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FAMILY FANTASY (C) February 2002
BOOK THREE OF THREE Part 7 of 9
(MFF,MFFf,Ffm,Rom,forced,coerced,nc,1st.time,teen,spk,menst,ws,bdsm,ped(sortof),etc)

Sexual Fantasy Fiction
By Writer'sCramp

Characters:
Richard Simmons, wealthy businessman
Amber now aged 20, wife of Richard
Cynthia, Amber's fantasy alter-ego
Roger Wright, medical doctor 
Margot Wright, wife of Roger 
Virginia, aged 18, daughter of Roger and Margot
Geoff Higrave, ex-vicar, repressed but learns to adapt
Edith Higrave, wife of local parson, aged 48
Jane Higrave, aged 22, daughter of Edith
Phillip Higrave, aged 15, wimpish and easily led
Arthur and Joanne Mellors, Butler & Housemaid
Alice Koning, aged 29, wife of Geoff's church elder
Jessica (Jessie) Koning, her daughter aged nearly 10

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Chapter Twenty
     Ginny was more excited than Jane at the prospect of Phillip's 
arrival.
     'I don't know why you're so worked up,' Jane told Ginny. 'It's 
only Phillip and he's probably going to be more in the way than enthral 
you with his   stimulating conversation.  I tell you he's an absolute 
wimp.  Hasn't got a brain in his head and never makes any constructive 
remarks.'
     'Well, Jane dearest,' she leaned across to her older sister 
speaking slowly and intimately.  'He's another cock.  Don't you see?  
No matter what he's like, he can always get a hardon to please li'l 'ol 
me,'
     'Don't count on it, Sis.'
     'Anyway if he's that dumb, at least we can make him the 
scapegoat around here.' She paused for a moment in thought.  'You 
know, Janie.  If he is that weak, we might be able to make him our 
very own sex slave.'
     When Jane looked at her incredulously, she explained further.  
'Just think about it.  The men here use us as their sex slaves, don't 
they?   Well I know we all like it that way but they do. Just imagine 
what we could do with him if we put our minds to work.  He could be 
on call twenty-four hours a day to keep us happy if we need a little 
extra on the side.  Two of our men are getting near to conking out after 
sex now.   It won't be long before they go on to a weekly cycle.  You 
know what I mean; two of the three will soon only be able to fuck us 
once a week. That'll soon wear the stud out, especially with five 
women all wanting their fair share of cock every week.  We wouldn't 
have to wait our turn at all.   Just holler and there's our very own 
private cock.'
     'Sometimes you're gross, Ginny but I do hear what you say. 
Really can't imagine spreading my legs so my brother can dip into the 
honey pot but he might be a bit of a diversion for the quiet times.  He 
could be our whipping boy.  Now that's something I'd like to do.  Pay-
back for all the nasty things he's said to me over the years.'
     'That's my girl.  I can't wait to see him react to having to 
pleasure his own sister.'
     'Don't get too excited.  The last time I saw his prick, it was 
smaller than a little grub.'
     'My sister, the peeping Tomasina.  Ha.  Ha.'
     'Well it was a long time ago.  Come on, let's go.'
     They walked outside where Mellors was waiting in the limo.
     'He's going to freak out when he sees this,' Jane said. Then 
looking at Ginny, she added, 'and when he sees you he'll come in his 
pants.  If you wear that top any lower, your tits will pop out.'
     'And if I open my legs any wider, so will his eyes,' Ginny 
quipped hilariously.
     Jane leaned over to the microphone and spoke.  'Mellors, 
dearest,' she simpered.
     'Yes, Miss?'
     'Do you remember when I was sent down to see you just after 
I arrived?'
     'Oh, yes, Miss, I most certainly do.' He wasn't sure what was 
to come next.
     'Well, I'm going to visit you again.  Have you heard?'
     'The Master did say something, Miss.'
     'I'll look forward to this time much more than I did the last.  I 
hope you're preparing yourself well.  Plenty of exercise and not much 
of the other, you know.  I expect to feel very satisfied when I leave you 
this time.'
     'Yes, Miss.  I will do my best to please.'
     Ginny looked at her enviously.  'You dirty pig,' she accused.  
'How come I can't get an invite down there into his sin bin?'
     'Just a matter of knowing the right people to talk to, Sis,' she 
said proudly.
     'Well, I'll probably be next.  He has to have something 
different from time to time or he'd get bored with just Joanne. Nice tits 
though,' she mused.
     'I agree.  Very suckable.'
     'Here we are,' Ginny said.  'Let's hope he's smart enough to 
catch the right train.'
     'Don't count on it.  Christ, your tits do hang out.  You'll have 
the platform in uproar.'
     She cupped her breasts proudly.  'Not bad for eighteen years 
old even if I do say so myself and Jane dear, no bra either, see? Firm 
as pumpkins.' They both laughed as they got out.
     They didn't wait long before the train arrived.
     'Is he really the nerd you've described, Sis?' Ginny asked.
     'Pretty much so.  It's just that he is never interesting. Always 
slow to catch on, you know what I mean?'
     'I guess I'll soon find out.'
     'There he is, looking lost as usual.  Phillip,' Jane called out 
and her boyish-faced brother saw her and walked over.  His eyes were 
focused on Ginny's vast expanse of bosom even before he reached 
them.
