The Making of Patricia                     by: Patricia Anne Anderson

Part Three

It is now 4 years later and Patrick had buried that part of him that was Patricia and he went on with life. But there was always that lingering need to express himself and he did get along with the girls in school much better than most boys. As a 17 year old he was very good at sports despite his 5’3" frame. He was fast and agile more than most boys his age. He was also taking martial arts training which made him that much more agile. The fact that he had the small breasts doesn’t seem to bother anyone any more and as a matter of fact in his drama class he was always picked to play a female part because of it. It was rather unique as the professor said. Patrick was well liked and not just by the girls. A lot of the guy’s he knew came to him for advice on things like girls. Because Patrick seemed to have an inside track with them

The girls loved his small breasts and when he would go out on a date they loved to play with them something that Patrick just loved. Patrick didn’t have any one particular girlfriend because he was sort of afraid of them. Some where in the back of his mind there was that underlying desire to be female.

There was one particular girl that Patrick did consider his special girl friend. Her name was Lynn and she was very pretty. She was a year behind him in school but they were the same age. He went out with her most of the time but never really got attached.

One night when they were on a date at the drive in Lynn leaned over and kissed him and told him that she loved him. Well Patrick didn’t know what to think about this as he kissed her back.

"I know you are a senior and I a junior Patrick, but I love you."

"Lynn, you know my philosophy on that, I don’t want to get attached to any one girl, not just yet anyway."

"I am willing to wait Patrick, I have loved you since the day I met you two years ago at Kathy’s party."

"Well Lynn I am not saying that I don’t love you because I do, I am just not ready to get attached to anyone yet."

"I know that Patrick."

The conversation went along like this for nearly an hour and at the end of it Patrick kissed Lynn and pulled something out of his pocket. It was in a little box and she didn’t know just what it was. Leaning over and taking Lynn’s hand he placed a ring on her finger.

"Lynn, will you marry me?"

Lynn was shocked at what she just heard from a consummate bachelor. This was the boy who didn’t want to get attached. She looked into his green eyes and smiled the biggest smile.

"Yes Patrick, I will marry you."

There were tears in her eyes because for a year she had been trying to get him to ask her to marry him. But again the memory of things that had happened to him in the past was there buried in his mind. Lynn would find out what it was and not too much later after that.

" I am so happy Patrick." she said

" I am happy also Lynn," he said as he took her hand.

The ring seemed to gleam in the moonlight and it sparkled. But there was an underlying theme a presence in Patrick that would come out to haunt this love and many others. Things seemed to be going good until two weeks later when Patrick was out with Lynn.

"Patrick, will you make love to me?" asked Lynn

This caught Patrick totally off guard and he didn’t know what to say.

"We can go to mom and dad’s cabin on the lake this weekend they will beout of town all weekend." she smiled as she spoke.

Now what to do, what will this lead to? Patrick was at a loss for words.

"Lynn, you know I would do anything for you, but are you sure this is what you really want?"

"Yes, she said in a very sweet and sexy voice.

"Very well my sweet love, when do I need to pick you up?"

"we will go after school on Friday if you don’t mind."

"It is a date then sweetheart.’ he said.

The rest of the week went slow in anticipation of that weekend. Whenfriday did get there Patrick and Lynn were inseperable. After school they went to her house and she picked up some things for the trip. The cabin wasn’t but 10 miles outside of town and it didn’t take long to get there. Once inside Lynn attacked Patrick and he was surprised that she would act like that. She nearly tore his clothes off and he had to defend himself sort of. He was laughing and having a good time and so was she.

They got to the bed and immediately started to take her clothes off. They fell into bed and started kissing all over. They beganto make love and Lynn liked his small breasts and she played with them. He was doing the same and then they made love. She was his first and he was hers. It hurt a little but she enjoyed it. Then something happened that hurt realy surprised Lynn. Patrick put on Lynn’s panties and she got wide eyed and looked very strange.

"Why did you do that? asked Lynn

"God I don’t know Lynn."

