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Chapter two: Paying Brenda
10 Paying Brenda
The next time I went to Brenda's house I anonymously left Brenda the money
for all three packages in change that I put into her piggy bank. Now I
reckoned that fate would let me keep my new purchased panties and I left
it at that. Result: fate would now judge.
I finally dared open one of the packages when I got home. However for
self-punishment as a bonus to help my karma score I did not wear them for
a whole week. Every day I left the pair I would have loved wearing under
my pillow and left them there all day.
Eventually I released myself and let myself become a girl again. Sunday
evening I practiced girly hand writing while wearing my regular panties. I
wrote "I love wearing pretty clothes." two hundred times. I signed every
one with the name Penny.
Monday morning I wore the "Monday" pair to school. It was so great that I
could do something so feminine and not have anyone complain. Monday
evening I threw out half of the boy underwear and then a pair or two every
week until they were all gone a month later. From then on I exclusively
wore frilly girl's panties all the time; partly because I didn't have a
choice but mostly because I wanted to. I was still very careful while
changing.
11 Paying Mother
It was strange but Mother never noticed that I never put any underwear in
the wash. I figured that if she got suspicious there was no underwear then
she might suspect I wasn't wearing any at all. Then she would start
checking me every day.
I concluded the best way would be to start washing my own clothes. This in
itself was suspicious to her but since it was to her benefit she just took
note that I did wash once a week and wasn't leaving anything to smell up
for weeks. I always did all my own washing including my panties every
week.
Mother didn't realize that this was now my girly chore and I was becoming
more girly. I seemed to fight other chores and especially boy chores. She
just thought I am growing up and I want to look especially nice to impress
girls. She had caught me once practicing kissing a girl's photograph and
pretended that she didn't see.
We had a clothes dryer but I really wanted to put my panties on a clothes
line like Brenda's mother had. Then the neighbors may ask, "Who is the
princess staying at your house with the pretty pink panties?" It was way
too early in life to introduce my parents to the girl sharing my room
considering that they may ask her to move out and I certainly could not
have that.
I thought about using Brenda's clothes line when they were away because
they had no neighbors on the other side. But I thought my parents may
suspect something. I wanted to dare when I knew my parents would be away
for a few hours but then I was still too chicken to hang my lingerie in
public.
12 I buy myself a nightgown
It made me mad that I missed that opportunity. Not like Halloween when I
choose purposely not to be a girl character even though I would have
gotten to wear a nurse uniform or other dress.
I did make a plan to use next Halloween to help satisfy my feminine
cravings. I had three months to save up my money and find an occasion
where I was able to look at one of Brenda's nightgowns to find the tag and
get the size. I figured I better get one size bigger since I won't get
another chance to buy another for a long time.
I went to a second hand store and picked out two. The knee length one was
white fairly plain with a little bit of ruffle and the floor length one
was pink with ribbons and lace. I strode up to the counter like I owned
the place.
I told the lady that my young sister is going as Cinderella and Mother is
going to keep her candy to buy her a doll instead. My brother and I get
all her candy if we go as the ugly step sisters. I continue, "Plus since I
am the one daring to come in here I get first choice. He gets stuck with
the 'purdy' pink princess one, ha-ha."
That long winded explanation seemed plausible enough that the lady did not
take offence with me buying the two nightgowns. Either that or she was
just too bored to care. I really tried to hush down my excitement enough
to make it out of the store without the lady getting suspicious.
I was wearing panties every day for almost two years and now I also got to
sleep in a nightgown every night. I even bought myself a pink poodle
pajama dog at the second hand store but I waited until there was a
different sales lady. I was too scared to put it on my bed in case I was
found out.
I was secretly becoming more of a girl since I started this exploration
two years earlier. Ever since that first day I would make a fuss whenever
I got my hair cut so it was left a little longer every time. No one even
realized how feminine I was becoming but I sure did and I loved it.
13 I need new panties
It was time I got new panties since mine were almost two years old and
getting really tight. So I had to get more panties but I could not get
past having to explain to the sales lady that they were for me. So I
decided to scope them out without looking like I was the least bit
interested.
