Meri Mallu Mummy Leela Part27
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Caught by All Part 1
By Kathi B. Johnson
Joseph awoke early on this sunny Saturday. His mother was out of town on
business until the following Tuesday, so he had the house all to himself.
This was the final weekend before he started his sophomore year of high
school. He planned on spending an entire weekend dressed in his feminine
best. He was a cross-dresser. Slowly rising from his bed, he quickly went
to take a shower.
After washing and shaving his body completely, he exited the shower, dried
himself and headed to his makeshift "vanity," the fluffy pink towel wrapped
around his chest like a prim and proper girl.
Seated delicately on a stool, he used the tweezers to slightly shape his
eyebrows into feminine arches. He did not make his eyebrows totally
feminine, for he still had to pass as a boy in school. This was one of his
most pleasant pleasures. Joseph hated school with a passion. He was
almost a sophomore and was constantly made fun of. His slight frame and
feminine looks didn't help at all. He had been made fun of all of his life.
Comments like "sissy" and "faggot" were among the many jeers he had
received over the years. Sometimes he had even been mistaken for a girl!
He knew he was unlike most guys. He had very few friends. There were his
best friends Carl and Tina. They did not know his secret desire of dressing
up in women's clothes. Everyone else in the world he avoided.
His father died when he was eight and his mom had raised him
single-handedly. She worked two jobs and was rarely home. He had become
accustomed to her long hours and made up the slack by doing almost all of
the housework. She was now on a business trip, leaving him the time to
become Joline, his alter-ego.
At 16 years old, he had spent countless hours alone at his house trying to
be more feminine. He had done a lot of clothes ordering from the Internet
and had perfected hair styling and make-up techniques. He rarely had enough
courage to go out in public dressed, though he had on several occasions.
This weekend Joline would shine.
When he finished tweezing his eyebrows, he began to comb out his
shoulder-length brown hair. He had been letting it grow for years and
always kept it very healthy. Many girls at school loved his great hair. He
was proud of it.
When finished styling his hair into an utterly feminine style, he opened up
the drawer of his desk and pulled out his special box. Inside were all of
the tools to work on his nails. He then proceeded to give himself a
complete manicure and pedicure. He removed the calluses from his dainty
feet, filed the toenails and then added three coats of iridescent pink nail
polish. While his toes were drying, he tended to his fingernails. His
fingernails were slightly long for a boy and he filed them to elegant oval
tips. He then added three coats of the iridescent pink nail polish that
matched his toes and a top coat which made them all the more pretty and
shiny. A few rings, a feminine watch and bracelet, he was finished with the
manicure and pedicure. One final touch was a gold ankle bracelet on his
right ankle and heart necklace around his neck.
He rose and headed to his closet, walking slowly as to not ruin his freshly
painted toenails, where he pulled out his chest of clothes. He let the pink
towel fall to the floor and put on a delicate pair of lacy pink panties,
adjusting his maleness between his legs. Adjusting the straps of the
matching pink bra, he inserted a smallish pair of breast forms that gave him
a modest sized bust. He looked in his full-length mirror to see the image
of a teenage girl, clad in pink bra and panties, his glistening pink finger
and toe nails reflecting the sunlight.
He put on a pink robe and skipped into the living room and sat on the couch,
crossing his right leg over left knee. He decided to read the new issue of
Cosmo while he waited for his nails to dry. Silently moving his right foot
to an unheard tune, the spell of reading fashion tips was broken by the
telephone. Joseph quickly stood up and answered it, "Hello," he greeted the
caller happily.
"Hi Joe," it was his best friend Carl, "I was wondering if you wanted to go
to the mall with Tina and I...or catch a movie or something? It's a
glorious day."
"That sounds good Carl, but I've got a lot of things to do today around the
house. Mom's getting back soon and the house is a pigsty. Thanks for the
invite though. I'll give you guys a call later when I am finished..." lied
Joe.
"Okay. No problem. Just give me a call. Laters."
