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I'd first like to say a big thanks to the person that gave me this idea for my story. Although I can't remember their name for the life of me, I have borrowed some ideas and situations from their original. It was from a story I read a while ago. I can't find the story now and if anyone has a clue as to who it was, please let me know so I can give them proper credit. [email protected] This story deals with adult situations and subject matter. If you are not of age, do not continue reading. All characters are fictional and do not represent anyone living or dead. This is my second attempt at writing so I hope you can forgive any errors I may make. With that said, enjoy a tale of youth, love, and understanding. Eric Helps Out By Kristy Quinn It was a bright, sunny Friday morning when Eric awoke to the sounds of the upcoming day. Just one more day of high school, he thought, and then he was free for the summer. He sprang up and out of his bed listening to his mother preparing breakfast. He quickly got dressed in his school uniform and ran down stairs to start the day. He greeted his mother with a little hug and sat at the kitchen table. From the corner of her eye, his mother looked at her only child sitting there eating. She was a little upset that he didn't have a father figure around. His father was killed 5 years earlier in a freak accident at work. It was hard on both of them but they found a way to cope with the loss. If he did have a male figure around, maybe he wouldn't have grown his hair so long or maybe he would be into more manly things like sports or cars. Not that he was strange in any way, he seemed like any other teen boy from his school but she did wish he would gain a little more weight and muscle tone. The boy was only about 5'7" and 120 pounds soaking wet. At the age of 16 he should be a little more masculine but she knew it would all end up fine in the end. He was just developing a little slower then most boys his age. While Eric was eating he heard voices coming from outside near the street, followed by a few loud bangs. He asked his mother about it and she said it was their new neighbors that were moving in. After eating he went over to the window and peered out. He saw a moving truck and two men that were unloading boxes and furniture. A woman was standing in the doorway of the home they were moving into, calling out to the men where each box should go. He couldn't tell from that distance but from what he saw she looked very pretty and also very pregnant. He was about to ask his mother what she knew about them when she interrupted his thoughts. "You're going to be late Eric." He quickly agreed, grabbed his books and headed out the door. The last day of school is always a joke. Not much to do, no homework and no lessons. It was pure boredom in his book. The day crept by at a snail's pace but finally 3:30 rolled around and it was over. After saying his goodbyes to his classmates and teachers he scurried back home to start his long awaited summer vacation. Upon arriving home, he saw that his mother was talking to the woman he had seen this morning. He walked up to them both and said "Hiya, I'm Eric." His mother introduced the woman as Kristy Quinn. They both said their hellos to each other and the threesome started a casual conversation. During the talk, Eric kept glancing down at the woman belly. It was so big it almost looked like she swallowed a beach ball. Kristy noticed his stare. "I'm due any time now. Both Thomas and I are thrilled were having twins, a boy and a girl." Eric, not knowing what to say, simply said that's great, I'm happy for you two. His mother sensing a little discomfort in talking about things he didn't really understand, mentioned that maybe he should help Thomas out a little. After all, the helpers they had were gone and they had the last of the things from the last trip still in the truck. Eric didn't really want to but, what the heck, he didn't have much else to do except play video games and watch TV (his favorite pastime) and said sure. Kristy looked up and saw Thomas coming from house to grab a few more boxes and called to him. Thomas came over and offered Eric his hand. They shook hands as Kristy introduced them. At first glance, Thomas thought Eric was a girl with his long hair and thin small frame. He was about to tell him he was pretty before realizing he made a mistake. Kristy broke the awkward silence. "Eric here is willing to give us a hand." Thomas looked at the boy, thinking he was glad the heavy stuff is done. This kid didn't look like he can even lift 50 pounds. He motioned for Eric to follow and off they went. Kristy turned to Eric's mother and said "I'm sorry I don't think I caught your name." "Oh, I'm sorry. I must have forgotten. I'm Amber, Amber Lynn." "Well it's nice to meet both of you and I'm glad we finally have some nice neighbors for a change." Amber said likewise and they both retreated into Eric's house to