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Happy to be me Part 1 By Bonnie Lea There have been many ways that my story could have gone. Sometimes imagination does run a little wild, but when the tale hits you a certain way, there is no other choice but go with the feeling and enjoy it. My real name is Bob but you can think of me as Bonnie Lea. I am more comfortable being addressed that way, as you will soon see. As I sit in front of the mirror, putting on my makeup and anticipating another fantastic night out I look back on how the whole saga started. Boy tries on sister's and mom's clothes, but figures he grew out of it. Boy meets girl in college and become best friends. Girl sees how much boy enjoys seeing her clothes and helping her shop. Girl convinces boy to start to wear her clothes. Boy begins to feel more comfortable in them, they go out in public and fun ensues. It all started very innocently enough. My parents divorced when I was young and my older sister, Kari, and I lived with my mom. We got to stay in our original house because of the settlement and my dad moved far away, so I did not see him much. Mom had a good job so I was in the care of my sister. It might seem highly unusual but we got along great. She helped me out when I had some homework problems and if she thought I might get into some trouble. I loved being around her and looked forward to some of the games we played. One day when she was 14 and I was 9, we had the whole day to ourselves. Kari had started to blossom and she was getting a very nice selection of clothes, make-up, and accessories that a young girl needed. I sat and watched her get dressed one day and told her how pretty she looked. She looked at me as I absentmindedly fondled a bra that was lying on her bed. "You know what", Kari said. "I always wanted to have a little sister and I think you would be really cute. Would you let me dress you up in some of my older things so I could have a sister for a little while?" She knew that I always loved to be around her and wanted to do things with her so I said ok without even thinking about what it would involve. I never saw her become happy so fast as she jumped up from her vanity. She went to one of her dresser drawers, which I later discovered held her lingerie, and pulled out a bra and panties set that no longer fit her. She handed me the panties and told me to go into my room, take off my clothes and put them on. And when I was done I was to come back to her room. I obeyed what she said and hurried down to my room. After shutting the door, I took off my clothes and started to slide the panties up my leg. I immediately felt something different. These did not feel like my underwear. The softness of the panties made me feel different and I kind of liked it. I looked in my mirror and saw that these panties were yellow and they had a black bow in the front of them. They sure made my boy parts feel a little strange. But I didn't know any better so I opened the door and headed back to Kari's room. As I entered her room Kari smiled and held up one of her first bras. "Come over here Bob and hold your arms in the air." I did what I was told as she slipped the straps down my arms and as I lowered them she buckled the back. She then took a pair of socks and stuffed the front so I looked like I had some shape to my chest. It felt very odd wearing what I had seen her and mom putting on, but I did not object. She then took me by my hand and led me over to her vanity. "Sit down here so I can put a little makeup on you. You would probably be too young to wear this but since you are going to be my sister for today I think it will be ok." As I sat down she told me to put my hands in my lap while she got a few things out. I had seen mom and her applying some of this to their faces but I never knew what they were for. All I know is that after they were done I thought they looked very pretty. She put some liquid on my face and then applied some powder to that. She then took a pencil and drew a line on the upper eyelid. When she was satisfied with that she put some color to my eyelids and then took out a little brush and did something to my lashes. The final touch was some lipstick on my lips. As she brushed out my hair she told me not to look in the mirror until she was finished with everything. She then took me by the hand again and led me to her closet. Kari put her fingers to her face as if she was studying everything in her closet. After solving the puzzle, she reached in and took out a very colorful flowered dress, that I later found out was a sun dress. I was instructed again to lift my arms. The feeling of that fabric flowing against my skin as it shimmied down by body is something I have never forgotten. As she zipped up the back I heard her say, "We are going to have some fun today, sis." Taking me by the hand one more time she led me to her full-length mirror attached to her door. As I looked at the reflection I could not believe it was me. All I saw was a young girl standing there with her big sister beaming behind her. We went downstairs and prepared lunch for ourselves. Kari was so thrilled to have a younger sister to do things with. As we sat there and ate she did what I would suspect an older sister would do. She showed me the proper way to sit, making sure that I smoothed out my dress as I sat down. She told me to cross my legs and make sure that they were always together, "because there are some bad boys who love to look up your dress to see your panties." We had fun carrying on a conversation as if we were two young sisters enjoying each other's company. After lunch, we cleaned up the kitchen, making sure to put everything away. Kari then took me upstairs again and, to my surprise, brought out a few of her old dolls and some of her stuffed animals. "You never got a chance to see just what 2 sisters would do to enjoy themselves so we are going to play with our dolls. We can dress them