From PROSE1222@prodigy.net Wed May 07 16:17:09 1997 Path: news1.infoave.net!news-dc-10.sprintlink.net!news-east.sprintlink.net!news-dc-26.sprintlink.net!news-peer.sprintlink.net!news.sprintlink.net!Sprint!uunet!in1.uu.net!192.207.105.50!prodigy.com!not-for-mail From: PROSE1222 <PROSE1222@prodigy.net> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.tg Subject: tg repost -- The Diary Date: Wed, 07 May 1997 16:17:09 -0400 Organization: Prodigy Internet Lines: 1996 Message-ID: <3370E345.5546@prodigy.net> Reply-To: PROSE1222@prodigy.net NNTP-Posting-Host: 204.237.211.5 Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=iso-8859-1; name="Diary" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable X-Mailer: Mozilla 3.0 (Win95; I) Content-Disposition: inline; filename="Diary" transvestite tales volume i I love being a girl....Make me a woman! THE DIARY December 22, 1970 Dear diary... I sit here with my hair in curlers wearing a bra, panties and pantyhose. There is a sanitary napkin attached to my panties as it is time for my period. I am writing this because I have been instructed to. Mother caught me today, rummaging through my sister's drawers and she is making me write a daily diary to describe my punishment. I had no excuse to offer her for being there. I told her something or other about looking for a pair of my sister's panties to wear since all my underpants were in the wash. She went into my room and looked in my drawer to see it was full of clean underwear. I then had to reveal my secret desire to dress as a girl and enjoy their softness. I had dressed up on two other occasions, but this time mother had returned and caught me in the act of selecting something to wear. She was very angry with me, and since it was my sister's clothes I was stealing, she decided my sister should also be allowed to help her punish me. She picked up my sister's phone and called her at the restaurant that she works at part time to tell her what I had been up to. Krystal's response was to tell her that the only fitting punishment is to make me live as a girl and really see what it is like, including having a period like any other girl of fifteen. Mother agreed with her and told her she was going to dress me in some of her clothes and put my hair up in curlers. She added that she would wait for my sister to finish work and come home before doing anything else to me. = So as I sit with my hair drying, she handed this diary to me and told me to be like other teenage girls and write in it daily. I was to include all the events taking place in my life and how I felt about them. I don't know what else they have planned for me but I'll soon find out as it will be only twenty minutes before Krystal gets home and has her say. She is eighteen. I like wearing her clothes but I do not really want to be a girl. = I'll write more later. Dear Diary... I am back again to tell you what happened after my sister got home. It has been a long day. She talked with mother before coming over to me. They laughed loudly, and I was soon to discover why. Krystal said, "You deserve all you are going to get you perverted little sissy. Mother is letting me be in charge of your punishment, since it was my clothes you were using. She has a few things she will add later but for now I'm in charge and the first thing we are going to do is finish getting you dressed. We both agree that since you want to play dress up while we are away that you should do it all the time, in fact, we insist you be a girl until further notice. I am going to dress you as a teenage girl using my clothes and then mother is taking you and I shopping for some clothes of your own. We'll get you some panties, bras, pantyhose, skirts and dresses. We are not going to allow you to wear pants at any time. All your shoes will be high heels and you will have to get used to the cold air on your bare legs. The first five days as a girl you will be having your period. This means wearing a sanitary napkin at all times and changing them as necessary. = That is only the beginning of the humiliation I am going to inflict on you." She looked me over and then whispered something to mother, sending her off to another room. She returned with a box and a bottle. Krystal opened the box and asked me if I remember these as she held up a pair of lifelike breast forms. She had used them one year for Halloween so she could portray Marilyn Monroe. She told me they were now mine and I would have to wear them until she removed them. I did not understand what she meant until she took the bottle mother had brought in and began applying the special adhesive to my chest and gluing the breast forms in place. She showed me the bottle where it clearly read that it could only be removed with a special solvent. She then said the solvent would not be made available to me until I became a boy again. She laughed, "I saw the way you looked at the breasts on my friend Cindy the other day. You were disgusting as you sat there drooling over them. Now the shoes are on the other foot or should I say the tits are on the other chest. You are going to fill a D cup bra. Cindy is only a C. = Let's see how you like having boys drool over you." She proceeded to dress me in a light pink turtle neck blouse and a blue denim jumper and a pair of white go-go boots with three inch heels. I nearly stumbled trying to stand, but she wanted me to walk in them. With every movement I could feel the added weight and bounce of my new breasts. I was filled with confusion and new sensations. Mother told my sister that they would not want to have the whole town talking about the sissy in the family so they decided that for public appearance sake that I should be taught a few basic feminine fundamentals like sitting in a skirt, walking in heels, carrying a purse, and putting on makeup. The next couple of hours were spent on lessons in feminine deportment. We then headed for the mall, where I became their model trying on dresses, skirts, lingerie, shoes, blouses, coats, and nighties. They made several purchases. We were all heavy laden with bags and packages as we left. I thought we were on the way home when mother pulled into the parking lot of a beauty salon. I was escorted inside and introduced to Elaine, my mother's hairdresser. Krystal and mother each talked with her and pointed to some pictures they were looking at, then they called me over and told me to do exactly as Elaine says and that they would be back to pick me up later. They left and Elaine started in to cut, color and perm my hair. I came in with straight brown hair reaching my shoulder blades as was the style for boys in 1970. I left with a head full of golden blonde curls at shoulder length. The last thing she did before I left with Krystal and mother was to pierce my ears and insert the dangling gold hoops that Krystal handed her. We still did not go straight home. Mother dropped Krystal and I off at the local McDonald's and said she would see us after the movie as she reminded Krystal to call her for a ride home. McDonald's was the big hang out for all the teens in town and today, the first day of Christmas vacation was no exception. We met a couple of Krystal's friends there. I was introduced to them as her cousin Priscilla Anne. = I couldn't believe it but it took almost the entire evening before they realized who I really was. Once they figured it out the laughter never stopped and I ran out of shades of red. We had dinner and then walked to the movie theater. I had to use the lady's room badly, but felt guilty and did not want to go in alone. That is when they discovered who I was. My sister literally pushed me into the bathroom and reminded me to sit like a "proper young lady". In the meantime she told her friends the situation and they liked the idea of her humiliating me. When I returned to them from the lady's room I was shocked to see them with a group of boys. There were four boys and only three girls. I hoped they were not going to make me be the fourth girl, but they did. I was introduced again as Priscilla and paired with a boy I knew had a reputation with the girls in my class. He was the captain of the football team. His name was Jim. I had to sit and flirt with him during the movie. = After the movie I followed Krystal to the phone and was disappointed to hear her tell mother that we had met some boys at the movies and they were going to drive us home. She and the other girls went into the lady's room and I went with them. I was teased about getting my lipstick freshened for when the boys kissed us. I begged Krystal not to put me in that situation. = She and the other girls just laughed at me and said girls kiss boys not other girls and I wanted to be a girl so I had to do as the others and kissing boys was part of it. "I wonder what the boys would do to you if they found out that you were just a sissy and not a real girl? Shall we find out? Don't cry little sissy, we're not going to tell unless you try to get out of our little game by not kissing a boy." My sister was blackmailing me for her silence. The other girls agreed to go along. I had no choice but again asked for a reprieve anyway. Karen and Linda went in Bob's car with Bob and Jack. Krystal and I went in Jim's car with Kevin and Jim. One couple in the front seat, the other couple in the back seat. I was glad that I was paired with Jim figuring that while he was driving the most he