I Am Me
by Bythe Spirit
Chapter Six
ALL IS REVEALED – LITERALLY
"But I still don't really understand. How can this have happened?"
Mummy's arms encircled me more tightly as she hugged me reassuringly.
"It's quite simple really, you see your daddy and I, or should I say Emma now, are very old friends. In fact we grew up together. Your mother and I were the best of friends. Your father has always liked dressing 'a la femme.' As children Emma helped him. He has pictures when they were six or seven, you know .... fancy dress, Halloween, just playing around really. Your grandma and Emma's parents were very understanding. To start with they thought it was just cute, but after awhile, well they just went along with it."
I rolled over on to my back and looked at her honest open face. She really wanted me to understand what had gone before.
And Mummy Susie recounted the story of her own awakening and blossoming.
I had tried on my cousin's clothes a few times and had dressed up a female characters to go to fancy dress parties and Halloween a couple of times so I knew what your Daddy was going through. I secretly wished my Mummy was so understanding, instead of just seeing it as a joke. Then on his 11th birthday your daddy had a fancy dress party, all the boys had to come as girls and the girls a boys. If nothing else my Mummy was a perfectionist and this time she went full out. I went as Little Bo Peep, compete with a frilly dress, huge petticoats and of course 'cos it was so short, lovely frilly knickers. She plaited my quite long hair and put in sweet little ribbons. She even put on some light make up to highlight my lips eyes and cheeks. Well I was the best girl there, even better than your daddy who went as Dorothy. It was at that party watching me that she realised that I was really enjoying myself in my Bo Peep costume. She told me I was quite shameless twirling around and showing off my frilly knickers. When she talked some more to your Grandma she told her about your daddy dressing like a little girl around the house as much as possible, she began wondering if I would too. Unknown to me she left the party for a while and did some shopping. When we got home it was quite late. She helped me undress asking me how I felt.
I was on a high from the party and answered her with such enthusiasm about how lovely the lacy panties and billowing petticoats were and how I liked the feel of my tights on my legs. And how much I loved twirling and spinning in my short dress and making it lift up just like the girls at school. Even the pretty vest got a mention. Then my Mummy really surprised me. Instead of pulling out my old pj's from under the pillow, she pulled out beautifully pretty pink baby dolls. When she pulled my lacy panties down she was left in no doubt as to how excited I was. I had a boner. Yep right in front of own mother. But she just ignored it and when she slid my cute bottoms on she just pulled it out of the way. My top followed and instead of brushing my hair out she re-plaited it. She kissed me goodnight and left. I had such lovely dreams that night.
The nest morning was an even bigger surprise. I slept so late the next morning Mummy had to wake me up. She directed me to the shower and when I came out I was wrapped in a new fluffy pink bathrobe. There on my bed was a whole set of girls clothes right down to the matching panties and little training bra.
Mummy just smiled, "seeing how you had such fun yesterday I thought it'd be nice if we had a special day, just the two of us together. Mother and daughter day so to speak, but only if you want to?"
Well tears came to my eyes and I rushed across and gave her such a big hug.
She helped me dress. Pulling on those little panties and then having Mummy slip on my little bra, which even if was only size 10 and absolutely no cups, was just out of this world. She helped me with my white tights and a cute white blouse followed. I giggled girlishly when I realised you could see the outline of my little bra through the thin material. My flared skirt set off the picture so sweetly. I was directed to the dressing table and Mummy undid my plaits and brushed and arranged my now wavy hair so delightfully. A faint touch of lipstick and eye shadow completed the picture. White sandals were added and there she was, a cute little ten-year-old staring back at me. I was so happy!
"You really like yourself like this, don't you?"
I blushed ever so much, which according to Mummy made me look even cuter and prettier. "Yes Mummy," I whispered. "I've sorta thought about dressing up before but..... this is just out of this world."
Mummy laughed "and now you don't have to be jealous of Ernie and Emma any more!"
"Oh Mummy how did you know?"
"Oh I didn't till yesterday, well maybe I wondered sometimes why you and Ernie were such good buddies, when he obviously acted so girlishly. It was Ernie's mum who said how often you looked like you wished you could dress up as well. That's what made me go out and buy all these lovely things. I had to see if you really did like it or just liked the attention he got. Now enough of that, breakfast and you and I, my little girl, are going shopping. You need a whole new wardrobe. But what shall I call you now? Certainly not Jack any more, perhaps Jill," and she laughed nicely.
