A Mother's Lottery Win

by Julia Thomas

 

Chapter 1

 

My mother and father had got divorced and we were living in a small village just south of Birmingham in the UK.

We both have lived in the house for some twelve months. I came home from school one day, my mother was in tears. The bailiffs had been to see her and given her a month to pay the electricity bill otherwise they would start removing contents from the house. In her other hand was a letter from my school saying that I was being suspended until I had my haircut and began wearing the correct school uniform.

On the side of her was a bottle of medication. While she cried told me that I would be going to live somewhere else that could feed me properly and look after me. It would be a place where I could be brought up properly without all of this upset and get the best education. She explained that she was going to see Jesus.

I sobbed saying, "Please mommy, please, don’t do that"

I guessed what she wanted to do with the tablets.

"We can work it out I will get a newspaper round." I cried as we hugged and cried all the more. All through her sobs she claimed she could not go on.

"Please mommy, don’t do anything until I get back, please. I'll be right back." I said as I ran out of the door.

I ran as fast as I could to the only neighbour that I knew that had a telephone that worked. I pleaded with them to allow me to use it. When they gave their permission I rang my mom’s sister, aunt Jane and told her what mother had said

"I’m on my way! Go back immediately and stay with her Andrew. " She said with a panicked voice as the telephone cut off.

 

I immediately rushed back to the house where I found mother lying face down on the sofa sobbing profusely. However, the good news was that the tablets were still in the bottle.

Suddenly there was a screeching of brakes outside with Aunt Jane running into the house and picking up mother’s head saying, "Mary, Mary, whatever is the matter.

Mommy sobbed and explained all.

You are both coming back with me to stay while we get you soughed out."

Mother took what clothes she had from her wardrobe while aunt helped with mine. "Goodness me!" she said as she rummaged through my wardrobe further saying, "None of these clothes are any good, they all have holes in them. Just come as you are and we will have to see what we can find you.

Mother and Aunt Jane had not spoken for a few years because of a family argument and aunt was certainly disturbed at what she had found with us. Aunt Jane was also divorced and had a daughter Louise. Louise was the same age as I, but had not had things as rough as mother and I. However you could tell in this case that blood is thicker than water, and Aunt Jane hated seeing my mother like this.

Mom carried her small carryall to the car as Aunt Jane locked the door on the house and drove us to her medium sized house. As we drove up the drive, Louise and her friend Amy came running out to meet us, while Amy’s mother stood at the door watching.

 

As we got out of the car Jane said to Amy's mother, "Thanks for rushing round to look after Louise, Julie."

"No problem, Jane it was a pleasure, I'll go and make everyone a coffee." She said.

Aunt Jane’s house had three bedrooms, I was to sleep in Louise’s room temporarily and mother would have the spare room. We went back downstairs and sat in the dining room having our coffee while mother explained what had been going on in her life to the other two ladies. They both kept passing her tissues to wipe her eyes. Mother settled down and dosed off to sleep on the sofa after going to the sitting room.

By now it was getting late as Amy and her mother Julie left. Aunt told me to go and have a bath and get ready for bed.

"A bath!" I exclaimed.

"Certainly before you go to bed you can have a bath while you mother sleeps." She said.

"I have not had a bath for at least twelve months because we have had no hot water." I said happily.

"Well that’s all the more reason to have one now. Besides, it will also help you sleep." Said my aunt.

"Go up and fill the bath, I'll help you." She said while I went upstairs and did what I was told to do.

 

 

Chapter 2

 

As the bath filled Aunt Jane came upstairs, entering the bathroom I noticed her drop two little pink round balls in the water called bath pearls.

"There you are sweetheart, if you have not had a bath for twelve months I think we'll have to get you nice and squeaky clean, those little bath pearls will make you smell wonderful. When your mommy wakes up she will see a new son and that should make her feel that life is so precious to have you."

I smiled, saying, "Oh yes anything to make her not try that again."

"Now you hop in there, I'll go and find you something to put on after your bath. I will come back in and help you wash down in a few minutes."

I hopped into the bath and just lie back. The scented water smell as if I was in a dream. This was my first bath for such a long time.

Suddenly the door opened, I was startled to see aunt Jane enter as if I wasn’t there, picking up my clothes off the floor and putting them into a bin bag.

She looked across, smiled and said, "Are you Ok in there sweetheart? I will be with you in a couple of minutes."

When she left the room I noticed she had left a pink and white garment on the toilet seat. Perhaps she had forgotten to take it out I thought as I lay back and relaxed.

Aunt re-entered the bathroom wearing a pink plastic, full frontal apron, smiling as she said, "Are you ready sweetheart, lets get you cleaned up and ready for bed."

She took a sponge off the side of the bath and smothered it in Oil of Olay bath wash saying, "Stand up sweetheart." I felt so embarrassed, but did as she said. Before long my body was a mass of soapsuds as she washed every part.

As she washed my privates she hummed to herself constantly. she scrubbed my back and between my cheeks. She washed my face and ears too.

"OK sweetheart, sit back down and I will give your hair a good wash and condition" My aunt said.

I sat in the water while she held the hand water sprayer and soaked my hair. A cold blob dropped on my head and she rubbed and rubbed with her fingertips.

"Goodness me, your hair is long, isn’t it now that it’s out of that horrible little greasy ponytail, its down past your collar." She said.

"Yes auntie, mommy could not afford to get it cut, that is one of the reasons I was about to be thrown out of school."

"Well I will see if your mommy wants my hairdresser to do anything with it over the next few days."

"Oh, yes please auntie, anything to be like my friends and have a proper boy's haircut."

She rinsed and repeated washing my hair as I sat there. I felt a third blob on my hair and questioned why a third wash.

"It’s a deep conditioner." My aunt said.

She stood up and rubbed her hands in the towel saying, "Now sweetheart I will be back in a few minutes. We will just leave that on you hair while I go and get some things together. Then I will come and give you a final rinse."

A few minutes later she returned, smiling and said, "You should be ready now." She began to rinse by hair with her hand holding my chin up in the air.

"There, That’s it all finished." She said as she squeezed the excess moisture from my hair motioning me to stand up.

When I stood she turned and picked up a pink towel and draped it over my head. She then wrapped it around my head and pushed the end up the rear making a turban type headpiece as I saw in the mirror.

Picking another white towel she helped me out of the bath and began to dry me. When I was dry she picked a tub of Johnson’s Baby Powder and powdered my whole body paying particular attention to my genitals.

Next she held out a pair of white briefs, which had a slight frill around the edges.

"Step in these." She said with her fingers stretching them out.

"But auntie, those are girl's knickers."

"Oh don’t worry, you don’t have any of your own. These are a pair of Louise’s and it will be our little secret. She said in a comforting manner.

Before they were pulled completely up she sprinkled some more baby powder on the gusset. Pulling them all the way up she patted my front and rear, which made clouds of the powder puff out from the knickers.

She then reached to the garment she had left on the toilet seat. Turning me to face the wall I could feel her stretching it over my turban and then my arms. Suddenly the garment dropped over my body hanging to my knees. She tuned me back to face her as she fastened a pink ribbon in a bow at the neck.

When I saw myself in the mirror I nearly fainted, I was wearing a dress with a pink and white elasticised chest part, white puff sleeves trimmed with lace and a white loose fitting dress part that reached to just below my knees. The neck had a pink and white Peter Pan collar fastened at the front with the pink ribbon.

With a horrified stutter I yelled, "Auntie this is a dress!"

"Don’t be silly it’s a nigh tie and you need something to sleep in. You do not have anything else so this will have to do. Just think of it as a towel wrapped around you because there is only us in the house. I am sure you do not want to roam about the house with no clothes on do you?"

I shook my head as she picked a bottle of moisturiser and rubbed it into my face saying, "I noticed you had a little dry skin, it’s probably a reaction to not having a bath after so long."

She smiled as she rubbed my face and said, "I too do not have much money but tomorrow we will go and get you a few things to wear. OK all finished, clean your teeth and come into my bedroom and we can finish your hair ready. When your mommy wakes up she'll see her spotlessly clean son."

I did as she said. As I left the bathroom going to my aunt's room, Louise was passing and looked at me. She put her fingers to her mouth and giggled. I felt totally demoralised and entering her room.

A chair was positioned at her vanity and I could see a pair of scissors, a round brush, curling tongs, which were plugged in and a hairdryer all lying on the top in front of the mirror.

My aunt stood behind the chair and said, "Sit here sweetheart, years ago I trained as a hairdresser. I am not very good but until we can get you to a hairdresser I will just trim the ends up and dry it."

I did as she said and she placed a white towel around my shoulders and unwrapped my turbaned hair, letting my hair fall. She combed it front to back and continually mumbled finally saying, "Do you know you have beautiful hair? If you were a little girl it would look gorgeous all curly. However you're not so I must not get carried away."

I felt myself cringe and said, "Auntie do you think you could give me a short back and sides."

"Oh sweetheart, I am not that good. Firstly a proper hairdresser could only do that and I could not even attempt it without your mother's permission. She is still asleep. Therefore I am just going to trim the ends a little to make it neater. After all we want you to look your best as you are. When your mommy wakes up she's going to see her beautiful little boy all clean and presentable. Instead of being suicidal because she has let you down, she can feel proud which will make everything worth living for."

She combed my hair to the top of my head and fixed it with a butterfly clip. Next she released a ring of hair down around the back of my head from ear to ear, bending my head forward. Then she trimmed the ends of my hair continually letting more hair down so that the ends matched.

My head was pushed from side to side as she stooped down studying her work, making sure it was perfect. The cutting took about twenty minutes and just as she was finished in walked Louise to see how things were going.

"Hi darling, remember what I said Andrew, about being a girl." Auntie said continuing by saying, "Well just look how beautifully curly Louise’s hair is and hers is naturally straight."

She did a twirl and went back out of the room, I felt very embarrassed.

Next aunt went to work with her hairdryer and brush outstretching my hair rolling it around the brush and blowing it with the dryer. When she finished drying it I had a centre parting with hair coming to my collar and slightly turned under. She then picked up the hot curling iron and wrapped it in the ends turning it even further under.

When she had finished giving my hair a final comb I could not believe the sight in the mirror. I resembled a girl! Aunt Jane standing behind me telling me that it looks wonderful. I just nodded, as I was speechless. There I was as she unwrapped the towel from my shoulders hoping for a short back and sides and I looked completely the opposite.

"Oh I forgot, just a touch of hairspray to keep it in place." She said as she held her hand over my eyes and blew a fine mist around my head.

As aunt and I went down stairs we heard mommy talking to Louise. Auntie entered the room first and held her hand out pointing towards me saying, "Ta da," as I entered the room.

Mommy took one look at me saying, "Oh darling let me take a look at you." As she held her arms open for me to come to her. She gave me the biggest cuddle imaginable and then held me away from her looking at each other face to face.

"You look wonderful." She said pulling me back towards her giving me another hug.

Aunt Jane looked at me and winked her one eye and mouthed, "I told you so."

"You smell absolutely wonderful too." Mother said. She certainly was obsessed by the way I looked.

