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Moving To A New Place (AR, AP, TG, MC) It was a crisp fall day. The leaves had just started turning pretty colors although they were still mostly green. The temperatures had started to drop. Most people at the mall were wearing sweaters, sweatshirts or jackets with light linings. People were walking from their cars to the mall's doors enjoying the weather. The coolness was very refreshing after the long hot summer that had ended a few weeks ago. Among these people were Lydia and her son Timmy. Timmy didn't want to be there. As most ten-year-olds he would prefer to be home playing with his video games or with his friends. But he was too young to be left alone and so he had to come when his mom told him too. Since he is almost as tall as his mom, he sort of thinks of himself as an adult in a 'childish' way, equating height with age. He is a good looking boy with much of the pretty features of his mom and very few of the features of his dad which he hadn't seen in some time. Behind his glasses he has pretty eyes like his mother although they are relatively far apart. His nose is small and shaped like his mom but when puberty hits in a few years that'll probably change. His mouth is bow-like like his mom's too. He doesn't have the high cheekbones that his mom has but he also doesn't have the more angular face that men have. Even though he has a pretty face, it's his short, velvety soft haircut that pronounces he is a boy. The main body of his hair is so short that it stands up by itself. The hair is cut so short on the sides so his ears clearly stand out. It is the haircut along with his boyish clothes that screams that he is definitely a boy and not a girl. He wears the standard boy uniform of jeans, sneakers and a crew-neck t-shirt with some sort of animated character on the front and an obnoxious saying underneath. Similar to how Timmy was dressed to scream that he was a boy, Lydia used all her knowledge of makeup and fashion to accentuate her prettiness. Lydia was thin and short. Only one inch taller than her son actually. But she always wore heels to add two to three extra inches. She was thin and didn't have many curves. There was in fact only two or maybe two and a half inches between the smallest part of her waist and the fullest part of he hips. Today, she accentuated the difference with tight shirts and slim-cut jeans. She also always wore a padded bra to augment her slight A-cup breasts. But most important in projecting her age (she was 33 but she wanted people to think she was in her twenties) and gender was the hair style and makeup she wore. She wore contacts instead of glasses to highlight her pretty eyes. Her makeup was perfected over many years to bring out her best features and minimize her flaws. Her hair was long enough to cover her ears and frame her face ending with an inward curl just above her shoulders. Lydia and Timmy got out of the car and started to walk towards the entrance of the mall. They were there to get something that Lydia wanted or needed to get. But what she wanted doesn't matter anymore because while she was walking a thought popped into Lydia's head. The thought replaced what she was thinking about and entered her mind as a fully formed idea. This alien idea entered without her noticing that it wasn't her idea. In fact she now actually remembered thinking about this for quite some time, for years actually. It would never occur to her that the idea wasn't her own nor that it was truly absurd to think this way. The thought was "I am a failure as a woman, I should start over again as a boy." If she thought back on this idea she would find she had been thinking about it ever since Timmy's father left. Timmy's father had left the family to live with another woman and after litigation Lydia had received child support and alimony. She receives enough to live on without having to get a job. Not having to work was one of the big pieces in 'her plan' that made what she was thinking possible. The fact that ten-year-olds no matter what their height or perceived maturity could never impersonate adults could never enter her thoughts. She simply thought, he is about her height now and with makeup could be made to look pretty and so he could be her and she could be him. Somehow she knew he wanted to be an adult and so he would go along. As she walked with her son towards the mall entrance all that was on her mind was not whether it should be done nor could it possibly be done or the morals of doing it. All she was thinking of is how to do it. Her mind was working overtime on her plans of how to swap lives with her ten-year-old son and she saw nothing wrong with thinking this way. "Timmy," Lydia said, "I have something to tell you so lets go to the food court and talk." Lydia couldn't possibly know that at the moment that alien thought entered her mind a complementary thought was entering Timmy's. All children wish they were grown up. Well grown up on their own terms. They see their parents lives as easy. That they could do anything they want. Timmy daydreamed, like all kids, that he wished he could do what he wanted like play all the time and have all the candy he wanted. He didn't think of the responsibilities of being an adult. He just wanted to do what he wanted to do and the only way was to be an adult. He also wanted his mom to know what it's like to be bossed around like a kid. So, in his childish way, he wanted to swap lives with his mother. Of course he didn't want to be a girl or to really act like an adult. It was just a childish fantasy that children have. But in the instant that alien thought entered his Mom's mind, Timmy's childish daydream was transmuted into a serious desire to want to live the life of his mother knowing full well to do so he would have to give up all of his childhood. Timmy's maturity level also grew at that instant and not only wanted but was willing to do whatever it took to become the adult woman that his mother is. Just as with his mother, Timmy would never question the absurdity of his desire. To both Lydia and Timmy this new decision is simply a life choice as reasonable as joining a soccer team or enrolling at the local gym. Lydia ordered a happy meal for Timmy and a salad with a coffee for herself. They sat down at a table and Lydia started to speak. "I have something I want to tell you. I think you are going to like what I have to say. I think you want this too. I think it'll be best for both of us." Lydia rambled on not knowing how to say her great idea. Regardless of the absurdity of this, she knew it meant a lot of changes and this made her hesitate in telling him straight out. Timmy's new maturity level asserted itself and allowed him to say, "Just take a breath and tell me what you mean." This encouragement was just the thing to propel Lydia into telling her son what she thinks she must. "Well, I think," she continued, "that it would be best if we swapped places. I would be the son and you would be the mom." Anyone else would either be incredulous of what he heard or would not know what Lydia meant. But, Timmy knew exactly what she meant, because the thought was put into his mind too. Timmy was about to say something when Lydia cut him off trying to explain exactly what she meant. "I mean, this is hard to say, that I would be a boy. I will go to school everyday and take classes in the fourth grade. After school I would do my homework and my chores. I will play with my friends which will all be ten-year-old boys. My name would be