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The Debutante
Timmy had been suspended from school for the second time. Ever
since he had reached puberty he had been in trouble in some way.
His mother was at her wits' end. This time she was determined to
do something about it. She sent him to his room immediately and
poured herself a drink to calm down a bit. What could she do? She
did not want him to turn to a life of crime. She loved her son
and since her husband's death it had been very difficult. If she
had a daughter it might be easier, she thought. Maybe that is the
solution. Maybe if she worked on bringing out Tim's feminine side
she could curb his unruly behavior. That was it! A bit of
feminine training would be just the thing to get him to behave.
She needed help to do this. She began by looking in the phone
book and she found a store that had a large selection of girl's
clothes and also had a transformation service to help enhance the
feminine side of men. She called and made an appointment for the
following day.
The next morning she woke Timmy bright and early. They got in the
car and she told him nothing of where they were going. They rode
in silence. Finally they arrived at the store. Timmy looked in
puzzlement at the store and asked what they were doing here. She
grabbed him by the wrist and pulled him from the car.
"Today we are going to begin modifying your behavior," she said.
Timmy protested, "No, please no."
She pulled him into the store and the clerk, a lovely woman in
her thirties, came forward. "This must be Timmy," she said "and
you must be Mrs. Anderson. Welcome to my shop. From what you
mentioned on the phone you have a very unruly young man here. We
can help." She looked Timmy over and smiled. "Yes he is a very
good subject, not overly muscular and his hair is long enough so
we can style it very nicely. Go into the back room and take off
your clothes young man," she ordered.
Timmy sheepishly complied. What else could he do?
"Mrs. Anderson my name is Tina and I shall help you through this
whole process. It is a bit expensive but you said that money is
not a problem."
Tina and Mrs. Anderson went into the back room where Timmy was
standing naked.
"He does not have a large penis so it should not be a problem to
tuck it away. If you are not going to start him on hormones you
might want to consider a chastity belt so he does not start
masturbating. That seems to hinder the transformation and keeps
them thinking like a male."
Timmy was beginning to cry. He did not want this at all.
Mrs. Anderson said, "Yes a chastity belt for now will be fine."
Tina produced a very soft looking belt with a satin sleeve for
his penis. She showed Mrs. Anderson how to put it on him and soon
it was locked in place.
"He will have to pee sitting down now," Tina smiled.
Timmy was shaking and weeping.
"Don't cry dearest," his mother said. "Soon you will learn to
love what is happening to you."
Tina went out into the store and returned with her arms full of
lingerie. She took a pair of white satin panties and showed them
to Timmy.
"This is your new underwear sweetie," she said.
She quickly had Timmy step into them and she pulled them up. Next
she produced a matching bra and showed him how to hook it on.
"Yes darling that's it," she smiled. "Accepting your first bra is
such an important step. It shows you are willing to accept this."
Both ladies were smiling as Timmy stood there in his new bra and
panties. Tina took a package of stockings and showed Timmy how to
put them on. Timmy was weeping as the stockings were pulled up
his legs. His mother came over and kissed him gently and hugged
him.
"There, there dearest, soon you will love this," she whispered to
him.
"What sort of dress do you have in mind for him ma'am?" Tina
asked.
"I was thinking of a tea length dress that requires a petticoat
dear," Mrs. Anderson replied.
Tina smiled and went into the shop. She returned with a stunning
blush pink dress and a frothy petticoat to go with it. Timmy
started to shake when he saw the garments.
"Ohhhh no," he wailed.
The ladies just smiled and went about lowering the petticoat over
his head, tying it in place and then the dress was lowered into
place. Tina zipped it up the back and a tiny silver padlock was
attached to the zipper so he could not get out of the dress.
"Oh it's just beautiful Tina," Mrs. Anderson exclaimed. "It is
just what I was looking for."
