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This is a follow up to Finally a Princess which had six parts. You do not have to read that to follow this. I incorporated the back story into part one of this series. If you really want to get to know these characters though you would probably want to start, there. This story is either Pre-COVID at Disney or in a world where COVID never existed. Happily Ever After- Finally a Princess at Disney World Part 1 I was in the kitchen when Sarah got home from the grocery store. She carried the bags in and sat them on the counter as I started to organize them and put them away. It took her numerous trips to her car to get all of them. On most days I would offer to help her bring them in but today I did not want to step out of the house and risk being seen by neighbors. It was October and the temps had cooled, not helped by it being a rainy day. I had been working out when she left and after a shower, I put on a pair of Disney LuLaroe leggings with a Sea Foam Disney Cruise spirit jersey. The spirit jersey was the one that Sara had bought for me on our last cruise. The same cruise where it had been revealed that I was a lifelong crossdresser who, up until that point, had been deep in the closet. Sarah and I were Disney fanatics, having annual passes for Disney World and going on Disney Cruises frequently. Early last March we had treated our friends Pat and Jordie to a Disney Cruise with us. On that cruise I was initially led to believe that I would need to borrow clothing from Sarah because my luggage had been lost. I slowly revealed to Sarah that this was not my first-time wearing women's clothing, eventually she confessed that she had worked with Pat on setting this all up. Sarah had discovered I was crossdresser and used the cruise as way to get me to confess it and lure me out of the closet. They had secretly brought a lot of my own stuff and in a lot of ways Brandi, the name I liked for when I was dressed, was born on the ship. It was five of the best days of my life. Pat was a lifelong friend of both me and Sarah. She was divorced and worked hard at her job as a hairdresser. Her daughter Jordie, a single mom of two young daughters, had been forced to move back in with her mom after she had gotten divorced. She sold LuLarou and Faramisi cosmetics to help her mom with living expenses. Between the two of them they made just enough money to keep a roof over their heads, buy food, clothing, and other essentials. On the cruise Pat had been my personal hairdresser and Jordie my makeup artist. After the cruise I now considered Jordie a close friend and not just the daughter of a friend. I had burst out the closet on the cruise with a lot of support from Sara and our friends. While Sara had been supportive and encouraging of my crossdressing and other experiences on the cruise, there were areas of friction. It was now seven months later, and we were still working through those areas. One of the biggest problems was trying to figure out exactly what were the boundaries of when it was okay from me to go from being Brad to Brandi. If it were up to me, I would probably be Brandi most of the time. If it were up to her, I would only be Brandi on rare and special occasions. In fairness on those special occasions, since we had come back, she was incredibly supportive although she still always managed get some digs into me. After we finished getting everything put away, we moved into the family room. The TV was still on and the screen displayed a video from Disney World. It showed the sidewalks of Main Street packed with people who looked to be waiting on the parade. A man and woman were standing in the middle of the street and a Disney Photopass photographer was seen taking pics. The man suddenly sank to one knee and it was obvious he was proposing. "What are you watching?" she asked. "Umm... just some Disney Youtube vids," I replied reaching for the remote. She was closer than me and reached it first. A couple of clicks later she could see that I had searched Youtube for Disney World proposals. She turned to me and shook her head. "Really, you were sitting here watching proposal videos, again? How many of these have you watched? It seems like you are watching these all the time. You are such a girl!" That had started to become a favorite saying of hers. Sometimes she said it was a big smile on her face but most times, like now, she said it with a look that let me know it was not meant as a compliment. It was true though; I did love watching videos of proposals that happened at Disney. She grabbed the remote and began to channel surf, stopping for a minute on an episode of Say Yes to the Dress. That had always been a favorite of mine even before coming out to Sarah as crossdresser. She looked over at me. "I am sure this okay with you to watch." "That is fine, you know I have always liked this show, but whatever you want to watch is okay with me." I was hoping that would lighten the mood. "I guess you haven't gotten the wedding dress fantasy out of your system, even with what Jordie set up for you last month." She set the remote down and left the show on. I chose not to answer because I did not want to cause an argument. I was also fondly remembering what had been, for me, a perfect day last month. Jordie had a friend who worked in a bridal boutique and had arranged for me to have my very own wedding dress fitting after the store had closed on a Sunday. Pat had done my hair for the occasion and Jordie did my makeup. They had all offered their thoughts on the different wedding dresses I tried on. Sarah was good natured about it, but she occasionally appeared uncomfortable, Pat provided her wonderful laugh and lots of smiles as I modeled different dresses. It was Jordie though that really made the whole experience so enjoyable, because of her there were a couple of times I almost felt like I was, a bride to be, choosing my dress. After almost two hours I had finally picked a favorite, it was mermaid style dress with three quarter sleeves, lots of lace, and some light beading. When I saw myself in the mirror I teared up. I wanted to buy it but could not justify spending $5000.00 on something I would only wear occasionally in the house. Sarah and Jordie took a ton of pictures and I decided I would settle on the memories of the day and have the reminder of it with the pictures they were taking. "No, probably not but that was a wonderful evening, thank you for being a part of it. I know that we are still trying to figure all this out, but I really appreciate everything so far." I looked right at her as said it and we both smiled but you all also see a little sadness behind our smiles. "Well, we have this months big Brandi event coming up in two days and you have to be excited about that right?" she said and the mood did lighten. This was part of the problem in where we currently were at. The day to day was a struggle in trying to figure out how this fit in our life. On the other side Sarah was enthusiastic, although often sarcastic, participant in the big events like the bridal boutique. "Oh, I can't wait. Although I would be excited about this whether I was going as Brad or Brandi, you know that, but a whole week at Disney World as Brandi, yea I am excited." I was practically shouting my response to her. After the cruise we had told Pat and Jordie that we wanted to take them to Disney World, along with Jordie's daughters, the following year. It was Sarah's idea that I make at least one trip there as Brandi. Pat and Jordie had been so supportive of my crossdressing on the cruise we thought it would be great to treat them and take them with us on Brandi's first Disney World adventure. Jordie's ex had thrown a fit about it and said that he wouldn't let the kids go unless he was part of the trip. She did not want us to pay for him, and didn't want to