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This is the final chapter of Barbie. It is dark and contains non-
consensual sex between minors. If this offends you, please do not read
it. All characters are products of my imagination and any resemblance to
people living or dead is mere coincidence.
KJ
Barbie 3
I watched as Lisa walked away from me. I was alone and scared. It was
already dark and I knew it wasn't safe for a young girl to be out on the
streets alone. I suspected it might be even worse for me if I were
caught. I had to get to Rosalie, but I wondered what she could do for me.
Going home in a dress was definitely not an option. I headed back to the
bus stop. The bus come along fairly soon and I walked toward the last row
where no one else was sitting. A few other people got on with me and when
I looked up I was surprised to see Joey standing in front of me.
"Is this seat taken, Barbie? Or should I say Steve?"
"Wh..What do you want?"
"Just sit here quietly or I will let everyone on this bus know your a
boy."
I didn't trust myself to speak, so I merely nodded. He put his arm around
my shoulder, effectively preventing me from escaping him.
"Just like boyfriend and girlfriend he whispered."
I was too frightened to say anything and sat there with his arm around
me. We rode for about 10 minutes when he told me we would get off at the
next stop. Once again he warned me about resisting. He took my hand and
led me off the bus. Too anyone observing us we would have looked like
boyfriend and girlfriend. He had several inches in height on me and
probably 20-30 lbs. and had a tight grip on my hand so I couldn't get
away if I wanted to. Being dressed like a girl made me feel vulnerable
and weak, and I was afraid of what he would do to me if I didn't obey
him.
"Where are we going?"
"To Carl's house."
"Why?"
"For some fun."
"Wh..what kind of fun?"
"You'll see. Now shut up sissy!"
He turned toward me and smiled. It was not a pleasant smile. We walked
for a few more minutes. I was not familiar with the neighborhood which
scared me even more. We went into an apartment building and got in the
elevator. As it started to rise Joey shocked me when he pulled me to him
and kissed me. It was not gentle. I tried to push him away but he was
too strong. He forced his tongue into my mouth. When the elevator stopped
he released me from the kiss, but grabbed my hand and pulled me down the
hall. stopping outside one of the apartments. He knocked loudly on the
door.
"Hey Carl! Open up. It's me, Joey."
Carl opened the door and Joey pushed me in, causing me to lose my balance
and fall. My skirt flipped up revealing my panties. I pulled it down and
scrambled to my feet.
Carl looked at Joey, then at me. He looked confused.
"What's this about Joey?"
"Barbie here is going to give us each a blow job, aren't you?" he said
looking at me.
I scrambled to my feet and tried to get past him and out the door, but he
grabbed me and threw me down again. Carl extended his hand and helped me
to my feet.
"What's gotten into you Joey? Leave the girl alone."
"That's no girl!"
He grabbed my wig and pulled it off.
"This little sissy is Stevie! And we all know what sissies like to do,
service real men!"
Carl looked at me. I had backed into a corner and was crying.
"Even so Joey leave him be. He isn't hurting anyone."
"This fairy danced with us at the party and let you kiss him. He could
have told us he is a guy. We've talked about what it would be like to get
a blow job. This is a perfect opportunity. He looks like a pretty girl.
Who knows, if we play it right we can make him blow us whenever we want."
He looked at me for a long moment and then at Joey.
"No, it is still wrong. I won't be a part of this. I think you should go
now Joey."
"Well if you don't want to don't. But I'm gonna have my fun with this
sissy."
"No! Please let me go."
"Shut up pansy!" said Joey.
He handed me my wig.
"Put it on and fix your lipstick. Make yourself pretty for us."
I hesitated, trying looking ofr a way out. I didn't see any.
"Don't make me hurt you!"
Seeing no other option I went to the bathroom. I started to close the
door but Joey stopped me.
"Don't close the door!"
"I have to pee."
"I always wanted to watch a girl pee." He laughed.
It was humiliating to lift my skirt, pull down my pantyhose and panties,
and sit on the toilet with Joey watching. I was shaking so badly. My eyes
were a mess, but I had no idea how to fix them. Despite my shaking hands,
I managed to repair my lipstick. I begged him one more time to let me go,
but his response was to slap my face hard, causing more tears.
"I don't want to hear any more from you. You can open your mouth to take
this."
With that remark he dropped his pants and boxers to reveal his cock. To
me it looked huge. He grabbed me by the shoulder and forced me to my
knees. He pulled my head towards his groin. I tried to resist. But he
slapped my face a couple of times and I opened my mouth.
