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The Story of Nicky Part 1 Nicky lived with his Mother Sally in a very beautiful country house just outside Oxford. Nicky's Father was killed in a tragic helicopter accident when Nicky was only a few weeks old. He had run a highly successful business and was very wealthy. With his estate and the life insurance Sally was left without a Husband, but with substantial wealth and a beautiful baby Son, Nicky. It took some time for Sally to overcome the grief she suffered from the loss of the man she deeply loved, but vowed to devote her time to bringing up their Son to be a credit to his deceased Father. Now with Nicky approaching 5 years and Sally just turned 30 years of age, the bond between the two of them was absolute. Nicky had never known his Father and therefore did not miss him or, indeed, notice his absence from a family environment. Nicky worshipped his Mother and loved being with her and being part of her life. Sally was a very attractive raven haired beauty and despite the loss of her Husband always determined to maintain her standards. She always dressed very well in smart, fashionable and feminine clothes, her hair was coiffure weekly at a local hairdressing salon and her makeup was always immaculate. She turned heads wherever she went and maintained a large circle of friends. However, she had no romantic interests at all and felt that this would always be the case, believing she could never love another person after her late Husband, that is, apart from Nicky. On this day Sally was wearing a beautiful cream three quarter sleeve silk dress with fitted bodice leading to a wide flared skirt that finished mid calf. Three inch strappy sandals in cream leather, fifteen denier natural coloured tights with gold accessories of bangles, chain belt and drop earrings. Her makeup was immaculate with light grey eye shadow, delicate mascara and natural coloured lipstick. Her well manicured nails were painted a vivid red. Her raven coloured shoulder length hair shone and was perfectly groomed. A sensual perfume completed her image. She made sure that Nicky washed, cleaned his teeth, dressed and sat with him while he had breakfast. She then took him in her Mercedes to play school. "It will be your fifth birthday next week," she said to him. "Is there anything special you would like as a present." "I will need to think about that Mummy, may I tell you later?" he replied. "That is fine. When I pick you up this afternoon, I need to go to the shopping centre for a few things, I hope you don't mind." "Mummy you know I love shopping with you." Sally went with Nicky into the playschool and spoke with the head supervisor, who informed her that Nicky was a well behaved boy, but she found that he was very quiet and did not really mix with the other children, although this did not seem to concern him and certainly never complained. Sally was aware he had few friends but he always told his Mother he was happy and loved being with her and doing things with her. Sally felt this would change when he started at his Primary school in a couple of month's time. At 3.30pm Sally picked up her Son and they drove to the nearby shopping centre and walked into one of the large department stores. As they walked through the children's wear department, Nicky commented on how many pretty clothes they had on display. One particular dress caught his attention. "Oh Mummy that is so pretty." "Yes it is," said Sally. "It would make any little girl happy to wear such a pretty dress." They continued to the ladies wear department. Sally was looking for summer dresses. As she was looking through the various models, Nicky came over and pointed to a dress and said "You would look very pretty in that Mummy." Sally glanced up to where Nicky was pointing and there was the most amazing printed cotton dress, Sally had to try it on. Sure enough it looked exquisite on her and she immediately purchased the garment. Nicky was clearly thrilled that he had led his Mother to this purchase. "I shall need some shoes to go with this lovely dress Nicky. Let us go to the shoe department." Whilst looking through the shoes, Nicky tugged his Mother's arm. "Those shoes would be lovely with your dress Mummy." Sally looked at the shoes in question and could not believe what a perfect match they would be to her new dress. Elegant strappy leather shoes, with a four inch stiletto heel and an ankle strap. "Nicky you have the most exquisite taste" She said in amazement at her young son's selection. Needless to say she bought the shoes and told Nicky he could have something extra special for his birthday as a reward for his help. Nicky was thrilled. As soon as they were home, Nicky pleaded with his Mother to try on her new outfit. "OK, you sit there and Mummy will give you your own fashion presentation of her new outfit." She went to her bedroom and decided to give Nicky a proper presentation; after all she had been a fashion model before she got married. She slipped into her new dress, changed to matching tights before putting on her new shoes. She then put on additional makeup as she would for a professional fashion show, then she put her hair up before calling down the stairs. "Are you sitting comfortably for Nicky's personal fashion show." "Yes Mummy, I cannot wait." Sally came down the stairs and swept into the lounge pacing the whole length of the room as though she was a model on a catwalk, swirling round at the end of the room and repeating another walk, both times passing an excited Nicky on the sofa. He rushed up to her and flung his arms round her legs. "Mummy you look so pretty