subject Brandi to him, primarily because she was certain he wouldn't keep it to himself. In August, Disney announced the Fall Passholder discounts and they had a great deal for the Port Orleans French Quarter Resort. That was our favorite, what Disney termed moderate resort, so we booked two rooms for the week and asked if Pat and Jordie wanted to go. At first Jordie said no, that she would feel really guilty about her kids not being there, but we convinced her that this would be a more adult oriented trip, and that she could use it as a scouting and planning trip for when she brought the kids. She eventually agreed and we set up the late October plans. "Did Lisa ever let you know if they would be able to meet us there, even if just for a day?" I responded. "Yes, she hasn't completely blown it off, but she keeps saying that the business is so busy they just don't think the can get away, especially since they are doing back-to-back cruises in November and will be gone for two weeks then." "I know you are disappointed. Maybe you should reach out to Steve directly, even offer to sneak out for a quickie in his car in the parking lot, or at least offer him a blow job, I know how much you liked sucking his dick." She smiled as she finished talking, gave me a wink, and her tone was friendly as she said it. On the cruise we had meet Lisa, her husband Steve, and the rest of her family. Steve had shown some attraction to me, especially my ass and legs. For a man I have a pretty nice butt, the result of some good genetic and a ton of squats. My legs looked great from hours on the stair machine. Lisa had told me that she and Steve and an understanding. He was allowed to get blow jobs and have anal sex, occasionally, with other people because she didn't like doing either one of those things. In return she could in her words- "suck on titties and lick pussy" because Steve did not have those. As part of my confession to Sarah about my crossdressing I had admitted that I was at least curious about sex with a man. While I think she was a little shocked by that, the truth was that she and I hadn't had sex in several years. We got along well, enjoyed each other's company, especially traveling together, but there was little to no intimate contact between us. In fact, we had shared more hugs, in the five days while I was dressed as Brandi on the cruise ship, than we had in the last couple years. She had also told me, paraphrasing her words- "Brandi could get as much dick as she wanted but that Brad couldn't, and Brandi wasn't allowed to be a lesbian." This had led to me and Steve developing a relationship and yes, I had given him several blow jobs during the cruise. I had also lost my anal virginity to him and he fucked my ass twice, the last time we had stayed the night together and I admit I had very much enjoyed being the little spoon as I drifted off to sleep. The big irony was that Lisa and I had become close friends despite me sleeping with her husband. After the cruise we texted almost daily and shared stories, jokes, and memes. She especially enjoyed inappropriate adult Disney memes and sharing pics of hot men, mostly firemen, cowboys and construction workers. I had shared some texts with Steve also, but it was pretty rare, I had even sent a couple pics of me in lingerie, and he responded with dick pics, we had also sexted a couple of times. As time had gone on that had slowed down and it had easily been a month since I had heard from him. I decided to fire back at Sarah's comment about hooking up with Steve in the parking lot. "You know why go all the way to the car in a hot parking lot, I could blow him or just straddle him and ride his dick while he sat on toilet in a family restroom at the park." Her eyes widened as I said that. "Well, you were definitely a cum slut on the cruise ship so I am sure you could fall right back onto the whore wagon." Sadly, instead of seeing that as an insult it aroused me, and I thought I might have to find a little time with one of my toys I had hidden in the closet. I also knew that she had gotten the last shot in and won this little skirmish. It was another reminder that we still hadn't found a comfortable place for Brandi in our day to day lives. The next day I went for a long run in the morning, followed by a bunch of squats and planks. I was trying to keep my girlish figure. I had stopped working out my arms as much, in an effort for them to be a little less bulky so they would look better in sleeveless dresses. I was glad to see though that more and more women were proud of how working out made their arms look and mine didn't stand out nearly as much as I thought they would. I am five foot nine inches tall and weigh about one hundred and seventy pounds. It makes me tall for a woman, especially when wearing heels, which I love to do. I can pass and blend in, but I am always conscious of my size. Sarah was a night owl, so she had slept in. A few years ago, because of her snoring and her restless leg syndrome, we gave up on sharing the same bedroom. At first, I thought that maybe that contributed to the reduction in intimacy between us, but the reality was, that wasn't it. I think that part of our life had just run its course. Because that wasn't a part of our life, I sometimes struggled with why she cared what I wore or even who I was interested in sleeping with. I decided I would begin packing for our trip. I had consulted Sarah weeks ago on what I would need. Having never been to Disney in girl mode before, I wanted to make sure that I packed the right things. After a few smart-ass comments along the lines of, if I left my cocktail dresses and fuck me heels at home I would have about one outfit to wear, she finally gave me some real advice. I had ordered a few pairs of leggings from Jordie's Disney Lularou stuff, along with ordering some cute dresses, from the Shopdisney site. I also got a couple of Disney themed running skirts, and a few pairs of shorts to go with my growing collection of Disney Princess themed t shirts. I was thinking the shorts or leggings and t shirts for the day in the parks. Then the skirts or dresses in the evenings, for visits to Disney Springs, and especially for the dinner at the Yachtsmen Steakhouse. In my opinion the best restaurant in Disney. I had bought two pairs of Converse Disney themed sneakers, along with a pair of pink and purple women's Asics. Those would be my primary park shoes. I would save the converse and the one pair of strappy flat sandals I was bringing for the evenings. I had also managed to add a few pairs of Minnie Ears to my collection and planned to color coordinate those with my outfits each day along with my Magic Band. I also had a few more pieces of Disney jewelry including earrings now. The earrings, longer hair, and keeping my legs and underarms shaved had caused some friction with Sarah. She was worried that I just kept pushing my look and eventually our adult children would wonder what was going on. I just passed it all off as being because of my bike riding and swimming exercises along with a bit of a midlife crisis, plus going a little hippie, because I could, kind of thing. So far it hadn't seemed to cause a problem. I heard Sarah as she came in behind me, having just woken up. I was a little worried that as she saw me packing the suitcase, we were going to start the morning off on the wrong foot. This would be our second trip since the cruise that I had spent the entire time cross-dressed. The first one had been a long weekend to Atlantic City. The time I had been able to pack some great dresses and heels, although Sarah said I had been overdressed the whole time. "Good Morning, how did you sleep?" I asked. "Fairly, well at least compared to normal. Thanks, how about you?" Her tone was pleasant. "Okay, starting to get more excited about the trip," I replied. "Yea, I can see. Packing