Mark & Nancy Stories: Nancy's Birthday Ch. 4 Cont...

Postby volatiledesire » Mon May 11, 2015 12:38 pm

I finally have the next chapter to post. But just putting the whole saga here up front.


Re: Mark & Nancy Stories: Nancy's Birthday Ch. 4 Cont...

Postby volatiledesire » Mon May 11, 2015 12:39 pm

Who knew there was a maximum number or urls you can post. Here is the rest.

Re: Mark & Nancy Stories: Nancy's Birthday Ch. 4 Cont...

Postby volatiledesire » Mon May 11, 2015 12:40 pm

Sorry for the long wait again. I do get back to these eventually. Hope you enjoy

Nancy's Birthday Chapter 4 continued.

Teresa continued to walk around her daughter's room. "So, this is obviously the room decoration coupon. I'm rather proud of that idea." Teresa looked sideways at Mark. "What exactly are you supposed to be?" Teresa sat on the bed and picked up the unused silver unitard.

Mark tried to nod his head and twist his body in a vain attempt at some sort of explanation but the gag prevented any such understanding. Teresa was also making little attempt to understand she enjoyed his predicament. "Perhaps this?" Teresa tossed the silver unitard over his horizontal arms.

Mark nodded his head.

"A clothing rack, that's interesting."

Mark then angled his arms downward and let the garment slide onto the floor.

"A guess the rack is broken." Teresa tapped her finger against the side of her cheek. "How can we fix that?"

Mark shook his head.

"I bet that is where the girls went, isn't it?" Teresa said looking at Mark.

Mark shrugged but Teresa did not need his nodding confirmation. "I have an idea but I need to hurry, the girls will be so surprised." Teresa left the room and return moments later. "I want this to be a surprise so I'm going to blindfold you."

Mark twisted his waist violently when she approached with the blindfold, the wooden rod his arms were bound came with in inches of Teresa's face. "Calm down, Mark you nearly hit me. You don't have a choice."

Mark grunted into his gag and kept flailing his arms. Teresa reached for a pillow on the bed and pulled off the silky pillowcase. She then deftly slipped behind Mark's back keeping away from his swinging arms. No amount of twisting or arching his back would make contact with her, she easily slipped the case over his head and loosely tied it closed around his neck. "There now, no peaking. I think some consequences are in order for being so difficult."

Mark made a futile attempt to shake the pillowcase from his head. He hoped that Nancy and Kelli would be home soon before Teresa finished doing whatever she had in mind. After a few moments Mark could hear Teresa whistling as she entered the room. "Good news, I found what I was looking for."

Mark felt Teresa wrap something stiff around his waist then after several minutes of messing with the device he felt the stiff object begin to squeeze him gently. "That will keep the corset in place while I prepare the consequences you earned for trying to hit me." Something cold touched first the right side of his chest and then the left. Mark was too afraid to guess what was happening but then the device wrapped around his body began to shrink further. He felt it press into his hips and around his back. The squeezing continued until Mark was panting for breath.

"Ok try and bend your waist now." Teresa said.

Mark tried to bend forward but met stiff resistance from the corset now holding him in a vice like grip. Mark grunted when he felt the corset grow tighter still. "There that should do it."

Teresa wasn't finished though. Mark heard the unmistakable sound of plastic wrap being pulled from the roll and soon a layer was being wrapped around his body only to be followed by the sound of tape. The tape crushed his torso even further. Around and around his body she wound the tape, across his shoulders over his chest and down to his waist. "There now, let's see how this works now."

Mark felt something being laid across his horizontal arms. He tried to tilt his body but he no longer could move enough to dislodge the garment.

"Perfect. Let me show you what I did." Teresa removed the pillowcase from his head and Mark looked down over his body. He immediately noticed that his body had been completely covered in white tape. Yet he could not see his feet due to the presence of two large mounds on his chest obstructing the view.

Teresa moved a full length mirror into his line of sight. "Not bad eh?"

Mark looked into the mirror and aside from the head his body appeared to belong to a buxom mummified woman. The incongruity of his male features made him look ridiculous.

