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Our New Daughter Evan I mean Ellen
Chapter 1
My first attempt at writing please be aware that this story is complete
fiction and did not happen in real life. It heavily focuses on teasing
and humiliation so if that's not your thing feel free to skip this story.
Thanks. Revised version after receiving some positive feedback from the
readers - Thanks Guys
I'll start out by giving you a bit of background on my life and who I am.
My name is Evan; I am a 12 year old boy living just outside San
Francisco. My mother is a nice polite very traditional and feminine
mother, she is a stay at home Mother and Wife to me, my little brother
Thomas who is two years younger than me (11 but I will be 13 in a few
weeks) and my father. John the breadwinner for the family, he runs a
small construction company here in San Francisco that he inherited from
his father when he passed away.
It was spring time school was coming to an end for another year and both
me and my brother Thomas where very much looking forward to escaping the
confines of school to enjoy a traditional summer for young boys.
Camping, fishing, baseball and Soccer late nights and nothing but freedom
what more could a boy ask for. However like all siblings around our age
we were both starting to get into a little bit of trouble and of course
we were fighting a lot with one another much to the dismay of our
parents.
On a quiet Thursday afternoon in late spring early summer I was at school
when my best friend Logan convinced me to skip school and go to the mall
with him.
"Hey, man there is only a week left in school we are not learning
anything and we don't have exams we have nothing to lose. Let's get out
of here and head over to the mall, no one will know. We are supposed to
have that assembly all afternoon anyways, it's not like anyone will
notice two students are missing."
"I guess so Logan. Makes sense to me. I have been itching to get back
to the arcade anyways to try and beat Thomas's score on Battle Creek; he
never shuts up about how much better he did than me on that game."
"Yeah and I want to grab a couple new CDs."
As soon as the school called all the students to the auditorium Logan and
I made a bee line for the back exit. Out the back doors across the field
and a 15 minute walk and we would be at the mall. The plan went off
without a hitch.
Logan and I spent the entire afternoon at the mall, messing around in the
arcade and the food court and did a little shopping, bought a couple CD's
and a few knickknacks. Around three o'clock I borrowed Logan's phone to
text Mom that I would not be on the bus and that I had gone to the mall
with Logan. We spent another hour or so there then we just walked around
the city a bit before heading home.
Just after five o'clock I came into the house. My Mother and Father did
not look too pleased with me. They were both sitting at the kitchen
table and it was obvious that they were waiting for me. "Why don't you
come and sit down Evan. I think we need to have a talk" my Father said.
"Ok, Dad."
I sat down at the table with both of them, not knowing if they knew about
me skipping school or not. So I figured the best plan was just to stay
quiet and feel them out for a bit.
Evan, my father said. "The school called, you apparently didn't think it
was important enough to stay at school this afternoon for the assembly.
Considering how poor you have been doing in school I would think you of
all people should be in attendance as much as possible."
"Sorry Dad, I didn't mean to, it's just Logan convinced me to skip with
him. It wasn't even class I skipped. I skipped some stupid assembly.
It was nonsense Dad. I won't do it again."
"It was Stupid?" my mother said.
"Yeah, mom it was nothing important I promise."
"World Women's Day is stupid is it?"
"Well, Mom it's just about girls and how society can't hold them down
anymore. It's not the 1930's, honestly women need to get over it and
realize they got what they wanted they can vote already, what more do
they need?"
"Go, to your room this minute young man," my Father said. He was clearly
not too happy as my mother broke into tears.
I went up to my room, I was mad at both my parents. Get over it, I
skipped one afternoon of school. I missed no classes only a stupid
assembly that means nothing to me. I am not a woman; I don't care about
women's issues.
An hour or so later my Father came into my room. He said he was really
disappointed in me. "I expect a lot more out of you Evan, you're the
oldest sibling, and you're supposed to be the man of the house when I am
not around, but it's becoming clear that you may not be suited for that
role." "With your poor grades, and your bad attitude towards me and your
Mother and even your own brother it seems fitting to me that Thomas be
the man of the house when I am not around. He respects your Mother and
Me and lord knows he does a whole hell of a lot better in school than you
have."
"Haha, yeah Dad, make Thomas the man of the house. Why would I care?
It's not even a real thing."
"It's most certainly a real thing, you just couldn't handle it and now
you are going to have to accept that Thomas your younger brother is the
man of our house when I am not around and not you. You have no one to
blame but yourself Missy."
Missy? Did my dad just call me missy?
