From: adietrech@aol.com (A Dietrech)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Story: Kristen 1/10 TG femdom
Date: 11 Dec 1994 01:35:30 -0500
It was mid October and time to prepare for the Eighth
grade's class play. This year we were told that instead of a
traditional play we would put on a show about parts of the
country. My class was to take the Western part and highlight its
culture. I didn't think it was too bad, at least we could do
something on Rodeos or maybe Horses.
I found out later that Rodeos were the farthest things from
my teachers mind when she thought of the West! I found out later
that there was to be a dance part in every section. I wasn't
exactly thrilled at this but everyone in the eighth grade was
involved so I figured at least I wouldn't stand out!
Once again I figured wrong! I soon found out that since
there were more boys than girls in my class there would be
problems with the Western Dance scene. After much thought my
teacher decided that since there were four more boys than girls
two of us would become girls for the play! She picked the four
shortest boys of which my friend Jim and I were two and put our
names in a box. I got to pick the names of the two unlucky boys
who would be girls!
Jim almost died when the first name I chose turned out to be
his! l told him it was a tough break but couldn't help laughing
at the thought of Jim as a girl! My laughter stopped when I
looked at the second name I had chosen - it was mine!
My teacher, Mrs. Wald smiled and tried to console me. She
told the rest of the class not to laugh because we were doing
this to help them. I appreciated her help but there were still
snickers and giggles from the class! Mrs. Wald passed out
papers detailing what each group would wear for the show. I
looked at the section marked Western Dancers and became sick!
Under this section it read; Boys - Jeans, plaid shirts and
bandannas. Girls - Skirts (denim if possible), white blouses
(fringed if possible). It was bad enough I had to play a girl's
part but now I was expected to dress like too!
On the way home from school Jim and I talked about the play
and how we were going to break the news to our families. We
agreed that they'd have to know since they would eventually see
the play and we were positive that word of our plight would
quickly spread! Jim was worried about his older sister's teasing
him but I was more concerned with what our friends were going to
say to us!
When I got home I found Mom in the kitchen. I put my books
on the Dining Room table and told her that I had to talk to her.
She stopped what she was doing and asked me what was wrong. In a
shaky voice I asked, "Could I borrow a skirt and blouse please?"
Mom stared at me for a moment . "A big date coming up and you've
got nothing to wear?" She asked laughing.
I told her about the play and how Jim and I were picked to
be girls. Handing her the sheet Mrs. Wald had passed out I
showed her the part where it specified what I was to wear. Mom
read the sheet and began laughing. "I used to dream about having
my teen-age daughter raiding my closets for outfits, she
chuckled. I just never thought I'd be lending clothes to my
son!" I was beginning to get really upset by now! "Please mom,"
I begged. "The kids at school will tease me enough. Can't you
just be nice and help me out!"
Mom put her arm around me and pulled me close for a hug.
"Don't worry," She said. "I promise not to tease you. Lets go
look through my stuff, I think I have some things that should fit
you!"
I stopped mom before she could say any more. "There's no
rush mom," I told her. "The play's not for another three weeks."
I was beginning to worry, it seemed as though mom had
suddenly become overly interested in helping me! Mom brushed
aside my objections. "Those weeks will go quickly," she said as
she steered me towards her room. "It's best to be ready!"
We went into her room and she began to look through her
closets. She handed me a long denim skirt and a plain white
blouse. "Why don't you take these to your room and try them on?"
I looked at her pleadingly. "Do I have to try them on mom?"
I asked. "They look like they'll fit!"
Mom just pushed me out of the room. "Just try them on," she
said. "We have to know if you'll look just right!"
The last thing I cared about was looking just right but I
knew better than to argue with mom so I went off to my room. I
pulled the skirt on over my jeans and buttoned the blouse over
top of my shirt. I couldn't reach the zipper or button on the
back of the skirt so I just left them undone and went to show
mom.
"They seem to fit okay mom," I said as I entered the
kitchen. "May I take them off now please?" I asked. Mom looked
at me and laughed. "That's not what I meant when I told you to
try them on." She said. "Now go back in there and take off your
shirt and pants first. I'll help you with that zipper when
you're ready!" I could see that there was no easy way out of
this for me so back to my room I trudged.
I did as mom ordered and removed my shirt and pants before
putting on the skirt and blouse. Looking in the mirror I found
that standing there in mom's skirt and blouse with my socks and
tennis shoes on I looked every bit as silly as I felt! Once
again I set off to show mom how I looked. This time mom was much
more approving of my looks. "Turn around honey, she said to me.
Let me get you zipped and buttoned." I turned and mom tucked the
blouse in to the skirt before she zipped and buttoned it. "That's
much better," she said. "That outfit looks like a perfect fit on
you!"
She must have thought that I'd actually be happy about the
fit! Sometimes I wondered what she could possibly be thinking!
"I think I look as dumb as I feel!" I retorted. I can't believe
I got roped into this!" Mom just looked at me and smiled. "Don't
worry dear," she said. "You'll look just right for the play, I
promise!"
Once again mom managed to make me question her sanity. "I
don't want to look just right mom, I replied. I want to look
like a normal boy!" Mom just stared at me smiling. "Yes, Mike,
whatever you want!" She said. I didn't understand the way she
was looking at me and smiling. I just chalked it up to goofy
parents. A decision I'd come to regret!
I went back to my room and changed, thankful to get out of
those silly clothes! I did my home work and went to see how
things went for Jim. Mrs. Karl answered the door and asked me to
come in. She explained that Jim was in his room and that she'd
tell him I was here. I made myself at home with Jim's 'Game Boy'
and waited for him to come down. A few minutes later I glanced
up to see Jim's sister came down followed by his mom. "Hi
Heather," I said. "What's new?" I almost died when Heather
turned out to be Jim! He was wearing one of his sisters denim
skirts and a silky, white, pullover top! He even had on
stockings and a pair of white, girls shoes!
Jim's mom laughed at my reaction. "Well what do you think
Mike?" She asked. "Which one of you girls is going to look
nicer in the play?" I couldn't believe it! My best friend's mom
was asking which of us was going to be the prettier girl! I was
beginning to think aliens had sucked out her brain! I didn't
want to cause trouble so I just smiled and said, "Oh Jim will,
Mrs. Karl. No doubt about it!" Mrs. Karl smiled and said,
"We'll have to wait and see!" Turning to Jim she said, "Why
don't you two go to your room dear. I'm sure you have lots to
talk about!" As we were leaving she added, "Please be careful
with your sisters clothes, she's only lending you that outfit!"
Jim promised he'd be careful and we went to his room so he could
change.
As soon as we got to Jim's room I asked him how he
managed to end up looking like his sister. Jim explained that
when he got home he told his mother about the play and asked if
she'd help him. His mother agreed to help but said they'd have
to tell Heather since he'd need one of her outfits. Embarrassed,
Jim agreed and together they told his sister. Jim said that
Heather laughed when they told her but her mother immediately
corrected her. She agreed to help and promptly found a top and
skirt for Jim to try on. Even though Heather was two years older
than Jim her clothes turned out to be a perfect fit for him. He
thought he was done and was about to put his clothes on again
when his mother stopped him.
His mother called him into the room and asked him to turn
around so that she could look at him from behind. When he did
she remarked that there was something missing and for him to
wait for her in his room. She stayed behind with his sister,
closing the bedroom door. She called him to return a few minutes
later. Jim said that his mother had said that she thought he
looked cute in Heather's clothes and asked him to do her a favor.
Not thinking to ask what the favor was Jim agreed. His mother
smiled and asked him to try a few other things on for her.
I figured he meant the shoes and stockings but when I asked
he sort of looked away. "What's wrong," I asked wondering if he
had it as bad as I did. "You can tell me, remember I have to be
a girl too you know!" Jim got up from where he was sitting.
"Not just the shoes and stockings Mike," he said as he unbuttoned
the front of the skirt and unzipped it. As he stepped out of the
skirt I was stunned, Jim was wearing a lace trimmed slip! "Good
grief!" I gasped. "You mean she made you wear a slip!"
Jim just nodded as he started to remove the top. "That
too!" He said, pulling the top over his head. I couldn't believe
it, Jim was standing there in a slip, stockings, and a bra! I
sat there staring, not knowing what to say. Finally I blurted
out the first thing that came to my mind. "Don't tell me she
made you wear Heathers underwear too?"
Jim shrugged his shoulders and removed his slip. Under the
pantyhose he was wearing I could clearly see that he had on a
pair of white, lace trimmed, panties! I thought I had it bad
when mom had me take off my shirt and pants to try on my outfit!
I was grateful that mom hadn't gotten any silly ideas for me!
As Jim changed back into his own clothes we talked about his
outfit. "I hope your mom and sister don't make you dress like
that for the play," I said. "Maybe they'll forget all about it
by then!" Jim stopped dressing and turned to me. "Promise me
you wont say anything about this Mike," he asked. "Don't worry
buddy, I said. I wont say a word." Jim seemed relieved to hear
my promise. "I hope they don't forget!" I thought that there
was something wrong with my hearing! "What did you just say
Jim?" I asked. Jim looked right at me. "I said I hope they
don't forget about dressing me up!"
That settled it, not only had the aliens sucked out his
mothers brain, they'd gotten Jim's too! "Are you nuts or
something?" I asked as politely as I could. "You're a thirteen
year old boy remember?" I reminded him of Jamie, a girl in our
math class that he had taken an interest in. "I'm not planning
on becoming a girl, Mike." Jim replied. "I just thought it was
kind of fun letting Mom and Heather dress me up!" I wasn't sure
I understood what Jim meant but he was my friend and I did make a
promise.
"Sure Jim," I replied. "If it's all right with you then I
guess it's fine." Jim smiled and said, "Thanks Mike, you're
really a great guy!" Hoping to lighten things up a bit I grinned
and said, "And you're an all right girl, I guess!" That
definitely lightened up Jim since he broke into a huge grin! "Do
you really think I looked pretty?" He asked. I couldn't believe
it! Things were just going from bad to worse, now my best friend
wanted to know if I thought he was pretty! "Earth to Jim!" I
yelled. "You're not supposed to be pretty!" Jim's grin faded,
"Oh well," he said seeming a little bummed out. I was just
wondering.
Jim and I played with his video games until I had to go home
for dinner. Before I left I had to promise Jim again that I'd
keep his secret. I knew it wouldn't be hard to keep. I was
afraid that if I didn't the kids would think that since I was his
best friend I must be crazy too!
The next day at school went pretty well with Jim and I
acting as if nothing had happened. Surprisingly enough, none of
our friends said anything to us about the play. I guess that
they were relieved that it wasn't them! Of course with the kind
of luck I'd been having I knew things had to change.
That happened in music class when our teacher said we would
start practicing for the play! I thought everything was going to
be okay until Jim and I were asked to stay after class. It
turned out that our teacher, Mrs. Sloan, wanted to make sure we
had read the paper she gave out on our costumes. She wanted to
make sure we understood that we'd be expected to wear the same
outfit the other girls would be wearing.
Jim and I both nodded but that wasn't going to be good
enough for Mrs. Sloan. "Do you boys understand that you're going
to have to wear a skirt and blouse?" She asked. We nodded
agreement again and this appeared to satisfy her. She told us
that she was sorry we'd have to dress like girls but it was only
for a little while and we were really helping our class!
Before I could say anything Jim chimed in and said that it
was okay and that we really didn't mind that much! I wanted to
grab him and shake some sense into him but I didn't think Mrs.
Sloan would approve! Right about now I really didn't care about
helping the class, I wanted to sink into a hole and stay there!
Luckily I was able to get us out of there before Jim dug us any
deeper into the hole we were in.
That afternoon Jim came over to see me. I was a little
worried about how he might be dressed but when I opened the door
there was good old Jim, my best friend! We threw my football
back and forth until it was almost dinner time. Mom asked if
he'd like to stay for dinner and I thought it would be a great
idea too! Jim's mom agreed and soon we sat down to dinner. I had
forgotten about seeing Jim in his sisters clothes and wasn't
about to mention the play. Mom on the other hand had other
ideas!
It started out casually enough with us talking about an
upcoming Math test but turned ugly soon enough. "Do you have
your outfit ready for the class play Jim?" Mom asked innocently
enough. I shot her a look to try to stop her but it was useless.
Once mom got an idea in her head she kept at it until she was
finished. Jim perked right up at this turn in the conversation!
"Yes I do Mrs. Warren," Jim replied happily. He then went on to
tell about how Heather was letting him wear one of her pretty
white tops and her blue Denim mini-skirt. Jim eagerly related
that he would also get to borrow a pair white shoes with a low
heel and a pair of nylons too!
Mom seldom needed much encouragement to explore an idea and
Jim was providing more than enough! She told Jim that I would be
wearing her long denim skirt and a white blouse. She thought for
a moment then looked over at me. "You know, Mike," she said.
"I'll bet you'd look great in a short skirt, and I never thought
about nylons and heels!" If looks could kill Jim and Mom would
have been fried on the spot! Mom was going off the deep end with
Jim sitting there smiling!
Never one to leave well enough alone Jim added, "Yeah Mike,
all the other girls will probably be wearing short skirts and
stockings!" I thought it was a little strange to hear Jim talk
about the other girls but didn't want to bring it up around mom.
Not that I could have, mom's mind was racing along with the idea
of me in a short skirt and stockings!
"It's too bad that I don't have a nice short skirt for you
to wear honey," she sighed. "Yeah mom," I said sarcastically,
"And I was so looking forward to wearing nylons too!" Mom seemed
to be lost in thought for a moment. "Well don't worry," she
said. "We'll work something out in time!" I cringed at what she
might be thinking.
Jim stayed for several hours after dinner. As I walked him
to the door I thanked him for giving my mother such wonderful
ideas! The dummy thought I was serious! "That's great Mike," he
said. "I'm glad you've changed your mind about getting dressed
up!" Jim will never know how close I was to killing him! "I
haven't changed my mind!" I said with a scowl. "I don't want to
be a girl! I don't even like the idea of dressing like one for
this stupid play!" Jim looked at me as though I was crazy.
"Sorry," he said appearing confused. "Just trying to help!"
After Jim left I went back inside to help mom clean up the
kitchen.
She looked at me and smiled. "Jim seems quite excited about
the play, doesn't he?" I knew I had promised Jim not to say
anything but this wasn't school and after all, he started it!
"Mom, I asked hesitantly, is it normal for boys to dress up as
girls?"
Mom must have thought I was talking about the play. "It's
no big deal Mike," she said. "There have been lots of plays and
movies where men pretended to be ladies."
I stopped her before she could work up another head of
steam. I explained what had happened at Jim's and that I was
concerned. Mom had me stop what I was doing and sat down at the
table with me. She told me she had heard of men who dressed as
women and that most were pretty much normal guys. She then got a
dictionary and we looked up 'Transvestite' which is what she said
men like that were called. I was relieved to see them described
as 'otherwise normal heterosexuals.' To my amazement she
suggested that I give it a try!
"You're joking right?" I asked. "You really don't think I'd
put on girls clothes if I didn't have to, do you?"
Mom seemed to feel that her suggestion was really no big
deal! "Why not give it a try this weekend? After all, Jim seems
to think it's a lot of fun!"
I was sure my mother and Jim had both lost their sanity but
she persisted. She said that dad was going to be off on this
current business trip all weekend and that I could start Friday
after school. To sweeten the deal she offered to take me out to
the mall Saturday and buy me the leather jacket I had my eye on.
The jacket idea was what finally swung the deal for mom although
I would have probably given in just to make her stop her
pestering me! We set a date for Friday evening and she said
she'd pick out something for me to wear. I made her promise to
buy me the jacket even if I decided I didn't like being dressed
up, which I was sure I wouldn't.
The next day in music class Mrs. Sloan had the boys sit on
one side of the room and the girls on the other. This she
explained was because on stage the girls would be separate from
the boys and we had to get used to singing with our group.
Needless to say Jim and I were told to move over and sit with the
girls! This was getting to be more embarrassing by the day!
I was grateful to see the class end so I could get away from
the girls! Thankfully after class not a single boy said anything
to us! I wondered how long we could get away with this since on
Friday we would have to go off with the girls to learn their
dance steps! That was sure to bring some stupid remarks I
thought!
Well the fateful class arrived soon enough, too soon as a
matter of fact. I wasn't looking forward to learning how to
dance as a girl! Jim and I picked up our books and followed the
girls to the gym where the practice was to be held. The girls
were mostly nice to us although there were a few giggles when we
entered the gym. As we lined up Mrs. Sloan said that she didn't
mean any offense to me or Jim but she would be addressing the
class as "Ladies." She said it was simply easier that way and
that we should just follow along!
After class the girls were all talking about the new dance
and before I knew it Jim and I were deeply involved in the
conversation! The girls acted as if there was nothing unusual
about two boys learning how to dance as girls! We talked and
joked all the back to our lockers and several of them even walked
home with us we could talk more! I was beginning to think that
this play might turn out to be a great way to get to know some
pretty girls! Who knows, I might be able to get a date with a
few! I thought to myself.
I was still thinking about one of the girls as I walked into
my house and set down my books. Mom broke into my thoughts with
a cheery, "Hi Mike, all set?" I was confused for a second or two
and asked her what I was supposed to be set for.
She looked at me and laughed. "You're not backing out of
our deal, are you?" She asked.
Then it hit me like a sledgehammer!
It was Friday, the day I promised to let mom dress me as a
girl!
I tried to weasel out of it but she reminded me that she had
promised to buy me that leather jacket this weekend! I thought
about how badly I wanted that jacket then turned to mom.
"Okay," I sighed. "I really want that jacket, what do I
have to do?" I asked dejectedly. Mom seemed a little upset with
my attitude.
"Relax honey," She said as she took my arm and guided me
towards her room. "You never know, this could be fun!"
When we got to her room I found that she had a complete
outfit laid out for me. Lying on the bed were a pair of nylon
panties, a slip, bra, pantyhose, and a dress! I was beginning to
get cold feet but I reminded myself that I could never afford
that leather jacket on my allowance!
"So this is it huh?" I asked. "I have to put on all of this
to get that jacket?"
Mom ignored my question. She gave me the clothes and told
me to go to my room and get started. She'd stop by in a few
minutes to help me. "What do you mean?" I asked. I'm a big boy
now, I've been dressing myself for quite a while remember!" Mom
found that to be very funny! "Wrong!" She said emphatically.
"Tonight you're a big GIRL and believe me you'll need my help!"
Still laughing. she shoved me off towards my room.
