Jamies Abduction Chapter 1
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"You'll never guess what I found in the dryer this morning," Mother
greeted me at the door. I was just coming in from school and was quite
surprised at the question. I thought quickly, remembering that I'd done a
load of laundry the night before. I didn't think I'd left anything in the
dryer. God, I hoped not!
"It's just the cutest Victoria's Secret signature cotton collection
holiday panty, dear." She held it out opening it so the whole panty was
fully visible. Not like a woman would be trying to hide her intimates in
front of her son. She wanted me to see this panty.
"Isn't this just the cutest though? I just love the holiday color, and
the starbursts and holly are just so festive. Don't you think so?" She
looked at me, demanding an answer. I didn't know how to respond.
"Yeah, I guess!" I was trying to act innocent.
"Don't yeah, me, sweetie! I know these are your holiday panties. Don't
think you're going to get away with this. I've found mysterious panties
before and just through them away. I'm not going to throw away your cute
Victoria's Secret panties. Let's go to your room and put these away.
Mother handed me the panties and followed me toward my room.
"I can take care of them myself, Mother," I told her, hoping she'd just
turn around and head back toward the kitchen or whatever she was doing
before I'd gotten home. No such luck. She followed me into my room.
"You know, I thought about coming in here and just looking around to see
if I could find where you keep your panties. Most girls have more than
just one pair, you know. But I didn't want to invade your privacy. I also
know Victoria's Secret gives you a great deal when you purchase five
pairs. Isn't that right, dear? What is the current price for their cotton
panties?" She asked me, again looking at me like she was expecting an
answer.
"$25.50 for five." Why did I have to know that?
"Yes, but $7.50 per pair if you buy them individually, isn't that right,
dear?" Mother asked again, anticipating my response.
"Mother, this is an extremely embarrassing conversation." I observed.
"Why. James? It's just us girls here. You're not embarrassed about
talking about underwear, are you? They're just cotton panties, dear. They
aren't going to bite you. So tell me, Miss Frugal, did you buy the five
for $25.50 or just this one pair?"
I had to confess to Mother that I had indeed purchased the five pairs, so
she immediately asked me to show her my new panties. She sat on the bed
and watched me as I opened my closet and took out a book bag. And it
wasn't empty.
"Just dump the bag out onto your bed, dear. I can't wait to see you new
holiday panties. Don't you just love the holiday season?"
I had hoped Mother wouldn't have asked me to just dump the bag out. It
held much more than a few girls' panties in the bag. I know Mother
noticed because her eyes seemed to widen, like she just couldn't wait to
watch my embarrassment grow as I emptied the bag onto my bed.
"Oh, my, James. That book bag looks like it has a whole lot more than
just five pairs of a woman's pretty panties. Could it be you have some
other intimates in there?"
I was caught. I unzipped the bag and right away Mother noticed the
variety of colors and delicate materials starting to work their way out
of the bag. Just under the new panties I had a pink 6 layered tutu.
Mother just reached right over and pulled that out of the bag first. I
started to dump the rest of the lingerie and girl's clothing onto my bed.
"Oh, James. You don't want to stuff your pretty lingerie in a book bag.
It'll get all wrinkled. A girl should keep her delicates available in her
lingerie chest with a touch of pot pourri to make her intimates smell
feminine and fresh. Oh, and you have some coordinating bras! How
adorable!
Mother started spreading the lingerie in separate piles on the bed. A
stack for panties, another for bras, and one for tights. The tutu was
separated into its own place. I had a short skirt and a black leotard in
the bag and at the bottom was a small pink makeup kit, with brushes and
some of the basics. She also found my Secret deodorant and a small
package of tampons and pantiliners.
She stood, walked over to my dresser and opened the top drawer. She found
a few pairs of old underpants and some mismatched socks. She left the
room for a few minutes and returned with a large black plastic garbage
bag and made a production of opening the bag by filling it with air.
"Well, you certainly don't need these ugly things anymore." She took the
underwear and socks from the first drawer and dramatically threw those
things into the garbage bag. She opened the second drawer and emptied the
tee shirts and boxer shorts from that drawer and a few stray socks as
well.
