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Babies and Dollies
Janet L. Stickney
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I was walking around he house swaying, my swollen belly full of new life.
I was ready to have the baby at any time and go back to normal. My
breasts were full, also in anticipation of the baby. My feet were sore
and my back ached and I had to use the bath all the time, even when the
baby wasn't kicking my bladder. My husband could not help much, it was
something all women go through when they are pregnant, which they had
been planning on since they started playing with dolls. While they were
doing that I was fixing my bicycle or playing ball. That all changed when
I was 12.
"There is going to be a costume party at the church next month! I have
the perfect costume idea for you! A girl! You can go as a girl! You'll
look just darling I promise!"
I really had no say in the matter, but after mom got me all fixed up to
see how I would look even I had to admit that I looked like a girl in
every way. I was wearing panties with flowers on them, a small bra which
was padded with small foam pads, and a very short dress she pulled over
my head. After that she added some makeup including pale red lipstick and
brushed out my hair into a shorter yet still feminine style and gave me
some shoes to wear. I looked like a girl. She called me Jennifer.
"You look simply darling! Lets go show Megan and her mom!"
Again, I did not have a choice no matter what I said, so I reluctantly
followed her outside then down the block. Megan opened the door, looked
at mom, then at me, and added it up. She squealed and dragged me inside,
smiling and grinning.
"You look fabulous! Why didn't I know that you liked to do this?"
"This is the first time Megs. Mom and I are going to a costume party and
guess what? I'll be going like this."
"Not quite honey," Mom said. "We'll get you a very nice party dress and
maybe some better shoes. Maybe some low heels."
Megan dragged me to her bedroom and hugged me.
"Now I'm not the only girl around here under 30! This is great! We'll
have so much fun! Two girls always have more fun!"
"But I'm a boy!"
"Have you looked in the mirror? Do that then tell me you're not really a
girl!"
"Girls! Jenny, Megan. Come down here please." When we walked into the
room... "Jenny and I are going home for a bit then we'll be back. The
four of us are going out for Italian tonight! Jenny needs a purse and we
both need to touch up our makeup. Say a couple of hours and we'll pick
you up."
The sled was gaining speed as mom propelled me into a very uncertain
future. Wear the dress, okay I guess. Go see Megan? Okay, seemed innocent
enough. But going out to dinner? That was really pushing it and when we
got home I put my foot down and said no.
"I'm not going to dinner dressed like a girl! No way! I'm going to
change!"
Turning to go to my room, mom shouted at me, "Stop," but I ignored her.
As soon as I was back to myself I felt strange. That dress actually did
make me look good, but I am not a girl and was always confident about my
boyness, but after seeing myself dressed as a girl that status was
getting shaky. Then mom came into my room and sat on the bed.
"I want you to do this tonight honey. All it will be is a dinner, and
Megan seems to like having you around all dressed up. I think that you
need to do this. I saw the the expression on your face when you saw
yourself in the mirror for the first time. I know that you were shocked
at how pretty you are. You do not have to do this, but if you don't
you'll always wonder if you missed out on something. You think about it,
but I have to know pretty soon, okay?"
Mom left me standing there wondering if she was right. I will admit that
I sort of liked it, the way I looked and the way the clothes felt, but
I'm a boy and boys don't wear dresses! None that I know of do anyway. I
started my computer and did a quick search and was inundated with
websites for boys that dress like girls! I went on a popular website and
used the search to find boys dressed as girls. There were thousands! And
most of them looked gorgeous! And some of them were my age! I was 12 at
the time, and like most all boys my age I am about the same size as most
girls. Growing would come later. As I stared at the computer screen I
decided that I would do it, just one more time. I would become Jennifer
and make Megan and maybe mom happy.
As soon as I told mom I would do it she sat me down and took me by the
hand.
"You do not have to do this for me or Megan or anyone else honey, but you
look just delightful as a girl, and you already know that, but if you do
this again Megan might expect it later. I'll help you of course, if you
want to become a girl again, just be aware that it might not be this one
time. Especially if Megan wants you to be her girlfriend. She is the only
girl around here that is anywhere near her age."
