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Original Fiction by “Danny”.

Oh, how I complained when, at the tender age of fourteen, Mummy insisted that I wear old fashioned corsets with bones and laces. Not one of my friends wore them, I bleated tearfully, not anyone at all.

In fact, I had not even heard of corsets until then. Mummy was completely unaffected. Now let’s get on with fitting your lovely corset.

I must say I had a very good, very mature figure for my age. My breasts were full and well-shaped, my waist was much smaller than any of my friends, and my hips and bottom looked fine in the jeans I usually wore.

But when Mummy and the corset maker fastened the busk, as I learnt it was called, and began to haul in the laces, my figure began to look incredible.

Strangely, the feeling was quite incredible too.

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The corset was neither very rigidly boned nor very long in relation to the models I wear nowadays as a matter of course.

However, I found the feeling of firmness and compression, particularly over my tummy and bottom, very pleasant. The corset maker saw my smile.

We could have started her with a training corset right from the word ‘go’. The corset was not high enough to reach my bosom but it was tight enough to force a lot of surplus flesh and fat up to it.

The corset maker had anticipated this and helped me on with a new quite firm but agreeably much larger bra.

My bust seemed much bigger and so beautifully shaped. So, wearing just a low cut sweater, a wrap-over skirt and my wide red leather belt fastened tighter than I could have ever believed, we went out for my first corseted walk.

Lots of people looked at me oddly and I soon realised why. The corset, my lovely corset, held me quite rigid and upright. I was only to be corseted after school, at weekends and during the holidays and I really missed the embrace of my corset when I was not wearing it.

When I left school, my real corset training was to begin and, from a couple of months before the appointed date, I was looking forward to it with eager anticipation.

Mummy was so pleased with my reaction and my appearance that she had begun to wear a real corset again herself and we had had lots of fun helping each other to get laced up and dressed.

Mummy told me that she had promised my father when I was a little girl that I should be properly corseted when I grew up. Sadly, he had died as a result of a terrible car accident and Mummy said that without the admiration of a husband to encourage her she had abandoned the tight-laced regime she had enjoyed since she was only fifteen.

She had started off this time wearing the same model of corset as me but she had quickly graduated to a heavier, longer and, of course, much, much tighter one.

It was really rigidly boned as well. Mummy was very pleased with herself. Just look at me, darling! Her waist could have been no more than nineteen inches.

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She smiled at me in such a patient way. Sometimes it really does hurt a lot. I realise now that once you learn to love being pulled in really tightly, any pain or discomfort can and has to be endured.

At last the day I had waited for so eagerly finally came.

I had left school, and the corset maker, by now an old friend, was to come to our house within the hour. She came carrying a big box.

I was told that I was far too plump for tight lacing to be properly effective, that it was a waste of time to try and corset fat away. Mummy helped me off with the corset I was wearing and the corset maker unwrapped an incredible garment.

The Rubber Maiden looked like a big doll made of thick latex. It was boned and laced right down the back and along the legs and arms.

Heavy looking zips would fasten over the laces. Mummy and the corset maker tugged the Rubber Maiden over my legs and up my trunk. They loosened the laces on the arms just sufficiently so that my arms could be squeezed in.

Then they began to pull in the laces. The latex was thick, as I have said, and there was little give.

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I felt totally enclosed by it and the whole effect was rather impossible to take in. The laces were finally closed and they pulled the zips shut.

I was quite helpless and Mummy and the corset maker began to pull an all enveloping latex hood down over my head There was a hole by my nostrils for me to breathe but that was all.

Then I felt a corset being fastened and laced onto my body so tightly that I could not imagine being able to breathe at all.

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I must have fainted because, when I woke up, the room was dark. Strangely, the feeling of intense constriction was not disagreeable.

Mummy was close by because she must have felt me wake up and I could feel her caressing my legs and arms through the latex.

They told me afterwards that I stayed in the Rubber Maiden for two days without being released and, apart from brief respite for hygienic an d sanitary purposes, I stayed in it for another week.

