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From Little Girl to Teenage girl (5) (Sunday Morning after the party) By Ms. Nicole Smith ************************************ Do NOT read this story if you are legally not allowed to do so. There is NO sex in this story. The story itself is based on events which took place when I was a much younger boy(?). ************************************ "Wake up Steph, it's time to feed the horses" was the sound of my 'Wendy' alarm for 5.30 am the next morning. My eyes started to open and I carefully moved my body our from under the blanket covers, feeling the cold air on my legs and arms as I suddenly realized with a smile that I was wearing the red nightie that Wendy had given me to wear last night for pajamas. It made my mind happily move into girlie mode for the day ahead. I shuffled over to the wash basin and dashed cold water on my face to complete the wake up before walking back to find the red jeans I'd been wearing yesterday lying on the bed with a pair of clean blue nylon panties, my training bra and its inserts. I smiled as I remembered how Lois told me last night, that girls tended to call my sized inserts, "cutlets" as I pulled up my panties and fiddled with the bra, before putting on the jeans as Wendy handed me a pink top to wear. I was sitting on the bunk when my ears heard a car coming up the dirt driveway and skid to a stop. A minute or so later the door burst open and in walked Lois bright eyed and fresh as a daisy showing no signs of the party last night, operating at peak performance. "Hello Steph, how's my YGF this morning" she smilingly said as she bent down and gave me a kiss on the cheek and a hug. How have you pulled up Wend," she loudly said to Wendy who was still doing her morning ablutions in the wash area. "Not bad Lo. No hangover or anything, but I definitely need a shower after we feed the horses. I made sure that we'd be awake, because I can still remember a few months ago how you woke me up, with cold water trickling onto my face! I think Steph could use a shower too so I'll light up the gas urn after we finish the morning feed." "The best way to wake up is with an early morning ride" Lois remarked. "Oh absolutely" Wendy chipped back. "I wouldn't mind having a ride with Karl" Wendy said with a smirk. "Oh you horny old mole" Lois chipped back with a laugh. "I can only stay till around 8 o'clock as I'll need to get back to see how the backyard looks in the daylight. Mind you, between Steph, William, Robert and myself, we had everything cleared away last night and William assured me that the back of the yard was cleared away, so I'm not expecting too many problems. You and Karl seemed to take your own sweet time dropping off the little bitch brigade" Lois accusingly said. "Get lost, or was Karl giving you bad directions." Wendy walked back from around the washroom partition while shucking her nightie off. "No problems with your little brothers sense of direction Lo. He knows EXACTLY what he's doing and he VERY adept at give instructions and directions" Wendy said with a cheeky smirk as she bent over naked and reached for clean underwear. "Yeah, sounds like you two might not have been so much lost as you were LUST getting back" Lois replied with a knowing grin. "You must have screwed him senseless, because he was dead to the world this morning" Lois said with an inquiring tone. "But I see that you don't seem to have been affected too much" "Yeah, well I'm not like you OLD biddies Lo" Wendy said with a laugh. "I'm far too young of a woman to suffer from post coital syndrome" she further chipped at Lois, as she got dressed. All the while here I was in the same room watching Wendy getting dressed and happily feeling like I was just one of the girls. A knock on the door and a female voice called out, "Are there any naked men in there because crazy woman entering" as Cherie pushed open the door and walked in with a cheery greeting and a beaming smile. "Hmm, no stray men in here that I can see, damn it," she said with a tinge of regret in her voice as she hugged all of us in turn. "Sleepyhead Steve hasn't stirred yet she said, referring to her boyfriend (and the fulltime ranch work hand)."I heard a car and saw your lights on so I thought I'd wander across and see what the living conditions were like for the poorer half" she said with a laugh. "I couldn't live in that caravan every day. At least your rooms have a shower!" Cherie remarked. "Don't sweat it Cherie" Lois told her. "There's going to be a run on the shower after we feed the horses. There might be a shower in here, but it's a special knack to get it going, so let's go and feed the horses. "Well as long as none of the male horses can smell me," Cherie remarked. "I don't want to be feeding a male horse and have it try and mount me." "They call intact male horses 'Stallions' and apart from Captain, they're all geldings here" Lois said to her with a laugh. So you're pretty safe about not being taken like a mare in heat, well that is apart from your Steve." We all left the bunk house and headed for the feed room. Wendy and Lois entered it and started handing out buckets and directions. I could recall most of the horse's names after working with many of them yesterday, so I grabbed feed bins and headed out to start feeding, while Lois explained which bins went to which horse stables to Cherie, who willingly got involved as well. In about 20 minutes the bins had been distributed and refilled for the evening feed, so all 4 of us wondered back towards the jail house for breakfast as the dawn light tinged the sky. In the jail kitchen I filled up the jug while Lois started to load the toaster and Wendy grabbed the plates and cutlery. "Grab a pew and we'll have food inside of you in a jiffy Cher," Lois suggested to her, so Cherie wandered back into the jail cell and seated herself, inquiring if we spent all our weekend mornings this way. "Not every weekend Cher" Wendy called out. "Steph and I are up here for a weekend break." Lois is here because she wants to be seen in the presence of intellectuals to dispel the rumors that she's just a dumb bimbo" Wendy humorously told her, as Lois laughingly punched Wendy on the arm. Lois then placed a large plate of buttered toast on the table while Wendy placed some mugs along with a pot of tea as they both sat down at the table opposite Cherie, while I followed with the milk, and sugar as well as some bread plates, knives, along