The Making of Patricia                       by: Patricia Anne Anderson

 

Part One      (The Early Years)

It was a bright sunny day as Patrick walked into the house after finishing a game of baseball with his friends. Patrick was a fairly happy 7 year old boy but in one aspect he was saddened. Two years earlier he had lost his best friend and confidant, that being his twin sister Patricia. The two were very close and inseparable they did everything together including playing games. Patrick had two older sisters and a younger brother and he was always being blamed for things his younger brother did.

On this particular day Patrick’s brother was away with his parents and it was just his older sisters and him at home. Mary, Patrick’s sister that was just a year older than he called him into her room. She asked him if he wanted to play a game with her and Eloise who was his other older sister and a good 4 years older.

Patrick readily agreed as he loved his sisters and would do anything for them. "Good," said Mary as she led Patrick into her room. Eloise was waiting there for them and when he saw what she was doing got sort of scared. She had laid out several items of clothing on her bed and was arranging them in a neat manner. Among these items were pretty pink petty panties, pink ankle socks, Maryjane shoes, a training bra, a fluffy crinoline petticoat and some hair rollers. Patrick recognized all these things because he had seen his sisters wear them on special occasions. There was also hanging on the end of the bed one of his sisters old party dresses the kind with lots of lace and satin and a big bow that tied in the back.

Patrick was confused as he looked at all the pretty things laying there. "What has this got to do with me?" he asked. "Well we wanted to see what you would look like dressed as a girl," said both sisters together.

"Well, ok," said Patrick. Because he did love his sisters and they used to play together all the time. But this was a new game and he was ready for anything.

"Fine, come over here and get undressed then Patrick," said Eloise as she led him to the bathroom door. Patrick was quick to undress down to his shorts. "No, all the way to nothing," said Mary. Patrick was reluctant to take his shorts off at first but both girls convinced him to do so. So there he stood in front of both girls stark naked.

Both girls giggled as they led Patrick to the bathroom. Mary handed him the pettipanties and told him to put them on. They looked funny on him with his male parts hanging down. So Mary pulled them down and took his testicles and pushed them up inside and pulled his penis back between his legs and secured it with some clear tape.

"There," she said as she pulled the panties back into place. Patrick had to admit that he did now have the shape of a young girl in front and he was beginning to like it. It seemed to him that he should have been a girl anyway seeing as how he did have a twin sister.

Eloise led Patrick over to a chair where she started to put rollers in his long hair. It seemed strange at first but then boys of that day had long hair anyway. While Eloise was messing with his hair Mary was busy doing his nails in pretty pink.

"There, that should do the trick, sit here for about 30 min Patrick while the hair gel sets." said Eloise. Meantime Mary had finished his nails and they looked rather stunning especially on a 7 year old boy. Patrick wasn’t very big and had a small slender frame so all of this was going to be a piece of cake, as his sisters stated.

Next came the training bra that Mary astutely put around Patrick’s chest and hooked in the back then ordered him to put his arms through the straps. She picked up what looked like two cone shaped objects and put them in the cups of the bra. "There now you have real breasts like me and Eloise." she said.

Patrick was starting to feel a little uncomfortable so each sister kissed him on the cheek and assured him that all would be fine. Patrick smiled despite himself and let them proceed with their task. Mary then turned Patrick around and took a pair of tweezers and started to pluck his eyebrows. "Ouch," said Patrick as Mary continued with what she was doing. "There, there it will be ok little brother, I will be done soon, besides you want to look like a girl don’t you when we are done, little girls don’t have bushy eyebrows like you do, ok." Patrick agreed as Mary continued her plucking.

That being done soon Mary picked up a jar of base coat and applied it to Patrick’s face. Then she took a compact and added the finishing touches. Then came the mascara and the eye liner, a little blush for the cheeks and some pink lipstick. When Mary turned Patrick around to look in the mirror he couldn’t believe what he saw. There staring back at him was the prettiest little girl he had ever seen.