"Start licking!"
I really had no idea what to do so I tentatively reached out with my
tongue and licked his shaft.
"That's enough Joey! Leave him alone."
Carl tried to pull Joey away from me, but Joey punched him and shoved him
knocking Carl to the floor. Carl wasn't much bigger than me and was no
match for his friend.
I was too frightened to move and when Joey turned back to me he grabbed
my head again and ordered me to take his cock in my mouth. I just wanted
to get it over with. Joey held his hands on either cheek and pumped his
cock in my mouth. It didn't take long before I tasted the semen on the
tip of his cock. Soon after that he shot his load in the back of my
mouth. To keep from choking I had to swallow it. He must have shot 3 or 4
loads before I felt him grow soft. He ordered me to clean him up. Then he
pulled away from me and dressed.
"Good job bitch! Until next time."
He laughed at me as and left, leaving me on my knees crying. Carl came
over and lifted me to my feet. He wrapped his arms around me and let me
cry. I really needed the hug and let him hold me.
"I am so sorry Barbie...er Steve. I guess I never realized what an
asshole he is."
He walked me to the sofa and held me while I sat down. I felt very weak
and scared. I was still crying and shaking all over. Carl brought me a
glass of water, then wrapped a blanket around me and held me. I felt warm
and safe and snuggled up to him.
My phone rang and I pulled away from him to get it from my purse. I
looked at the caller id and saw it was Rosalie. With all that happened I
had forgotten that she was expecting me. I turned on my phone but before
I could answer I started crying again.
"Steve, are you alright?"
"No, I was m..molested."
"Oh no! Where are you? Mom is here. We will come and get you."
"I'm at Carl's house. Please call my mom and ask her to come."
I gave her the address and she told me they would be there as soon as
possible. Then I turned back to Carl.
"You make a very pretty girl, Barbie. I thought you were the prettiest
girl at Laura's party."
I smiled through my tear s and thanked him. Then he surprised me when he
leaned over and kissed me gently on the lips. I had never thought about
kissing a boy, but I was very vulnerable and it felt good. I actually
wanted it to continue.
At that moment we heard the front door opening, and we pulled back moving
to opposite sides of the sofa. It was Carl's mother coming home from
work. She looked from one of us to the other. She had to see Carl's black
eye where Joey had hit him and clearly recognized that I had been crying
from the way my makeup was smeared.
"What's going on here Carl? How did you get that black eye and who is
this? And why was she crying? If you hurt her Carl..."
"Please Mrs. Henry, Carl did nothing wrong, he got the black eye trying
to help me."
She looked at both of us and seemed to calm down.
I was trying to figure out how to explain what happened without her
finding out I was a boy, though she would find out soon enough when my
mom got there. Before I could explain, Carl spoke up.
"Mom, this is Barbie. I met her at the Halloween party. She is new to our
school. Some boy was harassing her and I tried to stop him. That's how I
got the black eye. She was really upset so I invited her to come here
until she calmed down and I gave her water."
She turned to me.
"Are you alright now, dear?"
"I..I think so."
"Where do you live? I will take you home."
"Thank you, ma'am. M..my mom is on her way, she will be here soon."
"Well then, let's get you cleaned up your makeup is a mess."
I nodded and started to get up, but just then the doorbell rang. Mrs.
Henry answered it. It was my mom, Rosalie, and Aunt Ellen. I ran to mom
and she hugged me.
"Please take me home mom?"
"What happened Steve?"
"Steve?" asked Mrs. Henry
"I'll explain mom," said Carl.
I tried to tell mom what happened but the tears came and I couldn't talk.
Mom decided it would wait till we got home. She thanked Mrs. Henry and we
left. It didn't occur to me till much later that she didn't question why
I was dressed as a girl.
Mom sat in the back of the car with me and held me while Aunt Ellen
drove. No one said anything. She dropped us off at our house and told mom
they would talk the next day.
When we went in the house we sat at the kitchen table. I refused food but
accepted a cup of hot chocolate. Then mom asked me what happened. I told
her about spending the day with Lisa and then how Joey picked me up and
forced me to go with him to Carl's house, and how he forced me to have
oral sex. I also told her how Carl tried to help me. I was crying as I
relived it.
"I think we should go to the police, but it will mean your telling
everything, including what you were wearing. It will put you under
scrutiny. Your day in skirts will almost certainly become public
knowledge. You will be subject to much teasing and will probably lose
some friends."
