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A Dream Comes True. Ch 15. By Julian Irwin. It was about 3:45 when I heard the sound of a car coming up the driveway. It could only be one person, well two to be exact. I rushed downstairs ready to open the door soon as the dinky bell chimed. So excited about it all, I even forgot to leave Chrissy sitting on the bed with Shelly. Oh never mind I put her on the side table in the hallway, as Mummy had done once when I arrived. I noticed Mummy now standing behind me as I waited graciously. "I think some little girl can't wait to let her visitors in, give me a look at you first," she said. Turning to face her with a big smile, I'm sure she just had to fiddle with the dress for no real reason, but I loved her doing so, it's such a girly thing to do. I believe. The bell had no sooner finished chiming and I had the door wide open. Stepping free of the door I offered Aunty a deep curtsy before turning slightly towards Annabel to give her a little curtsy also. Nothing was said this time, as they know how I want to curtsy to Annabel. After giving big hugs and kisses all round, Annabel stood with Aunty admiring my beautiful dress. I don't know who was the most excited about my dress, Aunty, Annabel or me. They both said how gorgeous it looked on me while inspecting it and what I wore underneath. God it's so wonderful having others wanting to see everything you're wearing then remarking on there beauty, even to ones petite underwear. Don't think I'll ever get sick of all this pampering. As we were moving to the lounge room, Annabel wanted to know when I got the dress, saying how I look a much younger girl in it. On asking about how old do you think I look in it? I was delighted when she said about twelve maybe thirteen. I just had to kiss her again, thanking her for that answer I was hoping for. "So now you're my young cousin," she said with a delightful smile and we giggle "I've always wanted a younger girl to play with, now I have one," I was informed. Sitting together holding hands with my 'big' cousin, Annabel suddenly announced. "If I knew we were coming here I could have brought your hankies back also. I've got them at school all ready for when you start on Monday. You are really going to love them." I didn't know what to say thinking, hankies are hankies. So just said "Oh thank you Annabel that's very kind, at least I now have something to look forward to come Monday, apart from all those spunky boys." "Yes and I hope you wear this perfume, you smell divine," as she cuddled in closer to me. I noticed as did Annabel, our mothers watching the two of us enjoying our togetherness. While upstairs getting the dolls and teddies dressed nicely for the weekend at home without me. Mummy had been getting a pot of tea ready for when our visitors arrived. I was invited to pour the teas for us all, while I was doing it Annabel left the room returning a few seconds later holding Chrissy. "You don't want to leave your dolls in the hallway like that, they like company also you know," she said sitting back with Chrissy tucked warmly in her arms. Once we all had finished our teas I was asked to take the tray to the kitchen. Of course Annabel wanted to help, but got told to stay sitting, Jessica is quite capable. "But we like helping each other," Annabel tried to make known. "You stay where you are young lady," Aunty insisted. Without another word Annabel remained seated. I gather Aunty can be really strict with Annabel. Thinking back to the first time we met and Annabel promised Aunty we did nothing naughty while upstairs together. Wonder if she'll be like it over the weekend. Just that thought got me a little excited, would she punish me if I needed it? I had just finished putting the dishes into the dishwasher and about to return to the lounge when I heard Annabel squealing like an over enthusiast little girl. I wasn't even halfway back when Annabel was in the hallway to meet me. The look on her face was something to behold, a radiant smile shone brighter than any lighthouse beacon. Her hands were flapping about as only Annabel's seem to do. At least taking hold of one of mine steadied one of hers, while she tried to say. "Jes ....... Jessica gu .......... guess what, you're coming to stay with Mummy and me all weekend, isn't that just super! Oh I'm so excited, we'll be able to dress up together and play with my dolls. I know you'll love wearing some of my beautiful clothes, won't you?" as she wrapped her arms firmly around me. We stood embracing like any jubilant girls would under the circumstance. I just had to give her one deep loving kiss, telling her I'm as excited about it as she is. Seeing how enthused Annabel was after hearing I'm going to stay, made me feel on top of the world about my new feminine life. Nothing so far has made me wish I had never taken this big step in wanting to dress and be this girl I am today. Somehow we did manage to end up back in the lounge where two mothers sat with ear to ear smiles across their faces. "Now Jessica you can see why Annabel was kept in the dark about you going to stay till now," Mummy said. "So you knew all along you were coming to stay for the weekend?" Annabel asked looking sadly at me. "No I didn't know until this morning either, seems we're not allowed to know important things about ourselves until they are upon us," I told her while looking towards our mothers as the secret keepers. "Before you go I better finish dressing Jessica," Mummy said as she went towards the sideboard. Retrieving a blue satin hair ribbon, a single string pearl necklace and one real girl's over the shoulder white purse. Yes the proper finishing touches, with all the excitement earlier I never thought about not having a bow in my hair, or the bareness around my neck. Looking in my purse there was a powder compact, tube of the lipstick I'm wearing plus my hanky. Of course Annabel had to check that all I needed was in there. While Annabel was doing the last minutes check, like seeing my skirt sat properly over the underskirts, the pearls hung neatly from under the collar. All these little things she loves to do in her own very girly manner. Mummy announced, "Oh look what we nearly forgot," as she held one pair of white lace gloves in front of me. I now felt appropriately dressed for a young teenage girl. Once dressed to everyone's satisfaction, one camera was produced to take her now suitably attired daughters photo. I must say I'm beginning to love having my photo taken in all my beautiful clothes. Showing myself of as the real Jessica, while posing in the most feminine way I know how. There were a few taken with Annabel as well with Aunty and Mummy. It's a good thing about these digital cameras; you can click away forever 'well almost' without worrying about running out of film. As we headed out to the car Annabel asked Aunty, "Will you be alright sitting in the front by yourself? Because I think I better sit in the back to keep Jessica company, we'll still be able to talk with you," Causing Mummy and Aunty to have a we laugh over that proposal. "Yes dear I'll be alright by myself as long as you two talk to me, otherwise I might get lonely," Aunty assured Annabel. Once Aunty and Annabel had hugged and the latter kissed Mummy sweetly while thanking her profusely for letting me stay at their place. It was my turn, to think I've