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My name is Andy; this is a story in which I am made to wear a dress. At
the time I was 8 years old. My two sisters, Jenny and Becky, were 7 and
12. I have embellished the story a little, but the basic events
actually occurred.
A day at the Zoo
By Beth Ann
A day at the Zoo, what kid doesn't have memories of the Zoo.
Every spring mom would take the three of us to the Zoo; we would meet
there with my mom's sister, Aunt June and her girls Amy and Laura.
Laura was 7, the same age as my sister Becky and Amy was 10. I dreaded
seeing them again, you see, I was quite small and petite for my age,
Aunt June's girls were tall, athletic and seemed to get a kick out of
teasing me about my small size.
Every time we got together with Aunt June, Mom made a production out of
it. Mom had me wear a pair of my good pants and a shirt with a collar.
Jenny wore her favorite dress, mom love to get Jenny all dresses up and
gave her special attention for this visit, I don't who enjoyed the
cloths more, Jenny or Mom. Becky wore "grown up" cloths, she would no
longer allow Mom to dress her in "little girl" dresses as she called
them.
Jenny was excited about this trip; Aunt June had told Mom that she had
some nice cloths and things for Jenny, hand-me-downs from cousin Amy.
Amy always had the cutest cloths; Aunt June enjoyed dressing up her up
in girly outfits and took very good care of the frilly dresses. Some of
Jenny's best outfits came from Aunt June.
Finally, were ready to go, Mom warns us that it is two hour plus drive
and has us use the bathroom before we depart. I really hate it when Mom
does that; after all I was 8 years old. I can't wait until I grow
taller. I was nearly the same size as my sister Jenny. Sometimes people
will look at us and ask in a childish fashion, "and which one of you is
older"
It was a very long ride to the Zoo. I was in a bad mood and had been
fighting with Jenny and Becky, Mom was not happy with me. She wanted to
know why I was so cranky, I told her I wasn't looking forward to
spending all day with a bunch of girls and especially that loud mouth
Amy! As we were entering the parking lot, Mom warned me about me
behavior and made me promises not to fight with Amy and stay out of
trouble.
There they were waiting for us; we all got out of the car and did the
usual greetings, hugs, kisses and etc. Aunt June took a look at Jenny
and commented on cute her little dress was. Jenny loved the attention
and responded in a flirtatious manner giving aunt a big hug. As Amy
approached me I could see that look in her eye, I knew she was up to
something. She gave me a hug and lifted my feet up off the ground; she
let out a little giggle and put me down. She had grown since I had last
seen her and I had not, it just wasn't fair.
We made our way into the Zoo and began wandering through the various
displays. The girls talked non-stop and giggled a lot; Mom and Aunt
June were kind of in there own little world enjoying each other's
company. From time to time they would point out something of interest
and made sure the girls didn't completely ignore me. I moped along
showing little interest in anything. The older girls were actually
pretty nice; however I tried to keep my distance from Amy, I don't
think Mom wasn't too happy about but that. It appeared to the others
that Amy was trying to be nice, however every change she got she would
give me a little push; call me a sissy or something like that. A couple
of hours had past and everybody had seen about enough of the Zoo, we
decided to have our lunch.
Mom and aunt June sent us kids over to the picnic play ground area
while they retrieved and set out our lunch. The girls were over by the
swings talking and carrying on; I needed to get away from all that
giggling. Close by I noticed a fenced off construction area with a
small bulldozer inside. What would it hurt, I thought, I wanted to get
a closer look. Slipping away I climbed over the fence, I climbed up
onto the dozer to check it out. Now this was cool, climbing around the
back I was able to get a good look in the cab.
Uh-oh, I could hear Mom fast approaching, "GET OFF THAT THING" she
said. I climbed off the dozer and back over the fence. Shaking her
head, Mom turned me around "what am I going to do with you" she said
with a look of despair leading me over to the picnic area. I didn't
realize it but had I rubbed into some thick nasty grease while climbing
the dozer. I had grease on the back of my pants and shirt, a lot of
grease.