already." She scanned what I had laid out. "And it looks like you are following my advice on sensible clothing and shoes." I laughed. "Yes, I do listen to you, at least most of the time." She smiled back at me and I continued. "What are you going to wear for the flight down? The plan for that day is still just an hour or two at the pool, and then Disney Springs for dinner the first night, right?" We had a noon flight, which put us in Orlando at about two. After the Magic Express bus ride, it would be between three and four before we got to the resort. A little pool time and then dinner around seven thirty or so. We were going get to bed early so we could rope drop the Magic Kingdom on the first full day. "Yes, and I am going with leggings, my park tennis shoes, and a long sleeve t shirt. I will probably throw a tee shirt into my carry on just in case it is really warm when we get there. Although the forecast for the week is great. Low to mid 80s and sunny pretty much every day I think, a little cooler the first day at the Magic Kingdom." "Let's hope that is accurate. Okay, I think leggings for me and probably a spirit jersey, tennis shoes are a good idea for the airports. And I will pack a t shirt in my carry on along with my bathing suit and flip flops, if I don't need to change because I am too warm, I can wear it as a cover for my bathing suit." "That a girl, you really are starting to think like a woman. Have you had breakfast yet?" Sarah asked. "No just coffee, I was going to make some toast in a little bit." "Okay, I was thinking we could possibly go to Panera for lunch and then I have a surprise for you scheduled at one thirty. You will probably want to go as Brandi for it, casual Brandi. Like t shirt, shorts and flip flops casual if it is warm enough. I don't think it is supposed to get cold until tonight." "Sounds good. Thanks." When she left, I was back to the ongoing level of confusion. Yesterday, it seemed like my crossdressing was an eight-hundred-pound gorilla in the room. Today she seemed eager to be going to Disney with Brandi and had a surprise planned me. I really hoped we could find a comfortable place for this part of me. When I thought deeply about it, I understood it was a lot to ask, I mean not many women would be really tolerant of their husband trying to out girly them, let alone being more interested in getting dick than they were. I ate my toast and some yogurt and finished the coffee. Sarah had a breakfast bar and then went and showered. After cleaning up the kitchen I headed up for my shower. After I finished that I tried put my hair up into a very short, high ponytail. Unfortunately, it still wasn't long enough for that so it just I just let lay flat and tucked some if behind my ears. For my makeup I went with a touch of eye liner and mascara, a light coating of lip stick, and then added some small gold hoop earrings. With the towel up around my chest, a quick glance at me would make you think woman. A pair of yellow bikini panties and a matching bra were next. Setting my forms into the bra, I pulled on a pair khaki shorts and lavender women's cut t shirt. With the clothing, boobs, and make up I would stand up to a little longer glance of being seen as a woman. I had learned since returning from the cruise that blending in and passing were a function of wearing appropriate clothing for the activity and projecting yourself as a woman. I think part of the problem that Sarah was having, besides the frequency that I wanted to spend time as Brandi, is that I was getting better and better with my movements and mannerisms. I had also worked on my voice and while far from perfect I was no longer scared that it would immediately give me away. I had tried to discuss this with her, but she just kept telling me that I need to find myself and what I wanted or more importantly needed. "Are you ready?" Sarah said as she made her way downstairs. "Yep, just need to grab my purse," I responded. "Can you get mine also? It should be on the end of the counter. I will drive." "Yes, and are you sure?" I responded and asked. "Yep, remember I am surprising you," she said as I handed her purse. She had put her hair in a ponytail and had done some light makeup also. She was wearing a pair navy capris, which were her choice more often than shorts, and a cute pink three-quarter sleeve top. She stepped out of the house first and after closing the door behind me I watched as she walked to her car. Like many women who had just finished menopause she was carrying some extra weight in her midsection, but her ass still looked good. She would occasionally catch me checking out her butt, especially when she had on a pair of leggings. I could never completely read her face, but it appeared that she was happy that I still looked at her with at least a touch of desire. We had a nice lunch at Panera and our conversation was mostly going over making sure we were both packing everything we would need. Then we did a review of our plans for Disney World when we got there. Each day had a plan for a different park with a couple of days with two different parks, but we also did not want it to feel to rushed. Since we were going in October, we were going to enjoy the Food and Wine Festival at Epcot and the Mickey's Not so Scary Halloween Party also. When lunch was over Sarah drove us to her nail salon. As we pulled in the parking lot, I saw Pat and Jordie get out of their car. It had been a while since I had last seen them and even though I knew we were getting ready to spend a week together it still made me smile. I had always loved Pat and like Sarah, considered her a close friend. Since the cruise I had gone from looking at Jordie as a friend's daughter to one my closest friends. Life always seemed a little better when they were around especially when I was dressed as Brandi. As we got out of the car, they greeted us, and we all exchanged hugs. Walking in I turned to Jordie. "Are you ready for tomorrow? Excited?" "Definitely excited, mostly ready, still feeling a little guilty not bringing the kids. How about you, excited about a whole week as Brandi?" The change in her tone from mentioning not bringing her kids to ask me if I was excited was why I thought she was so special. She was so genuine in everything she said. "This trip will help you make your daughters trip even more special. I promise. And yes, I am, especially since you and your mom are a part of it." The last part was definitely true. "Have you heard anything about whether Lisa and her family will be there? I would love to see Nancy and Melissa again. Plus, I am sure you would love to see Steve." She winked at me after mentioning Steve. "Last time I texted her it didn't sound like they would make it. I will text her later though and see if that has changed." When we got into the salon it was obvious that Sarah had set this up. The four of us were led to our stations and had pedicures done. We all had our toenails painted red with small white polka dots. The big toe had a strip of black on the end. They made you think of Minnie and I immediately thought what a shame it would be to cover them up. After we had a quick picture taken, with each of us putting one foot into the photo, we moved over to the manicure stations. Sarah told me she had already told them what I was going to have done. Both thumbs were done in a Minnie style but with pink as the base, white polka dots and a Mickey sillouhete. I watched with a growing excitement as acrylic nail extensions went on each finger and a different Disney Princess appeared on each one. Belle, Aerial, Rapunzel, Snow White on one hand and the other had Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty, and then Elsa and Anna. "These are so amazing," I told Sarah. "Thank you so much." "You're welcome. I thought you would like that theme. What do you think of mine?" She held up her