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Lakeland Journey by Amanda Walker
Part 1
The train finally arrived at the station, John had been looking forward to
visiting his Aunt, Mum and Dad were off on a cruise and he was to spend the
summer in the Lake District. The sky had darkened on the spring evening and
rain was in the air, standard Lakes then. He left the train and stepped onto the
deserted platform of the unmanned station, he'd done this journey before and
knew there was a local bus from Staveley to the valley where his aunt's
house was. He carried a sport bag with all a teenage lad needs for six weeks
away (not much!) and went down to the bus-stop. The bus would be along in
10 minutes, there was no shelter and as it started to rain gently he was
annoyed but not too bothered his light jacket keeping most of the wet at bay.
The rain intensified and became torrential he could not leave the stop as the
bus was due. He was now getting very wet, but hey he'd be at Mary's soon.
The bus finally arrived 10 minutes late by which time he was thoroughly
drenched.
The driver smiled at his bedraggled state as he threw his wet bag into the
luggage rack and himself the only passenger onto the bus. The big advantage
with these country buses was that they'd stop wherever you wished so he
told the driver to drop him at Skilthwaite Crag and settled down for the
Twenty-minute journey. It was nice and warm on the bus after the cold rain
and he dozed while the bus meandered down the dark lanes. The driver called
to him as they stopped outside his aunts' and he jumped up and off the bus
toward the welcoming lights. The house a small villa was up a short drive
and built of Lakeland slate it fitted into the landscape so well and held many
happy memories for him.
The door opened as soon as he reached it, he was welcomed in by his aunt
who gave him a big hug and immediately said "Oh my dear you're soaking
wet let's get you out of those wet things and beside the fire, I'll make a hot
drink". The logs crackled and spit their warm glow he felt much better but the
rain had soaked him right through and his hair was matted down. "Finish
your drink and then we'll get you into a hot bath. Where are your cases?"
asked Aunt Mary, "oh no! They're still on the bus" he cried. "Oh well don't
worry we'll find you something to wear, get upstairs and have your bath, I'll
put something out for you". He enjoyed the hot soak in the old-fashioned
bath on legs with huge taps and fittings and after about 20 minutes he dried
off and put on the towelling robe his aunt had left out. She heard him leaving
the bathroom and called-up " go into the bedroom opposite, my dear, which
will be yours for your stay". He remembered it was his Cousin Cynthia's
room, he had played with her here when they were younger. Now she was
away on a British Council scheme in Africa.
Aunt Mary had left clothing on the bed but? On the bed were a pair of cotton
knickers, a girl's cotton vest and some knee socks and beside them a medium
length blue knitted dress, like an extended jumper. His initial shock gave way
to amusement; he appeared to have little choice, as his things couldn't be
recovered until tomorrow. What he hoped his aunt didn't know was he
occasionally 'borrowed' his sister's things but was sure he had never been
discovered. What an opportunity, justified dressing-up!
As he quickly dressed he realised that the dress did not hang correctly, as
there wasn't anything padding out the chest department. Then he had the
idea, let's do this properly. Stripping off to only the knickers, he rummaged
around in the bedside drawers until he found what he wanted. First the bra
which he filled with some rolled up socks, then the dark semi-gloss blue
Lycra tights and a black full-length slip which felt gorgeous. Now he
replaced the dress and on zipping the neck found it following his new curves.
His aunt had left out some wool-fleece slippers so he slipped them on and
replacing the towel on his wet hair went downstairs.
"I see you've enhanced the outfit," said Mary smiling. "You don't mind do
you?" he replied. "Not at all, I didn't know whether or not you'd go for it,
but you've done a good job, it is just until we get your things back on
Monday. Come here and I'll dry your hair." He was tired and sat back on the
chair as Mary smiled mischievously as she brushed and curled his hair as she
dried it. "There dear, time for some food I think." As she removed the
casserole from the oven, he devoured the tasty treat.
