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As I stood at the door preparing to go in, I had a lump in my throat.
What was I doing here at Karen's house wearing a mini skirt and a
girl's top? I had to be totally out of my mind. Karen was wearing
shorts and a casual top so I immediately felt over dressed.
"Hi. I see you found the house okay. You look so cute in that outfit.
Oh my God, I love those shoes. Where did you get them?"
So we were off and running. Karen was quite the chatterbox so our
conversation went smoothly. Mom briefed me on a lot of stuff before I
went over to her house so I would be prepared. After all I had to
create an entire new life for Danielle. I had to know why I lived with
my dad while my brother lived with our mom. I had to know the school I
went to, my friends, our activities and even my boyfriends. Now that
was the killer for me. I couldn't believe I had to be prepared to
discuss my make believe boyfriends but I did. It was a good thing mom
made me think of all this since it didn't take long for Karen and me to
start talking about boys. Actually we talked about music and boys,
videos and boys, clothes and boys, dancing and boys, sports and boys,
vacations and boys, and boys. By the end of the afternoon my head was
spinning and I was glad when six o'clock rolled around and mom came to
pick me up.
Mom was eager to hear all about my afternoon and I told her mostly
everything but not too much about the boyfriend stuff. I found that too
embarrassing especially when Karen and I were talking about kissing
boys and letting them do stuff to us. I only admitted letting my
boyfriend go to second base with me. Karen said she let her last
boyfriend go to third base one time. I definitely didn't want to tell
mom about that.
My life fell into a new routine for the next few weeks. It wasn't a
routine that I was comfortable with but it was a routine. Not like most
of my other summers for sure. Those were filled with baseball and
basketball, not ballet and beauty treatments. Actually since I didn't
have any chance to play ball I found myself practicing ballet quite
often. It seemed like that was the only exercise I was getting and I
wanted to stay in shape. Surprisingly I was getting pretty good at it
too. Mrs. Taylor noticed my improvement and complimented me quite often
on my gracefulness. Her encouragement was surprisingly welcome too and
it spurred me on to try harder each week. I also didn't want mom to say
I wasn't trying because she may have made me do something else in
addition to ballet. I didn't want to chance that.
I also hung out with Karen a few times each week. We'd go shopping some
days or go to a movie. That was fun. I liked her a lot and it was cool
to hang out with her even if I was dressed as a girl. Gradually I met a
few of her other friends so lots of times a few of us hung out
together.
Ballet classes were set to end soon so at least I had something to look
forward to. I wouldn't have to wear that silly dance outfit for the
rest of the summer. But I didn't realize that all these dance classes
always ended with a recital where all the students performed before an
audience. That was just what I wanted to hear. And because of my age
and all my practice Mrs. Taylor wanted me to have a bigger role than
most of the other girls. We practiced a few numbers all that week for
the recital that was scheduled for Friday evening. Mom was all excited
and she said that she and my brother would come to see me perform. I
cringed when I thought of Mikey being there but once more there was
nothing I could do. I also knew that Karen would probably be there too
since her little sister would be in the recital as well.
On Thursday evening mom made an appointment for me at the nail salon to
have my nails touched up. On the drive back from the salon, mom
unleashed another unwelcome surprise on me.
"Guess what?"
God, how I hated these surprise questions Mom was always springing on
me.
"What?" I answered somewhat hesitantly.
"Your aunt Alice is coming to visit us for the weekend so you'll have a
few more supporters in the audience for your dancing debut."
"Aunt Alice! Is Jason coming with her?" Jason was my cousin and he was
a few months older than m and I prayed that he would not be joining his
mother on this visit.
"Of course Jason is coming. You know he always comes when they visit.
Why would this time be any different?"
"Like duh, Mom, they can't come to the recital. This time would be
different since you have me parading around as a girl all the time.
That's the difference. And I don't want Jason to see me dancing in a
ballet recital with all girls either. Especially since I'll look
exactly like all of them. Can't you call Aunt Alice and cancel?
Please."