"It's alright. I'll do it."
"Then lets get you fixed up."
Mom gave me a dress that she had bought earlier. After I put on the bra
and the padded pantybrief that I had worn earlier. She gave me what she
called a sheath dress, it was dark blue with no sleeves and was just
above my knees. At least I had a semblance of a girls shape. She fixed my
hair but let me do my own makeup with her guidance. I have to admit that
I looked really good, and I did not expect that to happen again. I had to
wear the shiny black shoes I had worn earlier. My lipstick was a pale
red. The earrings mom wanted me to wear were gold and blue, round and
hung down a little. I never wore earrings before so it felt odd for a
bit.
As we drove to the restaurant Megan held my and and kept smiling at me.
She and I walked in together, and I did what mom told me to. I bent my
ams a the elbow like Megan did. She and I sat together eating, then I saw
her. Lisa is a friend of Megans from school. I know her too but we are
not friends as such. She saw Megan and walked to our table.
"Hi Megs!"
"Hi Lisa. This is Jennifer. Shes lives over by me."
"Janice and Cheryl are coming over tomorrow for some doll time. Want to
come? Maybe Jennifer can come too?"
"Sure! Sounds like fun! We'll be there! What time?"
"One. Mom said that we can make some cookies and have a treat later!"
"Cool!" Megan said. I had no idea what was happening but mom shook her
head slightly meaning not to ask. Megan was all excited for me to meet
those other girls, but I was less excited. I mean, if just one of then
recognized me I would be toast forever. At home mom told me what Lisa was
talking about.
"Playing dolls is how little girls learn to be mothers! They coddle them,
dress them, and talk to them, and the dolls help the girls learn how to
take care of a baby. It's also how many girls form relationships that
last their entire lives! Your Aunt Ellen for example is not your real
aunt, but I've known her since I was your age. That's what I mean. And
some boys like to play dolls too. Are you thinking of going? I still have
most of my dolls if you want to go. I'll let you pick out the doll you
like best. Let me get the box."
"I don't have anything to wear!"
That just popped out and I have no idea why and shocked even me!
"I'll go out and get you something to wear in the morning. Now lets get
you a doll you like."
I'm a boy, but I'm wearing a dress and picking out a doll for myself.
Nothing strange about that, right? Mom showed me her dolls and I picked
out one that I actually did like. The next morning mom left to get me
something to wear for my outing to play dolls with Megan and her friends.
I was very concerned but mom waved away my worries with a smile. She
returned with several bags full of clothes for me. I thought it would be
just one outfit!
"I got you a pair of shorts to wear, but I also got you a denim skirt
which is much better, and three blouses so you have a choice. I like the
red one but you decide. The denim skirt with a blouse will go nicely with
your white sneakers. Lets get you cleaned up, then I have another
surprise. Go take a shower and wash your hair. When your ready call me."
Starting with a pair of those tiny panties I got dressed. I had managed
to get the bra on when mom handed me a pink blob that resembled a breast.
The use was obvious so I slipped it into the bra followed by the other
one, the pulled on the padded pantybrief. The skirt fit me perfectly and
was very short! The hem was at least half way up my thigh! Mom helped me
with my makeup, then she fixed my hair, adding a red ribbon on the back.
Gold earrings, then a necklace that had a small bear pendant.
"Lets get you a bit of perfume and you'll be all set!"
"These boobs are bigger."
"I noticed that the other girls were bigger than you so I decided to make
you a bit bigger too, and that way you'll fit in easier. You went from a
triple A to a double A."
Mom gave me the perfume to use then left me alone to look in the mirror.
Sadly, there wasn't one sign that I was a boy in any way. I picked up my
dolly and went to the kitchen to eat. I sat the doll on the chair next to
me, not knowing that sitting the doll like that is a presumptive
indication that I am a girl. Almost every girl does that with their doll.
"What name did you give your doll?"
"Name?"
"All girls name their dolls honey."