with a jar of vegemite and jam before squeezing in beside Cher. We all started eating at once or pouring ourselves tea, simply famished and needing to get some sort of food into us as quickly as possible. Eventually it was Cherie who broke the eating imposed silence. "Great party last night, but what's going to happen this morning? When's the shit going to hit the fan?" "I don't think there's going to be much said by any of the little bitch brigade" Lois said to all of us. "I've got a feeling that unless any of the 3 of them get's cold feet, they're just going to hope that no one also mentions it." "Three girls were sexually molested last night Lois," Cherie replied back. "You'd have to be kidding yourself, if you think that all of that will be swept under the carpet." I also thought that Cherie was correct in thinking that there was going to be trouble, although secretly hoping that Lois's thinking was right. "I agree with Lois" Wendy chipped in. "As long as Carla IS on the pill and Vicki and Amanda didn't have unprotected sex, I think that they're not going to say a word to their parents for fear of what will happen to them as well, unless they were lying to us and one of them get's knocked up." "When I get home, I'm going to grill Karl and find out which of his mates was involved," Lois informed us. "It's not like the little bitches weren't leading them on, but rape is rape." "Karl told me that he's pretty confident that his mates weren't involved or if they were, didn't have intercourse with any of the girls and he recognized a few blow ins from down the street, who he's going to be calling on today" Wendy said to us. "I'm more concerned that someone else at the party is going to say something out of place and stir up the pot. I think we need to quietly ask around amongst the kids who were there last night to see if anyone saw anything out of the usual. One thing's for certain, I don't expect to see any of the little bitch brigade here today." "Stephanie, you really are a sweet caring thing" Cherie said to me. "After hearing from Steve at the party about how the 3 of them treated you yesterday, you really shamed them by caring so much about the 3 of them. I wonder if Carla will pay for new clothes to replace the ones she ruined when she was sick all over you." "Yeah Steph" Lois replied. "I was completely shocked that you were more concerned for the 3 of them then they had been for you earlier on. Not many girls or women for that matter would have been as sensitive as you were last night OR as discreet. I just thank god it was you who found the 3 of them and not one of the other girls. They would have screamed out and blurted to everyone about what they saw. You had the sense to quietly call for us." "Oh, by the way, my brother William thinks you're simply wonderful and don't worry about him blabbing to anyone about last night. I had a long talk with him and he's old enough and smart enough to know not to say anything about what happened." I was simply so embarrassed by what they were all saying to me, that I blushed a lot and lowered my head down and said nothing in reply. "Ever been on an early morning trail ride Cher" Lois asked as she and Wendy got up from the table and started to collect the dirty washing. Cher and I got up and took the rest of the dirty washing over to the sink and Cher, started to turn on the water to fill up the sink. "I've never been on a horse before in my life" she told all of us. "But I'd love to try it. I suppose that Steve will get me on a horse today, if only to embarrass me." "No time like the present" Lois replied. "Steph and I will just finish the washing up and I'll join all of you. Steph can teach me how to get on a horse." I wouldn't be much use to you" I quietly said. "I'd never ridden a horse until yesterday either" I gushed. Wendy had already left to get the tack, so Lois helped me dry up and then the 3 of us headed out the door to join Wendy in the tack room. As we walked over I saw Wendy saddling Captain up, as she called out to Lois that she'd ride Captain and let Champion have a rider worthy of him, inferring that Lois was a better ridden than Wendy and should ride Champion. Lois instructed me to get the saddle and bridle for Tinkerbelle and she'd get the tack for old Bill so Cherie could ride Tinkerbelle and I could ride Bill she informed me. "Almost like last night" she cheekily informed me with a smile. I helped Lois to saddle Tinker and Bill, and we heard the hoof beats as Wendy brought over Captain and Champion, so after getting Cherie mounted up we joined her and quietly headed out the gate towards the bush, returning about 40 minutes later, with Lois beside Cherie both horses at a gentle canter, with Wendy and myself bringing up the rear. "That was fantastic," Cherie blurted out. "Now I know why girls like to be around horses." Just then Steve came from out of the jail house and walked over to Cherie and put his arms around her. "I really loved that ride" she told him excitedly, returning his hug with a peck on his cheek. "Lois offered to take me for an early morning ride so I agreed" she told him. "I've never had such a wonderful feeling in all my life. The ride back was so exhilarating" she gushed out. "I see" Steve said. "You wander off and go for an early morning horse ride with your girlfriends, leaving poor old me behind," he smiling commiserated. "And did you ask yourself, what about poor Steve? I would have liked an early morning ride as well, but you didn't wait for me" he jokingly said. "We had an enjoyable ride last night, didn't we? I would have loved to have gone riding this morning with you but you were snoring your head off" she laughingly told him in front of us. Steve had the decency to blush at that not knowing if she was referring to an early morning horse ride or to having early morning sex! "Don't say another word Steve. Not unless you WANT to be further humiliated" Lois told him with a smile. "Why don't you just be a good little boy and take the happy girl's horse away and stable it for her." Lois told him with a laugh, as she led Champion away. It was me who actually grabbed Bill's and Tinkerbelle's reins and quietly led them back to the stable, while Cherie told Steve that she needed to have a shower and to freshen up. Wendy came back over from stabling Captain and told Cherie that she was going to light the bunk room shower heater so if Cher wanted a shower, she could join the rest