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I know this chapter has been a long time in coming, but I've been on a nice overseas holiday and time ran out in getting it put up before I left. Also this chapter had got a little long, so have decided to cut it in two. Ch 11 the continuation of Ch 10 should be up maybe next week. Julian. A Dream comes True Ch10 By Julian Irwin. The soft music didn't seem to work very well. I kept walking up with thoughts of my pending visit to the Doctor playing on my mind. Wonder what he or she will say seeing me as a sissy. Did Denise or Annabel go to the same one, only if they would have told me more. Plus I had nice thoughts of doing Ballet with Denise and Annabel, the three of us dressed in the most beautiful costumes, dancing before Mummy and her lady friends. Seems like Mummy and Denise must be up, I can hear movement and soft talking from their room. Opening my eyes, it still looks dark, mind you the heavy velvet drapes are still drawn closed, so that maybe why. Oh well turn over and see if sleep takes me off again, if not I've got Princess to cuddle into. A short time later, as I lay there cuddling Princess, I heard my door opening. Turning to see who it is, blinking my eyes to make sure I was seeing right, yes I was. It is now Daniel dressed in a brown three piece suit looking rather handsome this time. As that is what boys are meant to look, well on the outside anyway. I knew he'd look very different underneath those trousers, shirt and tie. "Where are you going?" I asked, surprised at seeing her dressed as a male again. "Some of us have to work you know Jessica. We all can't stay in bed forever." With that he sat on my bed for a minute telling me where he is working. Without boring you with it all, he works two jobs. One in an office that Mummy's husband was part owner of. The other, is two days in the office at the 'Special Girls' school, after giving me a kiss and hug wishing me the best at the Doctors. Daniel was away, saying it's after eight o'clock and Aunty will be in soon to get you up. I didn't get a chance to ask any more about this Doctors visit. Just have to count on Mummy telling more before we go, I guess. I yelled to her, "What time will you be home?" "About four thirty I hope," and she or he was away. Within minutes Mummy arrived. "Right my angel, Denise has gone. Now it's time to get you up, bathed and ready for your visit to the Doctor," while she untied my mittens, then put out her arms to receive her Jessica for a lovely cuddle and kiss. While embracing me, Mummy's hand was caressing softly over my nighty. "Did you like sleeping in your new nighty darling; just like Annabel was wearing? But she'll be up and dressed in her school uniform by now." "Yes I did like sleeping in it; I felt like a proper little girl, Princess liked it also," I informed her. "Yes I bet she did because you do look so sweet in it darling. Come now I have a lovely bath waiting, you're going to smell so beautiful. I'm even going to use sweet smelling shampoo and conditioner on your hair today. The shampoo I've wanted to use on you before. But couldn't send you home with your hair still smelling so loveable. Shane and Andrew wouldn't be able to keep their hands off you, if I did." I just gave her a big grin, knowing how I loved their hands on me. But not wanting them to know how keen I am to be a Sissy Girl. Entering Mummy's bedroom, you could smell the lovely bouquet drifting from her En-Suite. The smell and thought of who is going to be sitting happily amongst those sweet fragrances had its affect below. At least the sight to soon be on shown to Mummy, as my nighty is removed, doesn't embarrass me now. "I can see someone is looking forward to her bath this morning," As I got a big smile and kiss to the cheek. "Now let Mummy help you out of your pretty nighty darling. If you're a good girl today, we might take care of that tonight. Would Jessica like that?" "Oh yes, I love you playing with my clitty, as much as I love you bathing me," I told her with a smile, while being relieved of the nighty. The aroma of the bath oils was so strong, the bath awash in white frothy bubbles. Starting with a thorough shampooing and conditioning of my hair, this time using a beautifully perfumed shampoo, I see why Mummy didn't use it before; the smell was so very feminine. As I would find out later, the aroma of it hung around. So no way would I have been able to return to the flat smelling like this without being asked why. I sat passively while my whole body got a good lathering using femininely perfumed soap. Once patted dry, my body liberally dusted with scented talcum powder. It was back into my nighty, and a red full length satin gown. My still damp hair wrapped neatly in a small towel. "You can stay like this while have breakfast sweetheart. Then