Cinderfella

by Jennifer White

 

The boy sat there in his dress, reading Cosmo, looking at the pretty pictures of gorgeous models wearing the latest fashions, and once again he wished that he was a girl. Or to at least feel what its like to be a girl. Tommy had always been turned on by women's clothing, and he had started to dress up in his mother's things starting at a young age. He actually had a collection of women's clothes he had taken from her over the years.

But then his source was cut off, because his father got divorced, and they moved away. His dad, Franklin Cinders, was a reasonably successful middle-manager, but hardly a rich man. He and Tommy lived in a comfortable house, but nothing too fancy. Tommy's life was tolerable. He had privacy now, he had his collection of bras, panties, one dress, one skirt, one blouse, and one pair of heels which no longer fit his growing foot.

He was happy enough, although he always wished that he was a real girl. His deepest desire was to spend one day as a *real* girl though. He didn't know if he'd like it, but he was so turned on by the thought of becoming female, that he would do *anything*. Every night, before he went to sleep, he made his wish again.

 

Things in Tommy's life took a big turn though, when his dad started seeing a new woman. Her name was Lucinda, and right from the start, she was cold to Tommy. But he didn't care, because at first, it was great that she was seeing his dad. He was out on dates all the time, so Tommy had the entire house to himself so he could dress up all he wanted. Nothing made him feel as good as when he could go around the house in his dress, with his bra stuffed full, so that it looked like he had breasts like a girl.

But when his dad told him that he was going to marry Lucinda, he knew things would change. Not only would Lucinda be there living with him, but she had three daughters. Annette was three years older than him, Brenda was one year his elder, and Chloe was the same age as him.

The downside would be a lack of privacy, and the loss of his chance to roam the house dressed up as a girl. But there was a bright side too: a new source of clothes. He was tired of the same two outfits, and longed for more things to wear. He wanted to try pantyhose. He wanted new, sexy panties instead of the big frumpy ones he stole from his mom. He wanted a short skirt, and a tank top. Now he'd have access to a whole new wardrobe, and the thought of having all the cool new things to wear that a trio of teenage girls would have, drove him crazy.

However, living with his new family had a downside. His dad didn't pay him much attention anymore. Plus, he was working overtime every day, to try and provide for the newly larger family. Lucinda looked down on him, always treating him coolly. She fawned over her girls, but when it came to Tommy, she was distant, and sometimes borderline mean. His dad wouldn't do anything about it though: in his eyes, Lucinda was perfect. So Tommy didn't like her very much.

The girls weren't nice to him either. They resented having to live with a boy on the house. He actually felt very jealous of them: they got the attention, they were lucky enough to *be* girls in the first place, dressing in sexy clothes, getting to wear bras, panties, and all the things Tommy loved to wear, and being so pretty and all. But they didn't seem to like him, and looked down on him because he was younger as well.

All three girls were dating, so many times his dad and new mom would go out to dinner, the girls would go on dates, and he'd be stuck at home to do the chores. At least these times let him sneak into the girl's room, and try on their clothes. Today, he took their copy of Cosmo, and was reading it as he sat in the livingroom. They were all at a big party, and he was stuck doing the housework.

"Only cool people are invited" Annette had said..

"That means *not* you" added Chloe, to rub it in.

"Yeah, you have to stay home and do your chores" said Brenda.

"And don't forget to vacuum" said Lucinda, as she prepared to go meet Tommy's dad for a nice dinner at a fancy restaurant, after he got off work.

And so Tommy was by himself, again, doing housework, while the girls went out to have a good time at the big party.

 

"If I'm going to be treated as a maid, at least I'm going to wear a bra and panties while I work" he said to himself in the best 'girl voice' he could muster. He put down Cosmo, and started to vacuum.

"I wish I could be a real girl, for just one day" he said aloud as the vacuum hummed.

"You can" said a voice behind Tommy, scaring him half to death. Nobody knew about his wish! He had never let anyone see him dressed up before, and he wasn't about to start now! He turned and gasped at what he saw. There was an old woman there, dressed in a shapeless blue dress. She looked like she could be a grandmother, wither her reading glasses perched on the end of her nose.

But she seemed to hover just above the ground. And in her right hand she held a twelve inch long thin rod with a glittering star at the end. A magic wand? Could this be real?

"Are you..." started Tommy.

"Yes child. I am your fairy-godmother."

Tommy almost passed out. This couldn't be real. He had to be dreaming.

"I know what you're thinking. In this day and age, a fairy godmother? But I am very real. And I am here to grant your deepest wish. I've been watching you for years. You are very deserving, and tonight, you shall have what you want."

Tommy was trembling with excitement. This was real! He was going to get his wish!

"So you can make me..."

