From nostrumo@nienor.IN-Berlin.DE Mon Apr 28 05:47:53 1997
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.tg
Subject: Repost TG (complete): Kristen by Karen Elizabeth L. (1/7)
From: nostrumo@nienor.IN-Berlin.DE (Nostrumo)
Date: 28 Apr 1997 09:47:53 GMT
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Hi.
I had seen a repost of this story and thought if it is reposted it
should be reposted completely.
To the author. Karen I'm sorry that you felt betrayed, but
neverthelesss keep ongoinig with your stoires and share them with
others.
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you have some usefull hints or some good coments, your mail is then
welcome. Flames, you know, they will be piped to /dev/null.
If you are an author and wish to remain anonymouns or just try to
avoid the replies to your work. I offer you the chance of posting your
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story postings and for nothing else.
Enjoy the story.
Ciao
Nostrumo
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Kristen
by Karen Elizabeth L. (KarenTV720)
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!
One 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 teenage 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. Let's 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 of 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 Heather's 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 won't say anything about this Mike, " He
asked. "Don't worry buddy," I said. I won't 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 a s 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 Heterosexual's." 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 cherry, "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 bustline 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 rpetty 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. Aftrer a little brushing and teasing she showed me the
finished job. I now had fluufed up hair parted at the fron 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 he bustline! 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 to 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 wear 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 moms 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 bustline
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 aas 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 lether 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 outsidfe
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 obstacvle 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 ot being myself again . I put on the slippes 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 goodnight 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 prefumed 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
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From nostrumo@nienor.IN-Berlin.DE Mon Apr 28 05:48:07 1997
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.tg
Subject: Repost TG (complete): Kristen by Karen Elizabeth L. (2/7)
From: nostrumo@nienor.IN-Berlin.DE (Nostrumo)
Date: 28 Apr 1997 09:48:07 GMT
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Hi.
I had seen a repost of this story and thought if it is reposted it
should be reposted completely.
To the author. Karen I'm sorry that you felt betrayed, but
neverthelesss keep ongoinig with your stoires and share them with
others.
As usual I DIDN'T write this story and haven't any claim on it. If
you have some usefull hints or some good coments, your mail is then
welcome. Flames, you know, they will be piped to /dev/null.
If you are an author and wish to remain anonymouns or just try to
avoid the replies to your work. I offer you the chance of posting your
stories and collecting the response for you. This offer only stands for
story postings and for nothing else.
Enjoy the story.
Ciao
Nostrumo
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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 wan'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 waas
actingas 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's 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
describerd 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 I'm 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 we're
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 makeup 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 makeup saying she wanted it to look just right.
She said girls my age shouldn't wear much makeup, it made them look like
"little tramps"! "No daughter of mine is going to look that way!" She
vowed.
"Uh mom," I interuppted, "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 makeup. 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 makeup. 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 smilled 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 girls purse
with some makeup and cologne in it.
"Don't forget your purse sweetheart," she said with a smile. "You might
want to touch up your makeup 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 shoppping, 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 makeup 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 teenage 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 he 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
teenage 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 tring on outfitts 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. "You 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
girls' 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 taken care of. I
had to use the bathroom and fast! While mom was checking out I asked the
sales clerk where the rest room's 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 makeup. 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
makeup. Mom had told me to make sure I didn't over do it. I was she told
me, still too young to use much makeup!
I touched up my lipstick, brushed my hair, picked up my purse and left. Mom
was waiting back at the checkout 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 teenage 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 Rick 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 bach home no 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 see's them?" I asked. Mom said not to worry, dad wass 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 tommorrow. 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 didn't 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 hairpiece 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's 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 seen 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
From nostrumo@nienor.IN-Berlin.DE Mon Apr 28 05:48:18 1997
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.tg
Subject: Repost TG (complete): Kristen by Karen Elizabeth L. (3/7)
From: nostrumo@nienor.IN-Berlin.DE (Nostrumo)
Date: 28 Apr 1997 09:48:18 GMT
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Hi.
I had seen a repost of this story and thought if it is reposted it
should be reposted completely.
To the author. Karen I'm sorry that you felt betrayed, but
neverthelesss keep ongoinig with your stoires and share them with
others.
As usual I DIDN'T write this story and haven't any claim on it. If
you have some usefull hints or some good coments, your mail is then
welcome. Flames, you know, they will be piped to /dev/null.
If you are an author and wish to remain anonymouns or just try to
avoid the replies to your work. I offer you the chance of posting your
stories and collecting the response for you. This offer only stands for
story postings and for nothing else.
Enjoy the story.
Ciao
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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 t 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' 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 quizzickly 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 stepped 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 of 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's keep my dresses and stuff out of sight and only she and
I would know where about them. Wit 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 she 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 Kristen!
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 looking 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 hairpiece, 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 blastso 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 goodnight 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 meeting 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 teenage 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 w as 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 know 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 petty 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 reluctanly gone shopping as Kristen to get
my jacket and had ended up leaving with an assortment of girls 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 interuppted.
"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 sleeeves 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 necline. 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 hurredly 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 strockings. I forced myself to slowly
pull them up my legs to avoid snagging or rippping 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 makeup 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
makeovers.
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 lashed 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 makeup as she took on
me. She still wouldn't let us look in the mirror. Instread she told us to
put our dreeses 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 zippped 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 waas 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 oher 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 teenaged 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 teenage 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 ring. 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 ring, 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 know, you might just
end up with 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 couple 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 n 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
From nostrumo@nienor.IN-Berlin.DE Mon Apr 28 05:48:30 1997
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.tg
Subject: Repost TG (complete): Kristen by Karen Elizabeth L. (4/7)
From: nostrumo@nienor.IN-Berlin.DE (Nostrumo)
Date: 28 Apr 1997 09:48:30 GMT
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Hi.
I had seen a repost of this story and thought if it is reposted it
should be reposted completely.
To the author. Karen I'm sorry that you felt betrayed, but
neverthelesss keep ongoinig with your stoires and share them with
others.
As usual I DIDN'T write this story and haven't any claim on it. If
you have some usefull hints or some good coments, your mail is then
welcome. Flames, you know, they will be piped to /dev/null.
If you are an author and wish to remain anonymouns or just try to
avoid the replies to your work. I offer you the chance of posting your
stories and collecting the response for you. This offer only stands for
story postings and for nothing else.