"Kelli and Nancy will probably be here soon, I wonder if they will like what I have done?" Teresa slung Nancy's nearly dry swimsuit across his left arm and waved at him as she left the room. She left the mirror in front of him so he could stare at his unnaturally narrow waist which only served to enhance the size of his faux breasts. The white tape gleamed in the light streaming in from the window. The sun was setting. He could feel sweat running down the inside of his legs tickling his inner thighs. Mark strained again at the constriction and except for a few tosses of his head the only sound was the slightest creaking of the plastic and tape.

The clock ticked by in the silence of the room, wrapped as he was the sweat did nothing but run down the inside of the cocoon, slicking his skin allowing the slightest amount of give. The weight of his arms pulled on his body where it was attached but not uncomfortably. His waist and chest however were another matter, the corset felt like a boa constrictor wrapped around his waist, he breathed slowly and deliberately the air whistling through his nose.

Mark waited and sweated. The maddening trickle of sweat between his legs his only company until the slight shudder through the house that meant someone just opened and closed the front door. Mark would have taken a deep breath to prepare for the approach of whoever had entered but the corset and tape made that impossible. Kelli entered first and stopped in the doorway with her hands rising to her mouth, the two bags she carried dropped to the floor. Nancy moved behind her but Kelli was shocked into place. "Kelli, move it, this is heavy." Nancy said from behind. A light shove and Kelli nearly toppled forward catching herself at the last moment. Nancy now had a clear view of Mark's new curves.

"Wha...?" Nancy said.

Shock must cause brain cells to fire more slowly because it was several heartbeats before Nancy was able to put the evidence together. "Mom was here."

Mark nodded grunting through the gag.

Kelli walked over and pushed on his arms, "Looks like she solved the problem we had. If he could have dislodged that swimsuit onto the floor I think he would have by now." Kelli continued to walk around his body, she felt his chest and waist. "I think he is wearing a corset, must be a heavily boned one, to keep him this rigid."

Nancy shook her head. "My mom needs a boyfriend."

Kelli snorted. "I think she wants yours."

"Well she can't have him." Nancy wrapped her arms around Marks hard form and gave him a hug.

"Your idea will still work, Teresa just saved us some time." Kelli said looking at Mark.

"Yup, let's get started." Nancy pulled a long length of red satin from one of the bags she brought in, it seemed to be a robe of some kind with yellow and white flower blossoms decorating the fabric. "This, my shapely man," Nancy smiled, "is a Japanese kimono. You will look amazing as my geisha girl decoration."

Mark closed his eyes and moaned.

Kelli laughed. The robe opened down the front allowing the girls to easily slip his extended arms into the overly large sleeves. The material completely hid his arms with the ends of the sleeves falling halfway to the floor. The robe wrapped around his body concealing the tape beneath. A another wrapping of red silk made a wide belt around his waist which was caught up into a large bow in the small of his back.

Nancy stepped back. "Wow, how pretty."

Kelli shrugged. "Maybe when we get his makeup done."

"Oh right." Nancy opened a bag and pulled out a container full of a white paste and several brushes and sponges. "Pull the robe away from his neck. We need the white to cover everything not hidden by the robe." Kelli held the robe open while Nancy used a large brush to rub a bright white color over his neck and upper chest. Anything that wasn't covered by white tape. She continued up his neck until she reached the gag strap. "I will take off the gag as long as you don't cause any problems." Nancy looked pointedly at Mark.

Mark nodded and Nancy removed the gag allowing him to stretch his jaw and lick his lips before resuming her work. She had him close his eyes and pulled his hair aside as she moved up his face. "Ok, that's done, Kelli can you do his eyes and I'll do the lips.

Kelli then appeared in front of him holding pencils, smaller brushes and other various tools of the makeup trade on a small tray. "Close your eyes," She began. Mark felt brushes on his eye lids and pencils on his eyes. After several more orders of "Look up," and "Look down," she stood back. "What do you think Nancy?"

"Looks good. I'll do his lips."

Nancy approached him with a bright red pencil. "Hold still, you have been doing well, don't spoil it now."

Mark outlined his lips with the red pencil and then used a tube of lipstick to finish the look before stepping back. "All we need now is the geisha wig and we'll be done."

"Oh I left the wig box in the car." Kelli said looking quickly around the room. "I will run down and get it."

When Kelli left, Nancy rounded on Mark. "You have been really quiet, are you angry?"