hands to show me, I saw the Little Mermaid theme with Aerial, Prince Eric, Flounder, and Sebastian. "Wow. Those look great. Do you like them?" I responded. "Yes, although I know what a pain, they we will be also." She smiled as she said it, but I knew she was serious, anytime she did acrylics she would bitch about how they made things harder to do. "Well, I think they are fabulous, and I am so excited I will have them at Disney." "You are such a GIRL!" Sarah replied and we both laughed. Leaving the nail salon, I started to say my goodbyes when Sarah told me we had to stop by Pat's and Jordie's before heading home. All three of them were smiling at me as she said it so I thought something might be up. When we got there, I was directed around to the rear basement entrance which led to Pat's hair salon. She worked out of her home. I was told to sit in a chair and was spun away from the mirror. She immediately combed my hair out and then began to do something. It took a few minutes, but I finally figured out she was putting extensions in my hair. When she was done my hair went from just about neck level to falling a few inches lower than my shoulder. She told me this would give me some fun options for Disney World. "Can I braid it? Or even do pig tails?" I asked excitedly. "Yep. And we could also curl it or do something dramatic, maybe for the.... Um the dinner at the fancy place," Pat replied. Sara shot Pat a look and then said to me. "Pig tails? Aren't you a little old for pig tails?" "Teen age girl, remember, crossdressers are teenage girls stuck in a middle age man's body." I smiled. Pat laughed her amazing laugh that always made me smile, Jordie who was 20 years younger than the rest of us giggled, Sara just sighed. Pat and Jordie walked us out to our car. As had been a habit on the cruise, and some of the special outings that I had gone on as Brandi, I ended up close to Jordie and Pat and Sarah walked together. We told them we would be at their house around nine to pick them up to take them to the airport. I reminded them to pack their pool gear in their carry- on and be able move from cold or cool weather to much warmer. "Much warmer and pool both sound great to me," Pat offered. "Me too," I responded. "Maybe you pool bunnies can find some men to add to the Disney Magic." Sarah said and then turned to me. "And since you are such a cum slut maybe you can get some special Pixie Dust." It was supposed to be a joke, or at least I think it was, but it fell flat. I smiled at her but there was an awkward silence. I hadn't been with any men since our cruise. Not because I wasn't interested but more because the right opportunities hadn't occurred. Of all the things that had happened on the cruise, it seemed like sleeping with Steve, more than once, was the one thing that had caused friction with Sarah. She tolerated the crossdressing, sometimes she encouraged it, although she did seem to like to make her sarcastic jabs. We had talked about those and she said it was just a coping mechanism for her and that she didn't really mean them. Most of the time it felt like that was true, there were occasions though it felt deeper than that. We hadn't talk much at all about what happened with Steve. I think it was partly because it highlighted the fact that we were both very aware it had been three years since the last time she and I had sex. It had been even longer since the last time we had done anything more than missionary style sex. There had been a very brief moment on the cruise when I thought something might happen, but she shot down that idea immediately. So, I was back to getting myself off when the mood struck. Interestingly, that mood struck the most often these days after Lisa or Jordie sent me memes with pictures, or dirty jokes, that had hot men in them. More and more it involved my getting one of my toys from their hidden place in the closet. A battery-operated boyfriend had become a favorite for that. Pat always the one to break the ice said. "Well, Disney World, warm weather, pools, and Pixie Dust of any kind, all sound great to me. I can't wait to be there. We will see you all at 10:00 tomorrow." I thanked Pat for the hair extensions and gave her a hug. Then hugged Jordie before getting in the car. Our drive home was quiet but for whatever reason it didn't feel that tense. I kept stealing glances at both my nails and Sarah's. Every trip we had made to Disney World before I was very jealous when I would see women with Disney themed nails. "Thank you again for the nail appointment. I was always so jealous of the women there and their Disney nails." Sarah smiled and reached for my hand and gave it squeeze. That is what was so confusing. If I had been in a male mode, she would have never done that. "You are welcome. I am excited for you on this trip. I think you are going to love being Brandi at Disney. Remember it is where dreams come true." She laughed. "Seriously, be sure to enjoy every minute of it and let all the girly feelings and emotions you have felt you had to hide while there in the past come out." I took my other hand and put it on top of hers and squeezed. "I will. I promise." After dinner that evening, we finished our packing. I had left my bra, forms, and top on but had switched into leggings. I figured with the hair extensions there was no hiding Brandi anyways. My phone vibrated right as sat down in the living room to enjoy a glass of wine and watch the latest episode of Below Deck with Sarah. Hey Brandi. Really sorry but we aren't going to be able to make it to Disney this week. Hopefully on your next trip. I hope you have a wonderful time. I will want to hear all about your experiences. Lisa had texted. Trying to text back was a little difficult with my new nails. I peaked over at Sarah and she was grinning at me. That is disappointing, but I understand. I hope we can work something out soon. Thanks for letting me know. I responded. "How are those nails going?" Sarah laughed. I chuckled. "Yes, you were right. Texting isn't that easy. That was Lisa, they aren't going to be able to make it, unfortunately." "That is a shame. Are you disappointed in not getting to see Steve?" Sarah asked in a sincere tone. "Yes, but believe it or not, I might be more disappointed in the not seeing Lisa. I haven't talked to Steve in at least a month. I text Lisa almost every day." "Does that mean you have gotten the desire for men out of your system? Your curiosity has been satisfied for that?" She looked right at me as she said it. "No, not sure that will ever go away now that I have experienced it." I attempted to hold her eye as I responded but couldn't. "I just may be past the teenage girl, boy crazy part of it." I am not sure if that was true. As much as she teased me about it you would have thought I would be comfortable talking about it, but I wasn't. Deep down I would love to see Steve again, to kiss him again, and to have sex with him again. "So, you have watched a bunch of proposal videos, episodes of the dress and other wedding stuff and now are in the dream wedding and happily ever after phase?" She smiled to indicate she was joking. "I already had my dream wedding, when I married the woman of my dreams," I replied looking right at her. Her face showed shock at my response, then her eyes filled with tears as she got up and came over and sat next to me and pulled me into the tightest hug we had shared in a decade. That resulted in my eyes filling with tears. We held our hug for a long time and she finally let me go and backed away. "It was the wedding of my dreams also. You gave it to me and paid for almost all of it since my parents were so cheap." She wiped away a tear from her cheek. "You were beautiful that day and it was worth every penny." "Thank you. A lot of times I don't understand all of this, the crossdressing, the girly stuff, the sex with a man. What I