By Alpenhorn
alpenhorn@hackermail.com
Copyright 2021 by Alpenhorn, all rights reserved
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This
story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions of forced
nudity,
spanking, and sexual activity of preteen and young teen children for
the
purpose of punishment. None of the behaviors in this story should be
attempted
in real life, as that would be harmful and/or illegal. If you are not
of legal age in your community to read or
view
such material, please leave now.
The Perverse Seamstress
by Alpenhorn
The “Perverse Seamstress” idea is from AjejeBrazo.
[Previously posted 2019 at https://www.booksiesilk.com/posting/alpenhorn/the-perverse-seamstress-31040 ]
I. Diving Champion
1. Makoto steps up to the edge of the high-dive platform. He is a champion diver, 20 years old.
His new speedo still feels a bit strange. In the past, he has worn a
speedo in the colors of his school. But now he is representing Japan in
the international diver’s competition, so he has a new speedo in the
colors of Japan.
The diving arena in Switzerland
seats thousands who are watching the competition. The finals are
broadcast live on television throughout the world.
Makoto tunes out the noise. Blanks his mind. Pauses. Then jumps: up and
forward. His toes point down toward the water. He arches his back. His
arms point above his head. He leans back more and more. Just as he
reaches the top of his jump, he sees the water far below.
Pssss. What is that sound?
2. A woman sits in a dingy room, on a warn-out sofa, eating popcorn.
She has blue hair, she wears a housecoat. The television is on. She
watches the diver’s championship.
She watches: Makoto
reaches the top of his jump. All the seams on his speedo disintegrate:
pssss. The speedo flies into the air. Makoto’s hefty sex rod fills the
screen.
The woman raises a fist. “The Perverse Seamstress strikes again,” she murmurs to herself.
II. Ballet Recital
Anton was the only boy in Madame La Fleur’s ballet class for children.
For the class recital, they would do “Dance of the Flowers”. Naturally,
Anton played the Prince and the girls all played the flowers.
But what about the costumes? The girls wore their usual tutus, with additions suggesting leaves, vines, and petals.
The Prince was shirtless, with tights.
No underwear! Madame La Fleur cautioned. Outlines would show through
the tights if you had underwear. Anton had a “cup” to wear over his
willy in the front, but only smooth lines were wanted elsewhere in the
tights.
The way to put on the tights was like this.
Take off everything. (Fortunately, Madame La Fleur put up a privacy
screen so the girls could not see him dressing.) Put your feet into the
feet of the tights. Then go slowly up the legs, stretching the tights.
One leg; then the other; back and forth. At the top, the waist is small
enough to hold the tights in place. Lastly, put the cup inside. And the
ballet slippers over the feet.
The night of the
performance arrived. Many dance groups performed. They used the
auditorium of the local high school. Parents and friends for all the
groups were in the audience.
Madame La Fleur’s girls all got new leaves, vines, and petals.
Anton got new tights, pure white.
The tights were very stretchy. Anton couldn’t get them on by himself.
It took Madame La Fleur and Anton’s mother working together to get
Anton dressed. (Did the efforts of those two women knock the privacy
screen askew? Did the girls peek in and see naked Anton as the two
ladies wrestled the tights up his legs? It is best if we do not tell
Anton these answers.)
During the performance, when
Anton did his leaps and pirouettes, the audience murmured
appreciatively. Anton’s tights were—well—tight. Everyone could
see even the dimples in Anton’s knees. In back there was a total
wedgie. In front, the cup was big for someone Anton’s age. (Because of
the rubbing of the cup, did Anton’s willy get stiff?)
The finale of the dance arrived. The Prince stood in the middle, his
arms raised, his eyes closed. The flowers all crowded around.
At the final note of the music, all the flowers ran away, leaving Anton
alone on stage in the spotlight. Rose, who was just behind Anton, knew
a secret. There was a loop on the waist of the tights. She pulled on it
as she ran away. Pssss. The inseam on the tights unravelled. Two
disconnected halves slinked down Anton’s legs. The cup fell clunk to
the floor.
Anton’s everything was in the spotlight. Yes, it was stiff.
A woman with blue hair was in the audience in the back row. She raised a fist.
III. Bobbi Boobs
High school girl Bobbi Steinmetz was known throughout the school.
Behind her back she might be called Bobbi Bombshell or Bobbi Boobs. She
had really big ones (snarky girls said they weren’t real). And she
obviously did not wear a bra. All the other girls hated her. And the
boys disliked her for snubbing their attempts to get to know her.
Tension was building up. Something had to happen to get back at Bobbi!
Bobbi got a new sweater as a gift. It was her favorite teal-green
color. Where did it come from? Bobbi’s mother just said it was
delivered by a woman with blue hair.
Tom Bauhaus was
the school geek. Everyone avoided him, except when they needed help
with science or math. One day he received a note with instructions. It
was merely signed “The P. S.” It said this would be a comeuppance for
Bobbi Steinmetz. So he did it.
Chemistry class. Tom
checked that Bobbi was wearing a teal-green sweater. Her great boobs
were swaying with every motion. Check.
Since Tom had the top scores in chemistry, he was first to choose his partner for the experiment. He chose Bobbi. Check.
Tom switched the chemical in their beaker. Check.
At the appropriate time, Tom dropped the beaker, so that the liquid
splashed onto Bobbi. He yelled so that everyone in the class would
look. Pssss. The synthetic teal-green yarn in the sweater disintegrated
in a chemical reaction with the liquid.
Bobbi’s boobs were real all right!