"...a real girl" she said, completing his sentence for him. "I know your inner fears though too. I know you want to just try it out for one day, because you're not sure you can handle it. So I will grant you exactly what you want. Tonight, you will be a girl. You will go to the big party where your wicked stepsisters are, and you will be the 'belle of the ball'. This will be the night of your life."

Tommy was almost crying tears of joy. He was dumbstruck, and didn't know what to say.

"There are only two things you need to remember, child" said the glimmering fairy. "First of all, you need to return home by midnight. And secondly, you are not allowed to create another. Do you understand?"

"Yes" said Tommy, not fully comprehending what she had just said. He was too excited to think. He was about to become a real girl. He stood up straight, and got ready.

"Here we go" said the fairy godmother.

She raised her wand, and swirled it around. It started to glow, sending off glittering sparks into the air. They seemed to hang there for a minute, shimmering, then fade out. The fairy godmother chanted some words, then pointed the want right at Tommy. He was surrounded by the glitter, and he felt like he was floating on air.

The glitter swirled around him, and changed from bright yellow to pink. Then he felt warm all over. And things started to happen, all at once. His ill-fitting house dress changed into a little black thing, with thin straps over the shoulders, and a daringly high hemline. And his body changed to exactly fit it, his waist pinched in, even as his hips flared out, and his rear end became more rounded. He was looking down, and saw that he had cleavage to show off now! He had breasts filling his push-up bra! And he had curves!

Down lower, his legs were long and smooth. And best of all, there was no bulge between his legs anymore. It as all flat and smooth beneath the panties he wore. And on his bare feet, shoes were forming. Pumps, with high thin heels!

Then he caught sight of his hands. They were small now, including thin wrists and delicate fingers, on which he wore several rings. His fingernails were long and painted in a hot pink color. A shiver went up and down his spine as long hair forming on his head spilled over his face and down his neck. Instead of his mousy brown, it was a glimmering blonde. It kept going until the bottom of his hair reached the top of his boobs. He brushed it aside, and noticed how soft and fair the skin on his face was now.

He smelled different. A smell of makeup, perfume, and that subtle female essence emanating from between his legs. Tommy reached up and cupped his large breasts. He ran his hands down his front, and pressed his hands onto his crotch, to fell that he really was a girl.

"This is so wonderful!" he said, shocked and amazed to hear that he now had a sweet melodic female voice, like an angel. Now tears of joy *were* forming in his eyes.

"Don't cry Ella" said the fairy godmother. "You'll ruin your makeup."

Tommy was now Ella! He was now a she! He turned and looked in the mirror. He was *so* beautiful! Like one of the girls from Cosmo. Good looking enough to be a model.

"This is the best day of my life" he said.

"Grab your purse Ella, and come look outside" said the fairy-godmother.

Tommy went to the window, and looked. There, in the driveway where he had his eight year old Chevy pickup truck parked, he now saw a glittering silver Mercedes-Benz! He turned to the fairy-godmother in amazement.

"It's yours Ella. You are going to the party. The keys are in your purse."

Tommy opened the purse, and looked at the keys to the dream ride sitting in the driveway. He also noticed a driver's license which he picked up and looked at. There was his picture, as a girl, with the name Ella Cinders. It was real. He hugged his fairy-godmother

It was beyond his wildest dreams. Tommy was a girl! A real girl! He felt pretty. He felt *feminine*. It was just *so* wonderful to look down and see boobs on his chest! Or to walk, and feel excited, but not to have his panties make a tent. Instead, he had an opening down there, between his legs, which didn't exist before. He was really a girl! He was female. He moved with a gracefulness like a cat. And now, he was going to the big party.

"Remember what I told you child, and be home before midnight" warned the fairy-godmother, as Ella started the car, cranked the premium audio system, and blasted the J-Lo CD. Tommy moved to the music, feeling the rhythm as never before. He wanted to get out on the dance floor. As soon as he got to the party, that was what he wanted to do.

 

Tommy had heard his stepsisters talking. He knew where the party was: Charlie Prince's house. Charlie was just about the most popular boy at school. Captain of the football team, ready to go on to college on a full scholarship. Straight A student. Perfect in every way. Tommy heard the girls talk. They all wanted to be the one he picked. In fact, all the girls in school were after Charlie Prince.

"I'll show them all" said 'Ella'.

Tommy pulled up near Charlie's house, and saw the dozens and dozens of cars on the street. He had to park half a block away, then walk back in his high heels. Fortunately, his new body seemed to know how to move in them, and he found it effortless.

Tommy walked in the front door, and everybody seemed to stop and stare, including Annette, who was trying to get Charlie's attention. Charlie walked away from her (giving Tommy an inner feeling of satisfaction and revenge!), and he came to the door.

