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Darren's Dilemma Chapter Two The Trip Home By Suzie Q Haff I awoke to feel Aunty gently shaking me. The sensual feeling of the satin sheets against my nylons and baby doll PJ's that started driving me wild and making me shiver returned. Darla: "Do girls ever get used to the slippery, arousing feel of nylon and satin or the taste and feel of lipstick?" Aunty giggles: "Never! Furthermore, any female that would give up those spoils just isn't much of a female. Long nails force a girl to handle things daintily. Also, if a woman' clothing does not make her feel like a woman then that woman needs different clothes! Feeling pretty and sexy will make a girl act pretty and sexy. High heels make a girl walk in a sexy way, pierced ears with long, shoulder length, dangle earrings and long, perfectly, styled hair all help to make a girl feel and look pretty and sexy. A girl that feels pretty will do her best to look and act pretty. Pretty is as pretty does! No, we never get used to sensuous materials! I still shiver when I put my nylons on." We hugged for several minutes then I got up and went took care of life' little morning duties. I donned Aunty' robe and the marabou slippers then went to catch up with her, in the kitchen, for toast and coffee. She inspected my nails and said I needed practice although the magenta color was a really good choice for my pink dress. Aunty suspiciously: "I am still a bit confused. Why did you give in so easily?" Darla: "I don't know exactly. Mother keeps crying that her sweet Baby Boy had been lost forever and I really love being her Baby Boy. You and Jana have been trying to turn me into her little sister for as long as I can remember. I came to you to escape their wild plans to turn me into a girl and you put the final nails in the coffin! So when the clothes you dressed me in turned me on and you seemed to approve I just gave up! Maybe my life will be better as girl." Aunty smiles: "Yes! To quote the Borg ?Resistance is futile!' We are determined to have our sweet, loving, kind natured Darren back or bust! Like I said Tuesday, failure is not an option. So I assume you will keep our agreement and model for me this summer?" I nod yes. Her voice turns very loving. "Then say it Sweetheart." Darla: "Aunty you know I am wearing that dress home so all will know I am serious! I want to come back and model for you this summer. No, I am going to come back and model for you this summer or bust!" Aunty just smiled as we put our dishes in the sink and went upstairs to dress. She tightened my corset until my waist measured twenty four inches making it right for my clothes then went to her room. My fresh nylons were making me shiver all over again as I snugged the garters. I tugged the boy leg, spandex and lace control panties into place and my excited organ was now constrained from protruding. Darla thinking: "This slippery sensuous feeling when my legs brush each other, when Aunty' nails gently touch them or my slip and dress caress them will never allow me to forget how girly I am dressed!" The pink charmeuse slip was very smooth and I knew my dress would hang properly with it underneath. There was a four inch gathered nylon crinoline ruffle that barely touched my knees. I stepped into my high, spike heeled, pink sandals and buckled the ankle strap. My magenta toes showed perfectly through the nude style stockings contrasting with the pink straps. Darla thinking: "Darren you better get a grip or these women are going to bury every bit of you in these pretty, sexy, stimulating, girlie frocks forever!" I picked up the pink box, with the "Precious Females Only" logo, on it, then, I went to Aunty' room by way of the connecting bath. I couldn't help but remember the sweetest and most enjoyable bath I had ever had. The fragrance of Lilac bubble bath filled my memory making me feel very much pampered as my legs swished together. Aunty was putting on her eye makeup as I sat near her vanity and watched. All she had on was a super, shiny, red, charmeuse slip with about two inches of lace at the hem. Her waist length blonde hair had been done in a single, thick, long braid and tied on the end with a red, silk bow. Her long thick bangs caressed her eyebrows turning down to her temples. She glanced at me in her mirror and smiled lovingly. Aunty penciling her eyebrows: "Isn't a shame to cover such a pretty slip with a dress?" She chuckled. Darla: "Yea. It's sort of like why be so fancy if no one is going to see it?" Aunty: "Because it makes a girl feel pretty, feminine and sexy to know she is wearing something so absolutely, girlishly girlie. In fact, the more feminine and girlie it is the better!" She finished her lips and blotted as older women do. She motioned for me to sit at her vanity and I did. In a short time the rollers were removed and my hair had been brushed into gentle waves. She opened the box and removed the tiara placing it on my head. It was so pretty! It had a large diamond encircled with sapphires and then rubies with the frame out lined with sapphires and diamonds. The clip-on earrings were a diamond encircled with sapphires and rubies. There was a choker made of pink satin with a frame like the earrings that dangled from the center. Also there was a ruby ring for one hand and a sapphire ring for the other. The