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Halloween Miracle
By Debbie L
Traffic was heavier than normal as Billy Tanner drove to his little sister's
school. He knew he would be late and hoped that the afterschool-care
coordinator would be patient with him. She had in the past.
He pulled the old station wagon into the parking lot fifteen minutes late
and was out of the driver's side door almost before coming to a full stop.
Fortunately, Cindy Tanner was still there, being watched by Michelle,
the coordinator of the afterschool care program.
"Traffic tie-up" she commented with a wry smile.
"Yeah. I'm sorry Michelle."
"It's alright Billy. I know what a struggle this is for you. I admire you a
lot. You're doing the right thing."
"Sometimes I wonder. Nights like this when I don't get here on time, or
when I have to leave Sally with just the television for company because I
have so much homework."
"Billy, you're carrying a full load of courses in college as well as
working full-time while trying to take care of your sister. It's a big job.
You're doing your best. I don't mind staying late every once in awhile.
But do me a favor and call next time. Let me give you my cellphone
number."
As she wrote Billy thought about the decision he'd made less than a year
ago. The social worker had stopped by the day after the funerals of his
mother and father.
"May I come in Billy?"
"Yes...Miss...."
"Ms Brown. From the Child Protective Services Department. I wanted
to talk to you about Sally. Is she here?"
"Actually she's across the street with a neighbor who watches her. Same
neighbor who used to watch her while mom and dad were at work."
"Billy this isn't easy. I wanted to talk to you about where Sally is going
to live from now on."
"Right here with me. It's not a subject that's open to discussion."
"No other relatives?"
"My aunt lives in Charleston, South Carolina. She left for home
yesterday. There is no other family."
"Billy, I'm not sure the courts will..."
"Look Ms Brown. If you're gonna get legal on me, let's go to court now
and not bother with the discussion. I'll tell the judge that I intend to raise
my little sister myself and we'll let the judge decide."
"I don't want to do that unless I have to. I was hoping to be able to talk
you into considering placing Sally for adoption, or with a foster family."
"Ms Brown, she has a family. Me."
"I know all about you Billy Tanner. You were a marginal student in high
school, you're in college now, working part-time. Your grades are good
now. I think you're on your way to a bright future. But with the burden
of caring for your sister, who knows what will happen to that bright
future."
"My future is my worry. I can stay in school, keep a roof over our heads,
food on the table and still take good care of Sally."
"So you aren't going to consider any alternative placements for Sally,
you intend to keep her here?"
"I do."
"Then you leave me no choice. Here is an order from the court, putting
Sally into the custody of Child Protective Services until a hearing can be
held. The hearing is scheduled for next week."
"Billy, are you okay?"
He shook his head and realized that he'd drifted back into the past and
Michelle was standing there with Sally. "Yeah, just daydreaming is all.
How's my big sister today?"
Sally said "I had so much fun in school today Billy. I wanna show you
what I drew for you."
"Okay Sal, but hold on to it until we get home. Michelle, thanks again
for taking such good care of Sally for me."
"My pleasure.
While driving home Billy's mind turned back to the court hearing where
he'd convinced the judge to give custody of Sally to him. He had never
regretted the decision for one minute, although there were times he was
very fatigued by all the work that went into keeping their lives going.
"What's for dinner Billy?"
"What would you like?"
"Ice cream."
"You can have ice cream after dinner. How about fish sticks?"
"Yummy. I'll help."
Sally had helped to make dinner that night and she'd even pitched in to
wash the dishes. Once everything was put away, she went off to watch
television while Billy went to the den to study.
"Billy, are we gonna dress up for Halloween?" He looked up from his
homework to see Sally standing in the doorway of the den.
"Of course you're going to dress-up. It's Halloween. What costume do
you want to wear?"
"I wanna be...." She paused, finger on her mouth, deep in thought. "I
know. I wanna be the Princess from that space movie."
