen looked down at him stared at him coolly, and said, "I want him to be spanked, spanked as a girl!"

"Very good, Karen," said aunt Linda, “you are learning fast. I think we may be able to let you have him as your dolly to do with as you wish one day soon." Karen smiled.

Jeff shivered. He could imagine what it would be like to be his sister's 'dolly'. She would dress him in her clothes and show him off to her friends. She would love it, but he would be totally humiliated!

His mother then said, "Karen, please chose some of your clothes for Susan to wear. No pants please, only dresses."

Karen went about her task with enthusiasm selecting clothes from her hangers and drawers as Jeff stood shivering in fear. She brought a silk lace trimmed vest and long-legged white satin panties with lacy pink frills. Jeff shuddered as he put them on under his tormentor's stern view. Next she brought one of her petticoats. It had a flounced under layer of silky taffeta and then six diaphanous floaty, flimsy layers of white soft chiffon. It was very full, the soft layers floated around his thighs, caressing them gently, the effect