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JANICE
Last April when school was out for a week Carl, my best friend, and I
were alone at our house watching a TV show about cross dressers. They
kept talking about how much fun it was to be all dressed up as an
attractive woman. We, Carl and I, to see exactly what they were talking
about, decided to try on one of my sisters dresses. We got them from the
pile she had ready for the used clothing box at the mall. We really
didn't go far; we just put on a dress over our underwear and sat
watching TV for awhile. It was kind of fun but no biggie so after a few
hours we changed back and never mentioned it again; until last week.
Carl brought up the time we dressed as girls and wondered how it would
feel if we went a bit further and stayed a bit longer. Back in April we
just put the dresses on over our underwear and stayed in them for less
than an hour. It didn't take long for him to convince me to go along. He
must have planned this because he took a package of panties out of a
small bag he had.
We did a lot of laughing and giggling as we changed. This time we wore
nothing of ours, unless you want to consider the panties ours because
Carl bought them. We did borrow two of my sister's bras and since the
dresses we wore the last time had been donated to the used clothing
shop, we borrowed two of her old dresses that she hadn't worn in a long
time. We stuffed our bras with face clothes and when we finished the
strangest thing happened, I didn't know whether to laugh or punch Carl
out.
We were both looking in the full length mirror. He asked if we could
consider ourselves official girls, I thought he was talking about us
being dresses as girls and said we were.
"Well then, should we act like girls?"
Not really knowing where he was going I said I guess we should. Then he
leaned over and kissed me on my lips. I was about to deck his ass when
he stepped back and told me to hold on a sec "Don't you know that when
girls get together they always kiss each other?" I thought for a second
and remembered that I see my sister, Cassy, and her friends, and other
girls do kiss; he was right. I didn't deck him. I kissed him back and we
both burst out laughing.
We went to watch TV. He took my hand as we walked to the living room as
if we were girls. We watched TV all afternoon sitting a lot closer than
we ordinarily sat.
I knew that my mom and dad would be home in about an hour so we had to
change clothes. In my room before changing, we kissed again, as girls
would do when leaving.
< ~ >
The next time was pretty much the same, as soon as we got dressed we
kissed hello. I was beginning to enjoy it.
Carl has to go to Summer school twice a week so it was two days later
that he "forced" me to dress again.
To tell the truth; I really liked dressing up and think that if he did
not suggest it, I would have. Again, as soon as we were dressed, we
kissed hello. We again watched TV until lunch time when I heated a
package of French fries.
We both were in a "girly" mood and really playing it to the hilt, until
we started to eat. Do you believe in mental telepathy? Well, neither do
I, but while eating, there must have been a flash of it in the room.
Carl had a French fry sticking out of his mouth. All of a sudden I got
the urge to start eating it from the other end. We both chewed on it
till our lips met, we kissed again and before we knew it we had eaten
all the fries that way, then we licked the grease from each others lips,
that was so much fun and I knew why I see boys and girls do that when
eating stuff; but it was usually a boy and a girl, not two boys, or in
this case, two girls.
More hand holding and hugging until we had to change before mom and dad
were due to come home.
My weekend was dull so I wrote and read a lot. I went on line and found
out that what Carl and I did was not as unusual as I thought. There are
dozens of sites where boys dress as girls and there are even some clubs
where they meet, as girls. I would never do something like that and
neither would Carl.
As soon as mom and dad left for work Carl called and said he would be
over and asked if I wanted to dress up again. I thought about it for
about five seconds and said it might be fun. I laid out what I wanted to
wear and a pile of things for him.
I was naked when he came in except for my panties, I Was trying to hook
my bra. Being the gentleman that he is, he hooked it for me then started
getting dressed himself. In about five minutes two girls were kissing
hello.
It has been three weeks since Carl and I started our little game and
although it has been a lot of fun it is starting to get a bit boring
being in the house all the time. I guess it was about time to knock it
off and get some fresh air for awhile. We did, but not exactly the way I
planned.
It was one day when Carl had classes. I was already dressed and waiting
for him to come home. My mother was expecting an important letter and
asked me to get it as soon as the mailman dropped it off.