"Susie," I announced, "I want to be Susie." I had picked the name out ages ago in one of my dreams.
Mum smiled knowingly, "well no argument there, Susie it is!"
Breakfast was a quick affair and almost before I knew it were at the local mall and entering Miss Moppets, a boutique catering especially to the young pre-teen! Well you wouldn't believe the outrageously sexy clothes that even in those days that were available for pre-teens. If this is what the girls in my class wore underneath their uniforms and casual wear then I just never even suspected. Well I left with at least 3 of everything. Panties, little camisoles, training bras, stockings sexy lacy nighties. I even had two garter belts and special shortie nylons 'specially for 10 and 11 year olds. I had blouses, skirts, frocks, boob tubes. I even got a special little pair of false boobies, which just barely filled my little training bras.
Of course Mummy insisted I try lots of things on for size. Well being in a communal changing room with other little girls and their doting mothers was so scary, but it was so sexy. I just didn't believe that little girls even as young as 8 and 9 wore such sexy underthings and in some cases were already straining to fill out their tiny training bras. Some girls have no shame, stripping off right to the buff and trying on their little panties. I saw many a bare little fanny over the next few months. How I didn't give myself away in those early days was a complete mystery. Luckily Mummy fixed that up pretty early on when she bought me a little gaff. A real lifesaver!
Well that wasn't the only surprise. I had just donned a cute little training bra when a pair of arms encircled my flat chest and rubbed my nipples. I nearly jumped out of my skin before a little voice teasingly announced it was Ernie; and Emma as with him ..... well her, 'cos Ernie was dressed to kill. A sheer white blouse showing off her little bra and the shortest kilt which did nothing to hide her cute little panties. I can tell you we got some very jealous looks from the other girls as they came and went.
Finally we had finished, but this was followed with a trip to the Beauty Salon, where my hair was trimmed and styled. My fingers and even my toes manicured and my earlobes pierced and sweet little earrings inserted.
By the time they had finished with my make up as well I was much more feminine than when Mummy had brought me in. Finally we trooped out of the Mall only to bump into some boys from school. They recognised Emma straight away and clamoured to be introduced to us. Well you wouldn't believe that such macho acting boys could be reduced to gibbering wrecks as they tried to outdo each other for our attention. Emma finally got rid of them by promising she'd bring her visitors to the pool on Saturday. Mummy immediately insisted purchase new bathers. I ended with a hip hugging piece with little cups that held and sorta shaped my flat chest just like any other 11 year old. Needless to say we were an instant hit with the boys when we appeared, somewhat nervously at the pool the following Saturday.
Well that night Emma and Ernie, or should I say Chrissie: (I hope I get used to call her Emma instead of Chrissie now, after such along time.) Well they both slept over and we had so much fun trying on all my new clothes and some they'd brought with them. I immediately demanded Mummy buy me a waspie having tried Ernie's on. Oh it was divine when they tied it up really tight and made my waist so small, not to mention making my undeveloped boobies look quite girly, just like Emma's.
It was that night that I found out for the first time that having oral sex with girls and boys, well girly-boys could be such fun. I never thought it would be that easy. Going down on Emma was just so shockingly divine. After all she was only 11 herself at the time, but when Chrissie presented her boy clittie I just took in my mouth so naturally. And when they both took turns to suck me I was out of the world. Sucking their little girl boobs was a real turn on too and I so wished I could start developing my own little titties
So Simone you see that was the beginning of beautiful friendship that has lasted ever since. A year later when it was time for High School our families had accepted our changing personalities and agreed that we all needed a new start in a new town. So all our families uprooted and relocated. Emma's family had finally accepted that even at that tender age Emma and Chrissie nee Ernie, were a permanent item. I started hormone treatment which Ernie had already been following and we were soon rivalling Emma in that department.
I dated lots of boys; and some girls who I let in on my secret. Those girls were quite keen to have me as a 'best friend.' It's so much easier to have a girl friend with a willy sleep over than a boy friend, so they were always keen to keep my secret.
