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 The Gang Part 66 By Kelly Slimspank KellySlimspank@Googlemail.com
   copyright 2008 by Kelly Slimspank, all rights reserved
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   "Bra first I think" said Helen picking up the white trainer bra and
handing it to Paula in the hope she wouldn't be betraying her own ignorance
of such articles of underwear.
   Paula approached Giles with a huge grin, and Giles looked down at the
floor blushing profusely.  She eased Giles' compliant arms into the straps
and pulled it into position.  It was tight, and she had to pull hard to
fasten it.  The discomfort of this over-small harness was outweighed by the
humiliation of wearing it, and Giles' pitiful expression dropped a little
further as his lower lip quavered just a little.
   The other girls danced around him in glee, taking in all the details of
his naked and erect body.  Susan even brushed up against his erection a
couple of times; managing to stroke her fingers up and down it teasingly.
Having such a doll to play with, a live one, a boy of such advanced age,
was more excitement than they could contain, and they expressed this with
their dancing and shrieking in joy.
   "Knickers" said Helen holding up the white frilly knickers with the pink
flowers embroidered on them.
   "Oh me me me!" pleaded Susan holding her hand as high up in the air as
she could stretch it.  Helen generously handed the knickers to Helen who
almost snatched them from her grasp.  The other girls looked on jealously
as Susan dropped to the floor and lifted one of Giles' feet to thread it
through one of the leg holes.
   "And the other" she said, lifting his other foot.  She pulled the
knickers up Giles legs and stood as she did so.  Forcing the material to
stretch enough to pass his thighs was only a small struggle, but seating
them on his bottom was a little harder.  Susan did not shrink from the task
of taking hold of his stiff willy to adjust it to the unfamiliar housing of
the white cotton.  She spent a long time adjusting the fit, tugging here,
and tucking there.  When she was satisfied she stood back and admired the
effect.  All the girls clapped and bounced up and down, giggling and
laughing.  The knickers were too small, even though they had once belonged
to Paula's older sister, and they were incapable of containing even Giles'
undersized erection.  His hard-on sat almost horizontally across his groin
forming a rigid bar across the front of the knickers, but at a slight
angle, it rose until it poked out of the top.  No amount of effort from
Susan had managed to keep it under control and inside the garment.  And
looking at it now she was glad that she had failed, this was so much more
delightful.
   "Socks" said Helen, holding up the white knee-length socks "Bridget, why
don't you?"
   Bridget took the socks with no great enthusiasm.  Giles' feet weren't
his most attractive feature, but then, as she looked him up and down, she
wasn't sure he had one.  Once again Giles was forced to cooperate with the
girls and he raised and lowered his feet on command, and allowed Bridget to
roll the undersized socks up his calves to just below the knee.  They felt
odd.  Giles' socks normally came to just above his ankles, and this feeling
of constraint around his calves was disconcerting; just like the small
knickers with his stiffy poking out and the trainer bra.  The whole
experience was uncomfortable just from a physical point of view, let alone
from a psychological and emotional one.
   "Time for the dress" said Helen holding up the over fussy pink frilly
party dress.  Giles stared at it blinking.  It was ludicrous, he was going
to look ludicrous, not that he didn't already, but this...  He could only
hope that the girls would tire of their game and give up on him.  He stood
resigned to suffer the interval between now and their inevitable boredom.
   Helen did not offer the dress up but sat it on Giles' head herself.  She
pulled it down, tugged his arms up through the sleeves, and then continued
dragging it down over his chest and tummy.  Taking it from the hem she
pulled it further until it came down over his bottom.  The hem rested just
a little below the base of Giles' buttocks.  He was decent, but only barely
so.
   "Sandals" said Helen holding up the pair of red strap-over sandals.
   Jenny, not having taken an active part yet felt obliged to volunteer
"I'll do those" she said.
   She stooped to Giles' feet and began to force one of the sandals on. 
