Copyright Oggbashan December 2002 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.

This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons.

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"Well, Pearl? Are you still going to the non-smoking sessions?"

My elder sister Ruby was staying that Saturday night on the way down to London for a Management course. She still treated me as her little sister even though I'd been married to Neil for five years. She was an ex-smoker and had been working on me and Neil to give up as well. We had tried various ways but Ruby's disapproval had not helped. She could not give up interfering. Even so, she was my sister and smoking was the only thing about us that she disapproved of. I wasn't her "little" sister except in age. Neither of us could be called "little". I was just slightly taller than her but we were both significantly taller than our husbands even in our bare feet.

I could talk to Ruby as I could to no one else. We shared secrets that we wouldn't even tell our husbands. Nothing major. There were no skeletons to hide but we would talk about their performance, or lack of it, in bed. I had tried some of Ruby's ideas. She had tried some of mine. Sometimes our ideas startled our husbands but most of them were fun to experiment with.

"Yes, Ruby, but the classes were closed for the summer holidays. They start again next week and then I have a real problem."

"Come on, Sis. Tell!"

Ruby had guessed that I was embarrassed.

"The main idea of the sessions is to practise self-hypnosis whenever we feel we want a cigarette."

"Yes?"

"I can do it. Neil can't."

"So?"

"I can do it to him." I stopped. I didn't want to say the next bit.

"And he doesn't like it?" Ruby was always quick to notice what I didn't say.

"Yes and No. He isn't sure that he likes my ability to hypnotise him yet it has stopped him smoking as well as me. The problem is ..." I stopped again. Even talking to Ruby this was going to be difficult.

"It seems to me that we need to have a real sisterly talk. Why don't we make a cup of tea?"

"OK Ruby." We walked through to the kitchen. My calf length skirt brushed my legs as I moved, reminding me why I was wearing it. Ruby noticed.

"Pearl, you didn't used to wear skirts around the house."

"I know. That's part of it. Not till we have made the tea. I'll come clean, I promise. I need your advice but please wait a few minutes more."

"OK, but you look better in a skirt than the track suits you used to wear."

We made the tea. Back in the living room I sat next to Ruby on the settee unconsciously arranging my skirt as I did.

"You did that as if you are used to it." Ruby said.

"Did what?"

"Arranged your skirt."

"Did I? I didn't notice."

"Yes, you did. It looks as if you have been wearing skirts, and large ones, for some time. You managed that skirt as if you always wear one."

"I do. I never wear jeans, trousers or slacks, always a skirt. It is part of what I need to talk about."

"Come on, Pearl, talk. You know you can talk to me about anything."

"You are probably the only one I can talk to about this."

"Now you have me really interested, Pearl."

I took a deep breath and started.

"It started at the non-smoking sessions. One of the ideas is to think of a situation in which you can't or wouldn't smoke. Then whenever you feel like lighting a cigarette you imagine that you are in that situation. Once the urge is passed you can revert to normal."

"Yes, I can follow that, Pearl. What is difficult?"

"Most of the others had simple scenarios such as being in Church, at the office and so on. Neil and I don't go to Church often enough for it to be realistic. We are self-employed and working from home so we can't use the office "rules" and so on. We couldn't think of a common situation that would prevent us smoking. I'm sure we could have if we had given it some more effort but I had what I thought was a brilliant idea for me at least."

"And it wasn't?"

"At first I thought it was, but now I have real problems with it."

"Out with it, Pearl. What is your scenario that is so embarrassing?"

I paused. Then I blurted it out.

"I imagine that I'm pregnant and that I can't smoke because of the baby."

Ruby burst out laughing. At first I was annoyed then I could see that there was a funny side to it. I started laughing as well.

Ruby wiped the tears from her face.

"I can see that there are real drawbacks to that scenario, Pearl. Do you get morning sickness and all the other symptoms?"

"Not morning sickness. I'd imagined myself at eight and a half months."

"Whoa! That is a big jump to take in your imagination."

"It works too well. My belly actually swells before my eyes, I feel heavy and unbalanced, I can feel the baby moving - the whole thing."

"Your belly swells?"

"Yes. Not much but it is noticeable. I suppose my stomach muscles relax and sag. When I'm naked I can see it happen. My breasts grow as well and my nipples stand out."

"Pearl, you are carrying self-hypnosis just too far."

"I know. It has stopped me smoking but whenever I feel the need for a cigarette I become heavily pregnant. Some of my friends think I need to see a doctor because I suddenly slow down and move with difficulty. I can't tell them that it is all in my mind. I haven't even told the others at the non-smoking sessions. I'm dreading the next one. We are supposed to report back on our progress. I haven't smoked but they will want to know how I did it. I don't think I can tell them."

"Can you show me now?"

"Yes. I can do it anytime, anywhere." I stood up and concentrated. Ruby put her hands to my stomach.

"I felt you swell!" she seemed astonished.

"I told you I did."

"But I didn't expect to feel it so strongly," Ruby said "and your breasts grew a size at least."

"That part I like. So does Neil."

"I'll bet he does. Instant breast enlargement without surgery is a neat trick." Ruby looked closely at me.

"There's something else, isn't there Pearl? This is mildly embarrassing but you could make a joke of it and pass it off to the other members of the class, couldn't you?"

"You know me too well, Ruby. Yes. There is something else."

"And it concerns Neil?"

"Yes."

"Out with it. You said that he can't use self-hypnosis but you can do it to him. What do you do?" She stopped. "You don't make him think that he is pregnant as well, do you?"

"No. It would be easier if I did."

"Easier to make your husband pregnant? You must be kidding."

"I'm not. Even if I had managed to persuade Neil that he is pregnant I don't think that would necessarily have stopped him smoking. He doesn't have the same feelings as a woman. That scenario might not have worked for him. I thought of one that does work and makes it impossible for him to smoke but ..."

"Come on, Pearl, you have been dodging this ever since I came. You can tell your sister."

"I make him believe that he is my baby."

"That is not so unusual. Many women treat their husbands as babies."

I shook my head. "Not like I do." I pointed at my still swollen belly.

"You don't mean that you make him think he is your UNBORN baby?"

I nodded.

"You make him believe he is inside your womb as an eight and a half month foetus?"

I nodded again.

"That is fantastic. I can see your problem. You can't admit that to your class."

"It is Neil's class too. How do you think he would feel if I told them that I put him inside my uterus? Particularly as I do it TO him because he can't hypnotise himself. I can do it WITHOUT his consent."

"You can do it to him even when he doesn't want you to?"

"Yes, Ruby. I can do it even when he is angry with me and totally uncooperative."

"I can see that Neil would resent that. You could really damage your relationship if it became known that you can control your husband that much. His male ego couldn't survive such a public humiliation, no one's could. I'm surprised he hasn't rebelled in private. I don't think I could accept anyone having that much power over me."

"So far Neil has accepted my control as a way of stopping him smoking. He is prepared to surrender to me in his best long term interest, but ..."

"But he is frightened that you can control him totally at any time for whatever reason you like?"

I nodded.

"Could you?"

"Yes."

"Then you should stop NOW. Complete power over another is really dangerous to both of you." Ruby insisted.

"I know. I want to stop but both of us like it. We find it really arousing and afterwards our sex is wonderful. We wouldn't want to lose that."

"OK. Then you MUST give some control back to Neil. He must consent EVERY time. How?" Ruby paused.

"I'd like to but I overwhelm him completely. Once the process has started he cannot do anything unless I tell him to."

"Perhaps if you tell me exactly what you do we can work out a way for Neil to participate willingly."

"Maybe." I was doubtful. "I'll tell you and this evening I'll show you just what I do."

"Won't Neil resent a demonstration with me present?"

"He won't even know you are here, Ruby. Once I start he cannot hear, see or remember anything."

"That sounds impossible."

"It isn't. It started soon after I'd decided the pregnancy scenario. At first I had to get into the mood. I changed my clothes. Do you remember my black silk "Batgirl" dress?"

"Yes. You wore to a fancy dress party we both went to."

