Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 Author: Cheerleader Fan
Title: A Brat Reborn: Session 1
Summary: A 10 year old boy has a life changing experience when his
parents hire a sitter for the evening.
Keywords: fb cd voy nosex

   A Brat Reborn: Session 1

   Timmy Johnson didn't know it yet , but his life was going to take an odd
turn this evening.  It was about 6PM on a Friday night much like any other.
His parents were going out for date night, but his 12 year old sister Katie
had already left for a friend's birthday/slumber party.  This meant that
she wouldn't be around to baby sit him and since he was only 10 years old
his parents couldn't just leave him.

   Earlier that day Timmy's parents told him they would be hiring a sitter
and he was far from happy about it.  You see, Timmy is a bit of a brat and
the last thing he wanted was someone bossing him around.  This evening that
someone would be Irina Volkov and Timmy could not have been more upset. 
Timmy only had Irina baby sit him a few times and he did NOT like it. 
Irina is 15 and the daughter of Russian immigrants.  Her own parents were
strict and that authoritarian mindset had rubbed off on her rather
strongly.

   Timmy was in the living room playing video games when the doorbell rang
and knowing it must have been Irina Timmy unhappily got up to answer it,
pausing his game in the process.  Timmy opened the door and sure enough
there was Irina, a slender blonde girl who stood about a foot taller than
his own four feet and change.  Irina was nice looking, he had to admit, so
at least there was one good thing about her.  She had full lips, green eyes
and a very light complexion, enhanced with the slightest bit of makeup and
a light smattering of freckles across the bridge of her nose.  She was
wearing a grey skirt and a pale purple knit top.  Her body was the sort of
fit physique you'd expect an athletic teenager to have.  Her only fault, if
you could call it that, was that her breasts were a little on the small
side.

   "Is your mother available?" Irina asked Timmy, a somewhat impatient look
on her face.

   "Come in," Timmy said curtly as he threw the door open.  "MOM," he
yelled turning his head around so that she might hear him upstairs, "the
babysitter's here." Timmy then ran back to the living room and his paused
game.

   A few moments later Timmy's mother Susan came down the stairs already
dressed to impress.  She was just wearing your standard little black dress,
but it clinged to her curvaceous body like a second skin.

   "Hello Irina, I'm so glad you could make it tonight.  I called around
but all the usuals were busy so you're a godsend."

   "It's my pleasure, Mrs.  Johnson," Irina replied respectfully.  "I
wasn't doing anything tonight and I could really use the money."

   "Well, Ward and I are sure glad you're free tonight," Susan continued.
"The emergency numbers are on the fridge and please help yourself to
whatever you want tonight.  We'll probably be home pretty late, but I want
you to make sure Timmy is in bed no later than 10."

   "That will be no problem, Mrs.  Johnson," Irina replied, "I didn't have
too much trouble with Timmy last time."

   "I'm glad to hear that.  Most of his babysitters tell me he's a
handful," Susan said with a laugh.

   Just then Ward Johnson came down the stairs and sidled up next to his
wife.  "Ready to go, honey?" he asked.

   "Just about," Susan turned towards the living room and raised her voice.
"Timmy, come out here,"

   "HOLD ON, I'M AT A BOSS," Timmy yelled back from the living room.

   "Well pause it already," Susan called back brusquely.

   A moment later Timmy walked into the kitchen where his parents were with
Irina.  "What?" Timmy asked obviously annoyed.

   "Well aren't we just a bag of sunshine?" Susan asked sarcastically. 
"Timmy, your father and I are leaving now and I want to make sure you're a
good boy for Irina here, OK?"

   "Fine" Timmy sighed.

   "I suppose that'll do," Susan chuckled then turned to Irina.  "Don't
forget, bed by 10."

   "And if he gives you any crap," Ward added, "don't hesitate to send him
to his room for a while."

   "Yes sir, Mr.  Johnson," Irina replied with a smile.  "I'm sure he'll be
good for me."

   "We'll see you later then," Ward finished as he and Susan stepped out
the door.  A couple of minutes later their car was speeding away and it was
just Irina and Timmy in the house.

