Charlotte stood in front of the mirror with a smiling Miss Emma standing to the side and taking photo's that got both her back and by virtue of the full length mirror a front view also. Charlotte was deeply embarrassed to be dressed like an 8 year old girl, except no girl ever dressed like this. It was extremely short, over the top frilly, very pink with pink frilly panties, white ankle socks with pink trim and white maryjanes. The problem for Charlotte was that although she was deeply embarrassed her uncaged cockette was erect. Miss Emma had taken the cage off to see what would happen and how turned on Charlotte would be, she had the answer. Emma selected a photo she liked and immediately sent it to Mistress Erin's phone. A reply with the thumbs up and smiley face emojis came back within minutes and the comment that Sharon liked it too. 'Everyone seems to like your new outfit Charlotte' mentioned Miss Emma 'do you like it? Charlotte did not dare say no so simply replied 'Yes Miss Emma'. Emma laughed 'no, no dear you have to answer like a little girl, play the part'. What was left of Charlotte's self esteem dropped another notch 'yeth Mith Emma, me luvth the dweth'.
Emma sat in the armchair watching her new 'little girl' with a dolly on the floor'. It had been far easier than she thought, once in the humiliating dress Charlotte seemed to collapse and resistance was nil. There had been a look of alarm as she was presented with the doll but Charlotte had meekly accepted it anyway. Through all this, though, Charlotte had maintained the erection in her panties and Emma could see why her daughter needed an extension sheath which had turned a puny penis into something almost double the length and girth. Emma got up and went to the bureau and retrieved a tape measure then resumed her seat 'come here girl', Charlotte stood and approached, when Emma said 'knickers down, dress up' she feared a spanking but remained erect anyway. Emma measured and giggled 'twelve centimetres' she declared 'well that is roughly four and a half inches'. Emma looked up 'it's not going to get a girls pulse racing is it Charlotte?' A mumbled 'no Mith' was issued. 'How does Mistress manage then?' Charlotte's bottom lip quivered but the erection remained and she said, almost breaking into tears 'Mithtweth utheth a thleeeve that doubelth my thithe. It was something that Emma obviously knew but it was fun getting Charlotte to admit it. Emma reached down and took Charlotte's little one in her hand, stroked twice and Charlotte ejaculated 'quick too' giggled Emma and held her hand up, Charlotte licked it clean. 'You may return to being a maid Charlotte, go and get cleaned up, changed and put the cage on'. Charlotte was relieved, in more ways than one, to say the least and hurried away.
Once in her room to freshen up and change Charlotte, inexplicably, felt a reluctance to take the dress off. She had been horrified when she had first seen it but had quickly grown to like it. She didn't really understand why she got off on humiliation but decided to accept it. Charlotte felt herself erecting again, unusually soon for her, so best not waste it she jerked herself off for a second ejaculation in half an hour, never had she reloaded that quickly. Then she cleaned off and quickly dressed in her shortest and most humiliating uniform complete with fully frilled panties.
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Manipulation
FantasyCharles was an average man with one weakness, he could not refuse his wife Erin anything. She would lead him down a path that he could not escape.