Once in my room I looked at the clothes and began to wonder
if the jacket was really worth it but reluctantly began to take
off my clothes. Once I got everything off I picked up the
panties Mom had given me to wear. They had lace all around the
waist and leg openings. When I pulled them on I noticed that
they felt very soft and light, totally different from the boys
underwear I was used to. I got everything adjusted just right
and reached for the pantyhose.
I soon figured that they were like pants with feet so with
just a little work I managed to pull them on. The tag inside of
them said they were "Smooth and Silky" which went a long way
towards explaining the way they felt. Without thinking I found
myself running my hands down my nylon covered legs and thinking
about how nice they felt! Suddenly I snapped back to reality! I
was only doing this to get that jacket. There was just no way
I'd like it! Yet when reaching for the bra I brushed my leg with
my hand and an awful thought came to me. I liked the way the
nylon felt against my skin!
Before I could give any more thought to my plight mom
entered the room. She was pleasantly surprised to see that I had
mastered the pantyhose and was ready for the bra. She took the
bra from me and held it in front of me so I could slip my arms
through it's straps. Once in place she fastened the back hooks.
Next she picked up several pairs of nylons she brought in with
her and stuffed one pair into each side of the bra.
"That's better," she said as she stepped back to look at me.
"No point in overdoing it!"
In my opinion she had already overdone it, the panties and
nylons were bad enough but now it looked like I had boobs! Next
she had me pull a white slip over my head and stand still as she
adjusted the length. Looking down at myself I couldn't believe
that I was standing here all decked out in nylon and lace. Yet
there was no denying it, the slip was trimmed with lace at the
top and bottom and the nylons in the bra made a very feminine
bulge at the chest! I must have been staring at myself longer
than I realized because the next thing I knew Mom was sitting in
the bed smiling!
"So you seem to be enjoying this after all?" Mom asked, a
silly grin on her face.
I was terrified that she might think this was fun for me!
"Get real mom," I shot back. "I'm only putting up with this
to get that leather jacket!"
Mom walked over and put her arm around my waist. Drawing me
close to her she hugged me and said, "Then why were you smiling as
you looked at yourself?"
Mom didn't even give me a chance to deny it, she simply
announced that I should be able to finish dressing by myself then
left the room smiling.
After mom left I picked up the dress and looked at it. It
was nice looking one as dresses go, pale yellow with short
sleeves and elastic around the waist. I slipped the dress over
my head and pulled it down. After I got it straightened out I
buttoned the three buttons at the top and went over to the mirror
to check myself out.
The image in the mirror confused me, I saw what appeared to
be a young girl with a nice figure in a pretty yellow dress.
The dress fit tightly enough on top to show a young woman's
bust line and loose enough to allow the skirt to flare out
slightly! My eyes drifted down to the girls legs and I admired
how nice they looked in nylons!
"All in all not a bad looking girl," I thought to myself.
When I finally looked at the girls head and face I realized
that the cute girl I had been admiring was me! My heart started
pounding and I began to break into a sweat as I realized how
pretty I looked!
Mom walked in to see me standing there ready to cry. "What's
wrong, Mike?" She asked. "I'm sorry if this upset you, I thought
you might enjoy it!
I turned and put my arms around her and buried my face in
her chest.. "Oh mom," I cried, "I look like a girl in these
clothes!"
Mom stepped back and lifted my head and looked into my eyes.
"So?" she asked perplexed. "What did you expect to look like??"
Mom took out a tissue and wiped away my tears. It was
painfully obvious that she just didn't understand!
"Mom, I'm a boy," I said sobbing. I like sports, I like
girls, I shouldn't like looking like a girl!"
Mom smiled and hugged me.
"It's okay sweetie" She said as she held me tightly. "No
one has to know how pretty you look. It'll be our little secret!
Mom sat down on the bed with me and I should just relax and
enjoy myself!
"Come with me." She said taking my hand in hers. "We're
not done yet!
I could only wonder what she had in mind.
We left my room and headed over to mom's. The carpet on my
stocking feet felt so different than when I had socks on!
Another odd feeling was when my legs rubbed together, the feel of
nylon against nylon was terrific!
When we reached mom's room she asked me to sit on her bed
while she helped me with my shoes. I began to plop down as I
usually did when she stopped me.
"Reach behind and smooth out your skirt when you sit down,"
she said this would prevent my skirt from being wrinkled.
"Oh so that's why girls do that," I remarked.
Mom laughed, "Another reason," she explained, "Was to
prevent it from sticking together. That way when you stand up
your underwear doesn't show!"
Somehow that seemed funny to me and I bust out laughing.
Mom smiled and took out a hairbrush. After a little brushing and
teasing she showed me the finished job. I now had fluffed up
hair parted at the front with bangs curling on my forehead!
Mom gave me a close examination.
"I can see you're going to need a lot of work!" She said.
"A lot of work for what mom?" I asked naively.
"To make a proper young lady out of you of course!" She
replied as if it was a no-brainer!
The thought of being turned into a "Proper young lady
terrified me! I was worried that I was doing something really
stupid but couldn't stop!
"But I don't want to be a proper young lady mom!" I objected.
Ignoring me as usual, mom handed me a pair of shiny, black
shoes with a low heel and a thin strap across the ankle. I
slipped my feet into them and fastened the straps. Mom stood in
front of me to catch me in case I stumbled.
"Go ahead and stand up," She said to me. "Let's see how
pretty you look in those shoes!
I stood up with no problem, I guess the heel wasn't that
high. As I began to walk across the room to see how they felt I
noticed something odd. I couldn't walk like I usually did, instead
I had to take smaller steps.
Mom had a big smile as she watched me getting used to the
shoes.
"You seem to have them mastered," She laughed. "Care to
see if you can handle heels?"
She picked out a pair of yellow heels that matched my dress.
"Let's see how good you are now!" She said with a devilish grin.
I took the shoes from her and sat down to change.
As I stood up I realized that I was definitely going to have
a balance problem! Mom just stood there grinning.
"Not so easy being a lady is it?" She asked. "Maybe now
you'll appreciate what females go through to look nice for guys!"
Actually I didn't care what females went through. My only
concern was stopping mom from turning me into one! It took a
moment or two to get my balance but finally I was able to stand
without swaying. To me that was quite an accomplishment, but to
mom it was only the beginning!
"Very good," she said approvingly, "Now try to walk in
them!"
I had only taken two steps when I stumbled. Fortunately mom
was there to catch me.
"I told you they wouldn't be easy!" she laughed. "Now take
small steps, put the front of your foot down first, and sway
your hips a little!"
I took mom's advice and soon I was walking in the heels!
Mom who was beaming proudly at me!
"You should see the way your little butt sways when you walk
Mike," She said gleefully. "You'd drive the boys insane!"
My mind drifted off for a moment and I pictured guys smiling
at me and asking if they could walk me home and carry my books!
Smiling at mom I said, "Sure would be different having
someone do things for me but I don't plan on ever doing this
again! I'm going along with this just to get my jacket and that's
it!"
Mom had a way of ignoring things she didn't think were
important and my opinion was one of those things. Reaching into
her closet she pulled out the gown she had worn when dad took her
to his prom.
"Try this on honey," she giggled, "I've been saving it for
my daughter but you'll do nicely!"
I looked at the gown and felt sick. It was very feminine
looking, a light violet color with outer layer of lace. The
front of it had a lace insert which reached from the shoulders to
the bust line! A sash in deep violet tied around the back to
complete the romantic look!
"I can't wear that mom," I protested. "That's way too
girlish!"
Mom reminded me that I had agreed to do what she wanted and
backing out would cost me the jacket. Feeling trapped I quickly
took the gown and headed for the door to go back to my room but
mom told me to stay there.
"You're going to need help with that young lady," she said.
"You might as well stay here and make it easier for me.
With nowhere to go I unbuttoned the dress I had on and
stepped out of it. I felt very silly to be standing in front of
mom wearing a slip!
Mom went to her dresser and took something out. "Take your
slip and bra off dear," she told me. "You'll need this with that
gown!
I promptly slid the straps from my shoulders and let it fall
to my feet. Stepping out of it I took the item mom held out to
me. It appeared to be a long slip with no straps. Instead it
had a built in bra with elastic around it to keep the slip from
falling down. Mom showed me how to slip my arms out of the bra
straps and twist it around so that I could unhook it. She told
me to use that method to put bras on by myself. I wondered why I
needed to know this since I'd never were another bra?
I undid the bra I was wearing and gave it back to mom. I
stepped into the slip/bra combination and pulled it up around my
chest. The front of the bra part was covered with lace as was
the bottom of the slip. It had lace trimmed side slits which
mom said were there to make it easier to walk in.
Mom took the nylons that were in the cups of the other bra,
quickly rolled them up and stuck them into this one.
"Good girl!" Mom said happily. "You're really beginning to
look nice!"
It struck me as odd that mom had referred to me as a "Young
lady" earlier and had just said "Good girl" to me now. I
wondered if things were getting out of control, mom was referring
to me as a girl and I couldn't stop her. Things were getting out
of control but I'd take care of that later. Right now I just had
to go along to get my jacket!
Mom had me raise my arms so she could slide it over my head
then pulled the gown over my shoulders and waist. Once she got
it just the way she wanted it she stepped behind me and zipped it
up. "You're going to make a lovely young woman in this outfit,"
She said as she tied the sash behind me. "I hope you like it as
much as I did when I wore it!"
When mom had me completely zipped and the sash tied she led
me over to the full length mirror. There in the mirror I saw a
young girl in a beautiful gown! It seemed to hug her body to
show off a developing young woman! It was tighter around the
waist and then flowed out as it reached my hips giving the
illusion of curves! The delicate lace trim above my bust line
gave me the appearance of a sweet and pretty young woman!
Mom was ecstatic over how I looked in her prom dress. I was
growing sicker by the moment!
"You look gorgeous," She gushed. "I just wish you had
someplace to wear it to!"
Mom was just trying to be nice to me but her last remark
brought the world crashing in on me!
"No way mom!" I said breaking free. "There's no way I would
actually wear these clothes in public!"
Mom acted as if it was just a minor problem to be solved in
due time.
"That's okay honey," she said. "We'll figure something out
later."
Her eyes seemed to light up as she said, "Come on, I've got
some other outfits for you to try on!"
We spent the rest of the night as mother and daughter. Mom
found all kinds of pretty clothes for me to wear and I had to try
each and every outfit on! Before we knew it the evening had
flown by and it was time to get some sleep. I took off the final
skirt and top while I ran my bath water. It had been stranger
than I had imagined possible but now it was over. Tomorrow I
would be a boy again, a boy with a great looking leather jacket!
I went to my room took off my slip and bra and put on a
bathrobe. As I went back to the bathroom I saw mom coming out.
She smiled and said that my bath was all ready and she'd set
something out for me to wear. I thought it was nice of her after
all she had put me through! At least I thought so until I went
into the bathroom! Mom had taken her scented bath oil and
poured some in and stepped into the water.
As soon as I sat down I noticed the smell, it reminded me of
one of mom's favorite colognes. Another thing I noticed was how
silky the water had become, I'd never had a bath like this
before! Actually it felt kind of nice!
While I was enjoying (more like "Luxuriating" as the label
said!) my bath mom knocked on the door. "I brought you some
things to wear to bed Mike," she said sweetly. "I'll leave them
on the floor out here. I hope you like them! I wasn't sure what
she meant, I always slept in my underwear and mom knew it. "I'd
check on it after I finished this great bath," I thought to
myself.
After I finished my bath I dried off and wrapped a towel
around my waist. Opening the door I saw what mom had brought for
me. On the floor outside of the bathroom lay a yellow, nylon,
nightgown, a pair of lacy, yellow panties and a pair of her
backless bedroom slippers to match the nightgown and panties!
"One last obstacle before I get my jacket." I thought to myself.
I picked up the clothes and put them on. It upset me the panties
and nightgown felt good but I reminded myself that it would be
over soon and I'd be back to being myself again. I put on the
slippers and went to show mom.
"Well how do I look?" I asked as I entered the room.
Feeling a little playful I twirled around so that my nightgown
flared out showing a little bit of my panties!
Mom laughed and said, "You look lovely dear, just like I
thought you would!"
Mom gave me a hug and good night kiss before I went to my
room. As I was leaving she told me how nice I smelled.
"Just what I always wanted," I thought to myself. "A
perfumed bath, a nightgown and panties. I couldn't wait to have
it over with in the morning.
When I woke up the next morning I was surprised to find
myself in a nightgown and panties. I put on the slippers mom lent
me and went off to have breakfast with her. She seemed very happy
to see I had not taken off the nightgown yet. "You look very
pretty this morning Mike," she said as she prepared breakfast.
Are you ready to pick up your new jacket?"
Ready? How could I not be ready? I had wanted that jacket
ever since I first saw it! I think mom could tell by my huge
grin what the answer was without being told! She set a plate of
pancakes in front of me and excused herself saying she had to get
a few things ready herself. By the time I had finished eating
she returned to say that she had set my clothes out for me.
"Thanks mom," I said, "I'll leave your nightgown on your
bed. After a moments thought I asked, "What should I do with
your underwear?
Mom just smiled at me. "Oh I thought you might like to wear
them a little while longer." She said. "They look so nice on
you!"
I went back to my room thinking mom had gone crazy. I wasn't
about to wear panties, and it didn't matter how nice they looked
on me! When I saw what mom had set out for me to wear I went
nuts! Lying there on my bed was a bra, a pair of white
pantyhose, a half slip, and a very pretty dress which I'd never
seen before!
"Oh mom," I called sarcastically. "I seem to have a problem
with my clothes!
"Mom's grin as she came into my room told me she knew
exactly why I called her!
"Is something wrong honey?" She asked, the picture of innocence.
"Wrong mom," I said, "What makes you think anything could
be wrong?" I pointed to the clothes on my bed.
"You don't really think I'd walk out of the house wearing
those things do you? I asked.
Mom's smile faded and she became very serious. "I thought
it would be fun!" She said. "I wouldn't have put them there if
I hadn't expected you to wear them!"
That clinched it! Mom had completely flipped!
"I can't go out in those things mom." I said.
Mom's expression never changed.
"You promised, remember Mike," she said in a hurt tone of
voice. "You said you'd go along for the weekend if I bought you
that jacket. Have you changed your mind?"
Here I was faced with going out in public in girl's clothes
and mom was acting as if she had a problem! I didn't know what
else to do, I had to have that coat
"All right, mom." I finally said. "But could you at least
tell me what you have in mind?" Mom said she'd explain things as I
got dressed.
I took off my nightgown and picked up the bra.
"Strange," I thought to myself, "This isn't at all like the
one I wore last night."
Mom saw my puzzled expression.
"It's yours," she said as if it was no big deal. "I thought
it would be better if you wore one made for a girl your age!"
She handed me the stockings after I got the bra fastened and
adjusted.
"As a matter a fact, these things are all yours." She told
me. "You wouldn't look right wearing my clothes, these are more for
a girl your age!"
It turns out that mom had planned on taking me shopping as a
girl as soon as I agreed to try dressing up! She went out and
bought a few things for me to wear so I'd look like a thirteen
year old girl! The stockings were of course a perfect fit as
were the slip and dress. The dress was really, mom described it
as a "Floral print" in fall colors. I thought it was just some
brown and orange flowers and stuff, guess I had a lot to learn!
Mom showed me how to unzip it just enough to pull over my
head. That way I could reach the zipper to pull it up the rest
of the way by myself. Useful stuff for a guy to know, right?
When I got the dress on and zipped it up I was surprised at how
nice I looked in it!
Although it really bugged me to admit it mom was right! It
was just right for a girl my age, very figure flattering I think
they say! It ended several inches above my knee's, just like the
girls wore at school. My padded bra gave me just the right sized
chest, and the dress provided curves for my waist and hips. My
slip was the perfect length, the lace at the bottom ended an inch
or two before my dress did so I wouldn't worry about my slip
showing!
"I'm sure you tried hard mom," I said, giving her a kiss on
the cheek. "But I don't see how I'm going to make anyone think
I'm really a girl! One look will show them that Im a boy."
Mom reached down and handed me a pair of low heeled, brown
suede shoes.
As I stepped into them mom said, "Come with me, I'll show you
how were going to do it!"
She led me back to her room and had me sit down at her
dresser. I remembered what she had told me and smoothed the back
of my skirt before I sat down.
"Glad to see you remembered," mom said as I sat down.
"Wouldn't want to have my dress stick up in the back!" I
replied with a grin.
Mom reached over and grabbed her make-up kit.
"This is going to be fun!" She exclaimed as she began to
apply a liquid to my face.
Mom took her time with my make-up saying she wanted it to
look just right. She said girls my age shouldn't wear much
make-up, it made them look like "little tramps!" "No daughter of
mine is going to look that way!" She vowed.
"Uh mom," I interrupted, "You don't have a daughter,
remember?"
Mom stopped for a moment to admire her handiwork, "I do now!"
she replied.
"Me and my big mouth!" I thought.
It took mom about twenty minutes or so to do my make-up.
She happily explained what she was using and how as she worked.
First she applied the liquid, ("Foundation," she called it, sort
of like a base coat in painting!), next came powder, (to set the
foundation and take away any shine.), just a little blush to
bring out the color in my cheeks, brown eyeshadow to match the
colors in my dress, then a coral lipstick ("Subdued but pretty,"
she said) .
She finally pronounced me done and let me look in the
mirror. I looked very nice, a pretty dress, nice figure, cute
face, but I still looked like a boy!
"Nice try mom," I said, "But my hair won't stay the way you
fixed it last night. Sorry."
I started to get up but mom put her hand on my shoulder.
"Sit down young lady," she said. "You're not done yet!"
Mom picked up what appeared to be a long lock of hair (a
"fall" she said.) and put it against my head.
"Good thing we've got the same shade of hair," she said as
she began to fasten it to my own hair. In just a few minutes she
was done and then I got to see what I was to finally look like!
Gone was the boy in the pretty dress and make-up. He had
been replaced by a pretty girl with wavy, shoulder length hair
and bangs! I was amazed, I really looked pretty!
"Mom!" I yelled, scared out of my wits at what I saw. "Look
what you've done! I look like a girl!" Mom didn't seem to be in
the least upset over my appearance. Actually she was beaming
with pride in her daughter!
"Well," mom asked. "Do we have a deal? Are you willing to
go shopping as a girl now?"
I couldn't back out now, mom had certainly made sure I
wouldn't be recognized!
"I'm going to hate myself," I said, "But I'll be your
daughter today!"
