Cindy and Mindy

by Karen's Wife

 

My real name is Kevin Charles Krid, but everyone calls me KC, or Casey for short. I live with my mom and older sister Katie, well she's 14 and only one year older than I am. My dad died in a car accident when I was 8, and I only remember a little bit about him. Mom doesn't say much about him, and I get the feeling that they didn't get along too well. At least the life insurance dad had, plus the car insurance, had left us OK. We weren't rich, but we weren't hurting either. Mom had taken a job at one of her friends wedding dress shops. Mom was a good seamtress, and she took the job for some extra spending money, and to get her out of the house more. More for the getting out of the house more, because she wanted to help young brides to be able to afford a seamstress. Paula owned the shop, and had graduated with mom. Not only that , Paula had a daughter Kelly that went to school with Katie, and a son Mike whom happened to be my best friend. The similarities were a little different after that, Paula's husband divorced her after Mike was born, and she never saw him again. He never helped with child support or raising the children. Paula had made a life for her family by herself.

Mike and I were over ay my house one-day, and we were talking about girls. Of course we thought we knew everything about girls. Mike and I wondered why our sisters wore bras when they didn't need them. They started wearing bras when they wer about 12, and started to stuff them because nobody knew they were wearing a bra. We did know that they didn't have a penis, and that their panties didn't have a hole up front. I told Mike that I had seen men's underwear in magazines that didn't have a hole up front either, I guess you just use the leg hole and stretch it up and sideways. Then we got to thinking.

Mike, " I think we should make a bet with each other KC."

Me. "What did you have in mind, and how much?"

Mike, "Why don't we each sneak some of our sister's panties, and a couple of their bras. Then we wear them until someone notices. The panties have to be a bright color so that they will stand out if they become visible. We each put 2 dollars a day from our allowance into the pot, the person caught wearing either the bra or panties first, is the loser. You can drop out anytime, but then you lose. This is only for 3 weeks, then if no one wins, we call it a draw and split the pot. Think you could do it for 3 weeks KC?"

Me, "I suppose, but I need 2 days to sneak some panties and bras from the laundry, Katie usually does them in the bathroom, so I might have to sneak some panties from her drawer. I think she has a box of stuff she's outgrown, I'll check. Schools out in another 2 1/2 weeks Mike, don't you want to wait till then to start?"

Mike, "No way man, this will make it more of a thrill, and daring. We'll be wearing heavier shirts now, before summer, so the bras will hide better. Every morning at school, we'll check to make sure each other has a bra and panty on. Just unzip your fly in the bathroom, and unbutton your shirt for a quick glimbse. Next year, we'll have bragging rights about pulling this off."

Me, "I guess so. OK, here's my $2 for the first day, incase I forget. Let's keep the money in my sock drawer, inside a pair of socks. Now let's go hit some balls at the park" With that said, we got our gloves, bats, and balls, and rode our bikes down to the park. I had a bad feeling about this bet, but it wouldn't hurt anybody or anything. Just wear panties and bras for a few weeks, that's it. The hardest part would be putting the $2 a day into the pot.

The next day I snuck into Katie's room right after school. I knew that her and Kelly were going down to the mall to boy watch, yuck! I carefully opened her top left dresser drawer, no luck there, only socks and stockings in that drawer. Then I opened the top right drawer. Bingo! All kinds of panties layed out by color, shape, and material. They were all tucked neatly into place. I decided on a red pair, a bright green pair, and a yellow pair. They were all tucked in at the back of the drawer where they probably would not be missed. I doubt that Katie wore these much at all, as they were all very new looking, and felt silky. I retucked the rest of the panties in that row so that it wouldn't look like there was anything missing. I went to my room and hid my newfound goods in the bottom drawer of my dresser. Next I went to the basement, and looked through the laundry. I only found a few bras there, and 2 were mom's. I looked in the boxes of old clothes that Katie had packed recently, and could only find clothes, no bras or panties. I thought about the times I saw Katie hanging her stockings and bras in the bathroom, so I returned upstairs. I went into the bathroom, and there were 2 bras hung up to dry. I would get caught if I took one of them, so back into Katie's room I went. I went through more of her dresser drawers, and I found five new bras, still in the packages, so I took one of them. I also found some colored bras, and I took a yellow bra. That was it, I flew back to my room and stashed the bras with the panties. I had done it, I had gathered everything I needed for the bet. Now I felt better. I called Mike on the phone to see how he was coming along getting what he needed. When he answered I couldn't wait to tell him, "Well I'm all set. Got two bras and three panties in red, green, and yellow. One of the bra's in yellow though. How about you?"

Mike, "Piece of cake. Kelly had a couple of boxes of clothes for the Good Will store, It only took me ten minutes of box shopping and I had two bras, and the three panties."

Me, "What color panties did you get, remember we said they had to be bright colors?"

Mike, " Red, yellow, and a bright blue. I know, we can wear the red and yellow panties on the same day as the other one of us. Like we wear the red pair first, then the yellow, then the blue/green, then back to red again. As long as we got everything already, let's start tomorrow KC, OK?"

Me, " Yeah, the sooner we start, the sooner we finnish. I'll be wearing red tomorrow. Right now I have to mow the lawn and get my chores done if I want to keep my allowance. See you in school tomorrow."

 

The next day I got up and got my clothes ready for school. I laid out my pants and shirt, a flannel shirt. I put on the red panties, and quickly put on my pants. I next put on the white bra and my flannel shirt. I went into the bathroom and looked in the mirror, everything looked normal, so I went downstairs to eat breakfast. I met up with Mike at school, and we quickly verified the each of us was wearing a bra. During our bathroom break, we flashed a little bit of our panties' colors at the urinals. This was too easy for a bet. We continnued to do this routine for 2 weeks. Then it happened. Mike and I had rode our bikes to school. The weather was getting warmer, and it was too hot to wear flannel shirts. Mike and I both wore T-shirts with a loose button down oxford shirt. This hid our bras really good. We started to ride our bikes home, when all of a sudden it started to rain. Not just a little rain, it poured and we got soaked. It was very cooling, but we were wet. All of a sudden we heard a car horn, We turned around to see my mom's mini-van. She had picked Katie and Kelly up at the school, and was coming for us. She rolled down the window and told me to put the bikes on the rear bike caddy. Mike and I locked our bikes in the caddy, ran to the side door of the van and jumped in.

"Thanks for coming for us mom! I said.

" Yeah, thanks Mrs. Krid." mike said.

Just then I heard Katie cry out, " Oh My God! Is that one of my bras you're wearing? I'm missing 2 bras, and I think you're wearing one of them KC."

Kelly then said, " And what are you wearing Mike? It looks like a bra too."