only been here two weeks yet I feel sad at leaving, it was like our mother and child bonding was being broken somehow. Just as it was when I left Andrew and Shane at the flat after being there so long, I could only stand there hugging and kissing her reaffirming that I love her very much. While she was trying to put into my head I'm only going for a weekend not a lifetime. As we broke after one final kiss then I got in beside the ever so sweet Annabel, who took great pains in seeing to it that I sat without crushing my skirts. As always a mother has to have that last embarrassing word. "Now be a good girl and do what Aunty tells you, won't you darling?" "Yes I will Mummy, I love you," I knew that's what she wanted to hear, so I made her day. We were no sooner out of the driveway when Annabel had my hand held sweetly in hers, telling me not to get upset about leaving Mummy, I can ring her when we get home. "No I'm not upset about it Annabel, I just sort of felt strange leaving, knowing I won't see her or Denise for a few days that is all," while squeezing on her sweet hand. "You love Aunty very much don't you?" was her next question. "Yes I do, she is a real loving mother. I know I'm the luckiest person in the world to have her." Before getting emotional, I changed the subject by asking her about school. WOW!!! It seems she already has her eyes on a couple of the boys and they've only been there a couple of weeks. But they are not allowed to go into the boys' dorm and visa versa. Even so I'm still looking forward to Monday; well it maybe a few days later, seen as I'll be out of action while getting my new fem voice. I asked Aunty about my new school uniform, seeing Annabel in her lovely school uniform. No not the day dress I was allowed to wear a few weeks ago. This is the more formal "wearing out" uniform, which is a white cotton long sleeve blouse with a red silk scarf tied under the collar. The skirt is below the knee length navy blue in lightweight wool, which I must say looks as good as the normal day dress does. Well it seems I'll get mine on Monday when I arrive at school. So as to cut cost the girls make all the uniforms in sewing class. You also have to look after them, because if you grow out of them or leave school they get exchanged sort of like an opp shop I guess. I'm really beginning to think everybody is going to have my body measurements before long, as the school also has them now. Aunty said there is a little ceremony when new girls start. With saying that, Annabel was warned with dire consequences if she says a word about it. Of course she looked so surprised that her mother would even think such a thing about her. On our arrival, even before getting out of the car Annabel had to make sure I would be sleeping in her room. Well you should have seen the look on Annabel's face when Aunty suggested, it best I sleep in the spare bedroom as she doesn't think it proper for two young girls of our age to sleep together. "But Mummy I sleep in a room with another girl at school." "Not in the same bed though do you?" Aunty asked trying to hold back a smile. "Well no, but I sleep with you most weekends, don't I?" "Yes but I'm not a young girl am I?" With that Aunty could hold back no longer, as she just bust out laughing. "You are such a silly girl darling, you know we only have two beds or did you think Jessica would be sleeping in my bed?" as she looked happily to us through the little rear vision mirror. You could almost see Annabel coming back to earth after that, as she gave a we giggle, which coursed me to follow suit. I just pulled her closer offering her a warm kiss while telling her, "I can see why Mummy thinks you are the most gorgeous girl ever." "Does she think that of me?" she said smiling broadly. "You shouldn't tell her things like that Jessica, some girls get very big headed you know." I could only rest my head on her shoulder while whispering in her ear, "I think the same as Mummy does," I'm sure Aunty never heard, as not a word was said. Trying to take two steps at a time as we head up to Annabel's room, only to be stopped in our tracks, as Aunty informed us that is no way girls wake up steps. So down we had to go again, Annabel apologized for not acting like a proper girl. I thought I better do likewise, as I said "It is my fault, because I'm so excited about being here with Annabel and you Aunty," that seemed to do the trick. "Apology excepted, remember if you want to be a sweet girl Jessica you have to remember to act like one. Now show me how gracefully two lovely girls can ascend the stairs." Our second attempt was done much more gracefully and to Aunty's delight. No sooner had we entered the bedroom, our bags dropped to the floor, as we engaged in a warm embrace with many little kisses over each others face, neck or wherever. We were both so overjoyed to be spending the weekend together. A little knock on the door to inform Annabel to change into the dress hanging on the stand and not to come out before we both had repaired our makeup. Somehow I think Aunty knows what we are doing. We were too engrossed to notice anything other than each other till now. We separated giggling realizing our makeup had become rather worse for wear. "Do you think Aunty looked in on us?" I asked a little concerned in case we shouldn't have been kissing as we were. "No she just knows how much we love being together and this being our first time. What would you think if you were her?" Annabel asked showing a devilish smile. I could only agree. Reluctantly I had to take my lovely lace cloves off before going into my bag. I realized there was more in the way of cosmetics than clothes packed for me. Mind you as I was told Aunty has her plans for dressing me over the weekend. At least I had a few changes of pretty underwear. It took no time for Annabel to make space in one of her drawers for my pretties. Of course stockings had to be kept separate in a small box and wrapped in tissue paper. God this girl is just so neat and tidy, not a thing is out of place or not folded neatly. My extra petticoat and nightly had to hang in the wardrobe beside hers. As for my bib and pinafore I was told to take them downstairs when we go. I showed Annabel my scrapbooks and video I had brought, as she had a quick browse through she got all excited saying, "We must have a good look at them tomorrow," I gather she isn't allowed on any of these web sites or magazines for that matter, where I got most from. After doing a repair job on our makeup, I watched keenly as Annabel stripped down to panties and bra. Taking her white silk petticoat with a couple of rows of gathered netting over it, followed by a beautiful rose coloured silk dress. With much enthusiasm I helped her into it then closed the zipper and top button up the back. The dress falls to just above the knee with short puffed sleeve that gather in and tied with wide magenta satin bows. Around the neck a narrow white lace collar stands, sitting sweetly under another wide satin magenta bow with the streamers hanging a few inches below. Circling the hem and waist, two rows of inch wide deep pink satin ribbon, the fullness of the skirt sat ever so prettily over the petticoat beneath. Standing back to admire my beautiful girlfriend Annabel, I had to tell her she looks simply gorgeous. "Would you like to brush my hair out for me Jessica?" she asked, while