A Helping Hand

"Are you decent?"

"Come on in mom."

She bounded into my room with her arms full of bags and a gleam in her eye. I felt my stomach sink wondering what she had in store for me.

"Since we don't have much time you will need to start rehearsing right away. Normally you would have weeks of rehearsal, but this time is different so I need you to do everything that I tell you to ok?"

"I guess so."

"Danny!" She snapped "I'm being serious. If your father finds out that you are working at the party he will lose it. You need to pull this off."

"Ok, Ok, whatever you say mom."

"I noticed how uncomfortable you were when I tied the uniform up in the front, but you will need to get used to it." She reached into on of the bags and pulled out a large black object with straps hanging off of it.

"I got you this corset to practice with. I want you to wear this every day and each day we will make it a little tighter. By the end of the week you will have a perfect hourglass figure. Now take off your clothes and I'll help you put it on."

I stripped down to my boxers and waited."

"Sorry Danny, not this time... Take it all off."

I pushed my boxers down my smooth legs and sheepishly tried to cover my manhood.

"You don't have to be embarrassed around me. It's nothing I haven't seen before."

After a brief pause she turned around and left my room in a rush. "That won't do!"

She reappeared moments later with the pink razor and shaving cream in one hand and a towel in the other.

"I told you to shave off everything! You need to play the part starting today."

She sprayed some shaving cream into her hand and before I could react was spreading it on my balls. My mother crouched in front of me and deftly began shaving me. Her hands made short work of the job as they danced around my crotch. I felt my penis growing when she lifted up my cock in one hand so that she could shave underneath it with the other.