Mark noticed a look of genuine concern on her face. Mark thought hard in those few seconds about the kiss Kelli had given him and decided that her friendship with Kelli was too important to spoil without talking to Kelli about it first. If he could not get her to stop he would tell Nancy. "This is all a bit much don't you think?"

Nancy looked a little confused and stepped over to her desk. "Well this coupon says, "Decorate your room with me," Nancy read. "And you are definitely a decoration."

Mark opened his mouth to respond tasting the red lipstick on his lips, but Nancy interrupted.

"And this one," Nancy held it up to his face.

I will dress up in any costume you want.


Mark immediately tried to bury any surprise that may have blossomed on his face. Something must have shown though.

"Did you forget about that one?" Nancy said. "You looked a bit surprised."

"Yeah, I did forget. I guess this geisha costume is for that one."

Nancy nodded. "And I am killing three birds with one stone, so to speak." Nancy waved another coupon in the air. "Here let me show you."

I want to be your hostage for a day.


Mark was ready this time and kept his face blank even though this was another coupon he did not write. In fact all three of these, the room decoration, the costume, and now this hostage idea were all slipped in by Teresa. "Uh, what's your plan for that one?"

"Well Kelli and I were talking and we figured the only way you can have a hostage is to have a ransom note." Kelli walked into the room at that point carrying a box. "So we figured we would take a picture of you and write a note to send it with the picture demanding a ransom from your Mom and mine."

Kelli had the shiny black wig out of the box which was coiffed in a complicated up-do which would leave the neck exposed. "What ransom are you asking for, it's not like they are going to give you a million dollars?" Mark grimaced while Kelli set the wig on his head.

"I thought and thought about that until Kelli came up with the perfect idea." Nancy tilted the full length mirror so Mark could see the results of their work. In the mirror was a beautiful Japanese bride with shockingly red lips and a pale white face. The eyes were a dusky black that made the simple process of blinking seem like a flirtation. The girl stood straight backed with her hands held rigidly outward like a doll waiting to be posed by her owner.

"Uh..." Mark started trying to find the words that fled his mind when his reflection came into view. "What idea?"

Nancy giggled. "We are going to ask them to come up with something."

Kelli smiled while grabbing her camera. "How about this? 'We've got your son Mark, and we've dressed up as our plaything. If you ever want to see him again you will give us a ransom, and we don't want any money. How much is he worth to you? You have till tomorrow morning.'" Kelli finished in a deep voice.

"I can't stay here all night, I will have to use the loo." Mark said.

"The loo? What are you British?" Kelli laughed.

"As much as I am Japanese." Mark retorted.

"We know, once we get some pictures and send the ransom note we'll get you out, but you are still our hostage."

Kelli took a picture with the instant camera and Nancy took several more shots. "That's good enough."

"I'll write the note and you can deliver it Kelli, they might try and detain me. Just hand it to them and run off."

"Ok, but don't let him out until I get back I want to see what Teresa did to him underneath all that tape." Kelli grabbed the note with the picture paper clipped to the top and left the house.

Nancy walked slowly over to her bed and sat down. "So tell me honestly, what do you think of Kelli?" Nancy asked.

Again Mark was struck by the urge to be up front with her about the kiss but he was scared of hurting her, especially if the kiss was innocent, something older girls just did more freely. "She is nice, I am glad you have a friend to talk to that isn't in your dance class."

Nancy nodded. "I like her, but..." She hesitated.

"What?" Mark prompted.

"I think she likes you. She talks about you all the time. I know my life is probably boring for a college girl but I am afraid..." Nancy bit her lip. "I'm afraid she is going to take you away from me."

Mark wanted to hold her then but in his current situation that was impossible. "I don't like her in the way I love you, but you are right to be wary of her. I have noticed it too."

Nancy's face fell. "I hoped she was my true friend, now I worry she only hangs out with me because of you."

Mark felt really weird, most of his life girls ignored him, now he had two of them interesed. "You should talk to her, tell her what we have noticed. I will tell her straight up that you are the only girl for me." Mark looked down over his body. "I doubt any others would take me."

"Kelli would." Nancy said with her lip trembling.

"Just one more thing you two have in common, but if you set her straight and she still wants to be friends than great. If not then it is better sooner than later."

Nancy nodded. "You are right."

