The Holiday Of A Lifetime

by Susan Kershaw

Part three

 

Tony ran down the stairs to where Aunt Sybil was holding the phone and took the receiver from her, wondering what Penny could want. "Hello?" he said, tentatively. "Susie" came the reply. "It's Penny here, I have some exciting news for you. Can I come over to your house to explain? It's probably better to do it face to face than over the phone. Besides, I'd like to see where you live. How about ten o'clock on Monday morning?" After checking with Aunt Sybil that it was o.k. Tony replied that it would be and Penny rang off.

Tony could tell from her voice that Penny was excited and he was curious as to what her news could be. As he and Aunt Sybil snuggled together on the sofa that evening, both dressed in silky nightdresses, they tried to speculate on what Penny might have to say, but neither of them had any clear idea so they decided to wait until Monday when Penny could explain more fully.

The week's activities had sapped a lot of energy from Tony and as he nestled contentedly in Aunt Sybil's arms, his eyelids began to grow heavier until he lapsed in to a peaceful sleep.

His dreams must have been sweet ones that night, because when he awoke in his bedroom, he did so in that luxurious and leisurely manner that one does when all seems right with the world. He slowly opened his eyes and looked around him to see all the comforting sights he had come to know and love since coming to live with his aunt. His bouquet of flowers in its beautiful porcelain vase, his lace curtains at the window, his frilly bedclothes, his wardrobe with all his fabulous clothes hanging up in it and his dressing table with his make-up and cosmetics awaiting his use.

As he cast his eyes around the room, lazily taking in all the pretty sights he had to behold, he noticed something unusual on his bedside table, something he hadn't seen before. In the centre of the table was an old fashioned bell, the type a master or mistress in Victorian times would have used to call their servants. Propped up against the bell was an envelope wrapped in a pink ribbon.

Curiosity got the better of Tony and as he picked up the envelope he noticed a beautiful fragrance emanating from it. He gently untied the bow of the ribbon to find a note inside which simply read. "Ring this bell"

Tony obeyed the instructions of the note by tinkling the bell and waiting for the response.

Nothing could have prepared him for what was about to take place and his jaw dropped as the bedroom door opened. In to the room, pushing a hostess trolley and dressed in a replica of the French maids outfit Tony had worn at the photo shoot, minced Aunt Sybil. "Good morning ma'am, my name is Sybil and I am your maid for the day. Please feel free to ask me for any service you require" said Aunt Sybil as she curtseyed to Tony and proceeded to serve him his breakfast on a silver tray. Tony could only stare at this beautiful sight, utterly devoid as he was of the power of speech.

His maid for the day curtseyed to him again and demurely stood before him in her little black satin dress. The elasticated top was pulled down over her shoulders, leaving them bare. The fitted waist sat snugly round her midriff accentuating her hourglass figure and the short skirt flared out over her hips to expose the layered white satin petticoat she wore underneath. From the petticoat, two gorgeously smooth legs, encased in sheer black stockings stretched to the floor, where a pair of black patent, strappy stilettos held two pretty feet. Naturally her hair, make-up and nails were, as always, immaculate and with her frilly apron and mob cap she looked absolutely delectable.

Turning back to the hostess trolley, the maid bent forward exposing her white knickers and matching suspenders, almost causing Tony to choke on his orange juice.

"I'm going to run your bath now ma'am. Ring the bell when you want me" said the maid as she curtseyed and left the room.

Tony ate his breakfast of poached eggs on toast in a leisurely fashion, contemplating what his maid might have in store for him, before eventually ringing the bell when he felt he was ready. Aunt Sybil arrived at his door again, curtseyed and said "Time for your bath now ma'am. Follow me please" and taking his hand, she led him to the bathroom where a scented bubble bath awaited him. She helped him off with his nightdress and held his hand as he stepped in to the foaming water where she proceeded to slowly and sensuously wash him all over with just a bar of soap and her bare hands. The inevitable happened to Tony and as her hands went under the water, Aunt Sybil could feel Tony's only male part bursting with pleasure at her touch. Resisting the urge to do the obvious, she took her nephew's hand and bade him to stand up so she could towel him dry, and Tony blushed to the roots as he was forced to display his manifest excitement.

