Forever Nikki
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NICK/NIKKI
BY
JANICE
Nick and I had been friends since I moved to this town about a year ago.
I was, and still am, a sort of a loner. Nick was the first kid I met that
first day at school. I am sixteen and he is fifteen but because of my
wild ways I was left back a year, we were in the same class. We got along
fine, considering we were so different. I, as I said, am a bit wild while
he, Nick, is very quiet and shy.
One day I noticed he was not at school. I thought he might be sick so
after the first period, I walked out of school and skipped the rest of
the day.
I thought I would go to his house and hang around with him for awhile.
Maybe we could play some Video Games. If he was sick, he might just enjoy
the company.
Since I was always at his house I did as I always did when I visit him, I
simply opened the door and walked in unannounced. I saw a young girl in
the living room watching TV.
She stood up as I entered the room. I saw that she was wearing a green
skirt and a yellow polo shirt that did nothing to hide her ample breasts.
Her hair was dark, long, and below her shoulders. I saw that she was
somewhat pretty. She stood in the middle of the room as if in shock. I
noticed she was wearing a little make up and I noticed...she looked
enough like Nick to be his twin sister but I knew Nick was an only child.
I then realized that she was Nick.
We both looked at each other for a few embarrassing moments.
"Nick?" I stammered.
"Jason? Wh...Wh...what are you doing here? Why aren't you at school?"
I was speechless. I just stood looking at him. I heard a sound behind me.
I turned and saw his mother, Melanie, in the doorway.
"Hello Jason. It looks like we have some explaining to do." She said
motioning me to sit. Nick came out of his shock and sat by his mother. I
was still a bit stunned as I took a chair across from them.
I kept looking at him. "Is this my buddy, or a sister I never knew about,
or a cousin?"
We spent the next hour, me listening, Nick and his mother talking.
This is the Reader's Digest version of why my best friend was dressed as
a pretty girl.
His mother told me, ... "When Nick was about eight years old he was a
hellion, he was uncontrollable. I tried everything I could to make him
behave but nothing worked."
I looked at Nick, he was smiling, and he had a pretty smile. I could not
believe that the mild mannered, goody two shoes that I have known for the
past year had ever been out of hand.
"I had heard about something called "'Petticoat Discipline"'. That is
where you make an unruly boy dress in girl's clothes to make him behave,
sometimes it works. I was at my wits end and willing to try anything to
make him behave."
More smiles and a look of embarrassment from my girlish friend. I smiled
back.
"Well, I tried it and it worked. Whenever he got out of line, I made him
wear a dress. I also noticed that the more I made him dress up, the worse
he became. I soon realized that he would deliberately misbehave so he
would have to wear a dress.
We had a frank talk and he told me that if I would allow him to wear
dresses and girl's clothes, he would be on his best behavior.
I allowed him to dress whenever he wanted to and found a completely
different person, I now have two great kids, a well behaved son and a
daughter any mother would be proud of."
"Do you mean that he has been dressing as a girl for almost half his
life? And he likes it."
"Yes. I love being a girl." Nick said. This is the first time he spoke
since I found him in a dress. "I'm sorry you found out. I guess we are
through. I only ask that you do not tell any one at school. Please, I beg
you."
"You, my beautiful friend," I said looking and smiling at him, "are about
as dumb as a brick. We have been talking here for about an hour. If I had
a problem with you, I would have walked out of here a long time ago. I
think you are beautiful."
He and his mother both seemed relieved at my attitude. I was surprised at
it myself. My best friend was a cross dresser...and I didn't care.
"Have you ever been out of the house as...?"
"Nikki, and yes, with my mother. We go out a lot together and I go by
myself a lot. In fact, that is why I didn't go to school today. We were
going to buy me a new dress for my birthday next week. My mother is going
to take me out somewhere fancy."
"Why don't you come with us?" His mother asked. "You could give us a
boy's point of view."
"I would be glad to, if you really want me to."
Melanie made us some sandwiches for lunch. We ate and went to the Mall
for Nikki's new dress.