He then told me to get in bed; neither he nor Mom wants to see me before
breakfast. I just laid there trying to fall asleep. I wasn't the least
bit tired not after getting my energy fired up fighting with my parents
and for god sakes it wasn't even 7 o'clock yet.
About a half hour later my brother Thomas came into my room. He was
grinning from ear to ear. "So Dad told me I am the man of the house now
since you don't know how to behave like a gentleman and can't handle the
responsibility."
"Get out of here," I yelled.
"That's no way to talk to the man of the house."
"You can't be the man of the house when Dad is home, idiot."
"I suppose you are right, but you can't be the man of the house ever," he
laughed.
With that he laughed some more walking out and said, "Have a goodnight,"
teasing me knowing I had to be in bed when he was free to do as he
pleased.
CHAPTER 2
I woke up the next morning, and got out of bed and did as I normally
would, showered got dressed and went down to have breakfast. There I saw
mom and Dad at the table I chose just to proceed as normal and not
mention the events of the previous evening. I went and got a bowl of
cereal before sitting down next to my father.
"Ahem," he said looking at me.
"What?"
"This end of the table is for the men of the house. I think you better
sit down beside your mother where the women and children belong."
"Fine whatever" I said, moving down next to my Mother who smiled
accepting me at her end of the table. Not wanting to make it a bigger
deal than it already was I didn't kick up to much of a fuss knowing this
would all be forgotten in a couple days if I managed to lay low for a
while.
School was normal that day, nothing new or exciting just exchanging
punishment stories with Logan as he too had been caught by his parents
for skipping. He was grounded for the next two weeks but nothing more
than that. I told him I was getting scolded a lot by my parents but they
didn't ground me, at least not yet.
The next couple weeks passed without hearing too much from my parents
they continued to tease me a lot and make me sit at the other end of the
table with the "women and children" as my dad would say and often praise
my brother Thomas in front of me for being a good role model for me, even
though he was two years younger than I was. As well as often saying "how
is the man of the house today"? Or things like that to reassure me that
he was indeed still the man of the house and I was not. School ended and
I was very much looking forward to the summer as I precluded to earlier.
Sports, late nights and freedom, first however was my birthday. This
weekend I would be turning 13 and hopefully getting my own cellphone. I
had asked my parents for it a million times over. I was hoping they
would get me one, but with all the trouble I had been in lately I really
didn't know.
Saturday came around, my birthday the big thirteen. Mom and Dad said we
would be celebrating as a family this evening. They were going to take
us out to my favourite restaurant for dinner and then we would come home
to open my gifts. What a relief I thought, for a while I wasn't even
sure they would celebrate my birthday let alone get me gifts.
We arrived at the restaurant around 7. We all sat at the booth and were
getting ready to order. I ran to the washroom before as I had to pee.
Upon returning to the table mom said I missed the waitress so she ordered
for me. Ok, whatever I thought mom knows what I like anyways.
We made small talk for the next 20 minutes or so until our food arrived,
my brother and father had great big burgers with fries and coleslaw.
Then I saw my order a garden salad and a diet coke? The same thing as my
mother had ordered for herself. Not wanting to make a scene I waited
until the waitress walked away before starting to complain.
"Mom, what the hell?" "Why did you order me a garden salad and I don't
even like diet coke, I only drink regular coke."
"Sweetie, that is no way for you to speak to your Mother."
"I ordered you a salad because you have been getting a bit pudgy lately
and I think we need to start watching your figure don't you agree?"
My brother and Father started laughing at that one. "Yes," my dad said,
"she certainly has been looking a little pudgy lately and the summer will
be a great time to get her on a diet."
"What the hell Dad, stop calling me a girl."
"Oh, I am sorry, you were the one who didn't want to be the man of the
house so I figured that meant you wanted to be the woman of the house."
"Well let's not get crazy here you really can't be the woman of the house
just yet, but you can be the girl of the house until you grow up into a
young woman and have learned all about taking care of the home."
Everyone laughed at that statement. Mom smiled and said. "oh don't be so
sad honey, you're going to like being a girl I just know it, and don't
get too freaked out your Dad was just joking we are only going to expect
you to be a girl for the Summer vacation. After that it will be your
choice if you want to continue or not. Since you didn't think women had
anything to complain about and had it made we thought you might benefit
from getting firsthand knowledge of what it means to be a woman today and
what they have to go through."
"Not a chance I said, there is no way in hell I am going to be spending
my summer as a girl."
"Yes you are Evan," my father said sternly.
