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ROCKY AND ME
BY
JANICE
My name is Mathew, I am fifteen and a cross dresser, I have an older
sister, Joyce, by 2 years, which should tell you why I cross dress,
Joyce knows but neither of my parents know I cross dress, at least I
don't think they do.
It was supposed to be one of those weekends when I had the entire house
to myself as Karol, my name when dressing up.
My sister, Joyce, had gotten a new dress a few weeks ago that I was dying
to wear but we had a pact, I could wear whatever I wanted to of hers but
not before she wore it. She wore the dress in question last week when she
went out with her boyfriend so now it would be my turn.
Dad was away on maneuvers with his army reserve unit and mom and Joyce
were going to spend the weekend doing girly stuff and would be gone until
late Sunday evening, this was Friday afternoon.
In the afternoon I wore one of my favorite outfits, her school uniform,
we went to a private school and had to wear uniforms, the girls had to
wear those plaid uniforms you see all the time, and the boys wore black
pants and a white shirt.
I figured I would get into the dress about seven and pretend that I was
out on a date with an imaginary guy.
By seven thirty I was all dressed in panties, pantyhose, a lace bra and
padding, the dress, red with spaghetti straps and a square cut neck. The
other part was a short black velvet cape. There was a black velvet rope
tie belt for my waist and the hem was just about knee length. Of course I
wore light pink pantyhose and beige colored high heels.
I spent a lot of time doing my makeup and hair and was ready to be Karol
for as long as possible, maybe two days, almost. I had to be back to me
late Sunday afternoon before anyone came back home.
I kept all the lights off and the drapes drawn for privacy so no one
would see the lights on and decide to stop by for a visit.
About eight thirty when one movie went off the TV and another was getting
ready to go on I thought I might get a soda from the 'frig. As soon as I
entered the dark kitchen I felt, sensed, that something was wrong. The
outside door was opened slightly and one of the window panes was broken.
I was immediately grabbed from behind with one hand covering my mouth and
an arm around my waist.
I was scared shitless. All I could think of was what was going to happen
to me if whoever it was behind me found out I was a guy.
I heard him tell me that if I promised not to scream or make any noise he
would remove his hand from my mouth, I nodded my head and he removed his
hand but kept one arm around my waist. He slowly turned me around and I
got a good look at him, I knew him. He was a senior and a stud; he was
always with a bunch of senior girls and most of them were Cheer Leaders.
He was also the captain of the Football team, and girls, seniors and
juniors were always drooling over him, what the hell was he doing here
robbing my house? Oh, his name was Rocky.
He led me back to the living room, the brightest lit room in the house
because of the TV and side lamp. He had moved his grip from my waist to
my left arm and took a good look at me.
"What's a pretty thing like you doing home alone on a Friday night?"
I said the first thing that came to mind, "My boyfriend stood me up."
"He must be a fool, a girl as pretty as you should not be alone on a
Friday night, or any night for that matter," he replied.
"Does he really think I'm pretty?" I thought. I took that as a
compliment. Then he started shoving me into the living room and told me
to show him to the bedrooms. I first led him to my parent's room and
showed him where they kept all their jewelry, I figured the best thing I
could do was to cooperate, and maybe he would just take stuff and leave.
The last thing I wanted was for him to find out I was a guy. He pulled a
cloth bag from one of his pockets and started filling it with rings,
watches and bracelets and just about everything they had. Then I led him
to my sister's room, which I told him was mine, and showed him where she
kept her jewelry. He didn't take all her stuff; he said a pretty girl
needs lots of jewelry. There, he said it again; he said I was pretty; I
could feel myself beginning to blush.
He put his arm around my waist as I led him to my room, which I told him
was my brother's room. I watched him go through all my stuff, mostly a
few watches, and then he took my electronics, phone and other stuff like
that, then, as an afterthought led me by the hand to the other rooms and
took all the electronics there.
He took me back to the kitchen. "What's your name gorgeous?" he asked me.