only other jewelry, in the box, was gold watch with tiny, pink, roses all around the face and a pink satin ribbon watch band. Aunty placed the tiara on my head and set the combs in place. After standing back and looking at me from every possible angle she applied makeup base and penciled my eyebrows. Next were eyeliner, eyelash curling and mascara. She put on several coats of mascara making my lashes feel really heavy! Then she carefully applied shades of violet to pink eye shadow and blended it with a brush. I was told to close my eyes and when I did she sprayed a small amount of something on each eye and was told to keep them closed until told otherwise. A super soft brush on my cheeks told me she applying blush. Then the command to open my mouth and I could smell the lipstick as she applied it with a brush. She put the jewelry on and then a quick final brush on each cheek before I was allowed to open my eyes and look. When I looked, in the mirror, I saw this ultra, feminine, fairy princess and had to touch my cheek to be certain it was me. There was a hint of very fine blue and pink glitter over silvery, pink eye shadow and the same over the pink blush on my cheeks. My lips had been done in that same bright magenta gloss. I was led to her full length mirror and was so totally astounded at my appearance I almost collapsed from the adrenaline rush. Shakily I stood there with Aunty holding my shoulders as my mind tried to get a grip! I stepped as close as possible to the mirror to see a close-up image of this beautiful girl that was turning me on. Aunty giggles: "Hard to believe huh? I don't mean to brag however, I told you so. Still think you couldn't fool the judges? Wanna have some real fun and try? Between Jana and I, we can fix you up so the other girls won't stand a chance!" I was trying to speak but no words were coming out. "I'll take that as a yes." Aunty put her red, charmeuse suit skirt on and black camisole while I gazed at myself still speechless. Aunt Jean turning slowly in front of me: "Well do I pass your scrutiny?" All I could do was nod yes. "Well then shall we finish packing and be on our way?" I went back to my new room, still in a daze, and put my new dress on. I was staring at myself when Aunty came in to pick up the rest of my clothes and add them to the suitcase she loaned me. She locked the house and couldn't decide which car to drive. This woman loved hotrods and had several that Uncle Darren, my name sake, had left her. A pink ?64 Shelby Cobra, a Pontiac Firebird se, you know Burt Reynolds Bandit, a ?55 Chevy Nomad, and a ?36 Chevy five window coupe. She also had a pink, Jeep CJ 5. All of these vehicles had been restored and were souped up in some way by Uncle Darren. Uncle Darren was an auto mechanic and was killed in a stock car race when I was little. She opened the side door and we stepped into the garage. Aunt Jean: "You choose one dear. I haven't driven the coupe for a good while though." Darren: "Well let's try it!" I loved the ?36 Chevy coupe. It was Candy Apple Red, lowered, no hood, the engine was a 302 CID V8 with the fuel injection from a ?93 Camero. Everything on the engine that wasn't aluminum was chrome plated! It had a five speed transmission and noisy headers. Inside were black fur carpet, seats, door panels, and dash. It had a chrome, skull head, gearshift knob with blue, led eyes that lit up when the key was on. It had hot, pink, fuzzy, dice, that were really an air freshener, hanging from the review mirror that I had given her for her birthday last fall. Trust me; she was sort of like the little old lady from Pasadena! Except she wasn't that old or little. By the way, incase you have not figured it out; she was and still is my favorite Aunt. Anyway she got behind the wheel and turned the key on and waited for the fuel pump to stop, then turned the switch. The engine started so I locked the side door while she pressed the corresponding button on her remote and the garage door opened. I put the suitcases in the rumble seat area, then we buckled up and she backed out closing the door as we headed down the long driveway. The coupe was not air conditioned so we had the windows down. Many guys waved at us and I slunk down in my seat several times to avoid eye contact. Aunt Jean: "Honey all they see is two pretty ladies in a fancy car! Think about what you saw in the mirror a while ago. Come now and sit up straight like the gorgeous, young lady you look like and they will never know." Well I even got up the courage and waived at one who waived back making Aunt Jean and I giggle. The trip home was about thirty minutes and soon we were at the front door. Aunty stepped out of view and rang the doorbell which I thought was stupid since this was my home. However the reaction from Mother when she answered the door was totally priceless! Alexis pleasantly: "Darren isn't home this week.........." Her voice trailed off into oblivion as she stood there staring at me for what seemed like an ice age. "Da Darla? JANA! YOU HAVE GOT TO SEE THIS!" Aunty stepping into view: "Hi Sis. Isn't she pretty?" Jana running from the kitchen trips on a through rug in the excitement: "Hi Aunty! Who is this foxy little.... HOLY SHIT! DARREN!" Dress, $149.99, Makeover $25.00, gas home, $5.00, the look on Mom' and Jana' faces? PRICELESS!! Aunty finally pushed me in the door and