Mom smiled and picked up a gold necklace a pair of clip on
earrings she had bought for her "Daughter." I held the necklace
in place as she fastened it around my neck. Next she clipped the
earrings on me then sprayed me with musk cologne that girls at
school were wearing. She handed me a girl's purse with some
make-up and cologne in it.
"Dont forget your purse sweetheart," she said with a smile.
"You might want to touch up your make-up in the Ladies room at
the mall!"
As we headed for the garage mom said, "I don't want you
flirting with the boys while we're shopping, young lady." I told
her that boys were the farthest thing from my mind. Mom just
chuckled. "I have a feeling they won't be feeing the same way
about you though!"
I hadn't thought about boys and I had no idea what I'd do if
a boy approached me. Mom told that if a boy did start talking to
me that I should relax and treat him the way I'd want a girl to
treat me. I said I'd try but couldn't promise anything. It just
seemed silly that any boy would be interested in me!
As we were leaving mom said that she had decided to go to a
mall further away than usual. She felt this would lessen any
chance of someone knowing us. Also she said that it didn't seem
right to call a pretty girl by a boy's name, therefore I would
become her daughter "Kristen!"
I thought Kristen was as good a name as any and mom made
sure I got used to hearing it as we drove to the mall!
Mom and I talked non-stop all the way to the mall.
Actually, I did most of the talking. I was so excited that mom
couldn't get a word in edgewise! I was constantly checking
myself in the car's vanity mirror. I wanted to make sure my
make-up and hair were perfect!
I didn't care though. I had a stomach full of butterflies
and need to be sure!
"Sorry mom," I said nervously, "I just want to make sure I
look like a girl.
Mom patted me on the hand as she drove. "I understand
Kristen," she said. "But you'll have to trust me. You're an
average teen-age girl! No one would ever believe you're really a
boy!
I felt better hearing that from mom but still stole
occasional glances at the mirror.
We finally arrived at a mall about thirty minutes from where
we lived. No one at school ever talked about this place so I
thought we'd be safe. Still if mom had only parked closer to the
entrance! I slid my legs to the side as mom had shown me and
stepped out to greet the world as Kristen!
I thought the sound of my heels was going to make everyone
we passed stop and stare at me. I soon found out that mom was
right, people never looked at me twice. Everyone we passed
walked by as if there was nothing wrong!
I began to relax and enjoy myself as we walked into the
mall. Soon the butterflies were gone and mom and I were having a
wonderful time! Our first stop of course was the department
store to buy my jacket! I was thrilled to find an entire rack of
jackets to choose from and couldn't wait to find my size.
Mom stopped me and reminded me that it wouldn't be right for
a girl to have such an interest in guy's jackets. I had to wait
patiently while she picked one out in my size. I was heartbroken
to have to wait until we got home to try it on.
Mom suggested that we spend a little time and shop around.
By then I was feeling pretty confident in the way I looked so I
agreed. Little did I know that mom wanted to shop for clothes
for Kristen! Mom made straight for the Junior dress department
with me tagging along as fast as I could.
"Where are we going now mom?" I asked.
Mom never even looked back; she just kept walking towards
the dresses.
Once we reached mom's target she began to pull out dresses
and ask my opinion of them. Most were really cute but I couldn't
see the need for them.
"Why bother mom," I asked quietly. "I don't need any more
clothes!" This time mom acted as if I had lost my marbles.
"You can never have too many pretty outfits Kristen," she
replied calmly.
Handing me a short sleeved pink dress she said, "Hold this
while I look for some others. No point in only taking one dress
to try on!"
I was getting a little worried now. I had started this as a
means to get a jacket and it looked as though I was going to end
up with a new wardrobe! What was I supposed to do?
I was standing in the middle of the girls dress department
looking like a teen-age girl. I couldn't very well say "Enough
dresses mom, I'm a boy remember!"
All I could do was to go along for the ride! Before too
long I was standing in my slip preparing to try on six different
outfits!
I was pulling the pink dress down over my slip when the
curtain opened. A saleswoman poked her head in and asked if I
needed any help. I smiled sweetly and asked if she could zip me
up. The woman helped me pull the dress the rest of the way down
and then zipped it up for me. She smiled at me and told me how
pretty I looked and asked if the dress was for a special
occasion. I told her that mom had just decided to pick me up a
few new dresses.
As she left the woman said, "You're lucky, with your looks
and figure, you'll look great in anything!"
By now mom was wondering what had happened to me. She saw
the saleswoman leaving and asked me if everything was okay. When
I told her what had happened she laughed.
"See," she said. "Didn't I tell you how pretty you looked!"
Mom's remark barely helped calm my heart which was beating
wildly, that saleswoman had scared me half to death! Yet I felt
a sense of calm knowing that she had really thought that I was a
girl!
By the time we finished with the dresses I had tried on
about twenty of them in all sorts of styles! I was having a
great time picking out all sorts of different dresses, skirts,
and tops! Soon mom just stood back and let me pick out the
clothes I wanted to try on! There were so many different styles
that I had a hard time deciding which ones to try!
When I finished trying on outfits and had changed into my
own dress I saw mom at the cash register. I was now the proud
(?) owner of three new dresses along with several skirts and
tops!
As we left the cash register area I asked mom why she had
bought them.
"I thought they were the prettiest of all that you tried
on," was her matter of fact response!
"But mom," I said panicky, "How do I explain them to dad?"
Mom told me she'd keep my dresses in her closet. "I could
wear them on special occasions," she advised me! I was really
worried now. What possible "Special occasions" would I want to
wear a dress for? This had started out as a harmless game but
mom was taking it far too seriously!
I tried not to think of it! I followed mom to our next
stop. I soon found myself starting at a rack of lace trimmed
panties on little hangers!
"I can't wear these" I whispered to mom. "What if someone
see them on me?"
Mom confidently picked out several pairs and put them into
our cart. "And since when do you show other people your
underwear?" She asked.
It was a good point. I wasn't in the habit of showing off
my underwear to people. Also I'd only be wearing them with my
"Special Occasion" outfits, right? Once again mom's strange
logic won the argument for her! Mom also decided to pick up a
few packs of regular panties for 'everyday wear,' she said! I
was afraid to ask what she meant by that!
Before we finished I had some of the prettiest panties a
girl could want, two new half slips in pink and yellow, three new
padded bras, and several pairs of stockings! I hated to imagine
what might happen if someone opened my underwear drawer and saw
all of my lingerie!
Mom gave me pointers on how to act more ladylike throughout
the day. I learned how to walk, stand and sit like a girl! Mom
seemed very happy with my progress, often complimenting me on my
actions.
After we finished with lingerie we went over to the
sportswear department. Mom said that she decided I wouldn't look
right wearing her long skirt for my class play. Soon I was
trying on a pretty blue denim mini skirt just like the one Jim
wore!
Mom seemed as pleased as I was when I modeled the skirt for her.
It was a little shorter than the dress I had been wearing so I
had to pull up my slip a little bit. I picked out a cute, Peach
colored, pullover top to wear with it and mom found me a pretty
white blouse for the play! Mom told me that I had great looking
legs and should wear mini skirts more often. I wasn't sure how I
was supposed to manage that but she was right. I can honestly
say that I looked great!
By the time we left that store mom had spent almost two
hundred dollars on girl's clothes for me. She told me not to
worry, she'd find a way for me to make use of them! I hated to
see mom spend so much money but she seemed so happy to be
shopping with me. I was a little worried about getting in over
my head but then I remembered how nice it felt to be dressed up
and kept shopping!
When we finished shopping mom suggested that we stop for
lunch. That seemed like a great idea to me but I had a problem
which needed to be taken care of. I had to use the bathroom and
fast! While mom was checking out I asked the sales clerk where
the rest rooms were.
She smiled and pointed behind me. "The Ladies room is back
there miss!"
"Miss?" Then it hit me! I was going to have to use the
Ladies bathroom!
Mom looked at me and grinned. "Go ahead Kristen," she said.
"I'll wait here for you!"
I was stuck! I couldn't wait any longer and dressed as I
was I couldn't use the men's room! Accepting my fate I set off
to the ladies room!
I hesitated before entering but my bladder wouldn't wait. I
gently eased the door open and entered the room. Several women
were at a mirror doing their hair and make-up. Smiling as I
passed I entered a stall and quickly locked the door behind me!
I lifted my dress and slip, pulled down my stockings and
panties and sat down. I had passed a major test in being
Kristen! I had been accepted as a girl in a ladies rest room! It
had been so easy that I couldn't understand why I had been
afraid. Mom had done a terrific job of turning me into a girl!
My need taken care of I pulled my panties and nylons up, adjusted
my dress and left the stall. I decided to take mom's advice and
began to touch up my make-up. Mom had told me to make sure I
didn't over do it. I was, she told me, still too young to use
much make-up!
I touched up my lipstick, brushed my hair, picked up my
purse and left. Mom was waiting back at the check-out and smiled
when she saw me.
"Was everything okay sweetheart?" She asked.
"Sure mom," I giggled. "Shouldn't it have been?"
Mom took a playful whack at me. "I love you Kristen," she said.
I put my arm around her waist and squeezed her. "I love you
too mom!" I giggled.
We went out to a small restaurant for lunch and then it was
back to the mall! I never realized how much women liked to shop
before. I had heard girls talk about it but never knew why they
took so much time! Today I figured it out. There was just so
much to choose from that no girl could possibly pick out an
outfit in a short time!
I was thrilled by all of the pretty styles and colors that I
had to choose from! As Mike I had the option of a shirt and
slacks, period! As Kristen, I had many decisions to make for
what I wore. If I decided on a skirt I had to decide on long,
medium or short.
Would I wear a dressy skirt or something more casual? If I
wore a skirt I'd also need a top. Once again, dressy or casual!
Did I even want to wear a skirt and top? Maybe I'd pick a dress
to wear; then I wouldn't have to worry about what top to wear!
Who knows I might even feel like wearing slacks, then I
didn't need to worry about stockings! Life as a girl had so many
options!
Mom and I walked around the mall until she came to a shop
that sold housewares. I wasn't interested so I told her I'd just
sit out in front and wait for her. She asked if I was sure I'd
be okay and I told her I'd be fine. I was so into being Kristen
that I never considered why she might have asked!
It didn't take long before I was spotted by a couple of
teen-age boys cruising the mall! Before I knew it they were
sitting near me, laughing and acting silly! I realized that they
were trying to attract my attention! These guys thought they had
a cute girl in sight and were moving in for the kill!
Within minutes the bravest of them approached me.
"Hi," he said smiling at me. "Are you new around here?"
I knew it was an ice breaking line but the guy seemed nice.
"Hi," I said flashing him a smile. "I'm doing some shopping
with my mom. We're not from around here."
Before I knew it I was carrying on a conversation with this
kid! He told me his name was Rice and that he was a sophomore at
the local high school. He and his friends liked to hang around
the mall on Saturdays for fun. I introduced myself as Kristen,
told him I was in the eight grade and had never been here before.
Rick talked to me until mom came out of the store. She strolled
over to where my new friend and I were and said hello.
"Hi mom," I said cheerfully. "This is Rick, he's a tenth
grader at the local high school." Mom was very pleasant to Rick
and he turned out to be very sweet and polite to her. When mom
told me it was time to go Rick asked if he and I could go to the
snack bar while she shopped. Mom smiled at me and said it was
okay with her if I wanted to!
Rick looked at me. "Come on Kristen," he said anxiously.
"Let me treat you to a Coke, okay?"
I was tired of running around with mom anyway and this guy
was going to treat me to a cold drink. How could I say no? Mom
said she'd meet us at the snack bar and off I went with my new
friend! As I looked back at mom I could see her break into a
wide grin! Her daughter had found a boyfriend!
Rick was very nice. He told me how pretty I looked in my
dress and said that he liked the way I did my hair! I couldn't
believe how good he was making me feel!
We spent nearly an hour sitting there sipping Cokes and
munching pizza. I didn't care if I was a boy in a dress, I
enjoyed the way he made me feel! We talked about school and
hobbies. Luckily for me one of my favorite hobbies was roller
skating.
I don't know how Rick would have enjoyed talking about my
playing second base for a boy's baseball team! Soon our time was
up and mom returned. Rick asked if he could have my phone number
but I told him mom didn't allow boys to call me yet! He seemed
disappointed but recovered quickly enough to suggest we go roller
skating on Sunday!
Mom politely declined for me saying that I was still too
young to date. Rick seemed bummed out by the news but smiled and
said that he was still happy to have gotten to know me.
I couldn't believe the effect I had on this guy. Here I
was, pretending to be a girl and this kid wanted to date me! Mom
told me that I should expect this sort of thing to happen. After
all I did look pretty in my dress and nylons! "Nothing gets a
boy worked up faster than seeing a pretty girl in a dress" Mom
said with a wink!
We called it a day and went back to the car. I was sort of
sad to have to leave but mom said that we got what we came to
buy.
"That was true," I thought to myself. I got the jacket I
wanted plus the beginnings of a gorgeous wardrobe.
When we finally got back home mom helped me put my things
away. She kept my dresses in her closet but told me to put my
lingerie in with my regular clothes.
"But what if Dad sees them?" I asked. Mom said not to
worry, dad was much too busy to go looking through my stuff.
I spent the rest of the day as Kristen, looking at clothing
catalogues with mom and admiring the pretty outfits. Mom told me
that I'd have to forget about kristen for a while since dad would
be home tomorrow. Noting that I seemed sad she said that I could
wear panties under my slacks if I wanted to, I hurried to take a
bath pouring the scented bath oil into the tub! I sat back to
remember a weekend I never would have thought possible! Just a
few short days ago I had been shocked to see my best friend
dressed as a girl.
He had dressed in his own home and I thought he was crazy.
Yet I had just spent an entire day shopping as Kristen! I
wondered what I'd say to Jim on Monday and how I'd act when dad
came home. All of this because I had wanted a leather jacket bad
enough to let my mother turn me into a girl for a day!
The next morning I got up and had breakfast as if nothing
had happened. Dad was home by then and asked how everything went
while he was gone. I told him that it had been a pretty quiet
week but that I was glad he was home. Dad smiled at me, "Mom tells
me you landed a part in your class play!" He said. "I'll bet
you're happy about that!" I just stared at him. "Everyone got a
part dad," I explained. "Some kids got better parts than others
though!"
Dad didnt appear to understand.
"What kind of part did you get?" He asked, trying to keep
the conversation alive. It seemed that mom hadn't filled him in
on everything so I thought I might as well get it over with. I
told him about how we would be doing our section on the western
United States. I tried not to go into too much detail but dad
wanted to know everything. Unfortunately everything included the
dance section too! "I get to be one of the dancers." I sighed.
"Mom promised to help me with my costume!"
Dad just wouldn't leave well enough alone though.
"What kind of costume do you need for western dancing" He
asked. "A pair of jeans, a checkered shirt. Doesn't seem that
hard to me!"
Mom had been sitting there quietly, just looking at me with
a stupid grin. I hoped she'd just keep quiet but my luck had run
out!
"Actually dear," she said smiling. "Mike needs a white
blouse and a denim skirt. He'll be one of the girls!"
Dad broke into laughter! "You have to wear a skirt?" Dad
was laughing so hard tears were running down his cheeks! "I can
hardly wait to see this play!"
Dad seemed to find my situation hilariously funny. I'm not
sure I appreciated his sense of humor though. After all I had to
be the one wearing the skirt! When dad finished laughing he told
me to do my best for the play. He said he was sure that mom
would help all that she could. Mom was only to happy to
volunteer that she was loaning me a denim skirt and white top.
"Wait until you see how he looks," she said. "He'll be the
cutest girl in the play!"
"Why wait," asked dad. "Mike, go try on your costume. I
want to see how you'll look!"
The last thing I wanted to do was to model a skirt for my
dad but he and mom insisted so I went to change. I got the skirt
and top from mom's closet and went to change. Without thinking I
took off my pajamas and put on the clothes. Feeling very silly I
went back to show dad.
"Not bad," dad said. "I'm sure mom will help fix you up
for the play though!"
Mom said that she'd make sure I looked good and told me to
get changed. Relieved to have finally told dad I changed into a
shirt and jeans. The rest of the day went without any problems.
Dad never mentioned the play again and I hoped that with any luck
he'd be out of town when it was put on.
The next morning I was getting ready for school when just
for the heck of it I decided to wear panties. I reached to the
very back of my drawer and pulled out a pair of pink, 'Everyday'
panties mom had bought me. As I pulled them on I couldn't help
smiling! They felt so good and I thought it would be fun to have
a little secret no one could guess! I pulled my pants and shirt
on and went down for breakfast.
Mom noticed the smile on my face and asked what was up. Dad
was sitting there so I couldn't come out and tell her that I was
wearing panties. I just told her that I felt in a good mood this
morning and left it at that. I finished breakfast, said good-bye
to her and dad and left for school.
On the way to school Jim and I talked about the play. Jim was
anxious for our music class, he thought it was fun learning to
dance as a girl! When I agreed that it was getting to be fun Jim
seemed relieved. I didn't want to talk about it anymore though, I
wasn't sure how much I could really tell him.
I forgot all about my underwear until I had to use the
restroom at school. I was puzzled at first by the feel of my
panties but quickly remembered what I was wearing. It seemed
funny to me that I had more in common with the girls in my music
class than just the play!
I really enjoyed music class that day, we were getting more
into the dancing and I was really getting good at it! Best of
all the girls were really nice to Jim and me, we had gotten to be
friends with several of the prettiest girls in class! I couldn't
wait for chance to ask them out!
That night I told mom and dad that maybe it wouldn't be too
bad being in the play. At least I met some good looking girls.
Dad asked if we were being teased by the other guys for our
parts. I told him that instead of teasing us they were being
even nicer! They wanted us to introduce them to some of the
girls!
Dad seemed relieved that I was taking it so well and kept
saying that he couldn't wait to see the play!
The weeks seemed to fly by and soon it was time to put on
the play. We were told to meet that evening in costume so we
could save time. That was okay with me, I didn't care for the idea
of putting on my skirt in front of the other guys!
That evening mom told me to take a bath and get ready.
After I finished my bath I put on a robe and went back to my room
to get dressed. Mom met me in the hall and said that she'd laid
out my clothes for me. When I saw what was on my bed I almost
died! Not only had mom set out my new skirt and top but she had
also laid out a pair of my prettiest panties, a half slip and
stockings! I stood there in shock for a moment until I heard mom
behind me.
"Hurry up Kristen," she said in a low voice. "I set out
some things I thought you'd enjoy!
