D is for Dance, shake that ass

"David you need to do more exercise, that corset isn't going to do everything on it's own like a miracle." David looked up to see Katherine standing over him as he lay on his bed.

"Aunt Katherine the pool is closed for repairs and I can't fit into my track shorts."

"Not my fault you decided to party and not keep up with your healthy lifestyle." She scolded him. David was coming along nicely and the poor boy didn't understand what was happening. After only 2 weeks of wearing the corset alongside the hormones he was being more and more feminine in appearance. But she needed to start on the mental aspects soon...

She'll look online later on ways to enforce and ensure he'll be more... malleable to her plans.

"Um Aunty?" David waved his hand in front of Katherine's face. She had zone out again and he was getting worried. "You ok?"

"What? Oh, yes I was thinking perhaps you'll be willing to do some dancing with me. Have some fun, see if your skills have gotten better."

"Dancing?" David smiled. "Sure. I bet I can dance better than you."

Katherine laughed. "I'll take that bet nephew. How about this, loser has to dance however the winner wants?"

"Rounds?"

"Best out of five." She winked and started out the room. "I'll get the game set up. I'm sure just dance is agreeable to be fair Davy."

...

"Last round. Give up yet?" David asked as he huffed. It was two-two and thus was the was breaker time.

"You wish." Katherine calmly selected a song to dance to. Beyonce's 'Naughty Girl' was perfect and she grinned as he got into the song. He didn't know she was secretly recording him dance as he rubbed his hands up and down his body, shaking his rear and chest. He was after all, a naughty gurl.

Too bad she lost in the end because he distracted her but it was worth it.