Joe hung up the phone and decided that his nails were dry enough and went to
get dressed. Back in his bedroom, he removed his robe and fished out a pink
camisole from his chest of clothes.
After putting on the camisole, he then put on a new short-sleeved pink polo
shirt with solid white collar, 3 button front and allover pink and white
stripes. His girlish chest looked so cute in this newly purchased top. It
was similar to the style that all teen girls were currently wearing.
Next came a cute little used-style blue denim skirt with lace-up fly, belt
loops, a sandblast wash, side slits, 3 pocket front and 2 back pockets. It
dropped to just above his knees, exposing his slender, feminine, silky and
hair-free legs. Looking again in the mirror, an attractive teen girl stared
back at him.
Sitting back at the vanity, he began to apply subtle cosmetics. He worked
on the eyes, cheeks, had his lips encased in pink lipstick and finally
powder finished his look. A few bangle clip-on earrings and his
transformation was almost compete. He stood up and grabbed his shoes from
the closet and tossed them to the ground where he finally slipped into the
Daisy Natural sandals with cork-type platform, bamboo instep, braided foot
straps and 2-inch heels. Joline was now alive.
It was only 10:30 in the morning and he mustered up the nerve to go to the
park. He grabbed a small denim handbag and placed a few necessary items in
it, grabbed his car keys, sunglasses and headed to the garage. He got
inside his car carefully, as to not "show the world" his panties, and
nervously pressed the button on the garage door opener. The garage door
opened and the brilliant sun entered the garage. He started the car and
slowly backed out, looking to see if his neighbors would notice a pretty
teenage girl driving his car. There was no one around.
He pulled up at a local swimming pool and park. Parking his car in the
parking lot, he left the windows cracked and headed to a park bench. Upon
arrival at the bench, he delicately sat down, smoothing his skirt and
crossing his legs just like a real woman. There were families and children
playing and picnicking all around him. He looked down and his pretty feet,
clad in the sandals, the sun reflecting brilliantly off of his shiny pink
toenails and gold ankle bracelet. He needed a toe ring he thought to
himself. He sat on the bench for an hour, just observing people.
He noticed a group of boys that went to his school nearby. They were
skateboarding and hanging out, occasionally making a few glances in his
direction. Joseph became really nervous. What if they recognized him? He
quickly uncrossed his legs, stood up and headed for his car. He was moving
so fast that he bumped into Jon Walters, a recent graduate from his high
school. Joseph practically fell into Jon's arms while pressing his womanly
chest into Jon's body. Jon had a firm grip on his arms and a smile on his
face. Luckily Jon caught him; else it would have been really embarrassing.
"Sorry Jon," Joseph said in a squawky feminine voice, "I wasn't looking
where I was going."
"That's okay honey. You know me? Why the rush? What's your name?" Jon asked
as he released Joseph. Joseph was really nervous and smoothed his skirt and
looked at his feminine feet, his pink toenails screaming 'GIRL! GIRL! I AM
A GIRL!' He did not want to get caught.
"Uh...Joline. I-I don't know you...I'm late for a movie date...that's why I
was moving so fast." Joseph replied.
"You said my name. You look so familiar to me Joline. Do you have a
brother or something?" asked Jon.
"No. I'm new in town. I have to go." Joseph said breathlessly as he
girlishly ran for his car.
"Nice meeting you! We should have lunch sometime!" yelled Jon after Joseph.
Joseph did not hear as he started the car and drove away very, very fast.
"That was a close call Joline!" Joseph said to himself while driving. "He
did really think I was a girl though. But he somehow had to have recognized
me. I'm in trouble..." Recovered from his near being caught, he passed the
local nail salon and impulse took over. He desperately wanted a
professional manicure and pedicure. Next thing he knew, he was walking into
the salon. He was greeted by a beautiful Asian woman and immediately taken
to a nail station where he sat down. He told her very sweetly that he
wanted a manicure and pedicure.