and make them ready to go out on their special dates." I followed her lead and we had so much fun during the afternoon that we almost forgot to get me changed back before mom got home. It was no more than a half an hour that I got my boy clothes back on when mom came in. "So, did the two of you have fun today?" she asked. Kari looked over at me and said, "Yes mom, we had such a good time today." Mom looked over at me. "Bob, were you good to your sister today." "Yes mom, she really took care of me today. She is the best." Mom was so happy that she could trust us to behave that she said that there might be a few more days like this during the next month and that if I didn't mind Kari would be watching me again. I nodded my head and Kari just smiled. We did play again a few more times until I think Kari got a little bored with playing games with me, since she was getting older and wanted to do things with her girlfriends and look forward to dating boys. I would still sneak into her room when she was not there and pull out a few of her things and dress myself. Once I became a teenager myself I kind of lost interest in my sister's things and started to notice girls myself. I sometimes would catch myself thinking about what they had on underneath their clothes and thinking just how cute some of their outfits were. I must admit that my wanting to dress up started to fade away since I was more interested in going out with girls than wanting to look like them. I did date a few girls from my school and enjoyed their company. As I look back on that time I think that I probably paid more attention to them as friends than as what most teenage boys would boast about. Sure, there was some petting and some sex, but it was something that we mutually looked for. After high school, it was on to college and a whole new set of experiences. Between the parties, studying and just hanging about I had the time of my life. It was during my sophomore year that I became friends with. Melanie. We met at a football game where mutual friends introduced us. We began to talk and found that we had a lot of mutual interests. She had a boyfriend at the time and I was dating one of my classmates but we wound up becoming very good friends. Some people say that it is impossible for a guy and a girl to be just friends, but we proved a lot of people wrong. Melanie and I would meet at the coffee shop once or twice a week just to drink some coffee and gab. At times, I almost felt like I was talking to my older sister, since there seemed to be nothing that we could not talk about. Little did I know that our closeness would play such a huge role in my life later. After graduation, we found ourselves in the same city for our jobs. We decided that it would be fun to get an apartment in the same building. Neither of us were dating the people we saw in college anymore so we spent more time together, talking about dating and what we should be looking for in a partner. One day Melanie went out shopping to the local mall. She said that she wanted to look for a few things so I said I would accompany her. We went into Macy's where she immediately went to the lingerie department. As she looked around my mind kind of drifted a bit and I unconsciously started to thumb through the bra section. I didn't know that she was watching me all the while. She bought what she needed and she then said she needed a new blouse and would I mind holding on to her bag while she tried a few things on. I said I would not mind and she immediately gave me her bag and purse to hold. She put it on my shoulder and said to keep an eye on it. It never dawned on me that I was standing in the middle of the woman's department with a purse over my shoulder holding on to a lingerie bag. She smiled and winked at me and headed to the dressing room. A young sales girl came up to me and asked if I needed any help. I told her that I was waiting for my friend to try a few things on and she said if I needed anything else to let her know and she would be more than happy to assist me. I thanked her, still not thinking of how I looked standing there. She eyed me up and down, almost looking like she was making some mental notes, but I brushed it off as a flirtatious look. I found out later that it was not the case. After Melanie tried on a few things and modeled them for me, she bought a few of them and thanked me for coming along with her. "It's nice to have someone like you come around with me and help me pick out a few things. You definitely have great taste in women's clothes," she said. I just smiled and told her that living with 2 very fashion conscious women made me appreciate what they went through shopping. She shook her head as we left the store and headed out for a quick lunch. She ordered a salad and, not wanting to make her wait for things, I ordered the same thing. I laughed and said, "We all have to watch our figure, you know." That brought a wide grin from her as we sat and talked. After a week went by from our shopping trip, Melanie invited me over to dinner and to watch a movie. She said to just make it casual tonight since we would stay in tonight. It was a warm night and because we were not going to leave the building I decided to wear a pair of shorts and a casual shirt over. I walked in as she was finishing making dinner. We sat down and had a nice meal. After we cleaned the dishes she let me to the couch as we sat down to watch a movie. It was her selection tonight and I was a little surprised when she suggested we watch "The Danish Girl", the story of the first true male to female sex change. I thought it was an odd selection but I went along with it. It was an enjoyable movie, with Melanie making some comments along the way. Just as the movie was finishing she looked at me and, unexpectedly, said, "You know, Bob, I think that you would make a very pretty girl. I know there is a Halloween party coming up soon and I was wondering if you might want