Timmy. I'll wear boy's clothes and sleep in a room designed for a boy. You will be Lydia and will be my mom. You will do the housework, cook the meals and pay the bills. You will dress like a woman and do the things a woman would do. Except for playing with me, you won't play boy's games again. I will teach you how to wear women's clothes and do womanly things." Lydia stopped talking for a while to let the idea sink in. There were thousands of questions in Timmy's mind. But not one about they shouldn't do it. They were mostly how can they do it. "You can't go to school as me, my teachers and my friends know what I look like." "I know I was thinking about that. We would have to move and enroll in a new school where no one knows what either of us looks like. I think it'll take about two months to move and during that time, we will have to make arrangements so that when we move into the new apartment, you will be Lydia and I'll be Timmy. I think in two months we can do it. We are already about the same height and wonders can be done with hair, makeup and clothing. When I was younger I was sometimes mistaken for a boy because I was so thin. I think if I try I can do that again. The proper hair and makeup can make anyone look older if you know how to do it right." "Do you really think we can do it?" "I have been thinking about this for a long time." She hadn't been actually, but she thinks she has. "And I think we can. Let's start with something simple." She then pushed her salad and coffee to Timmy and picked up his burger and fries. She took a small bite and told Timmy to start eating. He then took his plastic fork and stabbed the salad with it and then proceeded to spoon the vegetables into his mouth. After watching how he ate his first mouthful, Lydia corrected him to be more gentile when retrieving his food and to take smaller bites. Timmy picked up this new style of eating quickly. Watching Timmy eat reminded Lydia to take bigger bites and to stuff more food into her mouth. She had watch Timmy eat more closely than Timmy ever watched her and so she adapted her eating style to that of a ten-year-old without being told. Eating like a kid was actually easier than eating like an adult since you didn't have to think about it. Timmy had his first taste of coffee between bites of salad. He didn't like it with little milk and some sweet-and-low. But in the weeks to come he would grow to like coffee since it was the drink he would drink most often from now on, although he would have it with much more milk and some sugar instead of the pink stuff. Everyone minded their business in the food court thus no one noticed how the pair was eating and those that did didn't care anyway. Their first stop was the lingerie department in a department store. Lydia had always been thin so she knew exactly where the padded bra section was. She picked up a padded bra in what she guessed was Timmy's size and she also found a set of falsies to help give him some curves. Then she went over to a section that very vew women know about. This section had padded panties. She had first used one of these years ago when she went to the prom. These panties were very high waisted and rose up to ones ribs. The back had padding that lifts and accentuates the butt and the padding extends around to the hips. She rarely wears such garments. She only wears them for special formal occasions like the prom and weddings when she wants to look great. But she has some curves and Timmy obviously has none so he'll have to wear these garments all the time. She couldn't have Timmy try these clothes on here, so she only took one of each and would have him try them on at home to see if the size was correct. Timmy was silent all through the excursion to the lingerie department, he didn't know exactly what was going on and Lydia couldn't tell him in public anyway. After purchasing the bra and panty, Lydia took Timmy to a drugstore. She handed a prescription to the pharmacist and then went looking around while he filled it. She retrieved an ace bandage and a pair of scissors. She gave the items to the cashier and had her ring them up along with the prescription which hadn't been filled yet. She would pick all the stuff up later. Their final destination at the mall was to buy a wig. Lydia needed a wig that was similar to her own hair. She expected that during the time of transition, both Timmy and herself would have to go out in public as each other and then back again. She would have to cut her hair to impersonate a ten-year-old and so she'd need a wig to return to her old identity and Timmy would need a wig to be her. So whoever had the wig would be the adult woman and the one who didn't was the child. There was more too it than that of course. After a wig was selected and paid for, they stopped at the drugstore to pick out their purchases and drove home. This was the last day that Lydia would be Lydia full time and Timmy would be Timmy. From then on, for at least part of the time every day they would be each other to one extent or another. It was a short drive back to Lydia's and Timmy's apartment. Lydia accompanied Timmy to his room and gave him the padded bra and panty. She told him to put them on. Before leaving his room she took one of his baseball caps. Then she left him to look at herself in the bathroom mirror. Once she got there she used the cap to pull her hair off her face. But even with her hair hidden by the cap she could still see a pretty face looking back at her. Concentrating just on her face, she could see a pretty woman in a baseball cap looking back at her. The first thing she did was to remove her earrings. Then she started spreading cold cream on her face to remove all her makeup. When her face was completely clean of makeup which actually took a while, Timmy finally walked into the bathroom. Timmy was wearing the padded panties and bra. Putting on the panties was easy. He simply pulled them up his legs like a pair of shorts and then kept pulling them up as far as they would go until they reached the bottom of his rib cage. But, never putting on a bra before it took him a while to get it on. He tried to put his hands through the straps and then hook the hook and eye closures in the back. He just couldn't do it. Finally he took it off, secured the fasteners and then pulled it over his head like a t-shirt. When he walked into the bathroom he looked ridiculous. Even though the padding did give him a pseudo-feminine figure his boyhood clearly stood out in the front. Also even though the bra clearly stood out in the front because of the padding, the cups were unmistakably empty. Lydia smiled at the boy's reflection in the mirror. The smile made Lydia's face look pretty and unmistakenly feminine even without makeup. It was then that she got an idea. She changed her expression from a pretty smile to a toothy grin, the type she had seen many times on the posed pictures of kids. The grin wasn't much but it did help. Lydia then turned to Timmy and said "Very pretty." resuming her pretty smile. The first thing she did was to reach down his panties and tuck his penis between his legs. "No more unsightly bulges," she thought to herself. Next she put the falsies she had bought into the empty cups of his bra. Once in, she readjusted the straps to give the bra the proper fit. She then put her hands infront of her eyes to look at her son's body without seeing his face or legs. With a bit of imagination Timmy could pass for a girl. The next step was to put the wig they got on him. With his boyish hair replaced