Before he knew what was happening, she was busily at work on his fingernails
while his feet were soaking in a tub of warm and soapy water. The salon was
filled with many women and some children. Joseph just looked around while
he was getting his manicure. He then noticed Karen Smyth and her best
friend Carly Johnson walk into the salon. They had gone to school with
Joseph since the 1st grade and had been in all of his classes since then.
He was mortified.
"Would you like to make these nails a little longer? Say quarter inch
extensions?" asked the nail technician. He did not really hear her and just
nodded yes. Here he was in the nail salon with some high school
acquaintances as well. They would defiantly see him and recognize him. He
looked down to see the nail technician applying acrylic extensions to his
nails. He did not know what to say. This was a nightmare. He was getting
long nails! About a quarter-inch past his fingertips. He looked away to
see Karen and Carly seated right across from him. They were getting
manicures and pedicures as well. I guess that's what women do at nail
salons. He did not know what to do.
Karen and Carly were chatting as their nails were getting done and they
hardly even glanced at Joseph. When his fingernails were all finished and
much, much longer, the nail technician suggested a brand new candy apple red
nail polish. He agreed, for the damage was already done. After applying
the nail polish to his new talons, she began work on his pedicure while the
fingernails dried.
He did not look in the direction of Karen and Carly at all. He held very
little conversation with the nail technician as she continued to work on his
pedicure. Once completed, the Asian nail tech said, "Matching red polish on
toes?"
"Yes please." he quietly replied. He looked over at Karen and Carly and
noticed that Karen was looking at him.
"Uh Mam?" Karen asked him, "What color is she applying to your toes? It's
wild?" Carly too was now looking in his direction.
"Brand new candy-apple red. Just got it in yesterday. It's hot this
season!" replied the nail technician.
"That's what I want as well," Karen told her nail tech, "It's simply too
sexy. School is starting Monday and the guys will love it. Sandal weather
is here for a few more months yet. Are you going to get the same color
Carly?"
"Oh my God!" Carly said loudly and she then lowered her voice tremendously,
"I think that's Joseph Newman."
Joseph could barely hear Carly...but her heard her nonetheless. They
giggled and he turned away. "What's your name miss? Those cork platform
sandals are too cute. Where did you get them?" asked Karen politely.
Joseph felt like he had nothing to loose, "I got them over the internet. My
name is Joline. I am new in town."
"Well JOEline, I like your little ankle bracelet too. I hope to see you at
school. Looks like your manicure and pedicure are finished." Carly said.
Sure enough, his nails were done. He quickly put on his sandals, paid and
tipped the tech and left the salon.
He rushed to his car and didn't notice Karen and Carly looking at him out
the window. They saw this pretty young girl who just left the nail salon
with candy apple red finger and toenails enter classmate Joseph Newman's
car. "Oh Joseph. You look so trendy in your little denim skirt and polo
shirt...ankle bracelet and all. We'll need to visit his house later this
afternoon." Karen said to Carly as they continued their nail appointment.
Once inside his car, Joseph was an emotional wreck. "They knew it was me.
I've been caught! Everyone will find out at school. I'm dead meat!" He
said out loud. He drove home and pulled into the garage. It was 2 in the
afternoon now. He entered his house, kicked off his sandals and locked the
doors.
"What am I going to do?" he said as he looked at his newly acquired candy
apple red fingernails. His hands looked utterly feminine with the long,
oval red nails. He looked at his dainty feet, digging his toes into the
white carpet, the matching red toenails really standing out. "These nails!
What am I going to do? I've got to change clothes," he said to himself as
he went into his room.
He noticed that the answering machine light was flashing and he pressed the
playback button with the new long, red nail of his index finger.
"Hi Joe...where are you? Tina here...sorry you couldn't go to the mall
earlier. Carl and I are still planning on the movie. We'd really like it
if you'd come along. Give me a call ASAP."
"Not now." he thought. He rushed into his room and took off his polo shirt,
skirt, camisole, breast forms and bra and threw them in the corner. He went
to his drawers and pulled out a pair of socks and put them on. It was a
shame to hide his new girly red toes, but he was frightened. He pulled out
a pair of blue sweat pants and put them on over his pink panties. After
pulling out a Metallica T-shirt, he put that on as well. He felt better in
his boy clothes. He took off the watch, earrings and rings. He then
noticed his long red nails.
