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Renee's Birthday
By Janis Elizabeth
Chapter 1
There are some definite problems associated with
being a single mom who is trying to raise a teenage
son and work full time. The other day is a case that
best exemplifies this point. It was my son Richard's
fifteenth birthday, and he and I were supposed to be
going out to dinner to celebrate this occasion.
However, at the last minute, I found out that I had to
work late in order to complete a rush project that
absolutely had to be shipped that night. I called
Richard as soon as I found out, apologizing profusely
to him for having to cancel our special dinner and
promising him that I would make it up to him some
other time. While he seemed to be very disappointed,
he understood that sometimes the demands of the
workplace are overriding. He said that we could
reschedule our dinner "date" for another time, which
would be fine with him.
I finished up the project around 9 p.m. and quickly
headed for home, tired but happy. When I got home,
the house was completely dark, except for a light in
Richard's room. Oh well, I thought, he must be on the
computer, something that he spends a lot of time
doing. As I walked in, I called out to let him know I
was home. However, I received no response, so I went
up to his room to check and see if he was all right.
Strangely, his door was closed. I didn't give it any
thought as I proceeded to go in. After I saw my son
sitting there at his computer, I understood why his
door was closed.
He was sitting there in front of his computer wearing a
girl's skirt and blouse and apparently the appropriate
lingerie also. When he saw me in his room, he quickly
tried to cover himself.
"Wha ?what are you doing? And why are you
dressed in girl's clothing?"
I stopped for a moment and looked closely at the
computer screen. I noticed a message at the bottom of
the screen that read "Connected to chat room as user
Renee." I looked at Richard and asked,
"And what is the meaning of this message at the
bottom of your computer screen? Who is Renee? Are
you Renee?"
When I finally settled down some, he tried to explain
everything to me.
"Mom, I have been fascinated with girls' clothes, both
their lingerie and their outerwear, for several years.
No, this does not mean that I crave to go out and
attract boys while dressed like this. I still want to date
girls. I have been dressing in secret for the last two
years. I have a small collection of things that I have
bought out of my allowance. I wear them when I am
sure that I will be alone. I have even being shaving
my arms and my legs for several months now.
Tonight, I was so disappointed that we were not going
out to dinner on my birthday that I got dressed in this
outfit and went on-line to visit my friends in this chat
room. Renee is my feminine identity that I use when I
am on-line chatting."
Needless to say, after hearing this outpouring from my
son, I was a bit surprised. However, I did manage to
ask him about the chat room.
"It's for people like me" he replied. When I asked him
if he meant teenagers, he said, "Some are. Most,
however, are guys who just enjoy wearing various
women's things. They regularly come here to chat
about being and feeling feminine and to play out their
feminine fantasies with others while on the computer."
I stood there, looking at my son dressed as a teenage
girl, thinking about all that I had heard. Richard
started to apologize for shocking me and said that he
would change back into his normal male clothes.
Before he could take off anything, I stopped him. I
went over and sat on his bed and said,
"You know, Richard, or should I say Renee, you really
look quite cute, sitting there dressed in your skirt and
blouse. Are you wearing lingerie also?" Renee slowly
nodded her head and said that he had on a bra, panties,
garter belt and stockings under his blouse and skirt. I
continued, "With a little makeup and some styling of
your hair, you would be very pretty."
Now it was Richard's turn, rather Renee's turn to be
surprised. (I guess that I should use Renee when he is
dressed as a girl.) She looked at me with those big
serious, blue eyes of hers and asked me if I were just
kidding him. I assured him that I was completely
serious in what I had just said. I then asked her if she
would like to see for herself how she would look with
some makeup and her longish blond hair styled more
effeminately. Renee simply nodded her head, almost
too surprised to speak.
Before we started, I asked Renee how she achieved the
appearance of having breasts. She indicated that she
had filled water balloons and then put them into nylon
knee-highs before inserting them into her bra cups.
My scowl expressed my obvious displeasure with this
method of padding. I said I would help her with her
hair and makeup if she would get rid of the water
balloons. When Renee looked at me questioningly, I
assured her that I had a better alternative for proper
padding. I said that I would meet her in my room in a
few minutes.
When Renee walked in, I noticed her now flattened
chest. I quickly remedied that when I lovingly
unbuttoned her blouse a little and put a pair of
realistic B-sized breast forms inside her bra cups.
