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Part III
The bridal shower was on Wednesday, the week of the wedding. Mother had
me practicing each day on feminine movements. She said I'd feel more like
I was floating on air if I dressed the part. She said she'd notice a
really cute dance outfit at Miss Audette's Dancewear store and suggested
we take a ride. I'd purchased the yellow tutu from there last week. I was
still on my diet, trying to lose 10 pounds before the wedding on Saturday
so I was feeling a little weak. Mother suggested a good shopping trip
always makes a girl feel brighter and that would pick up my dance steps
(Mother calls it my ballet step.) After I showered, Mother suggested a
floral print panty to see if the material would show through the leotard
she had in mind. Her suggestion was that during the day, I should wear
some dance clothing so I could practice tip toes and feminine movement.
She said that a cute leotard makes a girl feel like a ballerina and that
I'd feel like I was walking on clouds. I wasn't going to argue with her.
Mother had heard somehow that Michelle would be back at her home this
week and I might want to keep my eyes open to see I might see her through
my bedroom window. Michelle's parents kept her room ready for her, though
I hadn't seen her in over a year. After Mother had decorated my room a
bit, I think I'd be a little embarrassed if Michelle saw me looking at
her from my girly room. The curtains were now pink as was the bedspread
and walls. Mother went all out to make me the perfect bridesmaid for
Michelle's wedding. I wasn't sure where David or Richard was staying, but
I certainly hoped it wouldn't be at Michelle's house.
The dance store was pretty busy, I thought, for a summer Monday
afternoon. I guess a lot of girls take ballet during the summer so Miss
Audette was really busy. She recognized Mother and me right away and
asked how the yellow tutu worked out. Mother said it was just perfect and
asked if she might have one in pink to match with my bridesmaid dress.
Miss Audette went to the back and pulled a pink tutu out to match the
yellow one we'd already purchased. Mother suggested that I wear pantyhose
instead of tights as it was summer. I wasn't about to argue, but she did
tell Miss Audette to add a couple of pairs of tights, white and pink, so
that I could wear those around the home to lose a little weight. Miss
Audette informed me that the tight dancewear does wonders for a girl's
figure and the temperature does seem a bit warm when we're wearing dance
leotards and tights. Mother started looking through the leotards and
found a couple that she liked. One was a pretty apple green color, and
the other a standard black ? sleeve exercise leotard. She handed me the
green one and asked that I go into the dressing room and try it on. She
whispered that she wanted me to leave my panties on so she could see if
the print could be seen through the material. I didn't understand why
she'd specified a small floral print panty to wear today but now I
understood. I had to wait a few minutes as a young girl was in the
dressing room and her mother was waiting outside the room. It was a
little embarrassing that the girl came out still dressing a bit as she
was having a little trouble putting on the leotard by herself. Her mother
had her trying on the leotard to see if her new bra would show through
the dancewear. The leotard had gotten stuck on the bra straps and that is
why she was having trouble with it. Her mother helped her with her bra
problems and she did look really cute in the outfit. I'd have put on a
wrap around skirt or tutu just to cover the bottom up a little.
I hadn't thought about what problems I might run into with my bra.