Aunt Jane said, "Tomorrow Mary, I am going to do your hair after you have bathed. I bet Andrew will help won’t you darling?"

I nodded and the Louise piped in by saying, "Me too!"

"Yes, you too honey." said Aunt Jane as she went to make our Horlicks.

We finally finished our drinks and mommy took me to bed. She tucked me in and went downstairs.

As I lay awake I could partly hear Aunt and mommy talking. From what I could hear auntie was telling mommy about a competition she was entering. She needed five ten-year-old girls and she only had 4. There was something said about the winnings being $100,000. At that point I must have dozed off.

 

 

Chapter 3

 

The next morning I awoke to find mommy standing over my bed with a drink and a wonderful smile on her face. Her smile was something that I had not seen for a long time.

"Good morning darling." She said as she passed me my tea and gave me a hug.

She sat on my bed and started to rub my brow saying, "Your hair still looks nice this morning. I bet it's lovely to feel all clean after what we have been through?"

"Yes mommy." I said.

"Sweetheart we cannot go and live in that house. We do not have the money to buy anywhere else but Aunt Jane was telling me of a little thing she has going. Well, a competition really, that we could get involved with and possibly earn enough money to go live where we want."

"Oh that sounds brilliant mom. What do we have to do?"

"Well, it will involve some temporary commitment from you."

"Anything mommy."

"Do you promise anything?"

"Oh yes, mommy."

`"Well, there is a television audition for a group of five ten year old models at the hotel down the road next week. Aunt Jane needs one more model so that she can enter her team."

"Sounds good mommy, so I am going to be a male model."

"Err, well it's not that simple darling. You see, the group has to be five nine to eleven year old girls for an advertisement. It's for a soap company; each girl has to have their mother with them to compare skins. The mothers all have to be friends of long standing so that each mother can compare their daughters against their skins to prove that the soap from the company works. We use it and so does Aunt Jane and Louise and three of her friends."

"So how do I fit in? Do I have to help find a girl that uses the same soap as I do?"

"Err, no sweetheart I was hoping…….. err,………. that as we want to get back to our normal lives and have our own house and our own money……… err, you may want to act at being my daughter."

"Mom, I can’t do that I am a boy."

"But darling it will only be for a couple of weeks. You can go back to being a boy and we can live happily ever after, oh please darling."

"Well if we can get back to normal and it is only for two weeks I suppose so."

"Oh wonderful, your Aunt Jane thought you would be a good model when she cleaned you up last night. Come on lets get you up and ready. Aunt Jane is going to do my hair after I have showered so you go down stairs and have breakfast."

Mom followed me downstairs and with a big smile on her face announced to Aunt Jane and Louise that I had agreed and they all hugged.

"Oh Mary, Its lovely to see a smile back on your face, and that look of hope. Now do you want me to dress Andrew this morning or do you? He can wear Louise’s clothes until we can get him some of his own."

"If you wouldn’t mind." My mother said.

"But, but, I thought I only had to dress for the auditions!" I cried.

"No sweetheart." Mother said

"You need to be confident in your role. We must make sure no one guesses that we are bending the rules. So you need to have plenty of practice in your new acting part. For the next couple of weeks you must dress and act like a girl. That should ensure we have a chance at getting the position. Aunt Jane has said we can use $200 on her credit card to get you some new clothes. It's not a lot of money but we also must keep enough money to get a best dress for that day for you."

What a nightmare! I thought.

"Come with me and have a wash and we will get you dressed just for quickness." Mother said as I followed her back upstairs.

"Mary, wash your hair and I can sort it out for you when you come down." Aunt Jane said.

"Ok Jane." said my mother.

We entered the bathroom and I couldn’t believe my eyes, mommy stripped her clothes off in front of me. She stooped over the toilet and pulled a piece of string that was hanging between her legs. I saw a bloody blob drop into the toilet. As she wiped around her genitals with some tissue she said, "Oh sorry if that’s shocked you darling, its not dangerous and mommy is not poorly. It's what all girls end up doing once a month when they enter maturity."

She finished her explanation and hoped in the shower saying, "Why are you looking amazed? You must remember that this is how your body one day will look like. Well that’s what you must keep in mind over the next couple of weeks anyway. " As mother turned on the water Aunt Jane entered the bathroom saying to me, "Okay sweetheart, lets get you ready." as she pulled the nightdress off over my head and my knickers down. She filled the sink with water and took a sponge. She sponged beneath my arms then from the front to my backside. As she took the sponge away she flicked my penis with her forefinger saying, " Now don’t forget, you must remember that you have not got one of these for the next couple of weeks." She took a towel and dried me. All of the time I could see mommy behind the glass of the shower.

Aunt Jane rolled an anti perspirant roller beneath my arms, she then powdered around my genitals.

I saw mommy get out of the shower and wrap a towel around her, covering herself from her breasts down while Aunt Jane wiped my face with some cream on cottonballs.

"Okay all finished, just clean your teeth now darling and come into the bedroom to me." Aunt Jane said.

I started to clean my teeth and saw mommy in the mirror fetch a paper tube from the cabinet, rip the outer cover off, stoop over the toilet and push it in between her legs.

She looked up and said, "Another one back in, a girls period lasts about four to five days and we have to soak the mess up, its called feminine hygiene sweetheart."

I carried on cleaning my teeth as I watched her wrap a towel in a turban style around her head as aunt had done to me the previous night. We both left the bathroom and headed for aunts bedroom.

"Sit here sweetheart." Aunt Jane said as I sat in front of her vanity and mommy sat on the edge of the bed.

"I will just put your hair in a ponytail for now because later on this morning the other girls are coming around for a dress rehearsal and I want to do something special with all of your hair styles today.

She brushed my hair for what seemed liked an age until she had it all scrapped hi at the back of my head and snapped a pink scrunchie around it. I could see mommy in the mirror filling her nails.

Next Aunt Jane slid a pink slide in both side of my ears and put a fine mist of hairspray. I felt so embarrassed, I hoped one else would see me like this.

"Okay, all finished for now darling I just want to slip these clothes on you and then do your mommy’s hair." Aunt Jane said.

To my horror she slipped some white girls knickers up my legs, a white girls blouse with a rounded peter pan frilly collar, a denim pinafore dress, white ankle socks and a pair of pink fluffy house slippers.

"There that’s the best we have for you at the moment. Those are Louise’s things, it will get you used to wearing a dress." Aunt Jane said.

Mommy sat and smiled, as I looked at her face to face with what must have been the biggest longing look I could have given anyone. My embarrassment was evident to all in that room if they looked at me.

"Lets go down stairs with your mommy and get her hair all beautiful. Mary do you think we should give Andrew a suitable new name to get used to for the big day." Aunt Jane said.

"Yes I believe so. How about Andrea, that’s not too far from his name. Do you agree Andrew?"

I stared at her blindly. This again was not what I expected.

"Come on darling, its only for two weeks." Mother smiled and winked at me. As we all proceeded downstairs

 

 

Chapter 4

 

As we entered the kitchen Louise had been busy setting up two hairdryers on stands at the one end and put boxes and boxes of multi-coloured hair rollers on the table. Louise looked at me and again put her fingers to her lips and giggled

"Less of that Louise, you know Andrea here is only doing this to help us out. Sit down Mary and we'll get you underway. When the other girls come around with Lynne later on, perhaps you could help us while your hair is drying."

"Sure Jane." Mother said as she sat on a chair and crossed her legs under the pink towel she was wearing.

Aunt Jane placed another towel around mother’s shoulders and took off her turban as her hair fell to her shoulders and mommy shook her head from side to side. Aunt Jane combed mother’s hair through and trimmed it as she had done to mine the previous evening.

"I wish I was confident enough to restyle your hair Mary." Aunt Jane said.

"Don’t worry Jane, perhaps when we win some money I can go to the hairdressers and have it done."

Aunt finished trimming as both Louise and I looked on with Aunt Jane asking, "Andrea could you pass me a roller and a pin out of that box please." I did as she asked and continued passing her the rollers until mommy’s head was completely covered in the plastic cylinders.

"Do you want to do your face Mary? Because you can use my makeup until you can get some of your own."

"Oh that would be fantastic Jane thanks."

Mother looked at me saying, "Isn’t this nice of Aunt Jane?" and smiled as she fetched aunts makeup case from her bag. I watched from a distance as my mother's features changed as she stood in front of the mirror and coloured her face. As she unscrewed the lipstick from its case and rubbed it on her lips she saw me in the mirror watching.

Her lips became a deep red as she applied the lipstick, she turned to me, held the lipstick up in the air and said, "Want some?"

I stepped back flat against the wall, palms flat against it and shook my head.

"Oh don't be silly. All girls try out makeup." as she motioned towards me and stooped down holding my chin she rubbed the creamy colour over my lips and said, "You will have to be made up for the competition anyway. So just try a bit to see how you get on."

Aunt Jane turned from sink and gave a big smile. Louise again put her fingers to her lips and giggled.

Is that the only thing that stupid girl can do? I thought.

"You two go and play in the garden until Lynne and the other girls come, and don’t get dirty." Aunt Jane said.

We went out side and played on her swing and then to my amazement she fetched a pram and dolls out of it and passed me one to me to hold.

"That one suckles." Louise said, as I looked mystified.

"Have you ever seen your mommy’s chest?" she asked as I nodded yes.

"Well one day we will have chests like our mommy’s. We'll have breasts that feed babies, here let me show you what happens. Sit down cross-legged on the floor. Pull you dress shoulder straps to your waist and undo your blouse." Louise said as she helped me.

"Now when I saw my aunt feed my cousin first of all she tittled her nipple and it grew, go on tittle your nipple."

I did as she said and suddenly she put the doll across my lap and hooked its mouth on my nipple and released her squeeze on it, which made it suck fast to my chest.

"There gently squeeze that bit in and out, rock backwards and forwards, and you will feel it suck as if it was feeding.

I did as she said and must admit I did feel rather comfortable. Suddenly the piece was shattered as aunt Jane came out with three girls all shouting, "Hi Louise we are here."

"Hi Alison, Emma, and Jessica." said Louise.

Mother followed with another lady, which I guess must have been Lynne. Mother was wearing a bold floral print dress, which must have been one of Aunt Jane’s. I also noticed she must have been wearing hose as her legs looked tanned, something I had not seen since she lived with my father. I also saw that her rollers were still in, but there was no net surrounding them.

"Girls this is Andrea, she is our fifth member of our little team. She unrepentantly turned up here which has saved us going to look for another which means we can get on with the auditions quicker than we thought. Said Aunt Jane and seeing me undressed. By then the doll was on the floor and aunt was helping me up by my arm and began fastening me up. She looked at my nipple, seeing it was reddened, touched it and smiled. This was so humiliating as all of the girls shouted and danced around because they were ready for the auditions but I was being dressed.

"Oh dear, look at the back of your legs were you have sat on the floor. Oh, and your knickers, we are going to try your dresses on today so I think it’s a good idea if you had a quick wash down while I start on the other girls, perhaps your mommy can help you." Aunt Jane said.

