Thomas 13

 Dan and Bill stayed until Lance came over. I had a pink dress and suntan pantyhose on with a bra and panties under them both. I resumed cleaning before Lance showed up. I dusted and polished up around the living room. Dan and Bill couldn't believe it. 

"I told you I wasn't lying" Lance told them.

Brooke and Nicole walked in. "You're just in time to watch us paint his nails" Brooke said. "Come here slave, and lose those pantyhose." 

I hated being called a slave. But I did what I was told and sat down so they could clean the old nail polish off. Brooke painted my fingernails and Nicole painted my toes orange. I put the hose back on when it dried. My friends couldn't believe it. 

"Can I get a picture?" Lance asked.

"I don't think Kristen or her mom would appreciate that or like the idea. But I don't see the harm if you tell more of his friends about him." 

"Mmmmmm! Mmmmph! Mmmmmppph! Grmmmph!" 

I begged and pleaded through my gag for him not to tell anyone else. I would be ruined.

I finished cleaning when they left. I sobbed quietly into my gag as I felt pathetic and my own friends thought this was all a big joke. After I was done cleaning, I really had to go to the bathroom again. I went up to Brooke and motioned to my junk.

"Mmmph! Mmmph! Mmmmmppphhhh!"

She led me to the bathroom and I pulled down my panties and pantyhose and squatted down to take a leak. I had no choice. Brooke and Nicole had wrapped my junk with tape and refused to let me remove it. It stopped me from getting "excited" and it also ensured I would have to pee sitting down every time.

I ate dinner from their feet (pizza again) and spent the rest of the night at the foot of Brooke's bed, gagged. "Deef whiffs" she taunted me.

"Deep deep whiffs. Smell my stinky feet. It's all you're good for, cross dressing and smelling feet." 

I inhaled her rancid feet long after she fell asleep. I spent the whole night with my nose pressed against her stinking feet. In the morning, I had toast and waffles from between their toes. Then I had to clean and lick all the butter and syrup away from their soles and toes.

"It's your last day here" Brooke reminded me as Nicole prepared my gag. Six worn nylon stockings and six wraps of tape to silence me. "So we have a few surprises for you. First we have a gift waiting in the bathroom. So go change." 

I went into the bathroom and put on a new bra and stuffed it with padding. Then I put on a clean pair of panties. Finally I put on their surprise. It was a bodystocking. A black fishnet bodystocking they had purchased just to humiliate me. I put my legs in first and pulled them all the way up. Then I pulled the rest of the bodystocking all the way up to my chest and hooked the straps over my shoulders to hold it in place. I felt so exposed. They gave me no dress or skirt to wear with it. They expected me to wear the bodystocking by itself with the bra and panties.

I went into the living room and kneeled at their feet. They made me start with a massage. A half hour for each of them. Then my gag came off so I could worship their feet. I kissed their arches, heels, and soles. I licked their soles and nibbled their toes. I even licked between them. 

"What a loser" Nicole laughed. "Licking our unwashed feet and in between our sweaty toes." 

"Find anything good in there?" Brooke asked. "Any yummy toejam?"

I did wind up finding and swallowing a good amount of their disgusting toejam. 

"Do you think he's ready for the second surprise?" Brooke asked.

"I think now while he's licking our feet clean is a perfect time to tell him. We are sorry we told Lance about you but don't blame us for this. Lance might have mentioned something to Nathan." 

I knew exactly who they meant and my heart sank when I realized what that meant. If Nathan knew, that meant his sister knew. 

Erin was a friend of mine and I always had a huge crush on her.

"Nathan told Erin and Erin told her friend Tara, who told their friend Anna. But don't worry. They're not going to tell anyone else. The girls and us have a group chat going. The girls have some cute nicknames for you. Pantyhose boy is my favorite. But Anna has been calling you a crossdressing sissy. And Erin and Tara are partial to Mantyhose." 

They made sure to gag me again before they told me that Erin was coming to see me. Of course I pleaded through my gag. But they refused to listen. Instead, they made me continue to smell their stinky feet until Erin arrived. 

She practically fell down laughing. There I was, bra, panties, fishnet bodystocking, and nothing else on. 

"You look stunning in that bodystocking" she joked. "And are those bra and panties from Victorias Secret? Do you...do you have breasts?"

"It's padding" Brooke said. "They make him stuff his bras."

"Oh my God. Thomas...what happened to you? Look what you've reduced yourself to." 

I sobbed into my gag. 

"Aww it's ok Thomas. Don't cry. I mean you must've wanted this right? If I heard the story correctly, you got caught dressing up in Kristen's moms clothes. And then you actually let her crossdress you, tie you up, gag you, make you worship her feet. What 18 year old man would let a grown woman do that to them unless they really wanted it right? So as far as I'm concerned you asked for this. How long is he staying with you?"

"He leaves tomorrow" Nicole said.

"He's going back to Barbara's friends place" Brooke said.

"For how long?" 

"They said they were planning to keep this up all summer."

"Ouch, tough break. I guess he's going to miss out on every single day of summer." 

I spent the rest of the night gagged and smelling their feet until they fell asleep. Kristen and Sharlene picked me up in the morning and took me back to Kim's, heels on, a wig, a blue dress, and black pantyhose. Kim and Barbara were waiting for me. My junk was still duct taped. Brooke and Nicole told Kristen about it who was delighted by the idea and couldn't wait to tell her mom about it. 

Barbara was stunned. "They taped his junk?"

"Uh huh. And I say we leave it like that. I think we should keep him taped up for a while. It'll curb his urges and now he HAS to pee sitting down" Kristen said.

I dropped to my hands and knees and kissed Barbara and Kim's stockinged feet.

"Please Master Kim! Please Master Barbara! I'm begging you! You have to let me remove the duct tape! I'm freaking begging you!" 

"I say keep it on for now" Barbara said. 'It doesn't seem to be hurting him or affecting him in any way. Now no more begging. You can keep kiss our feet."