do understand, is that you are a good person, and you held all that inside of you for so long, and you gave me so much while doing it." I interrupted. "You know I don't understand all it either. There are many times I wish it would all go away but it never does. It may get hidden, buried, covered up but it is still there and then there is a trigger, or something happens, and it pours out becoming almost an obsession." She looked at me and her eyes indicated that I should continue, she wanted to hear more. "Crossdressers talk about a thing called the Pink Fog. It is used to describe these periods where the need and compulsion to dress up and to feel feminine or girly is overwhelming. It is during those periods that they are often caught, or they push the limits so much it blows up on them." "I think I do get that. That makes sense. Would you say that you are in a what did you call it... a Pink Fog period now?" Her eyes looked at with a warmness and sincerity that made me emotional. "Definitely, I have been since the first day of the cruise last March. I know I keep pushing the boundaries and I would like to stop but I can't." She smiled and moved to hug me again. "Thank you for being honest, it makes all this so much easier when you tell me what is going on. And it is okay for you to think about a dream wedding as Brandi, it is what girls do." She leaned back and smiled. I leaned forward and kissed her cheek which caught her off guard, but she smiled, and I spoke. "Thanks, I think I will have my dream Disney visit first and then start dreaming about a wedding." She laughed. "We are going to have a wonder trip." It was difficult to sleep that night. I got up at six and made my way down to start some coffee. I then headed to the shower and using my women's shampoo, conditioner and soap gave my hair and body a thorough cleaning. Next, I shaved my legs and arm pits. Sarah had told me this task would grow old but so far it hadn't, I loved doing it and how it felt. A super close facial shave was next, I was again thankful for my light beard. I slipped a robe on and went back to eat my light breakfast and enjoy the coffee. "Good Morning Brandi," I heard from behind me. "Good morning, how did you sleep?" "Fair. To excited about starting our trip." As we ate, we went through our packing check list again, since this was the third or fourth time, we had done it there didn't seem to be anyway we could have forgotten something. We cleaned up the kitchen together and headed up to do our makeup and get dressed. I slide on a black thong and matching bra with my forms followed by a pair purple and pink Minnie leggings along with pink Disney World spirit jersey. I pulled my hair up into a ponytail and slipped it through the back of a purple baseball cap. Sliding my feet into my running shoes I looked in the full-length mirror and decided that I looked kind of cute and would mostly pass if I wasn't looked at too closely. I tucked a last couple things into my luggage. I was just zipping up my suitcase when Sarah walked in my room holding a CVS bag. She was wearing her navy capris and long sleeve tee shirt with Aerial on the front of it. "Hey tuck this into your suitcase okay." She handed me the bag. "What is it?" I asked and opened it seeing some lube and a box of condoms. "Um, seriously?" "Just in case. A girl should be prepared." She smiled. I know I blushed but put it in my suitcase. "Oh wow. I just realized something." Sarah frowned. "What?" "I am going to have to carry my own suitcase downstairs. I can't be asking another woman to do that for me." She laughed. The drive to Pat and Jordie's house was quick. We loaded them and their luggage into the car and the energy in the group immediately went up. The excitement for going to Disney World was evident in their voice and Sarah and I shared a knowing look and smile. It was obvious we had made a good decision to bring them with us. It was going to be a fun week. We had all agreed we would wait for our coffee, or in Sarah's case a Coke, until we got to the airport. First, we had to check our luggage in with Jet Blue. We were using Disney's Magic Express program that would deliver our luggage to our hotel room. That is why we had packed our bathing suits into our carry on. I began to get a little nervous as I made my way to the TSA checkpoint. This was my first time, doing what a lot of crossdressers called, flying pretty. It wasn't exactly sure what would happen when I presented my ID. I went through, got a brief second look at me but the woman agent smiled and told me to have safe travels. Arriving at our gate we saw numerous families who were obviously on there way to Orlando. I enjoyed the cute outfits on the kids and noticed that a lot of their moms were doing some Disney bounding with matching shirts, already wearing their ears and like me had done their nails in Disney themes. Jordie was sitting next to me and I turned to her and asked. "What are you looking forward to the most?" "All of it." She flashed her smile. "Seriously, I may be more excited than a lot of these kids. You look great, are you excited?" "Thank you. Yes, a little nervous still but every time I look down and see my leggings and my finger nails, I feel, I don't know what the word is. I do know that that this trip I won't be jealous of all the women." She laughed. "Yea, a lot of them are going to be looking at you and be jealous." When they started the boarding, I snuck off to the family restroom for a quick pee. I considered using the women's room but thought this was safer. I checked my make up and hair after washing my hands. I was happy with what I saw. The flight down was mostly uneventful. I think the flight attendant, who was around my age, figured me out but only because she seemed a little extra attentive and complimentary. Then I thought I was just being paranoid. On past flights I would have been admiring her uniform, especially her hosiery and shoes. A pair of navy-blue pumps with a sensible three-inch heel. Jordie was sitting next to me and when she walked away the last time she said. "I think she has a crush on you." "I think she figured me out and is interested in the novelty of it," I replied. "Possibly, but you look a lot better than you give yourself credit for. I am going with a crush." I was grateful for a smooth flight and one of the gentlest landings ever. It was almost like we were flying one second and taxiing the next. Having made this flight a number of times I always enjoyed the excitement that would take over as we made our way to the gate. I did laugh at how as soon as we stopped everyone jumped from their seat. Sarah and I pulled our Magic Bands out of our carry-ons and put them on our wrist. We each had over a dozen in multiple color and styles. Sarah tended to wear her Aerial one all the time. I liked to color coordinate mine to the clothing I was wearing, even in when wearing boy clothing. I had chosen a purple one for today. I remember on one trip I thought I was being bold wearing a pink one in front of Sarah and spent the whole day admiring it. Pat asked, "So, this thing is our room key, park ticket, and we can use it to pay for stuff also, right?" "Yes, and it also let's us use our Fastpasses. Be careful with the paying for stuff. It is easy to just tap for things and forget they actually want payment for it," Sarah replied. Jordie looked at me. "And Fastpasses let us go to the front of the line, right? I want to make sure I figure all that out before I bring the girls." "They put you in a faster line, so yeah kind of to the front of the line. I will make sure you are an expert by the end of the trip." "That was nice flight. Excited to be here?" Sarah asked. "Always, but yes a little more this time. Thank you." We made our way to the airplane door; I knew that a rush of humidity was coming and that always made it real that we were