We all went back into the house while mother and I went upstairs. She stripped my clothes off and sponged me down. Finally finished I was re-dressed in a pink robe type outfit that was all in one down to my knees, had baggy sleeves and was tied at the back of my neck

 

 

Chapter 5

 

We went downstairs into the kitchen where my breath was taken at the site of what met my eyes. All of the four girls were wearing the same gown as me. Jessica was standing on a chair with a towel around her shoulders, head bent over the sink with Lynne covered with a pink flowered plastic apron washing her hair. Emma was sitting on a chair with a towel around her shoulders and Aunt Jane was putting rollers in her hair the same as mother. Alison was sitting at the table dressed the same with a turban wrapped around her hair waiting for Aunt Jane to finish Emma so that she could have her rollers in. Louise was sitting in a reclining chair with a turban around her hair and said, "I am ready for my makeup Aunt Mary."

"Okay Louise, I am coming." Mother said as she walked over to her.

"Sit down next to Alison. Andrea and I will wash your hair next. Said Lynne.

I did as I was told and sat at the table watching in amazement at the goings on. I wondered what I was doing there. But I convinced myself that it was the way mother and I could get back to our normal lives.

I watched as Emma’s hair was finished having the rollers put in, a pink net tied around it and she was moved to one of the dryers. The dryer was lowered down probably halfway down the stand from what mother had set it earlier.

Alison called to Aunt Jane’s chair while I was called to the kitchen sink chair. Jessica was seated to wait for her makeup or rollers by whoever was finished first.

As I stood by the sink Lynne unclipped my slides and took out my scrunchie, brushed my hair and put a white towel around my shoulders.

Lynne patted the top of the chair saying, "Hop on here Andréa."

A surge of panic raced through me as I screamed, "Mommy I don’t want to do this." and ran outside

I saw her stand up in startled amazement as she was putting Louise’s very light pink lipstick on. She ran outside to me, grabbed my arm and bent down face to face with me. I noticed she still had the tube of lipstick screwed out in her hand. "Now look" she said in a quiet but stern voice.

"All the other girls in there are having a good time. I'm sure they don’t want you spoiling their day. Andrea, you agreed to do this so just get back in there and stop this nonsense."

"But, but mommy." I sobbed saying, 'That’s all girls stuff in there."

"Oh don’t be silly, at least you are all nice and clean. Only Louise who knows our little secret. Look at me, we are very close she isn't going to tell anyone."

" But, I have makeup on!"

"Your makeup will hardly be noticeable because light pinks will be used. Only little girls use those colours."

"Wh……. Wh…… what do you mean." I stammered.

"Well all of your lips will have a slight colour to them. You will have a very light foundation that will just make your skin shimmer a little. Your eyes will be highlighted by a very light pink with just a little mascara to darken your lashes. Anyway the photographer is coming soon for the photographs to present to the TV Company. We cannot use much make up on those for obvious reasons." Mother said as she fetched a tissue out of her pocket and wiped my eyes

"Now come back inside and lets get you ready. Just think of it as our livelihood or job." Mother said as she held my hand while we walked back inside much to the delight of everyone.

As I stepped onto the chair I looked at Louise. Mother was right, other than bringing a nice sheen to her face she did look pretty normal.

Lynne bent my head into the sink and soaked it with the hand shower. I felt a cold blob and she massaged it for what seemed an age, rinsing and repeated. After the final rinse she squeezed out the excess moisture and stood me up. She then massaged in some conditioner, sat me down and used a wide toothed comb to comb all of my hair backwards.

"Just leave that in for a minute or two and we can rinse it out." She said as she wiped her hands on a towel.

I looked around and noticed Louise was now having her rollers in, Emma still had her rollers in but was out from the dryer and having her make up done. Alison was sitting under the dryer and Jessica was sitting under the second dryer. Everyone’s hair was also rollered in the same pattern; all the rollers around the side were all vertical and followed right over their head

"Stand up," said Lynne as I was suddenly bought to my senses. "Head down." She said as she rinsed my hair for what seemed an age. Again squeezing out the excess moisture she wrapped a turban around my head. I stood back up and got off the chair.

"Okay, that’s everyone washed and conditioned." She said as she wiped her hands and applied some hand cream.

I sat back down at the table to wait for Louise who was nearly finished. I watched as Jessica was fetched from the dryer, her net taken off and for mother to do her makeup. Something struck me at this stage that we were all nearly the same height and I saw some very frilly pink dresses hanging in the corner that were all the same. Louise was placed under the dryer and I was called to Aunt Jane’s chair while Lynne called Emma to a seat opposite me to have her rollers taken out.

Mother was now waiting for me and Louise to be finished as she had done everyone else’s make up so she elected to make the ladies a cup of coffee and us younger ones a glass of soda.

"Girls who have had their faces done, drink with a straw only so as not to disturb your lipstick." she said as all the girls giggled with excitement.

Aunt Jane started to comb some cold solution through my hair as I watched face to face with Emma having her rollers taken out and curls falling all around her head. I felt the top section of hair at the front of my head being pulled vertically upwards and a roller being wound down to my scalp and secured with a clip that slid against my scalp.

Aunt Jane continued working from front to back pushing my head forward so that I looked at the floor to roll the back. All of the time the grown ups were chatting to each other as if we weren’t there.

As my head was pushed to the side and my eyes rose from the floor I could see that all of Emma’s rollers were out and Lynne was using her forefinger and thumb as though she was preening the curls and making them bigger.

Aunt Jane was now working on my opposite side when Lynne announced to Emma that she was finished and sprayed a light coat of lacquer over her mass of curls and lightly patted them. Another thing that struck me at that point was that we all had blond hair.

Next I felt a net draped over my head and saw a frilly pink edge to out of the top of my eyes. I felt it being pulled quite tight around my head and tied in what felt like a massive bow at the nape of my neck. As she was tying the net Lynne sat Jessica down in her seat and there we both sat looking at each other in our rollers before auntie told me to stand and go sit at the dryer next to Louise.

As I turned I saw Louise sitting there under the dryer watching everything going on wide-eyed. I sat next to her and the dryer was lowered over my head. We both now sat there unable to move watching the other girls get finished off although none were allowed to have their dresses on.

While everyone was waiting for Louise and I, the mothers sat around the table chatting and drinking their coffee while the girls played with their dolls on the floor.

Aunt Jane went out of the kitchen door and walked back in with a lady and a man carrying some big cases and what looked like photography equipment, Louise and I obviously did not hear the door. Totally horrified at a man seeing me like this I bent my head beneath the dryer and ran outside.

Mother followed me as I screamed, "I don’t want him to see me like this he will laugh."

"Oh don’t be silly, he is seeing me in my rollers isn’t he?" She said.

"If you don’t act silly he will not know the truth, now get back under that dryer. This is the man that will hopefully give us the passport to the money from the photographs."

She led me back in and replaced me under the dryer apologising to the man and lady for my behaviour. I watched as mother sat at Aunt Jane’s chair while auntie fetched out her rollers and did her hair in a flowing wavy style. I must admit with mother’s auburn hair and her red lips she looked every bit a model, something that I had not seen for years.

Louise was then fetched from the dryer and taken to mother for her make up to be done while I carried on seated beneath my dryer watching the activities as Lynne began to put the girls dresses on.

The whole scene was excitement except for me, and I felt totally humiliated and just hoped none of my friends did not find out where we were living and come to collect me for a game of soccer.

Louise finished, mother came over to my dryer and lifted it up saying, "Come on precious, let’s get your makeup done while your hair cools."

She bent me forward and undid my net. Undoing the bow the net was released and took the pressure of the rollers off, it felt wonderful to have that off. I sat in mother’s chair and noticed two more ladies come who were dressed in white very smart full dresses with a wide white patent belt around their waists and white patent shoes.

The dresses were vee necked and had long sleeves made from lace. The skirt part was pleated and knee length the dresses were finished with pearls around their necks and wrists. They all looked very virginal

Their makeup seemed to be finished pretty well the same as mother’s, red lipstick and all They were also carrying three more dresses on hangars and covered with plastic that looked exactly the same as theirs.

"Good morning all." They said as everyone replied.

"Oh my Jessie, don’t you look a picture." one of the ladies said.

Obviously her mother, I thought as mother bent down in front of me and blocked my view.

Looking at me face to face mother said, "just a little moisturiser so that it makes your make up come off easier later." As she rubbed the cream around my face. I also noticed that she had painted her nails to match her lipstick at some time.

"Mother I don’t like this. Do I have to go on, what if anyone finds out."

"Well if you back out, or rebel now they will all guess, and it will ruin it for all of these ladies and girls, they could not have done it without us. So just sit still and make out your enjoying it."

While she waited for my face to dry she went and greeted the other ladies, they passed her one of the dresses and a pair of shoes. Mother was obviously going to dress the same as them. Looking around at the hive of activity I could see Louise now with her rollers out, being preened to look like the other girls. The other girls were now ready dressed in their pink dresses.

The chest area was a mass of pink frills patterned in a square that went to their shoulders. Long lacy sleeves finished at the end with frilly pink cuffs were finished with a white bead bracelet. Just below the chest was a narrow pink patent belt and from there the dress was pleated and hung freely to the top of their knees. The dresses were a very similar style to the mothers dresses except the mothers dresses did not have so much frill on and were, obviously white.

Finishing the dresses off was white ankle socks with a pink satin bow on the side and pink patent Mary Jane shoes. Also white beads were placed around their necks and small gold hoops were in their ears.

Mother returned and suddenly looked at me and said, "Oh no!" as she looked at the other women.

"What’s the matter Mary?" Aunt Jane asked as the whole kitchen and living room went into silence.

"Andréa’s ears, I forgot, they are not pierced." as she held her hand to her forehead.

"I have an idea." Said Lynne who was now dressed in her white clothes.

"While you go and get dressed, Mary I will run Andrea up the road to the Upper Cut salon. They do ear piercing and it won't take but a second."

I looked at mother ran over to her with tears and screamed, "I don’t want to go, I don’t want to go please mommy I don’t want to go out like these and have holes in my ears, please mommy."

"Andrea, your embarrassing me she." She said as she eased me away from me.

She bent down saying softly, "You WILL go with Lynne and you WILL have your ears pierced, now shut up. All of these other girls have been big and brave and had theirs done, now stop this ridiculous crying immediately, we will put a headscarf around your rollers so no one will see them."

"But mommy it’s a ladies salon where she is taking me."

"Well one day you may have to get used to going to a ladies salon now STOP your whining."

Suddenly Aunt Jane came out with pink and white, flowered silk headscarf. She draped it over my rollers. Pulling it from the sides she tied it at the back and left a loose flap hanging from the crown of my rollers down to the bow, which covered them.

"Put these slippers on. " Aunt Jane handed me a pair of pink slippers.

"You can leave your robe on as we are only going to get in the car and out again." Said Lynne.

"I don’t have any money to pay for them." Said mother

"Oh don’t worry about that Mary, you and Andrea have made it possible for us to do this so the least I can do is pay for Andréa’s ears." She smiled as she grabbed my hand and we walked to the front door.

 

 

Chapter 6

 

The car stood in the drive as we walked to it. I was continually looking around, scanning with my eyes to make sure no one was around that I knew. Walking to the car seemed to take an eternity and the drive to the salon even longer.