When I was finally released, I cried, because I missed the tightness. Mummy said that soon I should regard it as an old friend. As soon as I put on any weight at all the Rubber Maiden would be strapped on until it was gone.

For the moment, though, their object had been achieved and I was now slim enough to wear the new training corset. This was like nothing I could ever have imagined and even Mummy was astounded at it.

It stretched from my neck to my knees and was almost solidly boned with rigidsteel stays. It sounded quite frightening but the corset maker said that wearing it constantly for a period of time would crush and bend my ribs so that my ‘normal’ day and night corsets would find my body almost the right shape to be able to adapt to the kind of reduction planned for me.

Again, there would be times when I should have to go back to wearing the training corset for a few weeks continuously.

Mummy told me later that they managed in the space of a month to reduce my waist to sixteen inches. I had literally been encased, rigid, quite unable to move, for nearly six weeks now.

The corset maker suggested that it was time for me to get some exercise, because my muscles would get too weak otherwise. The training corset was removed and quickly replaced by my new day corset, which laced easily and quickly to my new shape except for the last two inches – which demanded some extra pulling and tugging on the stay laces to close the corset properly.

I proudly measured my new waist and it was only fifteen inches. The corset maker said that she had never achieved such reduction so quickly before.

I practiced walking about indoors on heels that were nearly five inches high and found it very strange after such a long period of complete inactivity.

The feel of my new day corset was completely different to anything I had ever experienced before.

I had lost a lot of weight in the Rubber Maiden and they were quite right when they said that the continuous wearing of the training corset would actually change the shape of my rib cage so that it would cave in immediately below my bust.

The corset was tremendously tight, but I felt I could still pull myself in so as to relieve the pressure. When I commented on this, Mummy and the corset maker were very pleased.

21.02.2020 – This response spurred her on. Now let’s get on with fitting your lovely corset. Your Account. Now everything was very, very very tight on me. I looked around the area.

When I read what I have written it sounds as if the process I had been through was really quite unexceptional. It wasn’t! I can still remember the pain quite distinctly – the continuous discomfort – my inability to move myself into a comfortable position in bed – to move at all in bed!

I haven’t even mentioned the long leather gloves I wore. Even they had boning in them so that my arms were kept straight and immovable. You won’t believe it, but they were laced tight too – even each individual finger!

Sometimes Mummy used to haul them up with straps to a hook on the ceiling because it would make them smaller. My poor feet, too!

They were bandaged with wet linen after my toes had been bent under one another. Then Mummy would dry the linen with the hair dryer and the linen would shrink and compress my toes and feet.

Then, again, during this training period and even now, hard tight leather cases would be drawn onto each leg up to the knee and laced as tight as could be.

Mimi glided the panties up my legs and over my hips with a faint rustle. Sexy Dresses for Women, Mini Club Dresses different sizes, designs, cuts He forced my hand into his fly, making me grip his prick.

I think Mummy reduced my shoe size by two. Remember, I had not stopped growing yet, and Mummy said she just could not allow them to grow naturally.

All this was agony but, somehow, Mummy managed to convince me that the pain was not only necessary, but could be enjoyable.

I have spoken before about Mummy’s work on herself with the stay lace. Somehow this made it more bearable to bear. Mummy interrupted my thoughts.

I had been talking to Mummy about the fact that the day corset still allowed me to suck in my tummy a little bit.

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Once we’ve got your night corset on I think you will find that quite impossible. There was only one problem that worried me. If you’ve got the energy to let us unlace this corset and put on another one, you’ll see what we mean!

I couldn’t wait to try it and agreed. My body was now so used to the constant and unrelenting pressure of the stays that I felt I would fall to pieces when the stay lace was untied.

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Quickly the corset with legs was fastened and laced. The boning went right down the back and front of each leg so I certainly had less, rather than more, mobility – particularly when the leg sections were tightly laced.

It feels very strange from my knees downward,” I commented. They picked me up and put me on the bed and pulled on a pair of really tight elasticised stretch jeans on me.