Before Renee could ask me when and where I had
gotten them, I explained that I had had them since I
was an impatient, underdeveloped teenager, only
slightly younger than she was now. As nature
provided me with my own natural resources, I no
longer needed these breast forms. I had just kept them
as a remembrance of my youth.
I then had Renee sit on the bench facing away from
my vanity. Using a towel around her shoulders to
protect her clothes, I started on her makeup. With
foundation and powder, I formed the basis of Renee's
makeup. A little blush on the cheekbones and a little
eye shadow on the lids helped to play up Renee's
natural complexion. Creamy lipstick on her lips
helped to complete her makeup.
I then used a spray water bottle, my brush, and my
comb to work on her hair. After combing it to remove
the tangles, I used some styling mousse as I combed
and brushed her hair. Finally, I was satisfied with the
results that I had achieved. When Renee was allowed
to see the end product, all she could say was "Wow! Is
that really me?" I assured her that she was indeed
looking at her own reflection.
I looked at the clock and realized how late it was. I
told Renee she could sleep with her makeup on and I
would show her how to cleanse her face in the
morning. I also told her that tomorrow night we
would have our postponed birthday celebration.
Renee seemed happy about that. Since she didn't have
one of her own, I let Renee borrow one of my satin
nightgowns. Granted it was a little big on her, but she
appreciated it all the same. She looked darling
wearing a long, lavender, lacy satin nightgown. One
big hug and then it was lights out for the evening.
Chapter 2
The next morning, I had Richard get up early so that
he could learn how to properly remove his makeup and
cleanse his face. When he got out of bed, he looked so
cute wearing my satin nightgown. I showed him how
to completely remove his makeup and then how to
cleanse his face and moisturize it once the makeup
was off. I made sure that he was ready for school on
time and told him not to delay coming home, since he
had to get ready for our dinner date. He smiled at me
when I said that and said he would be home on time.
After he left, I phoned my office to tell them, that after
my long stay last night, I was taking the day off and
using some of my comp time that I had accumulated
with all of these rush last-minute projects. My boss
had no problem with my taking off and she hoped that
I would have an enjoyable day. I assured her that I
would.
I quickly bathed, dressed in my nice satin lingerie,
sleeveless blouse, denim skirt, knee-highs and flats. I
did my makeup and hair so that I, at least, looked
presentable to the world. A more careful job would be
done tonight when I took Renee out for her birthday. I
then headed to the mall to get Renee some nice clothes,
including a nice outfit for her birthday dinner. I knew
this was going to be an expensive shopping trip, but
Renee was certainly well worth the expense.
Once at the mall, I went into the women's department
of a major store. First, I selected several bras for
Renee. Since she had admitted to wearing women's
clothing for some time, I wanted to make sure that she
would be able to have a suitable wardrobe for the
future. Matching satin panties were selected and
added to my intended purchases. At one point, the
saleslady assisting me asked about the quantities of
apparel I was buying. I told her that it was my
daughter's birthday and I wanted to have a new
wardrobe for her. She said that my daughter must be
very special. I assured her that Renee was, indeed, a
special person.
A few garter belts, three full slips, two camisoles and
two half slips were added to my growing pile of
apparel. The last lingerie that I got was sleepwear,
getting three long nightgowns, three waltz-length
nightgowns and three baby doll nightgowns. All were
in the softest, most feminine colors and were adorned
with lace.
I then selected outerwear for my new daughter.
Several skirts, some full and some straight, all knee
length and several blouses in a variety of styles were
selected also. All of the blouses were soft and silky
feeling and looked very feminine. Lastly, I got my
Renee a few dresses. All were full skirted and softly
feminine and suitable either for church or for going
out to dinner.
Just as I was ready to finish my shopping, I saw the
ideal dress, one that Renee would look absolutely
darling in at dinner tonight. It was a dark green,
satiny sheath, with short sleeves and a straight
neckline. It was the only one of this style on the rack.
Fortunately, it was the correct size for Renee. I just
knew she would love it.
After I checked out, I had quite a few packages. The
saleslady, seeing my dilemma, got one of the stock
boys to help cart my purchases to the car. I tipped
him a few dollars for assisting me. On the way home,
I stopped at the shoe store and got Renee heels to
match her dresses and skirts. All were two-inch heels
or less. I believe that there is enough time later for a
young lady to graduate to higher heels. I then quickly
hurried home so that I could be completely dressed
when my lovely daughter got home from school.