we migrated toward the kitchen. Mother bent down and kissed me and Jana put her arm around me while we headed down the hall. Alexis still in shock: "Jean what have you done?" Aunty: "I did what we discussed. I transformed him back into our Sweet Baby Boy!" We made salad because I was informed again I was now on a diet! There sure is a lot to being a girl and I am just beginning! Alexis: "My! Don't we look the part? Stand, put your arms out to your sides, and turn. Who would have thought?" Jana: "Now if we can just teach him to act as pretty as he looks we will have done a ?good thing'." Alexis: "We are going to teach Darla to think pretty first and acting pretty will follow without toil. What do you think Darla?" Darla: "I think all of you have gone over the edge! All I'll have to do is speak and it will give me away." Aunty: "Alex, remember Penny? She thinks he is a girl and asked him to try and convince her tomboy daughters to try dressing like a girl! Some how, Darla was able to persuade the two of them to let her dress them up when she returns." Alexis with her mouth hanging open: "You mean Darla is going to dress two tomboys up and try o make them feel girly?" Jean smiling: "Yes Dear." Then she told them about David! "She even kissed his cheek! The boy had all he could do to just stutter." Jana laughs: "YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND!? God I knew you were a bit of a pussy, but a boyfriend?! Now that really hurts to find out you were cheating on me!" Darla flabbergasted: "How can I be cheating on you? When did we become lovers?" Jana flirtatiously: "Gee Sweetheart, do I need to draw a diagram with circles and arrows and a paragraph?" Alexis: "Jana that will be quite sufficient! I will not tolerate you humiliating Darla with childish unsupportive comments. Darla, try talking more softly and elevate your pitch. I have some audio disks you are going to listen to while you are sleeping. They will help you relax more by making you think pretty thoughts and will put a feminine touch to everything you do including your voice. " Jean: "Then he tells me his life as a boy is going nowhere and maybe this change will make things better. So he or she has accepted my job offer for the summer!" Jana perturbed: "So where does that leave me and my term project?" Jean smiles: "She has committed herself to you for that purpose. You will come and stay with us on weekends and during the week as your work schedule permits." Jana condescendingly: "One can tell he needs all the help he can get to become a pretty girl! You better not wimp out on me! I am depending on your help." Alexis: "JANA! He or she has promised to do just that and threats are not necessary!" Her voice turns sweet. "Darla Dear, I assume you are the honorable person I have raised. Please do not let me down and keep your promise to Jana." Darla sweetly: "I will. I pinky promise." We locked pinkies and she gave me this strange smile then kissed my lips. Jana hugging me whispers in my ear: "You are turning me on in that dress." Alexis as the doorbell rings: "Ah yes. That must be Dr. Jones! Jana be a dear and bring her in here." Mom was approvingly watching me walk when they entered the kitchen. "We'll talk more later on dear." Dr. Jones: "Alex! How are you?" They hug and kiss. "Jana is growing into such a lovely young woman! Jean Perkins you look so incredible! And who might this pretty little thing be?" As if she didn't know. Alexis: "I seem to be as always." Mom drops her smile. "This is my headache Darren! He is being punished by helping Jana practice her cosmetology skills." I froze in my tracks as she recapped the past school year and finally running away. "....so this is why he is being transformed into Darla. Let's retreat to my office to speak in private. Come Jean Dear." Jana giggles as they exit: "I thought you were going to die when Mother told her about you!" Darla: "Who is Dr. Jones?" Jana: "Oh just one of Mother' old cronies. She moved just before Mother and Daddy got hitched. She helps Mother with her female problems. Doc is a plastic surgeon that specializes in all sorts of female issues. The last time we saw her was when I was having female problems last fall. She helped Mother and I escape my Ex-Father after his final tirade." Darla: "It really pisses me off to think about anyone beating you and Mother with their fists like that asshole did. Why would any body want to inflict bodily injury to the two most delicate and gorgeous ladies to ever walk this planet? I truly wish I could make it right for you." Jana very lovingly: "Kenny is not my birth Father but he has been true blue and is my real Father. Between the two of you and Aunty all has been put right. You know, even though you have been acting like a little shit as of late, you are a very caring and lovable brother. Maybe that is why I expect so much more from you." Alexis calling from her office door: "Darla would you come hither please?" I walked into her office. "Doc wants to examine you dear. So, off with the dress." I gave her a concerned look. "Oh come on now girl! Allow us to help. You said your nipples were sore so let her examine you." Mom and Aunty had my dress and slip off in a New York second. I stepped over to Doc. She gently slipped her hand inside the cup on the left side and then the right. She then gently rolled my left