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Chrissy Tanner - Part 2
Chapter Four - Transitioning
The drive to the airport and the shuttle ride from the parking lot were
surprisingly uneventful. Barbara checked all of their baggage at the
airline counter, with the exception of her purse and a small carry-on
bag. Mia and Chrissy had only their purses. With her nails finally dry,
Chrissy had stepped aside to check her makeup. While digging through
her purse for the mirror, she found the two tampons, and she shot a
spiteful glance at Mia. Satisfied that her disguise was still intact,
she joined her mother and sister, and the three women headed for the
security checkpoint.
As they stood in line, Chrissy was starting to feel a bit more
comfortable. Strangers weren't staring at her as though she were a
young man in drag. Much to her relief, she seemed to blend in. Barbara
and Mia were discussing something about the hotel as Chrissy watched
the security officer verify each person's ticket. Chrissy silently
panicked, "Oh, shit! Oh, shit!"
Chrissy moved in-between her sister and mother, tugged on her mother's
arm, and nervously whispered, "Mom! I'll have to show him my driver's
license! He'll see my name!"
"Don't worry sweetie," Barbara assured her. "Just act normally. Let Mia
go first, and I'll go behind you. If he asks you about your identity,
I'll step in." Chrissy wasn't worried about getting through, but she
was scared that the officer would read the name 'Christopher' out loud
and draw attention, with everyone hearing whatever his mother's cover
story was. When it was her turn, the officer took Chrissy's boarding
pass and license, compared the two, glanced at her, glanced back at the
license, stamped the ticket, handed everything back to Chrissy, and
announced "Next." Chrissy politely smiled and joined Mia, who was
trying not to laugh. Mia enjoyed every moment of her sister's fear,
knowing that Chrissy wasn't in any real danger. The two stood silently
until Barbara joined them, and they headed toward Chrissy's next
obstacle.
"Mom, I can't believe he didn't even ask me about my name."
Barbara side-hugged her daughter as they walked, and comforted her.
"Sweetie, I'm sure all of the airport staff and government employees
have had plenty of training about being respectful toward 'special
girls' like you." Chrissy rolled her eyes, as Mia giggled.
"Gee, thanks mom." Chrissy didn't know which thing made her feel more
awkward: having her identity scrutinized at the security checkpoint, or
the fact that her mother had been calling her 'sweetie' ever since she
woke up this morning. It definitely made her feel like the baby girl of
the family.
They were now in another line. Everyone had to place their belongings
in a tray, including their shoes, and step through a scanner. Chrissy
got nervous again, but at least she wouldn't have to show her
identification this time. Mia went first, slipping off her ballet flats
and placing them in her tray. There was nowhere to sit, so Chrissy bent
down and started to undo her complicated sandals, but she couldn't
untie the tight knots in the straps around her ankles.
"Mom!" Chrissy whispered. "I need help again! Mia tied my sandals in
knots!" Barbara had already slipped off her sling-back heels (she wore
high heels just about everywhere) and placed all of their other things
in two trays. She had to pull Chrissy aside, bend down, and help her
untie her sandals, with a line of busy airport travelers waiting. This
time, all eyes were on Chrissy, the cute, dizzy, little airhead who was
holding up the entire line while her mommy untied her pretty, pink,
sissy sandals for her. At least, that's the way Chrissy saw herself at
the moment. Her face blushed and she stood petrified as she endured a
wave of agonizing humiliation. At that moment, she wished she had been
checked in as baggage back at the front counter.
After what seemed like a month to Chrissy, Barbara finally stood up
with two sandals in hand, and placed them in Chrissy's tray, while
apologizing to the travelers in line behind them. Chrissy stepped into
the body scanner, raised her hands above her head, and waited. "Clear,"
said the airport worker, and Chrissy stepped out, almost in tears, both
from the trauma and the relief that she was through it. The trays came
through the conveyor belt as Barbara went through the scanner, and
Chrissy meekly took her purse and sandals from the tray. Again, there
was nowhere to sit, so she sat in a large window sill overlooking the
runways, and nervously tried to put her sandals back on. Mia bent down
and helped her little sister, this time tying the straps normally.
Chrissy felt completely vulnerable in her current state, and she wasn't
about to refuse Mia's help, even if she might have tied knots again.
Barbara gathered her things, motioned with her head for her daughters
to follow her, and they proceeded into the vast airport concourse,
heading for their flight's gate.
Chapter Five - Reckoning
None of them said a word for several minutes. They simply walked in
silence, Barbara and Chrissy in front, with Mia just behind them. Both
Barbara and Mia were aware that Chrissy had felt embarrassed with
everyone watching her, but neither of them fully realized how
humiliating that moment had been for Chrissy. As Chris, he had never
actually cross-dressed before this day. He had no sex or gender related
phobias; he simply was scared of being publicly humiliated, as anyone
would've been... as Mia had been. However, despite the temporary
embarrassment, Chrissy was surprised at how comfortable it felt to be
helpless and dependent on others, and how naturally pleasant it felt
knowing that everyone else saw her as a girl. For so long, she had
wanted to know what that felt like... being sweet and feminine...
almost like a walking, talking piece of candy... but she had always
suppressed those thoughts. She was supposed to be a man. That was the
lot she had drawn in life.