sitting at the vanity. "Oh yes, I would love to do that for you," taking her brush and comb in hand, ready to do what I love doing. Once I'd finished I took great delight in asking if I could put her fluffy slippers on her feet for her. As I was about to kneel, Annabel asked if I think she should wear her lace garters even though she hasn't got socks on. Yes I thought it a wonderful idea; at least it gave me more time down at her dainty feet, while putting them on. A final check in the mirror brought a gasp from Annabel. "I forgot to put a bow in my hair." In no time one small miss had been rectified. One final, final check, this time all is perfect as we admired each other saying how pretty we both are. Two very vain girls were about to be off hand in hand down to greet Aunty. But I couldn't before I had one last look at the bed I'll be sleeping in later with my darling Annabel. Sitting happily on there at the moment some cuddly animals, teddies and of course her dressed up dolls Crystal and Nance. I can't wait to be playing with them also over the weekend. Entering the lounge Aunty was sitting reading the paper, which quickly got folded and dropped on the coffee table beside her. "Now aren't you both the prettiest girls ever. Come and sit beside Me," we were told while patting the sofa either side of her. As we sat, I felt so much more relaxed now in cuddling up close and putting my arm around Aunty. Something I could never have done with a woman a couple of months ago. Even the fragrance of her perfume thrilled my nostrils intensely. I just had to offer a kiss to her cheek as I looked up to her to say, "Thank you so much Aunty for inviting me to stay with you and Annabel," For some reason I didn't want to let my head move away from the closeness of Aunty's neck. "It is a real pleasure Jessica to have you. I know this one is also happy to have you stay," as she kissed Annabel on the side of her head. "Did your mother tell you we're going to have lots of dress ups over the weekend?" Aunty asked "Yes and I'm really looking forward to it, I love wearing pretty clothes. I was told you want to put me into some of Annabel's sissy outfits, I can't wait. I felt so envious seeing how Ashley was dressed when I first came with Mummy," looking to my girlfriend the other side of Aunty "Yes me too, we will be two sissies all weekend Jessica. Just like you told me you wanted to be that day we met," came from the other side of Aunty. We sat talking about other things for a while, such as a week at school. What the boys are like, the more I'm hearing the more I can't wait Monday's arrival. I told Aunty about going back to visit my flatmates and how thrilled I was that they accepted me as Jessica. I also told her about going to see the solicitor and how I can't wait for my change in name. I know I've said this before, but I am really feeling so comfortable now acting and talking girly things with others. Long may it continue, I say. "What did you have for lunch Jessica?" Aunty asked. "Just some baked beans on toast and two cups of tea," I told her. "That's good, so you both can have your special food together, are you liking it now dear?" "Yes I am and I don't feel hungry either like I thought I would. Shall I go and get the packet from my bag?" Before Aunty had a chance to say anything, Annabel leaned over to say. "I told you it wouldn't take long till you started to enjoy it. Some of the girls at school say it's hard having it only once a day, as you get so used to it," Well for me having to have it twice a day for at least three months, it might be hard to downsize to only one meal a day. "No Jessica you can have some of Annabel's tonight," Aunty informed me. With that Aunty left to prepare our meal plus her own, leaving us to set the table and get our pinafores on. I told her I brought my bib for mealtimes so got sent off to get it. Arriving back with bib, pinafore and packet of girly food [as I call it] Annabel took great delight in putting me into my bib, which I must say I liked her doing it also. "Will you be taking your bibs to school?" Annabel wanted to know. "No I really just like wearing it at home, because it is the first thing Mummy put on me the first day I visited her place. But I don't mind you seeing me wearing a bib cause we are sort of family aren't we?" I said then offering my pouted lips for a kiss, which was quickly and lovingly given. It was about 9pm when Aunty sent us off to prepare for bed, saying she'd be up in a while. This time couldn't have come quick enough; I've been waiting the best part of twelve hours for this time to arrive. Yes being in bed with the most adorable girl I know. I got the impression Annabel was just as keen, as she took my hand leading me quickly up those stairs. With hopes Aunty isn't watching this time or down we would have to go again. In no time we were helping each other out of our lovely dresses, petticoats till we now stood only in panties stockings and bras. With our hairs tied safely out of the way we went about the task of cleaning each others makeup off. It can be almost as much fun as having makeup put on, well no; nothing can be as exciting as having makeup put on. Seeing the stunning feminine transformation that follows, even just the lovely smell of makeup is something to behold. Using these different creams followed by a lovely smelling moisturising lotion, so much more enjoyable than being a boy. Like clean your teeth, a wash of the face, if you were lucky enough to have another boy going to bed with you, maybe a little spray of cologne. Then the ritual as earlier brushing out each others hair, I can't wait till mine grows longer, I want it at least to shoulder length then I can brush it or better still have it brushed out for me just as I like doing. Have I told you I love playing my fingers through long silken hair? Well I do. Stripped of our bras we massaged each others hormone cream in. It was lovely to caress over Annabel's petite boobs, even her nipples were standing nicely and I gather rather sensitively. Before stripping completely naked we had to pick out a nighty to wear. As I mentioned I had brought mine, well that isn't good enough, I had to pick one of Annabel's. Or should I say she chose one for me. It was a short pretty pale green satin with little sleeves which gathered in and tied off with a sweet little bows. The square neckline was gathered in so the nighty fell to give a full skirt. Around the hem two inches of ruffled green satin gathered helped hold the skirt out sweetly, it was so girlishly pretty. "There is a pair of panties to go with it," Annabel said, "But I don't think we need bother about them," I quicky agreed. As I was now about to pick out a nighty for Annabel to wear, she got in first, by taking my nighty saying, "Seen as we're the same size we have to share these things," So I wore her pretty green satin nighty while Annabel wore my lovely short, but longer silk with chiffon overlay in the same baby blue shade. Around the hem of the chiffon, two rows of ruffled chiffon sat which helps hold the chiffon skirt out nicely. We were just starting to remove the final articles of modesty from each other when Aunty entered. For some reason I just froze, feeling a little embarrassed knowing Aunty saw me touching Annabel down there. I know it sounds strange knowing I'll be in bed with her shortly and