in that outfit." "I must thank you for finding it for me." "Please keep it on tonight, I love looking at you in such a pretty dress and I love your hair put up like that." Once again Sally was taken aback by his observations. Sally stayed in the new outfit all evening and was rewarded by the obvious enjoyment her young son. Later, when Sally was tucking Nicky in bed he said. "Can I always come shopping with you when you are buying new clothes?" "I will certainly take you as often as I can, because you are so helpful," she said. "I love you Mummy and I love the way you dress so prettily." He hugged her as she kissed him goodnight. Nicky decided he would like a bicycle for his birthday and Sally took him to a cycle shop the day before his birthday to select the bike for himself. She was surprised how fussy he was in his selection, in an almost feminine way. Eventually he selected the model he wanted which was pink in colour and clearly a girls bike. Sally could not persuade him to have some obvious boy's bikes. He was quite adamant in his choice. Feeling it would do no harm and certainly give Nicky pleasure, she purchased the bike. Sally held a birthday party for Nicky with about a dozen youngsters from his playgroup. He was, as always fairly quiet in company of other children and seemed to spend more time with the girls than the boys. After the part, Sally asked him why he spent all his time with the girls. "Oh," he said. "They talk about much nicer things than boys. They talk about pretty things like dresses and how they want their bedrooms to be decorated. Boys only seem to want to talk about football and fighting." Strange thought Sally. Over the summer holidays, Sally always took Nicky with her when shopping for herself and was staggered at his exquisite adult taste. He would co- ordinate outfits; suggest accessories to suits and dresses such as scarves, shoes, jewellery or handbags. He also clearly loved doing it. In fact he told her that shopping with her was easily the most enjoyable thing he did. One day she even took him shopping for new lingerie. He was not in the least embarrassed. In fact he picked out some panties he thought would be nice. He asked her to explain what the different bras were for and clearly understood her explanation. "Mummy do you ever wear stockings?" he asked. "No, not these days, Nicky. Why do you ask?" "Oh. That's a pity Mum, because over there is the prettiest pale pink set of bra, panties and suspender belt with lovely flowers on it." Sally looked and once again amazed that her Son could always find the most beautiful garments. "Would you like me to wear an outfit like that?" she asked. "Mummy you would look sensational." She bought the set. "I will now need to buy some stockings for my new lingerie; we shall have to go to the hosiery department." Once there, again Nicky was picking up different coloured stockings and suggesting which outfit they would co-ordinate with. Sally simply followed his advice. Sally now found that when she dressed in a morning, she always thought whether Nicky would approve and always asked him for an opinion at breakfast. He would always comment - sometimes unfavourably - which caused her to change! If she was going out in the evening, she would invite him to help select her outfit. One morning when she came down to breakfast wearing a fine jersey straight dress in yellow with matching yellow three inch heel court shoes and various accessories, including yellow hoop earrings. As usual she asked for his comments. "Really pretty," he said. "Are you wearing stockings today, Mummy" "Why do you ask that?" "Because I think stockings are more feminine than tights and I love you to be feminine." Wow - another very adult expression, thought Sally. This son of mine is so adult in his thoughts. "They are tights actually, but tomorrow, I will ask you to guess what I am wearing. You will be able to tell by how feminine I behave," she said with a laugh. Not the next day, nor the day after, but on the third day she dressed wearing stockings, being careful to pick a shade she also had in tights. As always she asked Nicky's opinion of her outfit at breakfast. He looked up at her and said "You must be wearing stockings today, because you are more feminine and I love it." "Just a lucky guess," she said. "No," said Nicky. "I knew." Over the next few weeks, Sally continued to play the guessing game with Nicky. She varied her pattern, sometimes wearing stockings every day for a week, sometimes every other day. Sometimes she changed into stockings in the evening before going out. He always knew and he told her he loved her more when she was so feminine. She gave in and began wearing stockings all the time. She bought more suspender belt underwear sets. Needless to say she took her fashion advisor along with her for assistance. Part 2 Nicky soon settled in at primary school and proved to be a very bright pupil. He remained a very shy and reserved with few friends and they were all girls. He always seemed content and was always happy doing things with his Mother, especially clothes shopping for her. He showed little interest in sports, but readily took exercise in the gym and showed an interest in gymnastics. He was very artistic and enjoyed painting and art generally. He kept his own bedroom very tidy and his clothes were always neatly put away. He looked after his clothes very well and always looked neat in his school uniform. For his casual clothes he was very fussy almost to extremes and his shirts, trousers and shoes must always co-ordinate. His selection tended to be bright, light colours. None of the sombre colours of