in Florida. "Hope you had a great flight and enjoy Florida," my flight attendant said to me with a huge grin. "It was great. Thanks." I heard Jordie laughing behind me as we started up the gangway. We stopped as a group at the first ladies' room we came to. I sat in my stall and seeing my panties in my leggings smiled. At this point things like that shouldn't still affect me but they did. Having had to hide my crossdressing for most of my life I still couldn't believe that I was out in the real world presenting myself as a woman. A quick stop at the sink to wash my hands and seeing my nails produced the same feeling. Exiting the bathroom, we all fell into together, and what had become our routine when out as a group, Jordie walked next to me and Pat next to Sarah. Jordie was only two inches shorter than I was and it helped to hide my five-foot eight inches height which was a little tall for a girl. We also tended to dress a little more girly than Pat and Sarah. Sarah and I could practically make the walk to the Magic Express blindfolded. When we reached the Magic Express entrance, I began to get even more excited. This happened every time we came. The line was short, and I stepped up touched my Magic Band to the circle and watched it light up green. The cast member looked at the computer screen. "Welcome, Port Orleans French Quarter correct?" "Yes." "Lane 4, please." Sarah directed Pat to touch her band and the same quick conversation occurred. We followed the stanchions and met up with the other groups and families waiting for our turn to load onto the bus. Sarah and I exchanged smiles as we watched the kids, the excitement was clear in their faces, and voices. This was a definite bond between us, the feeling we both had when were a part of the Disney experience. We eventually boarded the motor coach bus that had Magical Express written on the side with pictures of various Disney characters. The drive to the resort would take about 40 minutes. We would have to make one quick stop at the Old Key West Resort before we arrived at ours. The Port Orleans French Quarter was our favorite moderate resort. Disney broke down their resorts in three categories- value, moderate, and deluxe. There were deluxe resorts that we liked more, my favorite was The Polynesian and Sarah liked The Animal Kingdom Lodge. We were making our way through staying at all of them, but we booked Port Orleans on a regular basis. It was the smallest resort so you could save a lot of your walking for the parks. Plus, it only had one bus stop which was nice. Since we had done the online check in, we had received texts telling us our rooms were available and our room number. The lobby at Port Orleans wasn't elaborate, especially compared with Wilderness Lodge, The Grand Floridan, Animal Kingdom and some of the others. It was cute and functional like the rest of the resort. We went through it and out the back and made the short walk to our room which was in the building a little to the left behind it. The rest of the resort was made up of buildings designed to look like the French Quarter. Arriving at our side-by-side rooms, Sarah showed Pat how to use her Magic Band as her room key. I stepped into our room and heard them say we would meet them at the pool in about twenty to thirty minutes. The room was fairly standard, it had a two queen beds, a night stand, dresser and a small table and set of chairs. In the back was a double sink dressing area that had a curtain for some privacy and tub and toilet bathroom off it. Our habit was I would take the bed closer to the bath room, so I laid my carryon on it and pulled out my bathing suit and flip flops. Sarah had jumped into the bathroom for a quick pee. When she came out, I gathered a few things and pulling the curtain behind me stepped into the dressing area. I quickly undressed and started to slip into my new bathing suit. It was a one piece and unlike the one I had worn on the cruise it did not have a built-in skirt. The base color was black, but it was covered with a bright floral print. Before pulling the top up I slipped a panty liner into the crotch and pushed all my dangling parts back, the result was a nice smooth front. I set my breast forms into the cups and made sure my shoulder straps were lying flat. I loved that I could wear this suit and have just a hint of cleavage, without it being obvious they were breast forms. It fit tight and all my curves were definitely accented. I had brought a small make up bag with me, so I touched up my makeup, especially the mascara and lipstick before pulling the curtain back. Sarah had put her bathing suit on while I had changed. Her eyes widened a little when she saw me. "New suit? I didn't know you had bought that?" she asked. "Yes, is it okay?" I looked down at is as I responded. "Uh yea. You look good, just wondering if maybe, I don't know. Is it age appropriate? It fits you very well. Maybe I am just jealous." Her tone was sincere and without sarcasm. "I hadn't thought about that." I fibbed a little. I had wanted something that didn't automatically make you think older woman when you saw it. "I just liked the colors really. I brought my other one, but it is in my suitcase." "It is fine. Especially if you are hoping to attract attention. You know though that most of the men here aren't going to be single. They are with their wives and families. Going to be hard to find any dick." She smiled at me. I choose to ignore her. I had decided that these jabs and sarcastic comments were her coping mechanism, and I was determined to not let her get to me. I also realized that in comparison to a lot of other crossdressers, she was much more supportive than most wives. Our building was right next to the pool, so we decided that we really didn't need to put a cover up on just to walk the seventy-five feet to the pool. Our first stop was the pool bar where we each got a Hurricane then stepped into the pool area. Jordie waved at us and indicated that she had found some lounge chairs. The good thing is there was an umbrella covering two of them. That would make Sarah happy since she wasn't a fan of being in the sun. Jordie was wearing a red bikini. She had recently lost some weight and looked fantastic. I turned to Sarah. "Pretty sure no one is going to notice my suit when I am sitting near her." Sarah laughed. "True, sorry dear." "Jordie, you look amazing. You are fucking hot." I smiled at her. She blushed. She was still trying to get her confidence back. Motherhood, followed by her divorce, had unfortunately robbed her of the confidence she had when she was in her early to mid-twenties. Now thirty, she was definitely an attractive woman but didn't always feel that way. She had come out of her shell some on the cruise back in March. She and I had been the ones wearing heels, provocative pirate costumes on Pirates night, and tight dresses that showed lots of leg on semi-formal and formal night. She had told me after the cruise that seeing how much I enjoyed getting to experience all those things had reminded her how good she felt when she did. "Thanks, and that suit looks great on you." I thanked her as I sat in the lounge chair. Pat had come down wearing a suit like one Sarah was wearing who was busy spraying sun screen on all of us. "Well don't you two tart up nicely," she said to Jordie and I. "Surprised there isn't a line of men over her offering to rub sun screen on you all." "Mom, I am not sure their wives would appreciate that." While we finished our drinks, we talked a little about the plans for the week, were overly judgmental about some of the bathing suits we saw being worn, and did check out a few of the dads. I really enjoyed feeling like I was one of the girls and had become more comfortable with it when Sarah was around. We had a cat nap that lasted for about forty- five minutes and realized our couple hours of pool