A very pretty dress

Marcus was feeling limp and floaty as Coraline rubbed a soft, fluffy towel all over his naked body. He knew he should be annoyed and embarrassed that she was drying him off, something he was quite capable of doing himself, but somehow the warmth and satisfaction of what she'd done to him in the bath was washing all these feelings away. It had been the first time any woman had touched him that way and it had felt so very good he found it hard to focus on much else.

His maid had gotten dressed first, and was already wearing a light woolen dress while he was still naked. She'd mentioned clothes for him and as she vigorously rubbed the towel through his silver hair he wondered just what kind they would be. Marcus had a very extensive wardrobe back in the castle, and he used to love spending hours each morning picking out which one looked the best. He sighed softly, wondering what his brawny uncle would do with all those nice outfits. Probably have them all destroyed or sold.

"There we are, dry at last!" Coraline cooed in his ear. She reached down and gave him a swat across the butt that made him squeal and blush furiously. Why did she like touching him there so much? "Now let's get you dressed, little Marcus. Wait right here like a good boy and I'll fetch your pretty new clothes."

"Yes, Coraline." The young prince nodded, reaching down to rub his poor, stinging butt. He watched anxiously as his maid strode away, her dress swirling around her wide hips and big butt. His cheeks flushed even hotter as he remembered how her soft naked body had felt pressed against his in the bath. After how hard she'd just made him cum with her teasing fingers, he was shocked to feel a naughty tingling in his dick. Marcus bit his lip, determined not to embarrass himself by getting another boner so soon.

Coraline returned moments later, a bundle of clothes in her arms. As she laid them down on the table next to him, the young prince noticed lots of pink and white frills and felt a sharp flicker of worry.

"Let's get on your underwear first, look at this pretty thing." His maid held up a silky white gown, so thin it was almost see-through. Marcus swallowed anxiously. He wouldn't mind it so much, it was cute and all, but were all those flowery frills by the hem and collar really necessary? It wasn't like he was going to be showing anyone his underwear, right? Coraline stepped forward, looking so eager and happy he just couldn't find it in his heart to stop her. Before he could even squeak, she'd pulled his arms up above his head, then slipped the gown over his body. It settled against his skin, so soft and silky. Well, it was comfy at least, Marcus decided. The fabric even smelt kind of nice, a flowery scent that just tickled at his nostrils. And, he had to admit, the silk felt really good against the head of his tingling dick. "Oh my, you just look adorable wearing that!" Coraline clapped her hands with delight. Marcus smiled shyly back. Maybe it was worth wearing something kind of embarrassing just to make her this happy.

Then she turned and lifted up the next garment, and his heart sunk like a stone. Girly underwear could be hidden, but this was unmistakably a very pretty and flowery dress. It was mostly pink, with a few white frills and ribbons and a rather short hem that would show most of his bare thighs if he was to wear it. She was already stepping forward to put it on him, and the young prince knew he had to say something quick or this was going to be **** on him.

"Um...Coraline." He managed to stammer at last. "Aren't these girl's clothes?"

"Well of course they are, silly boy." She laughed, and somehow her little giggle made his frantic question seem rather stupid. "They're my old things from when I was a girl. You don't think I'd have any nasty boy's clothes around my house, do you?" Marcus felt his head start to spin. These were Coraline's old clothes! Then why was she making him wear them? He was so confused he didn't even think to resist when she pulled the flowery thing over his head, and before he knew it he was wearing this incredibly girly dress as well.

Coraline fussed around him like a mother hen, tying ribbons and making slight adjustments. Marcus felt a cold frustration building up inside him, sweeping aside all the nice feelings towards her leftover from the bath. If her clothes were all she had, she could have just given him his shift back, or found something plain that looked more like what a boy might wear! Instead she'd stuffed him into the most feminine dress he'd ever seen, like something a girl would choose for a ball or tea party! Why pink? Why so many frills and flowery bits?

"Coraline!" He snapped, pulling his sleeve from her grip. "Why are you doing this?" She froze a moment, stiff under her dress. When her dark eyes found his face they were narrowed and cool and Marcus felt an anxious little shiver running up his spine.