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Be Careful What You Wish
By Joseph A. Falls
Be careful with your wishes.
I had read it somewhere, just than I can't recall where, but for
my own experience I know now, that's true.
I was a secret crossdresser for years, been discovered many times
by my sisters and mother through all my childhood, and growing up
to be a grumpy thirty year old man. I remember once, been
fourteen and been discovered by my sister in a leotard and black
tights, of course she told my mother. The way my mother reacted
was throwing me a nightgown of hers and asking me in a loudly
voice if I really wanted to be a girl. I feared her reaction and
fully denied what my heart wished to shout, I cried during all
the night and didn't feel relaxed the next morning, it was until
days later while I was in the kitchen that she asked me again and
I was more calmed, but I denied all my feelings again.
I grew and continued dressing, being always more and more
careful, buying and destroying my stack of clothes from time to
time. My Mom always knew and didn't care at all, she found time
for herself and married again, and only wishing that no one knew
about the true me.
I had a more or less happy childhood, except for the divorce of
my parents, my stupid school and high school, which were my
living nightmares. Being 5?7" and 110 pounds was uneasy for a
kid, and was always confused for a girl, due to my look of a more
androgynous boy.
One night while I read my TG fiction I wished my childhood were
more like those of the fiction that I was reading and a tear
formed in my eye. That was a very deep wish that came from my
heart.
I woke up the next morning in a boy's body of fifteen.
I looked to the room I was in amazement, walked to the bathroom
and looked at the smooth face of child that I had now.
Blond hair up to my neck, blue eyes, a small nose and a little
tick lips, but after all a boy, without muscles or manly
features, but a boy.
I was admiring myself when a woman of thirty something opened the
door and talked to me, "Bobbie what are you doing in the mirror,
take a shower and make yourself ready for school." I looked at
her in panic and she panicked too at my expression, "Are you okay
Robert? You don't look well to me."
"I don't know." I answered. "Who are you?"
She was scared and ran out calling for someone called Frank.
I found myself amazed to be speaking English, and why not if I
used to speak four languages as my old self.
A man this time entered the room, his blond hair like mine and
perhaps some forty years old. "Robert Andrew Shepherd, stop
playing games to your mother you just scared her, now take a
shower."
Then I realized who he was and from his face I knew that it was
better to do what he was saying,
At the kitchen table I looked at them, a motherly woman, a
protective father and me an only and pampered boy, without
brothers or sisters.
When I arrived at the school the kids called me all kind of names
like "fag, girly and sissy", somehow confusing me even more when
I was looking desperately for my class.
When I came back to my home, as a long life crossdresser, I
directed my self to explore my New Kingdom and opened my mother
drawers.
She worked as a real state sales lady and I thought that she will
not come home soon, I didn't knew what was my new Dad's work, but
I supposed that both of my parents will come home at about the
same time.
I was already in bra and panties when the phone rang, "Bobbie
this is Sue, I knew you had troubles today too bad I had the flu,
did you feel lonely?"
"No, don't worry" I said, "I'm okay, I will call you later, Bye."
I hung up the phone and looked myself in the mirror a pretty boy
in panties and bra, asking for some make up.
The door burst open and I saw like in slow camera as my mother
came in to my room seeing me in my shame.
"Robert, what are you doing in my bra and panties and looking
yourself in the mirror?" She asked coldly. "Oh, please come down.
And dress yourself in your own clothes."
I came downstairs and sat on the kitchen table with her, and then
she started our most difficult conversation...
"Bobbie, for a couple of years I had been noticing stains in my
lingerie; I didn't want to believe what was happening under my
nose until today. But since I know that you are doing this for
years I believe that you were doing this today the way you did
it, just to let me catch you, with some reason. Now, please tell
me, why you do this? Do you wish to be a girl? Is that so?"
"I don't know Mom," I reply. "It's something that I just feel
right to myself, almost like a part of me, please don't hate me
Mom, I'm just confused to give you some answers."
Then Mom held me close and I went to my room.