continue getting to know each other. Eric and Thomas were busy getting the last few things from the truck and bringing them into the house. The box the Eric was carrying was labeled bedroom in pink letters, so he asked Thomas where the bedroom was. He called out it's at the top of the stairs, second door on your right. Eric climbed the stairs and entered the room. As he stepped into the room he didn't notice the few other boxes that were lined up on the floor in front of him. He tripped over them and fell face first on the box he was carrying. The box ripped and the contents fell out. At first he was a bit startled and checked his body for any cuts or bruises. Finding only a little rug burn on his knee he started to gather up the things that had fallen from the torn box. Then it hit him. It was full of Kristy's under things. Panties, bras, slips, stockings, nighties were sitting on the floor and on his lap. It was all so weird to touch. He hadn't ever seen anything like these before. Sure his mom had under things but nothing like this. Everything was made of silk, satin and lace. As he was putting them back in the box he couldn't help but feel how soft and silky everything was. Then, thinking about the pretty lady that owned these things made his heart leap and before he knew it he started to get a familiar feeling between his legs. He was actually getting hard just touching these things. He sat there for a moment in a kinky haze when he heard Thomas calling up to him and asking what was taking so long. He froze on the spot and called down that he was fine and he was just arranging a few things. That was an understatement. As he was putting the things back quickly a thought dawned on him. What if Thomas or Kristy thought he opened the box on purpose? They would think he was some kind of pervert that just wanted to see and feel her stuff. He pushed the thought out of his head and put the box back together as best he could. After that was done, he walked back downstairs, still embarrassed that he was a little hard even after calming himself down. How could those clothes have such an impact on him? He pushed it out of his head and asked Thomas if there was anything else he could do. "Nope that's it, kiddo. All we have now is to unpack." "OK, I'll see ya around." Eric replied and headed for the door. All the time he was thinking, does Thomas know? Could he know? No he couldn't. It was all in his head. --- A few days went by and Eric and his mother got to know the new couple a little better. During a get together at their house for dinner Kristy told them that they used to live in the town just north of here but the house was too small to have little ones running around. She mentioned that it was love at first sight. They had only gone out one time and Thomas popped the question. It was that first night also that she had gotten pregnant. Eric's mother was a little taken back at that and didn't know how to react. Of course they didn't know it at the time but it all worked out when she found out a month later, the day before their wedding. Amber didn't understand how it all happened so fast but was glad they were happy. Kristy was a very loving wife and Thomas is a very caring husband, even if he was a little old fashioned. Both of them being a little younger then Amber and a lot older then Eric, she decided not to press the issue, as they were both grown adults and didn't need anyone telling them what was right or wrong. Eric sat in silence, mostly, not knowing or caring about any of this lovey-dovey stuff. He was still a little ashamed and excited about that day he "helped out" He couldn't get the thought out of his head about what he had seen and felt that day. It was all so strange to him. One night when his mother was at work he decided to see if he would have the same reactions to his mother's things. He climbed the steps to her room and walked in. He went straight to her dresser drawer and began to snoop through it. He found a few pairs of panties and a few bras. Nothing like he saw of Kristy's. Mostly they were cotton and dull. His mother was a "bigger type of girl", not fat but nothing like Kristy either. He took out the prettiest ones he could find and sat on her bed. Feeling them and trying to act the way he did those few nights ago. He did start to feel a little excited but it wasn't the same. He guessed it was because the things were his mother's and he couldn't think of them in a sexy way. Frustrated, he gave up and put them back in the drawer. Just then he heard screaming. He bolted up and ran downstairs to look out the window. He saw Thomas first. He was carrying a few things from their house and putting them in the car. Then he went back and helped Kristy walk out of the house. Eric, being the gentleman his mother raised him to be, ran out of the house and asked if there was anything he could do. Thomas looked at him and said its time - the babies are coming. They had to get to the Hospital. He didn't have time to lock up