would do is put his arm around my shoulders. I was right about that one at least. We drove to sunset lake and found the lover's lane parking area. The eight of us left the cars and strolled down a path to the beach. We then cuddled in pairs and I got my first kiss from Jim. I tensed up as he put his arms around me and drew me close to him. I shivered as he bent his head down toward mine and placed his lips against mine. Though it felt warm and tender, I was too scared to enjoy it. I heard a couple girls giggle as I am sure they watched me. Jim felt my nervousness and tried to put me at ease. He held me close to him and talked to me as he pointed out the different stars. His hobby is astronomy. = We stayed on the beach for a couple of hours and he kissed me several times, I found myself kissing him back. I felt strange. I was giving in to my circumstances, but he touched my emotions just the same. I was relieved when it was decided that we should head home. The boys walked us to the door and kissed us good-night. My sister asked how I liked my first date as a girl? I made the mistake of admitting that it was my first date of any kind as I had been too shy to ask a girl out. She said it was not going to be my last date as she was going to arrange a date for me every day of our vacation, since it only proved how much of a sissy I truly was and that I wanted boys rather than girls and she would see that I had my fill of boys. My next shock came when I went to my room and found all my male clothing missing and all the new clothes put away in their place. Mother had also replaced my curtains, sheets, and bed spread with a more feminine look. My desk had been replaced with the vanity from the guest room. My playboy calendar was replaced with a Chippendales one. My Farrah Fawcett poster was now a Robert Redford poster. My collection of playboy magazines was replaced with my sister's old Seventeen magazines. I was also presented with copies of Redbook, Ladies Home Journal, Cosmopolitan, and Vogue. My Hardy Boys novels were replaced by Nancy Drew Mysteries and Harlequin Romance novels. On my bed was a big stuffed teddy bear. Mother and Krystal laughed as I got accustomed to my new feminine surroundings. I was shown how to remove my makeup and placed in a baby doll pajama ensemble. = I put on my terry cloth robe and met them downstairs as requested. They had me sit on the sofa and listen as they pronounced my sentence of punishment informing me that I would stay dressed as a girl for the entire Christmas vacation. I would have to do my share of the "women's work" around the house that I had been excused from before, because I was a boy, but now I was a girl. I would go places with Krystal and do things she did. Mother also insisted that I would have to attend her New Year's Eve Party at the restaurant wearing an evening gown and going on a date. Krystal said she would find a boy to take me and spend the night with me. I was also informed that I would work at the restaurant as a hostess and a waitress during my vacation also. "We'll teach you what it really means to be a girl and steal my clothes to play your perverted sissy games." = With that I was sent off to my room to write this last bit and go to bed. December 23, 1970 Dear Diary... I cried myself to sleep last night. I was hoping to wake up this morning to find that it was all a bad dream, but it was not. Today was even worse. After my shower, Krystal came into my room to help me dress in bra, panties, pantyhose, and a pink cotton dress. Since they only purchased shoes for me with a minimum of three inch heels she had me wear a pink pair. She added makeup and jewelry and led me to mother. Mother had me clean the bathrooms and the kitchen, making me scrub the floors on my hands and knees. I was then informed that Mother was taking me to the restaurant to train me in my duties as a hostess and that I would work the lunch and dinner shifts. = Since the theme of the food and the decor is oriental I had to dress in a tight Siamese gold silk dress with a slit up one leg, gold high heeled shoes with five inch heels, large dangling cubic zirconia earrings, a matching necklace and bracelets on each arm. My nail color and lipstick were changed to a bright red. My hair was put up in a bun and decorated with a Chinese pin of sorts, I don't know what it is called. I was given a few minutes to get used to walking in the higher heels and then Mother put a fur coat on me, handed me my purse and escorted me to the car. I learned how to greet customers and control the seating to balance the workload for the waitresses. I learned how to operate the cash register and set a table. About two, Mother said she was pleased with my progress and said I was ready to solo. She excused herself and left me in charge of the restaurant. I had been introduced to the staff as her niece, and everything was going quite well until the end of the night when I was helping the waitresses clear the tables for closing, one of the waitresses noticed I was a little awkward in my gown and heels and took a closer look at my face. She was one of mother's best friends and had been to our house on many occasions and knew me as a boy quite well. She read through my disguise and greeted me by my boy's name. A look of shock and embarrassment came over me like a lightning bolt had struck. = She hung around until the other girls and staff had gone home, and mother arrived to close out and take me home. Mother made me explain why I was in a dress to her. She laughed and asked if she could help in my punishment. Mother asked what she thought she could add, or do? She then suggested that she could do for me what she had done for Krystal and arrange for a man to take my cherry and really make me a woman. She also suggested that mother get me a French maid's uniform and loan me out to clean other houses, beginning with hers. Mother asked her to come to our house to discuss her ideas more fully with Krystal present. She then explained that she had given the main part of my punishment over to Krystal since it was her privacy and clothing I was invading. Angela quickly agreed and we closed and went home. Krystal loved the ideas and told mother she should go along with them. Mother questioned whether they really thought my crime was serious enough to arrange a sexual encounter with a man. They both told her that I was a sissy and that if I wanted to be a girl, I should have to swallow cum like one and be fucked like one. If I were a real man I would never stand for being dressed as a girl and working as a hostess in such a glamorous outfit, and besides I had gone on a date with a boy and even kissed him which showed I was more interested in boys than girls. My sister added that I had told her that I had never asked a girl out, but willingly went out with Jim and returned the kisses he gave me instead of remaining passive to not cause trouble. "I was fifteen, just like her when you arranged for me to find out what sex with a man was all about. She is obviously interested in boys. You didn't hear her protest when I told her I would arrange dates for her or get her a date for New Year's Eve. If she wants to be with a guy then as you told me, I would rather the first time be with someone gentle and trustworthy, Angela knows these kind of men who would gladly teach her how to make love to a man and make her feel wonderful as he fills her with his cock and spills his cum into her." Mother gave in and told Angela to make the arrangements for my deflowering and entry into womanhood. Krystal then reminded mother that she had a French maid's uniform stored away from Halloween last year. Mother then informed Angela that I would be dressed and delivered to her house the next morning after breakfast and I would serve her as her maid until after the evening meal when I would return home to spend a traditional Christmas Eve with the family. I was in tears as I went upstairs to remove my clothes and makeup and dress in the pink terry cloth nightgown laid out on my bed for me. I don't know where all of this is going, and I am afraid they really will make me have sex with a man. I'm so confused I don't know what I want or who I am. December 24, 1970 Dear Diary... I am still in a turmoil over my identity. Today I was dressed in black lace panties, a matching bra and garter belt, black fishnet stockings, black pumps with four inch heels, and short black velvet French maid's dress pulled over several layers of white crinoline skirts, and a lacy white apron and cap were added to complete the outfit. Makeup and jewelry were added as well. I was given an overcoat to wear and then driven to Angela's home. I was told to do everything she asked and be sure and do a good job as her maid or I would be punished for it later. I was asked to dust every room, vacuum the rugs, clean the bathrooms and the kitchen, wash all her dishes and do her laundry including her hand washing. She then informed me that she had invited a few friends over for the afternoon and I would be serving their little gathering. She made sure I knew how to curtsey properly and instructed me that if any of the guests asked me for anything that the proper and only response would be to curtsey and say, "Right away, Madam or sir" and go do it. = She had me prepare two trays of different hors d'oeuvres and set out some chips and dips as well. As her guests began