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corset, three of them in a roll just at my lower stomach, a piece of leather, some flesh colored kid, shaped in an elongated triangle, with three straps at the base of the triangle The leather was and a long strap at the lined with glossy pink material, which, when attached, I found out was rubber. She attached, then, the base of the triangle by three little leather straps to the three Ds, and then going behind me, reached through her hand and drew the long strap through between my legs and evidentally attached it to a D at the back and the base of the corset..

I had not seen the front of the contraption before, and now that I did, I could have wept, it was so shameful, for tooled into the Leather (the verb there may be apt!) was a very realistic looking girls' vagina. My aunt or Miss Bound, as is often the case with such dom inant women, had made no allowances for the male genitals, that is, the addition, or 'modesty garment', as the ladies called it, did not have a fullness or pouch so that my privates could rest in it for comfort. The triangular piece of leather pulled tightly between my legs and fastened at the back, now crushed my privates and was very uncomfortable, although I had been

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allowed to 'arrange' myself down there. But I did look flat and smooth, just like a girl, so the ladies ecstatically said!

There followed a vest and matching knickers of my smock and the smock itself, then little socks and strap shoes, and I could not believe I was not really a girl. Needless to say, the corset became a standard part of my dress every day from then on

But, as I stood there and viewed myself, and felt the strangest stirrings within me, it suddenly occured to me that this would not be such a bad 'childhood' after all!

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