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Cousin Jenna
By Carol C-note
"Yes, mom, everything is just fine. My trip was easy
and I'm looking forward to my week here with Aunt
Jane. Here, she wants to talk with you."
Tom handed the telephone to Aunt Jane and then sat
down at the kitchen table with his cousin Jenna.
After Jane finished the call, she sat with Tom and
Jenna.
"Well, Tommy, how would you like to spend the rest of
your first day here?" asked Jane, as she sipped her
iced tea.
Tom replied, "I think I like to just hang out with
Jenna if that's okay; we have some catching up to do."
"Well that will be just fine," said Jane. "I have
some things to do this afternoon, and I will be gone
until about dinner time. Jenna will be happy to hang
out with you."
Tom had been called "Tommy" by his Aunt Jane since he
was a little boy. His mother, Lenore, is Jane's older
sister. The two women had babies just a month apart,
and Jenna had grown up with Tommy. They live a
two-hour drive apart but they see each other several
times each year.
Jenna took Tom upstairs to her bedroom, where they
continued their casual conversation. They talked
about school, friends, and how they would spend this
Spring Break together.
Tom had always admired Jenna. He was thinking to
himself as they talked, about how Jenna is such a
pretty girl, and it seemed effortless for her to look
beautiful. Jenna was maturing, and at age 15, she was
more attractive than he had ever seen her before.
"You seem to be distracted, Tom" said Jenna. "Is
there something on your mind?"
"Oh, I was just thinking about how we have been such
good friends over the years, all the good times we
have had. And how I look forward to being with you."
"Thanks, Tom, I feel the same way. You're a fun
cousin, you couldn't be any more fun if you were a
girl cousin!"
Tom had a puzzled thought. What did Jenna mean by
that? Is there something she knew?
"Tom, let me have you listen to my new stereo," said
Jenna. "It's for my birthday next month, but mom gave
it to me early."
There was a soft knock at Jenna's bedroom door just
before she put on the music. Jane pushed the door
open, and said in her sweet voice, "Tommy and Jenna,
have a nice time now, I'm going now."
As Jane was driving away, Jenna continued showing her
stereo to Tom. "See, it is a Denon bookshelf stereo
system, my dad said it is a good brand but I had never
heard of it before. And don't you think it looks and
sounds great?"
After a while, as Jenna was putting a fresh CD in the
stereo, Tom was lying on the bed, looking into Jenna's
closet through the open sliding closet door. "Those
are nice dresses, Jenna, you should wear them more
often," said Tom, as got up and walked over to get a
closer look at the many pretty dresses hanging in the
closet.
"That's what my mom says, too," said Jenna "She thinks
I'm way too much of a tomboy and she would like me to
dress more like a girl. I prefer to be comfortable
but I do admit it is fun sometimes to get all dolled
up and be pretty.
Jenna went back to her prone position on the bed, as
she continued reading a teen magazine. "Mom thinks I
should be like these girls - you know, all frou frou
and everything," as Jenna pointed out some girls in
the magazine. "But my kind of clothes are jeans and
T-shirts and sneakers, just like you are wearing."
"But these dresses would look so pretty on you," said
Tom, as moved his hand to slide several of the dresses
down the closet rod.
Jenna giggled and replied, "Or maybe they would look
just as pretty on you, if you like them so much, why
not pick one and try it on?"
As Tom was slow to respond, Jenna paused and said,
"That look on your face. Most boys would have
shuddered at the thought of wearing a dress. But you
almost looked like you wanted to say yes when I
suggested you try on my clothes."
Jenna sat up and pulled Tom by his hands toward her as
she sat with him on the bed. As they sat across from
each other, she looked into Tom's eyes and said, "I
know you too well, and it looks like you have a
question or something to tell me. What?"
"Well, Jenna, I'm puzzled by a couple of things.
Earlier today, you said that I couldn't be any more
fun of a cousin if I were a girl. And now you are
suggesting I try on your dress. Is it you who has
something to tell ME?"
"Tom, oh Tommy; you're making too much of my casual
comments. Girl cousins seem to have fun together and
here are you and I, a girl and a boy, enjoying each
other so much. That's all I meant. And, all kidding
aside, do you want to try on one of my dresses?"
"There you go again. Do you think I'm a sissy or
something?"
