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The Dance
Janet L. Stickney
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It was a warm fall day when I stepped outside. The slight breeze lifted
my skirt a little, but I walked along not showing any fear because I
wasn't afraid. The first time I did this I had spent a long time getting
ready, and I worked up enough daring to do it, then came the moment of
truth which had finally arrived and I left the house dressed as a girl
for the first time. That was when I was afraid. At the door I paid my two
dollars, showed my fake ID and I was let inside. I could hear the music
and see the kids dancing, so I drifted across the room and found a spot
to sit down. Since there were over a hundred kids there, nobody gave me a
second look. I fit in because I looked like all of the other girls. Then
I was asked to dance, and let him lead me to the dance floor. His hand on
my back felt wonderful, and I just knew that I should have been a girl
all along. As well as the group dances, like the Electric Slide, I danced
with three different guys before I left to walk home. Week after week
went by, and I went to all of the dances, making new friends and having a
good time. I got better at doing my makeup and hair, and I also added to
my meager wardrobe.
By the next morning I was myself again, no sign of the girl that went to
dance. My mom gave no sign that she knew what I had done, and since she
has been working nights on several of her cases, she did not see me. I
started my chores and the day passed quickly, then, just as we were
stopping for dinner....
"How was the dance last night?"
"Dance?"
"At St. Mikes. That dance. I'll bet that you looked just wonderful! Can I
see for myself?"
"Um... see what?"
"The daughter that I seem to have! Now, please go get dressed and let me
meet her."
"Daughter?"
"You know perfectly well what I am talking about. Now please, go get
dressed like you're going out, and let me see my.... daughter. If you can
dress up, and look good enough to go to the dances, then you can
certainly show me what you look like! Now please go change and let me see
how you look."
I had zero choice of course, so I went to my room to change, then present
myself for inspection by my mother. I was not quite thrilled about it,
but the hiding would be over, and if I looked good enough, which I always
did, she might just let me continue. She did not sound like she was
angry. I spent about an hour getting ready. I wore the black skirt and
red blouse with my black flats when I walked out of my room.
My hair was brushed out into a pageboy which did not cover my earrings. I
did not hesitate as I walked into the room. I had spent hours learning
how to do my hair and makeup, which I had mastered, so I was not afraid
of how I looked. I had been going to the dances every Friday night for
many months now, and most of the kids recognized me as the girl I seemed
to be. My real name is Robert, my girl name is Michelle. The only thing I
worried about was what she would do when she sees me.
"Wow! You look just marvelous honey!" She motioned for me to sit, and
once I did... "That's a very nice style of skirt for you, and your hair!
No wonder Annie said you looked great!"
"Yeah, great. I thought I could trust her, but apparently not!"
"Now, don't be like that! You might not know it, but I always knew when
you went out like this, and Annie just happened to see you. She told me
she wasn't even sure it was you, until you turned a bit and the light hit
you just right! She told me that she had seen you many times and it was
only this last time when she knew who you really are! And as my sister,
just how could you possibly believe she wouldn't tell me!? But, enough of
that. How many skirts and dresses do you have?"
"I have several skirts, this black one, a tan one and a green one, and a
red one, and I have a red, white, pink, and black blouses. No dresses,
and just these shoes."
"I suppose your undergarments are just as meager?"
"I guess, but I don't wear them every day, so I never needed any more
than that! I just go to the dances!"
"But you look just delicious! Annie didn't tell me that you looked this
nice! What I think is that since you are going out dressed as a girl, and
certainly attracting boys and dancing with them, then you really need
more clothes, so why don't you and I improve your wardrobe a bit?"
"More? Clothes? Why? Why are you doing this?! I mean, most mothers would
not be so... understanding? So, why?"
"Because at your age you certainly know what you want, and it's clearly
obvious that you want to be a girl! I mean, your 15 years old for
goodness sake! You've been getting dressed as a girl and going out, for
quite a while now, at least a year Annie tells me, and you're a very cute
girl I might add! You've been going to the dances for who knows how long!