The boys though never found out. I did have a rep as champion cock sucker who never put out, it kept the boys happy and satisfied. I never went with one boy for more than a month, so they never got too insistent about trying for the ultimate score. Chrissie made that score often enough to keep me more than happy. Then as you know at 17 your mum and dad got married."
Susie paused to see how I was taking this startling account of her life. Thinking back I reckon I should have been shocked but I was more fascinated than anything else.
My dad took my hands in his beautifully manicured fingers and squeezed them gently and continued the story.
"We all went of to university and I reluctantly reverted back to Ernie, I stopped taking my hormones and with a bit of camouflage and careful dressing soon looked like any other guy, though I did stay away from the pool and gym rooms," interrupted Daddy. "A male computer programmer was always going to be more successful in the early days than a female one. Chrissie still went away on holidays and spent the weekends with your mother, but Ernie was the face the world saw. Then you came along and we both thought it would better if Chrissie disappeared all together. It was great wrench, but your well being was much more important. By that time my system was clear of hormones and I was just a normal married man. However when your Mummy died I couldn't help bringing Chrissie out again. It helped me get over her death. Then Susie arrived back in town. Through Uni she had stayed with her female persona and had gone onto to become the successful children's illustrator she is today. She married a woman who wanted the best of both worlds and thus Alex was born. Alas she died during Alex's birth, so Susie was on her own again. As you can see my body has responded very well to female hormones again and I'm more than happy with the results so far," and my daddy cupped his/her gorgeously blossoming boobs as if to prove a point
"So Mummy Susie," I asked quizzically, "You're male, well at least to start with. So is my daddy ... oops Emma. Alex was born a boy and became a girl quite early on despite the fibs you told me. How come I didn't? Why wait until now before you .......... well you know?"
"Easy," said Alexis, "I didn't know that Mummy was Daddy until I was gone 8, but I had always enjoyed dress ups as a little kid. At Kindy I'd always wear the dresses and skirts. Going to an all boy's school I even got to be Mary in a nativity play in Grade One. I'd always volunteer to be the girl in the little plays we'd do at school. My friends outside school were mainly girls and my two closest friends were both girls who loved letting me dress up at their places when ever I wanted. See Mummy didn't force me, it was the other way round. In the end she had no real choice. So we moved and I started Grade 4 as Alexis before going to Boarding School two years ago."
"So why now, why get me to dress up. It certainly wasn't to help Alexis was it?"
Emma nee daddy smiled guiltily. "No sweetheart that was my idea I'm afraid. See I'm being rather selfish. I'm very successful at what I do. I can do what I like, name my own price. I can work at home or anywhere else. More importantly I can revert back to being Chrissie or even better now, Emma. I didn't think I could do that till you had at least experienced the joy and fun of being a little girl yourself. I was afraid you wouldn't understand and hate me. So we planned thus little conspiracy to ..... well sorta trick you into experiencing what we all like so much. You can be a boy again, tomorrow if you want to? But at least you'll know why Susie and I want to live our lives together as women and why Alexis has quite naturally followed in her father's steps."
There was along silence as they left me to my thoughts. The reality slowly sunk in. I looked like a girl, but I could be a boy again in a few hours, everything was reversible. Ok my little budding breasts might take a few weeks to disappear but I'd be a boy, a normal little 12 year old with a very sexy stepsister and two equally sexy mothers. Did I really want to be a girl like Alexis had become? A very sexy little girl or did I want to go back to being a boy?
True I had just enjoyed some exciting experiences, but hey I reckon Alexis and even Susie and Emma would like to have more like that. So what was she advantage of being a boy? Then it struck me. The thought of Jason really brought it home to me. I had made a big impression on him that was so obvious and I wanted to him to do to me what Alexis had. He wouldn't do that to Simon. In fact he'd probably run a mile. There was also Maddie and gorgeous little 9-year-old Susie. They knew me as Simone, would they want to play with Simon. That was another kettle of fish all together. For the first time in my short life I was popular! I was wanted! I had boys, and girls, vying for my attentions, and I was sure there would be a other girls and boys who'd love to accept my favours. So there you have it.
My ego!!!!!
I wanted to be loved, to be pampered! To be spoilt and now I wanted to be fucked silly!!!!!!
Did I want to be a girl?????
Did I ever!!!!!!!!
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