I tried to tell her that I couldn't wear those things,
afraid someone would notice. Mom refused to listen though. She
kept saying that everything would be fine. She said that I'd
need the stockings to look just right and that the slip would
keep my skirt from sticking to me. The panties, she said with a
laugh, were just to make me fell more relaxed!
I couldn't imagine how I'd relax knowing that I was wearing
panties and a slip but mom insisted. After she left I quickly
locked my door and began dressing.
The panties were a real pretty peach color with a lace
panel in the front. I quickly slipped them on and pulled on my
stockings took an extra moment to admire my legs in the mirror
before pulling on my slip. I sort of wondered how mom had
overlooked giving me a bra to wear but I was grateful for small
miracles!
I pulled on my skirt, tucked in my blouse and checked to
make sure my slip didn't show. Satisfied that all was well I
finished zipping up my skirt and buttoned it. Stepping into a
pair of mom's black flats I took another look in the mirror. My
hair made me look like a boy but I was sure mom would take care
of that. Mom sat me in front of her dresser and after several
minutes of brushing, teasing, and hair spray she let me see how I
looked. I didn't look much like a boy anymore but was nowhere
near as pretty as I looked as Kristen. I thought mom would make
me wear her hair-piece again but she said it would attract too
much attention. I was happy I wouldn't have to explain showing
up with long wavy hair!
Mom and I left the bedroom and went into the living room to
show dad how I looked. He looked at me, smiled, and let out a
whistle. I was slightly embarrassed at his definite approval but
for some reason I liked it!
Dad walked over to me and jokingly told me that I'd be a real
heartbreaker and to watch out for the boys!
"That's silly dad," I said laughing. "All the other guys
know I had to do this. I doubt they'll be a problem!"
Dad just smiled and said, "I don't know, you're an awfully
cute girl you know!"
Before dad could continue teasing me mom insisted we had to
leave for the play. I wished that I could thank dad for the
compliments but thought that might cause some problems. Mom gave
me one of her jackets and we headed for our car. Dad opened and
held moms door for her then smiled and did the same for me. I
knew he was just fooling around but I smiled and thanked him
anyway. I tucked my skirt beneath me as I sat down then swung my
legs into the car the way mom had taught me. Dad looked at me
strangely then gently closed my door!
When we finally got to school Jim and his family were also
arriving. Jim looked cute in his sisters skirt and top and he
kept telling me how nice I looked. I suppose it was nice of Jim
to compliment me but I was worried that it might lead to
problems. I wanted to shove something into his mouth to shut him
up but it was too late.
Jim looked at my skirt and said that he thought I looked
great in a mini-skirt! He asked where I had gotten my skirt
since mom said she didn't have one. I told him that mom had found
one in her closet and hoped he'd shut up but he was acting as if
we were two girls discussing our outfits. Luckily for me dad
didn't seem to be paying attention to what Jim was saying.
Once inside Jim and I went to meet the other kids before we
went on stage. A couple of guys whistled at us when we walked up
and we put our hands on our hips and swung our butts. The guys
laughed and whistled some more as we kept joking around. A
couple of the girls that we had become friends with told us how
nice we looked and it was then that I noticed that Jim and I
looked just like the other girls. At least Mrs. Sloan would be
happy!!
Before I knew it we were going on stage for the play. I was
doing my best to keep calm, hoping that it would all be over
soon. The dance scene went very well, my partner turned out to
be one of my friends which made me feel much better. When we had
finished our routine the boys lined up on one side and the girls
on another. Our teacher gave us the cue and the boys bowed while
we girls curtsied. All I could think about was that I hoped my
slip didn't show and that I was glad to be done.
We left the stage and sat down to watch the rest of the
play. Several minutes later I was horrified to glance down and
notice that I had crossed my legs just like the other girls! I
quickly uncrossed them and hoped no one had noticed. I guess
mom's teaching me to act like a girl had really sunk in!
Several of the girls were whispering to each other and
glancing over at me. Finally one of them came over and asked if
I'd do her a favor. Kathy was really cute and without a thought
I agreed. Just my luck, I had agreed to accompany her on-stage
to present our teacher with a bouquet of flowers!
I couldn't back out, I had become friendly with Kathy during
the last few weeks and didn't want to make her mad. She seemed
happy that I agreed and told me that I'd hand Mrs. Sloan the
flowers while she read a little speech. There was nothing for me
to do but smile and promise to do my best. This play was causing
me more problems all the time. I was glad it was over thinking
that maybe now things would get back to normal!
After the other classes finished their parts my friend Kathy
and I went backstage to prepare for our presentation. As
promised Kathy gave me the flowers and we walked on-stage as Mrs.
Sloan was called up. Kathy read a little speech thanking Mrs.
Sloan while I stood in the background trying to be invisible. In
what seemed like a split second Kathy was motioning me to come
forward with the flowers. I felt very silly cradling a bouquet
of flowers in my arms and was only too happy to give them to Mrs.
Sloan. She thanked Kathy and me and gave each of us a hug. When
my turn came she put her arms around me and thanked me.
"You look very pretty Mike," she whispered. "Thank you for
doing this."
I followed Kathy back to our seats and without thinking I
tucked my skirt under as I sat down and folded my legs. Luckily
for me only Jim noticed what I had done. Unluckily he made sure
to bring it up to me later!
As we were getting ready to leave Jim's mom suggested that
we stop at a local fast food shop for a quick bite to eat.
Assuming that we'd stop at home to change first I quickly agreed,
I never passed up a chance for a burger and fries!
I left mom and dad to settle things with Jim's mom and
quickly hopped into the car. It wasn't long before I noticed
that we missed the turn that would have taken us home. We were
headed straight for the restaurant with Jim and me still in
skirts!
"Excuse me dad," I asked hesitantly. "Shouldn't we stop
home first so I can get changed?"
Dad laughed, "No Mike," he said. "We decided it would take
too long for you two to change so just try to make the best of
it!"
I was terrified! I didn't mind spending an entire day
shopping as Kristen but I looked like a girl then. I couldn't
imagine anyone really believing I was a girl tonight! Mom looked
back and winked at me.
"You and Jim look very cute tonight honey," she told me.
"Trust me no one will look at you twice!"
I thought I could act like I did at the mall but I was
afraid to do that around dad. What would he think of me if I
acted like a girl around him? Before I could worry about it we
pulled into the restaurant parking lot. Dad parked next to Jim's
mom and got out first. He walked around and opened mom's door
for her then before I could reach for the handle he opened mine.
Dad smiled as I stepped out of the car. "Just think of it
as part of your class play Mike, you'll do just fine."
What could I do, I was standing in a parking lot wearing a
skirt, blouse, stockings, and a pair of women's shoes. There was
nowhere else to go and I was hungry. Mom brushed my hair and
gave me an extra purse she just happened to have with her. I
looked over to Jim thinking that at least I wouldn't be alone in
my misery. Wrong! Jim was standing there with a stupid grin on
his face!
"Isn't this great Mike!" He asked as he walked over to me.
"Everyone's going to think we're really girls!"
"Let's hope so Jim," I said quietly. "Otherwise we'd better
not go back to school on Monday!"
Our families were already headed for the door so we hurried
to catch up to them. As we approached the door dad held it open
and waved us through. Dad looked at me quizzically then asked
mom where I got the purse. Mom just brushed him off saying that
she had meant to give it away but left it in the car. Dad seemed
to believe her, at least he didn't ask any more questions.
"Right this way girls," he said with a laugh. "Ladies
before gentlemen!"
Inside we took a few minutes to decide what to order. I
wanted a triple cheeseburger, a large order of fries, and a large
Coke. Mom quietly told me that I was a young lady tonight and
would eat like one. I ended up with a cheeseburger and a small
coke.
Dad and Jim's mom went to order while the rest of us sat
down. Heather giggled as Jim gently tucked his skirt under him
and slid into the booth. Jim's movements were so smooth and
feminine he made me jealous. I looked at him, smiled, then slid
into the booth as gracefully as I could.
Heather sat down next to JIm and laughed. "You girls are making
me feel like a truck driver!"
"Sorry Heather," Jim said giggling. "I didn't realize I was
showing you up!"
Dad and Jim's mom came back with our food just then and dad
wanted to know what we ladies were laughing about. Mom of course
just had to explain that Jim was so feminine that she and
Heather felt like a couple of guys! Maybe I was wrong but Jim's
mom smiled as if she were proud of Jim's mannerisms.
Looking at mom I noticed that she was looking at me as if
she was happy with our little charade! If I only looked more
like a girl this could be fun! Dad seemed kind of confused, he
just looked at me for a moment, shrugged his shoulders and sat
down. We finished our meal then walked back to our cars to go
home. I was amazed, another outing as Kristen and no one seemed
to notice me! Was it possible that I looked and acted that much
like a girl?
During the drive home I decided to ask mom if I could spend
some time as Kristen sometime soon! I was having fun fooling
everyone and wondered how well I could do. When we got home I
plopped down on the couch, kicked off the shoes I wore and
propped my feet on the coffee table. Dad walked into the room
and sat down beside me. He gently slapped my leg and told me to
sit like a lady. I automatically took my feet down, sat up
straight, and put my legs together.
"You did that quite well Mike," dad said to me. "How'd you
learn to act so much like a girl?"
I explained that mom had taught me a few things to make sure
I didn't screw up for the play. Dad smiled, pulled me close for
a hug and said that I had obviously learned my lessons well. I
wasn't sure how to take that but didn't want to start trouble. I
hugged dad and said thanks then pretended to be interested in a
movie until he left.
Things were different after that. Mom insisted that I spend
more time helping around the house and running errands for her.
If dad wasn't in the room she might point out a dress or some
other outfit in an advertisement and ask my opinion of it.
Needless to say she never asked my opinion of any guys clothes.
One day after school I asked mom if she'd mind if I could get
dressed up until dad came home from work. Mom was delighted that
I'd want to get dressed up again! She told me to pick out
something pretty and she'd do my hair again. I rushed to my room
and began to get changed.
I began searching my dresser drawer for just the right pair
of panties to wear. It had been several weeks since the play and
I felt like I just had to wear the prettiest panties I could
find. That wasn't easy since mom had taken a lot of trouble to
pick out my 'Special Occasion' panties and they were all
beautiful. I finally decided on a pair of baby blue panties with
a lace waistband. I picked out a pretty half slip that matched
the color of my panties, a pair of white pantyhose, and one of my
padded bras.
I practically tore off the clothes I had worn to school and
began to get dressed. It felt great to put panties on again and
my legs looked so pretty in my sheer, white stockings. I steeped
into my slip and went to get mom's help with my bra and to pick a
dress from her closet. Mom hugged me when she saw me and asked
if I liked wearing girls underwear.
"I just can't believe how easy it is to be a girl," I said
offhandedly. "Actually it's not that bad!"
Mom just laughed, "I knew you'd enjoy dressing like a girl
once you got used to it!" she said. "But believe me it's not as
easy as you think!"
She went to the back of her closet and picked a dress. It
was dark blue with white eyelet trim at the collar and sleeves.
It was made of some sort of silky material that made me feel so
much like a girl!
I unzipped it just enough so that I could pull it over my
head then reached behind me to zip it to the top.
"Good girl Kristen!" Mom said proudly, "You remembered how
to zip your dress!"
"I told you it was easy!" I said. That was probably the
wrong thing to say!
"If you think it's that easy then you wouldn't mind finding
out, would you ?" Mom asked.
I didn't know what mom had in mind but once again I shot my
mouth off and told her it wasn't that hard to be a girl. She
just smiled and said she hoped I'd find out!
I found my suede shoes in the bottom of a pile of moms shoes
and stepped into them. No sooner had I put them on then I began
to have memories of my debut as Kristen! I thought I had done
such a great job, even fooling another boy. I finished dressing
and went to see mom.
Mom asked me if I'd help her straighten up and set the table
for dinner. As Mike I had never wanted to be bothered with what
I had considered work for girls but now as Kristen I was happy to
help! In no time at all we had cleaned the kitchen and set the
table for dinner. When we finished mom and I went into the
living room to talk. We spent a long time talking about how I
felt wearing girls clothes and if it bothered me. Mom promised
that she'd forget all about it if I wanted to.
I took a while to think about it. Part of me felt silly
wearing girls clothes and pretending to be Kristen but another
part of me was having a really fun time! I knew that if anyone
ever found out about kristen I'd be laughed out of school yet I
sort of liked the way my panties and nylons felt and I really
liked the way mom was treating me. Since I had tried my first
dress on mom and I seemed closer than ever. We laughed and
talked about everything and just had a terrific time!
I told mom how I felt about dressing up and that I was
afraid people would laugh at me. She said that no one needed to
know that I liked to dress up like a girl. She'd keep my dresses
and stuff out of sight and only she and I would know about them.
With that settled my only problem was that it didn't seem right
for me to wear girls clothes. Mom said that as long as I wasn't
hurting anyone she really didn't see anything wrong. Then she
looked at me and said that her and dad had always wanted to have
two kids but after I was born they found that they couldn't have
any more. Mom said that they wanted a boy and a girl but would
never be able to have the girl.
That pretty much sold me. I decided that I wasn't hurting
anyone, no one would ever know , and it would make mom happy so I
would continue to be her daughter Krsiten!
After I told mom she gave me a big hug and kiss. She
promised that she'd help me learn to dress and act like a girl so
that no one would know I was a boy and that we'd have lot's of fun
going shopping as mother and daughter. I was glad she was happy
and I was sort of happy too but I still worried about dad's
finding out.
I snuggled close to mom and we looked at pretty outfits in a
catalogue. Mom and I had a great time looking at all of the
pretty dresses but soon I had to change before dad got home.
Before I got up however I leaned close to mom and gave her a big
kiss on the cheek.
"Wow!" Said mom, clearly surprised at my affectionate
attitude. "What did I do to deserve that?"
"That was for showing me how much fun I could have as a
girl!" I said.
As I was leaving mom suggested that I leave my panties and
stockings on under my boys clothes. She said she thought it
would make me feel better. I wasn't going to argue with her, I
thought it was fantastic idea too! Hurrying to my room I took
out mom's hair-piece, stepped out of my dress and slip, and
removed my bra. I pulled my jeans and top on over my stockings
and put on socks to hide them.
Later at dinner I noticed that I got the funniest felling
when I moved in my chair. The panties and stockings I was
wearing would rub against my butt and send a tingling feeling up
and down my spine. I managed to be very helpful and pass all
kinds of things around the table that evening!
When I got ready for my bath that night mom handed me a bar
of soap and asked me to take it in with me. I looked at the soap
and smiled. The label said it was a beauty bar designed to keep a
woman's skin soft and smooth. I finished reading the label and
looked up to see mom smiling at me.
"Just a little something for us girls!" she said. "Set it
on the side, we wouldn't want dad using it!"
I took the soap in with me and while I was filling the rub I
unwrapped it and set it on the side of the tub where mom kept her
stuff. It had a very nice smell to it and was rounded instead of
squared off like our usual soap. I got into the tub and instead
of reaching for the regular soap I decided to try mom's. It was
terrific, leaving me feeling as smooth and silky as if I had used
mom's bath oil! I decided to use this soap whenever I could!
I had been due for a haircut someone time back but mom
insisted that I wait. Sometimes when dad was out of town mom
would show me how to make it look pretty. Even though my hair
was long for a boy I kept it neat and a few of my friends were
letting theirs grow too! I wondered if they'd also be sitting
down having their moms fix it into a pretty style too!
One afternoon after school mom asked if I'd like to try
being a girl around kids my own age. I thought it would be a
blast so I quickly agreed! Mom explained that dad would be out
of town that weekend and that she thought I might like to try
roller skating as a girl! I had a pretty good idea what she had
in mind so I asked just where we would go.
Mom laughed and said she knew a place not far from the mall
we had gone to. She wondered how I'd handle attention from boys.
"Any boy in particular mom?" I asked.
Mom acted as if she didn't know what I meant.
"You never know who you'll run into !" she chuckled.
Dad went out of town on Friday so when I got home from
school I immediately changed into girls clothes. I spent the
evening getting pointers on acting like a girl. I learned more
about how to walk and do simple things in a feminine way. Mom
taught me to sit down slowly and cross my legs even if I was
wearing slacks. She said that was the way young ladies sat and
she expected her daughter to act the same way. I soon realized
that I had a lot to remember if I was to be a girl. It wouldn't
be as easy as I thought since I never knew all of these things.
When it was time for bed I ran my bath water and while I was
undressing added a little scented bath oil just for kicks! It
was a great bath, so nice and warm. When I finished I felt very
smooth and smelled so nice!
I pulled on a pair of bright red panties I had picked out,
they seemed pretty and I really felt like a girl in them. I
slipped a pink flannel nightgown over my head and pulled it down
around me. Ever since I had agreed to keep dressing as Kristen
mom had been picking up clothes for me whenever she had a chance
I had several pretty dresses, a couple of skirts and tops, two
nightgowns and lingerie in every color of the rainbow!
Mom said she thought I looked especially cute since my
nightgown was trimmed with lace at the sleeves and collar and
flared out at the bottom. I quickly gave her a good night kiss
and went to bed anxious for the next morning.
Mom promised to give me a different style this time and
after much brushing and pinning she arranged it into a cute
ponytail which was tied with a green scarf that matched my top.
I just loved the way it looked! Every time I shook my head my
ponytail would bounce around and the green scarf hanging down on
the sides gave me a truly coordinated outfit! I couldn't have a
skating dress and matching panties but I was thrilled to look
like a really cute girl! I put on a cute girls jacket mom had
bought for me, picked up my purse and followed mom to the garage.
As we were headed for the skating rink I began to wonder
what I was doing. Why was I interested in meting Rick? It
seemed like fun to me to try to fool people into thinking I was a
girl. Now I seemed to be the one who got fooled. I felt like
I'd never felt before, was this what people called 'Puppy Love?'
I thought I was supposed to have my first crush on a girl, not as
a girl!
We were at the skating rink before I knew it and it was too
late too back out even if I wanted to. I was having a great time
and thought I'd just relax and enjoy myself for now! Puppy love
wasn't supposed to last and I'd be back at school on Monday as
Mike. Why didn't that make me feel any better?
Once inside I rented a pair of girls skates and began to
look around. I didn't see anyone I knew which made me happy and
sad. I was happy that no one from school was there but sad that
neither was Rick! I put on my skates and decided to make the
most of it!
I did have a great time, I always did like to skate and when
it came time for the first couple skate a guy did ask me to skate
with him. It felt just a little strange to be holding hands with
a guy while we skated around but he was so sweet and friendly.