"Princess from that space movie. Okay Sally, I'll get a costume together
for you tomorrow. I think I saw one of those at the store."
"Okay, that's for me. What about you, what costume will you wear?"
"I hadn't thought about it Sally. I don't usually wear costumes at
Halloween anymore."
"But Mommy always wore a costume when she took me trick-or-
treating." Billy was always amazed at how good his sister's memories
were of their mother.
"If it means that much to you, I'll wear a costume. Deal?"
"Okay. Besides, I know you like to play dress-up. I saw you wearing
Mommy's clothes lots of times. I'm gonna go take my bath now, it's
almost bedtime."
Billy was shocked. He'd been so careful, or thought he had. The last
thing he wanted Sally to know was that he went into their parent's old
bedroom and donned their mother's old clothes. Sometimes the
compulsion to go and dress disgusted him, but it was a part of him that
he could not deny.
Later that night, after Sally was fast asleep, Billy went to check and see
just what Halloween costumes their mother might have kept in the big
closet in the master bedroom.
The slim, slender Billy had no trouble wearing his mother's size 10
clothes. She had been the only person in the world who had known of
his love for feminine things and had indulged him on the rare occasions
when they were alone and had sufficient time for him to get dolled up.
Now all her old things were his to use whenever he wanted. That his
work and school schedules conspired to limit his opportunities to enjoy
this pleasure was a very small price to pay for keeping Sally with him
and he paid it no mind.
There were several costumes in the back of the closet. One was of one
of the characters from a famous children's television program and Billy
had no interest in that. Another was the classic witch ensemble and Billy
set that one aside as a possibility. There was also a Playboy Bunny
costume that he assumed had been kept for adult use between the
parents, as well as a full-sized Alice in Wonderland dress and pinafore.
In his mind, Billy decided he would wear the witch costume for
Halloween, and put the rest of the costumes away. Then he went to
search in the dresser drawers for some more usual attire, to wear that
night for his own pleasures.
Later, after he'd rinsed out the lingerie he'd worn for about an hour, and
the dress was re-hung in the closet, Billy reflected on what he'd done that
night. It hadn't hurt anyone. He hadn't gone out in public as a woman
and led some guy on dishonestly. Why was it that society judged
behavior that gave him so much pleasure as being so hopelessly wrong?
It was a question that he pondered as he fell asleep.
On Halloween morning Billy had to work. He took Sally to the sitter
who watched her when he worked on weekend. "Sally, I will be back
here by three to get you. I'm taking off from work early today. We will
be home by three-thirty and out trick-or-treating with all the others.
Don't worry."
"I'm not worried Billy. I love my costume. But what are you going to
go as?"
"I have a costume. Don't worry, it will be fine. Now have a good day."
He gave his sister a hug and kiss and headed off to work.
Billy was ready for his own outing in his mother's old costume. He'd
shaved his legs, chest and underarms that morning in the shower. He'd
been tempted to wear the black tights that went with the costume beneath
his trousers that day but had decided that walking around with a big
erection would get painful after a few hours.
"Of course you can take off early Billy" his boss had said when he'd
explained the reason for the request was to take Sally out trick-or-
treating. He felt fortunate. Everyone in his life except the woman from
Child Protective Services was supportive of him. Now that he was
raising a child in addition to carrying his own life baggage.
Sally was all bubbly and more than ready to go when he picked her up
that afternoon at three. He let her put on her own costume after she
insisted she could do it herself and went into his mother's room to get
into his own costume.
The costume was pretty simple. A long-sleeved, black dress, with an
irregular hem that fell to around his knees. A pair of pumps and a tall,
pointy hat along with an evil-looking wand. A pair of black patent
pumps with three inch heels and the black tights were the rest. Billy
went and showered quickly before returning to his mother's room. Once
there, he took off his robe and began to put on the clothes he'd laid out
earlier.