Tina took Timmy by the hand and led him to a vanity. She put a
cosmetic smock on him and began to work on his face. She plucked
his eyebrows into a delicate feminine arch and then began to work
with foundation, eye shadow, and blusher. She finished his face
with mascara and a soft pink lipstick. She then went to work on
his hair. It was already long enough but it needed a permanent
badly. She put it up in curlers and styling solution and put him
under the dryer to dry. Thirty minutes later she took him back to
the vanity and began removing the curlers. His hair was a mass of
soft wavy curls that framed his now pretty face. Mrs. Anderson
was beaming as she looked at her feminized son. Tina put a touch
of perfume on him. She then pierced his ears and put the diamond
studs in that he would wear till his ears healed. She put a
delicate diamond necklace on him.
"There that is all I can do for now. I suggest that you take him
next door to the nail salon and have his nails done properly for
a young lady. A French manicure would be wonderful for him." Tina
completed her work by producing a pair of pink satin pumps with a
three inch heel. Timmy stood and wobbled a bit.
"He will get used to them quickly," Tina said.
Mrs. Anderson took Timmy by the hand and took him next door to
the nail salon. "Oh my who is this lovely girl?" the receptionist
asked.
Mrs. Anderson said, "This is my daughter Marie ma'am. She would
like a French manicure to go with her lovely new outfit."
"Come right this way and we will see what we can do."
Timmy was shaking so badly that the manicurist had to calm him
down a bit.
"Don't shake honey this will not take long and you will look
divine."
Timmy sat with his head down while the manicurist shaped and
filled each fingernail till his hands were as feminine as the
rest of him.
After she was finished Mrs. Anderson said, "Come Marie we still
have a bit of shopping to do before we go home."
They went to a local department store and Mrs. Anderson bought a
few more sets of bras and panties, a dozen packages of stockings,
and another petticoat. Next they went to the dress department and
they bought three more dresses of similar style to what Marie was
now wearing.
"I am going to keep you in a petticoat for the near future. I
think it will help with your transition and be a constant
reminder of what is happening to you."
Next they went to the cosmetic counter. They bought a complete
makeup kit for Marie with all the tools she would need to learn
to do her own makeup.
"Tomorrow we will begin your makeup lessons. You will learn to do
all this yourself."
They took their packages and went to the car. The feminized boy
was crying hard now as he swished with every step and his heels
made a delicious clicking sound as he took tiny steps. They
loaded their packages and Marie got into the front seat.
"Not like that dear. Sit and smooth your dress and then swing
your feet into the car."
Marie did as was instructed. Mrs. Anderson was beaming at her new
daughter.
"You are simply lovely Marie."
There was that awful name again, Timmy thought. As they drove
home he could not help but wonder what was in store for him or
her.
They got back to the house and took all his new things inside.
Mrs. Anderson said, "Take your new things to your room dear and
box up all the clothes in your closet and drawers and bring them
to the garage. We will take them to charity the next time we go
out which will be tomorrow. I want to start shopping for your
debutante dress. Your sixteenth birthday is coming and we are
going to have a grand formal party."
Timmy or now it was Marie, took her new things upstairs and began
packing her old things in boxes. Her mother came in and said that
they would have to redecorate her bedroom to make it more
suitable for a young lady. Timmy was beginning to cry again. His
mother then informed him that she would make an appointment with
her gynecologist and see about starting hormone treatments to
make sure his puberty did not start until his system was more
female than male. He sat on his bed and cried like a baby.
His mother merely smiled and said, "It is for the best dear. You
will blossom as a girl. I enjoy having another girl around the
house and your behavior will just be so much better. In two weeks
you are going to finishing school for 3 weeks. It will be like
going to regular school except that you will be taught how to act
and behave like a young lady. They will teach you manners,
comportment, how to walk, and all the other things a young girl
should know including boys. After you are finished packing you
may come downstairs and help me with dinner. You may as well
learn to cook now. Get going Marie!"