The others were over at the picnic table starting on lunch. I was
embarrassed as the girls made their various comments, Mom tried to wipe
off some of the grease but it made it worse. She made me sit on part of
a cardboard box so I wouldn't get grease on the picnic table bench. I
didn't think it was such a big deal as ate our lunch. In fact, lunch
was quite nice; we were hungry from so much walking and talked about
our favorite animals as we consumed our food.
It was getting late and we finished our lunch, we made our way back to
our cars. The girls were talking and getting ready to make their final
good byes. Mom and Aunt June were at the back of our car packing away
the picnic stuff and looking through the cloths Aunt June had brought
for Jenny.
Mom signaled for me to come over "Honey" she said "We have a real
problem here" "You got into a lot of grease climbing around on that
tractor thing, its all over your cloths, there is no way you can ride
in the car, you'll get grease everywhere"
"Look honey, your cloths are ruined, you're going to have to wear
something from these cloths Aunt June is giving us, you can't go naked"
There in front of me were 3 or 4 or Amy's old dresses and a bag with
shoes and other things.
"No way Mom" I barked out in protest "not a dress"
Mom was getting impatient, we had a long drive ahead of us "come on
honey, just pick one" Mom said. "There just cloths"
By this time Jenny and Amy realized what was going on and had come over
to the back of the car, with a giggle Amy offered to help me pick
something out. I was so embarrassed a tear came to my eye, I ran over
to the restrooms near the Zoo entrance.
I stood there in the bathroom trying to figure out a way to get out of
this mess, a minute or two went by and then I heard Mom at the door
"come out Andy NOW"
I reluctantly exited the bathroom, Mom grabbed my arm and pulled me
into the women's bathroom "You've ruined your cloths, you've been a
brat all day" she said with frustration "Its time to go home"
Mom pulled me into the corner of the bathroom and started to remove my
soiled cloths, I could see she had a dress and other things from the
car, "Please Mom" I protested, and "I don't want to wear a dress".
"Get over it, your lucky, I don't know what we would do if we didn't
have these cloths from Aunt June" Mom said, "Beside, its not first time
you've had a dress on"
There I stood in my underwear, shaking her head Mom tossed my pants and
shirt into the trash. Kneeling in front of me, she removed my socks and
tossed them along with my shoes into a plastic bag, she started working
a pair of thick white tights up my legs. "It's a little cool out,
you'll need these to keep your legs warm" she said. A tear had come to
my eye, I just put my head down while Mom pulled the tights all the up.
Next she placed a pair of shinny black shoes on my feet attaching them
with a little strap across the top.
Mom stood up and gave me a smile "turn around and hands up" she said. I
knew what was coming next; Mom guided my arms through the elasticized
sleeves and slid the dress down over my head. There were many little
buttons down the back of the dress, one by one she fastened them
fussing and tugging along the way. She pulled tight the sashes and tied
them at the small of my back. "Aww, aren't you a cute one" she said
leading me over to the sink. She had me wash my hands making sure every
trace of dirt and grease was gone "do you want to go play on that
greasy machine now" she said in condescending fashion as if talking to
a 3 or 4 year old. She was definitely aggravated with my actions and
behavior "you did this to yourself, you know" She said wiping my face
with a damp towel.
I looked at my reflection in the mirror; there I was dressed like as
little girl on her way to birthday party or something. It was a frilly
dress, mostly pink with a print pattern of spring flower in bright
pastel colors. The front bodice was smocked; it had an image of the sun
shining through a rainbow with little bunny rabbits. It was a short
dress with a high waist; there was an attached petti that kind of
fluffed it up a bit. The sleeves were short and puffy with lace
trimmings. I hated being so small, with my little legs in tights and
the shinny black Mary Janes on my feet I looked like a toddler.
Mom placed her hand on my shoulder "time to go, it's a long ride home,
the others are waiting" she said "don't make it hard on yourself, just
go along with it and don't forget good manors" Mom went on to tell me
that she didn't see what the big deal was, after all their just cloths
"in the past boys wore dresses well into their early years, I think is
cute to see a boy in a dress". "If you can't keep from trashing your
cloths, you may find yourself in a dress again", Mom warned.