of us girls in about 30 minutes as Wendy headed for the bunk room door. Cherie told Wendy that she couldn't get in a shower fast enough, as she walked hand in hand with Steve back to his caravan. "You'd better shower first Steph. We don't want to have Cherie find out your little secret do we," Wendy told me. So I started to undress as Wendy went and worked the gas heater until it was burning brightly. "The water will be hot enough in about 2 minutes Steph." I carefully put my clothes on the bunk and wrapped a towel around my waist before walking towards the shower which Wendy was fiddling with so that the water stream would be strong. "Right in you pop" she instructed me as she walked away back to the main bunk area. "Steph" Wendy called out behind the partition. "Haven't you wanted to have a crap since yesterday," she asked me as she walked back around the partition with a large smile on her face. "No Wend, why do you ask" I said as I was washing my stomach, mindful of the pink cock harness I was still wearing. She was staring at me and as I moved my hand to soap around my bottom when I felt hard rubber back there and suddenly remembered the butt plug that was still inside of me. "Oh!" I remarked. "I'd forgotten all about THAT" I said as my face blushed crimson. "How do I take it out" I plaintively asked Wendy. "You pull it out, stupid! Haven't you even needed to go to the toilet yet." she asked me in exasperation. "I hinted to you last night if you wanted to go to the toilet" Wendy said. "You've slept all last night with that plug onside of you, you realise that, don't you? Talk about an innocent tart!" she said to me. "I hadn't needed to have a crap" I informed her as I slowly started to pull it out of me and was having to grit my teeth as it was quite reluctant to leave my butt. Eventually it popped out and I saw that it was covered in my fasces, as I heard Wendy tell me to run it under the shower water to get it clean. I looked at it in distaste, yet I felt a feeling of emptiness in my butt, without it being inside of me and was still wishing that it was. - go figure. I finally rinsed it off and saw the fasces wash away down the drain, when Wendy reappeared and asked for the plug back, which I handed to her. She took it from me, and dried it off, telling me to wash myself thoroughly back there, before handing it back to me and instructing me to bend over and reinsert it inside of me. Surprisingly (perhaps I should have written eagerly here) I did as I was told, and after an initial reluctance from my bottom to having me insert something inside of it, I used some pressure and it popped straight back inside. "Now push it in as far as you can, till it almost disappears inside of you" Wendy instructed me. "When you can only feel a bit of the round end part, it's correctly inside of you. Now stand up straight, finish washing back there and relax your anal muscles." "Do you feel it trying to slip out of you?" Wendy asked me. My negative answer brought a smile to her face. "That's perfect. Now make sure that if you feel it begin to slide out of you that you clench your bottom and keep it inside of you. Don't forget to squeeze your arse cheeks, because it helps you have a feminine walk." "I simply can't believe it though, Steph. You've gone horse riding this morning and not felt that plug up inside of you" Wendy told me. I had to tell her that I had felt some discomfort initially this morning when I was riding, but once I started rising to the trot or when I was cantering, the irritation started to go away and eventually I guess I started to enjoy the feeling of it working itself inside of me, to the point where I no longer could feel it. "Steph, You DEFINITELY should have been born a woman and not a guy" she told me as I stepped out of the shower. I was drying my self off as Wendy came in naked and stepped into the shower facing me, not even worrying that I was there. I turned around quickly so as not to embarrass her, which had her telling me that I had seen her naked often enough, including when we got dressed this morning and that we were all girls here, so stop being so prudish. It's out of character and might tip people of that you're a guy instead of a girl. I walked back around to get dressed only to find Lois looking at me, shaking her head in sorrow. "Wendy's right Steph, women are much more comfortable with their bodies in front of other women. You have to be less embarrassed being naked in front of girls. Now hurry up and get dressed so I can add a bit of make up to you" she informed me. I took my towel off and started to put on my panties, when Lois stopped me and asked if something was missing. I stopped for a moment and then reflexively reached behind me, which made Lois chuckle and she said, "No, not THAT thing Steph. BUT...I'm thinking the same thing as Wendy. How could you forget that you had a plug inside of your butt?" She then reached inside of her handbag and took out a wrapped sanitary napkin. "You forgot to put THIS on girl," she said as she handed it to me to unwrap, before watching me place it inside of my panties and pulling them up. I then put on my training bra, with some difficulty I admit and then slid the breast inserts into the bra, moving them around till I thought they looked correct grinning at Lois as I did this. She smiled back at me showing me an "O" with two fingers so I knew that they were positioned correctly. A quick squirt of Wendy's MUM deodorant and then I put my pink top on before working the red jeans back on over my bottom. I sat down on the bunk to put on my shoes and socks, as I heard Wendy step out of the shower. Lois quietly whispered into my ear that I was not to stare at Wendy and just go with the flow. Wendy then reappeared with her towel wrapped around her waist and proceeded to get changed in front of me, as if it was a common occurrence. A knock and a feminine voice saying "It's only me" saw Cherie walk in holding a towel and a small make up bag along with a change of clothes. "Is the shower free" she asked, to be told it was running, set up just for her. "Oh goody, I feel so sticky and yucky" she told all of us, as she started to undress. Lois watched me carefully but I was trying to be part of the scene and so I was talking to Wendy asking if there was anything special happening today, as Cherie now totally naked took her toiletry things and headed for the shower. As she stepped under the shower, Lois quietly told