we'll dress and pretty you up." After stepping into my fluffy slippers it was down stairs we went. Waiting for me this morning, thankfully a bowl of Cornflake followed by an egg on toast. "Would you prefer Chocolate or Strawberry Milk darling?" Mummy asked. I was quite happy with either, but decided on Strawberry. While having breakfast, thought this is the best time to ask about my upcoming visit to the Doctor. "There is nothing to be worried about darling. You'll be having a full medical, firstly to make sure you don't have anything like HIV. Yes I know you've been careful. But remember you're starting a new life now, aren't you?" "Yes I know what you mean, but I don't remember being to a Doctor before. So it all seems a bit scary to me. Will it be a male or female Doctor?" "It'll be a male Doctor, but don't worry about that; he's seen many boys like you Jessica," "Does he know about me being .......umm........ a sissy wanting to be a girly-boy and all that?" "Yes he knows about you and to put your mind at rest, he is also Denise's, Annabel's and a few more girls, Doctor. Does that make you feel better?" she asked, before kissing me saying, "There's nothing to be concerned about, he'll be giving you hormone cream to help enlarge my breast, like Denise. Along with other things to help you on your way to being the sweet girl we know you want to be," "Will you be coming in with me, please do Mummy," I almost begged of her. "I'll be there with you, to explain to the Doctor. I wouldn't leave my little girl at a time like this, would I?" she said reassuring me. Sitting having my hair brushed and blow dried. I couldn't help saying how I love being pampered like this. How it makes me feel even more a real sissy. "Well just wait till we go to the hair salon sweetheart. Then you'll see what it's like for a girl to be pampered," Mummy said, smiling in the mirror to me. "When will that be?" I asked enthusiastically. "One day next week, we'll see how time goes and how your hair grows. Is that alright?" "Yes, I'm sure I can make time for a little more pampering," I affirmed with a beaming smile. Lying on the bed waiting to adorn my slim effeminate body, a set of soft pink satin lingerie, trimmed with lavish cream lace. Once in my training bra, suspender and light tan stockings. Before putting on my lovely camisole, Mummy gave me my panties to put on. I asked about my little garter to go over clitty. "Oh no not now, you can put it on again when we come home. If you wear it now, I know your clit will be standing the whole time and we don't want that do we?" "I guess not, but I love the way it caresses me under there." I watched very attentively, as Mummy applied my makeup this time. Knowing how I want to be just as good at doing my own face up, soon. Again it was softly applied, only the lipstick a darker shade than yesterday. It is called "Purple Heart" sort of between a Lavender and Violet, a really pretty colour. The beautification of my face complete, I was already to stand and admire one pretty girl in the mirror. But no, first I had to offer Mummy my right foot, to be adorned with a stunning Ruby and pearl anklet. It made my foot look so girlishly pretty. Looking at the pretty girl in the mirror, my heart again fluttered at how much of a girl I have become. Apart from the flat chest 'at the moment' I know I could pass as a real girl outside. OK. unless I open my mouth to speak, that is. I'm sure that is the only male thing left in me. Yes my voice is a little deep, even for the 5 foot something size of me. Just wish that maleness had gone into the size of the tassel hanging between my legs. I must get Denise to help me talk more girly like. "You can wear one of Denise's blouses today sweetheart," Mummy said, as she turned from the wardrobe. Resting gently in her hands, one irresistible white silk blouse, lovely long puff sleeves. The corners of the collar overlaid with a bold white lace pattern embroidery, which took away the plainness of the blouse. The small pearl buttons were fastened under a flap down the front. God it felt so divine, as the sleeves caressed over my responsive hairless arms. I was surprised to see my navy suit being taken from the wardrobe. Thinking it would have been a half slip and skirt, but no. "Can't I wear one of my new skirts Mummy?" I asked. "No not today, you'd look out of place wearing a skirt with those shoes of your. So till we get your lovely heels and do a little practice in them. Then you can go out as the pretty girl you are. You don't want to look clumsy trying to walk down the street in new heels do you?" "No I guess not, that would be quite embarrassing," But was thinking people would be seeing me wearing a girl's blouse, makeup, and nail polish, looking every bit a sissy anyway. Under the collar of my blouse, Mummy tied a lovely two