By now, Mia already had the revenge she deserved; but as far as Chris
knew, there could be more to come. Despite the tension of the moment,
both Barbara and Mia had found the situation humorous; but they also
felt for their son and brother, and shared Chris' relief that he wasn't
outed in such a large crowd. For all intents and purposes, Chris still
was safely hidden, back at home. However, Chrissy, his alter ego, still
had to cover for him, perhaps for several more days.
While they walked in silence (aside from Chrissy's noisy sandals),
Chris noticed a costume jewelry store out of the corner of his eye, and
suddenly had an epiphany. He reasoned that, as long as he kept thinking
of himself as Chris, he'd always be nervous and paranoid. He couldn't
be two individuals at once, or he'd eventually slip up. Chris decided
to let go, and allow Chrissy to take over... completely. For however
long Chris had to be Chrissy, he might as well embrace the role, as
method actors embrace their roles. Not only would it make him feel more
comfortable for the duration of his cross dressing stint, but if Mia
thought that her brother actually enjoyed being her sister instead, it
might also rob Mia of any additional satisfaction in watching him
suffer.
"There's our gate," announced Barbara. "We still have over an hour.
Let's find a good place to set up camp. There, those four seats over by
the wall. We'll have a bit more privacy there." Barbara placed her
purse and carry-on bag in the empty seat between herself and Mia, and
both women plopped down in their seats, as though they'd been walking
for miles.
Chrissy bent down to eye level with Barbara. She spoke softly, in a
young woman's manner that didn't belong to Chris. "Mom, I have to visit
the ladies room. I'll be right back."
"Sweetie, maybe I'd better go with you. Mia, you stay here and watch
our..." but Barbara again was cut off, and she felt Chrissy's gentle
hand on her shoulder.
"Mom... I said I'll be right back." Barbara took the hint, as Chrissy
turned and walked out of the waiting area, disappearing into the crowd.
Barbara turned to her elder daughter and whispered, "Mia, I realize
that your brother had it coming. I know he put you on the spot for the
sake of a stupid practical joke, and your feelings were truly hurt. I
get that, but enough is enough! Don't you think that scene back there
was payment in full? The poor thing... I could feel his legs trembling
while I was untying the knots that YOU tied. Please tell me you don't
intend to keep this up for the whole trip! As a man, I think Chris is
emotionally strong enough to handle the teasing, but I don't know how
much longer our little Chrissy can hold up. For now, he's trapped as
Chrissy, in public. He can't simply call time out if the stress gets to
him."
"I know. Believe it or not, part of me felt badly for him too. But
that's exactly what I wanted him to feel. I needed him to know exactly
how he made me feel. But you're right. I've made my point, and then
some," confessed Mia.
"Good, then promise me that there won't be anymore surprises."
"Well, I did set one last trap that hasn't sprung yet. While Chris was
still asleep, I took all of his clothes and shoes out of his suitcases
and left them at home."
"Oh, for Pete's sake..."
Mia leaned toward her mom, lowering her voice and trying not to laugh.
"And I replaced them with a box of maxi-pads, a box of tampons, some
scented bath gel, a curling iron, my vibrator, some..."
"Got it, got it..." Barbara leaned back in her chair with her head
against the wall and stared up at the ceiling. She closed her eyes and
started laughing with Mia. "Well, Chrissy and I will just have to go
shopping tomorrow to buy some new clothes for Chris. And we're sending
you the bill!"
Several minutes went by without further conversation. Keeping her eyes
closed, Barbara relaxed for a bit, while Mia played with her phone. The
gate area was starting to fill up as the departure time grew nearer.
Eventually, Mia broke the silence. "Mom, it's been a while since
Chrissy left. Over forty minutes."
Barbara stood up and nervously looked around. "I knew I should've gone
with her." The gate area was becoming crowded, so they were back into
character with the feminine pronouns. After a minute, Barbara glanced
down at Mia with a sigh of relief. "Here she comes."
With the feminine grace of a runway model, Chrissy sashayed over to
them, sipping a fruity concoction through a straw from a clear plastic
cup, while wearing sunglasses. With her other hand that was already
carrying a shopping bag, she effortlessly slid her purse from her
shoulder and hung it over the arm of her chair, along with the shopping
bag. She tucked her skirt under her legs, sat down, and crossed her
legs in one smooth motion, without the slightest acknowledgement of the
two older women next to her.
Stunned, Barbara and Mia raised their eyebrows to each other. Chrissy
had her hair pulled back behind her ears, not merely exposing, but
blatantly showing off her freshly pierced ears. She wore a single stud
earring in each lobe, and three thin rings in the top of each helix.
She also wore a ring on one finger of each hand, where she had none
before.
Barbara cleared her throat. "Girls, I'm going to the ladies room before
boarding starts." She looked directly at Chrissy. "I'll be right back."
Mia began to notice that men were sneaking glances at her younger
sister. She moved to the seat next to Chrissy and gave her a closer
inspection. "Nice earrings. Think you got enough piercings?"