me that I had acted exactly like any other girl so I shouldn't ever be prudish in front of other women and to remember that fact. She then told me to stand still and she applied a little bit of blush to my cheeks and instructed me to put on my pink lip gloss, which I had to do by walking to the mirror near the shower, as a further test of my ability to act naturally around naked women. I put my lip gloss on, straightened my hair as best as I could, as it was still set up in the way that it was last night, before heading back outside to a quiet "well done" from both Wendy and Lois. "We'll all be up in the jail having a bit more breakfast, Cher" Lois informed her to a muffled OK from Cherie and we headed outside. We walked into the jail to find Steve working the toaster, so Lois imperiously instructed him to make up another 6 slices as she reached for the kettle to fill it up again. Wendy and I sat down in the cell and waited for a top up of breakfast. Steve sat down shortly thereafter with his tea and toast and informed us that we'd made his first weekend here so easy by getting the horses fed early for him and mucking out the stables. He was complaining though that HE had to do it during the week when no one was here. Wendy sarcastically commiserated with him over that fact as Lois brought over the toast and then returned with the tea and mugs, before sitting down next to Steve. The shower ceased and Lois flew out of her seat and raced outside, returning a minute later smiling broadly and informing all of us in the room, that the shower urn was now turned safely off. "It's a knack you're going to have to remember Steve if you want hot water showers" Lois informed him. Ten minutes later, Cherie walked into the room, and pulled up a chair while asking Steve if he was comfortable or not. Cherie, Lois and Wendy all looked at Steve with big smiles, as he then sheepishly got up and squeezed by me to get some tea and toast for his girlfriend while Cherie urged me further up the table as she wiggled into my space, leaving Steve to sit on the chair Cherie had been sitting on. Steve left the jail returning a few minutes later, before bring over a plate of toast and a mug of tea, along with a tiny vase with a few small flowers he had obviously gone outside for, before putting them down on the table in front of Cherie, which brought him a kiss from her. I excused myself and squeezed over the top of Cherie's legs and maneuvered so that Steve could sit down at the table beside his girlfriend, which he did. "Stephanie," Steve said. "If Cherie continues to give me grief, I'm going to leave her and ask you to be my girl." "In your dreams" I cheekily said poking my tongue out, as I headed out to do the washing leaving a table full of laughing adults. "She's not only pretty, she's smart too" Cherie said aloud. "What's going to happen this morning from the party" Steve wondered aloud. I've never had that happen before. Cherie told him to try not to think about it as she explained that Lois and Wendy thought that it would blow over, unless one of the other kids had seen anything as well and they'd probably know about that as they started to turn up this morning. "I suppose that unless we have a police car suddenly turn up, it night be just OK" Steve remarked and that ended the subject for now, they all silently hoped. I meanwhile had spotted Smokey leaving his bungalow and quietly put on toast for him. Dot was no where to be seen. "I've got to shoot off home to clean up anything we missed last night" Lois informed us as she got up from the table. "I'll try and make it back later on this morning. See you" she remarked as she breezed out the door calling out good morning to Smokey who seconds later walked into the jail. Smokey wished us all a good morning, as I placed a plate of toast in front of him with words of promised tea about to appear. He sat down expressing his surprise at being treated so regally, but we could all tell that he was pleased all the same at the treatment he was receiving. He asked how the party went last night to general comments from the other that it was a pretty good affair, and they hoped there'd be no trouble from anyone over it, which I think Smokey meant to assume the neighbors. I'd place a mug of tea in front of Smokey and then quietly snuck outside and headed for the stables to begin the task of mucking out, thinking that if Wendy, or Steve wanted to inform Smokey of he events of last night, then it might be better if I wasn't there. I'd gotten into quite a rhythm and had actually gotten the majority of the stables cleaned out when I heard cars begin to pull up, expecting to see policemen at any moment. "Hi Steph" I heard shouted out to me and looked up to see Nicole and Juliet walking towards me. "FAB party last night and you looked spectacular they told me as they hugged me and pecked me on the cheek." "You look so different this morning," gushed Nicole. "Last night you looked like you were at least 18. None of us could believe it was you at first. Your make up, the dress, your hair. I'm glad we got photos of you and mum's getting them developed this morning so we can look at them later on today." I was just blushing and behaving quite timidly gushing out nervous giggles. "And what about Wendy's dress" blurted out Juliet. You could see right through her blouse and see her boobs as clear as day. And her skirt was SO short." I giggled in reply. "And what about Lois's dress. I know she wasn't wearing a bra" Juliet carried on. "Her panties must have been G string thongs. I'd die to have legs like hers though" Juliet said adamantly. "I'd just like to have boobs like hers" Nicole replied giggling loudly as she then called out to Dianne who she had just seen as she raced off to talk to her about last night. I just carried on mucking out but was amazed when Juliet grabbed a nearby shovel and helped me. "Gee thanks Juliet, but you don't have to do this, really" I informed her. Juliet then told me that it was no bother and besides her older sister (Nicole) was more intent on catching up with Dianne and talking about last night and she'd prefer to just stay in the background instead. "I liked your dress last night Juliet" I remarked to her which had her blushing and yet so pleased. "I thought that the pale green really brought out your hazel colored eyes and that beautiful golden strawberry hair that you have" I smilingly said. "And I think you've got great legs too, that