Me, " What are you talking about Katie?" Then I looked at Mike, and he looked at me, oh no. the wet shirts made the outline of our bras stand out. There was no way we could deny wearing the bras.

Kattie, " Well what else of mine do you have on KC?"

Mom, " You boys better come clean right now!"

I went first, " I'm wearing a pair of your bright green panties, and I have a pair of red ones, and a pair of yellow ones. I also have an older yellow bra of yours Kattie, I'm sorry."

Mike, "I'm wearing a blue pair of your panties, and I have a red pair and a yellow pair too. I also have another of your old bras Kelly. I'm sorry too."

Mom, "Well I guess we're going to have to get together with Paula to come up with a punishment for you two girl wannabees. I'll drop all of you at our house. Girls, you can start training your little sisters how to walk and sit for the rest of the day. Boys, from now on you will answer to different names when not in school. KC, you'll now be called Cindy. Mike, I'll discuss this with your mother, but for today, you'll be called Mindy. Your big sisters will help you practice responding to your new names. I don't know about you, Mindy, but you KC will be Cindy all summer long. Your sister Katie will pick out your clothes.

 

SAFELY HOME

When we got to our house, I ran in with Mike close behind me. The rain had quit, but we didn't want anyone else to see our bra straps through our wet shirts. As we were going up stairs to my room, I heard Katie yell out, " Stop right there Cindy, we want you and Mindy to come back down here to the living room right now!" Both Mike and I stopped and looked back to see Katie and Kelly grinning wickedly. We went down stairs without saying a word. We went into the living room, and saw both Kelly and Katie sitting on the couch.

Katie, " stand right there Cindy" , pointing directly in front of her, " and don't you dare say anything".

Kelly, " you too Mindy, and both of you take your shirts off so that we can see how cute you look in your bras!"

We both took our shirts off, standing in front of our sisters, wearing their bras, I looked downward , as I couldn't look directly into Katie's eyes. Just when I thought the humiliation was about to end, I heard Katie and Kelly wispering to each other, and then the bad news came.

Katie,"Well girls, we think that as long as you want to wear bras, it's OK with both of us."

Kelly, " But you really should fill out those cups better, so we're going to teach you how to stuff them properly."

Katie,"After all, you'll want to look good for school tomorrow. I'm sure we can find you each a nice tight top to wear to highlight your bra straps better."

Kelly," and maybe some tight jeans and anklets, he he."

Me, " You can't do that! Mom isn't here, and you're not in charge of me!" That was not the right thing to say. The next thing I knew. Katie had swung her foot up into my groin, causing me to fall to my knees.

Katie, " You little shit for brains, don't you know that Mother did not want any sons? She only wanted daughters, so that they wouldn't turn out like dad. You have no idea how much trouble your in, and I'll be the one to choose your clothes for the rest of the summer. Starting right NOW! And one last thing you better get right, from now on you will call her Mother or Mommy, not mom. Do you understand that Cindy???

Me, " Yesss, I mean Yes, I'm sorry."

Kelly, "And that goes for you too Mindy, you better do everything I say, I'm sure Mrs. Krib will convince Mother to deal out the same punishment. If you're nice and do what I tell you to do, I won't make you wear a skirt or dress until after school is out. But you will wear all girls' clothes these last three days of school."

Katie, " That sounds like so much fun, I think Cindy will dress just like Mindy for the next three days. I'll be so cute to watch them try to explain to their friends on the ball team."

Me, "Oh please Katie, I'm so sorry for going through your things. Please don't make me go to school in girl's clothes. Please Katie."

Mike, " Please Kelly. Wait until after school is out before you make me wear any girl's clothes."

Katie, " That did it. I told you not to say anything. Now you both are trying to get out of it. You will be penalized for that. You will paint your toenails red, and wear open toe sandals too. If you want more, just keep fighting your punishment."

Both Mindy, ah, I mean Mike, and I kept quiet. I wanted my mom, er Mother to come home and say it's all just a joke, and we should have learned our lesson by now. I know I wouldn't ever go through my sister's things again.

Next thing I heard was Mother's car pull into the driveway. I couldn't wait for her to come in and give us a reprieve. She came into the hallway and called for Kelly and Katie to come talk with her. I was straining, trying to hear their conversation, but I couldn't make sense of what they were saying. I overheard Mother say, " Sounds good to me", and then a little laugh. Something was wrong! Mother wasn't talking, she was listening to Kelly and Katie. Our big sisters would talk, and then laugh. This wasn't good. Finally my Mother came into the living room and spoke. " Mindy, your Mother thinks that any punishment your sister thinks should be administered is fine with her. Also anything Katie, Kelly, or me think should be done to any one of you, will happen to both of you girls. Starting today, you will only answer to Cindy and Mindy. I think your sisters have a wonderful plan for you two. I will call the school and explain that you are to be referred to as Cindy and Mindy for these last three days of school. Now, it's not nice for young girls your age to walk around in your bras. Go ask Katie for some girly tops to wear, and then I will drive Kelly and Mindy home while Katie starts your training Cindy. Now get going girls!"

We went up to Katie's room and knocked on the door.

Katie, "Who is it?"

Me, " It's..it's Cindy", there I said it.

Katie, " Cindy who?

Me, "Cindy, your sister."

Katie, " I don't have a big sister named Cindy."

Me, " Please Katie, It's your little sister Cindy. Mother told Mindy and me to ask you for some tops so that our bras are covered up like good girls."

Katie, " Who the heck is Mindy?"

Mike/Mindy, " I'm Mindy, Kelly's little sister. Mrs. Krib is going to drive us home when I'm dressed."

Katie, " Oh! Those little schoolgirls who need to get ready for the last three days of school. The girls who want to look pretty tomorrow. Come in girls."

The humiliation was terrible, as we tried on short, tight, girl's tee shirts in pink and red. Lucky for me, Kelly wanted Mindy to wear the pink one home, so I wore the red one. Kelly and Mindy said goodbye, and Mother drove them home. Katie started to hold up clothes from the boxes she had packed. She held up skirts and dresses in front of me saying, "Soon cindy, soon you'll be wearing these to go shopping. Now I'm going to look for that pink two piece swimsuit I had last year. I really didn't like the way it covered me up too much, but I think you'll feel the opposite. Before we go any farther, I want you to take a shower, and shave any hair you might have on your arms and legs. Don't forget your armpits. While you're doing that, I'll look for a nightgown for you to wear when we paint your nails."