inch wide maroon satin floppy bow, the ends of which hung a good three to four inches below. Suit coat now on, Mummy fussed out the floppy bow and had the ends sitting just right over my jacket. Checking myself in the mirror, yes! I was pleased with what stood before me. I looked a real sissy boy, the way I've seen models in fashion magazines look. The way I've thought to myself, how I would love to dress, to be seen. Now is my chance as I admired, offering kisses to the sissy image before me. Yes, looking more girl than boy in every aspect, from hair, makeup, lovely painted nails, also smelling rather feminine. The white silk cuffs of the blouse sitting teasingly a little below the navy sleeves of the jacket, Yes! I loved the effeminate sissy image looking back at me. With Mummy now dressed and looking stunning as always. It was time to leave for whatever lay ahead of me at the Doctors. But, Oh no, I have to use a clutch purse to keep my lipstick and a powder compact in, as Mummy went to get one of Denise's for me to use. "You can't keep your makeup in your pockets Jessica. It'll look so unsightly." I watched as the purse had its contents put in, the lipstick, powder compact all of what I'm wearing, along with another hanky. I told Mummy I had a hanky already, but it didn't seem to matter. A girl will always have a hanky in her purse, I was informed. One final check of Mrs Peterson's new daughter, followed by a couple of photo, we were on our way. As we turned from the drive onto the main road, the reality of where we were headed seemed to bring to life my nervous system. Those little things started fluttering about in my stomach; my hands again got that sweaty feeling. Good job I had an extra hanky, I thought. To reaffirm the Doctor knew about me, I again asked Mummy. "The Doctor does know that I'm a sissy and wants to be a girl, doesn't he?" "Yes darling the Doctor knows all about why you are going to see him. He specialises in girls just like you all the time. You have nothing to worry about," as she took hold of my hand in a reaffirming and protective motherly manner. I'm sure had she not been driving, a big hug would of also been given. After about fifteen minutes driving we turned into a small parking lot. By the digits on the dashboard before us, it showed 11:20am. My appointment time is 11:30am. so guess there is no turning back now. Out of the car, then crossing the busy road, I noticed people looking, even a couple of whistles came my way, so decided to play up to it, only to be told by Mummy. "That is no way for a good girl to act. Remember you are not a tart and never will be. So walk nicely and ignore them." At least we didn't have far to walk. Just two building down and we were there, thankfully. Firstly I had to fill in this form, telling all about myself. Guess you all know the drill for your first Doctors visit. But I did have my concerns about having to give my full name as Meredith Richard Burnett. As Richard is my father's name, for what he is worth, also had to give their address, which I did reluctantly. With that all done, in no time Mummy and I were ushered into meet the Doctor. "Alistair this is my Jessica," with that we shock hands smiling, as one does. Sitting before a well presented middle aged Doctor. His wavy hair, which he had a lot of showed signs of greying. Or should a sweet girl say with silver streaks through it. His cheerful manner put me at ease straight away. He was well acquainted with Mummy and Denise by the way they talked. Then it was on to yours truly, as he kept looking at the form I'd just filled in. Wanting to know why I left home and so on. Surprisingly it didn't upset me one little bit now telling him, a man I've just met a few minutes ago. After hearing me out, he reassured me I'm now in very safe care and will be loved. I was quick to tell him I already knew that and I love my new Mummy and Denise just as much. Somehow I got the impression; he's met 'girls' in much worse situations than I came from. "Now Meredith, what say you go into that room and strip down to your underwear," he said pointing to one behind him and to his right. Oh my God, wonder if he knows I'm wearing pretty girls' underwear, I thought heading in the direction indicated. Well if not he soon will I guess, anyway he know what I am and what I want to be. Look at yourself Meredith, I thought, your face made up, your fingernails painted, and you smell of perfume and so on. Properly would be surprised if I wasn't really, wouldn't he? In no time there I stood one complete Sissy in his pretties, awaiting its Doctors inspection. I was beginning to think they've forgotten about me, as the minutes [so it seemed] ticked away. There wasn't even a mirror there, so I could admire my girly self. Plus I had to try keeping my hands away. Don't think an erection would