As he sat down after the meal the food, the long journey and the warmth of
the fire caused him to fall fast asleep. He awoke later to the sound of his aunt
talking to another older lady. "Oh yes she's beautiful, we'd be delighted to
come for lunch". He tried to appear asleep but his heart was pounding, he
was on display to a neighbour and had been invited for lunch!
Later, after the woman had gone his aunt re-entered the room. "What have
you done Auntie, what have you agreed?" he said. "Oh it was just Mrs. Bean
she often pops in to chat. She never bothers to knock just walks in. She had
come to invite me for Sunday dinner after church, and as soon as she saw my
'lovely niece' you were included. Don't worry she's half-blind and a bit batty
but is kind and cooks a lovely roast."
" But I can't go like this" He cried. "It was just a bit of fun between you and
me"
"Oh don't be silly, you've nothing else to wear, you look marvellous, and
most importantly I was going to take you out for dinner tomorrow so I've
nothing in!"
"But I'll be a laughing stock, people will point and stare at a boy in girls
clothes"
" Not if you believe in yourself, tonight you look like a girl, if you feel like
one you'll pull it off no problem."
That night they drank a few beers and relaxed to the extent he forgot/accepted
what he was wearing until it was time for bed. The full-length silky nightie
was laid on the bed and felt gorgeous against his soft young skin and again
he fell into a deep sleep.
Sunday dawned and he woke to sound of birdsong and his aunt clattering
about in the kitchen downstairs. The silky finery wrapping his young body
brought him around, " so it wasn't a dream" he thought. A matching robe
was laid across the chair and he went down the stairs to get some breakfast.
"You look so lovely", she said, and he smiled, this dressing-up game felt so
nice.
After they had eaten, she ushered him upstairs "come on now we'd better get
you ready"; he pretended to protest but accepted his fate with nervous
anticipation. "Now we've got to do this right for your sake, I know she's an
old lady but we'll have to pass people in the street, and you will have to
'pass' ". She had him shave his face closely then his legs, they weren't very
hairy and he was blonde but she was being thorough. Then after a basic
manicure she painted his toe and finger nails a dark pink. Next the make-up,
she was very sparing just hint of colour on his soft cheeks and a matching
pink lipstick. "Now for some clothes young lady" she smiled at the girl that
she was creating. A pair of light control briefs helped to maintain a smooth
silhouette then she handed him a lovely lacy Warner's bra and matching
suspender belt. They filled the bra with rolled up pantyhose and then she
showed him how to pull on the cream gloss stockings. Electricity ran through
his body as he touched the finery around his body. Finally a full slip and a
floral print summer dress with long sleeves were slipped over his head and a
pair of low-heeled cream shoes completed the ensemble. Still he had not seen
himself, the anticipation was making him faint, "I'll just do your hair dear,
then you can see". She combed his long hair back and styled it into wavy
curls then some sprayed some lacquer to hold everything together. "Just one
more thing" and after rooting in a small box she clipped on small diamond
earrings and hung a necklace with a single stone on a fine gold chain upon
him.
He saw a figure in the mirror. The figure was beautiful. The figure was a
young girl demure and innocent. The figure was him.
"I'll just let you get used to this new look, practice walking in those shoes,
it's not as easy as you think but you'll soon get the hang of it". She then left
him alone while she got herself ready.
When she returned he asked, "why get ready so early?" Well my dear our
invitation was for Sunday dinner after church, so we're going to the service
first. I wasn't sure before but you look so good there is no need to worry".
He was worried but reasoned that few young people go to church these days
so there would only be a few old fogies to worry about.
He really didn't have much time to worry as they left for the short walk to the
little slate church soon after going down from the bedroom. The weather was
warm and fine there was no need for coat but he felt completely exposed
when the breeze wafted around his stocking tops. He clung tightly to his aunt
and whispered in her ear " should we really be doing this, what if I'm found
out!"
