FRAGILE GARMENT SLOWLY AND TEASINGLY UP MY LEGS. FINALLY, AFTER MUCH SMOOTHING OUT AND PINCHING AND POKING AT MY TENDER FLESH, THE PANTIES WERE IN PLACE AROUND MY FETTERED LOINS.

I LOOKED AT MYSELF IN THE LONG MIRROR AT THE END OF THE ROOM, AND I WAS BEMUSED AT MY PIQUANT APPEARANCE IN THE SE MOST FEMININE PANTIES. BLUSHED CRIMSON AS I REALIZED THAT SOMEWHERE DEEP WITHIN MY MIND, A RESPONSIVE CHORD HAD BEEN STRUCK BY THE TOUCH OF THE PANTIES AND THE WAY THEY LOOKED ON MY SMOOTH, HAIRLESS BODY.

"HOW CUTE!" SUZETTE EXCLAIMED, AS SHE STEPPED BACK TO ADMIRE HER HANDIWORK.

"FROM PANTS TO PANTIES!" SAID MADEMOISELLE WITH A TINKLING LAUGH. "OUR LITTLE CAPTIVE EVEN BLUSHES LIKE A GIRL."

SUZETTE NOW RUMMAGED THROUGH A BUREAU DRAWER WHICH HAD BEEN MAGICALLY FILLED WITH FRILLY LINGERIE DURING THE AFTERNOON OR WHENEVER MY BEDROOM HAD BEEN TRANSFORMED INTO A BOUDOIR. SOON SHE CAME

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BACK TO ME WITH A SMALL BUT FORMIDABLELOOKING GARMENT, WHICH PROVED TO BE A SET OF STAYS. SHE PLACED THEM AROUND MY WAIST, CLASPED THEM TOGETHER IN FRONT, AND THEN WHIRLED ME ABOUT AND PROCEEDED TO DRAW IN THE LACES SEVERELY UNTIL I WAS NEARLY DEAD WITH THE CONSTRICTION.

"MISS ROBERTA MUST BE GIVEN A PERFECT WAIST SO SHE CAN WEAR THE SLIMMEST OF FROCKS," MADEMOISELLE STATED, AS SHE WATCHED ME BEING CRUSHED IN THE CORSET WHICH COVERED MY MIDSECTION FROM JUST UNDER THE CHEST TO HALFWAY DOWN MY HIPS. "I'M NOT MISS ROBERTA," 1 MANAGED TO GASP. "MY NAME IS ROBERT! I'M A BOY! I DON'T WANT TO BECOME A GIRL, EVEN IN FUN!"

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"THAT'S WHAT ALL MY YOUNG BOY-GIRLS SAY, AT FIRST," MADEMOISELLE REPLIED. A FEW SHORT WEEKS YOU WILL BE BEGGING TO BE MADE THE PRETTIEST GIRL IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD.

"I WILL NOT!" SCREAMED, NOW THAT SOME OF MY WIND WAS COMING BACK.

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