arriving, I had to greet them at the door and take their coats, hats and purses. She had invited eight guests that included Mother, Krystal, Karen, Linda, Elaine, Janet (another waitress at the restaurant), Paul and Charlie (a gay couple she and mother have known for years.). I continued to perform my duties as the maid, serving coffee, sodas and snacks. Everyone was told my true identity and I had to listen to them berate me. I was kept busy just so they could be entertained as I curtseyed for them. = My ass was patted and pinched by all. Janet asked if she could borrow me to serve at a Tupperware party she had coming up in the next week. I felt totally deflated when mother gave her approval and committed me to be there early enough to do all her housework as well. Karen mentioned that she was having a slumber party the day after Christmas and invited Krystal and I to come to it. She announced that she was also going to invite some boys for a little dancing and necking, but only the girls were going to be allowed to sleep over. She wanted everyone to bring their sexiest nightgown and their diaries for a diary swap. Krystal had told her that I was being forced to keep one and she was dying to read it. My only consolation is that I will get to read theirs. Angela told my mother that she had made arrangements for me on the 27th. My date would pick me up at 7:30. I was to dress for a night on the town and to please a man. Linda, then asked if she could play a trick on her younger brother by having me be a blind date for him. She said he had been bothering her to ask one of her "large breasted" friends to let him have a feel. "Priscilla is just the right girl for him. They are the same age for one, she has large breasts for another and she seems to enjoy being with boys. If she doesn't mind having her breasts fondled then they will be a perfect match." Much to my dismay, approval was given and she was told that I would be dressed in a miniskirt and a tight sweater for him. = Elaine then asked if she could use me as a model and let a professional photographer take pictures of me with different hairdos and hang them on the wall of her beauty salon as advertisement. Mother told her to make the necessary arrangements with her photographer and asked her to let us know what I would need to wear and bring. She told mother she would provide all the costumes and accessories. Paul and Charlie did not wish to be left out so they asked to borrow the maid for a thorough house cleaning before their New Year's Eve party. = Mother told them I was not available on New Year's Eve, but My services would be available the day before. They accepted and asked if they could take some photos of me at work. They were given permission and Krystal asked if they would mind taking some other pictures of me, for her as well, in my hostess uniform, and some intimate photos in my lacy underwear and "other" costumes while she directed. they smiled and agreed without hesitation. I was glad to see the party come to an end. I cleaned up the leftovers, washed the dishes, vacuumed the living room rug and then curtseyed as I asked Angela to give mother a report on my behavior and performance as her maid. She gave me a rating of good noting that I had missed some of the window sills in my dusting and she showed mother where. I took the dust cloth and finished the job offering an apology that she accepted and said she would not tolerate it the next time. = Mother added that since I did not follow my instructions to the letter I would be punished for my error. She did not say how or when. We said our good-byes and headed home to get our house ready for the family get together that evening. I was kept in the maid's uniform until everything was prepared and set. Mother then told Krystal to get me dressed and ready to meet the rest of the family when they arrived for dinner. It was a tradition in our family that each Christmas Eve we would gather at a family member's home, have a turkey dinner, then go out caroling in clothes designed for the eighteen hundreds. Men wore top hats and overcoats, while the women wore dresses with bustles, bonnets and shawls. Krystal dressed me as one of the women. I had to greet everyone at the door while they got dressed. The first to arrive were my Uncle David and Aunt Susan and their daughter Marion (17). I had to tell them why I was dressed as a girl and listen to them laugh. The next to arrive were my Aunt Nancy and Uncle Robert with their two sons Robert Jr. (15) and William (15). The twin boys were in my school class and couldn't wait to tell some of the other kids how I spent my vacation. The last to arrive was Uncle Richard and Aunt Carol with their three children Andrew (8), Mark (6) and Denise (4). Tradition requires that a member of the host family serve the others before sitting at the table themselves. This duty was always assigned to a female member of the family. This year I was given that role. Uncle Robert was the first to break the silence at the table, "I see that the sissy in the family finally came out of the closet and showed his true preferences. = I knew he never liked sports or had much to do with the other kids and now I know why." The twins told how some of the other boys in school call me names and treat me because I don't fight back and I have long hair. They revealed the incident at school that I never told anyone about that is probably responsible for the first time I dressed in my sister's clothes. It made me curious enough to want to try it. Two of the boys from the football team decided to have a little fun with me. One gym class as we were getting dressed for pool time they managed to take me naked into the girls' locker room and get their girlfriends to dress me in a girl's one piece swimsuit and bathing cap. The whole class had a good laugh as they dragged me to the pool. The instructor refused to let me go back to the locker room to change into my own suit and I had to remain as I was for the remainder of the class. I was teased about it for the next few days. They kept threatening to put me in a dress and have me go to my classes as the girl I seemed to be. They said I should face the fact that I would never be a man and should stop pretending and just be a girl. Everyone at the table had a good laugh and said they were right and that now I was dressed the way I should be. After dinner I had to clear the table and then we all went out caroling. I sang alto as my voice never really changed when I entered puberty. It just added one more item to my humiliation. There were no incidents as we went from house to house singing. Noone realized I was not there as a boy nor that I wasn't the girl at the time of our visit. We got back to the house where mother prepared some warm cider for everyone. Aunt Carol asked Krystal if she could baby-sit for them to go to some friend's house for a party Christmas night, but Krystal said she already had made plans with her friend Cindy. Aunt Carol then asked Marion who also could not make it. "Well, Priscilla, you are the next oldest girl in the family. Could you baby-sit for us tomorrow night? We would appreciate it greatly." Mother looked at me sternly when I hesitated to give an answer. I knew I had better say yes and did. Then Krystal spoke up saying that she had arranged a date for me and asked if they would mind if he came to their house? Everyone laughed when she said I would have to date a boy, and Uncle Richard gave approval for him to visit as I was baby-sitting but warned there was to be no sexual activity other than hugging and kissing in front of the children. I blushed as his statement drew laughs. The evening drew to a close as everyone got to open one gift. Mother opened a bottle of perfume I had given her. Uncle David received a tie from Marion. Aunt Susan got a necklace. Aunt Nancy got a charm bracelet. Uncle Robert was given a watch. Uncle Richard opened his gift of a sweater. Aunt Carol received a set of pearl earrings. Krystal got a rabbit fur jacket. Marion found her gift to be a pair of bell bottom jeans. Robert jr. received a pair of hockey skates. William also got a pair of hockey skates. I was next in line and opened my gift expecting it to be for a boy as I didn't figure they had time to get anything for a girl since they didn't find out about me soon enough. My gift was a see through black lace nightgown and a matching negligee. This drew a lot of oohs and aahs and comments from the boys that they would like to see me in it. Andrew got an erector set. Mark got a castle with toy knights. Denise got a doll. After everyone said their good-byes, mother had me clean the house while she and Krystal changed to their pajamas and watched some television eating the popcorn I had made for them. This was my punishment for not performing all my duties as Angela's maid correctly. When my work was done I was instructed to hang up my dress and put on my new nightgown and negligee and join them in front of the television. Considering the shearness of the material I chose to put on the black lace panties and bra set I had worn under the maid's uniform to hide my penis and my tits. I was shocked as I entered the room. Mother and Krystal each complimented me for showing modesty and wearing the panties and bra. "It is the difference between a lady and a slut. I'm glad to see you are a lady. I've raised you right, I think." = "You