I didn't want to have my dinner, I heard my Mom arguing with my
Dad downstairs for a couple of hours about me.
Later my mother came to my room having some supper for me.
"I spoke to your Dad, we don't know where we failed as parents,
but we agreed that you need some professional assistance. Your
father is looking for advice; you will see a doctor soon Bobby,
and in the meantime you and I are going to do some shopping for
clothes of your own. When you were in my womb I wished for a Baby
girl and you came, I wasn't disappointed but now I see this as
some sort of a chance for your happiness and mine. Just don't
tell your father about it, and stay away from him until you see
the doctor."
"You don't need to tell me that Mom. I certainly will do as you
say."
Next day I was in the school again and a curly red head girl sat
beside me and gave me an angry stare, I looked surprised and she
handed me a note.
"Bobby what was that conversation yesterday, you said that you
would call me."
I looked back at her and dumbfounded. "Are you Sue?"
"No, you Dodo." she said, "I'm Piggy the pig, you're Dumb."
Sorry, for yesterday I said I had some troubles at home.
"That's okay," she smiled, "I guess you had other things to do,
and she blinked me an eye."
During the recess I sat with her near to me, and she started a
conversation.
"Well I missed you yesterday, but I am feeling sure about us
because I am the only one that knows your secret. That is the
reason I always forgive you for those stupid things that you
always do."
"What?" I said, "What things? You don't know anything about me,"
I tried to stand and leave. But Sue held my hand and had me sit
again...
"Stay quiet if you don't want everybody to know that you dressed
in my clothes,"
"But if you said that I would say that we had sex and you are
just a coveted lesbian," I reply
"That's correct but it's our little secret, my love," and with
that she kissed me on the lips, leaving me blank, "and I prefer
to kiss you as a girl my love."
And she kissed me again.
When I came back home, Mom was already waiting for me in the
living room; she was reading a seventeen magazine, when looked at
me...
"Bobby I was this morning at the mall and I bought you some
things for our shopping today I hope you like them they are in
your bed honey."
"What's the magazine for?" I asked.
"I have clothes proper for me but not for you so I bought this
magazine to buy you some more proper ones."
So I went up and had a scent bath, shaved my legs, my arms and my
armpits, I have not even a whisker so my face wasn't a problem.
I came out of the bath room and put new white French cut panties
and a 36 B Padded bra on my chest I was very experimented and
wasn't a problem.
I also filled the bra a little with my cotton socks. Then I
dressed in a tan hose, a pink top and on my feet pink pumps plus
a white denim skirt, Mom came and fixed my hair in a girl style
that she liked from the magazine and tried to do my make up, but
I showed her my expertise.
She added me some gold clip on earrings, a bracelet and a
necklace of her own. The final result was that I looked like an
average girl, very pretty indeed.
Mom gave me a hug and asked, "So my beautiful daughter, How I
must call you?"
"How would you have me called if I was a girl at birth? I don't
know she said but I think that Sandy was one option."
"Sandy as in that old "Grease" Movie? Oh my... But since it's
your choice then Sandy will be, (at least for today)"
"Mom, I mean Mommy."
She hugged me and gave me a white leather shoulder bag, "You're
wallet its inside Sandy lets go."
So she drove with me to the mall and during our conversation
there I learned that she owned the real state business, and Dad
was in a very important position so we didn't have economical
problems.
The thing that sent shivers to my spine, what I fear now, was her
enthusiasm.
And I was right; She had me inside almost every shop in the mall.
Where I tried on dresses, shoes, skirts, blouses, outfits, and we
bought every item necessary for a girl of my age such as
accessories, make up, tops, clothes, etc.
She also made me inside a hair salon where they fixed my hair in
a more androgynous style, my eyebrows were trimmed but not
thinned, and my legs were waxed (call that excruciating pain),
I almost hit her with a stick to escape that my ears were pierced
then. (I was afraid of the pain not of the earrings).
It was about nine o'clock when we came back home and Dad was
sitting on the Sofa looking the TV, I entered first and he had a
closer look at me, almost fainting.