     'See.  What did I tell you?' Jane whispered from the corner of 
her mouth.
     'I'll bet he's got a hardon already,' the younger girl retorted.
     'Hello, Jane,' he mumbled, not knowing where to look next.
     'Hi, Phillip, this is Ginny.  We live at the same house 
together.'
     'Hello, Ginn...' He murmured again and then realising what 
his sister had told him, asked, 'What?  At the vicarage?'
     'No, silly, we don't live there any more.   Lots have happened 
but the best is that Ginny is now almost your sister, as well as me.'
     'How come?' He asked her with a blank look on his face.
     'Oh, don't worry about it.  You'll learn about everything soon 
enough.  Now say hello to Ginny.'
     'How do you do, Ginny?' He reached out to shake her hand, 
most embarrassed and unsure of just where to look.   Her taut breasts 
stretched before his eyes but he knew he shouldn't be staring.  The 
drawing power of the large cleavage was too much though and he kept 
glancing at her chest from the corner of his eye.
     'Lot's of things have changed Phillip but I'll let Mom & Dad 
tell you all about it.  We've got a fair trip to get to your new home.'
     'Wow,' was all he could say as they stopped at the limousine 
with Mellors opening the door for him. 
     The two girls giggled at his reaction.  Jane made a big thing 
of instructing Mellors to drive them home.
     'Yes, Miss,' Mellors responded.
     'Who's is it?' Phillip asked.
     'Ours,' both girls answered together.
     Phillip sat on the back seat next to his sister.  Ginny sat 
immediately opposite, with her back facing the way the vehicle was 
travelling.
     'How did your studies go?'  Jane asked for something to say. 
She wasn't prepared for his reaction.
     'I...  I...' His face puckered as if he was in agony and loud 
sobbing began.
     'What's the matter?' Jane asked in a surprised voice.
     'Oh, please don't tell Mum & Dad, Jane, but I...  I've been sent 
home.  They won't let me stay there any more.  I don't know what to 
do, Jane.'
     'What on earth happened?  Were you expelled?'
     'I think so.  The head said I wasn't good enough and then 
when they saw...' He began to sob loudly again.
     'What did they see?   Phillip, for goodness sake, what 
happened?'
     'I can't tell you,' he said between sobs, now most distraught.
     'Look, if you don't tell me everything, I'll tell Mum & Dad as 
soon as we get home.'
     'Oh, please don't Jane.  It's shameful.'
     Jane caught the gleam in Ginny's eyes.
     'Tell me, Phillip, now,' she demanded harshly.
     'I'll tell you when we get home.  Not with Ginny here.'
     'I told you, Phillip, Ginny is almost like a sister to you now.  
We all live together and share everything, so out with it, right now.  
You're worse that a girl,' she taunted.
     He leaned over and tried to whisper in Jane's ear.
     'Don't be so rude, Phillip.  Ginny has as much right to hear as I 
have.  Now out with it.'
     Ginny then leaned towards him, knowing full well that her 
cleavage became more greatly exposed to his view as she did so.  He 
couldn't help but stare as she leaned nearer.
     'I really am as good as a sister now, Phillip.  Don't be 
embarrassed.  What happened?'
     After some moments he looked away and then said to them 
both, 'Well, if you promise not to tell?' He looked to his sister for 
agreement.
     'Just tell us what happened, for goodness sake.'
     'Well,' he started, looking back at the very deep crevice of 
Ginny's breasts, 'After the Head told me I wasn't going to be a teacher 
at the seminary, I felt terrible.  I went to my room and couldn't stop 
crying.  I thought I was doing well, but he told me I had no aptitude for 
teaching and I had to leave.'
     'That's too bad, Phillip.  Really terrible,' Jane said trying not 
to show any sarcasm in her voice.
     'That's not it,' Phillip said and went on.  'That night I was in 
my room and the head walked in to see if I was all right. But he saw 
what I was doing before I could stop.'
     'What on earth was it?' Jane asked incredulously, realising 
something very personal was about to be told.
     'I cant...'
     'Phillip?' She looked at him fiercely.
     'Well I was...' He hesitated.  'I was uhm, playing with myself 
and he saw it,' he said quickly and quietly. 
     'You mean you were wanking off?' Jane asked with 
appropriate abhorrence.   She looked at Ginny who could hardly 
contain herself.
     'Yes.  Jane you won't tell Mum & Dad, will you.'
     'I should, shouldn't I Ginny?'
     'If you don't, you might be in as much trouble as he is,' Ginny 
told her wisely, trying desperately not to laugh.
     'I think you're right.  I'll have to, but I'll wait for a while and 
think about it.  I never thought my own brother would do such a filthy 
thing.  What do boys do when they do that?  I've only heard about it.  
What did the Head see?' She looked straight at Phillip as she asked.
     'Please don't make me tell you, Jane.  It's too embarrassing.' 
He was now begging and both girls knew they had him in a position 
they never imagined possible.
     'Well seeing this is your first day back, we'll leave it till later 
but you've got a lot of explaining to do, young man,' she warned.
     'Yes, Jane.'
