In The Pink

by

Paul G. Jutras

 

Jennifer Moon life could have been more perfect. It was all thanks to a tragic accident. Carol Moon had just given birth to a baby boy who his dad planned to name George after himself. Since in her rush to the hospital, Carol had forgotten the novel she had been reading, she asked her husband to go home and get it. Since he was in such a rush to make it back before visiting hours was over, he got in a car accident and died.

Carol was force to go back to work as a roller skating waitress in a 1950's style retro diner, she barely had money for new clothes. So She quickly had George's name legally changed to Jennifer so that she could wear her older sister Robin's hand me downs.

When Jennifer started school Carol got permission for Jennifer to change for gym in the teacher's office with a story of a birth defect that she didn't want her daughter teased about. A story that survived sex education class at the start of her teen years and Jen starting to take hormone pills to help her develop as well as her sister.

Jen walked into their shared twin bed bedroom with its pink walls and rug. She was dressed in a white dress, suntan hose and black Mary Jane shoes. "What're you doing?" she asked.

"Watching the soaps," said Robin as she lay across her bed in a white tee shirt and pink shorts. While Jen had grown to love dresses and the feel of nylon clad legs, Robin had always preferred shorts and pants whenever possible. She always found nylon stockings and pantyhose too hot and itchy to wear if she didn't have to.

"Hey girls," called there Uncle Bob. "Anyone want to try out the new water guns I bought at the store today?"

Robin dropped the magazine she was holding, slipped on some thongs and raced her sister down stairs to their waiting Uncle arms. He quickly filled the guns up with the garden hose and made some water balloons for him self to join in the fun.

Jen took off across the lawn with Robin behind her. The dodged and squirted each other as they ran between the house and the garage. When they ran back around the front, they saw their uncle wasn't around. "Uncle Bob?" Jen said as Robin squirted her.

"Up here." Bob said. They looked up to the garage roof just in time to have Bob spray they down with the garden hose.

"Good thing you need to change anyway." Their mother said as she pulled into the drive way. She got out of the car with a pair of thong strap two inch sandals on her feet and her roller skates in her hands. "Go inside and change for church."

"Before I forget," said Uncle Bob. "When I went pass the community center on the way here, I notice they got try-outs tomorrow for a hillbilly play."

"Thanks Uncle Bob," Jen said.

The three of them went inside. Bob was soon in a suit and tie while Jennifer changed into a red dress with blue and green polka dots, a fresh pair of suntan hose and wooden clogs.

"Young lady," Carol said as she saw Robin in a blue dress that looked more like a night shirt and thongs. "You're not going to church dressed like that."

"What's wrong with how I'm dressed?" Robin asked.

"You're legs." Carol said as she pointed to them.

"But mom, it's 93 degrees out." Robin complained. "I'm sixteen years old."

"When you're on your own you can dress as you want," said Carol. "In this house hold women dress properly for church. That includes a dress or skirt with stockings."

"Yes, mom," sighed Robin. She sat down on her bed and opened up a fresh pair of nude pantyhose. Checking to see if her legs needed a shave, she slowly rolled it up one leg then the other before pulled it up under the dress. She attempted to the thongs back on but her web toes weren't comfortable in them. She quickly changed to a pair of open toe sandals with four inch heels.

"Wearing stockings," Robin's best friend, Gloria teased her as the two families walked into the church together.

"Very funny," Said Robin as she took her seat. Even though they bothered Robin, Jennifer was enjoying herself. She had kicked off her clogs as she sat on the bench with her legs crossed. Jen loved the feel of the nylons as they rubbed one another. Her feet brushed against one another while kneeling upon the priest say so.

Robin was just glad to get home and change into a red and white strip night shirt while Jennifer changed into a night shirt that looked a lot like the dress Robin wore to church. While Robin took her stockings off as soon as she got to her room to change, Jen kept hers on until she actually went to sleep.

"How can you stand them," Robin complained as she scratched her legs. "They're so itchy."

"They make my legs and feet look so sexy." Jen said as she lay on her bed with her knees bent and ankles crossed while she wrote in her diary.

"At least their not as bad as those shoes," Robin muttered as she rubbed her feet while turning on the television in their room to a show about time travel. "I wish my feet would have out grown those church shoes so I could of given them to you."

The next day, Jennifer was up before anyone else. She dressed only in a yellow shoulder strap dress that reached her hips and a pair of black platform sandals. Sandals she removed while on stage getting the part.

One weekend Robin was having a slumber party. She had invited Gloria, Tina, Jill and Sarah. All of which sat on their colorful sleeping bags on the living room floor. Robin wore blue silk two piece pajamas with pictures of moons and stars on it while Jennifer had on a pink night shirt, pink panties and suntan pantyhose. Gloria and the others all had on baby doll night gowns in a variety of colors.

"Truth or dare," Robin said to Gloria.

"Dare." Gloria said.

"I dare you to get up in the middle of the night and put someone other than my bra in the freezer tonight."

Everyone laughed and wondered who'd be the one with the chilled breasts in the morning. Gloria than turned to Jennifer.

"Truth or dare," Gloria asked.

"Truth," said Jennifer.

"Tell the truth." Gloria smiled. "The reason you've never changed in the girl's locker room is because you're really a boy dressed up."

"No, I have a birth defect." Jennifer stated.

"Really?" asked Gloria. She pushed Jennifer down with one hand while pulled her panties and pantyhose down with the other to reveal her manhood. "You look like a guy to me."

"Get off her!" Robin shouted as she saw Jennifer struggling in tears. As the two girls scratched and pulled one another's hair, Jennifer pulled her underwear back up.

"Are you a boy too?" Gloria chuckled.

"Knock it off." Jill said. "We've seen Robin in the locker room.

"Remember when Robin had her first period?" Tina reminded her. "Why don't you leave Jennifer alone? She's always been one of the girls to us.

"You two are even bigger wimps than this sissy." Gloria chuckled as Carol came walking into the room and Jennifer started crying into her lap. "You have to be strong to make it in the world today."

"I heard and saw everything." Carol said crossly. "I called your mother and told her that you attacked my youngest. Since she'll be here shortly to pick you up, I suggest you gather your stuff together."

"Mom, am I really a boy?" Jennifer asked in tears.

"You were born male yes." Carol said with a sigh. "Money was tight even with my brother, Bob's help when your dad died. It was easier to give you your sister's hand me downs and raise you as a girl than buying you your own clothes."

"When you didn't come to me to talk after I knew your class was teaching sex ed, I figured you were happy being a girl and left it at that," Carol continued. "I didn't want to be the caused of the pain you're currently feeling."

"I can still be Jennifer?" Jennifer asked.

"Your whole life if you wish, dear." Carol said as she whipped away her tears.

"Gag me," Gloria muttered.

"Don't worry." Jill said with a smile. "Even if Gloria can't keep a secret, we can."

"Right," Tina added. "With us backing you up, nobody will believe her if she does try anything when school starts up again."

"Thanks." Jennifer said, glad to have true friends.

Jennifer did show them. A talent scout caught one of Jen's shows a few years later and signed her to a movie contract. Jennifer not only became rich and famous, but during a vacation leave after her first picture, she paid for the operation to make her a whole woman. With her little birth defect problem taken care of she was more than happy to wear a harem outfit in an Arabian picture that included a few brief naked scenes with her and a man playing the prince in bed. Her mother would of objected if not for the fact that Jen not only had the same leading man in other pictures, but the two fell in love, married and adopted a lovely little girl.

 

THE END

  

  

  

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