Giles' feet were too big and it was a struggle, but she managed to force
his feet into them, and managed to just buckle the straps over the top. 
The flesh of Giles' feel bulged out of them painfully.  Giles looked down
in misery.  Not only did he look completely ridiculous, his feet were
hurting badly.  His only comfort was that he didn't have to walk anywhere.
   "I'll do the bonnet" said Paula enthusiastically.  Helen picked up the
bonnet, a little annoyed that Paula hadn't waited for her to present and
announce it, and handed it across to her.  Paula plonked it on Giles' head,
turned it slightly so that the pink and blue ribbons fell to the back, and
then stood back to admire her handiwork.
   Helen picked up the handkerchief and offered it to Giles, you can tuck
this in your sleeve or your knickers, as you wish" she said to him
generously.  Giles stared at the small white square of cotton with the
multicoloured butterflies embroidered on it and sighed.  He took it from
Helen and tried to tuck it into one of the short sleeves of his dress, but
it kept falling out.
   "Knickers then" said Helen helpfully.
   Giles lifted his dress a little at the side, and tucked the handkerchief
inside the waistband of his knickers at his hip.
   "Oh this is just too precious" said Helen clapping her hands together.
   "You look gorgeous Giles" said Susan.
   "A proper little girl" said Paula.
   "The hair's not right" said Jenny "It would be better with a wig."
   "Does anyone have a wig?" asked Helen hopefully.
   The girls shook their heads.  "Mandy does" said Susan.
   "Does she?" asked Helen.
   "From when her mum had cancer and all her hair fell out.  It's grown
back now so Mandy's got it to play with" said Sarah.
   "Can we borrow it?" asked Helen.
   "We can ask" said Susan.
   "I bet if we let her play with us she will" said Jenny.
   "Especially if we let her play with Giles here" said Paula.
   "Gillian" said Helen firmly "Her name's Gillian."
   The girls all giggled and raced their eyes up and down Giles' ridiculous
outfit.  Giles tried to remain impassive.  So long as he gave no reaction,
caused no trouble, they would have no excuse to be mean to him.  His
situation was already about as bad as it could be, he couldn't bear the
thought they'd make it any worse.
   "Anyway, your hour should start now Susan" said Helen "What do you want
to do with him?"
   Everyone, including Giles, looked at Susan, waiting with baited breath
for what she was going to announce.  Everyone hoped that it would be
something outrageous, something really really fun, but they had no idea
what she might suggest.
   Susan had no better idea than the others.  Her face creased into a
thoughtful little frown as she considered the options.  Everything she
thought of either seemed very boring after what they had already done, or
involved stripping Giles off again, and considering the clothes they'd just
dressed him in that just seemed a shame.
   The others continued to wait.  Giles eyes were almost pleading, hoping
that Susan would take pity on him and choose something he could cope with.
The girls of course wished exactly the opposite.  The tension in the room
rose with each second that passed.
   Suddenly Susan's pensive little frown turned into a beautiful sunny
smile, and her eyes widened with joy.  They knew that she'd come up with an
idea, and they sensed from her reaction that it was something special.
   The gang were approaching the back of the Rec.  now, where on this side
it met the edge of the forest.  Trees began to sprout taller and more
impressively the further they walked.  On both sides of the path thick
bushes grew, and the ground opened out in places, to allow space for
children to play.
   Ben and Alison had taken the lead again, and now they were holding
hands. This unfamiliar practise was not as unpleasant as Ben had expected.
The feeling of Alison's hand in his was comforting, and even a little
exciting.  He just hoped no-one saw them.  Alison beamed cheerfully, and
she skipped along in excitement.  A little way behind them Paul and
Victoria and Emily talked quietly.
   "The question is where?" said Paul "With the den out of commission until
we know it's safe, we're a bit stuck."
   "We can't use my place" said Victoria "My parents will be back."
   "But I lost the bet" said Emily disappointedly "It wouldn't be fair if I
didn't have to pay up."
