Jennifers New Life
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My 16th birthday changed my life. I'll tell you how in a minute,
but let me share the story of how this change came to be. I lived alone
with my dad, after my mom and 18-year-old sister Jennifer had left. They
had just packed a few clothes, snacks and accessories, then left. Mom
never told us where she and Jenn were going, and we haven't heard from
them since. That was a year ago. Now, Dad and I are doing fine, and
Jenn's room and Mom's stuff have been left the same as the day they
left. Dad barely ever enters Jennifer's room anymore. I, on the other
hand, do. You see, Jenn had a lot of books. Before she left, we had
spent countless nights reading together on her bed. She had everything:
fantasy, science fiction, non-fiction, you name it. Now, since it's just
me, I occasionally go in to grab a book. This may seem pretty normal,
but that was what sparked the beginning of the change.
One day, I was in Jenn's room looking for a book, just as I always
did. Dad was at work. I then started thinking if she had any books in
places other than the bookshelf. I looked under her bed, but it was just
boxes of old toys. I opened her closet, and saw a couple of boxes at the
bottom. I figured I had found more books. Boy, was I wrong. I pulled the
first box out of the closet and set it on the floor. I opened it up, and
found that there was a layer of newspaper covering whatever it was that
was inside. I shrugged, figuring Jennifer wanted to keep dust off the
books. I lifted the newspaper up and tossed it aside. I looked back in
the box and was immediately disappointed. It was a pile of fabric,
sheets of different colours. I pulled a green one out, to see if there
was anything under it. I was careless, however, as it unrolled. I then
saw that it was not a sheet of fabric, but a dress. The one I picked up
was a simple sundress. I folded it up again and put it on Jenn's bed. I
reached in again and pulled out a blue dress. It was an evening dress,
with a long wavy skirt. I folded that one as well and put it with the
green one. The next one I picked out stunned me. It was the gown from my
sister's sixteenth birthday party. It was silk, floor-length, with thin
straps and a low neckline. It was a nice, warm pink colour. I laid the
dress on the bed without folding it. I then got a strange feeling
inside, and I tried to shake it off. I felt that I had to have that
dress. I looked over at the mirror, trying to picture my self in the
dress. My almost-black hair had grown to shoulder-length, as I had let
it grow, being able to do so freely without my mom bugging me to get a
hair cut. I wore it in a ponytail most of the time, just to keep it out
of the way. My face wasn't as wide as most other boys and my facial hair
hadn't grown very much. A little while after Jenn and Mom left, people
started noticing that I was starting to look somewhat like Jennifer. We
were siblings after all. I went over to the dresser and opened the
drawers. I saw all of Jenny's underwear, and picked out a pair of pink
panties and a bra. I went back to her closet and grabbed some 1-inch
high-heeled shoes. Jennifer and I had about the same size feet. I went
over to the bed and laid down the items I had gathered. I stripped out
of my clothes and laid them on the floor. I took the panties and slid
them up my legs, enjoying the feel of the material against my bare legs.
I then made a laughable attempt to put the bra on. After several tries,
I managed to fasten it behind my back. I adjusted it over my chest, then
picked up the dress. I gently bunched it up and stepped into it. I
pulled it up my body, admiring the coolness of the silk. I slipped my
arms through the straps and let it rest on my shoulders. I reached
behind and pulled the zipper up. I then noticed, in the box, a purse
that was the same colour as the dress. I picked it up, but it was upside
down, and a pair of gloves fell out. I picked them up, then pulled them
on my hands. I put the purse over my shoulder then went into the
bathroom that was just off of Jenn's room. I found all of her make-up in
the cabinet. I decided that I was only going to try lipstick, until I
could get more practice. I grabbed the tube with my gloved hand and
opened it. I twisted the tube, and the bright red lipstick rose. I, as
gently as possible, drew the lipstick around my lips. I then took a
tissue and did what I had seen Jennifer do at so many parties and
dinners. I combed my hair with Jenn's brush and stepped back into Jenn's
room. I stood in front of the floor-length mirror. I was absolutely
shocked. I saw Jennifer staring back at me, looking the same way she did
two years ago. I turned to get a better look, and suddenly thought that
I almost looked better in the gown than she did. I then heard the door
creak behind me, and my dad shout out. I obviously hadn't heard him pull
in the driveway.
"Oh my God! Jennifer, you're back! Where is your mother?"
"Dad, it's me. I'm not Jenn." He looked at me in shock, then ran
out of the room and down the stairs. I closed the door and locked it. I
sat down on the bed, and then realized that my heart was beating so fast
that it would have come through my chest if it were any faster. I calmed
myself down, then proceeded to take off the gown and underwear. I wiped
off my lips and changed back into my normal clothes. I went into my room
and sat down on my bed, thinking about what had just happened. After
half an hour of thinking, I felt the pangs of hunger. I went downstairs
and stepped into the kitchen. Dad was sitting at the table with a beer
in his hand. He hadn't had any alcohol since Mom left. I rooted around
in the fridge and grabbed an apple. I leaned on the counter. He spoke to
me without turning towards me.