After being towelled dry and spritzed with perfume, Tony was led to his vanity table where Aunt Sybil commenced the process of putting on his make-up and fussing with his hair. She took special care with this, taking care to get his look just right. She fluttered around him, taking great pains to create the image she wanted .

Tony was in paradise. Being pampered in such a gloriously feminine manner was the ultimate pleasure to a boy like Tony and if he had had his way he would spend the rest of his days being dressed and made up by this beautiful maid.

Having satisfied herself that her efforts had achieved the desired effect, Aunt Sybil took out some lingerie from Tony's drawer. As usual she chose well. A set of co-ordinated underwear was laid out on the bed for him, consisting of a lacy basque and matching knickers in pale blue, prettily decorated with little white bows just under the bust of the basque and just at the top centre of the panties.

Having fitted the basque snugly around Tony's waist, she then helped him put his falsies in to the cups of his bra and covered the line between the prosthetic breasts and his own skin with a cosmetic cream. When Tony looked in the mirror he was amazed at the illusion his aunt had created. Looking back at him was a girl with beautiful breasts and Tony fell in love with her immediately.

Tony's maid then produced a pair of sheer stockings and some sexy high heeled sandals and fitted them to his legs and feet before picking up his knickers and holding them open for him to step in to. As his panties arrived at their destination, it was patently obvious that they were much too brief to take what he had to put in them. His only male part was sticking out rampantly, much to his embarrassment.

Tony's naiveté left him totally unprepared for what was to happen next.

The maid kneeling at his feet looked up at him, blew him a kiss and placed her mouth over his penis. This was something she had wanted to do for a long time. Because she loved her nephew more than anything in the world, she was happy to give him as much pleasure as he could stand. She caressed him with her mouth as one would a particularly delicious ice cream, revelling in the feeling of being a maid whose raison d'etre was to make her master or mistress happy. Her actions were slow and deliberate. Not just so that the object of her affections could experience his own sexual ecstasy, but also that she herself could savour the joy of giving to a loved one. This was an act of love and giving, but one in which the giver was being rewarded as much as the receiver.

As she felt the tension in Tony increase, she cupped his testicles in her hand and fondled them tenderly. She could tell that her lover was about to climax and so she withdrew his penis from her mouth and caressed it until she felt the warm sensation of Tony's semen spurting in to her face.

She did not feel degraded by this. On the contrary, she felt more loved than she had ever felt before and this was amply demonstrated when her lover leaned forward and kissed her tenderly on the lips.

 

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Monday morning.

The two girls were up bright and early, eagerly anticipating the arrival of Penny. Aunt Sybil, dressed in a black pencil skirt, pink frilly blouse, frilly pinafore and rubber gloves, busied herself with the housework while Tony got dressed. As he was not planning to go out that day, he decided to "go casual" Matching pink bra and panties, no stockings or tights. A short flared skirt with a flower pattern print and a pair of open toed sling backs came next followed by a white silk top with thin shoulder straps. A light application of make-up and a brush to his hair had him ready to face the day.

Penny arrived on time to be greeted with a kiss from Tony and his aunt. It was clear that she was bursting to tell them her news.

"Susie, I can't tell you how excited I am" began Penny. "After you left on Friday, Ms Gold called me in to her office and told me that she is opening a shop in town and wants you and me to work there as sales assistants. We will be required to dress as twins and must model a different one of her outfits every day. Isn't it wonderful? We can start tomorrow if we want"

Tony glanced over to Aunt Sybil who looked absolutely delighted. "Oh darling, what a delightful idea. I'll ring Victoria straight away to accept her kind offer" Before Tony could utter a word aunt Sybil had picked up the phone to confirm her nephew's acceptance.

It didn't seem to Tony that he had had much choice but his aunt had never let him down before, so he decided to "go with the flow" He was beginning to understand that being a sissy is easier if you let the women in your life make all the serious decisions.