     Little was said after that, each of then pondering over what 
had taken place.  Ginny, sitting directly opposite the gawking Phillip, 
closed her eyes as though she was drowsing.  Quite purposefully her 
legs began to part as her breathing became deeper and Phillip soon 
saw what lay before him, apparently not seen by his sister who was 
beside him and looking out the window.  The gap between Ginny's 
knees was widening almost by the second and her short skirt left little 
to the young boy's imagination.
     He had an almost uninterrupted view up her legs to the very 
secret of places where his eyes had never been before.  He had 
dreamed many times about spying on naked girls and seeing what 
really was beneath their dresses but never had the chance.  Here was 
that dream almost coming true and just a matter of inches from his 
eyes.  Her bosom stood up so the crevice between her breasts also 
caught his gaze and he could not help the erection that was now 
poking upwards inside his pants.
     'You dirty little boy,' Jane screamed, having seen where he 
was looking and then glancing down at his pants.  'Ginny, quickly,' she 
warned.  He's been looking up your skirt while you were asleep.  Close 
your legs.'
     He saw the injured girl opposite snap her legs closed and then 
before he could react any quicker, she leaned over and gave his face a 
blinding smack with her open hand.
     'You pervert,' Ginny cried out in mock disgust.  'What were 
you doing that for?'
     'Please, Ginny, I'm sorry.  I didn't mean to look, I just couldn't 
help it.'
     'Yes, you did.  You did mean to look and just because I didn't 
know my legs had parted.  If you didn't mean to, you could have 
looked out the window like any gentleman would have.  Why didn't 
you do that, you filthy boy.'
     'I didn't think, Ginny.  I looked but I didn't realise it.'
     'Yes, you did,' she accused him adamantly.  'You knew 
exactly what you were looking at.  What did you see?'
     'Nothing.  Truly, Ginny, I didn't see anything.'
     'Liar, you saw right up my dress, didn't you?  You saw what 
should be my secret place, didn't you?  Answer me, pervert.'
     He looked at Jane for support.  'Truly, Jane, I didn't mean to 
look.'
     'Don't talk to me,' his sister hissed.  'It all adds up, doesn't it?  
Being caught by the Head for something disgusting and then peeking 
up your new sister's dress when she wasn't looking.  Just wait until 
Mum and Dad hear about this.'
     That was too much and he began to wail in fear.  'Oh. Please, 
sis, I don't know what I will do if Mum & Dad find out. They'll kill 
me.  Please don't, Jane.  Ginny, I'll do whatever you want if you don't 
tell.'
     'You don't deserve any consideration,' Jane said unhelpfully.  
'Ginny and I will think about it but whatever happens, you've got a 
beating due to you that you won't forget for a long time.  Either Mom 
and Dad will give it to you or Ginny and I will.  Understood?'
     'Yes, dear Jane, I know I've been bad.  Please, will you do it?  
Don't tell Mum and Dad.  You don't have to tell them.  I don't care if 
you beat me.'
     'We'll think about it.   But you still haven't answered Ginny's 
question.'
     'What was...?'
     'I asked you, pervert, what did you see?'  Ginny stressed the 
question slowly, one word at a time.'
     'Honestly, I didn't see anything secret, Ginny.'
     'Did you see this far?' She opened her legs a small way but he 
didn't dare look.  'Look, stupid.  I'm asking you a question. Did you see 
this far?'
     'Oh.' He looked and in a near daze said, 'I think I saw a little 
further.  I'm sorry Ginny.'
     'What?  As far as this, then?' She opened her legs further and 
pulled her short skirt higher along her thighs.
     He blushed scarlet red as he became aware he could now see 
the join of her two legs but her thighs pressed together to stop his view 
any further.
     'Well?'
     'I don't think that far.'
     'So you didn't see the hair, then?'
     'Oh, no, Ginny, I didn't.' He still blushed furiously at this 
intimacy.
     'Lucky for you then, pervert.  When we get home, you can say 
hello to your parents, then Jane and I are going to decide what to do to 
you, you dirty little boy.  I bet you got a hardon when you looked, 
didn't you.  And stop looking at my tits.  They're mine, and you don't 
get to look at them without my permission. Is that understood, filthy 
boy?  And don't kid yourself, I'll probably never give you permission 
anyway.''

Chapter Twenty One
     Meanwhile, Amber knocked on the door of the Room of 
Purity and was bid enter.  She stood inside, naked, carrying her baby 
son, also unclothed.
     'Lay upon the altar, female, holding your son above you.'
     He held a large camera and had already begun to photograph 
them, talking, instructing all the time.
     'Cradle his face between your breasts.   Let him suck a nipple.  
Good.   Now lift him so you can kiss him.   Gently now. Good.  Push 
your tongue between his lips.   Right, that's great. Laugh with him.  
Keep him happy.  Now lift him up so you can kiss the very tip of his 
little penis.   Now your tongue.   Brush it against his little cock.  Now, 
put your lips around it.  Now right inside.  Yes, suck it in.  I hope he 
doesn't pee.  Spread your legs; rest his cock against your pussy.  A bit 
higher, can't get a good shot just there.  Good, that's right.   Now lower 
him down.  Let him fuck his mummy.   Great.  Push him down a little 
further so he can kiss your pussy.  Great.  God, it's giving me a hardon.  