"Tom, I almost told you a couple times before, and now
that we are talking, it has occurred to me before that
you have sometimes shown more than a casual curiosity
about being like a girl, like you did now, when you
were admiring my dresses. You have often seemed like
you are almost interested too much in girl things. I
am just suggesting that if you want to try on a dress
and maybe try to feel like a girl, it would not be a
big deal to me. Now, is there something you want to
tell me?"
Tom looked across the bed at his cousin Jenna, and
waited for a moment as he looked into her eyes. This
pretty girl and he were good friends as well as close
cousins. Since I had not yet responded, Jenna asked
him, "Tom, would I be wrong if I said I think you
would like to be dressed up as a girl? That's it,
isn't it?"
"Jenna," said Tom as he composed himself, "I hope you
don't think I'm weird or anything, but you are right.
I have always admired you and how you look. And I
have often had feelings that I might want to try being
a girl. I know that it is really not possible, but
honestly, I would love it if you would let me dress up
and pretend to be a girl."
"Well that's not so bad, is it? Don't you feel better
now that you've told me? Mom is going to be out all
this afternoon. While she is gone, I want to do more
than dress you up in my clothes. I want to thoroughly
make you up, and treat you like a girl, and give you
as realistic an experience of being a girl as
possible. You will still be my cousin, but now you
will be my girl cousin! I don't know why I didn't put
all the clues together before. Now that I think about
it, there have been lots of hints. You know, like
when we were little, you almost looked envious as I
would be wearing a pretty little Easter dress and Mary
Jane shoes, while you would almost look hopefully and
be disappointed that you had to settle for a white
shirt and bow tie and slacks.
"Tommy, please tell me. When did these ideas about
being a girl first come to you. Were you even then
wondering about being a girl when we were little kids?
Maybe you were wondering how it would be if we were
both little girls? Well, I'm going to make you into a
girl, let's get started!"
"Jenna," said Tom calmly, "I really like you. The
last thing I would want is for you to think I was a
little sissy or something. I know I'm a boy and I
like being a boy, but also, there is a feeling that
comes over me sometimes, like when I see a girl
wearing a pretty dress. I often imagine myself as a
girl and how things would be so much different if I
were a girl."
"Well," said Jenna, "I'm a girl, and look, we are now
both wearing the same clothes. Granted, my jeans are
for girls, but our T-shirts are almost the same. I
wear a bra under mine, but you could wear one too.
Why don't you start by undressing and wearing a pair
of my panties and a bra under your clothes. If Mom
were still here, she would not be the wiser, she
wouldn't even notice the straps if you wore one of my
old training bras under your shirt. But since mom is
not here, let's go ahead and do it all. I'm going to
turn you into a girl. You would like that, wouldn't
you? But I want to be sure. I don't want to rush you
into this. Si I want you to ask me directly. Say it.
Say "Jenna, I want you to turn me into a girl."
"Okay. Sure. Jenna, I'm interested in seeing how it
would be if I were dressed up in girl's clothes. I
would really like it if you would help me do this.
And by using your expert experience, I want you to
help me see how it might be if I were a girl."
"Okay then, this will be great fun!" cried Janna.
"There now, do you want to begin right now? Okay then,
go in and take a fresh shower. And leave your hair
wet. I will have everything ready when you are
finished."
After Tom had showered, he walked into Jenna's
adjoining bedroom, wearing only a towel. Jenna walked
over to Tom and handed him a new pair of her panties.
"Here. I'll turn away as you put them on. But since
we are both girls, I don't know why I should have to
look away!" said Jenna with a giggle.
"Tommy, don't you think you need a girl's name if you
will be a girl today? How about Tammy? A sweet name
for the sweet girl you will be."
"Alright, then Tammy it is. I am Tammy."
Jenna had Tammy hold "her" arms straight out forward
as she slipped Tammy's wrists through the straps of a
bra, pulled the straps up over her shoulders, and
hooked it in the back.
"Here." said Jenna. "Let me help you put this on. It
is mom's panty girdle. I don't have one, luckily I
don't need one. This will keep you flat down there
and help hide the fact that you are a boy!"
After Tammy was in her bra and panties, pantyhose,
girdle and a slip, Jenna gave her a lacy nylon
dressing gown to wear as they walked into Jane's
bathroom.