I shaved what little hair I had on my face, it was just a kind of peach fuss, but I pretended it was a real beard. Katie had given me some pink razors for my legs. I put foam on my legs and made them slippery. I went really slow, not that there was anything more than fuzzy hair, but I didn't want any cuts. My arms were just thin, short, blonde hairs, but I thought that I better shave them too. My armpits were a little different. The hair was darker, and course, not much of it though. I decided to use my razor on them. It was harder to shave than I thought, and it took a lot of time. When I had finished, I splashed some after shave on my face, put on my robe, and headed to Katie's room for some more tormenting. When I entered her room, I heard her scream at me. "Who do you think you are to just walk in to my room without knocking? Didn't you learn anything at all? Now get out and try to do it right this time!"

Me, "I'm sorry Katie, I'll try to do better." I went out to the hallway, turned around and knocked on the doorframe. Katie just looked at me while she picked up the phone and dialed a number. She talked for a few minutes still looking at me. I didn't know what to do, so I knocked again.

Katie,"Who is it?

This time I was ready for her and answered, "It's your little sister Cindy"

She started to walk towards me and said, " Speak up, I didn't hear you. Who are you, and why do you want to come into my room?"

Me, "It's your little sister Cindy, and I'm here for my training on how to act like a girl."

Katie waved for me to come into her room, and motioned for me to sit on her bed, which I did without saying a word. Than she spoke into the phone, "Yeah I have a little sister..... her name is Cindy.....oh she's lived here for 13 years.....yes she has....13, same age as you....would you like to meet her?...sure, how about 7:00 tonight?.....see you then, bye. You just couldn't wait till I was off the phone, could you? Well, now Maggie is coming over to see Cindy tonight. I called her to find out what the girls are wearing the last day of school, seeing as it's only 4 hours. She said scooters or skorts, with tank tops. I don't have any of those in these old clothes of mine, so we'll just have to take you shopping for some." Maggie, anyone but Maggie. She's overweight, and I teased her about it almost every week. This isn't good. She'll probably spy on me in school, to make sure I act really girly. Then Katie started sniffing, saying, "what's that smell? What are you wearing?"

Me, "ah, a splash of after-shave for my face."

Katie came over to me, grabbed my lower jaw by the chin, tilted my head back, and looked me directly in the eye. "Girls do not wear after-shave, and you had no reason to wear it without my permission. Remenber that I decide what you wear. Now put these on, and take off the robe." With that said, she threw a pair of bright, pink panties to me. They were full cut, and I put them on quickly, before she threw me a shorter style. I hesitantly dropped my robe, which left me standing in my sister's room wearing only a pair of panties. She came over and handed a bottle of lotion to me saying, "This is what you will use after shaving. It will make your skin smooth and soft, and it has a feminine smell. Now apply that lightly to your body. When it has been absorbed, we'll get your gown on and do your nails. Hurry now, you want to be dressed before Maggie gets here."

In a few minutes time, Katie was putting bright pink nail polish on my toenails. She told me to stay sitting on her bed while she looked for some jeans and tops for me. She pulled a pair of sandals out of her closet saying, "I think I can part with these, they'll be just perfect for you." The sandalls were navy blue. They were open in the front, with 5 or 6 little straps on the sides, and straps to go around your ankle and buckle. They did have a small, narrow heel that looked to be over an inch high. There was no mistaking them for anything but girl's sandals. Katie came back over to my feet and said, "time for your second coat." She then started to do my nails all over again. Then she went back and layed some pants and jeans on her bed, along with some tops she had picked out. It dawned on me that I would be wearing these clothes soon, and some of them to school. Katie looked at my feet , "one last thing Cindy. I'm going to put some of my chrome topcoat on your nails. It will protect the polish, and make your nails really stand out, they'll be so shiny." Great, just what I need. Toe nails that are more noticeable. After another short waiting time for my nails to dry, Katie told me to stand up and get dressed for dinner.

I picked up the bra she had set out for me. It had smaller cups (I learned later it was a training bra), and she gave me some small breast inserts to fill the cups. The forms were kind of rubbery, and felt cold when I put them in the cups. The forms did give the appearance that I was a girl with small breasts. Small, but definately breasts. Next came a white camisole to cover the bra. It was stretchy, and came down to my waist. It had very thin shoulder straps. Then Katie handed me a pair of her old jeans. They were very tight when I put them on, but the legs were flared out below the knees. They had little flowers embroidered on the legs, and the zipper was short, making it harder to get them on. Then I noticed that there were only 2 pockets in the front of the jeans. These pockets were not very deep, making them useless. There weren't any pockets in the back at all. Next came a short sleeve shirt with little pink flowers printed on it. The shirt buttoned the wrong way, and only had 5 buttons. It went down to just below my waist. Then Katie told me to tuck the shirt into my pants snuggly, and gently raise my arms up over my head to get the right amount of slack inmy shirt. She then gave me a pink canvas belt and told me to put it on, and buckle it tight, which I did. She tossed me the sandals saying, "I think you can figure these out, make them snug. Here's some perfume suitable for a girl your age, make sure you use it from know on, Cindy."

I went down for dinner and started to set the dinning room table without being told to. Then Mother and Katie came out of the living room.

Katie, "See Mother, I told you I heard the sound of women's heels on the floor, it was Cindy."

Mother, "Oh Cindy, You look so cute in that outfit. And your nails look darling, that color is so bright and shiny, AND girly. Come and give Mommy a hug princess. You smell so nice too honey. I think Katie has done a wonderful job with you, why don't you thank her right now, dear."

Me, "Thank you Katie for making me so girly."

Katie, "Oh Cindy, I've only started on you, I can't wait to get your clothes for the summer, and to teach you how to do your makeup." Then she turned to Mother, Maggie said the girls are wearing scooters or skorts on the last day of school. They're going to wear tank tops too. I don't have any of those for Cindy, so I think we better take her out shopping tomorrow for some shoes and clothes. I think she should have a nice pink skort to wear the last day. Something with a short inseam, but knee lenth skirt. She should get some pink sandals to match."

Mother, "That's a good idea Katie, Cindy's got to build up a wardrobe, and she'll need lots of shoes also. If we take her with, she can try them on in the store. While we are shopping, we might as well get her ears pierced too. This is so exciting, having two daughters now."

I had a hard time eating anything, as my stomach seemed to be upset. The reallity of my life for the summer was coming to be. I cleared the table for Mother, and was just going to sit in the living room, when the doorbell rang. It was Maggie. Katie yelled to me, "Get that Cindy, it's probably for you anyway." Yeah, right, my soon to be tormentor for the next three days was right outside. I took a deep breath and opened the door, I looked up to see maggie with a big smile on her face. I motioned her to come in because I just couldn't come to speak.

Maggie, "Oh, you must be Cindy, Katie's new little sister. You look a little bit like KC, her little brother. Where is KC, Cindy?"