the womanly wig she could see the girl in him come out. She took off his glasses and started to imagine his face fully made up and she thought to herself that this could really work. She didn't want to spend the hours it would take to hit upon the perfect makeup for him so she led him into her bedroom to find some clothes for him to wear. The problem was that her clothes were too big for him. She didn't want him to wear tight clothes anyway, not when all his curves were fake. It would be better to put pretty, mature clothes on him. She thought that overly feminine clothes would balance out his boyish appearance and give him a natural feminine look. They would also make him look older although she knew that it would be the makeup that would really be the determining factor. First she had him step into a pair of regular panties. Normally a woman wouldn't wear regular panties over the padded kind, but she thought that the hint of regular panties under his outer clothes would help the illusion. Then she had him put on a print blouse with buttons in the front and shoulder pads. The buttons highlighted the bra cups and the padded shoulders hinted at feminine shoulders underneath. Then she had him put on a skirt with a wide belt. The skirt was too big for him, but the belt fixed that a bit and it help to highlight the faux curved created by his padded panties. All of her shoes was too big for him and there was no way around that. She would have to buy him shoes (and dresses, skirts, blouses, etc) in his size tomorrow. But with the clothes he was wearing she could imagine him with makeup hiding what was left of the boyishness on his face and she thought this could work. After he was dressed, she led him downstairs and she signed three times on a piece of paper her signature. She sat him down dressed as he was and told him to copy her signature. He was to do it and keep doing it until she told him to stop. She knew he would never get her signature perfect, but she had to teach him to sign it like it was second nature and to learn to sign like a woman not a boy. She watched him do the first one and told him to take his time to learn to do it right. Then he did it more slowly, forming each letter. She corrected him again. She then left him alone to keep trying. Her next step was to make herself look more boyish. Back in her bathroom she looked at her face again and smiled to herself. Catching the pretty smile again she forced herself to make the toothy grin. What she needed was a frank assessment of her face. She determined that the most immediate problems were her shaped eyebrows and her high cheekbones. The eyebrows were the easiest to fix. It would take time for her eyebrows to grow in naturally, but a little eyebrow pencil can give her the boyish look she was looking for. The cheekbones was another story. She had to make them appear lower than they actually were. She tried some foundation to do it, but that wasn't enough. Then it hit on her, Timmy wore glasses, not contacts. She put her fingers in circles around her eyes. This hid her cheekbones to some degree. That might be it, kiddie glasses would de-emphasize her cheekbones and give her whole face a general boyish appearance. But she thought that the determining factor would be her hair cut. She decided just like Timmy needed to dress in older more feminine clothing than she usually wore to give him an adult woman look, she would have to have a haircut so stereo- typically boyish to make her appear as a natural boy. It was there and then she decided she would have to get a standard short boys cut with a part on the left side. It couldn't be in any old boyish style. The style needed to be short, the style needed to leave her ears uncovered and they style needed to be straight with out any look of being made up. Yes that would do it. After reshaping her eyebrows, she left the bathroom and headed for Timmy's room. Before reaching her destination, she decided to check on how Timmy was doing with his 'signature lesson.' She looked at his work, praised him for his efforts but redirected him to make the signatures look more like hers or at least more feminine. Then she was off to Timmy's room. In Timmy's room she took off all her clothes and decided what to put on. She knew that the baggier the clothes the better. She started with a pair of boy's briefs. She could pull the briefs on but they were tight. She had already known in the back of her mind that she would have to buy completely new wardrobes for both her and Timmy. The tightness of the briefs made this feeling abundantly clear. There really wasn't any pants that she could fit into so she found some shorts with a stretchy waist and put them on. She then took the ace bandage she bought from the drugstore and did something for the first time that should would have to do from now on. She wrapped it around her breasts to flatten them. She would have to tell anyone who saw it or asked that she had had some sort of back accident, but there was no choice her breasts needed to be hidden. With her breasts secure she found the biggest shirt that Timmy owned and put it on. It fell slightly past her hips. But an overly large shirt like this was perfect it hid her womanly curves, the few she had anyway. The shorts looked OK, but her legs didn't seem very boyish especially legs that ended in feet with painted toes, she would have to fix that. There was also something else that didn't seem right. Then it hit her and she put a sock into her briefs. She put socks onto her feet. This helped a bit but she knew she would have to go shopping to get clothes in the proper size and style. All in all this was a great start, but there is much to be done. She then went back down to check on Timmy. He had improved. She told him that he could stop now and asked him to get his homework. When Timmy got it out, Lydia surprised him by telling him that she was going to do it for him. She wanted to see what he was learning and how to write like a boy. She told him he could do what he wanted, but he had to continue wearing what he had on. Then she started on his homework. The work was of course very easy, but the point of the assignment for her was research to see what was being taught and to learn how to write like a ten-year- old. She did his homework over and over until it looked like it was done by her son. When she was satisfied she went to make dinner for the two of them. She thought she should start teaching Timmy how to do so, but decided there would be plenty of time for that. She then set the table which was usually one of Timmy's household chores and put the food on the table. She then called Timmy to dinner and he bounded into the diningroom. Seeing this she realized that after dinner she would have to start teaching him how to move and sit like a woman. She supposed she would have to teach herself how to run like a boy. Before eating, Lydia reminded Timmy that while dressed as a woman he must eat like a woman which he did. She on the other hand had to eat like a boy. It took some getting used to but she could do it. After dinner, she started to teach him how to move like a woman. They worked on it a short time but it had been a long day so she decided to quit early. This was only the first day anyway. Lydia told Timmy that from now on, he would always sleep in her room and wear her nightgown to sleep and she would sleep in his pajamas in his room. She then went into her room and laid out a nightgown for Timmy to wear when he was ready for bed. When it was Timmy's bedtime she called