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Me? A Girl? Never!
PRELUDE:
First a little history....... My name is Trey and I am 19. I have always
been a little introverted and shy around others. I grew up in a small
country town in North Carolina. Since I didn't finish high school I have
been working odd jobs, mostly work involving lifting, carrying and what
some call 'hard labor'. I got used to it, and it also kept me trim and
toned. I didn't date, because I always felt awkward around girls. I
didn't think of myself as being gay or anything only that I preferred
hanging out with the guys. Weekends, I looked forward to going to the
local bar, playing some pool, throwing darts and really any other 'male
bonding' type activities. One thing I really enjoyed was going to the
local High School Friday night football games. I loved watching the guys
tackle each other and felt bad I didn't share the same camaraderie that
they seemed to.
My parents had been married for 24 years and I thought they were happy
together. I have always been a 'Momma's Boy'. Her love for me was always
there. That was until last January, when my Mom told me that they were
getting divorced. This was a shock to me but so many people I knew had
divorced parents, I didn't get too upset. It was when my Mom told me we
were going to have to move that I got angry. I loved this town. I loved
my routine. But more importantly I felt safe here. My Dad and I were
never very close so, the fact he was not going to be around didn't
affect me at all. But Mom seemed to change her attitude towards me. It
was like she blamed me, since I am a guy, for her divorce. She started
mentioning things to me like, "you better not turn out like your
Father", or "your Father is just a typical male, always thinking of
himself" or "I wish I had a daughter instead of a son". I was crushed.
Well, she told me that when we moved I would have to help her in the
house. I would have to help her with the rent and doing some chores
around the house. I didn't have much going for me anyways so moving out
on my own was out of the question. Sure, I can help with the rent.
Besides, my confidence level was so low on the meter that I would do
whatever she wanted me to.
MY STORY:
So we moved to the big city. We had found this really neat house and it
was close to the bus stop. My Mom found a job working for one of the
biggest companies in the city. She was the assistant to the owner or
President. She told me her new boss was very wealthy and always was on
the road travelling. She told me she got the job because he owned the
house and she had met him when she went to sign the lease. She told him
she was new in town and needed work. He gave her the job. Boy were
things working out for her. Now what about me?
I slowly got used to the idea we were in a large city now. I got a job
at a warehouse and got along well with the guys on the job. The
secretaries in the office were always looking at me in a funny way.
Being new to a big city and not having any friends here didn't help. I
was a loner.
Luckily we lived near a local High School and I found out that they held
their football games on Fridays as well. Good enough for me.
I started attending all their games. I was there by myself, but didn't
mind it as it allowed me to drift into my imagination.
I even hung out after the games with the team. They must have thought I
was cool, because they didn't question me about not going to their
school. The quarterback's name was Joey. He and I seemed to hit it off.
Even though he was only 18 we became friends. His family was one of the
wealthiest in the city. I didn't realize it then, but his Dad was my
Mom's boss! And although he didn't see his parents much he did enjoy
having his own sports car, a Mustang, a very healthy allowance and
anything else he wanted. His folks were always traveling and at 18 they
pretty much left him on his own. He was real smart too. He said he
planned on going to college to study psychology or something like that.
He had a fascination with human behavior. Whenever we would watch a
film, or listen to music, he always went on and on about the subliminal
effects of the film or song. Over time he would give me CD's for me to
listen to when I was at home. They were cool. I always felt relaxed when
I listened to them. I noticed I was helping around the house more too. I
didn't seem to mind running the vaccum or doing dishes or even cooking.
One day Joey gave me one of his old DVD players and started giving me
DVD's he said he made for me. I could never get through a whole DVD as
they always made me sleepy and I would find myself fast asleep long
before the tape was over. Of course I never told Joey that. I was so
grateful to him for being so kind to me. If I didn't know any better, I
felt like I had a crush on Joey. But that would have been gay, wouldn't
it?
Over time I found myself doing things that should have seemed a bit odd.
I spent a lot of time cleaning the kitchen and even wore one of my Mom's
aprons while I did the dishes. Luckily she wasn't home. I seemed to be
spending a lot of time looking at myself in the mirror. I seemed very
concerned about my skin and started using moisturizers and even started
wishing I had no hair on my body. I was so curious I used my razor and
shaved the hair off my legs. After a few days I decided to keep them
bare and even considered shaving all my hair off my body except the hair
on my head. A few days later, I shaved my underarms, my legs and chest
and even my privates! I seemed to be letting my hairstyle get longer and
made sure I shampood and conditioned it daily. I spent a lot of time
brushing out my hair before going to bed.