"Then you remember that it has elasticated cuffs at wrists and ankles and when I spread my legs and arms out the material is loose enough to make massive "bat" wings?" There is no bottom opening. Between my legs it is sewn shut.

"Yes."

"Neil likes it. I wrap it around him and cuddle him tight. He disappears, wrapped by my "wings". I don't wear the hood and the pointed ears, just the dress. I thought that I could be "pregnant" in that dress. It took me a few weeks to get to the stage that I could imagine I was pregnant. I could only do it wearing that dress. Neil was delighted. He was getting wrapped by me nearly every evening. While wrapped he couldn't smoke either."

"I'm surprised that he could breathe, let alone smoke."

"I had to uncover his face from time to time but we spent hours with him closely wrapped in my dress. We didn't get much done but we weren't smoking either. Then I had the disastrous idea of making him my baby. I persuaded him to strip and then wrapped him. We both found that arousing. I was slowly beginning to convince him that he was my "baby".

The dress was being used every evening so I made several similar ones so that they could be washed. I changed one detail. The original zips down the front. The others - I put another zip in the bottom between the ankle cuffs. When I first used one of the new dresses I talked Neil into crawling up inside. Then I closed the zip between my ankles. He was naked and bagged inside my dress next to my skin. That evening was the first time that my hypnosis worked fully. I had persuaded him that he was inside my womb. He was a foetus and couldn't hear, see or speak. It worked so well that it frightened me. I didn't keep him like that for more than a couple of minutes.

When I brought him out of his trance he was still bagged inside my dress. He was disorientated and fought to get out of my dress but he couldn't. The zip only worked from the outside and he couldn't undo it. I had to hug him hard to calm him down and stop him hurting himself or me. Then I let him out and cuddled him.

Neil had no memory at all of what had happened. He knew nothing from the time I had walked into the room until he came to outside my dress. Nothing at all!"

"Nothing?" asked Ruby.

"No. He couldn't remember a thing. I told him what had happened and what I had done. He didn't believe me. He didn't believe until I did it again. This time I talked to him while he was "inside" my womb. I told him that he could tell me what he was feeling. We had set up the tape deck and recorded everything.

He told me that he was cradled within my body. He could hear my heart beat. He was tightly held in my warm, soft and dark womb surrounded by my love which was so strong that he was finding it difficult to do anything except lie still and enjoy it. I stopped him talking and then told him that I was going to give "birth" to him. He should relax and let me do everything. I would tell him when he was "born" and then he should return to normal.

I unzipped the dress and eased him out. I closed the dress again, hugged him to my breasts and told him that he had been "born". Neil opened his eyes and looked at me. He smiled blissfully and snuggled against me. He went to sleep.

When he woke up we played the recording back. He still didn't believe. He didn't want to.

But I'd made a mistake with the tape recorder. When the replay ended I pressed record instead of stop. The tape recorded his unbelief and me losing my temper at his repeated refusal to accept what had happened. Eventually I told him we should do it again. He refused but I flipped the open bottom hem of my dress over his head and pulled it down hard.

Even I couldn't credit the effect on him. As soon as his head was inside my dress he stopped arguing in mid-flow and became quiet and still. I just held his head wrapped in my dress and thought hard. If covering his head was enough to make him think that he was held inside me, how little an effect was needed?

One of things that had been suggested on the course was that once we had found a scenario that worked then we should look for the smallest stimulus necessary to produce a reminder of the scenario. I'd been working on the "pregnancy" stimulus. At that time I no longer needed the "batwing" dress. Any loose waisted dress would do. Jeans or trousers didn't work. Sometimes I could do it wearing a skirt. I had to "think" myself pregnant. It was a conscious and controlled process. I'd start by imagining my huge belly, then my enlarged breasts, and lastly the unbalancing weight. When I'd got to the weight I felt pregnant and therefore I wouldn't smoke a cigarette. The whole process took about five minutes."

"It doesn't take that long now?" Ruby asked.

"It did then, but now all I have to do is a couple of seconds of the breathing exercise taught at ante-natal classes while thinking of my song that goes with the exercise."

"What song?"

"Cliff Richard's Summer Holiday. You know - We're all going on a summer holiday. Now I don't get beyond 'all' before I feel the effect. But then it took a long time. That is why I couldn't understand how quickly Neil was affected. Once my dress was over his head it was instantaneous."

"That must have been scary."

"It was. One second he was angry and arguing, the next second he was lying completely still against me. I cuddled his head against my breasts for a long time before I unwrapped him. Even then he just lay against me. I had to tell him to wake up before he was back to normal. Then I told him what I had done. This time he believed me, particularly when he noticed that the tape recorder was still running.

We played it back, all of it. There was the first part, then him arguing and cut off in mid sentence. We timed the silence until I told him to wake up. It had been twelve minutes.

Since then we have done it many times. Every time he thinks he wants a cigarette he comes to find me. I just lift my skirt and shove his head underneath it. As long as he is completely in the dark inside my clothing for a while the stimulus works. It doesn't happen with a lightweight or translucent skirt. That is why I always wear a full skirt, preferably lined and with a dark petticoat, like this."

I lifted the hem of my skirt and showed Ruby the black nylon lining and the dark blue waist slip.

"It is difficult to believe, Pearl, and sometimes must be inconvenient for you. You can't do much with Neil's head stuffed inside your skirt, can you?"

"I don't have to. It takes just a few seconds for him to believe that he is inside me. The effect lasts about half an hour before he comes to again. He can do some things independently after about five minutes but he still feels 'wrapped' inside me and he can't talk or hear anything. One condition I've built into the process is that he can't go out of my sight until he is fully himself again. At first I really tied him to my apron strings. I tied a wrist to the back of my apron until he came to enough to undo it with his free hand. He needs something for his own protection. He couldn't hear a fire alarm, for example. He can only respond to direct commands from me."

"That is a heavy responsibility for you, isn't it, Pearl?"

"Not really, Ruby. I promised to 'have and hold' my husband. I didn't expect the 'holding' to be quite so literal but I'm happy to look after Neil when he believes he is wrapped in my body and love. I'm beginning to enjoy it. It doesn't take much effort on my part yet the effect on him is the same as if I'd spent a whole evening pampering and loving him. He can really feel my love as a physical presence surrounding him.

After a while it started to work for me as well. Now, whenever I make myself feel "pregnant", it is Neil that I have inside me. I don't feel just that Neil is my baby, but that he has made passionate love to me for hours and he is still held inside my sex. I am enjoying the after effects of repeated orgasms. And I can feel all that after a few seconds of concentration. It is well worth the feeling of being heavy and unwieldy."

"I wondered about that, Pearl." Ruby commented "When you made yourself "pregnant" your face flushed and you had a blissful expression on your face. I thought that you were getting a sexual kick out of the experience."

"I am. It is much better than any boost I used to get from having a cigarette. Much much better! Neil is getting a sexual boost from it as well. Although he feels that he is inside my womb his mind tells him that he got there by making love to me and penetrating me so far that I've swallowed him through my vagina."

"That's impossible."

"Of course it is, but so is having Neil wrapped in my womb. Neil and I have talked about it both when he is himself and also when he is "inside" me. We managed to talk through a slow-motion account of what happens to him."

"And what does happen, Pearl?"

"I'd like to demonstrate on Neil with you present but this is what he and I have worked out. It took several sessions to get the whole story and we found that wrapping him in one of my batwing dresses was the best way to produce "slow-motion". I wrapped all of him except his head. Then he could tell me the effect I was having on him.

Remember that what happens appears instantaneous to him and to me. Yet he feels first that he is making love to me. I have my arms and legs tightly wrapped around him, pulling him as deep inside me as is physically possible. I have several orgasms, bear-hugging him each time. Then when I'm nearly satisfied he lets himself go during my last orgasm. Afterwards, when he is lying on me I roll us over until I'm on top. I move down his body to his feet and straddle them. So far so good, and not unusual. The next bit is fantasy. He believes that I start by pulling his feet inside my vagina. He feels the warmth spreading up from his feet as I gradually swallow his legs. As my lips spread out to cover his hips, he has an orgasm as my vagina squeezes his penis against his body.