He made me feel like I was special and was happy to hear anything
I had to say. After the couple skate we sat and talked for a
little while before he asked if we could skate together again. I
smiled and agreed, he took my hand and we spent the rest of the
afternoon skating together. At the end of the day he actually
kissed me on the cheek! Good grief, my first kiss and it was
from another boy!
Now I was getting very confused!
When we got home that afternoon mom suggested that I put on
something nice and we'd go somewhere for dinner. I traded my
jeans in for a pretty brown suede skirt with a slip and
stockings. I slipped on my brown pumps and mom and I were off for
dinner at a small restaurant across town to avoid anyone
recognizing me. We were waiting to be seated when a voice from
behind us said "I didn't expect to run into you here Nancy!"
I was desperately hoping it was a mistake but I knew that
voice - it was Jim's mother! I had nowhere to hide and I was
certain that Mrs. Wald would recognize me. Mom put her hand on
my shoulder to turn me around. "Aren't you going to say hello to
Mrs. .Wald?" She asked. The last thing on this earth I wanted
to do was to say hello to Jim's mother but before I could resist
mom had turned me around to face Mrs. Wald, Heather, and
Heather's girlfriend. Mrs. Wald was smiling at me as were
Heather and her friend.
Heather's friend was really cute! She had short, wavy,
Auburn hair with bangs that drew attention to a pretty face. She
kept smiling at me and although she was cute I couldn't bring
myself to smile back at her. I didn't have a chance with this
girl since I knew Heather would spill the beans about me.
Finally she laughed and said, "That's a pretty outfit your
wearing, you look really nice!"
When I heard that voice my jaw dropped open! Heather's cute
friend turned out to be Jim!
I did a double take at Jim. He was wearing a pretty yellow
dress, stockings, and black pumps! Around his neck was a gold
necklace and hoop earrings hung from his ears. A girls sweater
was draped across his arm and a purse dangled from his hands!
Relieved, I broke into a big grin. "Thanks" I replied.
"You're looking pretty good too!"
Laughing, Mrs. Wald said to mom, "I don't believe you've met my
daughter Jill, have you Nancy?"
Mom laughed and replied that she didn't believe she'd ever
met Jill before then introduced me to Mrs. Wald and Heather.
"You're very pretty Kristen," Mrs. Wald said as she looked
at my skirt and top. Turning to mom she suggested that we share
a table so that Jill and I could get better acquainted! Mom
thought that was a terrific idea saying she was sure we had a lot
in common!
Jim and I sat and giggled like a couple of teen-age girls as
we talked about what had happened to us. I asked him how he
learned to act so much like a girl and he said he'd been
practicing since the day we told our mom's. Jim said that his
mom kept telling him how cute he looked as a girl and one day
asked if he would put Heather's clothes on again. Jim's dad had
died a few years ago and I knew he'd do anything for his mom.
Well Jim said that since he sort of liked the way he looked and
felt anyway he agreed to let her dress him.
Jim's mother picked out a pair of panties, a slip, bra, and
stockings and had Jim put them on. She then brought out a dress
that had a netting of lace over a light blue background and
helped Jim into it. Once she zipped him up she had him put on a
pair of Heather's white pumps then brushed his thick, wavy hair
into a pretty style with bangs. When she finally let him look in
a mirror he was thrilled at the pretty girl he saw.
Jim said that while he was admiring himself his sister
walked in on them. Heather couldn't believe how pretty Jim
looked and was delighted with her new 'sister!' He said that
they spent the rest of that evening dressing him in different
outfits and fixing his hair. He was thrilled with the attention
he got and began wearing Heather's clothes whenever he got a
chance. He had been going out with his mother and sister
occasionally but this was his first big night out. He had picked
out the clothes to wear and his mom had used a temporary hair
rinse to change his hair color.
I thought he was doing a terrific job of being a girl but he
whispered that he was actually a little scared that someone might
recognize him. That really made me laugh, I'd known Jim for
years and I didn't even recognize him!
Jim and I were having a great time talking when his sister
interrupted to tell us about an upcoming dance at the high
school. It sounded like fun but our mothers didn't think we were
ready to go to a dance as girls yet! I suggested that we could
go roller skating together and that met with approval. We made
plans to go the next afternoon and readily agreed to let Heather
come too! It seemed like a good idea, spending an afternoon as
girlfriends!
Mom suggested that perhaps Jim would like to spend the night
at our house so that we would have more time to talk. His mom
liked the idea as much as he and I did so we made plans to pick
up some clothes for him to wear. I wanted to rush through dinner
to get ready but mom told me to settle down and act like a young
lady.
After an eternity we finally finished dinner and left for
the Karl's to pick out clothes for Jim. When we got inside Jim
and I rushed to his room giggling and laughing like a couple of
girls preparing for a pajama party.
Jim and I picked out some panties, socks, and a bra for him
to wear the next day along with a pretty yellow nightgown for the
night. I was amazed to see that Jim had an entire dresser drawer
filled with girls underwear along with several dresses, slacks
and tops in his closet. He laughed when I said that I was
surprised he kept girls clothes in his dresser and closet. To
him it was no big deal, after all his mother had bought the
clothes for him and he and Heather borrowed outfits from each
other! After picking out a pair of jeans, sneakers, and a top he
packed everything into a small overnight case he borrowed from
Heather and we left for my house.
We had been friends for a long time but I can't remember
ever having as much fun with Jim as I did that night! We ran to
my room and after changing into our nightgowns I had a great time
showing him the lingerie mom had bought for me. Jim asked if he
could see some of the outfits mom had bought for me so I asked
mom if she'd get my things from her closet.
I told Jim the story of how I had reluctantly gone shopping
as Kristen to get my jacket and had ended up leaving with an
assortment of girl's clothes! Jim said that Heather had
suggested going shopping as Jill and he was only to happy to
oblige. His mom and sister had picked out a pretty dress for him
and fixed his hair.
They spent an entire day picking out clothes they thought
he'd look cute in and helping him try them on. Jim said it was
the most fun he'd had since the play! It turns out that Jim was
also wearing a slip and panties under his skirt for the play!
While we were looking over my outfits mom suggested that we
might enjoy modeling a few outfits. We started choosing which
clothes we wanted to wear when mom interrupted.
"I was thinking of some other clothes if you girls wouldn't
mind," she said.
"I picked out a few things I had put away years ago and
thought you ladies might like to try them on!"
"Sure mom!" I replied excitedly. "What do you want us to
wear?"
Mom smiled and said to wait there while she picked out
clothes for us. We could hardly wait to see what mom had picked
out for us!
She returned a few minutes later and handed Jim a beautiful,
lilac colored prom dress and some lingerie. The dress was
absolutely gorgeous with sheer, puffy sleeves that ended in lace
cuffs. She also gave him a long, full slip like the one I wore
the first night she dressed me up like a girl Jim took the
clothes and went to the bathroom to dress.
Mom handed me a beautiful rose colored dress that went about
halfway between my knees and ankles. She said it was a
bridesmaid dress she wore in her older sisters wedding when she
was fifteen. The dress was made of a satiny material with short
puffy sleeves and a delicate lace edging around the scooped
neckline. It was so pretty that I couldn't wait to try it on!
"You'll be needing this too." Mom said as she handed me a
black half slip in the same length as the dress."
Mom left the room as I pulled off my nightgown and began to
pull on the slip. Once I got the slip on I hurriedly put on the
bra I had worn earlier. I stepped into the dress and had just
pulled it over my shoulders when mom came back carrying a pair of
shoes that matched the dress.
"Put a pair of nylons on and try these on." She instructed
me. "I think they'll fit and they'll look really nice with your
dress!"
I reached into my drawer and took out a pair of tan
stockings. I forced myself to slowly pull them up my legs to
avoid snagging or ripping them. Once I got them on I stepped
into the shoes and found them to be a perfect fit.
I was admiring myself in the mirror when Jim came back into
the room.
"You look terrific Kristen!" He exclaimed. "Your mom lent
me a pair of shoes to match this dress too. How do I look?"
The dress Jim wore fit perfectly and with matching shoes he
looked every inch a young lady waiting for her prom date!
"You're gorgeous Jill!" I said with a laugh. "All we need
now are a couple of dates for a dance!"
Just then Mom told us to turn her way and smile. When we
did she took a picture of us with an instant camera.
"I thought you two might like to see what lovely young
ladies you make!" She said as she snapped another picture. "How
about doing a little posing for some pictures!"
Jim and I were happy to pose for mom and she gleefully
snapped picture after picture of us in our dresses!
"Not bad girls," she said as we looked at the pictures.
"How about we fix your hair and add some make-up though?"
Jim and I looked at each other and grinned.
"Sure mom," I said with a big smile. "Sounds like fun to
me!"
Jim didn't have to say anything, the smile and look of
delight on his face said it all. We followed mom back to her
room and prepared for our makeover's. Mom had us remove our
dresses and snapped our pictures once again.
"Sort of before and after pictures." She said as she began
to work on my face.
Once again mom smeared some foundation on first then added
powder and blush. She seemed to be taking a little longer than
she had the first time although I wasn't sure why. Next she
curled my lashes and applied mascara to them. She took out a set
of colored pencils and began working on my eyes. When she was
finished she used a small brush to outline my lips before
applying lipstick.
Mom wasn't done with me yet though, she took out a small
bottle and sprayed a fine mist of water on my hair. next she
took some electric curlers and began to roll my hair onto them.
"Good thing you have nice thick hair," she said as she
worked. "This should work out real well!"
She finished setting my hair and stepped back to admire her
work but would not let me look in a mirror yet. She finished by
clipping a pair of dangling gold earrings on me and then asked
Jim to take my place. I must have looked pretty good because Jim
kept looking at me. It seemed strange that he didn't say
anything, he just sat there and stared at me.
Mom gave Jim the works too, taking as long to do his make-up
as she took on me. She still wouldn't let us look in the mirror.
Instead she told us to put our dresses back on and she'd fix our
hair.
We quickly put our dresses back on and were about to zip
each other up when mom stopped us. She handed each of us two
pairs of stockings and told us to roll them up and insert one
pair into each cup of our padded bras. After we did so we
zipped each other up and were amazed at how much our dresses
stuck out at the bust!
Mom used a blow dryer to help set our hair then began to
take out my curlers. When she got them all out she proceeded to
fluff my hair out with a brush. She finished me then began to
work on Jim again.
I was beginning to understand why Jim was staring at me, he
no longer looked anything like a thirteen year old boy. Heck, he
didn't even look like a thirteen year old girl! Mom had fixed my
best friend up to look like a beautiful girl of about eighteen or
so!
Jim noticed my staring at him and smiled.
"Do I look that that good?" He asked in a halting voice.
"Y-Y-Yes you do!" I stammered. "Is that what I look like?"
Jim seemed too amazed to even speak. He just kept staring
at me and nodding his head!
Finally mom let us look at ourselves in a full length
mirror. We were stunned to say the least! There was no sign of
the two boys who went into mom's room. All we could see were two
very lovely young women! Now I understood why Jim couldn't say
anything when I asked him how I looked!
While we stood there staring mom was snapping pictures of us.
Mom laughed and told us to smile and pose for her and we happily
obliged sometimes posing together. One picture that broke mom up
was of Jim and I with arms around each other lifting our dresses
to show a little leg! Mom promised to get a photo album for each
of us to keep our pictures in so we could occasionally look at
them and remember a wonderful time in our lives!
When mom finally finished we couldn't believe how pretty we
looked! It was really strange to think that the two beautiful
girls we were seeing in the mirror were actually a couple of
twelve year old boys! Our hair was curled and styled, our faces
changed by mom's make-up and our bodies the result of padded bras
and dresses that fit like they were made for us! I turned to
Jill and without thinking threw my arms around her.
"You look great Jill!" I exclaimed as I hugged her.
Jill returned my hug without hesitating.
"So do you Kristen!" She said laughing. "Isn't this great,
I'll bet we look prettier than any of the girls at school!"
We hugged each other for several minutes, laughing and
giggling like crazy! It didn't seem in the least bit odd to be
hugging Jill like this, after all we'd seen girls at school
hugging and we were girls! Mom seemed very happy with her work
and how much we liked it. She smiled as we posed for picture
after picture for the albums she promised us. After using up a
whole roll of film she suggested we try other styles for more
pictures. She sat Jill down first and started doing another
makeover on her.
First she removed most of Jill's make-up saying that she
wanted to make her look more her age. Jill was disappointed,
after all it was fun looking like a couple of eighteen years old
girls. Mom ignored her protests saying that she was sure she'd
like the new style when she saw it.
After softening her make-up mom brushed Jill's hair into a
wavy style that fell just below her ears. She then added a blue
ribbon and fastened the back of Jill's hair into a cute pony tail.
Next mom had Jill take off her gown, slip, and stockings
and put on a pair of light blue shorts with a matching top. Mom
took the ends of the top and tied it in a knot just above the
shorts. She then had Jill put on a pair of blue ankle socks with
a cute white bow on the side and a pair of white sneakers she
bought for me. Exchanging Jill's gold earrings for a set of blue
button style that matched her top mom pronounced Jill finished.
I told mom that I thought she was a magician, after all she
had taken a twelve year old boy and turned him into a gorgeous
young woman then changed him into a tinged girl ready for fun
with her friends. Mom beamed with pride in her accomplishment.
It was easy to see that this was as much fun for her as it was
for us.
Mom had me take off my dress, slip and stockings and redid
my hair and make-up. I was given a pink short set mom bought for
me and a pair of pink ankle socks to wear. When I was completely
dressed I looked just like Jill, a teen-age girl ready for summer
fun. I would have rather stayed in my pretty prom gown but mom
insisted that Jill and I get used to looking like girls our age.
After all the pictures we reluctantly removed our clothes
and cleaned our faces as mom had shown us. Jill put on a light
orange baby doll nightie that just brushed her thighs.
Underneath she had on a matching pair of panties that went with
the nightie, with her pony tail she looked perfect for a girl her
age. I selected a pink nylon nightgown with white lace at the arm
holes and hem, it wasn't quite as cute as Jill's but I enjoyed the
nylon more than cotton.
We laid in bed and talked about how much fun we had
pretending to be girls and thought up different places we would
like to go as Jill and Kristen. We both thought that it would be
a blast to see what it would be like to go to school dressed as
girls. We spent at least an hour dreaming up different outfits
we'd wear to school, which boys we'd most like to date and how
much fun we'd have. We finally wore ourselves out and drifted
off to sleep thinking of skating with Jill's sister the next day.
When morning came Jill and I went downstairs for breakfast
with mom. She was happy to see us in our nightgowns and
complimented us on how cute we looked. Afterwards we went back
to my room to change. Jill and I both pulled on a panty girdle
to keep any bulges from showing then wiggled into tight jeans.
After we put on our bras and tops we spent a few moments admiring
our new shapes in the mirror. I loved the way I looked as a girl
but kept wondering how dad would react to seeing me this way. I
hoped he'd understand but decided it was better not to find out.
Soon Jill's mom and sister came to take us to the skating
rink. Heather smiled and said that she really liked having Jim
as her sister and hoped he'd continue dressing that way. It was
obvious that Jim was happy too and had no desire to stop!
We got to the skating rink, rented skates and took a few turns
around the rink. It wasn't long before boys began to skate
circles around us and try to skate in between us. Jill wasn't
sure what was going on but to Heather and me it was obvious,
these guys thought we were cute! Jill was getting upset that the
guys kept skating around us but we just laughed at her.
"You've certainly got a lot to learn about being a girl
little sister!" Heather whispered delightfully. "Those guys
think you're a cute girl, it won't be long before one asks to
skate with you! Who knows, you might just end up with a boyfriend
before we leave!"
Jill's cheeks turned a bright red, I suppose she never
considered that a boy would find her cute!
"You're kidding me right!" She pleaded, "I can't skate with
another boy!"
"And why can't you?" Heather asked, feigning innocence.
"After all you wanted to go out as a girl, now you'll see what
it's like to really be a girl."
"Relax and enjoy yourself, Jill." I said. "You'll love the
way boys treat you!
Before she could reply we had to clear the rink for a
couples only skate. As we approached the side a boy approached
Jill and asked if she'd skate with him. Jill looked at Heather
hoping for a way out but his sister just smiled and skated away.
With no way out Jill turned, took the boys outstretched hand and
off they went. Heather and I watched as Jill seemed to loosen
up, soon she was smiling and talking as if skating with another
boy was normal for her! We waited for her to join us after the
song ended but they announced a "Ladies choice" and Jill
immediately went back to the boy she had been with. She spent
the rest of the afternoon skating and talking with this boy as
her sister and I watched in amazement!
As we left, we kept teasing Jill about her new boyfriend but
she didn't seem to mind. She said that since she was pretending
to be a girl anyway she might as well let this guy treat her like
one. Heather tried to tease her by planning double dates as
sisters but her mom made her stop. When I looked over at Jill
she seemed to be lost in thought with a smile on her face. I
suppose she was thinking of what it would be like to date as a
girl. She was certainly pretty enough, even in jeans you'd have
never thought you were looking at a boy.
We were sad to see the day end but tomorrow was a school day
and like it or not Jill and Kristen had to go back to being Jim
and Mike.
Jill's mom dropped me off at home and I sadly began to
change clothes since dad would be home soon. I began to wonder
what he'd say if I left my panties on and he just happened to see
them as I bent over for something. It was really hard for me to
take them off and change into boy's underwear but something told
me dad wouldn't approve of my wearing girl's underwear.
Dad went out of town frequently on business trips and each
time mom insisted that I spend the time as Kristen. Usually I
didn't object but occasionally I had planned on going out as Mike.
Mom refused to hear any complaints, insisting that it was my idea
to wear girl's clothes in the first place.
She was right but there were still times I wanted to be with
my friends as a boy. Each time dad went out of town though, I
ended up in panties and dresses helping mom around the house
like a good daughter.
I suppose you could say that mom did her job well, actually
a little too well. It wasn't long before the only times I didn't
wear panties were when I had gym class. If dad was going to be
out of town I came home from school, brushed my hair into a
girl's style and got dressed as a girl. Mom had me let my hair
grow longer with just an occasional trimming to keep it neat so
it was getting easier and easier to fix it in a pretty style.
The only friend I got to see on a regular basis was Jim or should
I say Jill since every time he came over it was as Jill.
Still I didn't complain too much since mom often took me to
see the latest movies and we always stopped for dinner
afterwards. Of course I was always dressed as Kristen but hey a
good movie and dinner out afterwards were still appreciated. I
figured that if she was willing to be so nice to me I could repay
her by being her daughter for an afternoon, or an evening, or a
weekend. Dad never questioned our outings and I never gave him
details, what he didn't know couldn't hurt me right?