Being able to stealthily scan the terminal area from behind her
sunglasses, Chrissy also had noticed a degree of male attention in her
direction. She slowly turned to Mia, seductively slid the straw out
from between her painted lips, and sarcastically smiled. "For now. But
we still have three fabulous weeks ahead of us, my dear sister."
Chapter Six - Reconciliation
Over the next three weeks, the family planned to travel to three
cities, two of which the sisters had never visited. At the time they
married, the Tanners weren't excessively wealthy, to the point that
they didn't need to work, but after only a few years together, they
certainly became financially secure. Mark and Barbara both had well-
paying jobs, and they always had been wise with their finances. When
they finally decided to start a family, they took extra precautions, in
the event that one or both of them died before their children had grown
up and moved out. Not only could Barbara afford to send her children to
any colleges or universities for which they qualified, but she also
could afford to fly first class. Mia and Chrissy sat next to each
other, while Barbara had a seat behind them. Fortunately, no one had
booked the seat next to Barbara, so she had even more room to relax.
Once the flight got under way, the flight attendant took orders for
drinks and snacks. Barbara and Mia each ordered some pinot grigio.
Chrissy really wanted a glass of wine too, but she was still under age,
so she settled for some generic green tea.
"Chrissy, I'm sorry," whispered Mia, without provocation. "I had every
right to fuck with you, just to get back... but now I wish I hadn't.
Please forgive me."
Chrissy took her sister's hand, interlocking their fingers. "Yeah, I
had it coming. I'll forgive you only on the condition that you also
forgive me. Your revenge definitely took a strange turn though, you
have to admit."
Mia chuckled. "No shit. If someone had told me yesterday that today I'd
be on a plane holding hands and having a heart-to-heart chat with my
little sister..." Both young women giggled.
Hearing the girlish giggling, Barbara spoke up. "It's nice to hear my
two daughters getting along so well. I hope this means we'll have a
truce for the rest of the trip."
"Oh, I think we're good now," Mia assured her mother.
"Shit," Mia again lowered her voice. "Chrissy, I forgot... I did do one
other mean thing. While you were still asleep, I emptied your suitcases
of all of your clothes, and I put a bunch of "female supplies" in
them."
Chrissy looked out of the tiny airplane window and giggled at her
sister's choice of words, then turned back to Mia."Don't worry about
it, Sis," Chrissy replied. "This is a girls-only vacation!" Mia smiled
back at her little sister, assuming that she was just being playful,
and reclined her seat to take a nap.
Actually, Chrissy was having multiple thoughts and feelings. Part of
her was being playful, as Mia thought, simply making the best of the
situation. Chrissy's role playing also was a defensive coping mechanism
for dealing with being stuck as a girl in public until the ink on her
face and nails wore off. However, something else was happening.
Intellectually, she knew that she didn't have to get her ears pierced
to help her pass as a young woman. She already looked the part. It was
emotion that pushed her into that boutique at the airport, and caused
her to get eight piercings at once. It made sense to try to move and
speak like a woman, but she kept asking herself how she would explain
to her mother and sister why she went to that extreme. At the time, she
was upset, and had convinced herself it was part of her method acting
plan, but she knew that wasn't the only reason. In fact, part of her
was enjoying being Chrissy. Part of her felt free, not stuck.
Once Chris decided to embrace being Chrissy, to accept the fact that
she was a girl for the time being, it felt unexpectedly liberating. It
felt like she was wearing a costume on Halloween, when no one would
object to whatever she wore, when everyone has a license to be someone
different. In a way, it also felt like playing a character in one of
her role playing video games, in which she typically would spend well
over an hour with the character creation tool, knowing that she would
be playing as that character for hundreds, if not thousands, of hours.
As she checked her makeup in the mirror from her purse, Chrissy was
reminded of an old adage, "No matter where you go, there you are." Only
this time, Chrissy was going somewhere new AS SOMEONE ELSE, and the
mere thought of it gave her a powerful rush of excitement. While she
was excited by simply pretending to be someone else, it was
specifically pretending to be female that she was enjoying so much. She
didn't want to dwell on it, but it bothered her that she was having fun
when she should be nervous... or was it that she was nervous when she
should be having fun? Her own thoughts were making her head spin, so in
her best female whisper, she asked the attendant for a couple of
aspirin. She then reclined her seat and joined her sister in an
afternoon nap.
Chrissy's boldness in calling for the attendant all by herself didn't
go unnoticed by her mother. "So much for playing it shy and quiet,"
Barbara quietly murmured to herself. Then, her thoughts started
wandering into possible scenarios. "Chris seems a bit too comfortable
being Chrissy... I still can't get over the ear piercings. Is he just
messing with Mia, or is my son suddenly getting in touch with his
feminine side? Is it possible that he's trans, that Mia always knew,
and he and Mia cooked up all of this prank stuff as an act to break it
to me gently?" Eventually, she shook it off, ordered another glass of
wine, and went back to her laptop, reading the website of the first
hotel where they'd be staying.
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