It is one thing to decide what to wear each day but sissies shouldn't worry their pretty little heads with important things like career moves.

Penny was taken on a quick tour of Tony's bedroom and was very impressed with his lovely clothes and lingerie but Tony did feel a little exposed as Aunt Sybil went through his drawers to show all his pretty panties to Penny. Dressing him as a girl was o.k., but was it necessary to take out all his knickers and show them off individually to Penny? Tony wasn't sure. Nevertheless, Penny seemed to be enjoying herself so maybe it wasn't so bad after all.

Eventually it was time for Penny to go, so she kissed the girls goodbye and arranged to see them at the shop at 7.00am the next morning to give them two hours to prepare themselves before the shop opened.

As Penny's taxi drove away they gave her a final wave before returning inside to prepare for the morning.

As usual, Aunt Sybil was first to rise next morning and she ran a bubble bath for Tony so that he would be fresh and lovely for his first day in his new job.

Tony was nervous. This was a another big step for him, but Aunt Sybil was quick to reassure him and made great play of telling him how gorgeous he was and how anyone who saw him could not fail to be captivated by his beauty.

Aunt Sybil delivered Tony to the shop on the stroke of seven and informed Ms Gold that she would collect him at 5.00pm.Ms Gold informed Aunt Sybil that Tony and Penny would be well looked after and took the two of them in to her office to explain their duties.

It all felt a bit strange to Tony, he had never been out as a girl without Aunt Sybil before today and he was rather apprehensive as to how he would cope but Penny squeezed his hand reassuringly and this helped to settle his nerves.

Victoria Gold explained that the girls' duties were to assist her in serving the customers. It was their responsibility to look as attractive and glamorous as possible to show off her clothes in the best possible light. It was therefore very important that they take great pains to dress themselves properly before the shop opened. She showed them to the dressing room they would share and their outfits for the day.

Hanging up by their dressing tables were two complete Barbie doll outfits, each consisting of a short, pink, ra-ra skirt, a white cotton sleeveless top with a Barbie doll logo on the front and a pair of pink sandals. There were also two sets of matching accessories such as wrist bangles and earrings.

Ah yes, lingerie.

Draped over each of their chairs, was a pair of beautiful ivory coloured knickers with gold lace trimmings along with a matching suspender belt, bra and slip. There was also a brand new pack of almost white stockings.

It was now time to get down to business, so Ms Gold left her two assistants to get ready.

Ms Gold had placed a discreet screen in the centre of the dressing room so that each of her assistants could be afforded some privacy as they changed in to their underwear and Tony was privately relieved at this.

Penny disappeared behind the screen and so Tony busied himself taking off his "day clothes" and putting on the lingerie laid out for him. First he put on his bra and filled it with his falsies, followed by the suspender belt and stockings. He then put on his panties and stepped in to his pink sandals. Just as he was pulling his petticoat over his head, Penny popped her head around the screen to ask if he could help with the clasp on her suspender which she was having problems with. Tony gasped as Penny came towards him in just her bra, panties and stockings and he feasted his eyes on the sight of this gorgeous lingerie being worn by a beautiful young girl. Wearing exactly the same undies himself made it all the more alluring to Tony and he had to force himself to "think of England" to avoid embarrassment.

Penny thanked Tony with a kiss on the cheek and stepped in to her own sandals before pulling on her slip.

After applying their make-up,(pastel pink shades to go with their nails and accessories) they sat in front of their mirrors to do their hair. Penny back-combed Tony's locks and brushed them out to give a bouffant style reminiscent of Doris Day and Tony reciprocated by doing the same for Penny. A pretty pink bow in each head of hair helped to create that unique Barbie look.

The two girls stepped in to their skirts and pulled the tops carefully over their heads, smoothing down their clothes as they did so. All that remained now were their pink plastic dangly earrings, matching bracelet and pearl necklaces for them to be ready to face the world.