One day, Joey came over to drop off some new tapes and DVDs for me. I
was doing laundry chores. He said no problem but asked if he could watch
me. I said sure, and felt as if I had butterflies in my stomach. I
wanted to make sure I did a good job as Joey was watching me, but when
he said he was thirsty I had to get him a drink of soda since I wanted
to please him. After getting his soda I started unloading the dryer and
I found a pair of my Mom's panties (I think they were my Mom's) but they
were very small and kind of cute with little hearts on them and very
lacey. They couldn't belong to my Mom. They weren't her size nor her
type. Well I didn't want her to think I put them in her things so I took
it and without Joey noticing (so I thought) put the panty in my pocket.
Afterwards, Joey and I hung out on the couch watching TV. I don't know
why but he kept pointing out how pretty some of the girls were on the
show. He would ask me if I thought their skin was soft or if I thought
they had the right color make-up on. During one of the commercials he
even said I would probably be very pretty as a girl. We both laughed at
that. I laughed out of nervousness. Joey laughed because he knew
something I didn't.
Later that evening, after Joey went home, and before I went to bed I
took the silky panty out of my pocket and stared at it a while. I guess
my curiosity got to me and I had to try them on. They felt good but no
big deal. All of a sudden my Mom knocked on my door and said she wanted
to talk to me. I quickly threw my jeans back on and opened the door. It
seems all she wanted to tell me was that she was proud of me and that I
was turning out to be very mellow and decent. She said whatever I was
doing I should continue doing it.
I had no idea what she was talking about, but kissed her goodnight and
closed my door. I had an urge to play one of Joey's DVDs and took off my
jeans and got into bed. I forgot I still had the panties on. I slept
soundly.
One Friday night, after the game, Joey took me with him to a local bar
and told me to buy the drinks. He had to give me $100 because he knew I
had no money. I didn't think anything about it, but he seemed to like
telling me what to do. I didn't care. In fact I liked not having to
figure things out, make decisions or be in charge. Joey knew that and
liked having me do as he suggested. I was becoming quite in awe of Joey.
He was very wise and kind too. He made me feel secure, even though I
came from the 'other side of the tracks' so to speak. I acted as if I
had a crush on him.
While we were playing some pool, a few of the guys from the team came in
and we all high fived and had some more beers. One of the teammates was
named Pat. Pat was the wide receiver and had the most awesome blue eyes
and very muscular legs. I seem to always notice a guy's legs, especially
when they're wearing their football uniforms. Pat and Joey were hanging
together on the other side of the bar and I could tell they were having
a good time as they were laughing and every now and then would look over
my way.
I finished up playing pool and joined them. Pat got very quiet, but Joey
said it was cool, Trey was gonna spend the weekend with him at the
house. This was news to me. I was about to mention that I may not be
able to due to my Mom needing the lawn cut this weekend, when Joey said
he already worked it out with her? This surprised me. I said I should
call just to make sure. Joey told me "NO!" He assured me that she was OK
with me spending the weekend and I should just have another beer. I felt
small and weak and just said OK. Pat smiled and winked at Joey. I let it
go as I thought they were finishing a prior conversation.
Soon it was time to leave and Joey whispered something to Pat and they
both smiled and high fived. Joey told me to come on with him and I
dutifully obeyed. I sat in the car and felt a little drunk. Joey asked
me if I felt OK? I said yes but the beer must have gotten to me. He
smiled and said he had a 'secret potion' at home and that it will make
me feel very good. I smiled shyly and said thank you. We pulled into his
garage and he told me to sit still for a minute. I did what he said. He
came around to my side of the car and opened the door for me. Then he
held out his hand and I instinctively took it and felt all warm inside.
He said, " a drunk girl always needs help getting out of a car". I
didn't even flinch when he called me a girl. I held his hand and started
to get wobbly on my feet. Joey being a real gentleman, held me by the
waist and walked me into the house. He held me until we got to the sofa
and sat me down. I waited for him while he went to get the 'secret
potion' he talked about. When he came back, he sat next to me, perhaps
too close as our legs were touching. Joey handed me a fizzy pink drink
that he told me would let me relax and feel better. I drank it right
down. Joey turned the TV on and put in one of his DVDs. He told me that
this DVD was very special. He said I would love the way it made me feel.
