Andy and Thomas 7

Mark and Fran left us alone at the mercy of Rob. He tickled our feet for a few minutes and then went back upstairs to watch TV. We stayed taped up and gagged in the basement for hours until he came back. It was late by then and he decided it was lights out. He didn't even free us to go to the bathroom.
We tried to sleep but it was very uncomfortable.
"Mmmph" Thomas said at one point.
"Whhmmm sss immm?" I tried to say what is it.
"Thhmmm smmmm." I think he was trying to say this sucks. I agreed.
I tried to ask him how long you think your brothers are going to do this to us but my gag made my words incomprehensible.
I sobbed and Thomas started sobbing too.
Rob heard us from upstairs and came down and told us to be quiet or he would add more layers of duct tape to our gags. We were quiet after that. In the morning he finally let us free so we could eat, shower, use the bathroom. We put our girl clothes back on and he changed our gags. My mouth was stuffed with their moms worn nylons and then I was gagged with duct tape. He used socks and duct tape to gag Thomas.

Then we were bound and gagged in the basement again and then the real "fun" began when Rob tickled us without mercy for hours on end. We could do nothing but lay there and suffer through his tickling the whole time. On Sunday Mark and Fran came back. They made us clean the whole house (gagged of course) and then Fran collected her old clothes and cleaned the nail polish off.

This continued every week that their parents were away. One day we were cleaning the house gagged when their mom came home alone earlier than they expected. She was shocked to see us dressed in Fran's old clothes and gagged with tape.
At first she was mad and demanded and explanation from Mark and Rob. They explained how we had lost a bet to them and that's how it all started.
She asked Fran if the clothes were her idea and she told her the truth.

"If your father finds out he will be furious."
"Dad is never home. And we keep them down in the basement. He never goes down there."

She thought about it for a moment. "Well they do look adorable dressed as girls. And as long as they are not really being hurt I see no harm in this. In fact it would be nice to have some daughters for a change instead of three sons.

Fran pointed out that summer was right around the corner and that we could do this every day.
Their mom loved the idea and said that would work but she would have to take us shopping to buy us our own clothes that fit so we wouldn't have to use Fran's clothes. We protested through our gags but her mind was already made up.

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