Sabrina the Teenage Witch’s Cousin

[Ahiru]

What is his mother's motivation in this? Is it just better behaviour,m. The writer in me is curious.

[DaraJaney]

Episode 16

Sabrina and her aunts heard about Eric’s consignment to dresses over the phone.  Sabrina had completely forgotten about her spell once the amusement of his cheerleading evening was over.  It hadn’t occurred to her that it would continue to have a devastating effect on him.

They had to come and see him.  Sabrina couldn’t believe it when she saw him mortified in an apricot dress, white stockings and high heels with his hair permed and his full make-up.  “Please cancel the spell”, he begged her.  She duly waggled her finger.

But the damage had been done.  He was still stuck in girl’s clothes for the rest of term unless he could convince his mother and the Headteacher otherwaise.  His mother clearly liked this situation and wasn’t going to unlock the spare room and all he had to wear were frilly panties, flouncy dresses and mortifying tights and stockings.

He begged Sabrina to magic it all away.  “Oh no!” she refused.  “I don’t think my powers extend that far.”  She was enjoying this far too much to even try.  Eric sighed, clutched his skirt and tottered off in his heels.

He decided that he was going to have to man up!  If he just refused to be all girly then maybe they would not be so keen on keeping him in dresses.

The following morning was Sunday.  His mother had decided that they were going to church.  She had a surprise for him.  She had bought him strap-on breastforms to replace his bra stuffed with socks.  The boobs were a bit bigger and considerably heavier than his previous tame effort.

Then she took a corset and proceeded to lace it up around his waist to give him a more convincing feminine figure.  He had to beg her to stop tightening it when he could barely breathe.  She pulled nude seamed stockings up his legs and fastened them to suspender straps attached to his corset.

Then she pulled a lacey camisole over his head and a half slip up over his stockings.  Eric squirmed on seeing his reflection in the mirror with his new larger boobs and lacey undies.  Then his mother buttoned up a thin white blouse which just about stretched over his boobs.  He could see the lacey outline of his camisole through the thin material.

Then she pulled multi-layered petticoats up over his slip and tied them at his slender waist.  This was followed by a pink pleated full skirt in a very light material which floated nicely on his petticoats.  Next were four-inch heels strapped at the ankle.

Eric tottered around uncomfortably for a few moments.  He tried to bend over and adjust his heels but he couldn’t in the tight corset.  He would be in the heels until somebody took them off for him and the same went for the corset and its tight strings.

Then they started on his make-up.  He was sat in a chair while they worked simultaneously on different tasks.  Sabrina glued on long false eye-lashes while his mother rouged his cheeks and applied lipstick.  His aunts were gluing long false nails on either side of him.

His make-up done, his mother slipped lacey fingerless gloves on his hands to complement his nail extensions.  Dangling ear-rings were clipped on, necklaces, rings, bracelets and anklets all added and a clutch purse thrust into his hands.

As they walked him out the door he realized that there was no possibility to “man up”.  The heels forced him to mince along in little girlish steps while the corset kept him in a perfectly erect deportment.  His boobs wobbled under his nose with every little step.  His skirt fluttered in the breeze and his hands rested on his voluminous petticoats which would need constant attention and adjustment.

He could feel his stockings and suspenders shifting gently with every step he took and the weight of his long false eye-lashes caused him to flutter them endlessly.  He clutched his clutch purse in both lacey gloved hands and his nail extensions would force him to be very careful and accurate in touching or picking up anything.

He was the epitome of a helpless female – trussed up and strapped in, painted on, barely able to walk or perform normal everyday tasks.  From his mother’s description of their day it was clear that they were not going to be back until late and he was going to be like this for the full day in front of lots of people he knew.

[dolly bo peep]

DaraJaney,

Thank you for another great episode.

Sabrina did remove the obedience spell, but at least for today, will have to most likely voluntarily go along with it because of the very real possibility of further embarrassment if he doesn't. 

The long fingernail extensions are a great addition - it should make the inevitable visit to the ladies room quite an adventure.

Are those dangling earrings constructed so that every head movement results in the various metal parts move against each other to produce a gentle jingling sound that's very apparent to the wearer? Are the bracelets and anklets similarly constructed?

The jingling jewelry would be a further addition to all the things Eric is aware of.

 Another accessory not specifically mentioned by required with that outfit is a proper hat.

I'm looking forward to the account of the events of the day, which will start with church. I wonder if the service will involve taking communion kneeling at the front of the church, and following service a line greeting the preacher by the open door with a breeze blowing in.

After this day is over, will Eric's mother like the demure demeanor of a corseted Eric and decide that for school, in addition to the newer, larger, more jiggly breast forms, he should always wear the corset and stockings in place of tights?