or turn off the lights. Would you? Eric said sure no problem. Thomas threw him a set of keys and said he would call later. With that they got in their car and sped away. Eric stood there for a moment, hoping everything worked out OK for them. Then, looking at the open door of the house he decided he better go close it and lock up like he was asked. When he got inside he started turning off the lights and making sure no appliances were left on. After he finished he started to leave. It hit him that this would be a once in a lifetime chance for him to try out what he was thinking about for these few days. To see if the clothes would still have an effect on him or was it just a freak one time thing. He closed the front door and locked it. Leaving the lights off, he walked upstairs to that second bedroom on the right. It was pretty dark. He couldn't see much but he did notice that the room had changed very much since the last time he saw it. The room looked lived in. There were dressers, (two of them) night stands and a bed. He saw that there was a small light on one of the nightstands near the bed so he decided to turn it on, it shouldn't be too bright. Once he turned it on he walked right over to one of the dressers. He opened one of the drawers and found it full of male clothing. This must be Thomas's, he thought. He closed the drawer and walked to the next one. Once he opened it his eyes went wide. His heart started to beat out of his chest. He hit the jackpot! There they were all of the thing he had seen and a few more. With a dry mouth and a shaky hand he started to pull out a few bras, panties, stockings, even a little baby blue nightie. It all felt so good in his hands. His dick was getting harder by the second. With all of the treasures he walked backwards and sat on the bed. He brought one of the bras made of silk up to his face. The cool silk brushed against his burning cheek and he let out a silent moan. His dick was rock had in his pants the whole time. He started to rub the silk all over his body where his skin was exposed. On his arms his hands, his neck, everywhere. Then he lifted his shirt a little and started to rub it on his stomach. It sent chills up his spine. He gently put it down and took off his T-shirt. Then he resumed rubbing it all over his body. When he got to his nipples, he almost died. He thought to himself this is incredible. I can see why girls wear this stuff. It's so nice against the skin. The word 'wear' rung in his head and he decided to see what it felt like to wear some of this stuff. He removed the rest of his clothes and brought the bra to his chest once again. Only this time he was trying to put it on. He had seen his mother do it when he was little so he sort of knew what to do. He turned it inside out and upside down and clasped it in front. Then he pulled it around and slipped his arms through the straps. With that done he started to rub his nipples through the silk and it sent him into heaven. He was close to coming and he hadn't even touched himself yet. Next he picked up a pair of panties that matched the color and style of the bra. They were red with black trim and lace. He stood up and slid one leg into them and he started to feel a burning sensation it shot through his body and he started to cum. It caught him off guard. He tried to cup the front of his cock with his hand to catch it but some leaked out onto the pile of pretty femininity. Shocked and a little embarrassed he walked to the adjoining bathroom where he washed off the cum from his hand. He saw himself in the mirror and smiled. He actually liked what he saw. He looked good with a bra on. With his long hair and small frame he could have passed for a girl right there with nothing else. Reality brought him back to earth when he realized that he still had to clean up his mess. He went back into the bedroom, gathered up all the things that had gotten a little dirty and proceeded to hand wash them in the sink. With that done he dried them with a hair dryer and put them back as best he could. He left the house that night trying to figure out when he was going to be able to experience that again. That night he went to bed with a smile on his face and a new dream in his heart. --- The next morning when he awoke he overheard his mother on the phone with someone. She was crying and saying "Oh God no." over and over again. He knew that something was horribly wrong so he bolted up and ran to his mother who was just hanging up the phone. He stared at her for a moment then said, "What's wrong mom?" She replied very weakly "It's Kristy.. She.. She.. died" Eric was floored. He had no idea what to say. His mouth just dropped open. His mother continued by saying there was a complication in childbirth. Something went terribly wrong and she didn't survive. Eric quickly thought of the babies. He asked what about the twins? His mother replied only one survived. The baby boy. Eric was stunned. He didn't know what to think. The only time He'd ever