I was sitting and looking out the window when I saw the mailman approach
our mailbox and put something in. I got up to go and get whatever it was
and was just about to open the door when I remembered how I was dressed,
phew, that was close.
I didn't want to get changed and mom did say that it was an important
letter. I pondered for a few minutes. I opened the door a bit, looked
all around and closed the door; the coast was clear. I took a few deep
breaths and opened the door again. People always say that the first step
is the hardest, but so are the first five or six. It was no more that
twenty feet to the mail box but as I walked that twenty feet it felt
like twenty miles. The slight breeze blew my skirt around my legs and
walking with slight heels on the concrete walk was so different than
with my sneakers.
I forced my self not to run but stroll casually as if this was a normal
thing, a girl walking to her mail box to get her mail. I took the mail
out of the box and looked through it, seeing the letter my mother was
expecting. I knew I now had to walk all the way back to my door but it
wasn't nearly as hard walking back.
I almost collapsed on the kitchen chair. I called my mother and told her
letter had come. She seemed happy and asked me to fax it to her; I
wanted to ask her why the sender couldn't just have faxed it to her in
the first place. I sent her the fax and called my sister.
I had been calling her two or three times a week keeping her up on Carl
and myself and what we were doing. We, my sister Cassy, and I were close
and there were no secrets between us, well; maybe a few. When I told her
Carl and I were playing girlfriends she told me that I could wear almost
anything of hers but mentioned a few of her better dresses that if I
ever wore she would remove my rectum through my nose.
I couldn't wait for Carl to come so I could tell him how brave I was. I
knew exactly what time he came home and was ready with a sandwich and
soda when I saw him come up the walk.
All of a sudden a picture of Donna Reed popped into my mind. As soon as
he opened the door I was there with a big kiss to welcome him. It was so
different kissing him as a boy than as my girlfriend, it seemed nicer
and more fun. He must have liked it too because instead of our usual
holding hands he put his arms around me and pulled me tight. All our
other kisses lasted from half a second to maybe a second; this one
lasted a good five seconds.
We separated and I could see something in his eyes that I had never seen
before, and I liked the look. There was complete silence for a few
seconds, just to break the silence I spoke.
"Do you want to change first or would you rather eat?"
"I'd rather eat. I can't change. I have a doctor's appointment in an
hour. You seem different. Did something happen?"
I told him about going to the mail box while he ate. Before we knew it,
it was time for him to go. We kissed again but this time, like the last
time, it was no girlfriends kiss. I could taste him on my lips for a
long time.
I was waiting for him when he came back from the doctors and this time
it was not two girlfriends but a boyfriend and girlfriend who greeted
each other.
It was late so he did not change, we just did what we usually did, sat
and watched TV, but this time it was so much more fun. He put his arm
around me and I cuddled up to him all the while.
I was so sorry to see him leave.
< ~ >
Carl and I have been lovers for about a month now and I have been in
heaven loving every minute of it. Weekends were the worst because of my
parents being home. I think the two days he had to go to summer school
were the best because he was my boyfriend on those days while on the
other days we were girlfriends.
Yesterday we did something daring so I will take the time now to tell
you about it. It was one of our girlfriend days.
We went for a walk around the block. We were in our girlfriend's mode.
Everyday since this started, well; maybe a few days after it started, I
have been going out for the mail as soon as it came. There was no reason
for this; I just was being bold going out dressed in my sister's
clothes. Carl always chickened out but this day I convinced him to
accompany me on my "Mail Run".
He took my hand as we walked to the mailbox, I guess he was nervous.
He squeezed my hand a little tighter as we walked to the mail box after
the mailman left the mail.
We got back in the house and he hugged me and told me how much fun that
was.
The next day there was no mail for us but Carl wanted to go out anyway,
so did I. it was the fun of being outside for a change instead of being
in the house all the time.
We got to the mail box and opened it just to be sure, it was empty. "Do
you feel bold?" He asked me as we stood by the mailbox?
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Let's go for a walk around the block". He pulled me to the sidewalk and
we started walking. I wasn't too worried about meeting any one on my
block because I knew that almost everyone who lived there was at work;
my sister and I are the only kids on our block.