Me, " Alright, it's me, KC, only now I have to answer to Cindy, satisfied?"

Katie, "Cindy? Cindy, bring your guest in to the living room so we can meet your friend.' I brought Maggie to the living room wher Katie and Mother were sitting. Katie spoke up again, "Maggie, take a seat here so we can talk, Cindy, you just stand there and act girly for us." Katie and Mother filled Maggie in on the whats and whys of my new self. They asked her to help them by making sure that I acted like a girl in school.

Maggie, "I would love to help make Cindy all the girl that she can be. May I say that what she is wearing now would be a perfect outfit for tomorrow. I have a question though, why aren't Cindy"s fingernails done in that pretty color also?"

Katie, "I guess I didn't have time to do them. Looking back now, I think she should have them done too. Would you like to do them for her Maggie?"

Maggie, "I would love to do her nails and help her look pretty for school tomorrow ."

Katie, "The polish is up in my room, Cindy will show you where it is. Give her two coats of pink, and one coat of chrome topcoat. And Cindy, you better be polite, and thank Maggie for helping you."

Maggie, "You're sister is so nicce to let me help punishment you. I'm going to have so much fun helping to pick out your clothes. I think you'll learn to like skirts and dresses, along with clicking heels."

The rest of the night went slowly for me, as Maggie teased me about what I would look like in a month. She asked if I planned on wearing a 1 piece, or a 2-piece swimsuit, and what the tan lines would look like. When all the coats were dry, Maggie called down to Katie that we were finnished. Katie came upstairs to her room, looking at my fingerssaying, "You did such a good job Maggie, and she really looks girly now. I know just what Cindy can do to thankyou. Cindy, go get ready for bed, keeps your bra and panties on, and slip into your pink frilly nightgown. I'm sure Maggie would love tosee how feminine you really are." I left to retreat to my room. I changed into my nightgown and returned to Katie'd room.

Me, "Thank you Maggie for giving me such pretty nails."

Maggie, "I was glad to help Sissy, ah, I mean Cindy." Katie and Maggie both broke out in a laugh with that. "Yes, that's my pet name for you now Cindy, I might accidently call you Sissy in school, if you'r not being a good girl for me." Maggie was loving this, and I was not.

Katie, "Mother will take you home now Maggie. Remember to tell your girlfriend's how pretty Cindy's nightgown is." Turning to me, Katie said, "Well you better head off to bed sissy, it's your big day tomorrow, and you need your beauty sleep. Sweet dreams Cindy."

Finally I got in my bed and pulled the covers up to my neck. I wasn't really cold, it was just the sight of the pink nightgown and the breasts on my chest. I didn't want to see them, but I knew that I would see them all summer.

 

Morning came early for me, I really didn't want to get up and go to school, but I knew that I had to face the music, besides, Mindy would be there dressed like me. I got undressed and cleaned up. When I came backto my room, I got a clean pair of panties out of my dresser drawer and stepped into them, pulling them up quickly. Next came my bra and breast forms. I put the camisole and jeans on, reaching upward so as to leave some slack in the tucked in camisole. I put my shirt on, and buttoned it. I looked in the mirror and noticed how the camisole kind of peaked out of the top of the shirt, showing some lace edging. I sat down and put on my sandals. Then I went down for breakfast with Katie. Mother was not up yet, so it was just Katie and me, so I thought I would be nice and try to get Katie on my side. " Good morning Katie!"

Katie, "Good morning Cindy. You look so nice for your first day of school as a sissy. I hope everyone of your friends ask what color panties your wearing today. And I already talked to Maggie this morning. She's going to get some of the guys to protect you when you have to use the restroom. Of course, they will be there to make sure you sit when you pee, and wipe yourself. You want to pee directly into the water so that they can hear you going like a girl, otherwise they'll have to watch you. I packed a small purse with some tissues and lip-gloss for you to wear after school. You better hurry up and eat, you have to walk today Cindy."

Me, "Thank you Katie." I was biting my tongue trying not to blow her off with a triade of foul language. She was enjoying this much to much. The purse she gave me was very small with a long thin strap, of course it was pink also. When I put it on over my shoulder, it hit the bottom of my butt. How "cute" I must look with my little purse on my way to school.

 

Walking to school was pure hell, I thought that I would never learn how to walk in even these low heels. The constant clicking noise they made on the sidewalk reminded me of the sound of an older girl approaching me from behind. When I got to the school, I saw Mike,I mean Mindy, standing outside talking to Maggie and some other girls. He had faired better than I. He had little breast bumps sticking out from his pink sleeveless turtleneck. His jeans had pockets on the back, but they had small pink flowers on them. The jeans flared out at her ankles, showing an ankle bracelet on her right ankle. She was wearing flat black sandals that resmbled men's sandals. The pink toenails did show through the sandals though. Mindy was not wearing nail polish on her fingernails, something that one of the girls said they would fix after school. Maggie came up to me, " Here's my pretty sissy, Cindy. Don't you look cute, all prettied up for school. Her's the plan. I take care of you, and Barb takes care of Mindy. We plan on keeping you girls apart. Now let's get to class."

The day was horrible. The teachers even called me Cindy, and Maggie kept referring to me as sissy, something the other kids picked up. It got so bad that one of my teachers had an annoucement read on the PA system. "Attention, all 7th grade classes, as you have probably heard by now, 2 of our male students are attending these final days of school as girls. Their Mother's have asked us to cooperate. The students are to be addressed as Cindy or Mindy. they are not to be called Mike or KC, and they will not respond to male names. It has come to our attention that some of the students have been calling Cindy and Mindy by the term Sissy, This will not be tolerated on school property. Remember to call them by their proper names of Cindy, and Mindy. Thank you." All eyes in the class were either on me or Mindy. I wanted to crawl under my desk.

That's when my teacher Mrs. Johnson asked, "Are you crying Cindy? I did have some small tears in the corner of my eyes, "If you need some tissues you can come up to my desk and get some."

Just then I remembered that Katie had put some tissues in my purse, I answered Mrs. Johnson's question, " No Mr.s Johnson, I have some tissues in my purse." That's when the whole class broke out laughing. I realized that i had said my purse like I had been carrying a purse all my life. The rest of the day went pretty much the same. I was on the brink of crying many times, how could people be so cruel. Then I remembered how I teased Maggie over and over again with fat jokes, getting the class to laugh at her. Now I was the one the class was laughing at. At the end of the day,I didn't think I would be able to make it through the second day. I met up with Mindy, and she told be that she actually had cried in class after the restroom break.

