It looked like I was trapped. I couldn't figure out how Lynn had done it. One minute I was downstairs, quietly minding my own business, lost in a personalized smutty daydream, the next my cousin had me dancing to her tune, meekly submitting to her idea of a sexual fantasy. Or maybe it was her idea of humiliation. If so, she wasn't far off the mark.

But to be honest, I felt a twinge of naughty anticipation as well. There was going to be an element of nudity involved in all of this, mine certainly and maybe the girl's as well. That was something to look forward to. My prick began to swell as Lynn led me by the hand into her room and closed the door behind us..

Allison was sitting on the bed, hands nervously hidden between her crossed legs. She smiled at me with puckered lips and raised eyebrows as I entered the room. "Was it hard to get him to come ...?"

"Silly, we don't want him to come so soon ...You know what I mean." and she started snickering. "No, it wasn't hard for me to entice my cuz. He's a sucker for racy lingerie. Really turns him on ..." She waved the camisole in the air.

Lynn stared with elbows on her hips while looking me up and down. She went over to her friend and whispered something in her ear. They both started giggling.

"OK cuz. Time to strut your stuff." She held out the camisole. "Let's see how you look."

"I don't think this is such a good idea." I protested.

"You don't ? Well, I do. Listen kiddo, you either do as we agreed or your 'aunt Josi' is going to be royally pissed off at you when she gets back. Make up your mind. Either shit or get off the pot ..." Her eyes lit up. "Say ...that gives me an idea."

Me too, but I was hoping she wouldn't catch on.

"Allie's always been curious what enemas are like. You dress up like we say and we'll let you watch as she gets one. How's that sound ?"

Decidedly better. But now it was Allison's turn to object.

"Hey, c'mon Lynn, you're being pretty generous with the proposals around here. Don't I have a say in this ?"

"Sure you do sweetheart, but don't worry about Willy. He'll behave himself and do as he's told. No touching the merchandize."

"I'm not merchandize ..."

"Sorry," Lynn said, "You know what I mean ...just joking. Tell you what Allie, we'll give one to William first. How's that sound ?"

Allison's face broke out in a smile, "That's better ...."

I didn't know what to say. These two girls were acting as if I were a trained puppy, ready to show my tricks. If I had thought it would have done any good I would have walked out then and there. But I didn't dare. I was afraid that Lynn just might do what she threatened me with. And then I would be up the creek. So I just shut up and did nothing. And besides ....it might turn out to be interesting after all. Allison looked cute and I wanted to see more of her in the nude ...or any other way for that matter. And if she was going to see in my Sunday best I guess that was a form of intimacy as well.

"OK you." Lynn was talking to me again, "Time to change, let's get a move on. Catch." She tossed me the piece of lingerie. I caught it.

I sighed and acted like I was making the best of a bad situation. "Where can I change please?"

"You know better than to ask a question like that cuz. Where do you think ?" she grinned.

Yeah, she was just like my aunt in that regard. I was to undress in front of them. Well so be it. I untied my shoes and tried flipping them up in the air, like a sultry stripper, but all I managed was to almost trip over myself. I stumbled back and forth.

"Stop making like Gypsy Rose Lee. If anything, you look more like Laurel and Hardy in a burlesque house."

Was that supposed to be a compliment or an insult ? I just happened to love watching those old movies. I sat down on Lynn's bed and pulled off my socks. Which part next ? I hesitated. T-shirt or pants ?

The last time my aunt had insisted that I take my pants off first. So I decided that was how it was to be. I had to maneuver around a bit to get it past my erection as unobtrusively as possible but that was a non-starter. It was fairly obvious after all that I was stiff and raring to go. My briefs went next. Last I took off my T-shirt and sat down on the bed, hands demurely crossed over my lap.

"None of that, no sitting down. Stand up and show us how you look. Then you dress up nicely for us, understand ?" Lynn ordered.

I stood up and she twirled her finger indicating I turn around for them to inspect. Allison was staring rather intently at my lower region while Lynn sported a knowing smile. "See how much he likes showing off, Allie ?" she said to her friend. "Wait till he dresses up, then he's even cuter. And his thing gets even stiffer."

"Really ?" Allison asked. "It's pretty big as it is. But I thought they were all gross and hairy and everything. His is so smooth."

"I know, darling isn't it ?" My mom shaved him a few days ago."

"She must have real careful with the razor."

"Oh no, I mean she used a cream," confided Lynn.

"Like girls use on their legs ?"

"Sure."

"Oh wow, was he all stiff then too ?" Allison asked. Lynn nodded knowingly. "With your mom present and everything ?"

"Oh sure, you should have seen him shaking all over, he liked it so much," Lynn said. "Next time she's going to do his legs as well."

"That I have just got to see !" Allison clapped her hands together. "Cripes, he might not turn out to be half bad-looking that way. I gotta hand it to your mom Lynn, she knows how to make a male halfway presentable."

"She sure does, and that's not all either. I'll show you later on ....but first ...."