look sexy, little sister. See mother, I told you she was more girl than boy. A boy never would have added the panties and bra set. He might have added the panties but never a bra. = This is her third day as a girl and she continues to become more and more confident playing that role so much so that I wonder = if she will go back to being a boy again." That statement sent me running to my room in tears. I was crying, because she was reading my mind and brought my thoughts out in the open before I was ready to face them. I still do not know which life I prefer. What am I to do? December 25, 1970 = Dear Diary... I awoke this morning in hopes of finding some present under the tree that would be for a boy to reinforce that I did indeed have a masculine persona to cling to. I knew the cards were probably changed to read "Priscilla" but surely not the presents. There simply was not enough time for them to buy so many gifts for a girl. I was wrong. Every gift was for a girl. It was mainly clothes, but I also received a new stereo, a pair of figure skates, a ten speed bike which I had asked for as a boy, but of course I received the girls' version. I also got a subscription to Seventeen Magazine and Cosmopolitan Magazine. = After all the presents under the tree were opened Mother then said she had a special gift for each of us and went to her room. She returned with two more presents. She gave the first to Krystal. It was a beautiful silk kimono and every accessory for her to dress as a geisha. My gift was a long black satin evening gown with a diamond necklace, earrings, bracelet and ring as accessories. This was to be our New Year's Eve attire. = I had to try on all my new clothes to check their fit and ended up in a white miniskirt and a tight pink turtle neck blouse. I wore my white go-go boots with the three inch heels. My new gold chain necklace, large dangling gold hoop earrings, two gold bracelets, and a delicate gold watch provided the accessories. = The remainder of the morning was casual. We all pitched in to clean up the wrapping paper and put the house in order. Lunch was leftover turkey sandwiches. This afternoon I had to go with Krystal to visit her friend Cindy and meet my date for the day, her brother Michael. = Michael was in my class, a top scholar and track team member. He was always getting the girls' attention. After Jim, he was probably the most popular boy in school and he was only a sophomore like me. I was surprised that Krystal had not told Cindy my true identity, and introduced me as her cousin Priscilla. A few more girls arrived with their boyfriends and soon we were all finding cozy little corners to cuddle and kiss in. Michael and I did the same and I could not argue without revealing myself to everyone. Michael already knew that I was going to have to baby-sit for my Aunt and Uncle and he was more than willing to keep me company after seeing me in my tight blouse and short skirt. We danced to a couple songs when the music was put on the stereo and then had to leave. Michael held my hand as we walked to Uncle Richard's house. I introduced Michael to everyone. They told me he seemed like a very nice boy and gave me my instructions for each of the kids. The children were very good about calling me Priscilla and all went well until little Denise slipped up as I was putting her to bed. She asked if I was going to be Priscilla all the time now instead of Thomas. Michael heard her which caused him to look closer at me. He recognized me and asked for an explanation. I told him the whole story even reminding him of the incident in school that got me started in the first place. He said I should have to pay a penalty for my deception. I told him that Krystal made all the arrangements and made me go along with it. He said it didn't matter who set it up, I had gone along with it and should have to pay, especially since he kissed me. I asked what he had in mind as a penalty? He said he would give it some thought but that he would think of something appropriate. In the meantime I put Andrew and Mark to bed. I returned to the living room to face Michael and continue our discussion. He said he had a solution and told me that as a penalty for deceiving him I was going to have to go out with him again. I asked why and what he had in mind since he seemed so upset about discovering I was really a boy. He said that he found me intriguing. He said I made a pretty girl and that he liked the way I kissed. He admitted to being attracted to me more than other girls, but he couldn't say why. He did say that I had to be a girl with him and not ever act like a boy or show my penis. I agreed to his terms of a second date, but I really didn't understand it. He agreed to be my date at Karen's party and possibly at the New Year's Eve Party provided noone thought he knew I was not a real girl. We agreed not to let anyone know that he had found out about me and still went out with me. It felt kind of nice having an ally of sorts, and as we sealed our bargain with a kiss, it tasted different somehow. It was enjoyable rather than scary. We hugged and kissed until my Aunt and Uncle returned home from the party they had attended. Uncle Richard drove us each home, waiting as Michael walked me to my front door and kissed me goodnight. I waved good-bye and went into the house. Mother was there to greet me. "I see you have been kissing a boy again, Priscilla. Anyone special? Are you seeing him again?" She wanted to hear all the details of how we spent our night. I even told her that he discovered who I was and still wanted to be with me. Was that a mistake! She became quite angry to think I would actually have an affair with a boy knowingly. She regained her composure and said she would wait until after my big date with Angela's friend to see if I still liked being a girl. I was now ready to admit that I liked being a girl. I felt more comfortable as a girl. I was being treated with much more respect. I wasn't being called names constantly. I fit in as a girl. Perhaps my body and mind had been telling me this all along. I'm not sure what was happening or how, but I was beginning to understand things I could not before, that I had been trying to for quite a while. The problem now was figuring out these revelations. Maybe tomorrow will provide the answers. December 26, 1970 Dear Diary... Today I was told by Krystal that she and mother had a talk last night and she knew that Michael had discovered my secret. = She made me call him on the phone and ask him to come over. He was ringing the doorbell fifteen minutes later. We sat in the living room as I told him that Mother and Krystal knew he had found out about me. He admitted telling his sister also. = Krystal called Cindy to come over also. While we waited for her, I had to bring Michael a coke and some cookies. Cindy admitted that Michael had told her but she thought I looked too feminine to be a boy. Mother then asked Michael if he was gay? = Michael said no, but considering the fact that he was attracted to me as a girl, knowing I was really a boy was making him wonder if he was not bisexual. He had dated several girls and was very happy being a man. He admitted knowing I was a boy and even participating in my humiliations at school. He also said it was fun seeing me in that girl's bathing suit at gym class and turning a bright crimson. When asked why he kept up the charade after finding out my identity and even asking me out on a second date, he replied that I was a pretty girl and that he liked the way I kissed. He added that as long as I wore a skirt and not pants, he could only picture me as a girl. Now that the secret is out he still wanted to take me to Karen's party. = Cindy was asked for her opinion, knowing the truth and her brother's statement of liking me. She said she didn't understand what the big deal was. He will be dating a girl not a guy. Everyone at school thought of me more as a sissy than a guy. It was very obvious that I fit in more as a girl. This quieted everyone down. They had to admit she was right. = Priscilla was becoming a real person in her own right. It was decided to allow Priscilla and Michael to continue going out and for Michael's sake, to let him play dumb to the public as to what sex I am. The question that remained on everyone's mind was would I be a boy ever again? There was too much of the truth out in the open now, I liked being a girl, having a boyfriend, and even I wasn't sure if I wanted to go back to being a boy. There was still a week on my punishment, plenty of time to explore and decide. Michael stayed around while I did my chores. That afternoon we walked to the movie theater to catch the matinee, then we each went home to dress for the party. I again was put in a tight sweater and miniskirt with full makeup. Michael, Cindy, Kevin, and Dave arrived to escort Krystal and I to Karen's party. The party was a lot of fun consisting mostly of dancing and necking with a game of twister thrown in. I was a little on the fearful side when the boys left, and I was amongst ten other girls for a slumber party. Only four of them knew my true identity, but if we had the diary swap Karen had planned, they all would find out. I also didn't know if something deliberate was planned to humiliate me. I would have to wait and find out. I can write no more tonight as I have to get back to the other girls. You can stay in a bathroom