This story is fiction. It involves incestuous relationships. It is not meant to be a story of femdom or submission, although, it may seem to be at times.
All characters are eighteen or older.
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Jeff came into the kitchen, wearing the panties as Hannah had told him to do. He had not expected them to fit, but his mother had a pretty full butt. He did too and was surprised when they turned out to be only a little snug. He was naked otherwise, except for slippers, and red with embarrassment.
Susan was seated at the counter, Hannah at the table. Both women wore robes. They were naked beneath them and still excited by their earlier loving. Pheromones were thick in the air.
Susan sized him up. "They look nice on you, Honey," she told him. "Turn around so we can see the back."
Jeff would have thought she was being sarcastic if her tone hadn't been soft and she hadn't called him Honey. He did as he was told and turned so she could see the back.
"They look good from the back too, honey," his mother told him. "Your butt fills them nicely. Sit down, we'll talk before dinner."
Jeff joined his sister at the table. Susan sat too.
"We've decided to forgive you, Jeff," his mother told him in a stern voice. "But you need to be punished. Forgiveness will only come when you have atoned for your misdeeds."
Hannah smiled at him. She reached for his hand and squeezed it.
"Let's get you something to cover yourself with, Baby," his mother said.
She opened the door to the laundry room. She had left a few pieces of lingerie there. She decided to try a sheer negligee on him first. It was one she used to wear often, but it was a little tight on her now. She brought it to Jeff.
He looked askance at the garment, but Hannah spoke before he could object.
"Don't forget what I told you, Jeff honey." Her hand was still on his and she squeezed it again.
He reluctantly stood to let his mother help him try on the negligee. She was disappointed to find that it just didn't fit. It might have been okay except for the shoulders. She tried a satin slip next. It was one that had always been too big for her. She had only worn it a couple of times. It was tight over his stomach, but the chest and ass fit okay. It was short on him too. Susan thought it would do for the moment.
"You look sweet, Baby," she told him.
She hugged him then and kissed him on the lips. Just a soft, brief kiss, but it seemed full of meaning to Jeff.
The women had ordered a pizza for dinner. It had arrived earlier and was in the oven to keep it warm. Dinner was a bit surreal to Jeff. Susan and Hannah talked as if nothing had happened that day.
The meal finished, Susan asked Jeff to help Hannah clear the table. While he was standing next to Hannah at the sink she let her body touch his often. Jeff felt his cock becoming firm against the silk of the panties.
"Sit down, Jeff," his mother told him when they had finished cleaning up. "We need to discuss things."
Jeff sat, he was anxious about what was to come. Hannah served everyone coffee then joined them.
"Jeff, although we have decided to forgive you," his mother began sternly. "We don't think you realize the seriousness of what you did."
Susan looked to Hannah who nodded in agreement.
"So, until we feel you are truly repentant your punishment will continue. Hannah will help me."
"We think," continued Susan. "That the best way for you to learn is to actually try to think and feel like a woman. So while you are home you will be wearing woman's clothing, and lingerie. Especially lingerie. Hopefully you will develop feminine insights."
"We'll try to make it as easy on you as we can, Jeff," Hannah told him. "But you must understand. You must realize how women feel about things like you did."
Neither Susan nor Hannah cracked a smile about the fact they had peeked through keyholes too. That fact did not fit their agenda, they maintained the stern pose they had started with.
"Do you like the panties, Jeff?" Susan asked. "You'll be wearing them often."
"I can tolerate them," he said grudgingly.
"I'll go shopping tomorrow and get you some that fit better. Maybe a few other things too.
Jeff did not want to admit, not even to himself, that the panties and slip did feel quite comfortable; that he liked the silky feel against his cock and balls and the smooth satin on his body. He had read a few stories about feminization. The guy being turned always found out he liked the feel of panties. That was inevitably the beginning of the end of his manhood, the start of a slide down a slippery slope. His mother had said she would be getting him a few other thing too. He cringed inwardly when he thought about where all this might be leading. He did not want to go where his punishment seemed to be taking him.
Susan left Jeff and Hannah at the table. She went to her bedroom to see if she could find any other things that might fit Jeff.
"I'm glad to see you feel more comfortable wearing panties." Hannah smiled at him.
"I didn't have much choice, did I?"
"You need to do it, Jeff." Hannah looked at him steadily. "I think you're going to end up liking it. At least I hope so. Your butt looks really nice in them. The slip tends to accent it nicely too. You do have a little bit of a bubble butt you know. For a man it is unattractive, but on a woman it's sexy."
Hannah paused, she put her hand on Jeff's. "We both love you, Jeff. Mom and I both. We want what is best for you. Please trust us."
"If I don't I get kicked out, right?" Jeff responded with a touch of bitterness. Bitterness that was somewhat feigned. The truth was that Hannah's comment about his butt kind of pleased him. To him it seemed that she was attracted to him in the panties and slip. Jeff's emotions were becoming confused.
"If you don't it will show us that you don't care about us."
She looked steadily at her brother for a moment.
"Please, Jeff, do as Mom says. I'll help you. She will too if you show her you're willing.
"You're already starting to like it, aren't you, Jeff?" Hannah continued softly. "Now you can understand why women like silks and satins and nylons."