"What am I going to do about these? Gloves?" he whined as he held out his
feminine hands. The doorbell rang and he was thrust into reality. "Shit!"
He put his hands into his pockets and went to the front door. Looking
through the peephole, he saw Karen and Carly! They had recognized him for
sure! He did not answer the door. They rang the bell several times more
and left a note on the door. When he was satisfied that they had truly
left, he slowly opened the door and took the note, his slender, feminine
hands looking out of place on a grubby boy in Metallica tee. The note read:
Joseph/Joline:
I wouldn't have known it was you at the salon today if Carly's good
eyes were not there to point it out. You looked totally beautiful
and we want to help you become truly girly. We got the same color
nail polish as you did on your finger and toenails. You've got style.
If you do not call my cell phone by 6 pm tonight, we will tell
everyone at school about your little secret. Every guy in school'll
beat you and we'll make your life a living hell. I bet you know how
we ladies can gossip?
555-2467 is the number. We have so much to do this weekend. It'll
be fun. You better call us soon. Ta-ta.
Luv,
Karen and Carly
Joseph was scared. He was also in trouble. If people found out at
school...he could never go back! He collapsed on the couch and began to
cry.
The phone rang and he composed himself and answered it. "Hello,"
"Hi Joe." said Carl, "You coming to the movie tonight?"
"Hey Carl. Naw. I'm not feeling too good. It must have been something I
ate. I have been throwing up all afternoon. I'll have to take a rain
check. I'm going to stick around here tonight." explained Joseph.
"Bummer. We might stop by later then...to check on you."
"That's okay. I'm just going to probably go to bed early. Say hi to Tina for
me. Goodbye." said Joseph as he hung up the phone. He looked at the note
that Karen and Carly wrote. Nervously, he dialed Karen's cell phone number
and Karen answered cheerfully.
"Uh...hello Karen. Joseph Newman here..."
"Joline!" she cut him off and screamed.
"I received your note at my house and am a bit confused. I am unsure what
you are talking about."
"Don't lie to me Joline. It was YOU today in the salon. We saw you getting
a manicure and pedicure this afternoon, all dressed up in your trendy top
and denim skirt, hair-free legs, ankle bracelet and sporting those divine
cork sandals while running towards Joseph Newman's car..."
He HAD been caught. He tried to reason with her but was interrupted.
"Listen Joline...Carly and I have done some shopping and will be over in
awhile. We're going out tonight...maybe going to a movie...so we've got to
get ready. See you in a bit. Kiss kiss." Karen said as she hung up the
phone.
Joseph sat on the couch, waiting for them to arrive. He was filled with
dread. What was he going to do now?
30 minutes later, the doorbell rang. He answered the door to a smiling
Karen and Carly carrying several shopping bags, "Oh...see...we were right.
You're still wearing your make-up Joline. Caught you!" Karen laughed.
"Girls...please don't tell anybody at school. Nobody knows that I dress
like a girl...nobody. It would ruin my life if anyone found out." pleaded
Joseph.
"Your secret is safe with us...for now." Carly said as they placed the bags
on the couch, "You're not wearing your little outfit anymore. Those sweats
and T-shirt are not very becoming young lady. We brought you some new
clothes."
Carly dumped the bags out on the couch. They were all clothes, make-up,
jewelry and shoes. Enough for maybe 4 different outfits. "Pick the outfit
you like and put it on." Karen said.
Humiliated, Joseph looked over the clothes and picked out the least-feminine
one: a knee-length black dress with spaghetti straps.
"Excellent choice Joline. You'll look darling in it. Don't forget the
strapless bra, half-slip and pantyhose," she said as she handed them to him.
"Now go into your bedroom and put these all on. We'll wait here in the
living room watching TV."