"Oh. How about... Lily? After Grandma?"
"Lily is a very nice name honey and I'm sure she'll like it."
"She will?"
"Your doll is a person now honey, and she is just like you. All girls
know that!"
"I guess."
"You better go now. Megan is expecting you."
I took my doll and started walking to Megans house. Squealing when she
saw me she let me in and dragged me to her bedroom. I set my doll on the
bed and hugged Megan.
"You look just great Jenny! And I love your doll. She looks just like
you."
Just then the other girls showed up and we went into the family room.
Janice is a bit overweight but very nice and everyone likes her. Carol is
going to grow up and be a real knockout and she knows it, and she is a
bit self centered. Lisa, Cheryl and I hit it off right away and I was
surprised at how easily I was sucked into the dynamic of girls and dolls,
the growing friendships, and like them, we giggled at each other. Then
her mom let us make cookies. Cheryl is easily the best one in the kitchen
and sort of led the way, helping the rest of us make cookies. I
absolutely enjoyed my day playing dolls and being with the girls. I found
out who they thought was hot, the guys they thought were pure studs and
the guys they thought were losers. I was not mentioned in any of those
categories.
By the time I got home I knew that I had turned a corner in my
exploration of being a girl, I liked it more than a little. I liked it a
lot, and I was surprised to learn that. Mom and I talked about my day,
and I told her how I felt, and why dressing as a girl wasn't so bad.
"You'll turn 13 this summer, which is when many of those girls will start
blossoming, which can become a problem for you later. I mean, what if
they want to use the pool? How do we hide your... bump? And those boobs
you have will become to small if they start getting bigger, right? I know
that you have discovered that dressing and being a girl can be fun, you
even like playing dolls and so on, but the girls will start growing out
of the dolls and start looking at boys in a different way honey. What
then?"
Since I had no idea what to do I went back on line to find out what other
girls like me do about the same problem. Almost all of them were going
out on weekends, or dances or special events, but each one said that they
were very careful about what they wore or who knew about them. Megan was
the only person other than my mom that knew the truth, so I called an
asked her to come over. Once she and I were safely in my room with the
door closed, I suddenly burst into tears.
"I want to be a girl," I wailed, unable to stop myself.
"So? Be a girl!"
"But how? I mean, I have a... and its hard to hide! You'll get bigger
boobs and hips, and I need to do that too just to look normal! And mom
says that you and the other girls will get boyfriends. What about me?
What do I do?"
"Cheryl is turning 13 next month and I just know that she'll invite you,
and since her mom and dad always throw a big party, and it'll be perfect
for you to be the girl you want to be. A nice party dress, some heels and
nice makeup, some sexy perfume and perky tits along with a great smile!
You'll meet some cool guys and maybe that will help you be the girl you
want to be! Now then, let me tell you about Cheryls brother Mike and his
friend David. They are both yummy and you'll like them both!"
Megs went home and mom came in to talk.
"Did Megan help you figure out what to do?"
"Sort of. She said that Cheryl was going to invite me to her party, which
she says is always a big deal for her folks. She said there would be some
cool guys there, but..."
"Cool guys! Then we'll need to get you a party dress, some bigger boobs
and hip pads, some heels and we'll go to the salon and have your hair
done. Just like you, I have discovered that I have a daughter now, so
lets figure out a way that she can stay. Okay?"
I hugged her and after she left I went back on line, looking for a way to
be a girl that does not have something special. There were a lot of sites
that purported to have just the thing, but most all of the girls like me
mentioned one place, which was about a six hour drive for mom and I. I
read everything I could find about those items, only one person was
unhappy but did not say why. I read everything I could find about those
items before I showed mom. She gasped and choked a bit when she saw them
but did admit that it would solve a lot of physical problems. The legal
ones would be much harder.