to go as my date. My female date. We both had a good little laugh about it but then she turned serious and asked what I thought about it, and did I ever wonder what it felt like to dress as a woman. Since I was talking to my best friend I felt comfortable opening to her and told her the whole story about my sister and I and how we played games for a few years. Melanie seemed very intrigued by my story and asked if I still got dressed on my own. I told her that I haven't done anything like it for a long time since I no longer had access to any clothes. She jumped off the couch and told me to follow her. The next thing I know Melanie is going through her closet and pulls out a very flowery summer dress. "Here, I think this might fit you," she said as she handed it to me. She then ran to her dresser and pulled out a bra and panty and, after handing them to me, said "Go into the bathroom and put these on. We'll check you out to see how convincing we can make you look. They might not fit just right but we can adjust that later. If you need any help let me know, but I think that after your story you should remember how." With that she giggled a little, noticing my embarrassment. But something inside convinced me that this might be a bit of fun. And, truthfully, I did miss the feeling of all that silk and lace around me. So off to the bathroom I went to try everything on. The bra was a little snug but the panties and dress fit just right. Remembering just how my sister taught me to walk with heels on I came out of the bathroom to hear Melanie shriek, "You look gorgeous in that dress. Give me a little turn around to see what it looks all the way around." I did a graceful turn, making sure the dress flared up along with me. I looked at Melanie and for a second imagined my sister looking at me and nodding her head in approval. "We need to fill out that bra to make it more realistic. And with that body frame you have we will not need to put any kind of corset on, unless you want that feeling also." I turned and said, "Let's try it without one for now and see how it goes." I could tell just from her expressions that she knew I was enjoying this just as much as she was. We spent the rest of the night doing a little bit of make-up and discussing just what we needed to buy to get me ready for a big splash at the party. I should admit I was a little apprehensive about going, but Melanie kept on about how gorgeous I looked and after she was done no one would think that I was anything but the cutest girl there. A week went by and we didn't discuss much about the upcoming party. But Friday night she told me to come up to her place early Saturday morning and we would look at a few things to get started. I arrived early as Melanie made us breakfast. While we sat, and enjoyed some tea and scones, she said that today we would go out to a few stores and see what we could find for both of us to wear to the party. When I asked her what she was going to be she laughed and said, "We are both going as a pair of beautiful models, ready to knock out the competition." I laughed at the thought of us going as models, but I could tell that she was serious. "Just from the short session we had a week ago, convinced me that we can make you over to look absolutely stunning. It will take some practice to get things right, but since you said your sister helped earlier I think we can draw out that essence once again. So, are you ready to make a new wardrobe up?" I was getting a little bit excited at the prospect and, since we will have the cover of a dress-up party to fall back on, I nodded my head in agreement. She grinned and said, "But first we have to get some practice in. Come with me." I followed her to her spare bedroom where I saw laying on the bed, to my shock, a bra and panties set with a soft, floral blouse and a pair of women's jeans. Lying on the floor was a pair of sandals that had a feminine flair to them. I looked over at her with a puzzled look, but she just smiled and said that we had to practice convincing myself that we could pull this off. "We are going to go out like we are sisters searching for the perfect outfit for a party. You should be game for this because I know that you want to be as realistic as you can be. So, let's get your clothes off and put these on." I don't know why I agreed to it, but the thrill of putting some of these clothes back on again really intrigued me. Melanie left me and said to come into her bedroom after I had everything on. I took everything off and laid my things on the bed. I picked up the panties, which were red with a small satin bow in the front, and slid them up my legs. Just the feel of them sliding up my not very hairy legs sent shivers through me. Just remembering the feeling of first putting my sister's things on came rushing back to me. I took the matching bra and slid my arms through the straps and reaching behind me I snapped the hooks together. She had put two bra fillers on the bed, so I put them inside the cups. They were not very heavy but the feeling of fullness on my chest made me giggle to myself. Since she left me sandals out I did not need any pantyhose so I first put on the blouse. It was a very casual one, not too see-through so I did not need a chemise. It was gold and had a very satiny feel to it. When I put the jeans on I was surprised at how well they fit me. I knew that we were the same height but never looked to see that we almost had the same body type. Melanie had also put a skinny belt on the bed, so I ran that through the loops. After I slid the sandals on my feel I noticed that my toe nails were now exposed but there was no color to them. At least they matched my hands. I looked at myself in the mirror and, although my hair looked the same as always, I was surprised at how my body shaped up with her clothes to give me a decent female appearance. I walked over to her room and she was finishing doing her make-up. She took one