Before going out in to the shop they checked their look in the mirror and were delighted with what they saw. There before them stood two gorgeous Barbie dolls, each with a beautifully slim figure, long sexy legs and an angel face. It would be difficult to imagine anything more scrumptiously feminine and the two dolls hugged each other with delight.

They presented themselves to Ms Gold who set them to work unpacking the new stock and dressing the mannequins which were placed at strategic points around the sales area. This was great fun as it gave them the opportunity to handle some of the many sexy items Ms Gold had for sale.

Once the shop was open and the customers began to drift in, Tony was struck by the wide variety of people interested in the delights Ms Gold had to offer. Women of all ages and walks of life seemed to enjoy shopping at the store and they often trailed sheepish looking men behind them. Penny and Tony watched, fascinated, as a succession of assertive women browsed through the various items of clothing while their male partners squirmed with embarrassment.

Midway through the morning a determined looking woman entered the store with a red faced boy of about twelve years of age in tow. She marched straight up to Ms Gold, and without lowering her voice asked to see some sissy dresses for her son. She explained that since her husband had left, her son had been showing a distinct lack of respect for the female sex and she was determined to put an end to it. "This boy needs to experience what it is like to be female" she said. "It will do him good to find out what we women have to go through to be pretty and feminine and then he may learn to appreciate us a bit more"

"Oh I couldn't agree more" said Ms Gold. "Susie, Penny, bring over the sissy dresses please"

"He'll need some panties as well" said the lady, "Could I see your complete range please"

The poor boy was bundled in to the changing room and muffled protests could be heard outside as he was stripped of his dignity behind the curtain.

As his mother called for petticoats, wigs, socks and shoes, Tony and Penny hurried to keep her supplied.

Twenty minutes later a pretty little girl emerged from the dressing room almost in tears.

She was wearing a pale blue, gingham dress with a short flared skirt with white edging around the hem. It had short, puffed sleeves and a Peter Pan collar. Her petticoat and knickers could be glimpsed as she moved and they were white with baby blue lace to match the dress. White socks, white Mary Jane shoes and a light blue ribbon in her hair gave her a really sweet image. It was just such a pity she looked so unhappy. Penny tried to cheer her up by telling her how pretty she looked but to no avail. She just pouted and continued to frown. "Never mind, she'll get to like it---eventually" Ms Gold said in reassurance to his mother. "Oh yes, he's a sweetie really" replied the customer, "and a good dose of petticoat discipline never did any harm to a boy"

Laden with shopping bags full of dresses, panties, petticoats and wigs, the customer took hold of her new daughter's hand and marched her out of the store.

Penny and Tony looked at each other. "I do hope they have a happy ending" said Penny. "Don't worry, they always do" said Ms Gold.

The rest of the day was fairly uneventful, albeit interesting, and the two Barbie dolls continued to enjoy themselves in their assistant's roles. Aunt Sybil arrived half an hour early to collect Tony and was delighted with what she saw. "You know, pink really suits you darling, you should wear it more often, especially that skirt, it makes you look so pretty" she told him.

Penny and Tony changed back in to their "day clothes" before leaving for home. Aunt Sybil was very interested in the tales Tony had to tell her on the car ride home, especially about the boy in the blue gingham dress, but most of all she was just happy that her Susie was happy.

The rest of the week passed uneventfully, albeit with many interesting little episodes, and with the weekend approaching Tony was looking forward to a chance to relax with his beloved aunt.

Friday evening soon came around and Ms Gold and her girls closed the shop until Monday.

Aunt Sybil had to go out that day so it was arranged that Ms Gold would drop Tony off at home so that he could prepare supper for when his aunt came in.

Turning the key in the front door, Tony called out to his aunt but there was no reply, so he went in to the kitchen to get a glass of milk and found a note from aunt Sybil :-

 

 

Darling,

Please be a poppet and prepare me a meal for when I come in. I may be rather tired as I have a busy day ahead of me. I will be home about 8:00pm.

All my love,

Auntie.

x x x x x x x x x x

 

p.s. By the way, I have hung your maids outfit up in your room for you. It would be lovely if you had it on when I come home.