only so long. December 27, 1970 Dear Diary... I ended up as the center attraction of the slumber party. = Krystal did not wait for people to read my diary to find out about me, she made an announcement right at the start and asked for ideas to increase my humiliation. It was Karen's mom that spoke first and suggested they have me entertain them and sing I feel pretty from West Side Story. Karen accompanied me on the piano. The next idea was for me to present a fashion show and model for everyone using the clothes stored in Karen's attic from the 1700's style and a civil war period anti bellum dress complete with hoops and bloomers. This was followed by singing another song, I Enjoy Being A Girl from Flower Drum Song. They decided to have me dress in Karen's Cheerleader outfit and perform the school cheers. Since most of the girls were seniors, it did not take long before they turned to the subject of sex. They asked me to describe what it was like when I gave my first blow job. I knew I was in trouble when I told them I was still a virgin. It was Krystal that reminded me and informed them that it was only a temporary state as plans had already been made for me to have my cherry popped the next night. Krystal told them about the family tradition of deflowering the fifteen year old girls by having them spend a night with a male and learn to perform sexual acts to please and satisfy their men in the future. Everyone thought it was such a great idea that I was going to have to become a woman and get fucked. They asked if I had any idea how to suck a cock and handed me a ten inch dildo. I was forced to place it between my lips and pretend I was sucking on a real cock for them. The last thing they did before going to sleep was to place my bra and panties in the freezer to make me wear home this morning. = You talk about getting a chill! This morning I was taken to Elaine's beauty salon where she took me in her car to her photographer for my modeling session. = She gave me several different hairstyles and outfits and he had me pose and move for him to photograph me. We were there for almost six hours and he used twenty rolls of film. We returned to her beauty salon where Elaine did my hair and makeup for my date with Angela's friend. I was dressed in a short red sweater dress with matching red pumps and gold jewelry accessories. I sat in the living room awaiting his arrival and receiving instructions from mother on how to behave and some secrets as to what to do when I was in his bedroom. "Remember, Priscilla, this is a very special time in a young girl's life, when she learns what being a woman is all about. It his her duty to bring as much pleasure to the man as she possibly can. It can be very enjoyable if she learns to do it right. Yes, there is a little pain and sometimes even a little blood on your first time, but the pain is brief and soon becomes a pleasurable experience as you open up to his penis and feel it filling you deep inside and then erupting as it pours forth its delicious white seminal cream. Since you have just finished your period, you are at the least likely time to become pregnant, but nevertheless, it is the woman's duty to prevent pregnancy not the man's. There are several ways for you to do this. One, you can have him use a condom, but this means you will not have the pleasure of feeling his fluids fill you up, nor experience the feeling of his cock with all its little veins and curves. = Another method is the birth control pill, which I have taken the liberty of getting a prescription for you. These pills chemically eliminate the possibility of pregnancy. You take one pill every day. The side effect to birth control pills is that if you skip a day they enhance your chances of becoming pregnant. Use them diligently. We will talk again tomorrow morning, as I hear a car pulling up outside. It is Angela and her friend, Henry. He took your sister's cherry also. Krystal says he has a very large cock and knows how to use every inch of it. He is very gentle with his women and takes special care with all virgins to make it pleasurable and less painful. It is always best to break you in with a large penis then you will be able to take all sizes without there being any more pain in the future. I'll answer the door and conduct the introductions. = Are you ready for the big night to begin?" He greeted me with a kiss. He held my jacket for me and then led me out to his car. He opened the door and held my hand as I slid into the seat. We started the evening off with a quiet dinner followed by some dancing at a night club. I actually enjoyed being held in his arms as we danced to the slow songs. = When he was ready he led me back to our table to gather my coat and purse, then he drove us back to his apartment. I cautiously followed him inside. Fear was upon me as I realized what was about to take place. He reassured me that this would be something enjoyable and memorable. I followed him into the bedroom and there we began to undress. He told me not to worry about what was between my legs, as he had been told the truth about me, but he said I was going to be treated as a woman and that he was going to ignore the fact there was an extra penis in the room or as he described it a large clitoris on my body. He first wanted me to get acquainted with his cock by sucking on it. I hesitantly got on my knees and stared at it for a few minutes. He continued to talk to me and tried to have me relax. I finally did what I knew I would have to and kissed it. It didn't taste as bad as I thought it was going to. I licked the shaft like a lollipop to see if that first taste was a true indicator or if I was just imagining it. The taste was a bit salty, and yet there was a sweetness to it as well. I was amazed, but I kind of liked its flavor. I decided it would not be as disgusting as anticipated and that I might enjoy exploring this scene. I continued to lick his shaft and to fondle his balls with my fingers. I let the head of his penis slip through my lips and into my mouth. I suckled it as if it were mother's tit and I was still a baby. I slid it deeper and deeper into my throat. I was in awe of its size. It wasn't even fully erect and it was twice the size of my own when I would have an erection. = I continued to suck on it and to lick what I could with my tongue, but I could only manage to get about half of it into my mouth. He continued to encourage me and instruct me as to how to please him. He told me to try a different tilt to my head and to pause and let the gag reflex subside before taking in a little more of him. He assured me that it was not a disgrace that I could not get all of him into my throat as he said 9 out of 10 women he has made love to could not swallow more than half of his twelve inch penis. He said that the only two women who could take it all were my sister and Angela. That made me determined to do as well as they could and not give them something to hold over me that they were better than me. I attacked his penis with a renewed zeal and tried to twist my head into several different positions to see if there was indeed a way to take in the entire cock and prove my ability as a cock sucker. What was I thinking? I wanted to actually be known as a good cock sucker. It worked because I found the right angle and that cock just slid smoothly down my throat till my lips were kissing his belly. I licked and sucked and worked that cock in and out for all I was worth. I could hear him moaning with delight as I continued to show him I could be a woman and suck cock as well as my sister could. Even He was amazed at how well I was doing. I continued to suck until I felt his body tense and felt the first spurt of his warm semen hit the back of my throat. I liked its taste and felt a deep sense of accomplishment as I continued to suck his cock and get every drop of my reward. I drained him and held him in my mouth until he went soft. He had me continue working on him to get him hard for a second time. This time he was going to fuck me with his cock. Once it was hard he laid me on my back, raised my legs into the air and proceeded to push his cock into my anal opening. At first the pain was incredible, but he took his time giving me a chance to relax with each thrust before penetrating me deeper. He worked it in slowly and then slowly backed it out. It was not long before the pain subsided and a feeling of pleasure overwhelmed me. He continued steadily increasing his pace and the force he was using to fuck my ass. I could sense all the while that he was building to another intense orgasm and it was with great joy and anticipation that I felt his cream fill my insides. He collapsed on top of me and held me in his arms, kissing me until his shaft went limp and he removed it. I was so into the scene that I just lowered my head to clean it off with my tongue and get any left over semen into my mouth to savor its taste. He amazed me by becoming hard a third time. I had enjoyed being fucked so much that I again offered him my ass and actually found myself begging him to fuck me and fill me again with his semen. He was happy to comply with my wishes. When he finished and his shaft had once again softened, I cleaned again with my tongue and then we dressed and he took me home. I left a girl and returned a woman. Even though my penis never ejaculated I felt totally satisfied and happy. I felt