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My Mom's Best Friend's Wedding: Part Two free porn video
"That's really super, Supergirl
How you saved yourself in seconds flat
And your friends are going to say
That's really super, Supergirl"
Danny was daydreaming as his mom drove him to the mall. She had just
picked him up at the bus to surprise him with news that they would need to
get some clothes for him to get used to wearing a skirt. He had already
spent the day in a bra and panties, and it felt really nice. He enjoyed
having this secret; his friends totally unsuspecting of the silky
undergarments under his jeans and sweatshirt. His thoughts were drifting
now to the wedding day; the day he would be pretending to be a girl. His
mind was so conflicted. It was going to be a kick being a girl all day,
but he was scared as hell! He tried to imagine himself dressed up in front
of everyone and being all cute and proper. It helped his confidence a
little to think that Aunt Kristen trusted him so much to pull this off.
That has to count for something, right?
Dan's mom Julie was still dressed in her "work" clothes; a navy blue
blouse with ruffled collar and a white A-line polyester skirt. He thought
her blonde shoulder length hair was a little "poofy" today. Otherwise, it
was parted in the middle and feathered back as she normally wore it. She
was kind of "glamorous" for this quiet suburb, but she enjoyed dressing
up, it made her feel girlish and sexy.
Julie was also deep in thought: what had she gotten Danny into? Best
friend or not, she making her son act like a girl just so she wouldn't
disappoint Kristen! Her sense of commitment overrode all rational thought
sometimes. Now she doubted that her snap decision was in the best
interests of her son. So here she was, on her way to the mall to get a
skirt for her son. Was she doing the right thing? This wouldn't mess up
his young mind, would it? Danny was a pretty easy-going kidm but she still
worried about him. For all of the protesting yesterday it wasn't as
difficult as she originally thought it would be to have him agree to this.
He's awful quiet over there...she wondered what he was thinking. She hoped
he wasn't keeping his feelings bottled up. What if he blew his top on the
wedding day? She imagined Danny pulling the Flower Girl dress over his
head and throwing it at her in a fit of adolescent rage. She decided to
break the silence.
"Whatcha thinking about hon?"
"Hmm? Oh--nothin'. Why?"
"No reason...you just seemed quiet. How was your day at school?"
"It was OK; we didn't really do much. Guess what, though- while we were
doing the Pledge of Allegiance, Tommy Gracie passed out!"
"No way, really?"
"Yeah! We thought he was dead or something," he explained, suddenly very
animated. "Mr. Ratner ran over to him and slapped his face a few times to
wake him up. You should have seen him, jumpin' over the desks and
everything! They took Tommy to the nurse and he was back before lunch"
"Was he OK? What happened?"
"I dunno. Tommy said that all he remembered was that his legs just went
like jelly and the next thing he knows Mr. Ratner is hitting him!" Danny
demonstrated by slapping at an imaginary Tommy Gracie.
"That's a shame, I hope he's OK."
"He looked like he was..."
Julie nodded as Danny fell back into silence. Nothing more to say about
that.
There was a long pause. Julie drew in a deep breath and asked the million
dollar question: "Soooo, were you OK wearing that underwear today?"
Danny thought about the question before answering. "I guess....I mean,
they didn't feel that much different."
That was a lie; they felt great. In fact, he wished he could wear girls'
panties and bra every day. He couldn't admit it, though. Mom would think
he was some kind of weirdo or something.
"You sure?"
"I'm sure. I almost forgot I was wearing them!"
This relieved his mom, he sounded sincere. She knew he would be okay.
"Okay, I believe you. But you make sure you tell me the truth if you have
anything on your mind....You're going to make Aunt Kristen so happy." She
smiled at him and he smiled back.
"Well you know that it's going to be alright
When we go shopping
It's always lalalalala..."
Julie whisked Danny past the familiar territory of the Boys Department to
the "Young Miss" section of the store. He felt as if he were in a dense
forest, surrounded by the skirts and dresses that hung on the racks like
colorful weeping willows. Just as Dorothy felt in Oz, he was a stranger in
a strange land.
"Danny listen, I need to tell you something..." his mom began. "I just
remembered before I picked you up that the rehearsal dinner is tonight.
We're gonna have to be there and you need to be dressed up. I'm sorry;
with everything going on I didn't even think of it. "
Danny didn't say anything. He stood still for a while thinking this over.
This made his mom nervous. "It's my fault," she continued. "I should've
thought of everything before I asked you to do this. I know it's a
lot...."
"Oh, Mom, it's tonight? I'm not ready; I thought I would have more time to
practice and stuff."
"I know, and I feel so bad that I need to ask you after making you do so
much already. Please - I'll make it up to you. I promise."
"I know. It's just that...I'm scared."
"I know, hon....I feel awful that I forgot."
Danny walked around the carousels of girls' clothing, letting his hand
feel the softness of the fabric. What could he do? He had already promised
to help out. Hell, he already wore the girls' underwear to school. And now
he was here, picking out an outfit with his mom. So why not go for it?
"Well, I guess it would be good practice..."