Parking outside Lynne came round and opened the car door. I quickly scurried into the salon and to my horror as we entered the first person I set my eyes on was Sally Thomas a friend from school.

She looked at me face to face. It must have been her mother sitting beneath the dryer because after she looked at me in astonishment she tapped the glass part of the hood. Her mother opened it and she said something in her ear. Her mother looked across and shook her head from side to side. She continued to stare while her mother went back under the dryer. I guessed she knew who I was.

Lynne had spoken to the receptionist and she took me by the hand and led me to a higher chair at the rear of the salon and to my horror next but one to Sally’s mother who smiled at me. Lynne removed my headscarf and went back to the reception.

As I gazed around the salon, which seemed pretty quiet, with only two women under the dryers, one woman being washed and one being styled.

Suddenly, to my horror Sally came up to me and said, "You look like someone I know, are you being a bridesmaid today?"

"N… No." I said

"Are you having your ears pierced? "

"Y.. Yes."

"I had mine pierced two weeks ago, look." She said as she pulled her hair off her ears

"Are you frightened? " She said as she dropped a coin on the floor

"Y.. Yes."

As she rose I saw her staring at my knees. She leaned to my ear and whispered, "I know who you are, your Andrew Carter."

"N.. ..No I am not, m…m…m…My name is Andrea." I stammered.

"Andréa’s don’t have a little willies between their legs. I have just seen it because your legs are not crossed."

I immediately crossed my legs

"Too late, your secret is out." she grinned.

"Wait till I tell everyone!"

"N…No please it’s not like that at all, please let me explain."

Suddenly Lynne came back with another woman holding what looked like a staple gun. Sally started to walk back to her mother with a big smile on her face saying, "Oh wait until everyone knows. I am going to have so much fun telling all of the girls and especially your soccer chums."

I went into a total state of depression as I saw her tap her mother's dryer and tell her. Her mother looked at me and smiled as she re-closed the cover.

The lady swabbed my ear with something cold and explained that I would feel a short nick as she pressed my head to the side. I watched Sally looking at me as the lady held the machine to the base of my ear. She was holding her hand to her face and pointing at me laughing. CLICK! Went the machine and in made me jump and give out a small yell.

"That’s one done explained the lady. She said as she moved to the opposite side.

As she leaned my head over I got my first view in a mirror of what had been done to me. My hair was rollered in exactly the same pattern as the other girls using the same pink and blue rollers. I could also see the gold hoop of an earring hanging from my one ear.

I felt the machine being placed on my other ear and again, CLICK! My other ear was done

I was stunned as Lynne said, "Thank the lady, Andrea."

"Thank you." I muttered.

"Would you like us to comb her out, we are quiet at the moment and it would be a pleasure to finish such a beautiful little girls hair off for such a special occasion." said the lady.

"Thank you but no, she has to have her makeup done when she gets back, and the rollers keep the hair off her face."

"We can do her makeup too." said the lady.

"Could I just make a telephone call please. I will see what the other mothers say."

Lynne called the house and returned from the telephone and said, "The others think that’s a great idea, they can finish getting dressed, but can you use a light foundation and lipstick."

"We know how to make up a pretty little girls face." said the lady.

Lynne smiled saying, "Well she’s all yours then."

I was devastated and the fact that Sally was going to watch. It made me feel suicidal. I was taken to a seat and a satin type frilly lacy bib was tied around my neck and the chair reclined. I had not seen Sally disappear out of the salon as the lady started to wipe a pad around my face and applied a very light foundation she explained.

She then used what appeared to be a very soft paintbrush and brushed a very light translucent powder to stop my face shining too much she commented. Next she moved to the rear of the chair and a small brush that looked as though it had a pink colour on my eyelids. She kept rubbing it on a pad that was pink and rubbing it onto my lids. She next used a pencil, sharpened to a point and I felt her make a pencil line around the edge of my eyes stopping at the centre of my bottom lid. She then produced a tube that read, mascara and told me to hold my eyes still. I was looking at her upside down and she started brushing it onto my eyelashes.

"That’s it! The eyes are finished, just a little blusher and lippy and we can sought out your hair."

Lynne was standing at the side watching closely when I saw her look to the window. I saw her point and flick her finger, "Go away she mouthed."

I turned and looked at what she was talking about and to my horror there was Sally Thomas with four other girls from my class and two of my soccer friends. I jumped up in the chair and ran to the toilet and locked the door.

"Come on out! Open this door immediately." Lynne said.

I slowly opened the door and she grabbed my arm, pulling me vigorously back to the chair.

Pushing me on she said, "Stay on there and do not move those are only your classmates."

Lynne was obviously unaware of my gender as they were all laughing looking in the window.

The lady went back to work then brushed some very light pink powder on my cheeks to highlight my jawbone. When she had finished I saw her pick up a tube of lipstick and unwind it. I screwed my mouth up and turned my head.

"Put your face straight Andrea." said Lynne

The lady asked, "have you ever worn lipstick before? Look." as she coated her lips with the light pink stick.

"You see, you can only just see I have some on, it’s just to highlight your lips and make them kissable, us ladies say."

"Sit still, please." She said as I felt her rub the creamy stick from the centre of my top lip to both outsides and across my bottom lip.

"There we are all finished and beautiful." as she sat me up.

They were all still looking and laughing at the window when Lynne said, "Don’t worry about them sweetheart they are all jealous."

At that Sally’s mother was fetched from the dryer to sort them out. I saw her go outside in her rollers and cape and tell them off, before returning and saying

"That’s them gone now Andrew, the ladies can get on with soughing you out."

Andrew! She called me; if the ground could have opened and swallowed me I would have hoped it would be then.

Both the Lady and Lynne looked at each other. "Andrew," said Lynne

"N…No honest they are wrong."

Lynne lifted my gown. "Oh dear, I would never have guessed." She said as she looked at Lynne.

Suddenly the lady took over and appeared to come to my rescue saying, "OK let’s get this hair done so you can go for your auditions."

I could see a big grin on Lynne’s face as they sat me in a chair in front of a mirror. My eyes must have stared in amazement, it was not me looking at myself, I was looking at a little girl with a head full of curlers and a sense of make up leaving me looking like something of a Pears soap advertisement.

The lady wrapped a white and pink shoulder cape around me and tied it beneath my chin

Looking at me with eye contact she said, "Don’t worry I have done little boys hair before, although never made a little boy beautiful. But there is always a first time for everything. I think its wonderful that you like being like this and hopefully you wont grow out of it, because its only showing your gentler side."

Lynne stood at the side of me shielding me from the window, thank goodness because every so often one of my ex school friends would purposely walk past the window with their hands up in front of their face and blowing a kiss onto their hand.

I was ready to burst into tears but Lynne said, "Don’t cry sweetheart because it will ruin your make up."

Both ladies were both now very soothing to me as the hairdresser eased my head forward and began taking my rollers out of the back.

"Oh, I have just thought I had better fetch a box to put your rollers in so that you can take them home and I don’t get them mixed up with the salon’s." The lady said.

I sat and waited while she fetched the box with a few rollers out of the back I could feel the curls tickle my neck. She returned with a box that read L’Oreal permanent wave solution.

"Here we are, I’ll put them in here, you never know Andrew if you like the style you are always welcome back to have your hair permed with whets written on the box. At least keeping your rollers in there will remind you."

"P..Please don’t call me Andrew while I am dressed like this, I am only doing it so that mommy can win some money so that we can live a normal life in our own house."

"Sorry sweetheart, I think you are very brave, now lets finish that hair off."

Lynne suddenly held my hand in moral support, squeezing it and smiled saying, "I think you are very brave too," as she continued to hold my hand.

The hairdresser finished taking my rollers out and I stared in amazement as a young girl with a mass of blonde curls appeared.

"Are you all right sweetheart." said Lynne bending down to my ear.

I nodded as the hairdresser said, "Could I do something nicer with these curls rather than leave them all masses of curls."

Lynne looked with trepidation saying, "Well what do you suggest?"

"How about turning them into tubular curls that hang downwards and the front clipped flat to the one side with one of these, " as the hairdresser a pink flowered slide in her hand.

"Yes, ok, if that does not win the audition nothing will, mind you, I don’t want to do the other girls out of any chances."

"I am sure it won't." the lady said as she began to comb my hair around her fingers producing long tubes around my head.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Sally and the others keep walking past the window and I tried to ignore them as best as I could. Finally finished the lady stood behind me. Both she and Lynne were looking in the mirror saying, "There we are, A beautiful little Shirley Temple." as they both smiled at me in the mirror.

The hairdresser turned to Lynne and said, "Is that all right for you?"

"Yes that’s beautiful thank you." Lynne said.

No one seamed to care about my feelings in this.

"Okay we will set it with some lacquer." As the lady held her hand over my eyes and started spraying my hair, all the time tweaking my curls with her other hand as she walked around me spraying profusely. My cape was undone and we went to the reception to pay.

As we walked all I could feel was these god dam curls flopping around. Lynne paid the hairdresser saying, "Do I owe anything for the make up and hair?"

"No don’t be silly I have enjoyed doing it, perhaps Andrea would like to come back again when she is going anywhere special, here you are for being a good girl." She said as she passed me a lollypop.

"Perhaps we should give it to Lynne for after you auditions because we don’t want to ruin your lippy do we?" She said.

I cringed at the thought.

 

 

Chapter 7

 

We left the salon and as we got out of the door all of the other kids were there.

"Big sissy! Oh don’t we look beautiful. Wait till your back at school. You puff, naaa naaa. The kids yelled out along with all sorts of other comments came.

"Ignore them sweetheart." as Lynne closed the car door on me.

My humiliation grew all the more.

We finally arrived back to aunts and there was mother looking absolutely beautiful in her white dress standing at the door waiting to greet us.

"Oh sweetheart, You look wonderful." She said as she gave me a big hug further saying, "Lets go in and get your dress on and we can get started on the pictures.

We went inside and the most amazing sight greeted my eyes. Everyone was in the same clothes and looked identical to each other. The older ladies were dressed the same as mother in their white dresses and the children were all in their pink dresses.

Mother took me in a room and took off my robe. I was naked as she pulled a pair of white frilly knickers up my legs. Next came a white vest edged with lace and a pair of white ankle socks topped with lace and edged with a pink bow.

The dress was fetched off a hangar and unzipped with her saying, "Step into this sweetheart." As she stooped and held the top of the garment open.

I did as she said and she pulled it up and over my shoulders and zipped the back up. It was exactly the same as the other girls pink with loads of pink frills. She the helped me on with my pink Mary Jane shoes and fastened the straps

"Just a couple of finishing touches." She said as she hung some white beads around my neck and wrists. Finally ready we went to join the others.

The only thing different with me and all of them was my hair.

Suddenly the lady who was accompanying the cameraman shrieked.

"Oh my god, a little Shirley Temple we can sure make use of you in some modeling assignments, let me look at you." She said as she held my arm. "Perfect!" she cried in excitement saying further, "Away from this we have a shoot for a women’s magazine." Further saying, "And would you join us for a mother and daughter shoot to show the model of tomorrow with her mother."