most guys would go crazy over. You don't need to have Lois's legs, for what it's worth." Juliet must have finally realized that I was no threat to her in any way, which I wasn't, as she talked to me about how her and her sister had prepared for last night and how many times Nicole had changed her outfit, even worry about what colored underwear she had on, Juliet humouredly told me silly things which had happened last night and I learnt about crushes some girls had on the buys who rode here. I also learnt how initially some of the girls were so envious of how I looked, but they eventually realized that I hadn't done my make up to try and show off or anything like that, as I was so quiet and shy that I simply didn't know how to cope with it anyhow. I told Juliet that the other girls were right as I'd never been allowed to wear much make by my mother, which was being VERY truthful. As we went from stable to stable mucking out, I suddenly realized that the time had flown and Juliet and I had had such girlie fun gossiping about the party and how her sister Nicole had fussed over getting herself dressed, that we'd finished. I noticed that it was 9.30 on Juliet's watch, which I guess must have meant they arrived about 8.30, and we'd been gossiping while mucking out, the whole time. "Oh there you two are," Wendy said as both Juliet and I turned around quite startled. All the other girls have been wondering where you two have been hiding this morning. "Oh, we've been talking about the party last night" Juliet said. "Oh and about yours and Lois's outfits. You like Lois's brother Karl a lot don't you Wendy" Juliet asked her, to which Wendy agreed that she thought he was a stud muffin, which had both Juliet and I girlishly giggling. "Well you better watch out for Sharon because she's in love with him too" Juliet let Wendy know. Sharon was almost 14 and to my way of thinking was pretty plain in the looks department. Wendy chuckled and thanked her for the tip and told us to go and mix with the others who were having cold drinks up at the BBQ pit. Wendy winked at me, as Juliet encouraged me to "Let's go find the others Steph" as she took my hand and raced off. Up at the BBQ pit I saw most of the girls and boys who'd been at the part last night except Carla, Amanda and Vicki who were noticeably absent. Every one greeted me excitedly with a number of the girls hugging me and all remarking on how stunning I looked last night. I blushed and timidly said that the only reason I looked so nice last night was courtesy of Lois's outfit and Angela's beauty skills to make me look that way. I pointed out to them that I didn't have Nicole's or Christine's figure, Dianne's or Maria's beauty, Juliet's Legs or Carla's hot dress sense and that how they saw me today, without any make up or nice clothes is how I really was. It was Maria, who I thought was drop dead gorgeous that came over and hugged me and told everyone that I had a special grace and class that made me beautiful, as I blushed a deep crimson and shyly lowered my head. Then we all started to talk about things that happened last night at the party and I listened very closely incase someone said something about Carla, Vicki or Amanda. But every one was talking about this boy or that or how hot someone looked in their swimsuit and EVERYONE mentioned both Wendy's and Lois's outfits, but to a person they said that they hadn't mentioned the outfits to their parents, although photos were going to be available for us to look at later on today courtesy of Nicole and Juliet. Cherie, Steve and Wendy joined us and became the centre of attention and then Smokey came over and started a sing-along which lasted until shortly before Carla followed a few minutes apart by Amanda and Vicki turned up around noon. As if the world had stopped, you could sense that the atmosphere had changed, somewhat dramatically. A few of the boys and girls who also owned horses boarding there joined the 3 girls and they saddled up their horses and went out for a trail ride. I was again leading pony rides around when Lois returned, but I later spotted Lois, Wendy and Cherie walking around together heads down in deep discussion. I was out leading a trail ride on foot when the privately owned horses must have returned. Later on I was taking a break and noticed how the mood of the ranch was very different to yesterday. I was wondering around the back stables and came across young Simone who was a private owner, crying in the feed room, which was generally out of bounds to everyone. Simone had been so full of laughter a few hours ago, that I wondered what was wrong so I quietly walked into the feed room and gently asked her why she was crying. She hissed that it was none of my business and to leave her alone, to which I humbly apologized to her and started to leave, which made her leap up and hug me and actually apologize for talking that way to me. A gentle bit of prodding discovered that she had gone over to Carla, Amanda and Vicki and asked them if they'd had a great time at the party last night as well, to have Amanda vent her wrath on Simone telling her she was just a little silly spoilt brat and she should get lost, etc. etc. and then Carla told her to piss off and never speak to them again. Now I was starting to get ticked off. Simone although an owner, had spoken to me quite pleasantly yesterday and today and except for the just recent misunderstanding, I was damned if I was going to let some silly little spoilt bitch speak to her or any other person for that matter in such a manner, so I stormed off looking for either Carla or Amanda, fuming and ready to give them a piece of my mind. I came across them all sitting together in the old barn talking sullenly amongst each other. I actually stopped and eavesdropped for a while and heard recriminations spraying around between all 3 of them. Apparently Carla was dirty on both Amanda and Vicki, because neither of them was on the pill and Carla felt that she had been rather savagely used by the guys, whereas Carla claimed all Amanda and Vicki had had to do was give out a few blow jobs! Amanda and Vicki claimed that Carla having boasted she wanted to lose her virginity to all and sundry, had meant that a number of horny guys who hadn't been able to have Carla, as she'd passed out drunk, took their frustrations out on Amanda and Vicki, both of whom claimed that their bodies had been cruelly violated, although their vagina's had