Once his hips are fully inside I grab his hands and push them inside me. I swallow his chest and shoulders slowly. He describes it as similar to gradually lowering himself inch by inch into a warm swimming pool but the water is pressing hard, more like sinking into quicksand or wet cement. Yet that isn't quite the sensation. He wants to sink, to be swallowed, to be lost inside me. When his shoulders are inside me, my lips contract around his neck. He cannot move anything except his head.
My lips slide up his neck and over his chin. Once his mouth is covered he has difficulty explaining what happens but he thinks that my final swallow is fast. A pink fold of my skin covers his eyes and closes above his head. He feels as if he is being squeezed through a long soft tunnel which is pulsating around him, pushing him through with slow deliberate contractions.

Then he emerges into my womb. There he is held softly but firmly within a warm rose tinted cave. He cannot move at all because my womb is stretched so tightly around him but he feels safe, protected, loved, sustained. All he can hear is my heart beat. That sound is calming and soothes him to a dreamless sleep."

"And that happens in a couple of seconds?"

"Yes, Ruby. It is as fast as I can now make myself "pregnant". A few seconds at most yet that is what he feels. When he is inside, just before he falls asleep, he has the memory of everything and he is sexually sated. He has had a wonderful session of lovemaking and now he is resting, not just in my arms but wholly contained in my love."

"I can understand why he lets you do it to him. To get that sort of feeling in a few seconds must be marvellous. Much better than a cigarette, and free. Although he comes to you when he wants to I'm still worried about you doing it to him without his consent."

"I know, I'm worried too. But it is such a blessing sometimes. If he is ratty, tired, irritable - in a few seconds I can change him into a blissfully satisfied lover who regards me almost as a Goddess. It is so tempting. Even when I am annoyed or irritable, doing that to him changes my mood too. I can look for comfort by becoming "pregnant" but if I just wrap him in my skirt I don't have the unpleasant experiences of pregnancy but I do have a husband who will do anything for me and loves me unconditionally. It isn't the feeling of power that excites me, it is being loved by him so strongly. It is addictive for both of us.

For example, one evening he came home late after attending a conference. It hadn't gone well and he was tired and frustrated by the lost opportunities. He was so tired that he couldn't sleep, neither could I because he was tossing and turning so much. Eventually he asked me to "unbirth" him. That apparently is the term for this fantasy. I climbed out of bed and retrieved my skirt. I pulled it down over his head and held his wrapped head against my breasts. He was asleep in seconds. A couple of minutes later I was as well.

I woke up the next morning still hugging him tangled in my skirt. I uncovered him but it took me about half an hour to wake him up. It was fortunate that it was a Saturday morning. When he finally came to he wanted to make love to me. We did and it was one of the best sessions we'd ever had. At the end he was lying with my arm around him and with his head snuggled on my shoulder. I wanted to show just how much I loved him so I covered him with my skirt again. That was a mistake. He went back to sleep at once. It was well past noon before he woke up again.

He was totally rested and had written off the bad experience of the conference. He felt full of energy. After a afternoon of catching up on various do-it-yourself jobs around the house he persuaded me to go out for the evening. We went to a night-club and danced until the early hours. Both of us were so full of energy that we were on the dance floor most of the time.

When we finally got to bed I wrapped him again. This time he hadn't asked. I just did it. He and I slept well but he told me the next morning that he'd wanted to talk about the "unbirthing". It would have been a good time for a discussion because we were both very happy. I hadn't given him the chance. Almost as soon as he was in bed I'd whipped my skirt over him and he was gone. We talked that Sunday morning but we weren't in the right mood. Eventually he got so agitated that I "skirted" him again in self-defence. I knew that was wrong but he was so upset I didn't want him to be hurt any more. When he was himself again I apologised. That led to a more productive discussion."

"You needed to apologise. You were overwhelming him."

"I know. That is what we discussed. He was frustrated because he couldn't do anything about self-hypnosis. I had to do it to him. He was feeling less and less in control of himself and more like my victim. He enjoyed the sensations but he was beginning to resent my irresistible power over him. We agreed that I would not "unbirth" him unless he asked me on each occasion. For a few weeks that worked but ..."

"What happened?"

"Lack of understanding between us. I would wait, even if I had to bite my tongue to stop shouting at him, until he asked. For a while he started smoking again. So did I. We have stopped again now but I'm not sure it can last. He was missing the intimacy and, yes, he actually admitted it, his total surrender to me. Asking me took some of the excitement from it. He had to screw himself up to ask. He didn't want to ask until he HAD to. Then he was in the wrong mood. By that time I was as well because I could see that he needed me but he was reluctant to admit it and surrender."

"I can understand his feelings, Pearl. What you do to him means that he surrenders totally. There are no half-measures for him. Once you "unbirth" him, you control everything. You make him completely helpless. It is a form of bondage. He might feel less threatened if you tied him up as part of foreplay. At least then you wouldn't control his thoughts even if you had gagged and blindfolded him. It is usual in bondage games to have a signal that the "victim" has had enough. Neil doesn't have any way out. Once he surrenders to you he has no chance to reconsider."

"That is why I need your advice and help, Ruby. I want to involve you in our discussions. I have talked to Neil about it. He was reluctant but he recognises our need to get advice from someone who isn't involved. He is willing for it to be you. He trusts you nearly as much as he trusts me and that is saying a lot. If you hadn't been engaged when Neil and I met, I'm not sure which sister he would have chosen."

"He has never said anything to me. He has never tried to chat me up or treated me as anything but his wife's sister."

"I know, Ruby. He is honest. He chose me and is perfectly happy with me except for this hypnosis thing. Even though he likes you he wouldn't do anything about it. You are my sister and therefore his relation as well as mine. I know that he wouldn't have an affair with his sister-in-law, or anybody. But if he was the type to have an affair, I know that you would be his first and probably only choice."

"I'm flattered, Pearl, but how then is he prepared to trust me with something as important as this?"

"Because he loves you. Not as he loves me, but he appreciates you and trusts you. He thinks that you would be fair to him, and to me, and would help both of us."

"Wow! He is giving me a massive vote of confidence, isn't he?"

"Yes. So am I. We trust you to do your best for us."

"OK. But I think we ought to wait for Neil until we explore things further. I would like to hear his side as well."

"That's OK with me, Pearl. Just one thing. Don't get upset about it. Neil and I discussed it at length. We want YOU to try to do to him what I can do."

"What! You want me to "unbirth" your husband?"

"No, Ruby. WE want you to try to do it. It will be BOTH of us asking. If you can do it, he will break the idea that only I can control him. If he is as responsive to you as he is to me, then we three can explore ways to give him back control of himself. Can you consider it at least?"

"Yes, Pearl, if that is what BOTH of you want, I'll do more than consider it, I'll DO it."

"Thank you, Ruby. In that case, when Neil comes back you should be wearing one of my "batgirl" dresses. Those dresses work on him but if his head is uncovered he is still aware and able to talk."

"I suppose so. Am I going to take him inside the dress with me?"

"Probably not. It should work just by wrapping him in the "bat wings"."

"Just in case I need to go further, I'll wear a pantie girdle underneath a leotard inside your dress. I don't want to end up carrying your husband's baby. There are limits even to what I'll do for my little sister."

"He wouldn't!"

"Wouldn't he? He is totally beyond his own control. You admit that he fancies me. Once he is naked, inside the dress next to my skin, who knows what he might do? I'd rather be armoured around my lower regions. I don't mind giving him a cuddle and a bit of tit, but he isn't going to get any more."

I laughed.

"What is so funny?" Ruby asked.

"The idea of you giving Neil "a bit of tit". You used to give you boyfriends more than a "bit". They commented that you swamped them with tit. You have got as much tit as I have. Once you start "titting" you don't stop until he is gasping for breath. Neither do I."

"I do enjoy "titting" someone helpless, I admit. Hang on. What was that about my boyfriends making comments? You didn't tell me at the time."