 

 

With his aunt's note in mind, Tony went upstairs to shower, re-apply his make-up and get dressed as instructed.

Nicely refreshed, he took out a new pack of black stockings from his wardrobe, smoothed them up his legs and attached them to a clean white suspender belt. Next he put on a pair of white nylon panties which made his bottom look really sexy. The dress and shoes followed. A black satin dress and black patent leather sandals, what a gorgeous combination, thought Tony.

He teased out the skirt so that it would show off the layered white petticoat underneath and tied the frilly white apron around his waist before making his way downstairs to prepare supper for Aunt Sybil.

When Aunt Sybil arrived home she was greeted with a curtsey and a kiss from her devoted maid. "Supper is ready for you auntie" said the maid. "I may call you auntie may I?" he enquired. "Well you should really call me ma'am, but you look so gorgeous in your pretty dress that I think I can allow it for tonight" replied Aunt Sybil.

Supper over, Aunt Sybil instructed her maid to run a bath for her and he duly obliged. "When my bath is ready, come to my bedroom" came the next instruction.

Susie the maid entered the bedroom to be confronted by his aunt's curvaceous figure standing before him. "Now undress me please" said Aunt Sybil. "I'm sorry auntie, do you mean me?" replied Susie, stunned by this request. "Well of course my darling, you are my maid aren't you?" said Aunt Sybil, apparently surprised that her maid would query her instruction. "I'm sorry auntie, it's just that…….." "Oh come on girl, don't be so hesitant" interjected the mistress, gesturing for her maid to get on with the job in hand.

Susie the maid gulped and stood demurely in front of his mistress. Mentally taking a deep breath, he slowly lifted his hands, unbuttoned the front of his mistresses blouse and eased it off her shoulders before carefully laying it on the bed. The skirt was next. Again, he carefully unzipped the back to allow his aunt to step out of it. Next the nylon slip. As Susie lifted the hem, he was treated to the fabulous view of his aunt's panties and stocking tops, causing an inconvenient stirring in his own panties. Aunt Sybil was now standing in front of her maid in just her bra, panties, stockings and suspenders, and her sexy high heels. Susie's heart was pounding under his dress but he carried on as any dutiful maid would be expected to. Summoning up all his resolve, the pretty maid unclipped his mistress's bra allowing her magnificent breasts to fall free. He then knelt down and lovingly drew her panties down to ankle level for her to step out of. Now in just her shoes, stockings and suspender belt, Aunt Sybil stood in front of her maid as he trembled with a mixture of delight and apprehension. Finally, Susie removed the rest of his mistress's lingerie and led her by the hand to her bubble bath as instructed. Aunt Sybil stepped in to the bath and lowered herself in to the water while her maid stood by in attendance. "Soap your hands and wash me please, Susie darling. And make sure you don't miss anywhere" instructed Aunt Sybil. Susie lathered his hands and began to wash his mistress slowly and deliberately, taking care to get every square inch of her beautiful body perfectly clean and his duties were made easier by the way in which Aunt Sybil made herself available for this purpose. Susie did indeed make sure he didn't miss anywhere as Aunt Sybil lay back in the bath to luxuriate in her maid's ministrations.

As she rested her head on the back of the bath, Aunt Sybil languidly draped her foot over the edge of the bath giving Susie a heart stopping close-up of her adorable foot with it's beautiful toes painted with plum coloured varnish and Susie paused for a second to take in this thrilling sight. "Oh go on then you little minx" said Aunt Sybil, knowing perfectly well what was in her maid's mind and she gently lifted her foot and offered her toes to Susie's painted lips. Susie paused again before gratefully accepting this precious gift and as he placed his mouth over his aunt's big toe, he noticed her hands disappear under the water.

The two lovers lost track of time as they both revelled in the sensuality of their respective experiences. Aunt Sybil enjoying the exquisite sensation of an adoring mouth caressing her toes and Susie savouring the delights of being allowed to worship his mistresses beautiful toes with his lips and tongue. Several minutes of sensual pleasure elapsed for mistress and maid before Aunt Sybil ended her reverie and instructed Susie to dry her with a bath towel.

