The Dancer II                   by: Samantha Kimberly Thorne

 

Dave loved to dance, and had done since he was very young. His parents encouraged him, and he soon became a champion. His favorite dances were the latin ones, where he could swing his hips and move his feet really fast.

He found a really good partner in Julie, who at five feet was three inches smaller than Dave.

They worked really well together, like kindred spirits. Dave enjoyed having a friend, because he had been teased and tormented in school, and now at 18 years old, the asian boy that everyone picked on was a World Champion dancer.

As he went over to pick up Julie for practice one day, her mother answered the door.

"She’s still getting ready, come on in", she said.

When Dave entered the Living Room, there was a video cassette playing.

"It’s you two winning the ‘Worlds’" said Julie’s mom.

"Yes, I’ve watched it a few times myself,looking for places to improve". "How can you improve on perfection. The only thing is your hips swing more than any girls I’ve ever seen, it’s amazing how you can move like that". Dave was slightly taken aback, but laughed quietly.

Julie’s mother left for work just as her daughter entered the room.

"Do you think I move like a girl, Julie"? asked Dave.

"What? Who said that"?

"Your mother! Well! Do I".

"A little bit, why"?

"It’s really upsetting. The one thing I enjoy, and I get told I’m like a girl".

"There’s nothing wrong with being a girl, Dave, what about me"?

"Yes, but you ARE a girl, what do I do"?

"Hang on a few minutes, I’ll call you when I want you", said Julie, disappearing upstairs.

A few minutes later, a call came "Dave get up here now." Dave stepped into Julie’s room to find her outfits strewn around the bed a floor.

"Pick one" she said. "You don’t normally wear you outfits to practice",Dave said.

"Who said I was going to wear it, it’s for you", Julie said with a broad smile on her face.

"You gotta be kidding, no way" spluttered Dave. " What do you think I am"? "You could make a really lovely girl, Dave, and you’ve got all the moves from the dances. So, go into the bathroom, shave all your bodyhair, and come back out here."

After a bit of persuasion, Dave entered, then exited the bathroom minus his bodyhair.

"Put this on" Julie said to the shocked Dave as she handed him a black basque with lots of lace.

"I can’t believe this is happening" said Dave as he took the garment in his hand. "Are you going to stand there gawking at me, naked and then wearing this?"

"You need some help, baby, that’s where I come in." Dave put the basque on, followed by a thong, stockings, and to hide him, his bath robe.

"Sit in front of the mirror, it’s time for you to stop being Dave and become...KELLY, yes I like that."

Slowly, Julie applied make-up and a wig to Dave, and then said "have you picked your outfit?"

"Well, I always loved your short black dress with the really light, swishy material." "An excellent choice, miss",said Julie, to which Dave replied "MISS, who are yo calling MISS?"

"Put this on and look in the mirror, Kelly, you’re beautiful", Julie said adjusting her new girlfriends breasts.

Dave stood in front of the mirror and nearly collapsed.

He was absolutely dumbstruck by the beautiful young girl in front of him.

"Give me a dance, Kelly, show me what you’ve got." With that, Julie tured on some music, and Kelly began to move slowly in her high heels, and gradually speeded up to an amazing finale. "You could enter a dance contest right now, and win it, Kelly" said Julie.

"Do you think so? Maybe I will."

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Second part pending acceptance of part one.

Thank You
Samantaha.

 

 

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