"No, Ruby, I didn't. When your boyfriends were waiting for you to get ready, most of them talked to your "little" sister. Some of them thought that they could tell me things that they wouldn't say to your face, and I would pass them on. The comments I was meant to pass on, I never did. If they couldn't tell you, why should I? Some of them treated me like a piece of furniture, or even worse as a "little girl". The best of them treated me as an independent person. You married one of the last group. I would have been surprised if you hadn't. Think about it. How did Neil treat you?"

"He spoke to me as if I was a friend, someone he was interested in, someone he enjoyed talking to. When you came, he always finished the conversation he was having with me, and said goodbye as if he meant it. I see what you mean. Some of your boyfriends came close to that, but when you appeared they dropped me like a hot potato. Neil never did."

"Exactly. That is why I never passed on the "comments". Boys who thought that I could be their messenger were not thinking of me as a person. Usually they weren't thinking of you as one either. They didn't last long. But there is something else. Why have you got a leotard with you when you are going to a management course? Is there a course, or is there something you haven't told me?"

Ruby giggled. "Nothing like that, Pearl. The course is being held in a hotel with a gym and a swimming pool. I brought the leotard and a swimming costume so that I can use the hotel's facilities to the full. This particular course isn't going to be very demanding of my time. I'm going to be lecturing at a few sessions, not a student. I should have plenty of time to enjoy the facilities."

"OK. Next question. Why a pantie girdle? You don't need to wear one."

"Normally, no. But I have brought a slinky little black dress for the evenings. It is very tightly fitting and the pantie girdle stops any hint of bulge. I know I haven't got one, but that dress is just a bit too small. I like the dress. I should have bought a larger size but they only had the one dress. With a pantie girdle I can get away with it for a few hours. Any longer and I'd couldn't hold myself in. It is a shame but the dress is great. The girdle has short legs covering any visible panty line."

We started talking about clothes. Ruby and I compared wardrobes. We can wear each other's clothes but our tastes are slightly different. We had a wonderful time in the bedroom trying on my clothes she hadn't seen before. I tried her "slinky little black dress". I agree that it suits both of us but neither of us could wear it for long. The time passed quickly and we didn't talk about Neil and our problems. We just enjoyed being sisters.

*****

Neil was due to arrive about 5 pm. Just before then, Ruby got ready with pantie girdle, leotard and one of my "batgirl" dresses. If nothing else, that should give Neil a hint that we sisters had been talking.

When he arrived I met him with a hug. Then Ruby hugged him too. He peered quizzically at me. Ruby's batwings had wrapped him so completely that all that was visible was his head. Ruby is nearly a head taller than him so he could only just see over her shoulder.

"Hello Ruby" he said "This is an unexpectedly warm welcome."

"It is, isn't it, Neil," Ruby replied, still keeping him well wrapped, "Come and sit down with me."

Poor Neil! He didn't have much choice. I retrieved his briefcase from within Ruby's enveloping wings before she swept him off to the settee.

"I'll go and make us some tea," I said, walking towards the kitchen, "Back soon."

"Now, Neil," I heard Ruby say "do you want to talk about it to me, just the two of us, or would you like Pearl here as well."

I waited just outside the door to hear Neil's reply.

"If you don't mind, Ruby, I'd like Pearl to be present."

I left and went to the kitchen to make the tea. The rest of their conversation Pearl told me later:

"Why, Neil? Are you scared to be alone with me?"

Neil paused before replying. He had sat next to her on the settee, close enough, but not wrapped.

"Yes, perhaps, Ruby. Pearl is a strong minded person but I think you are even more so. I don't want to find myself completely dominated by both sisters. I want a solution, not another problem."

"Do you find me attractive? Is that part of your concern?"

"Yes Ruby. You aren't Pearl, yet you two are alike in some ways. I couldn't love Pearl the way I do without being a little bit in love with you as well."

"Then we will wait for her to return. She can defend you from your dominating sister-in-law, can't she?"

Ruby told me that her last statement really affected Neil. He was visibly upset by it. She thought that he was about to burst into tears. Instinctively she grabbed him and hugged him.

"What's wrong, Neil. What did I say?"

He pulled himself together and pecked her cheek.

"I don't want to have to rely on Pearl to "defend" me. I want to be able to "defend" myself, and her as well. It is silly but I suppose it is the male chauvinist pig in me. I think that I should be protecting my wife, not being protected by her."

"I'm no threat to you. The only protection you need now is protection from her. Isn't that true, Neil?"

"Yes" he whispered so softly that Ruby barely heard it.

"We'll wait for Pearl to return with the tea. Then we three will see what we can do to give you back your independence. Agreed?"

"Yes, Ruby, thank you."

Until I brought the tea in, they discussed Ruby's trip to London. While the kettle was boiling, I'd changed into another of my "batgirl" dresses. As I walked in with the tea Neil's face paled visibly when he saw what I was wearing. I sat down in an armchair facing them and poured the tea.

"Neil," Ruby started "you admitted earlier that you needed protection from Pearl. Is that true?"

That made me worried. Ruby was going straight to the point and with no holds barred.

"Yes." Neil said in a whisper. Then he repeated it louder "Yes, I need to be able to protect myself from Pearl."

"Do you agree, Pearl?" Ruby asked.

"Yes. He cannot resist me at all."

"Right. For the rest of this discussion I, Ruby, am going to protect Neil from Pearl. Neil - strip to your boxer shorts."

He did. Just like that. My sister said "do it" and he jumped to obey.

"Now, Neil, I am going to protect you so that Pearl cannot overwhelm you. But I am not going to do to you what Pearl does. It might seem like it but I'm not. You are going to crawl inside this dress with me, and poke your head out of the top zip which I will leave open. If you feel threatened by Ruby, all you have to do is pull your head inside my dress and she can't get at you. Do you follow that?"

"Yes Ruby. How will I know that you won't overwhelm me as she does once I start crawling inside your dress?"

"Because I tell you so. All you are going to do is share this dress with me. Nothing else. You will be inside a dress, that is ALL. Is that clear?"

"Yes."

"Then do it."

Ruby unzipped the bottom of the dress and pulled the top zip down revealing her low cut leotard. Neil crawled up inside her dress and his head came out below her chin. Ruby reached down and closed the lower zip. She lay back on the settee and positioned Neil's head with its back in her cleavage.

"OK so far, Neil?"

"Yes, Ruby. I am inside your dress leaning against you." Neil replied. I was amazed. I thought that he would have become Ruby's unborn baby long before his head came out.

"So you can do it with me. You are still your own man, even inside one of your wife's dresses. Now for the harder part. I want you to remember that this is just a dress. You are inside it with me, that is all."

"Yes, Ruby."

"Now I want you to rest back between my breasts and stay there while I pull the top zip up. You will still be just inside a dress. Ready?"

Neil looked worried but determined. He paused.

"Neil. I am trying to help you. So is Pearl. Neither of us is really a threat to you, are we? You trust us, don't you?"

"Yes" he said faintly.

With one hand Ruby pushed Neil's head deep into her cleavage. Her other hand closed the zip in a flashing movement. I gasped.

"Still there, Neil?" Ruby asked.

"Yes, Ruby" came the muffled reply.

"Next step then. Roll over and put your face in between my tits."

"Must I?" he asked.

"Yes" Ruby insisted. The dress heaved and wriggled. Ruby's arms crossed her chest and pulled Neil in. I could hear him panting for breath as he was breast-smothered.

"Nice tits, aren't they Neil?" Ruby eased off her pressure so that he could breathe.

"Yes, Ruby, they are wonderful breasts," he replied.

"Wouldn't you like to be as close to Pearl's tits as you now are to mine?"

"Yes, Ruby, but ..."

"No buts. You are going to get out of this dress, walk across the room and get into Pearl's dress. You are going to do that so you can get at her tits. Do it!"

"I can't."

"Yes you can. Do you want me to hold your hand while you do?"

Silence for a few moments then he whispered "Yes."

