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Brianna
By: Malissa Madison
Brian Carson wanted to be liked, as did any teen his age. At seventeen he
was thin short and still sported a nearly hairless body other than his
shoulder length sandy blonde hair. He was a loner at school, not really
fitting in with any group in particular. His long hair kept him out of the
Nerd pack, but the fact he didn't do drugs left him out of the group known
as the Stoners. In fact his only close friends were Brandi and Brenda
Simmons who lived across the street. The Twins were just three weeks older
than himself.
They'd grown up together, and even played dress up when they were younger
but then puberty hit and they began to change. Both girls were Junior
Varsity Cheerleaders, and very popular. He tried to understand his
jealousy, they were his friends he shouldn't be jealous of them. both his
Mother and older sister encouraged him to date, just not those two and he
didn't know why. Maybe it was because he was often mistaken for one of them
at a distance.
Now with School in full swing he had dropped into his depressed mood,
mostly when his Mother was home. She tried everything she could to get him
out into the world like his sister, Carol.
Carol Carson had already graduated College and was working in a good
career. With her own apartment across town. She often called to see how her
brother was doing, she was worried about him, her six years of Psychology
had taught her to see the signs, he was definitely a troubled teen.
And this weekend was likely to be a big one for Brian. He'd been so
depressed all week, and he would be in the house all to himself while their
mother went on the Caribbean Cruise she'd won through work, as she and
their mother had told him. She'd be gone all week, but it was the weekend
that worried Carol.
Brian's mother had sat down with him and they'd had the usual discussion.
"Brian I'm worried about you, you never go out with friends."
"I don't have any Mom. Not even Brenda or Brandi hang out anymore."
"Well I know you're interested in girls. I see you watching them every day.
Are you jealous of them?"
Wow, could Mom see into his soul? "No Mom, not like that. I just wonder
what it would be like," he trailed off and she made the wrong assumption as
usual.
"Well if you'd cut your hair, instead of letting it grow and using that
Herbal shampoo your sister likes, maybe girls would want to date you?"
"I'm ok Mom I don't need to date girls."
"Brian are you.... Ummm, are you interested in boys?" she blushed with
embarrassment.
"I'm not gay, Mother, just give it a rest, please."
"Ok son, I just want to try and help you through whatever it is that's
bothering you. If your father wasn't such a miserable bastard he could be
here to help. But I only know how to help girls." She saw something in his
eyes when she said that. a deep Sadness.
He didn't even know who his father was, sure he and Carol shared the same
last name, but they didn't look that much alike. And her mother had been
divorced from him years before she'd ever came into the picture.
Suddenly Brian stopped, realization that he'd just referred to himself as
'Her' and 'She'. A sudden ache began to boil in the pit of his stomach,
"Mom, I'm fine. Go enjoy your Cruise, we'll talk when you get back, ok?"
That was just it, he'd suddenly began to actually realize what was wrong,
but he couldn't tell her. He really was jealous of Brandi and Brenda, and
every other pretty girl he saw. Not because they were popular, or because
he desired them. but because he wished he could be them. That was why every
time he was alone in the house he crept into his sisters old room and went
through her things, always careful to put things back.
He'd worn her clothes, well everything but her panty's and bras that would
just be too weird. For those he had raided the neighbors clothes line. He'd
watched Brandi and Brenda doing their cheer practice, and now that he was
finally alone he wasted no time in putting on his sisters old uniform.
Sitting in front of the vanity mirror beside the window he started on his
makeup. He'd spent hours in secret, practicing as well as researching
online, techniques and different ways to do things, but never understood
why. Tonight he wanted pigtails like the Twins had been wearing earlier.
Tying the second red ribbon around his second long pigtail he watched as
they hung out their uniforms on the line to dry. Red and white pleated
skirts and deep V necked sleeveless tops the red pullover sports bras, and
lace trimmed red satin panty's. He felt his breath catching in his throat
as he thought about what he would look and feel like in the full uniform.
He slipped on the three inch cork open toe wedges, then as if in a trance
he found himself at the back door.