grey and navy other boys wore were for him. Sally had more free time now that Nicky was at school and took up work with a national charity to assist in their marketing and development locally. After discussing with Nicky, she decided to engage a full time Au Pair girl to help around the house and leaving her free to do her charity work without being tied to Nicky's routine. After a couple of false starts she engaged a pretty eighteen year old Croatian girl named Mirna who took immediately to Nicky and he to her. It was not long before she was persuaded by Nicky to go shopping for new clothes and like Sally, Mirna was amazed at Nicky's taste and skills in selection of clothes that suited her. He persuaded her that she was much prettier in dresses and skirts than her more usual jeans and T Shirts and within a year she had given up wearing jeans and was always wearing heels with a skirt or dress. Over the next few years both women found that the clothing advice from this young boy was so good they never shopped without him and he loved it. After five years, Mirna decided she must go to university to create a career. Whilst she had been working as an au pair for Nicky she had also been studying and now had a place at Leeds University. Nicky was sad to see her leave but understood the reasons. For her leaving outfit Mirna wore a lovely charcoal grey suit with a straight skirt finishing just above the knee, she had black suede shoes with a three inch heel, grey stockings (yes Nicky had converted her "to look more feminine"). She finished the outfit with a black striped silk scarf and matching gold jewellery. She promised to visit Sally and Nicky from time to time and told Nicky she would be at a loss without him to advise her on clothing. They both laughed. Sally soon engaged another au pair and as Mirna had been such a success she again engaged an eighteen year old girl from Croatia, her name was Jelena but she was always known as Jelka. She was slim and petite, being about five foot three tall, with dark hair, a round face and radiant smile. Nicky was a bit hesitant with her at first due to his natural shyness, but Jelka worked on him and within a couple of months Nicky accepted her and they started to become very friendly. Nicky was now eleven years old with golden blond hair, like his Father before him and in contrast to Sally's raven hair. He was tall for his age, slim with a slight build and well defined oval face and sparkling bright blue eyes. He was very bright and easily led his class at school. He continued to develop his artistic talents and was producing some really outstanding water colour paintings of landscapes and portraits of imaginary people, nearly always beautifully dressed young women. He remained devoted to his Mother and her to him. Sally spent a lot of time with her charity, but never ignored her Son and devoted most of her spare time in his company. She had a good circle of friends and entertained a lot at home. Although not in attendance Nicky loved the parties, as he could help his Mother select evening outfits and always casually checked out the guests and at breakfast the next day would tell Sally what he thought of each ladies outfit which caused all three of them endless entertainment, mostly due to Nicky's accurate criticism. "You are always so nicely dressed," Jelka said to Sally at breakfast one day. "I wish I had your dress sense, I am hopeless at buying clothes." Sally laughed. "Actually, it is Nicky who selects the majority of my outfits; since he was five he has had a natural gift of putting together very feminine outfits. You should take him shopping." "I shall take you up on that," said Jelka and immediately asked Nicky if he would come shopping with her on Saturday. Needless to say Nicky was delighted. The following Saturday Jelka and Nicky went clothes shopping. Jelka only had a small budget, but it still took Nicky nearly all day to find the clothes he thought best for Jelka. Because of her limited budget, he was determined to get the best range of clothes with the money available. He finally selected one dress, two skirts, several tops that went with the skirts and two pairs of shoes, one with heels that would co-ordinate with all her clothes. Jelka was staggered at Nicky's skills and thrilled with his selection. "We did not get any trousers," said Jelka, whose current wardrobe was all trousers. "No," said Nicky. "You are prettier and more feminine in skirts and dresses and so with your limited budget we cannot include trousers, which should be rarely worn anyway." "I think this will take me time to get used to wearing heels and skirts all the time." "I am sure you will soon come to enjoy showing how pretty you are." It took several months for Jelka, with Nicky's help to build up a wardrobe, but eventually she had a lovely range of clothes and had become really pleased with the way she looked and the attention she got (particularly from the boys). In fact she had a steady boyfriend and spent a lot of time with him on her days off and he told her he was originally attracted to her because of the lovely way she dressed. She was so grateful to Nicky. One weekend, when Sally was away at a charity conference. Nicky tapped on Jelka's bedroom door just after she had finished dressing and came in to chat as she was putting on her makeup. "Jelka," he said, "can I do that for you. I have always wondered if I would be any good at applying makeup. I have watched Mummy often and I would like to try my hand. I have a pretty good idea how to do it and in fact I have found advice on the internet." Jelka laughed. "Come and try - it is not as