not been touched. I might have been young, but I had a very clear idea of what had happened to them and now they were at each others throats so to speak, when I announced my presence. All 3 girls suddenly shut up and as I looked at each of them I came back to Amanda and asked her why she had spoken so badly to Simone, when to the best of my knowledge she hadn't been rude to her. I then asked the same question of Carla. Surprisingly it was Vicki who answered for them as she spat a venomous reply telling to piss off little girl and crawl back to the goodies brigade. Although they were one or two years older then me, I was pretty confident that I could out muscle them provided they didn't all attack me at once. "Listen slag" I told her, just because you've been screwed silly doesn't give you the right to try and humiliate other people. If you had had a grain of courtesy in you, you would have at least answered me civilly. Vicki sprang up at me and tried to hit me, and I was quick to grab her hand and bend it backwards sending her to the ground struggling against my hold on her wrist which prevented her from getting up. "Next one" I challenged as I suddenly felt all the fight go out of Vicki and so I let her hand go, confident that she was in no mood for a fight, thank goodness. I turned towards Amanda and with a voice laced with scorn (for a 13 yo) stated that because of her stupidity and immaturity she felt she was entitled to belittle a young girl like Simone, when she hadn't even had the decency to help her friend Carla who was in considerable distress last night. I even told her that she didn't even realise Carla's predicament until William and I turned up, so I simply asked her what sought of girlfriend was she not to help our her friend? I then turned on Carla and told her in no uncertain circumstances that because of her ego and sluttish desires, her two other girlfriends had been forced to behave in disgusting acts I supposed I told her, so that SHE couldn't accuse either of them later on of chickening out. What gave her the right to speak so badly to Simone? "And now all 3 of you are hiding in embarrassment instead of mixing with the other people here. Don't tell me you're ashamed?" I finally said to them. "Well you'll be pleased to know that the only people who know about last night are determined to keep it very quiet and let private justice take place against the boys involved. Your spoilt little bitchiness backfired on you last night and now the people who you are often quite rude to, are still willing to save you from complete disgrace." "Carla. Yesterday you treated me worse than a slave. But when you were in trouble I had no hesitation in helping you. I ask you a civil question today and you think you can treat me like shit. Well it wasn't me who was fucked senseless last night, unable to even dress themselves. Oh, by the way, here's you clothes back" as I threw the bathing suit at her, unable to find the black panties I'd had stuck down my T shirt last night. "Up until last night I actually admired your dress sense and style Carla. I know that most of the girls out there would like to dress like you and look like you or Amanda or Vicki. If they only knew what you were really like, I think they'd spit on you. But don't worry, I'm not going to tell them, neither is Wendy, Lois Steve, Cherie or even William. Your precious reputations will remain unblemished so you can continue to behave like spoilt little rich brats." "Quite frankly you 3 make me sick to the stomach" I said as I turned to go. Suddenly all 3 girls broke out crying with Carla saying how ashamed she was and that this morning she had asked her father if she could board her horse somewhere else. This really finished it for me so I let rip and told her how she was selfish to the very end. Smokey doesn't know anything and yet HE has to suffer by losing income, just so that she (Carla) doesn't have to worry about having her precious reputation possibly ruined. You 3 and your moody behaviors today have put a dampener on what should have been a fun day for everyone who is here and went to the party. As older and more mature girls YOU had a responsibility and you ignored it and crawled away to feel sorry for yourselves. "Carla, a person with ANY style and grace would go and find Simone and apologize to her. You can always blame in on your monthlies because you could never tell how ashamed you really are of yourself, COULD you, brat. And that goes double for you Amanda. Vicki I'm sorry if I hurt your wrist. Perhaps in the future you might like to adopt the principle of never under estimating a person." I finally turned my back on them and walked out of the barn. I heard a noise to my right and turned to see Wendy, Lois, Cherie and Steve trying to hide from site and I knew that they must have heard me tell those girls off, yet I didn't give a damn. I knew that by the time that those 4 had finished with those girls, they'd probably get their horses and get the hell out of here. I didn't feel very girlie right now, more ashamed and disgusted because I'd stooped to the levels of those 3 bitches by humiliating them just as they did to other people. I walked towards the pony rides and offered to take over. I just wanted to do something that kept me away from those 3 bitches. As far as I was concerned my weekend had been completely ruined. The clouds were starting to darken around 3.30 and Dot came over and asked me to start taking off the saddles as she didn't think there'd be any one wanting to come out for a ride this late and with threatening clouds. She told me to find some of the other girls and get them to help me. I looked around and saw a large group sitting around the BBQ pit, but didn't feel like going over and talking to them and asking them for help. I just walked over to the first stable and simply started to unsaddle Tinkerbelle. I hefted the saddle off and undid the bridle and slid it out of her mouth to be rewarded with her ears pointing forwards and a friendly nuzzle, as I slid under the wooden bar and carried the saddle back to the tack room. Young Helen saw me and asked if we were done for the day, which I answered that we were, so it was her who yelled out to the girls to come and unsaddle the horses, bless her. I looked out of the tack room window to see the 3 bitches and Simone walking around talking to each other and laughing. I was completely stunned by that sight and I recalled with a