Carl and I just walked down the block holding hands as any two girls
would, our skirts flapping in the breeze.
The block opposite my house was a shopping block with stores so there
were several people walking but no one seemed to pay any attention to
the two girls window shopping. I was having a good time and from the
smile on Carl's face, so was he. We must have looked in every window on
that block.
By the time we got back home I realized we had been out a bit over an
hour. That started something that we did two or three times a week.
On the days that Carl had school he didn't dress, but I did and we went
out as boyfriend and girlfriend and I liked that way so much better. By
the end of summer Carl was no longer my girlfriend, but I was still his.
Weekends were always the worst for us both because my parents were home
on weekends.
I always called my sister on weekends and told her all about my week.
She loved hearing about her "sister" and what she was doing. Carl and I
had taken many pictures and she couldn't wait to come home and see them.
Do you believe in miracles? I don't either but the last two weekends of
the summer sort of made me believe in them.
Did I mention that my sister was a camp councilor? The weekend before
the last one when camp closed for the season was visiting day and the
next weekend, the last one, was usually a sort of good buy party for all
the councilors and guests.
That doesn't sound like a miracle does it? What about if you add the
fact that this year my parents were to attend seminars for both
weekends?
When my sister found that out she made plans for both of us. She would
get a chance to see her sister in the flesh. She convinced me to come
for visiting day as her sister. That sounded like so much fun. I told
Carl about it and he thought it would be cool.
Mom and dad would go to the seminar right from work Friday. I would
catch an early bus to the camp, spend all day with my sister and catch
the last bus home. I was both excited and nervous about being among a
lot of people as a girl for so long a time but Carl and I had been out
places, mostly as a couple that I was sort of used to being out as a
girl but we mostly just went to the park and ate the sandwiches we
bought for lunch.
I knew I could handle this, I wanted to handle this.
I knew exactly what I was going to wear for my visit. Carl took me to
the bus station where we kissed good bye like two lovers. Before I
boarded my bus he told me to "be a good girl and to stay away from those
guy councilors".
The bus ride was a little over an hour. My mind was on what my sister,
Cassy, would think of me. Would she think I was cute or not. I hoped she
would.
The moment of truth came. As the bus pulled into the camp I saw her
standing there. I took a deep swallow and stepped off the bus nearly
falling on my ass because I was wearing high heels. Great minds think
alike because so was she. It took her a second to recognize me but we
were soon hugging each other.
She told me I was beautiful but did scold me a little because I was
wearing one of her good skirts. I told her I wanted to look my best so
she forgave me. Then I realized this was the first time we had ever
hugged each other.
She introduced me around to some of her girlfriends who I thought were
hot and wished I had been meeting them as myself.
We went to her cabin which she shared with three other councilors so I
could clean up after my ride.
After doing what a person does after a long ride she fixed my make up. I
only wore lipstick because that is all I knew how to use. Cassy put all
that other stuff on me and when she was finished I was almost beautiful.
She showed me all around camp which was difficult because we were both
wearing heels.
At the cafeteria I got a big lump in my stomach. She introduced me to a
guy and his brother. She had been going with Herman all summer. They
talked with each other while Edgar, Herman's brother, and I sat there.
Ed started talking to me as we ate. After eating we couldn't get rid of
them so for the rest of the day it was the four of us.
After lunch we went on a nature hike, let me tell you something. Going
on a nature hike is nothing to do in heels. We had to be helped all the
time by Herman and Edgar
Herman and Cassy did a lot of talking about the party next weekend and
would you believe it, Edgar asked me if I wanted to be his date for the
Farewell well dance. Naturally I refused; there was no way I wanted to
go on a date with a guy. The very thought repulsed me. (It never
occurred to me that this is exactly what I was doing with Carl).
Edgar was very persuasive and almost convinced me. Cassy and Herman were
going but there was a small problem. It was a formal dance and her gown
was at home.
We were waiting for the bus to pick up the visitors. The four of us were
standing together.
"I sure wish you would reconsider and be my date next week," Ed said.