Annie told me that you looked simply delicious, and she is right! So,
with that in mind, one bra and a handful of panties is not enough! I
think that maybe a padded pantybrief would certainly help! You told me
yourself that you don't even have one dress! All girls your age have at
least several, so lets you and I find some things you'll need. I mean, if
I'm going to have a daughter that is just as cute as any other girl, who
is going out and has boys asking her to dance, then I insist that she be
well dressed! Now then, shall we go?"
As if I had a choice. Anne is my mothers sister, and she happens to be
one of the Sister chaperones that run the dances. Up to now I had never
seen her there, but she must have seen me, so here I am. No matter what
she said, I was concerned about moms reasons for letting me do this. But,
after going out successfully for almost a year, I was actually ready for
some mental peace. At the very least the hiding was over. I could be
myself regardless of how I was dressed.
Mom insisted, so I had to tell her how I made my boobs. Bird seed and
nylons I told her, which made her giggle, but I told her that they worked
for me and that she could see for herself they looked reasonably natural.
"I'm sure that you think so, but breasts move in different ways, and I'll
bet that real breasts are heavier than the bird seed ones you are using
now, and would surely feel better against someones chest. Say when you
are dancing close. Lets fix that and find you a padded pantybrief before
we do anything else!"
She sounded absolutely giddy! But I also knew that I had wanted those
items she mentioned for a long time and had been saving my money to buy
them, especially a padded pantybrief. In a way I was sort of glad she
found out, except I had no idea what she would do later. It did not sound
like she was going to sell me out or filet me like a fish, so I went with
her. The first place we went sold all sorts of things for girls that are
less endowed than they wanted to be, and I was fitted for a pair of full
A cup breastforms, and a gel filled padded pantybrief, one that gave me a
great figure. I was thrilled to finally have a good shape, and it must
have shown because mom commented on it.
"Looks like you like the new...additions!"
"Yeah! They're great mom! Now I finally have a really good shape!"
"Your clothes will fit so much better now too honey. Lets see what we can
find."
Suffice it to say that while I had no idea why my mother was acting this
way, I enjoyed the entire day. Not one person looked at me funny and I
ended up with two new bras, more panties, a few dresses and skirts, plus
two more pairs of shoes. As I put things away, hanging my clothes in the
closet for the first time, mom told me to put on the sundress. My new
hips and buns made the dress drape perfectly, and while my breasts could
not be seen, they looked just wonderful the way the dress fit over them.
I was over the moon at how everything fit, and as soon as I stepped into
my new white heels, and my legs suddenly looked much better. I touched up
my makeup and walked out of my room, only to see Sister Anne standing
there, but she was in civilian clothes.
"Oh my! Look at you! You're gorgeous!"
"She and I went shopping today, and picked up a few things she'll need."
"There is a young man that has been asking about her lately, and he
always asks her to dance, and I can tell you that when they dance, they
are spectacular together! David, remember him?"
"Yeah, I know David, but why would he ask about me?" I was afraid that he
figured it out!
"Because he is obviously interested in you... sorry, what is your name?"
"Michelle"
"Michelle. Well, he is interested in you because he sees you as a very
attractive girl! I know for a fact that he wants more than just an
occasional dance! His sister told me that he wants to know you better! He
asked me if I knew who you were, but I only told him that I might. Now if
he asks you out, it'll be up to you and him to work it out."
I was shocked! I like being a girl. The clothes, the breasts, the heels,
the makeup, everything about being a girl is wonderful, except that I had
never considered that a boy might want more than a dance from me! The
prospect of an actual date suddenly seemed to be looming ahead, and I
just knew that after going out for so long, I would not be able to say
no. And besides, even I knew that David is very handsome!
"That dress you have on looks wonderful honey, but you can't wear it at
the dances. No bare shoulders and your hem cannot be more than one hand
width above the center of your knee. That said, you look just fabulous!"