"No honey. Besides I've already told Aunt Alice all about your unique
punishment. So, she knows you're my little girl now. She's really
looking forward to meeting you. I told her all about your exciting
summer. She wanted to see first hand because your cousin is becoming
more and more of a discipline problem himself. He may be next if he
isn't careful."
"Did she tell Jason already too?"
"I'm not sure but I imagine she did. Do you want me to call her and
fine out?"
"No. What's the difference now? I can't believe Aunt Alice and Jason
are going to see me dressed like this and even worse dancing with a
bunch of girls."
"Oh honey, don't fret. It will be fine."
Oh great my cousin and my aunt are coming to visit and she says
everything will be fine. Lucky me. And I didn't believe for a second
that Aunt Alice would ever force Jason to wear girl's clothes. I
figured mom made that up to keep me quiet. I was sick with fright the
rest of the day and night. When I woke up on Friday, I told mom I was
too sick to dance that night. Mom didn't want to hear anything about me
being sick. She told me I was going and that was all there was to it.
She said I could rest for a few hours now if I needed, but I had to be
ready by five so she could drop me off for our final rehearsal and
makeup session. Mom told me to wear my ballet costume and to bring the
other outfit we needed for the finale. We were doing a little West Side
Story number so we all had to change into black short skirts, a black
leotard, black pantyhose and black ballet slippers.
Late that afternoon, mom came in to make sure I packed everything I
needed. Along with my clothing I had to bring some lipstick, mascara
and blush since they wanted us all to look a little more grown up for
the recital. She parked in the middle school lot and walked me in to
make sure I got in safely. She waved to Mrs. Taylor and said goodbye.
"Good luck, honey. We'll be cheering for you."
And she was off. All us girls were quite busy for the next two hours.
We had a practice session to review all of the numbers, and then we had
to lie out our clothes for the last number. After that was done it was
time to apply our makeup and style our hair a little too. By seven, I
could hear the audience filling up the room. I was so apprehensive
knowing Mikey and Jason were both going to be sitting there watching. I
could imagine their reactions and comments.
Finally, Mrs. Taylor got us all together to say a little prayer that
all her girls would perform well and that we would all have lots of
fun. I was praying that my aunt and cousin would not be there. As we
took our positions for the first number I wished that the floor would
open up and swallow me. Mrs. Taylor walked out to the podium, welcomed
everyone and then the curtain opened, the music started and we began to
dance. Fortunately we all had a lot of practice and the first number
was the easiest so we all did pretty well. I couldn't see anyone in the
audience that I knew so I relaxed a little bit. I didn't have to dance
in the second number so I had a chance to scan the audience and that's
when I spotted my mother, brother, aunt and cousin. They were seated
about ten rows back right in the center section.
Mrs. Taylor signaled for the next group to get set. This was my biggest
dance number. I had about a 30 second solo in the middle of the dance.
I tried to concentrate on all of the moves remembering all of my
training and practice. As I began my solo, it all came back to me and I
performed flawlessly including the three pirouettes included in the
set. As I finished and took my place back in line with the other girls,
I could hear the audience applauding my performance. I also noticed mom
was snapping pictures with her camera. I guess she wanted more
ammunition to share with my friends if I revolted. I thought Jason also
had a camera. Standing right next to mom, I couldn't help but notice
Mikey laughing really hard. I knew I was in store for some big teasing.
The remainder of the recital went off really well. We all changed into
our other outfit for the finale. I felt really dumb changing with all
those girls. Here I was a boy and I had to fit in and change with a
bunch of girls. Thank God I was wearing my panty brief for extra
security. I would have been really nervous without that. After removing
my tutu and pink leotard, I had to put on my black pantyhose and change
into my other leotard and skirt. Mrs. Taylor had to assist some of the
younger girls with their tights. Thank God, I didn't need any help. All
the girls did a wonderful job, including some of the really young
girls. They were so cute and excited. We all got to take our final bows
or in this case, our final curtseys. Mrs. Taylor always stressed that
boy's bow and ballerinas curtsy. Once again I could see Jason and Mikey
standing up clapping really loud and whistling for me when Mrs. Taylor
announced my name. What jerks they were! I moved to the front of the
stage, curtseyed like I was trained to do and ran off stage with the
other girls.