Remember, Mother wanted me to stuff my bra with a couple of panties in
each cup. I didn't ask Mother whether I should wear the bra under the
leotard or not. I took a couple of extra minutes in the dressing room
restuffing my bra and kept bending over a bit to look in the mirror to
see if I could see the print of the panties I was wearing. I didn't see
any problems other than I could see the panty line and the lace around
the leggings was showing a bit out the leg openings of the leotard. I was
wearing a light blue floral panty with lace trimmings. I'll bet Mother
was going to say something right away. I made sure my bra was 'balanced'
and that the straps weren't showing and walked out the dressing room to
show Mother the outfit. She noticed the panties right away, and asked me
to turn around so she could look at the bra lines. Thank goodness she
didn't complain about that. She called Miss Audette over to show her my
'panty problem' and Miss Audette suggested a beige dancer's panty and bra
set that would eliminate that problem immediately. Miss Audette brought
me the bra and panty and I went back into the dressing room. Mother
brought me a Georgette Wrap-Around skirt that went well with the leotard
and informed me I was to wear that out of the store. Mother picked up my
dress and cut the tags of the leotard, panties and bra, and put the
clothing I'd worn in into a Miss Audette Dancewear bag. She went and made
the purchases and informed Miss Audette of my decision to wear the outfit
out. Miss Audette made one final suggestion, which was something Mother
hadn't thought about. What shoes was I going to wear? I had worn some
snappy sandals in but they might not work with the green leotard. Miss
Audette showed Mother a sandal more appropriate for the outfit I was
wearing so I got some new shoes today as well.
We left the store and I had to admit that I did have a bit of a bounce to
my step now in a new outfit. Mother was right, wearing the proper outfit
for exercising and practicing walking did make a difference. We walked to
the car and Mother put my other clothes in the backseat. I was careful to
move my hands under the skirt as I sat down to smooth out any wrinkles.
Now I had two tutus (I've always wanted to say that!) I had ballet tights
and a couple of leotards to exercise in. Mother bought me a wrap-around
skirt and actual dance panties and a bra. I don't think I could get any
more girly. We arrived home and I noticed a different car at Michelle's
house. Here I was walking around like a prima ballerina and if Michelle
happened to see me, I'm not sure what she would think. Mother didn't seem
to notice that I was a little tense as we emptied the car of the tutus
and Miss Audette's Ballet bag. I entered the house quickly and went right
to my room.
I couldn't stop myself as I walked to the window and raised the blinds.
Michelle's window was open. For a whole year that window had been closed.
I remember looking at that window and seeing a real girl's room. She had
it all pink with stuffed animals and white furniture. She always stood at
her window putting on her lingerie knowing that I'd probably be watching.
No it seemed the roles were reversed. Did I want her to see my room all
girly? Did she want to see me putting on my lingerie? How weird is this,
thinking that she might be watching me getting undressed. I left the
window blinds open and went to find Mother. She was on the phone, and I
didn't want to interrupt her, but I did hear her say Michelle's name a
few times. When Mother invited her over, I just about died. I didn't want
Michelle to see me walking around the house dressed like this. Mother
hung up the phone. I confirmed that it was Michelle on the phone and
Mother informed me that Michelle was dying to come over to see the
bridesmaid dress. I hadn't seen it since Mother put it in her closet.
Mother walked to her room and asked that I get the door when Michelle
rang the bell. I was walking around in a leotard, for God's sake! Mother
must be crazy. She asked me what was wrong with the way I was dressed. I
told her I felt like I needed to shave my legs or at least cover them up
with a longer skirt or a longer dress. Mother said I looked fine. I met
Michelle at the door. She had the biggest smile when I opened the door.
She told me how cute my outfit was as she looked me up and down. What
adorable shoes! Where'd I get them? You know the kind of thing girls talk
about. She pushed right past me, turned around and gave me the biggest
hug I think I could ever have received. She then kissed me extremely
passionately and thanked me profusely for helping with the wedding. She
said she knew I'd love to wear the pretty dress and experience all the
joys of womanhood being a bridesmaid. Besides, she said, Richard might be
a little slow, but you'll just love him to death. He's tall and handsome
and really quiet. Mother joined us at this time carrying the bridesmaid
dress and brought it into the living room. I told Mother that maybe it
would be better to try it on in my bedroom. Mother just laughed and told
me to get serious. This was an important event and she wasn't about to
let me hide dressing up in my bedroom. She suggested I take Michelle back
to show her my room and get the underwear I'd need to coordinate with the
dress. Mother hadn't put the pink tutu away so that was already in the
living room. I took Michelle by the hand and walked her to my room.