Enjoy the story.
Ciao
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4___Kristen____________________________by_Karen_Elizabeth_L._(KarenTV720)_
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 Krtisten 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," Interupted Jim. "Kristen, I mean Mike didn't even know until a
couple of weeks ago!"
"Well at least your family wont 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 see's 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 makeup 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 makeup done.
Mom thought I had done a pretty good job with my makeup, 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 makeup
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 da 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 ho 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 know! 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!
We went to a restaraunt in town that we had been to many times before so I
was scared half to death that someone would recognize me. Dad told me to
calm down or I'd end up giving myself away.
"Haven't you ever looked at yourself in a mirror when you're dressed?" He
asked.
"Sure I have," I replied, "But what has that got to do with anything?"
Dad smiled and hugged me. "What I'm trying to tell you is that you make a
very cute girl. No one is going to believe you're really a boy!:"
I knew that wasn't easy for dad to tell me since he seemed so upset over
seeing me in a dress. Hearing it from him made everytrhing seem so much
better. At least it did until I saw the waitress approach our table.
My family and I came to this restaurant often and this lady had waited on us
many times. I was all set to plead with dad to leave before she saw me but
it was too late, before I could get a word out of my mouth she approached
our table and greeted mom and dad. Looking over at me she smiled and asked
mom who I was. Mom smiled at me and introduced me as her niece Kristen
saying that now and then I'd visit them while Mike stayed with her family.
The woman smiled at me and told me how pretty my dress was saying that she
thought it a shame that girls my age didn't wear pretty clothes more often.
I almost laughed out loud when she said that she thought girls dressed too
much like boys and it was getting harder to tell them apart! Before she
left with our order she complimented me again on how nice I looked and said
how nice it was to see a girl that really looked like a girl!
Every time this woman came to our table for something she'd smile at me and
ask how I was, if I was enjoying my stay and if there was anything else she
could get for me. As soon as I finished my soft drink she'd see to it that
I got a refill, once even telling me to have as much as I liked while I
didn't have to worry about my figure. She laughed and said that soon enough
I'd have to be concerned about how I'd look in a special outfit and worry
about my shape and weight.
I couldn't believe the way this lady acted towards me since as I mentioned
my family and I ate there often and this woman never had much to say to me
before. Suddenly she was so sweet and concerned offering advice from one
woman to another! As we left even dad remarked about the change in the
woman and how nice she had been to me.
"Well I'd have to say that you passed that test Kristen!" Dad laughed.
"That woman never said to words to you as Mike, but put you in a pretty
dress and suddenly you're close friends!"
"That's just the way women are dear!" Mom explained. "That lady had nothing
in common with Mike. Boys don't have to worry about how an outfit looks if
they gain a couple of pounds but a girl will! Let's see how you act towards
Mike if he continues to dress as a girl. I'll bet you even treat him
differently!"
Dad wasn't smiling any longer. "That's what worries me." He said glumly.
Dad was quiet the rest of the way home seemingly lost in thought. He
dropped mom and me off and said he was going for a ride to think things
over. After a couple of hours he came back and saw me stretched out on the
couch. He immediately told me that I couldn't expect to lay around like
that with a dress on and made me sit up straight. I tried to tell him that
it really didn't matter around the house but he reminded me that since I was
dressed like a girl I'd better act like one. Not wanting to upset him
further I apologized and sat up to watch television. I really wanted to
prop my feet up on the coffee table in front of me but I was certain dad
wouldn't view that as a very lady-like way to sit. This dressing up
business was beginning to become a real nuisance!
I still had two months of school left with no sign that anything would
change and I was getting a bit worried about summer vacation. I had
followed dad's rules completely, every morning I went to school as Mike and
as soon as I got home I became Kristen. Dad of course kept his end of the
deal and always treated me like a girl. Sometimes it was nice, I felt
closer to him as Kristen than I did as Mike, but there were those other
times.
Dad had curiosuly decided that he enjoyed eating out and spending time at
the mall more than ever before. Of course when he felt the urge to eat out
or check out something at the mall he insisted that Mom and I come along.
He probably thought that he was punishing me but actually these trips were
boosting my confidence as Kristen and I found myself looking forward to
them. Mom caught on to what dad was doing at the start and after several
unsuccessful attemtps to get him to stop she and I decided that we could
have some fun with him.
Whenever dad decided that we were going out to dinner I chose one of my
prettiest dresses to wear and mom would help me do my hair into a really
cute style. I always wore stockings and a pair of low heeled shoes along
with a splash of cologne for younger girls. During dinner mom would
casually mention that she was going to the ladies room and ask if I'd like
to go along. Of course I never refused!
If he wanted to go to the mall I'd wear something less dressy such as a
denim skirt and top with a pair of socks and sneakers. While we were
walking through the mall mom would often point out pretty outfits in the
shop windows and ask what I thought of them. Once inside a store I would
often find a dress that I gushed over and mom would insist that I try it on!
I would try the dress on then ask dad what he thought of it often saying
that I thought it was really "Cute" or "Adorable"! Dad once tried to
retaliate by pointing out some really frilly panties and slips and saying
how nice I'd look in them. To his shock mom immediately bought them for me!
He never tried that trick again!
I had a lot of fun during those trips but still enjoyed playing baseball and
other sports. I suppose this confused dad, but he never said anything to me
about it. The weeks until summer vacation kept ticking off though with no
decision on dad's part on what was to happen to me. I wanted to ask him,
but yet I was afraid of what he might say.
What would I do if he said that I had to spend my summer as a girl. I
couldn't stay inside all summer yet I certainly couldn't pretend to be
Kristen around my friends from school and the neighborhood. I could just
imagine the laughter and name calling that I'd have to put up with if anyone
discovered me in a dress! I was probably as confused as dad since I enjoyed
being a boy and yet had a great time as Kristen too!
The school year finally wound down to two more weeks which was both good and
bad for me. The good part was that my fourteenth birthday was coming up
this weekend and my family had always bought me some terrific presents! The
bad part was that with two weeks left dad still hadn't said what would
happen to me. I was still wearing girl's clothes after school.