Shamed, Joseph went into his bedroom. He took off his Metallica T-shirt and
put on the black strapless bra. He put on the breast forms in order to fill
it out correctly. His breasts looked quite good and he showed a fair amount
of cleavage. He took off his blue sweats, pink panties, ankle bracelet and
socks. He then put on a pair of his black panties from his clothes chest.
Next up were the sheer black pantyhose. He sat on his bed and slowly drew
them up his legs, careful not to ruin them because of his now long
fingernails, the silky nylon caressing his legs. Joseph got an uneasy
feeling of femininity sitting to draw the black pantyhose up his smooth legs
to see his own painted toe nails showing through the dark material of the
hose. This was not right. It was not something that a young man should be
seeing or doing. He was almost a man, but all aspects of his life now
showed him being female. He could not help himself. Joseph immediately
became aware of the soft material molding itself sensuously over his
hairless legs and marveled as his skin tone changed to a darker, more even
coloring.
He hated to admit it, but he was enjoying the sensation of the nylon on his
legs, so soft and feminine. Eventually, he had worked the pantyhose all the
way up, molding his legs in sheer nylon and positioning the panty part
comfortably over his backside. He adjusted seam across his toes, the candy
apple red toenails screaming femininity through the hose. He had no choice
now than to feel totally feminine.
Next came the white half-slip. He put it on and loved the feel of it
against his nylon-clad thighs. It dropped sexily to just above his knees.
Slowly draping the beautiful black dress over his body, he became more and
more nervous. What did Karen and Carly have in mind? He adjusted his slip
and looked in his mirror. He looked pretty gorgeous. A little touch-up on
the make-up, a few accessories and some shoes and he would be looking pretty
hot. He put the ankle bracelet on his right ankle and headed out into the
living room.
Karen and Carly were amazed, "YOU LOOK BEAUTIFUL!" they both gushed, "MOW
MAKE-UP!" The girls took him back to his "vanity" and expertly applied his
make-up and did his hair. His eyebrows were thinned out a little bit more
and delicately arched, all manner of conditioning and moisturizing creams
were absorbed into his facial skin and he was expertly made-up with gray and
brown shadows, brown mascara, dark red lipstick and a powder compress on top
of a light beige foundation to complete the picture.
They gave him some pearl, clip-on earrings, a pearl necklace, feminine
rings, bracelets and watch. His picture of femininity was almost complete.
"Joline...you are stunningly beautiful. All we need is a purse and shoes
and we'll almost be ready to go. The shoes to match this outfit are in the
living room on the couch.," said Karen.
She slowly led him to the living room where a pair of black 4-inch
high-heeled suede sandals awaited him. He put them on and then walked
around the room. He had practiced in high heels before, so there was no
problem in walking. Carly and Karen gave whistles and hollers. "You're a
pro in heels hon!" Carly said as she entered the bathroom.
Karen then handed him a black purse, "There you go honey. Carly and I need
to get ready now. Would you please go to the grocery store and pick up some
hair spray? We should almost be finished by the time you return."
"I-I can't go out dressed like this!" he said in dismay.
"Oh Joline...you were out this afternoon...you look perfect. Nobody will
ever figure you out! Just move deliberately and THINK like a woman. You're
dressed the part. It will be easy. Now hurry on up. While you were
getting dressed, Carly moved your mom's car into the driveway, so nobody
would see you driving your car. See you in a few minutes." Karen said as
she darted off into the bathroom to join Carly.
Joseph was terrified as he opened the front door of his house and peered out
at the car parked in the driveway. He slowly stepped out of the house, his
heels making a clicking sound on the pavement. He slowly walked to his
mom's car and noticed his next-door neighbor Mr. Jacobs mowing the lawn.
Mr. Jacobs smiled and waved at Joseph. He ignored him, opened the door of
the car, smoothed his skirt, sat down and swung his legs into the car as if
he had been doing it all of his life. He closed the door and started the
car, his heart pounding. It was different driving a car in high heels.
He drove to the local supermarket and had to park at the far end of the lot.