Eloise took the rollers out of his hair and the illusion was complete. Patrick nearly fell off the chair because there looking back at him was his twin sister. He wanted to cry but his sisters comforted him and told him it would be alright.

They led him back into the bedroom where Mary took the pretty dress off the hanger and had him step into it. She quickly zipped it up in back and then handed him the petticoats. She showed him how to step into the petticoat and slipped it up around his waist. Then she smoothed the dress down over the petticoats. Mary sat Patrick on the bed and put the pink ankle socks on his feet and adjusted them precisely. Next came the blue MaryJane shoes. She attached the buckles and surprisingly enough they fit perfectly.

Eloise adjusted the big pink bow in the back and hooked it in place. Then they had Patrick stand up and walk over to the full length mirror. The look on Patrick’s face was one of astonishment yet happiness. He quickly did a pirouette in front of the mirror and the dress went out in a flair and showed the pink petticoat. The smile on his face showed what he was thinking as he danced happily around the room skipping as like a little girl.

Patrick had never been happier in his life. The time had come for him to be what he truly thought he should be. That was a little girl and he was in seventh heaven. His sisters and him played all that afternoon as three sisters would. They even called him Patricia or Tricia. Thus was the beginning of a life that would lead this young boy down a road that few had traveled and in the future many startling things would happen to him both good and bad.

The afternoon went quickly and when it was time for their parents to return the girls suggested that they take everything off Patrick so that their parents would not get mad. But they were too late as they heard the car pull into the driveway. They all scrambled to get to the bathroom to undo what they had created but as they were going their mother caught sight of them.

As she approached them She had a look of puzzlement on her face. "What in the world is going on here?" she asked. "You know you aren’t supposed to have any friends over while we are away." The two girls looked at her funny and just smiled.

Then in astonishment she realized who the pretty little girl was that was standing before her. "Oh my god, Patrick? Just what is going on here anyway?" She stared in disbelief as she looked at her son dressed like a little girl. Meanwhile hearing all the commotion dad had come into the hallway. He looked at Patrick standing there and at first wasn’t sure what to say.

He took hold of Patrick’s hand and led him to the living room. "Why did you do this Son?’ he asked. With tears in his eyes Patrick started to explain how Mary and Eloise had dressed him up to look like his twin and that he really enjoyed it.

"Well Son, I guess we will just have to get to the bottom of this like right now." He called my two sisters into the room and they were both crying. Mother had admonished them pretty good I guess. When they saw Patrick standing by their father they looked for another chewing out.

Now Patrick’s father was pretty liberal considering how he grew up. He looked at Patrick and then at his sisters. They both had their heads bowed in obvious retreat. "Now, as far as this dressing up goes, I wouldn’t mind it if you had talked to your mother and me first. but i can understand, I know Patrick misses his twin and this is an obvious way to get closer to her, but from now on Your mother and I are to know when you decide to play this game.

Mother’s eyes got as big as saucers she couldn’t believe what she was hearing. It was all so foreign to her. Little did they realize that when dad was younger about Patrick’s age he had done the very same thing. This fact Patrick would not find out til much later in his life. In fact Dad was a closet Cross Dresser himself.

He took Patrick over to his chair and upon sitting down took Patrick, who he now called Patricia, in his arms and sat him on his lap. He brushed Patrick’s girlish curls and wiped the tears away. "I don’t mind having another daughter around here anyway even if it is on a part time basis. Now girls, you be good to your new sister but remember he is a boy and will want to do boy things as well ok." Both girls readily agreed as they took Patrick by the hand and led him to the bathroom to change him back to himself.

They could hear the argument that was going on and as they were undressing Patrick their little brother who was only 5 came into the room. He was very inquisitive and started asking questions right away. Well what do you say to a 5 year old anyway bout the situation. They just blew him off as they always did.