Saturday was to be my birthday and I asked dad if it would be okay to invite
some friends over from school. He told me that he didn't mind, but that he
expected me to wear one of my prettiest dresses since it was a special
occasion. That pretty much ruled out my friends coming over, with the
exception of Jill of course.
Friday evening dad came home from work and asked mom and me to come into the
bedroom. I was hoping that he'd change his mind and that I could finally
dress like a guy again but that wasn't exactly what he had in mind. Instead
he had stopped to pick up some things for me and wanted to see how I liked
them.
First he showed me a really cute dress with a pink flowered skirt and cream
colored top, The top and short sleeves were made of a sheer material and the
trim around the end of the sleeves matched the pattern of the skirt. I fell
in love with it the instant I saw it! I held the dress against me and
stepped in front of the mirror to see how it would look. As I twirled from
side to side I noticed dad's reflection in the mirror and suddenly
remembered how I had gotten into this mess. When I began to put down the
dress I noticed dad's face and to my surprise he was smiling! He seemed
really pleased that I liked the dress so much but wanted to show me what
else he bought for me. Next out of the bag was a cream colored full slip
trimmed in lace at the top and hem. Along with it were several pairs of
matching panties and padded bras! Everything looked so pretty that for a
time I forgot all about being Mike! I sat the dress down, turned to dad,
threw my arms around his neck and kissed him on the cheek!
"Thank's dad!" I said happily. "Everything is so pretty! You're the best
dad a girl could have., I can't wait to wear these things!"
Dad never flinched, he hugged me tight, kissed my forehead and told me how
happy he was to have such a nice daughter. He laughed and put his arm
around my waist saying that he still had a few more things to show me. He
reached back into the bag and handed me several pairs of white stockings
labeled "sheer and silky"! He said that he thought they'd look nice with my
new dress. Before I could thank him he handed me a small jewelry case. I
fumbled with it for a moment before I got it open. Inside was a pair of
pink clip on earrings and a gold chain. I quickly clipped my earrings on
and as I removed the chain from the box I noticed that it was folded under
the cardboard insert. Lifting the cardboard I saw that the chain had a
charm on the end of it. The charm had gold lettering with a diamond in the
center. As I read the lettering I could feel tears welling in my eyes, the
lettering said "Daddy's Girl"!
Dad hugged me tight as mom helped me put on the necklace. I just stood
there looking in the mirror and crying as dad stood behind me and held me
around the waist. He kissed my head several times and told me how much he
loved me. I turned and kissed him on the cheek blubbering "I love you too"
between tears.
Dad helped me calm down and dried my tears. His final surprise to me was
that for my birthday he'd tell me his decision about my future as Kristen!
I knew I wouldn't sleep a wink that night!
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 see 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 slip's and bra's 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 makeup 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 teenage 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 teenage 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
From nostrumo@nienor.IN-Berlin.DE Mon Apr 28 05:48:41 1997
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.tg
Subject: Repost TG (complete): Kristen by Karen Elizabeth L. (5/7)
From: nostrumo@nienor.IN-Berlin.DE (Nostrumo)
Date: 28 Apr 1997 09:48:41 GMT
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Hi.
I had seen a repost of this story and thought if it is reposted it
should be reposted completely.
To the author. Karen I'm sorry that you felt betrayed, but
neverthelesss keep ongoinig with your stoires and share them with
others.
As usual I DIDN'T write this story and haven't any claim on it. If
you have some usefull hints or some good coments, your mail is then
welcome. Flames, you know, they will be piped to /dev/null.
If you are an author and wish to remain anonymouns or just try to
avoid the replies to your work. I offer you the chance of posting your
stories and collecting the response for you. This offer only stands for
story postings and for nothing else.
Enjoy the story.
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_Kristen____________________________by_Karen_Elizabeth_L._(KarenTV720)_ 5
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 wont 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 teenage 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 sundress 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 Cindy's 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 beribbonned 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 wont 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 be 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 makeup. 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 expalined. "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
lashed 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 ring, 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 squealer 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 bustline 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
From nostrumo@nienor.IN-Berlin.DE Mon Apr 28 05:48:52 1997
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.tg
Subject: Repost TG (complete): Kristen by Karen Elizabeth L. (6/7)
From: nostrumo@nienor.IN-Berlin.DE (Nostrumo)
Date: 28 Apr 1997 09:48:52 GMT
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Hi.
I had seen a repost of this story and thought if it is reposted it
should be reposted completely.
To the author. Karen I'm sorry that you felt betrayed, but
neverthelesss keep ongoinig with your stoires and share them with
others.
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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 goodnight 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!
It took a few moments for me to figure out where I was the next morning.
After all I wasn't used to finding myself in a frilly canopy bed wearing a
nightgown and panties!
After a quick trip to the bathroom I went down to have breakfast with Aunt
Barb and Cindy, Cindy of course wore a nightgown that matched mine but my
aunt was wearing a short one that showed her panties as she prepared
breakfast. I guess it was rather obvious to Cindy what I was looking at
because she began to giggle.
I thought my aunt would be mad at me but she just laughed.
"You'll get used to it soon Kris!" She said. "After all you're a girl now
too!"
Cindy gave a playful shot to the ribs.
"I can't wait to see what the guys think of you Kris!" She laughed. "You're
going to attract a lot of attention you know!"
I thought back to the mall and roller skating and realized that Cindy was
probably right. I was pretty enough as a girl to interest other boys but
was that something good? After all I was still a boy regardless of how I
looked.
"That's what worries me!" I replied. "What am I supposed to do if a boy
wants to go out with me?"
"I've already talked to your folks about that Kris. You'll be allowed to go
to dances and things like that with other girls or double date with Cindy.
No going out alone though, you're too young yet!"
I almost fell out of my chair! I meant how could I avoid boys asking for
dates and my family had already established ground rules for my going out
with them!
"But I can't go out with other boys!" I exclaimed. "Besides I don't want to
date boys!"
Cindy looked at me as if I had just insulted her.
"There's no way you're going to ask any girl for a date as long as you're
here! I'm not about to have the other kids think there's something wrong
with me!"
"I thought your parents and I made everything clear to you last night!" My
aunt replied angrily. "You're a girl now and you're going to be a girl for
the summer! That means completely living as a girl so you'd better get any
thoughts of dating girls out of your mind right now young lady!"