"Oh yes, we certainly will." cried mother in excitement forgetting I was only to do this for two weeks.

"OK let’s get on with today’s shoot and we will discuss when and were later."

Firstly we were positioned in front of a blue screen with our mother's at the back, hands on top of their daughters shoulders. The Next photo was in a line mother, daughter, mother daughter.

Smile please, was all you could hear from the cameraman while the lady assistant would keep faffing about with our dresses.

Finally the group pictures were finished then it was time for the individual Mother and Daughter Pictures, they called it. I watched as the other girls had approximately six photographs taken each and when it comes to my mother and myself, we must have had twelve taken.

Firstly mother on the chair facing sideward while I stood in front, that batty lady keep coming up to us making sure mother’s white dress was hanging in a perfect half moon from her knees while pulling little tugs at the hem of my pink dress. Next was our standing together in continuous poses until the penultimate where we had to lean our heads to the side so that they were touching and give the biggest smile ever for a close up.

"This one will be going to the magazine, so big smiles please." she said

 

 

Chapter 8

 

After about two hours of continuous pictures the photographer and the lady were packing their equipment away. They told mother that they think they have enough material for the magazine form us two. We would be hearing from them soon, as they left. They also wished everyone good luck with the auditions as we were all standing outside the front door waving to them good-bye.

Going back inside aunt Jane announced that as everyone looked so wonderful how about we go to the park, as it was such a nice day.

I looked at mother with a pleading face saying, "Please mother I have had enough, can I please get out of these ridiculous clothes?"

"Nonsense Andrea, surely you do not want to put a plain skirt on. Don’t forget you must live as Andrea until the auditions are over. Remember, you will be less conspicuous dressed the same as the other girls."

"I suppose so, but will I be able to wear any boys clothes at all."

"No sweetheart, we must get you used to your role so that you do not forget on that day."

Off we went to the park, where we had a picnic where I had to play girl's games. After nearly two hours Aunt Jane said to mother, "Here Mary, here is some money go and get yourself and Andrea some clothes, it isn’t a lot but it will do to tie you over."

"Oh thank you Jane, life is so wonderful."

Aunt Jane looked at me and winked with mother saying, "Come on Andrea let’s go into the town."

Arriving in town the first place was the girls department at Sears.

"Can I help?" said a lady assistant whose black hair was tie in a French roll dressed in a white blouse and black pencil skirt and black patent court shoes. .

"I am just looking for some underwear for my daughter here." said mother.

"Oh my, isn’t that a pretty dress and those gorgeous curls, and that beautifully finished makeup only the best underwear will do for her."

"What size is she?"

:"I don’t really know." said mother.

"Okay, let's measure her." She said as she bent down with her tape measure.

"You look old enough to have your first training bra, would you like a training bra?" She asked.

I looked at mother with pleading eye contact.

"I am sure she would." agreed mother.

I could have fainted on the spot the embarrassment rose in me.

"Come around the other side of this screen darling and we can get you measured."

Around the private side the lady said, "Turn around darling, lets just unzips the back of your dress so we can measure your chest."

"Can’t you do it from the outside." I asked.

"No dear, I have to see if you have any development there." She said as she unzipped my dress and dropped it to the floor. Standing in just my frilly vest and knickers she asked me to lift my vest and hold it up to my neck as she wrapped the measure around me.

"Mmm….. Twenty-six inches with not much development. I think we will go for a bra with a little padding. What size waist?" Mmm…… Twenty-two inches." She said as she looked further down she said, "Oh dear I think we have found one little girls secret candy hiding place." as she touched the small bulge in my knickers. "Goodness me." she said in shock and snatched her hand away.

Mother smiled and said, "Hermaphrodite."

"Oh you poor thing, Is anything happening with it?"

"Not yet." said mother.

I hadn’t a clue what they were talking about other than she had an understandable shock when she touched my willy.

"Well I think that’s all the more reason to get this little lady into the best underwear, and the correct clothes until she has it sorted out. Now here we have a matching girls bra and brief set that has just a little padding to give her some shape up top." She said holding the white cotton bra in front of mother rubbing the cups in between her thumb and forefinger.

"Let mommy take your vest and knickers off, sweetheart. We can try these on for size." She said as mommy stripped me naked being careful not to disturb my hair.

"My word, she is very developed down there. I bet you and your little daughter here will be pleased when she looses it, wont you? " She said while looking at mother. Mother just smiled and nodded.

The lady drew the bra straps up my arms as the back hooks fastened. She slid the matching knickers up my legs

"Yes I definitely think that’s her size, does that feel comfortable," said the lady

I nodded

"I bet you’re proud to finally dress like mommy aren’t you dear?" The lady said as she tweaked the straps on the bra.

Looking at mother she said, "I think at her age its time to start her with hose rather than white socks, it makes them feel more grown up. We have these which are a new line," she said as she fetched out a pair of tan coloured hose from a packet that read 20 denier hose, run resistant, ideal for a girl's first hose."

She sat me down, screwed them up on her hand and slid them up my legs and over my backside virtually lifting me up in the air as she pulled them up my waist.

"I do think at her age its worth using over knickers as you never know when they start their first periods and it also holds the hose up." as she pulled a set of frilly white knickers up my legs.

"I bet mommy wears over knickers, don’t you mommy?"

Mother smiled and nodded.

"Now because of her problem you obviously don’t put her in slacks so I have this range of nice easy to wash everyday dresses." She said as she showed mommy one of them.

"Oh yes," cooed mother, "those are beautiful."

The lady slid the pale lemon dress over my head and set it into place. It had puff short sleeves trimmed with white lace, a round neck that seated just below my white beads, and elasticised bodice that finished just below the bra and from there the dress hung naturally to my knees where it was again trimmed with lace.

As the lady zipped the back up and tied the large bow at the rear she said, "This style can be worn either casually or for best. It looks great with either trainers or best shoes and while we are on the subject of shoes, I really think she should have the next step up from Mary Jane’s, how about these." She held out a pair of low healed yellow patent court shoes

"Slip your feet in these here." She said as she put them in front of me.

"There that makes you like a proper young lady don’t you think mommy?"

"Oh yes definitely" My mother said as my embarrassment must have reached boiling point

"We have the dresses and shoes in four colours, lemon, pink, powder blue and white so that whatever happens she has always got a wash and wear."

"Yes I think we will take one of each set and three pairs of hose and four sets of the bra and panty sets" Mother said.

"Do you want to stay in those?" The lady said to me

I nodded, as there was no way I was going to strip again.

As the lady went to fetch the bill, mother opened her handbag, fetching out her makeup case she unscrewed her lipstick, bent down and re-coated my lips.

The lady returned saying seeing mother re-coating my lips, "Oh yes dressed like that you must look your best." she said as mother replaced her makeup into bag.

Mother paid the bill and off we went to the Ladies department where she must have tried on every dress and shoes in the shop. while she shopped I sat on a chair outside of the changing rooms swinging my legs and just agreeing with the lady when she told mother how beautiful one of the items was while mother asked me what I thought.

Finally all of the embarrassment finished as we left the shop.

 

 

Chapter 9

 

Mother informed me that she had a little money left so she wanted to call and get her nails done as we entered a nail salon. The lady who introduced herself as Sheila told mother to come straight through as there was only another one lady in the salon and Janice was doing her.

I sat in the front window with my back facing it and watched as mother sat there opposite Sheila with her hands on a counter and a desk light shining down on her hands. I heard them chatting about all sorts of things, ex-husbands, children etc. when suddenly Janice called to me.

"I have just finished that lady’s nails would you like me to do yours while you are waiting for your mommy?" She asked.

"Err…… err…… No thank you." I said.

Mother and Janice looked across

"Oh go on don’t be a spoiled sport Andrea." said mother.

"But I don’t want red nails mommy." I cried.

"Don’t be silly you can have light pink ones. I am only having Red because it matches my lipstick and always looks classy with a white dress."

Janice sat at the counter and motioned her head for me to come over.

As walked over Janice said, "I tell you what, we will do them a very light pink and use nail art on your nails. We'll put a little yellow flower in the middle to match your dress, Okay?"

I did as I was told

"Goodness me you certainly bite your nails. Is it alright to build up her nails mommy? They are badly bitten."

"Yes of course, not too long though." replied mother.

The woman set to work and when she had finished sure enough I had girls unbitten pink nails with flowers. She held both of my hands flat with her hands supporting them beneath the desk light and twisted them from side to side

"Stretch your fingers out sweetheart, with your fingers together. What do you think mommy?" she said as she twisted my hands to the side.

"Oh beautiful." said mother as Sheila agreed.

Mother was also finished at the same time and held her fingers in the same manor, her red nails shimmering in the light. I saw mother move to a mirror while Sheila and Janice went to the cash register. I saw mother unscrew a tube of lipstick, lean into the mirror and re-coated her lips. Leaning back from the mirror, replacing the cap on the tube and rubbing her lips together she called me over.

"Lets touch yours up too." She said as she fetched my lipstick out of her makeup case and rubbed it over my lips.

Janice called saying, "that’s right with nails like that make sure you are totally immaculate before you go back in the street."

Mother paid the bill and finally, to my relief we went home.

 

 

Chapter 10

 

A week went by and although I had to wear dresses and spent a lot of time with mother teaching me about womanhood, the good news was I did not have to wear make up. All I had to do was my one hundred brushes in a morning and evening and keep my hair in a ponytail as well as playing with Louise. It just ensured that I did not go out because of my school friends.

Suddenly out of the blue and a week before the auditions, mother received a telephone call from the camera lady. Mother sounded so excited as she came off the phone

`The Woman magazine has accepted Andréa’s and my photographs for next months cover story. They are going to use the close up and want us to attend a mother and daughter-modeling assignment entitled living with a model and daughter on vacation.

"Oh wonderful." Jane screamed and hugged her. I stood frozen to the spot as Louise sneered in jealousy.

"We are going to a be away from tomorrow for five days at a five star hotel on the beach in Spain and they are paying us $5000 dollars." Mother said.

"Okay, let's get everything ready for you and get your bags packed. You will both have to borrow our clothes." Auntie said excitedly.

We got up early next morning because we had to meet at the airport at 8:00 am. Auntie drove us to the airport. When we arrived there was the camera lady who introduced herself as Liz, another woman from the magazine called Phillipa, pip for short, and an obviously very gay, camp man name Donald, Donny as he introduced himself kissing the back of my hand and mothers hand.

I could see Pip was very authoritative as we made our way to the aircraft. As we arrived at passport control our first problem occurred!

The man asked why mother had the name Andrew as an addition to her passport when she was taking a little girl with her. We were all taken in the back room because they feared I was being kidnapped. No matter how I said it was alright they didn’t believe me.

Pip, Donald and Liz tried to tell them it was a passport mistake while mother told them quietly the hermaphrodite story, which I still did not understand

"Fetch the airport nurse please." said the senior customs officer to the other.

We all sat in a row waiting while they fetched the nurse

Suddenly a lady in a blue overall opened the door and the customs officer went having a quiet word with her. Pip was bitterly complaining at this stage for fear of missing the flight and her thinking it was a passport error.