"Does this mean that he’s not my brother anymore?" he asked. Both girls laughed and just patted him on the butt and shooed him out of the bathroom. When the girls were done Patrick was very disappointed because he didn’t want to change back, he wanted to be a girl.

When they all returned to the living-room mother and father had stopped arguing and she told Patrick’s sisters that they were all going to go shopping the next day and Patrick would go as Patricia. This fact pleased Patrick to no end and he wondered what they were going to get.

It was getting late and it was time for bed so each child got a kiss on the cheek and a hug. When Patrick got to his room his mother came in holding something. He thought he recognized what it was and in fact was right. It was little girls nightie and his mother told him that he would have to sleep in this tonight. He smiled as he accepted it readily and slipped it over his head. Mother also gave him a pair of pretty pink panties to go with it. She kissed him on the forehead and before she left she whispered, "Good night Patricia Anne." He could swear he head a note of sadness in her voice. He fell asleep quickly and dreamt of the day, his first day as Patricia Anne. Something that would repeat itself for many years to come.

 

Next Day   (The Shopping Trip)

When Patrick woke the next morning he put on his bath robe and went down to breakfast as he always did. It was Saturday morning and the sun was already up. He sat at the table and waited for his mother to make him breakfast. Some how he had forgotten that he was still wearing the little nightie and panties his mother had given him.

"What do you have on sweetie?" asked his mother. Patrick then remembered that he was still wearing the nightie. He blushed and didn’t know what to say. "Well young lady you have to help me with breakfast this morning. Somewhat reluctantly he got up and went over to the stove where mom was making omelets. "Here break these eggs into this dish and beat them will you please sweetie." Now Patrick was not used to doing this and he didn’t know how but his mother quickly showed him how. He was rather good at it and even his mother said he was a natural.

The rest of the family joined them and sat at the table. He was greeted with a smile and a good morning Patricia, by not only his father but his two sisters as well. He smiled in spite of himself and thought that this was going to be fun. Patrick was a quick learner and soon had breakfast ready for everyone including himself and his mother.

"Come sit by me Patricia,’ said his father. Patrick went and sat by his father which is something he never did as a boy. Dad gave Patrick a quick kiss on the forehead and thanked him for making breakfast. Mary and Eloise were besides themselves because dad never did that to them.

Breakfast was over soon and mother told Patrick to go to his room and wait for her there. When mom came into his room she was carrying a pair of short shorts, and a nice looking blue blouse. She also handed him a pair of yellow satin panties. "Here, i trust you know how to do this, put the panties on and the training bra and the shorts and come to your sisters room please."

Patrick went into his bathroom and did like his sisters had done to him and pushed everything out of sight. Then he put on the panties that fit rather well and he admired his female shape. Then he went back to his room and picked up the blouse and training bra and went to his sisters room as he was told. There his mother was waiting and when she put his arms through the straps of the bra she put what looked like little breasts in the cups. "There, that ought to make it real enough.’ His sisters giggled as he stepped into the tight little short shorts. You would never know that he was a boy, the front was as flat as his sisters who were dressed in similar shorts.

Mary and Eloise giggled as mom did Patrick’s hair, she put on a slight hint of make up and then helped him into the ankle socks and MaryJane shoes. As she buckled them up she couldn’t help but smile. She kissed her new daughter on the forehead and thought to herself. "This can’t be half bad, she really is the spitting image of her twin sister."

That completed they all went downstairs where dad was waiting. He whistled as Patricia entered the room. Again Patrick’s sisters were aghast at his actions as he had never done that for them. Patrick was the epitome of a little girl of about 9 or 10.

"Well I guess my girls are ready to go shopping." He took each girl in his arms and gave them a kiss on the cheek. Then he took mom and kissed her very passionately and for a long time. The smile on his face told the story, he had his little girl back, you see Patricia Anne, Patrick’s twin was always dad’s favorite. Both she and Patrick would spend hours with their dad and he would play with them. I think that when my twin died a part of dad died also.