time had passed by really quickly. It was obvious that a lot of the men were checking Jordie out as they walked by. It was a little funny to watch them trying to casually get a better look at her and her curves. One guy almost walked into the pool. Another got a slap on his arm when his wife caught him. "Okay ladies we probably need to get going so we can get showered, changed and headed to dinner," Sarah announced. "Yes. And Jordie's pussy has to be getting a little sore from all the eye fucking she is getting," I said and we all laughed. "You are just jealous and worried there won't be any dick for you," Sarah added. I laughed. "I am definitely envious of how great she looks. And I would love some dick. It has been a while." "What happens with you and Disney? On the cruise you turned into a slut and on our first day at Disney World you are ready to slut it up?" Sarah responded, the look on her face didn't reveal if she was serious or joking. "What time do you want us to be ready? And should we knock on your door when we are?" Pat asked. "Think an hour, hour and half is enough? Will that work for you Princess?" Sarah looked at me. "Yes, that should be fine. And you are the one that needs all the time for your hair," I responded with a chuckle. Our luggage was in our room when got there. I unpacked while Sarah showered. I am not sure why, but I was comfortable with Sarah seeing my sundresses hanging up along with the leggings shorts and shirts I had brought with me. I did make sure all my bras and panties were tucked in drawer before she was done. Coming out of the shower she said. "Do you mind jumping in there really quick. I want to try and get rid of the steam before I start on my hair." "No problem," I said as I moved past her. It took us both about an hour to finish getting ready. There was about a fifteen-minute period where we both stood in front of the double sink in the dressing area each doing our makeup. At one point Sarah smiled at me in the mirror and I returned the smile. The smiles were different than normal, there was a genuine intimacy in the smiles. These moments, which happened regularly, had an element of bitter sweet in them. The sweet part was it was a reminder that we shared a deep love and affection of each other, one that had been built in the over thirty years of being together. This had included raising two kids together and now being a grandparent to our first grandchild. The bitter part was it seemed to happen most often when I was in, what Sarah had come to refer to as girl mode, and that there was no intimacy or passion included in that love and affection. Sarah was wearing a pair of navy capris and Margaritaville tee shirt. It was a fairly standard outfit for her. She had also chosen to wear her park tennis shoes. She was definitely going for comfort and practicality over style. I had chosen a red with white polka dot skaters dress with cap sleeves and a pair of custom red converse Chuck Taylor's with a Minnie silhouette and white polka dots. When I pulled the curtain back from the dressing area Sarah had smiled. I was nervous at what her reaction would be. I knew I was overdressed for the occasion and was a little worried that it was going to cause some friction. "You are such a girl!" She laughed. "Seriously, you look really cute. I have to be honest though, you might be a little to old for that outfit, although it does make you look younger. You are going to attract a lot of attention, okay with that?" "Thanks. I know. I just couldn't resist. Remember, crossdressers are teenage girls at heart." I smiled. "And the attention?" "Are you worried about it? Will it bother you if people figure out you are with a crossdresser? I mean you will just be a person in the group. No one will know you are my wife; it isn't like we are affectionate, especially in public," I responded. "I am fine with it. Sorry I was worried for you. Let's go," she said sharply and turned to the door. I grabbed my black sling strap purse and my black Minnie ears and put them on. I quickly looked in the mirror and liked what I saw. As I followed her out the door, I knew that I had upset Sarah and I felt bad, especially since it we had just had the earlier moment while doing our makeup. The roller coaster of emotions that surrounded me being transgendered continued. Our timing was perfect as Pat and Jordie stepped out of their room at exactly the same moment. Pat was wearing a pair of red Minnie leggings rolled up to look like capri's and a black top. Jordie was wearing a white sundress and a pair of sandals. Like on the cruise, Jordie and I definitely were embracing our ability to wear more girly outfits. "You look fantastic Brandi," Jordie said and hugged me. "Thanks so do you," I replied. "So where to?" Pat asked. "Follow me," I announced, Jordie fell in next to me and Pat and Sarah walked behind us. As we walked to our destination I was loving looking down and seeing my shoes. I also loved the feel of the slight breeze on my legs and the movement of my dress. I couldn't understand why Sarah wouldn't want this also. One of the things I loved about Disney was how they moved people. They use buses, monorails, boats, a gondola, and even their own Lyft service. During the week I would make sure we took advantage of all of them. Tonight, we were going to take a boat from our resort to Disney Springs. It was a short walk from our room to the boat landing. We when got there we saw some other groups waiting for the next boat. A husband and wife with their two younger kids, one in a stroller, two women in their thirties that were most likely a couple, one of them was wearing some rainbow Minnie ears. I had been thinking about getting a pair of those for myself. I sometimes struggled with not being more open about being a part of the LBGTQ community. I was pretty sure Sarah would veto them though. The last group looked to be a large family. Two of them were older, probably mid to late seventies and obviously grandparents of the five younger kids aged from around five to ten years old. There were three middle aged males and two women to finish out the group, all looked to be in their thirties, early forties top. As was a habit, I checked the hands for wedding rings and saw that only one man and woman had rings on the left hand. Not long after we got there a boat arrived. After it docked a few of the passengers got off but most stayed on. This boat had picked up passengers from the other Port Orleans Resort called Riverside. We had stayed there and enjoyed it, but it was much larger than Port Orleans French Quarter and had four bus stops. We took our turns boarding the boat, the kids from the larger group jockeying for the best seats. We squeezed into one row. It was tight and I was on the end. I had been very conscious of smoothing my dress under me as I sat and now was focusing on keeping my legs together. A couple of the men had been checking out both mine and Jordie's legs, probably way more Jordie's, and they continued to try, and steal looks. One of the women with them smirked as she watched them. We made our way up the river to Disney Springs, it was about a 20-minute ride, Pat and Jordie thanked us again from bringing them on the trip. We reminded them to enjoy the pace today because tomorrow was going to hectic starting with an early morning. When Pat asked what early meant and we told her breakfast at 07:15 she groaned. After docking and leaving the boat we headed into the heart of Disney Springs. The area is filled with shops and restaurants. There is also entertainment. We had a reservation at Ragland Road, an Irish Pub restaurant and probably my favorite restaurant that wasn't at a park or a resort. We were halfway to the location when I heard Pat and Sarah laughing behind us. "What is so funny?" I asked. Sarah answered. "Those guys on the boat. They couldn't take their