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My First Time as a Girl, Chapter 2
By
Erin McGee
Synopsis - I had just turned 17 and was living with my Mom and
sister, Janice. My Dad had been killed in an automobile accident when
I was 10 and my Uncle Todd, Dad's twin brother, tried to set a good
example for as to what it was like to be a man. He gave me a summer
job, with his construction company, so that I could buy a car and
encouraged me to get into sports. He did teach me many lifelong
lessons. The most important being that when I do something put out
110%, do it to the best of my ability and if I was going to do it, do
it right the first time.
This carried over into sports. Even though I was only 5' 7" and
140lbs, I made the Varsity team as a running back. What I lacked in
size I made up by being wiry. My best friend Sam and I made a bet on
who would score the most touchdowns for the season. The loser would
have to spend a week as one of the cheerleaders, dressed as a girl of
course. We were tied going into the last game of the season. In the
final two minutes, of the game, I threw a block, for Sam that allowed
him to score and win the bet.
I had had these deep seeded feeling that I wanted to be a girl for
as long as I could remember. I used to watch Mom put Janice's hair up
in rollers with envy. I started wearing my hair longer and Janice
would "force" me to sit while she put rollers in my hair.
To try and hide these feelings I over compensated in sports and
everything else I did, trying to be macho, hoping those feelings
would go away. It was this over compensation and my desire to do the
job to the best of my ability that allowed me to make the teams and
excel in sports.
When I lost the bet, I had the opportunity to drop my fa?ade finally
realize what it might be like to be a girl. Janice and my girlfriend
Megan had the task of feminizing me. They "borrowed" my new clothes
>from other girls and their closets. We spent the first day trying
them on. That afternoon, I went to Sarah's Salon, where I get my hair
cut and work part-time cleaning up after school, and received a
complete make-over.
I adopted the name Erin. The more time I spent as Erin, the more her
persona started to take over. By the time we finished our shopping
trip on Sunday, Jamie was so pushed far in back of my mind that I
wasn't sure if I would ever get him back.
The story of the bet made the front page of our newspaper, which was
picked up by the Associated Press and read by a producer for the
Today Show. She wanted us to do a 5 minute segment with Mom, Janice,
Megan, Sam and me on Monday morning. We made the arrangements and
since we had to leave early Megan and Sam decided to spend the night
at our house.
I was glad that Sam was sleeping in the other room because I think I
would have felt uncomfortable. It was a very strange feeling. Sam and
I had slept together in the same bedroom and seen each other naked
hundreds of time in gym and after football practice. It never
bothered me at all.
But now it seemed all wrong. To be honest I think I would have been
more comfortable sleeping with Megan than Sam. I was just glad that I
didn't have to face that issue.
So I got ready for bed, taking a shower, making sure I cleaned my
newly pierced ears and rolling my hair back in rollers, to make it
easier tomorrow morning. I said goodnight to everyone and crashed as
my head hit the pillow. All night I had vivid dreams of what I
thought was going to happen tomorrow and for my future. Again I had
the dream that Megan and I were getting married. We both had wedding
dresses on and I was pregnant. I am going to have to ask Megan's mom
about that.
Before I knew it, the alarm went off at 3:00 am sharp.
Instinctively, I shut off the alarm, rolled over and went back to my
dreams. But, before I could start dreaming again, Megan was shaking
me awake saying that it was my turn in the bathroom.
As I was walking to the bathroom, I passed Sam. He looked at me in
my silk pajamas, fake boobs and my hair in rollers. He said good
morning but, his face said, "Dude, this isn't right." I knew that I
just had to give him time to get used to me like this.
I went to the bathroom, washed my face, cleaned my pierced ears and
went back to my room. Megan and Janice were there to help me get
dressed, put on my makeup and comb out my hair. My first thought was
to just wear a pair of my new jeans because it was "safe" and would
help to keep me warm.
Janice asked me in all sincerity, "Do want to play it safe or make a
statement about who you really are"?
I thought about it for a moment. So far everything I have done, from
highlighting my hair to buying all of those clothes and makeup, was
far from playing it safe. "I guess it's a little late now to play it
safe. What do you have in mind?"