I had been standing there listening to the girls' exchange, half angered for being talked about like I wasn't present, half aroused at the things they were discussing.

" ...don't you think it's about time you got dressed, sissy boy ?" Lynn said turning her attention to me.

Resignedly but also secretly aroused, I slipped the garment up over my head and pulled it down, wriggling my arms through the straps. The laced hem hardly came to below my navel and even as I was straightening it out I felt my prick harden even more and a tingle of pleasure ripple along my insides.

"Now you're being a good little boy, William. Or should I say a good little 'girl' ?" The girls snickered. "Turn around now and show us your pretty camisole. That's right ....very good."

I did as Lynn said and daintily made a full circle on my toes. Well, daintily wasn't quite the word, but I didn't stumble or fall.

"Well, that's very good for starters. Let's see what else we have for our little girl here ..." Lynn looked around in one of her drawers taking out several items.

"Hey, c'mon," I said. "I put the thing on for you girls, now it's enough."

"Is it ?" Lynn said looking exaggeratedly at her friend with wide eyes. "What do you think, Allie dear ? Is it enough ?"

"Gee, I hope not. Your cousin is so cute. Can't he model a few more things for us ?" Allison played along.

"I'm pretty sure. In fact I'm almost certain 'she' will, won't 'she' William ?" Lynn was holding up something else frilly. It was a garter belt with straps.

"Look, Lynn. I did as you asked. Isn't that enough ?" I said.

"It's OK for starters sissy-boy, but this is so much fun it would be a shame to stop now. Right Allie ?" Her friend agreed shaking her head and grinning broadly if somewhat uncertainly. "See cuzzy ? The show's just begun. Here, put this on and don't let me hear any back talk."

I took the garter belt and looked, pretending to be at a loss on how to wear it. Maybe if I acted the incompetent I could get back into my regular clothes and out of the clutches of these females.

But it didn't work out that way. Lynn just took the garter from me and told me how to put it on. Then she choose a pair of nylon stockings to go with it, so they went on as well, though not without some unfeigned fumbling on my part while trying to hook them up to the garter. Apparently females had to be rather nimble with the fingers in order to dress properly. I just couldn't get it right.

"Maybe I should help your cousin with the fasteners ?" Allison said.

Lynn smiled at the suggestion. "Sure, go ahead. He's just a clumsy butterfingers like all boys. If his prick weren't so obscenely large he'd probably never be able to find it without a flashlight."

That was an unwarranted remark. I had always been quite able to find my prick, unaided or not.

Allison rather eagerly lent a hand, kneeling down in front of me to grab the hem of the nylons. She lowered them down to under my knees first, then gave a good pull and stretched them tight up along my thighs. She expertly attached the fastenings to the garter belt, managing several times to cop a feel in between. I never would have thought her so nimble at first glance, but she really had a way with her fingers.

Finished, Allison stood up to give me a look over. She patted me on the behind indicating I turn around and gave me another good squeeze on the prick en passant.

"He's cute like this," she said.

"Isn't he now ?" Lynn chimed in. "They should dress up more like this."

"Definitively ..."

I figured they were talking about males in general, but said nothing, hoping their interest would fade. Ha ha, was that ever an idle hope. Far from being satisfied, Lynn and Allison chose out several more pieces of intimate lingerie and had me put those on as well. Some were rather difficult to put on, so I was helped out by one of the two girls. The only constraint they had was not to give me anything that would have covered my prick. There was no way I would have been able to stick it into one of Lynn's panties without getting it all out of shape.

Finally, after about a dozen different types of lingerie they ran out of items. Apparently I had run the gauntlet of Lynn's little collection. "OK ? Are you satisfied now ?" I asked.

"Wellllll ...." Lynn grimaced in mock earnestness. "I dunno cuz. You're just so darned cute, it would be a shame to let you get out of those pretty things."

"C'mon now, Lynn. Enough is enough. I did as you asked. Let's just stop."

"Boy, you sure a spoilsport. Not really the life of the party, are you ?"

I wasn't aware of any party being thrown and told her so.

"You know, we could have us a little party .....a little fun ...if you play along that is ..."

Was she proposing something ? I wasn't sure I had heard right. "What do you mean, Lynn ?" I asked.

"Oh don't act so dense. Would you like us to dress up for you ?" Lynn looked at Allison and grinned. "We might even have something special for you ...if you're a good boy that is."

"Like what ?"

"That's a surprise." Lynn whispered something in Allie's ear and they both sniggered. "Look cuz, you just wait here for a minute. We'll be right back." Lynn grabbed Allie's hand and led her out the door.

I stood there debating if now wouldn't be a good time to beat a hasty retreat. But instead of decamping tout sweet, I sat down on Lynn's bed and patiently waited for the girls to return. In a way all this was fun. Seriously, how often do you think I'd been asked to undress in front of two good looking, if ornery, girls ? And besides, there was no escaping my cousin in this house. That I had already figured out.