everything. Well Aunty soon put me at ease by saying, "Don't be shy Jessica?" I know Annabel wasn't as she continued as though we were still alone. "Oh Jessica, can I undo your lovely bow for you?" as she took hold of my prettied clit. Looking into her sweet eyes I could only nod my head, while almost whispering "Yes." Taking either end of the ribbon Annabel broke the bow then slowly slid the ribbon free of my clitty. As she stood I wrapped my arms around her saying how I love having my clit looking pretty. On hearing that Aunty said, "And it will be looking pretty all weekend Jessica." Dressed ready for bed, we both gave Aunty a lovely kiss and cuddle. At the same time being reminded that we are both still virgins and that's how we are to remain. I tried to reaffirm Aunty that I would never do anything improper to Annabel because I love her to much. "Yes I know Jessica, but you still have that little male brain down there and the same goes for you Annabel," Aunty said with a beaming smiling, then bending over giving us both another lovely kiss while pulling the duvet over two happy little girls. Before turning the main light out, Aunty turned back with a cheeky grin asking, "Would you like your dolls to cuddle?" We both just giggled as the light went out and the door closed, leaving us with just the dim bedside light. Excited as I've been all day knowing I'm going to be bedding with lovely Annabel. Now the time has arrived, I'm more nervous than I ever was going to bed with a strange boy for a one night of sex. Maybe it's because Annabel means so much more to me and I don't want to get it wrong. The pleasure of just lying beside her, together under the same white sheets, the sweet fragrance of her perfumed body, the touch of her soft girly/boy body. Facing each other our lips quickly met for a few soft kisses, our bodies touching, our hands caressing each other. Neither knowing what to say, but our eyes continued to look deep into the others. Annabel then asked, "Are you feeling a little nervous also Jessica?" Thankfully I'm not alone. "To be honest, yes I am. I love you so much and I just don't want to do anything wrong," as I kissed her again. With that she pulled me closer, her hands caressing over my satin covered back. In on time I reciprocated letting mine wander wherever from her waist upwards. After offering another kiss she said, "Apart from Mummy I've only masturbated with a couple of girls at school that I've shared rooms with. We're not allowed to sleep together, so you are really the first 'girly/boy' I've slept with." With my arms still wrapped around her I told her, "Annabel I won't do anything you don't want. You mean so much more to me than just lust," after I said that I didn't know whether I should of used that lust word, well I did. As we cuddled closely it was obvious neither had an erection. "You're soft like I am," Annabel stated while pulling our crotches together. In turn sending my face a deeper shade of red, to think what I've been thinking since I first met my dear sweet Annabel. "At least it proves I don't just want one thing," I said. "I think I better be quiet, I don't know whether I'm saying the right things or not. But I couldn't be happier than I am right now lying here beside you," I told her. "You are saying the right things, I feel exactly the same and I love you also, Jessica my little cousin," with that she gave a sweet little girly giggle, which I loved to hear. "What say we just talk awhile, I would like to know all about you? How long have you wanted to cross dress or be a transvestite? I know you're gay and your parents kicked you out because of it. But I do want to know everything little thing about you," as she hugged me tight. "OK as long as you tell me all about my Ashley and Annabel," A deal was sealed with a long deep loving kiss. Without repeating myself I began the task of telling Annabel all she wanted to know, even answered some embarrassing questions like. "If you've taken boys up your pussy, why did Mummy say you were still a virgin if you have already had it? When did you first go with another boy?" I couldn't really answer the part about still having to be a virgin, other than to tell her what Mummy had said to me. Guess I'll have to wait and find out when she tells me I'm ready. "Yes Mummy told me she'll let me know when I am ready also for that most wonderful moment in my life," I'm sure Annabel was dreaming of that time by the way she said it. By the time I had finished I think I had told Annabel everything about myself, from as far back as I can remember. At least I know I had nothing to be ashamed of or embarrassed about in telling Annabel, even if some homophobic bigots think I should be, I'm not!! After another beautiful warm embrace and kiss, Annabel stroked softly over my hair telling me. "I'm so pleased you're a girl like me Jessica," hearing those words almost brought a tear to my eyes. I didn't want to break our embrace, almost lying on top of her, kissing and caressing lovingly over her nighty sheathed body. The sensual sound of satin caressing over chiffon is so beautiful. "I'm so pleased I'm a girl like you also Annabel," was all I could say. "Now I want to hear all about my most adorable cousin ever," turning on my side to face her, taking her cute feminine hand in mine, ready to be kissed anytime I so desired. Annabel proceeded to tell me all, from not knowing her father because he walked out when his mother wouldn't terminate the pregnancy, he didn't want to have babies. [What a shithouse he must be not wanting babies. My words not Annabel's] Aunty and Ashley then went to live with his grandparents till his granddad got a transfer to Eastbourne for his work. Since then it's just been Ashley and his mum living in this big house which they don't mine, because half of the double garage and one of the rooms is good for Aunty's dressmaking business. Seems Ashley is a little like me, as he never liked outdoor sports much. Said the boys always played to rough, plus he only had a couple of friends at school, which is two more than me. It was once his grandparents left when he was about eleven, that of a weekend morning he'd go into Aunty's room and ask if he could lie in bed with her. For a start it was just for her company, someone loving to cuddle up to. The love of pretty clothes was the farthest from his mind at that age. Then once he got into those early puberty days, going to bed with Aunty took on a whole new meaning. One morning while cuddling into her, Ashley told Aunty how much he loved the pretty nightgowns she wore and wished he could wear such lovely soft things to bed. "Would you like to wear a nightgown like mother?" she asked. Not thinking anything of it, straight away he said, "Oh yes, I would love to, can I wear one of yours?" Aunty let him go and pick out one he'd like from her wardrobe. In no time he had stripped free of his pyjamas and stood modelling a beautiful satin nighty. Albeit far too big for him, but he was in heaven, dressed in a pretty nightgown like his mother. Cuddling back even closer now, he couldn't stop from caressing over both nightgowns, savouring the smooth silky fabric beneath his quivering fingers. The tranquil sound and touch of satin embracing satin, knowing it's his mother sheathed in the other smooth rapturous fabric brought a whole new awakening to Ashley. Even kissing her