"OK Neil, I'll hold your hand. You don't need it but if it helps, you can hold my hand as you get into Pearl's dress. You will have to let go sometime because I am going to close the zip on her dress when you are inside. Understood?"

"Yes" came the faint reply.

"OK. I'm undoing the zip on my dress now. Out you come!"

Neil emerged from her dress. His face was showing his mixed feelings. He was pleased that he had got into Ruby's dress and out again. He was scared that he would lose himself as soon as started to get into my dress. He grasped Ruby's hand and they walked across to me. I unzipped the lower zip, and pulled down the upper zip.

"You CAN do it." I said forcefully.

He lowered his head and began to crawl in, still holding Ruby's hand. His head emerged from the top zip. He looked up at me and a weak smile crossed his face. I bent over and kissed his forehead.

"See. You can do it," Ruby said "I'm letting go of your hand and closing the bottom zip. Now!"

She pulled the bottom of my dress shut. Neil's head was still uncovered.

"There you are. You are inside her dress and still yourself. Now let her pull the top zip up while you count aloud to ten, slowly."

Ruby nodded at me. I pushed his head gently back and covered his face with the closing zip. He counted to ten and I pulled the zip down again.

"See. You can trust us. You can trust yourself. Now do it again, this time counting to thirty."

He did.

"Now, turn around and put your face between her breasts. You love them and they love you. Stay there as long as you can. If you feel yourself going just say "stop" and Pearl will unzip and pull your head out."

Neil turned round, nuzzled his face between my breasts and I closed the zip. Ruby and I waited expectantly. Then I felt his tongue tickling my nipple cautiously. It got bolder and started on the other nipple. Then his teeth nibbled gently before he opened his mouth and had a good suck. Ruby told me later that my expression was priceless. I was enjoying what Neil was doing but still not believing that he could.
After about five minutes Ruby asked "Are you OK in there, Neil?"

He had to push my tit out of his mouth before he replied "Yes, Ruby, I'm having a great time."

"Then come out again. We need to talk."

"Do I have to?"

"Yes Neil, you have to. We are here to sort out your problem, not for you to spend the evening sucking Pearl's tits."

"Very well, I'm coming out."

Pearl unzipped the lower zip and a sheepish Neil emerged. I grabbed him and hugged him tightly.

"Right. We have proved to you that you do have control. You don't have to let Pearl overwhelm you. You two need to practise, but you know you can do it. One last thing before we break for Pearl to get dinner ready. You two promised me a demonstration of what Pearl does to Neil. Now Neil knows that he has control I would like to see that demonstration. I suggest that he sets a time limit of five minutes."

"How?" Neil asked.

"You just tell yourself that it is going to work for five minutes and no longer. After that time you will be yourself again, even if you are covered by Pearl's skirt or bagged inside her dress. Got that clear?"

"Yes Ruby. I hope it works," Neil said reluctantly.

"That isn't the right attitude. It will work because YOU are going to control it. OK?"

"OK." Neil still wasn't sure.

"Then stick your head inside Pearl's dress and consent to her control of you, but for only five minutes. Do it now!"

Neil did. As soon as his head was fully inside my dress he went as limp as he usually did. He was gone, flopped out. Ruby looked at her watch and came across the room. She lifted one of Neil's arms. It was totally relaxed and flopped back as soon as she let it go.

"Is this how he has been on the other times?" she asked me.

"I think so. Neil! Can you hear me?" I shouted at his covered head. No response. I poked him. Nothing.

"Yes, Ruby. He has gone. He thinks he is totally wrapped in me and cannot hear, see or speak. To get him to speak I have to tell him that he must reply and make the order very strong. I wouldn't be able to do that in five minutes. Even with practice it used to take me about ten minutes to get him to respond."

"Wow! I'm glad you didn't demonstrate before I started working on him. I wouldn't have had the confidence to convince him that he could control it. He is so far gone that I'm amazed."

"If I uncovered him now it ought to take about another five minutes before he begins to get some muscle control back. It would be another half an hour before he is back to normal and can relate to the world around him. How long has he been under?"

"About three minutes," Ruby replied.

"Then it shouldn't be long if your idea works. I'm not sure that it will. He is as far gone as he could be. He really believes that he is snuggled up inside me, wrapped in my womb."

Ruby and I sat in silence. The seconds seemed to crawl past.

"Five minutes," said Ruby.

"Shall I unwrap him now? He should have come out of it at five minutes, shouldn't he?"

"No. Leave him a while longer. It is difficult to set yourself an exact time. I wouldn't be surprised if we had to wait another ..."

"He's moving!" I cried. "His leg twitched."

Neil's head moved under my dress. Ruby held a finger to her lips, motioning me to keep quiet.

"Neil! It's Ruby. Can you hear me?"

"Yes, Ruby. There is no need to shout."

"Can you tell me where you are and what has happened?"

"Yes, Ruby. I have my head stuffed up inside Pearl's dress. I have been out for about five minutes and now I'm back."

"OK, Neil. Can you come out?"

Ruby opened the lower zip. Neil's tousled head came out from under my dress. He grinned delightedly at us.

"It worked then?"

"Yes," Ruby and I chorused. Ruby went on :

"You took a bit longer than five minutes. It was five minutes and forty five seconds. We were just beginning to get concerned."

"Near enough, though," Neil said.

"What did you feel?" I asked.

"Just like always. I was out like a light. I was warm, comforted, sexually sated and loving every second of it. All I knew was that I was held inside you and then I went to sleep, waking up about five minutes later. I woke up fairly slowly. I was aware almost, but not quite, immediately but still drowsy. I felt my cheek on Pearl's leg and that was nice. I felt her dress's skirt wrapped over my head. When I realised that I was inside her dress I remembered how I got there and that I should have been there for only five minutes. Then I heard Ruby."

"How do you feel now?" Ruby asked.

Neil settled himself with his back resting against my legs. I stroked his hair.

"I am trying to see if there is any difference. I don't think there is. I was aware straight away rather than the half hour that Pearl tells me I normally take after she has uncovered me. Apart from that I feel wonderful. Even more so because I set the limits. OK, I surrendered totally to Pearl, but only for a short time that I had set. As soon as I knew that time was up I was myself again. An error of forty five seconds is irrelevant. What is important was that it was my choice."

"What do you think would happen if Pearl suddenly covered your head with her dress now, when you aren't expecting it?" Ruby asked.

"I'd be nervous about it because I'm not wholly convinced that I have complete control. I think, but only think, that nothing would happen. I can't be sure. Now you have warned me, it should be OK. If she did it to me unexpectedly in a few hours time it might work as it did before. I think it would depend on my mood. If I was feeling loving and trusting, say after making love to Pearl, it could work without my consent. If I was angry, annoyed, irritable, it wouldn't work unless I wanted it to."

"Would you want it to work?" I asked, hugging his head in my hands. I had spread my knees and his head had dropped back between my legs to rest against my stomach.

"Probably." Neil turned his head to look up at me. "Your love affects me so much that I would rather surrender to you than be angry or annoyed. The sensations are so strong and ... I admit it ... enjoyable. You enjoy it to, don't you Pearl?"

"Yes, Neil. I do. It is a wonderful feeling to be able to swallow you whole and contain all of you in my body."

"OK," Ruby interrupted, "you have got the basics sorted out. Tomorrow morning I'm off to London for the week. You two can practise while I'm away. I expect to see Neil much more confident about his ability to decide when he is "unbirthed" by Pearl. He might also try doing it himself, just with one of Pearl's skirts. But make sure Pearl is around until he has the hang of it. It wouldn't be sensible to try it when she's out for the day, would it? Now, how about our evening meal?"

I looked at my watch.

"Should be ready in about ten minutes," I said. "I'll lay the table."

I left them together. Again Ruby told me about the conversation.

"Are you sure you can cope, Neil?" she asked.

"Yes."

"You don't sound too confident about it. You have done brilliantly. Do you feel any resentment towards Pearl, now you can decide for yourself whether she is going to control you?"