easy as it looks." Nicky sat in front of her with her back to the mirror and proceeded to apply her makeup. Foundation, bronzer, eyeliner, eyebrow pencil, eye shadow, mascara and lipstick were applied one by one. Nicky stood back from time to time to see how his work was progressing. Finally he pronounced himself satisfied and turned Jelka round to the mirror. The image in front of her took her breath away. She had never looked so beautiful and yet so natural. "Oh Nicky you are a genius. You must have been for makeup lessons to be able to achieve this magnificent work." Nicky smiled. "I am so pleased you like it and I have never had a lesson in my life. I have to tell you Jelka, I really enjoyed doing that. To me it is like doing one of my paintings. If I may I would like to do this regularly for you so that I will get a lot quicker than I was today. Also perhaps we can shop for different makeup from time to time to achieve different looks for you to go with your mood or a special occasion." "I would love you to do that," said Jelka. "I look and feel so beautiful and you know I especially feel more confident. Perhaps you should try makeup to improve your confidence," she said and they both laughed. Just before Sally got home on Sunday evening, Nicky did Jelka's make up with a more evening look which was even better than his previous attempt. Sally walked in and hugged Nicky and immediately noticed Jelka's look. "I see you have been to a beautician, you look absolutely stunning. You must tell me who she is because I will definitely use her." "Actually it is not a woman," said Jelka. "And you know him very well already, his name is Nicky." "I don't believe you Jelka. How could Nicky possibly know how to do make up," said Sally. "I suggest you let him try if you think I am just teasing you." "OK," Sally said to Nicky. "Tuesday evening I am going out to dinner. You come and do my makeup. We will start early so that I can redo it after you have had your little joke." Early on Tuesday evening Sally called Nicky to her bedroom and said, "Let's get your little joke out of the way then." "What are you wearing this evening" Nicky asked and Sally showed him the deep emerald green dress she intended to wear. She had already painted her nails a deep burgundy which Nicky noted. He then went through her makeup on her dressing table before sitting her down with her back to the mirror. He then went to work with an assurance that surprised Sally who was convinced she would look like a clown. For half an hour Nicky worked before he finally pronounced himself satisfied. Sally turned to the mirror and was stunned by her own appearance. It was certainly as good as anything she had seen, including professionals in her modelling days and the look went perfectly with her outfit, even her lipstick co-ordinated with her nails. "My Son is a genius and I love his artistry as much as I love him. For special occasions you now have a new job." She smiled and gave him a big hug. Nicky was thrilled. After shopping one weekend, Nicky and Jelka returned home, Sally was out for the day at a charity function and dinner. As was their routine from shopping, Jelka changed into her new outfit and as a joke she always paraded as though on a catwalk in the lounge as Sally often did for Nicky. Today's purchase was a silver grey straight dress woven with a slight sheen and slubs to accentuate the weave. Jelka wore it with a pair of three inch grey strappy stiletto shoes, which she already possessed. "Well," she said, "what do you think. Do you approve of your selection, because I really think it is lovely?" "Oh it certainly is. Jelka can I ask you something really silly?" "Of course you can ask me anything." "Could I try the dress on?" he asked. "Boys don't wear dresses you know," she replied. "I know that is true," he said. "Although I don't see why not. After all, most girls wear trousers. It is just that I have always wondered what it feels like to have a dress on." "I don't suppose it will do any harm. You can do a catwalk presentation for me" She said laughing "Done deal," he said, "but if I am to do the catwalk, I shall need to borrow those shoes and tights." Jelka changed in her bedroom and handed the ensemble to Nicky in his bedroom and went to wait for him in the lounge. When he appeared Jelka's jaw dropped and she was speechless. It was not so much that he looked really pretty in the dress or the fact that he had brushed his hair into a rather feminine look with a fringe or that he seemed to have no problem walking in heels. But gone was all the shyness, here was a very confident young lady poised and elegant, walking with absolute confidence with completely feminine mannerisms. He paraded up and down "The Catwalk" not once stumbling and looking as if the outfit had been made for him. Eventually Jelka found her voice. "You really can play the part can't you. How does it feel?" She tried to make light of the scene. "I love it," said Nicky. "Dresses are so comfortable. I cannot understand why girls would ever want to wear trousers. I certainly never would. Can I put on some of your makeup to just complete the show?" he asked. "Well we have come this far we may as well go all the way, be my guest." Nicky went to Jelka's bedroom and returned some twenty minutes later and walked in front of Jelka and stood with the most feminine pose as if he was to be photographed for a fashion magazine. The makeup was stunning eye shadow, foundation, mascara, eyebrow pencil, he had even plucked away a few stray hairs, slight hint of pink on his pale cheeks and a lovely muted natural shade of lipstick. "My gosh Nicky, if