When we started our walk home, Maggie and Barb yelled out in unison, "See you two Sissies tomorrow." I tried to walk home as fast as I could, but my feet were actually a little sore from wearing the sandals all day. They felt tighter than when I put them on. I was supprised at how well I learned to walk with the skinny little peg heel. I didn't wobble quite as much. I thought to myself that tomorrow would be a lot easier to walk in them. Little did I know of Katie's plan for me to wear higher heels each day. I said goodbye to Mindy when we got to his street. I wouldn't be able to talk to him till I saw him in school tomorrow.

When I got home, ther was note from Mother telling me what she expected me to do. First was to change out of my school clothes, and put on the clothes on her bed. When I went up to her room and saw what she had placed on the bed, I almost fell over. Ther was a black dress that looked like one of my Mother's. It buttoned down the front with about 20 buttons. there was a black fabric belt attached at the waist, and it had sleeves that came down to elbow length. There was also a pair of black shiny shoes. They had a low heel of about 1/2 inch, but the hell was long and narrow. Later I learned that they're called flats. When I picked up the dress to hold it in front of me, I noticed a pair of lacy white anklet socks on the bed. The dress was quite long. I took everything to my room to change. Attached to the dress hanger was another note. I changed into the dress, the bottom of which fell midway between my ankle and knee, but the last button was above my knee. This left a short slit in the front of the dress. I fit me well for being my Mother's, it wasn't tight, and it hung well on me. It did make me look a little bit older. I noticed that the anklets looked way to small for me, but they strectched when I put them on, making them look more lacy. The top turned down and had a lace edge that stuck out. The shoes were Patent leather, and had already been worn before. I put them on, and kind of practiced twirling and turning in them. It was much easier than with the heels I wore to school. I opened the note and read the instructions, "Go down to the kitchen and you will find a new apron that I bought just for you. Put it on, and make sure you tie a nice big pretty bow in the back. Then I want you to wash the kitchen floor. When you finish with that, clean the living room and bathroom. You need to help out more, so you will now do some maids work each day." I went to the kitchen and found an apron that went around my neck and hung down to my knees. It had large ruffles all around the edge. The two large ties were long enough to tie a huge bow in the back. I put it on and looked in the hallway mirror. I started to cry again. I looked like a very young maid. I sat down in the livingroom and cried hard for 10 minutes, then Katie came home.

Katie, "Oh Cindy, you make such a nice looking maid. Maybe I can find some jobs for you if you want me to. "

Me, "Please Katie, I'm not handling this very well. I've been crying for 10 minutes."

Katie, "I'm sorry Cindy, maybe I have been too hard on you. I'll take it easier on you if you promise to try to act more femine. You still have to wear the clothes, but I won't tease you as much. Now you better get started cleaning before Mother comes home."

I finished my chores just as Mother came home. I decided to talk to her about my chores, " Mommy, may I speak with you in the livingroom please?"

Mother, " Yes we can talk Cindy. You go take a seat while I check what you were supposed to do honney." A short time later, she came in the livingroom and sat down accross from me. "You did very well with your maid's work. Now what did you want to talk about Cindy?"

Me, "I don't want to wear one of your old dresses and be a maid."

Mother, "Oh Cindy, That's not one of my dresses. I went down to the used clothing store today and picked that out for you. I asked if I could bring you in to try on clothes, and the manager said that you would be able to if you wore a dress and passed as a girl. I bought those shoes there too. You can try on other shoes , but you need to wear nylons, so I got you some pantyhose to put on before we go. They have many skirts and dresses that are just perfect for you, and some really cute shoes. Now go tell Katie to help you with your makeup, and show you how to put on your pantyhose. We're going to pick up Kelly and Mindy, and we are going to stop for dinner first. And don't forget tour purse."

It just can't get any worse. I went to Katie's room and knocked. I was prepared for her little ritual, but instead she just said, "Come on in Cindy. What do you want to talk about?" I explained everything to her, and she smiled, "Don't worry Sis, I'll try to pick out some nice outfits for you, mostly skirts and dresses though. Now let me fix up your face." She applied makeup and a little bit of lip-gloss. She then placed some clip on earings on me, and a charm bracelet. A thin gold chain around my neck topped off the look. When I looked in the mirror, I looked like a 12-year-old girl pretending to be 18. Katie then instructed me on how to put on the pantyhose. I was amazed at the feeling of the hose on my legs. The panty top was more restrictive than I thought it would be, and It went higher than I thought it should. When I stepped back into my flats, they felt different. They weren't as snug, and they kind of slipped a little when I walked. I found out that I now could just step out of them when I wanted with no effort. I went down to show Mother.

Me, "Mommy, I'm all dressed and I have my purse with me."

Mother, "My Cindy, Katie did a good job with you. You look just like a girl. Only thing I can tell you to do, is to take off your apron and hang it back up in thje kitchen."

Me,"I forgot I was wearing it."

That's a good girl, you won't need it till tomorrow anyway, and then only for kitchen duty. From now on you just have to wear it over your regular clothes, but I still expect to see a big bow in the back. I want you to be very feminine tonight, and remember that you only answer to Cindy. Don't forget to keep your knees together at all times, unless you can cross them like a girl does."

Me. "Yes Mother, I wouldn't want anybody to think I was a boy in a dress." Katie came down eager to go to dinner and shopping. We swung by Kelly and Mindy's house and picked them up. Mindy was wearing a dress similar to mine, only it was red. She had on pantyhose and red flats. Her face was made up also, but i think I looked prettier than her. At least I was wearing black, and not red. Mindy and I sat quitely as our sisters talked about what they should buy for us. I didn't want to think of it.

The restaurant we went to was busy. We were taken to a curved booth to be seated. Mindy and I were told to sit on the outside positions, so the rest of the patrons could see us easier. I noticed a lot of men glancing at Mindy and Me, giving us the once over more than once. I was fully aware of this, and was uncomfortable. I didn't like being stared at, and I started to wonder if they knew we were really boys. I mentioned this to Katie, and she giggled, saying, "Oh get used to it girl. Men like to stare at women and imagine what they look like naked. They're propably wondering if you two are legal. Besides that,you are the only ones in our group here that are wearing dresses and nylons. You look so much more feminine, and your in clear view."

Gawd, she was right. No wonder we were being stared at. It then dawned on me that we were set up by Mother, so that we would have to act like young ladys while we ate. Mother ordered a chef's salad for Mindy and me, with a diet cola. I didn't want that, I wanted a steak, but I didn't want to cause any trouble. I looked at Mindy, and she just rolled her eyes with the expression of "what's next" on her face. Kelly, Katie, and Mother all ordered petite steaks with a salad, no potato.

