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The week was passing easily and pleasurably mostly for Katie. Every morning when she got up it was becoming more natural to her to put her uniform on, do her hair and there was definitely a degree of pleasure when she was ready to admire herself and preen in front of the mirror before going downstairs. Once there, any compliments from Caroline or Tricia were gratefully received and her bounciness increased when being told how nice she looked, how her was looking juts right. She really was staring to enjoy being a girl. She still had to suffer the indignity of having her blouse pulled down or her knickers examined and she absolutely hated that, a teenage girl being treated like a child by Tricia or Caroline. Or did she really hate it? It did make her blush and it was embarrassing but deep inside it gave her funny feelings. The more time she spent in skirts or dresses, the more she enjoyed it and it really did feel both natural and nice to her now. Her awareness of what she could and couldn't do and what may show more than she wished for was becoming second nature to her now. Plus if she was feeling a bit naughty, how far to "accidentally" reveal her underwear whilst still appearing unaware that she had. Tricia, Caroline and Zoe had all noticed how she was behaving and found her acceptance and apparent love of being girly rather endearing and whilst not encouraging her, equally didn't try to suppress her. Its a stage, she will grow out of it attitude. The one thing that did endear her to Tricia were what now referred to by the girls as Katie's Cuddles. As soon as Tricia came home Katie would be around her, touching her, chattering away to her and Tricia knew she would have no peace until Katie had received her cuddle. As soon as her cup of tea was made and she sat down, Katie would climb onto her lap and cuddle her whilst prattling on about her day at school, how she got on in class, who was nice and who was nasty to her etc. Whilst doing so she usually managed to fiddle with either Tricia's necklace, hair, earrings or just her clothes. Tricia almost didn't have to do or say anything. As long as Katie was allowed to be on her lap and just be close to her that seemed to be enough. Better still if Tricia listened, commented and cuddled her. That was perfect for Katie. The girls treated Katie like the younger sister most of the time and included her in their conversations, whatever they were up to and their relationship improved day by day. Katie's toilet privileges were still rescinded and an escort was still required but as an adult does with a child, no big deal was made of it except, Katie still felt embarrassed and shy by being treated like a child ... but liked it really. It wasn't the weeing part per se, more the being undressed, watched and supervised which for a teenager was excruciating in its shame for her. There was no embarrassment on behalf of the girls or even Tricia in sitting to wee in front of Katie as in their eyes, she was only another girl and also younger than all of them, more childlike again. The whole house was getting on well until Wednesday when for once ,it wasn't Katie that was the cause of an upset. With Tricia home, Katie in her little gingham school dress on her lap babbling away, Caroline refilled Tricia's cup for her and as she placed it beside her Tricia lost the plot. Almost throwing Katie off her lap onto the sofa she leapt up and screamed at Caroline. , You stupid, stupid girl, haven't you ever listened to a word I have said to you about that. I cannot believe you would do something so stupid or without thinking of the long term consequences of your actions. The is going to be with you for the rest of your life now as a reminder of what an idiot you were. And you Madam? Spinning around to look at Zoe, Have you got one as well? What do you think your mother is going to say when she sees it? Or was it your idea? Katie tried to hide under a cushion, terrified never having seen Tricia so cross. Caroline while scared and stunned and completely bemused by her sister having clearly lost her marbles. What the hell was she on about and what did she think Caroline had done. To clarify the situation Tricia grabbed hold of Caroline by the shoulders and pulled her top down to below her bra. I cant believe my sister would lower herself to get a tramp stamp right on the top her tits to show off for ever more. You silly , stupid, thick , ignorant.. She was running out of suitable insults to hurl at her sister when Zoe started to smile. Tricia lashed out at her again, I cant see what there is that you think is so funny. My sister has marked her self as a tramp for life and you think thats funny? He rage knew no bounds as she shouted to Zoe to get out and never return. Caroline managed to escape from her grip and grabbing her handbag from the floor, pulled out a plastic bag with something in it, she ripped it open and began to rub the rag over the top of her breast...and wiping off the beautiful transfer of a Dolphin which she had applied at the concert on Saturday. Keep your knickers on sis, its only a transfer Caroline tried to explain. Zoe also