Here's pt.3- I have to say that I have found this very cleansing already- I hope that people are enjoying this- let me know. You're welcome to email me at tanyalynn1958@yahoo.com.

 

Do Over

by Tanya Lynn

 

I walked down the stairs to where Mom and Tammy were waiting, aware of the skirt of the jumper swishing around my legs. Why hadn't they let me put on makeup? I knew I would look like a freak to them. I entered the living room where they were seated. As they turned around to look at me, I expected them to laugh at me. Instead, they smiled, and mom said, "there you are Tanya- I thought you would look pretty and you do". I blushed and said, "thank you mom". Tammy got up and took my hand and said, "ever since I saw that you were wearing a bra and panties to school sometimes, I have wanted to meet the real you. We have so much to talk about". My mom said, "if you are going to start being Tanya all of the time, we need to get you some more clothes to wear". I said, "there are stores online that I look at all of the time. I can find lots of stuff". But, mom said, "no, I don't want to waste money making sure the right stuff fits. We are going to have to take you shopping". I had read stories like this online, where it always seemed to work out all right, but in real life, it seemed like a terrible idea. I said, "but mom, everyone will know I'm a boy! I can't face that". Mom said, "no, we are going to spend a week or so practicing with you being Tanya at home. We will work on makeup and mannerisms as well". I felt a little better, but was still nervous.

Tammy grabbed my hand and said, "let's go up to your room and talk". We went up and I decided to look and see what other clothes might be around that my mom had saved. I went to the closet and found that my boy's clothes had been moved to one side and the couple of outfits I had were on the other with room for more. I went to my dresser and found most of the drawers were now empty except for one with my boy's underwear and another that held a package of panties in my size and three padded bras in my size. Tammy said, "those should help your appearance until your fleshy breasts become real. A little lining will shape you better". I had to try one on right away, and immediately pulled off the jumper and T-shirt and put on the bra. I loved the way that it fit and when I put the outfit back on, I looked much better. The feeling of the bra right up against my skin was beautiful. I said to Tammy, "I don't know how I am going to be able to stand two weeks of school. I am so nervous, but still, I never want to take these clothes off". She smiled and said, "I'm so happy for you, and I have a new girlfriend to boot".

We went downstairs and helped mom prepare dinner. I loved to cook, and now I could wear the frilly apron I had always wanted to wear. While I was doing this, my dad came in. He kissed my mom and then hugged me and said, "hi honey, you look more beautiful than I imagined". I must have looked shocked, because he said, "once I decided to help you in memory of my brother, it became easy to deal with this. You have some advantages with my being a successful lawyer- we can afford a new wardrobe, and a surprise you will find out about later". This made me cry, and he held me for a while. A knock came on the door, and Tammy's parents came in. I was shocked, but they both seemed to know what was going on. Her dad said, "your dad explained everything to us and I told him that I had a similar experience with a friend in high school, although I treated him like a freak myself. When he killed himself, it almost killed me, and I feel as if I have another chance to help him. You are always welcome at our house".

After dinner, Tammy and I cleaned up while they sat and relaxed. They went home, and I sat and watched a movie with my parents. When it was time for bed, my mom went upstairs with me and we talked as I got undressed. I said, "I'm going to need more than just this one nightgown, mom". She said, "I knew I forgot something! I can go get something when I go to Wal-Mart tomorrow". I went to sleep, knowing that it would only be better tomorrow.

When I woke up, I got into my boy's school clothes, hating the way they felt after last night. When I got on the bus, I found Tammy waiting for me. She smiled and said, "I had so much fun last night. I can hardly wait for this afternoon". I smiled and said, "I know- I am going to hate to wait". The day was torture. I had to disregard the instructions I had started to get last night, like how to act, and sit, because some might notice. The day seemed to stretch on and on. In my best class, history, the teacher caught me daydreaming and chastised me. I took it in stride and apologized.

When I got home, I found clothes laid out on the bed. There was a pink tank top and short denim skirt, with the tags still on. My mom said, " I thought since you're going to Tammy's today, I would see if I could get something that would fit. Be careful- I have to return it if it doesn't. There is some hair remover in the bathroom, but remember, if you use it, you have to wear pants to school or people will notice". I said, "but mom, do I carry the stuff to her house with me?" She said, "no, you can dress- we'll just be in the car". I figured at this point I should just trust and go all the way, so I followed the instructions on the hair removal cream and then showered it all off. The silkiness of the panties felt wonderful as I slid them up my now bare legs. I put on a bra, and then the tank top. You could see a little of the bra, but I knew that was kind of the style. It did fit, if a little snug, so I took off the tag. I then stepped into the skirt. It seemed a little short, but again, this was the style, so I zipped it up and found it fit as well. I called to my mom that I was ready, and she came up and took me into her room and to her vanity table. She had me sit down and showed me how to apply makeup. I had always had neutral features, so it wasn't hard. It didn't take long, and after I brushed my hair, I finally saw the real me standing in front of me in the mirror. I started to cry, but mom said, "don't honey or you'll have to redo your makeup". This statement for some reason made me stop crying and start to laugh. She looked at me strangely, so I told her, "I'm laughing with joy- I never thought I would hear something like that from you". She laughed as well, and said, "come on, it's time to go".

I went to the front door, and froze. It suddenly hit me, and I said, "what if someone sees me? I don't think I can do this"! She said, "no one will see you. We all live in the country and you'll only be going out to the car here, and from the car to Tammy's house. You can do it". I opened the door, and walked out to the car. I knew it was time to face my fears and begin my journey out into womanhood. I got in, listening as my mom told me how to get into the car in the short skirt. I wanted to learn everything she and Tammy would be teaching me. She finally pulled the car out and we left.

We came up to a stop sign, and while my mom checked the road. As she did, someone pulled up along side of the car on a bike. He looked in at me and I realized it was one of my friends from school. He knew my mom, and he sure as hell knew I didn't have a sister. He kind of did a double take as mom pulled out. Did he know? What the hell do I do now?

To be continued

  

  

  

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