Ok they were out the door and on their way. Patrick was a bit leery about going out like he was but his mother said, "Don’t worry Patricia, no one will recognize you." He felt a bit better. The drive to the mall was a short one and as he sat in the back seat with his two sisters they played games. Mom pulled up at the mall and parked the car. When they all got out a young boy came rushing over.

"Well hello Trevor, how are you today. "oh not too bad Mrs. Collier, I was supposed to meet Patrick at the ball field but he didn’t show up." "Oh, he went to his cousin’s this weekend Trevor and his cousin came here, say hello to Patricia." "Well hello Patricia, you are really pretty." Patrick blushed and didn’t know what to say for fear that Trevor would recognize him. "She is very shy Trevor, so please excuse us, we have some shopping to do. "Ok Mrs. Collier, Mary, Eloise and Patricia, it was nice meeting you."

The first place they went was to a little shop that pierced ears. Now Patrick was a bit leery of this but he knew that boys his age did have pierced ears. So he was a bit better off with it. Mom walked up to the sales clerk and told her that she wanted a pair of diamond studded pierced earrings. The clerk looked at Patrick with a knowing smile and sat him in a chair. "This won’t hurt a bit sweetie," said the clerk. She made same adjustments and marked each ear and then snap it was all over. There were a nice pair of pierced earrings now in place.

Patrick looked in the mirror and smiled, they were kinda pretty. Mom paid for them and they all headed for the dress store. When they got there Patrick’s mother told the lady that she needed some pretty dresses for her daughter. The clerk took mom to the rack where she picked out several smart dresses.

"Here Patricia, go try these on." Patrick took the dresses ad went to the changing room. The first dress she tried on was a summer sun dress that had straps on it like a jumper. It was sun yellow and Patrick/Patricia loved it. She quickly went out and modeled the dress. Mother was pleased as well as Mary and Eloise. While Patricia was trying on the other dresses her sisters went and picked out some nice underwear for her.

The panties and training bras they got would fit her nicely. It was all so much fun and as Patrick he never got to do this with his sisters or mother. The shopping trip was not done as yet. The next place they went was to a shop that sold swim suites. Mother picked out several that would look good on a 10 year old. Mostly one piece affairs that she could wear anywhere. They also went to a shoe store and got Patricia several new pairs of shoes to include some with short heels on them. They also went to another dress shop that sold party dresses and mom bought Patricia several of these, a pink one, a blue one and a red one. She also got her several petticoats, crinoline, three tiered ones, black, white, red and pink. Patricia was in seventh heaven no one had paid this much attention to her/him in a long time.

The shopping being done the four of them went to have some lunch at the local fast food restaurant. When they got there Patrick noticed several of his friends there and he was afraid to go in. "Don’t worry sweetheart, there is Trevor and he has probably told them about you already and he thinks you are your cousin Patricia."

They went in and sat down as mom went to order. As they were waiting Trevor came over with several of his friends. "Well hello Patricia, I would like you to meet Stan, Mike, Bill and LeRoy, these are Patrick’s friends, we all play on the same ball team."

Patrick was reluctant to speak but in his best female voice he said hello. The boys all smiled and laughed and the said their good byes. Mother by this time had come back and she eyed the boys coldly. She had gotten Patricia a little burger and told her how to eat it like a lady. Patrick watched his sisters as they ate and followed suite.

When lunch was done mother said she would have to take Patricia to the hair dressers next week. Patrick smiled and was a bit leery about that but agreed. He really didn’t know what to think of all this yet. The day was going by so quickly and Patrick/Patricia was having so much fun. When they got home Dad immediately wanted Patricia to model all her new clothes and he especially liked the swim suites and the pretty little BabyDoll nighties that mom had bought her new daughter.

