Church Trip

by Participating Spectator

 

As the tub was filling up with water, a thousand questions entered my head. It started making me dizzy. Then I realized that all this questioning wasn't going to do me any good. There was no way I was going to find out how or why this had happened to me, and if I did find out, the answers were more likely to come to me, rather than me go crazy trying to figure them out.

And so, with my head cleared, I got in the warm tub. A rush of excitement immediately filled me. The water felt soo good. But it was so different. The water was inside me! It was definitely a strange sensation.

It took me a while to get used to it, but as soon as I did, I started to think about what was more important. A name.

I looked down at my body. It was so strange to look down and see that body. I still couldn't believe that she was me.

I reached down and cupped my vaginal area. I touched it to make sure it was real. Once my hands were down there, it wasn't long at all before I got curious.

I took one finger and cautiously stuck it in to my vagina. Just a little bit. It was so odd to think that my finger was inside me. Actually inside me. It felt so weird that I pulled it out quickly and got out of the tub.

I started to dry off the way I always used to. I started from my feet and dragged the towel up, but it didn't feel right. I took the towel and looked at it.

"How do girls do this?" I said to myself.

So I took the towel and tried a few things before I started patting my body with it. It felt the most natural, so I dried myself off all the way by patting my body. But all of a sudden my body felt weird again. I realized that with all the commotion this morning I hadn't been to the bathroom all morning.

"Oh lordy! Here goes nothing." I said as I sat down on the toilet.

I sat on the toilet and waited for nature to show me what to do. After a couple seconds with no pee I tried to use the muscles I had always used to pee. My body didn't respond. I sat there for a few more seconds when all of a sudden it just sort of came out. It was the strangest thing I've ever felt. "How do girls stand this?" I asked myself.

Anyway, Ashley must have heard me peeing because she called through the door in a sing-song voice, "You know you have to wipe, don't you?"

"No, I just peed." I said.

"Yeah, but you still have to wipe." she said.

So I took some toilet paper and wiped my bottom and crotch.

"This is too much work." I muttered.

I wrapped myself in a towel and went out to the room.

I could see an outfit laid out, but I couldn't make out what it was. As soon as I came out of the bathroom, Ashley handed me a pair of panties.

I sighed. "I was afraid of this." I said.

"Come on now. It's not like you don't belong in them, girly."

The panties were pink with white frills on the legs and trim. They also had a white bow in the front.

"Couldn't you start me out with something a little less....gaudy?" I stuttered.

"Sorry. It's all I've got that's clean. You're gonna have to wear my dress for the reception until you can get some clothes of your own."

On the last night of the trip there was a reception at a church here in Hot Springs. Also, I wasn't too thrilled about the outfit. It was a blue jean skirt with a pink baby doll tee. The shirt had the words "Flirt" written in little fake diamonds. It was the kind of thing that I would have scoffed at just last night. Putting it on made me feel weird. I held the skirt out and stepped into it. I adjusted it at my waist and moved my hips a bit, to feel how it fit.

"Oh! I almost forgot. You're gonna need one of these." said Ashley as she began rummaging through her case. She emerged with what she had been looking for and handed it to me. It was a training bra. A pink training bra. How embarassing! I put the shirt on quick, but looking down at myself, I didn't like it any better. I was now fully clothed in what would now be my fate. This cutesy cute stuff. But I guess it could be worse. I think I'll go along with stuff for now. At least until the trip is over.

"So what's next, girlfriend?" I said.

"Makeover Time!" she said with a happy little scream. I screamed too. I was happy.

The first thing she did was my fingernails, then my toenails. Both pink. And the she started working on my hair. I didn't really know what she did, but after she was done the back of my short hair had a girlish flip to it. She said I'd get the hang of it before long.

Lastly she started doing makeup. I was worried she'd put too much and I'd look like a clown, but when she showed me the mirror, I saw that she just put a bit of blush and eyeshadow. Just enough to be cute. Also she put some lipstick. A nice light red color. It looked really pretty with my shirt. Finally she let me borrow a pair of sandals. Pink and raised up a bit. It looked great with my outfit.

"So who are we looking at?" She said as we both looked in a full length mirror.

"What?" I said. I was too busy staring at the girl in the mirror to have heard her.

"What name did you pick?" She said.

"I think... I think Michelle is a pretty name." I stuttered.

"So do I. So do I." Said Ashley.

  

  

  

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