Childhood’s End                  by: Patricia Anne Anderson

 

As I sat waiting for my date to show up I pondered how I had gotten in this position. I look back to a few years ago when my mother caught me dressing in my sister Dana’s clothes. Dana was two years older than me and I had always held a fascination for the clothes she wore.

When I was 12 my mother and sister were gone shopping one day so I decided to sneak into my sisters room and check out he closet and her dresser to see what it would feel like to wear a pair of her panties. I opened her dresser drawer and took out a pair of cotton panties. I also took out one of her bras and sat them on her bed. I took off my clothes and slipped into the panties. They felt nice against my skin as I pulled them up my legs and around my waist. The obvious bulge in front made me look funny wearing her panties. It didn’t bother me however as I liked the feeling. The bra was a bit harder for me to put on as I had never worn one before. It took a while but I figured out how to get it on. For the effect of having breasts I stuffed the cups with some toilet paper. It did look funny but I didn’t care. I went to my sisters closet and took out a red silk blouse and slipped into it. The buttons were backwards and I had some time fastening them. When it was on I took one of her black mimi skirts and stepped into it. I pulled it up around my waist and zipped it up the back. I was surprised that it actually fit me.

I took a pair of her pantyhose and pulled them up around my waist and then smoothed the skirt back down. I took a pair of her red heeled pumps out of the closet and slipped into them. They were a bit tight but I quickly got used to them. As I walked around the room I glanced in the mirror and could not believe what I saw. There in the mirror was a pretty girl and I smiled in spite of myself. My hair was rather long as it was the style of the day and most boys wore their hair long anyway. Even with no make up I did look like a young girl of 11 or 12.

As I was lost in thought I failed to hear the front door close and as I stood there admiring myself in the mirror I didn’t notice that my sister had come into the room.

"My oh my do we ever look pretty, hey mom come here and see this." she hollered.

I didn’t know what to do as I froze in the middle of the room. My sister came over to me and stood next to me. We were like twins, the only difference is she had make up on and I didn’t.

"Oh my god!!!! exclaimed my mother as she came into the room.

"Don’t you think he looks absolutely adorable mom?" asked Dana.

"Why of course he does Dana, come here Patrick." Said mom.

I walked across the room slowly with my head down not knowing what to expect.

"Darling why didn’t you tell me That you wanted to be a girl, since your father died I realize that you haven’t had any male influence around here but I have tried."

"Mom, I don’t know why but it just seems natural." I said as I started to cry.

"Now, now honey, don’t cry." Said mom as she wiped my tears.

She sat on the bed and had me sit next to her. I sat next to here and mom smoothed my hair and wiped the tears from my eyes. Dana came and sat next to us there on her bed.

"Patrick you can wear my clothes any time you want to and I will help if you want. Besides I have always wanted a sister anyway." "Now lets not rush into this Dana, I think Patrick needs to think about this first." Said mom.

Mom sat there holding me and I was feeling just fine now. She hadn’t held me like that in a long time.

"Well honey I guess we will have to get you over to the vanity and get you straightened out."

She smiled and led me to my sisters vanity. Dana and her began to put makeup on me and when they were done I looked in the mirror and I was surprised at what I saw. The prettiest little girl that I had ever seen. It was hard to believe that it was me. Mom looked at the crude way I had filled the bra cups and she went to her room and provided a suitable substitute. She came back with a box and laid it on the bed next to me.

"Take off your blouse sweetie." She said.

I took off the blouse and sat there waiting for mom. She opened the box and took out what looked like two very lifelike breasts forms complete with nipples that stick out. She reached behind me and undid the bra clasp and took off the bra. She spread some stuff on the breast forms and placed them on my chest. They weren’t heavy but I could feel the weight. When I looked down I saw that I had breasts like my sister.

"There that should do the trick." She said with a smile.

She then helped me put the bra back on and told me to put the blouse back on.

"That should be sufficient until you have your own real ones honey."

I was wondering what she was talking about but didn’t bother to question her.

"Now dear take off your skirt so I can fix that obvious bulge between your legs."

I removed the skirt and mom told me to pull down my panties. I did as she told me and she took hold of my tiny cock and the next I knew she was pushing my balls up into my body cavity. Then she pulled my cock back between my legs and pulled up the panties. I was surprised because now I was as flat in front as my sister was.

"There that looks better don’t you think Dana?"

"Yes mother that looks just great."

Dana kissed me on the cheek and I sat there smiling. I did not expect what went on next.

"Ok my two daughters it is time to go shopping." "Shopping mom, what do you mean, you don’t expect me to go out dressed like this?"

"Of course I do Patrick, we have to get you your own clothes, you can’t expect to wear your sisters all the time."

"But mom, I didn’t intend to do this all the time, I was just curious."

"Well young man, you have put your foot in it and now there is no going back, you will dress as I tell you, do you understand?"

"Yes mother." I said knowing that there was no going back.

"Now go down stairs and wait for me, you too Dana."

My sister and I went down stairs to wait and when mother came in I wanted to run. What had I done to myself? Was I going to have to dress like this all the time? Apparently my mother expected it. I would have to admit to myself that I actually liked it. The cotton panties, the bra and the nylons, the silk blouse and the skirt. What was in store for me? I would soon find out.

We left for the Mall and I was a bit apprehensive and hoping we didn’t run into anyone I knew. My sister was overjoyed as we went into the first store. My mother talked to the sales clerk and she hustled me into a changing room while my sister brought me things to try on. Each outfit that I tried on I had to model for my mother, sister and the sales lady. They made comments like, "Very pretty, and she really looks nice in that."