"Well how we must call you now, Andrea?" He asked.
'Sounds better than Sandy.' I thought but I didn't say anything I
just lowered my face and felt tears forming in my eyes,
I was about to cry, when Dad hugged me and said, "It's okay Baby,
I love you whatever you are or whatever you want to be. If you
want to be my daughter then you will be my princess, I love you."
I hugged him back and this time I really cried a river of tears,
I was 5?2" and he almost 6 feet, so I leave stains from my make
up on his white shirt,
He didn't care at all and we just sat and ate the dinner as any
normal family would, (I feel warm with the love of my parents.)
After dinner Mom and Dad discussed about my new name, I was a bit
upset to listen to the choices, but it was nice to listen, happy
again above all the trouble that I had caused.
Next morning I got ready to school in my boy clothes feeling very
silly, and over the table I asked my Dad about my new name.
He lowered the newspaper and said, "I think that Roberta Andrea
Shepherd will be the final choice."
Inquisitive I looked back to Mom while she said, "Bobbie it was
really hard for you to look back when I called you Sandy so I
think this is the best name that we can come up for you."
"It's fine." I said, at least it would not be a traumatic change.
"Bobbie, today you must be home after school, we have an
appointment with the doctor around four, and you need to get
ready if you are sure of what you want."
"Okay Daddy, (I tease, him) I do my best."
At school I came up to Susan about everything that was happening
and how all started, she was not only my friend but I also
suspected something else had happened between us and she deserved
to know.
"Well Bobbie she said looks that you finally are coming out of
the closet, and I'm happy for you, I was hoping that you didn't
dump me."
"Sue you didn't listen I will become a girl, and you know what
that means, I wouldn't be your toy anymore; we can be friends but
nothing else I don't feel like a lesbian."
She sobbed a little and finally said, "Its okay Bobbie, I saw
this coming from a long time, and I am here to help you, I will
always be your friend."
I came home that afternoon really sad for Susan; this new body
has some sort of mood swings that I wasn't felt before.
Arriving home I went upstairs, and took a long scented bath, I
dress in my most laciest Pink French cut panties and laciest bra,
a tan hose and a waist cincher and my most nicest outfit.
I was finishing my make up and hair when I heard my Mom coming
home from her work.
Going downstairs I embraced her while my tears ran in her neck
like a river, she had me sit in the sofa and told her all that
was through my mind, I didn't care for her to call me "her baby";
I just felt my heart relieved.
At this point, I saw my former life disappearing and I was more
adjusted to my new one.
As soon as my Dad came we left to the doctor; I sat primly on the
car and looked them in the front seats realizing how I was like
them not only physically but also in my character.
Dad was joking and trying to make the way more comfortable to me,
but I was scared like a rabbit.
The doctor was a lady, who was very sympathetic, she spoke first
to all the three of us, Mom told her about me in her clothes and
Dad told her about his disappoint that I never excelled in any
sport.
I was almost in tears again listening to them when I was left
alone with the doctor.
I looked down and the doctor offered me a paper tissue.
She started saying to me that I was very beautiful and nice, and
then she told me that I should have some blood tests with an
endocrinologist and some more sessions with her.
But If I was ready to be a girl then, the normal road was for me
to live as one for one year and then after my 18th birthday have
the operation to complete me, but in the mean time I could take
some hormones to change my form, to be soft and rounder and
develop my own breasts.
Mom and Dad didn't say a word on the way back, I told them about
my conversation with the doctor.
Arriving home Dad called for a pizza and Mom went to bed to relax
while the pizza came, I entered their room and lied in bed with
her, she placed her arm around me and I felt protected and loved
once again.
The tests with the endocrinologist were easy, he just took some
blood samples and sent me home, I was dressed in shorts, gym
shoes and a top, (just the normal for me in a girly way), and
decided to pay a visit to Susan.
I parked the car and rang the bell, Susan's mother opened the
door and didn't recognize me with breasts and make up, I entered
the house and Susan came down the stairs, Her jaw dropped to her
feet when she saw me, and we went to her room.