"Mom has a much larger bathroom, let's go down there
to work on you, it will be a good place to continue
your transition. Your hair is long enough to put up
in rollers, so I'll pin it up in curlers so you can
feel how it is to be a girl having her hair done."
Tom felt strange but enthusiastic as he watched in the
large bathroom mirror as Jenna took sections of his
wet hair, combed it into long sections, then rolled it
up in curlers and fastened them into place. Soon her
whole head of light brown hair was in women's hair
rollers.
"There now. Let's do your manicure and pedicure,"
said Jenna.
"Do we have to? Is that necessary?"
"Absolutely! What are you afraid of? You are a
girl and girls like to feel pretty. Having polished
toenails will make you feel prettier even if you are
wearing shoes that cover your toes. If you wear
open-toe shoes, having pretty polished toenails will
help you feel more like a girl. And I insist that you
wear fingernail polish too."
As the polishing progressed, Tammy looked down in
admiration as Jenna finished polishing her toenails a
deep reddish plum color. "That looks really pretty,"
said Jenna. "Toenails can be a deeper color than
fingernails. I think that maybe a pink will be better
for your fingernails. And for an even better treat, I
am going to apply glue-on fake fingernails to your
own. It will be quite a different sensation for you
when you try to pick things up with long fingernails!"
It was really a strange but fun feeling as Tammy
continued to sit with her hair still in rollers as
Jenna pressed on the false fingernails and polished
them with two coats of pink polish. Tammy's toenails
continued to dry, her toes were separated by a sponge
device to keep them from touching each other until
they were fully dry.
"Tammy girl, I'm having fun, are you?" asked Jenna.
"How do you feel, Tammy?"
"I'm enjoying this," replied Tammy, "I'm really
looking forward to seeing how I look after I've gone
all the way, so to speak."
Jenna was still wearing her jeans, sneakers, and
T-shirt as she zipped up the back of Tammy's dress. It
was the first of several dresses she chose for Tammy
to model.
"Tammy, turn around and twirl your dress for me. You
know, like you have seen girls do before?"
Tammy paused, then gave a little half-effort twirl,
and paused again.
"Jenna, I feel embarrassed having you see me dressed
like this, especially when you are still dressed like
I was this morning."
"Oh, Tammy, don't let it bother you. I still think of
you as my sweet cousin who now is my cute sweet little
girl cousin. You are really looking pretty. I want
to do my best to give you a realistic experience at
being a girl, so you will dress as a girl and act as a
girl. Remember, think like a girl, act like a girl."
Jenna draped a makeup cape over Tammy's dress so as
not to smear makeup on her dress. Jenna expertly
began to put make-up on Tammy's face. Tammy looked at
her as she was carefully looking her over. Jenna was
making brush strokes, and used eyebrow and lip pencils
among her other tools. Tammy was feeling prettier by
the moment as Jenna's magic with the make-up
progressed. After a while, Jenna announced it was
time to comb out Tammy's hair, touch up her makeup,
and show Tammy what a lovely girl she had become.
After Tammy's makeup was done, Jenna had her put on a
pair of Jane's pumps. "Mom's shoes will fit you
better, and besides, I don't have anything like these
white 3-inch heel pumps."
Jenna had completed her magic. She walked Tammy to
the full-length mirror, then stood back. Tammy
admired how she looked in the party dress, as she held
a small purse across her lap. She could not help but
smile at herself. Tammy was shocked as she saw her
reflection. Was it really she? Who was that pretty
girl looking back at her in the mirror?
"You are a beautiful girl, Tammy, you really are,"
said Jenna. "You look even better than I expected. I
knew I could make you look like a real girl, but you
look like a really pretty girl. You are now a girl.
I want you to enjoy this experience. But being a girl
is more than just wearing dresses. I will do my best
to treat you like a girl and make you feel like a
girl. You are thoroughly going to be a girl for me, I
promise."
As Jenna took her by the arm, she said, "Alright Tammy
dear, I want you to carefully keep in mind the fact
you are wearing high heels. Let me guide you to the
hallway. I want you to be sure you can walk in those
heels. I will let you put on a pair of lower heel
shoes, but first I want you to experience walking in
high heels." Tammy walked from Aunt Jane's mirrored
closet doors where she had admired herself, to the
hallway. Tammy was trying to feel like a real girl as
she walked up and down the hall a few times, balancing
in her high heels, experiencing being dressed head to
toe in women's clothes.
