How Allen Beccame Ellen

by Rhonda

  

Ellen Goes Shopping

Part 2

  

After his mother's quick verdict of another week in dresses, Allen decided to rethink his situation. He was obviously not going to gain any ground resisting and complaining with his mother in the mood she was in and his aunt and cousins around. He was going to have to feel his way through this for a few days until his mother relented. He just hoped that none of his friends saw him like this, they already thought him a sissy-type because of his slender frame and lack of facial hair. Seeing him in a dress would cement those occasional taunts into fact forever.

As he was thinking, his mom announced that they would take the car to Murphy's even though it was only 3 blocks, and a beautiful June evening, as they had standing reservations for 6:30 and it was almost that now. The five of them went out, and Gertrude pulled the car out of the garage. Aunt Lillie got into the front, Tracy got in the left side, but Stacy was holding the door for him to get in the middle on the right. He stepped into the back with a long stride. Whack! the hairbrush hit his backside again, and he yelped in pain. "That's not the way a lady enters a car" she quickly instructed. "First you sit, remembering to smooth your skirt, then you swing your legs over, then you slide over. Unless, of course, you're really fond of showing the world those pretty white panties of yours" she added. She'll get hers, first time mom isn't around he thought as he did his best to comply with her instruction. Arriving at the restaurant in just a couple of minutes, Stacy reminded him to reverse the process getting out, or she still had the hairbrush handy. As they approached the door, it swung open and Mr. Murphy half-appeared, holding the door. "Evening ladies" he greeted, and followed them into the lobby, "Where's Allen tonight?" "Ellen will be dining with us" she said pointing to the beautiful young thing that caught his eye as they came in. Now looking closer, his jaw dropped a couple of inches before he could recover himself. Having a flashback to his month in petticoats as a youth, he said"I trust she will behave much better than your son did" and winked at Ellen. Ellen turned beet red at having been recognized so quickly, and just knew that all the other families that regularly dined there on Friday nights, were going to know it was him in drag. "If you had walked like I showed you earlier, he wouldn't have had a clue"she whispered to him, adding"I saw the way he leered at you coming in the door. Now walk correctly and noone else will figure it out. You are SUCH a pretty girl".

He did his best, and didn't get more of a look than any other young girl would there, except for young Stephan McMurtry, who wispered to his brother"Did you see that babe? I'd like to get in her bloomers". Ellen did her best to not look conspicuous, minding her manners and eating as daintily as she could manage. By mimicking her cousins, she got through the meal without anymore undo attention. Just as they were finishing, Mrs McMurtry came over to their table and spoke to Gertrude. "I like what you've done to the lad, you must stop for tea tomorrow, and bring the pretty lassie along, my Stephan could use an eyeful of that" she whispered in her old country brogue. "We would love to visit you, say around 1?" Gertrude responded. Adeline McMurtry nodded her assent, and went back to join her family. "I heard you say to your brother that you fancy that new lass, so I invited her over tomorrow that you can get a better look at her" She whispered to her son. Stephan smiled, "I'm gonna lay that bitch" he thought as he replied" Thanks Mom, I owe you one"

As the family fininshed dinner, Ellen finally found out why they had brought the car. Aunt Lillie only lived 4 blocks the other way from Murphy's so she and the girls were going to walk home and enjoy the pleasant evening, but Gertrude needed to take Ellen to the shopping plaza to get her the "essentials". Stacy caught Mr. Murphy, and that Stevie brat, both leering at Ellen as the families walked out. She was imitating Tracy's walk, and Tracy was wiggling a bit to impress one of the boys across the room. She came up behind Ellen "Quit flirting, or you'll get one of those boys hoses up your skirt you little slut" She put in his ear in a stage whisper that made both her Aunt and Mom giggle from behind her, and a couple at the table they were passing stare in astonishment. Confused, Ellen hurried a bit to get out of view of the patrons, and once out the door turned to Stacy, "What was that for?" she asked. "Tracy was walking like that to let that boy in the corner know that her skirts could be lifted, and you being the klutz that you are, were telling the whole room! You need the finishing school young girl, before you spend your life as a whore!" Stacy replied in her best "mother" voice. "But don't fret, we usually get 12 to 15 other boys who want to be girls for the classes every summer" she added.

