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About Hey, it's been a long time since I have posted another part of this story. As always, all the characters are of the age of consent. I hope you enjoy! ****** Bzzzzzz! Bzzzzz! "Uououhhhhhhh..." I feel so sore and exhausted. I've never felt this drained before. I make a measly attempt to swat at the alarm clock. Bzzzzz! Bzzzzz! Fumbling around, my hand finally connects with the off button. I roll over and nearly fall out of bed. I'm still wearing thigh highs. I pull them off and find some actual clothes to wear. My mouth is completely dry and the taste of cum still lingers. I walk into the bathroom and see the mess staring back at me in the mirror. The memories of last night come rushing into the forefront of my mind. Even after all she's done to me in the last week, I still can't believe she made me wear women's clothing. I take a piss, unloading all that pent up liquid. Finally, pull myself together and head downstairs. The smell of freshly brewed coffee hits my nostrils as I walk into the room to find Steph and Amanda sitting at the table. I freeze as Amanda's eyes fixate on me. "Morning Kyle! I was just telling Steph about the great time we had yesterday." I looked at Steph, she had a smile on her face. "Amanda tells me you persuaded her into trying out the Aratheon book series." I breathe a sigh of relief. For a second I thought Amanda was actually going to tell Steph about the fact that she forced me to dress up in women's clothes. "Yeah, Amanda actually bought the new book for me. I'm pretty excited to start reading it." Steph's smile grew as she took another sip of coffee. "It's so good you two are getting along so well." If only she knew the truth... Amanda took a sip and turned to Steph. "Well I absolutely enjoy being with Kyle, he is a peach." She looked back at me with a dark smirk on her face. "Although, Kyle... I think ya should finally come clean and tell Steph what ya told me yesterday. It's not good to keep a secret like that in the closet, especially from family." I glared at Amanda! Eventually begging her with my eyes. Silently pleading her not to make me do this. "What secret is that Kyle? You can tell me, it'll be alright." "Go on Kyle, she's your mother. She deserves to know." Full of embarrassment I look down. I can't believe she's actually going to force me to do this. A thought crosses my mind. I could tell Steph the truth about Amanda. About all the things she's done to me. I could finally be free of her... I looked up at the both of them. Steph was waiting patiently for me to speak, while Amanda sat there with a sadistic grin on her face. I should tell Steph, but... I can't... We would be in a world of hurt without Amanda. "Honey, don't be embarrassed, no matter what it is I'm still going to love you." Steph was completely sincere and I know she means it. My heart is beating so fast and my palms are starting to become sticky with sweat. I can't do this... What kind of cruel person takes pleasure in humiliating someone else? If I don't do what Amanda wants, it's only going to get worse. I can only imagine what kind of abuse she would put me through. Just do it and get it over with! I looked up at the both of them, my nerves feel like they're exploding. "I... I like to wear girl clothes..." It's done. I can feel the tears start to stream down my face. I look down feeling so humiliated and degraded. There is no way I can ever look my mother in the face again. "Awwe, honey. There's nothing wrong with that. It's nothing to be ashamed of." My mother quickly stood up and pulled me into a warm embrace. Her hand brushed up against the back of my head pulling me into her chest. "Honestly babe, I assumed you would one day come out. You've always been a little feminine. It's going to be alright. From now on, you dress however you like." I glance over at Amanda as Steph pulls back from the embrace, she has a triumphant expression as she sips her coffee. "Honey,
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