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Tabitha Awakes By Sammy
It had been several months since I had gone to the prom as Tabitha and I
was now starting my first year of collage. Me and Stacy ended up going
to the same school so I was hoping it still have her in my life. I had
been looking forward to starting collage all summer just to try to put
the event of prom-night behind me and the desire to be Tabitha, hoping it
would help me to push Tabitha out of my mind.
I figured sharing a dorm with another guy I wouldn't be able to be
Tabitha as I had over the summer in private. My hope was not being able
to dress would help to get rid of the desire and she would just fade out
of my mind. Leaving her behind me as I went on.
My first roommate, Derrick, seemed to be uncomfortable around me from day
one. He would ask me 'why would you get your cut hair that way', I guess
it didn't look like a guy cut since hadn't got it cut since prom-night.
He really didn't seem to think it was something a guy would do and why
had I dye it light blonde. 'Are you gay?' he would ask me.
I like my hair as it was, I had even gotten it color again since it had
grown out and was thinking of getting it cut this way again. It was my
hair and I was going to keep it this way.
I wondered sometime if was I acted a little more like a girl and this was
another reason Derrick found me strange. It seemed that I would at times
sway my hip when walking like Stacy had taught me. I would notice it at
times, but I wondered if I ever did it when I was not paying attention.
I also found myself talk with Tabitha's voice without think or holding my
self like her.
Derrick was also shocked that my legs and arms were free of hair. I
really never had lots of hair to start with, but I couldn't seem to let
it grow back. I would tell myself that I would stop shaving, but I
couldn't stand it anymore that a day or two.
Then about a month into the year I came home to find that Derrick was
moving out. He had asked for a new roommate and it seem they had found
him a new one in another dorm. I can't say I was upset by this at all,
but was curious to why he asked for a new one. It seemed he had found my
prom dress which was in a box under my bed along with everything else
that I had wore to the prom. The last think he said to me was that he
wasn't going to live in a room with a freak like me.
I was told I would get a new roommate soon, but not told when. A few
days after Derrick left I had found the desire to be Tabitha again too
much. I couldn't fight it, so I figure there would be no harm since I
hadn't got a new roommate yet. I got everything out and dressed up in my
prom dress once again.
So I looked into the mirror, I once again seen Tabitha looking back at
me. I love to see her there in the mirror since it had been a month now.
It was to long for her to be gone.
I had been dressed for an hour now and had been lying on my bed for about
five minutes. I then heard a key in the lock of the door, then I shot up
to my feet as the door opened. A guy started in and stopped as he saw
me, then he looked around the room and back to me.
"Is Tim around?" the guy said really not looking too surprised to see me
this way. Then I figured out that he just thought I was a girl that I may
have had in the room.
"Um, I'm Tim," said in a sheepish voice with my head down.
"Okay," he said as though nothing was amiss, "I'm your new roommate
Bill." He held his hand out to shake mine. I was taken back by this as I
figure he wouldn't want anything to do with me. After a second I put out
my hand and we shook hands then he turned back to the door to get his
bags.
"Oh let me help you with those," I said without thinking I talked as
Tabitha.
"Nonsense, I can let a lady do that for me," he smiled.
"Well I'm not really a girl."
"Well as long as you are dress like that I can't treat you otherwise. I
honesty wouldn't have known if you hadn't said you were Tim." I sat down
on my bed and placed my hands in my lap.
"I'm sorry that you found me like this, but I just didn't realize they
found me a new roommate."
"You have nothing to be sorry about, if you wish to dress like a
beautiful young woman you will hear no complaints from me."
"Well thanks." He walked over to me.
"So what is your name." He placed my right hand in his hands.
"Um," I was having a hard time talking now, "you already know it."
"No, I mean your female name."
"Oh, Tabatha," I was having a little trouble breathing.
"Well Tabitha," he kissed the top of my hand, "I'm pleased to meet you.
I just would like you to know I will treat you as the lady you are."
"I think I will get change."
"You don't have to do that on my account."
"I think it may be best."
"If you feel it's the best for you."
I walked into the bathroom, but found my knees felt that they were going
to give way. I couldn't believe want had just happen and felt so
embarrassed. I just wanted to get out of these clothes and hidden them
back under the bed so I could forget the hold thing.
I walked back out across the room to my bed and placed all my stuff back
into the box under my bed. I didn't say a thing as Bill was unpacking. I
just grabbed a book and sat on my bed cross-legged at I faced the foot of
the bed. I started to read my book and tried to keep to myself.
"Can I ask you something?"
"I guess," I said as looked up from my book to my left at him.
"How long have you been you been dressing like that?"