tried to laugh it off but Tricia had really been shocked by what she thought was a tatoo on the top of her boob. It was Caroline that noticed just how shocked Tricia was and wrapping her in her arms, helped her to sit down again. Calming down she entreated , Of please don't ever give me a scare like that ever again Caroline, I really thought you had actually got a tattoo. And you can wipe the smile of your face as well Madam, looking over at Zoe..before she too had a slight smile on her face. God, you two are just dreadful together, the things you get up to. I worry about Katie and now you two try and give me a heart attack! So, your turn Miss Prim and Proper. Show me! Zoe began to turn a lovely shade of pink. I said show me what and where you had yours applied Zoe. Reluctantly Zoe stood up, lifted up her dress and revealed across her back, just above her knickers , a rose and stem laying over her back. Hmm, its very pretty but...for gods sake don't either of you do it for real! With peace once more restored, with smile and a giggle or two all round, Katie emerged from hiding behind the cushions on the sofa. Tricia could see that she did appear to really have been frightened so took her into her arms for some intense medical treatment. Like girl hugs are special, a Mummy has eyes in the back of her head, a Mummys kiss makes cuts and scratches hurt less, the magical properties of a dress can make a girl feel special but most importantly, a Mummy cuddle when you are upset makes all the bad things go away. Except it didn't seem to this time. Even though Katie was cuddled to her on her lap, Tricia could feel Katie start to cry. She rocked her, reassured her, stroked her and she finally began to calm down. In a faltering voice Katie said, My other Mother used to get like that, all shouting and screaming at me, even if it wasn't my fault. And it was always me that got spanked never Sally, only ever me. I thought you were going to spank me as well cos Caroline was naughty. Thats a tricky one to deal with. Thats a mental trauma from years ago that probably will never go away Tricia thought. Caroline and Zoe looked shocked themselves now and came over to add their hugs to Tricia's for Katie. Sweetie we didn't mean to make Tricia cross and certainly not for you to think it was your fault. The two girls didn't quite know how to console Katie or make her understand she wasn't to blame for any of it. Tricia did know how to console Katie but not wanting to do so in front of the girls. Sod it, Katie is more important. Her blouse undone, cup lowered she put Katie to her breast. She expected some comment of yuck, or Ewww from the girls and was pleasantly surprised when neither made a comment at all. Zoe stroked Katie's head, wanting Katie to know and feel her support for her. Caroline sort of joined them on the sofa and the two sisters cuddled Katie whilst she suckled at the older ones breast. Predictably, Katie calmed down and after a few minutes, the two girls crept out of the room to leave Tricia and Katie alone. Tricia was quite comfy, rocking her little girl in her arms, whispering soothing words to her, cuddling her. This probably wasn't the best moment for Fiona to walk in Tricia thought, her nursing a teenage Katie at her breast but she didn't expect the reaction it had on Fiona. She promptly burst into floods of tears herself and slid to her knees in front of Tricia , laying her had on Tricia's lap. Easing the now sleeping Katie onto the sofa beside her she now took Fi into her arms. I wonder if a Mummy cuddle works with a BFF she mused. Fi between tears, began to explain why she had come round. It seems the pulling dress, her attempts at seduction with her husband and the incredible sex had all gone well until she used the b word. That clearly was not on his agenda. They had talked and rowed, rowed and talked but whichever way she approached the subject of her wanting, needing a baby, no way was that going to happen ...for now. Maybe in a few years, when he got promotion, when he felt more comfortable, perhaps if they moved when they could afford it. The nub of the matter was he didn't want children ...yet, maybe never but for now, no way. I had to come and talk to you about it Trish, who else do I turn to, ever, and then I walk in and see you feeding your baby and ..well I just couldn't take it anymore. With the problem now quantified, the solution apparently impossible, this was going to take a lot of talking about so after begging Fiona's approval to leave her for just a minute or so while she sorted Katie out, she picked the sleeping child up, delivered her into the capable hands of her elder sister and Zoe and returned to Fi. The two women talked for what seemed and actually was hours to try to resolve the impossible conundrum. She wanted babies, he didn't . That couldn't be resolved but perhaps in time he would gradually come round to the idea. It seemed the only way forward was a softly, softly catchee monkey approach and time. It didn't satisfy Fiona but only confirmed her own thoughts about it. If thats the way it was, nothing she could do short term would change it. They talked more about Fiona's sudden desire for a