Nikki and I sat in the back of the car. I felt good sitting next to such
a pretty girl.
At the mall I realized that I was holding his hand. I do not know when
this started but when I became aware of it, I did not let go of his hand.
I looked down at our hands and saw two hands, one very feminine, with red
polished nails and one rough looking masculine hand. I looked down at
Nikki. He looked up at me and gave me one of his beautiful smiles. We
walked around for awhile then headed for the teen shop.
That is where I started getting antsy. Why do guys get nervous in a
girl's shop? Nick didn't seem nervous but he was not Nick, he was Nikki.
He and his mother picked out a few dresses and went to the dressing room.
He came out and showed me each dress as he tried them on asking my
opinion on how he looked in it. There was one in particular that I liked
and I told him it was the prettiest when he modeled it.
It was red with a black lace overlay embroidered with flowers. It came to
just above his knees where it ended in a slight flare. It clung to his
hips, waist and breasts. It had thin ruffled straps and was cut low
enough so that I could see a lot of cleavage. How the hell he got
cleavage is a mystery to me, I have seen him without his shirt many times
and he is as flat chested as I am. All I know is that he was gorgeous in
it.
Well, he bought the red one, and a few other girl things, which I had the
dubious pleasure of carrying.
I was invited to stay for supper. Nikki changed into a pair of white
shorts and a red tank top, both of which left no doubt that he was all
"girl".
I stayed for awhile after supper. Nikki and I sat next to each other on
the couch, our legs and hips touching. We had sat next to each other many
times before but there was always room between us.
At about 9:00pm his mother chased me home because we had school the next
day. Taking my hand he walked me to the door. At this time, if I was with
a girl, I would be getting ready to kiss her good night.
At the door, he put his arms around my neck, "Thank you so much for
helping me pick out my dress." He said. Then he stood up on his toes and
kissed me on my lips. It was one of the sweetest kisses I have ever
gotten.
I forgot for the minute that I was being kissed by my best friend, who
happened to be a boy. We held that kiss until we had to stop to breathe.
At school the next day I was nervous. I didn't quite know how to act when
we met. He acted as if nothing happened. (As time passed I realized that
we both got into the habit of treating Nick and Nikki as two different
entities. If I was talking to Nick and wanted to mention Nikki, I would
do it by name. He would do the same, i. e. Nikki wants to see you
tonight.)
The mall had been Tuesday; on Wednesday we played one on one basketball
after school; he had a net on his garage. I told him I would be getting
my driver's license Friday and asked if he thought Nikki would like to go
for a ride on Saturday. He assured me she would love to.
I borrowed my mother's car and picked Nikki up at eleven. I honked, he
came out in a pair of (Girl's) genes and a stretch, lacy, pink polo
shirt. His hair, he wore a wig, was in pigtails and he had a macram? belt
around his hips. His make up was light, just like a teen age girl would
wear.
As soon as he got in the car he leaned over and kissed me. He was wearing
sandals and I could see his toenails were polished also. He sat right up
against me.
It was then that I realized he was two different people, my buddy and my
girlfriend. I could live with that.
We drove around for awhile then went to the park. I parked the car and we
went for a walk where I led him to a secluded place where I had brought a
few girls. I really did not know how to proceed so I let Nikki take the
lead.
We found a bench under a big shade tree and sat. He started kissing me. I
knew he wanted me to treat him as the girl he looked like, and I did. For
about an hour we made out on that bench. I had a great time and four
erections. I wondered if he had any, but didn't ask.
On the way home he invited me to his birthday supper, he said he would be
wearing his new dress. I accepted. After a long good by kiss at his
house; I drove the three blocks to my house.
I parked the car in the driveway but did not get out. I sat there
thinking. What the hell and I doing? I am going out with a girl who is
really a guy, and my best friend to boot. I am starting to think of him
as my girlfriend and he sees me as his boyfriend. Something just doesn't
seem right, but I can't get him out of my mind. Stranger yet, When I am
with Nick; I don't see Nikki, and with Nikki, I don't see Nick. Am I
going crazy? Oh well. I'll just have to learn to live with it: after all,
Nikki is the prettiest girl I have ever been with, not that I have ever
been with that many. I was confused. I had to keep my sanity and the only
way I could think of was to just go with the flow; when I was with Nikki,
I was with my girl friend; when with Nick, I was with my buddy.