I was so upset by Aunt Barb's outburst that I began to cry. Cindy pulled
her chair close to mine and put her arms around my shoulder.
"Please don't cry Kris," She said soothingly. "Every thing's going to be
okay!"
"Sure, that's easy for you to say!" I sobbed. "Your life's not being turned
upside down! What if you had to be a boy?"
"I doubt I'd like that but if I had to I'm sure I'd make do somehow. I
enjoy being a girl though, and once you relax you'll see how much nicer it
is to be a girl!"
Aunt Barb handed me a kleenex to dry my tears.
"Your parents thought they were doing you a favor Kris, they thought you'd
enjoy being able to wear pretty clothes and live like a real girl."
"I just enjoyed pretending to be a girl once in a while, I never really
wanted to be one!"
"Well it wouldn't be fair for you to think that all there was to being a
girl was wearing pretty outfits. Now you're going to get a chance to really
experience life as a girl!"
I could see that there was no way for me to win this argument. If only I
hadn't been so willing to let mom dress me up and pretend I was her
daughter. It had been a lot of fun but now I had to become a girl and I was
scared out of my wits!
"What's going to happen to me?" I asked timidly. "How bad is it going to
get?"
Aunt Barb smiled as she sat next to me.
"It's not going to be bad at all Kris! Actually I think you'll really enjoy
yourself once you forget about being a boy!
"Yeah Kris!" Said Cindy. "You're going to have a blast as a girl! You're
pretty and thin enough to wear some really cute outfits."
"Cindy and I are going to smooth out any rough points that you might have
and soon you'll be a lovely young woman! " Aunt Barb said. "You'll do
absolutely everything Cindy does, housework and running errands for me. In
a little while everyone will get to know my pretty niece!"
"Once everything's done around the house we can hang out at the mall or the
swimming pool." Cindy added. "And of course there's always Friday
evenings!"
I didn't need to be reminded about Friday evenings, that was what had
started the argument in the first place.
"Do I have to go to the dances?" I asked. "I'd feel really strange if
another guy wants to dance with me."
"You don't have to if you don't want to." My aunt replied. "But I'll bet
that if you went to just one you'd beg to go back!"
"Remember the guy you met last night?" Cindy asked coyly. "I happen to know
that he goes to all the dances!"
"So what if he does, what are you trying to say?
Cindy laughed. "Only that he seemed to think you were cute! Remember how
he said goodbye to you?"
I began to blush remembering how he had ignored Cindy to specifically say
good bye to me.
"Just come with me Friday," Cindy pleaded. "If you don't like it I'll never
ask you again!"
Trying to be a good sport I agreed and Cindy immediately threw her arms
around me and hugged me. It felt nice to make her happy and it was only one
dance.
After breakfast Cindy and I went back to our rooms to get dressed. I was
picking out a dress to wear as I was told to do when Cindy walked in wearing
only a bra and panties.
"Need any help Kris?" She asked cheerfully.
I had to work hard to avoid looking at Cindy but managed to ask her help in
picking a dress. We finally decided on a pretty blue and white striped one
with short puffed sleeves. Cindy made no effort to leave while I changed
into a pair of panties and a bra. I chose a full white slip which Cindy
thought was adorable and after slipping it on began to pull on my pantyhose.
"You're pretty good at getting dressed!" Cindy exclaimed. "Are you as good
at acting like a girl?"
"That guy last night didn't seem to have any problems with me!" I said with
a smile. "What do you think?"
Cindy looked me up and down before replying.
"I think you're going to be the cutest, sweetest, little sister any girl
could want!"
That really made me feel great! If I had to be a girl then I wanted to be
Cindy's sister, what more could any girl ask for?
"Thanks Cindy, you're really sweet. I'm thrilled to be your little sister!"
Cindy helped me zip up my dress and after I slipped on a pair of pumps we
went back to her room while she dressed.
It still felt odd for me to be sitting there watching a girl get dressed but
like I was told - we were all girls here!
When Cindy was done we went downstairs to start my lessons in being a girl.
My aunt had me walk across the room several times, turning and stopping to
pick things up. Next I had to sit down, cross my legs or sit with my knees
together. One of the hardest lessons was picking up small, flat objects -
my new fingernails kept getting in the way! Cindy and her mom showed me how
to get under things with my nails making it so much simpler to lift things.
It was amazing the things that a girl did differently, I really began to
have fun learning to do everyday things the way a girl would!
Cindy and her mom were very pleased with how quickly I learned things, I
suppose it was because I had so much practice at home with mom. The one
thing I did have problems with though was keeping my shoulders held back, no
matter how hard I tried I couldn't seem to get the hang of it.
Finally my aunt gave up, glancing at Cindy she told her to get what I'd
need. Cindy left the room in a rush and was giggling hysterically when she
returned.
"What's so funny?" I asked hesitantly.
"These are!" She laughed as she brought her hands from behind her back.
"You're going to have boobs!"
I stared open mouthed as Cindy handed her mom a pair of realistic looking
breasts!
"Quit staring and unzip your dress!" Laughed my aunt. "I want to see how
you'll walk with these in your bra!"
Before I could move Cindy was already pulling my zipper down. I slipped it
off my shoulders and pulled down the straps on my slip. Aunt Barb gently
pulled the cups of my bra away from my chest and inserted a breast form in
each cup. As I pulled my slip and dress back up I noticed the difference in
weight on my chest pulling me forward. I automatically pulled my shoulders
back to stop the feeling that I was falling on my face.
"Good girl! Exclaimed my Aunt. "That's exactly what I wanted!"
I kept glancing down at the bulges in my dress, wondering how hard it would
be to get used to them yet delighted to have them!
" Neat, I look like a real girl with these!" I said excitedly.
"You looked like a real girl all along Kris," Said my aunt. "Those will
help you walk and even feel like one though!"
"How do you like them Kris?" Asked Cindy.
"They're going to take a little getting used to but I love them!"
"You'll get used to them soon enough, you'll be wearing them under all your
outfits." Said my aunt. "You can even wear them swimming!"
With my new breasts I was able to stand and walk exactly the way I was
supposed to and we quickly finished my training for that afternoon. I was
looking forward to tomorrow when my Cindy was going to teach me how to set
my hair and use makeup! Now though my aunt wanted me to go to the grocery
store and pick up a few things for her. I put the money in my purse and set
off on my adventure.