good being a woman. Mother and Krystal were waiting up for us. They invited him in for some coffee and conversation. I gave my version of our night and then he filled in his assessment of my performance and we were all astounded when he rated me a perfect 10 as a lover. He said the most important thing to me was pleasing my partner and my determination to drain him of all his semen to make him feel fully satisfied. he said I was one of the best lovers he had ever shared a bed with. I felt proud, but I could sense a little concern from mother and even a little anger that her son made such a good lover for a man as a woman. = When he left, mother asked how I felt about fulfilling the woman's role as a sexual partner. I made the mistake of telling her that he made me feel wonderful and that I liked it. She then turned to Krystal and asked what she thought about me having become a woman and getting fucked by a man. Krystal said that it left room for some discussion, but said she felt quite satisfied that it had become part of my punishment and that I was forced to see what it is like to fully be a woman and have to satisfy men. I realized mother was getting angry about it and tried to pretend I was tired and end the conversation before she spoke out and possibly caused me more embarrassment in the future. It worked and we all said good night and went to bed. December 28, 1970 Dear Diary... This morning started off where the night before left off. I thought mother would have forgotten her anger but it seems that the night only amplified it for her. She berated me for surrendering my manhood for womanhood and threatened to take me to a doctor and have my penis removed since it apparently didn't belong there in the first place. I begged her to stop threatening to make me a girl permanently. I explained the reasons I liked being a girl and the fantasies that ran through my mind to get me started on trying on Krystal's clothes in the beginning. I poured my soul out to her emphasizing the confusion I was feeling and the emotions being generated throughout my punishment. I was more honest with her then I was being with myself. The bottom line of it was that I liked being a girl and felt free to express what I could never express as a boy. I also admitted that it was well worth the negative aspects of dating boys and even going to bed with a man to please her and my sister and enjoy this new freedom of self. I also admitted to feeling richer in attention as a female and did not wish to go back to being a shy little nobody. My arguments when I had finished even convinced me that maybe I should become a girl full time. The resolve was that mother was going to make an appointment with a psychiatrist and have them evaluate my condition. She made a few phone calls then had me get ready for being a waitress at the restaurant. I wore a short kimono as my uniform. It covered, just barely I might add, my panties. On my feet were a pair of high heeled sandals. My face was heavily made up. If I was standing on the street at night I am sure people would mistake me for a hooker. Dressed this way we went to the doctor's office to meet with the psychiatrist for my first session. She asked me all kinds of questions and delved into my background and desires to dress as a girl. She made no conclusion from the first session but had us make an appointment with her secretary for five more visits in the future. Once a week I am going to have to visit her. The rest of the afternoon I waitressed at the restaurant with Angela and Janet. Krystal and Mother were the hostesses. The kitchen crew tried to get me to go on a date with one of them. They were not aware of my true gender. Krystal and I left before the evening rush. = We had to get me ready for my date with Linda's brother Steven. Krystal had me dress in panties, bra, pantyhose, a tight pink sweater and a short white miniskirt. She had me wear a modest amount of make up and wear my white go-go boots. I wore my rabbit fur jacket and carried a small white purse with a long thin shoulder strap as well as large gold hoop earrings, a gold chain necklace, matching bracelet and anklet, and a gold girl's watch. She instructed me on how I should behave with him, and said that if I decided to have sex with him that it would be a good idea not to tell mother about it when she asks for the details of my date later on. I agreed and asked her why she thought mother had got so angry, considering she had approved the punishment and forced me to have sex as a woman with him. She had also encouraged me to go out on a date with Michael, and this date was arranged by her at Angela's party. = Krystal could give me no real explanation other than to say she was probably disappointed that she had lost her son. I had willingly surrendered my position as a member of the more dominant sex and taken on the role of the subservient woman and since I was not a real woman, it made me even lower in her eyes. I wonder if I will ever know what is the problem. Once I was dressed Krystal drove me over to Linda's house to introduce me to Steven. Linda asked him if he thought I looked like the type of girl he had asked her to arrange a date with. His smile was from ear to ear. He asked me to go to see a movie with him and then to go to a friend's house for a party he was having. I had been given my instructions and I couldn't say no. = His mother drove us to the theater and told us to call for a ride when we were ready to come home from the party. We thanked her and went into the theater to see Love Story. What a sad movie this was. I couldn't help but cry when she dies. I'm not sure Steven even saw the movie, he spent most of his time playing with my breasts. I still don't know how they were able to send signals to my own chest, but I could feel each sensation as he pinched and squeezed them. I let him as the feeling was enjoyable. We held hands as we walked to his friend Gary's house. There were two other couples there as well as the two of us. I met Barry, Sharon, Gary, and Debbie for the first time, so they think. They are all in my class at school and if they knew who I really was, I'm not sure I could ever go back to being a boy even if I had wanted to. Barry was one of the boys that had made me wear the girl's bathing suit in gym class. I wondered where his friend Greg was and if he would also be coming to this party. I was not disappointed when he did not show up. It was a quiet party. They played some music on the stereo, but noone danced. We mostly sat around on the sofa or love seat and spent the evening hugging and kissing with the boys feeling up the breasts of the girls. I had to be careful not to overdo it when I let my hand rub against Steven's crotch and touch his cock through his pants. I could see the surprise on his face, but he did not know what to do or how to respond. = He just kissed me to cover up his embarrassment. I did get a good feel of his cock and it was quite hard, but not as big as the cock I had sucked the night before. The hours passed quickly and soon he was calling his mother for a ride before we had the opportunity to find a private space to explore our sexuality more fully. I really was not interested in doing it with Steven, but I was busy thinking that I might like to let Michael see how much of a woman I could be on New Year's Eve. = Steven's mother drove us to my house and waited as Steven walked me to the door and kissed me good night. I thanked him for the date and told him that I would call him sometime if I came to town again. Mother and Krystal were waiting inside the door as I came in. I told them all the details of our date and since we did not have any real sex I didn't have to lie to mother. They said they had a surprise for me and told me that I was going to have to go out with them. They helped me redo my makeup and then the three of us went to a local night club. Mother bribed the bouncer to let me in and promised that I would not drink any alcoholic beverages. I was surprised to find out that the floor show was male dancers taking off their clothes to the delight of a room full of women. Every one of them was handsome and muscular. I could see why the women were going wild and stuffing their underwear with money for a feel or view of their tremendous penises. They were all well endowed. They hung like a horse. I couldn't help but admire them and be like every other girl in the place. Mother had me place some money in the underwear of one of the black dancers and as I did he did a slow grind in my face and his cock was fully visible as he gave me a private show. I was amazed and I couldn't help but feel a desire in me to satisfy that cock and drink its love milk. We stayed until the bar closed, before going home. At the car mother said she had forgotten something and returned to the club. She returned with that same black dancer on her arm. She made me sit in the back seat with him as she drove us home. At home mother explained to him about who I was and how I was being punished. She asked if he would still let me participate in their evening activities. He agreed to let me give him a blow job, but said he would only fuck Krystal or her. Mother agreed and told me to get on my knees and do what I was told to do. I sucked him off and swallowed all of his twelve inch cock into my mouth. This not only astounded him as he claimed that noone had ever