   "So, you were playing a game?  You can get back to that if you want,"
Irina told Timmy and he turned to take off.  "Before you go though, have
you had dinner yet?"

   "I'll just grab something later," Timmy answered impatiently, desperate
to get back to his game.

   "Your parents put me in charge and I'm going to get dinner out of the
way early OK?  Now what do you want?" Irina asked Timmy again, somewhat
annoyed with his attitude.

   "Quit being a bitch," Timmy sneered.  "I said I'd eat later.

   "Well that was fast," Irina replied in a stern tone.  "Come here." She
grabbed his arm and pulled him towards the living room.  "On the couch, and
if you're good for five whole minutes I'll forget any of this happened."

   The two of them sat down on opposite sides of the large leather couch in
the spacious living room of the Johnson home.  Irina let out a deep sigh
and looked towards the TV where Timmy's game is still paused.

   "So what game is this, anyway?" Irina asked Timmy, all anger gone from
her tone.

   "Like you care," Timmy scoffed.

   "OK then, go to your room," Irina told him calmly.  "I'm going to fix
some sandwiches and when I'm done I'll come get you.  Till I do I want you
to think about why you're acting up like this.  And no computer or toys."

   "Jeez, FINE!" Timmy huffed and headed down the hall to his room.

   Irina chuckled to herself and headed back into the kitchen to knock out
a couple of sandwiches.  Surely he can behave for the five minutes this
will take, Irina thought to herself.

   Not five minutes later Irina opened the door to Timmy's room and found
him on his computer rapidly typing away on facebook, no doubt venting to
one of his friends.

   "A-hem" Irina cleared her throat loudly.  "I thought I said no
computer."

   "Why do you have to be so strict?" Timmy countered.

   "Because as soon as your parents left the house you've been pushing me.
I asked you if you wanted dinner and you gave me attitude.  And clearly I
can't even trust you in your room.  Know what?  Come here." Irina motioned
to the door with her free hand, the plate of sandwiches in her other."

   Timmy slowly headed out the door and Irina followed him out.  "K, now
what?"

   "This way," Irina ordered and pushed open the door to his sister's room.

   "Katie will kill me if I go in there," Timmy whined.

   "It'll be alright, it's just till you calm down.  Go on in," Irina
instructed.  "At least there's nothing for you to do in here but sulk." She
gave him the plate of sandwiches and headed back to the door.

   "How long?" Timmy asked, worried that he'd never get back to his game at
this rate.

   "It won't be long.  Just be good and we can start fresh, OK?"

   Timmy let out an annoyed grunt and turned away from her.  Irina just
closed the door and headed to the downstairs bathroom.  All this arguing
really got to her and she almost didn't notice how badly she had to pee.

   Inside the bathroom Irina reached under her grey skirt and pulled her
iridescent blue thong down as she sat on the toilet.  A moment later she
heard the tinkle of pee as she emptied her bladder.  A moment later feeling
much relieved Irina patted herself down with toilet paper and stood,
pulling her thong back up and letting her skirt fall back in place.  She
reflected on how the night was going so far and decided she was being too
hard on Timmy and would just let him back out to play his game.

   Her mind made up Irina left the bathroom and headed toward Katie's room.
She opened the door to find that Timmy had knocked down the pile of dolls
and such Katie had decorating one wall of her room.  Well, so much for
letting Timmy off now.

   "What on Earth are you doing?"Irina almost screamed at Timmy.  Startled
the boy turned, dropping the two dolls he was playing some kind of war game
with.  "You're going to clean up this mess right now, then I'll decide
whether I should just send you to bed early or not," Irina continued.

   "Come on, it's nothing," Timmy said reaching for the two dolls he
dropped.  "I'll get it later."

   "No, you know what,"Irina told him, her voice having calmed.  "If you're
going to play with dolls you may as well just be a little girl."

   "Whattayamean?" Timmy asked confused and angry at the same time.

   "C'mere," Irina said grabbing his arm again and pulling him towards
Katie's closet doors.  She threw one of the doors open and turned to Timmy,
lowering herself till she was eye level with him.  "Go ahead Tammy," Irina
teased, "pick out some clothes.  For the rest of tonight you're a girl."

