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I just wanted to say thanks to those who are showing interest in my
story. I truly appreciate the feedback. The story is getting much easier
to write for me, hopefully its getting easier to read. Anyway thank y'all
and here's part III.
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"What do you mean you want to see everything?!" I blurt out.
"Robbie please calm down," she pleads. "You have to understand how
everything you just said must sound to me. I'm trying to believe it, I
really am, but it just sounds so impossible. I promise I won't make fun
of you, I just have to see, please. Besides we've already seen each other
naked, remember? If everything you're saying is true than you won't have
anything I can't see on myself. Okay?"
I understood her concerns, and also her curiosity. We also have been
skinny dipping a few times, but that was before, well everything. I've
been this open with her, so I just nod slowly. I tell her quietly, "You
have to understand how hard this is going to be for me, but I'll do it.
My parent's haven't even seen me like that since the surgery almost a
year ago. So do you want me to just drop my clothes here in the living
room? Your parent's are due home soon aren't they?"
She shook her head. "No, Dad is at some engineering conference in Seattle
for the weekend and won't be back till Tuesday. Mom is pulling a double,
one of the ER nurses got her to cover for her, so she won't be home till
after 11. C'mon and we can go to my room okay?" She gently grabbed my
hand and led me upstairs.
My heart was racing as we got to her room, she closed the door and locked
it. "I guess no time like the present," I muttered, and proceeded to take
off my sweatshirt and grimaced from the discomfort from my bound chest. I
could see the concern on her face but I continued. I pulled off my damp
t-shirt, still wet from all my sweating today. My skin that was visible
around the ace bandages were all splotchy and raw from the heat and
irritation. "Oh my God," I heard her say. I asked her if she was still
sure about this and she just nodded so I turned my back to her and
started peeling off the bandages. I whimpered when the bandages came free
and blood started flowing freely into my breasts again, this hurts worse
than when I bind them.
"Are you ok?" she asked, concern obvious in her voice.
"Yeah they just complain for a bit after I let them free is all. Here
goes nothing, you did say everything," I said. I stepped out of my socks
and shoes and unclasped my belt. The oversize jeans then just fell off
with only gravity helping. After I slid off my boxers I just stood there
with my back to her taking some deep breaths I started to turn around.
Even though I had my hands positioned to hide my nipples and my crotch,
Jen's eyes almost popped out of her head. "I told you" I remarked.
She gently pulled both of my hands to my side and stepped back covering
her mouth with her hands, clearly stunned. I just stood there quietly as
she took in my full breasts, my tightly muscled body, and my smooth
crotch. A few moments later she slowly stepped forward with her hand
reaching out, and before I realized what she was doing she gently
caressed my breast. It wasn't anything sexual or even sensuous, but it
felt like there was a shock that startled both of us back into the
moment.
"Oh my God they're real!!" she exclaimed. "I believed what you told me,
or I tried to. Seeing it though, oh my God. This is amazing!"
"It's not near as amazing from my point of view, trust me. Now you know
everything, you've seen everything," I say with emotions starting to
resurface. "Now you know why I've been a loner, why I've shut people out.
I'm so... I'm so so sorry I shut you out, can you ever forgive me." I
start to tremble slightly as tears start running down my cheeks again. Am
I ever going to run out of these things?
She just gently steps up and wraps me in a gentle hug and said, "I
understand why you did what you did, but I just wish you had of known
that you could have trusted me. I'm sorry too that you didn't know that."
We embraced for several minutes until we both had cried until we couldn't
cry anymore. Before she let me go she whispered in my ear, "In case you
haven't realized it, you are beautiful. But you need a shower BAD,
because you stink!" She was smirking as she was holding her nose when she
stepped back.
"Yeah, well wearing all those layers, and the 'excitement' from today I
sweated a lot more than usual. Just hand me my clothes and Ill shower
when I get home," I stated.
"No these things are nasty, you're not putting them back on until I wash
them. Look just go shower in my bathroom across the hall and I'll go
throw these in the washer," she said fussing at me.
"Oh really? Just then what am I supposed to wear when I get out? Or do
you just want me to walking around naked the rest of the evening?" I
chastised her.
"Oh. I didn't think that far ahead." She giggled, damn her laugh is
infectious. "Give me a minute." She then dug through her desk drawer and
pulled out a measuring tape and proceeded to take measurements. She was
busying herself and muttering to herself, "Okay a bit smaller in the
waist and hips, um wow bigger in the chest." Thankfully she didn't
comment on the few bruises I had from today's excitement, I did notice
her grimace a few times though. Finally, she handed me a plain bathrobe
and shooed me to the bathroom and just told me, "I'll have something when
you get out."
"Oh great" I mused and started picturing her handing me skirts and
blouses, there is no way she's getting me in a dress. I really did need a
shower though, so I turned the water on and hopped in. It took me a few
minutes to find the appropriate items with all the different bottles of
stuff she had in the tub. Why couldn't they just be labeled soap and
shampoo, and why did everything have to have some exotic flower scent?
After I finished drying off I started to put the robe on and was just a
bit self-conscious, the damn thing was about 5 inches from my knees.