"Dad, why would you do this to me?"
"You will benefit from this Ellen."
"Ellen? What did you call me"?
"I called you your new name Ellen, I expect you to answer to it from here
on out young lady."
"I'm not Ellen and I am not a young lady."
"Not yet, but very soon you will be. Now finish you Salad and stop
making a fuss. I expect you to behave like a proper young lady the rest
of this evening or you will be getting the spanking of a lifetime when we
get home and I will make sure everyone of your school friends gets to see
what a bad little girl you are."
My brother was grinning almost as much as my mother, I am not sure he
could have been any happier. That was until my dad put my first present
on the table. A little package wrapped in pink wrapping paper with a big
purple bow on it.
"Well Missy we know this is a lot to take in at once, and we know that
you are not happy about becoming out little girl for the summer, so we
got you something to help lift your spirits," Dad said.
I looked at the package now in the middle of the table, not knowing if I
wanted to open it or just close my eyes and hope this whole ordeal was
nothing more than a bad dream from which I would awake and be back to my
regular boy life.
I took a deep breath as all of my families eyes were on me, mom smiled,
"go ahead sweetie, this is what you have been asking for so I don't see
why you won't like it." It became clear that this was not a dream and
that this was reality. I reluctantly pulled the package towards me. I
began to un-wrap the gift. Inside was a Samsung box, it was for the new
Samsung S5230 Cell Phone.
Oh my god, my parents actually got me the cell phone I wanted. This has
been a pretty terrible birthday up until this moment. I don't know what
exactly lies ahead but at this moment I can't hide my excitement to
actually have my own cell phone.
"See Honey, it isn't going to be all bad, you finally have a cell phone
of your own," Mom Said.
"Your mother and I spend all afternoon going around town to find the
perfect phone for our little lady so we think this one will suit you
perfectly, we got you an unlimited package we know how girls your age
love to text and call their girlfriends."
I was not happy with the comments made by my parents but c'mon a brand
new Samsung smart phone I still can't be that mad. Even if they are
trying to get under my skin and make me mad I can't hide the excitement I
have towards this new phone. That was at least until I finally got the
Samsung box open, inside was a bright pink Hello Kitty version of the
phone.
All my joy and happiness left my body instantly. Here I was left staring
into the box looking at a bright pink phone with a hard plastic Hello
Kitty bow on it that you could not remove. It was not a phone for a
thirteen year old boy, not a phone for even a thirteen year old girl. It
was a phone for a child of seven or eight.
Mom was smiling from ear to ear; I can't remember a moment when she
looked happier. "See sweetie it's perfect for you." By this time my
brother finally saw what was inside the box and began laughing. "It is
perfect for you," he said.
It was becoming clear to my parents that I was not happy; I was red in
the face. I would have lost it had it not been for my desire not to draw
more attention to myself inside of the restaurant than was already being
bestowed upon me by the members of my family.
I slid the phone back across the table towards my parents. "Keep it," I
said. "I don't want that phone, I am not a girl, I am not your daughter,
I am not doing any of this." With that I stood up from the table and
stormed out of the restaurant.
The waitress having noticed my dramatic exit from the table came over to
check on things. "Is everything all right over here?"
"Yes, everything is fine, our daughter is just throwing a tantrum, you
know how young girls can be" my father said. Much to the confusion of
the waitress who was kind of taken back by them referring to me as their
daughter, I had long hair for a boy but by no means did I look like a
girl.
"It's her time of the month," my mother added, much to the delight of my
brother who was still having the best night of his life completely at my
expense.
"We are going to need our bill," my father added.
"Yes, absolutely I'll be right back with it, and I hope your daughter has
a better day tomorrow it can be tough for tom boys at this age but I am
sure she will blossom into a beautiful young lady in no time"
"Thanks, that is very nice of you to say, we are certainly hoping she
gives up her tom boy roots soon and learns to enjoy womanhood a bit more
than she does now" added mom.
CHAPTER 3
My family soon found me out in the parking lot, as well being a thirteen
year old you don't have a lot of options. As much as I wanted to run
away and never come back I was more afraid of the city at night than I
was of the humiliation of returning to my family.
"Well sweetie, you ran out of there so fast you forgot to take your new
phone with you," dad said.
"I am not taking that phone, it's not mine, I don't want it. I am not a
girl I will not use a girls phone"
"Young lady we are going to get something straight right now, you are and
will be our daughter for this entire summer, we are not going to be
having this argument for the entire summer, so the sooner you accept
responsibility for your actions and accept your punishment the easier it
will be on all of us," Dad said.