   "No way!" Timmy shouted and tried pulling away from her.

   "Fine then, I think this will work," Irina said pulling out a white
blouse and a black three tiered skirt.  She lead Timmy over to the bed and
tossed the clothes onto it.  "You're GOING to do what I tell you, Irina
continued.  "Or I'm going to break something and tell your parents you did
it.

   "You can't do that," Timmy said, his voice having lost much of its
bluster.

   "I can and I will," Irina told him matter of factly, "unless you put on
those clothes for me.  But since you're being so difficult we can go get
you a pair of panties, too."

   "Nooooooo," Timmy whined.  "Please don't."

   "I don't know what else to do with you," Irina told him.  "And this time
you're picking them out." Irina lead Timmy over to Katie's dresser and
opened the top drawer.  Sure enough it was chock full of the sort of
colorful panties you'd expect a 12 year old girl to own.  "Go ahead," Irina
commanded Timmy, who was just staring at his sister's drawer of panties
with a terrified look on his face.  Irina grabbed his right hand and
plunged it into the panties.

   They're so...  soft.  Timmy thought to himself as Irina moved his hand
around the drawer.  Not really even thinking about it Timmy put his left
hand into the pile of preteen lingerie and began to explore them.  A few
moments later Timmy's hands came out clutching a pair of silky periwinkle
bikini briefs.

   "Those will do," Irina said.  "I'll leave you to yourself so you can get
changed.  With that Irina headed out of the room, closing the door on her
way.

   Timmy just stared at the soft panties in his hand for a few moments then
he put them down on the bed next to the outfit Irina had picked out for
him. His pulse quickened as he pulled his shorts down followed by his
tighty whities.  Timmy picked up the panties, stepped into them and pulled
them up his smooth legs.  They passed his thighs and came to rest around
his boyish little butt.  They felt so different, Timmy thought.  Especially
up front.  They felt so nice against his tiny penis.

   Timmy then directed his attention back to the bed, picking up the skirt
and stepping into that as well.  He pulled it up and tied off the little
drawstring.  It's a good thing that was there because Timmy was quite a bit
smaller than Katie, so without it it's doubtful the skirt would have stayed
in place.  Timmy pulled his T shirt off and tossed it before reaching for
the blouse.  It was short sleeved, which Timmy was glad for, it was warm
and he didn't really care for long sleeves anyway.  Timmy slid his arms
into those short sleeves and pulled the shirt to the front where he tried
to button it.  He was confused though because the buttons were on the wrong
side.

   "Almost done?" Irina called out from the other side of the door a few
moments later.

   "Umm," Timmy answered as he fidgeted the last button closed, "Yeah, I'm
all done."

   Irina opened the door and entered.  Standing before her was a ten year
old who may as well have been a girl.  "Well, don't you look pretty," Irina
said.  "Here, let me help you with that." Irina came up to Timmy and began
tucking the blouse into the triple tiered skirt.  "Turn" she said as she
continued tucking the blouse around.  Timmy obediently began turning. 
Irina's hand slipped into the waistband of the skirt rubbing first his hip,
then his bottom and finally lightly brushing Timmy's boyhood as she
finished tucking him in.  Timmy looked up at his babysitter as he blushed.

   Irina stepped back a couple of feet and clapped a couple of times. 
"Very nice," she finally said.  "Look," she pointed at the mirror in the
corner of Katie's room.  Timmy turned, following her hand and as he caught
sight of the mirror a little girl looked back at him.

   "Whoa," was all Timmy said.  "That's me?" He shook his head as he said
that and his somewhat shaggy hair shook, verifying that it was indeed him
in the mirror.

   "Give it a spin," Irina encouraged him, making a circle with her
fingers. Timmy eyed the mirror again and pirouetted, the three tiered skit
flying away from his waist as he did.  "Pretty cool, huh?" Irina asked.

   "Y...  yeah...  kinda." Timmy agreed.

   "So," Irina continued, "How are you right now?"

   "I'm...  Ok," Timmy answered.

   "Good, then how about we clean up this mess, huh?  Don't want your
sister seeing this, do you?"