The obedient maid carried out his orders conscientiously before proceeding to dust down his object of worship with a powder puff from the talcum powder jar.

"Now darling" said Aunt Sybil. "Over in the top drawer of my cabinet is a suspender belt, a pair of panties and some stockings. Could you get them for me please? Yes that's right, the black nylon and lace ones with the pink bows. Oh, and bring my black satin mules as well" she said, as Susie searched through his aunt's lingerie drawer.

Having located the desired articles, Susie brought them across the room to Aunt Sybil who was standing with her arms in the air, ready for her maid to fit the suspender belt around her waist. Susie fitted the suspender belt and attached the sheer black stockings to it before holding the mules for his aunt to step in to. As Susie held open the panties for Aunt Sybil, he was surprised to see that his mistress seemed to change her mind and after putting just one beautiful foot in to her panties, she spread her legs brazenly and laid back on the bed behind her. It struck Susie that even here, Aunt Sybil was beautifully groomed. Her pubic hair was neatly trimmed in to a sweet little heart shape that Susie found very attractive.

"Oh darling, be a poppet and give me a massage here" said the mistress, indicating the region of her lower stomach and upper thighs. Kneeling down, the maid ran his hands gently under her suspenders and lightly massaged her upper thighs before moving on to her lower stomach. "Ooh, that's nice" said the mistress, as waves of pleasure reverberated through her body.

Aunt Sybil's nipples were standing erect now as she manipulated them with her fingertips.

Susie looked at his aunt's clitoris.

It too was standing proud, glistening pink with moisture, and he knew instinctively what was expected of him.

Moving his face to within six inches, he touched it with his fingertip, gently massaging it with slow, deliberate, circular movements before placing his sweet lips over the source of his aunt's erotic pleasure.

Keeping his tongue soft, Susie rolled it over Aunt Sybil's button of love as he continued to massage his mistresses upper thighs, softly moaning with the pleasure of being allowed to service his mistress in this way.

This act of giving was not about Susie, or Tony, it was about Aunt Sybil. All that mattered was the gratification of the woman he adored, but paradoxically, his panties were bulging frantically with the extra pressure that Susie's excitement was putting them under.

Aunt Sybil propped herself up on her elbows and looked down at her pretty maid. Her beautiful eyes then went to the mirror on the other side of the room and as she caught sight of her maid's white knickers peeking out from under his little skirt, she was powerless to prevent a thunderous orgasm welling up from deep inside her.

As she climaxed in to her maid's face, wave after wave of exquisite sensuality radiated outward through her body until she could no longer bear it.

Groaning with pleasure, she rolled her pretty head from side to side as her maid continued his ministrations until the erotic pulses finally began to diminish.

The two lovers kissed tenderly and snuggled in each other's arms before drifting off in to a blissful sleep.

 

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Susie's figure had become more and more feminine over recent weeks, mainly due to the pills he had been taking, but Aunt Sybil still felt his breasts could be improved. She began a search for a surgeon willing to put some silicone implants in his chest.

Luckily, this was not to prove too difficult. A search of the internet soon turned up a clinic fifty miles from London that could perform the operation. They would be required to stay for two nights, so after booking themselves in, Aunt Sybil made a reservation at a nearby hotel,so they could also have a short break at the seaside resort in which the clinic was situated.

A week later the two of them were sitting in a railway carriage heading for their destination.

Susie was wearing a lilac bra and panty set over which he wore a black mini skirt and a white skimpy top. A pair of white, open toed sling-backs matched his top and a pair of flesh coloured tights served to make his long legs look even longer.

Aunt Sybil was dressed slightly more formally in a navy blue, figure hugging, low cut dress and matching court shoes. Underneath she had on a pair of Susie's favourite silky French knickers.