He was very nervous as he started walking to the store, the now familiar
clicking of his heels on the pavement. He was terrified that someone would
recognize him, but he did notice he received a few admiring glances from men
and boys as he approached the doors to the store. "I guess I do look pretty
good." he thought to himself as he entered the grocery store. He was unsure
as to where the hairspray was located and went to the directory.
"Miss? Sorry to bother you, but your slip is showing," a voice said
behind him. He was startled and turned to be face to face with Mrs. Cole,
his honor's English teacher from school. Mrs. Cole was an ex-model who
turned to teaching and all of the guys at school had a crush on her,
including him. She was very beautiful and also pretty young, somewhere in
her early 30's. She was wearing jean shorts, a white cotton tee shirt and
thong sandals.
"Uh...thanks mam. Thanks a lot," he replied in a very soft and feminine
voice. He was scared as hell he would be recognized.
"No problem. I know it's embarrassing when my slip is showing. Just though
I would let you know and give you a 'heads-up'. BTW, I love that nail
color. What is it called?" asked Mrs. Cole as she was looking at Joseph's
dainty hands and nails.
Joseph was relieved she did not recognize him and let his guard down a
little bit, "It's the newest candy apple red from the salon down the street.
I just got a manicure and pedicure today...thought I would treat myself on
this glorious Saturday. I'm new in town. My name is Joline Newman..." He
thought he should have given a different last name...too late now. He
licked his red lips and tasted the lipstick.
"Are you related to a Joseph Newman? He's a student of mine..." The
recognition hit Mrs. Cole in the face and her smile turned to one of
concern, "Joe....Joseph? Is that you?" she said looking him over from the
top of his head to his slender knees to his ankle bracelet to the tips of
his pantyhose clad, candy apple red toes.
"I-uh," he stammered.
"Joseph Newman," she whispered in his ear, "what are you doing out in public
dressed as a woman? A disturbingly beautiful woman at that. You are better
looking than most of the models I used to work with. I cannot believe I am
envying you for being so beautiful and also asking a male student what shade
of nail polish he is wearing. This is really odd..."
"Mrs. Cole...i-it's an experiment...Karen Smyth and Carly Johnson bet me to
come to the store and buy some hairspray dressed as a girl." Mrs. Cole
grabbed Joseph by the hand and they both sat down on the benches in front of
the store. She noticed how Joseph expertly and primly sat down, smoothing
his skirt and crossing his legs.
"I don't believe it is an experiment Joe-Joline. Anyone who has such very
feminine and elegant mannerisms has got to have had practice. I mean look
at your make-up and nails...they look like they were done by
professionals...not by a guy who is just experimenting. You even told me a
few minutes ago that you got a manicure and pedicure at the salon down the
street. Is this true?"
"Yes mam."
"So how do Karen and Carly fit into all of this?"
"Well...I was at the salon today and they walked in and recognized me. They
came over to my house and blackmailed me. I do not want anyone at school
knowing about my secret and they threatened to tell everyone."
"You pass extremely well for a young man. Where is your mom?"
"Out of town until Tuesday."
"Well honey...your secret is safe with me. Come to my office on Monday and
perhaps we can talk about it. I am sure we can work something out." She
hugged him and stood up, "Be careful in those heels hon." she said with a
wink.
"Thanks Mrs. Cole." he said relieved.
"Now go get that hairspray...isle 4." was the last thing Mrs. Cole said as
she left the store. Joseph composed himself. He was getting in way over
his head. He secretly adjusted his slip, stood up and bought the hairspray,
the clicking of his high heels on the store floor a constant reminder of the
trouble he was getting into.
Upon arrival back at his house, he thought it best not to mention his
encounter with Mrs. Cole. When asked what took him so long, he just said
that he was "window shopping." The two girls laughed and were dressed
classily.
Karen was wearing a maroon silk blouse, white tapered pants and sandals, her
candy apple red toenails reflecting the light. Carly was wearing a long
denim skirt, black flats and a white blouse. "Ready to go to the movies
Joline?" asked Karen.
"Uh...no...not the movies..." he thought thinking of his best friends Carl
and Tina...
To be continued...
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