As Tammy turned, a camera flash hit her eyes. "Let's
take a few more, Tammy."
"Do we need pictures?" asked Tammy.
"Sure. This is a digital camera. We will show them
on the computer. And we will do some video. Just
wait till you see pictures and video of yourself as a
girl!"
Tammy was a good sport as Jenna had her put on a
little fashion show, and she even posed in a girlish
manner as Jenna took repeated video footage and
digital pictures of the result of her transformation,
and every outfit she tried on.
The two girls played back the video and they viewed
the digital pictures on the computer. The pictures
showed a very pretty young woman named Tammy.
Jena turned to Tammy and asked seriously, "Maybe you
can even stay dressed as Tammy after mom gets home.
Mom would love to see what a pretty girl you are."
"Oh no, I couldn't let Aunt Jane see me this way!"
said Tammy.
"Nonsense. My mom is very understanding about things,
and she is a good sport. If I told her how much this
meant to you, I'm sure she would understand."
"What if she told my mom?"
"What if she did? Shouldn't your mother know about
this side of you?"
The two girl-cousins spent a lovely afternoon
together. Jenna almost forgot that her friend was
really her cousin Tommy.
"Tammy, mom bought me a new dress to wear for Easter
Sunday. Why don't you try it on and let me take your
picture wearing it.
"Jenna, are you sure Aunt Jane would be okay about this?
Look, I can just hear her saying, 'What boy would
willingly let a girl dress him up as a girl and make
him up like a girl if he didn't already have a strong
desire to overcome a boy's natural inclination not to
be a sissy? You know how boys would rather do
anything than be a sissy.'"
Jenna stood and said, "It's interesting. I can either
wear a prom gown or a pair of jeans and no one thinks
anything of it. And I guess we both agree that most
guys would not be caught dead in a prom gown. Unless
that boy was you."
"Well, Tammy, if you don't want to wear my Easter
dress, Janet has a gown upstairs in her room that she
wore last year when she was a bridesmaid. I'm going
to put you in it and have you pretend you are going to
be in a wedding! Every girl dreams of her wedding,
but you will start as a bridesmaid!
A short time later, Tammy was back at the full-length
mirror, again wearing the white high heels, as she
wore Janet's bridesmaid gown. Janet, Jenna's older
sister, was away at college.
"Tammy, that could pass as a prom dress. Let's get
pictures of you as a girl getting ready for her prom.
And since you are a pretty girl, you will have
pictures of yourself with your date, going to your
prom.
"Wait a minute," said Tammy, "Just because I want to
be a girl doesn't mean I want to be with a guy or date
guys!"
"I know, silly. We know you're not gay. But girls go
to proms with guys, and it will be cute to have
pictures of you as a girl going to her prom. Wouldn't
you like to see a picture of you and your imaginary
date? Sure you would. You wanted to be a girl, and I
said you would have to do things girls do. Now, isn't
it true that you like how you look as a girl? And you
want to experience being a girl? I guess you won't
have to kiss a guy to feel like a girl, but I want a
picture of you with a guy date.
Later, Jenna printed the picture of a very pretty
Tammy standing next to a superimposed male model
wearing a tuxedo, which she copied from an Internet
shopping site.
"Look what a cute couple you make, Tammy and her
date," cried Jenna, as she could not hold back a
giggle that turned to laughter.
"Alright, it's okay," said Tammy. "Okay, I'm a girl. I
wanted to act like a girl, and if that means
pretending to have a boy date, I'll be a girl. You
are in charge."
Jenna fussed with Tammy's outfits and acted as
naturally as could be as she continued to help Tammy
change from one outfit to another, having Tammy feel
as much like a girl as she could.
As they continued throughout the afternoon, talking as
two girls, Jenna interrupted a sentence and said,
"Tammy, there's one thing you should really enjoy
about not being a real girl. You can wear dresses and
feel pretty but you don't have to put up with monthly
menstrual periods and face the related hassle of
cramps and messy panties.
"You know, Jenna, I really don't know much about
girls' periods. I'm sure most guys don't. Guys know
that girls have them, but we don't know basic things
like, how can you tell one is coming. I know they are
monthly, but do you feel different before they start?