His mom hugged him. "I love you" she said.
They looked at several outfits for the next hour. They had fun picking and
choosing different colors and styles. Though they couldn't admit it to
each other they felt a bond shopping as if they were mother and daughter.
They finally decided on an outfit for the dinner; Danny chose it himself
and his mother agreed that it was a great choice. It was a set; a white
bow blouse, and a plaid pull on skirt with lace trim. They paid at the
counter and rushed out of the store. There wasn't a lot of time and there
was still a lot of work to be done.
"Oh Oh Oh Get in the action feel the attraction
Color my hair do what I dare oh oh oh
I wanna be free yeah feel the way I feel
oh, I feel like a woman"
It was a whirlwind when they got home. Not only did Danny's mom need to
get ready, but she needed to dress Danny up so that he would pass as a
little girl tonight. Saturday would be here before she knew it.
Ugghh...why did these things always happen at the last minute?
She started the bath for Danny and sent him to his room to get undressed.
She filled the tub with perfumed bath beads, then left to begin getting
herself ready. There was no time for her to take a shower herself; she
stripped to her bra and panties and rummaged through her closest for
something to wear. "After your bath we'll do something with your hair,"
she shouted to him. "I have some extensions that will fit right in. Cookie
over at the salon made them for me this morning. They'll look great! "
"Sounds good mom." He shouted back from the tub. The water was hot as he
liked it. It smelled nice. 'It's a little bit oily-what's in it? he asked.
She replied that it would give him smooth skin. "...oh..." he shrugged. He
liked it, it felt nice, and smelled pretty good. He imagined that it was a
secret formula designed to turn him into a girl.
About twenty minutes later Danny climbed out of the tub and wrapped a
towel around his waist. He walked into his bedroom to find his mom still
in her underwear, laying his new clothes out on his bed. Besides the
blouse and skirt there was a pair if white panties and bra and white
stockings (mom called them tights.) At the foot of the bed was a pair of
shiny black shoes.
"Where did this stuff come from?"
"I went to the store while you were at school. I hope I got the right
size; I'm sure we'll be fine, but we can stop at the mall on the way to
the church just in case."
"Oh, okay. They look like they'll fit....I think" he said as he measured
his foot next to the shoe. "I hope these don't hurt my feet. They look
kind of skinny."
"Hmmm...they should be your size. Try them on, let's see."
He sat on the bed and slipped on one shoe, then the other over his bare
feet.
"Stand up, let me feel where your toes are." She knelt in front of him and
poked at the tips of the shoes.
"They don't feel tight, but my toes are scraping a little." Danny said.
"Don't worry about that. When you put the tights on it'll feel better.
You're all right; your toes are barely reaching the tips. 'kay?"
"Okay."
"All right then, let's get a move on, kiddo. Lots of work to be done." She
helped him take the shoes off and unfastened the makeshift knot holding up
his towel. He quickly pulled back on it before it fell to the floor.
"Mom! C'mon, what're you doing?!"
"Oh please, there's nothing there I haven't seen, now off with it!" she
laughed.
"Yeah, Ha-ha-ha. Can I at least turn around?"
"Suit yourself, but hurry it up!"
He turned and the towel dropped to the floor. He kicked it to his side,
but lost his balance, and Julie found herself with his small butt pressed
into her nose. She couldn't push him off fast enough.
"Ooff - Danny!" she yelled, as she smacked his butt with a sharp crack.
"Oowwow..." he said through his laughter. "That hurt!"
"There's more where that came from," she teased and playfully smacked his
butt again. "C'mon now, be serious. Here, step into these."
She pulled the silk panties up to his waist, and then stood to help him
fasten the matching bra. He pulled the tights on himself, and reached for
the blouse. His mom tied the bow at the collar for him, and buttoned up
the back. Finally, he pulled the skirt on. He walked back and forth
across the bedroom, enjoying how it felt wearing a skirt. So many
feelings flooded his senses; the skirt was so unrestrictive and free, and
the blouse was so soft. He would have no problems pretending to be a girl,
he thought. His walk became more feminine with each lap across the room.
His mom watched him and offered tips on how to walk and act graceful and
feminine. He had no trouble following her instructions. "You're doing
fabulous!" she told him. "Come over here now, you can practice more in a
little bit. I just want to do your hair and apply a little makeup. Not
much, though. We're lucky you're so cute!"
"I bet you say that to all the girls!" he joked.
She laughed, "Only the pretty ones...now sit so I can finish you up and
get myself dressed."
Danny sat at his desk with his eyes shut while his mom lightly powdered
his face. She also placed a small amount of blush on his cheeks, and
curled his eyelashes.
"Am I gonna wear lipstick too?" he asked.
"If you want..." She surveyed the makeup case and chose a pale pink lip
gloss. "This will accent your lips. It matches your hair a little too."
She clipped the extensions into his hair. She loved his hair; it was a
very light shade of red, almost blond. The extensions matched perfectly,
allowing his hair to cascade gently off his shoulders.
"Okay, we're done. Take a look!" She turned his chair to face the mirror.