done that to him, but it also astounded mother that I had done it so easily. He shot his first load of the night into my throat. Once he had softened and I had cleaned him off with my tongue then mother reminded me that I had to go to bed and that in the morning I was to dress in my maid's uniform and go over to Janet's house to help her clean up and get ready for her Tupperware party. She then took the stripper and Krystal into her bedroom and shut the door. = December 29, 1970 Dear Diary... Today was uneventful in comparison to what I have gone through these past few days since my punishment began. I awoke early, dressed in the maid's uniform as I had been instructed to following my shower. I had a bowl of cereal for breakfast and then put on a long overcoat and walked the half a block to Janet's house to report for duty as per mother's agreement. = Mother and Krystal were still sleeping when I left. I don't know if they still had company or not. Janet greeted me at the door, took my coat and purse and gave me a list of chores she wanted me to do in preparation for her party this afternoon. I vacuumed her rugs, washed her floors, and did her laundry. She then had me help her in the kitchen baking cookies and a cake to be served at the party. She then had me set up the living room with a few folding chairs and a card table for the desserts. = With all the work done, she had me serve her lunch and then relax in her den watching a little television as we waited for the time of the party and the first guests to arrive. I greeted each guest at the door and put away their coats and purses and had to help the demonstrator set up her display before serving coffee and desserts to everyone. There were a few people I knew, but also many I did not know. As far as everyone was concerned I was a hired maid to add to the entertainment of the party. Noone made a comment about me being a male and no humiliation accompanied my servitude. After the party, I was assigned the task of cleaning up and putting away the table and chairs. I also had to wash the dishes and vacuum the living room. Janet thanked me for doing a good job for her and then dismissed me. I was given my coat and purse and offered a ride home. Mother and Krystal were at the restaurant when I got home and had left instructions for some household chores for me to do before I changed my clothes and came to the restaurant to meet them. I was instructed to wear my red knit mini dress and matching heels. They also expected me to apply my own makeup and add the appropriate jewelry. I struggled with the makeup, but managed after a couple tries to get it looking somewhat presentable. They approved my efforts when I arrived at the restaurant. The three of us had dinner together and I told them how things went at Janet's. Mother reminded me that I would have to do a good job at Paul and Charlie's tomorrow and that she was allowing them and Krystal the opportunity to take some photos of me in sexual poses and costumes. After dinner I accompanied Krystal to the movies to meet Michael and her date, Kevin. We saw another movie and then went for a drive to lover's lake. We hugged and kissed in the car for a while and then drove home . I was kissed at the door by Michael and then went inside. As I said, in comparison, it was a rather quiet day. I hope tomorrow is quiet also. December 30, 1970 Dear Diary... Today was quite a bit more embarrassing then yesterday. I wore my maid's uniform again as instructed and was driven to Paul and Charlie's house to be their maid and clean the place from top to bottom in preparation for the party they were throwing for their friends on New Year's Eve. They followed me around as I performed all the chores with their cameras having me pose in some provocative ways. In one shot I was using a feather duster on the top of a tall bookshelf and standing on tiptoe to reach. This left my panties quite visible to their eyes and camera lens. When the work was done then the photo shoot began in earnest. I was taken to their bedroom where Krystal had me strip to my bra, panties, garter belt, hose and heels. I had to pose on their bed, and show my breasts and my butt in several of the shots taken. My costume changed several times. I had to wear a see through pajama ensemble and negligee, a bikini, a dance leotard, and even a wedding gown was produced for me to wear. I was glad when the day came to an end and we returned home. They had even made me pose nude and I had found that the most embarrassing of all. That evening I had to be the hostess at the restaurant and go with Mother to Angela's house after work. They made me serve them a couple drinks and tell them about my day as a maid and model. Angela then made a couple phone calls and I soon found myself answering the door to let three men in. One was the man that I had my first night of sex with, the other two I did not know. I was then introduced to Henry, the man I had dated, George and Larry. Henry bragged to the others about me being one of the best cock suckers he had ever met. I found out this was to be a sex orgy and I was one of the girls for the night. Since Henry had told everyone about my ability as a cock sucker, it was decided that I should demonstrate it by giving each man a sample and get them as hard as possible. It took no time at all. Each of the men were quite willing to participate and were already semi-erect to begin with. I got each of them hard and then had to do a striptease for them. Once I was naked Angela asked if she could take some pictures of me sucking one cock while getting fucked by another. "What a thrill it would be to see her getting it from both ends at once. It is every girl's dream!" Mother took the third man into her mouth as I was sent into ecstasy with a cock at both ends. I had found being a woman in this way exciting and rewarding. These men had staying power and I enjoyed every inch of them. I felt an amazing sense of accomplishment as both men shot their loads into me simultaneously. I cleaned each cock with my tongue before settling into a bed with Henry. Mother took George off into another room while Angela took Larry to the master bedroom for the night. I was pleased to wake up in Henry's strong arms. He was pleased that I noticed his erection and encouraged him to fuck me. I then sucked him to a second erection and he filled my ass one more time before we showered and said good-bye. = Since the only clothes I had with me was my hostess uniform, mother sent me to work at the restaurant for the opening shift. = Later on she relieved me and sent me home to write this and get dressed for the party this evening. December 31, 1970 = Dear Diary... I know, I've already covered some of the events of this day as I made yesterday's entry. Krystal was waiting for me when I got home. She had me tell her about my night and then said she had surprise for me. She led me into our den to meet a room full of boys. She had said that since I was enjoying sex so much as a girl that she had taken the liberty of inviting over the entire football team for me to satisfy. "Boys, I'd like you to meet my sister Priscilla the slut. She used to be my brother, but she prefers being a girl and she can really suck cock and her ass makes a good tight pussy. She is all yours for the next three hours, then she has to get dressed for her date with Michael and go to my mother's New Year's Eve Party at the restaurant." = Jim was the first to approach me and reminded me that I had deceived him and kissed him and told to get on my knees and beg his forgiveness by sucking on his cock. The other guys were egging him on and then one by one they had me suck their cocks. = My clothes were removed and then those that could get hard a second time took turns at my ass. All seventeen of them left the house fully drained and satisfied. They told me that after being gang banged by them I could never go back to being a boy at school, I would have to remain a girl, and then they gave me a cheerleader's uniform and told me to report to the girls' locker room the day we got back to school for rehearsal as a cheerleader. They told me that since I was such a good cock sucker and an easy date, that I would probably get asked out a lot by the guys that wanted to fuck around and get into my panties. I felt as degraded as I could feel. They had just left me there sobbing on the floor. The last thing said to me was that if I tried coming to school as a boy, that I would have my clothes ripped off me and my cock and balls cut off. "That is not much of a punishment as those aren't of any use to you or anyone else considering how small they are." Krystal told me after they left that the other night when I sucked that stripper's cock he had suggested they keep me as a girl and that a gang bang would do me good. She said I was now permanently one of the girls until I graduated from school. she made me lick up all the cum that had dripped out of my ass onto the floor and then take a shower. I wanted to hide and the nightmare to be over. My wish was not to be. I had to put on my black lace panties, matching bra and garter belt, black seamed silk hose, black pumps with five inch spiked heels, my black evening gown that I had received for Christmas, the diamond accessories, and then Krystal helped me do my hair and makeup. She got dressed and we waited for Michael and Kevin to pick us up. They were