nipple between her thumb and index finger. I winced and tightened up slightly becoming very aroused and then she gently twitched it rapidly with her nail. I tried to pull away but Mom was behind me and I could not move. Then she touched my crotch and I instantly ejaculated in my panties! I was extremely embarrassed even though it felt very nice. Dr. Jones: "What I think she is experiencing is a hormone deficiency. Notice that the breast is developing and it excites him to have it fondled. This can be causing sexual frustration. Alex, are there stains on his sheets?" Alexis: "All the time, although I have not made a big thing of it." Dr. Jones: "Did you enjoy what I did?" I was too embarrassed to speak and shook my head yes. Mom smiled that all knowing smile. "I am booked solid until after Memorial Day, Tuesday after at 10:00 AM.?" Alexis: "We will be there." They helped me put my slip and dress on so I wouldn't smear my makeup. Dr. Jones: "Until then continue with vitamins I have been giving you and I think we need four of the pink and purple capsules morning and night. If he redeems himself from his punishment he should continue to wear the bra as it will give relief to the soreness." Alexis: "There is no chance of redemption! Go find your sister dear." The three continued to talk for an hour or so. Now if Mom knew I was playing with myself why hasn't she said anything? I have never heard of anyone ever being examined like that! Hm.... Jana was not to be found down stairs and I had heard her getting the luggage out of the coupe. I approached the stairs and very carefully started up them. Making sure my heel was on the next step seemed to be an awkward task. How do women pull this off with such grace? Then I remembered about tip toes. I went to my room so I could change my undies. Of course I had to explain why because inquiring minds have to know. Jana with a sly grin: "She did the same to me only I had to come home thirty five miles in wet panties! Yuk!" She hands me a clean pair identical to the pair I had on. "So what was the verdict?" Darla: "Some sort of hormone deficiency. I have an appointment the first Tuesday in June." Jana smirks: "I think all of us girls have some sort of deficiency!" She kissed me on the lips and we went to survey the "disaster area." I was not allowed to change for this job. I was to get used to squatting, bending, and doing things gracefully. She stayed on my case about the way I did everything. Standing, sitting, stooping, keeping my legs together, keeping my voice pitch elevated, and on and on. I really don't know how we ever got it all cleaned up for her fussing at me so much. She went through my CD's and informed me that most were not on Mother's approved list because only female artists were approved and made me pack up most of them. I was allowed to keep Twisted Sister, Alice Cooper, Poison and Boy George. She also let me keep Janet Jackson, Pat Benetar, Shania Twain, Jessica Simpson, Bangles, Jennifer Lopez and other girly CD's. Then she adds most of my video games to the box except for games with a heroine, like Tomb Raider, Final Fantasy, Resident Evil and a few others. I was allowed to keep my NASCAR games as long as I created a female driver and painted my car in girly colors. She made me down load several feminine Windows themes then I had to pick one for my desk top. Man, it was pink and had daisies everywhere. Jana: "I think city dump is a bit to masculine for your computer name. Decide on something prettier. Mine is Princess." We kicked it around and finally decided on Tinkerbelle! GOOD GRIEF!! We moved the bed and there was a moldy plate of spaghetti with a dead mouse in it, several comic books, dirty gym socks, two pairs of dirty under shorts and a Pepsi can with cigarette butts in it and Jana gave me a very critical look! After changing the sheets, which had not been changed for a couple of months, we made the bed. The room was then completely dusted and vacuumed including the closet then liberally fumigated with lilac scented air freshener. The mirrors and windows got cleaned with Windex and after noticing my lipstick was faded I applied two fresh coats. The woodwork was all washed clean as well as the furniture polished with lemon Pledge. Four hours later my room sparkled. Alexis standing in the doorway: "Wow! Surely this is not my Baby Boy' room!" Jana: "I thought we were going to have to get has-mat suits when we moved the bed and cleaned the closet! We found a dead rat under the bed! Now I know what hat terrible smell was last week. He was in a plate of moldy spaghetti. It was like so gross." Alexis: "Little Sister you are going to keep this place spotless. We will no longer tolerate such filth." She sits on the bed and pats it signaling for me to come and sit. "Doc thinks your hormone balance is not correct and as a result you are growing breasts and not maturing which would account for you size. However she wants to be certain and is going run some very extensive tests." Jana laughing: "What poetic justice!" Mom swung but missed her with the crop as Jana moved back. I did not know what to ask or think. I sat there scared out of my wits with my mouth open. I could feel my mouth dry up and tears in my eyes. It felt like a week passed before I was able to recover. My next reaction was total suspicion. Darla skeptically: "OK. The