While figure skating alone on a pond and trying to avoid the watery inlet, two big local looking short haired women in jeans and flannel shirts arrived on the scene complete with hockey skates, sticks and a puck. After lacing up they maneuvered on the ice aggressively and started shooting the puck down the ice. They seemed oblivious to me and in fact I had to dodge a couple of slapshots as I worked my figure eights, I felt a slam and was thrown into the water by a check. I heard a laugh and then one of them used her stick to pull me out. “Sorry about that” the biggest one said with a slightly sarcastic tone. “Let’s get you out of this cold into our car.” My teeth started chattering and I made a beeline to my little Ford Escort to get away from these women. I turned on the car and started to pull out and heard the sick grating noise I recognized as a flat tire. My teeth were chattering by now and I got out to look and the woman offered to give me a ride to their house.

Their sarcastic manner changed to a caring and almost motherly attention inside their home. They offered to call a tow truck and let me take a nice hot shower. When I got out of the shower, I realized that my clothes were still wet. The women, whose names were Chris and Kelly, apologized about the fact they didn’t have a dryer but offered me some of clothes(I assumed they had husbands or boyfriends) so was weirded out when I found laid out on the bed a frilly pink well-padded bra, pink lace panties, white stockings, a very short pleated plaid skirt,a white blouse with poofy sleeves, white high-heeled go-go boots with pink bows, and a blond wig with pink ribbons. I called out, “Where are the clothes?” and Chris retorted “Right on the bed, Cheryldoll.” “Cheryldoll?!! Why are they calling me that?" I came out of the bedroom hiding my frontside with the small towel they gave me feeling even more embarassed by my small underdeveloped body when I saw the massive and muscled bodies of Chris and Kelly in their long underwear. They looked like female bodybuilders who were at least a half a head taller than me.

As I looked up at them both reddening they grinned and Chris said, “Cheryldoll those are you clothes. If you want to get back to your car, you’ll put them on like a good girl.” I had no choice but to go back into the bedroom and try on my outfit. With an almost nauseous feeling I put on the little girls clothing, boots and wig and to my horror got a large erection under my skirt just as Kelly entered the room. Come here you naughty little girl for your punishment. Kelly grabbed me by the arm, sat down on the bed, put me over her knee like a sack of flour, pulled up my skirt and spanked me hard several times. After the 8th slap, I came into my panties and Kelly chortled and said “Oh she likes being bad does she” and then left the room.

When I summoned the courage to come out, the women were sitting down back in their flannel shirts and jeans and when they saw me said “Cheryldoll, you dear little thing, please curtsey when you first enter the room and see us. After the spanking, I did what I was told and gave a cute little curtsey thinking that I’d be leaving soon. The women then turned to each other ignoring me and bantered about too bad the tow truck service is closed for a few days, “I guess we’ll have to keep Cheryldoll around. But if we do, she’ll earn her keep. Now little girl go unload the dryer, iron and fold our laundry or you’ll get more than a spanking this time!” I had no choice but to teeter over on my heels over to the dryer past Chris( who gave me a firm pinch on my bottom which brought tears to my eyes) and unload the dryer full of large woman’s panties and bras, but not lacy, pink and frilly like mine, just cotton in plain colors. Chris came over to inspect my job before I put the underwear away and noticed a wrinkled crease. She laughed savagely and said”Kelly, we have to teach her a lesson, get the zuccini.” Kelly went to the fridge and pulled out a long zuccinni and went to the butter dish and rolled it until glistening. She gave it to Chris who smiled and laughed "Ready to eat your veggies little girl." To my shame, I found myself ecstatically enjoying this treatment which both woman noticed when the front of my skirt rose up in front as they forced the zuccini into me while I kneeled on the kitchen floor. Kelly laughed "Cheryldoll will want to stay around, but she'll have to earn her keep waitressing at Dolly's. First we'll get her a big boob job and make her work off the cost,but she'll save money on girl outfits. Come here Cheryldoll."

She then went to a room, opened the door to what looked like a girl's bedroom with at least 50 naked Barbie dolls on the shelf and a bin of Barbie outfits and pink stuffed animals. In the closet were dozens of little frilly dresses, cheerleaders outfits, slippers and shoes with bows. Chris said, "This was my room when I was a kid. My parents made me wear these little girls clothes up til I turned 15. I hated them and these clothes. As soon asI went to college I cut my hair and wore pretty much jeans and flannel shirts. Lucky for you that you're about my size when I was that age so you'll have plenty of outfits. But I know that you'll love to dress all pretty for us.

My mother knew that I had no interest in dolls but kept buying them for me to make me more feminine.Cherlydoll,how would you like to spend tomorrow in your room putting outfits on all those Barbies?" Humiliated but oddly excited I looked down and nodded yes. "When you finish we'll reward you by taking you skating tomorrow in your skaters outfit. I thought that maybe they were going to give me back the clothes I was wearing when I first met them until I noticed that on the back of the closet door hung a spangled little tiny skaters dress with matching spangled panties and pink tights. The skates underneath were also pink with big white pom-poms.
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