"Bring me your panties first, dear." Mother pointed at the small pile of
panties on the bed. There were actually 12 pairs. The five holiday
panties I'd purchased from Victoria's Secret and 7 pairs of the women's
nylon briefs with the lacy waistband that come in those Hanes Her Way
packages from Wal-mart. I'd had those for a few weeks but had hidden them
in the book bag. Of course I just had to try them on so they'd been
unwrapped. I'd bought a young girl's training bra from Wal-mart as well
and Mother held that up when she'd seen it and looked at the cup size
printed on the washing instructions tag. "36 AA, sounds about right to
me."
I brought Mother the panties and she placed them on the left side of the
top drawer. "Now this is your panty and bra drawer, dear. You won't have
to go digging through a book bag looking for undies to wear for the day.
Hand the bras next please."
I picked up the bras I had accumulated. Not only was there a training bra
but I'd purchased a couple of the coordinating bras at Victoria's Secret
when I'd bought the panties. That was actually a pleasant experience.
Mother asked me to tell her about it so after she put my bras in the top
drawer next to the panties, she sat on the bed and asked me to tell her
about my panty shopping experience.
I told her that I was embarrassed about going into the store but a very
helpful pretty young lady came up and immediately introduced herself and
asked me if she could me find something. I told her I had a sister who
really liked the store and I wanted to get her some clothing for the
holidays. The woman walked me right over to the holiday panties and asked
me if I knew what size panty she wore. I'd never heard a woman even say
the word 'panty' before so I was a little taken aback, but finally told
her that my sister wears a size 6 panty and a 36 AA bra. "Oh, you even
know her bra size! I'm impressed" she tells me. She shows me the holiday
panties and explains the pricing, and informs me that a size 6 panty is a
woman's medium, so if I'd like to select the panties I think she would
like, than I should just go ahead. She was standing right there while I
was digging through that humongous pile of assorted panties.
"Oh, I just love that print," she would tell me over my shoulder. Or she
said "I wish I could get my brother to be as thoughtful as you are!" "Oh,
those panties are just so comfortable," she'd tell me. "They won't ride
up your sister's bottom, and the lacy trims around the legs aren't itchy
like you'd expect."
"So you're sister wears a 36 AA bra, huh?" she asked me next. "Well,
Victoria's Secret bras are for women with a little larger breasts, so
your 'sister' might consider getting a bra with a little larger cup, as
I'm sure she'll be developing more this year, and those cute panties you
selected have some of the cutest coordinating bras I'm sure your 'sister'
with just love." The way she said that, I told Mother that I think she
might have really thought that the panties and bras were for me.
She pulled me over to the bra section and showed me the bras that did
coordinate well with the panties. The bras were a lot more expensive but
the salesgirl told me that bras can be worn for a few days in a row so
you didn't need to change them like 'every day!' She did advise me that
my sister would probably want to wear a bra that matched that day's
panty, like pink with pink and black with black so it might be a good
idea to buy at least three. And Mother could see that I took the
salesgirl's advice and bought the pink, a black, and a white bra, all 36
A size.
Mother took those and looked at them really close and then placed them
next to the panties in the top drawer. And then she asked me about the
tights. "Usually girls wear pantyhose, James. But these are ballet
tights. They are a much stronger material and cover up hairs and minor
blemishes on a girl's legs. Where on earth did you purchase these? There
aren't any dancewear stores in the neighborhood, are there?
I did not want to get my friend Tammy in trouble, but I couldn't lie to
my Mother. I explained that Tammy had given me the tights.
"And why would Tammy give you girl's ballet tights, dear?" Mother asked.
I had gone to Tammy's house a few weeks before to work with her on a
class project. Her mother was out and Tammy and I were in her house by
ourselves. We started working at the table in the kitchen but for some
reason, Tammy needed to get something up in her room and she invited me
to go up with her. I explained to Mother that Tammy's room is like a
fairy princess room, all pink and girly. On the wall was hanging a pink
leotard dress and Tammy pointed it out and told me that was her Fairy
Princess dance dress that she had to wear for a dance recital coming up.