Timmy and told him to go to bed. Timmy took off his outer clothes but didn't know whether or not to take off his bra and panties so he left them on. He then put on the nightgown that was laid out for him. Before he got into bed, Lydia looked in on him. She was still wearing his daytime clothes. Lydia gave Timmy a round circular contraption with segments numbered 1 to 31 and a corresponding pill in each segment. She told him to take one pill every night after brushing his teeth. Timmy freed the pill designated for today's date and downed it with some water. She told him to put it away where he wanted and to not forget to take his pill every day. He then got into his Mom's bed and went to sleep. Lydia had had a long day too and went to Timmy's room, put on his pajamas and went to bed. Before falling asleep, Lydia realized that in a couple of months, she would be the one with the early bedtime and she smiled to herself. In the morning Lydia and Timmy both returned to normal. Timmy had to go to school and Lydia had errands to run. Lydia made breakfast although Lydia ate the sugary cereal that Timmy usually had and Timmy had the light breakfast and coffee that Lydia usually had. Timmy didn't have to be reminded to take small slow bites and Lydia was starting to enjoy wolfing down her food as fast as she could. Once Timmy left for school, Lydia drove down to the mall to buy the beginnings of the new wardrobes each would need in the proper sizes. She started with the clothes she needed for herself since that was easier to choose. Firstly she picked up the very basic stuff like boys briefs and socks and a pair of sneakers in her size. She bought several pairs of jeans and pants but a baggy style. She then added several pairs of long t-shirts in primary colors containing obnoxious quotations appropriate for a boy of nine or ten. Picking out her clothes took no time. Then she went in search of Timmy's new wardrobe. There was no easy selection this time. All clothing choices had to be thought out. For Timmy, three criteria must be considered when choosing an article of clothing. The clothes had to be distinctly mature, feminine and pretty. She started with the easiest part which was picking up more padded panties. He couldn't wear the same pair day after day, but the styles must all be the same so his figure would be consistent from day to day. After the panties, she had to select matching bra/panty sets. These panties were to be worn over the padded panties and they must have a matching bra. Once again the bra had to be fashionable and age appropriate. No more bras for 20 somethings, these bras had to be for a mature person. Next she had to buy several pairs of opaque pantyhose and tights. Since Timmy's legs weren't womanly always wearing hose or tights would give more of an illusion of womanly legs. Next was the hardest part of all the everyday-wear. She wanted nothing youthful. Everything had to be designed for a woman in her thirties or even her forties. The clothes must work together to make several matching outfits. The dresses had to be pretty and need to hint at curves when there weren't any. The skirt (and skirts of dresses) had to have belts or bows at the waist suggesting a narrowing of the waist and they should flare out at the hips to suggest a fullness there. The tops and blouses must highlight Timmy's small breasts not bury them. There was a great balancing act to find the proper pieces. Finally several pairs of shoes with at least a three inch heel was selected in Timmy's size. She hoped that they would fit him. But if they didn't with Timmy's new clothes he can come in himself and have shoes fitted for his feet. After several hours, Lydia paid for her purchases and headed home. On the way home, Lydia stopped at an optometrist's office to buy some glasses for herself. She needed them with a boys frame, but she couldn't get them directly. By the time she left, she had glasses on order and Timmy was about to arrive home from school. As Lydia drove home she wondered how many days it would take before both her and Timmy would be outside in each other's clothes. She quickly changed into one of her outfits. When Timmy got home Lydia was wearing the standard boy's outfit. Loose fitting jeans, an oversized t-shirt, sneakers, athletic socks and a baseball cap. Not only was this stuff easy to buy it was easy to put on. The only thing that took time, besides washing off the makeup off her face was putting on the ace bandage to cover her breasts. Timmy would have a harder time getting dressed though. Actually he would have to try on everything Lydia bought for him to make sure they all had the right look and they all looked good together. One by one, Timmy had to put on each bra that was bought. It was the only way to make sure each of the straps where the right length for his stature. Each skirt and blouse was put on one at a time and then in combinations. Lydia was not only testing the suitability of each garment, but she was also teaching Timmy the art of fashion and the proper way to stand and move. Once the final outfit was sampled, Timmy was told to sit in a chair so Lydia could put his first pair of heels onto his feet. It was at this time, that Lydia showed Timmy how to sit cross legged like a lady. Once the shoes were on Lydia had Timmy walk in them to see how they felt. Timmy tried to walk as he was taught the day before but being in heels for the first time it was just too much to remember. Lydia decided he had had enough and sent him upstairs to watch TV. Lydia reminded him that his room was now the master bedroom and so he went to Lydia's former room and turned on the TV. He couldn't lie on his bed dressed as he was so he sat in a chair in the corner instead. In the chair he tried to spend as much time sitting in the proper lady-like fashion as he could. He would sit with his legs crossed and then when one of his legs got tired of that position he would recross his legs with the other leg on top. During this time, Lydia did Timmy's homework. She also rewrote all his notes from class learning to write like a ten-year-old. When she was done, she decided to teach herself to walk and sit like a ten-year-old boy. She thought about how she corrected Timmy and just tried to do the opposite. She wasn't sure she was doing it right so she got out the video camera and started to tape herself and then watch it. The first time she saw herself she had to laugh. She was over exaggerating part of his walk and also letting several unconscious feminine mannerism into her stride. It was really quite funny. After about a half hour of trying she quit. She didn't get it quite right yet, but she was improving. She wanted to relax so she went upstairs to her new room, laid on her new bed and turned on the TV. She realized that for the first time in a while her feet didn't ache. It occurred to her that boy's clothing is certainly more comfortable than women's clothing. She turned on the TV and drifted off to sleep. Timmy awakened Lydia about two hours later. He told her he had fixed dinner and it was on the table. Lydia was impressed by his initiative but dreaded what she would find on the dinner menu envisioning a main course of candy and popcorn. To her surprise dinner was spaghetti with sauce. This was easy to make. To make spaghetti all you did was put the spaghetti in boiling water and wait 10 minutes then you put it on a plate and cover it with spaghetti sauce and you were done. This was a good first meal. They both sat down to dinner. Timmy remembered to take