The panties were tight and Billy tucked his rapidly growing member
back and to the side and then added another pair of tight panties on top
of the first, to hold his bulge as flat as possible. He slid his arms through
the straps of the bra and then reached back and fastened it with a skill
born of long-practice. Once it was in place around his chest, he slid the
pair of mastectomy forms that had cost him two days pay into place.
The illusion of cleavage was perfect.
He scrunched up a leg of the shimmery black tights and slid it up his
now smooth leg, luxuriating in the feel of the feel of the fabric against
his skin. He pulled the tights into place, eliminating any wrinkles and
then stepped carefully into the patent pumps. He moved to the vanity
and sat down to put on his makeup, the long auburn-haired wig waiting
on the wig-stand. He'd been fortunate that his mother loved wigs and
had several, they were an expense that he might not have been able to
swing on his own. The breast forms had meant a week of spaghetti
dinners for he and Sally.
Billy loved putting on makeup, something he almost never got to do.
His adventures in his mother's wardrobe rarely lasted long enough
beyond donning her clothes before he would achieve the desired orgasm.
The guilt that he battled every time he visited this part of himself would
wash over him and he would remove the female attire quickly. But he
loved makeup. The taste of the lipstick on his lips as he applied it from a
lip brush as he'd read about doing in magazine articles. The way his
complexion would even out as he put on his base makeup. How his
cheekbones would look after he would use blush to highlight them. The
amazing length his lashes would achieve when he put on mascara.
"Billy, you look just like Mom." He whirled around to see Sally
standing, watching him.
"I guess I kinda do."
"You will when you put that hair on. Are you almost ready?"
"I will be ready when I add the hair."
The effect when he added the hair was astonishing. Most children bear a
passing resemblance to their parents, and Billy was no exception. With
the wig on, he looked much like his mother had when she'd worn the
same costume.
"Billy, you look neat. Can we go?"
"Yep. Let's go."
* * * * *
Billy's feet were sore and tired when he and Sally reached the last house
on the last block of their trick-or-treat route. It was the old Snider house
and had been vacant for some time. But about two months earlier, an
elderly woman and her slightly younger sister had moved in. They had
been friendly enough, although they kept to themselves. Billy hadn't
been sure if they should stop there, but there was a carved pumpkin with
a candle shining inside, inside the window. So he and Sally went to the
door and he nodded at her. She knocked.
Deidre Mortonsen answered. The eldest of the two sisters, she was
wearing a white dress that looked much like a nurse's uniform.
"What do we have here? I see a Princess and her mother dressed as a
witch."
Sally tittered. "That's not my mom, that's my brother Billy."
"Billy, you look just like a woman in that outfit. What a terrific
costume."
"Thanks Ms Mortonsen. Are you dressed as a nurse?"
"Why yes. Billy, I sense that your feet are tired. Do you two want to
come inside for a moment?"
"We'd love to, but this is our last stop and I want to take Sally's candy to
the hospital to be X-rayed for safety before we go home."
"Tell you what dear. You come in for a cup of tea and to rest your feet
for awhile. Melissa was about to take the Smith's next door to the
hospital to get their candy checked, she can carry Sally's and you two can
rest here for a bit."
"Sally, do you mind not going to the hospital?"
"We get to stay here? Okay!" Sally ran into the living room and turned
on the television after looking over at Deirdre.
"Thanks Mrs. Mortensen."
"Nonsense dear. Call me Deedee. I've been wanting to talk to you
anyway about you and your little sister. My sister and I are amazed at
how you manage to care for her."
"It isn't a big deal. I just do what I have to do to keep what's left of my
family together. I love Sally and will do anything I can to keep us
together."
"I know dear and it's an admirable thing you do. So Melissa and I want
to do what we can to help."
"Thanks, but I have things under control."
"Do you? I know a lot about you dear. More than you might realize.
We do want to help."
"What did you have in mind?"
"To make your dreams come true. We can't bring your parents back, but
we can do things that might make life easier for both you and your
sister."
