GRABBING THE RING!
MARSHA'S JOURNEY TO
remember quite well my First Encounter with some lovely, frilly
petticoats, and that event seemed to have changed my whole lifestyle.
played dress up in my sister's clothes for years and nobody suspected a
thing until my last adventure into her "off limits" bedroom.
had a new waltz length gown for an upcoming dance along with the petticoats
to make the full taffeta skirt even more bouffant. I simply had to try
everything on and, finding myself alone in the house, I made my move to
first time ever, I was going to get as dressed up as much as possible, and
that meant everything from panties, a bra, and the lovely petticoats I
wanted so much to wear. The dress was just to top things off, but wearing
the petticoats was my main goal.
hands trembled as I fussed with the lacy panties, and the bra was impossible
until I hooked it in front and twisted it around before I slipped my arms
through the straps. Some rolled socks filled the empty cups nicely.
I had the first petti in my hands and shivered all over as I let it float
softly down about my shoulders and adjusted it about my waist. The second
petticoat had the same effect and it was also having an embarrassing effect
over which I had no control. I didn't care, and I loved the way I felt.
dress was next, and I almost hated to cover the lovely petticoats that
fluffed about my knees. With a lot of struggling and twisting, I managed to
get myself zipped up in the rustling gown and had to admit I loved the whole
sensation and the effect it had on me. I almost looked like my sister and
could probably pass as her twin, except she was a couple of years older.
pranced around admiring myself in the full length mirror I never heard the
front door open, nor the bedroom door. In a flash my whole world
collapsed as Nancy screamed at me. I was in so much trouble and it was
going to get worse.
wrestled with me a bit and I soon found she had her robe belt around my
wrists and I was stuck and about to cry. It didn't help and Nancy was going
to keep my tied until mom got home so show her what I had done.
looked at myself in the mirror everything changed and I looked like a scared
little girl waiting for some sort of punishment that was sure to come.
hours later Mom arrived and I had stopped crying as she and Nancy decided
what to do about me. Simple. Get me my own clothes and I would be Nancy's
little sister. I'm still her little sister and will never forget how getting
caught changed my life - for the better.
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