now, as he had done many, many times before while in bed together. Suddenly it felt different, but he didn't know why. "I just wanted to stay close kissing, feeling mother's wet tongue playing across my lips. Telling her how I loved her so much, she knew I loved her. But for some reason I was experiencing a unique kind of love towards mother," Annabel looked at me, "You do understand, don't you Jessica?" "My God I do, I really do Annabel, don't ever be ashamed of it," I raised her hand to my lips for a warm loving kiss. I must say my now one docile clitty has decided to come to life again. Even though I had no intention of doing anything other than listen to my Annabel. Aunty asked Ashley if he would you like to have his very own pretty nightdresses to wear all the time. "Yes please, I would really love to have my own just like yours," he told her. On the Monday night Ashley hadn't given another thought about what was said in bed yesterday morning, so much fun stuff and a day at school had taken place since. Being sent off as normal to wash, clean his teeth and prepare for bed. As he lifted the pillow to retrieve his pyjamas, in there place sat a note: Look in the wardrobe. His heart raced as it dawned on him what could be awaiting him. Sliding the wardrobe door open to be confronted by two divine satin nightgowns, one a full length pale blue with a V neckline, three quarter length sleeves in a bold lace of matching colour. The other a much shorter ivory with lots of lace at the bodice, the sleeves were very short with fine chiffon over the satin. Ashley just stood trembling in absolute awe, knowing these are for me. Not knowing which one to wear, plus wanting to share his delight with his loving mother. "Mother come quick!" He called to her. Of course Aunty knew what all the enthusiasm was about, as she entered the bedroom to find her darling child standing there naked holding both nighties lovingly in his arms. He wanted to wrap his arms around her, he wanted to kiss her for what she has bought him, only he didn't want to let go his now prize possession. Noticing his unequivocal delight Aunty took Ashley and his pretties in her arms, telling him he is going to look so beautiful. Ashley thought it best to ask mothers advice to which one he should wear first. The full length pale blue was chosen for the first night, Aunty held it over his head while he guided his excited arms into each sleeve opening before letting Ashley's very own satin nightgown slither gently down over his soft smooth body. Standing before the full length mirror admiring the feminized image looking back at him for the first time sent shivers through his slender body. For some unknown reason to him at this stage, he started getting those same feels as he did yesterday while in bed cuddling into his mother. Aunty also notice Ashley deep in thought, so decided it best to get him into bed straight away, in hope he'll drift off quickly to sleep, as it was well past his bedtime and he's got school in the morning. Ashley had a good sleep, seemed so much more comfortable wearing his nighty than he ever did in pyjamas. Waking next morning the reality of an almost teenage boy starting puberty struck home. Putting it bluntly he was petrify, panic stricken, yes he had for the first time to his knowledge anyway a throbbing erection. Not just a little stiffy like it had been on occasions, this time it felt so different. But for some reason it felt so good, looking at it then taking another step by sliding his fingertips along the erect penis. That felt ever so much better, why doesn't it feel like this when I have a piss he thought. Well those thoughts had to be put on hold, as Aunty came to make sure he was up and getting ready for school. Well Ashley being Ashley who has no secrets from his mother, had to reveal what is standing erect under his nighty. After receiving assurance from the woman he trusted more than anyone else, that all is well down below. Then to make his day start even better, Aunty rang school to say Ashley won't be there till after lunch. But why not till tomorrow, Ashley enquired thinking he's only got a few more weeks there anyway. Mother knows best, he was told. Well he still had to get out of his nighty, showered, dressed have breakfast, then that all important 'Talk.' [Some of you may think he should have known those things by then at 12. But I know I never either, mind you living in the sort of family I was in, sexual matters was not a conversation to be had.] For Ashley this morning was a thousand time more interesting than any school work. Yes after lunch Aunty true to her word, had him contented and safely back at school, much to his disappointment. He continued wearing his lovely nighties every night, some nights would even change into one before dinner. By now Aunty had bought him matching dressing gowns to go with them, which delighted him no end. He found himself wanting to spend more and more time sleeping with Aunty. There were many questions to be addressed and what better place to talk them over than lying next to his mother. Even more so was the comfort and security of being beside her. As time went on the new school term had started which meant the starting of High school for Ashley. Somehow he still didn't seem to fit in, even the girls didn't want to know him. But it's early days he thought, the two friends he did have are now at a public school. It was a few weeks after starting high school that he arrived home one afternoon, only to be sent of to have a good wash then go to mother's room. Knowing not to question her, off he went for a good wash, even cleaned his teeth for some reason. Arriving in Aunty's room wearing his vest, shirt undone with tie hanging over his neck, wondering what is going to happen. At least he knew he wouldn't be in trouble or anything. "Ashley, we know how much you love wearing your pretty nighties, don't we? Well I've been thinking I'm sure you'd love to try other adorable pretties, what do you say?" she asked. He didn't know what to say, he had often felt his mothers pretty underwear thinking how soft and delicate they were, wondering if they would feel as lovely as his nighties do on his body. Yes he would love to wear beautiful underwear like his mother, but didn't want to come straight out and say, Yes I'd love to wear pretty things? So to sound a little cool about it all he just said "I don't know, what do you have in mind?" knowing what his mother possible had in mind right from the start. "I know you're going to love these darling," as she took a shallow oblong box from her top drawer placing it on the bed before him. With quivering fingers he gently pulled the ends of the bow apart before removing the silver satin ribbon. Ashley's eyes almost popped out of there sockets, on opening it to reveal all its delicate contents. "Aren't they the most adorable things darling?" watching Ashley who couldn't take his eyes away from the box, the pretty things resting atop soft white tissue, to even look his mother in the eye. Aunty could tell he wanted to touch them as much as he did his lovely nighties. "Go on Ashley lift the dainty panties from the box," slowly his trembling hands took hold of the exquisite fine white satin panties, raising them towards his soft smooth face to savour the delicate beauty against his angelic face. Beforehand, his fingers had to