bitter irony what Wendy had once told me that women have the ability to forgive each other far more easily then men could of each other. She told me that's what makes being a girl so great... there so forgiving! My mood slipped further into deeply miserable, mainly because a young girl can so easily forget and forgive. I saw the 4 of them walk over to the BBQ pit and join in the chat fest going on. Could this all happen within the space of less than 2 hours I thought bitterly to myself. I walked out of the tack room straight into Helen, Juliet, Nicole and Susanne all carry in saddles and bridles and laughing to each other. They cheerily said hello and I did my best to do the same, because in my mind I knew that THEY were just simple lovely girls and deserved to be enjoying just being girls. I walked to the back stables and started to unsaddle Champion, not sure if I deserved to do it or if Wendy or Lois should have done it, and as I walked out of he stable carry his tack, I ran into Carla of all people. "Stephanie, can I talk to you, please." It was the emphasis on the word please that made me stop and put the saddle on to a railing. "Yes Carla, what would you like?" I asked her in a voice dripping in sarcasm. "Steph" she said to me in what I knew to be an emotionally strained voice. "You were right in what you said today. I've apologized to Simone, but I really want to apologize to you and thank you for looking after me last night the way you did," as she burst into tears and hugged me. It must have been contagious because I had my arms around her and was blubbering like a...a...girl! Here we were, one of us crying out of the need for forgiveness of another and the other simply swept up in the emotions of it all! "Thanks for not saying anything and thank you for putting up with all my shit yesterday yet still helping me out when I needed a friend," Carla told me. "I know I don't deserve it, but I'd like to try and be your friend" she told me sobbingly. I squeezed her tight and told her through my own tears that I'd be a friend to her and be as close as she wanted me to be or as far away as she wished me to be, as I then watched her pick up the tack gear off the railing and head for the tack room, while I entered the next stable and started unsaddling Tally. By the time I got the Tally's saddle off and returned it to the tack room, Carla was walking out the front gate to her parent's car. Perhaps I was just grateful that I didn't run into her again that day as I decided I'd had enough and headed towards the other kids around the BBQ pit. As I walked over and sat down, I was bombarded in inquiries as to when I was going home, to which I had to say that I was reliant on Wendy to get home. Amanda and Vicki got up and were saying their goodbyes, and I was totally stunned to have Amanda put her arms around me and hug me, saying "see you next weekend I hope girlfriend" and Vicki even said see you next week Stephie girl, which when I thought about it, meant that 2 out of 3 wasn't a bad success ratio. I was getting a bit emotional and so I decided to head back to the jail because I thought that that was where Wendy would most likely be, when I saw Simone come running past me on the way to the gate and suddenly stop. She turned around and raced over and kissed me on the cheek, telling me that I was truly something special and she hoped to see me soon. I made it back to the jail office and knocked, before walking inside to find Smokey, Dot, Steve, Cherie, Lois and of course Wendy all seated around the cell table and having tea and joined in the invitation to join them. As I took my first sip, Dot spoke to me and thanked me for being so helpful this weekend to which I told her that it was a pleasure and thanked her and Smokey for putting up with me and allowing me to experience my first horse ride as well as finding out about the joys of stable mucking, which brought laughter to everyone. Dot also wished to apologize for Carla's arrogance yesterday, saying that she was disgusted at her behavior and wouldn't blame me if I wished Carla ill. "I don't think Carla's as bad as you think Dot," I told her to stunned silence. "She even told me this afternoon that she wants to be my friend and the bgf code means that I'm honour bound to be her friend." "BGF" inquired Mrs (Dot) Dawson? "Yes BGF" Dot. The Best Girl Friends code" I said with a smile, which had all the women around the table happily laughing, as Dot then said, that if Carla was adopting the BGF rule, she must be serious about wanting to be my friend! Wendy then stood up and announced that we'd better make a move to get home before it rained, so with considerable regret, we said our good byes to everyone and walked out collecting our gear in the bunk house, before walking to the car and driving off. Near St Ives, Wendy pulled the car into a park and told me to get out and we walked to the public toilets. I followed her into the ladies and at her request into a cubicle. I'm going to unlock you cage now Steph, so you can pee straight again, and with a small key I suddenly felt my genitals feel unrestricted. I also dropped my jeans and panties and removed the butt plug, which Wendy had a plastic bag to drop it into so it could be washed up later on. "We'd better change your clothes back as well" Wendy told me and I mumbled my acceptance of the inevitable. Seeing my sadness at changing back, Wendy then suggested that we might do that back at her place, which I pathetically agreed to. "Cheer up Steph, you can be a girl for another 40 minutes" Wendy admonished me as we headed back towards the car. But all good things come to an end and around 5.30 we pulled up outside Wendy's house. Wendy herself was on a high and told me to relax and enjoy myself while I still could. I noticed that all the other cars weren't there and on asking Wendy why, she told me that dad and the boys were out at the pictures "because there's no way she'd let me walk in dressed like this otherwise, silly." "Just for old times sake, let me freshen your make up Steph" and she proceeded to gently put some blush on my face and made me put on my pink lip gloss. Wendy opened the front door and suggested I get changed in the lounge room but to wait a moment so she could take a photo of me "as a memento" of the weekend. I've just got to go to the toilet first. I sat down and Wendy left to get her camera. A few minutes later I heard the sounds of her coming back, but froze in