Even though dad didn't know about my dressing I still had
problems with it. I admit that when I'm wearing girl's clothes
I'm happy and having a great time yet after it was over I felt
bad about wearing girl's clothes. I could just imagine what
would happen if one of the guys from school found out about my
dressing up. I'd never live it down! The guys were nice enough
to me when I had to dress as a girl for the play, probably
feeling sorry for me and happy it wasn't them. How would I ever
explain wearing a dress now that the play was long over and
forgotten?
I decided that the best thing for me to do was to just stop
wearing girl's stuff and get involved with more boy things like
sports and maybe girls. I signed up for the local baseball team
and played with a passion. It seemed to work, baseball games
kept me busy so that I just didn't have the time to spend as
Kristen. After about a month's time I thought for sure that
Kristen was just a memory for me, I was a happy thirteen year old
boy doing all the things boys enjoyed doing!
One rainy Saturday my game was canceled and I found myself
sitting at home with no plans. Mom went to do some shopping and
dad was out of town again. I picked up the newspaper and I
happened to see an advertisement for girl's dresses. The models
were cute but of course what really caught my eye were the
outfits they wore! No matter how hard I tried I couldn't seem to
stop thinking about how pretty the dresses looked and how nice it
would be to wear them! I put the paper down as fast as I could
and turned on the television.
Just my luck, I happened to tune in to a repeat of the
"Brady Bunch" where the oldest girl decides to join her brothers
scout troop to show that girls could do anything boys could. At
the end of the show as she is to be accepted into the boys scout
troop she comes downstairs wearing a pretty dress and a ribbon in
her hair. She tells her dad and brother that although it was fun
doing things like a boy she prefers to be a girl.
Well the sight of this girl about my age in a pretty dress
and the dress ads in the newspaper were just too much for me. I
turned off the television, went to mom's closet and searched for
something pretty to wear. It didn't take long for me to decide
on a yellow dress mom had bought for me just before I decided to
stop dressing.
I knew the dress was perfect for how I felt, it was a solid
yellow with sort of a lace netting over it. The solid part of
the dress had thin shoulder straps which were covered by the lace
netting along with fake buttons in the shape of tiny pink roses
down the front. The sleeves ended just above the elbow and were
made entirely of lace. I carried the dress back to my room and
began to look for just the right underwear and accessories to go
with it.
The dress was lined so I didn't need to wear a slip with it,
I picked out a pair of pale yellow panties, a matching padded bra
and ivory colored pantyhose. I quickly got undressed, put my
panties, bra, and stockings on and with trembling hands reached
for my dress.
I knew that I shouldn't be doing this but I also knew that I
just had to do it! Yes, I know that sounds strange but that's
the only way I can explain my feelings! I was a boy and really
did enjoy being a boy, I loved baseball and riding my mountain
bike and checking out cute girls. I also knew that I really,
really, loved the soft feel of panties and the tightness of my
bra on my chest. When I put on a pretty dress and fixed my hair I
was in heaven! Even though I tried to deny it I had a great time
going shopping with mom as Kristen. I adored the feel of my
nylon covered legs rubbing each other when I crossed them and the
excitement of being accepted as a girl in the ladies room.
I unzipped my dress just enough to pull it over my head then
reached back and zipped it up again. I stepped into a pair of my
white flats and brushed my hair into a feminine style. Looking at
myself I the mirror I felt a surge of excitement and pleasure
come over me as I studied the good looking girls in the mirror.
I thought that a touch of make-up would make my look perfect so
back to mom's room I went.
I was sitting in front of her make-up mirror putting on my
lipstick when I looked in the mirror and wanted to die! Dad was
standing behind me with puzzled look watching me do my make-up!
I wanted to run and hide but there was no where to go. I just
hung my head and waited for dad to chew me out.
Before dad could even start to ask what I was doing I heard
mom coming up the steps.
"Wait until you see the pretty outfit I picked up for you
Kristen!" She called happily. "I can't wait to see how you look
in it!"
Mom's cheery voice stopped abruptly as she turned the corner
and saw dad standing there.
"Hi honey!" She said to dad as if nothing was wrong.
"You're home early, what's up?."
Dad just looked at her then pointed to me.
"Good question?" He replied. "Maybe you two can tell me.
Let's start with why Mike here is all dolled up and who Kristen
is?"
I spoke up before mom could say anything.
"I'm Kristen dad," I replied sadly. "Please don't be mad at
mom, it's my fault."
Dad just stared at me for a few moments before he spoke
again.
"I think we should all go downstairs and try to sort this
out."
"I'll be down in just minute dad," I said. "I think I'd
better get changed."
"Don't bother changing." Dad replied. "I want to see you
downstairs now!"
I desperately wanted to change clothes but I was afraid to
make matters worse so I followed mom and dad downstairs and sat
down next to mom on the couch.
I noticed dad looking at me and realized that without
thinking I had smoothed out my skirt as I sat down then crossed
my legs. Mom had gone through lot of trouble to teach me how to
sit in a ladylike manner and it seemed to come naturally to me
when I had a dress on. I just wished that this one time I had
forgotten how to act like a proper young lady!
"Looks as though some one went through a lot of trouble to
make a young lady out of you Mike." Dad said as he stared at my
hands neatly folded in my lap. "Would you care to explain why
you're wearing your mom's clothes and make-up?"
As much as I wanted to I just couldn't lie to my dad.
"They're not mom's clothes dad." I said in a low voice.
"They're all mine, it was my idea to wear them."
Mom stopped me before I could say anymore.
"I got him started Bob." She said to dad. "He didn't
really want to do it but I promised to buy him his leather coat
if he'd let me dress him up. One thing just sort of led to
another. He's not bothering anyone so don't make it harder than
it already is for him!"
"You mean you let mom turn you into a girl just to get a
jacket?" Dad asked dumbfounded. "How long do you have to dress
like this to pay it off?"
"Uh, actually dad it was just for a weekend last fall." I
stammered. "I only had to get all dressed up that one time."
Dad insisted on being told the full details of what had
happened and how far things had gone. I told him that I had
enjoyed wearing girls clothes so much the first time that I
begged mom to let me dress when he wasn't home. I showed him the
girls underwear in my drawers along with the dresses in the back
of mom's closet.
Dad looked over my wardrobe calmly, only seeming slightly
surprised that I would willingly wear girls clothing. I told him
how I had really tried hard to stop but today I just couldn't
fight the urge to dress anymore. I explained about baseball and
how hard I tried and how upset it made me. He had calmed down
pretty well when suddenly I heard Jim's voice from downstairs.
"Hey Kristen" He called out. "What's up?"
"I'm busy right now Jim," I called back hoping dad hadn't
heard me referred to as Kristen. I'll catch you later okay?"
It was no use, dad had heard and was headed for the steps to
talk to Jim. It only took a moment to know that as usual Jim was
dressed as Jill!
"Good grief!" Cried dad. "You too!"
Mom and I hurried downstairs to find Jim wearing a denim
skirt, yellow top and matching socks. His face was beet red and
he was staring at the floor.
"Sorry Jill," I said apologetically. "I didn't know dad
was coming back early.
"Quit staring at her Bob," Mom admonished dad. "You're
upsetting the poor girl!"
"Poor girl!" Dad screamed. "Are you responsible for this
too Mike?"
"No sir," Interrupted Jim. "Kristen, I mean Mike didn't
even know until a couple of weeks ago!"
"Well at least your family won't blame my daughter here when
they find out about you." Dad said relieved. "I don't need
anyone else finding out about this.
"Oh they already know," Said my ever helpful friend. "We
all had dinner together and Kristen and I even went skating with
Heather!"
Dad was just standing there with a dumb look on his face.
"Look's like I'm the only one in this town that didn't know
I had a daughter!" He said worriedly. "What have people been
thinking I wonder?"
Mom took dad by the hand and explained that no one else knew
about Jill and me except our families. No one would talk since no
one knew. That seemed to take a large weight off dad's mind.
"Okay," he finally said. "Here's what's going to happen.
Mike or should I say Kristen, I'm going to need some time to
think about this. I don't want to put any unnecessary strain on
you so I'm going to let you dress around the house until I know
what to do with you. You will however have to meet my
conditions."
"What'll they be dad?" I asked.
"Well, just to show you it's not a game I want you to dress
up everyday as soon as you come home from school! You'll spend
every minute at home as Kristen, including weekends! When I come
home from work I expect to see my daughter Kristen in a dress,
stockings, and shoes. That means no jeans or slacks of any kind!
You'll dress exactly as any girl your age including the
appropriate underwear. In addition, you're to act like and will
be treated like a girl at all times! If you agree I promise not
to say a word until I've thought this through, otherwise I'll
stop all of your outside activities and tell your friends why!"
I had to think about dad's condition for a moment. It had
all been a big game of pretend up to now, but that was about to
change. I wasn't sure how I'd feel about having to be Kristen
whenever I was home. Before I knew that if I got tired of my
little game I could change back into Mike, now and for who knows
how long I had to stay as Kristen! I would have to wear nothing
but dresses until dad decided what to do about me. Since dad
would know about me this was definitely a chance to see how I'd
feel about wearing girls clothes. I wasn't sure how I'd feel but
I had to agree.
"Okay dad," I said. "I guess I agree."
"It's a deal then." Dad announced. "I'll let you know
what's going to happen in the future when I've made up my mind.
Since you're all done up already I say we all go to get some
dinner at that place downtown."
"I can't go like this dad!" I wailed. "What if someone
sees me?
"If we run into anyone we know you'll be introduced as our
niece "Kristen" Dad replied seriously. "You'd better make very
sure that you're believable! I wouldn't want anyone finding out
about you!"
Mom smiled and told me that everything would be fine. She
asked me to come with her while she got ready so she could make
sure I looked okay. I figured she would fix my hair and make-up
and then she'd get ready but she closed the door to her room and
began to pull off her top and jeans.
"Mom!" I cried. "Give me a second to leave!"
Mom smiled at me. "Relax honey," She said soothingly.
"You're a girl now too remember!"
I had to sit there while mom took her jeans and top off and
put on stockings, a slip and dress. When she was done she came
over and asked me to zip her up in the back. This was normally
dad's job she explained but it's always nice to have another girl
around to help. Blushing I zipped mom up then sat down to have
my hair and make-up done.
Mom thought I had done a pretty good job with my make-up, I
only wore a little blush, eye shadow and lipstick but mom said
that was enough for a girl my age. She picked up a hair brush
and after a few minutes of work tied a pretty yellow scarf in my
hair. Looking in the mirror I felt both good and bad. I was
happy to look so nice yet worried about looking that nice in
front of dad. I was still his son and I was worried about what
he'd think when he saw how pretty I looked as a girl. Mom
finished her make-up and tapped me on the shoulder.
"Time to show dad what a lovely young lady his daughter
really is!" She said happily.
After the way he had reacted earlier the last thing I wanted
dad to see was me as a young lady, lovely or otherwise!
Unfortunately though he was expecting Kristen for dinner not
Mike. I took one last look in the mirror, smoothed the wrinkles
from my dress, took a deep breath and followed mom downstairs.
As we entered the room dad smiled when he saw how pretty mom
looked. His gaze fell on me and the smile disappeared. If I
could have I would have shrunk to microscopic size to avoid his
scrutiny. After a few moments of looking at me as though I was a
creature from outer space to be studied and observed he broke
into smile.
"You really look nice Kristen!" He said as he approached
me. "I don't think you'll have anything to worry about!"
I felt better seeing dad's smile and I was happy to hear him
say I shouldn't worry. What positively threw me was when he put
his arms around me and gave me a big hug! He told me that he
loved me very much but was concerned about me. He explained that
he just wanted to make sure I was happy.
"I suppose so dad." I said. "Just a little worried about
how things will turn out though."
"Just relax and everything will be fine sweetheart," he said
in a soft voice. I promise not to be too hard on you. With that
he kissed me on the forehead then held me out at arms length.
"I didn't get a chance to see how pretty you looked
earlier," he said with a grin. "How about letting me get a good
look at my new daughter?"
I was thrilled to be treated so nicely so I happily obliged
by stepping back and holding out my arms so dad could get a good
look at my dress. I turned from side to side as he let a wolf
whistle!
"You certainly do look nice" He laughed. "How about you
ladies grab your jackets and purses and we'll get going."
Turning to me he suddenly seemed worried.
"I suppose you do own a jacket and purse don't you Kristen?"
He asked solicitously.
I began to blush.
"As a matter of fact I do." I mumbled. "Sorry."
Dad just laughed. "I should have known! Well don't just
stand there we have to go to dinner!"
I smiled, went back to my room, dug my purse and jacket from
the back of my closet and returned downstairs. Dad helped mom on
with her coat then held mine for me. I smiled and thanked him.
"I told you that you'd be treated like a girl and I meant
it. Sometimes you may like it, other times you may not but you
will be treated as a girl no matter what!"
"Okay dad." I said. "I guess I can put up with it."
I slung my purse over my shoulder then reached up and kissed
dad on the cheek! I caught him completely by surprise causing
him to turn a bright red!"
"What was that all about?" He asked puzzled.
"You forgot something dad!" I replied cheerily. "You said
I would have to act like a girl too!"
"Oh yeah," He said sheepishly. "I did forget!"
"If you two could interrupt your "Daddy's Girl" routine I
would really appreciate some dinner!" Laughed mom.
Dad put his arm around me and escorted me out to the car.
Once again he held mom's door then mine. I felt better already!
I hurried downstairs to breakfast Saturday to find that my
parents were waiting for me.
"Happy birthday!" They shouted.
"You look like you had a good night's sleep." Said dad.
"All ready for your big day?" I began to answer as I sat down
but I soon found that my thin nightgown was no match for the cold
chair. The cold wood of the chair went right through my
nightgown and panties and caused me to jump!
Dad nearly spit out his coffee from laughing! "See, there
are some advantages to wearing boys clothes!"
"I never said there wasn't dad!" I said when I calmed down.
"I just like wearing these clothes once in a while!"
Dad just laughed. "Well don't come crying to me when you
freeze in that nightgown!"
"You might want to wear a heavier nightgown or a robe while
it's still chilly in the mornings Kristen." Mom told me.
"Thanks mom, I'll try to remember that!"
Dad smiled at me. "Ready for your party?"
"I promised to help mom clean up first, Jim and his family
are coming over and mom wants the house to look nice!
"You've become a big help to mom lately" Dad told me. "She
really appreciates it when you help with dishes and cleaning the
house. I wish you had been that helpful earlier."
"Gee dad." I stammered, "Cleaning and doing dishes seemed
kind of like girl's work to me!"
"If I would have known that all it would take to get you to
help was to dress you like a girl you would have had a whole
closet full of dresses by now!" Dad joked.
"It's not too late you know!" I said with a grin.
"Don't push your luck young lady! I'm still not quite used
to seeing my son in girl's clothes! Let's leave it at one dress
for now okay?"
"That's okay dad, I appreciate your buying that dress for
me. It's gorgeous! I can't wait to wear it for my party!'
Dad just rolled his eyes. "I still can't believe I bought
my son a dress and stockings!"
I reached up and kissed dad on his cheek. "Your daughter
appreciates it and she loves you very much!"
Dad gave be a big hug and said, "I love you too Kristen!"
Mom broke us up reminding me that we girls still had to get
the house to clean if there was going to be a party. Dad gave me
one last quick hug and it was off to clean the house.
It took several hours but finally we had a sparkling clean
house. Mom told me to shower and get ready for the party. I was
to leave my hair damp since she wanted to use her hot rollers to
make it look nice. I couldn't wait to have Jim see me in my new
dress! It was so cute and it meant so much to me coming from dad!
For a split second I wondered if Jim would be dressed up but then
I came to my senses. Since it would only be our families here it
was a sure bet that Jill would be coming instead of Jim!
I laid out one of the slips and bras that dad bought me on
the bed along with a new pair of stockings and took a pair of the
panties and a robe into the bathroom with me. After a quick
shower and shampoo I dried myself off, slipped on my panties and
robe and went to get dressed. I pulled on my stockings as gently
as possible to avoid getting any runs in them then slipped on my
bra and fastened it. Stepping into my new slip I stopped to
admire myself in the mirror. My legs looked great peeking out
from the lace at the end of my slip, the stockings somehow seemed
to make them a little nicer!
As I stood there admiring myself mom came in to set my hair.
She had me turn around so that she could see me from all sides.
I remembered how strange I felt that first Friday evening,
standing in front of mom in girl's underwear. Somehow it all
seemed different now, so natural, I felt like a girl who's
mother was helping her get ready for a party!
Mom helped me into my dress and zipped it up for me. It was
so nice and a perfect fit! I couldn't wait to get my hair done
and let dad see me in my dress! Mom had to keep telling me to
sit still as she rolled my hair saying that I'd have plenty of
time to show off for dad! It took her a few minutes but she
finished setting my hair and began to work on my face. I wanted
her to fix me up like she did that night with Jill but she said
that was entirely too much make-up for a girl my age! I'd have
to settle for a little blush, lipstick, and eye shadow. I begged
her to really go all out but she said that I'd be happy enough
once she finished. After a few minutes of fussing over me she
decided I looked good enough and told me to just sit still and
wait a few more minutes for my hair to set. I picked up a copy
of a sports magazine to read while I was waiting but mom took it
from me and handed me a magazine for teen-age girls. I just
shrugged and started to read an article on what boys really look
for in a girlfriend.
The article was really interesting. I never really
understood what girls liked in guys and now it was all clear! I
figured this stuff would be really helpful to me in getting a
date, what an edge I'd have on the other guys! After all I
doubted if many of them ever read this kind of magazine! Of
course the only reason I was reading it now was to pass the time
while getting my hair done! It seemed really strange to be
sitting here in a dress and girls underwear, curlers in my hair,
reading about what girls really liked in a guy and thinking how
it could help me get a date with a girl! I figured though that I
wasn't going to be dressed this way all the time and there were
several girls in school I'd like to date so why not get a few
pointers!
Mom came back a few minutes to take out my curlers and we
talked about the article and my feelings. I told her that I felt
really confused, I was having a really great time as Kristen but
I still enjoyed doing things other guys did and I wanted to date
girls. Mom held me and told me that she thought the best thing
for me to do was to learn to enjoy being both Mike and Kristen.
She said that I spent the last thirteen years as Mike so now I
should enjoy being Kristen! I was lucky to see what girls went
through and yet be a boy whenever I wanted , not many boys ever
have that chance!