With that, she went to her closet and came back with a brown and
black plaid skirt, which looked like it would go half way between my
knees and ankle, a wide black belt and a light brown long sleeve, low
cut, silk blouse. She said that my new boots would go well with this.
I said thanks.
I put on a pair of my new bikini panties and matching bra, panty
hose, blouse, skirt and boots. I sat down as Megan unrolled my hair
and Janice helped me with my make-up. I couldn't wait to stand up and
look at myself in the full length mirror.
It's funny but before I was introduced to Erin, I would hardly look
in a mirror, much less check myself out from every conceivable angle.
Now I could feel myself becoming vainer and vainer. I really did love
the way I looked. I kept thinking Jamie who?
We went out to the kitchen and Mom and Sam were sitting at the table
chatting. Mom said that we probably just had enough time to eat some
yogurt and a piece of toast. She was right because just as we
finished, the limo drove up right on schedule.
This was the first time I ever rode in a limo and it was fun. On the
way to the TV station, we talked about what we were going to say. We
all thought it would be best if we didn't mentioned the fact that I
was considering that Erin would be a part, if not a big part, of our
lives after the bet.
We arrived in plenty of time. The local producer went over some more
of the details so she could send it back to New York. Mom signed all
of the contracts and we were then taken to hair and makeup. Sally,
the hair and makeup artist, just did a few touch up things to Mom,
Janice, Megan and my makeup and hair.
Sam was a different story. First of all he was squirming; he didn't
want to have any makeup put on him saying that that was just for
girls. Sally explained that everyone on TV or in the movies wore
makeup. If they didn't the lights would just glare off their faces.
This seemed to make him feel better, even though he still didn't like
it.
They led us to where we would broadcast from. They gave us
directions as to what we were supposed to do. We would come on right
after the top of the hour break and the interview would probably last
5 to 10 minutes, depending on how it was going. They gave us a list
of questions that would be fed to Matt and Katie. We looked them over
and decided how we would answer them.
"3, 2, 1?.We are live."
"With us this morning we have Jamie McGee, his Mom Maggie, his
sister Janice, his girlfriend Megan and his best friend Sam. What
makes them so special was a bet that Jamie and Sam made. They are on
the same high school football team and made a bet as to who could
score the most touchdowns. What makes this bet unusual is what was at
stake. The loser would have to spend the next week on the cheerleader
squad and dressed as a girl all week."
With that, they brought the camera in on us. We could see Matt and
Katie and the puzzled look on their faces.
Matt quickly broke the silence by saying, "To be quite honest with
you, I am stunned. I expected, since you were both star running backs
at your High School, that I would see someone like Sam here in drag.
I am not sure which of you, is really Jamie."
With that, Katie broke in saying, "I agree that all of you look
stunning. So which of you is really Jamie?"
We all looked at each other and you could see that the same thing
was going through our minds. Let's see if we can make them guess. But
in the end, I raised my hand.
The rest of the interview went as we expected. It was about the bet,
why I went to such lengths to look like a girl, what is in the
future, etc. The interview actually went the full 10 minutes.
"And we are off the air."
Well there was going to be no hiding Erin from the world anymore.
The limo took us home just in time to gather our things and get to
school. When we got to school, it seemed like almost half of the
students there had seen the interview. For those who hadn't Mrs.
Gamble, the principle, played it for the school over the school's
video feed.
Walking to class I got several high five's, stares of disbelief,
congratulations and such. A friend of mine actually slapped me on my
fanny. I had expected that the girls would accept me like this. But,
I didn't expect the overall acceptance from most of the boys. There
were some though that you could see the disgust in their eyes, that I
was taking this so seriously.
When I went into 1st period English, the silence was deafening.
Everyone just looked at me. Then John Wilson, the team's quarterback,
stood up and started clapping. Shortly the whole class was standing
and clapping. This was so embarrassing I couldn't believe it.
The rest of the morning went pretty much the same way. Megan, Sam,
Sandi and I had lunch together. After we had finished eating, I told
Megan that I had to go to the office to use their bathroom.
To which both she and Sandi said, "No you don't girl. You come with
us".
They lead me off to the girl's bathroom. There were several girls in
there. I started to look nervous but they just looked at me and
smiled. Megan opened a stall door and told me to make sure I sat down
and tinkled.