this was the first time we had met, I would wonder why this stunningly attractive young lady kept her beautiful hair so short!" "Oh Jelka I really love this. I adore wearing the dress, I love high heels, it was fantastic putting on the make and I love the way I look. Can I keep it on until Mum gets home - she will have a fi.t" He laughed. "I think she will be very surprised," said Jelka. "But I think it will be OK if we tell her we were just having a bit of fun." "Oh Jelka, that is so sweet of you." He rushed across and hugged her. Not like a boy, but like a girl, she thought, as she watched this elegant young lady walk across the room and sit down in an armchair before leaning forward and crossing her legs in the most feminine manner. Whilst they were waiting for Sally to come home, Jelka continued to marvel at Nicky's transformation. He naturally made feminine gestures; he sat as you would expect a young lady and most of all he showed absolute confidence in everything he did. Together they plotted how to present him to his Mother and when she arrived in the early evening. Around six in the evening they heard Sally's Mercedes swing up the drive and Nicky rushed upstairs to his bedroom and Jelka sat down in the lounge. Sally came in and dropped her case in the hall before coming through to the lounge. "Hi Jelka, where is Nicky? He is always here to welcome me when I get home." "Oh Sally, we have been out shopping today and he wants to do a presentation on 'The Catwalk' like we do for him," Jelka said with a mischievous grin. "Ok," said Sally with a slightly puzzled feeling. "Let the show begin." Jelka turned on some music and called up to Nicky to join them. Shortly afterwards the door opened and Sally saw this very pretty girl beautifully made up in a lovely dress and high heeled shoes parading in such a feminine manner up and down 'The Catwalk'. She was amazed at how Nicky could look exactly like a teenage girl with no evidence of the boy that he surely is. Like Jelka the most interesting feature was the confidence that he showed compared with his normal shyness. She clapped her hands and congratulated them both on their little game and said "I hope they are not really your clothes Nicky." "Of course not Mummy, this is a new dress we got for Jelka today. I just wanted to see what it felt like to wear a dress and persuaded Jelka to let me try on her dress. It was then we came up with the idea of giving you as surprise. I hope you enjoyed it as much as we did." "You are amazing Nicky, not only do you tell Jelka and I how to dress and then do our makeup, now you show us how to present our outfits" She said laughing although she felt a little uncomfortable at the fact she felt she was talking to her Daughter not her Son. "Mummy, is it OK for me to stay dressed like this for the rest of the day. I really do feel so comfortable in this dress." "I suppose that will not do anybody any harm. Why not?" Sally pronounced. For the rest of the evening Nicky continued to amaze both Jelka and Sally at the ease and confidence that Nicky showed and how natural it was for him to walk, talk, gesture and act like a young lady. After dinner, he even announced that he had to go to Jelka's bedroom to touch up his makeup. This was all done without Nicky showing any embarrassment and with total confidence. In fact Sally found she was somewhat disturbed to find she felt that it was three girls enjoying an evening together. Part 3 Nicky passed his exams for senior school and Sally enrolled him into a private senior school near Oxford. Sally arranged a small birthday party for him just before he went to his new school. As in the past there were only a very select few people that Nicky called his friends and again there were more girls than boys. Sally was always at a loss to buy him a present that he really wanted. So as in previous years she asked him. "Is there anything really special you would like for your birthday?" she asked. "Actually there is," said Nicky, much to Sally's surprise. "I would love to have a dress of my own. You remember when I wore that dress of Jelka's, I really did love how comfortable I was wearing it and I so enjoyed the evening we spent together, it was really one of the nicest days I have ever had. I felt so close to you and this gave me so much pleasure. I don't want to embarrass you or look stupid, so I would only wear it around the house." "That was some speech. Are you trying to tell me you like being a girl?" Sally said with some caution. "Don't be silly Mummy, I am a boy. It is just that I loved wearing a dress." Sally's immediate reaction was to give a categorical 'No'. Then she remembered that day when Nicky had worn Jelka's dress and how it transformed this shy young man into such a confident person, she convinced herself that perhaps his request would help his development. "Yes you can, on the condition that only you, Jelka and I know." "Oh Mummy, that is fantastic. I know this is pushing my luck, but a dress on its own really does not work, what I should have asked for is a complete outfit." "I take your point. A complete outfit it will be. I suppose you insist on doing the selection?" "Who better," Nicky said with a grin. "Mummy I cannot tell you how much I love you. When do we go shopping?" The following weekend Sally and Nicky went shopping. The selection on Nicky's outfit took all day. He pointed out that as this would be his only outfit it must be just right. He finally selected a simple three quarter sleeve black dress with a wide skirt that fell just below the knee. He found a pair of black leather shoes with a three inch stiletto heel and peep