The nurse came to me and grabbed my hand saying, "Come with me."

As I went to grab mother’s hand she said, "No, mommy must stay there. We wont be a minute."

I turned and looked back at them all sitting in a line and me being taken through a door of the medical centre.

"Okay dear lie on there please."

I climbed on the table and lay down, as she put her hands up my dress to fetch off my hose and knickers. She questioned me about mother and the others to which I confirmed who they were.

"Knees up and legs apart, please." She said which I did.

"My, my, you certainly are a little boy aren’t you." She said as I felt her probing my genitals and pulling my willy.

"I have never seen such a pretty little boy has mommy made you dress like this?" She asked.

"N..No." I said in defence of mother. "I..I want to dress like this." I struggled to say.

"Okay, lets get your hose, knickers and shoes back on and get you all off on your assignment. She said.

As we re-entered the room I ran back to mother as all of the line waited to see what the nurse had to say.

"It’s a boy." she confirmed.

I saw Liz, Pip and Donny just stare at me

"Whoopee," shouted Donny, "We have a bigger story here than what we imagined, Model Mother and her Sex Change Daughter, what a story." as the customs officer returned the passports and let us out to board the plane.

"I can't believe it!" said Liz

"Amazing!" said a stunned Pip

They were all totally amazed, as I was totally dejected.

"Mary can we have this as an exclusive story and I have a budget for exclusives. I am sure that my editor would pay $100,000 for this story if we could follow through the complete transition. said Pip.

"Oh, oh I …I…" stammered mother.

"Oh go on, just sign here and your bank will immediately be credited with $50,000."

"W … we I…I" Mother stilled stammered.

"'Here." said a persuasive Pip and put a pen into mother’s hand and got her to sign the paper.

"That’s it! All we need now is a list of scheduled dates so that we can plan our filming and pictures. We will retain all rights to Andrea. Upon our return we will go and pay a visit to Andréa’s doctor and go from there. Quick lets run or we'll miss the plane."

I was unsure of what mother had done and so after the aircraft had taken off I asked her what Pip had meant by coming to my doctor.

"Do you like dressing and acting as a girl? " she asked.

"Well I miss playing football and I don’t like taking so long to get ready."

"But do you like all the pampering and the money making side of being a girl?" she stressed about the money making side.

"Well I suppose that’s all right and that side has kept you from trying any of those dreadful acts."

"So to save me getting like that again would you live full time as a girl?"

"W… Well if I had to." I said.

"I would love you to be one, because we get on a lot better now, We can talk girl talk and things like that. Would you mind trying it for longer than the two weeks we said. Besides you cant go back to school now. We will have to move to an another area for your safety with those horrible school friends that Lynne told me about."

"Well, I could I suppose, if it pleases you and keeps me out of their way."

"That’s it you need a new identity so that’s what Pip was talking about. You see darling, one of the facts of life says that about your age you have what are called hormones that kick in. They will make your voice go deeper, you will develop horrible hair on you face and body. You won't grow nice breasts like mommy has and most of all your little willy will develop. You won't be able to wear dresses so that won't please mommy so mommy might want to try and kill herself."

"Oh mommy I don’t want that. Could I please go to the doctor' Office when we get back."

I saw mommy smile and rest her head on the headrest

As we landed and passed through immigration we were picked up and taken to the hotel

 

 

Chapter 11

 

Mother and I were given the same bedroom with a double bed, in the centre a bathroom and looking from the balcony we had a view of the sea. I could also see a trailer on the beach that read Woman’s Own field photo shoot on it. I couldn’t wait to get down on the beach in the sand as mother unpacked our bags.

"Okay sweetheart lets get ready to go down to the sea."

"Yippee!" I shouted

"Can I have my trunks?"

""Trunks?" Mother smiled.

"Photographers will be constantly round us and little girls do not wear trunks. I have bought you a couple of swimsuits so we can both get them on. So strip your clothes off."

We both took our clothes off and mother slid the costume up my legs, up my body and pulled the straps over my shoulders. There I stood in a pink swimming costume with a frilly waistband while mother pulled her pink costume up too.

She then undid my scrunchie and rubbed hair conditioner in both of our hairs to keep the sun from drying it out. She also covered us with suntan lotion all of this time Donny had been in taking photographs. He did not want to miss a thing. We grabbed our towels and went down to the sea with the others.

 

 

Chapter 12

 

The first day of filming started, Pip said that she wanted mother and I to have similar hairstyles so the on site hairdresser visited our room at 7.00 am that morning. She carried a holdall and of course Donny was at her side. By now his presence was everywhere I went, it was so humiliating.

Laura who was the hairdresser sat me at mother’s vanity first. She explained that she wanted to make our hair masses of curls, so she set about winding heated bendy rods into our hair until it looked as though I had a head full of pink, white and green worms. Wow, were they tight!

While they were cooling another lady called Sasha came and set about our make up Again mine was done very pale and mommies was enhancing with a deep red lipstick. All of the time pip was organising as if we had no say.

The shoot went on all day with different poses, following us to hindrance where everyone watched us being primped and tweaked before each shoot, it was so embarrassing but mother loved it.

"Come on sweetheart, enjoy the pampering don’t look so glum." said mother.

"No lots of smiles darling, just show everyone how you are looking forward to your new life." said PIP.

This was such an exhausting few days and I was glad to get back on the plane home.

 

 

Chapter 13

 

We had been at home for just a couple of days when Aunt Jane came running saying, "Mary, Mary look at this."

She held up The Woman magazine. There it was the close up picture of mother and I on the front cover with the headline said: MODEL MOTHER AND THE SEX CHANGE SON!

"I was totally devastated, how many people would see this. I wonder if they are going to carry on with the entry for all the girls now they know we have cheated." said Jane

"Well Pip and the Camera team are coming today to pick us up and take us to see a doctor that they have organised so I will ask but I cannot see why not."said mother

"What’s the doctor for?" I asked.

"Remember the deal we had with Pip and Donny well today they are bringing our first cheque for the first filming so when we get to the doctors you must say that you enjoy being a girl and the fact that you have always wanted to be a girl." Mother said.

"B..But I can’t say that because I would be lying, I was only supposed to be a girl for a couple of weeks."

"Darling if you don’t do as I say, mommy will be put in jail for fraud, and we wont get our own house back, do you want that?"

"Oh no mommy."

"Okay, lets get you ready it’s a big morning this morning and I want to do your face and hair."

"Do I have to have my face done?"

"Yes sweetheart, I want to put some heated rollers in your hair so that you look as feminine as possible, its your first major appointment and they want to film it."

As mother put my rollers in we chatted and I asked what the doctor would do.

"Not a lot today, maybe the doctor will start you on some tablets. Oh darling, I really don’t know."

The rollers felt like a ton weight as she did my make up, carefully applying my lipstick she said, "One of these days I will teach you how to do your own make up."

I really wanted to learn that like I wanted a hole in my head. The door knocked and it was the camera crew

"Are we all ready? " said the domineering Pip.

"Yes." said mother as if she sucked up to her.

"Here’s your first $25, 000 cheque Mary, have you seen this mornings magazine isn’t it brilliant?" asked Pip.

That was mothers queue to ask about the other girl's auditions.

"Oh of course that will be okay, because from today Andrea will officially be licensed to change sex so officially she will be a girl. Said Pip.

That made everyone smile and wish us good luck as we got into their car.

Arriving at the doctors, the camera crew got out first with Pip leading the way to go and ask permission from doctor to film. Mother and I were given the all clear to enter the doctor's while the cameras followed us into the waiting room

"Andrea Carter" said the voice over the PA system.

"Oh that’s us darling.": said mother as she licked her finger and rubbed my eyebrows flat.

The camera’s followed us into the surgery. Sitting there was a lady doctor who Pip had obviously briefed.

"Please take a seat." Said the doctor as if she was playing a major acting role

"I am Doctor Alison Jones and I understand little Andrea here is not happy with her gender." she said.

Mother and Pip nodded their heads as if I did not count

"Mrs. Carter would you take Andrea round the rear of that screen strip her and have her lie on the bed, please."

"Certainly doctor." mother said and we went behind the screen.

Winking her eye and holding my hand as I lay on the bed she said, "Think about our new house and agree with everything the nice doctor says."

Suddenly the doctor appeared with half moon glasses on and began to feel my chest area still acting in front of the camera saying, "Urmm…. There does not appear to be any development around the chest area to suspect any hormonal imbalance."

As she moved to between my legs she said, "Urmm…. Again no hermaphrodite characteristics here although there is definitely some male maturity creeping in." as she held my little willy in between her fingers.

"To make a perfect job of this little dear, we need to halt the puberty process. This can only be done in one way and that is the removal of the testis this will prevent the body from producing Testosterone, which in turn will halt the onset of male characteristics developing. However, this needs to be replaced by the female hormone estrogen, which will encourage the development of female characteristics. You can visibly see that this little dear wants to be of the opposite gender by just looking at her. Since, I am also a psychologist, which means that I can approve full gender reassignment.

I can also remove the small testis now which will take about fifteen minutes and insert an HRT Norplant capsules under the skin at the same time which should enable development to the same sought of level as the paternal mother."

"Oh could you do that?" Said Pip looking at mother.

"Wouldn’t that be wonderful Andrea?" She said to me

Mother just nodded and squeezed my hand, which made me agree although I didn't have a clue about what they were talking about.

Suddenly the doctor draped a white sheet over me and strapped my legs to a bracket arrangement, which held my legs spread apart, knees bent and still.

"Mommy! What are they doing to me?" I yelled.

"Don’t worry sweetheart it won't hurt. Mother said in a comforting way.

The doctor looked and smiled saying, "These little leg stirrups are a small version of what we have to use on mommy to give her an internal every so often. But these are especially designed for little girls when they have a problem."

I was petrified as I felt something cold being put around my Willy. Suddenly I felt a sharp pain and cried as the doctor said, "That’s it! That’s the nasty part done. That little injection will stop you feeling anything else."

I was crying as mother leaned over me and rubbed the tears with a tissue at the same time soothing me. I could feel the doctor prodding about between my legs while the camera filmed there.

"Put this on the side would you dear." The doctor said to Pip as she passed her a small glass containing two little white oval shaped blood covered items.

Within five minutes the doctor took off her gloves saying, "That’s it all done, at that age it is only a minor operation. Now we have to discuss the full reassignment operation, her penis will never develop which obviously means that we will not have enough skin to perform a penile inversion therefore we must use part of the Colon.

I personally think that it is better to leave it now, until after puberty and breast development is complete. It is unfortunate but I strongly suggest another school. I suggest that you pre warn the head people as to Andrea's condition. Is that Okay with you?"

"'Certainly, Doctor." said Pip.

"Okay I would like to see her in a couple of months and just get her to take it easy for the next two days. She will be fine." Said the doctor as mother finished getting me dressed.

As we left the doctors I whispered to mother. "What have they done to me?"

"Oh darling, I am going to buy you a nice big bar of candy for being so brave. You see when the doctor examined you she told us in a technical way that, when a baby is first made in a mommies tummy it is always a girl. Then after a few weeks it changes and it then decides if it is going to look like a mommy or look like a nasty daddy. Yours had not decided at ten years old so what she has done is made it begin to look like a mommy's body and kick start it into changing into a mommies body itself."