While sitting there, I couldn't help but listen to the conversations
that the "other" girls were having. Most of it had to do with their
hair, makeup or boyfriends. But, I did hear a couple of girls talk
about me and that I made a cute girl and they were wondering if this
was going to be over at the end of the week.
When I finished, Megan and Sandi watched me touch up my makeup. I
heard the comment that I was a natural. To which I said thanks.
The rest of the day went pretty much the same. By the end of the day
the other kids hardly gave me a second look. We got out at 2:45 and
cheerleader practice began promptly at 3:00. Megan and I got excused
>from the first part of practice so I could get fitted for my
cheerleader's uniform for Saturday night's basketball game.
The uniform was a Kelly Green and Gold, sleeveless, double-knit
polyester Crop Top Cheer Shell, a matching Box Pleated Cheer Skirt
and Panty set, and socks. The woman at the uniform shop measured me,
gave me a couple of things to try on. I looked at myself in the
mirror and immediately thought I was glad I hadn't tried to develop 6-
pack abs.
Megan looked at me with a devilishly look and she said, "There is
something missing".
I asked what and she just said, "Later."
The sales lady said that my uniform would be ready Thursday
afternoon. I also bought a tank top and shorts to wear for the
practice.
We returned to school and went to change. Megan went into the girl's
locker room and I went to Ms. Kendrick's, the girl's coach, bathroom
to change. I went in and changed into a sports bra, the shorts and
tank top and the new shoes I bought for this.
In the past I had always kidded Megan that being a cheerleader
looked easy. All you had to do was to swing around your pom-poms,
look sexy and yell out a cheer. What I didn't realize was how hard
they had to work out to get everything down like clockwork. I was in
good shape and I thought I had pretty good coordination.
When I was trying to follow what they were doing, it seemed like I
couldn't even walk and chew gum at the same time. Towards the end
though, I was starting to catch on. Ms. Kendrick told all of us that
since they were starting basketball season, everyone, including me,
had to learn how to do the splits.
First she had us do some stretching exercises. Then we went to the
wall, with the rail, and she showed us how to slowly lower ourselves
to the ground doing the splits. As I tried to go down, I could feel
the muscles in my legs start to revolt. I got about half way down and
couldn't go any farther. A couple of the "other" girls were having
the same problem. Ms. Kendrick just told us to start over and each
time to push ourselves a little harder. By the time practice was
over, I could almost get three quarters of the way down. She told us
to practice at home and that we would be doing it all week.
During the practice, the girls treated me like one of their own.
They even kidded me that I should just go ahead and use the girl's
locker room, and I think they meant it. Instead I used Ms. Kendrick's
bathroom, which was in her office. She was in her office, when I
finished getting dressed. She said that I did a very good job today
and that she thinks I'll probably do well by Saturday.
I met Megan and the other girls coming out of their locker room.
Sandi came up to me and said how cute I was going to look in my
cheerleader's uniform. But, she agreed, with Megan, that I was
missing something. With that, all of the girls exposed their navels.
I immediately knew that I was in trouble. I looked and they had all
of their belly buttons pierced with the school's mascot hanging over
their navels.
Julie, the head cheerleader, said, "If you are going to be a
cheerleader, with us, then I think you need to get your belly button
pierced too".
All of the other girls agreed. What could I do? I had to fit in with
the "other" girls. With that we all went to the piercing palace in
the mall. I told the woman there what I wanted. She said no problem.
She brought me to the piercing room. I sat back in the chair and
started to squirm around a little. I just knew that this was going to
hurt. She told me that she was going to numb my belly button. The
other girls stayed to watch since they had all had already been
through it they would give me moral support.
My stomach was slathered with antiseptic, it just tickled a little.
This might not be as bad as I thought. Then I saw her with the
forceps and needle. I immediately tensed up and I got more than a
little nervous. She grabbed the top of my belly button. I started to
stress when I saw the size of the needle. Then I really stressed as
the needle went into my skin, but the moment passed quickly. It
really wasn't that bad after all. Just a little pinch and it was
over. She gave me a mirror and there, hanging perfectly over my
navel, was the school's mascot. Now I looked just like the other
girls.