Mom and I went out and I bought a very nice party dress with heels to
match and some cheap jewelry to go along with it. Pointedly, I did not
get bigger boobs or buns. The day before the party we went to the salon
where they did everything. I was baked, iced, waxed, extensions were
added, dyed a dark brunette then curled. My ears were pierced my makeup
done and my nails were painted a nice soft red. I looked nothing like a
boy! Looking in the mirror I was thrilled. Mom broke my bubble by telling
me that I'm only 12. I countered that I would be 13 in just over a month.
According to my mother I was still a baby. Cute, but still a boy. She
told me that I was unaware of the responsibilities that girls have in the
world. That didn't matter to me at all. In about a month I have
discovered that I like being a girl and the minute we got home I walked
over to see Megan. She took one look and squealed in delight.
"Girl, you are hot hot hot! Cheryl told Mike that you were coming and she
told him to make sure that David is there too. You guys will make a
gorgeous couple!"
"Megs! You know that I'm a... that I can't..."
"Can't what? Just how crazy do you think we are? We're all 12 or 13,
maybe even 14! Nobody is going to try and jump your bones! They might
think about it, but they won't do it! Just smile, hold his hand, and stay
by his side. He'll get the message."
I wasn't sure what that message would be but I could guess, it would mean
that I picked him. When I told my mom what Megan said she agreed.
"I think that since we have all summer to decide what to do, I'm going to
do my own research on this, talk to a lawyer and a doctor about you
becoming a girl. Maybe they'll say no. I just don't know honey.We'll find
out in a few weeks, okay? Lets try on your costume for the party at the
church."
I was going as a Disney Princess. The outfit has a gold skirt and a blue
top. Mom and I went to the party, she was Wonder Woman. Neither of us won
the tiara. The next day I started to get ready for Cheryls party by using
tape to hide my bump. I wasn't going to take any chances. I am a boy not
a girl, but I like dressing as a girl and I do not know why, I just do.
And I also know that this revelation came on rather quickly, but I
rationalized it by telling myself that so does drug addiction. I wasn't
even sure that I wanted to be a real girl, I just know that I want to
dress like one and enjoy it.
Mom was going along with this for now, but maybe not later. And then
there was both Cheryl and Megan trying to fix me up with David! I was
definitely in alien territory! I wasn't against being with David, even I
know that he's cute as hell, "yummy" as Megan put it, but we are both
boys. How can that work out? Maybe it'll work out later. By the time I
was done getting ready mom said that I looked gorgeous but she's biased.
I looked in the mirror, my dress fit me perfectly, my breasts looked just
right, the low heels making my legs shapely and trim, the dress accenting
my trim waist. The extensions had my hair at shoulder length, and I had
used a barrette to hold it back. My lipstick was a pale red. The dress is
red with white polka dots my shoes were white.
When I was ready mom drove me to the party. I was nervous since so many
kids I knew would be there, but since they know me as a boy, maybe I
would be safe. It was going to be a great party, or I would be forever
shamed. Mom told me to smile and hold my head up. I would try but I was
scared. The minute Cheryl saw me we hugged and she introduced me to her
brother Mike. That was the first time I got that head to toe look that
guys use on girls. Her mom said that I looked lovely, her father grunted
like dads do, then she and I sat at a shaded table.
"Damn girl! You look fantastic? David is going to love you!"
"Thanks, but..."
"No buts honey! Even my dad thinks you're cute!"
"Your dad! All he did was grunt when he met me!"
"Trust me Jen, all dads are that way!"
Megan showed up and had two guys withe her.
"Hi guys! Jen, this is David, and this is Stan."
You can say that I was surprised that David totally ignored me, but set
his eyes on Cheryl. Stan however was staring at me until Megs told him to
sit down, next to me of course. He was very shy and barely said anything
to me until Megan told him about the party at the church. He asked, and I
told him what I was wore, what mom wore, and how we both lost. He laughed
when I told him that all of my dwarves stayed at home. Then Cheryls mom
asked the girls to help her set the tables so I left him sitting there.
Not much was said about the boys but we all saw them talking together and
some of us hoped they were talking about us.
