Realising you don't have much choice, you take the boyshorts your aunt is holding out to you. You slide them on. The lace has some elasticity to it. It's tight but fits. Your recently emptied cock fits snugly in the front, but its outline is clearly visible. A secret part inside you has to admit that you quite enjoy the sensation of this material against your skin. It's a good job you've been so recently emptied otherwise you'd no doubt start growing again, and this time there'd be no hiding it for a second.
"That's better!" your Aunt praises you warmly. "The sooner you learn to follow my instructions, the better it will be for you, and then your recent little disgrace won't make it back to your mother."
You hand you head in shame, but feel like the best thing for the moment is simply to go along with this.
Your aunt steps back, assessing you critically. "It seems to me like we're only half way there. we need something for your top half".
She steps forward and lifts your T shirt off you. "Take off your socks whilst I find something for you. I'll let you choose!"
It's true you look even more ridiculous wearing socks. You take them off, and once done see that Aunt Laura ass laid a couple of things out on the bed: a white crop top on one side and something else made out of straps of black PVC linked together with large metal rings. "So, Patrick, what's it to be?"
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