She gave me an aftercare kit which consisted of piercing antiseptic,
sea salt and a care sheet. She told me how to take care of my new
piercing. A thorough antibacterial soap cleansing is needed every day
in the shower or bath, along with a thorough rinse. She told me to
touch the belly button stud as little as possible for the first few
days which would help reduce the possibility of infection. She said
that I was to keep the area clean and disinfected. I was to clean the
piercing with an antiseptic three to four times a day, always
removing any crusty scabby buildup. I was to lie down and use a
solution of a half teaspoon of sea salt in warm water and soak the
piercing for ten minutes once each day. For the next two or three
days I was to wear loose clothes.
Before this I hadn't really given any thought of getting my navel,
or anything else, pierced. But now that I had done it I started
feeling a high. I think I understood how people could get hooked on
piercings. Even though I had just gotten my ears pierced a couple of
days ago, this was different. I had known several guys that had one
of both of their ears pierced. The only people that I knew with their
belly buttons pierced were girls. Janice had hers done last year. To
me, this was just another example of Erin taking over my persona, and
I loved it.
The other girls wanted Megan and me to join them getting something
to eat at the mall. But we had already made plans to go to her house
for dinner and to study. We both had an English exam on Tuesday and
we were going to study after dinner. Besides, between getting up at
3:00 and the cheerleader practice, I was wiped out. I was just glad
that this was my day off at Sarah's. When I told them I was tired,
they all laughed saying practice wasn't as easy as I thought it would
be.
When we got to Megan's house, her family was just getting ready to
eat. Her Dad, James, was a lawyer and her older sister, Amy, was in
her 4th year of college majoring in psychology. They had all seen us
on the Today Show. Amy thought I looked fantastic and was curious
what I was feeling. James was a little more reserved. I could tell
that he wasn't all that sure about what I was doing. I laughed to
myself when, as he started to say something, all of a sudden he
flinched like Dianna might have kicked him.
Dinner went well. Amy had lots of questions for me. She figured out
right away how I was feeling. She asked me if she could use me as a
case study for her senior project. She said that she could keep me
anonymous if I wanted. I said yes.
James actually started to open up. After having two daughters, he
used to love it when I came over so he could have another guy to talk
with. But now things were different. However, by the time dinner was
over, he was chatting with me like we had in the past. To him, I
wasn't one of Megan's girlfriends yet.
Since Megan and I were the youngest, we were given the job of
cleaning up. When we finished, we went to Megan's room to study.
Before we started, she said that she wanted to talk.
"As I say this, remember that I do love you."
"I love you too."
"At first this was a fun game. Dress my boyfriend as a girl, get him
to get his hair done, go shopping, wearing makeup and so on. I didn't
have a clue that you would actually like doing this. To be honest, if
the roles were reversed, I don't think I could accept the male role
as well as you have accepted the female role. Anyway, it is clear
that this has become more than a game for you. When I look at you
now, I don't see very many signs of Jamie anymore. While I love
having my new girlfriend Erin around, I miss my boyfriend Jamie too.
I may never get Jamie back and in some ways it really saddens me. On
the other hand, I am developing a new relationship and friendship
with Erin. I think that in the last three days, you have actually
become a better person. You aren't nearly as quiet and reserved as
you were as Jamie. After practice today, I think you got a deeper
respect for what we cheerleaders have to go through."
"I guess what I am trying to say is that regardless what happens;
you can count on me to help and support you. The worst thing that can
happen is that I lose you as my boyfriend and gain you as my best
girlfriend."
She then gave me a big kiss saying, "I just might have to become a
lesbian."
We both laughed and I was relieved to have the tension lighten up.
"Megan I love you very much. But, I don't know where this is going.
I had Erin locked up inside me for as long as I can remember. Now she
is slowly taking over my persona. I felt the first twinges of it when
I let Sarah highlight my hair. All during the football season, I was
constantly being torn on the inside. Part of me, Jamie, wanted to be
the best and win the bet. But this other part of me, Erin, was trying
to take over and get me to throw the bet. She was patient and
methodical. Every time I scored a touchdown Jamie would take control.
But, Erin was sly. She would lie in wait until I was at work and get
me to experiment with my hair. She had me try rolling my hair on
curlers and perm rods. Sometimes I would put a highlight cap on, pull
out small sections of hair and put a darker rinse on to give me low
lights."