"I can't let him get away with it. And everyone will probably find out
about my wearing dresses anyway. I guess I will just have to deal with
it."
Though what I said I meant, I wasn't that confident about dealing with
it.
"I'm very proud that you feel that way, but I am going to call Aunt Beth
to get a legal view."
Aunt Beth wasn't really my aunt. She was mom's best friend since
kindergarten. When mom went to med school, Aunt Beth went to law school
and was now a partner in one of the leading firms in our town. She
arrived in about 15 minutes. She said basically the same thing as mom,
but added that since we were both minors our names would not be made
public. She also said that Carl's testimony would be critical. Mom said
she would talk to Mrs. Henry in the morning. Aunt Beth hugged us both and
went home. Mom told me to shower and go to bed and told me I wouldn't be
going to school for a few days.
The next morning mom called Mrs. Henry and asked if Carl would testify.
She agreed that he would.
"Steve, we are going to the police if you still want to."
"I do."
"Before we go we need to talk."
I knew what she wanted to talk about.
"You want to know why I was dressed like a girl, right?"
"Right! So why were you?"
She knew I had been Barbie for Halloween, but didn't know about people
thinking I was a girl at the houses where we went trick or treating, or
about my dancing with Lisa as Jack Sparrow. Basically I told her that we
had fun crossdressing at the party and she convinced me I could get away
with it in public. I did not say anything about the sex play between Lisa
and me.
She asked me if I liked dressing like a girl. I felt my face turn red and
admitted to her that I did. Then she asked if I wanted to be a girl? I
told her no, but I liked wearing panties and dresses. She seemed to
accept what I said but did not comment.
Then we went to the police station and she had me tell the police what
happened. It was very traumatic for me and I cried quite a bit, but with
mom holding my hand I was able to give them the whole story, including
the fact that I was dressed like a girl. I thought the detective gave me
a funny look when I said that, but he didn't comment. When I finished my
story, he asked me why I was wearing girls' clothing and I told him it
was a game with my girlfriend. He didn't press me for more details at the
time. Mom gave him the skirt I was wearing when Joey molested me telling
him there might be DNA evidence from what appeared to be semen stains. I
prayed they weren't mine from the movies.
Lisa texted me when I didn't show up at school. I just told her I wasn't
well I was hoping she wouldn't find out what happened. Carl also texted
me to find out if I was ok. Though I had known him for years we hadn't
been close. I hoped we would become friends.
Because we were both minors, our names were not released, but a rumor got
around school that something had happened between Joey and me and that I
was dressed as a girl. As mom predicted, I was subjected to a lot of
teasing, but most of my friends stood by me and Carl took it on himself
to be my protector. Lisa made it a point to be with me a lot and would
kiss me when others were looking, to prove to them I was not gay. After a
few weeks the teasing stopped and things were close to normal, though
some kids continued to avoid me.
The semen stains on my skirt proved to be Joey's and when Carl testified
that Joey forced himself on me, he broke down and confessed. When social
services looked into Joey's home they determined had an abusive father
and his mother was gone. He would not return to live with his father. He
was expelled from school and sentenced to spend time in an adolescent
psychiatric unit. I never saw him again.
EPILOGUE
The events described took place 12 years ago. During the week I was out
of school, mom bought me a lot of girls' clothing including skirts
dresses, tops, underwear, shoes, etc. She allowed me to wear them
whenever I wanted to at home, but I was not allowed to leave the house in
girls' clothing without her permission. She took me out on occasion to
movies, restaurants, the mall, etc. We always went to another town at
least 50 miles away. Sometimes Aunt Ellen and Rosalie went with us, and
on occasion Lisa joined us.
Lisa and I dated throughout middle school and high school. We made no
commitments to each other and went our separate ways to college. Though
we kept in touch through text and email, the spark between us slowly
died. We are still friends and occasionally get together as such. She
still enjoys seeing me dressed like a girl.
After college, Rosalie and I took an apartment together. She likes my
dressing and encourages it. She has introduced me to some of her dates as
Barbie and we have had some fun with that.
Carl and I became good friends and often hung out together. He enjoyed
seeing me as Barbie, so throughout middle school and high school I often
dressed up when he was there. He is bisexual and likes girlie boys. We
have gone out on "dates", but I am not into men so the evening never ends
with more than a kiss.
Mom and Aunt Ellen often come to visit on weekends for girls' days
shopping.
I heard through the grapevine that Joey is transgendered is living as
Jasmine, but have no confirmation that it is true. If true it would be
the ultimate irony.
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