   "Well maybe we can go back to the den" suggested Victoria "Not during
the day, but this evening.  They won't be working during the evening will
they?"
   "That's true" said Paul "It might be okay this evening."
   "It's still a long wait" said Emily "I want to pay up now."
   "There's some long grass over there" said Paul.
   "No!" said Victoria "Have some patience.  We can't take too many risks."
   "Speaking of which" said Emily "Shouldn't we tell those two to stop
holding hands?"
   Victoria looked up and she smiled.  Ben and Alison made a very cute
couple "No, leave them, it won't do any harm."
   "You really are going soft" said Paul.
   "I know" said Victoria.
   "What if someone sees them?" asked Emily.
   "Well, I think Ben's mum and dad suspect anyway, and if people know that
Ben and Alison are sweet on each other so what?  So long as no-one knows
what they're up to it can't do any harm" said Victoria.
   "So long as no-one suspects" said Emily.
   "I don't see why they should" said Paul "I mean who would?  They're only
kids, and people'll probably think it's all very sweet and innocent, so
long as they don't do anything stupid in public."
   "Aren't they just so cute though?" said Victoria "Couldn't you just
gobble them up?"
   "She might be cute when she's like that" said Emily "But she's not so
cute when she's got a temper on her.  Or when she's squirting come all over
you." Emily looked down at the now dry stains on the front of her dress.
   Trailing along behind were Dave and Amy.  Dave had picked up a stick
along the route and was scraping it along the ground as they walked.
   "I just thought it was a bit unfair" said Dave "They didn't really do
anything, that's all I'm saying."
   "They didn't do as Victoria told them and they were annoying" said Amy.
   "Yeh, but so what?  People don't have to do what Victoria says, she's
not the Queen" said Dave.
   "Victoria's in charge" said Amy.
   "Only of you lot, not of everyone" said Dave.
   "And you!" said Amy "She's in charge of you too!"
   "Yeh, and me I suppose" he said a little reluctantly battering his stick
against the ground a couple of times.
   "And everyone else" added Amy "She should be in charge of everyone
else."
   Ben and Alison stopped suddenly and turned their heads to the side. 
Alison held up a hand to the others to stop them and quiet them.  Victoria,
Emily and Paul slowed to a halt and fell silent, looking over at Alison
quizzically.  Dave and Amy caught up with Victoria's group "What've we
stopped for?" asked Dave loudly.
   "Shhhh!" said Victoria, trusting Alison's instincts.
   Alison dropped Ben's hand and stepped off the path towards the bushes.
Keeping a close eye on where she trod, she stepped carefully into the
bushes; moving stealthily.  She moved a few yards in this way and then
stopped.  Alison appeared to be peering at something through the bushes,
but then she retreated as silently as she had advanced.  Only when she was
back at the path did she speed up to a normal pace, and she headed directly
to Victoria to report.
   "There's a boy, I recognise him from your school, but I don't know his
name, he's sat in the bushes with a catalogue, but he's not wearing any
trousers and his shirt's undone all the way down" she said.
   "What kind of catalogue?" asked Emily.
   "Just a normal kind, I think he's looking at the girls' underwear
section" said Alison.
   "Where are his trousers then?" asked Victoria.
   "I didn't see them, but the bushes are obscuring most of the ground so
they could be there" replied Alison.
   "What's he doing exactly?" asked Paul.
   "Not a lot really.  As I said he's just half sat half lying, with his
shirt undone and no trousers on.  I couldn't see clearly but I think he's
got a bit of a stiffy in his pants, and he's just staring at the pictures
in the catalogue" said Alison.
   "Is he wanking?" asked Victoria.
   "I don't think so.  He did kind of stroke the front of his pants a bit,
but it was only fleeting" said Alison.
   "What do you think?" asked Emily.
   "I think we should pay this boy a visit" said Victoria "How old is he?"