joke is over. Everybody laugh! Ha, Ha. I fell for it!" Alexis very sweetly: "It is not a joke dear. She thinks you are as much girl as you are boy. This explains your lack of interest in many common boy activities, lack of body and facial hair and your petite size." Jana laughing: "Oh my god. I knew he was not normal." Alexis sternly: "Jana I am warning you only once more. This is very serious. What if the only solution to this is for your brother to change into a girl, for real?" She sat there with her eyes and mouth wide open and her tongue, in her cheek, waiting for a response. Darla: "Mom I can't believe this is happening. I can't do this." Alexis: "Look in the mirror. What do you see? I see a pretty young girl in a dress that is more feminine than your sister wears. Now we will cross all of these bridges as we come to them." I saw her wink at Jana in the mirror. "Jana let's give her time to herself." they both kissed me on the lips and then left me to myself. I went to Jana' room and sat at her dressing table looking at my image. I untied the dress and opened the front. I did a very thorough visual inspection and then proceeded to fondle myself. I turned every possible angle and sure enough I was sprouting boobs! It turned me on to play with them. I touched my knee and the inside of my thigh and that turned me on too! Well what if I am half girl. Maybe I should stop resisting and start trying harder. Darren you need to pull yourself together dude. Like why are you listening to this shit? These women are screwing up your head. But the evidence was in front of me. What if they are just doing this for retribution? What if they aren't? I have no place to run away to so I still will have to wait for an opportunity to split. What will Dad say? What will my buds think? Do I care what they think? Jana came up behind me about an hour later and put her arms around me then kissed my cheek. She held me and gently rocked for probably fifteen minutes. Jana soft and gently: "I am so really sorry I laughed earlier. I thought it was just another one of Mother' complicated games to re-gain absolute control over you. Let me help straighten your makeup. From now on don't ever let Mother see you looking faded because she will blister your butt. Tomorrow you will start to learn how makeup works. We will share my dressing table for time being." She re-applies everything and has me looking pretty in a short time. "Now let's get some vital statistics." Now she brings up an interesting question. Is this one of Mom' elaborate schemes to gain control of me, or what? Probably or what! All of today' events played heavily on my mind. Like I said before, this girl is a world class champion liar. She makes the CIA look like a Boy Scout adventure weekend. She is a force of one not to be reckoned with! Since when does she share anything with me? She won't even share our bathroom that connects our bedrooms! Mom is a force not to be reckoned with either. Her rules are very complex and one depends on another so that when you break one there seems to be several that are included. This makes atonement virtually impossible without several extra heavy duty penalties. One of which is that riding crop she wields like a Samurai Sword. She is scary because she pulls that thing out of thin air like the Duncan McCleod even! Darla: "This is going to take an enormous amount of time to get used to." Aunty enters: "Jana I have given your room to our little kitten so you will either have to share or pick another. Darla must be totally immersed in being a girl for this to work." Jana: "Aunty what ever my little sister needs she gets, but I think sharing will be nice!" Aunty kisses and hugs us both and leaves. "Lets see, you are fourteen years old, five feet tall, weight is..." She looks up at me. Darren: "105 Lbs. soaking wet." Jana measures my chest without my breast forms, waist, and hips. "30A - 28 - 30. Hair is soft black below shoulders, eyes are bright blue, skin tone is medium light, shoe size is..." She measure the left foot several ways. "6 ? M is a pretty size for a girl's foot! That is all. Now we start cleaning you up." Darren: "Whatever." Jana: "Bubble bath time!" She goes into her bathroom and starts filling the tub. She sprinkled bubble powder under the faucet and soap bubbles started mounding up. The fragrance was familiar but I could not recall where I had encountered it before. As the tub filled she motioned for me to get in. Jana sweetly: "OK? Now in you go." Darren complains: "Aw man! I just had a bubble bath at Auntie Jean' yesterday! Do I have to?" Jana frowns and gets up in my face and grins sweetly: "Yes! Get in pain! Sit back and try to allow yourself to relax. I will check on you shortly." I tried to relax but the events leading up to this kept playing back in my mind. I also thought about my Father and surely he would save me from this. My Father' name is Kenneth. He is a computer systems engineer for a company that builds robotic factories. As a result he is gone for long periods that can be as long as a year. He has built plants all over the globe. Mom refers to him lovingly as her Gypsy. Jana returning: "Have we shriveled up yet? Let me see a hand. Aunt Jean did a really good job on your nails!" She took an implement from her manicure kit and scraped under my nails on the left hand. She then scrubbed the