"Karol. With a K," I replied giving him the name my sister and I used
when together as girls.
"A pretty name for a pretty girl." There he goes again...calling me pretty.
"I wish we could have met under different circumstances. I wouldn't mind
having someone as hot as you as a girlfriend."
I took that as a compliment again, the part about being pretty, not the
part about being his girlfriend. In the kitchen he pulled a chair into
the middle of the room.
"I'm sorry I have to do this Karol but I have to tie you up, don't worry,
I won't do it tight, wouldn't want to hurt you." He put his arms around
me and kissed me on my lips. I was so shaken up by all that was happening
I just let him, what the hell else could I do?
He tied me up just like he said, not too tightly and before leaving,
kissed me again. It only took me a few minutes to get loose. A plan
formed in my head. I had to change and call the cops and report the break
in but didn't want to get Rocky into trouble, so I would tell the cops
that I was at a movie and came home and saw that my house had been broken
into...yes...that would work.
I hung my sisters dress in her closet after cleaning myself up and
putting my own clothes back on, when I saw through a crack in the
blinds, that the Johnsons' the neighbors across the street, were sitting
on their porch; I altered my plan just a bit, this would be better than
me calling the cops.
I left the house through the kitchen, went down the alley behind the
houses to the street at the end and turned onto my street. I casually
walked to my house being sure the Johnson's saw me; I waved to them
before entering my house. I waited a few seconds and ran out and up to
the Johnson's yelling that my house had been broken into. I asked Mrs.
Johnson to call the cops. She did and Mr. Johnson went over to stand in
front of my house to wait for them. Mrs. Johnson, Laura, asked if I was
alright and asked if she should call my family. I never thought of that
and gave her the number where they could be reached.
The cops came and went through the house with me after making sure that
there was no one there. They took a report and asked that my mother go to
the station the next day for a full report on what was missing.
Laura and Fred, Mr. Johnson insisted I spend the night at their house. I
had the weirdest dream that night, weird and scary. I dreamed that rocky
and I, Karol were boyfriend and girlfriend. I woke up in a sweat.
Mom and Joyce arrived home a little after noon. We went through the house
checking to see what was missing and reported it to the police.
Monday in school I looked for rocky at lunch and saw him at his usual
table surrounded by the usual 4 or 5 hot girls and cheer leaders. He
didn't see me, or if he did, he didn't recognize me, which wasn't strange
because I am one of those guys who are invisible, every school has a few.
I watched him almost every day, and dreamt of him every night, for the
next several weeks. I was so jealous of all the girls hanging around him.
This went on for several weeks, until the day when Rocky's world came to
an end. It was the most important game of the season, if we lost this
game we would be out of the playing.
Rockey screwed up severely, he made some really amateur goofs that sent
us to the bottom, and he paid for it. From that day he was persona non
grata as far as anyone in school was concerned. His hangers on ignored
him, he was alone at the Pizza place with no one on his side except me
and I could not be seen with him.
After about a week I felt that I had to do something, I had no idea what,
but I would do something, then I knew what to do which would be good for
both him and me.
I left school early one day and went home where I got into one of my
sisters school uniforms; I did not go the same school as she did, but I
did from time to time wear her uniforms in private.
I sauntered into the Pizza place just as the crowd from school entered. I
picked up a slice and soda, walked up the table Rocky was sitting at,
alone, and sat down.
I said hi and asked if he remembered me; it took him a few seconds but
from the look on his face I could tell he remembered. I told him not to
get his panties in a bunch, I was not going to turn him in; I told him
that that night was the most fun I had in years. Before I knew it we were
talking as if we were old friends.
He asked if he could drive me home, now I knew how all those cheer
leaders felt being in the car with the hottest guy in school, and...I was
happy that I was one of those invisible kids that no one took a second
look at. The very boldness of my actions, wearing a girl's uniform and
being in public worked on my side.