"Relax dear, I know what you are, I dressed you and even I can't see the
join, just relax and have fun fooling all these people". They reached the
church and both smiling politely entered and sat down the congregation was
much as he'd expected, old. They looked for Mrs. Bean but she had not yet
arrived, then a really beautiful young girl dressed in a similar summer dress
him sat down beside his aunt and a lady he recognised as Mrs Bean beside
her. "Hello Mary may I introduce MY niece Karen. Karen this is Mrs
Williams and her niece Susan". He was stunned into silence but mumbled a
greeting, he had forgotten they'd agreed on the name Susan and he didn't
know how he was going to handle this gorgeous girl who would surely see
through his disguise.
Part 2
John has been compromised to dress as a young girl and is now sat in a pew
in a Cumbrian slate church next to a real beautiful young girl. He and his aunt
are invited to Sunday lunch with the girl and her aunt.
Susan (john) spent the service worrying about the decorum of kneeling for
prayers, sitting down and standing for hymns while wearing such
unaccustomed clothing. Karen had looked at him once, very shyly, as they
were introduced and had not looked his way again. She was either very, very
shy or had 'made' him. He suspected the former.
The service finished and the congregation began to leave. Karen smiled at
Susan as they got up. "I'm so pleased there's another girl to share the holiday
with, it can be very dull up here on your own." The vicar was meeting and
greeting in the churchyard and as the two girls and as their Aunts paused he
came up to speak with them.
"I presume these delightful young girls are your nieces ladies?"
"Oh yes vicar aren't they a picture. Karen was worried that she would be on
her own but we've found Susan has come to stay with her aunt this summer
so they can be companions for each other and not have to put up with us
oldies all the time." Replied Mrs. Bean.
Susan missed the significance of 'all summer' he/she was thinking 'this is the
last time in a dress except on my terms' thank-you very much.
"Well it's a pleasure to have some young, and I must say pretty, faces in the
church today. Karen and Susan may I ask a favour from you? We are having
a Victorian fete here on Wednesday and I would appreciate it very much it
you two would agree to help out. We have some maid outfits that would fit,
don't decide now but do let me know if you are interested."
"That sounds a lot of fun, of course we'll do it won't we Susan?" replied
Karen.
Susan was silently horrified Karen had suddenly come to life and was
making plans for them both, this charade had gone too far. Karen was
beautiful but HE didn't want to be HER girlfriend.
"Well I don't think I will be able to. I've got to get back home as I've lost my
clothes and I think I want to ?"
"Now dears what's all the fuss?" called Susan's Aunt.
"Susan was saying she must leave already!" Cried Karen. "But I would like
her to stay. The Vicar has just asked us to help at the fete, I don't want to do
it on my own, please persuade her to stay Mrs. Williams."
"Well we'll have to see Susan did lose her bag on the way here. I will have to
speak with her later to decide what is to be done. We are going to Kendal
tomorrow to see if the Bus Company can find her things. If not we will have
to make new plans." Replied Susan's Aunt.
"Oh! But that's lovely we were going there tomorrow as well, I have an
appointment at the hairdressers on Stramondgate. We seem to be about the
same size, she can borrow some of my clothes. I've brought loads."
Karen's Aunt nodded. "An awful lot of clothes, there'll be no problem."
"Over to you then Susan." said her Aunt with a wicked glint in her eye.
Susan was trapped for the time being and she knew it. Ok then, a week in
frocks. At one time the boy had fantasised about such a thing, reality was
harder to cope with. "I'm sorry if I appeared reluctant, I was worried about
my things. It's a very kind offer to share your things, thank-you." Said
Susan.
"That is decided then. We will go look for your things while you girls have
your hair done. Then we can do some shopping and have lunch at the coffee
shop." Said Mrs. Bean. "Now you two go and tell the vicar and then we'll
have some dinner. Catch us up dears."
Susan was trembling, events appeared to be completely out of control. Go
with the flow seemed to be the only way out. Just one week then I'm out of
here.