Danny drew in his breath and held it; he was speechless. "Oh my god!" was
all he was able to muster.
He was looking at himself, yet it wasn't him. His brought his hands to his
mouth in an expression of shock and surprise, then delight. He was
beautiful! He never imagined he could look like this. He turned to smile
at his mom, and then turned back to the reflection. He was glowing.
Julie smiled down at him. "Ladies and gentlemen, introducing for the first
time ever: Miss Danielle Crane!"
"And all the world is football-shaped
Its just for me to kick in space
And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste
And I've got one, two, three, four, five
Senses working overtime"
The rehearsal at the church went better than he could have imagined. When
Aunt Kristen saw him walk in with his mom she ran and gave him a tight
hug. She cried, and told him how beautiful he looked and how she made the
right decision. She also told him not to worry; the guys did not know who
he was and they were not in on the secret.
Kristen's two bridesmaids, Jen and Stacy had met him before and promised
not to tell a soul. They were super nice to Dani and helped him all
through the rehearsal. 'Don't worry, Stacy whispered as they stood to the
side of the alter, you're one of the girls now. We watch out for each
other.'
When the rehearsal finished Kristen gave Julie the flower girl dress to
take home. Dani wasn't able to get a look at it, but Aunt Kristen, in a
rare display of confidence, said that it would fit just fine.
The wedding party arrived at the restaurant around nine o'clock. Dani was
glad it was a little later and the place wasn't too crowded. He was
feeling less nervous, but the idea that someone would recognize that he
was a boy still held a firm grip on his psyche. Especially when he glanced
into the dining room and recognized a kid from his school! What was his
name, Jim? Jack? He only knew his face from seeing him around school; he
was a few grades ahead of him and always wore a rock T-shirt. He noticed
it was a Kiss shirt tonight. Classy. He probably wouldn't recognize Dani,
especially dressed like this, but he took no chances and ducked behind his
mom as they were led into another room. Whew...thank God for small
miracles!
The restaurant they were at for dinner was a Chinese place called The Hong
Kong Panda. Dani observed how the girls walked and sat at the table, and
he tried to imitate their mannerisms. When he sat he crossed his legs and
straightened his skirt so it fell over his knees. He felt a little clunky,
but he was getting used to the clothes, and his movements were becoming
more natural. He had never been to this place, but scanning the menu he
found a few things he would like. He wasn't picky. Sitting next to him was
the boy who was going to be the Ring Bearer. His name was Christopher; he
was a small four-year old with a bowl haircut and impossibly large round
eyeglasses that swallowed his tiny round face. He reminded Dani of the
little rooster, Egghead, from the Foghorn Leghorn cartoons. The
combination of his age, the late hour and lack of food was making Derek
just a little irritable, and he wasn't afraid to let everyone know. 'That
boy's like a tattoo...gets under your skin,' as Foghorn would have said.
The waiter approached the table to introduce himself (Steve) and let them
know what tonight's specials were. Can he get anyone anything, he asked.
"I'm hungry!" yelled Christopher. "I want ice cream. Can't I have ice
cream?"
Jen brought Christopher to the rehearsal tonight and spoke for him. "Could
we get a few fortune cookies for the child while we wait?"
"Of course," Steve obliged. "And for the young lady?"
Dani was smoothing out his skirt, unaware the waiter was speaking to him.
His mom nudged him. "Hon? Do you want anything?"
Dani looked up and noticed Steve the waiter patiently waiting on his
response.
"Oh! I'm sorry. No, nothing. I'm good." He felt like he was ten shades of
red. Dummy! His mom gave him a reassuring arm around his shoulder and
squeezed the humiliation away. She always had a way of making him feel
better.
"I have to pee pee!" Little Christopher whined loudly. Everyone snickered,
except Dani, who winced at the squeaky little voice. This kid didn't stop!
I'm never having kids, he thought.
Julie leaned over and asked if Dani could walk Christopher to the rest
room.
"Oh man!"
"Please! I have to go!" Christopher continued. He was standing now,
tugging at Dani's blouse sleeve.
"C'mon..." he said with a huff. He took Christopher by the hand and walked
down the thin hall and led him into the Men's room.
"Hey! Girls aren't allowed in here!"
He froze as he glanced to his left to see a startled figure standing at
the urinal. Oh god! Kiss shirt!
"Whoa! Sorry!" he said as he quickly escaped. Did he get a good look? Man,
this is all Christopher's fault. He waited down the hall for the little
monster, pretending to read the newspaper reviews framed on the wall. He
nervously twirled his skirt, feeling a strange mixture of fear and
excitement. He could hear the Men's room door swing open and shut; he felt
a body walk past his back and let out a sigh of relief.
Christopher followed soon after and they both walked back to the table.
Christopher was delighted to find the fortune cookies at his place and
quickly tore into them.
"Want one?" he asked Dani with a mouth full of cookie. 'Did he even take
the fortune out first?' he wondered.
He took a cookie and cracked it open to read his fortune: 'Nothing is
impossible to a willing heart' it read.
To Be Continued...
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