Timmy winced at the sound of his new name. He stopped sobbing and
began the arduous task of packing away his maleness. It took him
till almost dinner time to finish and then he, or should I say
she took them all to the garage. Her mother smiled as she did
this and when all the boxes were in the garage she gathered Marie
into her arms and hugged her tightly.
"Oh darling it will be fine. You are going to love being a girl.
You will have lovely clothes to wear and for the time being you
are going to wear a petticoat. I want every rustle to remind you
of what is happening."
After dinner Marie sat and her mother told her what her plans
were and when it got late they went upstairs to bed. Her mother
laid out a lovely peignoir for Marie to wear to bed. It was pink
and frilly and had mules with three inch heels to match.
"You must learn modesty dear and wearing a peignoir with heels
will look so pretty on you."
Marie got into bed and drifted off to sleep.
"Rise and shine darling," his mother said as she opened the
drapes. Timmy shook his head and slowly woke up. "Marie it is
time to get dressed and ready for the day." His mother went to
the closet and took out a petticoat and one of the new dresses.
This one was a deep blue. "Darling I have drawn a bath for you.
You go have a soak and I will get your ensemble together. Today
we are going to find your debutante dress. At the end of the
three weeks at finishing school there is a formal dance and all
the girls are introduced to society. You need a proper gown for
the event." she said.
Timmy arose and went to the bathroom. The tub was filled with
warm flowery smelling water. He began to cry again. His mother
came in and hugged him.
"It is just part of being a girl sweetheart. We like to smell
nice and have nice soft skin."
With that he stripped off his peignoir and got in the tub. His
mother put a shower cap on him to protect his hair.
"We do not want to spoil your hairdo love."
As he soaked the tension seemed to go out of his body and the
lovely smelling water relaxed him even more. His mother returned
after a fashion with a big fluffy towel and he got out of the tub
and she patted him dry. She dusted him with a delicately scented
powder and wrapped the towel around his chest.
"Marie this is how we girls show our modesty." She sat her new
daughter down at her vanity and removed the shower cap. She
brushed out her hair and teased it into a flattering style. "Now
dear I want you to apply your makeup. I will guide you through
it, but I want you to actually do it."
Marie began with foundation and went through each cosmetic as her
mother coached her. Soon she was finished and in the mirror was
the face of a lovely innocent young girl. Marie began to sniffle
and her mother just smiled.
"It is okay to cry dear. Girls cry at a lot of things. Your eye
makeup is waterproof now so you will not smudge it."
Marie put a touch of perfume on and her mother smiled. She had
done this without prompting. Another step had been taken toward
womanhood. She took Marie by the hand and led her back to the
bedroom. She instructed Marie to put on her bra and panties and
handed her a package of pantyhose. She showed her how to put the
hose on and added a short slip to wear under the petticoat. She
smiled as she lowered the petticoat over Marie's head and tied it
in place. Next she took the blue satin dress off the hanger and
unzipped it and lowered it in place over the petticoat. She
arranged it and zipped it in place. She put the tiny padlock in
place.
"Just a precaution dear until you have fully accepted your new
role." Marie's eyes were downcast and her mother lifted her chin.
"Smile dearest we are going to have a lovely day."
After a quick breakfast and cleaning of the kitchen Marie and her
mother got in the car and began their day. The first stop was the
doctor's office.
"Come Marie this is your first visit to the gynecologist. We will
see what she thinks about your situation and how best to proceed.
Hopefully we can begin your hormone treatments. They will calm
you down and sweeten you up in a hurry."
They entered the office and the pretty receptionist said, "Oh
such a lovely young girl. This must be Marie. Mrs. Anderson she
is indeed pretty. Much to pretty to spend her life as a boy. The
doctor is waiting for you go right in."
They went in and the doctor told them to be seated. Marie
smoothed her dress as she sat just the way her mother had
instructed her to do.
"My she seems to have come a long way in a short time Mrs.