be appreciated right now, especially if Mummy knew. Yes she would know, as the next thing, she came in with the Doctor. "Well my girl, give me a look at you," he said standing admiring this completely feminine boy. "Yes you are a pretty little thing aren't you, my dear," I couldn't help blushing, as I smiled thanking him for the complement. Wonder if he says that to all the girls, properly does. "Firstly we must weigh you," as he directed me to the scales. Wish I had some clothes on, as these scales only say 50.1 kg's with me almost naked. Followed by being measured, height, chest and waist, thankfully that was all, as he wrote down each figure on a chart. Sitting on this narrow bed thing, he then wrapped this black cloth tightly around my arm, before pumping air into it. Thought he was trying to cut off my blood supply, but no just taking my blood pressure, I was told. After holding my wrist for a bit, it was the turn of the stethoscope. Holding it all over my chest and back, trying to find my heart. I was about to tell him where it was. But he beat me to it by saying, "Everything sounds good in there," Well I could have told him that, but he would have missed out on touching over my body, wouldn't he. As you might guess, the fun of my medical was just about to begin. "Right Meredith, you can take off your camisole and panties now," he said, waiting. I just looked at him wondering what else is going to happen. "Come along darling, the Doctor can't examine you dressed," Mummy said. Slowly my camisole rested in my hands, before Mummy took it from me. I had no alterative but to remove my panties and putting them in Mummy's waiting hands. I watched as he put on a pair of latex gloves. Where in the hell is he going to put his fingers I was wondering? Standing behind me, his hands went either side of my genitals. "Now I want you to cough a few times for me," Each time I did his hands move to a different part down there. "That's all good," I was again assured, seems I don't have a hernia thing. Offering me a couple of small bottles then told to go into the toilet. Putting a sample of urine in one, and the other which had a little scoop in the lid, I had to give a sample of my poops. Once again, I just looked speechless. Realizing my dumbness regarding the second bottle, he explained how to do it. Saying he didn't need much of either. Great you're not getting much either, as I stood trying to talk myself into pissing some for a start. Good job Mummy wasn't with me, as I found it much easier to spill some while standing. Even to push the scoop up my arse was easier to force a little out while standing. Well he got quite a scoop full of my poops anyway, made up for the lack of urine. Wonder what he'll do with them I thought on my way back to hand over my offering. Without going on, he then took a few samples of my blood, of my saliva, putting them away with the little bottles of goodies. Next using a torch and little spoon thing to push my tongue out of the way, to look down my throat, he looked quite satisfied as he offered me a smile. Saying, "We're nearly done," With that he unfastened my bra, letting it fall a little. Now those latex covered hands started kneading over my breast, with little squeezes to each nipple. Making more notes about me, satisfied my bra was fastened again. "Just lie back on the bed now, on your back," I was told. Then taking each of my cherries between his fingers for a little massage, I was to nervous to throw a boner, just closed my eyes and hoped nothing embarrassing happened. Then he took my much deflated clit in his fingers pulling down my skin. Yes it was nice and clean under there, Mummy always gives it a good washing. Oh my God!! Now he wrapped his hand around my swivelled up clit. Yes just holding it there, giving a few little squeezes to it. Well what would you do? I couldn't run anywhere, I had no clothes on. I couldn't protest, being so much smaller than he above me. All I could do was to close my eyes and think of England with 'embarrassment' and let him do what he had to do. At the same time wishing he'd start stroking a little faster, as I felt blood flowing into every vain under his warm, gentle, loving hand. Once I became fully erect, he again pulled back my foreskin, and then slid it back to where it belonged. "OK. over on your side now, facing the wall," he said. I could only look at him in disbelieve. Talk about a cock teaser, here I was already to enjoy my first Doctors visit. Only to be told to turn away, felt like saying don't you like what I've got? But thought better of it, with Mummy sitting there, it wouldn't be ladylike either, would it? "Lie out straight, then bend your right leg up towards your chest for me." As I did so, I felt a greased finger wipe over my rear entrance. What now, sure he's not going to....... is he. He