Auntie Mame s New Niece Part 3
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If you have been following my story, you will recall that in a single
afternoon - almost without realizing it - I had gone from a boy in jeans
and T-shirts to a girl in a tiny skirt, with a pink ribbon my my curly
hair, pink nails, lip gloss, and perfume. To anyone who saw me now, I
looked not only like a girl, but like a "girly girl" princess. Auntie
Mame and I had just finished checking out at Macy's for the second time
that day, this time with several new skirts and blouses. I had changed
back into my embroidered dress and we were on our way out when Mandy, the
salesgirl, called to us on our way out.
"Mame! Wait just a sec! I want you to meet somebody!"
Mame took my hand and turned us both around. Another lady had appeared
next to Mandy, a little older, perhaps 40. "Patricia, Mame, this is
Laura. She's the counter manager for Estee Lauder."
"How wonderful to meet you!" said Auntie Mame. "This is my new niece,
Patricia."
"Yes, I heard!" said Laura, loudly enough for several people to turn our
way. "She's the one who started the afternoon as a boy? I can't believe
how pretty she is!"
"Yes, I was telling her all about you while you guys were at Lisa's. She
saw you trying on clothes earlier and wanted to meet you," said Mandy.
Laura turned to me. "How old are you, sweetheart? Your lip gloss is
pretty. Have you been wearing makeup long?" she asked.
"Only a couple of hours, and just the lip gloss. Oh, and I turn 13 next
month," I said.
Laura moved around next to Auntie Mame and leaned toward her. "You know,
she's old enough for some eye makeup, too. Most girls her age are wearing
more, but they don't know how to apply it right. I think it's important
to get them off to a good start."
Mame nodded thoughtfully. "Yes, that's true. What did you have in mind?"
"Nothing heavy. Just some shadow. And maybe a little mascara for those
beautiful lashes. Would you mind if we try a few things?" Laura asked.
"Not at all!" said Mame. "We have some time."
"What have you been buying? Oh, this is beautiful!" Laura said, holding
up a plum-colored blouse we had bought to go with one of my flared
miniskirts. "You know, if I could see how she looks in this, it would
help. Mandy, would it be okay if she changed into this outfit?"
"Of course!" said Mandy. "And we'll get to see how well the skirt hides
your little, uh, situation. Want me to help you change?"
"That'd be great!" interrupted Auntie Mame. "We'll talk colors while you
girls are changing."
Inside the stall, Mandy unbuttoned the back of my dress and pulled it
over my head, chatting the entire time. "I can't believe how pretty you
are, Patricia! Don't you love it? And you smell so nice! You're just
going to love Laura. She's so patient and understanding. Since you
haven't worn skirts yet, I thought you could use a little help. The
zipper goes in the back, see? And with this blouse, we tuck it in but
pull it up to let it blouse out. That's it! Let's see how you're doing
down here."
She pulled up the front of my skirt and tugged at my peepee. "Wow! All
that and it isn't showing at all, the way the skirt flares out. Just what
I'd hoped for!" She let the skirt down and swung the stall door open.
"Mame! Laura! Look how well this is hiding her thing. It's amazing - it
barely covers, but as long as she walks and sits like a lady, nobody will
ever know," she said.
Mame and Laura gathered around. "You're right! It's all going to be in
the training. She has to learn a whole new way of doing things,
especially up on my stool. It's really a wonderful training exercise for
sitting property," said Laura.
Laura pulled up the front of my skirt (everybody seemed to want to do
that!) and cupped my dick under her hand. Mandy laughed.
"Earlier, I was suggesting that if she went without her panties, it would
make her more careful. She'd feel the air and wouldn't be so inclined to
spread her knees," said Mandy.
"How far does it come down? May I?" Without waiting for an answer, Laura
pulled my panties down to my knees. She lifted the front of the skirt.
"Oh my! I see what you were talking about!" she said. She smoothed it
back down, lifted it and pulled it back down again as if evaluating it.
"Why not?" she said, turning to Auntie Mame. "My stool will be a good
test."
Auntie Mame knelt and pulled my panties the rest of the way off.
"Majority rules!" she said with a laugh. As I lifted my foot to let her
slide the panties off, my peepee jumped out for all to see. All three
women laughed loudly.
"That's priceless!" said Mandy.
"No doubt about it. She's due for some serious training!" said Auntie
Mame. She took my dick in her thumb and forefinger. "You're going to have
to stay put now, okay?" The women laughed loudly again, and Laura took me
by the hand, leading me into the cosmetics area. It was far more crowded
than the clothing area had been, and I took the smallest steps I could.
"Well, here's my magic stool. Hop up!" said Laura.
I hopped, and I popped out again. Laura pushed me down and pulled out the
skirt. "Cross your ankles, pull them to the side and put your knees
together. That's it," she said. "You smell wonderful, by the way.