"Son, I don't know why you did that. Maybe it's because you miss
your sister, or whatever. It's just you looked so much like Jennifer?"
He trailed off, then took a swig of his beer. I decided to speak up.
"Dad, I'm really sorry. I'll never do it again. I was just
curious." I took a bite of the apple, and Dad got up and turned to me.
"Let us never speak of this again. Let's just go on with our
lives." I nodded, and he left the room and went and watched TV. I took a
deep breath and calmed myself down, glad that this whole ordeal was
over.
A few months went by, and prom was approaching. This year it was
open to all seniors, not just the graduating grade 12's. I didn't have a
date yet, but I wasn't too concerned about it. My birthday was also
coming up, and it was a week before prom. That day when I turned 16, I
turned into a completely different person.
I woke up at around 8:00. I smiled, thinking of all the cool stuff
that I had asked for. I threw on a shirt and my robe and went
downstairs. Dad was making my favourite breakfast, pancakes and bacon,
just like he always did on my birthday. He smiled at me and wished me
happy birthday, and I sat down. He finished cooking, and he served the
food. We ate quietly, then Dad spoke up.
"OK, let's head into the living room, and you can open your
presents." I smiled and jumped up and ran into the living room. Sitting
on the floor were several small, wrapped boxes and one big one leaning
on the chair. I was excited, as this year I had asked for really cool
things. I sat down in my usual spot, and Dad sat in the chair that the
large box was leaning on. He picked it up and handed it to me. "Open
this one first. I think you'll like it." I ripped off the paper and was
a bit surprised to see a plain white box, with no label or anything. The
only writing I could see was a logo with the words "Tiffany Designs" and
a purple flower. I opened the box, and almost dropped it when I saw the
contents. In the box was a prom gown, bright pink, with a satin skirt
and a corset-style top with spaghetti straps. I looked up at Dad, and he
was smiling.
"I know you liked what you saw when you were wearing Jennifer's
birthday gown, so I thought you should have your own. I hope you like
it." I just stared at him. "I have other gifts. If you don't like them,
I still have the receipts, and we can return everything." He handed me
the other small boxes, and I opened them one by one. There was a pair of
pink panties, stockings, a purse, and a necklace with a small jewel
hanging from it. There was also a full make-up kit, and a pair of pink
high heels. The last thing was a pair of realistic breast forms. They
were the big shocker. Dad was almost in tears. "If you don't want to use
those, you don't have to. I bought them just in case." I nodded, and got
up and hugged him. "Go get changed, I have something special planned for
tonight." I nodded, too teary to talk, and gathered everything and ran
up to Jennifer's room. I stripped and stepped into the bathroom. I found
a bottle of hair removal gel that Jenn used on her legs. I got an idea
at that point. I squirted some into my hands and rubbed it up and down
my legs. I then rubbed it on my arms and finally, I rubbed some into my
pubic hair. I waited the 15 minutes required for the stuff to work, then
stepped into the shower. As I rinsed myself off, all of my body hair
just fell away. I had to pick at the drain several times to avoid
clogging it. By the time I was clean of the gel, all the hair below my
neck was gone. I used one of Jenn's lotions, and by the time I stepped
out of the shower, my skin was as smooth as the day I was born. I dried
my hair and stepped back into the bedroom. I went over to the bed where
I had left my gifts. I grabbed the panties and pulled them up my smooth
legs. I took the stockings and rolled them up my legs. They felt
incredibly soft on my legs. I took the breast forms and read the
instructions. They came with application glue. I applied some to the
forms, and pressed them onto my chest. When the glue had dried, I took
the cream that came with the forms and blended them into my skin, so
even if I was naked, you couldn't tell that they were fake. I took a
quick peek into the mirror, and saw a beautiful naked girl staring back.
I turned around and picked up the gown, unfolding it as I did. I was the
most beautiful dress I had ever seen, and I had been watching girls and
what they wore for some time now. I had started doing this a few days
after I was caught in Jenn's dress. At every party and dance I went to,
I looked at the dresses and outfits that the girls were wearing, and
secretly wished that I was wearing them, and dancing with the boys. I
held the gown in front of me and stepped in front of the mirror. It
looked even better in front of me. I slipped it over my head and let it
rest on my shoulders. I adjusted the straps and positioned the top so it
sat snug on my breasts. I went into the bathroom with the make-up kit
and opened it. It had plenty of pictures on the case, so I took out
everything and started working. I applied lipstick, blush, eyeliner, and
anything else I saw in the pictures. When I was done, I looked like an
actress. I walked back out and slipped on the high heels. I put the
necklace on and grabbed the purse. I put a few basic make-up items in
and some tissues, then grabbed the brush from Jenn's dresser. I combed
my hair into a wavy style, using the water from my shower to keep the
shape. I found a bottle of hair spray and carefully sprayed my shiny
hair. I then looked in the mirror and almost got an erection from the
beautiful girl standing there. I smiled and opened the door and went
downstairs. Dad had changed into a suit, and he stood when I entered the
room. His jaw almost hit the floor when he saw me.