He felt tears welling up in his eyes as he thought about how much he wanted
his own undies to match the uniform. Before he knew it he was standing
under the line pulling off Brandi's Panty's, then as he reached up and
unpinned Brenda's bra the porch light came on.
He ran as fast as he could in the wedges, the stolen items flapping in the
breeze until he was back inside, the door closed behind him, his heart
pounding, his young virgin cock straining against the crotch of the white
panty's he'd stolen the week before.
When his breathing returned to near normal he locked the door and carefully
made his way to the studio in the basement. It had been his sisters Dance
and cheerleading studio when she was in school. Now he picked out his
favorite video labeled Cheerleader workout, he popped it in the player as
he changed to the prized red panty's. he used the white ones to quickly
relieve himself so he could tuck his penis back into the crotch out of
sight. As the opening introduction played he took off his top and carefully
pulled on the red sports bra, before redonning the top of his uniform. A
shiver of excitement washed through him as he became totally relaxed. In
minutes he was in front of the long mirrored wall dancing and going through
the moves. The different positions and stunts. After the video ended he was
proud that he could get through it all without having to stop and rest. As
he reached for the stop button on the player he was interrupted by
applause.
In shock he whirled around trying to figure out how anyone could have
gotten in, sitting on the bottom steps were Brandi, Brenda and Carol. He
tried to run past them, tears streaming down his red cheeks, his eye liner
beginning to run. Carol reached out and grabbed him holding him there in
front of them.
"Is that my old uniform?" She looked at him her fingers holding his lower
jaw so he couldn't look away. "Answer me Brian, is that my old uniform, or
did you steal it from your sisters?"
"M, most of, of it is." He managed to pull his face from her grasp in
defeat and started to cry openly. "I'm sorry, I, I, I was just, just
jealous." He finally pulled all the way loose and ran to the far side to
huddle in the corner of the studio.
"So you stole your sisters panties and bra to complete the set?" Carol
asked.
"N, no. I tol, told you I took it off Brandi and Brenda's line." He was
beginning to run out of steam to cry.
"Please, please don't tell Mom, oh god please." He didn't even think about
anyone else, just his Mother.
The two girls pulled him between them, hugging him, comforting him.
"Brianna," Carol said. "I think you're making some real progress here.
Please don't be afraid, your sisters just want to help you."
"S, Sisters? Like, like sisters in spirit?" he asked.
"No Brianna. They are your half-sisters. Just like I am, and we all love
you and want to help you."
"My, my half-sisters?" he couldn't believe it but then there were all those
times people had mistaken him for one of the Twins.
"Are you done crying Brianna?" asked Brandi.
"I, I guess so, you already seen me, and know how stupid I look."
"Brianna, you don't look at all stupid. You are actually quite pretty, come
on and let us fix your makeup. Did you do it yourself?" Brenda asked the
obvious question.
"Br, Brianna?" he looked at them puzzled.
"Your name silly. You are too pretty to be a Brian," assured Carol.
He let himself be led up to carol's old room. and soon he had his makeup
redone. As they sat around talking he discovered that the twins had known
he was stealing their panty's for a while and had consulted Carol, afraid
to get their mothers involved.
He was quickly relaxing and getting used to being called Brianna when the
phone rang. Carol answered it.
"Oh, Hi Mom. No everything's ok. I just stopped by to make sure he was
doing ok. I think we're making some real progress into what's bothering
her, him. look Mom, don't push for answers right now ok? Please trust me."
"Ok, you're the one with the psychology degree. But are you sure it isn't
anything I need to be concerned about?" she asked her Daughter.
"No Mom trust me. and no before you ask My little brother isn't Gay. He's
very much into being with girls his own age." The three giggled in the
background.
"Oh my lord he's not doing his sisters is he?"
"Mom, No he isn't. but you'll have to wait until you get home. Now please
just enjoy the cruise. That's why I paid for it."
After a little more talking they hung up. Then Carol said, "I feel like ice
cream. And I think we need to get out of here before Grace gets home from
work." She was referring to the Twins Mother.