"Not too long, it's really nothing, why," I said a little confused by the
question.
"Well, it's just that even now I can really only see you as a lady."
"What," I was very confused now?
"Well I assumed that you were wearing a wig before, but that is your
hair. Beautiful hair, may I add, just not guys hair. Then there is that
way you hold yourself, very feminine, really no male mannerisms. Look at
the way you are sitting on the bed, a guy would rarely sit like that.
Then your voice is flawless. Even in that T-shirt and sweat shorts you
really don't like much like a guy. So I just assumed that you have been
doing it since a young age."
"I really look and act like a girl," I was puzzled by this. I thought I
had been doing a good job hiding Tabitha, but it seemed not.
"You do, but I have to say you seem puzzled by this." I turn my body to
the left toward Bill and hung my leg over the end.
"I think I'm. I mean the last several months have been confusing for me
and before that I had never dressed as a girl. Then I come to collage
and my first roommate thought I was a freak and then finds those clothes
under my bed. He asked to be moved to another dorm, then you come in and
tell me this."
"It is just hard to believe you only recently started to dress, as I said
you give off the vibe of being female."
"What is happening to me?" Then I started to cry even though I tried to
hold back. "I'm so confused."
To my surprise Bill came over and put his arm around me, I guessed, in
the hopes that it would comfort me. "So did something happen to you."
"I'm sorry about this. Look at me I'm cry like a baby."
"Don't worry about. So do you what to tell me about it."
"Well you see those clothes I was in before, I wore them to the prom."
"Was that your first time?"
"Yes, my-childhood-bully forced the dress like that as part of a bet. He
was planning to humiliate, but things got so complicated. I'm sorry I
really don't want to get into it with you any more then that."
"Don't be sorry you don't have to say anything you don't want to. I just
want to ask you do you like being Tabitha."
"I feel I do."
"Well you seem comfortable as her."
Bill got up and went back to unpacking his things. I just laid down and
turned over and curled up crying until I fell to sleep.
I woke the next morning still curled up on my bed, but I was now covered
with my blanket. The sun was peeking through the closed curtains so the
room wasn't too bright. I could see Bill sitting as his desk working on
something. I was almost hoping he was a dream, but he was very much
real.
"Good morning sleeping beauty."
"Why do you keep saying things like that?" I said with a smile.
"What, that you are beautiful."
"Yes, I'm a guy."
"I tend to think if it looks like a beautiful lady, acts like a beautiful
lady, and talks like a beautiful lady, there is a good chance it is a
beautiful lady."
"I'm not though."
"You said that you dress up for that first time several months ago
right."
"Yes."
"Now you have had the whole summer plus to go back to being a guy and
well I can say I don't see much guy here. Did you look the way you do
now before your prom? Go take a good look at yourself and give me an
honest answer."
I got up and looked at myself in the mirror on the closet door. I looked
for a minute or so and really wanted to say no to his question. I
couldn't since I didn't look like the same people as I did before the
prom. It was not even the person that left for collage, it was like
Tabitha was taking over even though I said she wasn't. I had been lying
to myself.
"I can't say that this is even the same person that came to collage."
"Do you like what is there or not?"
"I don't dislike it, but I'm not sure about it."
"Have you like the way I have been treating you?"
"I don't want to say it, but yes."
"Then can I suggest something to you then?"
"What would that be?"
"Would it be any harm if you were to let go and just give Tabitha a try?"
"Do you mean, be a girl?"
"Well I'm not saying do it all the time, but just try her on a little
more. See how it would be. You seem to be going that anyway, so it may
be easier to not push it away. You seem confused about this and it may
help you answer some questions."
"I don't know."
"Do you have any class today?"
"No," I laid back down on the bed and looked to bill.
"Then go out Tabitha and do something, anything."
"The only thing I have to wear is the dress."
"Well then take this money," Bill got up and took out some money, "and
buy something on me. You have nothing to lose."
"I can't take your money."
"Take it and use it to try and figure things out," he grabbed a bag and
headed for the door. He placed the money on a self next to the door.
"Here it is the money, go out."
I laid there think if I should go shopping or not. Bill was right it
couldn't hurt to explore Tabitha and I couldn't find any excuse not to
try it. Bill even gave me money so I have nothing to lose.
So I got up and got out the box from under my bed. I got out my bra,
panties, breast forms and makeup. I jump in the shower and quickly
cleaned up. I put on the bra filling it with the breast forms then I
slipped into the panties and applied a little makeup. Then I grabbed a
clean T-shirt and a pair of shorts then put on a pair of sneakers. I
looked in the mirror and to seen Tabitha in guys clothes, but it would do
until I got something new. I grabbed the money and a pack back as I head
out the door.