"I'll try Mom," I said, thinking back to the last time she dresses me
up.
I could stall no longer; taking my hand Mom led me out of the bathroom.
We started across the parking lot back to our car, the dress with its
high waist and sash tied snugly around my torso felt strange. On the
way I caught some strange looks and a few giggles from a group of older
girls.
Aunt June and the girls had been patiently waiting for us, as we
approached the cars they piled out to have a look at me in the girly
outfit.
"Oh my" gushed Aunt June "your as cute as a button"
Amy and Laura were giggling along with my sisters "pretty dress Andy!"
piped Amy in a slow exaggerated fashion.
Jenny stepped next to me also in a cute little dress "this is what you
do Andy" she said, providing a demonstration "you hold your dress like
this, put your foot like this and curtsey" "that's how little girls say
thank you"
Completely overwhelmed and wanting nothing more then to get in the car
and go, I complied. Carefully holding the hem of the dress, I put one
foot back and gently bowed forward.
The girls giggled in delight, Mom made eye contact with me. With a
smile, she nodded in approval.
"Time to go home" she said
Wanting to please Mother and keep things moving I walked over to Aunt
June "thank you for bringing the extra cloths" I said sheepishly. "Your
welcome honey" she replied with a smile "dresses are special, I think
all boys should wear one, at least once" "after all, girls wear jeans,
don't they"
She was right, dresses were special, and boy cloths were all the same,
pants and tee shirt. I did feel special in the colorful and frilly
dress, at times I envied Jenny in her darling little outfits. Mom was
always cheerful and patient with Jenny offering encouragement and
helping her with activates, it appeared Jenny amused Mom and provided
her enjoyment. I tried to please Mom, but most of the time I ended up
in some kind of trouble. I think Mom liked girls better then boys; it
sure seemed like it to me.
I had started to relax and was a little more comfortable in the dress
and tights. After a few more comments regarding my "Pretty Dress" we
made our final good byes.
My big sister Becky could see the change in my demeanor and apparently
decided to have some fun with it "come along princess" She said
sweetly. Taking my hand she helped me into the car and secured my lap
belt. "Big sister will take care of you". I gave her a little smile as
she sat next to me in the back of the car; I wasn't used to attention
from her, let alone such kind actions.
We were on our way home now, it was going to be a long ride, Mom told
us all to settle in and behave. She had brought along a travel bag with
some coloring books, crayons, and a few other things, mostly intended
for Jenny. Looking through the stuff, Becky found items to keep Jenny
and I occupied. With encouragement from Becky, I colored in some pages
from one of the books, it seemed a little juvenile, but in a strange
way I enjoyed it.
Mom and Jenny were talking upfront occasionally glancing back giving me
funny looks
"Andy; do you remember when we played sister twin" she asked with a
smile "well, your all dressed up, let's play sister twin again". You
see, last spring Mom caught me trying on one of Jenny's dresses; she
wouldn't let me take it off until I played with Jenny. (See story
SISSTSRS PARTY DRESS by Beth Ann).
I had secretly thought about being dressed and treated liked like a
little girl, however I was too embarrassed to admit it. With further
encouragement from Becky and Mom, I reluctantly agreed.
"Ok Jenny, I'll play sister twin" I said, trying to be brave. Jenny and
Becky were all smiles; it was obvious they liked seeing me in a dress.
"I love it!" said Becky "I always wanted two little sisters" Becky was
looking over Jenny and I, fussing with my dress. "You know, you two
kind of do look like twins"
We were all getting along quite nicely, Becky and Mom were giving the
"twins" lots of attention, I liked the gentle and childish way in which
we were be treated. Becky had us playing some silly games, I did feel
special.
Almost half way home and we were staring to get bored; Becky took
another look through the travel bag and found some of Jenny's barrettes
and a brush. "Time to fix your hair princess" She said with a smile. I
was tired and had no fight left in me, besides now was my chance to be
treated like a little girl, hair and all.