nails and hand with a nail brush until it looked as clean as new skin. She repeated this process with the other hand. I was then handed a bar of sweet smelling soap and a washcloth and told to wash everywhere. She watched and scrubbed some places I never worry with like my ears and my toe nails. Then she scrubbed my hair with a vengeance and after rinsing it with the hose, worked conditioner thru it that smelled like strawberries which I had to leave in while I was taught to shave my legs and body. It was embarrassing and arousing having her inspect me and make me go over some places a third and fourth time. My hair was rinsed next with her shower hose and she tied a towel around my head. Next I was told to get out and I learned to pat dry myself then she sprayed me with Skin So Soft. No wonder it took so long for women to bath! I was dragged into her room and powdered all over with her powder puff. Jana handed me this pink, charmeuse kimono, while removing the price tags, which came to mid thigh, was trimmed in black and had this fancy D on the left side. Now where did this robe come from? She also handed me a magenta, boy leg, panty made from spandex that looked just like the ones I had been wearing. As I wiggled into them I realized that they were just like the ones Aunty put on me and would keep my male organ under tight control. These were very smooth, sort of silky and had a little rose, in the front, on the waistband. A corset was put on me and tied until breathing was impossible. The robe felt very luxurious and stimulated me you know where especially when it touch those panties and bra cups! Jana as I tied the robe: "Now brush those nasty teeth and down to the kitchen to cut and style that mop." I gave her a very hard stare. "Trust me; you are going to look very pretty when we are done." Now that is exactly what was worrying me. I didn't want to be pretty or smell like a flower garden yet even though I had promised Aunty I would model for her. On the other hand, I was not up to another slap-fest or more of the riding crop and I remembered Mom thinking I was honorable. So I resigned myself to just endure until a more opportune moment (yea, fat chance.) I'm hoping Dad will bail me out when he comes home this month. Down in the kitchen Mom was deciding on supper and Jana started to set up her hair cutting tools. She sat me in a chair in the middle of the floor and put her apron around my neck. She started combing my hair out. Alexis grinning: "Your new robe looks very pretty on you dear. I do hope you like it. We picked it out special. The D was for Darren but now is for Darla! Mm.. You smell so good!" Jana chirps: "Darla is going to be gorgeous when I am finished." Darren: "Darla? Special robe?" Alexis: "Yes dear. Jana there is nothing here that is quick or easy. Let's get pizza for a change! Yes, we picked it especially for you dear. We were shopping a while back and just knew it was meant for a pretty sissy." She goes to the phone in her office and calls Dominos. How far back is a while back? Last week? Last month? Now maybe I have been watching C.S.I. to much but this could be another clue to a conspiracy. Jana happy: "We are going to have so much fun together shopping and doing things as sisters. You said earlier you wish you could make things right. Well, I will never have a chance to have a sister and this could really be fun. I promise it will be fun for you too." There is a knock on the kitchen door and Jana lets Tracey in. Tracey is really cute but a sever pain in the butt! Jana and Tracey are the same age only she graduates from our high school in June. This beautiful and sexy tomboy wants all guys to believe she is there equal in absolutely everything you can imagine. She is great fun to play video games with because she is pretty good at guy kind of games like NASCAR racing pretending to be Janet Guthrie. We compare strategies in Tomb Raider all the time. When it comes to choosing a wingman, or wing-woman, she is jamb up! She knows a few things about everything and it starts arguments all time creating this constant debate. She is also a very witchy fox. Her legs and curvy body never give a guy's senses a break! She always smells really nice making her easy to detect when she tries to sneak up on you. Her smile makes a guy wonder what wild thoughts are running thru her head. Hair is very light brown with natural golden highlights that she wears in a long braid that touches her butt and she wears light makeup. She always wears short pleated skirts and boyish looking tops. If Tracey would just listen instead of always trying to prove something our relationship would go a thousand times farther. This very pretty young lady is one of my favorite buds and I would go to any and every extreme for her just as I would for Don or Jeff. Tracey surprised: "The monster has returned!" Jana: "Look what the cat dragged thru the door! You can help decide on hair style." Tracey: "Lets dye him vanilla blonde!" Jana: "Can't until school is out. Mother' rule." Tracey: "Do a long straight page cut with bangs, long enough to curl gently under the chin. Layer it so the shape will hold." Jana: "Hm, OK. That will be much less trouble to take care of for the time being." Darren thinking to himself: "Time being?" The two went on jabbering about shopping, clothes, shoes, makeup, jewelry, and