He wanted to scream that he wouldn’t be wearing panties in the future, but if she remained this determined, he couldn’t be sure. Red faced, he held the humiliating panties up by the waistband and observed how flimsy, delicate, and silky they were and thought, ‘I can’t believe I’m about to wear this silky bit of fluff, but what choice do I have?’ Hesitantly, he stepped into them, pulled them up his legs, and adjusted them at his waist. He continued to blush brightly as he turned to face her.
Looking him over, she ordered, “See that you put on every item here and do so quickly! Marci will help you dress! You are expected at breakfast in half an hour! I won’t be so easy on you if I have to return, or if you are not properly dressed. Do you understand, young lady?”
“Why are you doing this to me?”
“Because, like I said, you were meant to be a girl! Do you understand?”