look at me and said I would make a very convincing sister. I gave her a turn of my hips and said, "Thanks, sis!" As she laughed, Melanie told me to sit down at the vanity table. "No sister of mine would be caught dead without any make-up on. So, sit down here so we can get started. By the way, we need to get you a proper name to make it more convincing. Did you have a name when you and your sister dressed?" Staring in the mirror, I said, "No, we never talked about a name. In fact, it never dawned on me to choose one." "Well, from now on I think your name should be Bonnie, since it fits in well with your birth name. Plus, if we ever get anything monogrammed you can still have the same initials." With that she and I both started to giggle. I was starting to feel like a silly school girl with my best friend teaching me a few things I didn't know about. Melanie then pulled a cosmetic case from the vanity drawer. I was getting ready to ask her a question about it when she handed it to me. "Girls don't normally share make-up so I figured you should have your own." I was shocked when I opened it to find it was not empty. She had gone shopping and stocked me up with a few items I would need to transform my appearance. As I started pulling things out, she instructed me to line them up so we can see what we should work with. My sister had shown me how to apply a few things, but I thought that since Melanie had gone to all the trouble to buy these things for me I was going to listen to her instructions. She first opened a bottle of foundation and showed me how to dab it on my finger and spot it on my face and then to take the foundation brush and smooth it in. After that she said to apply a bit of powder to set the foundation and take away any shiny spots. She even used a soft blush to round out my cheekbones. "You have some great cheekbones there. I'll bet you got those from your mother!" I was too busy looking at my face to answer her. "Now we are going to work on those eyes." Before we even started she took out a pair of tweezers and got rid of a few stray hairs. "I don't want them to look too feminine right now," I said, and that only made her laugh a little more. "Don't you think we have past that area a while ago?" she said as she pointed in to the mirror. "I guess we did," was all I could reply. She did shape the brows up just a touch to make them appear kind of androgynous. We then took the various shades of eyeshadow out. She wanted to match the eyeshadow with the dominant color of the blouse, which was tan. She then showed me how to blend a few shades in by starting out with the darker brown in the inner lid with two lighter shades after that. Using her finger, she blended the colors together to create a fashionable look. A brown eyeliner was then used on my upper lid with a slight flair out from the eye, giving it a little more depth. Next came the mascara. I do have some thicker lashes and Melanie told me that some girls would kill to have the lashes I have. Pulling out the Maybelline Volumizer she showed me how to enhance what I already had. She did one eye and I was left to do the other. I looked in the mirror and couldn't believe that I was seeing myself. "One more thing," she said. She handed me a lipstick tube that had a light cr?me color in it. I have had some practice a long time ago putting it on, so I took the tube and started on my upper lip, tracing the outer part of my lips to get an edge, I then filled in the lips, making sure to spread it as evenly as possible. Once I did that I put my lips together to even the color out. A little blot with a tissue and I finished. At least I thought I did. Melanie then handed me some lip gloss, saying that we both needed to sparkle a little. While I looked at myself in the mirror Melanie left the room for a minute, and then returned carrying two purses. "I put a few of your things in here and you probably should put the lipstick in, just in case you need to freshen up." Suddenly it hit me that we were going out somewhere and I was going out dressed like this. "I'm not so sure I can do this," I said. Melanie just smiled and assured me that with the way I look no one is going to question who I was. "Just make sure to soften your voice if you are going to talk to someone. And, anyway, with the way you look and handle yourself I think you might get some boy reactions. Now, come on girlfriend. We have some damage to do to your credit card." And before I could think of any more excuses we were out the door and into her car. With the way the clothes fit me and thinking about how my sister once taught me, I started to sway my hips a little with the purse hanging from my shoulder. I got into the car and swung both legs in together. The drive to the mall was filled with some fun conversation and a little bit of kidding about my sexy legs. We arrived at the mall and I froze for a second as I felt the purse sitting on my shoulder. But Melanie was so convincing, telling me that walking in smiling would be all we needed to do. So, I got out of the car and as I proceeded to walk into Macy's a cute guy opened the door for the two of us. I smiled and softly said, "Thank you." Melanie looked over at me and said, "And that's just how a girl should react when a guy does something nice for her. Even a simple thing like opening the door for her. You are a quick learner." I only caught part of that conversation because I was looking around to see if anyone was staring at me in a bad way. All I could see were a few women looking at my clothes and one of the sales girls smiling at me. So much for being paranoid. We walked over to the dress area and started to look through the racks. The first one I picked out got a no from Melanie. I did find a cute red satin flared dress that was the size she said I should wear. I found one other one and was getting ready to go to the checkout when she said, "You can't just buy that. We need to go and try these