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MORPH TALES - THE DANCE
BY
JANICE
My name is Ron, my wife, Vera, and I was high school sweethearts, and
married right after graduating. In the next fifteen years we worked hard
and were able to buy a house and save money. I mostly worked from home
and Vera held a good job at a prestigious firm which will remain
nameless. Sounds like a typical American family, don't let it fool you.
We were married less than a year when I found out something very
surprising about Vera. She had the power to mutate our bodies (Mutate is
the only word I can think of to describe it) so we could look like
anyone she wanted. I do not know how she did this; I only know that she
could.
I didn't let it bother me after I got used to it. For the next fifteen
years I never knew what she had planned for us on weekends.
Briefly, sometimes we would be sisters, sometimes man and wife (She had
some sort of thing that she preferred that I be female most of the
Mutations; sometimes mother and daughter (with me being the pre to early
teen as much as she, and take turns as husband and wife; I never knew
what role I would be playing on any weekend.
There were times when we were famous couples but we made it a point to
deny that we were who we looked like. It was only fair.
Just before going to sleep one night my wife told me that we were going
to have another "Mother and Daughter" weekend, but with a difference. I
thought she meant that this time I would be the mother and she the
daughter, we had done it that way a few times and it was as much fun as
when she was the mother and I the daughter.
I woke up that morning and right away knew there had been a change but
not one of our usual changes...I was a boy...but I was about eleven years
old, and I was a cross dresser, this was indeed something new. I didn't
look much different than I usually did when she changed me into a pre-
teen girl, but this time I had a dick and no teeny titties as I usually
have.
I was exactly the size of Carol, the name I almost always use as a girl,
no matter if I was a "Tween" a "Teenager" or a young adult.
My wife, now my mother, told me to wear a sundress because we were going
shopping for a new party dress. I was always ready for that.
We went to the local dress shop. As soon as we walked in I knew I was
going to have fun because my "Mother" went directly to one of the
salesgirls.
"My son here is going on his first real date tonight and he needs a new
dress, something that will impress his boyfriend".
It looked to me like the salesgirl thought she misunderstood my mother
and said... "Excuse me?"
"I said my son here needs a new dress for his first big date tonight".
I guess she heard right that time because it took about thirty seconds
before she was able to say anything.
She asked if I had anything in mind. I told her no (And I didn't because
this whole thing had me a bit confused myself. I think my wife was just
having fun with the salesgirl, but she could have warned me.)
Mom then excused herself telling the salesgirl, Kathy, that she had some
things to do and she would be back in about an hour, would Kathy help
me.
While they were talking I walked over to a rack of dresses and started
looking. I picked out 4 or 5 dresses for a girl my age and took them to
the dressing room. The salesgirl, Kathy, asked me if I needed any help.
I said yes and she accompanied me to the dressing room; I think she was
really interested in seeing if I really was a boy, and I was in the
mood for some fun. I took off my sun dress and handed Kathy the dresses
I had picked out.
When she saw me in just my padded training bra and panties, which showed
that I was indeed a boy, she got that same look as before, disbelief.
She asked me to tell her a little about myself, why I was wearing
dresses and why I had a boyfriend and such.
Off the top of my head I told her that I wear dresses because I want to,
why the hell else would I wear dresses (Duh)? Then I told her all about
my boyfriend Roger, he was fifteen and a hunk; he could have his choice
of just about any girl in his school but he chose me, BTW, we went to
different schools, he was in Junior High and I was still in Elementary.
We met at a Halloween party where I went as Cinderella and it was love
at first sight. He was a bit pissed off when he found out I was really a
boy but he liked the way I kissed so we kept seeing each other and had
been seeing each other since Halloween.
We went to movies and for walks in the park, which always ended up in
make out sessions. He said that one of the things he liked about me was
that unlike other girls, I didn't have a problem when he felt me up, and
I liked feeling him up too.
Kathy asked me how my mother felt about me going out with a guy, a guy
who was so much older than me, about six years to be exact. I told her
that at least my mother did not have to worry about having any
grandchildren.
By this time I had tried on all the dresses I picked out and settled for
one. It was beautiful, it had a tank style top that was all silver
sequins to the waist, and the skirt was black and full taffeta over a
black satin knee length skirt.
It was a bit tight at my waist but very full by the time it ended at my
knees. Kathy helped me back into my sundress and picked out some
accessories that I would need for my "Big Date" with Roger.
Mom came back, paid for my new dress and thanked Kathy for helping me.
Kathy told us that she and one of her girlfriends were to be chaperones
at the dance that night, and was looking forward to seeing me and my
boyfriend.
On the way home I told mom what I told Kathy about my boyfriend, at
least what I remembered.
I was dressed at seven o'clock, now all I needed was a boyfriend,
fifteen years old and named Roger. "No problem," said mom/wife.
Five minutes later I was able to add another slash to mom/wife, now/
boyfriend. Out of our bedroom stepped a young Tom Cruise in a suit.
We had to take the bus to the dance. Neither of us were old enough to
drive, As soon as we entered we were met by Kathy and one of her
girlfriends. I introduced them to my boyfriend. I kissed him right in
front of them; we kissed as if we were in a hard core porn film. That
put a look on the faces of both chaperones. I figured they would have
something to talk about for years.
Roger and I had a great time; BTW, I was the youngest girl there.
The next day mom and I went for brunch, as we usually do when on a
mother and daughter weekend, and I was still in cross dresser mode, a
boy dressed as a girl. We wore one of our favorite sets. Matching
dresses, lime green and, except for the age differences, cut the same.
They had short puffy sleeves with lace at the ends, the tops were see
through with a low neck under dress. They were tight at our bodices and
waist and flowed out to a full skirt that came to our knees. We wore
wrist length white lace gloves and carried white leather shoulder bags,
and wore white big brimmed straw hats; perfect mother and daughter
outfits.
We just sat down at the restaurant when who do you think walks in, take
a guess.
Kathy and a guy who she introduced as her boyfriend. If this was one of
those fiction stories I would be nervous that she told her boyfriend all
about me, but it isn't one of those stories, so I wasn't. Mom asked them
to join us but they declined.
We finished brunch and took a nice walk in the park, took in a movie,
then, after an early supper went home for a night of TV, as husband and
wife.
There were other times when I was a teen age and pre-teen cross dresser
and enjoyed them, there seemed to be something different between being a
female, and a guy wearing a dress.
FIN
I intend to write more about this couple.
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