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Hello my name is Denise but it used to be Dennis.
I'm 19 years now and all my life I had been a very shy
person. At I school I was hardly noticed.
I wasn't the brightest of pupils but I wasn't bad also. I
lived in a nice neighbourhood with my parents.
We lived in a semi detached house. Mr Baker was our
neighbour. He was about 50 yrs old with a big red moustache
and beard. He was always very nice to me. In fact he was
probably one of the very few people who noticed me at all.
He never got married. Except for my parents the only other
living relative I had was my grandfather, my father's
father. So as one can probably imagine we were rather close
as a family. We still are as a matter of facts.
It all started one day when at school we were told of an
important experiment to teach us about prejudice and
equality between men and women. It was an all boy's school
and there were only male teachers so some of us wondered
whether there would be any girls allowed from now on. We
only had about 50 pupils. It was a small community were I
lived. But then came the shocking news. The headmaster
announced that about half of us boys were to dress and
taught to behave like girls for the next 6 six weeks until
the summer holidays. We were given lists with names of boys
who were chosen to be the girls. My name was on the list. I
was shocked.
We were told that our parents were informed and had agreed.
We were sent home with a list of directions for our
parents. I was speechless on the bus trip on my way back
home. I couldn't believe my parents had agreed to such a
stupid experiment. I think I was a little angry with them.
At dinner my mother told that I from now until the end of
the experiment I was their daughter Denise and that I was
to be treated as a girl.
Amazed I looked at my father and I wanted to protest but he
said, "You heard your mother Denise. Tomorrow we take you
to a special beauty parlour and we go shopping for some
nice dresses, skirts and girly underwear. Now, when you go
to your room you will find that we had it changed today
into a real young girls' room. You'll find a nightie and
flip-flops on your bed. After dinner you will go to your
room and put those items, then come down and help your
mother with the dishes. I expect you to be a nice girl from
now. Is that clear Denise?"
I wanted to cry and run away. But what could I do? I was
only 12 1/2 yrs old. So I said, "Yes dad."
"No dear, sweet little girls call their dad daddy,
sweetheart." mum said.
I went upstairs to my room. Before I opened the door I
smelled fresh paint. As I entered my room I was shocked. My
room was panted very colourful in light shades of pink,
green, yellow and blue. On my bed were a pale yellow
bedspread and a pink pillow with green flowers. A new
computer in pink I found on a new light blue desk against a
pink wall. I also found a dresser and a big mirror. On the
dresser I found perfumes and all kinds of brushes and make
up. I felt very confused.
My mother came in and asked if I liked my new room. I
didn't know what to say so I said I did. My mother told me
to get undressed and take a bath. I did. It smelled of
sweet flowers in the bathroom. It was all so girly. When I
got out of the bath my mother gave me a pink panty and bra
and helped me put them on.
She took me in front of the mirror and said, "Look you're
already starting to look like a sweet young girl, Denise."
And I did. My hair had always been curly and half long. She
then put a yellow ribbon in my hair and told to me to put
on my nightie and flip-flops. She painted my nails, hands
and feet, in a light shade a pink and told me to come down
as soon as the polish had dried. I looked at myself in my
nightie wearing a bra and nail polish in the big mirror. I
was shocked I really did look like a girl.
As I went down the stairs to the living room I heard the
voice of Mr. Baker from next door. I felt so ashamed that I
wanted to run back to my room, but my father called me.
As I entered the room my father said, "You really look very
nice Denise. Give daddy, mummy and Mr. Baker a kiss,
sweetheart."
I did.
Mr Baker said, "Your parents must be very happy to have
such a nice daughter. You really look cute, dear."
Daddy said, "Don't be upset dear, of course we had to tell
Mr. Baker about you becoming a girl for the next few weeks.
It would have been very strange for Mr. Baker to see a girl
living next to him and not seeing you. You do understand
that, don't you Denise?"
"Yes daddy, I do."
"Good, now go be a good girl and help your mother in the
kitchen."
"Yes daddy."
My mother said she was starting teach me how to be a good
housewife, how to keep house and how to take care of a
husband. After finishing the kitchen chores we got back to
the living room with fresh coffee for the men. Daddy told
me to come and sit on his lap like most little girls do. Of
course I did. For the first time I noticed my daddies smell
and I found I to my astonishment that I started to like it.
Daddy was so nice to me.
I must have fallen asleep, because next I knew I was woken
up in my girly bed by my mother. She told me to take a
shower and hurry because we had a lot to do today. I only
wore my bra and panty and a long red T-shirt and a yellow
belt so it looked like I was wearing a skirt. I had put on
my flip-flops.
