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A Woman's Clothes II ? by: Donna Williams
I had reached the living room first, and noticed the camcorder set up
to record the hall. I asked, "Why the camera?"
"I wanted to record your progress to womanhood, plus it will give us
something review as we try to make you appear more feminine. For
example, your skipping just now needs lots of work, as the camera will
show you. Plus we can take and print off individual frames for my girls
scrap book and picture album," she said. "Now, I'm going to move the
camera to behind the sofa and I want you to re-enter the living room,
with a skip, look over at the coffee table, and when you see the
presents for you, I want you to jump up and down clapping your hands in
front of your chest. OK?"
"Is this really necessary?" I asked.
"Of course it is. We women have had years of experience being feminine,
and the sooner we bring out the little girl in you, the sooner you can
grow into a woman and wear the sexy clothes you so desire," she
replied. "Now, go back up the hall, and when I say go, start skipping
again and do as I instructed, only try to think as a little girl and
skip a little better."
I couldn't figure out why I needed to skip down the hall again if the
camera was behind the sofa, but I did as I was told. While I was
jumping and clapping, my wife said, "Surprise Sara! Happy birthday!
Come over to the sofa so you can start opening your presents."
I skipped to the sofa and watched as my wife smiled, raised her hands
to her chin and cocked her head to one side the way women do when
watching their daughter do something cute. I decided to play the part,
since she appeared to enjoy what I was doing. "Are all these for me
Mommy?" I adlibbed. "What's in them?"
"Yes, Sara dear, they're all for you and you'll have to open them to
find out what's in them," she answered.
I plopped down on the sofa and was told to stand again. She paused the
camera and moved it to get a front view of everything and scrolled back
to just before I sat down.
"Now, when I say 'OK' I'll restart the camera and I want you to sweep
your skirt before you sit," she instructed.
"Sweep? What's that?" I asked.
She gave me instructions on sweeping my skirt so it wouldn't wrinkle
and then asked if I was ready. I nodded and she said, "OK" while
pressing the start button on the remote.
I sat in a proper manner, and she handed me the first box. "Thank you
Mommy," I said, and opened the present to find a Barbie and tea set
combination. I reached over and gave her a hug and kissed her on the
cheek, saying "Ohh, it is what I always wanted." I continued to open
the remaining presents to find toys, books and a few clothes
appropriate for a little girl my age. "Thank you sooo much Mommy," I
said hugging her and kissing her again when all the presents had been
opened. "This has been the bestest birthday a little girl could hope
for."
Smiling, she said, "You're welcome Sara, now lets gather your things
and put them in your room. You can keep the Barbie and tea set out to
play with, and once you're done playing you can get one of your new
books out to read." She then turned the camera off.
As we carried everything to 'my room' she informed me that for at least
the next four weeks, I was to dress and act like little Sara in
everything I did while at home. At the end of that time, if she is
satisfied with my progression I would get to have another birthday to
either age 12 or 14. If I did anything manly, I would have a weeks
extension to my little girl time.
"Now, change into a play dress and go play with your Barbie. You've
seen you sisters play with dolls, so you should know something about
how a little girl is supposed to act. While you're doing that I'll edit
the video and make some prints for your album," she said.
It was difficult, trying to play make believe, so my playing only
lasted a short time before I wanted to do something else. I then took
out one of the books to read, which wasn't very stimulating for an
adult, but since I was supposed to be a little girl, I read it, twice.
I was a good thing too, because later that night my wife asked me a few
questions about it.
At bedtime, 8pm, I was told to put my things away and get ready for
another bubble bath, after which I was powdered, put into a little
girls cotton nightie with matching panties and tucked into my new bed.
"Nighty-night, princess," my wife said. "I have to run to my office and
lock up a copy of the video we made. You be a good little girl and stay
in the bed, or I'll have to hire a sitter next time I go out."
I wanted to object, but knew I couldn't assert myself, so merely said,
"OK Mommy."
When she returned home she peeked in on me and noticed I was still
awake. "Why are you still up, Sara?" she asked.
"I'm not used to going to bed so early, and I couldn't sleep anyway,
what with wandering why you took a copy of the video to your office."
Her answer was what I was hoping against, and she said, "I figured I'd
have more control over you with the video locked safely away, just in
case you decided you didn't want to continue your feminization. Now
that I've got it safely locked away, I think you'll be more inclined to
do what ever I say, or I'll have to invite our families over for a
show. Now, worrying will only cause wrinkles. Go to sleep and think
about all the sexy lingerie you'll be able to wear when you grow up to
be a woman."
To be continued
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