   "No," Timmy agreed and together the two of them wordlessly began
cleaning up Timmy's older sister's room.  The task completed Irina looked
up to Katie's dresser checking the time.  It was only 7:30PM in what was
quickly becoming the strangest babysitting job of her life.

   "I believe you have a video game to complete," Irina said and waved
towards the bedroom door.

   "Really?" Timmy asked.  "I can?"

   "Well, you've calmed down for me and you didn't even fight me when I
asked you to help clean your sister's room.  I think you've earned it."

   "Thanks, Irina," Timmy said and ran towards the living room his skirt
bouncing as he did.  Irina grabbed the plate of uneaten sandwiches and
followed her charge out of the room.  Timmy headed straight for the living
room and his game while Irina headed back to the kitchen.  She pulled a
couple of cans of Coke out of the fridge and went to the living room.

   Irina had a seat near Timmy, who was giddily playing his game.  "So
Timmy...  or should I say Tammy?  What game is this anyhow?"

   "Ohh it's the new Resident Evil," Timmy replied, "and I guess you can
call me whatever."

   "You're taking this whole situation rather well, Tammy," Irina praised.
"Mind if I ask you about it?"

   "Yeah, sure," she said, pausing her game.  She turned towards her
babysitter and Irina gave her one of the cans of coke and a sandwich.

   "Do you like being dressed like this?" Irina started, an obvious
question.

   Tammy took a bite of her sandwich and thought about it a moment.  "It's
nice.  I never realized how much nicer girl's clothes are than boys
clothes. When you shoved my hand into Katie's panties they all just felt
so...  so I dunno...  nice."

   "Well I'm glad you like them," Irina told Tammy.  "I like my girl
clothes too.  Like this skirt, here, feel it," Irina took Tammy's hand and
put it on her skirt right where it rested on her left thigh.  Tammy ran her
hand over the silky material, careful not to move it too far from where
Irina had put it.  This was the first time she'd ever had her hand on a
pretty girl's thigh like this and it really exited her.  "We girls get to
have all kinds of nice clothes." Irina then gently took Tammy's hand off of
her thigh and Tammy laid it in her own lap.

   "Yeah," Tammy said in a bit of a daze.  "You girls sure are lucky."

   "So are you Tammy," Irina said.  "Remember?  I told you you're a girl
tonight."

   "Oh yeah," Tammy giggled, "I suppose I am."

   "Hmmmm," Irina thought, "Oh here's one, are there any other clothes
you'd like to try on at some point?"

   "I dunno, what else is there?" Tammy asked.

   "Well, Tammy, all kinds of things.  There's bras, although you'd have to
wear a training bra because you don't have any breasts," Irina motioned to
her own not particularly impressive pair.  There's all kinds of different
shoes and stuff.  Bikinis and other girl's bathing suits.  And there's
Lingerie, of course."

   "What's lingerie?" Tammy asked innocently.

   Irina giggle a little bit.  "Do you know what sex is, Tammy?"

   "Yeah, well, kinda," Tammy answered.

   "OK, you see, lingerie is a special kind of clothes girls wear to make
themselves look sexy," Irina told her.  "It drives guys wild."

   "That sounds neat.  I'd like to wear some of that," Tammy answered
excitedly.

   "I don't know if they make lingerie in your size."

   "These aren't really my size either," Tammy said.  "Katie's bigger than
me.

   "Yeah, she is," Irina agreed.  "Say, do you guys still have any of
Katie's old clothes anywhere?"

   "I think mom has a bunch of boxes up in the attic."

   "Let's go look," Irina suggested.  "I doubt your sister wants you
wearing her current clothes anyway." Irina stood as she finished talking.

   "Probably not.  Come here, attic is this way." Tammy lead Irina up to
the second floor and to the end of the hallway.  "It's right up there,"
Tammy said pointing to a trapdoor in the ceiling.  She ran into her
parents' room and returned with a chair.  "Think you can reach it?" he
asked.

