T-Girl fairy tale 2
“Enter.” Came from within. Jared gripped the brass knob, turned and pushed the door open. As soon as he stepped inside the room something hit the back of his head and his world went dark.
When Jared came to he was trussed up and tied to a small wooden side table that was about waist high. The very next thing he noticed was that he was buck naked. ‘Oh hell,’ he thought ‘they’re going to whip me like their mom.’ He struggled against his bonds to no avail as he attempted to look around the room for his wicked step sisters.
They were standing behind him outside of his field of vision, watching him struggle. The dresses were gone and each girl was only wearing her corset. The corsets matched the dresses and gave the girls dramatically curvy shapes. Even Patrice’s small breasts looked round and full as they spilled out of the top of her blue corset. Evelyn’s breasts needed no help and were barely contained within the top of her yellow one.
Patrice spoke from behind Jared,
“Feeling a bit helpless little brother?”