She invited me if I was interested. I forgot about that and told Mother
that I had a couple of tickets to her recital.
Anyway, Tammy started complaining to me about how itchy her tights were.
I didn't know what she was even talking about but she walked over to her
dresser and pulled out a ballet pink dance tight that she had to wear
with her costume. She had three packages in her hands that she said were
too small for her. "But I'll bet they'd fit you, James." She said to me,
fluttering her eyes at me. I told Mother that she'd asked me to go try on
a pair under my trousers and see how much they itched. I argued with her
for a few minutes but she said that boys that danced in the ballet wore
tights and she was just wondering if they itched on them as much as they
itched on her so 'wouldn't you be a dear and try a little experiment with
me?" She promised that she'd tell nobody that I wore a pair of her tights
to see if they itched.
I took the tights into the bathroom and put them on. Of course they felt
funny but I didn't think they itched. Tammy had me wear them for about an
hour, asking me continually if 'my' tights itched. I kept telling her
that they were quite comfortable and I didn't even notice them. "Well you
can have them then," and she gave me the tights I was wearing and the
three that were still in the packages. Mother took those and placed them
in the second drawer.
"Your bras and panties in the top drawer and tights and panty hose in the
second" she informed me. I was going to tell her that I didn't have any
panty hose but I didn't want her to know that I knew what the difference
was.
"And so now you're going to tell me about this leotard and tutu, James?
I'm assuming you got those from Tammy as well." Mother looked at me
again, awaiting my response.
I told her that Tammy was a little angry that the tights didn't bother
me. "Well, you don't have to run around a room with a hot bodysuit and
tutu, sweating like a little girl pig. I'll bet if you wore the dance
clothes, you'd start to itch."
I told her that her mother would be arriving soon and I didn't want to be
seen walking around her house in a girls dance clothes. So she told me
she wanted me to try them on at home and to wear them for at least two
hours. She told me to try and exercise a little while I was wearing them
and to build up a little sweat. Maybe that would make my clothes and
tights itch.
Mother just nodded her head. "So that's why I heard you banging around
here the last week. You told me you were playing with your Wii. So you
were just exercising to build up sweat so you could tell Tammy if her
tights and leotard itched on you like they do on her. That was awful nice
of you to help her with her experiment. Okay, You've explained the
leotard and tights, but why the bras and panties then, you bought those
yourself?
Mother again sat on the bed and awaited my answer.
"I liked wearing the tights and the leotard. I felt comfortable. When I
was in Tammy's room with all that pink and girly stuff, I felt like I was
in the right place. I belonged there. When Tammy asked me to put on the
tights and I went into the bathroom, I saw a pair of panties that Tammy
had hand washed and placed on a drying towel in the bathtub area. I put
those on before I put on her tights, Mother. I don't know why, but it
just felt like a girl should wear panties with her hose and I didn't
think it was right for me to wear my boy underwear, so I stole her
panties and I felt terrible about it, but I liked the way they felt
against my body. It felt right, just like being in her pretty pink room,
her pretty panties felt like I belonged in them as well as in her girly
room.
So I told myself right there if girl's panties are this comfortable, then
I want more! So I bought the nylon panties at Wal-mart and that just
didn't seem like it was enough so I decided I'd go to the Victoria's
Secret when everyone else was at school. I skipped some classes and
bought the panties. I hope you're not angry with me but that's the whole
story. Except for the skirt, I saw that at Wal-mart and something inside
me said I just had to have it.
"And the makeup and feminine hygiene products?"
Well, other girl's wear them, I mean, I, I, I don't know. I wanted to
have the same experiences as Tammy has. I wanted to know what it felt
like to put on some makeup and use tampons and stuff. You must think I'm
pretty sick or something, I'll bet.
Mother stood up and motioned me to get up and give her a hug. "No, not at
all." As a matter of fact, now I know exactly what to get you for
Christmas. I'm so glad you like pink, and I hope I don't overwhelm you
with girly stuff, but I'm going to let you experience that girlhood
you've discovered is really a wonderful thing.
She told me we'd go at my pace and she wouldn't make me do anything that
I wasn't comfortable with.
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