"I do too," said Cassy.
I looked at her with a "What the hell are you trying to do to me" look.
"You have to come to bring me my gown. You might as well bring one for
yourself and come to the dance. Com'on, it will be fun. You've never
been to a fancy dance before. Pleeeeeze."
I never really could say no to Cassy so I did what I thought was the
stupidest thing I ever did, I said yes, but with a condition. I knew all
the gowns Cassy had and she had this beautiful blue one that I secretly
lived, if I could wear that one, I would do it. I knew it would fit
because I had tried it on several times but just putting it on with no
padding or stuff.
The boys waited by the bus with us and Edgar held my hand the whole
time, I was beginning to enjoy it, holding his hand, and when he put his
arm around me on the hike we went on where because of my heels I kept
tripping and falling.
The bus pulled in and I got on and started to giggle like a girl every
time I thought of Edgar treating me like I was a girl.
Carl was at the bus to meet me. We kissed as if we had not seen each
other in days, or weeks, instead of just a few hours. During the short
walk back to my house I told him all about having to go back next week
to bring Cassy's gown and having a "date" with Edgar. When I told him
that, he seemed to change. I didn't know what bug crawled up his ass and
I really didn't care.
It was that night that I found out; he was jealous that I was going out
with another guy. What the hell is he thinking? I wasn't dating some
other guy, how could I do that when I am a guy myself. I am not
interested in other guys, I am not even interested in guys; just Carl,
and we were we not "seeing each other". We were just having some fun.
He asked if he could stay the night. We have had sleepovers a lot of
times before so I said sure. Then he asked, actually stammered that he
wanted to stay with Diane, the name he used for me when I was dressed
up.
After we ate he went home to change and pack a bag for the night. It was
getting late so I slipped into a night gown, one of Cassy's that I
liked, it looked so good on her and I wanted to see how it would look on
me, and it came with panties and a sleep bra.
I was ready by the time Carl came back. He only lived two blocks away.
We sat in the couch watching TV with me cuddled up in his arms and
occasionally kissing each other.
Bedtime; he stripped to his shorts, which is usually what I slept in too
when we had sleepovers.
When I was ready to get in bed I saw him lying on top of the bed and he
had a hard on sticking out of his fly. I giggled until I saw the look on
his face; it scared me for a second. We had slept together every time he
stayed at my house, or I stayed at his; and; if the truth be told, we
had hard ons from time to time.
It was still warm out so. As usual, we slept on top of the covers.
Now to be truthful every time we slept over during the past year or so
we did a bit of "experimenting" with each other, boys do that, and so
too, I assume, do girls. This night was so different.
Other nights we did little more than touch each other's private parts.
Carl started it by pulling up my night gown and reaching inside my
panties to play with my penis. I cuddled up to him and grabbed his and
from here on you can use your own imagination. I will tell you that it
was the best night I ever had.
All the next week Carl and I went places, as boyfriend and girlfriend,
as soon as he came over to my house. He took me to lunch every day; we
even went to a movie one afternoon. Time was passing and soon I was on
the bus to my sister's camp but this time I was loaded down with an
overnight case and two big garment bags holding our gowns.
Now being a boy there were some things I didn't think of and a few
things I never considered, we will get to them when we get to them.
As before, I saw Cassy waiting for me at the camp bus stop. After
hugging me she checked the gowns to be sure that I had brought the right
one for her, she was glad to see the one I picked for myself.
We carried the things to her cabin where I again met her bunkmates but
one was missing, she had already gone home.
Last week I had taken an immediate liking to all three of the girls so I
was treated as an old friend. We talked for awhile then I asked where I
could put my things. I was told that I could leave them there.
"But I'll need them to change tonight and shouldn't they be where I am
going to be staying so I can change?"
"You will be changing here, and you will be staying here in the empty
bunk." Cassy said. I just looked at her and squeezed her knee under the
table we were sitting at.
"What's the problem?" Cassy asked. I again glared at her.
"I can't stay here."