She just told me that I looked good, then at the same time told me not to
wear the dress! I sat there waiting for whatever was going to happen
next, but Annie left and mom hugged me. I was shocked at what she had
told me about David since we had only danced together a few times, but we
did dance very well as a couple. I just sat there wondering what the hell
was going on. First, my mother says its okay for me to dress as a girl,
then my Aunt Anne tells me I look gorgeous, and to top that off, adds
that a boy likes me! I never expected any of that! I went to get
something to drink when the doorbell rang. Mom answered the door.
"Michelle, it's for you!"
I walked into the room to see a girl about my age standing there. She
looked familiar but I did not know her.
"Yes?"
"David said you were cute! And was he was right. I'm Kathy. I'm Davids
sister."
"Hi. I'm Michelle. Can I help you?"
"I wanted to ask you to a party. That way you and David can meet away
from the chaos of the dances."
"You're setting us up?!"
"Well, in a way I guess, but our folks are having this big bash and with
so many adults there they told me I could invite some kids over! So, you
want to come?"
"When?"
"Next Saturday. Nice but not fancy. The dress you have on would be
great."
"How did you find me? I mean, I never told David, so...."
"Oh! Sister Anne told me! She said that she is your Aunt!"
Great I thought. That wasn't what she told me! But then again, she had
only told me had not told David! She told his sister instead! It felt
like she was selling me out!
"She'll be happy to attend Kathy, what time?"
"Three, and you can come too ma'am."
"We'll be there, thank you for asking."
After she left I began to get angry at Anne, but mom pointed out all the
benefits.
"It might seem like she sold you out, but if he was interested enough to
ask his sister to find you, then invite you to the party, sooner or later
this boy would probably ask you out anyway, so this is a much better
option! You'll be at a party, and if you don't hit it off then okay! But
if you do like each other then you can decide what to do, keeping in mind
that you are also a boy, but I'm sure that you'll do the right thing. And
while that dress is very nice, it simply won't do, especially if you'll
be meeting his parents! But we have lots of time to find another. Want to
go shopping again?"
Regardless of my feelings of anger towards my Aunt, I was actually
thrilled to be out shopping with my own mother. That and being asked to a
party, my first one as a girl. I had no idea just how complicated it was
going to get. That would come later. After several hours of looking, Mom
and I walked into the store and I saw it. The perfect dress. It was red,
but with a white flower design, a shirtwaist style with a hem that is
just above my knees on me. I had to have it. Mom relented, and I was
grinning as I also bought matching necklace, bracelet and earrings plus a
pair of red heels that have a strap. I love the shoes!
On Saturday I spent about an hour getting ready to get dressed, then,
once I was ready, I stepped out of my room and met my mother who also
looked just wonderful! I never felt better, the new breast forms and
padded brief made me look and feel more like a girl than ever before.
With my confidence level at an all time high, mom and I left the house
for the party. Mom did not say a word about how I should act, she only
told me that she would be the only one there that knew that I was really
a boy, and that I should act like the girl everyone thinks I am.
Kathy let us into the house, then led us out to the patio. Her mother
greeted us, looking down her nose at us I thought.
"You live in the city?" she asked my mom, obviously thinking that people
that lived in the city were of a lesser stature than she was.
"Yes, we do. I am the Senior attorney for the city, and as such we live
in the city. Is that a problem? We can leave if you like."
Mom mom stuck it in her eye with ease, and was smiling the whole time.
Davids mom would rather have eaten a live spider right then, but quickly
recovered and said she would be grateful if we stayed. That was all
nonsense, and even I knew that. Mom however told me to just have a nice
day and she would handle the rest. Sounded like a plan to me, so I nodded
my head yes and wandered away. Kathy quickly found me and tugged at my
arm. I followed her into the house.
"David is up in his room getting ready. Probably playing with his toy. He
is very excited that you are here. My mother is a bit of a snob. She
thinks that everyone that lives in the city is a drug dealer or
something."