on and on. Jana parted my hair in the center and used a straight razor instead of scissors for a more professional look. She kept repositioning my head and telling me to hold still. Jana positioned my eyes straight ahead and combed a large amount of hair over my eyes and then holding it between her fingers trimmed it straight across and I had bangs. She was moving right along when Mom re-entered. Alexis cheery: "Hi Tracey. Come to help transform our unruly little beast into a princess?" They all laugh. Tracey: "Sure thing. He will be so pretty because his features are so girl like anyway." Jana: "How long Mother?" Alexis: "How long what dear?" Jana: "Before the pizza gets here?" Alexis: "Oh, about half an hour." Jana: "Great we will be done just in time." She worked and they kept on talking about my fate as though my feelings didn't even matter. Right before Jana was finished Tracey used cold-cr?me and removed my makeup then put something on my eye brows. Jana took her hair drier and brush and started to work. When she was finished Tracey arched my eyebrows and thinned them so much they never could have been attached to a boy. Jana took me to the mirror in the hall with my eyes closed and turned the lights on. Jana giggles: "You may look now Darla." I was speechless! There was a girl staring back at me! Alexis: "My, don't we look pretty and feminine?" Darla (Darren?): "Mom I can't go to school like this! I'll get the crap beat out of me!" I started to cry. Alexis: "Well one should have thought about that before running away. I don't care how much trouble it gets you into with the guys. This punishment will not go away. You will not bamboozle your way out of this! All of your teachers know about this and applaud my effort. In fact, any infractions or slip ups and I will be notified. Do I need to explain the results of wrong actions?" I started for my room and was grabbed by Tracey. Tracey: "Whoa baby sister! We haven't done your nails yet!" Darla: "MOM!" Alexis: "Let the nails wait for the next act of disobedience. You may put clear top coat only. One more infraction before school ends and you will get your ears pierced and bright, red, long, acrylic, nails. After that we will have to see. This doesn't include current punishments." Tracey removed the nail polish while Jana applied some basic makeup and red lipstick. The pizza arrived and we cleared the kitchen table to eat. I was admonished not to eat like a slob. I grabbed a piece and started stuff my face. Mom painfully grabbed the food from my hand and had that "punisher" look on her face. Alexis: "Now that is exactly what I meant! Take smaller dainty bites and absolutely do not grab. Try not to smear your lipstick! You must remember to act not as an unruly boy but as a well mannered young lady. Otherwise everyone will soon suspect you are a sissy. If you don't know how to act then watch others first so you will not embarrass either your sister or I. You may continue." She threatens with her crop. Man, she pulls that thing out of nowhere! After that warning I had all I could do to get the second slice down as my stomach was in an uproar and my corset was squeezing the life out of me. Those panties were doing their job to entice me in the crotch which made it hard to not to wiggle or think about eating. I watched how they ate so I could try to imitate their actions later. After dinner I was told to wash my hands and get all the pizza sauce out from under my nails and "brush those teeth." In the bathroom, I looked in the mirror and could not believe how much I looked like a girl. Upon my return she sat me at the table then used a blow drier on my nails. All three women kept going on about what was on sale and men. She then pushed the cuticles back and filed them nice and round! She then applied two coats of clear green base that was supposed to have had some sort of growth activator in it. The conversation somehow turned to afternoon soaps as she applied top coat that was a "no chip" formula and was supposed to harden your nails. All this stuff says it is quick drying. However, I didn't think it was that quick because Jana used her hair drier and it took an hour and she was still telling me to be careful. The conversation had shifted to Memorial Day activities as she put another coat of bright red on my toes and put toe separators between them while they dried. Darla protesting: "I can't wear this to school!" Tracey: "Get off of it man. Like who will see under your socks and sneakers?" Jana exuberant: "Oh my! Tracey we will have our little sister here to teach and help out!" Alexis grins: "Yes. Won't that be a blessing? No brat boy to make a disaster of the picnic. It will be just we girls! Let's invite Jean also." Tracey: "We have to find her the right outfit and shoes." Alexis: "I'll bet Jean knows just what to get her." I dozed off, with my hands spread, on the table, while leaning on Mom' shoulder. I was awakened by her shaking me gently. "Poor Baby Boy, are we worn to a frazzle?" I yawned. Jana checking my nails: "Well we are certainly dry here. Come little sister. I must find you a gown." She opened one of my suit cases and got out my pink baby-dolls and a pair of nylons. I was dressed in a short time with Jana giggling over me in the baby-doll PJ's. We then went about unpacking and putting up my new clothes. Jana: "I can see