I waited until it was a busy day then pretended I was waiting for my
mother while she shopped for my sister. There were often two shoppers and
sometimes three but just in case they knew that each other did not have me
for a son, I had waited until there was a day that four women were
shopping.
I had to pretend I was really bored but I did not want to appear be too
bored that I was a bother and they asked to speak to my mother who was not
even there. I wandered around the children's section of Sears looking at
everything while looking like I was not looking at anything. I avoided all
the ladies as much as I could while hunting my treasure.
I previously looked at the size number on mine and just figured I should
have a larger number. Now armed with that educated guess, I looked for the
frilliest pair with the bigger number. I went back and forth through the
whole department and every time I ended up in the panties area, I would
check out the size of at least one package.
14 I buy myself panties
When no one was looking I picked up three new packages of my favorite
seven days a week panties and took them to the cashier. I paid asking her
to hurry so I could go get my ice-cream for being so helpful. That seemed
to relax her and she did hurry and even said enjoy your ice-cream for
being such a good helper.
I got away with it. I actually bought my own frilly panties that I could
now wear every day and even to school like I did for the last year and a
half with my 'sleepover' panties. And now with three packages of seven I
could wait to wash them an extra week by wearing my older ones if I did
not get any easy opportunity.
I had planned to buy five packs of panties but they cost double what I
expected. Luckily I had checked the price before going to the checkout.
When I got home I immediately started saving up to pay Brenda's bank the
extra for the panties I bought from her since I had not paid enough.
I wrote up a contract to wear the panties and attached the receipt. I used
my most girly hand writing with little hearts and everything plus I had
signed Penny as I had practiced all the previous year. Result: I was on
top of the world.
15 Brenda's new swimsuit
Then next morning I was so happy wearing my new contract panties. About an
hour later I saw what Brenda went out to sun tan. She was more of a tomboy
last year and she wore a one piece pink bathing suit with a tiny skirt
that of course her mother really liked. She would have preferred trunks
and a t-shirt. You couldn't have paid her to sun tan last year.
She was much less of a tomboy this year especially in her new two piece
bathing suit as she lay sun tanning in her back yard. It wasn't so much
that she got such a hot suit and I just had old trunks. It was that it
called attention to her boobs, well hinted actually while trying not to be
that obvious.
She started wearing bras two years ago when she was ten but she only ever
wore them when it was mandatory. She much preferred the girl undershirts
called vests. I struck it from my mind as something that I could never
ever have so I totally avoided the subject.
Now she was almost twelve years old and had grown up size boobs, small but
still bigger than any of the girls in my class. She wore a two piece suit
like the grown up girls and almost every day after that she was sun
tanning. Even her marvelous tan lines made me jealous.
This made me realize it was time for me to grow up as well. I understood
very early on that I really like wearing girl clothes even if I never have
a girl's shape. And part of growing up for a girl is getting to wear bras.
I decide I better buy a bra before it gets past when I should have already
developed.
16 I decide I need a bra
Now that I think about Brenda wearing a bra all day long I get so jealous
I could barely stand it. I could see the faint outline under her blouse, I
could see the bulge of the hook behind her back, and I could see when she
reached through her shirt to adjust it. Every time I wished that would be
me with my own bra holding my own girl shape breasts.
Every time I saw one of her bras hanging on the line I studied the shape
and tried to imagine the feel. I also calculated that she wore it for two
or three days before changing it. I snuck into her room several times
before I saw one and could get a look at the size. I wanted to try it on
but figured she may never forgive me.
A boy my age should not be wondering about girl clothes and looking at
this stuff but I guess to me it's nothing. The fact is that I have an
infliction for wearing girl clothes. And, yes, I do wear girlie clothes as
often as I can although I cannot explain the appeal to a boy. I might as
well be honest about it; I like my girl side perhaps too much.
I've come to realize now that this will never go away by itself. Now I
even had such a hunger for my own bra. Do you know what it feels like to
have something so close to your grasp and not be able to wear it? Do you
know that agony? I decided to see if I could possibly do something. I made
it my mission to change this situation, but fast.
Yes now my goal in life is to get and wear my own bra. I even rationalize
that if I wore a bra that I'd feel more grown up and would probably act
more grown up too.
Lizbeth
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