"Well you look kinda cute in them, here, put this on."

She handed him her bra and he put it on and dispite himself he loved it. She then handed him the skirt and blouse she was wearing. He started to remember things from his past. He looked at Lynn and she smiled.

"My do you ever look nice, have you done this before?"

"Well sort of, my sisters used to dress me up when I was younger."

"well lets go to the bathroom and see what you look like with some make up and your hair done up nice."

"Ok I am game sweetheart if you are."

Lynn took Patrick by the hand and led him to the bathroom where she began to put make up on him. It took a few minutes and when she was done she looked surprised. It was as if she was with another girl. They went back to the bedroom and they made love, it was as if two girls were making love.

"Now I understand why you get along with the other girls so well."

"well yes I guess so, there is a female in everyone of us."

"How did this come about my love?" she asked.

"Well I guess my sisters wanted to see what my twin would have looked like if she hadn’t died and I liked it."

Patrick did not make any reference to the rape that occured when he was 13. It was still deeply burried in his mind. They sat and talked for a long time and then they made love one more time with Patrick dressed. It was heaven for the both of them and it was a fun day to boot. On the way home Lynn held Patrick’s hand and jjst kept smiling.

"What is the name you use when dressed?"

"Well I haven’t done it in a long time, something happened and I don’t care to remember it, but they called me Patricia Anne."

"Well Patricia will you be my special girlfriend?"

" I guess so sweetie, if you want."

"Well yes I want, I think it will be fun, and besides I like your sensitive side."

Well this was a new begining for Patrick and he was going to enjoy it. Lynn seemed to like him dressing as a girl occasionaly. Old tendencies were coming back and Lynn was going to help him as much as she could. At the time she was the one that was the girl he intended to marry and it was working just right.

As they were driving down the road Lynn reached over and started to rub him between the legs. Well anyway he was getting excited and she reached into his pants and started to massage his cock. It was so strange but Patrick liked it and he was having a hard time driving. There was a place along the highway that Patrick pulled over to stop for a while. Lynn bent over and took his cock in her mouth and slowly started to suck on it. Patrick was beside himself and Lynn noticed that he still had on the panties that she had given him. It was totaly erotic. When she was done with her yask they keft to go home.

The trouble wouldn’t start til some years in the futhre. It was the finest time Patrick ever had. He would graduate in the spring and f Lynn would still be in school. It was very funny circumstances. Lynn liked his cross dressing and an old urge was back.

The time finaly came when Patrick was to graduate. He took Lynn to the Senior Prom and he wore her favorite underclothes. He wore panties under his tux and Lynn loved it. The prom was great and they had a good time. But trouble was brewing for this couple.

When Patrick had two weeks left in school he got a notice to report for the draft and this was crushing news. He just knew something was going to happen. When it was time for him to go Lynn was there and she cried. Patrick wanted to and he had to put his life on hold. He went to training and Lynn wrote to him almost daily. Then he had to go off to war and things changed.

When he got to Viet Nam he got a dear John letter from Lynn. It was a crushing blow but Patrick had other things to worry about. For the next 20 years Patricj would again put his Dressin aside.

 

Part Four

After Patrick got back from the war he went over to Lynn’s house to get back his rings that he had given her. She wasn’t home so her step father and him went to the bar to get drunk. They spent about three hours there and both men were sloshed when they got back. As the walked into the house Patrick saw Lynn and her new boyfriend sitting on the couch. He looked at her father and started to say something.

"Hey John, what is this, when I came over didn’t we sit together?"

"Well yes I guess you did?"

"What is she doing sitting on this end and him on that end?"

"I don’t know Patrick."

Patrick went over and plopped down on the couch right in between them. It was a lark but he was totaly serious. He put his arm around Lynn and her boyfriend wanted to say something but Lynn wouldn’t let him. Then Patrick in his drunken state got realy serious.

"You know I treated you like a woman and never went out with anyone but you and you go and pull this on me. Do you have anything to say for yourself?"