I had been gone most of the afternoon and when I returned Bill was
already there. He looked my way as I came in dress in some new clothes.
I have on a pink cap-sleeved shirt with a scoop neck that had a
structured design to the seeming. I wore a pink and black, pleated,
plaid miniskirt which had a low raise so it didn't come up to the bottom
of my shirt and exposing my mid-drift. On my feet I had pink peep toe
pumps with a three-inch heel. I was worried about the outfit at first,
but I seemed to get nothing but good stares wherever I went.
"Wow, you-sure are daring," Bill said as I came into the room.
"You don't like," I looked down at my self.
"I just meant that for someone who wasn't sure about trying this, you-
sure went for a very sexy look."
"I just felt I could pull it off and I liked it."
"You look great, even the hair and the nails."
"I may have gone a little over board on that."
"Do you like it?"
"Yes, I do."
"Then that is all that should matter."
I placed my bags down and walked over to bill and gave him a kiss on the
cheek, "Thank you for getting me out as Tabitha," I sat on my bed. "So,
why have you been treating me nice."
"Why wouldn't I?"
"Well some people may not if they knew."
"So what, it was bit of a shock for a second, but I roll with it. Then
you seemed so natural that way, even after you changed and looked a bit
uncomfortable in the mens clothes. I only see a lady, so it's hard to
treat you like anything else."
"Well thanks anyway," then I grabbed a book.
That night I fell the sleep quicker then I had in months, but my dreams
kept me >from getting a good night sleep. I would dream a lot about
prom-night, mostly the motel and Roy. I couldn't seem to shake what he
had done to me no matter how hard I tried.
That morning I woke to see that I had little time to get to my class. I
went into the bathroom to freshen myself up a little and then I remember
that I still had artificial nails on. I know I didn't have time to take
them off and missing this class wasn't really an option.
Then as I pulled my hair back in a ponytail I found that it all wouldn't
all go back. I have gotten it cut a bit short and the layered font
wouldn't go back into the ponytail. I did my best, but my hair pretty
much looked like nothing but a girl's hairdo now, even pulled back.
I was worried at first, but then just figured there was little I could do
at this point. So I figured the problem would be a little less obvious if
I just wore the sweats that I bought the day before. They where woman's,
but didn't look overtly so. I hoped it would make this a little easier.
So with little time I rushed out the door to class looking, I feared,
very much like a girl. On my way there no one seemed to look at me like
I was out of place. Most really didn't pay me much attention, so I felt
a little relieved that nothing tragic was going to happen.
I arrived to class just as the professor was starting and took a seat in
the back. No one seemed to take much noticed, but I did get a few stares
which only lasted a few seconds. In the month I had been here I really
hadn't gotten to know anyone, so I guess figured everyone could-really-
careless what I did. Then I figure what Bill said that I had started to
look more like and act like a girl so it may not be that far off their
perception of me.
At the end of class the professor wanted to talk to me, just when I
though everything was going all right. It seemed I was worried for
nothing, since she just wanted to make sure that I know that if I need
talk that the collage had councilors that I could see.
So with that over and it was basically uneventful. I took my time
walking home, wondering if maybe one of the councilors could help me with
my issues with what happen on prom-night. It may not be a bad idea, but
it left my mind as I got home.
Bill was packing his things as I walked in. "So there goes another
roommate."
"Hey," he looked at me, "so you went to class like that."
"I got up late and had no time to remove the nails. I figured it would
be better to go like this."
"So how bad was it."
"Not really that bad, no one seemed take notice and I think they could
careless how I dress."
"Well you should just go farther and damn them."
"So what's up?"
"I've got to leave, family issues."
"So will you be back."
"Not this year?"
"So it a new roommate for me?"
"Are you going to hide again?"
"No, damn what they think, if they have a problem then they can complain
to housing."
"Good for you," he had finished. He headed for the door and stop in
front of me. "You keep that head high, beautiful," I smiled, "and
remember you have nothing to be sorry about. So, until we meet again."
Then he walked out the door and I shut the door behind him. I was going
to miss him, even thought he had only been my roommate for less than two
days. I think I was starting to have feelings for him.
I had got out my bra and breast forms. I took on my shirt off and put on
the bra placing the forms inside. I placed the shirt back on as I sat
down on the bed that was better. I was just going to be Tabitha for now
since it felt right. Then there was a knock at the door.
"Come in," I said.
"Is Tim he...?" Stacey came in. "Well I didn't know that Tabitha was
back."
"I'm here to stay, for the time."