"Just in case she mentions it when you have the discussion," Mark took as deep a breath as he could manage. "When you left to go get the costume she returned to get her purse. Well she kissed me on the gag, it seemed just playful at the time, but maybe..." He let the thought hang in the air. "I want you to have her as a friend, but I don't want the fact that I did not tell you make you think I was hiding something."

"I would kiss you but that would mess up all our work."

Kelli returned slightly out of breath. "I did not wait for an answer, I figure they know where to find us."

"We should get him out of there," Nancy suggested.

"Yeah, I have to pee, and I am bathing in my own sweat, I'll need a shower."

Kelli walked over and draped her arms around Mark's body. "Oh but he is so cute dressed up like this."

Mark sent a meaningful glance in Nancy's direction.

Nancy sighed and took a deep breath. "Kelli, you can't have him."

Kelli turned around and looked at Nancy. "What?" She gave a half-hearted chuckle when she noticed the serious expression on Nancy's face.

"Mark loves me and I love him," Nancy said slowly.

Mark nodded his face flushing beneath the white color coating his face.

"I don't..." Kelli began.

"When we talk it is always about him, and Mark has noticed it too."

Kelli frowned. "Look if this is about that little kiss I gave him, that was just playing."

Nancy said nothing waiting for Kelli to continue.

Kelli sat down on the bed. "I don't really think I have a chance." She pulled her curly brown hair over one shoulder and began twisting it in her fingers looking at Mark. "I'll admit to living vicariously though you Nancy, but I am not trying to steal him from you." She seemed almost sad. "I have never met a guy like him, he is so gentle and kind and willing to do anything. The guys I know would never have fun like this."

"You are jealous." Nancy said.

"Yes, I suppose."

"You don't really want to be friends then." Nancy said softly.

"What? No!" Kelli spluttered. "I mean, Yes I want to be friends."

"Even if Mark wasn't in the picture?"

"Of course, I have had fun hanging out with you."

Nancy looked dubious. "You're just saying that. I am just a high schooler."

"Haven't you had fun talking and shopping with me. It has only been a few days but we have been together a lot."

"Yes, but we mostly talk about Mark."

Kelli looked at the ground. "I'm sorry, but I promise I won't ever date him, even if you two don't work out."

Nancy looked at her friend and then slowly moved over to sit beside her. "Ok, I'm sorry for worrying."

"No, I understand why you did. I do hope we can all be friends though."

"No more kissing though." Mark spoke up.

"Ahh, you're no fun," Kelli said. "Friends can still kiss. See..." She bent down and kissed Nancy full on the lips.

Nancy's eyes went wide and Kelli fell over laughing.

Mark shook his head. "College girls."

The girls spent the next hour removing the makeup and tape. Nancy hid the corset in her closet saying it might come in handy someday.

Kelli picked up the two falsie that had been placed in the cups of the corset. "These feel very realistic, you should keep them too." Kelli laughed massaging the faux nipple she held in her hand. "You never know when you might need them again."

Nancy laughed, "Sooner than he would like I'm sure."

Mark shivered in the black speedo soaked with his sweat while the girls removed the last of the tape from his ankles.

"If you want to go for a swim, here is the top to that bikini you are wearing." Kelli flung a piece of strappy black fabric across the room at him.

Mark made no move to catch it and it bounced off his chest. "No thanks, I'm going to shower."

The water felt good. His stiff muscles soaked in the heat. With the heat though came a bone deep exhaustion and he was aching for a bed. It was later in the day than he expected having spent much longer in the shower than usual. His clothes were missing from the bathroom where he left them which did not surprise him. He simply wrapped the towel around his waist and stepped back across the hall toward Nancy's bedroom. "I don't think our Mom's would be too keen on me being nearly naked in your bedroom." Mark called out.

Nancy and Kelli were not in the bedroom and most of the apparatus of his earlier confinement had gone except for a few bits of tape. He heard laughing from the direction of the pool in the backyard. The sun was down and the lights from the pool reflected around the backyard. He arrived there to see the girls had put their suits back on and were lounging on inflatable mats in the water. Mark walked out onto the deck. "Should I call Mom and tell them you took my clothes?"

"It is the only way we could think of that would keep you from running off." Kelli said. "Remember you are Nancy's hostage."

"We could give you clothes but then we would need to keep you tied up so you wouldn't run off." Nancy said.