small bites of food and Lydia purposefully slurped her spaghetti which made somewhat of a mess on her face and shirt. Lydia reminded Timmy to sit lady-like with his legs crossed as she showed him before and resisted the urge to do the same. She force herself to sit with her legs wide opened as she had seen so many boys and men do. Looking over at Timmy genteelly sitting quietly eating his dinner she marveled how he was starting to act like a lady and a mother without having to be reminded. "This is going to work out just fine she thought." After dinner, Lydia had Timmy practice his signatures again. It was extremely important that he learn how to sign Lydia's name in a feminine fashion similarly to her own true signature. She on the other hand had to learn how to move like a kid. She went back to videotaping herself. Timmy saw her trying to walk like a boy and thought it was very funny and began to laugh. The laugh reminded Lydia of another thing she had to teach him. Seeing the silly way his mom was trying to walk reminded him to fix his stride too. Soon Timmy had given up his signature practice to help his mom learn how to walk like a kid and to learn to walk like a lady himself. Watching each other on videotape was a fun, bonding experience. Seeing the other try to walk and dissecting what was wrong with each other's gait help both immeasurably. When they were done, Timmy returned to his signature practice yet again and Lydia performed one of Timmy's chores: clearing the table and putting the dirty dishes into the dishwasher. Timmy's bedtime approached and they both went to their respective new bedrooms to get ready for bed. It was much easier for Lydia to get ready. She just pulled her clothes off and put on pajamas. Undressing for Timmy was more complicated now. He wanted to rip off his clothes as he had done before. He really couldn't do that with some of the clothes he was wearing such as the strappy heels he had on. But it also occurred to him that he should do it like an adult and so without being told, he slowly took off his clothes one by one. He made sure that all of his clothing was not turned inside out when he place (not throw) them into the hamper and then he decided all by himself that he didn't need to sleep in his padded underwear although he should wear his regular panties under his girly pajamas. Timmy was maturing rapidly without Lydia having to tell him too. Before going to bed he brushed his teeth and took the second of his new daily pills. The alarm woke Lydia up in the morning. She had to get ready for the day. But before she left her room, Timmy had entered it. This was the first time she could remember that she didn't have to wake up Timmy on a school day. Timmy had simply set his alarm too. He wanted to help Lydia fix breakfast. He was starting to see Lydia's chores as his own or at least they soon would be. They both got dressed and met in the kitchen. They worked together to make breakfast and get ready for the day. Timmy even made his own lunch sandwich. Before Timmy left for the bus, Lydia gave him a tape recorder and told him to turn it on during recess. Lydia had her own tape recorder and she took it when she drove to the hair salon. She turned it on to capture all the conversations going on in the establishment. She knew Timmy had to hear what real women talked about. It was all womanly small talk. They talked about their families and the local gossip shows they watched on TV and the weather. Not everything they talked about was on a stereo-typical female topic. Lydia was in the salon to have her cut short. This was the first step into getting a boyish cut, but first she had to cut her hair short. She told the attendant what she wanted. (She had come up with a cut which could be converted to a similar boy style without too much trouble.) They chatted while the attendant got to work. Sometime during the haircut and styling she realized that this was going to be the last time she'd be here as a customer. She had had a biweekly appointment here for years and this was going to be the last one ever. After this it would be going to the barber every six to eight weeks. When she got home she decided that what she should do is to take a good look around her (Timmy's old) room. She looked through the toys and games and action figures. She knew the names of some of the heros but not all. She then decided it was time to immerse herself in the culture of being a ten-year-old boy. She turned on the TV and started watching the cartoons. She wasn't sure which ones Timmy watched but this was a start. After a while an idea hit her. She used the parental controls to prevent her from watching any channel that wasn't geared towards boys. She then went into her old room and set those controls to show only channels geared for women. This meant that almost all of the channels were blocked on both hers and her son's TV but from now on, she was going to have to start doing things that boys did more and more often and he was going to have to do the things women did. Timmy would only play with his toys when he played with Lydia and Lydia would only be able to look through her fashion magazines when she was explaining fashion and style to Timmy. Lydia then had another idea. She decided from now on there should be nothing of hers in Timmy's room and nothing of Timmy's in her room. The problem was was that they were transitioning with both of them spending time in their natural gender. She decided to put these transitioning clothes into the spare bedroom. It would contain both Lydia's female clothes and Timmy's boy clothes. Since this was temporary. She mused at the thought of wearing pretty dresses and feminine attire as temporary. Most of the clothes could be donated to charity. She spend the rest of the time reorganizing Timmy's and her own rooms. She called a charity to come and pick up the extra stuff. They had retrieved the apparel before Timmy returned home from school. By the time they were done the rest of their old clothing would be donated too. When Timmy entered the apartment he was surprised to see his mother still in her feminine apparel. He had grown to expect after only three days that they would swap as soon as he arrived home from school. Lydia informed him that they had to run some errands. The first stop was the optometrist's office. She quipped to the optometrist that Timmy wanted contacts just like his moms. The optometrist smiled although he didn't get the inside joke. While she was there she confirmed that her own prescription would be in in two days. While they were driving around, Lydia played the tape of recess at Timmy's school. She wanted to hear what they were saying and how they were saying it. She had to learn what boys talked about when adults were not around. She would play for a few seconds or minutes until she heard something she didn't understand. Timmy would then explain that it was about a cartoon they watched or about an action figure or video game or whatever the case may be. There was a lot to remember. Not as much as being an adult but still a lot. Lydia knew that she didn't only have to learn to understand what was going on but she had to learn to enjoy it too. After the optometrist, they went shopping again. A woman can never have too many clothes she told Timmy and she wanted to show him how to select clothes for himself. She told him what to look for and that when he got the hang of it he could pick his own personal style. She reminded him half jokingly after all this was done he wouldn't only be picking