Brian's Humiliation

by Lilly

 

Brian's Part III

 

Later that week Milly approached Brian with a teasing grin on her face.

'Say, big brother how do you fancy doing me and my friends a favour?'

Brian knew he had no choice but to co operate, he was utterly under her control which was why he found himself just a few days later standing in front of the girl's football team. If he was honest he had quite enjoyed the training session, he had always fancied himself as a coach and it was nice to show off in front of an audience. Of course wearing his sister's panties and sports bra under his boys shorts and shirt made him self conscious at first, but no one seemed to have noticed; although he felt certain that Milly would not let the matter rest there. It was then that Milly stepped forward and said

'On behalf of all the girls I'd just like to thank you for doing this Brian, it's been a really great session, ...

At that moment Brian turned as if by instinct, but it was too late, two of the squad had grabbed him from behind and already his shorts were round his ankles, exposing the pale yellow cotton which adorned his bottom. The shrieks of laughter grew as the girls ripped his shirt off with unexpected force to reveal the sports bra he wore beneath; unable to run with his shorts round his ankles, the boy had no choice but to stand in full view of the thirteen year old girls as they heaped derision upon him.

'Oooh, and I always thought you wee so Butch...I wondered why your legs were so smooth...you look very pretty, I'm sure my brother would love a date with you.'

Eventually Brian managed to dress himself and began to slink away, dismayed at the thought that his sister's domination of him was now public knowledge. But the girl's had not finished with him yet. It was Milly who explained the proposition to him...

'The thing is Brian, we have a really important tournament coming up and including you in the team would almost guarantee us victory.; We'd really like to have us on your team, of course if you don't want to do us this small favour I can't be certain that your big boy footballing friends won't find out about your secret. What do you say?'

Brian knew once again that he had no choice but to do as his sister demanded.

The next Saturday Brian left home telling his mother that he was visiting friends, he was relieved that at least there was no chance of her coming to watch the tournament as she was visiting friends, but it was a small comfort. He made his way to the house of Milly's friend Laura and was snuck in by the back door as arranged. By this point Brian was a bag of nerves at the thought of what was to come, but he knew he had no choice if he was to have any chance of getting out of the mess he found himself in.

The girls gathered around him expectant smiles playing upon their lips, Brian felt like a lamb being led to the slaughter. As directed he stripped, removing even his underwear which was whipped away from him and put he knew not where. He was handed a pair of white cotton briefs which had a frilled yellow trim, obediently he drew them up his legs and over his waist. Laura snapped the elastic once from behind causing the boy to start in fear, much to her amusement. Next came the bottle green sports knickers which were part of the girl's team kit, again Brian obediently put them on.

Milly then handed him a bra, knowing that he would not be able to put it on himself. The boy stared at it in helpless horror.

'Well, have you got something you want to ask Brain?'

The boy knew what was expected of him, which made it no easier to say

'Please could you help me Milly. I want to put on this bra, but I don't know how? Could you help your sissy big brother get his girl clothes on?'

Laura laughed in disbelief at the extent to which Milly had dominated the formerly bullying boy.

The girls soon had the bra, stuffed with tissue to give Brian a more shapely figure, on the wimpering boy. There followed a session inf ront of the mirror whilst Laura did his hair. She gave Brian a French plait, finished off with a high ponytail tied up with a bright green ribbon. Then Milly slipped the team's green shirt over his head and held out the short green skirt for her red face brother. Brian stepped into the skirt and stood still as hid younger sister drew the skirt up his shaven legs and pulled the zipper tight at the side. As he stood in front of the mirror Brian looked in amazement at the thirteen year old girl who stood before him, blond haired and long legged with green panties visible beneath tight skirt at even the slightest of movements. It was going to be a long day.

In fact his career as a female football star was shorter than he had imagined. As Briony, Laura and Milly arrived at the sports centre they ran straight into ...THEIR MOTHER.

Hi Milly, I'm glad I found you, Katy had to cancel lunch so I thought I'd come and watch you play. Hi Laura, who's this?

Perhaps she would not have recognised him if it hadn't been for the look of shame anf terror painted across his face, but after a few moments of incomprehension his mother exploded, in rage.

What do you think you're doing? Get to the car at once'

Brian was about to go when he heard his sister saying

'Thank God you came mum, it's been terrible. You know how upset Brian was about being dropped from the soccer team, well he forced me to dress him up just so that he could get a game! He said it would be fun scoring goals against a lot of pansy girls.'

This was too much for Brian

'Shut up you stupid bitch! Why would I want to play football with a load of girls, what do you think I am a puff?'

Brian stopped and looked around, suddenly realising that he had the unbroken attention of all the people gathered aroung. It did not take long for them to realise what had gone on and who he was. His mother turned on him and said

'Well, what ever you are you seem to be wearing your sister's clothes, something you had better get used to. Perhaps it will cure you of your foul mouth. Madam'

And at that moment Brian knew his fate was sealed. His summer stretched before and it was pink and frilly.

  

  

  

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