child and Tricia did ask if it had anything to do with Katie appearing. Fiona didn't think that Katie was the cause of her maternal feelings coming to the fore but perhaps after spending Saturday with such a delightful little girl, she may have been the catalyst that started the reaction in a big way. She tried to explain how much she had enjoyed just caring for Katie, dressing, playing, watching over her. How when she had seen Trish suckle her her inside turned to mush, she wanted that for her. She had seen the change in Tricia now she had Katie to look after and was well, just plain jealous and broody. She "Knew" she had the capacity and the love to have her own baby but perhaps just not now. There was never going to be an end or conclusion to Fiona's current situation and once they agreed and reluctantly accepted it, the most she could have for now, would be to be Katie's doting Auntie. It wasn't what she wanted and far from ideal given how complicated Katie could be but she graciously accepted her new honorary position.After all Trish said, not many Aunties get to go to a girls first bra fitting on one day and the previous one play barbies and have a water fight with them as toddlers which did raise slight smiles. And just think of all the birthdays and Christmas presents you will get to choose for her. Sort of timidly, Fiona did say that she had great ideas for making her own babies clothes but in the unlikely event of that happening, she might try to make some things for Katie, just to keep her hand in so to speak. Had Fiona asked if she could paint Katie bright purple and hang her as a Christmas decoration from the tree, Tricia would have agreed. Anything to help her BFF get through what was obviously an all consuming passion at the moment. Besides, every little girl likes new dresses. The girls had dealt with Katie who once awake again, had sort of returned to bouncy Katie and the events of earlier seemed to have been forgotten. The three of them had eaten, squabbled over whose turn it was to wash and whose to dry and then escaped upstairs into Carolines room where a three way game of paint the toe nails took place. At the appointed hour it was Zoe who had taken over "putting" Katie to bed. Although as a teenager she was quite capable of doing so herself, even for Zoe there was an element of pleasure in preparing a child for bed and accomplishing the task with little problems other than the perpetual pleading for just a few minutes more as any child does. With just two more days of school to go Katie dressed herself with her usual care and attention. White knickers, white trainer bra, white blouse, Red jumper, gray skirt, white socks. Check. To be changed into just before leaving for school, black socks, great trousers and boy shoes. Check. Only one more day after this morning she would have to go through this changing procedure, then dresses every day. YaY! Summer was here with a vengeance now and Katie was looking forward to being able to wear cooler summer dresses and skirts rather than trousers and jumper to hide her bra, and equally not have to hide her perfectly, gorgeous, wonderfully all her own little breasts. Not that she was vain of course. Tricia as had become her morning routine, ate her cereal, gulped her coffee, checked Katies uniform ,hugged her and left a lovely lipstick kiss on her forehead, grabbed her heels and joined the other lemmings driving to work. Katie washed, Caroline dried ,pleading the washing up may damage her nail polish so carefully applied the night before. Zoe arrived as always on time and after Katie had become Kevin ,but only in his clothing , set off for the bus and another really hot day it seemed. Once at school after a hug and sisterly kiss, which Kevin wiped off with the back of his hand. Yuck! Girls! whist inwardly giggling, the girls went one way and he the other. By morning break it really was swelteringly hot. Katie had no choice but to wear not only Kevin's blazer but also his jumper to hide his other clothing from others. It was getting to the point of his going to faint if he couldn't do something about it. After considerable thought that her main problem was her bra, followed by how "Girly" the blouse may look, she disappeared into the boys loos and removed jumper, followed by blouse and her trainer bra. Replacing her blouse, the jumper back in her bag and just the blazer on top Katie was far more comfortable straight away and providing she was careful, should be able to escape discovery. All went well and with just the last period to go passed Zoe and Caroline in the corridor whilst changing classrooms. An icy voice froze him in position as Caroline said, A word please Kevin. As she turned to face her Katie knew this was not good. She opened her blazer, putting her hand onto Katie's breasts and smiled. Oh Katie, you are so going to regret taking off your bra when Tricia comes home. And walked away with a giggling Zoe. The last lesson finished Katie made her way back towards the boys loos to restore his missing underwear but before even getting near them a text message announced its arrival. Screening her pink phone from any prying eyes she saw It was from Caroline