out clothes for himself he would also be picking out clothes for her too. After selecting a few things the went off to look at new apartments. Lydia told him that none of the apartments they looked at today they would be living in. In the end he would have to be the one to sign the papers and that was impossible now with him dressed as a boy, but he had better learn what questions he should ask when looking for an apartment. They looked at apartment after apartment. Lydia asked the same questions over and over. After a few days and long before it was time for Timmy to be the one asking the questions he knew them so well he could recite them in his sleep. It was getting late by the time they were done so they ate dinner out. Lydia ate the kids meal and Timmy ate Lydia's chicken salad and ice tea. They sat in a corner booth and kept an eye out so they could eat in peace. They sat side by side so no one noticed that Timmy sat with his legs crossed. Lydia sat mostly in an unladylike fashion with her legs spread wide apart like a boy but she quickly put her legs back together when the waitress appeared. Back at home Lydia did Timmy's homework as usual. Timmy was eager to get into the new outfit he had selected today. Once he was all dressed up he looked for his wig. When he couldn't find it he ask his mom about it. She took it off her head to show her new short hair style underneath. Timmy was shocked. Lydia explained that she needed short hair to impersonate him. Then she sent him upstairs to listen to the tape she made of her time at the salon. She told him to listen close to everything that was said and to think of any questions he had about it. She gave him a walkman to listen to the tape and told him he should also practice walking in heels while listening to the tape. Timmy did as he was told. Lydia knew he wouldn't understand lots of what was going on in the salon. She would have to go over it with him step by step later. But she wanted him to learn how to walk like a woman without thinking about it and this was the first step. By the time she was finished with Timmy's homework, Timmy was only half way through the tape. An immature Timmy would think that the women in the salon were talking about crap. It was all about who is seeing who and how everyone's family is and other silly boring stuff. It didn't seem to matter whether they were talking about real people or what they was on a soap opera. But Timmy was now more mature than his years and took in as much as he could. Timmy was developing a new nighttime routine. First walking in heels practice. Lydia would refine his gait as he improved. She would show him not only how to walk but how to hold his hands and she even added carrying and holding onto a pocketbook. After walking practice there would be signature practice. Lydia knew it was imperative for Timmy to be able to sign Lydia's name in an unmistakenly feminine and adult fashion. Then he would change into his nighttime apparel. He could choose lacy pajamas or a nightgown. He would place his used clothing into the hamper and brush his teeth (the one thing that was done the same regardless of his perceived gender) take his daily pill and get ready for bed. After just three days everything was becoming routine. Timmy woke up and went to his old room to get his school clothes. Lydia explained to him about what she did with their clothing. Timmy agreed that it sort of made sense. She also told him about the new channel selection on their TVs and that from now on they would have to enjoy new past times. After Timmy had left for school, Lydia ran her normal errands. This time none of them included anything that had to do with her transition. She got back early and quickly put on her boy clothes. In these clothes she was much more comfortable than wearing her old clothes, especially the shoes. She actually started to look forward to getting out of her heels and putting on her sneakers. She spent her free time waiting for Timmy to return home from school playing his video games. After catching on to the theme of the game she began enjoying herself. When Timmy arrived home he went straight to his room and got dressed. Lydia entered his room before he had completed his ensemble and watched him finish up. She was proud of him. When he finished she led him into the bathroom. Today was the day that Lydia was going to start to teach Timmy how to put on his makeup. She couldn't teach him everything all at once it is pretty complex. Today she was going to teach him how to put on foundation and how to use blush and powder to give the impression of higher cheekbones. The foundation was used to cover his face. The effect this provided was to make him look older. The strategic placement of blush and pressed powder gave him the appearance of high cheekbones. Later she would show him other areas to put blush, but this simple and very important procedure was a very good start. She showed him how to wash off the makeup and then had him try the procedure himself. She had him do it several times, putting on and taking off him makeup. It wasn't perfect but it was getting better. Once Lydia thought he had tried enough, they went into Lydia's room to play with toys. Timmy showed her which action figure was which and how to play with them. For the next two hours, Lydia and Timmy played on the floor with various toys both of them enjoying themselves. When it was time to make dinner they did it together. Lydia taught Timmy not only how to cook but what to cook. It wasn't just the meat, but also a vegetable and a potato dish. The dinner was put on the table and then they assumed their new roles. Timmy ate everything that was put in front of him. He ate with small bites and he sat with his knees crossed. Lydia picked at her food. Timmy noticed what she was doing and scolded her. Lydia complied. After dinner, Timmy went upstairs to read a fashion magazine and Lydia did her homework. Timmy was reading the magazine willingly. After wearing women's clothes for several days and picking out outfits he had developed an interest in the subject of women's fashions. After finishing her homework Lydia went to her room to play with some of her toys. It was more fun now that she knew who each figure was and what she was supposed to do with them. She got so engrossed in her play that it was Timmy who told her it was bedtime after he had finished his nightly routine which now also includes makeup removal. After a long week it was finally Saturday. Timmy woke up earlier than Lydia. He didn't get dressed preferring to stay in his nightgown but he did decide to practice putting on and taking off his makeup. He knew the look that Lydia was going for and he was getting faster and more accurate in achieving it. The phone rang which awoke Lydia. Timmy answered the phone it was one of his friends who wanted him to come and play. Timmy hadn't been out playing with his friends since this whole thing began. Timmy told the boy on the phone that he would ask his Mom and phone him back. When he told Lydia, she told him he could go. It was strange that Lydia wanted to go and play with Timmy's friends more than Timmy did. Timmy wanted to learn more makeup techniques. Timmy got dressed in his boy clothes and headed out to play with his friend. Lydia reminded him to phone when he got there so she knew he had gotten there safe. Lydia was still in her cowboy pajamas when the phone rang. Timmy had arrived and she told him to have fun. She was a little jealous of what he had planned. So she went to her room and