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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

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