   "I'd guess about thirteen" said Alison "Maybe fourteen though, not
sure."
   "Emily, give Alison the camera" said Victoria "You go back and get some
pictures, give us a wave when you're done and we'll come and join you."
   "Then we'll give him a surprise" said Emily.
   "Or a heart attack" said Paul.
   Alison took the camera and retraced her steps carefully back through the
bushes.  The boy was still there, and still unaware of her presence.  With
great care Alison started taking photographs, making sure she got a good
shot of the bulge in the front of his pants.  Thirteen or fourteen, either
way, he was well hung thought Alison.  Slowly, she twisted her body round
at the waist, keeping her feet firmly planted on the floor, and she waved
at Victoria and the others.
   "You stay here with Dave" Victoria said to Amy, not trusting him to pass
through the bushes quietly.
   "What about Ben?" asked Emily.
   "You stay here too Ben" said Victoria, remembering his previous
clumsiness "We'll call you over when we've caught him."
   Victoria, Emily, and Paul moved off up the path, and slowly and
carefully they made their way to Alison's side, where they too could see
the boy engrossed in the catalogue.
   Victoria smiled and opened her mouth to speak.
   Susan grinned at the girls, and then flashed her grin at Giles.  He
shuffled his feet uncomfortably.  He didn't know what cruel idea had sprung
into her ten year old mind, but he was certain he wasn't going to like it.
   "Well?" asked Helen, barely able to contain herself any longer.
   "I think we should take him for a walk" said Susan "We can go to Mandy's
house, see if she'll let us borrow her wig."
   The girls all squealed with delight, bouncing up and down and rubbing
their hands together with glee.
   "That's a great idea" said Helen.
   "We can take him all over the village" said Paula.
   "Everyone will see how pretty he looks" said Jenny.
   "She" said Helen "Everyone will see how pretty she looks."
   "Yeh, Gillian, everyone will see Gillian!" they cried in unison.
   Giles lifted his head and looked round at the girls not believing they
would do this.  "Helen, you can't" said Giles.
   "Yes I can" said Helen firmly.
   "Mummy won't let you, she'll be cross" he tried.
   "No she won't she said you had to play with us" said Helen "Let's go!"
Helen took a firm grip of Giles' hand and the girls headed quickly to the
door.  Except that Giles didn't move.  Helen stopped and turned to him
"Gillian, if you don't do as you're told, exactly as you're told, I am
going to have to beat you just like mummy said, and I'm going to have to
tell her you've been naughty."
   "And dirty" said Paula "Don't forget he was being very dirty before,
when his thing was all hard."
   "That's right, I'll have to tell mummy that too" threatened Helen.
   Giles unglued his feet from the floor and began trudging slowly to the
door.  Helen towed him along enthusiastically.
   "Hello Eric" said Victoria in a voice full of surprise and pleasure.
   The boy half sat and half led on the ground jumped and he dropped the
catalogue to the floor.  His expression when he turned his head was full of
guilt.
   "You can join us now" she called back to the small posse left on the
path, as she, Emily and Paul moved through the bushes to surround Eric.  He
reached for his trousers, his other hand held across the front of his pants
to cover the embarrassing bulge there.
   "Oh no you don't" said Victoria, stepping on his trousers and preventing
him from picking them up or putting them back on.  She collected up the
well thumbed catalogue and saw that one of the corners of one of the pages
was turned down.  As she flicked through to this marked page, Eric tried to
pull his shirt down over his pants.
   Victoria opened the pages wide and looked at the array of young girls
displaying underwear.  The girls were all pretty of course, and were aged
between about eleven and thirteen.  The underwear ranged from the practical
to the attractive, but the pictures had been taken tastefully so that there
wasn't much of the girls' anatomy on display.
   "Is this the sort of thing that gets you all excited Eric?" asked
Victoria passing the catalogue to Paul.