played one of Timmy's video games to relieve her feelings. Her fun was cut short by the phone ringing again. This time it was one of Lydia's friends. They started talking about this and that. Lydia also hadn't seen her friends since this whole thing had began but she had stayed in contact by the occasional phone call. During this phone call, she heard her call waiting beep. She answered the second call, excusing herself from her friend. It was the optometrist's office. Both her glasses and Timmy's contacts were ready to be picked up. She told them she would be right over. A big smile appeared on her face as she told her friend she had to go and hung up. She bounded up the stairs like Timmy used to in excitement and got dressed in her woman's clothing. It was early enough so she could get what she wanted done all in one day. She drove to the optometrist's office and picked up the glasses and contacts. Then she removed her lenses from the frames which were designed for a woman. She needed to get these lenses into boyish frames. She knew (or at least she thought) that the boyish frames would help to make her face look more boyish. It wouldn't do it alone, but it would help hide her eyebrows which had a womanly arc and distract from her high cheekbones. Oddly enough with hair and makeup and the proper attire she would finally be able to project a completely boyish appearance. She took the lenses to a different optometrist and told him she that these lenses was for her sone who broke the original frames and she wanted new frames to put them in. The optometrist told her it would be better if the boy was here to fit the glasses properly. Lydia made up some sort of story why her son couldn't come and that he should fit the glasses to her face now and they would return for a proper fitting at another time. She convinced him and within a half an hour she had glasses with boyish frames that fit her face. She was so excited that she removed her own contacts and drove home wearing her new glasses. At home she threw off all her clothes on the way to her room leaving a trail of clothes through out the house. She was so excited that she didn't realize that she was acting like a boy more naturally now. She then put on her boy clothes and went into Timmy's room. There she used eyebrow pencil to fill in her brows and make them look boyish. She then put on her new glasses and could see the results. It was good but not perfect. She then used a bit of makeup to make her cheekbones look a bit lower than they were. This took some doing because it had to look completely natural as if she wasn't wearing any makeup at all. After a few trials she got it right. There was one last thing to make her look perfect. She needed a haircut. For this she needed Timmy's help. She phoned Timmy at his friend's house and told him to come home. She needed him and she had a big surprise for him. Timmy started home immediately. When he got home and look at his mom he couldn't believe it. He had seen her dressed up, but he could always see his mom. But now with the glasses and makeup and the ball cap she was wearing she did look like a boy. She told him to get dressed that they were going out and she had a big surprise for him. Timmy wondered what would be a bigger surprise than going out in public for the first time dressed as a woman. No one besides his mom had seen him dressed up. Lydia couldn't wait. She told him her plan while he got dressed. What they were going to do was drive to a barber and Timmy, dressed like a woman, would tell the barber to give Lydia a haircut. This was shocking enough but what Timmy didn't realize until Lydia told him was that since Timmy was dressed like the parent, Timmy would have to drive the car. Timmy of course didn't know how to drive but Lydia was going to start to teach him. Never in Timmy's wildest dreams did he think that he would be driving. When Timmy was finished dressing, Lydia put Timmy's new contacts into his eyes and then she went to give him an expert makeup job. Timmy had done the basics of foundation and blush. But now she was going to spend 15 minutes alone working on is eyes. She used many types of makeup. Timmy asked what each one was, but Lydia was in too much of a rush to explain at this time. She told him to just sit there and let her finish the job. When she was done, Timmy was very pretty and passable for a woman. But Lydia didn't stop there, she added jewelry and other accessories to his look. She even painted his nails and put rings on his fingers. The final touch was that she gave him her purse. She had him stand up for her to look at him. He was perfect. She took out her camera phone and took a picture. Before they left, Lydia made Timmy memorize the story they were going to tell the barber. Lydia was going to butcher her hair with some scissors. Timmy was to tell the barber that Lydia had tried to make his own haircut and so now to fix it they wanted it short and straight and with a part in the side like a little boy's. Timmy shouldn't talk much. Once they got there and Timmy told the barber what he wanted he should find a seat, pick up a fashion magazine and sit with his legs crossed. The barber was only three miles away. Timmy drove slowly listening to every word that Lydia had told him. They got out and walked the short distance to the barber's door. Timmy had had so much practice walking all week that he could do it very naturally. Wearing heels was a good reminder to walk femininely. Once they got into the barber, Lydia was shown to a barber's chair and Timmy told him what he wanted. It was then that Lydia realized that they had worked upon every part of Timmy's appearance but they had forgot to do something about his voice. But Timmy's makeup was so good the barber didn't notice or if he did he didn't say anything. Either way, they had brought a picture of what they wanted and the barber set out to work. Timmy did as he was told and found a chair and a suitable magazine and engrossed himself in its pages. Sitting in the barber's chair the barber started asking Lydia questions. She told him what he wanted to know. She said her name was Timmy that she was ten-years-old, what school she went to and which grade she was in, what her favorite subject was and all of the usual silly questions an adult asks a kid. She didn't want to talk, but didn't want to blow her cover so she simply answered all of his questions with the appropriate answer. She didn't want to rock the boat this was in fact also the first time she was in public with a boy's identity. Within ten minutes they were done and when Lydia saw her reflection she was about to give a broad smile. But she remembered and stopped herself and gave a toothy grin instead. With the final element in place she could pass as a boy in front of anyone. Timmy paid the barber. Lydia gave Timmy a look to remind him to give the barber a tip which he did and then they left. Timmy expected them to go straight back home, but Lydia had another idea. Before heading home they got Timmy's ears pierced and bought some very pretty dangling earrings to go in the new holes. This was the final completion of Timmy's outfit. This time when asking for what he wanted at Lydia's suggestion, Timmy talked in a slightly lower register giving his voice less of a boyish quality. This would be another thing they would have to practice when they got home. When they finally got home, they didn't practice anything. They just took lots and lots of pictures of each other in various poses and locations. They took picture