"Will I still be able to play soccer/"

Mother smiled as we got in the car and headed back home.

 

 

Chapter 13

 

Saturday soon came and as mother woke me up at 7:00am. I still had a slight soreness between my legs.

"Wake up sleepyhead, we have to be at the salon by 8:00 for our big day." Mother said.

I got up and went with her to the bathroom where she carefully washed me especially down around my genitals, replacing the Elastoplasts.

Aunt Jane and Louise came in too as Louise said, "Mommy I thought Andrea was the same as me there and look what she has got."

"Oh Louise please don’t talk about that, dear Andrea has to go and have it removed shortly, its just a slight deformity." Aunt Jane said

I crossed my knees and looked at mommy saying, "Mommy please, I don’t want that taken off."

"Darling remember mommies body." She said as she pulled my hose up my legs.

Finally ready we all set off to the salon were as we entered most of the other girls and mothers were being done. I again walked in with the camera on my tail again.

Mother and I sat in the window and waited to be called. As a lady in a white smock approached us smiling with a pastel pink smock held open in her hand and one folded beneath her arm.

"Stand up please sweetheart and hold your arms out." she said as she pulled the baggy sleeved cape up my arms, turned me around and fastened it at the back of my neck. The garment was exactly the same as the other three girls were wearing hanging to my knees.

I sat back down and watched the lady drape the same gown, but larger around mother. We both sat there and watched the bustle of the now busy salon which had opened early especially for us

Looking around I noticed all of the girls were paired with their mothers. Emma was sitting under a hairdryer next to her mother, Louise was sitting next to her mother and they were both in front of the mirrors having their rollers put in. Alison and her mother were sitting looking into the mirrors back at us having their newly curled hair piled on top of their head in similar styles. I also noticed a lack of Jessica and her mother.

Mother and I were taken to some chairs where we had white towels draped around our shoulders, one at the rear and one at the front. We were then laid backwards into a vee in the sinks. I felt trapped while looking at the ceiling seeing a boy of about seventeen standing over me washing my hair. A boy working in a hair salon I thought. He told mother, at her sink, in a very effeminate voice that his whole ambition was to became a qualified hairdresser and that he had just left school.

He was obviously very gay and camp as he spoke and rinsed my hair. At least I felt better that at least a girl was not peering down at me. Although I was rather uncomfortable hoping this boy did not realise my predicament.

He put some conditioner on my hair, wrapped a towel around it and said, "There we go love just leave you for a few minutes."

A boy calling me love, Oh god what has it come to, as I turned my eyes and saw mother in exactly the same position as I was after a girl had washed hers. After a few minutes the conditioner was washed off and we were taken to the chairs that Alison and her mother had left because they were now finished.

I was amazed to see them look so similar having their robes taken off with their hair identically dressed in a sixties type bouffant and their faces made up exactly the same way. I watched in the mirror as they were taken to be dressed and Louise was taken to makeup while Aunt Jane was put under the dryer.

I whispered to mother saying, "Has my hair got to be like that because I don’t like that way."

"Yes sweetheart, just for today, but don’t worry mommy is going to be just the same." She said before she turned back to the mirror.

Suddenly a lady tuned up at the rear of me and removed my turban saying, "Good morning young lady, its time to make you and mother beautiful."

As she combed through setting lotion into my hair, She began putting rollers in my hair. Tipping my head back she stood behind and combed a length of my fringe about the width of one of the rollers held it in the air. She then pressed a roller at the end and wound it down to my scalp, securing it with a pin and with it facing the rear.

This was the first time I had seen rollers being put into my hair. I must admit it was totally alien sitting face to face with yourself and a plastic cylinder attached your hair. I turned and looked at mother who had four of the pink rollers across the top of her head. Suddenly the hairdressers two forefingers touched each cheek and turned my head back to facing the mirror saying, "Lets concentrate on you darling rather than mommy."

She continued winding my Native American Mohican style stripe of the pink and yellow cylinders. With my head bent forward, looking down at my knees, there was a scuffle at the door. Jessica was being pulled though the door screaming by her mother. She did not want to be there, she wanted to be playing with her new friends.

Her mother shouted, "You will partake in this, just because you have a new friend. You are not going to let these girls down." She sat down and pulled Jessica's arm and put her over her lap. In front of everyone she pulled her knickers down and spanked her bottom while the salon fell into silence. Her bottom was facing me and I could clearly see the differences between a boy and a girl thinking of what I look down at. After her spanking Jessica stood up gasping while she sobbed and pulled her knickers up.

"Now don’t you dare get disruptive again in here. Everyone is being good, just look at Andrea there sitting nicely having her rollers in.".

"Yeah, but she’s a boy." She said looking at me sticking her tongue out.

"Do you want another good hiding?" her mother asked.

I was totally devastated as the camera continued to roll. I was humiliated in the most hurtful way by Jessica. My hairdresser then pushed my head to the side and began winding the curlers in, one stripe down to the front of my ear and the other down to below my ear.

As my head was pulled upright I looked at myself in the mirror and saw a girl sitting there with my head half covered in the rollers and the hairdresser beginning to comb the other side.

Pushing my head to the other side I could see a different view of the salon and my attention was drawn to Jessica who was having her hair washed by the same boy who did mine. Only she was being held down either side by two of the beauty therapists.

I was finally wound up and the lady sprayed hairspray all over, to make the curls nice and crisp she had said. Finally a lemon coloured net was tied around them and I was taken to the dryer next to where mother was sitting. The hood was pulled down on my head; probably about ten inches lower than mommies from what I could see in the mirror.

As I sat watching everything going on I could now see Jessica and her mother having the rollers put in, Alison and her mother finished, looking like an old-fashioned mother and daughter pair. In fact, everyone was now nearly finished except Jessica and us

This time the dresses for mother and daughter were the same coloured pastel pink, long sleeved with a puffed top of the sleeve, a tight bodice, zip fastened at the rear. Although, the dresses did have two rows of pearl buttons down the front leading from the square halter neck they were for decoration only. Just above the hips the dress dropped to the knees and was pleated. A tan hose with white low-heeled court shoes finished the bottom half of the dress,

I also noticed that those who were finished had a pearl earring in each ear, six strings of a pearl bracelet and the mothers had a six string pearl necklace wile the daughters had a single string pearl necklace.

I was brought from my daydream to have my face done. This time I also had some stray hairs plucked from my eyebrows. I noticed was that instead of using a tube of lipstick the lady used a brush instead.

Finally finished at makeup I was taken to the stylist's chair where, on the way I saw Jessica now under the dryer. Her face was screwed up like thunder and her mother under the one next to her with a smile on her face.

The Stylist took out my rollers leaving a mass of curls and then began to work on it by vigorously brushing it, which kept pulling my head. She then began to separate the curls and draw them to the top of my head, continually pinning each individual curl into place. By the time she was finished she must have used thirty pins and all of my hair was drawn tightly back and up into an array neatly with precisely positioned curls. To finish off the hairstyle a corkscrew in front of each ear was made. I looked exactly the same as the other girls and mothers. Turning to the side I saw mother just being finished and guess what. She looked the same as I did. Well at least I won't standout in front of the crowd I thought as I was dressed. For a bit I had forgotten there was a camera glaring at me.

 

 

Chapter 14

 

Finally finished we were taken to the hotel on a small coach with a mass of exquisitely dressed mothers and daughters all chattering away except one, Jessica! She just sat there hands folded across her lap still, with a miserable look on her face. We all piled into the conference centre where there were approximately ten other teams.

That’s strange I thought, none of them are all dressed the same. I seemed to notice something different about one member of each team. Must be me I thought.

A lady climbed onto the stage and began to thank everyone for coming and then announced by saying, "I must say that all of you mothers look absolutely wonderful together with your daughters who I must say are the prettiest girls I have ever seen.

However I must congratulate all of those mothers who have made their little boys so beautiful. I must say that at this stage it is going to be nearly impossibly for the judges to pick any one team. It will be so difficult to distinguish them from your daughters. May I wish you all good luck in this find the boy competition due to be screened on Friday."

I felt as if I had been blown backwards with a hammer. All of this time I had believed that I was doing all of this for a competition to get in a soap advert and now I find it is for a television show competition where the contestants have to find the boy.

Mother looked at me and smiled saying, "Remember the money and our house sweetheart."

I was stunned!

Next all of the teams had to line up in front of the judges to find out who would be going into the temporary studio at the rear of the hotel. They took about ten minutes to make their mind up as the three chatted amongst themselves.

A spokesman for the judges stood up saying, "Following a very difficult decision we would like the team dressed in all pink to go through the door as you seem to have been the team that has worked the hardest on your appearance in disguising the boy. The other teams maybe it is a good idea to invest in better quality wigs for the next time you attempt this as this team has. It has taken us most of the time of deliberation but finally found the boy through other features, like the sad face." Everyone looked at Jessica, suggesting she was the boy.

`I am not the boy, he is! She screamed pointing at me.

I ran out of the door and into the hallway in embarrassment while the gasps were taking place and the cheers from our team.

Two of the other boys followed saying, "You bastard, we have had to go through this for nothing.

As they removed their wigs they said, "Take your wig off and show them who you really are."

"I..I cant its my own hair."

"Don't tell us lies that's a girls wig the same as ours." They said.

Mother called, "Andrea, come along sweetheart we have to go on through and stand in front of the contestants.

"We will get you, we know where you live." Said the bullies as mommy held my hand and we walked into the studio but not before I gave them the raspberries.

The next hour was taken up filming and in the end the contestants got it wrong.

 

 

Chapter 15

 

After mommy had received our share of the winnings we were finally able to leave Aunt Jane's home. We moved into a nice house, which had a garden. We had lived in the house for a week when I had asked mother if it was time that I could live as a boy again.

"Darling don’t you like being my best friend as a daughter? Don’t you like it when we put our Nightie`s on and snuggle by the fire? Our little shopping sprees? Our coffee mornings with the other girls? You will miss all of that."

"But mommy can I not just try because I can have a game of soccer again."

"Well I tell you what I'll do, I will ask Pip. But you will not be able to play soccer maybe Netball or something."

"Why do you have to ask Pip? Because you are my mother."

"Darling this is all bought from Pip's money because she wants to film you for the next few years and make a star out of you."

The next morning Pip arrived with the crew saying, "Good morning both, how’s my little star doing` looking at me?"

"Well Pip, Andrea would like to live a couple of weeks as a boy." She sighed.

"I think that’s a good idea. " said Pip.

Mommy looked in amazement and I made a massive grin

"That is providing no haircuts, the hair can be kept in a ponytail or beneath a baseball cap, I feel it will make the programme even more interesting."

Great I thought except I haven’t any boy’s clothes.

"It just so happens we were going to put this in anyway. We have some clothes for the new Andrew today."

I was so overjoyed as I pulled up a pair of shorts and put a tee shirt on.

"Okay, lets go and film a soccer game with you performing." Pip said.

"Wh……….What about my friends, they may beat me up."

