This Miss Smith was crazy. There was absolutely no way anyone could confuse him for a girl. Whatever, he thought, he would flash her if he had to then sue the pants off her for assault and kidnapping. That will show that bitch.
Howard couldn't believe that he was actually going to dress up as he put an outfit together. He grabbed the least he could, which left him with just heels and the dress. He told himself This was just going to be until he could show her his dick and he just had to get this over with. He pulled of the top but it was when he dropped his panties and pajama pants that his blood went cold.
He was standing in the middle wearing nothing except a strange garment around his groin. Well, garment wasn't quite right, it was more of a device.
“A chastity belt?!”
He tried everything he could to pull it off but it was no use. He felt around to see if there was anything he could do to free his cock from it but that was also fruitless. There were no obvious signs pointing out if it was built for a man of a woman. They had to know he was male, right? They couldn't have got it on him without seeing it, right?...Right? Was there someone that knows?
Dumbfounded, he slips on the dress. The dress was a simply blue one that was pleated. The skirt went down to his slightly hairy legs. He slips on the lowest heels he can find.
Maybe he can get Miss Smith to unlock the chastity belt?
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