   Eric sat, still trying to form a tent with his overly large shirt to
cover as much of himself up as possible.  His check shirt, white and orange
and purple and blue billowed enormously.  He knew this gang, he went to
school with most of them.  He was in the same year as Paul and Emily, and
like all the other boys he lusted after Victoria and Emily madly.  Being a
grubby council estate boy, she had never looked twice at him.  The idea
that she, or anyone else would see him in his underpants was a crushing
humiliation.  Huddled forwards, with his arms about his knees he managed to
cover his blue briefs up, but there was still the bare flesh of his lower
legs on display.  He blushed.  Ben, Dave, and Amy joined the group, staring
at this older boy who was only partly dressed.
   "No" he said defensively and untruthfully.
   Paul tutted loudly and handed the catalogue to Emily.
   "Well, since you have such an interest in girls' underwear, we'd like to
see yours Eric" said Victoria "So why don't you stand up and show us your
underpants."
   Eric looked up at the now larger assembled company and was filled with
dread.  He couldn't show his briefs to anyone, let alone all these other
children, some of whom were younger than he was.
   "Give me my trousers back" he said.
   "Not yet Eric, we want to see your underpants first" said Victoria.
   "No" said Eric "Just leave me alone."
   Emily passed the catalogue to Alison with a sigh "You know, getting off
on pictures of girls in their knickers in a catalogue is pretty sad Eric"
said Emily "And doing it in just your underpants is even sadder."
   "We're you intending to have a wank?" asked Paul "Is that why you were
virtually naked?  Having a wank over pictures over little girls in a
catalogue."
   "No!" said Eric even more defensively "Just shove off, it's none of your
business anyway!"
   "It is our business now" said Victoria "We've caught you at it.  What
will the other kids at school say?"
   "They won't believe you" he said hopefully.
   "Won't they?" asked Victoria "Show him the pictures Alison!"
   Alison passed the catalogue to Ben "He's sick" she said as she squatted
down beside Eric and began showing him the pictures she had taken of him.
Eric turned crimson at the sight of himself stroking the front of his
bulging blue briefs while staring lustfully at the pictures of the girls in
their catalogue underwear.  It would be impossible to deny the charge as
long as the pictures existed.  He made a grab for the camera, but Alison
was expecting this and she pulled away.  In his haste he exposed a quick
flash of his blue underpants to the audience.  He huddled himself up again
quickly.
   Ben stared at the pictures in the catalogue and licked his lips.  He
studied each of the girls carefully, their long legs, the curve of their
hips and the lovely underwear they sported.  He felt himself stiffen inside
his open boxers, and he tried to imagine what each of the girls would look
like without their knickers.
   Alison nudged Ben sharply "Oy!" she said.
   Ben looked up suddenly, coughed, and passed the catalogue to Dave, as
though it was of no interest to him at all.  He tried to appear
indifferent. "Don't you go all pervy on me" said Alison "You can see my
knickers anytime."
   Ben swallowed, licked his lips again, and looked down at Eric,
displaying his guilt as he did so.
   "Eric, here's what we're going to do" said Victoria "You're going to do
whatever I tell you to, no matter what I tell you to do.  Okay?"
   "No" said Eric "Just go away.  I haven't done anything wrong, it's a
free country."
   "Okay" said Victoria patiently "Here's the alternative scenario.  We
strip you naked and leave you here with no clothes, and no catalogue.  You
can make your way home on your own, naked.  Of course we'll take more
pictures, and then we'll show those pictures, and the ones of you in your
underwear ogling the catalogue to everyone - all the girls at school, and
all the boys.  Then, if you haven't done anything wrong, no one will mind."
   "They'll still have a laugh over the ones of him naked" said Emily.
   "That's true, they'll still have a laugh at that." said Vitoria.
   Eric stared at them, unable to believe the injustice of the situation.
He couldn't let anyone see those pictures.  The thought of everyone at
school seeing him in his underwear, looking at those pictures of the girls,
and with the obvious and telling bulge, he couldn't do it.  It would be
beyond humiliating.