Wonder if my mother let me do that.  Look, he's licking. Got a one-
track mind, that boy.  Put his hand over your hole. Great.  Now lay him 
down and you go between his legs to kiss his dick.  Lick it.  Great, 
female, that's the lot.  Go and put him back in the nursery and then get 
back here again.  Hurry.' 
     When she returned, only a few moments later, she found her 
High Priest lying on his back, legs apart.  Now you be my mommy. I 
have need of relief.
     Amber stood at the end of the so-called altar but found she 
had to kneel up on it to reach his erection.  Her lips pecked at the tip 
of his penis and then slowly engulfed the hardness until it's full length 
was enclosed in her mouth and throat. 
     'Yes, female, that's the way.  Make your High Priest very 
happy.  He wants to flood your insides with his seed.  Don't stop until 
his urges have subsided.'
     She began to move her face up and down on his stiffness, 
forcing herself not to gag each time his penis penetrated her throat 
cavity.  The thrill of power beat through her mind as she moved telling 
herself this man beneath her would do absolutely anything to keep her 
doing this if she decided to veto his request.  But she knew there was 
no way she would ever object. The very existence of this family, The 
Forum, depended on each member agreeing to anything any other 
member desired in the fulfilment of their desires.  If she objected, then 
she could not expect others to always agree when she wanted 
something special to be done to her.  In any case, she had never been 
subjected to anything that wasn't in some form, pleasing to her own 
desires.
     It took very little time before this middle aged sexually 
repressed ex-vicar reached the heights of passion.  She knew when his 
body began to arch, that he had soared to the crest and soon a single 
grunt rose from his lips and his whole body jerked as the first semen 
rose from his depths and shot against her tongue. She swallowed each 
spurt, pushing her tongue against the little slit to feel the strength of 
every tremor as his body discharged the white globules into her mouth.
     She rested with his soft penis still inside her mouth for nearly 
fifteen minutes after the last discharge of semen flowed. He stirred and 
without any words, they transferred to the bed where both slept until 
lunchtime, cuddled in each other's arms.

     Jane stood behind Phillip and signalled to Edith with her 
thumb and index finger formed into a circle, that the two girls had 
already got Phillip into some kind of compromising position. Edith 
nodded so slightly that the young boy never noticed the unspoken 
acknowledgment.
     'Welcome home, darling,' Edith hugged her son.  'There's a lot 
of changes since you went to college but we'll talk about that later.  
Your father's busy at present but you'll see him at lunch we expect.  
Now, the girls will take you up and get you settled.  They know their 
way around so just do as they say and everything will be fine.  You'll 
like it here.  We've got some very wonderful and close friends, far 
closer than ordinary family.  I know you'll just love being here once 
you settle in. Off you go now.'
     'Did you hear what Mom said, Phillip?' Jane asked as they 
walked up the stairs to the first floor.
     'Yes, of course I did.'
     'I mean about doing what we tell you?'
     'Oh, yes.'
     'Good because if you don't, we intend to tell them everything.  
Understand?'
     'Yes, I promise.'
     'You'd better,' Ginny added.  'I can't imagine how they'd react 
if we told everyone at the dining table about what you've been doing.  
You better believe we will tell if you don't follow instructions.'
     'I said I would be good, Ginny,' he said meekly.
     'Gosh, is this my room,' he asked most impressed as he 
looked around at the opulence of the left-side guest room.
     'You can enjoy this for the time being.  We might decide to 
send you out to the stables to sleep there unless you behave.'
     'Where's Dad?'
     Little did he know that just across the stairway his supposedly 
puritanical father was sleeping in the arms of a nineteen year old 
mother of two after being fellated to orgasm just a short time earlier.
     'He'll be back soon,' Jane told him.  'You must be hot and 
sweaty after all the filth that's gone through your dirty little mind this 
morning.  Go into the bathroom, take all your clothes off and shower.  
When you've dried yourself come back here.  Do exactly that and 
nothing else, understand?'
     'Yes, Sis, I won't be long.' He was happy to leave them.
     'You didn't say anything about putting anything on before he 
returned,' Ginny reminded her.
     'On purpose.  Let's see if he listened closely enough.' They sat 
on the bed and pecked each other's lips as though a secret pact had 
been made between them.
     'Want to take bets?' Jane looked at her co-conspirator.
     'I think we'll both want to bet on the same side.'
     'You're right.  There not much chance of him just prancing out 
in front of us starkers.'
     'Let's unpack his case.  We might be surprised.'
     'Bingo,' Ginny said with glee not long afterwards.  She held up 
a copy of Playboy.   'Dirty little prig,' Jane said.  'He'll pay for this, for 
sure.  Hide it under the case.'
     It wasn't long before they heard Phillip calling out. 'Jane?'
     'What?'
     'What'll I wear?'
     'Just do what I told you.'
     'You didn't say.'
     'Just exactly what I told you, Phillip,' she demanded. 'Think 
back.  Now hurry.'
     'Oh, I don't know what to do.  Tell me, Sis.'  He was now 
pleading for some instructions.   She had certainly not said anything 
about clothing.
     'You are making us very angry, Phillip.  Just get back here 
now.'