As I walked to the store I passed several of my aunts neighbors. They were
all very sweet, smiling and treating me as though there was nothing wrong.
It really gave my self confidence a boost to have these strangers accept me
as a girl. I smiled back, held my head high, my shoulders back and enjoyed
being a girl!
Once I got to the store I picked out the items I was sent for then decided
to spend a few moments browsing through the makeup and stockings. I had
always wanted to be able to look at the different types of makeup and
stockings but as a boy I didn't dare spend an uneccessary moment in this
section for fear someone might notice me. Now however I could spend as much
time as I pleased and no one would care!
When I finally finished the shopping I walked home dreaming of being able to
go into a store and pick out some stockings or makeup all by myself. I was
so involved in my dreaming that I didn't notice the group of boys playing
catch in the park. I didn't notice them however until I passed them and
suddenly heard a whistle ring out! I turned towards the sound an found all
three boys staring at me, one in particular had a silly grin on his face! I
wasn't sure what to do and I suppose I was kind of flattered so I looked
back and smile at him. He immediately broke into a huge smile, grasped his
chest and collapsed screaming "I'm in love"!
I continued walking to avoid any problems but there was a spring to my step
that hadn't been there seconds earlier!
I didn't mention this to my aunt when I got back, for now this would be my
little secret! Cindy had already left for work at the local burger joint so
Aunt Barb suggested that we go shopping to continue my training. She was
going to give me a quick course on fabrics and outfit coordination while we
picked out some new outfits for me.
I half heartedly protested buying any more clothes because of the cost, but
my aunt said that dad had insisted I have every conceivable outfit a girl
could have! Well since dad insisted who was I to argue, right?
Along the way Aunt Barb told me that the most important thing to learn about
being a girl was to express my emotions. Not just if I was upset or happy
but to express them about everything I came into contact with! She told me
that a boy would describe the way something looked but a girl would describe
how she felt about how it looked! A shirt was not yellow to a girl, it was
a bright, cheerful, yellow. A red dress was a warm, romantic red and so
forth. In the half hour it took to get to the mall I practiced describing
thing I saw along the way. It proved to be very much fun with gorgeous,
jade green cars and a breath taking sunset tinged in warm shades of orange,
yellow and maroon!
Aunt Barb showed me many different outfits and pointed out the features
unigue to each such as a scoop neckline, A-line skirt, flip skirts,
flouncing, eyelet trim, and princess waistlines. After showing me several
different styles and explaining them I had to point out the features on
outfits I saw. After doing this in several stores we got down to the
serious business of my wardrobe.
Aunt Barb introduced me body suits while we were shopping and once I tried
one on with a pair of low waisted jeans I was hooked! Suddenly I had a
figure any girl my age would be proud of. It seemed to emphasize my
.breasts while hugging my sides to give me curves I never knew I had before.
The snap crotch worked with my girdle to allow me to squeeze into a pair of
tight jeans that thrust my butt prominently outward. As I zipped up the
jeans I noticed that because of how tight they were I now had the familiar
crotch that I admired on the girls at school! I was completely a girl in
this outfit and I just knew I had to have it!
I begged Aunt Barb to let me buy it on the spot but she insisted I try a few
more outfits on first. She handed me another body suit, this one a
beautiful peach shade with a delicate lace scalloping along the scooped
neckline. Before I could try it on she purchased a low cut bra for me and
had me put it on. I quickly removed the bra I had on and replaced it with
the new one carefully inserting my fake breasts into it's cups. I slipped
on the body suit, fastened the crotch and pulled up my jeans. When I came
out to show my aunt how I looked even she was stunned!
"I never noticed this before Kris but you actually seem to have cleavage!"
She said as she stared at my chest.
Standing me in front of a mirror she had me look take a look at myself.
I saw it immediately, the body suit being lower cut than the other one
allowed a section of my chest to show where a girls bust line would have
begun. There to my shock was what every fourteen year old boy dreams of
getting a glimpse of - the tops of a girls breasts! It definitely shocked
me, yet deep inside I liked what I saw!
"Good grief!" I asked bewildered. "Where did they come from?"
"It must be that bra!" My aunt said. "It's a little different style and
probably pulls together the loose skin on your chest. I guess that's not a
good style for you, take it off and I'll find something else."
"Aunt Barb," I murmured. "I sort of like it, can I keep it?"
"I'm sorry Kris, I wasn't paying attention. What was it you said.?"
Summoning all the courage I had I looked at my aunt and repeated myself. I
was expecting the worst, after all this was all in fun, why would I want
something that made me look like I had real breasts?
Instead of laughing at me my aunt just smiled and asked if I thought one
would be enough. I smiled and told her I thought I should have two or three
just in case! Without another word she picked out two more of the same
style and placed them in our cart. I couldn't wait to get a chance to wear
one, maybe that dance on Friday?
I still had many more outfits to try on and describe of my aunt but my mind
was elsewhere. I couldn't get the image o my breasts out of my mind, I had
to show Cindy and see what she thought!
After we bought every outfit I said I really liked we went shopping in a
small jewelry store where I bought several necklaces and bracelets for
myself. I was having a wonderful time picking out some really cute earrings
when my aunt asked me to sit down in a chair. I was busy comparing several
different sets of earrings trying to make a decision and without any thought
sat down where I was told. A few moments later I felt a twinge of pain in
each earlobe and looked up to see my aunt holding a mirror in front of me.
Looking in the mirror I saw that I now had two small golden globes attached
to my ears!
"Well Kris, what do you think? Now you'll be a able to wear pierced
earrings!"
I was speechless as my aunt paid for the ear piercing and several pairs of
earrings for me. When we got out to the mall I asked her how she could have
done that to me.
"Relax Kris, You'll see how much nicer they are than clip on's and the pain
will go away in a few minutes!"
"But how do I go back to school in the fall with pierced ears?" I Asked
somewhat dismayed.
My aunt shrugged off my concern telling me that we'd think of something, in
the meantime I should enjoy wearing pretty earrings!
I was worried that things were moving a little too fast for me. I mean
seeing myself with cleavage was one thing but now pierced ears? How far did
my aunt intend to take me?