Megan looked at me like she was just getting to know me.
"As the season progressed, Jamie was all cocky thinking he had all
of the control. But, slowly and surely Erin was gaining strength.
When last Saturday night came around, Jamie was strutting around like
he was the king of the world. Erin just sat there like a lioness in
wait. Then without even thinking about the consequences, Jamie threw
the block that opened the hole for Sam to score and win the bet.
Jamie was all happy that his block allowed us to win the game and the
championship. He was all full of himself and knew he had won control
of me. This is when Erin pounced, so to speak, letting Jamie know
that I had lost the bet so now I was hers. To Jamie's credit, he
didn't give up right away. But, from the time I tried on the first
dress, Erin started getting stronger and stronger. Every time I would
do something feminine, I could feel Erin taking more control and
Jamie starting to fade away. This afternoon when I got my navel
pierced, it was almost like the last nail in Jamie's coffin. Erin has
buried him so deep inside me I am not sure I can get him back and I
am not sure I want to either."
Megan was speechless. She just pulled me in and gave me a big hug.
We started to kiss.
She pulled back and said, "All of a sudden this feels too weird. I
was joking when I said that I might have to become a lesbian. But, I
am looking at you in a whole new light. Kissing you just now seemed
like I was kissing my best friend Erin and not my boyfriend Jamie. I
think Erin has started to influence me too. Anyway I am not sure how
I feel about this. Like I said earlier, even if I lose Jamie, Erin
will always be my friend."
With that she gave me another hug. We both knew that we had some
soul searching to do. It made me very happy to know that she would
support me with whatever decision I made.
We tried to study for our English exam but we both had too many
other things on our minds. So after an hour I went home saying good
bye to Megan's parents and sister.
On the way home, I thought about our conversation. The more I
thought of it, the more I started to get choked up. The more I got
choked up, the more I wanted to cry, which is something I almost
never do. I knew I was becoming overwhelmed with all of this. Then
the tears started coming. I wasn't sure if they were tears of sorrow
or tears of happiness, which I was hoping they were.
When I got home my mascara was running down my cheeks. Mom asked me
what I was crying about. I told her the whole story and how this was
all overwhelming me. She gave me a big hug and again stated that
whatever I wanted to do, she would still love and support me. She
also suggested that I take up Dianna's offer and talk with her. I
agreed. We talked for over an hour.
I showed Mom my new piercing. She asked why I had done it, I told
her about the crop top cheerleader outfit and that all of the other
cheerleaders already had theirs pierced. And that they wanted me to
fit in with them. She asked me how I felt about doing that. I told
her how it really made me feel giddy and feminine at the same time.
She said that she understood and said, "I want to show you
something. I am doing this because I really do think you are more
Erin now than Jamie. Erin would be able to appreciate what I am going
to show you."
I was confused but she took off her blouse and bra. I could clearly
see that she had had her nipples pierced. She had a small gold hoop
hanging from each of her nipples. This really floored me. I had no
idea that she had done this. She told me that my Dad had wanted her
to do this for him. So when they went to Hawaii on vacation, she had
them pierced, telling no one. She said that at first, she was unsure
whether she liked them or not. Shortly after their vacation was when
Dad was killed. She said she kept them in, in his honor. She said
that now she couldn't think of living without them.
I had always thought Mom and I were close. But it seemed like, in
the last couple of days, and especially tonight, we were even closer.
We were sharing common bonds that Jamie could never do. I had to
admit that I loved this.
After we got all talked out, I went to my room to get ready for bed.
I removed my makeup, put my hair back into a pony tail, undressed,
cleaned my ears and my new piercing, let it soak in the sea salt and
put on my satin pajamas. They were too tight on my new piercing. I
started thinking that I need to wear a night gown or baby doll set. I
went out and asked Mom if she has something I could wear. She went to
her room and got a knee length satin nightgown for me to sleep in.
Just as I was getting into bed, the phone rang. It was Megan, who
just wanted to make sure I was alright and to wish me a good night.
We talked for a few minutes and then I couldn't keep my eyes open any
longer so we said goodnight.
The next thing I remember was the alarm going off; it was time to
get up...
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