     The door opened and he emerged, a towel wrapped around his 
waist.
     'Did I tell you to wear that, you stupid boy?'
     'No, Sis, but you didn't say what I should wear.'
     'I did, Phillip.  I said when you've dried yourself, come back 
here.'
     'But I wasn't wearing anything when I finished drying 
myself.'
     'So?' She looked blackly at him.
     'I've got to come back in without any clothes on?' He almost 
screeched his question in disbelief.
     'Well you've done nothing but try and look down Ginny's top 
and right up her skirt when she wasn't looking.  I think it's only fair 
that you pay for that by showing us what's under your clothes.'
     'I can't,' he objected, now white-faced.
     'You so easily can and you will without further objections. No 
more chances or I'm marching straight down to talk to Mom.' She had 
called the ultimate bluff.
     'Will I take it off here?'
     'No, go back into the bathroom and return here as you were 
supposed to.'
     'The bloody long walk back will do him good,' Jane 
whispered to Ginny who sniggered with excitement.
     The very pale fifteen years old returned apprehensively, a 
hand clutching his genitals.
     'Now that's better, Phillip.  Just remember, you've exhausted 
all your second chances.  Disregard our instructions once more and I 
guarantee we'll be downstairs immediately.  And this will be going 
with us.' She brought out the Playboy magazine and threw it onto the 
bed.
     'You're a smutty little boy, Phillip Higrave.'
     'Yes, Sis, I'm sorry.'
     'From now on, you'll keep nothing from us.  Do you agree?'
     'Yes.'
     'Good.  Now put your hands behind your back.  Just to test 
your promise.'
     Reluctantly the hand covering his privates swept around to his 
back.  The blush was so crimson it not only covered his face and neck 
but most of his chest as well.
     The two girls stared at his groin with glee, seeing a drooping, 
shrunken piece of maleness even smaller than the scrotum that hung 
shrivelled beneath.   He sported a good crop of dark crinkly pubic hair 
but none showed above that point.  His chest was devoid of hair at all.
     'God, men are ugly down there,' Ginny said derisively. 'They 
are really gross.'
     'Turn around, you little pervert.  Let's see what your bum 
looks like,' Jane told him.
     It was a small compact area of flesh, taut and firm.
     'Hm,' Jane murmured.  'At least that's something to spank I 
suppose.'
     'But we'll have to get rid of all that disgusting hair,' Ginny 
added.
     'You're right about that.  Probably carries fleas anyhow.'
     'Yes, probably.  Does it itch down there where your thing is?' 
Ginny asked, matter of factly.
     'No,' he answered indignantly.
     'Turn back now,' he was instructed.  'Now lift it up.  Let's see 
it closer.'
     He picked the tip of his shrunken manhood between thumb 
and finger, gingerly raising it a small way.
     'It looks too small for a cock,' Ginny said.'
     'Maybe he's not a man yet,' Jane queried her sister.
     'Hm.  Perhaps he's not a man at all.  What if he's just a 
deformed girl?'
     'You might be right, Ginny.  He just could be some poor 
deformed female, but doesn't know it.  In fact I think you're right.   
She is a girl.   We'll have to call her Phillipa, instead.'
     'What do you think about that, Phillipa.  You're a girl the 
same as us.  Now there's no reason to be embarrassed in front of us.'
     'I'm not a girl, Ginny.  I'm a boy.'
     'No, I think Ginny's right.  You're just a poor girl with a big 
problem.  Ginny, we've got to dress her properly.  Will you go and 
find some clothes.  You're about Phillipa's size.'
     'Sure, I know just what's needed.' She quickly vanished from 
the room, leaving the still blushing boy naked in front of his sister.
     'It's wonderful to know I've really got a sister instead of a 
dirty minded brother,' Jane said.
     'I'm a boy, Jane.'
     'You will just do what we tell you, you little shrimp.  Just 
remember that, do what you're told and in the end it will be to your 
advantage.
     She leaned forward.   'Put your dick down.   Anybody would 
think you're trying to play with yourself again.'
     But as soon as he did so, she grasped the lifeless instrument.  
'If you were a real man, you'd have a hardon by now. There's no doubt 
about it, you're a girl all right.
     'Yes, Jane.' His face still flushed, he dared not look down at 
her.
     Ginny rushed back.  'Here we are.  Just right for you, 
Phillipa,' she said with glee.
     'Oh, yes, just right,' Jane agreed.  She picked up a pair of pink 
frilly panties and showed him.  'Your little pussy will feel lovely in 
these,' she said, making him blush all the more.
     She held them down near the floor and he stepped into them 
without even being told.  They fitted perfectly and Jane patted his 
bottom.   Then looking up she said,  'This bra's a bit big, Ginny.   
Looks like she needs a training bra instead.   Here, Phillipa, put this on 
for now but we'll change it tomorrow.' She picked two handkerchiefs 
and stuffed them inside the cups.  At least that'll show something until 
then.
     'Jane,' he pleaded.  'Mum will see.  I don't like this.'
     'Well you'd better start liking it because this is what a little 
girl should wear, training bra and all.'
     Both girls pulled stockings up his legs and then to his shock, 
clipped them to a suspender belt Jane fitted around his waist.