Mrs. Taylor arranged for a little reception after the recital so there
were some beverages and pastries for us to enjoy. As I walked off
stage, my family was there to greet me. Both mom and Aunt Alice had
bouquets of flowers for me, which was just another total source of
embarrassment for me. "Honey, you were wonderful. Here's some flowers
for our little prima ballerina." Mom handed me the flowers and then
gave me a hug and a kiss.
"Your mom's right. You did fantastic. Danielle. You were great. I can't
believe you just started." Aunt Alice said as she handed me my second
bouquet that I grudgingly accepted as Jason and my brother just
grinned.
"Aren't you boys going to congratulate Danielle on her lovely
performance?"
As my Aunt spoke, both boys started laughing at me. Jason couldn't
contain his amusement at my situation. "Oh yeah, you make a really cute
ballerina. I can't believe my cousin is parading around like this. This
is too much."
"Hi Danielle. You were great tonight."
I turned and saw Karen.
"Oh, thanks. Katie did really well too."
"Yes. Everyone did a good job. Mrs. Taylor is a very good teacher."
"That's for sure. If she can teach me ballet, she can teach anyone."
My mom interjected. "Hi Karen. Glad you enjoyed the recital. Karen,
this is my sister, Alice and my nephew, Jason."
"Hi. Nice to meet you both."
I could see Jason checking out my friend. I hoped he and Aunt Alice
knew that Karen thought I was a girl.
Mrs. Taylor came over and started chatting with my mother and aunt,
leaving the three of us alone.
Karen asked me what I was doing tomorrow. "I'm going to go to the mall.
You want to come with me? There's a big sale at Kohls and I need some
new things for fall."
"I'm not sure. My cousin and aunt are staying. Can I let you know
tomorrow?"
"Sure."
We talked and had a drink of punch. Karen introduced her mom to my mom
and aunt as I chatted with some of the other girls in my class until it
was time to leave. We all got into the car and drove back home. I felt
really weird sitting in the back seat between Jason and my brother.
Plus it was hard to sit in my stupid short skirt. I kept trying to pull
it down more since I could see Jason eyeing my legs and grinning. But
his next comment made me feel even worse.
"Are you wearing pretty little panties under your skirt?"
My aunt quickly yelled at him. "Jason. That's not an appropriate
question to ask a young lady."
"Why not? Dani is wearing everything else so I figured it was okay to
ask. I just can't believe my cousin is wearing all this girlie stuff
and makeup. It's just too funny."
"There's nothing funny about it. She looks sweet and she's much better
behaved this summer. And what do you think she'd be wearing under her
skirt? Boxers? You should only be as well behaved as Danielle."
"Yeah. She does look sweet and I bet she is wearing pretty panties.
Mikey told me all about them."
"Mom." I wailed in horror.
"Mikey, what did I tell you? You better watch your step, young man."
I was tired and immediately wanted to go to my room as soon as we got
home. Jason usually stayed in my room on his visits but this time Mom
told Jason she wanted him to sleep in Mikey's room. "You boys can room
together since Danielle needs her privacy." Turning to me, she
continued. "Sure honey, why don't you go up and change now. And don't
forget to rinse out your pantyhose and hang them in the shower to dry.
The boys can get ready for bed later."
I hated it when mom told me to rinse out my pantyhose in front of Jason
and my brother but I didn't say a word. I was so relieved to finally be
away from everyone. I went into my room, striped and put on my nightie.
I knew enough to do what mom said so I washed out my pantyhose in the
sink and hung them to dry. I could just imagine the fun Jason and my
brother would have seeing them hanging there to dry but at this stage
it didn't really matter all that much. I placed my other clothing in
the hamper, washed up, removed my makeup and went to bed, thankful that
the night was over.
Mom came into my room early the next morning to wake me up. I guess I
was really tired from the recital and all the stress. I could see Mom
taking one of my dresses from my closet. "Honey, I want you to wear
this dress today with a pair of your nude pantyhose and these shoes.
We're all going into town today for lunch and a matinee at the
playhouse. I wanted to do something special for you since you did such
a great job last night. Besides I want to make sure Aunt Alice sees how
pretty you look every day.