I broke into tears, not wanting to accept this, not wanting to be a girl.
Dad grabbed my arm and led me to our car. Mom sat in the back seat with
me while Dad and my brother sat up front. As much as I hated my Mom for
what they were doing to me, it was nice to have someone to comfort me.
She let me lay on her shoulder the whole ride home, reassuring me that
everything would be fine and that I really had nothing to worry about.
Once we arrived home I went to run up the stairs so that I could hide
from everyone and everything, but my brother quickly got in my way and
blocked any attempt I made to escape to the fortress of my bedroom. Dad
then said "not so fast young lady, it is still your birthday and we have
some gifts waiting for you in the family room."
I wanted to scream, why was everyone being so mean to me, why was
everyone teasing me and making fun of me. Why did my whole family love
the idea of watching me be forced into the life of a thirteen year old
girl? Then I thought about it for a minute, I had been pretty hard on
everyone else these last couple of years, never listening to anyone but
myself doing anything and everything possible to annoy my brother. Than
lastly my mother, she always wanted a daughter, she always hated that the
three boys would go on man adventures, fishing and camping and playing
sports and there was no one for her to spend time with, no daughter for
mother daughter time, no one to shop with, no one to gossip with, no one
to go to the hair salon with. I started thinking and praying that mother
did not expect me to fill the void of not having a daughter.
I entered into the living room being led by my father to find my Mom
sitting on the couch beside a small pile of gifts. All of course clearly
wrapped in the most feminine fashion possible, pink purple and yellow
wrapping paper all with bows and ribbon, she smiled as she has been all
night "You must be excited now that you are over your little tantrum, bet
you can't wait to see what's inside all of these presents she giggled"
Mom handed me the first gift from my brother of course. Not knowing how
long he has known about this plan I am hoping this contains something
that I actually want and not some stupid present for a girl. I slowly
begin to un-wrap it, it contains a manicure kit. A black box with bright
pink writing on it "My First Manicure Kit" it says. Looking at the
packaging it contains 10 nail polishes, clippers, files, and tweezers.
I can't say I am too excited for this, I look up from the package to see
my family all smilling at me as if they are expecting me to be super
excited for my first manicure kit.
"Well Honey, thank your brother. You can show him how well it works
tomorrow when you do your nails," Mom said.
Biting my tongue I don't want to thank my brother for this, I don't want
this. Why the hell would I want a nail kit, I am never painting my
nails, I don't care what mom says. She is lucky I am not throwing this
at my brother. Then I see my father looking at me, he is not pleased, he
is expecting me to thank my brother for this gift.
Another moment passes and I am still yet to thank my brother, I don't
want to thank him, I don't want this.
"Honey, I said thank your brother, he was very thoughtful getting you a
nice present like that. You definitely need to take better care of your
nails and well this way you can have fun doing it."
"I don't want this, I don't care about my nails, I am not a girl," I
yelled.
Dad instantly shot up from his seat and grabbed me. He pulled me into
the kitchen and through me over his lap.
"I told you, you need to accept your punishment. We are not going over
this again, you are going to be a good little sissy and behave like the
good little girl you are. You had your chance to be the man of the house
but you decided you didn't want that. You chose door number two, well
door number two means you are going to be the woman of the house, accept
it and enjoy it."
"Now I am going to spank you, and spank you hard, you are going to
understand what happens when you don't do as your Mother, Brother or
myself ask of you."
"Dad, please don't."
"Shut up, young lady, you need to learn when to speak and when to listen,
now is the time to listen."
He shoved my head down and my ass up over his lap, he SMACKED my bottom,
WHACK. My butt burned after than one, it was the hardest I had ever been
hit in my entire life, well until about five seconds later WHACK.
Another blow rang down across my bottom, shockingly hurting more than the
first one. I was at this point on the verge of tears after only two
strikes. Hoping my spanking would soon come to an end I tried to hold
off the tears.
Fifty strikes later the floor under my head was soaked from the tears
that poured down from my eyes, I have never hurt so badly in my entire
life. My bum was red as a stop light, it hurt to move. My dad then
picked me up and fixed my pants and ordered me back into the family room
and warned I better be on my best behaviour and be very thankful for the
gifts everyone was kind enough
I entered back into the family room, ready and willing to anything I was
asked just to avoid another trip over my father's lap like the last one I
just experienced.
"Well Sweetie, I think you were about to thank your big brother for his
gift before you left," Mom said.