The receptionist at the clinic greeted them warmly, explaining that the operation would take place the following morning and there would be a further night at the clinic for Susie to recuperate. The two girls then had supper before settling down to an early night in order to be fresh and ready for the next day.

Hospital rules stipulated that Susie must be ready to present himself to the theatre in a clinical gown which would be supplied to him and all he was allowed to wear under it was a pair of knickers and some slippers for his feet. He was to wear no make-up. Aunt Sybil tied Susie's hair back in a pony tail to comply with the regulations and he slipped on a pair of white cotton panties before donning his gown.

Holding hands, the two of them made their way downstairs to the foyer of the operating theatre. The surgeon explained that the operation would take about three hours and that Susie would have to keep his bra on for at least twenty four hours after it. He would then be able to carefully remove it to inspect the surgeon's handiwork. Any scarring would quickly heal and Susie could expect to be free of discomfort in a matter of days. Feeling happy with what the surgeon had to say, Susie kissed Aunt Sybil goodbye before disappearing in to the theatre.

 

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Susie was in a dreamlike state when she emerged from her drug induced sleep. She was vaguely aware of her aunt's voice in the back of her head and as she opened her eyes she beheld the comforting sight of her beloved Aunt Sybil standing over her, holding a glass of water for her to drink. As her senses slowly began to return, so did her memory, but she still got a shock, albeit a pleasant one when she looked down at her bust. This time, nestling in the cups of her bra were real breasts, beautiful ones at that. As she raised herself to lean on her elbows, she became aware of a fullness in her chest that she had not experienced before.

Aunt Sybil tenderly helped Susie up and gave her a glass of water to sip, at the same time reminding her to take things easy as she had been asleep for five hours and was bound to feel a bit wobbly. Susie gingerly got herself in to an upright position and dropped her legs over the side of the bed. Aunt Sybil helped her over to the mirror and although still groggy from the operation she was alert enough to be absolutely amazed as she looked in the mirror. As the hospital gown came down over her shoulders, all she could see was a pretty young miss standing before in her bra and panties.

She had long, smooth legs, a pert bottom and a slim girlish figure that the pills had given her, but best of all, a beautifully proportioned pair of breasts that wobbled enticingly as she moved.

Susie wanted to take her bra off immediately but Aunt Sybil stopped her, reminding her that she would have to wait at least one more day before having that pleasure.

She did, however, allow her to put her hand inside her bra cup and touch her nipples with her finger tips, an action which made them tingle erotically and stiffen.

Even this small amount of exertion had taken its toll on Susie and she began to feel weak again so Aunt Sybil helped her back in to bed before she fell in to another deep sleep. This time the sleep was to prove more restful and Susie felt much better when she awoke next morning.

With care, she was now able to remove her bra and she stared at herself in the mirror, marvelling at the sight of her beautiful new breasts as her aunt looked on approvingly. "Oh darling, you look so beautiful, so feminine, you are a credit to the fair sex. I am so proud of you" said Aunt Sybil as Susie beheld her reflected image with butterflies in her stomach. It began to dawn on her that she had taken a quantum leap and for a few moments she doubted whether she had done the right thing. It was one thing to enjoy dressing as a girl but quite another to have surgery. Enjoyable as being a girl was, it was the finality of having breasts that unnerved Susie.

Aunt Sybil had no doubts however. She was ecstatic at the change in her nephew and her excitement was obvious so Susie kept her doubts to herself.

Aunt Sybil's enthusiasm was infectious though, and Susie's doubts began to fade in the face of her aunt's obvious joy.

As she started to realise how her clothes would now hang much better on her, she began to erase second thoughts from her mind. This was particularly illustrated when she put on her baby doll nightie. The see-through material now fell away from her stomach as it was held away from her body by her breasts and Susie began to appreciate the endless possibilities that existed for her to look stunningly beautiful.

Aunt Sybil reminded Susie that it would be advisable to put her bra back on so as to avoid putting too much strain on her new breasts and so she followed her aunt's advice before dressing for the short journey to the hotel.