It seemed simple enough when she put it like that. I spent
my life until now as Mike and this was just sort of another
doorway I could go in and out of whenever I pleased! I hoped dad
thought that way too so that I could spend some time as Kristen.
He did by me the outfit I had on but he still wasn't telling me
what he had decided and I was getting awfully nervous!
While I was worried about what I would do mom finished
taking out my curlers and brushing my hair. She let me look at
myself in the mirror and I got a kick out of seeing a pretty girl
with a head full of loose curls staring at me! I gave mom a kiss
and told her how great it looked! She didn't answer me but I
could tell by her smile that she was happy to have the daughter
she wanted! I stepped into a pair of white pumps, put on the
necklace dad bought for me and headed downstairs for my party!
Jim and his family arrived several minutes later. Heather
looked great in a denim skirt and white tank top but Jim was
fantastic in a silky, cream colored romper with tiny pink and
blue flowers all over it, a pair of white stockings and pink open
toed sandals! His shoes were a perfect match for his outfit and
to top it off my sandy haired friend was now a blonde! His hair
wasn't quite as long as mine but it was styled in soft waves with
bangs just above his eyebrows! He wore light pink lipstick,
foundation, pink eyeshadow, and just a touch of blush! If I
hadn't known that this was a boy I could have never guessed, he
was the kind of girl that made boys act stupid!
"Jim!" I squealed. "You're gorgeous!"
"You look great too Kristen!" He said as he hugged me.
"Let's go to your room and talk.
We hurried off to my room complimenting each others outfits
as we went! I still couldn't believe how pretty Jim was, his
outfit gave him a figure any girl our age would kill for, and he
looked great with blond hair. He said that his mom had used a
special hair coloring that would wash right out to give him a
different look. We decided to see how we'd look in each others
outfit so Jim took off his romper and gave it to me while I
removed my dress and slip and gave them to him! The romper felt
great when I got it all buttoned up, very smooth and silky! I
made a note to ask mom to buy me one too! Jim of course was just
as pretty in my dress, once again looking like a teen-age boys
dream come true! We finally had to switch back when our parents
called us downstairs. I hated to take off the pretty romper but
I felt better after I put my slip and dress back on!
Downstairs we had some cake and ice cream and then opened
the gift from Jim's family. They had bought me two rompers like
Jim's in pink and blue. Jim said that they picked the colors so
I could feel like a girl in pink or a boy in blue! I told them
that there was a fat chance of feeling like a boy in one of
these! I couldn't wait to wear one of them but I still had no
idea what dad was going to do about me. He never said a word
when I held up my presents, just sort of nodded.
Jim and his family stayed for a little while longer but were
going to a movie so they had to leave. I saw them to the door
and made plans to get together with Jim the next day to talk
about dad's decision.
After everyone left I took my new outfits to my room and
tried them on. The size was just right for me and I looked as
good in them as I did in Jim's. I spent a few minutes admiring
myself then hung them up in my closet with my other dresses. Dad
walked into my room before I could put my dress back on and saw
me standing there in my slip and bra.
"Sorry, I forgot you're not Mike anymore. Would you put
your dress back on and come downstairs please. I want to talk to
you."
"Sure dad, I'll be right there. Sorry if I embarrassed
you."
"That's okay," Dad said. "I'll remember to knock in the
future."
I stepped into my dress and zipped it back up. Checking
myself in the mirror I was happy with my looks and went see dad.
I had no idea what was going to happen but I didn't really have
any say in the matter either. I just hoped that dad would relax
my punishment so I could have some fun this summer.
I was lost in thought when I turned the corner into the
living room. I had just finished saying hello to my Aunt Barb
and cousin Cindy when I realized I was standing there in girl's
clothes! I turned to run back up to my room but dad called me
back.
"It's okay Kristen," Aunt Barb said. "You don't have to
hide. We know all about you."
"You look cute Mike, I mean Kristen!" Said Cindy. "Goofy,
but cute!"
Aunt Barb quickly told Cindy to apologize saying that they
didn't want to upset me.
I couldn't imagine being more upset! My favorite aunt and a
cousin I adored were seeing me dressed up as a girl! What next,
my eighth grade class?
"I'm sorry Kristen," Cindy said. "Happy birthday!"
Aunt Barb came over and gave me a hug.
"Happy Birthday Kristen! You look great!"
I could barely mumble a thank you, I felt like crawling
under the rug and crying forever!
"Sorry to surprise you like this sweetheart," Dad said.
"But you'll understand in a few moments why I did it."
Aunt Barb asked me to sit between her and Cindy on the couch
while dad explained what he had decided. Aunt Barb put her arm
around me while Cindy put a hand over mine.
"Mom and I talked this over quite a bit Kristen before we
decided what to do. We weren't entirely sure so we asked Barb to
help. Once we explained everything to her she agreed to help."
"I'm sorry Dad." I sobbed. "I promise I'll never do
anything like this again."
"Don't cry Kris," Cindy said as she squeezed my hands.
"Trust me, it's going to be okay!"
"I wondered if you really understood what you were doing."
Dad continued. "Did you really understand what it meant to be a
girl?"
"Dad and I tried to show you what it was like as a girl but
decided we really couldn't do it right." Mom told me. "That's
why Barb and Cindy are here."
I was totally confused by now. I spent every free moment for
the last couple of weeks as a girl. I went shopping as a
girl, out to dinner as a girl, did housework and everything else
a girl does. What more was there?
Dad was kind enough to bring me up to speed.
"Even though you were treated like a girl at home we didn't
think it was enough. Therefore you'll be spending your summer
vacation as a girl with Barb and Cindy!"
Aunt Barb gently turned me to face her.
"Kris," She said soothingly. "For the next three months
you'll be my niece! Everything you do you'll do as Kristen. You
won't have a single item of boys clothes to wear even if you
wanted to!"
Cindy broke in excitedly.
"I've always wanted a little sister Kris and now I'll have
one! I'm going to teach you all about being a girl!"
"Thanks Cindy, but I think I'm pretty good at that now." I
said, desperately hoping to change their minds!
"Hold out your hands!" Cindy ordered.
I held them out and Cindy put one of hers next to mine.
"Which do you think looks better?"
"Yours do of course! Your nails are shaped differently and
you wear nail polish. I couldn't wear nail polish often!"
"When was the last time you filed your nails?" Aunt Barb asked.
"Never, guys don't file their nails you know!"
I thought I had scored a point with that shot but Cindy just
smirked.
"Girls do though, and in two weeks you're going to be a
girl! That means filing and polishing your nails, shaving your
legs and underarms, setting your own hair and sleeping in
curlers!"
"Shave my legs and underarms, now that's what I call goofy!"
"No goofier than a fourteen year old boy wearing a dress and
stockings!" Cindy retorted.
"Let's stop calling each other names!" Dad insisted. "You
don't have a choice in the matter Kristen! You will do
everything you're told to do, if that means shaving your legs
then you'll shave your legs!"
Dad was very calm the entire time he read me the riot act.
He didn't need to raise his voice, his word was law in our house
and I knew it!
"Okay, I'll do whatever you say Aunt Barb." I stammered.
"I'm sorry I yelled at you Cindy."
Aunt Barb said that she understood my being upset but she
was sure I'd enjoy myself. She also told me that I had two weeks
to do everything I wanted to do as a boy because after that I was
to think of myself as a girl!
Cindy gave me a big hug.
Trust me Kris, you're going to love being a girl!
Mom and Aunt Barb brought out some more boxes for me to
open. Each one was from a store that sold the best clothes a
teen-age girl could want. Each box was wrapped in a pretty
floral paper and tied with pink, yellow or violet ribbons. It
didn't take Einstein to figure out that I wasn't going to get a
new baseball glove in any of these boxes! Resigned to my fate I
began to open my presents.
Mom and dad's presents were the first ones I opened and sure
enough there was no baseball glove to be found! Instead I found
several pairs of shorts sets in assorted colors and styles. One
set that really caught my eye were denim shorts with a pink
ruffle at the leg opening which matched the pink top. Even
though I was still upset about how I was to spend my summer I
couldn't help but liking these shorts! Cindy noticed my smile
and asked if I thought they were cute.
"Well I guess so," I said cautiously.
"You better do more than guess Kris!" She laughed. "After
all you're looking at your wardrobe for the next three months!"
"Hurry up and open the rest of your presents." Aunt Barb
said. "I want to see how you like what Cindy and I picked out
for you!"
I finished opening the rest of mom and dad's gifts and
picked up a box from Cindy. Sorting through the pretty wrapping
paper and ribbon I opened the box and found myself to be the
owner of a pink sun dress with a white ruffle at the hem and
neckline. The dress had two thin shoulder straps to hold it up,
a flared skirt, and absolutely screamed "GIRL!" Sure I know that
dresses are strictly for girls but there are dresses and there
are dresses, and then of course there was this dress!
I pulled the dress out of the box and held it out in front
of me. It was beautiful! The prettiest dress I'd ever seen and
it was mine! I was so lost in that dress that it was several
minutes before I noticed Cindy staring at me and then only when
she cleared her throat!
"I take it you approve?" Cindy asked.
Without setting the dress down I wrapped my arms around
Cindys neck.
"It's beautiful Cindy! I can't wait to wear it!'
"So you don't mind spending your summer as a girl then?"
"I'll start right now if I can wear this dress!" I exclaimed.
Cindy laughed. "Somehow I don't think your folks would care
for your wearing a dress to school, even if it's only for a few
weeks."
"No chance!" Dad blurted out.
"I suppose I can wait." I said as if I was really hoping to
wear it to school. "It wont be easy but I'll wait."
"Can the comedy and keep opening!" Aunt Barb said. "There
are a few surprises left!"
I opened more boxes to find some new panties, bras, and
slips which were every bit as nice as the ones dad bought for me.
Just to make sure I had a need for them I also got several new
dresses as well as skirts and blouses. After opening the last
box I looked over my new wardrobe of skirts, dresses, shorts,
jeans, and lingerie. I was positive I had everything a girl
could possibly need and far more than a boy should ever have!
At least I thought so. It turned out that I was wrong! Aunt
Barb handed me a small box which was even more elaborately
wrapped and berriboned than the others were.
"Cindy and I looked everywhere to find just he right one for
you! The size should be just right and I'm sure the color will
look great on you!"
I opened the box and nearly died! I found myself looking at
a gold two piece bathing suit!
The bottoms were cut pretty high up, heck the waistband was
only a few inches from the leg opening one the sides! The top
which fastened in the front could be worn with or without the
tiny shoulder straps and had a little bit of padding in the cups
to help fill them out.
"You've got to be joking!" I screamed in disbelief. "I
can't wear this, I have nothing to put in the top and too much to
show in the bottoms! Everyone will be able to see in a moment
that I'm really a boy!"
"Don't worry about the top Kris," Cindy said. "The padding
will take care of that!" Aunt Barb smiled and handed me one last
package.
"This will solve the problem of the bottoms for you Kris!"
Puzzled I opened the box to find something which looked like
flesh colored, bikini panties. They didn't seem to have any back
except for a thin strap which was attached to the front panel.
"What is this?" I asked. "Some new kind of underwear?"
Everyone just stood there laughing at me until Cindy
explained things to me. What I thought were panties was called a
gaffe and was meant to be worn by men to hide any bulges in the
front. I was to wear that under my bathing suit and tight jeans
to give make me look like a real girl!
Mom handed me the bathing suit and told me to go to my room
and try it on. Cindy volunteered to help me with the bathing
suit but I turned her down.
Dad however overrode my objections and told Cindy to go with
me.
"Unless I say otherwise you'll consider yourself to be a
girl just like Cindy! Now hurry up and change!"
Okay, end of argument again so I went off to change with
Cindy trailing along to help.
Once in my room Cindy helped me unzip and take off my dress.
After stepping out of my dress and slip I stood there in front of
her in a bra, panties and nylons.
"Wow!" She exclaimed. "I wasn't sure how far you'd really
gone! What in the world made you do this?"
As I removed the rest of my clothes I told her the story of
the play and the leather jacket.
"So," She said unbelieving. "You're going to be a girl all
summer just to get a jacket?"
I filled her in on the details as I struggled to put the
gaffe on.
"It was only supposed to be for a weekend but one thing led
to another and here I am, a fourteen year old boy about to model
a bikini!"
I finally got things adjusted just right and pulled on the
bottoms to my new bathing suit. Cindy handed me the top and
after a few moments we decided it looked better without the
straps. Checking myself out in the mirror I was so shocked at
what I saw, or didn't see actually, that I reached down and felt
my crotch!
"Don't worry Kris!" Laughed Cindy. "You're still a boy,
although the prettiest one I've ever seen!"
I couldn't believe my eyes! I followed the line of my legs
up from the floor to my hips and there was absolutely no way to
tell that I was really a boy! I turned and looked over my
shoulder at my butt and was happy to see that the bottoms seemed
to give it a cute rounded shape! This was going to be one heck
of a summer!
Cindy and I went back down to let the others see how I
looked and even dad was surprised.
"You make one cute girl Kris!" He said appreciatively.
Mom threw her arms around me and began to cry.
"Oh Kris, I wish you could stay this way, you're much too
pretty to be a boy!"
I didn't know what to say to mom. Actually part of me
wished that I could be a girl forever too. I loved the clothes,
and the attention and I never really had to try hard to be a
girl, it just seemed easy to me! It also seemed easy and fun to
be a boy though. I remembered how mom had told me to just relax
and enjoy myself which was a whole lot better than wondering if I
should be a boy or girl. I decided that since I was going to
spend a whole summer as a girl anyway I was going to relax and
enjoy myself. I'd be the cutest, nicest girl possible.
"Thanks mom," I replied. "At least I'll look good enough,
that's one thing I won't have to worry about!"
"I don't think it will take more than a few weeks at most to
turn you into a girl Mike." Said my aunt. "But once we do
there's no turning back. If you want to be a boy, get it over
with in the next couple of weeks!"
I was allowed to go back and change out of my swimsuit
before I would hear what was going to happen this summer. I
asked Cindy if she'd like to come along and talk as I got changed
and she happily agreed. We talked and laughed as I put on the
shorts set I had just gotten. I dug in the back of my closet and
pulled out the photo album mom had made for me. Cindy agreed
that the gown I had worn looked great on me and raved about the
way mom had done my hair and make-up. When we got to pictures of
me and Jim I told her how we had each decided we liked wearing
girl's clothes but had never told the other. She thought the
story of how Kristen and Jill met was the funniest thing she'd
ever heard! By then our families were getting impatient waiting
for us so I pulled on a pair of pink socks to match my top,
slipped on my sneakers and went downstairs to hear my fate.
Dad and Aunt Barb took turns explaining what was in store
for me. I was to spend all day, every day as a girl. I would
wear nothing but girl's clothes, be called Kristen all of the
time, and be expected to act like a girl! If I spent my vacation
as Kristen and enjoyed it I would be allowed to dress up around
the house after summer was over. If anything went wrong or I
backed out I'd never be allowed to dress up again!
We want you to see that there's more to being a girl than
just pretty clothes, Kris" My aunt explained. "If you're going
to dress like a girl then you're going to have to spend some time
as a girl!
I hated to have to give up my summer vacation but the idea
of being a girl all summer seemed kind of neat! Actually it was
more like a dream come true but I didn't want to seem too eager.
"I guess it'll be okay," I said, trying not to appear too
interested.
"It's going to be a blast Kris!" Exclaimed Cindy. "I can't
wait to introduce you to all of my friends!"
Aunt Barb smiled at Cindy. "Don't forget about the dances
Cindy! I'll bet Kris will really enjoy them!
Suddenly my plans for the summer didn't seem like so much fun!
"Dances! I can't go to any dances, what if a boy asks me to
dance!'
"If he's cute, dance with him!" Mom replied.
"Dance, with another boy?"
"No Kris, not with "ANOTHER" boy. You'll be a girl!"
Good grief! I finally understood that they really meant for
me to be a real girl, not just pretending!
Dad noticed the fearful look on my face and tried to make me
feel better.
"I thought this was what you wanted Kris." He said. "You
could have stopped after that first weekend but you didn't. Now
it's time to pay the price!"
"But dancing with boys!" I cried. "I can't do that, I'd
feel stupid!"
"Maybe," Said mom. "But you'll have to get used to boys.
They're going to be interested in a girl as pretty as you are!"
"Maybe I can fix you up with the younger brother of one of
my friends Kris" Cindy volunteered. "We could double date!"
I wanted to object but dad just looked at me and I knew
there was no point to it. I was going to become a girl and that
was that! I couldn't believe how expensive that leather jacket
had been! To get one jacket I was giving up being a boy for a
summer!
Cindy and her mom left a little while later and I had to get
ready for bed. After all tomorrow was still a school day. I
took my dress and underwear off, took a quick shower, slipped on
panties and a nightgown and went to bed. I never thought I'd
hate to see school end!
I ran into Jim on my way to school and filled him in on
what had happened last night. Jim thought I was so lucky to have
to spend my summer vacation as a girl. He was going on a one
week vacation with his family as Jill but didn't think he'd have
as much fun as I would. I tried telling him that after his week
he could play baseball and do anything else he wanted but I had
to do whatever fourteen year old girls did. Jim still thought I
had the better deal.
I began paying a lot more attention to the girls in my class
hoping that I could pick up a few pointers to make me a better
girl. Whenever I could I watched the way they walked, sat and
stood. Actually it was really interesting, I noticed things I'd
never noticed before. Girls were really different from guys and
not in just the obvious ways! They had a whole different way of
moving that guys didn't have. They sat differently than guys
even if they weren't wearing skirts and when they were just
standing around they did that differently too! I knew that I had
a lot to learn and I had better learn it well or people would
notice something different about me!
Since dad relaxed my punishment I spent my free time playing
as much baseball and hanging out with other guys as I could. It
was going to be a long time before I could do this sort of thing
again and I wanted to make the most of the time I had left as a
boy.
Even though dad had let up on me mom kept trying to get me
back into dresses by telling me how cute I looked and reminding
me of how much fun it was. Actually I liked her telling me that I
was a cute girl and it was fun dressing up in pretty outfits but
I sort of felt that I just had to be a boy until the end of
school. One day she gave me a nicely wrapped present, when I
asked what the occasion was she just smiled and told me to open
it.