They went over to the Vicar and agreed to visit the vicarage on Tuesday to
find out what to do and try on the costumes.
"Oh Susan my dear you're shaking, are you cold?" Asked Karen. "Here take
my cardigan, let's get on the walk will warm you, our Aunts will be
waiting." With that she put her cardigan around Susan's shoulders, put her
arm around her waist and set off to Mrs. Beans.
Susan realised they weren't taking the direct route as Karen chatted
animatedly to her new friend. It felt very strange to be the delicate girl arm in
arm with this girl who was so happy to be with her. Karen told her she had
few friends and had never been out with a boy as she was too shy. She asked
Susan about the boys she knew and she decided to project the same image. It
seemed easier that way. What Susan did know was that the boy inside was
falling for this girl big time, she was gorgeous in looks and nature. What a
problem! Staying near to her by whatever means became the most important
thought.
The meal was served by the time they arrived home and after they had helped
to clear up they all took tea on the terrace with it's beautiful views down the
Winster valley. Eventually the meal and the relaxing atmosphere caused the
two older ladies to drop off in their chairs and the girls were freed from polite
conversation.
"I know let's try you in some of my things for tomorrow. What do you like
to wear?"
"What have you got?" asked Susan.
"Let's go and see." Replied Karen.
"These Sunday frocks are all very well but I'm more comfortable in a denim
skirt and blouse. Where did you get the clothes you're wearing today?"
"Oh these are my cousin's clothes, I know they don't quite fit but they're not
bad, I haven't worn a dress like this for years." Replied Susan truthfully.
Now she was worrying about undressing and being discovered. She decided
to play very shy. They went up to the room and Karen rummaged about in
her wardrobe, producing a knee length denim skirt for Susan to try on. She
also found a white cotton blouse and Susan went behind a screen in the room
to change. She had just slipped the dress over her head when Karen poked
her head around and said. "Oh you're wearing stockings how lovely can I try
them I've never worn them before?"
"Oh 'er yes just a minute." She said holding the dress against herself.
"Oh I am sorry I didn't mean to embarrass you."
"No I'm sorry. It's just that we've only just met and I am a little shy."
"That's OK, tell you what, I'll pass you some blue opaque's they'll look
better with the skirt and you throw me the stockings when you're ready. I've
got some blue shoes that will go too."
Susan hurriedly changed. The blouse and skirt fitted perfectly and the tights
felt safer than the stockings. She slipped on the shoes and again a perfect fit.
She felt a lot more comfortable. She emerged from behind the screen and
Karen had put on the stockings with a white cotton skirt and a white blouse
much the same as Susan was wearing.
"These stockings are lovely, so cool. I always avoided them as I thought they
were a male fantasy thing. I must buy some of my own tomorrow. Keep
what you're wearing for tomorrow, we'll pick you both up and go to Kendal.
My appointment is at 10am."
"Now girls, what are you up to?" Karen's Aunt called from downstairs. "It's
time for some tea."
They came downstairs to find tea and sandwiches prepared by their Aunts.
"We're so pleased that you are going to be friends. I'm sure we'll have a
lovely time this summer."
The evening passed by as they finished the afternoon tea then played cards
and board games, the girls were indulging their Aunt's who were enjoying
themselves immensely.
Finally as it started to go dark Susan and her aunt left for the short walk to
home.
"Now dear that wasn't so bad"
"Wasn't so bad! I've never been so embarrassed I don't know how we got
away with it!"
"I think overall you rather enjoyed it. She is a very pretty girl."
"There's no doubt about that Aunt, but she thinks I'm a girl. There's no
mileage in it."
"Oh you! Enjoy a different view of the world. You will understand women
better and it will make a better man of you. Let's have a night-cap and go to
bed."
After the drink he went to his bedroom, his aunt had laid out another silky
night-dress. He had to admit these clothes did feel wonderful. He carefully
laid out the clothes he was to wear tomorrow and, after cleaning up, went to
bed and slept soundly.