"Good morning, sweetheart." daddy said.
There was no time for breakfast so we hurried into the car.
Then I heard someone saying good morning. It was Mr. Baker.
Daddy said that Mr. Baker was to come with us shopping,
because he also wanted to buy me some nice things.
We first drove to a special beauty salon. As we entered I
saw the other boys of my school who were chosen to be girls
with their parents. We didn't say a word to each other. We
first had to undress and our measurements were taken. We
had to wait awhile. Then our hair was styled in a very
girly way and we were put on make up and our ears were
pierced. Then we were put on special panty to hide our many
bits. Our balls were put back inside our body, which wasn't
a very nice feeling at first. With the special panties our
manly bits were pushed between our legs and we were told
that we could pee via a tube and only in a sitting position
just like other girls. Then specially made breasts were
glued on. They looked and felt very real. Confronted with a
large mirror we really looked like girls. Then we were
given our new school uniforms.
It was a grey and pink tartan skirt, pink blouse, grey
sweater and pink flip-flops. Ones we were dressed we were
shown to our parents. They applauded. Every parent said
that we looked such sweet girls in our uniforms. In my
uniform I was taken by my parents and Mr. Baker to various
shops and we bought all kinds of skirts, blouses, make up,
jewellery, shoes undergarments and a couple of handbags.
Everywhere we went no one noticed I wasn't a girl. I
started to like the feeling of my breasts bouncing up and
down with every step I took. When I had to go for a pee my
mother came with me and showed me how to sit down and pee.
It was impossible to it standing up.
When we got back home daddy told me to undress and show
them my girly body. Mr Baker said that I had very nice
'tits' and a very nice 'pussy'. I blushed a little. Mummy
and daddy said that they very proud of their new daughter
and asked me how I felt about. I wanted to be honest and
said that I started to like being a girl. Mummy started to
cry softly and daddy put his arms around her.
Mr Baker said that my parents were so happy now because
they always wanted to have a daughter. They always wished
me to be a girl. That's why they agreed with the school
experiment. He also said that he too likes me more as a
girl than as a boy. He put arms around me and kissed on my
forehead.
He said, "Please be a good girl for your parents. They love
you very much. And so do I, Denise."
It was there and then that I decided to become the girl my
parents always wanted.
I said, "I will, Mr. Baker."
"Call me Peter, please, Denise. Here I have a gift for you.
Open it now."
It was a beautiful golden ring with a pink stone in it and
a bracelet and a necklace and earrings with pink stones.
They were very girly.
I said, "Oh Peter they are beautiful. Mummy, daddy look
what Peter gave me? Aren't they beautiful? Oh thank you
very, very much Peter."
And I kissed him on his cheek. I felt his beard prickling
and somehow I liked it. Then I noticed that I was still
undressed so I went to my room with all my new purchases to
get dressed and prepare dinner for my parents and Peter. It
was already late so I decided to put on my blue nightie and
my yellow apron. As I put on a bra I felt that my nipples
were very sensitive. I really loved the wait of my 'tits'
on my chest.
I prepared a simple but nice meal and as we were eating my
mother said, "Please forgive for wanting you to be a girl.
It's not that we don't love you, we really do. And if you
really don't wish to be a girl we won't force you, will we
daddy?"
"No sweetheart, we won't."
"It's alright mummy, daddy. I want to be your daughter. I
found out that I love the feel of skirts around my legs and
I love the feeling of my breasts bouncing when I walk, I
love the way I look now. Now I'm noticed, mummy. I love you
all, I do. I'll do anything to make you happy."
"You really want to be our daughter, Denise?" daddy asked.
"Yes daddy, in everyway."
"You know that I am doctor and work in the hospital don't
you Denise?" Peter said.
"Yes I do Peter."
"Well if you and your parents agree I can put you on
hormones to have you grow you own breasts and make you look
like a natural girl, you are young enough to be turned into
a stunning girl. Do you want that?"
"Oh mummy, daddy please can I?"
"If you really want that dear, yes." daddy said.
Peter said, "Alright I will put you on hormones, love.
Tonight I will give you you're first shot and from tomorrow
you will take pills everyday, is that clear Denise?"
"Oh yes, thank you Peter."
That weekend mummy started teaching me how to keep house. I
love it. We were like girlfriends. Daddy was very happy.
When Monday came I put on my school uniform. I was very
excited to go to school as a girl, but knowing that I was
never going to be a boy again. I wondered how many of the
other 'girls' thought so.
Peter brought me to school in his car. As I got out of his
car he said I looked very pretty in my uniform. At school
the first couple of hours were hectic. Everybody had to
have to get used to the new situation. Two of the teachers
were also all dressed as women. I liked that very much.
