She laughed, and told me not to worry because she wouldn't kick me, but she was looking forward to stepping on all my shit, and to see how big my dick...was. The rest of the day I was a wreck. I always told myself I would do it, but since this was for real, and with someone whom I see just about every day, I was really questioning myself, and trying to figure a way out of it.When I was about to tell her it might be better if we did it another day, hoping she would forget about it, she whispered. This story is about my friend wife Suhasini. They are married before 3 years and they are not succeeded in their sex life to give birth to a child so they consulted a doctor.The doctor examined and declared that my friend is unable to make any girl pregnant of some problem with him. So they started worrying about this as I am the dearest friend of the both I enquired about the situation they said this is the problem. So we discussed many things like adopting a child but they were not ready to. She reached around me washing my chest and belly then did each of my legs. Then she washed me between my legs, I suppose just like she always had before, then she stopped suddenly holding the wash rag directly on my crotch area. She said "Hmm, something feels a bit bigger down there than I remember, you really are starting to grow up fast." I turned around facing her and said "Do you want me to wash your back now?" She said yes and moved aside so I could make my way behind her. Now I sat with. Lynn had put the dress on but the zip was halfway down her back. It was slightly stiff from disuse as I pulled it up to the high collar and fastened the poppers at the top.Lynn twirled to splay the skirt wide. It had been trailing on the floor."Can you get the big petticoat for me, Giles? It's hanging up on the extreme left inside the wardrobe."It was. I had a struggle getting it out past Lynn's dresses. Once out I shook the layers to try to restore its shape after years of being squashed in.