"So is there something I'm missing here."
"Oh, I'm sorry." I hadn't seen Stacy since we got here and she was a
little in the dark. So she sat down and I filled her in as I told her
how I was secretly miserable for several months. Then about my first
roommate, Bill and the events of the last two days.
"Well, I'm hungry are you up for getting something to eat."
"Sure lets go."
I'd like to say things got better from here on out, but they really
didn't. First I couldn't seem to get the thought of prom-night out of my
head. I seemed to have a desire to be treated like I had been that
night, even though I had hated the whole thing.
Why did I think of Roy, desire Roy, but I also wanted revenge on him? I
seemed to hate him and wanted him at the same time. Why couldn't I just
put the whole thing behind me?
Then a few weeks after Bill had left, I got my new roommate. Harry was a
loudmouth jackass and he had a problem with me. It started off bad and
just went on pretty much the same.
He would refer to me as a pervert and asked others in the hall if they
would like to see the pervert. He would on occasion before I woke wrap-
me-up in my blankets and drag-me out into the hall locking me out. So I
was standing out in the hall in my pajamas wrapped in my blanket.
Luckily Harry was not there long as we both complained about each other
and he was moved out after three weeks. Then a few weeks of being on my
own and Greg because my roommate. At first I wasn't sure what to think
about him or what he thought about me.
He said little to me and seemed to try not to look my way whenever both
he and I were in our room. At first I thought he may dislike me, but
then he started to talk me to me a little more. He still wouldn't look
at me much, so I figure he was just a little uncomfortable. That he
might not know how to take me.
It had gone out like this for about a month and a half with little change
except he seemed to get a little more comfortable around me. Then one
day as I returned >from one of my classes, I haven't even got all the way
through the door and a pair of arms wrapped around me.
At first I thought someone had broken into my room and was attacking me.
Then as I was about to scream I found Greg kissing me. He plunged his
tongue into my mouth as I dropped my books on the floor. He then pulled
me over to my bed as we continued to kiss.
I was going to protest, but lying on my bed with Greg on top of me was
such a turn on. I got lost in the moment as his hands moved over my
body and his lips continued to press against mine. With little thought I
found my hands moving over his body.
I could feel his erect penis pressing out against me through his pants.
Then I was shocked as grabbed me and moved me to the floor pushing to my
knees. I heard him undoing his belt and pulling off his pants. I figure
he wanted a blow job and I was in no state to object.
To my surprise he then forcefully pushed on the back of my head forcing
me onto my hands and knees. I knew it wasn't a blow job he wanted as he
hiked up my tight tan mini skirt and pulled down my panties. I looked
back to him as a small part of me wanted to say 'get off', but the hungry
in his eye made me want what was coming.
He got down on his knees behind me and grabbed my hips. Seconds later I
felt his cock plunge into me with a tremendous force. I found my hips
rolling it to his thrusts as I savored this feeling that I had been
longing for months. I was lost in the moment when the door opened.
"Tabitha are you...?" It was Stacey. "Oh, sorry," she quickly backed up
and shut the door. I could see a smile on her face as I felt Greg cum
inside me and then pulled out. The door hadn't been completely shut or
locked so she must have thought it would be all right to come in. What
would she think of me?
I got up, pulled up my panties and pulled my skirt down then rushed for
the door. I opened the door to find Stacey leaning up against the wall
across the hall. She was smiling at me as I came out shutting the door
behind me.
"It not what it looks like," I said with guilty in my voice.
"So you weren't having sex with the guy," she said still smiling.
"Okay I was, but..." she stopped me.
"Why are you so embarrassed about it?"
"I should be doing that kind of thing with guys."
"Hello, you're dress from head to toe as a girl. May I add a beautiful
girl."
"Yes, but I'm not really."
"You could fool me since you seem to be enjoying yourself in there. So
now get back in there, you can't just leave him like that."
She opened the door and pulled me back in shutting the door behind me.
Greg was sitting on the floor leaning up against my bed as the door hit
my bottom. I was still a little shocked as I stood there looking down at
him.
Then I felt a yearning for him again as got down on the floor leaning
over him. I started kissing him ran my hand down his chest to his penis
that starting to get erected again. Then he surprised me again and
pulled me back with some force.
I landed on my bottom as he came to me and started to kiss me. He pulled
me down to the floor as I found him pulling down my panties. He
continued to move them all the way down my legs past my feet. Then to my
surprise he spread my legs which made my skirt ride up and expose my
erect penis.
He moved his head between my legs, then to my surprise and delight his
tongue moved up my penis from the base to tip. He then placed the tip in
his month and slowly worked his tongue around it before plunging the
whole thing into his mouth.