I think that I made peace with her then, and she liked me as the
way I was now (more natural), she complimented me in my figure
but I said that still more changes were to come in my near
future.
We laughed all the afternoon speaking of Boys in our class, our
teachers and some mean girls of the cheerleading team,
She also asked me when my changes were going to take me as Bobbie
to the school, but I wasn't ready to answer that question, I was
thinking more that my Dad was thinking in changing me from that
school to another one.
I came home and Mom had me sit on the couch to speak to me, my
Dad sat beside me with a very serious face.
They had an envelope that was from my doctor; she received the
results of the tests from the endocrinologist that day and
informed my parents.
They scared me by the way they looked at me, I felt odd.
"Bobbie," my Dad said, "it looks that we had made a mistake with
you, a mistake that has given you a miserable life all these
years, that just now we are able to fix in your benefit."
"Look like you are not what we thought you were Bobbie," said my
Mom, "as I told you once, something probably got wrong in my
womb."
"What your Mom is trying to say is that after all you are not a
boy but a girl, at least with your DNA and Hormonal levels, you
don't have an X chromosome but a couple of Y chromosomes which
makes you a girl and not a boy."
"The Doctor is preparing some papers for the lawyers to change
officially all your records and your Birth Certificate, we must
apologize to you for all the problems this caused, we want to
make it up for you, just tell us what you want and we do it for
you."
"Well, Dad, Mom..." I answer. "there is something I would like
right now and that is Breast Implants."
"Sure, honey," my Mom said crying, "as you wish."
I started the next morning in my hormone pills, and Mom was
excited to have her little daughter finally. Nearly a month more
the school will be over for the year, and holidays will come, but
Mom took me to home schooling. The principal of my school agreed
to send my tests home, and said to my class that I was really
sick and unable to attend the final month.
Tuesday I was at the Clinic for my breasts, Mom was there with me
all the time and my Dad sent me an e-mail that I was able to read
at my laptop.
A nurse came and injected me making me feel groggy, my mother
said to me before I fell asleep, "You will see the surprise I
have for you."
When I woke up, my chest felt swollen and covered by tape where
the incisions were made, Mom was there with me and I felt pain
like needles in my waist and butt.
Again I fell asleep and when I wake up Mom hat brought me my pink
sweats and we left for home. There I went directly to my room and
when I passed in front of the mirror in my closet I saw this girl
that I didn't knew.
I undressed and looked at my figure, I have breasts now at least
a 36B, which was very decent, but my waist was tiny as a girl, my
butt was rounder and fuller like my hips. I also had pouty lips.
My penis was nowhere to be seen and I fondled among skin folds,
Mom who was looking at me from the corridor came inside the room,
"Well Bobbie, we put you some collagen in the lips, redistributed
the fat around your stomach in the hips and the butt. The final
touch was to take your tiny penis and hide it inside of you, now
you will have to sit when you want to pee."
My reaction was surprise, I knew that only when I was 18 I will
be able to have the complete operation but now I was able to pass
very well in a bikini.
Mom asked me if I liked it, but, well, how couldn't I? I looked
just like Buffy the Vampire Slayer.
Just wait till Susan looks at me...
Dad came home with a yellow envelope, which he gave me during our
celebration dinner at home, inside was a new Birth certificate,
and my all my records changed, I was now officially Roberta
Andrea Shepherd.
Saturday Sue and I went to the mall, some guys were there just
looking to us, and for the first time I understand how a woman
felt when a bunch of guys stare at your butt. My swing went worst
with every look, but it was fine, after all I have to get used to
it.
Vacations went faster going to the pool, to the mall and
everywhere, it was dreamy for me to be Daddy's girl, and all the
moments I spend with my mother, if I was a pampered child before,
it was now worse than ever.
One morning Mom and Dad were discussing my new school, I didn't
want to face life in my old one where everybody will be free to
make my life impossible.
Already going to the church was difficult after our priest
explained the DNA thing to the people, and all them looked at me
like a freak.