"Yeah. I deal drugs on the side to buy my dresses, and I hold up liquor
stores for my allowance."
"My mother is full of it and most people know it. I heard your mother
hand my mom her ass. Neatly done I might add. Lets get something to
drink."
Davids dad was talking to my mother when we walked out, his mothers mouth
wide open.
"Janet, I simply cannot understand why you turned down my offer! You are
simply the best litigator in the state, and I want you working for me!"
"You know that I cannot Howard, but thanks for the offer."
"You offered her a job!?" His wife sounded both distressed and shocked at
the same time.
"A very well paying job too! Janet is a very good lawyer, and would make
a wonderful addition to our staff! If only I could convince her, but the
state attorney general also wants her! So far we have all failed to make
her change her mind!"
"You know that we have several bond issues to get through, plus all that
work with the new restructuring of the building codes and the new zoning,
and I simply do not have the time to think about moving right now!"
Davids mother once again looked like she was ready to eat a spider,
especially when she found out just how talented my mother is, and the
fact that her own husband wanted to hire her! It was plain that she was
almost beside herself trying to figure out a way to retreat from her
holier than thou stance she started with.
Just then David found me, and he was all grins. I took his hand and we
got something to drink, and sat at one of the tables. I can honestly say
that I never felt more like a real girl than right at that moment. I
smiled at him, laughed at his bad jokes, and generally had a good time.
Kathy had a boy there that she liked, and the four of us sort of stayed
together. By the time the day had come to an end I knew that I was really
a girl. David kissed me on the lips before we went home.
"Mom, his mother was really pissed when she found out that I don't deal
drugs or that you don't work in a grocery store!"
"Howard set her straight, and after she mulls it over we'll get another
invite, and she'll be all sweetness and light. Wait and see. How did you
feel when David kissed you?"
"Kissed?"
"Please. I'm not blind. Yes. When David kissed you how did you feel?"
"It was like kissing my brother, if I had one that is."
"You do know that his mother now knows who I am, and she can easily find
out that I have a son, not a daughter, so I can hardly wait for that bit
of news to reach her. It'll hit the fan very quickly unless we do
something first. Something dramatic."
"Like what?"
"Like legally changing your name."
"Change my name?"
"Honey, it is obvious that some day you will be a woman, that much is
clear, so by changing your name now we can effect all of the other
changes that have to happen. Like getting you enrolled in school as a
girl. And we'll have to see about other things, like much better breast
forms and see if there is a way to make you look like a girl in all the
right places. That's what changing your name means."
"So I would be a girl every day, all the time?!"
"That's what it means."
"I'm ready!"
"I know you are. I'll take care of it on Monday."
Well, my mom got my name changed, and rather quickly I got a pair of
brand new breast forms that look very real, and our doctor made my stuff
look like girls stuff. In effect, I had become what looks like a real
girl! Just after that happened we got an invitation back to Davids house,
just like mom had predicted. She told me what would happen when we got
there, and exactly what she wanted me to do, and why.
"If you want to stop any rumors from starting, just do what I tell you
and it'll be fine."
Well, the invitation said the pool would be in use, so I wore my shorts,
the ones that hugged me nicely, and a simple blouse. I had my bikini in a
small bag along with a brush and lipstick.
"You girls can use Kathys room to change. I'll be up in a moment."
Right. The old broad wanted to see for herself that I am a girl. Since
mom had warned me this is exactly what would happen, I slowly undressed
and just stood there, and was rewarded when I heard her gasp when she saw
me. I slipped on my bikini, which wasn't much different than Kathys, and
the two of us went to the pool. Inwardly I was grinning because it
happened just like mom told me it would. Kathy and I slipped into the
pool and just talked. David joined us a bit later, and he was all eyes as
he watched me. Inside I was thrilled. Being a girl allows me to have
feelings for him, and I wanted them, but that one kiss told me it was
probably not going to be David. But, it would confirm my status as a real
girl, at least to me.