we will have to clean out most of your boy clothes to make room for your new things after school tomorrow." She went to her room and returned with surgical gloves in her hands. "Every night for a while, we are going to put excess cr?me on your hands and then these gloves on. When you wake up in the morning simply pull them off. This is called moisture therapy." Mother brought her DVD player with ear phones and told me I was to allow this to play in my ears while sleeping all night. She was also going give me a different disk every couple of days. The label on the disk simply said subliminal #1. All I could hear was the gentle surf for a while and then the quiet sounds of the woods. There was chirping birds and even a woodpecker in the distance! It was so relaxing! I imagined lying on the beach wearing my night clothes with the soft warm sand under me. I could feel the warmth of the sun on my face with my eyes closed and the waves coming just to my heels. Jana paid me a visit during the night. As always she French kissed me and felt me up until I was very, very hard only this time it didn't take much because the sensation her touching me thru the baby doll nightie was extremely arousing. This time she just made me ejaculate on my sheets! I was spent and didn't give it much thought. She French kissed me once more and went to bed giggling. I put the ear phone back in and went fast asleep. THE DREAM Mother and Jana came into my room and putting a finger across my lips indicating silence got me up. We stood in a circle as Mother sprinkled fairy dust and it sparkled drifting to the floor where it continued to glow. We held hands and started to move clockwise turning left to take a step and then facing center. Mother and Jana softly chanting: "Butterflies, butterflies, give us direction, come and take us to the palace of Perfection!" As they chanted a pink glow washed over the room from the ceiling and progressing slowly to the floor. Alexis: "You must chant also Sweetheart." I start to chant in rhythm with them and as the light touches our heads a crown of lilacs and daisies appears on our head as the light changes to blue as it washes down our bodies and we are magically dressed in long, flowing, chiffon robes. Mother' is white, Jana' is lavender and mine is pink. Rainbow colored, shear wings appear be hind both women as the bluish glow reaches the floor. Our circle begins to lift from the floor and spin at an accelerated rate. The room disappears into the darkness and a beautiful full moon illuminates a place deep in the Thermodon plain. As we come to rest in a large clearing millions of fireflies hover overhead to light up the few steps and throne of the Fairy Queen. It is Aunt Jean! And how splendid she looks in her long, flowing, chiffon gown and her wings are larger than every one's! She speaks in a loving and soft voice that echoes in the silence. Fairy Queen: "Alexis Fairy God Mother of Jana our Fairy Princess, your presence is always a welcome embrace! Please come forward and speak your heart." She walks ceremoniously up the six stairs and kneels kissing a huge sapphire ring on the Fairy Queen' hand. Alexis very softly: "Fair Queen I come to ask the Great Counsel to grant, in the great tradition of our ancestors, the right of inductance of Darren my adopted son." Fairy Queen: "Has he been informed as to what this is about?" Alexis: "No Great Queen. I felt you should be the one to explain it to him. He has a very doubting spirit as all teen aged boys." The Fairy Queen calls me to come kneel at her feet and I mounted the stairs and kneeled gracefully at her feet looking down. Mother takes my trembling hand in her'. The Queen gently guided my chin upward to look at her and smiled. Fairy Queen: "Darren, what your Mother asks is a great honor. She must love you with all her heart and have great trust in you to make such a request. She asks that you be allowed birthright of a Fairy God Mother and be allowed the opportunity to become one of us even though you are only an adopted child. If the counsel decides to honor her request you will be given the choice to test the waters so to speak. First you will be given one cycle of the moon to decide if you want to try and if you do you will live as a female fairy for one year while under apprenticeship of Alexis." A dragonfly fairy brings her a card which she opens and reads. Fairy Queen smiled: "Alexis the counsel holds you in their highest regard and grants your request by unanimous decision! Darren Dear you have once cycle of the moon, choose wisely. The ways of the Lilac Butterfly can give you great power to help others. Your birthright is also of my lineage as my nephew but this request had to be made of your Mother. I will love you as always no matter what you choose." She bends and kisses Mother' bowed head and my forehead. Alexis choked on her tears of joy: "Fairy Queen I have no words to express my gratitude...." Fairy Queen smiled: "Your tears say it all! Go now and teach him well that he may make the choice we want for him." Mother and I return to the clearing where Jana was crying waiting for us. Nothing is said as we walk in a circle counter clockwise and my bedroom returns. The sky is beginning to show a dark blue light as Mother covers me and kisses my cheek. I drift off to sleep. To be continued in chapter 3; Jana' New Sissy Toy