They found him a purse, and led him outside to Carol's car. He was
terrified the closer they got to the big Mall. And then Brenda's cell phone
rang while they sat at a traffic light.
"Hi Momma, yes that's us," she waved across the light to her mother. "Yes,
Momma we just met her today. Her names Brianna, and we're going to do a bit
of shopping. Yes of course we'll be home by Ten."
She turned to Brianna, "Momma say's to tell you Hi, and you are as pretty
as she thought you would be."
"You told your Mother about me?" Brianna was about to panic, but Brenda
pressed the phone to her ear as the light changed.
"Sweetie, you don't hide as well as you think you do. But I think I do
understand. And want you to just relax and enjoy, ok?"
"Yes Ma'am." He was still nervous.
They started off at the ice cream shop and then as he became more confident
he let himself fully immerse into Brianna. By the time they'd hit the
fourth boutique he had become fully Brianna, giggling and prancing around
as flirtatiously as they were.
Carol lead her toward the back of the shop, and the Twins followed.
"Excuse me, my Little sister needs some confidence boosters," she told the
sales lady. "I think it would be nice if she was about the same size as her
sisters, do you have anything in a C Cup?"
"Oh my, it's not every day you see triplets let alone one who is less
developed than her sisters." Marge the sales woman said. twenty minutes
later they'd helped her fit her new breast forms into place.
Carol was taking lots of pictures with her cell phone documenting the
transformation. It was getting close to ten when Carol finally said, "I
think we promised Grace we'd be home by Ten."
She called and told her they were stopping to get some ice cream to bring
home, did she want any?
Carol noted how Brianna strutted her stuff as she carried the shopping bags
filled with new lingerie to the car.
They stopped and got five individual quarts of Mint Chocolate Chip, and
then Carol pulled into the twins driveway. "Remember, you're Brianna now.
Come on" she had gained a whole lot of confidence during the shopping trip.
Grace greeted them at the door. "Oh My Good Lord, you three look just like
Triplets," she gushed as she hugged Brianna.
"Hi Mom." She pecked Grace's cheek and giggled.
"Grace," Carol handed her a tub of ice cream. "Please tell my little sister
about her father. I think they all really need to know the truth, don't
you?"
Grace and Felicia were first cousins in real life, when George Carson had
been caught cheating on Felicia she'd divorced him and moved to the
neighborhood with her only child. Grace and Jeffrey had moved in shortly
after that and one night after a bout of drunken abuse he'd gone next door
and visited his wife's cousin. Felicia hadn't known what to do at first.
Charging him with the rape would destroy her relationship with Grace. But
to let it continue would be worse.
But one night as she was submitting to him rather than getting hurt worse
for resisting he'd stopped suddenly. Nine year old Carol had run next door
to get help for her Mother. It was later that they'd both discovered they
were pregnant. And a new stronger bond formed between the women.
"Brianna, please don't hate your mother for keeping it from you," Grace
said. "She really was trying to protect you."
"I, I don't hate her, but I'm kind of afraid of her. What will she say when
she finds out I really want to be a girl? I mean she always emphasizes that
I'm a boy."
"You are her child, she gave birth to you. How could she do anything but
love you?" Grace pointed out. "And if worse comes to worse you can come
here to live with me and your sisters."
She was crying softly and didn't understand why, but she was happy. She
felt at peace finally.
"Carol, why don't you and Brianna spend the night. It can be her first
sleepover."
"Oh I have the perfect nitie, the pretty Baby Doll with the ruffled panty."
She was excited.
As the three went upstairs to change Grace and Carol sat and talked.
"I can't believe the changes. He, She's so happy. So bubbly with
excitement," Grace said.
"I've suspected this for a while, but it wasn't until the twins told me
about the panty thefts and my finding the makeup I left behind nearly used
up that it really clicked."
"I'm glad I didn't just rush in on her last weekend when I saw her prancing
around in front of the patio door in that cute little skirt. And those
breasts, she didn't have those last week."