"Hello. I'm Charlie. Charlie Prince. I don't believe we've met."

"Hello Charlie. I'm Ella" said Tommy in his pretty voice. "Would you like to dance?"

"I'm flattered. I would love to!" said Charlie.

 

Tommy smiled as he walked past Annette, holding Charlie's hand, heading downstairs where the stereo was blasting the incessant beat of the dance music. In under thirty seconds, she had successfully picked up Charlie, which Annette had been trying to do all night! Annette was steaming mad. She had no idea that this new girl was really her little stepbrother, transformed. All she knew was that she hated this Ella, and would do anything to get even with her.

Tommy was being held by Charlie, as they started to dance. He was finding that his new body was reacting to Charlie's handsome good looks. He was discovering the inner tingle that girls felt when they were attracted to a boy. It was not what he expected at all. He smiled, and stared into Charlie's eyes, and felt himself melting. Tommy hadn't expected that he'd want to be with a boy once he became a girl, but his body's raging hormones made him feel things he didn't believe possible.

 

Charlie for his part, just saw the knockout blonde with the big boobs in his arms. He had no idea that inside her female boy lived the brain of a boy. All he knew was his strong (and ever growing) attraction to Ella. He wanted her, in the worst way.

"Would you like to go somewhere more private?" he whispered to Ella.

"That would be wonderful" replied Tommy.

Tommy could tell that Charlie wanted to make out. That was all right with him. He wanted to fully experience being a girl. He even wanted to get his clothes off, so he could explore his soft curvy body, before he went back to being himself. He let Charlie put his arm around his waist, and walked with him upstairs to a bedroom. Charlie locked the door, as Tommy sat on the edge of the bed and kicked his shoes off.

Charlie smiled, then walked confidently over to the beautiful blonde on his bed. He held her in his arms, and they kissed, sending new thoughts and feelings through Tommy's heart and mind. Even when dressed up and pretending to be a girl, he had never been attracted to guys. But now that he was a girl, and was with a guy, he was just melting inside. This was his one and only chance. He wanted to have a full feminine experience. He decided right then and there to go all the way.

As they touched and explored each other's bodies, Tommy started to take his clothes off. This got Charlie even more excited, and soon Tommy found Charlie sucking on the large nipple at the end of his full firm breast. As Charlie sucked the left nipple, he grabbed at the right one with his hands, and Tommy felt a new sensation deep within his new body.

"You're getting me all wet" he said out loud, mostly from his amazement that he could feel it.

"And you're getting me hard" said Charlie. "Take off those panties for me, and lie on your back."

Charlie seemed so strong, so sure of himself. This turned Tommy on even more by this strength and sureness. He found himself doing what Charlie asked, and laying on his back, with his legs spread.

"Ooh, you're so big!" sighed Tommy, as Charlie started to penetrate him. It was a glorious feeling, and Tommy had to close his eyes as waves of orgasmic pleasure washed over him. As they went at it, Tommy was blown away be the feelings and sensations.

When Charlie was finally done, Tommy had been reduced to a quivering mass of female flesh. He was in aftershock from feeling multiple female orgasms for the first time. All he wanted to do was to hold on to the man who had just made him feel that way. Tommy held him close, feeling the heat from his body.

 

When Charlie got up a few moments later and started to dress, Tommy felt *so* sad. He didn't want to let him go! He didn't want to be part from Charlie Prince.

"We had better leave here separately, so we don't arouse suspicion" said Charlie.

"Good idea" replied Tommy. "Plus, you came so hard, I can feel you seeping out of me. I need to go clean up."

"There's an adjoining bathroom through that door" said Charlie. "I'll see you downstairs."

"I love you" blurted out Tommy, unexpectedly.

Charlie just smiled, and walked out of the room.

 

Tommy was floating on air as he sat on the toilet, and cleaned himself out. He took the time to explore his female anatomy a bit more, before dressing. How wonderful it felt to be a girl! He was wearing panties, a bra, a dress...and it was considered *normal*. But more than that, he just made love as a woman for the first time, and he was aglow with an inner warmth. When Tommy returned downstairs, he was so mellow, so happy.

He drank some soda pop, then walked into the next room. But his eyes caught the clock on the wall: it was 11:55! Oh no, he was supposed to be home by midnight! He went out the back door, and walked down the driveway to his car as fast as he could without looking like he was running away.

Just as he was getting into his car, he heard Charlie calling out to him.

"But Ella! I never got your phone number!"

But there was no time to lose. Tommy had to get home! He drove back as fast as possible, without going *too* fast. He didn't want to get pulled over and get a ticket.

