I Know You Martin Inouye 2

Martin didn't receive any more envelopes for two weeks, he wore a different pair of coloured pantyhose everyday, he didnt want his feet sweating and smelling in the nylon/lycra mix because of the attention he thought it might attract, he was beginning to hate wearing them, so one day he figured

What if I dont wear them today who would know?

As he zipped up his pants he realized his legs felt different, 

Of course they do stupid, your not wearing womens pantyhose, he thought to himself, I cant believe you let yourself be pushed around like that.

He was annoyed at himself for wearing them so long, no one had asked him about them or even suspected, so why had he done it? Because a stranger told him to? that was crazy, wasnt it? He thought about the letter and the "Consequences" but he'd had enough of being pushed around, and anyway who would know?

It felt great to be in control again he almost didnt want this day to end he had never felt so alive, he went to bed that night and dreamed of his new found freedom. The next morning arrived and he got ready for work again without those horrible pantyhose, but as he got to the kitchen he saw a familiar shape under his door, it was a white plain envolope, Martin opened it with some fear, inside was a letter, his hands were shaking as he read it....

Who's been a naughty boy Martin? Why didnt you wear your pretty hose, that I bought for you, I told you there would be consequences, now go to the chest of drawers and open the one next to your pantyhose.

Martin opened the drawer, he couldnt believe what he saw......



It was a waist cincher, the letter continued....

I told you there would be consequences Martin, here it is, you will wear this under your suit, dont worry, no one will notice, if you dont I will distribute all the pictures I have of you in your pretty pantyhose, and there will be more consequences if you continue to disobey me, And one more thing I want you to start letting your hair grow, no big deal, just dont get it cut.

With that, twenty pictures of Martin in different coloured hose came spilling out of the envelope, How was this person able to get into his apartment? How did they get pictures of him? even after he had changed the locks on the door? Martin struggled with the cincher for a few days until he finally got it right, Two months later he could see the difference the cincher had made to his waist.....



It wasnt just the difference in his waist that Martin noticed, it was the length of his hair, after two months It came just around shoulder length, the girls in the office had noticed, some thought it was sexy, others thought it looked a bit girlie, but Martin was the boss, no one was going to say anything bad.

When he woke up two months later, he cinched up his waist and pulled on his pantyhose, he had snagged them when this all began, but he was getting to be an expert now, as he pulled steadily and slowly, they fit snugly against his waist.

He hadnt seen an envolope in all that time.......