toe. He added a bright silk multi striped scarf, a gold chain belt, a simple gold necklace as an alternative to the scarf and a gold bracelet with matching earrings. The trouble was the only earrings Nicky liked were for pierced ears. He persuaded Sally to let him have his ears pierced; pointing out that lots of boys had their ears pierced these days. When this was done Sally thought they had finished. "But Mummy, I need some underwear, I can hardly wear boxer shorts with this dress." "OK, I suppose you are right." She sighed. They spent a lot of time in a lingerie shop. Nicky was completely unabashed as a boy looking through ladies underwear and finally selected two pairs of white frilly panties in different cuts and a suspender belt also in white decorated with pink bows. The suspender belt caused Sally to raise her eyebrows, but Nicky casually pointed out that both she and Jelka now always wore stockings so he could hardly be expected to wear tights. He finally selected some black, white and nude coloured stockings and announced he was finished, much to Sally's relief and they returned home. Nicky insisted his Mother put the purchases away and to only give them to him on the day of his birthday. As soon as the party was over, Nicky asked if he could now put on Sally's present. "Of course, you go and get changed and Jelka and I will wait for you." Some thirty minutes later, when Jelka and Sally were relaxing with a drink in the lounge, the door opened and there was Nicky, but it was not Nicky the boy, but a beautiful young girl. Despite not having any makeup he somehow managed to transform himself into a girl. He had styled his short hair to give a feminine look, his drop gold earrings swung from his ears, the dress looked perfect on his slim body, he had the scarf perfectly tied at his neck, a gold belt at his waist and he wore nude stockings with his black shoes. He walked effortlessly with the heels and every single mannerism was that of a young lady. Once again Sally was amazed at the contrast between her son and this absolutely confident young lady, who were one and the same person. "Well what do you think?" he asked. In chorus they replied how fantastic and elegant he looked. He sat down sweeping his skirt under him on the large sofa and crossed his legs as any elegant lady would as though he had been doing it all his life. "I thank you so much Mother, this is the best present that I have ever had in my life. I have never felt so excited as I do now, I love everything I am wearing. It is difficult to explain how lovely it all is. The soft silky feel of the panties on my bottom, putting on stockings is a wonderful feeling, you see I have shaved my legs so it is so smooth, I love the pull of the suspenders when I walk and heels are so exciting to wear, they pull on your calf muscles, you have to stand up straight and, of course you are taller. Then the dress, I love the way it falls and the hem glides around my legs." With that he got up walked across to Sally and snuggled up against her giving her a kiss on the cheek in a way that only a girl would do. Nicky kept to his word and only wore his dress when no one was about. Sally soon got used to it, feeling she had both a son and a daughter. She was naturally concerned at the development, but also found that the transformation of Nicky's confidence when wearing a dress justified her tolerance. She also felt that he would grow out of this phase and the confidence would wash over onto his alter ego. However, within a couple of months it became obvious that Nicky wanted to develop his new dress code. Every time he went shopping with Sally, he would ask for some little accessory or simple garment to be added to his feminine wardrobe. Sally did her best to resist, but usually gave in when she saw how sad he looked at a rejection and how overwhelmingly happen has with every new purchase. At Christmas the only presents he wanted were female clothes, jewellery and make up. He let his hair grow to shoulder length and whilst he kept it in a ponytail for school or when Sally had visitors, he would let it down if he knew they would be undisturbed and soon learnt how to style it and use hot rollers. His natural artistic skills enabled him to create some really feminine styles and the pleasure it obviously gave him found Sally expressing her admiration for his skills. Eventually much to her surprise Sally found herself actually encouraging Nicky to develop his female side. He was such a wonderful person when so dressed she found herself preferring the company of her "Daughter." He was also stunningly beautiful as a girl, whereas as a boy he continued to be timid and shy. However at school he continued to shine and his artistic skills were exceptional. He painted in oils and watercolours, specialising in landscapes and portraiture. It was noticeable that seemingly all his portraits were of women. Sally also noticed that he had started to sign his paintings 'Nikki', which would be the female spelling of his name. Apart from painting Nicky had taken up sculpture and pottery and was showing talent in both materials. He excelled in his English subjects and showed talent in writing prose and poetry. A university place at Oxford or Cambridge seemed his destiny. Sally occasionally shopped in London and usually stayed overnight with Nicky. Sally was planning one of these weekends with Nicky when she suggested. "Would you like to come as my 'Daughter' this weekend Nicky?" Nicky's face lit up. "Oh, Mummy. That would be wonderful. Are you sure you don't mind?" "You always seem so happy in a dress; I thought I would just spoil you once