   "So, panty boy, what's it to be?  A little show for us?  Or a big show
for everyone?" asked Victoria.
   Eric had no choice.  However humiliating showing his underwear to them
was going to be, it would be far less humiliating that the alternative.  He
couldn't vocalise his ascent; even that was too embarrassing.  He dropped
his gaze to Victoria's shoes and nodded.
   "Up you get then!" said Victoria.  Dave, back to his eponymous lumpy
self, handed the catalogue to Amy, who gave it a quick glance and then
tossed it on the floor.
   Eric climbed to his feet slowly, covering as much of his underpants as
possible.  He stood awkwardly, his head still lowered in shame.
   "I need you to stand with your hands by your sides Eric, and lift your
head up will you, stop staring at the floor" said Victoria.
   Eric took a deep breath, fearful of what Victoria might do to him if he
disobeyed.  He couldn't meet anyone's eye, so his lifted his head to the
sky, and then turned it slightly, squinting against the sun.  His hands
came away from his front very tentatively and every fibre in his body
twitched with embarrassment as his blue briefs came into general view. 
Everyone stared at his underpants and the sizable bulge within.  Eric was
thankful that he no longer had a hard-on, but the humiliation felt just as
great in any case.  As his arms reached his sides his shirt fell open
again, exposing his pale and scrawny chest and stomach.  Eric trembled with
shame and was mortified with fear of what Victoria was going to demand
next.
   "Well, what lovely underpants Eric" said Victoria.
   "They are a lovely blue colour aren't they" added Emily.
   "So grown up" said Paul.
   "I prefer boxer shorts" said Alison "Like Ben wears."
   "Does your mummy buy them for you?" asked Victoria.
   Eric did not like his mother being referred to in this childish way, and
he couldn't answer.  Of course she did, who else would buy his underwear
for him, he thought.
   "He should be in the catalogue" said Emily taking the camera from
Alison.
   "No!" said Eric bringing his hands round to his front again.
   "Eric!" yelled Victoria sharply "Get your hands back at your sides or
you're going to be going home stark naked!"
   Eric dropped his arms to his sides again and Emily took some pictures.
   "I think he'd look good in a catalogue" said Emily.
   "Perhaps we should make our own catalogue" said Paul "We've probably got
enough pictures."
   "That's not a bad idea" said Victoria "It could be our naughty boy
catalogue."
   "A sort of rogues' gallery" said Paul.
   "Naked rogues mostly" said Emily.
   "Do you know, those lovely blue panties of yours are so lovely I think
I'd like them" said Victoria "Just as a memento."
   Eric stared at her, not quite taking in her meaning.
   "You wouldn't mind giving them to me would you, I mean as a present"
said Victoria.
   "I...  no...  I can't..." said Eric, his face creasing up with shame.
   "Well it's up to you, they are your panties" said Victoria "But, if you
did something nice like that for me I'd be really grateful and I wouldn't
have to have you stripped naked.  You don't want to be stripped naked do
you?" Victoria said.
   Eric shook his head "Okay, you can have them" he said "I'll give them to
you tomorrow." Even this was hard enough.  It would torment him, in the
future, knowing that Victoria had a pair of his pants, that she could look
at and imagine him wearing, whenever she wanted to, but to take them off,
now, be without them, that was even worse.  The consequences of such a
thing, his being...  exposed...  made him feel faint.
   "But I want them now Eric" said Victoria pouting.
   Eric stared into space fearfully, like a hedgehog in headlights,
thinking that perhaps if he just did nothing they would go away and he
would be alright.
   "Alright then" she said "I think you should strip now.  Get those
clothes off or we'll do it for you."
   Eric gulped, his whole body cringed, he stared at Victoria hoping to see
something in her expression, something that would contradict what she had
just said "Victoria, please...  just...  please....  Don't make me get
undressed...." He pleaded.