Although it took a few trips, I quickly got all of the
packages into the workroom. I had already separated
out those packages, which contained Renee's outfit for
tonight. I called the restaurant and made our
reservation for dinner. I asked specifically for a table
in the center of the room, since we would be
celebrating my daughter Renee's birthday and I wanted
to show her off. The hostess assured me that it would
not be a problem.
After a quick shower, I did my hair using a curling
iron and styling gel. I then started to get dressed. My
lingerie was all in royal blue satin, including my garter
belt. My black stockings were in place on my legs.
My blue satin dress with front buttons to the waist, a
full skirt, short sleeves and a collar was my dress of
choice for this special evening with my daughter. My
makeup matched and complimented my outfit. A
spray of perfume was the final touch. I then slipped
on my three-inch heels and waited for my
Richard/Renee to get home. I couldn't wait to see
his/her face when he/she saw her outfit for tonight.
Chapter 3
Richard was right on time in getting home. When he
walked in, I gave him a big hug. I told him to take a
quick bath and to make sure that he shaved
completely. I emphasized completely so that he knew
I meant his arms, legs and all points in between. He
looked at me quizzically but assured me that he would
do it. I also suggested that he use my lilac bath talc
after he had dried off. He asked me if that wasn't a bit
feminine for a guy going out to dinner. I simply
assured him that it would make him feel so much nicer
after his bath.
I was sitting on the bed in Richard's room when he
walked in from his bath. I was pleased to see that he
had wrapped his towel around his body just like a
woman. I smiled at his thoughtfulness. His body
smelled delightfully like lilacs. I indicated to him that
his clothes were on the bed. I know he expected to see
his suit, shirt and tie laid out for him. However, all he
saw were several bags sitting on his bed. When he
opened the first bag and saw the satin lingerie, he
started to smile. I looked at him and said,
"Richard, granted we missed your birthday last night.
However, today, let's celebrate a new birthday, the
birthday of Renee. Tonight, I want to take you to
dinner as my daughter and celebrate your new femme
persona. After you have your lingerie on, I will help
you with your hair and makeup."
Renee was so pleased with my comments that she was
simply beaming. When she started to exhibit a little
modesty concerning removing her towel in my
presence, I reminded her that I would not be seeing
anything new or different that I hadn't already seen
before with her. With that, Renee proceeded to drop
her towel and stood naked before me as she began to
put on her lingerie.
I had gotten her white satin lingerie for this special
evening. Quickly, she fastened the garter belt around
her waist and slid her panties up her long smooth legs.
She then put her black nylons on and properly fastened
them. After hooking her bra in back, she picked up
her breast forms and put them into the cups of her
lacy, satiny bra. I could tell that she was enjoying
every second of this experience. Before I allowed her
to continue dressing, I had Renee put a sanitary pad
into her panties. "It will help to tuck you in and give
you a more feminine front to your panties. It will also
serve to protect you in case you have an accident
tonight."
She smiled at me and then properly positioned the pad
in her panties. She then put on her heels so that her
feet could get used to the new shoes.
After she had put on her white full-length slip, I took
her to my vanity to do her hair and makeup. Even
without makeup, she looked pretty sitting there in her
lingerie. While I wanted to set her hair in rollers, I
realized that joy would have to wait until another time.
Using a spray bottle, styling gel, my curling iron and a
brush, I fashioned a rather nice feminine style for
Renee. With the brushing and teasing of the hair, it
had more fullness. I was able to flip the ends under
and arrange her hair so that it nicely framed her face.
I also styled some of the hair in front into bangs. I
then had Renee cover her eyes while I sprayed her new
style with a generous amount of hairspray.
I then set to work doing Renee's makeup. I believe
that a 15-year-old does not need much makeup to
enhance her natural, youthful beauty. This was the
case with my Renee. As I did last night, I used the
foundation and the powder to provide a good basis.
Some eye shadow on her lids and a little mascara on
her lashes served to highlight and emphasize her eyes.
I then applied some blush to her cheekbones to add a
little color to her face. For a brief instant, it seemed
strange to be there applying cosmetics to the face of
my lingerie-clad son. I immediately dismissed that
thought and continued working on Renee's makeup.