"Mom. I don't want to get all dressed up. Please. Can't I just wear
pants today? I don't' want Jason to see me wearing a dress and
pantyhose on a regular day. He'll really think I'm a total sissy,
especially after last night."
"You know you can't wear pants. And I'm sure Jason will be on good
behavior especially since he saw you last night. So, come on. Get a
move on. Everyone already had breakfast and Aunt Alice is making you
some pancakes now."
"Okay but Karen wanted me to go shopping with her today. Can't I do
that instead?"
"Oh. Don't worry. I heard her ask you about shopping so I told her we
had a surprise planned for you to celebrate your ballerina debut. She
agreed to join us. We'll pick her up on the way. So put your robe and
slippers on and go eat."
Just want I needed to hear. My robe and slippers were so feminine that
I hated them even more than my nighties. But I knew once again that mom
wasn't in the mood for any lip so I did as she said.
When I entered the kitchen, Mikey turned to Jason. "See. I told you she
sleeps in girl stuff too. You owe me a buck."
Jason cracked up. "This is worth a lot more than a buck. This is
hysterical. My cousin is turning into a real girl. You must really like
all this stuff."
"I hate it. I hate wearing all this stuff. Mom makes me."
"No she doesn't." Mikey chimed in. "I hear you asking her for lipstick
and dresses and stuff like that. And you were always doing your ballet
stuff even when mom wasn't home. You like being a sissy girl."
"I do not you little brat."
"Mikey, that's enough. One more word and you'll be grounded. And
Danielle, I don't appreciate those outbursts. Young ladies don't act
like that. If you both know what is good for you, you won't test my
patience."
I managed to get through breakfast without further incident but I could
almost feel Mikey and Jason smirking at me. I hated sitting there,
wearing girl's pajamas and stuff while they both were wearing shorts
and tee shirts. After I ate, the two boys went into the adjoining
family room and watched television while I had to help mom and Aunt
Alice clean up the kitchen and do the dishes.
After we finished mom told me to get my hot curlers so she could set my
hair. Even worse, she decided we could do it right in the kitchen.
Needless to say, Jason got to see me sitting there with curlers being
set in my hair. Every time I turned around I was being placed in a more
feminine position. First with my brother, than with my father and now
with my cousin and aunt. I feared I would never regain my pride.
After my hair was set it was off to take a bath and then go through all
the preparations that have become part of my daily life. Mom made me
shave my legs and underarms each week, I had to smooth lotions on my
legs, arms, hands, face and neck daily to keep my skin soft. I had to
wear makeup every day. Foundation, liner, mascara, blush and lipstick
all had to be expertly applied before I could begin my day. Today I had
to do all of that, comb out my hair and get dressed for the big day.
Meanwhile my brother and Jason were fooling around downstairs like two
idiots. They only had to put on pants and a shirt and their casual
shoes and they were ready. They would be ready in a few minutes. My
preparations took a few hours.
Mom and Aunt Alice were in mom's room getting ready when I came in. Mom
told me to join them after my bath. I had my panties and bra on already
under my robe and I carried in my slip, dress, shoes and pantyhose to
put on after I finished with my makeup and hair.
"Honey, sit here at the vanity. You can apply your makeup here. Then
I'll help you with your hair."
After I applied all my makeup, mom helped me remove the rollers. My
hair was really springy so I knew it would look really cute. In a way I
was glad since Karen would be there but on the other hand I didn't want
to look too cute in front of my cousin. After about 45 to 50 minutes I
was done with my hair and makeup. Mom handed me my pantyhose, which I
expertly slid up my legs before removing my robe. I stepped into my
slip and unzipped my dress and lowered it over my head. Mom zipped me
up as I stepped into my heels. A quick spray of perfume and I was ready
for the day. When I went down stairs, Mikey and Jason were already
waiting in the family room. And as expected they both had on a pair of
pants, a shirt and their casual shoes. And here I was all decked out in
a dress and high heels. How I wished to be wearing the same thing they
had on. I wanted to be dressed like one of the guys but that sure
wasn't happening. Mom, Aunt Alice, Karen and me were all going to be
dressed similarly. We'd all be wearing dresses. We'd all be wearing
bras and panties. We'd all be wearing heels. We'd all have make up on
and we all smelled sweet with perfume. No, there would be no mistaking
me for a boy. I fit right in with all the girls and women.