Mother then looked at me and Mindy, "Now Cindy, and Mindy, I want you to be on your best table manors. Seeing that you will only have salads to eat, you may have only one hand above the table. The other hand will be on the napkin on your lap. You will put a straw in your colas, when you want to drink, you will pick up your glass and put the straw well into your mouth. I want you to form your lips around the straw like a pucker for a kiss before you suck. Do not flatten out your lips to suck, it is not very lady like."

I don't know what was harder, eating a salad while they ate steaks, or having an audience of men watch Mindy and me eat. I could feel eyes on me every time I opened my mouth. Once while I was taking a drink of my cola, I turned to see 3 men looking at me, and they were all smiling. I couldn't wait for the meal to end, and get to the used clothing store. I really wanted to go to the clothing store where hopefully there wouldn't be any men. Finally everyone was finished eating. Kellie and Katie had to use the restroom, which meant Mindy and I had to stand to let them out of the booth.

Mother, "You girls did very well tonight, now come sit back down in your place, and don't forget to flatten your dress before you sit." We did as told, how embarassing it was for us. " now don't forget, when your sisters come back, I want you to stand and let them back in."

When Katie and Kelly came back, we got out of the booth and stood as they sat back down. They were wearing pants, so they just slid into the booth, but we had to flatten our dresses to sit back down. We were putting on a show on how to be a lady. I crossed my legs,lifting the right one over the left leg so that my foot was farther under the table. Right after I did this, Mother said, "We better get gowing shopping. The girls have a lot of clothes to try on, and we don't want to disappoint them. Let's go."

We went up to the registar to pay the bill, the hostess looked at Mindy and me, then told Mother, "What adorable girls you have. They are so feminine and act like perfect young ladies. I don't know if you noticed, but quite a few of the males here were stealing a glance at them while they were eating their meal."

Mother, "Yes we noticed. The girls were so pleased to catch their eyes. They were so excited to be noticed. They wanted to look like 18 year olds tonight. They both prefer dresses over pants, and they're only 12, we'll see how much longer that lasts."

Hostess, " Keep it up girls, always look your best. If you like to wear dresses, that's great. You both have nice legs, so show them off."

Mindy was close to tears when we left the restaurant, and I was upset. We were just going shopping, and we ended up being humiliated at the restaurant. We got to the clothing shop and went in. Mother brought us up to the manager and said, "Do these to boys look enough like girls so that they can try on clothes?"

Manager, "My, my, they look very much like women. Too much I dare say. We need to get them into clothes in their age range and style. Let's start with some mini skirts, and denim skirts. We'll get them some tops too."

Katie and Kelly went off to pick out some clothes for us also. Over the next 2 and 1/2 hours, we tried on many different clothes, but no pants or shorts. Some of the tops were sleeveless, some had sleeves that just came out over my shoulders, and some came down to my elbos. I also tried on blouses and women's shirts, all of them buttoned the wrong way. The dresses were short and in bright colors. The shoes came in all colors and heel hights. Katie insisted that I have a pair of 3" black heels. We finally left the store, but not like we came. I ended up wearing a kahki colored mini skirt, with a side zipper. My top was a silky material, with cap sleeves in a soft pink. My shoes were a high heeled (about 2 1/2 inches) sandals, with just one big strap at the instep. I found them very difficult to walk in, and Katie informed me that I had to wear them to school on the last day. Mindy was dressed in a short sleeved long polo top, well we thought it was a top, but our sisters said it was a dress. It was in a peach color, and had 5 buttons at the neck. Mindy was wearing a pair of white, low heeled, woven,open toe sandals. They had a wide heel, which made it easy for her to walk in. We loaded the van and left.

I noticed that we were going in the wrong direction and asked why, Mother replied, "Well you girls need a pink outfit for the last day of school. Maggie said the girls were going to wear pink tank tops with pinh scooters or pink skorts. We're going to the mall so that you can find some to wear."

Mindy, "What are scooters and skorts?"

Kelly, "Scooters sre shorts that look like a wrap skirt in the front, but shorts in the back. Now skorts usually have shorts with a short inseam inside, and a longer skirt outside. With a skort, It looks like you are wearing a skirt."

Katie, "That's why I had you get the pink sandals to wear with the skorts."

Me. "But couldn't I just get the sckooter?"

Katie, "No! I get to pick, and it's going to be a skort. I want you to look like you're wearing a skirt."

I was so nervous going into the mall, what if someone recognized me wearing a skirt and heels? We went to three different stores, no luck on the skorts, but we did get pink tank tops, and at Katie's insistence, a new pink bra to match the top. Then it happened. We ran into Maggie and Barb.

Maggie, "Cindy! Mindy! You both look so good in a skirt and a dress. And Cindy, those heels are so pretty, they make you walk like a girl, taking smaller steps. What are you doing here?"

Katie, "Shopping for an outfit for the last day of school. They got their pink tank tops, but we're having trouble finding pink skorts. We found pink scooters, but We want them to wear skorts."

Maggie, "They have them at 'Casual Fashions' at the other end of the mall."

Kelly, "You heard her girls, start walking."

Maggie, "See you in school tomorrow girls.

My feet were hurting as I tried to walk as fast as everyone else. Both Mindy's and my shoes making loud clicking sounds as we walked. I had to take more steps to keep up, so the rhythem kept changing. We found the Casual Fashions store and went in. Luckily it wasn't that busy. We found the pink skorts. The sizes seemed to be to0 big for Mindy and me, so Mother called over a salesgirl. We need some pink skorts for Cindy and Mindy to wear on the last day of school, and these all appear to be too large."

The sales girl looked at us and said, "How old are you girls, you're pretty petite, let me show you our petite section." She took us over to another section of the store and we sall more pink skorts. The only thing I saw wrong with them was that they were ver short skirted. "These are made for our petite customers, so they are a littl shorter. The inseam is only 4 inches, and the skirt is 16", does that sound OK with you?"

Mindy and I had no idea what she was saying. 4", 16", what was she measuring. She was looking at us for a reply, and we didn't have an answer. Than Mother came to the rescue, I thought. "Look, These two are not really girls, so they are confused. I think that they will look cute in them, and that they will fit fine, but we really need to see how they fit their bodies. Can we arrange to have them try them on here?"

Sales girl, "We'll be closing in 10 minutes, They can use the dressing rooms marked closed over there, But there's a catch. I'll tell the rest of the girls here, and I want them to model them for us, and we want the story."

