Thomas 12

Kristen and Sharlene dropped me off at their friends Brooke and Nicole's house wearing black heels, a white dress, a bra stuffed with padding, panties, and tan hosiery.

Brooke and Nicole were waiting eagerly for me. This was not the first time I stayed with them and after the last time, I was dreading this visit. 

Kristen gave them the rundown. "There's plenty of clothes in this bag for him. Bras and pads to stuff them, underwear, dresses, skirts and blouses, hosiery. If you don't like the color of his nail polish feel free to change it. And there's a ziplock bag with a bunch of my mom and Kim's worn stockings. Three pairs of stockings and duct tape seems to shut him up good."

Nicole was way ahead of her as Kristen was talking she was packing my mouth with a ball of nylons and wrapping my head with duct tape.

"And don't forget this one pees sitting down now. You'll have to monitor him to make sure he's doing it. But if you tell him to do it he will listen to you."

I sobbed into my gag when I heard that. "Mmph! Mmph! Mmmmph!"

"Silence! Your gag is there for a reason you know" Kristen said.

Before they left I grovled at their feet, begging them not to do this to me. I placed gagged kisses all over their shoes and mmphed up a storm but they turned and left.

"Come here slave" they called me. Still on my hands and knees I crawled to the living room and groveled at their stinking feet. I couldn't believe this. My moms friend and her daughter had sold me into slavery.

I spent the day as their loyal foot slave, rubbing, massaging, sniffing and smelling them. I served as a footstool and let them rest their feet on my back. After hours of serving them my gag finally came off so I could worship their smelly, sweaty bare feet.

"Get used to the taste" Brooke said when I was cleaning between their toes with my tongue. "You'll be doing this every single day you are here."

I got to eat later on but like Barbara and Kim, they made me eat from between their toes. I slept tied up and gagged on the floor of Brooke's bedroom so she could wake me up by sticking her smelly unwashed feet in my face.

I was still gagged when I used the bathroom. I pulled my panties and pantyhose down and sat to piss.

"I'll be damned" Brooke said. "You really do sit down to pee. You even pull your panties and pantyhose down to your knees like a proper little lady. How adorable." 

I served them breakfast and then I got a turn. I had toast which they held between their toes. When I was done eating I had to lick the butter and crumbs away from between their toes. 

I was gagged after breakfast with six worn nylons and six wraps of duct tape. They decided to change my nail polish to a different color before they changed my wardrobe. They painted my fingernails and toes brown. Then I changed and put on a clean bra and panties, a yellow sundress, and suntan colored pantyhose. 

I spent the whole day cleaning upstairs. They made me save downstairs for the next day. Then they made me worship their feet again. I was so damn sick of the sight of feet. I never wanted to look at anybodys feet again after this experience.

I had dinner later on, spaghetti that they held between their toes for me to nibble down. Of course I had to clean up the mess afterwards. I spent the rest of the night bound and gagged at the foot of Nicole's bed.

The next day we had a visitor when I was cleaning downstairs.

The girls had invited a kid named Lance over. Lance and I had graduated school together and were part of the baseball team. The girls gave me no warning. I was wearing a bra, panties, a black French maid dress, and black pantyhose with reinforced toe. I was wiping and dusting around the house (gagged of course) when Lance saw me and stopped dead in his tracks.

"Hey isn't that...Thomas? What have you guys done to him?" Lance asked.

"It wasn't us" Nicole said.

"Yeah it was his moms friend Barbara and her daugher Kristen. It started with Barbara catching him dressing up in her clothes a while back."

"How could you let this happen man? You look ridiculous. You're wearing a dress and pantyhose for Gods sake!"

"He's wearing a bra and panties too" Nicole had to point out. 

I sobbed into my gag. 

"Oh man wait until the guys hear about this."

"Mmph! Mmmmph! Mmmmmmpppppphhhhhhhhh!" I begged him not to tell anyone.

"So I take it you guys didn't actually want to hang out" Lance said laughing.

"Sorry but we really just wanted you to see your old friend Thomas and the prediciment he's found himself in." 

"Maybe another time" Lance said. "I'll definitely come back to see Thomas here."

"He sadly won't be here much longer. He's going back to Barbara's friend Kim's house in a few days."

"You mind if the other guys stop by before he leaves? I'm sure they will want to see him like this too." 

I lowered my head and sobbed into my gag again. I was so humiliated. Lance left a little while later and I continued cleaning in silence and serving Brooke and Nicole all day. 

I rubbed their stinking feet and then my gag came off so I could worship them too. I ate dinner from their feet: pizza again. I was so sick of pizza and even more sick of feet. Even the sight of them made me shudder.

I sat down to take a leak after dinner. Brooke and Nicole both watched to make sure I was sitting. Nicole whispered something to her sister and I grunted into my gag as I wondered what they were up to.

I had to sleep bound and gagged at the foot of Brooke's bed. "Deep deep whiffs" she said. "Smell my stinky feet. I want you to smell them until I fall asleep. And then you can keep on smelling them until you pass out."

I spent all night breathing in her rancid feet. I woke up the next day with Brooke and Nicole standing over me giggling. Something did not feel right. "You're probably going to be pissed but we did something while you were sleeping" Brooke said. "Go into the bathroom and see for yourself."

I went into the bathroom and pulled up my dress and checked under my hose and panties. They had used tape to tape my junk. Thankfully they left my nuts alone but the tape was wrapped so tight it made it impossible for me to get excited for lack of a better term. And it made sure I had to sit down to take a leak.

I had to go so I sat down much to Brooke and Nicole's delight.

"I love it" Nicole said.

"Isn't this great?" Brooke said. "Now you HAVE to pee sitting like a girl haha."

I changed into a bra and panties and a pink dress and suntan colored hose. I was cleaning around the house again when I had more visitors, my friends Dan and Bill. 

"I had to see it for myself" Dan said.

"I didn't believe Lance when he told us but wow" Bill said. "I can't believe it."

"I like your pantyhose" Dan said. "They compliment your nail polish."

I sunk my head down low and sobbed into my gag. I had actual tears in my eyes. I felt so pathetic. 

"And what's with the gag?" Dan said.

"I think Lance said it's so he won't beg or complain or talk back to them. He says they keep him gagged all the time."

"I kinda feel bad for him. He can't even talk. I mean imagine not being able to speak up or defend yourself." 

I didn't have to imagine it. It was my life on a daily basis.