   "You know the choice Eric, little show for us, or a bloody great
spectacular for the whole school.  I don't mind which" said Victoria.
   Conversely, Eric did mind which.  He minded both, but the one a lot more
than the other "I'm begging you please don't..." he tried as a last ditch
effort.  He saw Victoria's face harden and he knew there would be no mercy.
He didn't wait for her to issue any further threats or commands.  He
started to pull his shirt off.
   "No, not the shirt" said Victoria "You can keep that for now.  It's the
lovely blue panties I want.  Give them to me!"
   Eric froze momentarily, his shirt partway off one shoulder, his face
showed surprise, and his grimace at the prospect of having to take off his
underpants appeared almost like a smile.  It wasn't a smile, and no-one
watching mistook it for one.
   His hands dropped to his hips and he took a deep breath.  He held it for
several seconds; he just couldn't bring himself to take his underpants
down.
   "Off!  Now!" said Victoria firmly.
   Eric hesitated a moment longer and then pushed them down quickly, his
well developed penis coming into view to the audience.  Emily continued to
snap pictures as Eric exposed himself humiliatingly.  He stepped out of his
underpants with his left leg, then raised his right to repeat the process.
   Divested of his blue briefs he inspected them surreptitiously for skid
marks and was relieved to see that at least they were clean.
   "Hold them up for us all to see" said Victoria "I think our catalogue
should have a good picture of the underpants themselves, as well as the
nearly naked panty boy."
   "They should do all catalogues like this" said Emily.
   "A sort of before and after shot?" asked Paul.
   "Why not, it would make them a lot more interesting" said Emily.
   "Oh I think Eric finds them interesting enough as it is" said Victoria
"Can you imagine what he'd be like if they showed the girls naked holding
their panties up for the camera, with their pussies on display behind?"
   "I think we'd have found him sitting in a lake of his own come" said
Emily with a laugh.
   Eric stood trembling and shamed by his pose.  His blue pants held up in
front of him for everyone to stare at and his boyhood dangling naked and
exposed between his legs.
   "Mind you he's got nothing to be shy about" said Victoria.
   "No, he should be proud of that thing" said Emily.
   "I wonder what it looks like hard?" mused Alison.
   "You always wonder that Alison" said Emily.
   "So do you" said Alison.
   Emily didn't answer she just kept taking pictures while Eric stood
mortified with shame.
   "Ill have those" said Victoria reaching forward and snatching the
underpants from Eric, leaving him grasping thin air "Put them in the bag
Paul." Victoria tossed them to Paul, who caught them and dropped them into
the bag.
   Eric felt more vulnerable now, no more naked, but somehow more exposed.
His underpants were gone.  Victoria had taken them, and out of his control
they could be looked at and touched, by anyone Victoria chose to allow.  He
felt like crying.
   "We'll have the shirt next" said Victoria "Come on, off with it!"
   No longer able to muster the will to defy her, Eric pulled the shirt off
slowly, and in the absence of further instructions he dropped it to the
floor.
   "Hands on your head" said Victoria.
   Eric complied, his face burning red.
   "Now, we've got to see that magnificent beast revved up and ready for
action" said Victoria "So let's have that catalogue back shall we?"
   Amy picked the catalogue up from the floor and handed it to Victoria. 
She opened it to the appropriate page and went to stand beside Eric.  He
didn't want to look.
   "Pay attention Eric!" said Victoria "Look at the catalogue!" she said
sharply when he kept his gaze away.  Eric snapped his head round and looked
down at the girls in their underwear.
   "Oooh!" said Victoria "She looks lovely, look at those lovely panties
Eric, I wonder what they're covering up.  Can you almost see the bulge,
it's very faint isn't it?"
   Eric could imagine the bulge even if it wasn't very apparent in the
picture, he felt himself begin to stiffen and he tried hard to resist his
natural urges.