Becky frequently fixed up Jenny's hair and knew just what to do; she
carefully brushed out my hair commenting that she was jealous of my
"sweet little curls". My hair was naturally curly and I was over due
for a hair cut. Becky fooled with my hair for what seemed like a long
time, finally she was finished.
"There you go princess," she said giving me a little pat on the head. I
leaned over to find myself in the rearview mirror, I couldn't believe
my eyes, Becky had neatly parted my hair down the middle, she brushed
out and fluffed up the curls securing two pink barrettes. Each held in
place a wave of curly hair, almost like Jenny's pigtails. It looked
really cute, but kind of babyish.
"WOW" mom said "Nice work, Andy, your adorable, what do you say to your
sister"
"Thank you Becky," I replied with a smile.
I liked the feel of the dress and tights and enjoyed the special
treatment, I was quite relaxed. Mom could see that both Jenny and I
were tired from the day's activities. She suggested we close our eyes
and take a nap; home was about an hour away. She was right, I was
tired, I made my self comfortable and dozed off for a bit.
After a while Jenny spoke up "Mommy I'm hungry, can we stop at
McDonalds" I had just woke up and I loved McDonalds, with out even
thinking I added "Me too Mom"
Mom told us there was a McDonalds a couple miles ahead and we would
stop for some food.
Now fully awakened, the realization hit me, I'm wearing a dress!
"No Mom, we can't stop" I protested "Not in this dress"
"Andy" she said sharply "You've ruined good clothes, that's why you're
in that dress, get over it, you're going in even if I have to carry
you"
"Can't I just wait in the car, PLEASE" I said with desperation.
"That's enough" Mom said sternly "Now be a good little girl and do as
your Mommy says"
Mom was strong; I've seen her easily carry Jenny and I didn't want
that.
"Ok Mommy" I replied, the thought of going in was actually a little
exciting.
"Don't worry Andy" Becky said holding my hand "You look just like a
little girl, nobody will know, besides big sister will look out of you"
That actually made me feel better, she was always looking out for
Jenny, whenever Jenny got into a tight spot or needed a little help,
she was there.
Soon we were parked, I reluctantly climbed out of the car, Mom had
Jenny and I stand side by side, she fussed with our dresses and hair
making sure we were ready. The dress with its high waist felt strange,
I could feel a cool breeze on my tummy after getting out of the hot
car. The shinny black Mary Janes had hard heals that made clicking
noises as I walked.
Taking us by the hand Mom led us across the parking lot. It was near
dinnertime and the McDonalds was busy. Jenny insisted on holding hands
with her "sister twin" as we waited in line to make our order. I tried
not to make eye contact with anybody, but couldn't help to notice we
were getting some smiles and a little bit of attention. Finally it was
our turn; the lady behind the counted was really nice to us.
"And what would girls like today" She ask Jenny and I in a sweet little
voice.
Jenny cheerfully made her order, following Jenny's lead I looked up at
the lady and made my order. Her smile change a bit and she looked me
over head to toe, I think she could tell I was a boy.
After a couple of minuets our food was ready, Mom led us over to a
booth. Naturally Mom had Jenny and sit side by side. As we ate our food
I started to relax. I loved the feel of the dress and tights as we sat
in the booth. I liked being treated as a little girl, Mom and Becky
were kind and gentle and the extra attention made me feel special.
Jenny was a lot of fun, occasionally she would do or say something
really funny and I could help but to giggle and laugh. We both managed
to eat all of our dinners without getting anything on our dresses.
"Good girls" praised Mom "now let's go home"
Soon we were pulling into our driveway; thank goodness dad was out of
town I wouldn't want him to see me all dressed up.
I was glad to be home and ready to get out of the dress. Slipping into
my bedroom I removed the Mary Janes and tights. I pulled at the dress,
but couldn't get it off. Reaching around I tried to get at all those
little buttons at the back, however I couldn't undo them. I ventured
into the family room asking Mom for help.
"What are you doing princess" Mom asked in a condescending tone as she
pulled me onto her lap. "Do you know why your dress has all those
little buttons on the back?"