J'Adore?"
"Yes, ma'am," I said.
"Very nice. That's part of the Christian Dior line. I have several nice
fragrances you might like, too. One's called Beautiful. But you can't mix
fragrances, so why don't you plan to come in sometime without perfume?
OK, let's see. Eyes."
As Laura perused the eye shadows, Mandy announced she had to return to
her area. "I'm not supposed to stay over here, but you'll bring her by to
show me before you leave, right?"
"Absolutely!" said Auntie Mame, turning back to Laura. "So, what's the
verdict?"
"Well, she has beautiful skin, and there's no need to cover it with a
foundation. I just hate to see pretty girls cover their beautiful skin
the way they do. Let's just give her a little blush."
She took a large brush and applied a powder to my cheekbones.
"Wow! That makes a huge difference," said Auntie Mame.
"It really does," said Laura. "It really doesn't take much makeup at all.
Close your eyes, sweetheart."
As I closed my eyes, I accidentally let my knees fall apart and felt my
peepee poke out under the skirt. "Careful!" said Auntie Mame. "I'll stand
in front of you so nobody will see if it happens again."
Laura started to tuck me away again but paused with me in her hand. "Does
she know how to make this go away yet?" she asked Auntie Mame.
"Not yet," said Mame.
"What's everybody talking about when they talk about making it go down,"
I asked. Both ladies laughed again. My eyes were back open, and my dick
was still exposed and in Laura's hand. I looked at her long pink nails
and felt myself stiffen even more. She moved her smooth hand up and down
thoughtfully and took her hand away, then pulled my skirt over it.
"I think I nearly caused an accident!" said Laura as she collected two
different eye shadow colors. Collecting herself, she said, "Let's see
what we can do with those eyes! Close again, but try to keep the knees
together!"
She brushed something across my eyelids and told me to open.
"Pretty!" said Auntie Mame. "So little makes so much difference."
"Yes, it really does," said Laura. "I think the one color's all she
needs, and at her age, she shouldn't wear eyeliner. Do you mind if I put
some mascara on her?"
"Not at all!" said Auntie Mame.
"Look down," Laura ordered. She brushed the mascara up across my top
lashes a few times on each side. "Wow! She has such great lashes - look
how that makes them pop! Now, what about lips? What's more important to
you, color or shine?"
"I'd say shine, definitely, at her age. It needs to be pretty low
maintenance. She's not used to touching up yet," said Auntie Mame.
"I agree," said Laura. "Actually, think the gloss she's using is just
fine. Watch it sweetie -- you're poking out again! She'll catch on soon
enough. What was I saying - if she's going to wear makeup, be consistent
with it. Wear it everywhere, even at home. It's a habit, just like
keeping your peepee out of sight. Will you promise to keep your makeup
pretty for me?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Wonderful! Oops - knees together! Goodness, she has to break some bad
habits. But I think Mandy's right. Leaving the panties off will remind
her and get her sitting like a girl sooner," said Laura.
"I think so too," said Mandy, who had just returned. "I just clocked out,
so I came by to check on you girls. Wow, she's really pretty. It doesn't
take a lot of makeup if you know what you're doing!" She reached under my
skirt and felt my peepee. "Yep, still there! Better be careful!"
As she paid for the makeup, Auntie Mame turned to Mandy. "You said you're
off? If you don't have any plans, why don't you have a bite with us? I'll
buy!"
"That'd be really sweet. But how about if I bring dinner over to your
place? I made a casserole this morning, and I don't have anybody to share
it with. Would you mind, sweetie?"
"No ma'am, that'd be nice," I said. Auntie Mame gave Mandy her address,
and we finally left. It was getting cooler, and the wind swooshed under
my skirt, reminding me of my precarious state.
Auntie Mame and I had been home just a few minutes when Mandy rang the
doorbell. "I just live a few blocks away. I probably almost beat you
here!"
"I'll heat it up, and you girls have a seat and get to know each other
better," said Auntie Mame. I flopped onto her huge couch, suddenly
realizing I had once again exposed everything."
"Goodness me!" said Mandy. "This is really going to be a challenge for
you, isn't it sweetie? Now we're all friends here, but you can't just
keep showing yourself to the world. Here, let me help you. Tuck him down
a little, and let the skirt kind of flare out. I realize you feel funny
sitting on your bare bottom, but if you try to pull the skirt under you,
it won't cover the front. After all, nobody can see your bottom, can
they? Now, ankles crossed, knees touching. There, you can't see a thing!"
"I wish I didn't even have the thing!" I said.
"What?"
"I wish I didn't even have it. It keeps sticking out. It's embarrassing."
"Sweetie, don't be embarrassed," said Mandy, cradling my head in her
hands. "You can tell me anything. Are you saying you would rather be a
girl than a boy?"
"If I'm going to wear dresses and makeup I would. I mean, you and Auntie
Mame don't have one, do you?"