Cassy again looked at me as if she didn't see the problem, then she bust
out laughing. "OH, I see. Well sweetheart, there is no problem. Both Amy
and Beth know about you. It was their idea for you to use the empty
bunk."
Amy and Beth both chimed in that they thought it was so cool to have a
boy in their bunk room even though he was pretending to be a girl. This
was a relief to me after I stopped shaking. They were both beautiful
girls and if I was a guy, I would have loved to sleep with either of
them.
We talked for a long time about me and my dressing and they seemed so
truly interested in my story. Beth asked me if I liked boys and I told
her emphatically, NO! (Carl didn't count for some reason). Then she
asked me how I felt about being Ed's date tonight. I didn't know I was
his date and told her. They told me that I was all he could talk about
all week. Well, this was awkward. I had been thinking of him all week
too but finding that he liked me made it so final. I don't know how I
was to respond to a guy holding me but then I thought about Carl, who I
never mentioned to the girls. Maybe I could just pretend that it was
Carl holding me and dancing with me.
It was soon time for us to get dressed. I thought it would be difficult
being the only guy in a small cabin with three beautiful girls, no
perversion here, and my sister is beautiful, but we were so busy getting
dressed that I had no time to think of it.
We all finished at about the same time except for our make up.
I asked the girls if one of them could help me with mine because this
was so special that I knew I would need help; I was good enough for
casual but not for this.
We were all picked up by our "dates"; I think that is better than
"Boyfriends", to get us to the mess hall, excuse me, dance hall on time.
Ed kept telling me how beautiful I was, which was so embarrassing.
I had the best time ever. There was a lot of partner switching going on
but mostly I stayed with Ed.
I never told the girls this but he kissed me a few times and he was so
much better than Carl, he could give Carl lessons. I would remember what
he taught me and try it on Carl when next we met.
The last dance finally came and we were all escorted back to our cabins
and we all got a final kiss from our guys, I had no choice but to let
the girls see me and Ed making out but I think they were all so busy
with what they were doing I don't think they saw, or cared.
Embarrassment number two came when we were getting ready for bed. I
thought I would be in a guest cabin so brought nothing to sleep in; I
always sleep in a tee shirt and boxers.
Beth came to the rescue by loaning me a gown of hers; it was a very
pretty gown and fit so well that it might have been made for me.
We talked for what seemed hours about the dance and must have all fallen
asleep because the next thing I knew it was bright sunshine and I was
hit with a pillow.
A pillow fight ensued among the four of us. The head councilor broke it
up and told us we had better get dressed because breakfast was being
served.
I was smart enough to bring something to wear home. Cassy was so
surprised to see it because she had never seen it; it was a gift from
Carl one day when we were at the mall.
We were at the mall and I saw it and told Carl how cute it was. He dared
me to go try it on and said that if I did, and it fit, he would buy it
for me; well, I nerved up and tried it on although I was a nervous wreck
because I was sure that the sales girl would come in and see that I was
not a girl and I would go to jail and be a criminal.
Well. It fit and looked so good on me that I made him buy it. I had
never worn it except in the store when trying it on.
It was a plaid skirt with a white off the shoulders top; I wore dark
panty hose under it.
Cassy told me that she would be wearing it soon. I knew that my dresses
up sessions were now going to be few and far between now that summer is
over. She reminded me that there was still after school before Mom and
Dad came home, which was about three to four hours, better than nothing.
We said our goodbyes to Amy and Beth and I thanked them for making
yesterday and last night so much fun.
I was so glad that Ed did not show up. That might have been embarrassing
in front of the girls, especially my sister.
Carl was at the bus at home and again greeted me as if I had been gone
for days. I taught him some of what I learned from Ed last night. I
think we embarrassed Cassy a bit.
I changed back to Ron with a few hours to spare. There were a lot of
Diane sessions but they were so short to be real fun but...once a month
mom and dad went to seminars; then Diane was around all weekend.
Sometimes Cassy would pick up a guy and there would be the four of us,
Diane, Carl, Cassy and whoever she was with that day.
I wonder if I could get a job as a councilor next year, I am sure Cassy
would want me as a bunk mate, I wonder if Ed will be there?
Alma
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