Jackie Ventures Out
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Jackie and I
By
Mel Thompson
I had just turned 15 a few weeks ago. My life should be happy, but it's
anything but. My brother and his wife were just buried 2 days ago after
being killed in a hit and run; and there are no suspects in the crime.
Now my mom is having Jackie move in with us. Jackie is my sister-in-
laws sister. Jackie has no other family (she lived with my brother and
his wife) and my mom, being the sweet person that she is, has legally
become Jackie's guardian (the legality issues still being worked out).
Jackie is a year younger than I am and we actually get along pretty
well. Unlike her sister Maria (my brother's wife), Jackie is not a very
pretty girl. She has no development to speak of and she likes it that
way. Jackie is a jock and a tomboy; wearing boy's clothes and having a
short, guy haircut. There are rumors going around that she is a
lesbian, and I kind of believe them. Now don't get me wrong, I'm no
stud or anything myself; so I guess I shouldn't pass judgment on someone
else. I'm short and rail thin, gangly I guess you could say, but I'm a
fairly well adjusted person. I loved my life until now. Anyway, Jackie
is going to move in and now our small house is going to get smaller. I
guess I'll just have to get used to it.
Two Weeks Later
Mom is having a hard time dealing with Jackie. No real hostility but
Jackie has been exceptionally moody since moving in. She won't talk to
either my mom or I other than simple answers to simple questions. I
really feel sorry for her and I want to help her get over this tragedy.
It was out of my concern that I did something I should not have, and
also where my story really starts.
One day I went looking for Jackie and could not find her. I looked all
over the house and around the neighborhood, but she was nowhere to be
seen. I finally ended up back in her bedroom and I saw her diary lying
open on the nightstand. My curiosity got the better of me and I started
reading it. It was a very revealing story. Jackie was a lesbian; at
least she thought so of herself. I also found out something even
stranger; Jackie wished that she were a boy! She has always thought of
herself as a boy trapped in a girl's body. I freaked out about this and
left her room.
I went back to my room and lay down on the bed. Wow, that explains her
acting all weird and depressed. I thought it was the grief over the
deaths, but Jackie was overly depressed about it. She said in her diary
that she had actually thought about killing herself! What do I do?
Should I tell mom, or just confront her about it. I guess I'll sleep
over it and hopefully know what to do about it. I went to bed.
Around 3 am or so, I had a knock on my bedroom door, and Jackie was
standing there when I opened it. I let her in and she looked like she
wanted to kill someone, and that someone was me.
"You read my diary, didn't you?!?" Jackie whispered angrily.
"I'm sorry, Jackie. I don't know what to say." I answered.
Jackie just stood there for a second and then started crying. I went
over and gave her a hug and she clung onto me and cried pretty heavily
for a few minutes. When she was done, she looked at me sternly.
"You didn't tell anyone, did you? Your Mom?"
"No, no one."
"Well?" Jackie looked at me, waiting for a response.
"What's your business is your business, Jackie. I'm not going to tell
anyone." I answered, then after a few seconds of silence I asked.
"Did you really want to kill yourself? I guess I'm a little confused."
"You don't know what it's like to be this way. I hate my body and
myself. I never wanted to be this way. I've always felt like a boy. I
hate that I have a vagina! I just wish I could get rid of it and be
normal. I know that sounds weird, but I can't help it. I hate myself
because of it!" Jackie then started crying again.
"I'm sorry you feel that way, Jackie. I wish there was something I
could do to help." I didn't know what else to tell her.
"I know, Mel. You and your Mom have been great, and I can't thank her
enough. Wow, I feel a little better to be able to get it off my chest.
Thanks."
"Jackie, I just want you to feel better. I'm glad I could help as
little as I did."
Jackie smiled for the first time since she got here, and then left to go
back to her room. I fell back asleep.
A Month Later
I kept Jackie's secret safe with me. Jackie told me that she would tell
my mom soon and I decided it was her story to tell when she saw fit.
Jackie started to act better toward everyone and things were going
fairly well. The only thing that bothered Jackie was my mom's attempts
to get Jackie to look and act like a girl more. Jackie wanted nothing
to do with it. It was one of my mom's attempts that jolted something
inside of me.
We all three were going through my brother's and his wife's personal
things to decide on what to keep, get rid of, or donate to charity.
Well, like I said before, Maria (Jackie's sister) was a very feminine,
girly girl. She was beautiful and well built and liked to show it.
Maria had an extensive wardrobe and my mom was going through it, trying
to talk Jackie into keeping some of the clothes and stuff for herself.
"Do you like this one?" My mom said, holding up a pink, halter style
sundress. "I think it's adorable."
"I just don't think I can wear my sister's stuff, Michelle (my mom's
name). It would be too small on me anyhow." This was true because
Jackie was at least 3 inches taller than Maria, and more bulky and
muscular.
"I can take it out a little, if you like?"
"I just don't feel comfortable."
"I understand. It's just a shame that we have to give all these pretty
clothes away." My mom let it rest.
It was during this exchange that something hit me. I was putting away
my brothers' things, but I couldn't take my eyes off of Maria's stuff.