I remembered that his birthday was coming up in less than a week. I
wanted to get him something special. I wanted it to mean something.
I looked around for a new Basketball; the one he had was getting raggedy
and kept loosing air.
On the way to the spots department at the mall I was passing the jewelry
department when something caught my eye.
I checked it out and knew it would be the perfect gift. It was special
and would show how special I thought he was.
I bought him a gold chain with a diamond "N" inside a gold heart, all
fake gold of course; I am not Ted Turner. I knew he would love it.
I thought the best time to give it to him was at his birthday.
I wanted to start hanging out with him, take him places but I could not
take him to any of the teen hangouts. He would be sure to be recognized.
We had been going places but they were not that public and not places
where teens would hang out.
One day I got a phone call from one of my friends from where I used to
live. During the conversation I mentioned that I had a girlfriend. He
said I should bring her around to meet some of my old friends. I said I
would. Then I thought, "Why not?"
My old neighborhood was an hour away by car and surly no one there would
make the connection between Nick and Nikki,
It was the Saturday before Nick/Nikki's birthday. We, Nikki and I, were
watching TV at his house. I asked him if he wanted to go for a drive, at
least we would get out of the house. I told him that I wanted to show off
my girlfriend to some of my old friends, from my old neighborhood.
He was all for it. He changed to a tank top and a pair of Capri pants and
a pair of flip flops. He took a change of clothes in a big straw beach
bag, just in case. (I told you, when he was Nikki, he was Nikki all the
way. A girl always needs a change of clothes,) we got in my mothers car
and drove to my old neighborhood.
I introduced him to some of my friends who gave me that guy look that
said I had something there. Some of my buddies had their girlfriends with
them and Nikki seemed to fit right in with them.
We guys played some basketball while the girls (Nikki included) made
sandwiches and stuff. After eating Nikki and I went home.
He told me that he had a good time. It felt good, according to him, to be
able to mingle and be accepted as a girl and he asked if we could do this
more often. We did, almost every weekend we would go to my old
neighborhood and "Hang with the gang."
At Nikki's birthday party he wore the dress he bought that time I went
with he and his mother. Need I say that he was beautiful? The restaurant
was a fancy one and there was no way I could afford to take him to such a
place. It was so fancy I even had to wear a suit.
During dinner I gave him the heart necklace I bought him for his
birthday. I knew from the way he kissed me that he enjoyed it.
I wanted him that night and if his mother had not been there, and he had
been a girl; I knew I would have had him, but, as it was, even if I had
the opportunity I would not have known what to do.
I have never had this experience before, I did not know how to please a
fellow male, what do I do? How do I do it? It would be awhile before I
learned what to do.
The school term was coming to an end and the prom too. After hanging with
other girls from my old neighborhood for so long, about two months, I
noticed that Nikki was getting a bit moody. I asked what the problem was.
"It's the prom." He told me one night when we were coming home from my
friends.
"What about the prom?" I asked.
"I want to go to the prom." He said. I could almost hear the tears coming
to his eyes. "All the girls at school are talking about the prom and what
they are going to wear. I want to do what they are doing. I want to have
my hair and nails done. I want to wear a prom gown and spend the night in
a motel room with my boyfriend. I want to do all those things but we
can't. Can you imagine what they would do if we showed up with me in a
gown looking so beautiful?"
I stopped the car and held him in my arms and comforted him. He let lose
with a stream of tears. I knew he was right about us showing up at school
as prom dates. I wished there was something I could do. I think I would
have loved to take him to the prom.
"It is too bad," he said as I started the car again, "That you don't go
to your old school. We could go there if you did and I could live my
dream."
Have you ever not seen the Forrest for the trees? Neither one of us saw
it that night but the next day when I was having lunch at his house with
Nikki and has mother, we talked about it.