on." And she was not kidding because she had 3 dresses on her arm. She took me by the arm and we headed to the dressing room, me feeling like all eyes are on me. But no one made a fuss so we both went into the same stall. I had both a sense of fear and excitement as we hung up the dresses to try on. Melanie said that I was to try on mine first. I took off the jeans and blouse and stood there in my bra and panties as she handed me the first one. I slipped the red dress on that I picked out and stood in front of the mirror. I couldn't help myself as I swayed from side to side just to see how the dress felt. "Oh, that is so girly," Melanie said as she started to giggle. I couldn't help but join in as we tried on all the dresses we brought in. I did settle on the red one and she picked out a green dress that fit her like a glove. We went to the checkout to pay for them, when just as I handed the sales girl my card I forgot that I had my male name on it. The girl looked at me and at the card and then smiled. "I think your husband is going to love you in this dress. This one will show off all of your assets." I blushed and quietly said thanks. Melanie then paid for hers and told the sales girl, "We are headed to a party with these and I think that Bonnie is going to knock the crowd out with this one." The girl shook her head and said that she would have loved to see just how this one looked on me. Being a little naughty Melanie looked over at me and said that I should go back into the dressing room and come back out to model it. I shook my head no but with both guiding me I had to go back and put the dress on. When I came back out the girl told Melanie that she could see that I better be careful because someone is going to be coming after me quick. I blushed again as they both started to giggle. I ran back in and changed as we continued down the mall. I began to feel more comfortable in my new skin when I heard from behind me, "Melanie!" I turned and saw two guys approaching us. One obviously knew Melanie because he came up to her and gave her a big hug. The other one looked at me with a smile on his face. "Dave, it's so great to see you. Are you getting ready for the big party?" Melanie said. "Oh, yes. I think this one is going to be a real blowout. How about you?" Melanie looked over at me and then said, "Yes we are getting our costumes ready. By the way, this is one of my best friends, Bonnie. Bonnie, this is Dave, the one guy I mentioned to you a few times. When we go out we always have a good time together." Dave reached out to shake my hand. "It is nice to meet you Bonnie. This is my good friend Sean." Sean then reached out his hand and said, "It is so nice to meet you Bonnie. And you also Melanie. Dave has talked about you a lot." I took his hand and in the softest voice I could muster I said, "It is so nice to meet both of you." There was some idle talking between Dave and Melanie while I wondered what was going to happen next. As the boys got ready to leave, Sean looked over at me and said, "I hope to see you at the party Bonnie." I smiled and said I would be there and looked forward to it. I don't know why I said that because I was feeling a little more scared about the prospects of it. While they walked away, Melanie leaned over and said, "I think someone has taken a shine to you dear." "No way," I said. "Don't you think he knew that I wasn't who I am showing on the outside?" "The way he was looking at you I would have to say he saw a pretty young thing who had no ring on their finger and was looking forward to being at a party he was going to be at. You had better be careful or someone is going to come after you!" I shrugged off her comments because there was no way I wanted to hook up with anyone, especially a guy. Even though I admit that with the way Melanie helped with my appearance I do look a little hot. OH NO, now I am admitting it to myself. But the thought of someone thinking that I looked nice kind of intrigued me. As we walked through the mall I noticed more guys eyeing me up and down. I thought it was funny at first but then maybe the little bit of the female inside of me started to think that guys are only thinking about one thing, and it's not how my clothes look on. I mention this to Melanie and she giggled and said "Welcome to the world of things we all have to put up with every day. You probably have never realized that you have done the same thing to women you see on the street. This is one time I can happily say that it's nice to have you, literally, walk in my shoes." We stopped at one of the local eateries in the mall. We both wound up with a salad and a bottle of water. Before we ordered Melanie began to tease me, telling me that we had better watch what we eat so that we can still fit into our new outfits. I laughed a little and thought about what she had said. My mind kept racing as I thought to myself, "I am really going through with this." We sat down and I naturally crossed my legs and almost started to forget who I really was. I noticed myself watching other women watching how they walked through the food court. There were subtle movements with their arms that I had never noticed before. How they carried their purses and other packages. Melanie saw me watching and said, "Don't worry, you are handling yourself just fine. You have a natural sway to your walk and the more you see and practice the more everything will come naturally." Encouraging words indeed. We had to make one more stop that I did not expect. She took me into a jewelry store where I was told to sit in a chair. Before I knew it, the girl had a small gun out as she took a hold of one ear and, with a stab, I had an ear pierced. She did the other side and put two posts in. Melanie told the girl that she would instruct me on cleaning them and making sure to keep the holes open. We purchased a pair of dangling earrings and, with all our purchases in hand, made our way back to the car.