caress them gently, to inspect the fine lace around the leg openings. At long last with a heart beating in overdrive, he was able to say, "They are so beautiful mother, are they for me?" Of course he knew they wouldn't be for anyone else, they were all for Ashley. "Yes they are for you my sweet; look there is also a matching camisole to go with them." Gently placing these divine panties back on the bed in such a way as to view all there beauty, the softness of the pure white satin, the delicate lace along with the pretty baby blue satin bows adorning the front of each leg opening. His anxious hands quickly took this other article of feminine beauty to offer the same homage. Holding the silky camisole sweetly against his vest covered slender chest fondling it so lovingly. He didn't have to be told, as he handed the pretty thing to Aunty to hold, while he quickly renounced his boy vest. This is so much better he thought taking back this fine article of underwear, letting it embrace ever so lovingly over his body. A feeling he started to get from his twitching little penis indicated he has to wear both and soon. Looking to his delighted mother he asked, "Can I put them on now mother?" There was no need for modesty between the two, as Aunty has seen all he has many times. In no time Ashley stood naked displaying one fully erect penis, while Aunty proceeded to raise these adorable panties up over his protruding appendage to sit lovingly at his waist. All he could say while caressing gently over them is, "They are so beautiful mother," To add further to the beauty Aunty soon let the camisole glide feather like down over his sweet slender body. Standing in front of the full length mirror admiring the image before him he was unable to do so without embracing himself. Noticing Aunty standing beside him he turned wrapping his arms around her saying, "Thank you mother it feels so right and lovely wearing these. Can I wear them all the time now?" In a jubilant way he felt even better when he heard Aunty say, "Yes you are my beautiful Sissy Boy aren't you?" with a smile on his face Ashley offered his lips lovingly to his mothers, as a sign of accepting his new feminine roll. For a while now, since wearing his nighties he's felt a little different to other boys. Well maybe earlier as he never liked playing rough boy games, getting dirty and doing those things boys seem to enjoy doing. For the rest of the night till his bedtime Ashley wore his gorgeous panties and camisole under his ivory dressing gown. As the days went by his drawers of exquisite lingerie in many colours and styles flourished. Soon to follow one afternoon once in his pretty panties and camisole, Aunty presented Ashley with a stunning white satin long sleeved blouse. He displayed no resistance to wearing it; as a matter of fact his hands were fastening the buttons before Aunty had finished sitting it over his slender shoulders. The long puffy sleeves gathered at the wrist with a three inch cuff fastened with sweet little mother of pearl buttons matching those of the blouse itself. The collar was a peter pan style which looked so right on him. Instead of a skirt which Ashley thought and was hoping would be next. But no a pair of short cream lightweight synthetic pants were held ready to be stepped into. Once on he realized there was no zip front, just a sailor-boy flap to be buttoned up with two buttons either side. Through the four two inch wide loops an even wider copper colour taffeta sash got threaded, to be tried off at the front left side in a lovely big bow. Under the collar of the blouse a large silk bow of the same colour as that of the sash was tied. The entranced boy sat quietly as knee length white socks donned his feet, followed by black buckle-up shoes. Well this was the start of Ashley's complete sissification. He did admit he loved dressing in all these delightfully pretty clothes that as school finished each day he couldn't wait to get home and have his mother help dress him in his sissy clothes. Just as quickly the weekend that followed Ashley was taken to the next step. That being, having makeup lightly applied his wavy hair which was always over his ears anyway, brushed then gelled in the most girlish of styles. The main problem came of a Monday morning, having to leave all his beautiful clothes, makeup and sissiness behind and go back to those nasty uncomfortable boys clothes. Having to spend the day trying to act like the other boys, while all the time knowing where he'd rather be. Yes home with his mother, who by now he thought it sounded more in keeping with his feminine side to be calling her "Mummy," Apart from going to school the rest of the time he spent with his mother. If not in her sewing room, cuddled up to her watching TV, reading some woman's magazine or it would be into her bed. Ashley loved sleeping with his mother as much as she loved having him beside her. It was on one such night as they lay cuddled up enjoying each others togetherness, that Ashley had his first ejaculation. It came as a bit of a surprise after many dry orgasms, finally he offered up his albeit small offering of juice. He was so delighted when Aunty took some of his sperm off his tummy to place the finger between his receptive lips. Being the first time at tasting such stuff he didn't really know what to make of the slightly warm salty taste. But thought it mustn't be that nasty when his mother got down licking the remains from his sweet body, before engulfing his almost deflated penis. "That tastes beautiful sweetheart, Mummy loves her little Ashley's peeny doesn't she?" He could tell she loved licking the remains from his tummy, then sucking the last drops from a deflated peeny. He knew how much better it felt this time as the stuff came out for the first time. But had to get confirmation that this new awareness is the start of much greater pleasure to come, he got the assurance via the closeness of their cuddles and loving kisses. In no time he'd drifted off into a satisfying sleep next to his beloved mother. It was one Sunday a couple of weeks after his thirteenth birthday, Aunty gave him a lovely bath, shampooed his hair all with sweet fragrant soaps. After which Ashley smelt simply divine, his hair brushed out and blow dried lightly sprayed with his favourite hair spray. Instead of suspender and stockings that he loved wearing. Today something different, but felt just as lovely, yes his first pair of pantyhose. Once Aunty had work the pantyhose slowly up his legs, showing him how to work both legs at the same time right up to sit comfortable at his waist. Ashley wanted to make sure his little peeny sat facing skywards, but what a mistake that was. No, he was told his little peeny isn't going to sit like that, Aunty's hand went in pushing Ashley's peeny down to be tucked safely between his legs and out of view. Not only that but to have the pantyhose pulled up tight under his crotch. This felt much worse than wearing his gaff for the first time. Looking in the mirror before putting his panties on, he couldn't help thinking his front now impersonated that of a girls with no little protrusions showing. Smiling to Aunty he told her, "I don't look like a boy down there now, do I?" Not really knowing whether that pleased him or not, but did earn him a warm embrace and a lovely kiss. The tight fit of the pantyhose will help keep