"Don’t worry about that sweetness. I have already spoken to them, you see the doctor said this situation may arise. It was an important part of your development, so, I had a word with them and told them they will be on television. I will give your friend John a call and tell him to get everyone assembled for the shoot in one hour at the park."

I finally felt great and was so excited.

Within the hour we arrive at the park where all of the other boys were kicking a football around. There were also a few mothers who had obviously come to see their sons being filmed.

Oh no, there was Sally Thomas and her elder school friend standing on the touchline too. We eventually kicked off and I played on the outside wing as normal. The ball came to me and I ran up the wing with the ball at my feet. It was very strange though I felt as if I could not rum as quickly as I used to so it was easy for the opposing team to catch me.

As I ran another boy came sliding in to get the ball, knocking me over. I cried because it hurt so much.

"Come on sissy he whispered get up."

I got up and from then on I felt useless. Every time I got the ball I was not quick enough, which I could not understand because I always used to be the best player amongst us. After 30 minutes I was substituted and came off the pitch totally bemused by the way I played.

"Oh look at you, you are filthy. Go and have a shower, here are some clean clothes. I cannot come in and help you because it is a boy's changing room." Mo9ther said

I headed off to the showers.

Suddenly as I turned to the corner there were Sally and her friend Katie who was two years older. Katie grabbed my arm and twisted it up my back. Standing in front of me Sally said. "After your little appearance in the hairdressers, my mother now makes me have my hair set every week and I hate it so we are going to do something to you that you hate."

"N.. No please," I said as they ripped off my football strip until I was naked.

"Hold him bent over Katie."

Sally was overpowering me when suddenly I felt something pushing up my rectum. I screamed but no one heard me because the changing rooms were quite a distance from the game and all of the boys were shouting anyway.

"This is a junior tampon for little girls, it will soak up your period so here it fucking is you little slut." Sally said.

I instantly recalled mommy in the bathroom as I felt the tube pushing into my rectum. As she pushed it in it stopped about half way and her other hand helped. Suddenly a sharp pain shot through me as a last push was made and the outer tube pulled out.

"Oh look Sally he is having a period." said Katie pulling the string sticking out from my bottom.

I was screaming as she grabbed my hair in a ponytail either side of my head or tied a piece of string around it tightly to keep it bunched. They let go of me and held on to the string hanging from each bunch of hair, which was about four feet long.

There I was stark naked, dirty from the soccer with two girls standing either side of me pulling at a piece of string tied to each side of my hair running around me making me turn on the spot. The pain from the hair pulling was awful. Then they took me to a large Oak tree trunk, pushed my back against it and tied the string around the back.

They continued by tying string around my wrists and tying them behind the tree the same as with my feet. I was spread across the tree unable to move crying while they were laughing. They pulled out a tube of lipstick each and started to write on my body. Look this boy has a period with an arrow pointing to the tampon string and written on the inside of my leg. -Look no balls on the other inside. -Two circles around my nipples saying -Tits will be here soon-Sissy-Puff-Queer.

My whole body was covered in this sought of slang when their lipsticks ran out. They threw the empty cartridges in the hedge and ran off leaving me for someone to find.

After approximately 20 minutes the game finished and with my head slouched I heard voices start laughing at me as they appeared round the corner.

Pip then appeared saying, "Oh my god what have they done to you! Donny get a shot of this it can be a useful scene in the documentary with respect to bullying as the development takes place."

Mother appeared saying, "Oh get my baby off that tree." She ran over to me and untied me

"Fetch me a blanket out of my car." She said.

Wrapping the blanket around me we got in the car and drove home as I sobbed profusely

 

 

Chapter 16

 

When we arrived home mother ran me a nice hot bath with lots of perfumed bubbles

"Come on sweetheart let's get all of that nasty writing off you. She soothed.

I stood in the bath and she started washing me with a big pink sponge. As she rubbed my chest area I jumped saying, "Ow, mommy that hurt!"

She stopped dead in her tracks and stared closely at my chest saying, "Darling, you are developing breasts the same as mommy." She gently prodded each nipple, which protruded from my chest.

"Oh I think you are ready for a training bra."

"Wh..What do you mean?"

"I mean you are starting to go through puberty. You have started to develop a body like mine." She said as she pulled out the Tampon the girls had inserted in me.

"Ow, that hurts." I said.

"Darling, when we have this little nub off, pulling one of those will not hurt you. It will be natural for a girl to use them."

"But I am not a girl! I don’t want to be girl! No…,no,….no!"

"Calm down sweetheart, do you want to be treated as you were this afternoon."

"N……no."

"Well then, that’s what happens if you dress as a boy. The camera crew have said they will pay for private tuition. You will not have to go back to school to see people like Sally. In fact won't it be fun the next time you see her, especially if you have bigger boobies than her "

"But I don’t want boobies."

"Now stop whining and think of the money." she said as she carried on rubbing me

I got out of the bath, got a nightie on and stayed in for the rest of the evening cuddled up to mother.

 

 

Chapter 17

 

As the weeks went on the filming got more intense. Weekly I had stills taken while I was nude, always in the same position. One from both sides one from the front and one from the rear. I would look at myself in the mirror from all angles and I could see swelling beneath my now overlarge nipples, I was definitely changing into a girl and I could not stop it.

One Friday in the photo session Pip, Donny, Liz and mommy were all talking saying, "Mary there is definitely some development in the buttocks area and just look at those breasts developing."

"Yes you can see a definite pear drop shape to the buttocks` said Liz.

"I quite fancy her, especially with that little stub." cooed Donny with his lips pouting.

"Donny don’t say that!" said Pip.

I was certainly the showpiece.

"Mary I think its time we went back to the doctor and discussed the possibility of having that stub removed. It is not fair that she should not be allowed to partake in any sexual activity as she develops. Cant you remember what it was like when you started finding the boys dishy?" said Pip.

Mother nodded saying, "Yes I suppose your right and at least she will know what changing rooms to go into and be able to mix with other girls."

"Okay it’s decided." as Pip fetched out her mobile phone and made an appointment in two days time.

As I got dressed mommy cooed, "Look what I have for you." holding a bra in the air by its straps.

"But I have one."

"No sweetheart the one you have on is a stretchy training bra. This is your first real bra for a woman. It's a 32A." She explained excitedly.

"The doctor has confirmed that he will be able to carry out the surgery on Friday so he wants us in on Thursday. He has apparently spoken to a colleague and between them have decided that the vaginoplasty would be better off happening now rather than later." Pip said.

"Oh isn’t that exciting dear, you are going to officially join our girls club. I will book us an appointment at the salon tomorrow so you can look your best for the short stay in hospital."

"HOSPITAL!" I screamed.

"Yes sweetheart they are just going to give you a little injection and you will dose off to sleep. Then you will wake up and that horrible little stub will be gone, it is just like having a wart removed." She cooed.

"What do you think Liz?" Said mother as she run her fingers pulling my hair upwards

"Would you say shaggy perm would look better for the filming while she is in hospital?"

`"I think so Mary, because she is going to be lying down for a while."

"That’s settled it then I have been thinking of having a shaggy perm myself so I will book us both in at the hairdressers tomorrow, at lest we can roller it straight if needs to be."

"Oh hi it's Mary here." mother said on the telephone, "I would like to book a perm for Andrea and myself for tomorrow please."

"Oh dear, don’t you have one any earlier than Thursday because she is going in to finally become one of us girls."

I heard the voice on the telephone scream, "Oh Mary that’s fantastic news we will get you in tomorrow morning."

"Thank you so much." Mother said as put the phone down.

The next morning we arrived at the salon and as we entered I was astounded to see signs and banners everywhere that read: GOOD LUCK ANDREA! WELCOME TO ONE OF US.

It was the type of scene you see when a hairdresser has a baby and they put congratulation signs around the shop and in the window saying: IT’S A BOY or whatever. The most upsetting thing for me was that everyone knew about me.

All of the patrons looked at me and smiled and chatted amongst them selves as the lady put on mothers and my gowns on, ushering us to the back wash chairs. As I sat upright on the chair I looked across at the dryers as the gay boy put a towel around my shoulders. I saw Sally Thomas sitting beneath it with a face like thunder mouthing, "I will get you for this!"

I lay back and thought about her words, which made me feel completely the opposite to the euphoria of the salon over my future. I could now see two small mounds beneath the gown as my eyes looked down towards my feet where I could see Sally.

As my hair was being washed the boy said, "Why the hell are you having it taken off surely if its to make love to boys as you get older you can still do it with it, I do."

I looked up saying, "Mommy wants me to have it done and so do those camera people. They all said it’s only like having a little wart off."

"You’ve got to be…"

Suddenly another lady who took over washing my hair interrupted him. Mother was turning to the side staring at me.

The manageress took him into the staff room. The noise of the salon dampened some shouting coming from the staff room the boy was obviously getting a severe reprimand.

Mommy and I were taken to a stylist chair and as we sat there with a towel turban on with the manageress came walking out with the boy. I couldn’t believe my eyes the short haired boy was dressed in a stylists white uniform with tan hose, white high heels and pearls around his neck.

She marched him over to mommy and I with the salon in total silence. Standing behind mommy and I looking in the mirror the lady said, "Nicholas here has something to say."

"Yes, I think it is wonderful that you are changing sex. I feel very envious of you as I would like to become a girl too. That is why I must dress like this for the rest of the day to acknowledge my support for you."

The lady nodded her head to him and he obediently unscrewed a tube of lipstick and painted his lips red. His reprimand must have been massive as he was just like a zombie

The lady said, "Andréa, Nikki here is going to help me wind your perm. I am going to check every move, that’s if he wants to become a real hairdresser." As she scowled at him

He sectioned my hair and began winding the pink and blue curlers in.

"Nikki, when you have finished winding Andréa’s perm go and see Judy. You are not winding anyone else’s hair with bitten nails like those. They are disgusting! Today you will have red varnish on as your punishment and then from then on you will have them tipped white with a clear varnish on. Clients that come in here, come to be made beautiful. What will they think if the person making them beautiful cannot keep themselves reasonable."

"Yes ma`am." He said as he continued winding my perm.

Eventually my head was a mass of tiny curlers and Nikki announced he was finished. I looked across at mother and the camera. Mother was at exactly the same stage as me.

"Wrap the cotton around the edge, smoother the lotion on now Nikki and put a cap on her."

"Yes ma`am." He said as he carried out her instructions, adding a white plastic shower type cap with a frilly edge over my head."

Mother and I were left for processing for approximately 20 minutes when they both returned. Lifting my cap I noticed Nikki had painted his nails and his face had been fully made up. The lady said, "You see Andrea all boys want to get to where you are. The only thing Nikki has not got is your beautiful hair. But, I think Nikki wants to show his support by showing he is a boy that dresses as a girl."

His face seemed filled with anger as she went across to mother.

"She always does this to me, she knows how much I want to become a fully qualified beautician. She embarrasses me all of the time." He said as he rinsed the curlers in the backwash.

Both mother and I had our curlers rinsed and rinsed and then, what they called neutralised until in the end our curlers were taken out. Our hair was scrunch dried into a shaggy look As we left the salon everyone stood at the door and waved to us, including Nikki.

 

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