The other boys quickly got used to us 'girls'. We girls had
longer school hours than the boys because we were also
taught how to keep house, how to sew, cook, knit, darn
socks and of course how to look pretty. We were also taught
that a woman's place was at home and that she always had to
obey her husband.
Mummy was so happy everyday I got home I was more and more
girl. She had thrown away all my boy belongings. Peter had,
through his connections changed me legally into a girl. I'm
so very thankful to him. I keep his house and do his
laundry a couple of days a week. Mummy says that it is good
practise before I get married to a nice man. I hadn't
thought of that yet and I told my parents so, but they said
it's just a question of time before I will think of it.
I loved going to school. After the six weeks we were asked
by the head teacher which of us girls wanted to go back
being a boy again. No one did. I told the headmaster that I
was already on hormones to become a real girl. He was very
pleased and so were the real boys, because they wanted us
to remain girls. Because we cleaned up after them, cooked
their school meals and washed their school uniforms.
I found out I wasn't the only one on hormones. In fact most
were. We were so happy being girls. We talked about make up
and boys and men. It was then that I started to notice men
especially Peter. I know he is much older than me, But I
love the touch of his red beard when he kisses me on my
cheek every morning when he takes to school on his way to
the hospital.
At home I spoke about it with mummy and daddy and they
agreed that Peter would be a very nice husband for me. Even
though he is much older.
"But first you have to be a real girl totally before mummy
and I allow you to go out with boys or men." daddy said.
Oh, I couldn't wait. My breasts were really growing. I
loved how sensitive they were when I touched them. Then
half a year before my 14th birthday I was in hospital. I
was to be a real girl the next day. Mummy, daddy and Peter,
who performed the operation, were so happy. And so was I.
One by one the other 'girls' were turned into real girls
and even the two teachers became women. I started to fall
in love with Peter more and more. While the other girls
dated boys their own age I went out with Peter. Then on my
16th birthday I got the biggest surprise of my life. My
parents woke me up very early in the morning and dressed me
in a very beautiful wedding gown. I was taken to church.
When I arrived I found Peter waiting for me. That morning
my father gave me away to Peter. I was so proud and happy
to be his wife.
As we arrived in our hotel room he ordered me to get
undressed and to obey him forever. He ordered me to undress
him. I had to stop at his feet. He was very hairy all over
his chubby body. Bright red hair on his arms, chest, back,
legs and even his feet. He had rather a big belly. And he
was glasses. In my mind he was so beautiful. His purple
penis was a little bent upwards. I love his big knob. I was
ordered to get on the bed. I did.
He then sat with his hairy arse on my nose. I noticed that
he hadn't had a decent wash for at least a day. As I got
used to his smell I started licking his arse. I started to
love the smell and the taste of his arse. Then I had to
take his penis in my mouth. It smelled strongly and there
was also some cheese on it. I started licking it clean and
than sucking it deep into my girly mouth. I loved the taste
of this man. My man, my master and husband.
Mummy had told me about sucking a man's penis and told me
that a man's seed tastes delicious. She told it was a
girl's duty to swallow semen. As Peter started to fuck my
mouth I felt his penis swell and I knew he was about to
come. And cum he did. Loads and I swallowed all of it. Then
I felt my body spasm and I felt so utterly great that I
didn't know what was coming over me. But I loved the
feeling. Peter laughed at me and said that I had had my
orgasm as a woman.
Then he ordered me to sniff his socked feet, I loved his
smelly feet. I took his socks and licked his feet for quite
awhile. Then I had to take his penis in my mouth again and
he started peeing in my mouth. I loved it. I loved being
used like. Just like mummy was being used like that by
daddy, as she told me.
You see we don't have any secrets between the four of us.
Me, Peter, mummy and daddy. Since I was a girl daddy always
told me what he and mummy did with each other and now I
know I will tell them about what Peter and I did.
He started to get hard again and ordered me back on my back
on the bed again. He started licking my pussy. I was in
heaven. Then he licked my arse. A minute later I felt a
sharp pain in my arse. He had put his dick up my arse
fucked me. I started to love the pain. Then he put his dick
in my pussy and god this really was heaven he shot his seed
deep in my pussy and I came screaming. I knew I was a real
woman now, thank God.
The next day I told my parents about my wonderful wedding
night, every detail. I now live next to my parents with
Peter. Even when my parents are present and he feels the
need I suck his toes, or cock or lick his arse or have him
fuck me. My parents do the same to each other when they
feel the need. I'm such a lucky woman and daughter.
Greetings Denise Baker
Becky
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