True to her word, after the store closed, the staff came back to watch us model the skorts. We each took the size we thought we needed back to the dressing rooms. I put the skort on, and it felt a little loose. I went out to show everyone, and a laugh came up from the gals. "Oh Cindy, that's a rear zip skort, that's why it doesn't have a button." I blushed and went back in to the dressing room and took them off to change. When I came out, Mindy was holding up her polo dress, while she walked back and forth modeling. I copied what she was doing for about 2 minutes, then we were told to stop and stand still. Two girls came up to us, kneeled down in front of us, grabbed the skirt portion of our skorts, and yanked them down to our anklles.

Mother, " It seems that you girls picked out too large of a size, here, go try these on." she said as she handed us each a new pair.

We went and changed. This pair was harder to zip up but I got it and went out to model again. After another 5 minutes of modeling, we were told to stand still. Two girls came up to us and placed a fingertip in the waistband of the skort, next to the zipper. We were told to bend over and touch our toes. We couldn't, and I felt the zipper coming undone. We were told to stand up. Once again Mother chimed in, "Well now you girls have picked too small a size, so take these to try on, and hopefully they'll fit." Same thing all over again, change and come out and model for 5 minutes. Then the girls tried to yank the skirt down, but it stayed put. We then did the 'bend and touch your toes' test, and the skirt stayey put, and the zipper didn't move." Mother told us to go change into what we wore into the store so that we could leave.

When I came out of the dressing room the sales girls were still there, and one of them approached me saying, "Cindy, you are welcome to come back anytime. I'm sorry we put you through this, but your Mother wanted to make sure that you knew how to find the perfect fit."

Me, "You mean this was all planned? Getting too large, then too small, and then just right?"

Sales girl, "Yes, we planned this with your Mother this afternoon. She figures that if you could model the clothes in front of strangers who knew you were a boy, that you would be more comfortable shopping after this."

This whole evening was a set up. Train Cindy and Mindy by humiliation, and embarassment. And it worked. I felt that I could take anything now. Mindy came out of the dressing room teary-eyed. I explained to her what happened tonight.

Mindy, "Oh Cindy. I don't know if I can take any more. I'll cry myself to sleep tonight. Kelly makes me wear a babydoll pajama set to bed. It's pink and full of ruffles. I have to wear a dress at home all the time. My Mother mentioned that she might have me model bridesmaid dresses in her shoppe this summer. Kelly is going to take me to get what's called a full set of nails on Saturday."

Me, "What's a full set of nails?"

Mindy, "It's those long acrylic nails. She said it will take me some time to get used to them, but she doesn't care. They're going to be red, with pink flowers on them. I can't take much more."

Me, " I'll talk to Katie and see if she can get Kelly to go easier on you, right now, let's get out of the mall as quick as possible."

The rest of the night went uneventful. We dropped Kelly and Mindy off at their home, and continnued on to our house. When we got home, Mother called Paula on the phone, and I could here her laughing. They seemed to talk for hours. Katie helped me bring my clothes in to my room. She set out my clothes for school tomorrow. There was a pair of girl's jeans with wide legs and no back pockets. A red polo shirt top, the lacy anklets I had worn earlier, and the patent flats. I looked at her and asked, " What gives?"

Katie, " Oh Cindy, I think we put you and Mindy through enough today, so tomorrow will be an off day for you. There is one more thing though. You are not to wear your nightgown tonight, put this on and then go kiss Mommy goodnight. Don't forget to thank her for tonight."

There it was. She was holding up a babydoll pajama set just like Mindy described. I put it on. I felt so girly in it. I went down and gave mother a kiss on the cheek, saying, "Thank you Mommy for the wonderful evening." I even gave her a small curtsy, trying to get on her nerves that she may have gone to far this evening.

Mother, "You look wonderful in babydolls Cindy, I think you should only wear babydolls for the summer. And you are welcome. We'll have to plan more shopping trips for my new daughter. The curtsy was nice, but we'll have to have you work on it to get it down perfect. I want you to curtsy to me every night when you give your Mommy a good night kiss. I want to tell you that I prefer for you to call me Mommy, Katie calls me Mother. Now off to bed with you like a good little girl."

Well that backfired on me. From now on I would have to curtsy. I got into bed and found out what Mindy was talking about. The babydoll was so frilly and had so many ruffles, they made noise when I moved. I also felt more feminine. At least only Mommy and Katie would see me in them.

The next day I got ready for school early. The jeans were loose in the legs, but very tight in the butt. They seemed to be pulling my butt upward, and the front didn't have much room for my penis. They were a little uncomfortable, but I managed to walk in them. When I sat down on my bed to put on my anklets and flats, the pants really tightened up in the butt. I put on the shoes, and grabbed my purse. As I started going down the stairs, Katie came out of her room and followed behind me saying, "My what a cute little ass you have Cindy. I bet the boys will notice that today." I didn't even respond to her.

We went into the kitchen and Mommy was up already, "Morning girls."

Katie, "Morning Mother."

Me, "Morning Mommy."

Mother, "Turn around for me Cindy, so I can see how you look from the back." As I turned, Mother spoke to Katie, "You were right Katie, they do give her a nice butt. From behind she looks all girl. Now you girls eat your breakfast so that you get a head start for school."

As I walked to school, I could feel the pants get tighter if I took big steps, so again I had to take smaller steps. The school day was just like yesterday, plenty of teasing from everyone. Whenever I sat down, I felt my jeans get tighter. I tried to stand more often, but then I was showing off my cute little ass. I heard from almost all the boys what a nice butt I had.

Maggie came up to me and said, "I can't wait to see you in your pink skort outfit tomorrow, Cindy. I hope it's short."

Finally school was over, and I walked home. Some of the boys who rode their bikes to school, rode by me with chants of "Sissy, Sissy, Sissy...". I wanted to run home, but the jeans were really to tight to run in. I got my house and went in and sat down. I went to the kitchen to get a soda, and saw the note on my apron. It was from Mommy, it said Cindy, please do the laundry for us. You only have to do the towels and wash cloths. There are 2 loads to do. When the first load is done, place it in the laundry basket and start the second load. Then take the basket outside and hang the towels on the clothesline. When the second load is done, hang it outside also. Don't forget to wear your apron at all times. Love, Mommy.

There I was outside hanging laundry while wearing my frilly apron. I just screamed sissy for any passerbys that saw me. Mommy came home early and had me help her in the kitchen preparing supper. She said that I needed to learn some baking skills. After serving dinner in my apron, I was allowed to remove it to sit down to eat. After dinner, I put my apron back on and cleared the table. i then did the dishes. Mommy told me to take the laundry off of the line, and get ready for bed.

Me, "But Mommy, it's only 6:30. It's early for bed."

Mommy, " I said to get ready for bed, not go to bed. Put on your pajamas and come back down here, I have something for you."