All the way home I kept pretty quiet wondering my cleavage and what I was
going to do with my ears! I was able to accept my aunts explanation of my
cleavage and after a few minutes I even found myself happy to have pierced
ears. After all now I could go out and buy that really adorable pair of
jade green earrings I had admired. I also wanted to pick up some pink ice
earrings and a matching necklace which I thought would look so nice with my
pink dress!
The rest of the week was pretty quiet, I spent some time every day with my
aunt learning more about how to act like a girl and of course running an
errands she needed run. I spent my free time sunbathing in the backyard in
my bikini and talking with Cindy. Once I told Cindy about how I looked in
my new bra she began to experiment with me. We soon discovered that my
hooking my bras on the tightest setting I looked for all the world like a
real girl! It was a short step from my bras to my bikini top which
generated a lot of interest from guys at the pool! The trips to the local
pool were always a lot of fun, I met a few other girls my age and made some
new friends. By the end of the week I had a pretty nice tan going
and was beginning to feel very relaxed and at ease as a girl. Before I knew
it Friday was here and I had a dance to go to that evening!
I was a nervous wreck on Friday, I'd never been to a dance before let alone
as a girl! Cindy kept talking to me throughout the day giving me pointers
on how to act around boys. I kept telling myself that no boy would ever ask
me to dance, after all there would be plenty of pretty REAL girls there, I
could just stand around and watch.
With only a few hours left to go I took a shower and shaved my legs and
underarms again. I had shaved them just the night before but I wanted to
make sure everything was right. After I dried myself off I wrapped a towel
around my hair, slipped on my robe and panties and went back to my room to
get ready. I pulled out my curlers and set my hair so that it would have
time to dry then started work on my nails.
I chose a light pink polish because I thought it would best match my dress
and earrings and carefully applied several coats to my finger and toe nails.
After about a half hour of putting it on, taking it back off, and putting it
on again I was finally satisfied with the way they looked. I knew that I'd
have to wait my nails dried before I could finish dressing or do my makeup
so I grabbed one of my fashion magazines and sat back to wait it out.
Finally my nails were dry and I could finish dressing. I pulled on a pair
of white pantyhose and after making sure my new bra was hooked as tightly as
possible I turned it around, slipped my arms into the straps and inserted
the breast forms. Once again I saw the developing breasts of a young girl
peeking out from the bra and I was just as thrilled to see the way I looked
as I was at the mall! I pulled on a panty girdle to make sure no bulges
would show in the front of my dress and also because it gave me a nice
looking butt. I stepped into a pink half slip and pulled my dress over my
curlers. I figured I'd wait and have Cindy zip me up, meantime I set to
work on my hair. I gently took out the curlers and worked my hair in to a
style I had practiced during the week. Next I put on a little bit of
makeup, a light coral lipstick that looked great with my hair color and just
a touch of pink on my eyelids. I put on my new pink earrings, my necklace
from dad, a bracelet and a delicate little ankle chain before stepping into
my white pumps to find Cindy.
After she zipped me up Cindy checked me out to make sure I looked just right
for the dance. She kept complimenting me on how nice I looked and what a
great job I had done putting an outfit together! When she asked me if I was
ready for my first dance I shrugged and said that I was as ready as I'd ever
be.
I really wanted to tell her that I was really looking forward to to the
dance, my girlfriends and I had talked about nothing but the dance all week!
We spent hours talking about what we were going to wear and what guys we
wanted to dance with and how we could get them to ask us! I found myself
caught up in the conversation and when asked about who I'd most like to
dance with I mentioned the guy who had whistled at me.
The girls pestered me unmercifully until I agreed to tell them the story
about how a boy had whistled at me. I tried to keep things as simple as I
could but the others wanted to know more about what he looked like, whether
I thought he was cute and if I minded being whistled at. Since it was just
my friends I told them what the boy looked like, yes I did think he was cute
and that I really liked being whistled at! I guess the smile on my face
told them that I thought this guy was more than cute and in a few moments I
found myself calling him "Dreamy"!
Imagine, me a fourteen year old boy calling another boy dreamy!
" Well what the heck", I thought to myself, "He really was dreamy! I mean
he had the cutest smile, pretty light brown hair that didn't seem to want to
stay down in the back,
a tan to die for and best of all he thought I was pretty!
Cindy broke into my daydream and asked me to zip her dress up for her.
"Anyone special you're hoping to see tonight little sister? She asked.
"No, no one in particular Cindy," I said. "I'm just going to be nice to
you!"
"Yeah, right!" She shot back. "Just remember I'm going to be keeping an eye
on you tonight so don't even think of sneaking off with some boy!"
Before I could say anything she winked at me. "Unless of course he's got an
older brother for me!"
We broke up laughing and hugged each other.
"You're really sweet Kris," Cindy said. "I'm really glad you decided to let
me and mom make you into a girl!"
I paused for a second.
"That's what kind of bothers me Cindy," I said. "I've only been a girl for
a week now and I think of myself more and more as a girl!"
"Yeah, so what's the problem little sister, You are a girl remember?"
"No Cindy, I'm a boy remember!" I shot back. "I'm a boy who looks like a
pretty girl but I'm still a boy! When summer's over I go back to being a
normal boy again."
Cindy just laughed. "That's going to be some trick! You're a much better
girl than you ever were a boy!"
"Tell me about it!" I exclaimed. "If things keep going the way they are
I'll be more girl than boy by the time summer's through! Then what?"
"We'll figure it out then Kris!" She said off handedly. "Until then you
have to be a girl so enjoy yourself!"
"Believe me, " I grinned. "I am, I really am!"
Cindy finished dressing and we took off for the dance. When we got there I
saw my girlfriends waiting and ran to join them. We spent a few minutes
looking over each others outfits then went into the dance.
Inside it was a lot like the one or two dances I had gone to during school,
the boys all grouped together on one side and the girls on the other. Since
none of the boys seemed to want to dance my friends and I went out and
started dancing by ourselves. I was having a lot of fun, dancing as a girl
meant that I could just relax and have fun I didn't have to worry about what
anyone else thought about me since the other girls were doing the same thing
I was doing!
I danced to every song that the band played and loved it! Soon however they
announced a slow song for couples and my friends and I reluctantly headed
off the floor. Before I made it back to the safety of my friends however a
boy stepped in front of me and smiled.