"How?"
"It's Halloween my dear. I want to give you your treat now." She
handed him a small bottle filled with a green liquid. "A magic potion is
in the bottle dear. If you drink it, your foremost dream will come true."
"I don't believe in magic."
"Ah, you need a demonstration. Let us go into the other room. Sally
will be fine watching television." He followed her into the other room
and they closed the door. "Now my dear, I think the easiest way to show
you the possibilities available to you tonight and only tonight is for you
to take the falsies out of your bra."
Billy wondered what the crazy woman was thinking, but he reached into
his dress and pulled out the dress forms one by one. Then she took each
of his hands in her own and began to chant in a language that Billy didn't
recognize or understand. As she chanted, Billy felt a warmth building
around his hands and when he looked down he saw that Deedee's hands
and his own were glowing brightly. "There, all done" she said, stopping
the chant suddenly.
"What's done? Nothing happened."
"Oh my dear, but something has. Look at your new cleavage."
Billy was startled to see that the bustline that had disappeared when he's
pulled out his breast forms was back. He reached to touch and felt the
finger's weight upon his chest as he touched what could only be a breast,
beneath his dress. "I have real breasts now?"
"Yes dear. They will only last for two hours though. That way you will
be free of magic when you drink the elixir."
"It will make all of my dreams come true?"
"No. Only the foremost dream in your mind."
"But I have no control over what dream will be foremost in my mind
tonight."
"I know. That's a risk you'll have to take. But I don't see anything bad
happening as a result. It is your choice my dear. The potion's power
disappears at midnight. When Halloween ends, so does any magic that
we possess."
"You mean you can't do this kind of thing any other day?"
"Correct my dear. Now take the bottle and go sit with your sister. You
can decide whether or not to drink it when you are home. I hope you
will trust in your dreams."
* * * * *
It was nearly midnight and Billy sat silently in his mother's closet. The
bottle that Deedee had given him sat in his hand. He had pondered
whether or not to take a chance on drinking it. Finally, he decided. He
uncorked it and drank down the contents.
They were sweet and syrupy and not at all unpleasant to taste. As the
liquid flowed down his throat, Billy expected something to happen. But
nothing did. Disappointed, Billy took off his costume and went to grab a
shower before going to bed. He didn't want remnants of his witch's
costume on him when he got up the next morning.
* * * * *
"Wake up Terri, time to go to school." Billy didn't know where the voice
was coming from, but as he opened his eyes, he realized that he must still
be dreaming. A tall, blonde woman that he didn't recognize him was
shaking him gently. "Come on Terri, I still have to get your sister up and
she takes more work. Help me out here, like you always do. I know
you're tired, it was a big night last night."
He sat up and it hit him like a ton of bricks. The potion had worked. He
was female. But what kind of female, he wondered. He...no, she looked
down. She was wearing the kind of nightgown a teen would wear and
judging from the small but pert bustline that jutted out from beneath the
nightie, she was well into puberty.
"If you're a good girl, you can drive the car on the way to school. Now
please get dressed and then when you're ready go down and make us
some breakfast."
"Yes Auntie Alice" she said without thinking. It had just popped into her
head. The woman was her Aunt Alice. The woman who had come to
raise her two nieces after the death of their parents in a tragic accident.
They lived in the same house. But at the same time he had all the same
memories that he'd had as Billy. Only now he appeared to be the only
one who knew that he'd once been a boy. Unless Sally knew.
* * * * *
Sally didn't know a thing. It had taken Terri all day to figure out a clever
way to raise the issue and the result had been plain and simple. As far as
Sally knew, she had always had an older sister named Teresa, whose
name had been shortened to Terri by their father. It had been an
interesting day for Terri. She'd worn a pair of tight LEI jeans along with
some platform thong sandals and a baby-doll t-shirt in pink that showed
off her very flat tummy and cleavage as best possible. She'd discovered
she was popular, ran with a fast crowd and was a cinch to make the
cheerleading squad next year when she would be a senior. She was a
song-girl and that had required her to practice with the other girls at
rehearsal after school.