dealt with death was when he lost his father. That was 5 years ago and he didn't really understand the whole thing then. Oh my, he thought, what about Thomas. What's he going to do now? His mother left the room crying, saying to herself "Too young, so young and poor Thomas." Eric went to his room and cried a little too. It's not like he knew her for years or anything but it was just a very sad situation. Almost a week went by and he hadn't seen Thomas. The lights were never on in the house so he figured he's probably spending time with his family. His mother was invited to the funeral and went. Eric didn't really want to go. He just couldn't bring himself to. Two weeks had passed when he finally saw Thomas driving up to the house. He watched as he parked the car and got the baby out of the back car seat and entered his house. After an hour or so Eric decided it's a good time to go and talk to Thomas and see if he needed anything. It was the least he could do for the man that went through so much pain in such a short time. He walked to the front door and knocked. After a few seconds he knocked again. It didn't seem like Thomas wanted to talk so he started to turn and walk away when the door opened behind him. "Oh, I'm sorry Eric, I was putting the baby to sleep and I didn't want to disturb him." Eric turned and said "Thats OK. I was just wondering if there was anything I could do for you." "Well, that you very much. I can't think of anything right now but maybe..." Then he stopped and thought for a minute. "Hey," he continued, "Do you think your mom would let you babysit for me? Some of the guys at work are going out tonight and they insist I come with them." Eric thought about it for a minute then said "Yeah sure, that's fine. What time do you want me to come over?" Thomas looked at his watch and said "How about 2 hours from now?" "OK, cool. I'll see ya then." Eric went back to his house and told him mom what he was doing that night. She gave him a big hug and said "You're such a good boy Eric. I guess I raised you right." After the two hours, Eric walked over to the house and knocked. Thomas called for him to come in. "Eric, you don't have to knock. Just think of my home as your home, too." "OK, cool. Thanks." When he saw Thomas he was a little taken back. Sure, he was a good looking guy and Eric knew that, but when he saw him all dressed up in a suit and tie he looked like a model. He was very handsome. Eric pushed those thoughts out of his head. "So where are you off to tonight?" "Well, I don't really know. The guys said it's a surprise and they are taking me out on the town to try and take my mind off of things." Eric knew what he was talking about he wanted to say he was sorry for the whole thing but he figured it would be better to let Thomas work it out in his own way with time. Thomas was walking out the door and told him there was some soda in the fridge and some snacks in the kitchen if he got hungry. "If little Thomas starts crying, try and feed him his bottle. You do know how to take care of a baby, don't you?" "Sure I do. I used to babysit for my aunt a bunch of times and if I ever have a problem my mom is right across the street." "Great. I shouldn't be too long I'll try and be back by 11:00." "Don't worry about it. Stay out as long as you want. I'll be fine." With that Thomas left and closed the door. Eric went in to check on the baby. He was sleeping soundly and he didn't want to wake him so he left quietly. He sat in the living room and started to watch some TV. Nothing was on that he was interested in so he just started to flip through the channels. He stopped for a second when he saw a very pretty girl wearing nothing but a bra and panties. He watched for a little bit and found out it was an ad for Victoria's Secret. His mind started to wonder a bit and those familiar feelings started to come to the surface. He wondered if Thomas had gotten rid of Kristy's clothes yet. He figured that he probably had but he just wanted to be sure. He walked up to the bedroom and opened the door. Everything seemed the same. He walked over to the drawer that had his attention the last time he was here and opened it. Wow. It's all still here. Everything was still there, untouched from the last time. "Wow!" he thought again and started to pull the things out once again. He stopped momentarily and thought this is wrong. I shouldn't be doing this not after what just happened. But his dick was telling him differently. He couldn't bring himself to put them back. After taking out that same red and black silk bra and panties he sat on the bed and started his previous ritual. He stopped and thought - no not this time. I don't want what happened last time to happen again not before I actually get them all on. He quickly striped down to his birthday suit and took the pair of panties first. He slipped his legs into them and pulled them up. It was electric. "Wow!" he thought. I can't believe what these clothes do to me. After a few seconds