"No." he replied. "That I am sure about. Yes - I did resent being overwhelmed by her whenever she wanted to, and being totally incapable of resisting. That hurt even though she loves me."

"How about the idea of using one of Pearl's skirts without her wearing it?"

"That seems possible but ... "

"Why not try now. I am wearing one of Pearl's dresses. Shove your head inside and let yourself go for just one minute. Try also to keep your mind clear enough so that you can remember exactly what happens."

"Should I?" he asked.

"Why not. If anything goes wrong, Pearl is in the next room. I can shout for her and she will be here in a couple of seconds. Go on. Trust yourself, and me."

Ruby wasn't being wholly honest with Neil. She wanted to see whether she could "unbirth" him as well as I could. I can't blame my sister for trying. Neil and I had sold her on the idea because we obviously enjoyed it so much.

Neil shuffled across the floor. Ruby lifted the hem of the dress and he entered it. He was gone in a second, flopping straight on to her legs, forcing them apart and ending up with his nose in her crutch. She jumped but he didn't feel it. She looked down at the hump his body was making in the dress and stroked his back. She felt her body swell and her tits. She was drifting away in a rosy haze when Neil came to.

"Ruby?" came his muffled voice.

"Yes, Neil." she replied.

"I like your scent. It is like Pearl but subtly different."

Neil's nose was still pressed deep into Ruby's crotch.

"I think you ought to come out, Neil," said Ruby.

"But I'm enjoying myself. I can remember everything, just as you told me. I'm going back in for another couple of minutes. Bye!"

He did. Before Ruby could object, Neil had "gone" again. She looked at her watch. When two minutes were up she shuffled back on the settee and pushed Neil's head out of the dress. He opened his eyes and smiled at her.

"Spoilsport!" he said. "That was very enjoyable."

"But not something you should be doing with your sister-in-law." Ruby retorted.

"Perhaps not, but she was the one to suggest it."

"I asked for that," Ruby sighed. "And yes, I enjoyed it too. What did you remember?"

"As I said, I remembered everything. I was even able to slow down the process. It was very different from what I experience with Pearl. As I went inside the dress I started falling towards your panties. I was "out" before I reached them."

"I know," said Ruby "you flopped with your nose right against them. You were a dead weight."

"It will take me a long time if you interrupt, Ruby. Shall I continue?"

"Yes." Ruby said, pulling his head to rest on her lap.

"Thank you, Ruby. This is comfortable. Anyway when my nose reached your panties, they weren't there. My face went straight to your bare bush. You are hairier than Pearl with a touch of ginger that she doesn't have. Your outer lips opened and I pushed my tongue in. Nice taste, too. Then you spread your legs and my nose and mouth were inside you. It was warm, wet, and silky. My face sank in until my ears were covered. Then you grabbed the back of my head and pushed. My whole head slid inside and your lips closed round my neck just as if you were sucking a sweet on a stick. I liked being sucked.

Your hands found my elbows and pulled. My shoulders and chest entered you and I sank in up to my navel. There was considerable pressure on my chest but it was like being hugged firmly. You grabbed my buttocks and pulled harder. I slid in through your pulsating passage until my head emerged inside your womb. My legs were still outside for what seemed like a few seconds. As your muscles pulled the rest of me into your womb I had to fold myself up as small as I could in the available space. I could feel your womb growing but you are smaller inside than Pearl. I was a very tight fit.

Once I was inside I looked around. That was another thing that was different. I could see. I saw the pulses run through the muscles of your vagina as I was pulled in. Everything was bathed in a pink glow. The walls of your vagina were darker than the womb. In your womb I could actually see through your stretched skin. I saw that under your leotard you are wearing a pantie girdle. It cut right across your waistline. I could feel it pressing on the outside which pushed me further up than I am inside Pearl. I could feel your breasts above me. I can't feel Pearl's. I couldn't see beyond the inside of the dress because its silk is totally light proof. What I could see was that you aren't wearing a bra, the leotard's label and even the label of the pantie girdle. Do you want to bet that I have the makers right?"

"No, Neil. I don't want to bet but I'd like to be sure. Whisper the names in my ear."

Ruby bent down. Neil whispered. He was right. That shook her. She had never worn either garment before and was sure that he didn't know beforehand.

"When I came out, you seemed to push me very hard in one long continuous action. I slid feet first down and out until my nose was resting against your leotard and pantie covered muff. How I got through both garments I don't know. After talking to you for a few seconds I went straight back in. It was like diving in slow motion. The second time was faster as if you and I had learnt how to do it from the first time. Two minutes were more than twice as good as one minute. The first time I had hardly arrived before you were pushing me out again. The second time I went in faster and had more time to appreciate being held so comfortably inside you before you pushed me out. I'd like to spend longer inside you. I have been inside Pearl for a whole night but I was totally unaware. Inside you I've been aware all the time. That I like."

Neil stopped talking. Ruby had been caressing his face while he spoke.

"I liked it too, Neil. I think we should stop there. Now you can control your reactions you should be able to be aware inside Pearl as well. I can try this on my husband. You should keep your experiments to your wife. If we do this again I will feel that I am betraying both of them."

Neil sat up.

"You are right, Ruby. Thank you so much for your help. I will never forget this experience. We should stop, now."

He stood up, bent over Ruby and kissed her on the forehead. He put out his hands to assist her up from the settee. She zipped the bottom of the dress before taking his hands. They walked through to the dining room and back to me. Then Ruby told me exactly what they had done and said. Neil looked like a naughty child caught out. I kissed him hard.

"Don't be stupid, Neil. You have learnt a lot with Ruby. She isn't as threatening as I am - and you both knew when to stop. I trust my husband, and my sister. I left you together knowing that you two wanted to experiment. You did. You, Ruby, have experienced what I feel. You, Neil, have discovered that I am not the only one who can "unbirth" you. It shows that you aren't as incapable of self-hypnosis as you thought. I can't believe just how far all three of us have come in a few hours. We couldn't have done it without Ruby, could we, Neil?"

"No, we couldn't," he admitted.

"Then kiss her to say thank you, and then we'll eat."

Neil kissed her. He kissed me. Then all three of us hugged together, swamping Neil in the batgirl dresses.

*****

The meal - let's just skip it, shall we? We avoided any discussion until much, much later in the evening, just before bedtime, when all three of us were on the settee with Neil in the middle.

Ruby and I had been plotting on the phone for days before she arrived. Her husband had suggested that he would like a threesome with me and Ruby. She had said that she would think about if Neil and I agreed. She had found the idea exciting if there was also the possibility of the two husbands with one of us. Her husband had agreed to that idea as well. So he would like two sisters at once, would he? He would have to earn that by sharing Ruby with my husband first. So Ruby and I had intended to soften Neil up tonight. If we both spent the night with Neil, he might be persuaded to lend me. All this had been discussed before I had realised that I needed Ruby's help with our troubles with "unbirthing" Neil. That shouldn't stop us now. Neil was obviously attracted and had enjoyed being "unbirthed" by Ruby.

But Ruby had ideas of her own that she hadn't discussed with me.

*****

She turned on me.

"Pearl. You have made Neil totally helpless many times in the last few weeks, haven't you?"

"Yes." I didn't see what she was getting at.

"He is beginning to regain some control. I have experienced some of what you have, but you have never experienced what Neil has, have you?"

"No." I wasn't sure where this was leading.

"I think that you need some understanding of what he has been through. If you and Neil agree to trust me, and follow my instructions, I think I can help you both."

"OK with me, Ruby," Neil replied. He looked at me. He didn't know what he had agreed to.

I thought that this was part of Ruby's plan to get the three of us in bed together, so I nodded. I should have known that it wasn't that simple. Ruby is even more devious than I am.

"You are quite sure, Pearl? You and Neil will follow my instructions?"

"Yes, Ruby, I'm sure." I still was thinking of the plot Ruby and I had discussed, forgetting all that had gone between.

"Then will you please go into your bedroom and wait for me. I'll be with you in a few minutes. Pearl, can you take your dress off and leave it on the bed. Both of you should get down to your pants. You can get in the bed if you want."