Inside was a complete nail care kit! Mom decided that I
should get into the habit of taking care of my nails so that they
looked nice. She sat down with me and showed me how to file and
buff them to smooth any rough spots. Not only would this make
them prettier she explained but there'd be less of a chance of
snagging my stockings when I put them on! So every night after
my bath I would sit down and make sure my nails were okay. I
also had to learn how to apply the nail polish that came with the
kit. Unfortunately I had to take it off before going to bed. I
couldn't show up for school with nail polish on!
Even with my new responsibilities I was going to work hard
at being a regular boy for the next two weeks to try to forget my
biggest worry, namely that I might not want to go back to being a
boy after summer was over! I couldn't imagine what would happen
if I told my family that I didn't want to be a boy anymore but I
couldn't help thinking that it might happen!
The two weeks flew by and school was finally over. All the kids
were laughing and cheering, happy to see the start of summer
vacation. I was laughing and carrying on with the others even
though I was scared half to death. I said good bye to Jim and
promised to keep in touch as I walked up to my front door. As I
entered the house I realized that the next time I walked out the
door it would be as a girl but I felt strangely happy! I could
have stopped this whole thing after getting that jacket but I
didn't want to! No one had forced me to wear girl's clothes, I
was the one who asked mom if I could.
Mom greeted me as I came in and asked if I was all ready for
my vacation! She seemed positively thrilled that her son was
about to spend three months of his life as a girl! I didn't want
to upset her by saying that I didn't want to go to Aunt Barb's
and actually it would have been a lie. It had taken a little
while, okay it had really only taken two days, but I was not only
resigned to becoming a girl for the summer I was looking forward
to it! I hugged mom and told her that I couldn't wait to go!
I went up to my room to put my school stuff away and found
that mom had set an outfit out for me. Laying on my bed was my
blue romper, a bra, panties, a girdle and socks. Looking around
I found that the only things left in my closet were guy's
clothes. Sitting near my door were two new light blue suitcases
filled with Kristen's clothes! Yep, mom was definitely looking
forward to my becoming a girl! "Might as well get started," I
thought as I began to undress.
I set my school clothes off to the side, I wasn't going to
be needing them for a while, mom would put them away till next
year. I pulled on my panties and after getting everything
adjusted I pulled up my girdle. I still couldn't get over the
way it smoothed me out in front and gave me such a cute, rounded
butt! I slipped on my bra, adjusted it and pulled on the romper.
The label said it was half nylon and half polyester which must
have been why it felt so silky. I pulled it up over my shoulders
and buttoned the front. I put on my socks and sneakers, brushed
my hair and went down to see mom.
Mom was thrilled with the way I looked and complimented me
several times. She handed me a pair of blue clip on earrings and
helped me get them on. Looking at myself in the mirror I thought
the earrings added a really nice touch to my outfit and told mom.
"You'll be learning all about accessories for your outfits
dear, earrings are just one small part!"
Mom suggested that since we had time before dinner I might
like to do my nails.
"Is it okay to put polish on them too?" I asked hopefully.
"Well of course, Kris!" Mom replied. "Nail polish looks
nice on girls your age!"
Since mom had already packed my nail kit she let me go into
her room and use her things. I checked my nails over very
carefully for any rough spots then applied a coat of light pink
polish to them. I took my time since I was still a little new to
doing this but when I finished I knew they were just right! Mom
let me sit and read a magazine while they dried saying that she
didn't want me to mess them up helping set the table. I sat down
with my magazine and checked out the newest summer fashions!
It wasn't much longer before dad walked in from work. He
looked at me and smiled telling me how nice I looked. He began to
apologize for deciding to make a girl out of me but I stopped him
short.
"I don't mind dad, really." I said. "Actually I'm really
happy you did this. I'll be able to see what it's like to be a
real girl! Not many dads would do that for their son!"
Dad burst out laughing. "No," He said when he finally
stopped. "I doubt many boys would care!"
"Well I do dad!" I said happily. "I can't wait for Aunt
Barb and Cindy to get here! Imagine, a whole summer as a girl!"
"Yeah," Dad said. "Imagine!"
We sat down and had a delicious dinner after which I helped
mom clean up and do dishes. We no sooner got everything cleaned
up than Aunt Barb and Cindy pulled into the driveway. I ran to
the door to greet them!
They were happy to see that I was dressed as Kristen instead
of Mike.
"This might not be such a tough job after all," My aunt said
as she looked me over.
Cindy looked at me silently for a few moments then asked,
"Are you sure you know what you're getting into Mike? I mean you
understand that mom and I are going to do everything we can to
make a girl out of you?"
"She's right Mike," Added my aunt. "When we're done you'll
be as close to a real girl as we can possibly make you! You can
back out now if you want to and no one will ever know!"
I just smiled at Aunt Barb and said, "Go ahead, do your
worst!"
My aunt glanced at my father to see if there had been any
change of mind on his part.
"You heard the girl Barb, do your worst!"
Aunt Barb smiled at mom and dad. "Say goodbye to your son!"
She then asked Cindy to bring in the stuff from the car as
she led me into the kitchen. I was told to sit in a chair next
to the table and wrap a towel around my shoulders to protect my
outfit. Cindy returned from the car and spread a bunch of
curlers and stuff on the table.
First Aunt Barb took me over to the sink and shampooed my
hair, she dried it off just until it no longer dripped and began
to comb it. I didn't realize how long it had become until it
ended up just above my eyes. Before I could move it out of the
way Aunt Barb began to trim it. After she finished with the
front she began to work on the sides and back. It took a few
minutes but soon she pronounced it perfect.
She then took me back to the sink while Cindy began mixing
something that smelled awful. When she was finished she handed a
bottle to my aunt who began to squeeze small streams of it into
my hair. She would take her comb, part my hair in one place,
squeeze some stuff onto my head then repeat the steps in another
spot. Puzzled, I asked what was going on.
"We're giving you a dye job Kris," giggled Cindy. "Instead
of that mousy blonde hair you've got you'll have a cute shade of
Auburn!"
"Oh yeah," I replied. "Jim's mom did that to him already.
But what's the use since it comes out with a good shampooing?"
"Not this stuff Kris!" Laughed Cindy. "This color's
permanent until you switch or it grows out!"
"Wait a minute!" I shouted. "You never said anything about
permanently dyeing my hair!"
Aunt Barb just laughed at my predicament.
"Relax Kris, it's just one step in changing you from a boy
to a girl! And speaking of permanents, guess what you're getting
next!"
I had no choice but to sit there while my aunt colored and
curled my hair! I told them to do their worst and they were
certainly trying!
After putting what she called the perm solution on me Aunt
Barb rolled my hair up in curlers and sprayed what she said was a
setting solution on it. Satisfied that they were done with my
hair they went to work on my eyebrows next.
Cindy took one side while her mom took the other. Each had a
pair of tweezers and a cotton swab with hair dye on it. After
several minutes of painful pulling they applied the hair dye to
my brows then took something that looked like tweezers that had a
long curved end padded with foam, put hair dye on it and did my
lashes.
Cindy then took my hands, removed the polish I had so
carefully applied to my nails and glued finger nail tips on them.
"Just a little extra touch Kris! You'll love the way they
look when I'm done!"
After gluing on the fake nails she took a bottle of dark red
polish out and began to coat my nails.
"Pink doesn't look good with your new hair color Kris,
You'll need something darker! You can do your toe nails when we
get home!"
Mom dragged out an old hair dryer she had in the attic and
set it up for me. It had a small case that sat on a table or
floor with a long hose that attached to a plastic hood. She
placed the hood over my curlers, turned it on, handed me a
fashion magazine to read then went into the living room with the
others.
After about an hour they returned and turned the dryer off.
Aunt Barb removed the hood and began to check to see if my hair
was completely dry yet. Apparently it was because she began to
take out my curlers. When the last curler was out she then took a
brush and began to style my hair. She parted it just a little bit
back from my forehead and began to brush that section back and
towards the sides. When she finished that she brushed the front
section, fluffed it up and brushed it over my forehead.
Cindy and Mom had silly looking smiles plastered on their
faces while dad just stared at me. I had seen that look before,
it was the same way that Jim had looked at me when mom had gotten
us all dolled up!
"Do I look like a girl dad?" I asked as Aunt Barb removed
the towel from my shoulders.
Dad smiled at me.
"You're a beautiful young lady now Kris! Absolutely
beautiful!"
Cindy grabbed me by the hand and pulled me to my feet.
"Come on Kris, take a look at yourself now!"
I was thrilled at how I looked! I had really pretty dark
red, wavy hair that went past my collar in the back with curly
bangs in front. My eyebrows and lashes were a little lighter than
my hair but no where near what they used to be. As a matter of
fact my eyebrows were now thin and arched, my lashes looked
longer and curled upward! I was now one of the prettiest girls I
had ever seen!
"I love it!" I shouted! "I'm really pretty!"
"I'm glad you like it Kris," Cindy said. "You're going to
be a hit at the dances this summer!"
Cindy was right, I'd be thrilled to dance with a girl that
looked as pretty as I did! I was beginning to look forward to
trying my new look out on some guys. I couldn't wait to see how
they'd react to me!
Mom snapped a few pictures of me while Aunt Barb packed up
the curlers and the rest of the things she'd brought. I happily
posed with Cindy so mom could get some great shots!
When everything had been cleaned up I kissed mom and dad
goodbye then reached for my suitcases. Before I could pick them
up dad stepped in and took them.
"Allow me Miss!" He said as he carried them out to the car!
I kissed mom goodbye then headed for the car with Cindy. Dad
was on his way back by then but I stopped him to say goodbye.
"Thanks dad," I said as I hugged him. "You're really
sweet!"
"My pleasure young lady, do you suppose I could get a kiss
from my beautiful daughter?"
I threw my arms around his neck, hugged him tight and kissed
his cheek.
"I love you dad!"
"I love you too Kris!"
It was dark out by then but it really didn't matter. If
anyone had seen us they'd never have guessed that the pretty girl
hugging my father was really his son! Mike was just a pile of
clothes I had left behind.
Cindy was full of questions for me as we drove to her house.
She insisted that I tell her all about the play and how it felt
the first time I wore girl's clothes. She burst out laughing
when I told her how mom made me wear a slip and panties along
with the skirt, blouse, and stockings I wore for the play.
"Weren't you worried that someone would see your slip?"
I explained that it was several inches shorter than my skirt
and that mom and I had checked carefully to make certain it
wasn't showing!
She listened intently when I told her about my "date" at the
mall and skating the next day. I left out the part about how the
boy had kissed me at the skating rink but Aunt Barb seemed to
know all about it!
"Aren't you forgetting something Kris?" She asked.
"Uh no, why Aunt Barb?"
That's when she blew my cover!
"What about the kiss? Did you enjoy it?"
"Kiss?" Cindy asked. "What kiss mom?"
Embarrassed, I broke down and told Cindy all about how the
boy had held my hand and given me a kiss goodbye at the skating
rink.
Cindy squealed excitedly.
"Did he kiss you on the lips, did you like, did you kiss him
back?"
"No Cindy," I laughed as I tried to explain. "He kissed
me on the cheek, and I didn't kiss him back! After all I'm not
that kind of girl!"
"But did you like it?" Cindy shot back. "You never said if
you liked it or not!"
"Well, it wasn't too bad I guess. I mean it was only on the
cheek!"
"Aha!" Cindy Squealed! "You did like it!"
"Okay girls," Aunt Barb broke in. "That's enough for now!"
"By the way, are either of you girls hungry?"
"Sure mom," Cindy replied. "I could go for a burger and a
drink!"
"Me too!" I chimed.
We turned into the parking lot of a fast food joint and I
remembered how scared I was when we stopped after the play. This
time I was confident that no one could tell that I was a boy, my
aunt had too good of a job for that to happen!
"This is great" Cindy exclaimed. "I know a couple of the
kids who work here! I can't wait to introduce you to them Kris!"
As we approached the counter the girl at the register
greeted Cindy. Cindy wasted no time introducing me as her
younger cousin Kristen who would be staying with her over the
summer. The girl smiled, checked me out from head to toe and
said that she'd introduce me to her little sister.
"That's great!" Cindy said. "I told Kris all about the
dances, maybe your sister would like to go too!"
The girl thought that was a great idea, her sister wanted to
go but her friends were too shy. Now she'd have someone to go
with!
We got our order and sat down to eat when one of the guys
who worked there came over to us. Cindy of course performed the
introductions.
I noticed that even though the guy was talking to Cindy he
kept sneaking glances at me. I thought he was cute and decided
to have a little fun with him.
While he was talking I crossed my legs and sat back in the
booth to let him get a better look at them. Needless to say he
immediately glanced down and almost lost his train of thought.
I couldn't believe how easy it was for me to distract this
guy! I mean if I had sat up straight to show a little more of my
bust line I'll bet he would have completely forgotten what he was
saying!
I had to go to the restroom so I excused myself, picked up
my purse and headed for the ladies room. The guy was gone when I
got back but Cindy said he couldn't take his eyes off me as I
walked away!
I asked Cindy if girls really knew how much power they had
over guys.
"Of course," She replied. "Guys will do anything they can
to please a girl if she's cute or if they like her. That's one of
the fun things about being a girl!"
We finished our sandwiches and drinks and were leaving when
the boy passed us.
"See you later!" He called after us.
Before Cindy could reply he added; "'Nite, Kristen!"
I turned and smiled.
"'Bye, it was nice meeting you!" The smile that brightened
his face told me that I had made a new friend! Out in the car I
told Cindy that I hoped I hadn't done anything wrong with a guy
she liked. Cindy told me to relax that he was just a friend from
school.
"He seemed to take an interest in you though!"
"You think so?" I asked, trying not to appear interested."
"We all think so Kris," Laughed my aunt. "Kind of fun
getting a guy's engine racing like that isn't it?"
"Excuse me?" I replied, hoping that they hadn't noticed my
efforts to get his attention.
Cindy howled with laughter.
"She crosses her legs so he can get a better look at them,
swings her little butt on the way to the ladies room, then acts
like she did nothing wrong!"
"It's okay Kris," my aunt said. "We'll teach you how to
handle guys. It looks like you'll be a very popular girl!"
I hoped the darkness hid my smile. I was very happy and
excited that boy had taken an interest in me. Even better was my
aunt's telling me that I was going to be a popular GIRL!
We got home and Aunt Barb showed me to a spare bedroom. The
room was absolutely meant for a girl, it had light violet walls,
frilly curtains, and a canopy bed with a white ruffled canopy.
The bed had a pillow with a satiny, ruffled case that looked so
inviting. Before I could plop into bed though I had to unpack
all of my clothes, put them away and take a bath.
I ran my bath water while putting my clothes away then went
into the bathroom to undress. I had just gotten settled into a
warm bubble bath when the door opened and Cindy walked in!
"Relax Kris," She said, noticing my obvious concern.
"We're both girls remember!"
She then handed me a pink plastic razor and began to show me
how to shave my legs and underarms. Even though she acted as if
there was nothing to be upset about I found it really tough to
relax while she demonstrated on my right leg. Cindy lathered my
leg up with soap then began to run the razor up and down my
outstretched leg I figured she'd stop at the knee since the rest
was underwater but she had other plans.
"Stand up so I can get the rest of you!" She said as if she
were talking to a little kid.
"Are you nuts!"
"Come on Kris, quit fooling around. You have to learn how
this is done!" Cindy said, losing patience with my modesty!
Feeling very silly I slowly stood up out of the protective
bubbles.
Cindy never even batted an eye, she kept talking about what
she was doing as she shaved all the way up to my waist!
"Okay Kris, now raise your arm."
I raised my arm and Cindy lathered my underarm and ran the
razor over me a few more times.
"Think you've got it Kris?"
"Yeah Cindy, sure!" I said. I would have said anything to
get rid of her.
"Okay then, do a good job. Let me know if you need help,
I'll be back to check when you're done.
Cindy finally left the room and I began to shave my left
leg. I lathered it up just as Cindy had done and carefully ran
the razor up and down my leg. It wasn't easy getting around the
back but with a bit of twisting and turning I managed to shave
everywhere.
I just laid back down in the bubbles to relax and admire my
smooth legs when once again the door opened and Cindy came in.
"Don't you ever knock?" I asked sarcastically.
"Not for my little sister!" She quickly replied. "Now
stand up and let me see how well you've done!"
Sighing, I stood up and waited while Cindy examined me.
"Very good Kris," She said. "Just one more thing and
you're done!"
She handed me a pair of sharp hair cutting scissors and told
me to trim my pubic hair down about an inch or so. After I
trimmed it I was to lather the area and shave the stubble that
remained.
"You want to look good in your bikini don't you?"
I had forgotten about my bikini, I definitely wanted to look good
in that! I took the scissors from Cindy and while she was
standing there began to trim my pubic hair. I trimmed it as low
as she thought would be needed for my bikini and trimmed the
sides to prevent anything from peeking out! After I finished with
my razor Cindy said that I was done and offered me a towel as I
stepped out of the tub.
She showed me how to pat the shaved sections dry instead of
rubbing them then helped me apply some baby oil to keep me
smooth. She handed me a pink nylon nightgown and helped me pull
it over my head. I looked down and found that it barely reached
my thighs!
"Isn't this a little short?" I asked.
Cindy just giggled as she handed me a pair of matching nylon
panties with rows of lace around the back. I pulled them on and
was thrilled at how silky they felt!
"Come on Kris," Cindy said as she left. "I've got a
surprise for you!"
I followed Cindy into her bedroom as she closed the door.
She began to take off her jeans and top but I was determined to
stay put.
After all, she said we we're both girls right!
Cindy took of her top and jeans, then asked me to unhook her
bra. I was a little surprised but did as she asked. She then
pulled off her panties, reached into a drawer and took out a
yellow nightgown just like the one I wore. She pulled it on and
stepped into the matching panties. Looking at ourselves in the
mirror we both broke into a giggling fit.
"Wonder what that guy in the store would say about you now?"
Giggled Cindy.
"I hope he'd like what he sees!" I shot back. We went
downstairs to show Cindy's mom our matching outfits!
Aunt Barb told us we made cute sisters in our nightgowns and
suggested that we dress alike more often. It seemed like fun so
Cindy and I agreed to give it a try sometime.
Aunt Barb suggested that we get to bed since tomorrow would
be the first full day of learning to be a girl and she wanted me
to be wide awake for it. I gave her a good night kiss and told
her how anxious I was to be a girl. Back in my room I sat down
on my bed and began to run my hands over my legs. I didn't have a
lot of hair to begin with but what little I had was gone now. My
legs felt very smooth and soft after shaving and the baby oil. As
I laid down and covered up I knew without any doubt that I was
going to enjoy being a girl!
Kristen
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