[DaraJaney]

Episode 17

First church.  The tall structure created all sorts of awkward gusts that had Eric desperately trying to keep his skirt and petticoats under control.  There were lots of people gathering outside and Eric couldn’t have attracted more attention if they had strapped a flashing light to his head!  The women and girls all gushed over his outfit and make-up and his mother insisted that he thank them all for their compliments  as if he were actually pleased!  He squirmed and kept clutching his purse like a stress ball.

His mother was quick to describe to everyone how his corset moulded him into a lovely shape and assure ladies that his fluttering petticoats were not going to reveal anything inappropriate as he had a lacey slip under his petticoats to keep his stockings and suspenders from view.  He could only blush and clutch his purse even more embarrassedly as they all tittered at the mention of his lacey undies.

Even sitting quietly in church there was no relief.  The tight corset kept him in a beautifully erect posture, he continued to flutter his eye-lashes and study his long finger nails resting on his petticoats and wonder how he could pick up a knife and fork or pull his panties down when he needed the toilet.

After church they were invited to Mrs Howard’s house.  She had a very girly daughter, Mandy, who had a couple of similarly minded friends.  They were all in their best Sunday dresses.  They were no sooner in the door than Eric was excitedly brought upstairs to Mandy’s room.

There was lots of girlish giggling as they opened the wardrobe and started rifling through Mandy’s extensive collection of dresses and skirts and blouses.  Eric looked on wide-eyed as they removed their dresses and stood around in their underwear holding dresses up facing the mirror, comparing blouses and discussing what he would look good in.  He was glad for once to be wearing layers of petticoats that concealed his excitement as he tried not to allow his gaze to linger on the girls’ undies!

Without asking permission they started unbuttoning his blouse and skirt and soon he was clutching his camisole and petticoats nervously as they giggled and poked at his false boobs and marveled at his slim waist in the corset.

Mandy thought his make-up needed touching up so they powdered more blush on and drew on eye-liner, lip liner and even brighter lipstick.  Then they zipped him into a dress with a full skirt that floated nicely on his petticoats.  They fussed over the seams of his stockings insisting that he tug them this way and that to get them straight.  This was impossible for him with his nail extensions so they started tugging at his stockings for him.

He had to excuse himself for the bathroom.  He stood by the toilet bowl wondering how on earth he was going to do this!  He couldn’t unzip his tight dress and therefore couldn’t undo his petticoats so he had to gather them up as best he could.  The long nails made it extremely difficult to gain purchase on the waist band of his panties to pull them down.

He saw his reflection in the mirror, petticoats pinned up under his elbows, his slip tugged up revealing his stockings and suspenders and his panties half way down to his ankles.  Pulling them back up was no easier and he spent ages trying to get his seams straight and petticoats smoothed down.

Eric could get used to spending time with girls in their bedrooms in their lacey underwear.  He just wished he wasn’t in a corset, petticoats and high heels himself.  But their enthusiasm was infectious and they seemed pleased with how he looked, whereas most people sneered at him.

Mandy zipped him into a lovely cream dress and as he looked in the mirror he had to admit that it fitted particularly smoothly over his corset and petticoats.  The girls were very please and he couldn’t help smiling with them as he gave a little twirl.  Then he saw his mother standing inside the door.  She had seen him admiring his dress in the mirror and twirling, seemingly pleased.

He was mortified.  So much for manning up!  “I think he really loves that dress!” she commented.  Mandy excitedly said “oh he’s very welcome to wear it!”  The girls all giggled.  His mother admired his new make-up.  “Do thank Mandy”, she told him.  He cringed inwardly but had to say “thank you for the dress Mandy” as his mother tugged him from the room.  “We must show the others your favourite new dress!”

He could see that his Sundays were going to be spent in corsets, petticoats, suspenders and high heels and there was now zero chance of convincing his mother to let him back into trousers again.

[dolly bo peep]

Another great episode - thank you DaraJaney.

The church service was embarrassing for Eric as well as being a dress-up and makeup doll for Mandy and her friends.

There is still the task of eating the Sunday meal handling the utensils with the unfamiliar fingernail extensions.

What humiliation and embarrassment are next for Eric?

[DaraJaney]

Episode 18

For Eric’s Mum’s birthday they all went to her favourite restaurant to celebrate.  Eric was very fidgety all evening.  He still hadn’t got used to his tight corset, taut suspenders and high heels and was uncomfortable and irritable.
 
A lady started breastfeeding her baby at the next table.  Most of them barely noticed but Eric started tutting.  His mother was cross with him.  “It’s perfectly natural”, she told him.  “It’s not right”, he insisted, “it’s ruining our meal”.  “Now don’t make a scene”, Zelda whispered as she became aware that people were noticing.

“Do you have a problem?” the lady’s husband asked out loud.  Silence descended on the restaurant.  “No of course not!” Eric’s Mum assured them, giving him a dirty look.  But the Maitre D’ was already coming over.  “Is everything alright?”

“These people seem to have a problem with my wife breastfeeding”, the man persisted.  “Really?  Then we will have to ask you to leave”, the Maitre D’ told Eric’s stunned table.  “We support breast feeding so if you are disturbing our guests you have to leave please!”