"Why can't you take her to your prom?" Melanie, Nick's mother, said.
"We just went through that, haven't you been listening?" I said.
"No. I mean to your prom. The one at your old school. You told me that it
is at the same time."
I looked at Nikki, Nikki looked at me and we both looked at Melanie.
"Could you do that? Go to the prom at your old school?"
I didn't know. It might work. I said. "I can make a phone call and see.
Would that work? If it is all right would you go with me?" I asked Nikki.
I called one of my friends at school and asked him to see if there was
any problem with me and Nikki going to that prom. To make a long story
short, there was no problem because I had been a student at that school.
We were going to a prom.
Nikki was ecstatic when I told him we could go.
The prom was in less than two weeks, which left me with more than enough
time to rent a Tux; but was barely enough for Nikki to get a gown, shoes
and all that other stuff girls have to do.
I didn't get to see much of Nikki until the prom. I drove to my school to
get the tickets and arrange for what we, Nikki and I, were to do and all
that other stuff.
Nikki did not let me see his gown but he did tell the girls that we had
been hanging out in my old neighborhood about it. Even when with them I
still did not see much of him because he was hanging with the other girls
about their gowns and how they were going to do their hair and a lot of
stuff I had no idea about.
Prom night I picked him up, he was so gorgeous and sexy in his gown. I
had never seen him so beautiful. I borrowed my mom's car because the prom
was so far away that to hire a limo would have been prohibitive. There
was the usual picture taking and stuff.
Melanie surprised me when she told me that she had rented a Motel room
for the night. I guess she knew things were good because with us both
being guys there was no chance of me getting her "little girl" pregnant.
Both Nikki and I had packed a bag with our sleep things and clothes for
the next day.
The prom was fun. Nikki danced with a lot of guys and with me, I danced
with some other girls but, as is the custom, we saved the slow ones and
the last one, for each other.
After the dance we went to the Motel room his mother rented. I saw
several cars that belonged to my friends there and knew they were going
to get something I wasn't that night but I loved Nikki so much that I was
thrilled just being with him.
As soon as we entered the room we were in each others arms. Nikki showed
me a side of him that I never knew existed. He unbuttoned my jacket and
pulled it off my shoulders and so too with my shirt all while holding a
kiss. He stepped back and went to work on my cumber bun and then my belt.
In seconds I stood there in just my undershirt and jockeys with my pants
around my ankles.
There was no secret in how aroused I was. He started taking his gown off.
"You don't have to do this." I said. He looked down at my hard penis
sticking out of my shorts.
"I know...but I want to. I have wanted to do something like this all my
life." He pulled the dress off his shoulders and let it drop to the
floor.
"Now." I thought to myself, "I will see how my skinny little friend turns
into my well stacked girlfriend."
I saw his hip and ass padding but his boobs looked real until I looked
close and saw a thin line where the were attached to his chest with an
adhesive. The removal of his pantyhose showed a waist cincher and panty
girdle. Still pretty much feminine, until he removed the panty girdle.
His French cut panties were ruined by his penis which, as soon as the
girdle was removed, popped up like a jack in the box.
He pushed me to the bed where I sat on the end and he knelt between my
legs. I knew what he was going to do and I made no attempt to stop him
but I didn't encourage him. I wanted him to do what he wanted.
He told me later that it was the first time for him (it wasn't for me).
He said he did what the girls talked about, at least the ones that wanted
to save themselves for their wedding night.
I, being a guy, brought no pajamas but Nikki brought a thin, short,
negligee which he put on in the bathroom; I guess he was still playing
the role.
We slept in each others arms that night and I think I had a hard on all
night, at least every time I woke up I had one.
In the morning I awoke in the spoon position. I realized that Nikki, who
was still asleep, had an erection. I never thought I would do something
like this but I grabbed it and jerked him off, but then never in my
wildest dreams would I have thought I would be in this position in the
first place. I was in bed, naked, with a guy that I was in love with,
playing with his prick, what is the world coming to?
Naturally he woke up. When I finished he handed me a tissue from the bed
stand.