Slightly blushing I head back into her room.
The minute I walked into her room she started handing me items to wear,
she had a small pile of stuff on her bed she was sorting through. I
looked at what was in my hands, when I saw they were panties I blurted
out, "No way!"
"Ugh, look your boxers are in the washer, they are just plain cotton
underwear nothing more. Besides they will fit you better since you're
smaller than me in the hips, these are some older ones of mine I can't
wear anymore. Just try them on okay," she started pleaded. I hate it when
she does that, while giving me her sad puppy dog eyes. I always give in,
just like now.
Keeping my robe on I slid on the so called underwear, trying not to think
of them as panties. They actually fit fairly well, and actually felt
pretty comfortable, I wasn't about to let her know that though. Next item
she handed me were some plain denim shorts, which I didn't fuss about and
slid them up. Then she handed me two more items and said, "I advise you
to put on the sports bra, but you don't have to if you don't want. It
will keep bouncing to a minimum though." I thought I'd just pass until I
saw my nipples protruding prominently through the t-shirt. So I yanked
the tee off and pulled the sports bra on over my head followed by the
tee. It didn't feel too bad; I mean it was snug but it wasn't painful
like the bandages. I then looked into the mirror and was stunned by the
sight that reflected back at me. Other than my short hair and my thick
eyebrows I saw a teen-age girl, one that with some effort could be cute
maybe, but with a fantastic figure. The shorts being a bit loose hung on
her hips, and the snug tee showed off her breasts, there was a tiny bit
of midriff showing since the tee didn't meet the shorts fully. If my head
wasn't on her body, I'd almost call her sexy. I shuddered as my psyche
took a huge blow at that realization. I had always looked at parts of my
body but never my body as a whole. If that makes any sense at all.
When I turned from the mirror she noticed me looking upset and her
expectant look turned sour really quick. "What's wrong? Do they not fit
ok? I picked the least girly items that I thought would fit, I promise."
I smiled weakly. "No the clothes are fine, really. They fit better than
anything I've worn since... Well since before I can remember honestly.
It's just that when I looked in the mirror I saw me. I gestured at
myself. "Like all of me at the same time, you know, and it caught me off
guard. So what's next? You going to do my hair, makeup or maybe a
manicure?" I joked lightly.
She smiled gently saying, "No I haven't planned to do those things,
unless you want to?" She giggled. "Honestly I thought since you are
dressed we could just go downstairs and study till your clothes are dry.
No need lying to your Mom, since you said that's what we were going to
do."
I laughed at that and nodded my head. So that's what we did, just study.
Occasionally she would fuss at me when I would subconsciously drop to my
practiced voice, telling me I didn't have to do that around her. Every
now and then I would notice that she would just start giving me a sly
smile, I didn't figure out why though. About 7:30 I asked her about my
clothes and she just got a look of panic and shot up towards the laundry
room. I laughed knowing she forgot to stick them in the dryer. I started
thinking that I should have been watching the clock like a hawk, to be
able to get back into my clothes as quickly as humanly possible. While I
felt awkward sitting here wearing my best friend's clothes, girl clothes
at that, I felt oddly comfortable. The shirt was soft and felt good on my
skin, the panties weren't bunching up like my boxers do, even the bra,
while confining, wasn't uncomfortable. What is happening to me? Then I
realized something, this whole time of sitting down here that Jen was
just treating me like me.
"Sorry I completely forgot about your clothes," she said sheepishly,
interrupting my thoughts, when she came back into the living room. I
couldn't help but laugh and say it's okay. "Hey are you hungry?" She
asked.
I nodded so we went off into the kitchen I gasped when she started
pulling out frozen dinners. "No way am I going to let a friend eat frozen
dinners on a Friday night! Let's see what we have in the fridge." I
started rooting around in the fridge and cupboards to see what I could
make.
"Oh you going to cook me something? I didn't know you cooked too," she
joked, but she was definitely thinking something. At this point of the
day after everything that had happened I was afraid to ask so ignored it.
"Yeah I cook; I love to cook. Look my Mom is a great cook, but for saving
time it's like she rotates the same 10 things year around. I started
teaching myself just to have a better variety," I smirked. "Ah ha, this
will work," I said as I started pulling stuff out on the counter.
"Well a girl could get used to this, go ahead and spoil me!" She
demanded, laughingly so.
"I don't think so princess, I'm going to make you work! Here thaw and
peel these," I ordered as I handed her a bag of frozen shrimp.
She tried to pout, but through her laughter couldn't manage a convincing
pout at all. She got to work as I started a pot of chicken broth and
started dicing up an onion. We talked and joked while we both worked on
dinner for the next 45 minutes. The shrimp asparagus risotto turned out
perfect, it was one of my favorite and best dishes I can make. I thought
maybe I am spoiling her, but since she's still here after today she
deserves a bit of spoiling.
We were about half way done with our meal and we were so involved in our
conversation that neither of us heard the door open. I was in the middle
of saying something when I noticed Jen's eyes grow wide then I heard her
mom speak.