of realization he picked up the bra and fastened it the way he had before. "Wow again," he thought he made it further then last time. His dick was rock hard through the silk panties. He wanted to go a bit further so he started to look around for something else. Then he saw a closet he hadn't noticed before. Walking over to it, dwelling on the silky feel of the panties and the bra, he opened it and saw that it was split in half, half was for Kristy's things and half for Thomas. He closed the half with Thomas's things and opened up wide Kristy's. It was full of dresses, some long some short but all extremely pretty. Reaching into the back he felt something very soft. Pulling it out, he was in love. It was a black little dress, satin on top and loose flowing material in the skirt almost like nylon but opaque. He had to try it on. It was like it was calling to him. He lifted it above his head ad put his arm through letting it fall over and on his body. Putting his arms through the sleeves he noticed it had a zip up back. After a little fidgeting, he finally managed to zip it all the up. It felt so nice on his body. It was tight in the chest and loose in the skirt. It was like heaven to him. He started to swirl around a little to feel the skirt against his legs. He wanted to see what he looked like so he went over to a small desk that had a big mirror over it. It also had a chair in front. When he saw himself it wasn't what he expected. He thought he was going to see plain old Eric in a dress but it wasn't. Sure it was him, but he looked like a pretty young girl. Sort of like what he would expect his twin sister to look like if he had one. He stood there staring for what seemed like forever. He felt a little weak in the knees so he sat down in the chair. Then he noticed a hair brush sitting on the desk. He picked it up as if in a trance and started to brush his long brown hair into a feminine looking style. He started to pretend he was a teen girl getting ready to go out on a date. The date didn't have a face or a gender, but he knew he wanted to be pretty for it. He was lost in his train of thought when his hand brushed up against a drawer of the little dresser he was sitting at. He slowly opened it and found it full of all sorts of cosmetics. There were lipsticks, eye liners, blushes, eye shadows, mascara, and foundations. He had seen his mother use them before and he sort of knew what each was for. His cock was so hard now it was leaking pre-cum. He could feel the wetness in the front of the panties. He reached in the drawer and pulled out some mascara and some lipsticks. He opened the mascara and began to gently apply it to his lashes. First one, then the other. Looking in the mirror at his new eyes he was surprised at how much it accented them. It made his lashes jump out and seem so long. He had seen girls in school that didn't even have eyes that looked this good. He picked up the eyeliner and was just about to apply it when he glanced at the clock. "Oh no," he thought "Its 10:30 and Thomas said he was coming home by 11:00." Oh well, he didn't have time for the rest this time but he was sure he would get my chance later. He put the liner away with the mascara and was about to put the lipstick away as well when he realized lipstick is fast and it's not too hard to put on. So he picked it back up. pulled off the top and twirled the bottom until it swiveled up with all its red shiny glory. With one hand rubbing softly his hard cock through its girly confines, he brought it to his lips and started to apply it ever so carefully across his lips. First the bottom one then the top, being careful to trace the little bow of his upper lip as he's seen his mother do a ton of times. When finished he pressed them together and smeared it in good giving himself a little kiss in the end. Looking in the mirror at a very pretty 16 year old girl making kissy faces at him he almost came. He had been on the verge ever since he stepped into the panties, which seems like ages ago. He was just about to pull up the dress and take his cock out for some much needed relief when he heard the sound of little Thomas crying. He quickly shot up and started out of the room glancing at the clock. It was only 10:40. He still had 20 minutes, so he hurried to the baby's room feeling the swoosh of his dress with every step. He entered and turned on the light. There was little Thomas lying there, crying his little eyes out. Eric quickly but gently picked him up into his arms. He started to bounce him ever so gently saying "It's OK, shhh, shhh now, it's OK. Mommy's here now." He froze in his tracks. Why did he just say that? "This is weird." he thought "I guess it's just the way I'm dressed. I feel like a real girl and I know that all girls have a maternal instinct. I guess that's it. Right now this little baby needs a mommy and I'm as close as he's gonna get right now." So Eric continued with his consoling. "It's OK honey, mommy's here. Be a big boy for mommy OK? Are