Using lipstick, I carefully outlined Renee's lips before
applying several coats of the creamy substance to her
lips, giving them a rich, full appearance. I then had
her blot the excess lipstick on a tissue.
When Renee saw herself for the second time in
makeup, she was even more amazed at her appearance
than she had been last night when I first had used
cosmetics on her face. She just sat and stared at her
reflection for quite some time before she smiled and
thanked me for making her so pretty. While Renee sat
admiring herself, I went and got her jewelry. I had her
put on a pair of pearl clip-on earrings and a single
strand pearl necklace. I jokingly suggested to Renee
that, one day, we should have her ears pierced because
there were so many more feminine earrings for pierced
ears. I was slightly surprised when Renee agreed with
me and said she was looking forward to the day when
she could get her ears pierced.
I told Renee that we had to get a move on if we were
going to be on time for our reservation at the
restaurant. I went and got her dress out of the
protective plastic. Renee stood and allowed me to
lower the sheath down on to her body. The dark
green, satiny material looked great against her coloring
and the sheath fit her perfectly.
As I zipped the back up, I heard Renee sigh deeply. I
asked her if there was anything the matter.
"No Mom," she replied. "Nothing is the matter.
Everything is just so perfect. I love being Renee and
seeing your acceptance of her. I love the feel of my
lingerie and walking in these heels. And, Mom, my
dress is absolutely beautiful. Thank you so much for
everything tonight."
With that, she smiled at me, reached out and gave me
a big hug. I almost cried over my daughter's
happiness. Fortunately, I was able to keep my
emotions under control. If I hadn't, I think we would
both have shed tears of joy. I then handed Renee her
matching purse, which contained some makeup,
tissues, wallet and keys and told her we should be on
our way.
Chapter 4
It was very interesting to watch Renee during our trip
to the restaurant. She had walked very elegantly to the
car. Before she got in, she asked me the proper way to
enter the passenger's side when wearing a skirt. I
briefly explained how a woman gets in and seats
herself. I then watched as Renee entered gracefully.
During the drive, Renee kept her hands folded in her
lap. When she spoke, I noticed a definite softening of
her voice. She was working very hard to sound like a
teenage girl.
My heart was filled with pride at my beautiful
daughter sitting there beside me. I told her that she
really did look very pretty and that I was glad to have
finally been able to meet Renee after all of this time
that she had been hidden from me. Renee actually
blushed when I told her that I was enjoying having my
new daughter there with me.
At the restaurant, I turned the car over to valet parking
as Renee and I exited the car. Again, she was the
picture of grace as she stood from a somewhat
awkward sitting position. She made sure that her
dress was not clinging anywhere as she carefully
smoothed her skirt. A few of the young men assisting
with the valet parking took more than a casual notice
of Renee as we walked into the restaurant. I could see
her blush at the admiring glances she was receiving.
As we walked, I told her that she should simply enjoy
being admired since she was so pretty. This caused
Renee to blush even more.
Once inside, I informed the hostess that we had a
reservation and gave our name. After checking her
list, she smiled at us, picked up menus and led us to a
table in the center of the room, exactly as I had asked
for. As we were seated, the hostess looked at Renee,
wished her a happy birthday and told her how nice she
looked this evening. Although she blushed again, she
accepted the compliment with style and grace and
thanked the hostess for her kind words. As she sat,
she carefully smoothed the skirt of her dress under her.
When we ordered our meal, I noticed that Renee
ordered a small, sensible meal as a woman or young
lady would, instead of a meal loaded with a lot of fried
foods like the typical male teenager enjoys. As I
looked on approvingly after she had indicated her
choices to the server, Renee smiled at me and said,
"Mom, a girl has to always watch her figure even
when she eats out on her birthday. Also, I have to
keep from eating a lot of greasy foods so that my
complexion will stay as nice and fresh as it is."
She was truly behaving like the young lady that she
wanted to be.
During the meal, we chatted about many things in
general. She was watching me eat and trying to mimic
my actions. I offered her some pointers on how a
woman eats her meal, from the quantity of food at any
time on her fork to how to properly hold her dinner
napkin on her lap. After the server had cleared away
the dinner dishes, we were sitting there discussing the
merits of having dessert and coffee or just having
coffee. Our server reappeared, carrying a small cake
with a lighted candle. Several of the other servers
followed her to our table. As she put the cake in front
of Renee, the entire group joined in singing Happy
Birthday to Renee. I then told her to make a wish and
blow out the candle, which she did. All of the serve
staff wished Renee a Happy Birthday and to have
many more. I am glad none of them asked her how old
she was because I think Renee might have told them
that it was her first birthday, which, in a sense, it was.
