Just Clothes               by: Diane

 

Part 4

Jesse’s mother had discovered that her son had been dressing in girl’s clothes for nearly a month before she had returned. Her immediate response would be to deny his future continuation, but there was a certain single thing that stood out. Jesse, while dressed as Jessica, seemed very happy and content, even more affectionate than usual. So instead of absolutely denying her son to wear panties and other girlish clothes, she tentively agreed to his wearing them on alternate days.

"Jill and Jennifer can get used to having Jesse around on Monday, Wednesday and Friday one week, then on Tuesday and Thursday the next week. That way, we’ll find out if they and he can learn to get along as a boy and girls. Then Jessica can attend on the days when Jesse is not required to be a boy. If after a month, the situation is not satisfactory, I’ll place him elsewhere."

The grand parents saw that the compromise might work. The grand father turned to Jessica and asked, "Well, what do you think, Jesse? Does that suit you?"

Immediately, Jessica leaped on the grand parent’s words, and specifically to the slip up on her name. "Gramp’s got to be a woman now! He called me Jesse when I’m a girl." A mischievous smile adorned his face, or should one say, "her" face?

When his mother asked what that was all about, her mother answered, "Jessica’s Gramp said he would wear a dress if he forgot and called Jessica Jesse while she is wearing these clothes. Remember that, old man? Should we make him stick to his word?"

"It could be like Halloween." Jessica exclaimed. "Let’s make Gramp do it. Just for today at least."

"I guess I just put my foot in my mouth. Or was that my hind end in a dress?" Then the grand father laughed. "But I’m not going anywhere dressed that way."

"Okay, old "girl," just stop by your other daughter’s house and we’ll see if we can find something for you to wear." Then after a pause, the grand mother continued, " Unless you’re too chicken."

"Hey, now be cool. If Jesse is man enough to wear clothes for a girl, I’m man enough to become a woman for a while." And with that he turned the corner and headed toward his older daughter’s home. Turning back toward Jessica’s mother, he told her, "It’ll give you a chance to say hello to your sister and her family. Ben’s out of the country himself right now, but the three gals should be glad to see you."

After Jessica’s mother had greeted her sister, she went on to her nieces. That gave her mother a chance to bring up the real reason for their impromptu visit. The grand mother and older daughter dragged the grand father into the daughter’s bed room to search the closet for something for him to wear. While he was big framed and had a paunchy middle, his older daughter was as tall as he was and seemed to have inherited his frame size as well. Her waist was smaller, since her stomach didn’t stick out in front like his. But her maternity dresses had covered large bulges when she had been pregnant. So that would cover the protruding stomach. But the daughter whispered to her mother that the stomach could be pulled in by a waist cincher she had used after her delivery before the stomach muscles had recovered their tone. "Actually, it’s a corset with a busk that makes the lines around the middle very small," she whispered. "We all know about his wearing panties in secret, even though he doesn’t know we know. Dad needs to lose around his middle anyway. Maybe this will give him the impetus to do so."

After selecting two maternity dresses, the two women put them in a bag and had the man carry them to the car. Then more form fitting dresses were selected, along with the appropriate undergarments and some shoes. Into another bag, the daughter put a couple of wigs, and then asked her mother, "Do you really want to make him remember to not call Jessica Jesse? Have him drive over wearing these things when Jesse is dressed as Jessica. Or use this on him." With that statement, their daughter slipped a strap on dildo into the bag as well.

Jessica’s mother came in just as they had finished selecting appropriate underclothing to go with the dresses, plus some shoes. When her sister related their plans on what and when the boy’s grand father was to wear the feminine garments, the three laughed as they imagined various scenerios that could have the potential of embarrassment. "What if the car breaks down and a passing neighbor sees him dressed up?" and that sort of thing.

The four left and returned to their house. After the bags were carried into the grand parents’ bed room, the grand mother started filling the tub with hot water and some of her bath beads. When he came into the bath area, his wife met him and told him to strip so she could use the barbering clippers on him to remove a large amount of his body hair. "You’ve been wearing panties in secret for years, so don’t give me any lip about it. You’ll love the smooth skin, you old reprobate."