in a while. But don't consider that I will always be so willing." She said in a firm voice. Saturday arrived and Sally could hear Nicky about very early and knew the reason why. She arrived downstairs and helped Jelka prepare breakfast in the kitchen. It would be toast and cereals, as usual. Shortly afterwards, Nicky arrived dressed in a simple knitted turtle necked straight black dress with a hem some two inches above the knee. He had a gold chain belt and matching gold wrist chain and earrings, his shoes were simple leather court shoes, with three inch stiletto heels, worn with very fine denier natural coloured stockings. His makeup was much understated with a natural lipstick, a hint of blusher at his cheekbones against his pale skin; mascara darkened his lightly coloured eyelashes and a dark pencil had been applied to his very slightly shaped eyebrows. His nail colour matched his lipstick. He looked so natural and yet so beautiful. As always both Sally and Jelka marvelled at both his skills in putting this simple outfit together to such effect as well as the absolute confidence and femininity he portrayed. Both women congratulated him on his stunning but sensible outfit and appearance. After breakfast they drove to Oxford station and caught the train to London. Sally noticed virtually every man that passed them expressed admiring glances at both herself and especially her 'Daughter'. Nicky was not in the least self conscious and appeared to enjoy the attention. Nicky had probably the most enjoyable weekend of his life. He shopped for clothing, shoes, underwear, makeup and jewellery. He found a new sensational perfume. His enthusiasm and excitement for everything he found so impressed Sally that she easily paid for everything Nicky wanted. "Mummy you are so kind and generous, I feel guilty that I am taking advantage of your generosity," he said at one point. "It gives me so much pleasure in seeing your obvious enjoyment, that I consider it money well spent. I think that I am enjoying this as much as you," Sally replied. In the evening Sally took Nicky to a first class restaurant in Soho. He wore a black and red geometric printed dress with a very full skirt that he always seemed to prefer, the hemline falling mid calf, we wore five inch heel matching red shoes with a peep toe his stockings were such fine denier and of a natural shade that it looked as if his lags were bare. His painted toes and nails matched the red of his dress as did his lipstick. He wore more makeup for the evening with more toner blusher and a variety of blue and grey shading to his eye shadow. His jewellery was all gold and blended well with his outfit. He managed to give his hair an ultra feminine look despite its relatively short length. When he walked over to the hotel cocktail bar to meet Sally, she was staggered to see how stunningly attractive Nicky looked and how elegantly and confidently he walked across the room. Sally was immaculately, but conservatively dressed in a LBJ with black patent heels and black stockings. They sat and had a drink and the cocktail bar and Sally could see the admiring glances from every man in the room - Nicky seemed totally oblivious to all the attention he has receiving, just personally revelling in his outfit. Everywhere they went that evening Nicky turned heads and Sally marvelled at how her Son could transform himself into such a beautiful woman. "Thank you for the most fabulous weekend," Nicky said to Sally as they returned to Oxford on Sunday. "I cannot describe how much I have enjoyed myself." "The look on your face told all!" Sally said to him. "I am so pleased to have given you such obvious pleasure. But the rules still apply your appearance as a girl is only know to Jelka you and me." "You know I accept that, whilst I am at school," he replied. Indeed Nicky stuck to the rules and besides Jelka and Sally no one ever suspected that Nicky had 'Another side' to his life. He excelled at school and approaching his A Level exams, his prediction was three straight A's and he was offered places at Oxford, Cambridge and St. Andrews Universities. His first choice was Oxford, which would enable him to continue to live at home. "So tomorrow will be your last day at school," observed Sally to Nicky. "Are you going to celebrate" "Yes, indeed," said Nicky. "But I am not telling you how" he said with a look of mystery. "I'm sorry I won't be here," Sally informed him. "But I must attend the charity conference in Edinburgh. And I won't be back until Saturday afternoon and Jelka is on holiday. Will you be OK fending for yourself?" "Mum, I am eighteen you know. I think I can manage." Nicky finished his last day at school, went home and changed into a pair of jeans and a T Shirt, putting his now long blond hair into a high ponytail and in the late afternoon, he applied light make up and added a pair of earrings before going to his pre-arranged appointment at the hairdressing salon. There he had a perm giving him gentle waves to his now long hair which he had styled to allow it to cascade around his shoulders. Looking back from the mirror was the most attractive girl. He smiled at the success. He then drove to the tip where he dumped the black sacks he had filled earlier with his school clothes and all the other clothes he had worn when with his school chums. Arriving back home, he made himself a light supper before manicuring his finger and toe nails and then applying a bright red nail varnish. He then ran a bath and added some scented oils and luxuriated in the water whilst shaving his arms, legs, armpits and the bush at the top of his thighs. He towelled himself