For all intense purposes this was a birthday for Patricia as there would be many more days to come in which she would be able to explore her femininity farther. The weekends were going to be special times for Patricia as well as her sisters. For the next 6 years Patricia lavished in the attention that her sisters and the rest of the family placed on her. Her hair got longer and longer but for that day it was natural for a boy to grow his hair long so no one really paid any attention to it. Not even his friends realized that the sweet pretty young girl that came over on weekends was really Patrick. They would ask him questions about her during the week at school. All Patrick did was smile at them and tell them that she would be back the weekend. No one even bothered to question Patrick’s obvious female characteristics and mannerisms.

 

Part Two      (The Awakening)

When Patrick turned 13 things were going pretty good. He didn’t understand why he had developed small breasts like most girls. And the nipples were especially big and tender to the touch. He did have all the male parts but something was amiss. by now he had to take gym classes and the other boys made fun of him because he didn’t have the male attributes that most 13 year old boys did. In fact he had small but pert little breasts and the other boys really gave him a hard time about it. And he wasn’t al that tall either, only about 5 foot tall, for a 13 year old that was very small. Most of his friends that he knew from earlier towered over him.

Of course then there were the games he played with his sisters on the weekends and he did enjoy so much being a girl. And now because of his small natural breasts he didn’t need the falsies that his sisters used to use in his bras. As a matter of fact he was turning into quite a good looking young lady.

One day when Patrick got dressed as Patricia and looked at himself in the mirror he began to wonder why he wasn’t born a girl. Did god play a nasty trick on him, why did he feel more female than male. He would get his answer sooner than he figured for disaster was just around the corner.

It was a Saturday afternoon and Patrick had just come in from playing a game of baseball. He loved that game as you didn’t have to be big to be able to play it and he was very good. He walked in the house and was met by his sister Mary. "Hello Patrick, or should I say Patricia, your things are waiting for you in your room, get dressed and come to my room when you are done."

Patrick did as he was told because he loved his sister and would do anything for her. He quickly took a shower and as soon as he could he was dressed in a party dress that his sister had laid out for him. He did his make up and hair and walked into his sisters room. There he couldn’t believe what he saw. His cousin was there and she had brought over 4 boys with her. Patrick didn’t recognize the boys but said what the heck, they wouldn’t know anyway. There he didn’t realize that he had made the biggest mistake he could ever make.

In fact the boys were older about 18 or so and they did know about Patricia who and what she was. It started out simple and then one of the boys suggested that they play spin the bottle. Patricia was aware of this game and what the purpose of it was. Patricia refused and got a stern look from his sisters and his cousin so she went along with it.

There seated in the middle of the room were her sister and her cousin and the 4 boys. A bottle was placed in the middle and they all drew to see who had first spin. Well it just so happened that the boy named Robbie had the first spin. He spun the bottle and it immediately stopped on Patrick. Now this was the dilemma he didn’t know what to do and he was beside himself. Robbie reached over and planted a big kiss right on Patrick’s mouth and it was a wet sloppy one to boot. As Patricia she liked the kiss but still backed off. hey all laughed and told Patricia it was her turn to spin again as she had lost. She spun the bottle and it again landed on one of the boys. A big fellow named Nick who proceeded to take Patricia in his arms and kiss her hard on the mouth and he tried to slip his tongue in as well.

The room exploded in laughter but the only one not laughing was Patricia. She couldn’t get away and there was no place to go. The bottle was spun again by Nick this time and it wound up on another guy named Brian. He didn’t bother with Patricia as she didn’t spin this time and it was actually Mary’s turn. The boy kissed her and then let her go. Now Mary spun the bottle and it once again landed on Patricia who was immediately taken into the arms of the guy named Bill. He kissed her really hard and was doing other things. He had cupped one of her small breasts in his hand and was copping a feel as they called it. This annoyed her to no end but the other girls just laughed as they let Bill do what he was doing.