Her mouth dropped when I opened the door. My God, she said, I was more
girly that her. She went on and on about the furniture and the bedspread
and the lingerie chest. She stood right over me when I opened the panty
drawer and started digging for the pink pair Mother had purchased for the
bridesmaid dress. I had to get the corset and the waist cincher, and the
special occasion bra and that fancy garter belt I needed to wear for my
monthly time. I explained to Michelle Mother's plan to have me start my
period so conveniently that Richard wouldn't even want to do anything
sexual with me. Michelle thought that was a great plan. She laughed and
held up the fancy undies and said she thought my lingerie was going to be
more sexy than hers on her wedding night. She dug through my panty drawer
for a moment, then opened the bra drawer, then the third drawer which was
going to hold my new leotards and tights. Mother had purchased me a
bikini and a one piece I hadn't seen before. Michelle asked me if I did a
lot of swimming. We just laughed and started walking toward the living
room. I remember to grab the shoes and a pair of hose to go with the
garter belt.
I can just image what you're thinking right now. No way is this a guy
dressed up as a girl. I don't care what you think. I'm beginning to hate
that unsightly bulge in my panties and I really did enjoy walking around
in a leotard. I told Michelle that I really must be a girl at heart
because I like this way too much. Michelle and Mother sat on the sofa as
I took off the skirt and leotard. Here I was standing in front of
Michelle in the those light blue floral print panties and a bra stuffed
with more panties and she and Mother were just smiling like this was no
big deal. Mother stood and started helping me with the corset. Michelle
stood and held the garter belt and suggested I put that on first, before
the panties. She said it's not a big secret that if you put your panties
on, then the garter belt, you won't be able to pull your panties down to
go to the bathroom. Mother looked at me strangely and asked if I didn't
know that already. Like how was I supposed to know the exact order of
putting on all the intimates a woman has to endure? How long was this
wedding going to be? I asked Michelle what the plans for the wedding were
while I was getting dressed. Apparently the wedding is at 4:00 PM and
then there is the dinner and reception, so we'd be done around midnight.
Of course as a bridesmaid, I'd have to be at the church and ready by 3:00
so I could help Michelle and the other bridesmaids get ready. So I'd be
in the corset and dress for over 9 hours. I was having breathing problems
already as mother tightened the corset and just couldn't imagine wearing
this thing for 9 hours. OMG! I was going to die on Michelle's wedding
night. Oh, and by the way, Michelle says, you'll be dancing and smiling
and wearing high heels and probably a little drunk.
Mother left the room for a few minutes and came back with the some
pictures and nail polish. I'd taken a moment to breathe a little while
they sat on the sofa. Mother showed Michelle how my hair was going to
look and how I looked in makeup. They decided on the colors of the eye
shadow and lipstick. It just had to match with the dress, they told me.
Mother showed her the nail polish and they both agreed it would be just
perfect. Michelle gave Mother some money and told her that Mother would
just have to purchase the nail polish for the girls in the wedding party,
and the flower girl. Mother told Michelle that I'd take on that
responsibility. They continued to help me dress, and now I felt like the
bride. Michelle informed me that I had to be ready to help her so I
needed to be ready on time on Saturday. I asked her about the other
bridesmaids and she told me about her friends. I'd be meeting them all on
Friday at the rehearsal dinner. What rehearsal dinner? I asked. Mother
put her hand over her mouth and told me she'd forgotten to mention the
second of the three important events in a bride's preparations. First was
the bridal shower, which would be Wednesday night, then the rehearsal
dinner which was on Friday, that's when I'd meet David and Richard and
the rest of the wedding party. Then there was the wedding and the
reception. I was to sit with Richard during the rehearsal dinner so that
was kind of like the first date. I'd be much more comfortable with him on
Saturday after we'd met and eaten a meal together Friday night. Michelle
thought this was the funniest thing. Jamie, she said, I'd never have even
guessed you were anything but a beautiful young woman and I'm so lucky to
have you as one of my bridesmaids. She said she hoped I didn't mind that
I wasn't selected as the maid-of-honor. Mother just laughed. Maid-of-
Honor, she said.