After some slight resistance, the grand father submitted to her shearing him like a sheep. Soon his hair was just the least bit of stubble from his chin down. Even his pubic hair was trimmed into a feminine vee shape. "Now you soak in the warm water for a bit, then I’ll help you shave off the stubble." his wife told him.

In a few minutes she came in and shaved him completely devoid of hair below his ears except for the pubic triangle. Then after carefully drying him off, some of her powder was brushed on all over the smooth skin. "Now we can get you dressed properly without you looking like a hairy gorilla in a dress, dear." Handing him a silky dressing gown to wear over his body, she lead him to her dressing table and sat him down in front of the mirror.

Jessica and his/her mother were downstairs talking about the summer’s activities when the grand mother came down, stopping at the bottom of the stairs and announcing, " I give you Jane, the newest woman in our lives. Ta-da-a-a!" Her arms swirled up toward the top of the stairs where what looked like an elderly woman stood waiting. Then carefully she descended the stairs, holding onto the bannister to catch herself if she tripped in the unfamiliar high heeled shoes.

His daughter and Jessica squealed with delight, for the "Grampa" had been transformed into a voluptuous woman and if they had not known that he was himself, they would easily have thought him to be a real honest to gosh woman. His daughter ran over to take a closer look.

What she saw was truly and clearly what appeared to be a woman. Gone was the pouched stomach. Instead of the diaphragm moving down when a breath was taken, the new "Gramma" had to breath by expanding the lungs, making the prominent breasts rise and fall with each breath.

"Well, Jessica, what do you think?" his mother asked. Then the daughter hugged the new female and kissed her on the cheek. "I think you look wonderful, Dad. Oops, I mean Jane."

Jessica ran to Jane and wrapped her arms around the skirt and hugged the legs of her new Jane. "I think Jane looks beautiful!" Bending at the knees, Jane picked up Jessica and hugged her. Then said, "I have to admit, this takes a lot more work than I thought. And trying to breath is a task. But I’m getting used to it. Now your Gramma wants us to go out to eat somewhere, Jessica. Do you think we could get away with it? We’d have to go somewhere out of the ordinary, because I don’t want to get discovered in a dress by anyone that knows me."

Jane’s daughter looked her in the eye and said, "Only if you let Mom and me do the ordering. Your voice will give you away as a man in a dress, so you’ll have to stay quiet. Even as good as you look."

"I think someone else should drive as well. These heels will make driving a car impossible, unless I get to practice first. Even walking is dangerous now." And Jane walked a few steps to show what the problem was. "Dad, as Jane, you’ll have to learn to take shorter strides. And place your feet differently. Here, let me show you how." The daughter took a few steps, placing each foot down so that her steps followed a straight line. Her hips swiveled as she walked, swinging from side to side very feminine in appearance.

After some more practice, the two real women were satisfied with the results. And Jane felt much better about walking in heels. "You just keep walking while Mom and I change clothes and freshen up. I saw a good new restaurant in Danville where we can go eat. No one there should recognize us, so your secret will be safe. Even if someone makes you as a man in drag, they won’t recognize you."

Jessica and Jane continued walking back and forth until the two women returned. The bottom of Jane’s flared skirt was swinging to and fro as the hips were forced to swing like a woman’s. The four dressed in skirts went to the car and headed toward Danville. As they drove along, the women gave Jane hints about how to talk like a woman, using lilting tones, and lower volume to change the sounds and inflections. By the time they reached Danville, Jane had began to sound feminine as well. But all of them decided to hold off on trying the new voice until some more practice time was available.

The four had a fabulous dinner, paid the bill and headed back to the house, getting there after sunset. No one at the restaurant had determined the true sex of either Jessica or Jane, and the two of them crowed about their ability to be female. The grand mother looked over to her daughter and smiled. "I wonder if Jane would mind plowing fields and feeding the livestock?" she whispered. "Particularly still wearing the corset. And a tight dress."

 

To be continued.......

 

 

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