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Tales From the 'Faux Fillies' Dressing Room.
Cross-Dressing and Transgendered Tales by Maria Ski
The dressing room was a hive of activity as the girls of 'Faux Fillies'
got ready to go home after a busy night. Alexia smiled sweetly as she
opened a bottle of 'Chateau Picard' white wine and poured a glass for
each of the assembled girls.
"So," Alexia said, "who has a tale to tell?"
"I do," answered Jessica an auburn haired beauty said, "I call my little
tale..."
Caught by Mum...!
It was a wet Saturday afternoon during the school summer holidays. The
rain was gently drumming a soft tattoo against the windows. James was
home alone as his mother and sister had gone out for the day. James
smiled to himself because, with his mother and sister out, he could
indulge in his secret hobby. For James, an 18 year old, liked to dress
in his sister's clothes and for a brief time become his femme self
Jessica. He was always careful making sure he put things back as he
found them. But there was always the chance he would get caught or found
out. James suspected that his sister knew, but she hadn't told their
mother.
Putting down his game controller he made his way to his sister's,
Louise, room. James knew what he wanted to wear, Louise had just got a
new skirt and top along some matching shoes. And he so wanted to try
them on. On his way to her room James stopped to collect a sports bag
from his room.
Louise's room screamed 'Girl'. Her bed was covered with pastel pink bed
sheets and duvet cover. Posters of various male hunks covered the walls
and various stuffed toys covered her bed and chair. James placed his
sports bag down by the side of the bed. He ignored all the various
distractions and went to Louise's mirrored wardrobe where he knew the
objects of his quest were...
He drank in the scent of the clothes as he opened the wardrobe doors,
they had a slight flowery scent. James smiled to himself as he found the
items he was looking for, a black knee length leather skirt and a white
long sleeved roll neck pullover. Feeling the softness of the fabric of
the pullover a slight chill came over him. James carefully placed the
skirt and top on his sister's bed. Locating the matching shoes he
smiled, they had a slightly higher heel than he was used to, but they
matched the skirt. James placed the shoes by the bed. And opened the
sports bag from which he removed his foundation garments. He had learnt
from research on the internet that there were items available to help
boys like him achieve a female shape. James had several of these items
which he laid out next to the skirt and top.
Taking a breath James undressed, and folded his male clothes and placed
them in the sports bag. Putting on a flesh coloured gaff he adjusted his
'boy bits' until he was comfortable and had a flat female front. A black
pair of panties and a padded panty brief followed, he had purchased
these items himself. Satisfied he had the female shape he desired he put
a flesh coloured bra on and inserted his breast forms. He was
disappointed that he lacked a wig an item which was next on his purchase
list.
Hold up stockings followed. The skirt was lined, so he didn't require a
half slip. He slowly stepped into it fastening and zipping it up with
ease, smoothing the skirt he noticed that it was a perfect fit over his
faux curves. Shaking his head at the coincidence he smiled as the top
slipped over his head. James smoothed everything he was wearing and
walked towards the mirrored doors. Whilst admiring his faux female
reflection James wished he had a wig and could do his own make up
because he truly wanted to see what he would look like as a girl, but
for know the image before him would have to do.
James relished the stolen moments he could spend en-femme, he sometimes
thought that perhaps he should have been born a girl. Leaving the sports
bag by his sister's bed he headed down stairs to the kitchen. The clicks
of the heels against the kitchen floor were strangely relaxing and
bought yet another smile to James' face.
With that Jessica decided she needed a drink. Pouring herself a glass of
orange juice Jessica sat down on a stool at the breakfast bar. And she
started to read the copy of 'Femme' magazine which was lying on the top.
A particular article caught her interest. It was about boys like her who
wished to be girls Jessica got so engrossed in reading she didn't hear
the front door open. So it was as she was reading...
"I knew I get to meet you one day," James' mother said, "I see you're
wearing the clothes I bought you."
"Mum...!" James turned around and looked at his mother, "I'll go and
change..." He paused. "My clothes?" he looked at his mother. "My
clothes. I thought that..."
"They're your clothes and there is no need for you to change." His
mother paused and smiled. "Why do you think the skirt and top fit you so
well?" she chuckled, "Louise saw what you're wearing in a photograph on
your laptop. She knew that you've been wearing her clothes. She spoke to
me and so she thought it would be nice if you had some women's clothes
of your own." She stepped closer to her cross-dressed son. "And I can't
really call you James when you're dressed as a girl. So what do I call
you?"
James hung his head, "I chose the name Jessica." He gave a wan smile.
"Call me Jessica mum..."
"Jessica, a pretty name for a pretty girl." She held out her hand. "Come
with me Jessica and I'll make you prettier than ever."
Jessica, as we'll now call James, took her mothers offered hand as she
stood up.
"You're not angry with me mum?" Jessica asked. "I've not crossed a line
or anything?" She looked at her mother. "I've not upset Louise?"
"No my dear Jessica," her mother said with a smile, "You should have
come and talked to me. But that is in the past." She paused. "As I said
come with me I have another surprise for you."
Jessica went with her mother wondering what surprise she had in store
for her. Her mother opened her bedroom door. "Go and sit at my vanity
Jessica," she smiled. "I'm going to make you beautiful." Her mother
covered the mirror with a blanket. "Do you trust me Jessica?" she asked,
"Because you'll love your surprise."
Her mother set to work, she shaped Jessica's eyebrows giving them a
delightful feminine arch, she looked for any stray hairs, and the
proceeded to apply makeup to Jessica's face. First she applied a light
foundation, a dusting of face powder, eye-liner, eye-shadow, mascara, a
subtle hint of blush and lipstick. Her mother hadn't finished, she told
Jessica to close her eyes. Her mother brushed out a soft auburn long
haired wig. Which she placed on to Jessica's head brushing into an
extremely feminine style which she though would suit Jessica. Jessica's
new look had her hair gently touching her shoulders so she looked like
a girl her age.
"Are you ready for the big reveal Jessica?" her mother asked. And
Jessica nodded.
The blanket was removed from the mirror. Jessica's mouth dropped open, a
young woman looked back at her, and there was no trace of James.
"Wow," Jessica whispered, "I look..." Jessica stood up.
"Beautiful Jessica," her mother replied. "And I'll teach you. I'll teach
you how to do your own make up. You don't need to hide any more."
"I... I..." Jessica smiled. "I don't need to hide. I can be Jessica?"
"Darling you can be Jessica openly." Her mother hugged Jessica. "I
always knew I had a second daughter." She broke the hug. "Now we've got
to go to 'Earhart's Diner' to meet your sister."
Jessica had never left the house whilst dressed, but encouraged by her
mother she left the house. No one guessed that she was male, even the
waitress who knew James failed to recognise Jessica. Who was introduced
as Louise's cousin. And Louise loved having a sister as she welcomed
Jessica with open arms. Louise was also the one who guessed that Jessica
was here to stay.
Jessica took a sip of wine. And looked at the assembled audience with a
smile. "That was a few years ago. And I've not looked back." She
grinned. "I wouldn't be here if I hadn't been caught by my mother."
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