Jason was the first one to chime in. "Wow. Don't you look cute in your
pretty dress and high heels? You even walk like a girl in them. I guess
all that practice paid off for you. I'm not sure who is cuter you or
your friend, Karen? I think she's kind of hot but you make a darn cute
girl, yourself. You never told me if you were wearing panties last
night. So, you got them on now?"
"None of your business!" I answered in a huffy voice.
"Hey, don't get wise with me. You're the one running around all dolled
up and playing girl. I guess I can just tell Karen about your little
game if you don't want to show me your pretty panties. So, you can
either lift your skirt or I'll out you to your little girlfriend."
"You can't do that. Please."
"It's up to you. So, what's it going to be?"
Now in addition to my mother having me over a barrel, my cousin had me
in an even worse position. And I had to live with him for the entire
week. Realizing that he may not be kidding, I slowly lifted my dress
and slip revealing my pantyhose covering my lavender lace panties. Both
Jason and my brother hooted it up when I revealed my finery to them,
causing me to blush bright red. I wasn't used to anyone seeing my
girl's underwear since I moved back into my bedroom.
"Wow. You really do have everything on that a girl wears."
I heard mom coming down stairs so I quickly lowered my dress back into
place.
"Thanks for the show, sweetie."
"Okay. Everybody ready? Danielle, don't forget your purse."
"I got it, mom. I'm all ready."
I was a bit nervous that day, more so than normal. Jason's comment
really bothered me. I was so afraid he would tell Karen the truth about
me. If he did that, Karen would hate me and the entire school would
know that I was a big sissy.
During the day I could tell that Jason liked Karen. He was acting goofy
around her the way guys do when they have a crush on someone. I could
also tell that Karen was not interested in Jason. He definitely was not
her type.
During the intermission at the play, Karen and I went to the ladies
room together. As we were standing in line, which was something I
wasn't used to doing in the men's room, she confided in me that Jason
seemed jerky. I laughed and agreed with her. We both agreed that most
boys were jerks. We were laughing so hard when we came out of the
ladies room, Jason heard us.
"What's so funny in there? Did a boy sneak in there?"
I could feel my throat tighten up when he said that. Karen just
laughed. "Sure, there were a lot of boys in there." She replied.
Fortunately Jason dropped the matter right then. Thank God.
But I knew after today that Jason could make things tough for me. And
now knowing that Karen didn't like him certainly didn't bode well for
me.
The next morning after church, mom and Aunt Alice were going out with
some friends for the day. Mikey had baseball practice so Jason and I
were on our own. I wanted to change out of my skirt and blouse when I
got back home but as usual Mom insisted I keep my skirt on for the day.
"There's no need for you to change, honey. That outfit looks so cute on
you."
Jason asked me to call Karen and invite her over. "She's cute and I
think she likes me."
"No she doesn't. She thinks you're a jerk, so there."
"Stop saying that. You know it's not true."
After arguing for a while I agreed to call Karen and let him listen in
on our conversation. It was the only way I could prove to him what a
jerk he was. It didn't take long for Karen to say a few things about
him so he got the point but he was mad and his feelings were hurt.
In a way I felt sorry that I did that but he was acting like such a
jerk that I just wanted to shut him up. I guess my teasing had some
impact because before I knew it we ended up in some kind of wrestling
match. I guess his pride was hurt and he figured this display of his
masculine strength would somehow restore it.
To be honest I was surprised at how strong he was. I guess all this
time I've been spending doing girl stuff had more of an effect on me
than I realized. Within a few seconds he had me pinned to the floor. He
had my arms pinned with his legs and his crotch was almost by my head.
"Jason, let me up." I screamed. I didn't like feeling so helpless and
unable to move.
Jason just laughed and then started tickling me, which made me wiggle
and squirm even more.