can't, Mummy said I have to stay a virgin for who knows how long. I breathed a sight of relief when he said, "I just want to feel in there, it'll all be over in a few seconds." Without asking my permission, that finger went in feeling around for whatever. Then out again before I even had time to think of how far in it would go, or even to enjoy the pleasure of it. "Right that's the lot; it's all over with now. Wasn't so bad was it?" He asked while wiping the grease from my rear. "Now get dressed and come out to my office," while offering me a hand from the bed at the same time. "I'll fix your bow for you when you come out sweetheart," Mummy said, as she and Alistair left me to it. Returning to the office, I noticed Mummy holding a few pieces of paper. As I sat the Doctor explained what they all were for. I'll be using Hormone cream like Denise does, morning and night. Only of a morning I'll also use breast vacuum pumps for about an hour. Then there is a powder stuff which gets made up. Yes the stuff Denise has and I've tried. Only I'll be having it for two of my meals each day, for three months. Then down to once a day, like Denise is I gather. Seems it is to curtail any further growth of my body, in the way male bodies develop. So the size I am now is about how I will remain, I guess. My other meal should be smaller than I'm possible used to. But after a week or so I wouldn't want to eat much anyway. This mixture has all the vitamin and minerals and whatever else my body needs. Plus there are some other pills to take once a day, which will help me come to terms with the changes my body, will be going through. But it's nothing to worry about he assured me. Also he told me that he'd like to do little operation on my voice box, to help me talk more femininely, but would leave that up to Mummy and me to discuss. I quite understand what he means about my voice, so will leave it up to what Mummy says. We finished by having a lovely chat about my future. Telling me if there is ever anything I want to talk to him about, he is always available. With that, Mummy tied my bow under the collar of my blouse while telling me to touch up my makeup. I happily got into my purse for the compact and lipstick. Oh how I loved doing that and not just with Mummy and Denise present. On bidding our farewells, we were told to make another appointment for about a month's time. "I also want to see Denise again soon, Margaret," Alistair informed Mummy. "I'll get her to call you in the morning. Bye for now Alistair," Mummy said. I smiled sweetly to him with a little wave. Leaving the Doctors rooms we headed downstairs, straight for the Pharmacy with my prescriptions in hand. After the woman had read them, she gave me a big smile saying. "Just take a seat, these won't take long," as she headed off to the pharmacist out back. Returning, she first went to a couple of cupboards before calling me to her. Nervously I stood before her, fortunately Mummy came also. On the counter she had a packet of which I'd seen in our kitchen, but had really taken no notice of, till now. I find out it's a baby food in which those powders will me mixed into. At this point she went to great lengths telling me it is the best way of having the food. Don't think of it as baby food, because it isn't. Mummy reaffirmed her that I wouldn't, saying "Her big sister is also on the same medication," That really made the woman look at both of us. Properly wondering what sort of family we were. "Well you properly know about these also," as she took the two breast enhances from there packet. Mummy again advised her that we also know about them. To put the woman's mind at rest, Mummy told her that we aren't both her 'special' daughters. The prescription was now ready, after wrapping them all, she told me not to forget I have repeats on two of the items. On taking the package, I was so disappointed to see typed on it "Meredith R. Burnett," Why can't they type my name as "Jessica!!!?" That's who I want to be. I didn't realize we'd been so long at the Doctors, as was now 12:20pm. Heading from the building, Mummy told me not to play up to any whistles or comments like before. I assured her I wouldn't and I don't care anyway, what any one thinks, I love being what I am. Then with 'Meredith's' goodies in one hand and Mummy hand holding the other, we headed out and over to the car. "See if you take no notice of them, they soon give up calling to you. We Ladies learn that early on in life and you will also Sweetheart," I was told as we sat in the car. Another lesson number something underway. "What did you think of the Doctor, Jessica?" "He is really nice and kind isn't he, it was a lot different to what I was expecting though. I don't think there is a part of my body he didn't look at, or touch," looking to Mummy smiling, thinking of him touching