He drove me home and parked in the alleyway behind the house and just
talked for another half hour. I had to cut things short because I had to
go in and get changed before any one came home. Rocky asked if we could
see each other again tomorrow and naturally, I said yes.
We met every day after that and by the end of the second week he was
holding my hand and had his arm around my shoulder as we talked in the
car. I hoped things would go further and he would ask me out on a date
even though there was no way I could accept.
It soon progressed to us making out in the alley, the very first time he
kissed me I almost creamed my silk panties and by the third or fourth
time, I actually did. I kept thinking about the cheer leaders and how
they screwed up and I now had Rocky to myself...eat your hearts out you
stupid bitches.
Then one day everything worked out that I could go with my guy, that is,
if he ever asked me, and I would do everything I could to make sure he
did.
My family was again going away for the weekend. I mentioned this to Rocky
and he asked me if I would go out with him that very night, of course I
would. We kissed good bye as usual. I hopped from the car and ran to my
sister's room to pick out something for my very first date with a guy.
I stripped naked in front of her huge walk in closet; I picked out two
dresses that I knew, from experience, I would look terrific in. I stood
in front of the full size mirror with a dress in each hand with my back
to the door.
"Hay babe, you sure look great from this angle," I heard from behind me.
I dropped the dresses and turned quickly only to see Rocky standing in
the doorway holding my book bag in his hand, I had forgotten it in his
car in my haste and excitement; I guess he was just returning it to me.
You should have seen the look on his face when he saw me facing him
naked. The last thing I remember was seeing him racing across the room at
me with his fist raised. "You dammed pervert..." was the last thing I heard
or saw.
I woke up just for a minute or two, just long enough to see that I was in
a hospital room and my parents and sister were around my bed. I woke up a
few more times little knowing that each time it was several days later.
By the time I stayed awake long enough to realize what was happening, it
was almost a month...and exactly what was going on.
My family told me that I had been beaten to a pulp.
In descending order, from head to foot:
I had a fractured skull and severe concussion,
A shattered right cheek bone, in several places,
A broken nose,
Several teeth were knocked out through my torn lips,
My jaw was broken,
My right collar bone was broken,
Two ribs, one on each side, were broken, shattered,
And my penis and scrotum were mashed beyond repair.
Plus many other bruises and contusions.
It took almost two months to even start getting back on my feet and
appear anywhere normal again, with some severe changes.
A plastic surgeon fixed my right cheek bone, sort of; it was broken in so
many pieces that he had to reconstruct it with medical plastic, and just
to make it match my other one he had to do some work on it, the left
cheek bone. My nose was no problem but he did make it a bit smaller, it
was a bit on the big side anyway.
There was not much they could do with my broken ribs so they removed them
(More on that later).
Now came the important thing, my mashed penis and scrotum could not be
saved.
Joyce was a big help to the plastic surgeon, and me in the long run.
She, Joyce, told our parents of my dressing up and my desire to be a
girl, (I don't remember ever telling her that, but it was true.) they
talked to the surgeon; this made it easier on him, especially when it
came to my penis and sac. He knew that it was beyond repair and told them
that the best he could do was to reconstruct a tube to piss through, my
desire to be a girl enabled him to construct a pussy, of sorts.
He used this knowledge when he reconstructed my face and make it more
feminine and when removing my shattered ribs he did something to make it
look like I had a narrow feminine waist.
Let's cut to the chase, by the time I was released I was, for all intents
and purposes, a girl. Of course I needed breast implants and heavy duty
female hormones.
My new name was Karol, the name I used when dressed with my lovely
sister.
All medical expenses were paid by Rocky's father, one of the richest men
in the state, under the condition that I not press charges.
Rocky was sent to live in Europe for awhile.
Would you believe that when the story came out that I had been beat up by
person or persons unknown, almost ninety percent of the kids at school
had no idea who I was before the beating? But after...they accepted me as
Karol because they knew it was not my fault.
After everything settled down and I was accepted as a girl, life was so
much different for me, and so much better, being popular is fun.
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