I found in Mom's closet a pick with brown pleated skirts, white
blouses, white socks and black Mary Jane's of my size with one-
inch heels.
I knew they were sending me to Red Cliffs School for girls, and
that means Ballet classes, and all kind of girly things that I
can't imagine. That discovery instead of making me happy looked
to me like an upcoming torture. I was upset and so was Mom that
told me not to look in her closet again since I had a closet full
of things and a very nice pink room to stay.
After some months of being their Baby I returned to be their 15-
year-old girl and was again being punished in my room. I slammed
the door to let them know that I was angry and cried like a baby
under the canopy of my bed, Mr. Teddy, (my bear) remained my only
company and I embrace it while I sobbed.
Mom opened the door and called me, 'Roberta Andrea Shepherd what
are you doing," but I was crying, more to make her feel guilty,
instead Mom just switched the light off.
I recognize that wasn't a good technique so I just put my pink
sweater and jumped out of my window onto the tree, then I tried
to go to Susan house that was a couple of blocks from my house.
I didn't reach it, a police cruiser stopped me and because I
didn't have an ID, they took me back home with their lights
working but not a siren. They rang the bell and handed me to my
Dad like a radioactive thing.
I looked at my Dad and he was very upset this time, he was
ashamed, I think but he didn't shout nor did anything else he
just sat me on the couch and looked the TV with me.
I tried to smile at him using my sweetness, but he just mumbled:
"Don't you try Missy." so I stayed quiet, looking the TV.
Mom came from the kitchen and took me to dinner at the kitchen,
she was upset too and said, "If you want to be such a Baby better
we buy you some crinolines and a proper dress, or perhaps
diapers."
"Please Mom." I cried.
"But you are to remain grounded till the school starts." my Dad
said from the living Room.
And there I was to be home for a couple of weeks, and do all the
housework.
Ahhhg I was upset to be in home, I watched all the Alicia
Silverstone films and all the TV I could, I played video games
and did nothing important till Mom fixed me the clothes for my
new school. The uniform wasn't the best of the fashion, but it
was a nun school after all, with some Gym Classes, Ballet and Tap
and some gymnastics teams, what else could I ask for?
My problem was that I will go and come back by bus, and that I
will return home later then my parents, my shopping sprees and
runaways to the mall in the middle of the week will then be over.
Susan just sent me an e-mail wishing me the best at my new school
(as if!).
My first day came quickly, have you seen that when you wish
something not to come quickly, it comes fast and Vice versa?
Those two weeks went really fast.
So I was there, Mom fixed my long hair in braids, put me diamond
studs in my recently pierced ears, and removed my make up bag
from my backpack, as the nuns didn't allow us to wear anything
else than lip gloss. My socks were an inch down my knees and my
shoes looked like Annie the orphan, they already were itching in
my legs and feet.
I really had a serious look at her when she tried to put ribbons
at the end of my braids.
Sometimes I think that If it was for her I'd be in diapers and
crinolines, the fact that she missed her Baby girl was more hard
on her than me, but I was the one to pay the broken dishes all
the time.
I looked at my final image in the mirror, Pippi Long Stockings
the beauty queen, Of course I looked sweet, but I felt stupid,
Mom took some snap photos and Dad was having his fun too.
The first day I had to go with them, because the first day the
parents will meet other parents and teachers, also we have to
assist in mass.
One thing that I hated was that I was accepted in this school
being a Baptist Christian, but my Dad had some influence that he
used to get me in, that school was really good academically and
was Mom's option since her background was catholic.
Outside the group of proud mothers were fixing Tea meetings and
inside the Classes us the girls, began our suffering with Math
Classes.
My class was full of Braided girls in all "colors" and forms, all
wearing the same uniforms as if dressed by a machine, the same
machine that hit me in the morning.
I made friends faster, they believed that I was beautiful, If I
told them my story probably they will think that I just made it
out, so I just told them the "classical Story of the Rich Girl
that I was since birth".
End of Part one.
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