Part 3
John is now Susan in everyone's eyes. Can he avoid being completely
overwhelmed by his new persona?
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The following morning the 'girls' and their Aunts set off for Kendal. Susan
was still worried about carrying on this deception but Karen was insistent
about the day out. Susan hoped to get his 'boy' clothes back from the bus
depot so he could return to normal. What he didn't have was full control over
the events of that day.
Karen directed her aunt to drop her and Susan at the hairdressers and sent off
the two aunts' to the bus depot. Susan who had thought he was just going to
stay with Karen found that an appointment had also been made for himself
and instructions given to the hairdressing staff. So it was that Susan and
Karen found themselves in curlers and receiving blonde highlights. This
wasn't in the plan. The salon also did a manicure and pedicure on both
'girls', finishing with a makeover to match. They were now looking more
like sisters, Susan suspected that was how Karen thought of him/her.
The aunts reached the depot and retrieved Susan's bag, which having been
wet for several days was somewhat pungent. They agreed to take it away but
didn't think that much would be salvageable.
By the time the aunts and the 'girls' met at the coffee shop on Stramondgate
there were two new hairdos and Karen's credit card had taken a battering in
JR Taylor's. Susan had lost whatever hope he had of getting out of the
situation.
"There's still M&S yet," said Karen. "I'm sure we need some more frillies."
After their lunch they swept through M&S and several other retailers, Susan
& Karen were left carrying all the best designer bags.
They returned to the valley and realised that the charity event for the church
was coming up. The costume fitting was to be the next day. Now Susan saw
the purpose of the hairdo as Karen demonstrated. The curls would give a
pleasant appearance even when pinned up under a servant girl's hat.
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"I'll see you after tea we can go out for a walk," called Karen as Susan and
his aunt got out, "I'll call at 8-00".
"OK" said Susan " see you then. Dressy or not?"
"And waste this pampering we've had? Dressy!"
After they had taken in all the new shopping bags and the bin-liner containing
his original clothes, they flopped down.
" Go into the kitchen Susan and make us both a cold drink and we'll put our
feet up for a few minutes. Then I want to see all of your purchases."
John now Susan was so into the part by now he didn't object and showed off
all of the new dresses, tops, skirts, shoes etc. that they had bought today.
Finally he changed into a summer dress in almost transparent patterned
material, it suited and fitted him perfectly.
"Are you planning to wear that tonight?" Susan nodded. "I think John has
gone for the summer. Susan you are quite beautiful. I thought it when I first
saw you dressed up and the professionals have made you perfect. Please
dear, if at any time you are not happy with this, tell me straight away.
The bag you brought originally, all the clothes are ruined. I think we can save
a pair of trainers with a wash and some of your tapes and toiletries. I
managed to buy you a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt top and I'll put them
away in case you need them. Go carefully my dear don't do anything at all
silly, stay with Karen and have fun I promise I will never tell anyone it'll be
our secret."
"Oh, Aunt I'm happy but confused. I love the dressing up, the feel of the
clothes, being treated as a girl it's all quite thrilling. Once they'd finished with
me in the salon today how else could I feel, no one would take me for
anything other than a girl.
Being with Karen is great fun, but sometimes I wish I was a real boy and
could kiss her. Don't worry about me Aunt I will tell you if anything is going
wrong and thank you for keeping the confidence. For now I am enjoying
myself, but I will return to being John. I might not look it but I am a boy not
a girl and I want to love girls as John."
"Well maybe this experience will make you a better man. You will understand
we women better."
"I'm sure you're right, I can see some men as stupid and ignorant in their
behaviour already, it's a great education perhaps all men should try it!"
"Now dear go upstairs and slip off your dress, I have a present for you."
He sat in his room after taking off the dress, he was wearing a matching set
of bra, panties and suspender belt, and with some cream stockings that had a
light sheen.
"Now take off your bra dear and lie back on the bed."