"Wow! You look great. Jennifer, I never knew that the gown would
look this good on you. Oh, do you mind if I call you Jennifer? You look
so much like her, and she's not even here." I nodded, happy that he
liked how I looked. "OK, now it's dinner time. We're going to the
fanciest restaurant in town." I was shocked.
"What if someone recognizes me? It's going to be a bit hard
explaining your son in a prom gown." Dad smiled, and he explained as we
walked out to the car.
"If anyone asks, you're just Jennifer visiting with your mother,
but your brother is with your mom. Simple as that." We got in the car,
as I agreed to go. We drove into the city and stopped at Chez Pierre,
one of the best restaurants in Toronto. I was nervous as we pulled into
the parking lot. Dad handed me a light pink jacket, and I slipped it on.
We stepped out of the car and went into the restaurant. Dad had made
reservations, and we were seated immediately. I got compliments from the
person who seated us and plenty of stares from everyone as we walked to
our table. At the table, I put my jacket on my chair back and sat down,
smoothing my skirt beneath me as I sat. We ordered, and I had a
wonderful chicken dinner. Dad and I were chatting to no end, and it
seemed like only 5 minutes before we got up to leave. Dad paid the bill,
and I put on my jacket and we headed home. When we got in the door, Dad
went immediately to the kitchen.
"I'm going to pour out some wine, you want some?" I called out,
"yes", and he came back in with two glasses of red wine. He sat in his
favourite chair, and took a sip of his wine. I downed it in one gulp.
Dad laughed. "Whoa, you don't want to take it in to fast, you'll knock
yourself right out." He smiled, then patted his lap. I went over and sat
on his lap and put my arms around his neck. He started to gently tickle
me at my waist, then he reached his other hand under my skirt and
started moving up my leg. I started laughing, but realized that I had to
pee.
"Dad, please stop, I have to go to the bathroom." He nodded, and I
got up and went to the little girl's room, making sure to sit down and
not get my skirt dirty. I came back and sat back down on his lap. He
whispered in my ear.
"Honey, I want you to be Jennifer for the whole night. I want you
to do everything that she did. I want you to be my girl." I was a bit
puzzled, especially when I felt something poke into my thigh. "See what
you do to me?" He opened his fly, and his penis popped out. I was
shocked. Dad pushed me onto the floor gently, and I kneeled in front of
him. "Go on, give it a kiss." A small drop had appeared on the tip of
his penis, and I leaned over and kissed the head, licking up the drop at
the same time. It had a very salty taste. Dad then pushed my head down,
and I opened my mouth to accept his engorged cock. I wrapped my crimson
lips around it and started sucking. Dad was moaning, and after 30
seconds, he pulled me off and stood me up. "That's enough of that. There
will be plenty of time for you to have cum later. Now I make you an
official girl." He turned me around and lifted my skirt. He pulled down
my panties, and I stepped out of them, taking off my shoes at the same
time. He lowered me over his lap and held me above his penis. "OK,
honey, now this will hurt a bit." He gently pulled me down, and his
penis pushed against my asshole. He then started slowly sliding in. He
was right, it hurt like a bitch.
"OWWWWW, DADDY!!!!! OWWWW!!!!" He pushed very gently, and soon the
head of his penis was in me, and he kept pushing. I bit my lip and tried
to relax my butt as much as possible. After a few seconds, he was half
in my rear. I kept crying out, and in no time at all, he was in my ass
all the way, and I was sitting on his balls. I got used to the pain and
took the lead, and I started to bounce up and down on his lap, sliding
his cock in and out of my asshole. Daddy starting moaning again, and
soon I heard him grunt. I stopped bouncing as he came in my ass, his
thick, creamy semen filling my rectum. It was a wonderful feeling, to
have a man inside me, filling my body with his essence. Daddy stopped
cumming, and I slid off of him and collapsed to the floor on my hands
and knees. Daddy took some tissues and pressed them against my butt,
holding the mess inside. I took the tissues from him and shuffled off to
Jennifer's, or rather, my room, and took off the dress. I wobbled into
the bathroom and sat on the toilet. I let the tissues fall, and Daddy's
cum spilled out. The smell was incredible, it was like he had cum on my
nose. I was ecstatic. I was now truly a girl, breasts, lost virginity
and everything.
THE END
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