"No I bought her those tonight, until I can help get her on Hormones to
grow her own," Carol confided. "But they have a really first rate adhesive,
and if she wants she can go braless or even topless with the right
concealer."
"If I didn't know better I'd swear they were the real things, those had to
cost you a fortune. Can I help cover the cost?"
"Tell you what, you put on that cute little black nitie of yours and I'll
let you try to convince me the way you convinced Momma to go along with my
little plan to get her out of the way till I could find out what was going
on in his, I mean her head."
Grace smacked Carol playfully on her sexy bottom and said, "Only if you
promise to bind me."
"I'll go get my dungeon ready, now that my baby sister isn't using it."
After she left Grace climbed the stairs to get ready. She paused at the
door to Brandi's room. "Girls, you have the house to yourselves. Carol and
I are going to be right next door if you need anything."
"Ok Momma, have fun," the twins giggled.
It wasn't long before the twins boyfriends called. Finding out they were
alone in the house they wanted to come over.
"Only if you bring someone nice for Brianna. She's our half-sister, and
very shy."
Brianna was frightened when James and Randy showed up, especially when they
brought Richard with them, all three were on the football team.
As they sat and started getting comfortable it was clear that Richard was
just as nervous as Brianna.
"Are you sure they won't get mad and beat me up if they find out?" Brianna
asked.
"Oh I think you and Richard have more in common than you know," Brenda
assured her.
As she began to relax she saw both twins slide into the floor and begin
giving the other two boys head. She let her hand wander down to Richards
crotch, curious as to why he was wearing a cup.
Carefully Richard took hold of her hands. "Bri, Brianna, I, there's
something I need to tell you before you go any further. I, I hope you'll
understand."
"You've never done it before either have you?" Brianna asked in a soft
anxious voice.
"No, not with a girl I haven't. And I don't know how you'll react when you
find out."
Brenda and James got up and headed up to her room, as they passed them
Brenda leaned over and said, "Brianna, Richard is Trans-Boy, like you're a
Trans-Girl."
They both looked at her in shock but quickly recovered by the time the two
had reached the stairs.
"Wow," said Richard clearly impressed. "I really didn't know. But I guess
now I know why you look so much like they do." He kissed her deep and
passionate.
"I guess it's going to be kinda hard to give you head, huh?" Brianna
smiled.
"Naw, I brought my toys in my gym bag. And you can choose which ever one
you want to play with." Stated Richard.
"Richard, I think she should start small, it's her first time." Brandi
said. "Come on let's get this orgy started." She giggled and led Randy by
the cock toward the stairs and Brenda's bedroom.
The three girls had taken turns with the three boys. Always letting Richard
be the first to do something new with Brianna.
Grace had slipped her robe on over her nitie as she made her way to the
back door.
Once in the basement she found Carol in her leather cat suite waiting
patiently. The nipple clamps and the restraints laid out neatly, ready to
use on the low table. The hanging gymnastics bar and the rings now took on
a new use, as did the pummel horse, which had been lowered closer to the
floor.
Graces tummy flipped in anticipation as she quickly stepped into the six
inch stiletto heels that were waiting for her at the foot of the steps.
Her robe lay at the bottom of the stairs where it had fallen. And in no
time she found herself bound, her arms drawn back cruelly as she knelt on
the floor the nipple clamps attached to the chain that was stretched
downward connected to the new clamp she now found squeezing her clitoris as
she lapped at Carols dripping wet pussy.
It was four AM before she was fully released from her bondage. And she lay
curled in Carols arms.
Kissing her, carol snapped a leash onto the collar around her neck. "Come
my pet, it's time for your reward." She led her up the steps to her old
room.
Brianna awoke with a moment of panic, then remembered the events of the
night before. Richard lay next to her spooning with his arm around her
protectively.
She couldn't believe all she'd just been through. "She was a girl. She'd
had sex as a girl. And she had a boyfriend now." The smile crept across her
face and she couldn't hide it.
"Come on Brianna, ladies first in the shower," called Brandi. "James is
downstairs frying eggs and bacon."
"Yeah, Richard don't forget to put the toilet seat back down or Mom will
know we had boys over last night." Brenda told him.