right on time. Kevin began bragging what he and the others had done to me. Michael pretended to be shocked and asked Kevin what the other guys were going to think of him being my date. Kevin admitted they would think the same as it was obvious I was a girl and not a guy and he told him how they had warned me to remain a girl and to expect the boys to ask me on dates as every boy will take a date with a girl who will suck cock and fuck like a slut. Michael agreed with him and said I had better be all he was saying I was. I knew from the conversation we had a couple days ago that these comments were for the benefit of others and not meant to hurt me, but it did any way. They changed the conversation and decided that since I was now one of the girls to act as if this were a real date with a real girl. We drove to the restaurant for the party and began dancing and mingling with the crowd. It was a lot of fun and quite a relief from what Krystal and the football team had put me through earlier. At twelve o'clock, Michael drew me into his arms and gave a kiss that left me gasping for air. The party continued on into the early morning hours. We did not get home until almost three a.m. I asked Michael if he would like to spend the night with me, since it was so late. He said yes and asked where he could sleep. I offered him the couch, but mother insisted that he share my bed and that I have sex with him. He gladly accepted her proposition. He fucked me twice before he fell asleep. I liked being with him most of all, it had meaning to me as he had been so kind and understanding of my situation and had become my friend and now my lover. He was gentle and tender hearted as we shared the throes of passion. I am looking forward to laying in his arms and fucking him again in the morning. January 1,1971 Dear Diary... Michael woke up this morning with an erection. I took him in my mouth and showed him just how good I had learned to suck cock. He smiled and moaned as he shot that sweet white jism down my throat. We showered together and I served him breakfast before he headed home. Mother had Krystal and I helped to clean up at the restaurant from the party. That afternoon I had to sit down with Mother and Krystal and discuss how I now felt at dressing as a woman and the consequences I had to suffer through as a result of it. It was a time of reflection and serious decision. I told her that if given the choice I would probably like to remain a girl. This did not surprise either of them. = They had seen by how I participated in sex with men and enjoyed myself as one of the girls. It would have been surprising if I had wanted to return to being a male. Mother said she had already talked to the psychiatrist and he had advised her to keep me as a girl and after a few more sessions he would be able to say positively if I would be recommended for gender reassignment. She added that it was a disappointment to be losing her son, but she was happy with me as a daughter now that time had progressed to let her see that I was truly happier in the female role. She said that if the psychiatrist gave the approval that she would arrange with a doctor for me to become anatomically a female and have my cock and balls removed. She said she would arrange for all my identifications and records to list me as Priscilla Anne and show me as being female in gender. I did not know what to say. I was ecstatic at being accepted by her as a daughter, specially knowing how much she wanted a son. It was more important to her that I be who I wanted to be and not pretend to be someone just to please her. I couldn't go back to being a boy anyway even if I had wanted to go back. I reminded them that the football team, that Krystal so kindly arranged me to be gang banged by, had promised to keep me as a girl and were insisting that I become a cheerleader. My sister laughed, but mother became angry, as she did not know that my sister had done that to me. I was not in trouble this time, but Krystal was. Mother wanted to know why she had subjected me to them and made me the school whore? "I thought it would be fun to really show him how perverted I thought he is for wanting to be a girl and to give him the most severe situation I could possibly think of and humiliate him so badly that he could never face the outside world again as a male. The guys on the team thought he was incredible as a female. He fucked and sucked better than any other girl had ever done to them. They are planning to continue to use him as a girl and are not going to let him live as a boy ever again. I think it is only right to treat a perverted little sissy this way. You've taught me to revere men as superior and to serve and please them in every way including with sex. He has given up that position of superiority and become a subservient woman, but mother he cannot have a baby and doesn't even have to go through a period like we do, so he becomes even lower than the lowest female doesn't he? The lowest position that I see for a female is to be a whore. If he is lower than a whore than serving men as a whore is a step up for him. I only gave him the opportunity to make that step up to whore. Mother, you have to admit you told me how you felt he was perverted and deserved the worst we could dish out to him. You also gave me the freedom to select any form of punishment I wanted to. He hasn't complained about having sex with men, and he didn't just complain that he was made to have sex with the football team in a gang bang, but rather of the consequences of that encounter in regards to the fact that he is going to have to remain a female in school and become a cheerleader. So, why are you so angry at me?" "You are right about one thing, I did give you the freedom to give any punishment that you thought was fitting. I don't agree that this particular punishment was fitting. We had also discussed limiting the amount of people that knew his true identity and the punishment he was receiving in regards to sexual activity. Seventeen members of the football team far exceeds the limit we set. We discussed the addition of Michael to our list based on his accidental discovery of Priscilla's true identity, and we added his sister out of courtesy to her in case anything became public knowledge. You made it public knowledge and that may effect the way they look at her and Michael. How do you explain that?" = "I told Cindy what I was going to do and she thought Michael deserved some humiliation for wanting to date another boy knowingly. After last night, Michael will have to declare himself gay. Did you see the smile on his face after spending the night with Priscilla. What is wrong with humiliating a homosexual? You have always told us how much you hate them when you see them in the news. Why should I like them, just because my brother wants to be a girl and have sex with guys?" "That is a good argument in one sense. On the other hand, did Michael go out with another boy, in which case you give him back the status of being the man in the house, albeit gay, or did Michael go out with a girl and have sex with a woman, which means he is a normal male and no different from the football team that also had sex knowingly with Priscilla? Are they all gay, including your boyfriend Kevin?" "All right, I'll concede that I acted incorrectly in the fact that it effected Michael, but what about her new status as being lower than a whore?" "I will have to give that some thought as he has certainly relieved himself of the superior status of the male and taken on the want to be status of the female, but just how low we place him, I think is worthy of further thought and discussion. = Therefore I will hold off on punishing you for putting your sister in the position she will be in when she returns to school tomorrow. We will discuss it more later. As for now we have to deal with the fact that Priscilla is here to stay and what her status in the family is going to be. Do we continue to humiliate her at home as we have been doing or do we accept her as a female and treat her as one of the girls from now on?" They both decide that some humiliation in the future would be good, but that primarily they should accept me as a woman and proceed with our lives accordingly. Mother then made several phone calls to the principal of the school and several teachers to advise them of my circumstances and to tell them not to take any actions against the football team if they were involved in humiliating me or forcing me to become a cheerleader. The principal thought it was a fitting punishment for me to have to be a cheerleader under the circumstances and also suggested that some of my classes be changed to a more feminine curriculum including typing, and home economics. Mother told her to make the necessary arrangements. The rest of the day we spent at the restaurant. I was a waitress for the evening. I am going to bed with a lot of anticipation for the day to come as I take my position in school as one of the girls and go to cheerleading practice. I wondered what was going to happen to me and when I would be given the okay from the psychiatrist to become a real girl. I'll continue to write in my diary all that happens. I like being a girl. It is so much better than being a boy. I am glad that I got caught and had to face up to being who I really am. I don't have to pretend any more. THE END Priscilla Anne Jacobson =1A