While enjoying the cake, I asked Renee what she had
wished for. She looked at me with a shy smile on her
face and said that she had wished that this night would
never end. She was so enjoying being Renee. I told
her that, in some ways, it might not ever end. She
looked at me questioningly as I explained my
response. I told her that she still had her birthday
presents at home to open. When she started to protest,
saying that the dinner and the wonderful dress and
lingerie were more than enough, I hushed her and told
her that she deserved some birthday presents as well.
She pressed me to find out what I had for her. I
simply said that I wanted Renee to be more than a
once-in-a-while visitor in our home. Even though
Renee kept asking me, I would not tell her any more
about her presents.
After we settled the check, I suggested to Renee that
we visit the ladies room before departing for home.
She seemed a little reluctant to go into this feminine
sanctuary, perhaps fearing discovery, until I reminded
her that everyone, without question, had accepted her
as Renee. She seemed more comfortable, after that
assurance, of relieving herself in the proper room. I
also reminded her to be careful of her dress and
lingerie as she sat down and to properly wipe herself
before repositioning everything.
When she came out of the stall, Renee smiled at me,
indicating that everything was all right. After washing
and drying our hands, Renee checked her makeup in
the mirror. Since she felt that her lipstick needed
freshening, she pulled the gold tube from her purse
and carefully coated her lips and then blotted them.
As we left the restaurant and waited for the car, Renee
was again the subject of many admiring glances from
the young men that were around. This time, Renee
stood there, smiling at the attention she was receiving.
My daughter continued to make me proud.
Chapter 5
After we got home, I had Renee go and sit in the
family room and wait for me. I then gathered up some
of the packages and brought them in with me. I
noticed that Renee was sitting very ladylike in the
chair, feet flat on the floor, knees together, sitting not
slouching. As I put the packages beside her, I knew
that Renee would recognize the store name on them
and have some inkling of her presents. However, I
would not let her start opening any of them until they
were all there before her. A second trip to the
workroom enabled me to bring in the rest of Renee's
presents.
As Renee opened each bag, she oohed and aahed over
the selection of clothing that she was receiving. She
particularly liked the various pieces of satin lingerie
that I had gotten for her. She thought the dresses,
blouses and skirts were very pretty. While she loved
the various pairs of heels, she did express the desire
for something more than two-inch heels. I told her to
be patient, that there would be a day when I might
allow her to get higher heels. Renee was thrilled when
I said this.
The last present that she opened contained all of the
nightgowns that I had gotten for her. As she looked
and felt each one, she told me how beautiful they were
and how nice they felt. I told her that I hoped that she
would enjoy wearing each and every one of them.
Since it was late, I told Renee to leave everything in
the family room and we would put it away tomorrow.
She asked if it made a difference which nightgown that
she wore tonight. My response was to select whatever
she wanted. With that, she reached out and picked up
the long satin nightgown in pink. Renee had actually
picked out my favorite. I suggested that she go up to
her room and get ready for bed. I would be along
shortly to tuck her in. Renee smiled, took her
nightgown and almost floated off to her room.
I straightened up the family room a little and then went
up to Renee's room to say goodnight. She had already
changed into her nightgown and cleansed her face.
She looked so angelic wearing pink. I sat on the edge
of her bed and talked with her for a bit. Renee told me
what a good time she had at dinner. She thanked me
for all of the wonderful clothes I had gotten for her. I
told her again how wonderful it was to have a son and
how equally wonderful it was now having a daughter.
I then asked Renee if she would like to have girls' day
Saturday, where we would both get our hair done
professionally, have makeup consultations and get her
ears pierced. Maybe we would even visit the local
photographic studio and have glamour shots taken of
each of us wearing gowns or other fancy things.
Renee thought that these suggestions would be
absolutely wonderful and that she would look forward
to doing all of them.
With that, I leaned down and kissed her goodnight.
After making sure that she was properly tucked in, I
wished her pleasant dreams. Renee looked at me,
smiled and said, "Mom, they will all be sweet,
pleasant, feminine dreams." I'm sure that they will be.
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