   "Probably," Irina replied as she stepped onto the chair and reached up.
Her fingers just reached the handle and she pulled it down.  "I'll go
first," Irina told Tammy as she unfolded the ladder and prepared to climb
it.  "Hold it steady for me," she told her.  Tammy came forward after Irina
took the first few steps and she grabbed onto the ladder steadying it as
best as she could.  Tammy looked up and caught a perfect view straight up
his attractive babysitter's skirt.  At first he thought she wasn't wearing
any panties at all till he caught a bright flash of blue material where her
legs met.  Aside from that little bit of fabric everything Tammy saw was
sexy teenage flesh.

   In a moment it was over as Irina reached the top of the ladder and
stepped into the attic proper.  After calling down that it was safe Tammy
climbed the ladder reaching the top right about the time Irina found the
pull chain for the closest light bulb.

   "It's over here, I think," Tammy said and started to move towards the
other side of the attic.

   "Hold on," Irina said.

   Tammy turned and looked quizzically at her babysitter.  "What is it?"

   "I just want to say I'm sorry for trying to blackmail you earlier.  That
wasn't right of me, but you were just being so difficult.  I hope you
understand."

   "It's OK," Tammy assured her.  "I was being a little shit." Irina
laughed at that.  "Anyway, I think they're over here," Tammy stopped at a
collection of five boxes.  Two were labeled Timmy and three said Katie.

   "Jackpot!" Irina said as they grabbed the three boxes of Katie's
clothes. They each opened one of the boxes and started searching through
them.

   "I've got skirts and stuff," Tammy called excitedly.

   "Mostly blouses and the like here," Irina responded.

   The two of them turned to the final box and opened it together.  Peering
inside they both laid eyes on Katie's old panties training bras and a few
pairs of tights.  Irina reached in and removed a few of them uncovering a
box within the box.  Both of them were obviously curious at this so Irina
removed the smaller box and began to open it.  Inside she discovered a
beautiful little dress that Katie must have worn to a fancy occasion.

   "Ohh I remember that," Tammy said.  "That's the dress Katie wore when my
aunt and uncle got married.

   "It's very pretty," Irina commented.

   "I think it might fit me.  The wedding wasn't that long ago."

   "Well let's get it downstairs and find out," Irina suggested as she put
the dress back into the box.  "Why don't you grab anything else you want
and come on downstairs.  I want to get a closer look at this dress."

   "OK," Tammy agreed as she started going through her sister's old things
and taking what interested her.  What ended up interesting her was all of
the panties, the training bras a couple of skirts dresses and blouses, so
she just went ahead and packed it all into the box that had the dress and
panties in it.  She did her best to put the rest of the boxes back
carefully and headed towards the ladder.

   She peeked down through the trapdoor and saw Irina inspecting the dress.
From this angle she noticed she was able to see just a little bit down
Irina's shirt, but since her breasts were pretty small she didn't really
see much but the lace of her bra.

   "Can you take this?" Tammy called down as she held the box of goodies.
Irina folded the dress back up and gave her a nod so she carefully dropped
the box down to her.  Irina was able to catch it and placed it on the floor
for now.  Tammy climbed down and the two of them headed back to the first
floor to go through what they had.

   They ended up going straight to Tammy's room and began to sort though
their haul of treasure.  In all Tammy had brought down 11 pairs of panties
in various colors and materials, six skirts, five blouses, four training
bras and three dresses, not counting the formal one.

   "I'd really love to see you in this," Irina told Tammy as she held the
dress up.  It was an ankle length dress, coral in color with a zip closure
rear and a bodice with medium sized straps and beaded with floral patterns.

   "I would too," Tammy agreed as she began unbuttoning her blouse.  "Could
you turn around though?  I'm going to change my panties after I take this
skirt off."

   "OK," Irina said as she turned away from her.

   Tammy went back to task and stripped off the skirt then slid her
sister's panties off of herself before picking up a smaller pair in pink
that was actually a close match to the dress she was about to don.  Tammy
stepped into the new pair of panties and pulled them up.  They were more
snug than the pair she was wearing before and she really liked the way they
almost gripped her bottom.  They were also a little more snug up front, but
since she didn't have much of anything there they weren't in any way
uncomfortable.