Over breakfast the other two boys assured her that her secret was safe with
them. and that now that Richard had a steady girl they wouldn't have to
work so hard to hide his secret either.
They finished out the weekend just doing things helping Brianna perfect her
makeup skills and girl training. All the things she would have learned had
she grown up as a girl.
Even though she was nervous, she let them drag her into school on Monday
all dressed up in full girl mode. If anyone took notice nothing was said,
during the day. It was in her final period that Mrs Barton handed her a
note. She was to report to the guidance counselors office.
Shaking with fear she tapped on the door.
"Come in Brian, or is it Brianna?"
"B, Brianna Ma'am," she answered then saw Carol sitting there along with
Richard.
"Brianna, I've asked you here because of the changes you've presented
today. And I wish to make it perfectly clear, it's your choice how you wish
to complete your schooling." Miss Parker paused. "I called your sister
after it was brought to my attention by several faculty members. And then
consulted the only other student I knew to ask."
As she spoke Richard had reached out and taken hold of Brianna's hand. The
gesture was not lost on Miss Parker.
"I, I feel more like Brianna, Ma'am. I mean it feels right not wrong for
the first time in, in, well since I can remember."
Mr Thorne the principle tapped on the door and entered on his own. "Well?"
he asked.
"I'll be amending the school records before I go home. It seems they've
been misspelling Brianna's name."
Smiling he said, "I'm happy we get the chance to correct it as we did with
Richard's records. Maybe one day soon, my son will bring you to the house
to meet his Mother and I."
It was the first Brianna had learned who Richards parents were. His mother
was her home room teacher.
She sprang from the chair and wrapped her arms around him in a bear hug.
"Thank you sir."
"You are welcome Sweetheart, I bet your grades improve just like Richards
did."
There was no fuss, no rude comments, no stereo typing as she made the move
from from boys gym to the girls. Not even in the locker room showers. Her
week just kept getting better and better.
On Saturday morning she sat at the dining room table finishing up her
homework and doing extra credit work, nervously waiting for her Mother to
arrive. She'd chosen to do it alone, but knew Carol was upstairs just in
case she was needed.
Coming in through the kitchen, Felicia called out to her son that she was
home. Her purse and carryon bag weren't the only thing to drop when she saw
the pretty girl sitting at the table with Social Studies book open in front
of her.
"Momma, I, I'm ready to talk about everything now." She could feel the fear
in her voice the tears threatening to spill out and run down her cheeks.
"Br, Brian?"
"It's Brianna Momma," she answered afraid her legs would fail her if she
stood up.
"Is, is this what's been bothering you all this time Sweetie?"
"I was afraid you wouldn't understand Momma. I didn't understand it either
until recently. But then Carol and, and my sisters helped me."
Finally she stood up on shaking legs and rushed to her mother's arms.
"So I have two beautiful Daughters now. I suppose Carol told you
everything." Now it was Felicia's turn to be frightened.
"Yes Momma, and I think I can understand why you never told me." Brianna
never loosened her hug. "I forgive you. And I want to be your daughter from
now on, please."
"Oh Baby, I just want you to be happy. And I think you are."
"How can you tell, Momma?"
"Brianna, you haven't smiled this much since you hit puberty. Look at you,
you're absolutely gorgeous." Felicia held her out at arms-length to look at
her, and she stepped back did a little spin, and giggle.
"Are, are those high heels? And you got your ears pierced." Felicia was
beside herself seeing her youngest child happy for the first time in years.
"And you are doing your homework."
"That's extra credit, Momma. My homework is already done."
"Let me go freshen up, and call Carol to meet us. I want the world to see
my pretty daughters. Now where would you like to go for lunch?"
"Oh I better go change into something pretty then," Brianna giggled.
"Carol, Momma's home," she called out as her sister reached the bottom
step.
"Brianna, didn't I tell you it would be ok?"
Mother and daughters hugged each other, then Brianna said she had to go
change her makeup to something more fitting a luncheon with her Momma. Then
floated happily up the steps.
End
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