I kept trying to look away, but I couldn't. Maria had such pretty
clothes, my mom was right about that. Why did I think they were pretty?
I had to leave to stop thinking about it. Later that night, as I was
lying in bed, I couldn't get the thought out of my head about Maria's
clothes. I barely slept.
Two Months Later
I finally have my opportunity to do something about my feelings. Ever
since the day of packing, that strange thought of Maria's clothes has
been digging in my brain. It's finally come to a head. Right after the
day we did the packing, my mom asked me if I'd take the boxes of clothes
we were donating to Goodwill to the store. I told her I would and I
drove to the store. I took all the boxes inside and gave them to
Goodwill; all except the boxes of Maria's stuff. The urge to keep them
was overwhelming. I drove back home and waited for my mom to go out and
snuck the boxes back into the attic. My mom never goes up there, so I
knew I would not be caught. Now, Jackie and my mom are going back to
the town where Jackie lived with my brother and sister-in-law to get
Jackie's school records sent to our school and take care of some other
legal business. They lived the next state over, so I would have the
house to myself. I waited for around 2 hours after they left to make
sure there was no unexpected turn around on their part. I went to the
attic and brought down the clothes to my room.
I have done a lot of research on my obsession and I've come to the
realization that I have to try this to see if I like it. I went and
took a shower and when I was done, I rubbed my body with Nair. I bought
some supplies that I would need to do this right. I didn't want to do a
half-assed job of it. I waited a few minutes and then wiped all the
hair off of my body (except my head, of course). When I was done I
patted myself dry. It felt so weird to be hairless, but it also felt
good! I took some baby oil and rubbed it into my body all over. Again,
it felt good! I don't know why, but it does. I went into my room and
went right to one of the boxes until I found a pink, satin French-cut
panty. I slid it on. I thought that it would get me all sexually
excited, but I didn't. It just felt good! It was like a weight was
lifted off of my shoulders. I loved the softness of it. It was so
pretty. I wanted that feeling to last forever.
I then rummaged around until I found the matching bra. It was pink
satin in a 38D (Maria had implants). I put the aback of the bra in
front and closed the clasps. Then I twisted it around and put my arms
through the straps. I had to open up the straps slightly, but it fit
like a dream. Oh my God, it feels like I'm being constantly hugged! I
love it. I was dizzy with the high I was getting. I wanted more. I
sifted through the boxes until I found an outfit that I always thought
looked good on Maria. It was a pink fitted short-sleeved blouse and a
white, pleated mini-skirt. I put the top on and then excitedly slid the
skirt up my legs and fastened the side zipper.
I was so excited that I started to hyperventilate. I had to sit down,
remembering to smooth my skirt underneath me as I did. I didn't want to
look at myself until I was finished. I found a pink belt and slipped it
through the belt loops. It was a really cute belt. I then found some
pink, open toed sandals with a 4-inch heel. I couldn't believe my luck
when I fit into her shoes! They were slightly tight around the sides,
but the length was perfect. I immediately stood up and took a step and
fell over. I had to stand for a while to get my balance, but I finally
got to the point where I could take small steps in them. After about an
hour of walking, I could at least walk in the heels.
I went to my closet and pulled out a box that I had hidden. I pulled
out a blonde wig that was styled in a layered cut with asymmetrical
bangs and went down to my shoulders. I keep my own hair short, so the
wig fit pretty well. I put it in place and then I walked over to an old
standing mirror in my mom's room. I was shocked! I read enough stories
online to think that I would get some raging hard-on when I saw myself.
I didn't. I saw a gawky teenage girl looking back at me. I wasn't drop
dead gorgeous, but I wasn't ugly or manly looking either. The one thing
that stood out was that I needed make-up, but I didn't want to put any
on, fearing that I wouldn't know how to remove it. I took some steps
around the room, watching myself in the mirror.
I loved the way it felt when the skirt swished around my legs and butt
as I walked. I tried putting a little sway in my step as I walked; and
got it down nicely as long as I took small steps. After a few minutes
of this, I stopped walking as the realization hit me. I'm just like
Jackie, only in reverse. I felt normal and right dressed like this. I
liked looking like a girl! All these thoughts that had been building in
my head over the last two months are being realized. I wanted to look
like this. I spent the whole day dressed like this and then got
undressed and put everything back in the attic before I went to bed. I
was still all excited over what I did today (although my feet ached from
wearing heels all day). I knew I needed more of this.
Three Months Later
I have been secretly dressing as often as I can, which is not enough for
my taste. Any time I'm alone in the house, I'm putting on a skirt or
dress and heels. I love wearing heels! They make my legs look so sexy
and feminine. Anyway, Jackie is at field hockey practice and my mom is
visiting friends; so I have the house to myself for a while. I decided
on a black skirt suit with a frilly white blouse, black 5-inch pumps,
and black lace panty and bra set. I even put on a half-slip under my
skirt and black pantyhose. I have become quite adept at putting on hose
without running them. I decided on getting something to drink and went
downstairs to get it. I opened the fridge and got a can of Diet Pepsi
and turned around. There was Jackie just staring at me with a little
smile on her face...
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