and short and to the point. No bra, no jumper, C U on bus 2 mins. She trudged her way to the bus stop and joined the other children and Caroline and Zoe who escorted him to the back of the bus once it arrived. Once in transit and between the frequent stops, the girls relieved Katie of her blazer, rearranged her hair to show off her pink and gold studs, a spritz of Zoe's deodorant and a passer by would have just seen three girls sitting at the back of the bus. Their stop reached, Kevin had to walk the length of the bus to get off without the camouflage he was used to. Would anybody notice his shirt was a blouse? Would anybody see his earrings? Would anybody notice his hair or smell his perfumed body spray? Once off the bus and for the walk of a few hundred yards Katie was instructed to stand tall and proud, show off her boobs, take smaller steps, swing those hips, hold your hands as you have been shown. Their critique of her every movement was loudly announced and Katie was expected to correct it instantly until by the time they arrived home, there was no visual clues whatsoever that it was just three girls coming home from school, except one was wearing boys trousers for some reason. Katie shot upstairs to her room as soon as the entered the house. For a few minutes she just lay other bed, trying desperately to think of a way out of the trouble she was likely to be in. Sadly after not having reached any real solution she undressed before a quick wash, dressed herself correctly in clean clothes and her school dress. With hair brushed neatly she slipped down to the kitchen to speak to the girls. Um, I was wondering, please may you not tell Mummy about what happened today ..Please? Was her opening gambit, quickly rebuffed by Caroline. Katie, who took off her bra while she was at school? Zoe? Me? Or naughty little Katie? You know very well that you were to wear your bra all the time, not just when it suits you. I am sure Tricia wont be pleased you have disobeyed her again. Think what happened last time you broke a rule. You still have to be taken to the loo each time you need to go. God knows what she will do to you this time. If I had my way it would be an over the knee bare bottomed spanking!. Oh Caroline, you are such a kinky cow sometimes, Zoe piped up from sink as she was washing up their cups. Katie's last resort was a full flow pleading, begging and promises of never to do it again, ever, ever, ever, none of which had any effect on the girls having heard it all before. As soon as Tricia came into the lounge she knew something was wrong. Her bubbly Katie wasn't there, replaced by a rather quiet guilty looking one. Sitting down, the quiet Katie rather crawled onto her lap and instead of her normal exuberant hug, just a pair of arms wrapped themselves around her neck as a little voice muttered, I am very sorry Mummy, I didn't mean it. So there was an admittance of guilt even before she knew what crime had been committed which seemed to indicate it must have been something very bad. Holding back her usual hugs and cuddles for Katie she looked expectantly at the two girls for some explanation. The story was told in all its detail and as it was being repeated, Tricia could feel her neck getting wet with Katie's tears. Once she had listened to Caroline, backed up by Zoe she now knew that what Katie had done was basically take her bra off. In her books not exactly a hanging offence but it meant she had disobeyed her and that would have to be dealt with. However, it was fair for her to hear what Katie had to say in her defence so after removing her arms from around her neck, drying her tears for her and letting her blow her nose she asked Katie to tell her about it from her side. Withe tears still escaping she explained that she had been so hot with her jumper and blazer on but could really take them off in case anybody saw she had her bra on and a girls blouse. So she said that she thought about it and decided if she took the bra off, she could take the jumper off and just wear her blazer as nobody was likely to see her bra through the blouse as long as she kept the blazer on and nobody would know it was a blouse as long as she had the blazer on anyway but it really was so hot and she thought she was going to faint and if she had she would have to see the school nurse and she would see her bra and then she would tell everybody and the whole school would know Kevin wore girls clothes and even a bra and then everybody would tease her and make her life awful. And I really am very sorry Mummy. As confessions go it was fairly comprehensive and the clear, childlike logic of the thinking behind it did sort of make sense. She did consider if she had been thoughtless to send Katie to school like that but the heat hadn't been problem initially. She thought of what she should have done herself to protect Katie from the heat and possible exposure to teasing if she had to remove some of her outer wear and reveal her blouse and bra. Hmm, definitely a case of Mea Culpa to some extent. She briefly thought of confessing her Sins herself and throwing herself at the mercy of the girls but as insanity didn't run in the family, thought