But all he did was sit next to me, not saying very much, then I went
home. In a way I was disappointed, but mom told me that most 12 year old
boys are afraid of girls, at least interacting with them anyway. I
changed into some shorts and a tee and went online to once again check on
others like me. On Monday my mom took me to see the doctor. He was very
abrupt about me wanting to be a girl.
"So. Your mother tells me that you want to be a girl. Is that right?"
"Yes."
She says that you have a lot of friends that think you're a girl. That
you play dolls with them and have even named your doll. Is that right
too?"
"Yes."
"Is there a boy involved in this decision?"
"Not really. He likes me but not the way your thinking! I'm only 12!"
"Yes. Of course. Tell me why you want to be a girl. Why do you want to
give up being a boy for a skirt? Boys have all of the advantages."
"Really? You have a secretary telling you what to do, your wife is in
charge at home, your nurses do not need any supervision, so who is
ahead?"
Then he laughed! "You are a girl! No doubt about it. Only a girl would
say something like that! Now then, what is it that you want me to do?"
I used my phone to show him, then I explained what I knew. He told us to
come back on two days. He said he wanted to research it and talk to
someone. One the way home she told me he was probably going to talk to
his lawyer about doing this to a 12 year old. Two days later we were back
to see the doctor. I was sitting on the small exam table.
"My attorney assures me that as long as I do not remove anything, but
just move it around, I am not in any jeopardy. Now then, lets discuss
what I will do for you."
I told him what I knew, and what I surmised, then he and I looked it up
on the Internet. With moms permission, he began. First a numbing shot,
then he made a small incision so he could secure my testicles in place
with a stitch in each one followed by a shot of estrogen in each one as
well. Then he moved things, folded things and glued things, and when he
was done I looked just like a girl!
"Several of my colleagues think that by restricting your testicles this
way that you will still go through puberty, but we all think there is a
very strong likelihood that it will be puberty for a girl. That means
that your breast will begin to grow like any normal girl, as will your
hips and bottom, plus no beard and no voice change. None of us are
positive about this but we feel that it's a strong possibility. I want to
see you once a month for at least six months."
My own boobs! And no beard! I touched myself to feel what a girl feels
like, then got dressed. I was beyond thrilled, but mom cautioned me
because she had as yet not managed to figure out how to get me enrolled
in middle school. The minute we got home and I was safely in my bedroom I
stripped so I could see my new parts. Using a mirror I saw what I saw on
the Internet. I got dressed and was about to leave my room when mom came
in and I got the how to stay clean talk. Then she told me that I would
have to wear a pad five days a month just like the other girls.
After a physical I was admitted into the school as a girl and I began my
life as a teen girl. Like all girls we joined clubs, played dolls and
talked about boys. Time went on and I had very little interaction with a
boy until I turned 15. By then the doctor had been right. I developed
just like all the other girls, most of us really blossoming when we
started high school. At the age of 16 I popped out to a full B cup with
a robustly feminine figure. That's when Stanley noticed me... again. He
would meet me in the hallway and walk me to class, holding my hand once
in a while. Stanley and I started dating later that year after he took me
to the prom.
The following year, my senior year in high school, Stanley and I became
much closer and we dared to touch and go further than my mom would have
liked, but I knew that he was mine forever. He joined the service while I
started Nursing school, and during my second year I had the surgery to
complete my journey to womanhood. I graduated from college about the time
he got out, and he was once again calling me. As a girl he always made my
heart throb, but as a man he exuded a manliness that made me quiver. I
wanted him to want me, and he did. With Megan as my Maid of Honor Stan
and I were married and set out to begin our lives together.
I had told him that I could not have children, but Cheryl, who is also a
nurse, mentioned the IVF process might work for us, so, using some of
Megans eggs and his sperm, They were implanted into my abdomen. Nine
months later we had a baby boy we named James after my dad. Stan and I
waited about a year and did it again, which is why I am swaying like an
old car. Stan likes to tell people that "we" are pregnant, but I'm the
one wearing the pants with elastic at the waist. Life is wonderful and I
cannot think there is anything better than being a wife and mother.
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