     'Put these on, Phillipa and make sure you don't damage 
them.' He looked down at the high heels on the floor in front of him.  
Try as he might, he couldn't slip them on and had to bend over to 
achieve what he was told to do.
     'Nice legs, Phillipa,' Ginny whistled appreciatively.
     Walking was almost impossible but he finally managed to 
walk to the bathroom where Jane told him just a little make-up was all 
that was needed.
     He was made to look at himself in the mirror as she applied 
lipstick, a little facial powder and mascara to his eyelashes. To finish 
the whole effect, Ginny pulled a blonde wig over his head and the 
transformation of Phillipa had been completed
     'Why, Phillipa darling, you look absolutely gorgeous. Doesn't 
she Ginny?'
     'Sure does.  Why if I were a man, she'd drive me wild. You're 
beautiful.  Gee, Jane,' she said excitedly.  'Now we know its Phillipa, 
not some crumby old brother, there's nothing to stop us getting 
undressed in front of her now.'
     'No, that's right.   But don't forget she still has to get punished 
for being such a dirty little pervert, don't you think? And there's that 
filthy magazine.'
     'Please don't hurt me, Jane.   I'm scared,' he almost sobbed in 
fright.
     'Ugh.  Look at that, Jane,' Ginny took the cue.   'I think she's 
becoming aroused.  Look at her clit, it's growing bigger.'
     And indeed, the panties were bulging out in front of them, 
much to his distress.  'I can't help it,' he whined.
     'Typical.   Thinks she's going to enjoy herself.   Tell me, 
Phillipa.' She held the copy of playboy out to him.  'Do you enjoy 
looking at pictures of naked girls in here?'
     He didn't answer so Jane opened it to the centrefold, laying an 
almost half-size naked woman onto the bed.  'Is this what makes you 
stick up?  Hm. I'll bet that's it, look at her thing Ginny.  It's positively 
gruesome,' she chided, seeing the bulge tenting out towards them. She 
must be a lesbian as well.'
     'Why don't you just look at real girls?'
     'I don't know any who would let me?'
     'You've never seen a real girl without any clothes on, 
Phillipa?  Answer me.'
     'No, never, Jane.  Truly.'
     'You've never spied on Jane when she was in the shower?  Or 
when she was getting dressed, Phillipa Higrave?' Ginny demanded of 
the cringing boy.  'But I'll bet you would like to, wouldn't you?  Haven't 
you wanted to hide in her room when she comes in to change?   You 
could look at her when she didn't know and see everything she's got.  
That's what lesbians want. Would you like that?'
     'No, I wouldn't do that, Ginny, really I wouldn't.' Phillip was 
becoming overwrought at the continued sexual tones of both the girls 
as they pressed him relentlessly.
     'I'll bet you would love to see Jane without her clothes on. 
Imagine it, Phillipa.  Imagine her standing in front of the mirror 
looking at herself.   She might even touch something.  You know, rub 
between her legs or her titties.  You'd like to watch that, be truthful.  
Wouldn't you? Wouldn't that make your clitty get big?'
     'Please, Ginny.  Don't make me say.'
     'Then what about me?  Would you like me to take my clothes 
off in front of you?  I mightn't even mind if you looked.  I might just 
stand still and let you reach out a hand and touch me some place.'
     Phillip was distraught.  Sure he wanted that.  His mind was 
wild with imagining but he knew that if he admitted any of these 
feelings he'd probably have to kill himself.   The consequences were 
just too bad to think about.
     'I know what we'll do,' Jane said.   'We'll help her consider.  
Lay on the bed, Phillipa.' She held the Playboy up, showing him the 
centrefold again.  'Seeing as you like this naked girl so much, you can 
make love to her.  Do you know how to make love?'
     'Of course I don't,' he almost squeaked he answer.
     'Then we'll teach you.  Lay back.  Now, here's your lover. 
Look.   She's even taken off all her clothes for you already. I'll bet 
she's excited.   Just like you, Phillipa.   Your clit's stiff as a pole, a lot 
bigger than mine.  We know all about the filthy thoughts that go on in 
dirty little lesbian's minds.' She ripped the full centrefold out and laid 
it on top of him, the naked girl facing him.
     'See, she's laying on top of you.  No doubt about what she 
wants, is there?  Kiss her tits, Phillipa.  That's right, lick them all over.  
Are they soft?' He made no reply but licked the paper where the 
breasts were.
     'Can you feel her squirming all over your clit?  That's what 
she's doing.  I can see her,' Jane commentated, watching his erection 
which remained stiff in the panties.  Ginny looked on in amazement.
     'Girls love to be kissed on their pussy, Phillipa.  Kiss her 
there.  Push your tongue into her hairs and kiss her on her slit. Gently.  
Not too hard.  Girls are very tender down there.  Good. I think you 
have done this before, Phillipa.  Have you been lying to us?'
     The boy couldn't answer and just shook his head, while he 
maintained his tonguing of the paper pussy.
     'Oh, Phillipa, you've pushed your tongue right through her. 
Look it's coming out the other side.' She lifted the centrefold and he 
could see the wet hold he had made over the crotch.
     'Well I suppose that's O.K.   You can make real love now.' 
Jane pulled the top of his panties down and his erection sprang up.  