my clit and pussy. "I think this could be why Denise or Annabel wouldn't tell me anything about my pending visit," "I think you could be right on that. Isn't it better not to know some things before hand?" "Yes," was my only reply. Thinking of where his warm gentle hands had played. Our next stop was back at the shoe store. "We'll get your shoes darling, and then go for a bite to eat and a coffee. What do you say about that?" "Great, I really need a drink after losing so much into that little bottle," I said jokingly. This time I walked down the street, like there was no one else on it, except me and Mummy. On entering the shop, I noticed Robert just looking our way. On recognizing Mummy me started heading our way, suddenly he says. "Oh it is you Meredith, let me look at you. You look absolutely beautiful," as he took my hand leading me right inside. I felt my whole face go many shades of red, even though I loved hearing him say it. I think Mummy was happy hearing it also as she followed close behind. The couple of ladies in the shop just looked our way. I noticed one woman smiling as we walked past her. Love to know what she was thinking, but I didn't care, I felt wonderful. "Have you come to pick up your shoes? How long have you been wearing makeup? You really do look so pretty, do you wear dresses also?" Robert seemed to have so many questions wanting answers, but not pausing to let me answer. In the meantime the Manageress came out, who was also pleased to see us, remarking how pretty I looked. "Next time I want to see you wearing a dress," she said firmly. "Well she couldn't wear a dress with those shoes. So it'll be home and some walking practise I think," Mummy assured them both. "Sit down and let me put these on you," said Robert standing holding two pairs of shoes. Guess they were the same ones I'd tried on those weeks ago. "Must make sure they fit, mustn't we," he said smiling to me, "Oh! I love your anklet, isn't it sweet," he said while lifting my foot to undo and removing my shoes. "Yes I like it also; Mummy said I'll be wearing one all the time from now on," I cheerfully informed him. I had to smile to him then, as each foot got a light, but soothing massage. At the same time his grinning eyes met mine. In a quiet voice he asked, "Do you like that?" He knew by the smile on my face, the indisputable answer to the question, was "Yes very much so," as I nodded my head. Fortunately Mummy was down talking to the manageress. So didn't know the little game we were playing and I expect awakening a rising penis under Robert's trousers. As he was putting the shoes on he asked "Do you wear dresses often?" "I have only at home so far, now I'm getting heels I hope to go out wearing a dress," I said. "I bet you look stunning in a dress," he said with excitement in his voice. After walking the shop floor a couple of times wearing each pair and I must say, to the watching eyes of the two women. I felt comfortable in both pairs, with that Robert went over to ask if I'd be wearing a pair home or to wrap them. Robert returned saying, "You have to wear your old shoes home. Remember to do a lot of walking around to get used to having heels on, believe me it's not as easy as it looks for a start," Giving me another nice smile, 'which I took to mean he must wear high heels at times' before asking, "Would you like me to put your old shoes back on for you?" "Oh yes please, that would be lovely," I replied trying to sound so feminine, but knowing what we both were wanting. Yes I got another little massage, before having my shoes put back on and tied. We gave each other that knowing grin, indicating we both like foot play. I'm sure he'd love to have kissed them as well if we didn't have an audience, I know I would have. With shoes wrapped and safely in my hand, we bid our farewell. Next stop a coffee shop a few doors down the street. I was feeling quite comfortable sitting with coffee in hand, a couple of finger sandwich being eaten in a ladylike manner. While having people looking, wondering is it a feminine boy in makeup, or a girl in trousers. I knew better than to play up to any looks or comments, after being told to act like a young lady earlier. "We have one more shop to go to once we've had our coffee," I was informed. "I noticed you seemed to get on well with Robert this time? Somehow I think he likes you also, don't be surprised if you get an email from him," I was told from a smiling enquirer. "Yes I think he's sweet, I'm sure he is gay also. What makes you think he likes me, he was just being polite?" Trying not to sound overly interested in him. "I've ordered another couple of pairs of shoes, that you'll need. They are the same style as the ones you've got, only in different colours," Mummy said changing the subject. "What will I need so many shoes for Mummy, I've always