   "Definitely the faintest of traces there, I expect that's her pussy
lips. Can you imagine what she'd look like if you pulled those lovely
panties down?  Can you imagine what her lovely pussy would look like?  What
if she let you touch it?  Can you imagine stroking such a beautiful thing?"
teased Victoria.
   Eric was losing the battle, his penis was filling with blood, expanding
both girthwise and lengthwise.  Emily took pictures.
   "What if Emily showed you her panties Eric?  What would that be like? 
Isn't she beautiful?  And it wouldn't be a picture in a catalogue, it would
be real life, right in front of your eyes, in the flesh, can you imagine
Eric, Emily's bare legs, and her panties on display?" continued Victoria
keeping an eye on the progress of his erection.
   Eric was still fighting, and still losing and he was already half erect
despite his resistance.  Emily smiled and shrugged.  She passed the camera
to Alison and then started to raise her dress up.  Victoria looked over at
her with a little surprise.  "You don't have to Em, I was just teasing him"
she said.
   "It's okay" said Emily "If we're going to tease him, we might as well do
it properly."
   Eric stared as more and more of Emily's gorgeous legs came into view. 
Emily paused slightly as her skirts reached to just below her knickers, but
then after that brief pause she continued lifting.  Eric's eyes bulged
almost as much as his penis as Emily's candy striped panties came into
view. He could see, unlike in the catalogue, the clear outline of Emily's
pussy lips.  His penis sprang up to its full and impressive size.
   "I think that's done the trick" said Victoria.  It had done the trick,
and not only for Eric; Paul, Ben, and Dave had their own miniature girders
in their pants too.  Emily was feeling mischievous, and she wasn't done
yet. With one hand she held her dress up and out of the way and with the
other she pushed the front of her panties down.  She pushed them far enough
to expose her pussy to Eric, and she stroked herself with only a slightly
exaggerated moan.
   Eric gulped and went weak at the knees, his breathing was heavy and he
felt his heart beat race.  When Victoria brought her hand down to touch
him, and her fingers wrapped themselves around his throbbing organ, he
instantly shot a gallon of come across the grass, in pint pulses.
   "Uuuurrrgghhhhh" he uttered in a guttural groan, and he sank, still
gushing, to his knees.  Nothing like this had ever happened to him before.
He had never seen anything like what Emily had just shown him.  He had
never felt anything like what Victoria had just made him feel with the
lightest of touches.  He was barely conscious in his delirium.  Alison
captured it all in the camera, eight megapixels at a time.
   Victoria looked down at the spent Eric; he looked almost catatonic
"Nicely done Em" she said "Don't think I've ever seen a boy come so much or
so fast."
   "Thanks" said Emily restoring her knickers and dropping her dress into
place again "At least I didn't get hit this time."
   "Doesn't look like we're going to get any sense out of panty boy here
for a while so we might as well move on" said Victoria.
   "We can always catch up with him later" said Paul.
   "That's very true" said Victoria "I wonder what kind of underpants he'll
be wearing then?"
   "I guess we'll have to find out" said Emily.
   "Nice willy though" said Alison.
   "Very nice" said Emily.
   "I thought mine was nice?" said Paul as they moved off.
   "It is" said Victoria.
   "Perfectly formed" said Emily.
   "Just not as generously proportioned" said Victoria.
   "But mine's better right?" asked Paul beginning to look a little put
out.
   "Better?" asked Emily.
   "Oooh difficult question, what does it mean to be better?" mused
Victoria.
   "You prefer his" said Paul looking quite disappointed and jealous now.
   "No, I didn't say that" said Victoria "His is just bigger."
   "Size isn't everything" said Emily.
   "Although it is a lot" said Victoria.
   "I prefer Paul's" said Alison.
   Victoria and Emily both grabbed Paul at the same time and they each gave
him a kiss on the cheek "We'd rather have yours any day of the week" said
Victoria.
   "Every day of the week" confirmed Emily with a giggle.  She and Victoria
both reached for his fly at the same time.  
  
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