down and applied a body lotion before retiring to bed. The following morning Nicky took a shower and shaved his thin beard very closely, before applying body lotion. He then got out the outfit he intended to wear and started to dress. Firstly a pair of white nylon panties trimmed with pink lace, than a matching suspender belt. He opened a new pair of fully fashioned seamed black stockings with a thin Cuban heel and carefully pulled them up his smooth legs and attached to the suspender clips. He had never worn stockings with seams and spent some time making sure the seams were dead straight. He loved the look it gave to his well shaped legs. He then pulled on a turtle necked ribbed long sleeve skinny jumper before adding a very full bright red skirt, the hem falling just below the knee. He slipped on a pair of patent black four inch heels, the tip of the heel thinner than a pencil. He settled in front of the dressing table and pulled back his hair before applying his makeup. He started with a pale foundation, blusher to highlight the contour of his cheeks. Very light graduated blue eye shadow, thin black eyeliner; he curled his eyelashes before applying black mascara to his long lashes. He plucked a few loose hairs from his eyebrows, before applying a dark pencil. Finally he applied a natural lip gloss and a dust of powder to smooth the overall appearance. He added a pair of long gold earrings, a black patent leather belt and a gold ladies wrist watch. He then brushed through his newly styled hair and arranged the light wavy curls to rest over his shoulders, before applying a rich flowery scented perfume. He stood in front of his Mother's full length mirror and smiled at his achievement. In front of him was the most beautiful looking feminine person he had ever seen. He walked with ease in his heels as he skipped down the stairs and into the kitchen. He loved the feel of everything he was wearing. The swish of the skirt as it caressed his nylon clad legs, the pull of the suspenders as he walked. The feel of the earrings touching his cheeks, his hair wafting around him, the scent of his perfume, everything excited him. Never, ever had he felt so happy and pleased with the decision he had taken. He made himself a cup of coffee, picked up the newspaper and smoothing his skirt under him, he sat down at the dining table to read the paper. He was distracted every time he turned a page to admire his beautiful slim hands with the bright red manicured nails. After reading the newspaper, he picked up his black patent leather shoulder bag, checked that it contained tissues, wallet and lipstick and walked the short distance to the village shops. He relished the way the gentle breeze wafted up his skirt and the click of his heels on the pavement. At the village store he purchased a few nibbles and a bottle of champagne and went to pay for his purchases. The owner of the shop asked, "Are you new in the village?" "No," Nicky said, "I live at the big house over there." "Really," he said. "I thought Sally Deacon only had a Son." Nicky looked him straight in the eye and smiling said, "That's right, she does only have a Son," and then turned and left the bewildered shopkeeper, before he could say another word. Nicky found the whole experience thrilling and could not wait for further encounters of this nature. When he got home he put the champagne in the fridge and prepared the nibbles and put them out on the patio. In the mid afternoon Nicky heard Sally pull her car into the driveway and went out to great her. "Oh, I'm quite surprised to see you dressed like that," she said. "Although I must say you do look very pretty." "Let me help you with your case, Mom, and then let's go onto the patio. I've prepared some nibbles and want a chat with you." Nicky grabbed the case and took it up to Sally's bedroom whilst she freshened up after her car journey. She then went out onto the patio, where Nicky joined her with the chilled champagne and two glasses. Sally could not help but notice the totally feminine poise, gestures, walk and mannerisms that Nicky showed when dressed as this most beautiful girl. He opened the champagne and poured two glasses. "Are we celebrating your finish at school?" Sally queried. "Well, yes and something else," Nicky said. "Yesterday I took all my school clothes, all my trousers and all my boxer shorts and shirts to the charity shop. I have decided that from now on I am only going to wear skirt and dresses. I am so happy when I am dressed as you see me now and so unhappy in my male clothes." "Does this mean you want to change sex?" Sally asked. "No," Nicky replied. "I don't fancy boys and I do fancy girls. I realise that as I am now always going to dress this way, it may limit the appeal I have to girls, but so be it. I cannot continue to stay in hiding about my peculiar dress habits, it is time everyone knew about me. If this means losing some fiends, so be it. Most important to me is that you can accept me the way I am." "You will always be my Son and come what may I will always love you. I am quite surprised you have decided to make this a permanent change. I, frankly, thought you might grow out of it. Clearly I was wrong. It will take some getting used to, but I will. We are holding a dinner party tomorrow night - I think I had better warn the guests what to expect and we will see how things go. What about University does this mean you will turn down a place if you are offered?" "Not at all," said Nicky. "It will certainly surprise them, I just hope they will accept me for what I am." Sally raised her glass. "To your future Nicky or should we now spell it NIKKI?"