The rest of the week was a whirl of excitement for Susie and her aunt. They spent their days shopping and their nights visiting the many nightclubs and discos in the area.

Susie new breasts meant that for the first time, she could wear strapless dresses, and her and her aunt had a wonderful time scouring the department stores for cocktail dresses and evening wear. Being able to make designer dresses and lingerie look sexy was a gift that Susie was grateful to have and she endeavoured to use it to the full.

Each evening, the girls would spend hours dressing to kill, and the effect they had on the local male population as they arrived at their chosen club for the night nearly brought the town to a halt. They spent three wonderful nights perched seductively on bar stools, in exquisite designer dresses as men of all ages ogled the two gorgeous creatures from afar. The braver ones would occasionally approach for a dance and sometimes the girls would oblige and sometimes not. They teased their admirers relentlessly by flirting outrageously but at the end of the evening they always returned to their hotel alone. Much as they revelled in male attention, they only had eyes for each other. They would creep back in the early hours of the morning, snuggle together in bed and talk about the events of that particular evening. By the time they had discussed their evening, they were invariably sexually aroused and a glorious love making session would inevitably follow. Aunt Sybil loved the feel of Susie's breasts and she would lie under her lover, gratefully accepting her penis and sucking on her breasts until the two of them reached the most earth shattering of climaxes.

All too soon their holiday was over and the girls boarded the train home feeling relaxed and happy and looking forward to getting back to normal.

Susie wore her lilac panties over which she had on an ultra short summer dress cut low at the back which meant she couldn't wear a bra. The bust of her dress showed off her breasts beautifully and her nipples could be made out through the thin silky material. The purple polka dot pattern matched her knickers. A pair of open toed sling back shoes and a matching handbag made her look absolutely gorgeous in a delightfully dainty way. Aunt Sybil wore a skirt and blouse in that wonderfully sexy way that only she could.

The two girls cut a stunning sight as they sat demurely in their seats and the effect on the male passengers around them was patently obvious. One by one, a succession of red faced young men got up out of their seats to leave the carriage with an embarrassing bulge in the front of their trousers. Had they known that the gorgeous girl in the lilac mini dress with the long legs also had a bulge in her knickers one can only imagine that their embarrassment would have been even greater! For Susie's part, she was in seventh heaven as she visualised all those young men misbehaving in the privacy of the train's toilet cubicle, while Aunt Sybil was powerless to stop the damp patch in her panties from getting bigger and bigger.

By the time they had reached their destination they were both in a state of high sexual excitement so before leaving the train station they went in to one of the new superloos and with their skirts up round their waists and their knickers down around their ankles, they masturbated each other to a stupendous orgasm.

Having made themselves decent again, they caught a taxi home where the familiar surroundings of Aunt Sybil's house were a welcome sight indeed.

Exhausted by the day's exertions, the happy couple changed in to their baby doll nighties and retired early to bed, Aunt Sybil all in black and Susie all in white. They made love one more time and caressed each other as they lay in each other's arms waiting for sleep to take over.

Susie's mind drifted back to the day she arrived at her aunt's house. She remembered the apprehension she had felt when Aunt Sybil suggested she wear a dress like Shirley Temple. She smiled inwardly as she reflected how reluctant she had been to put on a dress and frilly knickers. She recalled the eerie feeling of being torn between the deliciously tempting idea of doing something that she knew deep down she really wanted to do and the fear of what it may bring. Now she had become so comfortable with her new self, it amused her to think that she could have been so hesitant. If she had known then what she knew now she would have welcomed the opportunity with open arms and she hoped the little boy/girl in Ms Gold's shop would do the same.

What did the future hold? Susie didn't know, but as long as she had the wonderful Aunt Sybil in her life she knew she would be safe. This gorgeous icon of all that is feminine meant the world to her. She was Marilyn Monroe, Princess Diana, Mother Theresa and Madonna all rolled in to one and Susie adored her.

The two lovers drowsily rolled over to face each other and rubbed noses.

"I love you Susie" whispered Aunt Sybil.

"I love you auntie" whispered Susie.

 

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