Stages (Chapter 3) (Patreon)

Eliza woke up to Nick gently shaking her shoulder. "Time to get up and get ready for school Lize, How'd you sleep?" He asked. 

After getting over the fact that it wasn't all just a dream Eliza laid in bed and watched Nick open her curtains to let in the sunlight. "I can get myself out of bed Nick, I've been doing it for years," Eliza snapped. 

Nick made his way back over to her bed and pulled back the covers "Well well, didn't sleep that well hey grumpy bum? Maybe someone needs another early night tonight? Well I think it's lucky I didn't trust you, did you set an alarm last night?" 

"Well um, no. But normally I do!" Eliza replied defensively. As she had slept her Hogwarts shirt had ridden up slightly, exposing the waistband of her underwear, she quickly pulled her shirt back down. 

"Stop fidgeting with your clothes, your undies aren't anything to be embarrassed about. I think they're much more appropriate for you. I put them on you last night anyway, it's not like I don't know what you're wearing. Come on it's time to get up. Are we dry this morning or did you have an accident?" He held Eliza by her arm as she got up and grabbed her bum with his free hand. Eliza tried to pull away but Nick's grip on her arm held her steady as he worked his hand across her fleece covered bottom.

"You don't need to check me, I haven't wet the bed in years Nick!" Eliza exclaimed, feeling invaded at having her bottom groped, as though Nick couldn't trust her to tell him, even if she did wet the bed at all! She hated that Nick could put his hands all over her body, invading her privacy and space under the pretense that she couldn't look after herself. She was desperate to get some independence back. 

"Well someone is definitely going to bed early tonight. That's two outbursts already. You better improve that attitude. It's always better to be safe than sorry, I know how much you want me to think you're a big girl so I wouldn't put it passed you to lie about having accidents. Anyways, good girl, you're all dry this morning. Now head downstairs for breakfast please," Nick ordered and sent her on her way with one final pat to her bum.  

Her Mum had already left for work however Nick had laid out her breakfast on the table for her. "Well, there has to be some positives," she thought as she sat herself at the table and began eating. Surprisingly she wasn't interrupted by Nick all morning and apart from her cute jammies Eliza might have forgotten all about the program. 

She made her way upstairs back into her room. Nick was finishing up making the bed and she saw her school sports uniform, a white polo shirt and navy blue sport shorts laid out on her bed. Eliza breathed a sigh of relief. How embarrassing could Nick make her school uniform that she wore every Friday for sport? Eliza made her way toward the bed to grab her uniform "Thanks for getting my uniform out Nick, I'll change in the bathro..."

"Nice try kiddo, I'll be dressing you in your uniform, and I expect you to wear it the way I put it on you all day today," Nick cut her off. "Same drill as last night, come here and stand still like a good girl so I can get you dressed for the day," Nick sat down on the bed next to the clothes, effectively intercepting Eliza before she could grab the uniform. 

"Arms up, let's get these jammies off you," Eliza raised her arms figuring she had already earned an early bedtime tonight, and if she could just get to school the embarrassment would end until she got home. Nick pulled her shirt up over head and yet again Eliza felt the cool of the air against her bare skin. She went to cover her exposed chest with her hands but stopped herself and instead placed them on her head as Nick had instructed the night before. "What a good girl and what good remembering Lize!" Nick patronisingly encouraged her as he brushed her long blonde hair back over her shoulders with his hands, removing the little modesty her hair had provided. She felt his fingers working between the elastic of her pyjama pants and her underwear, he slid them down her legs and asked her to step out of them. As much as she tried she still wasn't used to being so exposed and vulnerable in front of Nick. Those feelings of humiliation crept back in as she thought how silly she must look standing in only her multi-coloured underpants with her hands on her head. 

Nick reached under the pile of folded clothes and brought out a pastel pink Victoria's Secret Pink sports bra, with little metallic silver dog logos and the word 'pink' repeating all over it. The thick branded 'PINK' elastic band left no doubt that this garment was made by Victoria Secret's little sister company, and although oficially marketed for college students was actually designed to appeal to teens to get them into 'grown up' Victoria's Secret once they got older. This was the kind of detail Nick loved to incorporate into his programs and one he knew wouldn't be lost on his independent and intelligent charge. 

Eliza took one look at it and complained, "you've got to be kidding Nick. I can't wear that to school under my white shirt! Everyone will see that I'm wearing a bra designed for a tween!" 

"Well I think it's much more appropriate and at least it will match your undies too then! I suggest you improve your attitude this morning or you can go to school with no bra! Now, where are those hands supposed to be missy?" In her exacerbation Eliza had removed her hands from her head. 

Eliza huffed, "this whole thing is so stupid," as she placed her hands back on her head. "I've just got to get to school this morning for a break," she kept thinking to herself. 

"Right, now let's get you dressed or your going to be late, arms up Kiddo," Eliza did as she was told as the embarrassing addition to her outfit was lowered down over her. Nick pulled and tugged to adjust it, making sure there was plenty of contact between his fingers and Eliza's bare skin. With a final snap of elastic against her ribs Nick seemed satisfied. "Comfy?" He asked as he turned her around slightly by her shoulders to inspect the back of the puppy dog printed bra. Eliza didn't acknowledge him with a response. "Ok suit yourself, but remember what I said. I want you to wear these clothes exactly as I put you in them all day please." 

Next she felt the cotton between her legs and covering her butt tighten as Nick pulled her underwear up a little higher. "We don't need to change your undies for school today, I put them on you clean last night" Nick explained as though he was teaching her personal hygiene standards. Eliza hated the fact that she was going to school wearing this childish ensemble. Standing in her bra and undies Nick was pleased with how she looked. The bright colours, patterns and brands combined to make her feel and look very childish. All she could hold onto was the comfort that no one was going to see it under her uniform.