you hungry, sugar? Let mommy get you some ba ba. OK? He walked out of the room and started down the stairs. All the time saying "It's OK sugar, mommy's here we'll get you your ba ba." Once they entered the kitchen, Eric looked around for the baby formula. He found some in the fridge but knew he had to warm it up. So he ran it under warm water till it was ready. After filling the bottle to its suggested level he brought it to little Thomas's lips and he began to drink right away. Eric was tilting his head and saying "There's mommy's big boy. See mommy made it all better." After a few minutes little Thomas started to doze off again. So Eric walked slowly up stairs and put him back in his crib. Before leaving he bent over and gave little Thomas a kiss on the forehead. He sang softly, "Hush little baby don't say a word. Mommy's gonna buy you a..." Eric closed the door half way and smiled to himself. He actually felt like a real girl and a real mommy to boot. He wasn't even horney anymore. His dick went soft shortly after hearing little Thomas crying. The clothes he was wearing were really sexy and he knew he looked good in them but they weren't turning him on like before. Now they felt right, like he should be wearing them. They had started to feel natural to him. He didn't have to wear them to look sexy for himself and make him horny but to perhaps look sexy for someone else. In his dreamy haze he remembered that Thomas was due home any minute. He quickly ran back into the bedroom and started to undress. He really didn't want to but he also knew that he'd have more chances to try this out. He dashed into the bathroom after putting back all the clothes and getting dressed in his own and started to clean his face. It was a little difficult to get the mascara off, it must have been waterproof or something. Finally finished, he wiped the red lipstick from his lips. Then it hit him. He had given little Thomas a peck on his little head. There must be a little lipstick kiss there. Just then he heard the front door open. His head was spinning. How would he explain this to Thomas? Oh sorry I had a friend over and she kissed him? No that wouldn't work, he knows I don't really have any friends, let alone girls. Then he thought well maybe I can say my mom was over to check up on me and did it when she left.. Yeah that's it. But wait. He talks to my mom everyday he's bound to ask her about it if just to say that's for checking up on my little one. Oh no I think I'm stuck. Wait I just tell him that I was wearing his dead wife's clothes and makeup because I think I'm really a girl and they turned me on at first but now I love them. YEAH RIGHT! Eric walked out of the bathroom slowly, ready for a barrage of questions he couldn't answer. Thomas was coming out of little Thomas's nursery when he saw Eric. "Oh there you are. I thought you may have fallen asleep or something. Babysitting can be a pretty boring job for a young boy." Well if he suspects something he's not letting on, thought Eric. "Yeah I almost fell asleep but I wanted to stay awake till you got home in case little Thomas needed something." "That's good," replied Thomas. "Here ya go." He reached his hand in his pocket and pulled out a twenty. Eric stopped him. "No, its fine. I had fun you don't have to pay me at all. I'm doing it as a favor. In fact, if you ever need a baby sitter again you know where I am." Thomas looked at him again and said "OK, you got a deal. How about next Friday?" Eric thought for a second and said "Sure what time? "We'll talk about that later in the week." "Can I go say bye to little Thomas?" "Sure kid, just don't wake him." Eric walked into the baby's room and went right to him, looking at his forehead. There it was plain as day. A red lipstick kiss right where he left it. Eric reached down and gently rubbed it off with his thumb, careful not to wake the baby. Little Thomas stirred a bit but Eric gently started to say "It's ok sugar. Be a good boy for mommy while she's gone." and walked out the door. He said his goodbyes to Thomas, who was taking off his shirt to get ready for bed. Eric was a little bit startled at what he saw. The man was built like a model. Not just the face but the body. It sent a little chill up his spine and he noticed he started to get a little hard. He quickly tore his gaze from the man. "See ya. I'll talk to ya later" "OK kid. Goodnight." As he left Eric thought maybe he didn't notice the kiss. I mean it wasn't that big. Was it? Eric, later that night trying to sleep just couldn't stop thinking about what had happened. First he was just a normal everyday boy on the block. Then, he found out that he has a fetish for female clothing and now he can't stop thinking about a way to really become a girl. It all happened so fast. What was he gonna do? He really liked being a girl and a mommy. After what seemed like forever he finally fell asleep with the last thing he saw before he left their house. Wow that man has a body. To be continued. Soon.