your peeny out of harms way he was assured. Once in his beautiful satin panties and camisole, a little eye shadow then mascara adorned his eyes. An equally stunning pale green chiffon blouse was manoeuvred over his styled hair to be fasted with two small buttons at the back. Next a pair of emerald green pants in a fine synthetic fabric, again a sailor boy front to be buttoned by four gold coloured buttons. The same copper taffeta sash threaded the four loops to be tied into a big bow at the back. Over his stocking covered legs he wore a pair of short white cotton socks with a sweet gold satin bow sitting sweetly to the front of each. It came as a big shock to him, instead of his lovely fluffy slippers, a pair of two inch high heeled black shoes were there waiting to be stepped into. After enquiring why he had to wear his shoes, Aunty informed him they were going visiting a friend of hers. Poor Ashley almost fainted in shock on hearing that, he's never been out dressed in his lovely sissy clothes before, now to even be going visiting. Try as he did to protest this coming event, which was all to no avail. Knowing how he loves wearing his pretty clothes, but to go visiting dressed as complete sissy is something else. He could sense all the embarrassment and humiliation that would go with it, even now. Again he tried telling his mother he can't go out dressed as he is. Only to be told, "Yes you can and you are, my friend knows what you'll be wearing and her daughter is looking forward to meeting you also. You'll have nothing to be afraid of darling, you know Mummy loves you to much and would never do anything to embarrass you, don't you?" "Yes I know that, but do I know them and how old is her daughter?" "She's just a few years older and is very broad-minded, so there is nothing believe me to worry about. Now before I finish dressing you what say you help me dress?" she asked one shell shocked Ashley, who felt more like being sick than helping his mother dress right now. With Aunty made up and dressed in a stunning outfit of a silver satin blouse, in which the collar rolled and hung to be tied in a big bow. Her skirt was a fitting navy pinstripe which helped show of her fine legs as she sat. Now the finishing touches to Ashley's makeup. That meant a little blush to his cheeks, followed by "Plum Baby" lipstick and gloss. Under the collar of his blouse two narrow gold satin ribbons were tied into sweet little bows, while letting the ends hang a good four inches below. It was a very quiet trip for Ashley those butterflies wouldn't leave him alone. In no time they arrived outside this rather large house, fortunately they were able to drive in. As Aunty knocked at the door Ashley was still hoping nobody would be at home, but to his sadness they were. On entering Ashley was introduced to them all, first was Aunty Jean, her daughter Rachelle and her friend Stephanie. Oh my god, I bet she's just come to dork at this sissy that is visiting, Ashley thought. But no they were both quite pretty and very friendly, saying how they loved my outfit and my hairdo. I noticed Mummy seemed happy also that I let them look me over without getting embarrassed, seen as no one else has seen me dressed up before. After having a cup of tea and we chat, well mainly the others did, Ashley sat quietly taking them all in like. Aunty Jean then asked the girls to take me to Rachelle's room why she and Mummy talk for a while. Oh how I would have liked to stay where we were, what will these two do to me when they get me alone, I feared. Entering the bedroom I noticed it to be a bit like mine, very girly, she must be a fan of the most adorable Justin Bieber and John and Edward as there were lots of photos of them pinned on the walls. Seems she doesn't have to keep her room neat and tidy like I do, maybe that is a real girl thing I guess. Sitting on her bed I couldn't help noticing a lovely doll and other cuddly animals. I couldn't take my eyes off the doll, so asked if it would be alright for me to hold it. Yes it was, gee it felt so right to have a doll in my arms to cuddle. Stephanie asked if I liked playing with dolls, they both seemed surprised when I shyly said this is the first time I've ever held a doll. I had to tell Annabel at this point how I felt exactly the same that first day at Mummy's place. Cuddling a doll gave me the most wonderful awareness to what I really am. Now came my second big shock of the day, when Rachelle said, "We have a lot in common you know Ashley, Stephanie and I are both Cross Dresses or Girly/Boys as some call us," they both offered me a beaming smile as she said it. I just looked one to the other; all I could say was, "Really!!" With that Stephanie raised her skirt and I must say very pretty petticoat, pulling her panties in showing the distinctive outline of her penis. Rachelle proceeded to follow suit to show me hers. "Do you wear dresses also Ashley?" Rachelle asked. I just shook my head not really knowing what to say about anything. My nervousness and shyness was well noticed, as they both hugged me with a little kiss before sitting me on the bed between them. They told me about themselves how long they have been cross dressing; we talked about makeup, dressing up, hairdos and so on. Rachelle happily showed me all her clothes, but being a few years older her clothes were far too big for me to even try on. I asked about John and Edward and Justin Bieber's photos on the walls, oh do you love them also. Aren't they so Yummy. I didn't get a chance to say I do, with that she showed me more photos of them. [Yes I love Justin Bieber plus John and Edward Oh how I would love to be 'with' any one of them. Author] in no time I was feeling so relaxed, even displaying my sissiness to the full. The next shock came when Rachelle said her father and brother had gone to watch some cricket game so I wouldn't be troubled by having them around. Seems this visit has been well planned. Asked how old her brother was, seems he's going on 15. Rachelle has just turned 17 a few weeks ago; Stephanie is a couple of months older. So everyone in the family seem quite relaxed about Rachelle's cross dressing which she's been doing for over a year now, Stephanie even longer. Ashley was now feeling quite comfortable being with them, happy to look at and allowed to handle all her clothes, just wishing he could wear some. In no time the afternoon visit had come to an end, in turn leaving Ashley with many things to think over. They promised to keep in contact, at the door Ashley was more than happy to kiss and hug them all goodbye, knowing he wasn't embarrassed one bit and is just as girly as they are. The trip home was almost as quiet as before, Ashley sat thinking everything over. Seems Aunty thought it best to just leave him with his thoughts, knowing what a big shock and surprise it all must have been for the poor dear. No sooner were they settled at home again and at last able to change into his fluffy slippers and don his pinafore. Sitting on Aunty's knee as he loves to do, Ashley asked if he could have a lovely doll to play with like Rachelle has. He'd love to have a doll he could dress up in pretty dresses and to cuddle in the way he did with Rachelle's. The pleading look he gave she knew she couldn't refuse, which she wouldn't anyway. With great delighted he hugged his Mummy even tighter, thanking her with kisses. "What