Mom and I fought a few times about what I could and could not do, her
sense of personal safety and how I dressed clashing at times. She almost
always won, but I also learned a lot from her. Then she said that she
wanted to join me at one of the dances!
"Anne told me that you and David dance just wonderfully together! She
said that the few times they played a waltz you and he held the entire
floor! That means that the other kids loved watching you, now I want to
see that too! Maybe you could wear that red dress you just bought? You
look beautiful in that dress, and I'll bet David will like it too."
Well, the upshot is that mom and I went to the dance together, and
quickly had David at my side. The very first dance was the Slide, which
then became a waltz, and just like we figured, David and I started
dancing. Many of the other kids did not waltz, so we essentially had the
floor to ourselves. I simply let the music carry me away, and David has
always been a wonderful dancer. When the dance was over he and I sat at
our table.
"Want to go to the show next Friday?"
"I'd like that David! Thanks!"
I was on cloud nine. I was about to go on my first real date! Just David
and I. It was memorable because he was the first boy that I ever kissed,
even though I thought it was a dud I was ready to try again! But it was a
dud once again and we both knew it. He and I agreed that being just
friends would be okay. I was on cloud nine and looked forward to being a
girl all the time, and loved it every day when I got dressed. That bubble
burst when, after mom arranged it, that I started high school and
discovered that many of the girls are not all sweetness and light. They
use every trick to get a boy to notice them, even if he is taken and they
wanted him to notice her. That was all new to me and I did not know how
to fight it, so I did nothing.
About the third week in school I was in the hallway when Kathy told me
that her friend had been asking about me. When I asked who, she only
smiled and walked away! It took about a week for me to find out. It was
Stanley. When I heard that and who it was I made an effort to see him
more often, but he never said a word to me and I was beginning to wonder
why. Then his friend Jason told me that Stan was afraid!
"But he likes to dance and he thinks he is better than David, so make
sure you go this weekend."
That gave me the incentive, and on Saturday afternoon I started to get
ready. I was going to look my very best. I spent hours removing any stray
hairs, and selecting my clothes. Since I was sure we would be waltzing I
was going to wear a dress mom and I had picked out. Dark green with white
piping, full skirted with a fitted bodice and a round neck and no
sleeves. I was going to wear my low white heels and my very best perfume.
I wanted him to take one look at me and forget everyone else!
As I walked into the dance it seemed to me that everyone split apart, but
of course it was my imagination, but rather quickly I felt a tug at my
arm. It was Stanley.
"You look real nice Michelle."
"Thanks!"
He took me by the hand and led me to the dance floor and as he embraced
me I never felt more like a girl than right at that moment. He and went
around the floor, gliding effortlessly, and it seemed that Jason was
right. Stan is a wonderful dancer. We danced a few, took a break, then
the waltz started. He turned and bowed, then took my hand and led me to
the floor. The music carried us away and we drifted around the dance
floor as one, in a flawless rendition of one of the best music pieces
every written. All the kids were watching us and we went around the
floor. I could not stop smiling as I looked into his eyes. He pulled me
closer and I relaxed to simply enjoy it. At that moment, he was mine, and
I was his.
Once the music stopped and we were just standing there, he kissed me!
Everyone saw that and started clapping. I'm sure that I blushed, but I
was tingling all over. The music of a waltz can envelop you and carry you
away, and to have Stanley be my guide was wonderful. He and I stayed
together the whole evening, and he even walked me home, and when he
kissed me again I once again got those tingles. It was a restless night
as I thought about everything that had happened.
He and I started dating which lasted until I went to college and he
joined the Marines. But on his first time home I was waiting for him. He
gave me a ring, and eventually I became a real woman and he became my
husband, and he still has eyes only for me. I had graduated with my
nursing degree and he works for an engineering firm. Life is good.
This is Stanley. Michelle came down with the virus that was sweeping the
globe, and eight days later she was gone. My vibrant beautiful wife and
best friend from junior high is gone, only a memory that lives in my
heart.
God bless our medical staff
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