Lynn just looked at him and never said a darn thing.

"Well, I will tell you sweetheart, one day you will want me and I won’t be available."

Lynn gave him the ring set back and he just stood there and looked at it with a sad look on his face. Now this was a staggering event that kind of sobered him up. He stood back and started to cry. Before he left he did something that surprised even John. He reached in his pocket and pulled out a quarter he looked at her boyfriend and did this. He flipped the quarter at her boyfriend.

"Here go get yourself a better piece of ass."

John nearly died laughing and Lynn’s boyfriend wanted to fight. He stood up and Lynn got between him and Patrick and told him, no, he will kill you. Patrick stuffed the rings in his pocket and left. He did something that for him was stupid but he did it any way. He went to the river and flung the ring set into the river. In two weeks he left for another part of the country. All in all Patrick spent 3 years in a war zone and it totaly messed up his mind.

 

Part Five

The years went by quickly and Patrick had met and married a beutiful woman and they were happy. They went places and saw things that the two of them were happy. He had changed branches of services and was now in the Army. He was now 38 and and stationed in Germany by himself waiting for government quarters. Something would happen that would change his life forever.

One of his troops asked him to take his wife to a party because he couldn’t. He redily agreed because he liked Marrianne and David. On the night of the party he went to their house and when Marrianne answered the door she told him that he wasn’t dressed.

"Patrick, you aren’t dressed.’

"What do you mean I am not dressed?"

"Well, the party is a switch party.’

"Huh?" asked Patrick

"Yes I have to go as a guy and you as a girl."

"David didn’t tell me that, I don’t have anything to wear."

"We can fix that herr Collins."

Marrianne took him to the bedroom and took out several items of clothing. A pair of panties, matching bra, nylons, garter belt, a dress and petticoats, shoes and various things. Patrick looked at all this stuff and smiled. Old urges were coming back and with a vengance. He told Marrianne to leave for a while. He got undressed and went in to take a shower. While in the shower he shaved realy close, all his body hair and facial hair. It was as if he wanted it as bad as anything. After his shower he went to the sink and shaved one more time and began to apply his make up. A base coat and then powder, next came rye liner and eye shadow. The mascara was next and then the blush and the bright red lipstick.

He was set, he went into the bedroom and sat on the bed, tucked his cock up inside along with his testicals. Then he expertly taped everything in place. He was now flat in front like any girl. He smiled in spite of himself and pulled that nylons up his smooth legs. He attached them to the garter belt and then pulled the panties up around his waist. Next came the bra and he didn’t have any problems with that. But then why should he. He didn’t need any breast forms because he still had the small breasts. He looked in the mirror and smiled.

He picked up the dress and stepped into it and zipped it up the back. He picked up the petticoat and stepped into it. He smoothed down the dress and then stepped into the shoes. They were 5" heels with an ankle strap and he wore them like a pro. He put bracelets on his wrist and then picked a strawberry blonde wig and put it on. He combed out the wig and then looked in the mirror. He was pleased with himself and for a time being he started to think he was realy a girl.

When he left the bedroom Marrianne nearly passed out. She looked at Patrick and smiled.

"Is there something you would like to tell me Patrick."

"Well, I used to do this alot when i was a child Marrianne."

"Tell me more will you."

"Well my sisters would dress me up so they could see what my twin sister would have looked like."

"Oh I see."

"Well it has been a long time since I have done this though, my wife won’t like it and I don’t want to have the children see this."

" That is nice Patrick, you look very good, you will get alot of compliments tonight and don’t be surprised if someone doesn’t hit on you."

They both layghed and left for the party. When they got there the door man wasn’t going to let Patrick in because he looked too much like a real girl. When Patrick showed him his ID then he smiled and let them in. As Marrianne said Patrick did in deed get hit on by several men. He danced with a couple of them too. He was the hit of the party, the Bell of The Ball so to speak. He drew the line though when one man tried to kiss him but the urge was there and he didn’t know why. The old feelings were coming back and with a vengance.