"Oh my God! Girls that smells wonderful, so Jennifer who is your new
friend?" Mrs. Cook said.
I spun around in panic and faced her, it took a few seconds for it to
register with her and then her eyes opened wide. "Robbie? I thought I
heard a girl's voice?!?" she said in shock. I jumped up without another
word and ran to the laundry room and started pulling my clothes out of
the dryer as quickly as possible. Jen was right behind me.
"Jennifer Ann Cook you better tell me just what in the hell is going
on!!" her Mom demanded.
"MOM!! Hold on for just a minute!" she yelled back. As she put her hands
on my shoulders, she said much more gently, "Robbie, stop. It's going to
be okay, just calm down. We can explain this to her, we have to. C'mon
let's go back in the kitchen. You can do this."
With all the stress from the day I was so emotionally spent it was all I
could do to keep from just collapsing in the floor at that very moment. I
just let her lead me back into the kitchen, never looking up to see her
mother.
"Well young lady and young man I am waiting for an explanation!" her mom
demanded.
"MOM, stop! We'll explain everything just give us a second," Jen fired
back. The gently she put her arounds around my shoulders and said softly
to me, "Do you want me to tell her or do you want to?"
I said, "You do it, I just can't right now." The tears yet again started
to flow from my eyes.
It took almost an hour for Jen to relate the story with her Mom's
interruptions and questions. I answered some that Jen couldn't, but for
the most part I let her talk. Through the talk her mom got less and less
angry for me being dressed in Jens clothes. A few "Oh dears," and "poor
babies" got thrown out, toward the end she just came around the island we
were sitting at and wrapped me in a hug and kissed me on the top of the
head.
"Sweetie I am so sorry, I had no idea. Your Mom had told me that you've
been going through some struggles, but never in a hundred years could I
have imagined this. I'm sorry I came at you two like I did," she said
trying to comfort me.
Jen, trying to lighten the mood, said, "Well... Mom for one thing you
weren't supposed to be home for another hour and a half." Her Mom and I
both stared at her for a second and started laughing. I don't think I'll
ever get used to the feeling of laughing and crying at the same time.
Mrs. Cook fixed her a plate and sat around the table and talked with us
while we all finished eating. I wasn't in the mood to eat anymore since I
was still sniffling from time to time, but joined in the conversation
when I could. A little bit later the phone rang and I noticed the time,
10:00. Crap! Mom's going to kill me.
Mrs. Cook answered the phone. "Hello? Oh hey Jane, yes he's still here...
I'm so sorry it's my fault, he had offered to cook us a meal and the time
got away from us all... No he cooked a shrimp asparagus rice dish... Yeah
risotto, that's what he called it... Okay, I'll get them to wrap it up
and I'll send him home... Okay, talk to you soon, bye."
"So am I dead when I get home?" I asked.
"No she was worried about you sweetie, we all have been lately. She
seemed surprised that you cooked for us, but she sounded glad that you
did. You do need to get home though," Mrs. Cook said as she patted my
shoulder. I just nodded and saw Jen had already grabbed my clothes.
I was half undressed when I thought about it. "Wait a minute!! What's
your mom going to think me changing in front of you?"
"She knows I saw you earlier Robbie, if she has a problem I'll talk to
her later," she said as she hugged me again. As I started to pull down my
panties she said, "Keep them on, I already said they don't fit me
anymore. They're yours okay." I just nodded and pulled them back up,
strangely the thought of wearing them wasn't bothering me as much. They
were more comfortable than my boxers at least, but I'm not going to let
Jen know that. I started to pull the bra off Jen said, "Leave it on, with
your baggy sweatshirt you won't be able to notice your boobs anyway.
You're not binding with these anymore though, we will figure something
else out."
Fully dressed I looked in the mirror and she was right, you couldn't
really notice my breasts unless you knew what you were looking for.
Seeing the baggy jeans, and baggy shirt wasn't giving me the same feeling
it used to though. I wasn't sure what it was exactly but it wasn't as
comforting as it had been to see my shapeless form. Maybe I'm just
exhausted so I quit worrying about it. She handed me a bag with my boxers
and stuff and she walked me to my car.
I also had to know something so I asked her, "Jen why did you keep giving
me those funny looks while we were studying. Don't deny it because I saw
you, this weirds you out doesn't it?"
"It does kinda weird me out a bit to be honest, but that's not why I was
doing that. Robbie there were several times while we were studying when
you quit being self-conscious about the clothes and you weren't hiding
anymore. I started seeing you again."
"Huh? Seeing me? Hell you saw me naked in your room earlier..." I
stammered.
Softer she responded, "Robbie I'm not talking about that, I mean I
started seeing you." She softly pointed at my heart and grabbed me in a
hug. "I started seeing my best friend coming back, and I'm so happy to
see you again. All the other stuff doesn't matter in the least. Oh by the
way I put something in the bag for you to sleep in, I guarantee you'll
like it." With that she let me go and winked at me. Oh lord I'm almost
afraid to know what it is now. We said our goodbyes and I headed home to
face the music, when I noticed I felt better than I have felt in...
Honestly I don't know when.
*****To be continued in Part IV*****
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