only had two pairs, one old pair for mucking about in and the other for work and everything else?" I tried to explain. "You're not just a boy now darling; girls need more than two pairs of shoes," I was informed. With fluids back in my system, we left the coffee shop. I was quite delighted going into our next shop. As Mummy had just told me what I was to get. Yes we went into a jeweller shop, while Mummy went to talk to the assistant. I had a nosy at all the stunning necklaces, bracelets, earrings, rings, charming brooches. But, some of the prices, how could anyone go out wearing such expensive Jewry. I'd be frightened of being robbed. My browsing was curtailed when Mummy returned. "Come now Meredith, this young lady will fix you up," In a small room behind the main part of the shop which had a tinted window so you could see if anyone came in. Once sitting on a chair the process began and within a minute had finished, and quite painlessly. Yes I've had my ears pierced; two little gold sleepers are now sitting happily in my lobes. "Now don't take then out for at least a month, but turn them a few times a day," I got told. On our way out, I couldn't help but look at other earrings on display. There were some really lovely ones there. But as Mummy said, "I don't think we could afford any of them." That I quite agree before asking, "Can we have a look in the dress shop next to where we had coffee. Please Mummy," while smiling pleadingly to her. "Well just a quick look then, because we'll be doing some shopping for day dresses later in the week," I was informed. On entering this dress shop, I got all those tingles of impatience, so many rows of gorgeous dresses, mostly full length formal gowns. There was nothing in my size; mind you they were for Ladies not small girls like me. But that mustn't stop one from browsing, to admire the beauty of them all. Mummy would take one from the hanger holding up so I can glorify in the moment, savouring the touch of these fine silks, satins in the most beautiful shades of colour. In glass cabinets lay an assortment of accessories, pretty purses big enough just to hold your makeup, hanky but not much more. Lovely elbow length satin gloves, with small buttons just above the palm, there were stole's to match most of the gowns, some even sprinkled with glitters over them. I got to thinking of the many times I used to spend going through fabric shops, just wanting to appreciate such fine delicate fabrics. Dreaming and wishing I could be wearing lovely flowing dresses made from sheer silks or satins. My salivating over all these exquisite fineries came to a sudden halt, as Mummy tapped me on the shoulder. "I think we better be on our way, before you ask the lady if you can try some on. Don't you?" "Do you think I could?" I said with a big smile, knowing the answer. "They are all so beautiful thou, aren't they?" I said while caressing my hand lovingly over the silk and satin gowns on the rack before us. "Yes they really are, now before we leave, look at the prices of them and you may see why." I soon realized we were looking in some very expensive shops. "Should we pay something for handling them?" my suggestion went unanswered, as we headed to the door and car park. Our next stop was home again with my new girly treasures. On the way I had to tell Mummy how I enjoyed being out dress, looking like a proper Sissy-boy. I hope she'll take me out like it again. No I didn't feel one bit embarrassed with people looking, I felt proud. I also told her I had something very important I wanted to ask her when we got home. We were no sooner in the door when I dropped the bags carrying the shoes and girly things. Wrapping my arms around Mummy, my face resting between her breasts I thanked her for everything. "Mummy I love you so very much for what you're doing for me. I just hope I make you proud as a daughter. I know I'm the luckiest person ever now," I told her with a kiss. "You are so sweet darling," as I got another kiss before asking. "Do you want to stay wearing Meredith's trousers, or put one of Jessica's skirts on?" "Well do you think a skirt would go with a blouse and my pretty bow and makeup?" as I held the bow sweetly between thumbs and forefingers. "Let's try anyway, if not you can always change again," Mummy replied with a big smile. With that little bit of banter over, it was up my room and quickly off with jacket followed by trousers. In the meantime Mummy took the matching half slip from a draw for me to put on. "Do you think I can wear my pretty garter now?" I asked in hope. "Well seen as you've been good all day so far, we'll put it on you." In no time I had my panties down exposing my clit, ready for dressing. "You sure can move quick at times can't you my girl?" as she stood before with garter in hand. Holding blouse and camisole up a