"Jason, please stop. You're killing me. Jason, please stop tickling
me." I yelled half laughing and half screaming.
"You don't look very dead to me. Actually you look and sound very alive
and very much like a little girl. You're acting more and more like a
girl every second so why don't you say pretty please like a sweet
little girl would and maybe I'll stop tickling you."
If there was one thing I didn't want to say it was pretty please so I
struggled with all my might to break away from his hold. As I was
fighting my shoes slipped off my feet. Jason just continued to keep me
pinned down with little effort.
"Oh wow. You even have polish on your toes. I think you really do like
all this girly stuff. Plus, you're so cute when you get mad and try to
fight. Little girls should realize that they can't beat their strong
male cousins so just say pretty please like a good little girl and then
maybe your big strong cousin will let you up."
I tried to kick my way out of his hold but he quickly turned around and
repined me. Now his butt was in my face but he was able to hold my legs
down with his hands. Since I was still wearing a skirt and pantyhose
I'm sure he really felt like he was wrestling a girl. So now he had my
arms pinned with his knees and his arms were holding down my legs.
"Better be careful doing that. I may get to see your pretty little
panties again like I did yesterday. What color do you have on today,
little girl?"
"None of your damn business." I yelled. "Now let me up right this
second, you big dummy."
"I bet they're pink. I guess I'll just have to take a look."
With that he quickly lifted his butt off me and before I realized it he
had hiked my skirt up to my waist totally exposing my pretty baby blue
panties.
Now I was really upset and embarrassed. I started really thrashing
around and squealing in a very high-pitched voice. Since Jason still
had my arms pinned I was unable to pull my skirt down to cover my
panties. Jason found the entire episode very amusing since he was
laughing almost hysterically at my feeble efforts to free myself.
"Guess I was wrong about your panties being pink but blue looks cute on
you anyway. Now are you ready to say pretty please like a good girl?"
Realizing his superior strength and the hold he had on me, I had no
hope of getting out on my own. Even though I hated the thought of
giving in, I quietly said pretty please.
"You can do better than that, Danielle. Say ?Pretty please, Jason.
Please let the little girl up."
"Please let me go."
"No, say what I told you."
Finally I shouted out those stupid words. "Pretty please, Jason. Please
let the little girl up."
"See. That wasn't so hard now was it? It's about time you recognize
that you are just a helpless little girl wearing pretty blue panties.
And since you were a good little girl and did what big, strong Jason
said, I'm going to let you up right after you give him a nice little
kiss."
"Ewwww. I don't want to kiss you. That's gross."
"Well then I guess I'll just keep you in this hold all day long. Its
okay with me if you want to be held down with your skirt pulled up all
the way to your waist."
"Jason, come on. That's not fair. I said pretty please like you asked.
Come on. Let me up." As I was begging he shifted his position again. At
first I thought he was letting me up but he quickly secured his
original position.
"Sure. Just give me one more of the pretty pleases and one little kiss
to prove just how much of a girl you are."
"Oh, all right. Pretty please, let me up." I said and then kissed him
real fast on the lips.
Much to my surprise he actually shifted his weight off of me a bit and
freed my arms.
"Oh, you're such a jerk for doing that to me. I can't believe you
pinned me like that and then made me repeat that stupid saying just so
you can feel like a big strong guy. And even worse you had to pull up
my skirt like that just to embarrass me even more. You stupid boys
always trying to show how superior you are." I yelled as I stood up and
quickly pulled my skirt back into place. I could feel my face turning
red from embarrassment knowing that I was standing there with my
panties in full view for all that time. Oh, that Jason is such a big
jerk, I thought.
Wow. I couldn't believe I said that thing about boys trying to show off
like that. That sounded exactly like something a girl would say. I
could see Jason looking at me kind of funny so I just stomped off to
the kitchen to get a drink. Thankfully he didn't follow me or say
anything about my silly remark. I was glad that he would be leaving in
a few short hours.
With each passing day I found myself becoming more entrenched in this
feminine world mom was creating. Now even my cousin knew about me and I
think he was even looking at me like I was a real girl already. I was
not looking forward to see what mom had next in store for me.
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