After a few minutes, the change was remarkable. Eye shadow, a bit of mascara, and blush had served to remove any hint of boyishness. I enjoyed being made up as it would remove all traces of boy. Put these shoes on and I think we can show the others what a pretty girl you are now; if that's the right thing to say." At breakfast, auntie announced that we would go to the village for some groceries. She added that she was sorry there were no clothing shops in what was only a village. I was glad of that but I did not let on. My auntie commented that I seem to be happy to wear girls clothes now and I said that they were not too bad. I tried not to seem too excited. Oh, mum, I look so like a girl - I don't know what to say! I mean, I never knew I could look - er, well, you know; so pretty! It's funny; I don't know what to say!" I felt odd and light headed as I turned to look sideways, drinking in the flow of my dress as I turned. As it flowed out, the movement lifted the hem to show a glimpse of the petticoat lace, and a shiver of excitement ran through me as I realized that I looked quite beautiful. Suddenly, I felt relaxed and very happy, and turned to my mother and shrugged, "Mum, I think it's wonderful what you've done to me; I'm not sure what I feel; I just feel mixed up! I know a boy shouldn't say it, but I think that I like wearing this dress and these girls' clothes, and for some reason I'm enjoying it. Is that wrong?" Auntie and my cousins decided to go to town but despite the protests, I decided I was not ready yet to let other people see me. After they left I went for a walk and ran into Luke. At first, I was a bit unsure but after I realized he was convinced that I was a girl I decided to have some fun.

No, I am not, he can learn a lesson from this, if it is okay with you, Janet, mom said to her sister. There, I said it, I don’t like her, but recently, she invited us to stay with her for the summer vacation. Mom was busy with her work, and there was no way she could’ve taken a leave. But instead of cancelling her invitation, she asked me to go there, alone. I was dead against it, but always liked my mom, and never said no to her, thus when she asked about it in the morning, I simply half-heartedly accepted.Well if it is okay with you and the girls, I shall come for him on Sunday next, and mom pulled out cash from her purse and handed it to her sister. I brought my niece along with me in the car; would it be an inconvenience if we came in and looked for just a minute?” Peter looks down at the sinister expression on his auntie’s face. Then he looks at the living room door and his mom is nowhere to be seen. She’s gone. She’s left him here. We chatted about my parents and life at home before coming to Los Angeles. We were under the covers and Aunt Mary now had her hand on my leg as I rested against her breast while we sat up against the plush headboard. I began to blush as my clitty was getting hard and Aunt Mary asked, "Is your penis getting hard again?" I said, "Yes it is, I just can't help it. Carolyn calls it my clitty and I just love all the attention Carolyn is giving it." We had just spoken earlier of my home life where I told Aunt Mary the same thing I had told Carolyn. Don’t worry about that, I already told her the same and I will join you guys in the weekends; she said.

Oh, sorry,” she said. She relaxed her grip. “Is that better?” She gave it a little rub, and I just gulped, and nodded ‘yes!’ I stood nervously by as the two women joked, and as I fidgeted; the rustling petticoats continued their unceasing caress. The thought of actually going to a public restaurant while dressed as a young prepubescent girl disturbed me momentarily, but I knew I was powerless to alter their plans for me. In fact, the stirrings under my fluffy skirts spoke more of my concurrence rather than any complaint.

Well, I don't know, you look very pretty already. Now let me do your hair. This is the first time I've been glad you wear it long." I just wanted the floor to open and swallow me up as she left me to use the bathroom. On my very first day of the holiday I'd messed up so badly. What was the holiday going to be like? But when I came downstairs, very red faced I expect, she said "I'm going to punish you. I've been on the phone to a friend and she is coming round with what I need for your punishment." The next morning was a bit chilly, so after putting on my lacy bra panties and camisole I put on a top and a warm full red skirt. Then I put on a cream jumper that came to my waist. At breakfast that morning I saw the others had dressed much the same - I was happy to see I was getting the hang of being a girl because I really enjoyed it. envelope. You'll have to wait there for a reply. Now, on your way, and show me you can at least do one thing closely that I actually looked just like a girl – the effect was surprising. There was a mirror in the corner of the room, so I could see just how I

striking as I turned the final street corner into the High Street. The shop already was shut, but I knew where the side entrance was andLook Peter,” she laughs, knowing she has the upper hand. “Your uncle has it down at the junkyard. Just so happens to be hanging over the crusher. Would be a shame if all that work went to waste because you wouldn’t let ol’ auntie Jenny help you.”