shock as I heard my mother's voice inquiring where her daughter Stephanie was, before she walked into the room followed by Wendy and auntie Ann. I started to physically shake, definitely scared that my mother was seeing me like this, especially after what happened when I was 10. But mum sat down and gave me a hug telling me that I wasn't in any trouble and she knew what I'd been upto this weekend. Surely not I thought. I shakily asked her how she knew and so she decided to let me know how she knew all about it. "Stephanie, if you can remember back when I first found out about you, I agreed to let you play dress up as long as Wendy always told her mother. Well, Wendy kept her promise and never went behind her mum's back and Aunty Ann would often phone me to tell me all about it. You see your mother may not always be right about everything and this girl dressing fixation you have hasn't gone away and I know you've reached puberty, yet your desire to wear women's clothes hasn't faded away. Wendy had planned for you to go to Lois's party dressed as a girl several months ago. I agreed to allow it on the understanding that if you were found out, that Wendy would stop playing dress ups with you. Wendy then talked me into making the test last for the entire weekend, and if you succeeded, I promised her I'd make some inquiries of a personal nature on your behalf. Uncle George drove Auntie Ann and myself over to Lois's last night and we snuck in and watched your behavior from out of your sight. I have to admit that I wasn't pleased with how you were made up to look much older than you actually are, but I have to admit that you did look every inch a teenage girl, although I felt that your make up was a little too, shall we say, "over the top" for my liking, but I have to admit you did look a picture of beauty and innocence. I wish you actually had been born a girl, because I always wanted a daughter and last night I saw my little girl go to her first grown up party. Wendy I really need to speak to Angela and thank her for the beautiful job she did on my daughter my mother told her. I also thought you behaved with grace and a becoming shyness that really did scare me young lady, which had Wendy and her mother laughing out loud. Where's Patrick I asked her in a nervous panic. Oh he's out with his girlfriend at the movies and won't be back until about 10.30 my mother informed me, making me relax somewhat. In fact he didn't go to your fathers today as he'd planned to take his girlfriend out about a week ago. I have to tell you though son that you don't look any thing like a boy at the moment. Wendy's brothers won't be back until about 9 o'clock so I've got just a couple of hours to enjoy being with my lovely daughter and Wendy's agreed to hold a fashion parade with you as the model, isn't that right Wend my mother asked her to which Wendy replied that we need to show you how your daughter looks in some of her outfits Mrs. Smith, so the sooner we get started the better it will be for one and all. "Oh goody" my mother gushed. "I really do enjoy a fashion parade, don't you Ann?" as Wendy took my hand and led me outside to her bedroom. Once inside the bedroom, Wendy hugged me tight and told me no to worry about anything anymore. I'm sorry I couldn't tell you all about it, but I had to follow your mother's instructions or else the weekend couldn't have taken place. Right, now let's get the show underway, Wendy said as she ordered me to STRIP. Over the next 2 hours I modeled Wendy's old school uniform along with a number of old outfits she'd grown out of but which fitted me perfectly or near enough. When I came out in a LBD with 4 inch heels, my mother almost freaked out before looking more closely and offering hints to improve the outfit. Where necessary, criticisms or tips were offered on most of the outfits that I wore and mum was enjoying herself so very, very much, but no where near as much as I was. The fashion parade ended and Wendy told my mother that she'd get me cleaned up to go home, but my mother actually followed us into Wendy's bedroom and for about 15 minutes experiment on my face with some of her own make up, making me look sweet and cute and then making me look sexy and sultry. You know Wend, do you remember when you were a little girl how I use to brush your hair for you. Well at last I have my wish and so now I get to brush my own lovely daughters hair out, as she undid the braid which was pinned back to on top of my head and watched it fall down my back before she started to run the brush through it to straighten it all out. About 30 minutes later, and after a number of agonizing moans, my hair was fluffed out straight and was extremely shiny. Mum told me she wished she could put it in ribbons, but as I had school tomorrow, the fluffed out look would be washed out in the morning, much to her regret. She then left us to it, and about 5 minutes later I walked back into the lounge room in my normal boys clothes and I saw the look of crest fallen disappointment on my mothers face, and I just burst into tears hugging her and telling her how sad I was that her daughter had had to go away, because it was then that I realized that my mother really liked the idea of having a daughter and she lost the one she'd fallen in love with tonight. We were all seated in the lounge room again, when my mother asked me with a serious look on my face, did I prefer being a boy or being a girl, which honestly answered her that after this weekend I preferred being a girl. Well Stephanie (I do like that name so much you know dear) my mother informed me, I've got an appointment set with a doctor in this filed for us on Friday afternoon. If her agrees, I'd have to lose you for a year or so and send you to your aunty Poss in Henty to live with her and her 4 daughters, who could train you far better than I could as she works on the farm and her daughters are well age spaced, including Bernadette who's the same age as you are. You'd enroll as a girl at my old high school and because no one would know who you are, you'd get a fresh start. It would only be for 2 years maximum, but then you could come back and live with us. I'll sort your father and brother out quick smart, however until I can arrange it, you'll have to keep a low profile and not get caught out. How does that suit you Stephanie ???????? What did you think my answer was............ You mean you couldn't guess? Hugs and kisses o x Stephanie.