else did they have that you liked sweetheart?" he got asked. Not quite knowing how to say the way he is feeling or what was on his mind. So he kissed her passionately, which is nothing new between them. Then proceeded to say, "Everything really," then taking a deep breath before he continued, "Will I be wearing dresses like the girls do?" again looking and hoping a positive response. "Why do you ask that, would you like to wear dresses darling?" Aunty asked him. "Yes I would love to, then I can be like your little girl can't I?" he said in a shy soft voice. Words weren't necessary, as Aunty wrapped her arms around him kissing him sweetly, before saying. "Yes you are my sweet little sissy girl already darling. Give Mummy a kiss and tell me what you are?" After another loving kiss, he proceeded to tell her he's her happy little Sissy Girl. The worse part of this and many other weekends had approached, yes nearly bedtime so that meant stripping all his feminine traits away. Removing any sign of nail polish, eye makeup, even a shower using normal soap, knowing there is school in the morning. At least there is one thing he doesn't have to discard till morning, that being his nighty. In bed with Aunty he felt so much happier as they talked about what lay ahead of him. He knew in a way, because of the names they call him already, but he doesn't care. Loving his Mummy as he does is the only thing he cares about and it is nobody else's business what he is anyway. As the night drew on they made beautiful intimate love, somehow Ashley felt it to be even closer and more passionate than the many times previous. On his arrival home from school on the Monday he couldn't have been happier. Sitting looking so beautiful on his bed, one gorgeous doll waiting to be picked up and cuddled the way all dolls love to be. Pushing off his shoes before lying himself on the bed with doll in his arms kissing her telling her how happy its made him to have his very own doll. After a few minutes Aunty entered the room noticing how delighted one doll has made her Ashley. For the rest of the day and night he wouldn't let his doll now named Crystal out of his sight. As the week progressed, so did Ashley's passage into girls' clothes. The first and most loving thing between mother and adolescent daughter is by the way of mother putting her daughter into her first training bra. It was the same with Aunty and Ashley, after which they embraced each other so dearly. A precious moment they both cherished and will remember forever. He found it hard to take his hands away from caressing over this most feminine article of female undergarments, knowing what its significant meant. Lying tantalizingly over his bed, this time not just a camisole, but a full above the knee length ethereal white satin petticoat, holding it ever so delicately in the palms of his trembling hands, slowly drawing it towards his aroused body. Caressing it firstly over his bra enclosed breast before raising it towards his smooth angelic face, his lips kissing softly over it as he savoured the delicate fabric against his fine skin. Once in his lingerie and makeup, he stood enjoying having his mother firstly put one of his cream silk blouses on him followed by a stunning ruby taffeta full skirt. Even before putting shoes on he had to stand admiring his new girl image twilling this way and that watching as the skirt swung out freely. So this was his first step into being the sissy girl he is today. By weeks end Aunty had made his first girls dress, it was a stunning above the knee length magenta silk dress with a full skirt that fell from just above the waist, around the centre and hem a 40m/m wide white organza ribbon with a sweet floral pattern through it. The bodice had a couple of inches of white and lavender smocking across the breast. The short puff sleeves had fine white chiffon overlaying the silk but leaving the cuffs in plan magenta. With the dress buttoning up the back, meant the white satin collar was in two halves under which a wide white silk bow sat proudly. To show the dress of to its fullest a double layer stiffened magenta half slip sat over a matching silk. Fortunately Annabel hasn't grown much so is still able to wear it. It was the beginning of the next school term that he started his schooling at this special girls' school. Where he is so fortunate to be, seems Aunty Jean knew my Mummy who is on the school board and it seems is a shareholder. [Guess that explains a few things about me going there] That is also how our mothers became friends. So once Ashley saw the Doctor and got a letter of introduction, this is where he is today. It wasn't till he turned fifteen that the Doctor started him on this special girly diet. He's also been taking pills to give him his monthly menstrual cycle, by the sounds of it; it's something he really looks forward too. "I think you know all about Ashley come Annabel now Jessica," she said turning to face me. In no time we were wrapped happily in each others arms. I don't think we spoke a word for quite a while, our togetherness, caressing, kissing, our warm moist tongues invading deep into each others inviting mouth. "I love being with you like this so much Annabel?" I whispered softly to her. "I love being with you like this also Jessica?" she said before put her mouth over one of my nighty covered sensitive nipples, nibbling teasingly upon it, in doing so coursing a soft moan to part my lips. Both just so enraptured at being together, two feminized sissy girly boys or whatever other names the outside world wants to call us. The act of any sexual nature didn't and wasn't about to happen, even though we both had developed erect clitties. The pleasure of just lying together feeling the warmth of the others body, savouring the delicate aromas of each others perfume hearing the soft breathing. I could almost feel the pulsating of sweet Annabel's heart as we cuddled close; I know mine was beating just as strongly. We were both happy to just be lying cuddled together as one. We both seemed to drift off to sleep embraced in each others arms. Lord knows what the time was, until morning time had arrived and two sleeping beauties were unceremoniously woken by Aunty entered the room. Turning back our duvet to let the cool morning air do its thing, before parting the velvet drapes, letting in the early morning sun shine in upon us. "So this is what two little cream puffs look like after a night together?" as she stood smiling above us. Both still being half asleep not knowing who would speak first, we just looked at each other. "Good morning Aunty, hope you had a good nights sleep also. I know we did and we didn't do anything else but talk for who knows how long," I let be known. "Not even a little playing?" Aunty asked looking Annabel's way, knowing she would never lie. "Good morning Mummy, that's right we just lay here talking, finding out everything about each other. We didn't even touch down below; see the towel is still unused," Annabel proudly said. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Please let me know what you think of this Chapter, as it's taken many cuts and rewrites trying to make it sound OK. from where I start talking of Ashley's life. That I got to the point of not really knowing whether it's reading alright or not. Your views are very much appreciated and welcome. Love Julian Irwin.