As the party drew to a close it was time for the prizes to be given out. Of course Patrick won hands down. The MC of the party walked up to Patrick and addressed him as Patricia and jissed him on the mouth. Patrick smiled in spite of the situation and accepted his prize. Marrianne was just beaming and asked Patrick if he wanted to go some place with her. Patrick agreed and after the party she took him to a local club that catered to Transexuals. Patrick was amazed how many people were there both male to female and female to male transexuals.

Patrick went in and the guy at the door smiled at him and patted him on the rear as he went in. When he got in he was greeted by a friend of Marrianne’s. She introduced her friend as Nancy.

"Nancy this is my friend Pastricia Anne."

"Gotten Aben Patricia," said Nancy.

"Gotten Aben Nancy," said Patricia.

Nancy took Patricia’s hand and led her over to a booth. They all sat together and Patricia felt right at home. O aman came over and asked Patricia to dance and she accepted which was a surprise. The man held her close and he even put his hand in the small of Patricia’s back. Then he moved it down to her rear and pulled her close to him.

Patricia could feel his hardness as he pulled her closer. This started to bring back memories that she cared not to remember. But she let him have his way dispite her feelings. Then he asked Patricia the ultimate question.

"Patricia, how would you like to come home with me tonight?"

Patricia smiled and sispite herself she agreed. This realy surprised Marrianne and she smiled. Here was this perfect stranger asking her to come home with him. She was all a flutter and started to blush. The man took her hand and escorted her back to the booth and sat down with her. Both Nancy and Marrianne smiled and squeezed Patricia’s hand.

"Don’t worry Patricia, I will give Marrianne a ride home." said Nancy.

Patricia looked at Nancy and Marrianne and got up to leave with the handsome stranger. She didn’t know what to expect but she knew that he had designs on having sex with her. When they left The man had his arm around Patricia. The door man smiled as they both left.

Whenthey got to the man’s small apartment thing went remarkedly slow. He fixed Patricia a drink and they sat and talked.

"How did you get involved in Cross Dressing Patricia?" he asked "Well that is a long story that I don’t care to get into." "Ok sweetheart, I won’t ask."

He took Patricia in his arms and kised her passionately. The funny thing was that she responded in kind. She reached down and started to massage his cock through his trousers and he was starting to sweat. She kissed him again as she continued manipulating him. She loved her new found power. She unzipped his trousers and pulled his rather sizable cock from his pants and started to kiss the swollen tip. He was getting harder and Patricia continued to kiss his cock and to jerk him off. Then she leaned over farther and took the head in her mouth and slowly swallowed the whole thing. He was about 9 inches long and thick, so thick that she couldn’t get her whole hand around it and her mouth was completely filled. She thought she would chock as he started to move his hips up and down.

Patricia anne was an expert and she made his sexual desire go higher and higher as she tasted the precum. It wasn’t too long and he put his hands on her head and started to drive his cock as far in as he could. Suddenly Patricia’s mouth was filled with male cum and she swallowed as fast as she could.

When he was done he picked her up and kissed her heavily on the mouth. He picked her up and carried her to the bedroom where he took off her dress and petticoat and layed her on the bed. He was once again hard and he turned her over on her stomach put a pillow under here and spread some lubricant on her rose bud and then started to push his big tool in. Patricia screamed in pain but it was also delight. She loved what was going on. She layed there and pushed back at his cock as he scewered her. He must have been at it for half an hour before he pushed in realy hard and came deep inside her. She rolled over and he kised her.

The rest of the night went similar with as he fucked her. They fucked in just about every possible position. Patricia was in seventh heaven. They never saw one another again ad that bothered Patricia. Once again she had to hid from the world because Patrick was in the service. The rest is as they say history. Patricia went to that bar again many times but he wasn’t there.

When Patrick’s family came to Germany Patricia Anne again had to go into hiding but the ever present longing was there. It would haunt her for the rest of her life.

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