She pushed the wet hole over it.
     'Congratulations, Phillip, you're right inside her now. Does it 
feel good?  I hear that it gives boys an incredible feeling to stick their 
thing inside a girl.  Is it nice?'
     'Yes,' he whispered.
     'You're fucking a girl, Phillip.   But don't you do anything 
dirty like coming inside of her.  Not unless she says it's alright.'
     'No, I won't.'
     'I think she's had enough of fucking, Phillip.   Pull your dick 
out of her pussy,' Jane directed, looking at Ginny with a smirk.
      Jane helped him to remove the paper doll from his hardness.
     'Well, Phillip, you've just done the next best thing to having 
sex.  Was it good?' Jane asked with a smirk.
     'Yes, he whispered,' lying still and fully exposed to the two 
girls gaze.
     'It's time for your beating then.  Seeing it was her skirt you 
looked up, she is going to do the spanking.   That's fair, isn't it?'
     'Please don't hurt me too much,' he whimpered, sitting 
upright, now very scared again.  His erection had deflated noticeably.
     'Phillip, I'm not going to hurt you at all,' Ginny told him. 
'What you've done yourself is what's going to hurt.  Now stand up in 
front of me.  I'll tell you what to do.'
     He did as instructed and saw Ginny take the playboy 
magazine and roll it up tightly.  'This is what's going to hurt.  If you 
hadn't bought this filthy magazine, you probably wouldn't be getting a 
walloping now.  Now, lower your panties down to your ankles and lay 
over my knees with your hands on the floor to steady yourself.  If you 
buck around and fall off we'll have to start all over again.  
Understand?'
     'Yes, Ginny,' he said bending down to drop the panties.
     'How many does he deserve, Jane?  A good dozen?'
     'That's probably too easy on him but I suppose it'll do for the 
first time.'
     'Right, twelve wacks on the bare backside.  Just make sure 
you don't shoot your spunk over me while you're getting it. You'll get 
a hundred if you do.'
     'Please don't hurt, Ginny.  I'm really sorry.'
     'Too late, pervert.  Now lay over me.'
     He moved quickly and felt Ginny's hand stroking his bottom 
cheeks.  It felt very sexy, sending blood streaming up his shaft again.  
'God, he's got an erection again,' Ginny told Jane.  And then to him she 
said, "Remember, piggy, if you wet my skirt, you'll pay for it.'
     The first wack landed over both cheeks and Phillip gave a 
loud gasp but remained still.  The same for the next several which 
began to redden his behind, but he made no move to get away.  After 
six, he was panting with pain, grunting with each stroke.  The folded 
magazine was heavy and Ginny wasn't going to make it easy.   In fact 
she enjoyed her role, it was usually she who was on the receiving end.
     She landed one hard stroke making the boy cry out.  'Please, 
Ginny.  It hurts so much.'
     'Good,' she responded and continued to lay it on.  His hard 
penis pushed against her legs and she knew there was an even chance 
of him spurting all over her.  It would be rather good she thought.  
Give me a chance to belt the living daylights out of him.
     The tenth landed very hard and he burst into screeching tears, 
his body wobbling as he tried to ease the burning in his rump.
     She eased up a little for the last two and then held him down 
with her hand pressed unto his lower back.
     'You're not going to do anything filthy now, are you?' She 
asked, feeling his erection still hard on her thighs.
     'It's not my fault,' he cried out.  'Help me up.'
     'Stay very still, Phillip.  Don't you dare come over Ginny's 
skirt,' Jane warned him fiercely.  'Control yourself.'
     Ginny lifted her hand and he pushed himself up, trying 
desperately to get off her before he made a mess of himself. 'Stand 
still, you fool,' Ginny said.  'Don't you know movement makes it all the 
worse.   If you shoot spunk over me, Phillip, I'll kick you in the balls 
and smear your gunk all over your face.  Now get control,' she snarled 
at the distraught boy.
     They let him calm down and were pleased he didn't climax. 
Both girls had things in store for him, mostly centred on their ability to 
bully him in any way they wanted.   Finally he calmed down and they 
saw his cock softening.
     'Did it hurt that much,' Jane asked.  'It didn't look too bad to 
me,' she said without sympathy.
     'It hurt a lot,' he told her, rubbing a hand over his fiery bottom.  
'She made me cry,' he said indignantly.
     'Oh, did she now?  Well, if you think that was bad, we've got a 
lot worse in store.  What I think you should do right now, young man, 
is to apologise for every filthy thing you've done and thank her for 
making you a better boy.'
     He looked at his tormentor and capitulated once again. 
Standing in front of Ginny, he lowered his eyes and said, 'I'm sorry for 
what I did, Ginny.  Please forgive me.'
     'And?' Jane prompted him.
     'Yes, and I have to thank you for spanking me.'
     Ginny smiled knowingly at Jane.  'He's behaved himself for a 
good while now, Jane.  I think he deserves a treat.'
     'Maybe,' she agreed and bent over to whisper in Ginny's ear.
     Whatever she said made Ginny happy because she nodded 
vigourously, and walked out of the room giggling.
     'She'll be back soon, Phillipa, with your treat.' Jane said. 
'Leave your panties around your ankles and sit up on the bed, near the 
pillows,' she indicated.