They were mortified having to leave the restaurant.  Families at nearby tables nudged each other and gave them dirty looks.  Eric realised that he was in trouble but nothing much was said that night.

The next morning his mother and Sabrina burst in to his bedroom while he was still dozing.  He got out of bed in just his panties.  Sabrina wiggled a finger in his direction.  His panties were replaced by a thick cotton nappy with plastic pants over it.  “Hey!”  He tried to pull at his nappy but his hands were no more agile than a baby’s.

“What the …..nnmmppphhh!”  His mouth was stopped up by a large soother.  He started suc-king on it.  “Hhhmmpphh!”  His mother faced him.  “You my dear are about to gain a better appreciation of breast feeding.”  He gave her a puzzled look.  Sabrina did her thing again.  A woman appeared beside Eric and he jumped in surprise.  She was wearing something like a nurse’s uniform or maybe a nanny’s uniform.  She was very buxom.

“Meet your wet nurse!”  “NNnggghhh!”  “You will be breastfed all this week”, his mother told him.  He whimpered through his soother but couldn’t spit it out.  “And then next Saturday evening you will be breastfed in the restaurant.”  “NNNNGGGGHHHH!”

Eric couldn’t help but look warily at his wet nurse’s large breasts.  His little member started to stir.  Sabrina’s finger also stirred.  Eric cringed.  He could feel that his boy’s parts were now enclosed in something very snug and hard.  He couldn’t get any larger and couldn’t feel any arousal despite imaging himself suc-king on the nurse’s tit.

“Remember his lovely baby dresses Sabrina?” his mother asked.  Sabrina smiled and did her thing.  “Nnngggghh!”  Eric was wearing a pink baby dress over lots of petticoats and a matching bonnet.  He looked in the mirror to see once again that his baby dress did not hide his nappy or the very frilly nappy cover.  His legs were in white tights and he wore pink knitted booties.

Sabrina looked around his room.  She considered his desktop computer with all his computer games strewn around.  “Nnngggghhhh!”  It was replaced in a flash with a large play-pen with lots of rattles, blocks and dolls.  High wooden bars appeared around his bed topped with a pink canopy and with a rotating carousel of animals.  One final flourish replaced the wallpaper with a cute nursery toy pattern.

“Now for your first feed!” his mother announced.  “Nnnggghhh!”  His wet nurse unbuttoned her tunic.  She took his hand and brought him over to a chair that she sat on.  He wanted to resist but was clearly well programmed by Sabrina.  He sat on her knee as she pulled her tunic down to reveal her bra.  He continued whimpering as she made him lie back and removed the nipple pads from her bra.   “Hhhhhmmmppphhh!”  And then he was silenced as her nipple filled his mouth and he started suc-kling.

His mother and Sabrina watched on smiling.  His wet nurse shuffled him a little until they found the most comfortable position as he continued to feed.  “I hope you like that because that is the only sustenance you’ll be getting this week.  Eric whimpered briefly but continued suc-kling.  They left to get their own breakfast.

When they returned Eric was suc-kling from the other breast.  He couldn’t stop himself until his wet nurse finally said “that will do for now baby”.  She replaced her nipple with his large soother and he continued to suc-k.

She led him to his play-pen and pushed him.  She closed the side bars and Eric flopped down on his thickly nappied bottom.  He didn’t want to play with any of these baby toys but found himself picking up a rattle and shaking it.  He looked up through the lace trim of his bonnet at the smiling faces looking down on him.

It wasn’t long before he had a wet nappy.  His nurse was bringing him to the changing table when Sabrina said “no let me!”  Eric cringed.  He was soon able to see the hard plastic chastity device that encased his tackle and prevented him from getting aroused while being breast fed.  He followed all of Sabrina’s instructions to turn over, raise his botty etc and waited patiently as she wiped and powdered his bottom.

They put him in a high chair so that he could look on as they had their meals.  He looked enviously at their roast chicken even thought he had a full belly of breast milk.  He needed to be breast fed at intervals during the night.  His wet nurse smiled as she saw him clutching the bars of his cot seemingly eager for his feed.

[dolly bo peep]

DaraJaney, that was another great episode.

When will Eric learn when to keep his opinions to himself?

An entire week of being a breast fed only baby in diapers and baby dresses, plus a trip back to the scene of the crime on a peak evening is probably the most humiliation and embarrassment he will have faced so far. At the restaurant, will the offended woman, husband, and baby be guests? Will baby Eric have to apologize to her, and will she be the one to offer her breast to Eric? Will Eric's crowning humiliation be at the end of adults' dessert at the diner, loudly pooping in his available diaper and have to wear it all the way home, sitting in his mess with his diaper so saturated that there is a little pee sloshing around in his plastic pants (a classic DaraJaney device in her classic stories)?

Will Eric's mother decide to keep the chastity device in place to ensure proper behavior?