"Hi!" He said happily. "I just stopped by to tell you that I'm in love with
you!"
"Excuse me?" I said, unsure of what I heard.
The boy looked at me and said, "Since I'm in love with you I thought you'd
at least dance with me!"
Just then we stepped into the light and I saw that the boy was the same one
who had whistled at me!
"Well, " I said giving him what I hoped was a heart breaking smile, "Since
you do love me I suppose it's okay to dance with you!"
Taking me by the hand he led me back onto the dance floor. He introduced
himself as Tom as he put his arm around my waist.
I didn't even try to protest as he pulled me close. I was experiencing
feelings that I'd never know before! Yes I know I had a mini date with a
boy at the mall and had skated with and even been kissed by a guy before but
Tom was different. For one thing he was so much cuter than the other two
guys and he seemed to have a way to make me laugh and feel relaxed. And
this all within a few short minutes!
My dancing lessons with my aunt proved really helpful as Tom led me round
the floor. He held one of my hands in his while I held the other one
against his chest. He seemed to be really excited about dancing with me
because I could feel his heart pounding against my hand.
The dance only lasted for a few minutes but they were great minutes, Tom
kept me laughing the whole time with his jokes! I wanted to spend some more
time with him but my girlfriends wanted me to go to the bathroom with them.
I knew they wanted all the juicy details about Tom and I really couldn't
wait to tell them. I told Tom I'd dance with him again later but right now
I had some "Girl Stuff" to take care of. Tom seemed so happy that I
promised to dance with him again that he didn't care what I had to do so off
the the Girl's room I went with my friends!
We spent almost fifteen minutes in the bathroom with most of it dedicated to
questioning me! I don't remember ever hearing any boys asking so many
questions about another guys date but then again not many of the boys I hung
out with had a girlfriend.
We got back to the dance and once again went out to dance together but our
happy little group was shortly invaded by Tom and some of his friends. He
managed to separate me from my girlfriends but since he brought some guys
for them they didn't seem to mind!
Tom and I danced together most of the night although a couple of times I did
dance with other guys when they asked me.
By the end of the night I had danced with about five other guys besides Tom
and I had a blast with each of them! One guy was a junior at Cindy's school
and several inches taller than me. When we danced a slow dance he put both
arms around my waist which gave me no choice but to put my arms around his
neck. He was really sweet, asking me all about myself and whether I was
enjoying my vacation. I don't remember anyone ever being interested in me
the way he was.
After the dance was over I met up with Cindy and told her all about the guys
I'd danced with. I must have spent more time talking about Tom than the
others and she quickly zeroed in on him asking me all about him. After I
finished describing him she told me that she knew his older brother and
occasionally went out with him. She asked if I'd like her to set up a
double date with him and his brother but I quickly turned her down. A dance
as a girl was one thing, dating another guy with me in a dress was a whole
different ball game!
Back in my room as I took my dress and lingerie off to get ready for bed I
kept wondering what it might be like to go out on a date with Tom or some
other boy. I mean it's not as if it would be anything major, I wasn't
getting married or anything like that. I'd still really be a boy it's just
that if I was going to be a girl for a while why not do what girls did and
date boys? It would all be just part of a harmless little game and I wasn't
going to have to do anything but smile and laugh at their jokes. I suppose
I could even let them give me a good night kiss on the cheek if I absolutely
had to but that would be it! Dating a boy and kissing one were entirely
different things, right?
I was almost ready t o go to Cindy's room and tell her I'd double with her
when I decided to wait. It had only been a week, no point in rushing
things! Still when I went to sleep I found myself dreaming about going out
with Tom, he'd wear a jersey and a pair of jeans and I'd wear a pretty denim
dress I saw the last time I was shopping. Maybe we'd go to a pizza shop and
then a movie where he'd put his arm around me and I'd snuggle close to him.
When we got home he'd walk me to the door and put his arms around me.
Drawing me close he tell me that I looked really great then he'd lean down
and kiss me! In my dream I put my arms around his neck and we kissed for
several minutes before I had to go in. One last kiss and we'd say goodbye
with plans to go out again the next weekend!
The kiss is what worried me. What would I do if he tried to kiss me on the
lips or heaven forbid give me a "french" kiss that all the guys bragged
about? Would I punch him in the face the way Mike would do to another boy
or would it be best to just gently push him away explaining that I wasn't
that kind of girl? Punching him would be a problem, how would I be able to
continue on as Kristen if I punched out another guy? Of course he was a
little bigger than me and might punch back,. Then again maybe I wasn't
strong enough to push him away, then what? Would I have to stand there and
let him kiss me? Worst of all, what if he kissed me and I liked it?!
I knew I'd have to deal with this problem sooner or later, all girls my age
did, but I decided to make it later, as late as possible! Meanwhile I was
going to have as much fun as a girl my age could!
A few days later Cindy announced that there was an opening at the hamburger
shop where she worked and that she had talked to her boss about hiring me.
He seemed interested and wanted me to come in for an interview. I wasn't
sure if I wanted to work but Aunt Barb insisted on it. She said that I
shouldn't be depending on dad for everything and that it would be a big help
in getting used to being a girl!
The next morning I put on a gold top and a pair of jeans and set off for my
interview. I filled out the application listing my home address, but showed
that I was staying with Cindy. I never stopped for an instant as I checked
the box for Female under sex. To tell the truth, it never occurred to me to
do anything else. I guess Cindy and my aunt were wearing down any
resistance I might have had!
My interview lasted only a few minutes and ended with my being hired as a
cashier. Cindy took me into the back room and helped me pick out a uniform
top and bottoms that I'd have to wear. I was supposed to report the next
day for training!
I took my uniform home and tried it on to see how I'd look in it. The
inserts in my bra gave me enough of a bust line to fill out the top but even
though the bottoms were the same size I usually wore I noticed that they
were a little tight in the butt and hips. I pulled them up, zipped my top
up, put on my cap and looked in the mirror. The top was designed to curve
in at the waist and ended just at my hips which protruded out in my bottom.
The effect was great, I looked like a curvy young girl!
The next day I showed up for training and began to learn all I need to know
From nostrumo@nienor.IN-Berlin.DE Mon Apr 28 05:49:04 1997
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.tg
Subject: Repost TG (complete): Kristen by Karen Elizabeth L. (7/7)
From: nostrumo@nienor.IN-Berlin.DE (Nostrumo)
Date: 28 Apr 1997 09:49:04 GMT
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Hi.