But when he pulled up in his own driveway, Tommy was dismayed to see that the clock read 12:03. He was late! But maybe the clock was just fast. That was his only hope. He got out of the car, and noticed that during the drive, it had changed. No longer was it a sleek silver Mercedes. Now, it was a slightly used Saturn. A sensible car, but not his old Chevy.

Tommy went inside the house, and noticed that the party clothes he wore had changed too. Now he was back in the old house dress he was wearing when his fairy godmother had shown up. But there was one thing he couldn't figure out: the car change back (albeit to the wrong one). The clothes changed back. Why was he still Ella?

He went to his bedroom and gasped when he discovered that it now looked like a girl's bedroom. He opened his dresser so he could put his own clothes back on, but the drawers were full of panties, bras, and girl's sweaters! He looked in the closet, and it now only contained skirts, dresses, blouses, and other girl's clothes. What was going on?

He turned around to see his fairy-godmother standing there.

"I am very disappointed in you, child" she said.

"What? I was only a few minutes late!"

"Not that. A girl is allowed to be late. But you weren't careful to do as I asked."

"What was that?" said Tommy, unsure what she meant.

"I made you promise me that you would not create another, but you failed."

"What do you mean? I don't understand! How could I create another?"

"You are female now, Ella. You have the power to create life within your womb. And that is just what you did. You didn't make your lover wear a condom, and his seed fused with your egg. Nine months from now, you will give birth, and become a mother."

"No...." said a distraught Tommy, gasping.

"And now that you carry a new life within you, I am powerless to change you back. I cannot kill; it is something I am never allowed to do. And so my dear, I am afraid that you are stuck as you are for the rest of your life."

"No! Please! I don't want to be a pregnant girl! I just wanted to feel what it's like! I want to go back!"

"You cannot child. You are Ella now, and forever. As part of the spell, everyone will only remember you as a girl. As far as they are concerned, there never was a Tommy. You are Ella, and you have always been Ella."

"You mean that I'm the only one who can remember me being Tommy?"

"For now" sighed the fairy-godmother.

"What do you mean 'for now'?"

"Now that you are a girl, permanently, you will find that your memories from you female life are already within your mind. You walked in high heel shoes as if you had been doing it for years. That was because your mind held memories from when you were a young girl, and you learned that skill."

"But I was a boy!" protested Tommy.

"You were. But your mind also holds female memories. And one by one, they will start to surface soon. And when they do, you will forget all about being Tommy. You will only remember life as a girl."

"No! You can't do this to me!" he said.

"Ella, you did this to yourself. I granted you a wish to experience life as a girl for one night. But if you view your body as a prison, it was *you* who locked yourself in for all eternity. You made yourself into a girl. I only hope that you can enjoy it."

Tommy suddenly felt completely powerless. He felt so weak. How could he be *pregnant*? He was stuck now forever, as a girl! There was no way out, and it was all his fault. He fell to his knees, and started crying.

"Yes my child, cry. You are a girl now, and you are much more emotional."

Tommy tried not to cry. He tried to let his mind stay in control, but the hormones flowing through his body were too powerful. And his brain functioned differently, being female. Those factors had overloaded his logic before, and made him go all the way with Charlie. Now, they were overwhelming him with emotion. But then, he had always been an emotional little girl. He could remember it, ever since he was small.

No! Wait! That was a false memory! One of being a little girl. That never happened! He needed to be strong, and shut those memories out of his system. But it was like being in a room with a hundred thousand doors. He bolted that one, but all the other doors were trying to open.

Suddenly, he had a memory of his first period. Then a memory of being for his first bra. He tried to stop what he could feel happening to him, but it was impossible now. The memories started to leak through his defenses, and soon he was drowning in them.

He remembered the pretty dress from his fifth birthday. Or his favorite pink sweater. He remembered having his long hair braided by his friend Cindy. Or wanting a kitty cat, instead of a stupid dog. Ella remembered dressing up her dolls, and playing with her Barbie. She had used pens to put 'makeup' on Barbie's face, and her mother was very upset with her.

Ella looked at her bed, and felt tired. But something bugged her: she seemed to have a memory of being in the boy scouts when she was younger. But that was impossible, because she was in the brownies, and then the girl scouts. It was pretty weird to remember something a boy would have done.

And there was also a feeling, like she had just been talking to someone. But there was nobody in her room other than herself, and whatever the topic of conversation had been, it was all gone from her mind now. Oh well, it must have been a delusion.

As fast as it came, that memory seemed to fade to ashes and disappear. There were no memories of Tommy left in her mind, nor any of the fairy-godmother. There was just her.

Ella decided that she was just too tired, and that with all the excitement from the party, and with Charlie picking *her* to make out with, she must be overwhelmed.

"I hope he marries me one day" she said to herself as she put on her nightie and climbed into bed with her favorite teddy bear. "I want to have his babies."

  

  

  

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