School's Out

The room seemed to fall silent as he watched enthusiastically as I reached up under my skirt and demurely pulled my boxers downwards. My little cock stiffened, free from the confines of my underwear and excited with what I was about to put on. God I was grateful for the skirt covering my growing pleasure. I desperately didn't want him to see how excited I was becoming. I step out of my boxers and my little cock brushes against the skirt sending waves of pleasure shooting through me. My mind awash and in a strange dizzy state I nervously stepped into the cotton gusset and gasped. The knickers where incredibly tight. So tight they cut the blood off to my legs like an elastic band on a fresh jam pot lid. Eyes wide open I stretched them slowly up my legs and over my rounded bum. They where tiny. The elasticated material squeezed me tightly. 'I can hardly bre.., e ...eathe!' I gasp. One thought went round and round my head, too awful to take in. I'm loving it! More and more girlish I felt. Loving it. The sensations were amazing as inch by inch my masculinity drained from me like old bath water and as this trickled away it was replaced with girlish, feminine thoughts. My eyes began to water but I loved every minute and as I shut my eyes momentarily I imagined myself in our old schoolmaster office. The girls' tunic hanging from my shoulders, the hem tickling my knee and now the tight knickers squeezing my cock and balls into a feminine mould magnified the experience. I smoothed my skirt down and looked at Steve for approval but rather than smile he stood before me menacingly, feet apart the cane in both hands. He was obviously relishing his role. He bends the cane menacingly and leans towards me. 'Show me, young girl,' he barks and without question I nervously I lift my skirt skywards until I feel his eyes burn into my feminised butt.

He nods with approval my little cock completely squashed up inside of me. 'Very good,' he says. 'As I always say,' he enthused, 'it's those little finishing touches that make all the difference.'