And how much blood or fluid is lost in a day? I have
thought about how girls might have to deal with a
cupful of blood coming out in a day. And having to be
in the bathroom, especially in a public place, and
having to change pads or tampons and act naturally
afterward. Most girls and women keep dealing with it
a big secret. But it seems like it would be such a
burden. I guess I would have to endure it if I were a
girl, but I also do think about how it would be to
have periods if I were a girl.
"That was quite a speech," Tammy. "You have obviously
thought about this. You asked some very good
questions. I've only been having periods a few years
now and there's a lot I don't know. I'll fill you in
a bit more later, but for now, I think you are
probably about due for your period, so let's get a
pad in your panties. I'll get one of mom's, it is
larger and thicker, it will give you more of a thick
bulge feeling and you will see how it feels when girls
have a pad in their panties. After all, if you are
going to get a realistic girlish experience, having
periods is one of the things girls do."
It was just about 6:00 p.m. Aunt Jane was about due
home. Tammy's first instinct was to change back to
Tommy. But another part of her was following Jenna's
suggestion that she stay as a girl long enough to have
Aunt Jane see her as her niece, Tammy.
Tammy sat patiently on the living room sofa as she
listened to Aunt Jane's car pull into the garage.
Jenna greeted her mother in the kitchen and they
exchanged pleasantries.
"Where is Tommy?" asked Jane.
"Actually, mom, he is sort of not here."
"What do you mean, not here?"
"Well, mom, we decided to play dress-up, and I coaxed
him into dressing as your niece. Come into the living
room and meet your new niece, Tammy."
Jane walked carefully into the living room. She
looked across the room and saw a young lady sitting
nervously on the sofa, wearing Jenna's pretty Easter
dress and a pair of Jenna's dress shoes that Jenna
refused to wear because they were too "girly."
Aunt Jane rested her chin on her hand for a moment,
then said, "Well, at least now we have someone who is
willing to wear Jenna' pretty clothes. But seriously,
what is this all about? Tommy, I'm really surprised
at this. I'm not angry, but I'm surprised. Does your
mother know about this?"
"Mom, her name is Tammy. Don't you think she looks
like a girl and that she should be called Tammy?" said
Jenna in an excited manner.
"Aunt Jane, do you want me to change back into my
boy-clothes?" asked Tom.
"Well, no. At least not right away, no. It obviously
took a lot of effort to get you looking this way, and
there is no rush to turn you back into a boy. And it
will be sort of nice having an all-girl household for
the evening. Maybe you will end up spending your
entire week here with us as Tammy?"
"Jenna, shouldn't you put on a dress so you will look
pretty like your cousin Tammy? And I think we could all
go out to dinner. We will look like a mother and her
two lovely daughters."
"Aunt Jane, you don't mean it do you?" asked Tammy in
an alarmed voice.
"Why not. You do look like a girl. And if you act
like a girl, no one would know the difference. You
will be with me and with another girl your age, so no
one would be the wiser.
Jane drove away from the house with her daughter and
niece in the back seat. All three of them were
wearing pretty dresses so they had chosen a nice
restaurant for dinner. It was Tammy's first time
riding in a car as a girl. She was wearing one of
Aunt Jane's wigs. Her own hair was not quite long
enough to look suitable for a public appearance as a
female.
Jane and the two girls walked into the restaurant.
Tammy looked around nervously as the waiter guided
them to their table. Tammy was glad she was allowed
to wear the lower-heeled shoes, which were not as
comfortable as her sneakers, but were more comfortable
and easier to wear than the high heels she had worn
earlier in the day.
As the three ladies dined and Tammy began to feel more
relaxed, Aunt Jane began to ask more questions.
"Tammy, this certainly was a surprise to me," said
Jane. "But your mother told me she almost expected
this."
"You told my mom!" exclaimed Tammy, almost revealing
his boy-voice.
"Of course. I was not about to take my nephew out in
public as a girl without first asking his mother if it
was alright. Lenore and I have been sisters a long
time, and we know each other very well. After I
explained your day to her, Lenore said it was alright
with her if we kept you as a girl all week. Just
think. Tonight you will sleep in one of Jenna's
pretty nighties, with your hair up in rollers. We
will all go to church tomorrow as girls. Lenore said
that maybe by having you immerse yourself in being a
girl all week, you will get your fill of it. Maybe
not. Either way, you have a full feminine week ahead
of you. All of us will have a lot of fun with it, I
am sure."
end
Lynne
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