I had to confess to Joey. After all, he has been so kind to me. I told
him that the DVDs always put me to sleep. I apologized for not telling
him earlier and hoped he wasn't angry at me. He smiled and took my hand
in his. He told me that they were supposed to put me to sleep. That they
had subliminal messages specially made for me. By now the fizzy pink
drink was affecting me. I looked at Joey and started to blush like a
school girl. He asked me if I liked holding his hand? Suddenly I
realized I was holding his hand and felt embarrassed. He told me to sit
back and watch the DVD. I did whatever he told me. He said he had to
make a phone call. As he got up, I felt bad because I was no longer
holding his hand. Am I gay?
This DVD was very different. It didn't put me to sleep. Or maybe it was
the fizzy pink drink? All I know was I felt very warm and had to take my
shirt off. After a while I had to remove my jeans. I also removed my
shoes and socks. So there I sat, with just my underwear on. I felt that
my underwear wasn't right. It seemed so course and plain. I had to take
off these ugly things. I removed my underwear and sat there watching the
DVD naked. It didn't seem unusual or strange. I really enjoyed the DVD.
I felt pretty.
Joey came back and while standing over me remarked that I may catch a
cold if I don't put on something. I looked at him and bowed my head and
said "yes, you are right. But, my clothes don't feel right". He smiled
and said his sister left some clothes here before she went away to
college. He asked if I wanted to wear them. I said "yes, please". Joey
smiled and told me I am a very pretty sissy boy. I blushed. He told me
that I should be comfortable in his home. That he would take care of me.
I looked up at him and told him I felt so strange. I told Joey I was
only happy when we were together, and that I, I think I loved him. He
laughed and said I was perfect.
He told me that Pat was coming over and he wanted him to see me all
dressed up as his sissy girl. He asked me if I wanted that? I looked up
at Joey and begged him to let me dress and become his sissy. He laughed
again and said I was a good girl. I blushed and felt so warm. He held
out his hand for me. I took his hand and allowed him to take me to his
sister's room. He told me to dress very sexy. He said the DVDs have
shown me how to apply make-up and how to behave like a good sissy girl.
He then asked if that was what I wanted. I think he just wanted to hear
me say yes. Of course I did say yes. He left me in the room and I
quickly began finding the sexiest outfits I could find. In the drawer I
saw a pretty pink panty and a matching bra, which I stuffed with
tissues. I loved the ruffles on the edges. I even found a corset that
helped me look like I had a girls figure. I found white thigh high
stockings and the cutest red short mini mini skirt that if I bent over,
my pretty ass would show. Lastly I found a silk white ruffled half
sleeve blouse that fit like a glove. I put on the heels and looked at
myself in the mirror. I was very pretty but needed some make-up to look
extra special for Joey.
After applying the make-up and doing my nails in red polish, I looked at
myself in the mirror. Me? A girl? Never! But I will be a good sissy for
my man Joey!
I went downstairs to the living room, a bit shy and hesitant. I waited
at the foot of the stairs and saw both Joey and Pat on the couch. They
both looked up and whistled at me. I looked down and felt so inadequate.
Joey quickly came over and told me I was very pretty. I blushed. Pat
then asked if I would like to sit between two of the best looking studs
in the city. Of course I said yes. After all, I am now a sissy. They
both had their hands all over me. Pat was running his hand up my leg,
while Joey was kissing me passionately. I was so aroused I would have
done anything. Pat removed his trousers and Joey did as well. I did
pretty well for a girl's first time with boys.
PROLOGUE:
It has been a few years since this occurred.
Pat went on to college on a football scholarship. He has become the
premier receiver in all of college football. He graduates next year and
is being courted by several NFL teams. He will go on to a professional
football career. Pat has found his own sissy (Jeremy) to love and have
take care of him.
Joey and I moved to Connecticut where he is working on his master's
degree in psychology at one of the top ivy league schools in the
country. He has bought his own home in New Haven and I am his obedient
and loving sissy. I am very happy taking care of my man and in case you
all have been wondering; no, I am not on any hormone therapy nor do I
want to have any operations to make me a F/T girl. Joey likes me as his
sissy boy and he has asked me to marry him in a gay marriage ceremony. I
no longer need to listen to the tapes or DVDs as I have discovered
through them my life and now recognize what I truly am, Joey's sissy.
And that is just fine for me.
We get together with Pat and Jeremy once a year to celebrate our deep
friendship. Jeremy and I share secrets of our own and discuss how better
to please our men. Pat is indebted to Joey forever for the tapes and
DVDs he provided to Jeremy as well as the special 'pink fizzy drink'!
Joey is on top of the world as he has made 3 people so very happy in
life.
Sadly, my Mom suffered a fatal heart attack when she found out that I
had become Joey's sissy.
Jerri
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