It had felt perfectly natural to don the sportsbra and matching panty
before stepping into the pleated skirt and pulled the short-sleeved top
over her head. She pulled her long hair back with practiced skill,
fastening it with a scrunchy she'd been wearing over her wrist.
It was amazing to watch how her body knew all the right moves, knew
the chants and everything else she needed to perform the routines with
her friends. She loved this body, it's amazing flexibility. After practice,
she and a couple of the other girls had been goofing around and she
discovered that not only could she do a complete split, she was also able
to pull her feet behind her head. "I swear Terri, you shouldn't have quit
gymastics" one of her friends had said.
"Hey, I had other things that were more important. Plus it was around
the time my folks died and I had to help my aunt out more."
"I know sweetie, I know. You want a ride home?"
"Sure."
"Okay, let's go shower up and we'll go."
* * * * *
In the showers Terri was surprised that she didn't feel any erotic stirings
within her loins. The sight of the naked bodies of the other girls caused
no reaction within her.
When she arrived home, Aunt Alice hadn't picked up Sally yet and Terri
had the house to herself. She decided to walk down to see the Mortensen
sisters and ask them about what had happened to her.
"Hello Terri, was your first day at school all you had hoped?" It was
Melissa Mortensen who was sitting on the porch when Terri walked up.
"I guess. I was surprised about a few things though."
"I'm sure you were. Come inside and we'll talk about them. Deedee is
away running an errand, but I have some tea on."
After they were seated at the dining room table, fresh cups of tea before
them Terri asked Melissa "So why didn't I feel anything about the other
naked girls in the locker room?"
"Because my dear, you're just another girl now. A normal heterosexual
girl."
"But I didn't want to be attracted to boys."
"You had a dream dearie. It was to be your sister's older sister, so that
another adult could raise the two of you. The dream involved being as
regular a girl as possible, and that's what you are. You could force
yourself to be attracted to girls, but it's not your nature now."
"Sally doesn't know?"
"Of course not. She'd be much too distracted by that. Her life will be
just as it would have been with you in the parental role, provided that
Alice is as good a parent-figure as you were. But we won't know that
until time passes."
"Anything else I need to know."
"Not really dearie. The whole world knows you as Teresa, or Terri now.
Only my sister and I know any different. But I will do this, in case we
aren't around here next Halloween." She disappeared for a moment and
then returned with another bottle of the elixir that Billy had consumed
only one night earlier. "Take this with you dearie. If you aren't happy
with this, you can try again next Halloween. It may reverse the effects,
or grant another dream of yours."
"Thanks Melissa."
"You're welcome dearie. You have so much love in your heart, let it
guide you in your choices in life."
* * * * *
"Sally, you get upstairs and clean up that mess in your room right now."
"Yes Auntie Alice." As Terri watched her sister run up the stairs, she
wondered why their aunt was yelling.
"Aunt Alice, why are you yelling at Sally?"
"Her toys are all over the floor. I want to keep this place neat and clean."
"But she's just a kid. Kids play with their toys."
"She can just pick them up when she's done. Now that's enough
questioning of me for one day young lady. Don't you have some
homework to do?"
"I did it all already."
"Not likely. Show it to me."
Terri reached into her backpack and pulled out her assignment notebook
where she'd written down all her assignments. One by one she reviewed
them with Alice until an angry Alice said "Alright, fine. You did your
homework. Now go finish the dinner I started and while you're at it,
mop the kitchen floor while I rest."
That night was just the beginning. Alice grew more and more bossy as
the days passed. Terri tried to figure what had happened to cause this
change in her aunt's attitude. Then she remembered that when Alice had
first moved in with them, she'd had a boyfriend. He'd even come to visit
once or twice, but as time had passed and it became clear that Alice
would be keeping care of her sister's children for good, the man had
broken things off with her. It was after the breakup that Alice had begun
to grow more and more easily upset.