Anderson. Let me examine her and we will see what we can do for
her." Marie was undressed by her mother and the doctor gave her a
full examination. "She is in wonderful health and should take to
the hormonal treatments very well. I assume you want to begin
before male puberty kicks in?"
Mrs. Anderson nodded and the doctor smiled at Marie.
"We will give you your first shot today dear and all you will
need to do is take one of these pills each day. I will set up a
continuing prescription for you and you will always have them for
as long as you need them. After you have been on these for awhile
we will discuss your options as far as surgery is concerned."
"Would it be wise for her to have an orchiectomy doctor?" Mrs.
Anderson asked.
"If you wish. It would certainly help her hormonal balance and
the estrogen would have a much better affect." the doctor said.
"Please make the necessary arrangements. I would like it done to
her as soon as possible. She is going to finishing school in a
couple of weeks and I want her ready for that."
The doctor made the appointment for the following day. It was an
in office procedure and would only take about an hour to
complete. Marie was beginning to cry again. She knew that her
days as a male were over now. The doctor gave her an injection of
female hormones and wrote out the prescription. Marie and her
mother left and went to an exclusive gown shop to look for the
perfect debutante dress for Marie.
They entered the shop and a pleasant young lady greeted them.
"May I help you today ladies?" the girl asked. "My name is
Jillian."
"We are looking for a debutante dress for my daughter. I would
like something very frilly and ultra-feminine."
Marie's eyes were downcast again. "Oh my dear," Jillian said, "we
are going to find you a lovely dress to wear. There is no need to
be sad. Go in the dressing room and get undressed dear. I will
bring the gowns in for you to try on. You need a longer petticoat
for these dresses and a different styled bra as well."
"I would like it to be a complete ensemble Jillian. Begin with
panties and work out to the complete look from there."
"Very well ma'am we have some lovely lingerie to go with the
dresses."
Marie went into the dressing room and her mother followed. She
stripped off Marie's clothes until she was just standing in her
chastity belt. Jillian came in with an armload of lingerie and
three of the most feminine dresses one had ever seen. When she
saw the chastity belt she gave Marie's mother a puzzled look.
Her mother said, "Marie is a work in progress. She is just
beginning down the road to womanhood."
"I see." said Jillian. "She is going to be a lovely girl ma'am."
Jillian hung up the dresses and chose a matching bra and panty
set. They were made of a soft pink. In a few minutes Marie was
adorned with them.
"Wait right here dear I must get the matching petticoat for
this."
Jillian went back into the store and returned with the most
delightful petticoat. It had lots of ruffles and pretty pink bows
all over the skirt. A garter was placed on Marie and sheer nude
stockings were rolled up her legs. Jillian then lowered the
petticoat in place and stood back to admire her work. She then
produced a pair of pink satin pumps and put them on Marie's feet.
The four inch heel lifted the hem of petticoat off the floor.
Next the dress was lowered into place and zipped up. There was a
delicate ruffle across the bust line and the hem of the dress had
a large ruffle that went all the way around the dress.
"Oh Marie you look divine dear," her mother exclaimed.
Marie's eyes were beginning to get moist again. Timmy was not
gone yet.
"Walk around a bit dear and hear the delightful rustling of your
skirts." Marie walked a bit and the dress swished with every
step. "Isn't that just delightful dear," her mother asked.
Marie nodded she still could not believe what was happening. The
dress felt wonderful. She was trying to block those thoughts but
she really seemed to be getting used to this. She tried on the
other two dresses. One was a very light blue with a bit of a
train and ruffled sleeves. The other was white and had short
puffy sleeves with gloves to match.
"We will take them all Jillian. Marie can decide which she will
wear to the cotillion. That will be another step in her
acceptance." Mrs. Anderson smiled and hugged her now beautiful
daughter. "See darling is it not the most divine feeling to be
all dressed up?"
Marie was crying out loud now.
Jillian came over and smiled. "You are much to pretty to ever be
a boy again Marie."