little, so I can watch as the garter is being placed neatly around the base of my clit. My panties were then pulled back up not even giving me a chance for a good look. Then it was on with slip, followed by a just above the knee length two inch pleated mauve taffeta skirt. Standing in only stocking feet, I couldn't help but take hold of the skirt to twirl around. It looked and felt so lovely as the skirt swung out some. In the meantime Mummy had taken my new shoes from there boxes, both black patent leather one with inch heels the other two inch heels. In one of the boxes wrapped in tissue were a pair of red and another of pale blue pompoms, along with a little booklet of how to attach them, as well tying bows onto the shoes. It is all so exciting thinking how pretty they will look on my feet wearing a lovely dress to go with them. "Sit on the vanity stool darling till we put these heels on you," Yes my very own heels now and not stuffed with cotton wool to make them fit. "I want you to stay in them and walk around to get used to wearing heels. You'll notice a little discomfort and your leg muscles will ache a little. But by tomorrow that should all be gone," I was cheerfully informed. I stood a little uneasy then gently took my first little step followed by another. That wasn't so bad, I'm still standing not even holding on to anything. Yes I know I've worn a pair of Denise's a few weeks ago, but that was just one unsteady day. Now it's for real, if I want to progress to being dressed as the girl I want to be. "We'll go downstairs now Jessica. Remember how I showed you to take each step." "Yes I do, but I think I better fix my makeup first. Don't you?" Looking at me with a big smile, I knew Mummy agreed whole heartily. Sitting with Mummy having a cup of tea in the sitting room, I decided this would be a good time to ask, "Mummy, you know how I love being your little girl don't you? Well after going to the Doctor and filling in those forms. Now I even have prescriptions for Meredith Burnett. I don't want to be that ever again, I only want to be your daughter, your Sissy. So is there anyway I can change my name? I like Meredith, but the rest No! It's my father's name. I know this could be asking a lot of you, but could you adopt me like some people do with babies? Please, I promise I'll be good always, and I'll do whatever you say. I do love you so very much Mummy, I only want to be with you and Denise, and you are like a real Mother should be," I just looked up to her, trying to see what she was thinking. "Please Mummy, Please!" as I concealed my head against her beating heart, I felt the tears filling my eyes. Without saying a word she put her cup on the side table, and then pulled me into a beautiful motherly embrace. "Oh, Jessica my sweet darling don't cry, you know Mummy loves you just as much. I also know you'd never be any trouble. I feel quite overwhelmed hearing you say what you'd like to happen. I'll tell you what, I'll ring my lawyer in the morning and see what can be done," my face was then turned up for a kiss. "You know, Denise will also be very pleased, she loves you just the same sweetheart." We sat there embracing each other, I felt her hand stroking gently over my hair. It was so soothing and beautiful that I didn't want it to end. "You know Jessica, I can see why Shane and Andrew thought so much of you and wanted to make sure you were going to be safe and loved." Somehow I just couldn't contain myself, as I realized how much Mummy did love me. Once again I had to dive for my hanky to hide the tears rolling from my eyes. "Come my angel sit on Mummy's knee and let it all out." Such an offer I didn't have to be told twice, in no time I sat cuddled in Mummy's warm arms. Between my sobs, I tried to ask Mummy the unanswerable question of her. "Why couldn't my real parents love me like Andrew and Shane, now you and Denise, I'm not bad am I?" "I can't answer the first part Sweetheart, but you know you are not bad, so don't ever think that. You are loved very much now, and always will be," as I felt her arms pulling me closer. I was still happily sitting on Mummy's knee, talking about going dress shopping on Wednesday, when Daniel arrived home. Gosh doesn't time go quick when you're enjoying yourself. I couldn't wait to show her my pierced ears, yes even before my feet sitting in two inch heeled shoes. "That's super Jessica, we must attach a couple of my stones to them," she suggested. Not quite knowing what she meant by 'stones' I just gave her a dumb sort of look. Oh, how silly of me, as she explained her little gemstones she hangs on hers sleepers if she's wearing them. I didn't even get round to say about the Doctors visit, as we finished another cup of tea and Daniel was going to go change. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Chapter 11 soon.