of each of them doing many different things. All age and gender appropriate for how they were dressed. The one constant for all the pictures were the broad smile on Timmy's face than the toothy grin on Lydia's face. They had a ball. Lydia suggested that tomorrow they should go to the park. Timmy thought that was a great idea. Lydia wanted to finally play with other kids and Timmy couldn't wait to drive again. After dinner they both retired to their own rooms to do their own things. Lydia played video games and Timmy watched a chick-flick on TV. Sunday morning both Lydia and Timmy got up early. Lydia had planned a big day for them that she told Timmy of the night before. Timmy went to the kitchen to make breakfast for them and Lydia went to the computer to look at the photos she took the day before. She was looking at one picture in particular of herself and Timmy. There she was with her new hair cut and glasses with a silly grin on her face. She was wearing a t- shirt that was too big for her and jeans. White socks and sneakers completed her outfit. She looked every bit the little boy she was trying to portray. Standing next to her and smiling was her son. Wearing three inch heels, he appeared taller than she was. The hair that framed his pretty face had a sophisticated style. His sparkling eyes were framed by pretty brows. The expert application of eye shadow, eye liner, rouge and mascara gave his eyes a deep penetrating look. Lipstick gave his lips a full pouty appearance. The overall appearance of his face gave him the youthful look of a woman in her mid-twenties. His understated, conservative apparel hinted at a woman in here mid-thirties though. He wore a knit top with lace accents. The ruching around his chest highlighted his small but perky breasts to great effect. The top came down over a full a-line skirt. A broad belt highlighted his narrow waist which was contrasted with the fullness of the skirt around his hips and the subtle narrowing as the skirt descending to just above his knee. Nude pantyhose covered his legs down to his feet. On which he wore peep- toed pumps with a three inch heel. He was very, very pretty and Lydia could not be prouder of him. Timmy called Lydia to breakfast. She had her usual cereal and he had some coffee with toast with a little bit of strawberry jam. After they finished eating, they both went up to get changed for the day. Today would be the first time that both of them would wear their 'transvestite' clothing from waking up in the morning to going to sleep at night although neither of them thought of themselves as transvestites. Lydia changed quickly into her daytime apparel of jeans and t-shirts. Timmy knew all too well as all women do that it takes longer for him to get dressed than a typical boy or even a man. After looking at the pictures some more, Lydia entered Timmy's room to help with his makeup and give some more lessons. There was so much to learn in this area that she spoon fed him a little at a time so he wouldn't get overwhelmed even though he wanted to learn it all at once. She also taught him some of the finer points of jewelry and accessories. She taught him how to mix and match his jewelry as well as how to make it all fit into his overall fashion statement. She had even had him wear her wedding and engagement rings. Timmy drove them to a park that was several miles away so they wouldn't run into anyone they knew. At the park, Lydia told Timmy to sit on a bench and read a book once she found a boy to play with. She told him that wearing her wedding ring would keep men away from him. But if a woman wanted to talk he should do so. Lydia expected this to happen since someone had to be watching the boys she was going to play with. Lydia told him, if he started to feel uncomfortable to simply tell the woman he had to go and get her. Both Lydia and Timmy were terrified and excited at the same time. Lydia reminded Timmy to use his 'womanly' voice. Within no time Lydia had found a boy about Timmy's age and they began to play. The mother of the boy was sitting at a bench and so Timmy joined her. The woman began to chat with Timmy. Timmy found that all he could say were sounds of agreement, such as yes, uh huh and OK. She went on and on about this and that. Even though he didn't say much Timmy's confidence grew as he realized that this woman thought of him as a woman like herself and as an equal. Lydia found the boy she was playing with to be rude and aggressive. He tried to dominate the play at every turn. Lydia didn't like and it got worse. Finally, the boy pushed her and she got so incensed that she threw him to the ground. Then she jumped on him to stop him from getting up. Timmy and the boy's mom rushed to the 'boys' and broke up the fight. When it was all over the boy got up smiling and patted affectionately Lydia's back. It seems that standing up for herself had gained the boys respect. Lydia learned that day that playing as boys was all about establishing their place. That you have to fight to be included. Playing nice is for girls and she wasn't going to be a girl. She knew that next time she wouldn't play nicely as girls do, if she wants to be a boy she'd have to play like one. Next time things were going to be different. Hopefully she could make a friend next time without having to pick a fight with him first. Next stop was lunch. Lydia had one of the kiddie meals and Timmy had a sandwich with coffee. Timmy could sit as demurely as he wanted and no one gave it a second look. He even read his romance novel while eating. Lydia played with an action figure. She created all sorts of imaginary adventures and made a mess at the table. She got so into her role that Timmy had to actually scold Lydia in public. He actually took away her action figure and raised his voice and told her to settle down and eat. They both got a big kick out of this exchange when they later discussed it on the way to the real estate office. For the rest of the day, Lydia and Timmy were escorted by a real estate agent throughout the area looking for apartments. The agent drove them around showing them apartment after apartment. Timmy asked all the usual questions and followup questions. After each apartment he would ask Lydia what she thought and Lydia would usually give a childish answer no matter what she really thought. Playing grown-up and child was a great deal of fun for both of them. After the last apartment was shown, Timmy told the agent that he would be in touch and they returned to their car and drove home. When they got home, Timmy's feet were killing him so he took off his heels as soon as he got in the door. He had never done this before. He hadn't been in heels while walking so much before and while at home he was practicing wearing heels and walking correctly. But he had learned his lesson long ago and so practice time was over and he could walk around as he liked. Even without his heels while dressed up he moved like a proper lady. This didn't just include his stride. It included all parts of his body. Everything was in sink, hands, wrists, arms, butt, chest and every other part of him. While dressed up it was as natural as breathing now. Timmy taking the initiative told Lydia to go up and play, he would find a cookbook and make dinner. Lydia agreed, but said she would do what used to be Timmy's usual chores of setting the table, taking out the trash and putting everything in the dishwasher after. Timmy said 'Deal' and they went off to do their respective tasks. Timmy and Lydia had come a long way in a week.