"Thanks for the gift."
"You can do better than that Ellen; thank your brother properly for your
manicure kit."
"Thanks Thomas for my manicure Kit, It's really nice."
"I am glad you like it, I thought it was perfect for a sissy like
yourself and well I just can't wait to see how pretty you are going to be
when you do your nails, be sure to show me when you do them."
"Yeah, ok."
Well that was over with, my stupid brother making sure he gets all the
power over me he can and embarrassing me much to the delight of my
parents. On to the next presents I guess, best get this over with as
fast as possible so I can escape to my room.
"Here Honey, this is from your father and me," mom said.
I took the pink present from her, this one was a little bigger than the
manicure kit I received from my brother, I opened the present and inside
was a stack of clothing, shorts and shirts. All clearly for a girl but
not the most feminine things I have ever seen. The shorts were all very
short compared to what I was used to but they were pretty neutral colors,
beige, black, white and denim. The shirts again where very clearly for a
girl, but they could have been a lot worse, white, light pink, yellow,
baby blue all with very short sleeves and weird necks, but nothing too
overtly feminine no bows or anything.
"I hope you like the clothes I picked out for you sweetie, with the
weather getting warmer you are going to want some cooler things, so a
couple nice tees and some cute short sets seemed like a good idea."
"Thanks Mom. They are nice," I said, not honestly but because I knew if
I didn't I would be back over Dad's lap and in tears again in moments,
and since my butt was still in extreme amounts of pain it didn't seem
like it was the best plan at least for now.
Next came another package from my parents, this one much to my dismay
contained a clothing box and once I opened it my fears were realised.
Inside where at least 10 or 12 pairs of panties and matching camisoles,
all extremely feminine, pink purple, fuchsia, baby blue and yellow. All
lacy and covered with ribbons and bows as far as the eyes could see, I
looked up to see everyone smiling if not smirking at me as if they all
already knew what I was looking at.
"Well show us what's in your pretty little present Ellen" Dad said.
I sat there frozen in my seat, I could not bear the thought of holding
these things up in front of my parents let alone in front of my brother.
"Do we need to go back to the kitchen for another trip over my lap
Ellen?" Dad asked.
Wanting to avoid that at any cost I reluctantly raised the manliest
camisole out of the box to show everyone. A baby blue camisole with a
big bow between the breasts and lace trim all around it.
"Well that is just so cute; I knew you would love it. It's going to look
so good on you," Mom said giggling.
"Oh my god, you are going to be the prettiest little fairy on the block,"
my brother laughed.
"Don't be too hard on the sissy," Dad said.
I wanted to cry, I was so humiliated and ashamed. I wanted to crawl into
a hole and never come out.
"Well show us your new panties too, I mean I bought them I know they are
in there Ellen. Don't be so shy, we all want to see your new things,"
Mom said
I held up the lacy blue panties that matched the camisole to the
amusement of everyone.
The whole room giggled.
"We will have to make sure they fit you later honey, a pretty little girl
like you certainly cant go on wearing her old boy undies anymore. You
are going to love your new panties. Since you are getting to a little
older I even picked you up one thong panty for special occasions. Oops,
I should have probably kept that between us girls, the boys don't want to
hear that."
My dad and brother laughed and giggled at my expense teasing me with
little comments when they got the chance, like, ooh, you're your
boyfriend will love you in that, and oh the little fairy loves her new
clothes.
The last package I got was once again from my parents and it contained
three nighties, all extremely feminine, pink purple and black with pink
trim. Lace and satin, "we wanted something kind of sexy for our young
lady but still comfy enough and conservative enough you can wear it
around the house in front of the men of the house."
"Well sweetie we know this has been a hard day for you, lots of changes
and new experiences, why don't you head up to bed and get some rest we
have a big day planned for the two of us tomorrow. Ellen, make sure you
put on a pair of your new panties and one of your nighties for bed. I'll
be up to check on you in a bit and if you are not dressed properly it
means trouble missy," Mom said.
I ran upstairs to my room. The first moment of freedom I have had all
night. My bottom still hurting like crazy I didn't know what to do. Do
I listen to mom and put on those stupid panties and nightie or do I
protest or better yet do I smash my piggy bank and take all my savings
and make a run for it?
Anyone who Likes this story and Is a good writer feel free to take it
over from here and do your own version of it I have changed it from my
original version to this one so I can see many different paths for this
story to evolve into. Feel free to drop me a line anytime. Thanks
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