I lay there being pleasured by a man. I was dress as a sexy young lady.
I had gone everywhere like this for two months. I was enjoying myself
too much to change anything. So maybe Stacey was right, I was a girl.
It felt so good as I Greg fully pleasured me. I lay there for a few
seconds before he grabbed my legs and pushed them back to exposed my ass
as I still lay there on the floor on my back. Then he once again plunged
his, now fully erect, cock into me.
I was very much enjoying being with Greg in this way. We found ourselves
going on like this several time pleasuring each other until we tired. In
the end we found ourselves on my bed with me in Greg's embrace as I
slipped off to sleep.
I awoke in the morning all alone in my bed curled up in my blankets. I
feel wonderful as I squinted from the light that was coming through the
partly pulled curtains. I wonder if the night before with Greg was all a
dream since he always seemed to ignore me before this.
I was assured that it had all happened as I through off my blankets. I
still had on my clothes from the day before, no panties, and my skirt was
hiked up. Then I fell the dried remains of Greg pleasuring himself
within me around my ass. Then there were my panties on the floor as I
sat up on the edge of the bed.
I then looked up to see that all of Greg's belongings were gone. It
seemed that he had packed up and left before I woke, but why? I walked
over to his side of the room to find a folded piece of paper on his bed.
I picked it up and opened it to find the words 'bye and sorry' written on
it.
It seemed I had been used once again. I just wonder why he hadn't
figured that I wouldn't say no. I really couldn't think of an answer as
I walked to the bathroom to take a bath.
As I came back out into the room, with nothing but a towel wrapped around
me, I looked over in front of my TV to see there was a tape setting
there. I didn't remember leaving it there so I walked over to see what
it was. It looked to be the tape I kept in the box under my bed with the
things from prom-night. The tape that Roy had taken in the motel, but
how did it get there? I had placed it in that box months back and I
hadn't even looked at it myself. Had Greg found it and looked at it? If
he had that would be where he got the idea for last night.
I picked up the tape and placed it in the player then turned on the TV.
The tape started up with me and Roy entering the motel room. I sat down
on the bed as I watched the screen.
As it continued the emotions of that night came racing back to me.
First, the pleasure of the moment of all those guys doing that to me for
over an hour. Then the humiliation of what I allowed Roy to do to me.
Then after it was over I remembered that feeling of anger I had when Roy
had dropped me off.
I was now crying as I remember the feeling of being used that I had felt
as I had sat in my car all those months ago. I had sat there for
sometime before I had drove home that night. It was something I had
tried to bury with everything else.
The thing was that despite all this I still had a longing for what they
had done and what Greg had done the night before. I was confused, but I
wanted to go on being Tabitha, but not like this. It wouldn't do, I had
to sort out these feelings before my life as Tabitha could go in the
right direction.
The year went on with me remaining as Tabitha and since I never got
another room the rest of the year it made everything so much easier.
Maybe they forgot, maybe there was no one to put in with me or maybe they
felt it was not worth the trouble. Anyway I was glad.
I quickly found a therapist to help me work out all my confusing,
conflicting feelings. I told the therapist about everything that had
happen to lead up to this despite the fact I fear she wouldn't believe
any of it. I was worried I would get anywhere, but within a few months I
starting hormones since I wanted to go on with become Tabitha further.
I also worked on my image by wearing a little less revealing clothing. I
figure I was looking I bit like a slut and that wasn't what I wanted. I
liked to look beautiful and sexy, but I figure there were better ways to
do that.
The rest of the year was pretty much uneventful. I just concentrated on
getting through my class and refining Tabitha. I didn't want anything
else to get in the way at this moment.
It had gotten down to the end of the year and Stacey had come to me with
a question. She wanted to know if I wanted to move in with her to an
apartment that she was going to rent started in a few weeks. It seemed
she had decided to take some summer courses and was moving in soon. I
quickly said yes as in would be great to have her as a roommate the next
year.
So as the classes were coming to an end, I moved my things into Stacey's
apartment. I was happy to leaving the last of Tim behind as I also
throughout the last of the men's clothes alone with the first of
Tabitha's.
It was around this time that I started to really notice the changes to my
body. My chest was starting to swell, my skin was getting smoother and
it seemed that my body fat was redistributing itself. I was feeling
great these days, but feared some that was only a few days away.
School would be over and I was going home. I hadn't told my parents yet
and fear how they would react. They would find out when I show up as
Tabitha, since I had no intention of going back as Tim.
So there I was heading home in my car to see my parents for the first
time as Tabitha.
End
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