We lay there for a few minutes talking and holding each other. We
showered together and he became a "woman" with his urging, not that I
didn't want to do it, I wanted him to want it. (No more details about
that, OK?)
We got dressed, me in a shirt and pants; Nikki in a short dress that
showed a lot of leg. I was fascinated watching him become her; some
padding here, a tuck there but it did the job.
We went for breakfast and met several friends from the prom there. I
finally got him home about eleven in the morning.
We, Nikki and I, went together all summer. I hardly ever saw Nick
anymore. Just before the end of summer my mom got a promotion and we had
to move across country. I have no intention telling you about our last
night together but I will say that his mother, bless her, spent the night
at a motel room.
The next four years were good to me and mom. She got several promotions
and was making a lot of money. I got a job with her firm and was doing
well myself, but I missed Nikki. For the first year or so we wrote almost
weekly, to each other but gradually stopped and we lost contact.
I was twenty, I had had several girlfriends but at that time I was what
they call single; between girlfriends. I had three weeks vacation and
decided to fly across country to see how Nikki was doing.
I rented a car and drove from the airport. I parked outside his house and
just sat there. I was afraid to get out, did he still live there? Is he
still Nikki at times? Would he want to see me? I could see someone
occasionally peeking through the curtains.
"Don't be such a wimp Jason. Go ring the bell." I saw some one peeking
out the window several times so I thought I better do something, get the
hell out of there or go ring the fucking bell.
I opted for ringing the bell. The door was opened by a stunning girl
wearing the tightest top and shorts. Her top was cut so low that almost
half her breasts were hanging out and her shorts tight enough to, as they
say, count the hairs on her pussy. Could this be Nikki?
"Jason?" she shouted and jumped into my arms wrapping her legs around my
hips. She kissed me, I kissed her. (I now think of her as her, there was
no him there.) She invited me in and we talked all afternoon until her
mother came home.
Nick had officially become Nikki about a year ago. Nick no longer
existed. She had been living as a girl since about a year after I left
and life had been cruel to her. Friends, neighbors and relatives had
turned away from her and Melanie. They were both working as cocktail
waitresses in a sleazy bar. Financially, they were getting by very well
but the constant being alone was wearing them down. The only friends they
had were customers from the bar and they were not the best life had to
offer.
I stayed for supper and Melanie and Nikki insisted I stay the night. I
slept with Nikki, and treated her like the woman I wanted to treat her
like that prom night so long ago.
Parting that day was sad. I wanted to stay with her and make her life
happy. I thought about her all during the flight back home and for the
next two weeks or so. I told my mother about Nikki. (I had been going
with Nikki about a month before I told mom that she was a he. She was
upset about it for awhile but Nikki won her over. She grew to love Nikki
like a daughter.)
She felt bad but said there was nothing we could do about it.
About a month later I did do something about it. Nikki and I had been
writing each other about once a week and I could feel the misery in her
letters.
I asked for a temporary leave of absence, the bosses' son had some
privileges. I packed my bags with enough for about a week and flew back
to Nikki.
She met me at the airport. I didn't tell her why I was coming back, just
that I was and could stay for a few days. It was so great to once again
hold her I my arms.
At her house I waited till Melanie came home from work. When we were all
together I took Nikki by the hand, got to one knee and asked her to marry
me. Both women were shocked but Nikki said yes.
Within a week Melanie had the house on the market. Both of them quit
their jobs and the three of us were on our way back to my house. I had
called my mother and told her I was bringing guests home but not why.
"Mom," I said as we walked through the door, "You remember Nikki, your
future Daughter in law?"
I didn't know what to expect, whether she would agree or not. I did know
that it would make no difference to me; Nikki and I were going to be
husband and wife, no matter what.
My mom hugged Nikki and kissed her, then turned to me, "What the hell
took you so long? If you had done this three years ago I wouldn't have to
have put up with your moodiness for the past three years."
Mom and Melanie were Matrons of honor at our wedding. Mom got them both
jobs with us. Melanie's house was sold in a matter of weeks and she
bought one next door to Nikki and me, who lived a block away from my mom.
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