The two sisters said their goodbyes, promising to get together the next afternoon to see what happened at the McMurtrys. Gertrude and Ellen got into to car, Ellen careful to sit properly, and left for the plaza. During the 20 minute ride to the plaza, Gertrude explained a bit more of the plot to Ellen, much to her dismay. Gertrude had found a shop with a young assistant manager, that was more than willing to help her to build a suitable wardrobe for her daughter. She had even agreed to keep the store open later than 9 if it took that long to make sure that Ellen was properly outfitted. OMYGOD thought Allen, if she's going to spend that kind of money, she's serious about the month, or 6 weeks as it is now, and he resolved to try not to do anything more to increase his punishment time.

As they entered the shop, a pretty little redhead bounced over from behind the counter. "I'm Glad you could make it this evening, there are only a few girls in the store now so you should be able to shop pretty much undisturbed." she said. "Oh by the way I'm Coleen, and you must be Ellen." "you are so pretty already, you are going to make the most beautiful girl when I get done with you" she added. She took Ellen by the hand and led her back toward the foundations section of the store. Coleen had won Gertrude's confidence the week before when she had been out trying to find a shop. Gertrude had gingerly explained to several different clerks in several different stores what she had in mind. Most were put off by the idea, several more reluctantly siad she could bring her son by, but this girl enthusiastically welcomed the idea, and said she would personally take care of Allen the same way she took care of her brother Victor when it was his time to learn the 'facts". She was pleased to learn that Victoria had done junior high at her sister's school, and that, indeed knew Allen since they both attended the same high school and Allen had made more than one pass at her over the last couple of years.