Her swimsuit glittered like oil in the dim light, and Mark strode over to the side and sat down dangling his bare feet in the warm water.

Nancy paddled over to him. "You ok?"

"I have concerns." Mark said.

"About?"

"Mom and Teresa."

Nancy nodded.

Kelli looked confused. "What are they going to do?"

"Anything." Mark and Nancy said together.

"It doesn't matter we can't anticipate them, I'm going to lay down. Can I use your bed?" Mark asked.

Nancy nodded. "We will be down here."

Mark walked up to Nancy's room. In truth he could have chosen the guest room but he enjoyed the feel of Nancy's sheets ever since he had spent nearly a week here. He doffed the towel and slid in the cool silky comfort. He was asleep before his eye lids closed.

* * *

Light suddenly bloomed into Mark's eyes through his eyelids leaving red afterimages in his vision. He blinked and lifted his head from the pillow. He saw Teresa and his Mom standing near the bed, Teresa was wearing a full unitard bodysuit in a flat black color that hugged her body so tight her bra was clearly visible through the fabric. His Mom was also dressed in black with tights and a leotard that showed more cleavage than Mark ever wanted to see on his Mom. "Wha..." Mark said trying to remember where he was and what was going on.

"Not much of a hostage are you." Teresa laughed. "Sleeping in a bed as comfortable as can be."

His Mom picked up the edge of the sheet and peered beneath. "In naught but your skin I see."

Mark pulled the sheet tight around his stomach. "What are you doing here?'

Teresa held out her hands. "Rescuing you."

Mark had a sudden flash of worry. "Where is Nancy?" He raised his voice.

Teresa held out her hands. "Easy there, we know how crazy you are, she is unharmed and comfortable. Currently tied to the chaise lounge outside near the pool chatting with Kelli who is also tied in the same manner."

"Tying Kelli was fun, she seemed to really like it." Mark's Mom said with a smile.

"First time for her?" Mark asked.

His Mom shrugged. "Perhaps, I didn't ask. Now we need to find your clothes."

"They took them from me so I wouldn't run home."

Teresa laughed. "Had you the wits to wear Nancy's clothes you could have run off on your own."

"It's not wit that I lack, but..."

"Courage?" Mark's Mom finished.

"It takes more than courage to dress as a girl and run home across your neighborhood, especially when you are doing it willingly. Besides I was tired, you saw what they put me through. Especially you," Mark pointed at Teresa. "I still feel half asleep."

"I'll go ask Nancy where your clothes are." Mom said and left the room.

"Tell if her if she doesn't tell us we are going to dress him in her old formal gown and silver heels." Teresa called out after his Mom.

"Not going to happen." Mark said coldly.

"Oh really, is that a challenge." Teresa's green's eyes flashed and her red hair seemed to glow around her face with an aura of challenge. Mark wondered if Nancy would ever develop the sense of presence her Mom possessed.

"No challenge, you were just joking. I might ruin that dress and Nancy would be cross with you."

Teresa shrugged and her inner fire winked out. "True, but Nancy doesn't know that."

"Sure she does. If she gives up my clothes it won't be because of your threats."

Mark's Mom walked in moments later holding his shorts shoes and T-shirt. Mark glanced at Teresa with as bland expression as possible. Teresa turned away. "Get dressed, and head home with your Mom. I will release the girls. Are there any coupons left?"

Mark laughed without mirth. "How would I know, you added a bunch. That was pretty mean."

"Let's see I added, the decorate her room, this hostage one, the costume one, and the one where you are her pillow."

"Is that all?" Mark asked.

Teresa nodded.

"Ok, then she has one left."

"Which one?" His Mom asked.

"The most outrageous one I wrote." Mark said.

"Which is?" Teresa said her eyes lighting up again.

"Slave for a day."

Re: Mark & Nancy Stories: Nancy's Birthday Ch. 4 Cont...

Postby thedarkdefender » Sat May 16, 2015 3:42 am

Great continuation :)
This epic series is definitely my favorite on this site.

Re: Mark & Nancy Stories: Nancy's Birthday Ch. 4 Cont...

Postby hafnermg » Fri May 22, 2015 12:49 am

YES!! an update to one of my favorites!!!


An excellent update!


Its always torture waiting for the next one from this story!