eyes of you and Jordie. Or at least off your legs and asses. I swear they almost mowed down a dozen kids and couple old ladies. They just all headed toward the Boathouse and one of the women stopped and two of them crashed into her. She was pissed." I smiled at Jordie. I was sure they were checking her out way more than me and I loved it for her confidence. I also liked the idea of them checking me out also. It felt very validating. Our dinner was fantastic, as always, I had ordered Bangers and Mash and ate half of it, along with drinking a Black and Tan. I rarely drank beer when dressed as Brandi but couldn't resist tonight. I still felt butterflies when I would see my nails holding a glass and my lipstick prints on the rim. Pat had the Shepard's Pie, which she said was amazing. Sarah and Jordie both had Caesar Salads. We had a great table and could see the stage from it. Routinely musicians and Irish dancers would come out and perform. Every time we had been here before I would be envious of the women dancers and their cute skirts. On our way out I stopped in the gift shop and considered buying a tartan skirt I saw but since I knew we were going to the huge World of Disney Store before heading back to the hotel I held off. As we walked to the store Sarah moved up next to me. "So, Brandi, how are you enjoying your first day at Disney? Has it met your expectations?" "I have loved it. I don't tell you this as often as I should but thank you for this, for supporting it, tolerating it, encouraging it." We had arrived at the front of the store, so we stepped off to the side. "Pat and Jordie, lets plan to meet back here in thirty to forty minutes. The store is huge and easy to get separated in," Sarah directed them. Turning to me she went on. "You are welcome. You put everyone else ahead of you all the other times in your life. This is going to be an amazing week for you I bet. I hope you treasure every minute." Her facial expression told me she was sincere. "I will. I know it." "Great. I am going to go to the pin board and see if there is any thing I want. I am assuming I will find you in the women's section. You won't have to sneak peaks like you always did in the past." She giggled. "You noticed that?" I asked a little shocked. "Yes, although I tried not to. Or I tried to come up with a reasonable reason why you were doing it." She turned and moved into the store. I realized as I walked in that she had again taken me on the roller coaster. Starting this conversation with acceptance and encouragement. Then she ended it, with what felt like the exact opposite, or at least a veiled put down on my interest in women's things. I always wondered if maybe it was my own insecurities about what I was that made me take the comment like that. I watched Sarah make her way to the pin board. She had first started trading pins for a friend of hers who would give her a bag of pins to trade on every trip we went on. At first it was a chore for her, eventually it became a quest to find pins she knew her friend would like. Now, she was doing it for her own enjoyment, and we had our own board at home that displayed our favorites. I made my way over to the women's section. Sarah was right, it felt wonderful to walk up to a display rack and actually take my time looking at the items. I browsed some tee shirts, nothing really jumped out as something I had to have. I did see a cute Tinkerbell themed quarter zip sweat shirt but wasn't sure where I would wear it. I was surprised to see that, of the three dresses they had displayed, I already owned two of them and had brought both with me on this trip. Leaving the women's area, I strolled through the rest of store. I ran into Jordie who had a pair of royal blue sequined Minnie Ears on and was looking in the mirror. "They look good. They really go great with your eyes." Jordie had amazing blue eyes. "You should buy them." "Thanks, I don't know. Seems like a lot of money for pretty much a novelty item." She looked down at the ground instead of at me. "How about this. I will buy them for you," I responded. "No, you all have been way to generous already. I can't," she said this time looking me in the eye. "Okay, I will buy them for our display at our house. You can wear them the rest of the week and borrow them for your trip with your kids." I smiled at her. "Well. That might work." She took them off her head and hugged me while handing them to me. "Thanks, Brandi." I loved her calling me Brandi. There was something in her inflection as she said it that just made it feel fun and joyful. I also really liked her hugs. They seemed so full of warmth and friendliness. I wouldn't tell Sarah or even Pat this but Jordie had definitely become Brandi's BFF I thought. When we had all finished our shopping and met outside there was a quick discussion on what to do next. It was getting close to nine o'clock and we were going to be getting up early the next day, so we decided to head back to the resort. As we walked to the bus station, I noticed that a number of men were checking Jordie and I out, it was mostly her that their eyes landed on but some of them were giving me a look ever also, or at least my legs. We were lucky that our bus pulled up almost right after we arrived at our designated waiting area. There was a slight delay as an older man and his family were loaded with his electric scooter first and then the rest of us were allowed to board. We made our way onto the bus and out of habit I stood in the aisle to allow women to have a seat. Sarah tugged on the hem of my dress and patted the seat next to her. After I sat down, she leaned over and whispered in my ear. "Just one of the many joys of being a woman huh, no long rides standing up." I smiled at her. "True. Definitely a benefit of wearing this outfit." "Of course, if I remember from what you told me earlier this week it isn't a bus that you want to ride when you are dressed like that." She said that a little louder but winked at me. We all headed straight back to our room after the bus ride. A quick reminder that we wanted to be grabbing something to eat between seven and seven fifteen tomorrow and at the bus stop at seven thirty and we said our good nights to Pat and Jordie. "Are you showering in the morning and how heavy are you doing your make up, what about your hair?" Sarah asked. "Yes, to the shower. Ponytail for the hair and I want to make sure I look like a girl so while not heavy makeup, definitely some makeup." I told her. "I am going to shower tonight to free up some time. I had forgotten a little how much a pain it is to share a room with another woman. Especially a Diva like you, or wait we are at Disney, a princess like you!" She smiled and laughed at me. We had taken turns peeing right after we got in and were now standing beside each other at the double vanity and removing our makeup as she said it. I actually liked being called a Diva and a princess, so I just said. "Thank you, I will try to be quick." "I know. Are you excited about tomorrow?" "Yes, very. I was pretty nervous about strange looks and even comments but tonight went fine so I am feeling more confident. Thank you again for letting me do this." "Not sure once the girl burst out of the closet, I got a lot of say in it, but you are welcome." Her tone was flat when she said it, so it was hard to tell if there was any animosity in what she said. I had finished removing my makeup and slipped into my women's Cinderella sleep shirt before climbing into one of the queen beds. Sarah turned off the lights and slipped into the other bed. "I hope tomorrow is filled with Pixie Dust and Disney Magic for my favorite princess. You know this is the place where dreams come true. Good Night Brandi." "Good Night Sarah," I replied. Surprisingly even as excited as I was about tomorrow, I was able to fall asleep pretty quickly. Part 2 coming soon.