In the longerie section, Ellen was embarrassed by the flimsiness and femininity that almost jumped out at him from the garments hanging on the walls. Coleen picked a pair of the laciest panties in the store, a delicate champagne colored set with lace inlays at the sides and across the waist of the opaque satin garment. She selected a size 5, and then a 34 c matching bra and camisole, in deferrence to the volume of the forms that he had glued to his body by his cousins. "Try these on, and let me see for the size" she smiled as she led him over to an empty changing stall. She almost pushed the reluctant customer in, as Ellen was trying to think of a way not to show this girl his shame. How did his mother manage to find a sales clerk he knew, and who's sister he had danced with several times at school dances and such? "I'll tell you how they fit, but I'm not going to put them on display for you" he stated as she drew the curtain behind him. "That will cost another month!" he heard from the front of the store,"Want to go for the summer young lady?". He started softly sobbing as he took off the clothes he was wearing and hung them on the many hoooks on the back wall. With the three mirrors in the room he watched himself as he drew the finery up his hairless legs. He had to admit that there was a nice feeling to the fabric on his exposed skin. Next he fumbled to get the bra hooked. Finally hooking it on his stomach, then turning it to get the seemingly permanently attached breastforms in and the straps over his shoulders. The person in the mirror did indeed look girlish to him. As he was putting the camisole over his head, the curtain opened, Coleen reached in and pulled him out of the room into the store. The bulge of his penis was clearly visible through the panties. A sight that wasn't wasted on the three girls who were also in the longerie department shopping then. They started giggling uncontollably as they recognized who it was from school. "I always thought he was a fairy one said, now I see where he shops I'm sure of it. Wait until the rest of the girls hear this" she laughed as the three of them headed away toward the front, but looking back at the sight of Allen standing there in girl's underwear. For her part, Coleen ignored the comotion the girls had set off and went about checking the waist and the tightness of the bra and the coverage the cups provided. Then she waltzed around in front of him and pointed" we''ll have to fix that" pionting to his crotch. She went to a set of drawers over on the other wall and got out a funny looking pair of panties and brought it back over. "This is a gaff, until you decide to get that ugly thing whacked off, this will at least keep you from embarrassing yourself more." Ellen, in her embarrassment at being found out by the girls was led sobbing uncontrolably back into the dressing room by Coleen. Without comment, she pulled off the panties and helped his legs through the proper holes in the gaff. She then took his balls and shoved them up into him. As he almost doubled with the pain, she finished pulling the gaff up and folded his penis back snuggly between his legs. Then she picked up the panties and put them back on him. The pain in his groin totally defeated him and he meekly followed her back out into the store. "It isn't a proper pussy, but it"ll have to do for now" she glared at him. "This is for all the times you tripped me in school, pulled my skirts up, or made me drop my books." " I always knew I'd get my revenge someday you little creep". "I'm so happy that it was my shop your mother picked, but I hve always felt that you'ld end up in one of them" she spat. She went, with Ellen in tow back up to the corsets, and picking three that were hanging on a rack, alternately wrapped them around his torso. She selected one and put it around his waist. It came just below his bra, and down over his hips. Hooking the front eyelets, the then went to the back, and pushing on his butt with her knee drew the laces as tight as she could. She tied them in a bow and stood back. The corset narrowed his waist by a good 4 inches, and gave him a genuine hourglass shape. "this is a 26, but I'll send a 24 and a 22 along with you, each month you'll need to go to a smaller one to get the shape you've always wanted" she said. She took him back to the dressingroom so he could see what it looked like while she headed for the dresses. He looked at all three angles, and all he could see was a girl, with a smallish waist and a flat front. He started putting the stockings on and hooking them to the garters on the corset, as he waited for the next round. Coleen came back with several dresses, and holding them up to her chin told him to pick the one he liked the best. He said nothing, so she handed him a frost colored silk shirtdress with a bit fuller skirt. "you'll have to wear a slip with that". she said as he started to put it on. With the champagne halfslip on underneath coming just above the knees, the skirt just covered the 6 inches of lace that made up the hem of the slip. Looking in the mirror, he saw a girl there, not him, and a pretty one at that except for the running mascara from his tears. Coleen gently fluffed the hair from the back of his wig out of the collar of the dress where it had gotten caught, put a pair of moss green 4" stilettos on his feet and took him up,staggering a little, to show his mother her new daughter. "Congradulations! It's a girl Mrs Jordan" Coleen exclaimed as she presented Ellen to his mother and to the other 4 or 5 patrons still in the store. Gertrude smiled broadly. "We'll need about 6 more of the dresses, a couple of gowns, another 4 or 5 skirt and blouse sets, several nighties, and sets of undies" she said as she drew Ellen over to sit by her. Ellen for her part was transformed, smoothing her skirt and spreading it after she sat, with her knees together, and striaght up in the chair. She could have had defeat stenciled to her forhead and it wouldn't be more obvious, Gertrude thought. Coleen measured Ellens foot, and brought up several pair of shoes in various heels that matched the outfits she had selected. Then she took Ellen to the cosmetic display, and holding various colors up to her cheeks in the bright light selected three each of foundation powder, lipstick, eye shadow, and blush. She separated them into bags and wrote across the front, day, evening, and night. After explaining the differences and how to work each, she set about cleaning up the goo on Ellen's cheeks and applying fresh makeup and eyeliner. Since she was a pro at it, Ellen looked almost like a porcelain doll when she finished. After she had wraped up the purchases, and settled the bill, with a sizeable tip for her efforts, she thanked them for their visit and added to Mrs Jordan, "Victoria will stop by about 9:30 tomorrow to visit and help your daughter get things situated". Ellen had looked pale before due to the makeup, but now she went a pure shade of white on hearing that. Every girl and woman in the entire neighborhood must be in on this plot to humiliate her. How was she ever going to face any of them ever again after she went back to being a boy.

Gertrude and Ellen gathered up the bundles, and loaded them in the car. Ellen couldn't help but notice how nice the silk of her dress felt against the silk of the stockings as the summer breeze moved hir skirt around. Also, how slinky it felt against the satin of her slip and camisole, and knowing from the image in the mirror at the store, that anyone who saw her now would see only a young woman out with her mother, she began to relax a bit. With the knowledge firmly planted that this was how she was to spend her summer she might just as well get used to it. She just hoped that she wouldn't run into anyone else she knew for a while, but then that girl she had hit on, Vickie, was coming over in the morning. How was she going to react seeing Ellen?

  

  

  

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