As the months passed, Alice's tirades grew more and more frequent and
they were focused on Sally. She tried to harrass Terri, but Terri was the
perfect child. Almost Stepford-like in how she managed to do her
chores, her homework and her other activities, while doing anything and
everything else that Alice would ask her to do. Because of her inability
to catch Terri doing anything wrong, Alice had focused in on Sally.
This bothered Terri to no end and she and Alice had frequent arguments
on the topic. They would usually end with Alice saying "Look, you
ungrateful girl. I could have left you and your sister to the Social
Services people. You weren't old enough to take on the job. They would
have put you into foster homes and maybe split you up. You will do
what I say and not interfere with how I raise your sister, or I will have to
reconsider caring for you."
Terri did her best to help her sister deal with their Aunt's meanness, but
Sally cried often, wishing that their parents hadn't died. So involved
with the goings on in their family was Terri that she didn't notice the
moving van in front of the Mortensen sister's home. They were gone
without a goodbye.
It was almost Halloween and Alice was doing her best to make it
difficult for the girls, refusing to give them much money for costumes.
That didn't bother Terri. She managed to make a princess dress for Sally
to wear from fabric she'd bought with her own money, and for herself
she'd decided to go trick-or-treating with her sister dressed as a Flapper,
in one of her mother's old costumes.
Late that night, just before midnight, Terri took out the bottle of elixir
that she'd kept carefully hidden in her room. She knew that it might be
rough, but she had to do something, anything, to save her sister from the
fate of being their Aunt's verbal punching bag. But she didn't drink the
potion. Instead she snuck it into her sister's room.
Sally wasn't sleeping. She was awake, looking through the candy she'd
received that night. She whispered "Terri, what are you doing here, it's
so late."
"I know Sally, but I have to do something. Do you trust me?"
"Yes Terri. You're the only one who really loves me."
"I do love you. I want you to trust me and drink this down and then go
to sleep."
"What is it?"
"It will make your favorite dream come true."
"Promise?"
"I promise. The only thing it won't do is bring Mommy and Daddy
back."
"Oh." Her sister's face fell. "I'm sorry sweetie. I wish that would
happen. I'd give anything to have them back, and to have things the way
they were before the accident."
"You've been taking care of me all this time, since they died. Alice
didn't do anything except be mean to me. You must be tired of taking
care of me."
"No way. I'll always take care of you."
"Not if my dream comes true." With that Sally drank down the potion.
She handed the empty bottle back to her older sister and said "Okay, I'm
going to sleep now."
Terri went to her own room and got into bed. Wondering what the
morning would bring, she fell asleep.
* * * * *
"Wake up Terri, time to get ready for school."
The alarm must not have gone off, much like the previous November 1st.
Terri sat up and suddenly the world spun before her eyes. Everything
was so big now. "Well little sister, I hope you like my dream come
true."
Terri looked up at her big sister Sally. She was gorgeous, in her mid 20s,
dressed for her job as a manager for a local business. She looked lovely
in the beige suit with matching pumps and sheer nylons. "But now you'll
have to take care of me Sally. It isn't fair."
"Sure it is Terri. Besides, this is perfect. You're what you always
wanted to be, and I get to repay you for caring for me. Now be a good
little girl and get dressed. Do you need any help?"
"No, I'm a big girl now." They both laughed at the notion that the girl
who'd been a high school senior yesterday and was now just a giggling
third grader thought of herself as a big girl. "Can I have some candy for
breakfast?"
"Sure. Long as you eat your pancakes. Now get moving little lady."
* * * * *
Somewhere, the Mortensen sisters, with other bottles of elixir, sit waiting
for next Halloween, to make the dreams of the deserving come true.
Someday, maybe to make your dreams come true. Because dreams can
come true on a magical day like Halloween.
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