better of it. With that in mind and Katie's confession all that was left was for her to consider some mitigation. Admission of guilt, no denial. Her own part in causing Katie to act the way she did. Her apparent contrition. Well young lady, it seems to me that you did disobey me wilfully by taking your bra off, something you knew you shouldn't do and you know you have to wear one all the time. Girls have to wear bras to look after their breasts and protect their modesty. You are a girl and you know you have to wear a bra now.Secondly, despite you telling us you want to be the best girl you can be, the girliest girl, at the first opportunity that it suits you, you reject being a girl and try to go back to being a boy. We have tried to help you to be that girl you have said you want to be but clearly you seem to have rejected our help. So whats to be done with you? Your punishment will be in two half. The first is that tomorrow, for last day and your last exam you will be 100% girl. No boys clothes at all. I will sort that out with the girls later and decide what you will wear. Maybe your school dress? The second part will be that when you get home from school tomorrow, you will take off all your girl clothes and go back to wearing boys ones until I see a dramatic improvement in how you behave. Do I make myself clear? Kevin? The words before got all jumbled up in her head but the meaning of them didn't . It was the last word that really brought it home to her. Not Katie, sweetie, darling, poppet or anything remotely caring or loving that she had become to love hearing herself called. Just Kevin. Scrambling to her feet she ran sobbing from the room and upstairs to her bedroom. Even the terrible two looked at her slightly shocked at the severity of her sentence. Tricia, isn't that a bit harsh on her? I know it wasn't such a clever thing for her to do but even so...Caroline commented. Zoe sat and thought for a moment or two before adding her pennyworth. I thought that Courts had to tell someone how long their sentence was going to be now and not just leave it sort of open ended. I am just saying it, well, it doesn't sort of seem fair to me really. Caroline added, And it not as if there is some sort of appeal court she can go to is it? Tricia has spoken! Tricia who was the prosecution, judge and jury all in one, hands out a great dollop of punishment, like it or not, thats your sentence. Off with her head like. I think I will have to call you Judge Jeffries instead of Tricia now. And to Tricia's surprise, the pair stormed out of the room. God damn and blast! And buggering buggers and ..and Poohsticks to them all Tricia snorted. I didn't want to be a Mummy, I didn't want to have to be a guardian to Caroline, I didn't want any of this blasted responsibility and pressure and ...sodding well sodders as well! Who do they think I am anyway? Every single little thing that happens I am expected have an instant solution to! Th terrible twins bring it all to me, boyfriend troubles, girl stuff, even who they should go out with! How the hell do I know what turns them on?Even the Queen has shitloads of lackeys to help her sort stuff out but good old Tricia can do it all by herself. Knotted knickers and ..and well busted bloody bras to those girls! Who the hell do I have to turn to? Fiona? Not just now it seems. I might get more sense out of a broody mare at the stables than her. Mental note, must go horse riding again soon, I miss the feel of a good horse between my legs. Coblling bloody cobblers! I am only 23 after all, Don't they ever blasted well consider me ever? No, not good "old" Tricia, she is all seeing , wise and mighty. Humph. God, if I didn't have to look after this bloody nursery of kids I could find myself a man and just have wild, exuberant sex and stuff the lot of them. Running out of suitable curses she grabbed her bag, went out and slammed the door and decided to seek solace in a glass of wine in the pub. And let them sort themselves out for a blasted change. After selecting a dry white, large she found a table over by a window and sat down to try to calm down. Well I don't see that everything should be my problem she thought. That in itself was a huge improvement as previously her thinking hadn't really been thinking. More like the random sparks flying off a static electricity generator. Some big and blue, some tiny and yellow but all generated randomly and in any direction. Her sparks gradually began to concentrate into one coherent thought at last. Ok, Back to Oliver Twist, I think id better think it out again. So I have to be the strong one, the responsible adult allegedly. I am responsible for Caroline by her being my little sister. Kevin , by proxy of sally, god damn her for what she did to the boy when he was younger, and Zoe because..well Zoe has always been about so that will have to do. They all look to me to be there for them, to be strong for them, to make decisions, rightly or wrongly, Hmm maybe todays was a wrong un though. And just ..well be there for them. Am I capable of doing all this and having a little bit of me left for ..well me? She couldn't answer that one so she wandered up to the bar for another glass of wine to aid the thinking process. As the wine began to have its relaxing effect, she relaxed. And thought more clearly. One, do not throw your dollies out of the pram again, not good in front of the natives. Two, You are capable of running the household and if you get it wrong every now and then, so what. Everybody, including Tricia's, are are allowed to make mistakes.Three. As long as you do your best for everyone you are responsible for, you can do no more. Four. If they don't like how you try to do things ..well maybe we can talk about it more. Five. The wine had definitely got through now as Five nearly had her singing out loud. " I am woman hear me roar" imagining herself standing in a posh frock belting out the Helen Reddy anthem.