Jillian put the dresses in dress bags and the lingerie in a
shopping bag and mother and daughter went out of the shop and to
the car with their packages.
They returned home and Marie hung her new dresses in the closet
and put her new lingerie in her bureau. Tomorrow she would have
surgery and Tim would be gone forever. Marie sat on the edge of
her bed and began crying. Her mother came in and tried to comfort
her but the tears just got worse.
"There, there sweetheart, tomorrow it will be all over. You will
be on your way to womanhood. The doctor left us a message and
your appointment is for 9AM. Here is your pill. Now come help me
with dinner. You must learn to cook and keep a nice kitchen.
Perhaps someday you will be a housewife with a family."
Her mother smiled, and handed her a lace hanky to dry her tears.
Marie dabbed her eyes and her mother suggested she go to the
bathroom and freshen up before she came downstairs.
Marie freshened her makeup and dabbed a bit more perfume on. Did
she really do that? She was already becoming more girlish. Marie
came downstairs, her skirts swishing about her. Her mother
noticed the change in her manner and smiled. She was becoming her
daughter slow but sure. They cooked dinner together and engaged
in girl talk. After dinner they watched a bit of television and
after a fashion it was time for bed. Mrs. Anderson brought a
special package to Marie's room. In the box was a lovely pink
peignoir with matching mules with a three inch heel. Marie's eyes
became moist as she looked at the lovely feminine clothes before
her. Her mother helped her undress and Marie put on the lovely
nightgown. She felt so pretty. Female feelings were taking over.
She sat at her vanity and brushed out her hair as her mother
instructed her to do. Her mother insisted that she do this every
night before bed now. A girl has to take care of her hair.
Her mother woke her very early and told her to get ready as this
was to be a big day. Marie took extra care to do her makeup just
so and chose a pale blue satin dress for the day. After she was
satisfied with her appearance she took her clutch purse and her
matching wrap and went downstairs.
"Oh Marie you look positively radiant!"
Her mother was so pleased that her new daughter seemed to be
accepting her new role. They went to the doctor's office and
everything was in readiness for the procedure. Marie took off her
clothes and put on the hospital gown. She was then strapped into
the stirrups and her legs were spread apart. Marie was shaking as
the doctor took a hypodermic needle.
"This is just a local and it will make you numb from the waist
down Marie."
The doctor injected her and waited for the anesthetic to take
affect. Marie was fully conscious as the doctor began. She began
to cry even though she could not feel the scalpel. Each of her
testes were removed as the doctor and her mother smiled. What was
left of her genitals was sewed back between her legs so she could
no longer stand to urinate.
"That will do till you have your final surgery dear. You shall
never have a male orgasm now. The female hormones you are taking
will accelerate now and your breasts should start feeling very
sensitive in a week or so. That will mean they are growing."
The doctor put a dressing on the surgery and gave Marie a
sedative to let her sleep for a few hours so the stitches would
not be torn.
After a few hours Marie awoke and the doctor and her mother
helped her up. She had to walk carefully so as not to tear her
stitches. They helped her dress and then mother and daughter went
home. Marie lay in bed till the next day. She was careful for the
whole week and activities were kept to a minimum. Finally the day
arrived and her stitches were removed. Everything went well and
Marie was beginning to feel sensitive in and around her breasts.
It would be another week of training under her mother at home and
then it would be off to finishing school. Her attitude would be
completely female in a very short time.
Her mother said that she would visit midway through her schooling
to see how she was progressing and bring her some new things to
wear plus the debutante dress of her choice. Her petticoats were
packed along with her dresses. Her mother bought her matching
luggage in a lovely pastel pink. A large suitcase for her
petticoats and shoes, a cosmetic case, and small bag for her
lingerie. Her dresses were put in garment bags. Her mother drove
her to the train station and Marie was now on her own. The
headmistress of the school would send someone to meet her at the
train station when she arrived.
To be continued... if everyone likes it.
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