When we were done shopping I had a whole new wardrobe of panties, bras, skirts and blouses, nice pretty dresses and shoes. Over the course of the next few days my life would change dramatically. I was no longer refereed to as Patrick or son, but Patricia and daughter or little missy.

"Go put all your nice things away sweetheart." Said mom.

"Mom, do I have to wear girls clothes all the time now?" I asked.

"We will see honey, I think you need time to adjust."

"Adjust to what mom?" I asked.

"To your new life honey."

I really thought my mother had lost it this time, but then I did put myself in this position. My sister seemed to be in seventh heaven she talked to me as if I was really her sister. This did not bother me as I loved my sister and we were closer than most brothers and sisters. As I was putting my new clothes away my sister came in and what she was carrying surprised me.

She had one of her bathing suits in her hand. It was a pink one piece suite. I had always liked seeing her in this suit and she knew it. She handed me the suite and smiled.

"Here little sister try this on please."

I took the suite from her and laid it on the bed. As I took off my clothes she stood there smiling. When I was completely undressed she smiled and looked down between my legs. I knew what she was looking at and tried to hide myself.

"We are going to have to do something about that." She said as she pointed to my male parts.

Just then mom came in the room and asked what we were doing. I explained that Dana wanted me to try on her old swim suit. She smiled and handed me something that looked like a pair of rubber panties.

"Here sweetie this should take care of that." Said mom.

I looked at the panties as she handed them to me. I tried to push my balls up inside me and it hurt so mom helped me. Then she pulled my cock between my legs as she pulled the elastic panties up around my waist. To my surprise I was flat in front again. Of course the breasts that my mom had attached to my chest were still there. I stepped into the swim suit and pulled it up my body. My breasts filled the bra cups and settled around my body like a glove.

"There now we can go swimming together sis." Said Dana.

This was all starting to feel so strange. I was wondering where my mother had gotten all this stuff. I looked at her as if to ask that question and she answered me before I could ask.

"I bet you are wondering where all this stuff came from, the false breasts and the elastic panties to hold you in. Well I will tell you something that only I and some close friends. You see honey your father was a Crossdresser. It was something special between the two of us."

"Oh my god mom, then you think Patrick is the same way?"

"I do believe so Dana."

"How did daddy die mom?" Asked Dana.

"It was when Patrick was just a year old honey, your father went to the store for something and he was shot by a robber, it was a very dark time in our lives."

"So you think that I was meant to be this way mom?" asked Patrick.

"I do believe that Patrick honey."

The conversation went on and on like that as I sat on the bed in my new swim suit. When mom was talking she was also crying.

"He was my husband and your father but in the same aspect he was like my sister or best girlfriend."

"Did you ever take any pictures mom?" asked Dana.

"Of course we did sweetheart, I will go get them."

Mom left the room and went to get the pictures. My sister and I looked at each other in disbelief. To think that our father was a crossdresser was fantastic to say the least. Mom came back in the room and sat between us on the bed. She opened the picture album and right there in front of our eyes was a picture of a very beautiful woman.

"Here is a picture of your father as Diana." Said mom.

We both looked in disbelief at the woman there in the picture. Then she went on to show us more pictures of dad and her together.

"Here is a picture of your father and me at our college graduation party."

Again there was a picture of this beautiful woman. Then she went on to show us more pictures. There were some rather explicit pictures as well some of dad in just his panties and bra. We were awe struck at what we were seeing.

"You see children your father and I enjoyed a very good relationship, when he first told me about being two people I didn’t believe him but after he showed me and told me that he had been a crossdresser ever since his sister first dressed him when he was 7 it was with him and wouldn’t go away. He tried many times to purge it from his mind but it was impossible. Thus your father and I came to an agreement that he would dress at home and when we went out. He did make a very stunning woman didn’t he girls?"

That was the first time that mom refereed to us both as girls. I was beginning to see now. It all started to make sense to me, the addage like father like son seemed to ring true in this case. I smiled at my mother and hugged her and she kissed my forehead.

"Now you see children why I looked and reacted like I did when I saw you dressed like you were Patrick."

"I see now mom, and I will be your little girl if you want." I said.

My mother kissed me on the cheek as did Dana, I was doing something that I thought would please my mother. She told me that she loved me very much and that I would make a very pretty young lady. Mom left the room and Dana told me that she would help me in anyway she could and that she was very happy to have a little sister.

"We are going to have so much fun together Patricia." She said "I know sis, but I am still scared about going out like this." "Don’t be afraid sweetie, you could fool anyone, besides with my help no one will ever know."

I didn’t say anymore and Dana helped me out of the swim suit and into some shorts and a blouse. I had to admit with my hair done up and the make up I looked very much like a 12 year old girl.

That night at dinner mom gave me a couple of little purple pills to swallow and told me that they were special vitamins that would help me to be more female. What I didn’t realize was that the pills were female hormones and they in time would change my body. I had to take two pills in the morning and two pills at dinner. After about 3 months my breasts felt funny, they were always tender and sometimes they itched. My nipples seemed to be getting bigger and more pronounced. I didn’t know but it seemed that I was developing small breasts. I did not mind because I wanted them to grow.

I was now living as a girl every where I went I was dressed as Patricia my sister and I went to the park, to movies and swimming. I was enjoying life much more than when I was a boy. The bigger boys who used to pick on Patrick were so nice to Patricia

When school started to my surprise my mother had enrolled me as Patricia Ann. Apparently the school staff knew about my situation and now I didn’t have to dress like a boy any more. I Loved it and school was so much easier as a girl. The teenage boys gravitated around me and even the girls took a special interest in me.

It has been three years now and I am living totally as my mothers new daughter and as I sit here waiting for my date my mother is beaming. Truly my childhood had been lost as a boy and reborn as a female.

 

To be Continued

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