( look it up, great song) I am a woman, I am strong, I am invincible ..well right on the first but the second is a bit shaky sometimes. I can deal with this. But the most important thing for her to do now as to return home , say sorry to everybody, god that hurts but it has to be done and explain that even Tricia's get it wrong sometimes. She was just about to drain her glass and leave when a barmaid came round wiping the tables and collecting glasses. Hi, weren't you here on Saturday with a friend and your sister? She asked pleasantly. Oh yes, that right, you were asking her about her dress weren't you? As Tricia recalled her now. The girl sat down for a moment as there was not a big crowd in and she wasn't rushed. Well I did try Miss Selfridge onMonday but they hadn't any left. Pity, it really was a pretty dress..well it made her look very pretty anyway. Does she ever come here with her friends or just you? I was just wondering. Well Judy, reading from her name badge, Katie cant really come in here drinking or anything like that because she is only...desperately trying to remember, 16 ..and a half, but she can come in for food. I will let her know you were asking after her and maybe she will come in with her older sister sometime. Lovely to see you again, must dash Bye. So Katie had made an impression it seemed. First time out and she pulls. Typical! The dash was actually to deal with a pressing need caused by the wine having worked its way around, refreshed the parts other wines couldn't and was now making its presence felt in her bladder. Rather urgently actually. Suitably refreshed, happy and relaxed with a clear, maybe slightly opaque plan in mind, she headed home to face up to the music. The house was quiet, almost deathly but once inside lights turned on she called upstairs that perhaps they would all come down and have a chat. Murmurings were heard before Carolines door was opened and they appeared and came down followed a few moments later by ..Kevin. Once assembled in the lounge Tricia laid her heart on her sleeve, screwed her courage to the sticking post, and as she tried to explain herself some dust must have got in her eyes because they watered. It was a lot of dust it seemed. She explained how she really tried to get it right all the time but maybe, just maybe she may slip up now and then. How she did feel the pressure of running the house, looking after everybody, keeping her job and the money coming in and sometimes it did get a bit much even for her. She had made a mistake , The girls eyes shot up at an actual admission of not being perfect, and having thought about it, was very sorry and would like to try to put it right, if they would let her. And just go a little easy on her if she got it wrong sometimes, unlikely but faintly possible. Kevin was to be put back into the cupboard. Permanently. No more boys in this house , ever, ever ever.. except maybe the odd boyfriends and so far that was all Caroline seemed to have had.She still loved Zoe, bless her but how could such a wise brain exist in such a young head. And Caroline was forgiven for...just being Caroline. So if they could find it in their hearts to forgive her, pretty please? Once the celebratory hug had been concluded she did return to her previous sentence for Katie though. She would go to school for her last day in Carolines old school trousers, high waisted, tight on the bum , slightly flared and such soft material. She would wear one of Carolines less girly blouses, no jumper required. She would wear one of her new going out bras, not a training one but a proper big girls bra. She would wear Caroline old clunkers, an affectionate name for a design of girls school shoes with a low heel, lace up and barely feminine but would outlast Triggers brush ( Fools and Horses, look it up) She would have her finger nails painted in a pale pink. Her earrings would be in. She would be proud to be a girl and hold her head up high. And hope that nobody even noticed her. Once the squeals from the girls died down and they rushed upstairs to compile Katie's outfit, only was Kevin was left. He sheepishly stepped forward and hugged her. Thank you ..Mummy, I wont let you down again. At that moment, she desperately wanted to rip all his clothes off and take him upstairs, lay him on her bed, .. whilst she put his Mermaid Princess nightie on him, before taking Katie to her breast. Even Tricia's had needs as well it seemed.