Now things really started to get serious as Nick suggested that they change the game a bit. Patricia was worried as Nick started to explain that the next girl the bottle landed on would not only have to kiss the boy but also give him a blow job. Now this started to worry Patricia to no end but she found herself powerless to solve the situation.

Nick spun the bottle and of course it landed on Patricia, she was aghast at what had happened. Nick looked at her and then stood up as he walked towards her she saw him unzipping his pants and then pull out a rather sizable cock. It looked huge in comparison to her own small tool.

"Now my little boy girl sissy you will do as I tell you or the whole world will know about you." Patrick was caught and he knew it, he had to perform as Patricia and do as this boy told her to do.

He came right up to her there kneeling on the floor and he put his cock to her lips at first she wouldn’t open her mouth but the boy raised his fist and she complied. As the tip of the big schlong went into her mouth the boy began to get hard. He pushed the whole thing in nearly gagging her. She couldn’t breath and wanted him to stop. The tears cascading down her cheeks.

"Just relax and let it happen sweetie," said her cousin from across the room. She could not only not relax but what he was doing was painful. Nick continued to push his big cock down Patricia’s throat with no mercy. Finally there was a brief moment of relaxation as Patricia tried to swallow the whole thing and was surprised when she did. It felt like the thing was half way to her belly.

Then Nick began to pump in and out fucking Patricia’s face. He was holding onto her hair so she had no recourse but to accept what was happening. It seemed like forever and nick was calling her names as he sawed in and out. "Yes that is it you little cocksucking sissy, suck my big log, swallow it all, just like the sissy you were meant to be."

Patricia continued to endure this punishment as long as she could and when she thought she could take no more his cock stiffened in her mouth and the first jet of seaman spurted down her throat. She swallow as fast as she could to keep from drowning on this guy’s male juices. It seemed like forever but finally he pulled his spent cock from her mouth and told her to lick him clean. She did as she was told and when she was done there was another big cock stuck in her face. She didn’t care who it belonged to, she was too humiliated at this point to care. After all four boys had taken her orally she lay in a heap on the floor in the corner.

"Gee that was fun said Nick, time for round two." As he approached Patricia she tried to hide in the corner but Nick picked her up and dragged her to the middle of the room. "You aren’t getting away that easily you little sissy." He grabbed her by the waist and put her in the middle of the boys on her hands and knees.

The tears were flowing freely now and her sister and cousin did nothing to stop what was going on. Nick pulled down her panties and stuck his finger up her tender little ass. She screamed when he did this but for some reason Patricia had a smile on her face and she seemed to start to enjoy what was happening. It wasn’t rape any more it was pure simple girlish pleasure. When Nick spread the lube on her rose bud she actually asked him to be gentle, which surprised nick. He got in behind her and when the head of his massive cock pushed past her spincer and into her nether region she screamed but for unknown reasons it was a scream of ecstasy. While Nick pumped in and out of her ass she accepted Brian’s cock in her mouth and at the same time was jerking off the other two boys at the same time. Brian was the first to cum as he sent a copious load of sperm down Patricia’s throat. Nick screamed and pushed in really hard and Patricia felt herself being filled to the hilt with male sperm. Her face was a contortion of both pleasure and pain. After Nick and Brian finished it was the other two boys turn. They used Patricia all that afternoon and even the girls got into the act by having Patricia lick them to orgasm as well.

It was a good thing that their father was not home, he would have killed the boys but Patricia’s sisters swore her to secrecy and she did have to admit that what started out as a rape turned into a rather fun session. But the seeds of hate had been sewn, Patricia vowed that there would never be another boy to treat her like that again. She withdrew inside Patrick so far that she would never come out again. The 13 year old girl as far as the rest of the world was concerned, no longer existed. Patrick never dressed up again and in fact harbored a very hateful feeling towards his sisters and cousin. For the next 26 years Patricia Anne, Little Tricia would be buried.

 

To be Continued

 

 

 

 

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