He removed the bra, now an expert with the hook and eye fastening. The
fillings of cotton wool he had been using fell on the floor and he stooped to
pick them up.
"Leave them, now lie back and close your eyes."
He could hear a package being opened then a cold liquid on his chest. A few
moments later he felt two objects placed on his chest, They were flexible and
had weight.
"Now lie still for 5 minutes, keep your eyes closed."
He thought this must be some beauty treatment, after a few minutes he felt his
aunt lift his hips and pulled his panties down to his thighs, he then felt his
member being inserted into what felt like a rubber sheath and tied back
between his legs. She then replaced the pants. After a further few minutes she
re-fitted his bra and clipped it behind his back.
"Now keep your eyes closed and stand up. I'll support you."
She guided him to the full-length mirror. "Now open your eyes."
At first he did not realise the change, the girl that stood before him had a
pleasant body perhaps B cup breasts and her lace panties barely hid a
woman's sex, then the weight on his front and the absence of a bulge down
below made him realise. His breasts bouncing on his chest and no sign of his
member, this was the final crossover.
"I was sure you had decided to continue, and once you had I thought we
should do the best for you. Like this you could almost be naked and no one,
not even another girl would know."
"Auntie thank you, it sets my mind at rest as well as being quite amazing.
They look so real!"
"And they'll stay on until we remove them so don't worry. They'll probably
take a bit of getting used to, in bed for instance, but it will make life so much
easier for you especially at the fitting tomorrow. You're used to having a
breast shape now you'll have the correct weight and your posture should
improve too."
Susan dressed again and they went down, watched some TV then had tea. At
7-30 Susan went to her room and freshened up her make-up, put on the new
sandals that matched the dress and came down to wait for Karen.
Karen arrived slightly late and then they set off walking down the lane arm in
arm.
"I had a lovely day today." Said Karen. "Auntie is sweet but would have
been a drag when shopping today, you made it all such fun, having someone
of my own age to compare notes with, thank-you very much."
"I think I should be thanking you." Replied Susan. "How much did all this
cost today?"
"Don't worry, Daddy will pay anything for his little girl particularly if she's
happy!"
"I am still very grateful and yes I enjoyed shopping with you too." Susan
thought, It's a dream come true for me although not in the way Karen might
think.
The lane led through the wood and came out at the Strawberry Bank pub.
"I think they will serve us soft drinks, we can sit outside, it's such a lovely
night." Said Karen.
"OK, sounds good." Replied Susan. It amused her to think that last time in
here her father bought her first pint of bitter, now she heard her heels clicking
on the flagstones and Karen ordering two lemon & limes. They went back
outside and found a table.
"You know that dress looks even better on you tonight than this morning, It
hangs so well." said Karen, "have you changed anything?"
"Oh my Aunt gave me a bit of help." Replied Susan. More help than you'd
realise she thought.
After another drink, and plenty of admiring glances they decided to return
home. Again they strolled arm in arm occasionally Karen resting her head on
Susan's shoulder. As they reached Susan's Aunts house it was just going
dark, the curtains were closed but the porch light had not come on. The two
girls stood awkwardly and were saying goodnight when Karen stepped
forward and kissed Susan full on the lips. She then stepped back, almost in
shock at what she had done but in the next moment had thrown her arms
around Susan's neck and kissed her again. Susan was shocked as well but
the easiest thing to do was reciprocate and she put her arms around Karen's
waist. Their tongues met and their young bodies pressed against each other
through the delicate fabrics they were wearing. Breast against breast and legs
entwined they stayed kissing for what seemed like an eternity.
Then the porch light came on. It was on a timer but the surprise made them
spring apart in shock. Karen looked at Susan tears welled in her eyes and
said "I'm sorry, oh I'm so sorry, forgive me, what have I done?" and ran
down the path.
Susan was too stunned to do anything. She watched Karen run away, she
wanted to follow her but couldn't move. She decided to sit for a moment.
Where was this all leading?
(to be continued)
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