     Phillip knew he was still vulnerable to their gaze but relieved 
that his thing had deflated somewhat.  It seemed so much worse when 
they saw him in a state of erection.
     Ginny returned, having changed into a frock, which came 
down to her knees, buttoned up the front right to her neck.  It still 
showed all her curves but covered much of the display of flesh she had 
shown before.
     'Gosh, it's hot in here,' Ginny declared, sitting on the edge of 
the bed.  She looked at the expectant boy sitting above her.  'Oh, 
Phillipa, I can see your pussy,' she giggled.  He blushed deeply as 
usual.
     Jane controlled what was to happen next.  'Well why don't 
you lay down then, dear,' she suggested to the hot girl.      'That'd be 
nice,' Ginny agreed, pushing her bottom onto the centre of the bed and 
laying back.  She pulled her skirt up above her knees saying, 'I've just 
got to cool down.'
     Jane looked at her brother.  'We're all girls here, aren't we, 
Phillipa?' Watching Ginny laid out in front of him, he just nodded.  
'Yes, right,' Jane agreed.   'We'd know if Phillip was here because his 
little dick would be sticking right up by now and he'd probably be 
thinking of raping her but with us three girls it's alright.'
     She continued, setting the scene to tease him cruelly again. 
'Of course, if he was here, if his dick rises up, then we would have to 
stop what's going to happen next.  It's just for us girls, right, Phillipa?'
     'Yes, Jane, that's right.'  He looked between his legs, mindful 
that an erection would stop the next happening.
     'Oh, it's still so hot,' Ginny moaned.
     'Let me help you darling,' Jane said moving to the end of the 
bed.  'Is that better,' she asked, folding the skirt higher up Ginny's legs, 
watching Phillip as she did so.
     'A little more, Jane dear,' the hot girl instructed.
     This time, tops of stockings were exposed and even the hint 
of pinkness in the deepest vee of her legs.
     Jane looked at Phillip and then glanced down at his groin. 'No 
movement, Phillipa?  That is good.' His very being was trying 
desperately to waylay any thoughts of arousal.
     'Is my darling girl still hot,' Jane asked, kneeling on the bed 
and pecking her lips with a brief kiss.
     'Yes.  It's still very warm.' 
     Jane folded the skirt to her waist this time, exposing pink silk 
panties, tightly fitting over the hot girl's secret region. 'Let me try and 
cool you down, darling,' Jane cooed, and began to slide her hands over 
the exposed thighs, pushing legs wider apart until she was able to 
cradle the silken covered crotch with her whole hand.
     Again, Jane watched Phillip as he tried to sit still and 
unmoved by the exciting scene in front of him. 
     'Is that nice, darling?' Jane asked, looking straight at Phillip.
     'It feels lovely, Jane dear.  Keep doing it.   But it makes me 
even hotter.'
     Phillip felt the stirring in his groin and put his hand over the 
offending organ.   'Hands off, Phillipa, don't try to cover your pussy 
up.' He pulled away but knew his ability to remain unaffected was 
about to end.
     Jane looked back at Ginny as she brushed her hands over the 
silken clad crease.  'Still hot, darling?'
     'Worse than ever.'
     Jane moved a little and leaned over the hot girl's chest. 'This 
will help.' She began to slowly undo the buttons at Ginny's neck, 
spreading the garment as she progressed downwards.  Her eyes 
remained on Phillip's cock and she was pleased to see the manhood 
growing.   It wouldn't be long before Phillip was disappointed again.
     Ginny's chest was exposed to show a matching bra just able to 
hold the upthrust breasts, a large amount of flesh falling out around the 
edges.  Still watching Phillip, she leaned down and placed a kiss right 
between the two tits, lingering as she dared the boy not to grow his 
erection.  'Will I take it off, darling' Jane asked as her hand reached for 
the clasp between the large breasts.
     'Yes, please, dearest Jane,' the younger girl cooed.
     And then Jane's voice turned harsh.  'Oh, you filthy beast, 
Phillip.  It was you all the time, and spying on Ginny again. Pull your 
panties up and go into the bathroom.' He rushed out shamefaced, 
blushing with intense embarrassment and regret because he wasn't 
going to see what the girls would do next. 'And don't you dare touch 
yourself,' he heard a voice call out after him.
     Jane fell over Ginny as they both burst into fits of laughter.  
'Would you have shown him my tits, sis?'
     'If his cock hadn't risen I would but I knew there was little 
chance of that.  He is after all a boy and they've got just as dirty minds 
as our daddies.'
     She placed her lips over Ginny's and they kissed each other 
passionately, arousal growing within each.  'We'd better go down,' 
Jane said breaking the embrace.  Ginny pulled her down one last time.  
'I do love you, my darling sister,' she said looking at her with wet, 
loving eyes.
     'Me too,' Jane responded.
     Phillip was allowed to put a shirt and trousers on over his 
feminine underwear.  'What about these?' He asked with concern, 
pointing to the small breasts that pushed against his shirt.
     'They're only imitation,' Jane said non-committaly.
     'But everyone will see.'
     'Then they'll know you are a girl,' she said matter of factly, 
amused with her ability to browbeat her younger brother so easily.

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