We continued on with the dressing process. After the corset was in place
and the suspender belt, hose, panties and special occasion strapless bra
was being put on; Mother informed me she had a surprise for me. I had
been stuffing panties into my bra but Mother brought me out a really nice
set of breast enhancements. They looked so real. Mother said that she'd
glue them on Saturday morning, but for now, she was just going to place
them in my bra cups. Michelle was really enjoying this. She said she
wished I'd had those back when we used to mess around in her bedroom. She
kept grabbing at my breasts until Mother gently slapped her hands away.
Mother asked if Michelle was sure she wanted to marry a man. The pink
tutu was next, then a slip, and then the pink dress was lowered over my
head. Both Mother and Michelle just stared at me when the dress was
finally in place. It fit perfectly. I turned and started toward a mirror
in the hallway but Mother stopped me. No, she said, I'd spoil everything
if I saw how beautiful I was just now. With my hair done, another
appointment on Saturday morning, and some makeup, and I'd be a goddess,
Mother said. I think Michelle agreed. I felt like she wanted to take me
into my room and jump me on the bed. She wet her lips and came over and
gave me the sexiest kiss I think I'd ever gotten from her. She grabbed my
bum and pulled me tight to her. Our breasts pressed together, it really
was kind of sexy. She was wearing a pair of jeans and a cute top, kind of
the guy in this embrace and I let her hold me like I was her girl. Mother
just left the room for a while. I have no idea what she was thinking but
this embrace was nothing that I initiated. We kissed for a while, and
then I felt Michelle reach back and unzip the dress. She told me she
didn't want me to get it dirty or anything. She told me I'd be just
perfect and every guy there was going to have a hard time keeping their
hands off me. Here I'd just found out about an additional date with
Richard, and now she's telling me about 'hard' times and guys not keeping
their hands off me. Great! Nine hours of physical torture and men ogling
me and my having to babysit a guy I've never met before and pretending to
be a woman afraid I might get caught. Mother seems to love every minute
of this with a new Barbie doll to play dress up with. And I'm just
agreeing with everything being decided on like I'm not even here.
Whatever! Michelle helps me remove the dress and we hang it on the hanger
and put it back into the bag. I wasn't expecting Michelle to take my hand
at this time, but she did, and started pulling me toward my bedroom. She
told me she wanted me so bad! I can't understand this. Michelle is the
most beautiful girl in the whole wide world and she's pulling me into my
girly bedroom to mess around a bit. I can hear Mother on the phone,
probably making arrangements for the Saturday beauty parlor visit.
I felt like a real ham messing around with Michelle on her wedding week.
She told me to relax, that's what she likes about me, remember, that I'm
so sensitive and worry about stuff like this. The sex really was intense
and Mother left us alone for a while. It was a bit odd to see my panties
on the floor with Michelle's clothes on the other side of the bed. We
rested for a little while, and then Michelle asked me to put on the pink
tights and black leotard. She wanted to see me like she always dreamed
I'd be. A ballerina girl. I did as she asked; including putting on the
beige panty and bra dance wear set that Mother had bought earlier that
day. I stuffed my bra with the new breast forms and started reaching for
a skirt when Michelle stopped me and pulled me toward the door. We walked
out and Michelle called for Mother. She pulled me toward the living room
and when we found Mother, Michelle complimented her on the dance clothes
idea. She said I was sure to lose some weight exercising in that outfit
and told Mother and me that she was hoping to see me wearing that outfit
later in the day. She hugged Mother and kissed me and then walked out the
door. Mother asked if we had fun, and I said yes. She had me sit on the
couch and told me the Saturday morning schedule. This was going to be a
very busy week.
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