Ruby left us. Neil and I followed her instructions and snuggled together under the duvet. Ruby walked in wearing a deep dark blue floor length silk night-dress with puffed sleeves.

"Pearl, where do you keep your silk scarves?"

"In the second drawer over there," I said, pointing at a chest of drawers. Ruby opened the drawer and dragged out handfuls of scarves. Neil likes buying them for me. I have dozens of them but only wear a few each winter to keep my ears from freezing. I'm not, or rather I wasn't, a scarf wearing woman. Since I'd started wearing skirts, I also started wearing scarves with them.

"This is what I want you to do. Pearl, put your legs into your dress but back to front, so your face is to the back of the neck. Lay face down on the bed. Neil, lay on top of the duvet, next to Pearl.."

I wriggled my legs into the leg cuffs. Ruby took two of my scarves and tied Neil's ankles and knees together. Then she tied my wrists together behind my back, and my elbows as well.

"Spread your legs, Pearl. That's far enough."

She tied my ankles to the rails at the foot of the bed. They are low rails, below the level of the bed clothes. Now my legs were slightly apart, my arms were tied, and I was face down. The "batgirl" dress was round my ankles yet not spread so far that there was any strain on it.

"Now kneel up, Pearl. I'll help you."

She had to. With tied arms I couldn't have done it.

"Neil, wriggle across so that your legs are between Pearl's."

He shuffled across the bed and fed his tied legs between mine. He was face down.

"Wrong way up, Neil. You want to see Pearl."

He wriggled over and looked up at me. I was wobbling and my breasts were swinging. He smiled nervously up at me. I was reassured. He knew no more than I did about what Ruby was up to.

"Put your hands into the wrist cuffs of the dress, Neil."

He did. Ruby secured his hands with scarves tied to the side of the bed. He was loosely spread-eagled. He had space to contract his arms. Ruby propped his head on a pillow.

"Pearl, we'll lie you down on him."

I would have flopped straight down and flattened him. Ruby took my weight. I was face to face with Neil. I kissed him.

"I think you are nearly ready. Just a couple more touches."

Until then I thought Ruby was close to our plan. She soon changed my mind. She stuffed my mouth full of scarf and wrapped another one around my lower face, holding the gag in. I heard Neil start to protest but she put a hand across his mouth.

"Remember, Neil, you both agreed."

We had, more fools us.

Ruby reached down beside our bodies. She untied the sides of my panties and pulled them off. We'd arranged that both of us should be wearing tie-sided ones. She pulled Neil's boxer shorts down to his knees. He was erect.

"You know what to do with that, don't you, Pearl?"

I did. I wriggled, pushed myself off Neil and dropped to engulf Neil's erection.

"Nearly done. Pearl, arch your back."

I did, resting my chin on Neil's chest. Ruby zipped the dress up over my head. I was jammed against it. Neil's erection inside me was too much to ignore. With my head stable I started pumping against his hips. My swinging breasts slapped against him. I felt Ruby straddle Neil's face. My head was now braced against her backside which gave me even better leverage. I pumped harder, feeling an orgasm coming. I was tied, gagged, bagged in a dress and wedged against my sister's rump. Yet I felt wonderful.
As my orgasm came closer I felt the fantasy of unbirthing Neil happening. I was humping him and feeling that I was swallowing him as well. His orgasm and mine happened together. He arched forwards and Ruby slipped downwards towards his rising face.

The next part of what happened is complicated, very complicated. It took us hours to sort out what we think happened. So from now on, for a while, we will have three people's versions of what went on, starting with Neil's account.

NEIL'S VERSION

I've read what Pearl has written so far. I have a few quibbles with it. I'm not quite the wimp that Pearl makes me out to be. Yes, I was annoyed at not being able to hypnotise myself. I think I might have got there eventually but I was excited by what Pearl was doing to herself. I love her "pregnant" body - too much. When she started wrapping me up I really enjoyed it. Then it went too far. I consented at first. I was excited by the idea of penetrating Pearl with my whole body, not just the little (relatively of course) sticking out bit. I hadn't thought that through. Yes, I "penetrated" but she "engulfed" me. Instead of being the male rampant I became wholly her property and totally subservient to her.

I enjoyed it for a while. I was loved and cuddled and cradled by her. It was pleasant to shed all my day-to-day worries, anxieties, problems and just exist in a sheltered womb. We could only do it if she wore a "batgirl" dress so she had to change first. Those dresses are totally impractical for normal wear. She only changed when we had agreed. If she was wearing it when I came back from an errand I didn't mind. It was a signal that she wanted something from me. I could have avoided her, but I didn't. She couldn't run after me wearing that dress. She'd trip herself up. I agreed every time she wore a batgirl dress but I knew I could say no if I wanted to.

When we found that she could "unbirth" me just with a thick lined skirt I started getting worried. She could do it to me whenever SHE wanted and I couldn't prevent her. I felt really threatened. I never knew when she might creep up behind me and throw her skirt over my head plunging me straight into tight imprisonment in her womb. It didn't help that she took to wearing large skirts as her normal form of clothing. I was at risk whenever she was around which was all the time.

She said that when we started arguing about it she stopped and waited until I asked. That isn't true. She may have held back a few times but she "skirted" me several times when I wasn't expecting it, for example when I was getting really wound up about the situation. She kept a skirt beside our bed. If I started an argument when she wanted to sleep she covered me with the skirt and I was gone for the rest of the night. I know she had good intentions but she wasn't asking me, just doing it.

The worst as far as I was concerned was one morning. She rolled over in bed while still asleep. I was just waking up until her arm fell across me. She snuggled up to me but her night-dress's sleeve covered my face. I was "gone" and didn't come to until she had been up for half an hour. She just thought I was being lazy. She hadn't even known what she had done. That was the last straw. I couldn't be safe even sharing a bed with Pearl. That is when we agreed to ask Ruby for help.

I had spoken to Ruby by phone. I had several long conversations with her so she wasn't as "surprised" by Pearl's revelations as Pearl's account says. Ruby knew most of it already and had decided that Pearl needed to understand just how helpless I was. How Ruby was going to achieve that I didn't know until Pearl and I were tied up on the bed.

I have been delaying the explanation of what I experienced on the bed because I had to sort out my thoughts. Pearl was tied up and helpless inside the dress, gagged tightly, but still able to take in my erection. I was tied up as well but with my head out in the open. I was having a wonderful time with an imprisoned Pearl humping me. Her hips banged against mine and her breasts were slapping against me.

Then Ruby straddled my shoulders. She lifted her night-dress and pushed Pearl's head back with her butt. That gave Pearl more leverage so she humped harder. My face was very close to Ruby's bush. As I looked up I could see Ruby smiling down at me above her bunched night-dress. Pearl banging against Ruby's butt was edging the bush closer and closer to me with every thrust. Ruby's smile seemed to reflect the irony of my situation. Pearl was pushing her sister's bush into my face. It was so close and yet just out of reach.

Then I felt several sensations at once. Pearl was beginning an orgasm which was stimulating one for me. Her head rammed Ruby off my shoulders and across my face. I was plunged into Ruby's bush with my tongue reaching out to enter her lower lips. At the same time Pearl was swallowing me deep inside her. My erection was buried but she was also unbirthing me feet first. It seemed as if I had sunk inside Pearl up to my hips and going further in.

Pearl's orgasm exploded around me, triggering my own. I reared my face up deep into Ruby's bush. She dropped her night-dress, pulling it tight behind my head. I was plunged into darkness inside Ruby's dark blue silk. Her legs wrapped around my head.

I felt Ruby swallowing me as well. My head was pulled in to her and my shoulders followed. The bonds securing my wrists vanished as Ruby slid down, drawing my chest and arms inside her. I was still being engulfed from below by Pearl. My orgasm was lasting through all this. I seemed to be maintaining the extreme of it indefinitely. I had a fleeting panic about what would happen when the two sisters' unbirthing met. Would they pull me apart?