Me, "Yes Mommy." I went up and put on the stupid babydoll set and went bach to the livingroom. Mother haned me a shoe box. I opened it and found a pair of fuzzy high heel slippers. They had a very spiky heel with a pink fuzzy instep strap, open toe, and a little strech strap at the heel. The little strap came upward from near the spike heel, and just wrapped around the heel. It was very feminine. "Thank you Mommy."

Mother, "Think nothing of it. I can't have my little girl running around the house barefoot. Especialy with company coming. I want you to be a perfect lady too."

My stomach started to churn. Company coming. I was going to be put on display again, but for who. Then the doorbell rang and Mother answered it. "Come in to the livingroom, Cindy is just getting ready for bed. Tomorrow is her last day of school, and she gets to wear skorts and heels to school. She has never worn a skirt or dress to school." I saw Mommy escort a woman about 30 years of age. The woman sat down accross from me. Mommy said to me, "Cindy, where are your manors, give Miss Smith a proper welcome."

I stood up wobbling from the heels, and gave the best curtsy I could, considering the heels, " Good evening Miss Smith. "

Miss Smith, "Very good Cindy. Your Mother has spoken well of you and Mindy, and how well you have taken to being girls for the summer. I will be coming by once a week to help with your training. When school starts, no one will mistake either of you for boys. This will be a summer you will remember. You look very cute in your babydoll pajamas. Now go to your room and get your beauty sleep while I talk with your Mother."

I got up and wobbled over to Mommy, bent over and gave her a kiss, saying, "Good night Mommy" while I curtsied. Then I turned to Miss Smith, curstied and said "Good night Miss Smith." I went up to my room. I could here Miss Smith and Mommy giggle as I stumbled in my new heels. I got into bed and looked at the clock, 8:30. Man, it was still light out.

 

I didn,t sleep well that night, but when the alarm went off, I was kind of happy that at least this was the last day of school. And only half a day at that. Katie was already heading down to breakfast, but yelled out a reminder to me to put the panty hose on today. I finished dressing, and looked at myself in the mirror. I almost cried right there. It looked like I was wearing a mini skirt, not shorts. I stepped into my killer sandals and went down to breakfast. Mommy insisted on taking a picture of me in my all pink outfit. She had me pose in different positions, even sitting at he table with my legs crossed and dangling my sandal by my toes. Katie just snickered through my humiliation.

The walk to school was the longest ever for me. Heels clicking loudly on the sidewalk, forcing me to take even smaller steps than yesterday. The heels also made me swing my butt more when I walked, which gave the impression that I was enjoying this. All I could think about when I was walking was, who is Miss Smith, and helping with what training? When I got to school Maggie, Barb, and their friends were waiting outside. Mindy was there already, and she wasn't happy. I noticed something very, very wrong. Maggie and friends were all dressed in blue denim capris, with regular boy style Tee shirts in navy. They were wearing sneakers without socks. Mindy and I were the only ones in pink, and dressed to the nines with hose and heels. I felt the rumble in my stomach once again. I looked at Maqggie and tried to speak, "Wha..Wha..What's going on Maggie? You said all the girls were getting dressed up in pink skorts for trhe last day."

Maggie, "I lied. I wanted to see what you would look like in a skirt and heels. And you two look so cute, I bet the boys will be trying to get a peak up your skirt. Good thing for you that they are skorts. Your legs look terrific in the hose, and your heels make you walk so nice. We'll follow you two to class so we can get a good look at your asses."

Mindy and I started walking to class. Everyone in the hallways turned to check us out, and I could see the other students laughing and pointing at us. We stuck out in our pink outfits, and the clicking of our heels. My teacher Mrs. Johnson complimented Mindy and me on our outfits. She even made a statement in class about how she thought that Cindy and Mindy should get a round of applause for being so well dressed on the last day of school. When the clapping was over, I had to be blushing deep red, I looked at Mindy, and she was near weeping out loud.

Mrs. Johnson saw this, and said, "Cindy, I want you to escort Mindy to the ladies room please, so she can rest in the lounge for a bit." I stood up with my purse over my shoulder, and went over to Mindy. Mindy stood up and grabbed her purse also. As we were leaving the room, Mrs. Johnson said, "Walk hand in hand girls."

Me, "Yes, Mrs. Johnson." As I reached for Mindy's hand, I could hear giggling behind us. When we got into the girls restroom lounge area, I helped Mindy to sit down on the couch. I told her, "We have less than 3 hours left Mindy, You can do it, hold on girl!"

Mindy, "That's what's bothering me. I'm never called Mike anymore, even by you KC. Everyone calls me Mindy, and you Cindy. They all refer to us as girls, or young ladies. I want to put on a pair of pants and play baseball again. Look at us KC, we look like girls, and are starting to act like girls. I don't know what this summer will be like for me. And now, my Mother has got me a trainer to help me learn how to be more feminine."

Me, "You mean Mrs. Smith?"

Mindy, " Yeah, how'd you know that?"

Me, "Mommy has got her to train me also."

Mindy, "Train us for what KC? This is just for the summer. It's going to be the worst summer vacation ever."

Me, "We'll get through it Mindy, And when school starts next year, we'll be at the high school, with all new teachers. We'll just laugh about this and maybe everyone will forget."

Mindy, "Maybe your right. We better head back to class so we can get our grades."

We went back to get our final grades from Mrs. Johnson. The rest of that class was pretty uneventful. The morning went quickly. Almost all our classmates teased both Mindy and me about our outfits. Some of the boys said that we looked prettier than half the girls in the school. I didn't know if that was a compliment or not. Finally the school year was over, and I was relieved. I found Mindy, and she was smiling.

Mindy, "You were so right Cindy, I did get through it. And I also had a couple of girls say how they admired us for putting up with all the harrassment these last three days. They said if we ever need help shopping, they would love to come with us just to hang out."

Me, "Ah...that sounds great." Not really, "Let's get going home, I just have to get out of these heels."

Just then Maggie and Barb showed up.

Maggie, "Now if you girls need help on choosing outfits for your first day of high school, You be sure to call us. I'm sure we could find some suitable dresses for you girls."

I was never so glad to get home. I slipped off my heels, and put on my flats. I went right to the kitchen, put my apron on and read my chore list. I started with the laundry. I was accually happy to be home, dressed as a girl wearing an apron and doing laundry. It was much better than being dressed and walking down sidewalks in those heels. I could relax now, and not worry about school for the whole summer. Yeah, I could make it through summer dressing as a girl, if I acted like one, no one would know any better. Just one thing was on the back of my mind, "Who IS Mrs. Smith."

The End..... of the beginning!

 

Authors note, I might continue the Cindy and Mindy stories, but not as parts. Cindy and Mindy will always be the start of the titles in following episodes.

  

  

  

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