"There's no way I'm going out in public like this!" Kyle heard his father scream out. Quickly he wrapped the satin robe tight to his waist and made his way out the door.
Clicking in his heels both Hillary and Kyle rushed down to hall to see what the commotion was. Once the entered they both saw a hilarious sight. Kyle's father was squeezed into his own daughters party dress. Emily usually only ever wore it when she was having pretend tea parties. Her father just barely had the dress on and could see his light pink training brastraps peaking through.
It was such an odd site Hillary could help but laugh. She pointed at the white tights that only went to his knees and the Mary Jane shoes he was wearing. "Dont laugh at your sister Hillary. Go try on your tux like a good boy." Eric said as he ushered Hillary down the hall.
With Hillary gone Kyle clicked into his daughter's room. "She just won't listen." Emily said with her arms crossed. She only wore her father's tuxedo pants over his breifs undershirt and dress socks. They were so big on her they would have dropped to the ground if it weren't for her suspenders.
"Whats the matter sweetie? Do you want your mother's help?" Kyle said walking over to his crossdressed father.
"Kyle, this has gone far enough. I demand that you take your mother's clothes off this instant. Weren't going to do this. I don't care about the law!." His father roared and shouted.
"Sweetie I think you are just tired. You can take a nap if you want." Kyle said trying to calm him down.
"I'm not taking a nap Kyle! You look like crossdressed freak!" Both Kyle and Emily were shocked by his bluntness.
"Sweetie I really don't want to do this." Emily said as she grabbed her father. "...but you just insulted your mother." Emily wrestled him down on the bed and placed him over her knee. She lifted up his dressedand smacked his pink panty covered ass. It didn't really hurt butshe was forceful.
"Ow" Emily's father yeild. "Ow ok stop please"
"Are you going to be a good little girl?" Emily asked him.
"Fine. Just stop that hurts."
"Are you going to apologize to your mother?" She asked boldly...
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