"No Mommy" I answered
"So little girls can't take off there dress without Mommy's help"
"Andy" she went on "you're wearing this pretty dress because you
misbehaved and ruined your good cloths again"
"I think some time spent as Mommy's little girl is just the punishment
you need, go get your tights"
I slid off Mom's lap and retrieved the tights from my room. Kneeling in
front of me Mom pulled the thick white tights up my legs.
"Mommy doesn't want these little legs to get cold," She said as if she
were talking to a toddler.
"You be a good little girl and Mommy will take your dress off at
bedtime, if you misbehave, you'll have to wear your pretty dress to
bed" she said with a smile.
I started to think there was more to this ?little girl' treatment then
punishment. It appeared Mom enjoyed treating me as a little girl and
was amused at the site of me in the dress and tights. Could it be my
mishap at the Zoo was merely an opportunity for Mommy to dress up her
little boy?
I liked the sweet and gentle way Mom was treating me and was willing to
continue the charade for a little while, but I didn't want to wake up
wearing a dress. I figured if I played along with Mom she would let me
out of the dress and tomorrow morning things would return to normal.
"Ok Mommy" I said, answering in a soft sweet tone.
"That's my good girl" replied Mom "Now go play with Jenny"
I found Jenny in her room sitting on the floor with her favorite
coloring books. Jenny loved to color; she had some of those over sized
coloring books with Disney characters and the like.
"Hi Jenny" I said with a smile as I sat next to her on the floor "can I
color too?"
Jenny was pleased to have her pretend sister twin to play with,
together we colored and played with some her favorite toys. I liked the
feeling of dress and tights as we played on her hardwood floor. The
tights were slippery on the smooth wood floor and the dress was soft
and fluffy. Jenny was very accommodating and I was actually having a
good time. I could see why Mom always paid a lot of attention to Jenny;
she was cheerful, enthusiastic and really cute.
From time to time Mom would check in on ?the twins'. I could tell Mom
was pleased to see Jenny and me playing so nicely. Pretending to be a
little girl gave me the excuse to act a little silly and frolic around
in the babyish dress. I think Mom and Becky were amused to see me
playing in such a juvenile fashion.
"Time for bed, my sweethearts" Mom told as she and Becky entered the
room.
Jenny had been really nice to me and I remembered what she taught me at
the zoo about how little girls say thank you. Standing in front of her
I gently held the hem of my dress and put one foot back
"Thank you for playing with me Jenny" I said with a smile as I made my
best curtsey.
Jenny gave me a big hug, with that Mom asked Becky to help Jenny to bed
while she looked after me. Taking me by the hand Mom led me into my
room and sat me on her lap.
"Ok princess, you've been good for your Mommy" she said "let's get you
out of that dress"
As Mom was slowly undoing the buttons at the back of the dress she told
me she wanted me to think about what happened at the Zoo today.
"You know honey, you've ruined three pairs of pants and some shirts in
the last two weeks alone" She said. "We can't afford to keep replacing
you cloths, here's what were going to do"
"If you ruin any more cloths or can't behave yourself then you'll be
spending your play time in a dress" "I've got a lot of pretty dresses
that will fit you quite nicely"
Mom went on to tell me that she had noticed my recent curiosity with
Jenny's cloths and reminded me of the past incident with my sister's
party dress. I think you kind of like wearing a dress, she told me. Mom
slid me off her lap and helped me take off the dress; she placed it on
a hanger and put it in my closet where it could be easily seen.
"We'll just keep your pretty dress here and you can wear again if you
like" She said with encouragement "I would love to dress you up again,
I think it's cute"
I told Mom I was sorry for ruining my cloths again and I would try hard
to stay out of trouble. Mom and I talked a bit longer and I was having
a difficult time finding a way to express how I felt about wearing the
dress. Mom could see that I was both tired and a little bit confused.
She told me not to worry about it as she tucked me into me bed.
"I think I understand" she said "dresses are special and everybody
wants feel special, even little boys"
The end ---- for now
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