Mandy laughed. "No, sweetie. I don't. Mame, you don't have a peepee do
you?"
Mame looked in from the kitchen and laughed. "No, now that you mention
it, I don't!"
I adjusted myself to stay covered.
"It's just that ... everybody's been seeing it and talking about it all
day. The whole world knows I'm a boy dressed like a girl."
"You feel like it's a little unfair?" asked Mandy.
"In a way. Nobody else is poking out."
Mame had sat down next to me on the sofa. The two ladies exchanged
glances, and Auntie Mame pulled me over and placed my face into her
breasts.
"See, you two are so pretty. I can never be a girl like you."
Mame placed my hand on her breast. "And we have these, and you don't have
any."
"No."
"You like them?"
"Yes."
"You like the way they feel?"
"Yes."
"You feel it's unfair everybody's seen you and you haven't seen anybody
else?"
"I guess so."
"So would it make you feel better if you saw my breasts?"
I didn't answer. Mame released me and began unbuttoning her blouse. She
was wearing a lacy black bra that unhooked in the front, and her breasts
were spilling out of it.
"You're certain?"
"Yes ma'am."
She unhooked the bra, and for the first time, I saw a marvelous, massive,
round set of magnificent breasts, with large, prominent nipples.
"See, now we're even," she said. Only we weren't, because my little
member had once again poked out. But I was so enthralled with Auntie
Mame's breasts I didn't even care.
"We're not even yet," said Mandy. "May I?"
In a moment, her breasts were also exposed, smaller than Mame's, but no
less beautiful.
"You'd love some of these, wouldn't you?" asked Mandy.
"Yes, Ma'am."
"You know how it feels good when someone touches you?" said Mame. "Well,
it feels good when someone touches these, too. Run into the bathroom and
bring me the body lotion we used this afternoon. The J'Adore."
I returned with it in moments. Mame poured a few drops on each breast.
"Rub it in if you'd like. Don't worry about poking out. It doesn't matter
right now."
I hesitated.
"Like this," said Mandy, reaching over with a long fingernail and
massaging Mame's nipple.
My hand was trembling, but I reached out and began rubbing the lotion
into Mame's other breast. The J'Adore fragrance was rich and wonderful.
Mame inhaled deeply and released her breath.
"Try mine," said Mandy, putting some lotion onto her own breasts. I
placed a hand on each breast and made a circular motion. "Oh, that's just
wonderful."
Mame pulled up my skirt and poured a generous amount of the lotion onto
my peepee. She reached down with her hand and began to massage it up and
down.
"It feels good to you, too."
"Yes ma'am."
"You want breasts, don't you?"
"Yes ma'am. But I'm not sure I want to be a girl, because girls kiss
boys, and I don't want to do that."
"You wouldn't have to, you know," said Mandy.
Mame gave her and inquisitive look. "No, you wouldn't. Girls can still
kiss girls. And other things. Should we show her, Mandy?"
Mame released my dickie, placed her arms around Mandy and the two came
together in a long embrace and passionate kiss, lipstick to lipstick,
breast to breast. I reached between my legs and resumed the motion Mame's
manicured hand had been making.
Everything exploded. My dickie took on a life of its own and began to
surge uncontrollably. White stuff that clearly wasn't pee spurted
everywhere. The women separated, and Mandy reached over to squeeze the
remaining liquid out of my peepee. I felt a wave of something I'd never
felt before as she flicked at the end of my peepee with her nail.
"I think our girl has figured out how to make it go down," she said.
"I'd say so," said Mame. "How do you feel, Patricia?" "Kind of funny, but
good. Can we do it again?"
The women laughed.
"Not for a while, sweetie. If you were a real girl, you could. But you
still have boy parts," said Auntie Mame. "Girls can do it over and over.
It works a little different, but it's just as wonderful. Boys have to
wait until it builds back up."
"That's not fair."
Another laugh.
"So much unfairness!" said Mandy.
"So much indeed." Mame kissed Mandy lightly on the lips, and Mandy
reached over and kissed Mame's nipples. "See, you have one thing that
feels great, and you can only do it now and then. We have three things,
and they never stop working."
The two women separated, and Mame wiped the white stuff off me and the
couch with a warm wet washcloth.
"It's time to eat now, but I want to ask you a question. Now that you've
seen what girls have, is that what you want?"
"Yes ma'am. More than anything in the world."
"Then that's what you'll have," said Mame.
"Tell me, Patricia," said Mandy. "Have you ever kissed a girl?"
"No, ma'am."
She leaned over and brought her pink lips to mine, opening slightly as we
kissed for about a half minute. After a very confusing day, everything
was finally clear.
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NOTE TO READER: This is the final installment for now. Life goes on, of
course, but Patricia now knows her future. But who knows - we could meet
her again someday!
Charlize
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