   "I think I'm going to have to help you with this dress," Irina
mentioned. "There's no way you're going to be able to zip it alone.  Are
you decent?"

   "Well, I have my new panties on anyway," Tammy informed her and Irina
turned around to see him standing before her, nude save for the tiny pink
panties.

   "Gosh," Irina complimented.  "I thought you were cute before.  Now come
on over here.  I've got it unzipped just step into it for me." Tammy
steadied herself on Irina's shoulder while she held the dress for her as
she stepped into it.  With both of Tammy's feet in the middle Irina lifted
the dress up and assisted her in getting her arms through the straps.  "OK,
Honey, turn around for me," Irina instructed and Tammy happily turned her
back to Irina.  She pulled the zipper straight up and it was done.  The
dress was a perfect fit.

   Feeling the slight snugness around his torso Tammy knew he was fully
secured in her beautiful new dress.  She turned toward her babysitter and
smiled broadly as she showed off the coral dress.

   "It's perfect," Irina said.  "How does it feel?"

   "It's so smooth," Tammy told her.  "And a little tight up here," she
motioned to her chest.  "But it feels nice that way."

   "Lets go out to the rec room," Irina suggested.  "I have an idea and I
think you'll love it.

   "OK," Tammy smiled as she followed her through the various rooms till
they arrived in the rec room.  "What's up?"

   "Gimme a minute," Irina said as she fiddled with the stereo that was
along one wall.  She played with the dial till she found a station playing
your standard classical music, complete with violins and horns.  "Here,"
she said as she turned towards the pretty little girl across the room from
her and extended her hand.  Tammy came up to her and took her hand, not
quite sure what she was doing.  Irina placed her free hand on Tammy's waist
and instructed her to put her free hand on her shoulder.  Irina proceeded
to lead Tammy around the room in a not particularly well coordinated dance.
While Irina knew quite a bit about dance, her Russian parents being very
particular about her learning it, Tammy had no clue whatsoever. 
Nevertheless the two of them had a blast dancing around the rec room for a
good half hour or more.  On one circuit of their dance Irina happened to
notice that the clock on the wall read ten past ten.

   "Shit!" Irina exclaimed.

   Tammy looked up to her dance partner quizzically.  "What is it?" she
asked.

   "Your parents wanted you in bed ten minutes ago," she informed Tammy.

   "Really?  It's that late already?"

   "Yeah it is," Irina said somewhat worried.  "And we still have to do
something about those boxes in your room.  If either of your parents saw
those they'd surely flip."

   "It's alright, I got the perfect place," Tammy assured her.  "There's a
spot in the basement no one knows about that can easily fit all of this."

   "Well that's good," Irina said.  "We've also got to get you back into
your own clothes." With that said she began to lead Tammy back to his room
so they could straighten up.

   "Can I wear my panties to bed?" Tammy begged as they made their way
across the house.

   "I don't see any harm in that as long as you wear them under some boy
clothes and don't let anyone see them."

   Finally back in Tammy's room Irina unzipped her dress and allowed her to
step out of it.  On impulse she gave Tammy's bottom a spank.

   "Hey, what was that for?" She asked, his left cheek stinging a little.

   "That was for being a little shit earlier," she said with a smile.  "I
hope you never act like that to me again."

   "As long as we can keep doing stuff like this I'll be the best little
girl you could imagine," Tammy assured her.

   "So, you'll be my perfect little princess?" Irina asked with a laugh.

   "Your perfect little princess," Tammy agreed.

   "OK, princess, how about you go put your clothes on and help me with
this?"

   With no further prodding Tammy pulled his boy clothes on over his tiny
little pink panties and helped her babysitter clean everything up.  After
the two of them stowed Tammy's new wardrobe in the basement Irina sent her
off to bed.  Irina even tucked her in and gave her a kiss on the forehead
before calling her her little princess.  she then shut off the light and
closed her door.

   Irina headed back to the kitchen to grab a snack before hopping on the
couch and watching TV while waiting for the Johnsons to return home.  She
sure was glad she took this job tonight.  She hadn't had this much fun
babysitting in, well ever.  And to think, she mused, the Johnsons are
paying me to do it.

   End Session 1.

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