The answer came almost before I had formed the thought. Ruby flowed down me as Pearl came up. I was dragged totally inside Pearl but Ruby's engulfment flowed on, spreading to encompass Pearl as well. Just before I found myself in the familar surroundings of Pearl's womb I realised that Ruby was hauling both of us inside herself. I felt like a Russian doll. I was inside Pearl and Pearl was inside Ruby. My orgasm finally finished as I lost consciousness in the warm dark enclosure of two sisters' wombs.

The next I knew I was back on the bed with Pearl's gagged head beside me. My arms were wrapped around her but my wrists were tied. Both of us were still inside the batgirl dress. Ruby was leaning over me. I started to speak but Ruby filled my mouth with Pearl's panties tying her own round my head. Now we were both bound and gagged.

Ruby climbed off the bed and returned carrying her pantie girdle. I felt Pearl's head shake beside me.

"Too late now, Pearl," said Ruby as she pulled the pantie girdle over both our heads. She eased the legs on, one for each head. Ruby and I were completely helpless, bound, gagged and now blindfolded.

Ruby sat at the head of the bed and lifted our heads to rest on her thighs. She lowered her night-dress and held it stretched tight across us. I felt us being engulfed side by side by Ruby's vagina until I and Pearl were together in Ruby's womb. Our bonds and gags had gone but we were such a tight fit that we couldn't move.

That is all I remember until the next morning. I woke up naked and bond-free with a night-dress clad sister on either side of me. They were facing inward and their breasts enfolded my head. I lay there appreciating my position and filing it deep in my memory to revisit again and again. What man wouldn't?"

PEARL'S VERSION

My sister is a devious bitch. I thought that I was as well, but Ruby showed me that I have a lot to learn. I have forgiven her because she has sorted out Neil and me. I still don't like her methods but the results justify her.

I didn't know that Neil had spilt the beans to Ruby. She didn't let on and acted surprised when I told her. We arranged that I should be tied up and bagged so that I could "learn" the helplessness that Neil endured when I "unbirthed" him without his consent. I thought that Ruby was going to subject me to nominal bondage as play-acting to make Neil feel better. I didn't expect to be gagged and bound so completely. OK, OK, I enjoyed most of it but she should have warned me.

Until she gagged me I didn't suspect a thing. Once gagged I couldn't protest. Neil tried to, but Ruby overruled him. The gag was not part of the script she and I had discussed. Nor was her involvement.

I started humping Neil as Ruby and I had agreed. I was a bagged prisoner but he was bound as well. When Ruby straddled Neil I was surprised but her backside helped me to hump. I didn't know that I was pushing her closer and closer to Neil and at the climax I shoved her pussy across his face. I was to unbirth him and I had started to when I felt her descending from above him. I couldn't stop swallowing Neil. I couldn't stop myself from being swallowed by Ruby. Once inside her I lost myself as fully as Neil had ever done. I wasn't aware of anything. Neil was more in control than I was even though he was engulfed in two layers of woman.

Ruby had given me a lesson I'll never forget. She may be my sister but I don't like being totally swamped by her so much that I'm not aware who I am or where I am. When I came to alongside Neil I resented Ruby's command over me. I tried to object when she blindfolded both of us with her pantie girdle. I couldn't speak with my mouth full of scarf.

Then Ruby showed that her control wasn't a fluke by unbirthing both of us side by side. I lost myself again despite trying to keep my mind working.

She let me out first, ungagged and untied me. She wrapped me in her arms as I cried and cried. Neil was still lying beside me totally oblivious with his head tightly wrapped in Ruby's night-dress.

"Now you really know how Neil feels," Ruby said when I had cried myself out. "How do you like it?"

"I don't," I replied "I don't like being that helpless."

"I'm not surprised, Pearl, it takes absolute trust to surrender that much of yourself. I'm surprised that Neil continued to agree to it voluntarily. Now you know how threatening it is to have it done to you without your consent."

"Yes, Ruby, I know. I won't ever do it to him again unless he agrees."

"He will. He loves you that much. I'm sorry that I had to push you so far, and yes, I admit it, to trick you into a position where I could do it to you."

I snuggled up to my sister while I stroked Neil's unresisting body with one hand.

"I forgive you, Ruby. The solution was drastic but you have taught me well. Can I have Neil back now, please?"

"I think we ought to leave him where he is until morning. It has been a stressful time for him too. I'll let him out early. I'd like him to wake up cushioned between our breasts. Do you think he'd like that?"

"Like it? He'd love it. He loves my tits and yours. If he wakes up to four of them wrapped around him I should think he'll wet the bed with excitement."

"I hope not. That could be messy and I want to wear this night-dress again before I wash it. I have an idea, Pearl. While he is still out, why don't you milk him dry? That should give him time to appreciate our tits before he comes."

"Should I? He can't consent while he thinks he is inside you."

"Has he ever turned you down when you want to jump him?"

"No."

"Then he wouldn't this time, would he?"

"Probably not."

"Then what are you waiting for. There is an available prick ready for use. Use it!"

I did. I stroked him until he was erect and then lowered myself. I made love to Neil slowly and gently until he came inside me. All the time Ruby kept his head firmly wrapped in her night-dress.

Ruby and I talked for much of the night. She uncovered Neil's head about half an hour before we intended to get up. We positioned ourselves carefully around him, each with one tit pressing against a side of his face and the other tit resting across his mouth. We left his eyes and nose uncovered. He woke up, realised his position, and was as happy as if he'd just found he had two dicks, one for each of us.

I'm surprised he didn't say what we did next. Ruby and I stripped off our night-dresses. I mounted him while Ruby straddled his chest and breast smothered him. I wasn't too sure about that position. As we started I felt as if I was humping my sister! It was better when she moved up and pussy smothered him as he climaxed.

Afterwards we talked him into lending me to do the same to Pearl's husband and he also agreed to both men taking one woman at a time. We had pleased him so much he would have agreed to anything.

RUBY'S COMMENTS ON THE OTHER VERSIONS

Between them the other two have got most of the story. I didn't realise until I'd unbirthed Neil that I could. That changed everything that I had planned in good faith with Pearl. I intended to make her suffer some mild bondage because that was the closest I could get to giving her Neil's experiences. Once I knew that I could "unbirth" as well, there was no way I wasn't going to do it to Pearl. She had been torturing Neil for weeks and I love my brother-in-law. Not as much as I love my husband of course.

Why have none of us named my husband? Because he's called Neil as well. Two Neils could have been confusing. When Pearl and I are together we always refer to "my husband" or "your husband". If one of them is with us we call him Neil and the absent one is "the husband". When both of them are there it is "my Neil" and "your Neil". It works for us.

"Unbirthing" Pearl really shook her up. It was acceptable for her to do it to her Neil, but she hadn't really realised just what an effect it had on him. That is why I unbirthed her twice. Twice showed her that she was totally controlled by me, as she had been controlling her Neil. Now I suppose I ought to let her "unbirth" me so that I know how it feels as well. I might let her do it once but I don't really need the experience. I have a much better understanding of other people than she has. I should have. It has been part of my training.

I think Pearl and her Neil are sorted out now. Their love for each other is strong and they can build on this weekend. I'll be back next Friday evening to see how they have got on. I shouldn't need to interfere again unless they ask me, as they both did this time.

Pearl and I like the idea of two men trying to please just one of us. They will have to work hard for our approval. I can't wait to see what happens when Pearl and I fulfil my Neil's fantasy. When he has his night with the two of us we might hold him in a totally unconscious state unbirthed in my womb or Pearl's - all night long. That would teach him to want two women at once. Would we be that mean? I could be and I think Pearl could too.

ENDING FOR NOW - by Pearl again.

Ruby left later that day to go off to London. She would be back on Friday evening. Just before she left my Neil asked:

"Ruby, you never told us what you would be lecturing about. What is your topic?"

Ruby grinned wickedly.

"My lectures are titled "The use of Psychology to solve problems in Human Relations". Do you think I'm qualified enough?"

She left Neil and I staring at each other. She was gone before we could think of a suitable retort.

THE END