I had seen a repost of this story and thought if it is reposted it
should be reposted completely.
To the author. Karen I'm sorry that you felt betrayed, but
neverthelesss keep ongoinig with your stoires and share them with
others.
As usual I DIDN'T write this story and haven't any claim on it. If
you have some usefull hints or some good coments, your mail is then
welcome. Flames, you know, they will be piped to /dev/null.
If you are an author and wish to remain anonymouns or just try to
avoid the replies to your work. I offer you the chance of posting your
stories and collecting the response for you. This offer only stands for
story postings and for nothing else.
Enjoy the story.
Ciao
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_Kristen____________________________by_Karen_Elizabeth_L._(KarenTV720)_ 7
to be a "cheerful, friendly, counter girl" as the training manual described.
I had to be the best girl I could possibly be since I would meet and talk to
several hundred people a week and each of them had to think of me as just
another cute kid earning her spending money!
I did my best and soon I was working several days a week .
My aunt was right, this job really helped me change from thinking of myself
as a girl for the summer, now I considered myself to be just another girl!
I really had no choice you understand, every time I poured a drink or
reached for a sandwich I saw my polished and cared for nails, everyone
called me Kris or Krissy and treated as though I were a girl so it wasn't
long before Mike was a very distant memory!
I couldn't complain though, I made several new girlfriends and got to know a
couple of guys who seemed to find me cute! Once in a while I would get
together with some of the other kids and we'd go to a show or if it was just
us girls we'd go to the mall to shop!
After about a month of work and some very hard thought I finally got up the
nerve to ask Cindy to arrange a double date!
Cindy set it all up and within hours I was set up to go out with Cindy, her
friend John and his brother Tom! Cindy set it up so that for my first date
we'd go to a movie and a local pizza shop, nothing fancy, just a chance to
get used to dating.
I was a nervous wreck the entire week before the date, I had to concentrate
extra hard at work to keep from goofing up! I confided my plans to my
girlfriends and we made several special trips to the mall to find just the
right outfit for me.
I had a blast that week trying on a slew of different outfits including some
that were just too sexy or fancy for a movie and pizza. Still the outfits
were gorgeous ranging from strapless evening gowns which fit like a glove
and gave me a figure designed to drive guys crazy to a pear of jeans and a
flannel top.
The gown was of course too much, too much money and too much me, while the
jeans and shirt were much too tomboyish! I wanted Tom to think I was pretty
and the jeans and shirt seemed to say, "I'm one of the guys!" a thought I
didn't want Tom to have! Finally after hitting nearly every store in the
mall I found the denim dress I adored!
I knew I wanted that dress as soon as I saw it and trying it on was just a
formality. Of course once I saw how I looked I knew I had that most elusive
of things - the perfect dress!
I practically ran to the register to pay for my dress, I wanted to make
certain that it was all mine!
I had been to several dances over the past weeks so getting ready Friday
afternoon wasn't that much work anymore. I was very good at fixing my hair
and makeup but I spent a little extra time just to make sure everything was
perfect. I put on some of the lingerie dad had given me along with a pair
of tan pantyhose with light blue pumps. My dress buttoned up the front and
when I put it on I left several buttons open on top just to feel a little
sexy!
I added a pair of white earrings to match the belt of my dress and a gold
bracelet around my wrist. I felt so great that I honestly couldn't wait to
see Tom, I wanted him to think I was the cutest girl he ever saw!
Tom and his brother arrived right on time and came in to meet Cindy's mom.
When we got to the car Tom held the door open to allow me to get in first, I
smiled and said that I thought he was sweet. His face brightened up like a
little kid getting his favorite toy for Christmas! Tom got in next and at
first sat with enough room for two more people between us. I smiled and
asked if he'd mind sitting closer so that we could talk. I mean if this guy
was nice enough to spend money on me the least I could do was sit close to
him!
We talked a lot on the way to the movie, all about movies we saw and liked
or hated. I thought Tom would be a great friend even as a boy but I
realized that tonight things were different. Tom was expecting an evening
with cute girl and I couldn't worry about Mike. Tonight I was Tom's date
and I was going to make sure he was with the girl he expected!
We went to a really great comedy that made me laugh so hard I was crying!
Tom noticed my tears and became very concerned asking if he had upset me. I
explained that I was just having a great time and without thinking squeezed
his hand. Tom took my hand in his and held it for the rest of the movie.
It felt so nice and comforting that I didn't try to pull back, after all I
was his girl for the evening!
The movie was great and Tom and I walked out to the car hand in hand, once
again Tom held the door for me. It seemed like such a sweet thing to do
that I felt I could easily get used to being treated this way!
We got to the pizza shop and Tom sat across from me just staring at me and
smiling. When we got into the car to go home I sat close to Tom and let him
put his arm around my shoulders drawing me close. We sat like this and
talked all the way home.
Tom and his brother walked me and Cindy up to her house where we said our
good bye's. I didn't think just good bye was enough so I reached up and
kissed Tom on his cheek.
"Thanks for a wonderful evening Tom." I whispered. "You're really sweet!"
As I turned to leave Tom reached over and kissed my cheek.
"So are you Kristen!" He said.
When Cindy and I got inside I thanked her profusely for setting up the date!
I dated Tom several more times that summer as well as going to dances and
skating rinks with the guys and girls from work. I had such a great time
that I was truly sad to see summer end but the end of August was near and I
had to return to being Mike again.
I sadly packed all of my pretty clothes, changed my hair color and style and
returned home to mom and dad. Although I couldn't be Kristen everyday I did
arrange to spend most of my free time that way along with spending the
family's Christmas vacation as a girl.
As for my pierced ears I cover one hole up with a little dab of makeup and
wear a diamond in the other. My friends all think it's neat and several of
them talked their parents into letting them get an ear pierced too!
I did notice one thing about me that being a girl helped - I'm one of the
most sought after guys at school! At the school dances the girls love
dancing with me and I've never been turned down for a date! My friends beg
me to tell them my secret but I plead ignorance. After all, how many of
them would be willing to become a girl so that they too would know what
girls really like!
The End
(c) Copyright by Karen Elizabeth L.