Rhonda's Story

by Rhonda

  

Just after school let out for the year, I was lazily lounging on the back porch when my mother Linda called for me to come into the house for a minute.

"We need to talk about getting ready to move Ron"

"What do you mean mom? we're not moving for three weeks yet, there's plenty of time"

"There are going to be some changes when we get to our new house"

"What kind of changes?"

"A new town in a different state will give you a chance for a new beginning".

"What on Earth ar you talking about?'

"How long have you been crossdressing?'

"Crossdressing? What?"

"Pull up your shirt".

"W-W-What?'

"Just do it!"

Slowly, I lifted up the t-shirt I was wearing, revealing my twin sister Renee's new bra.

"Now undo your pants".

Realizing that I had been caught, I unbuttoned and unzipped my shorts to reveal the match to the bra/panty set that mom had bought Renee just last week.

"H-H-How did you know?" was all I could think of to say given the situation.

"I figured you wanted all of us to know, or you would have worn a shirt that hid your bra line".

"It shows?"

"Yes, quite plainly too, but not as clearly as it did Monday, when I could even tell what color it was".

"O-O-O- -m-m-my g-g-god! now what?'

"I'm not angry, so you can stop shaking, and I'm not going to punish you or anything. I've known about it for almost a year now, ever since Renee started wearing bras. From the first week we went shopping for her she has complained that her underwear has been disappearing only to show in her hamper a few days later."

"Why didn't she say something then?'

"she was too embarrassed to say anything to you, but she, Molly, and Sara have all mentioned things missing or mysteriously showing up in the dirty clothes when they knew they didn't wear them."

"So now what? Why did you let it go so long without saying anything?"

"We wanted to find out it it was a passing fancy, a phase, or if you were really committed to being a crossdresser. Your dad said to let it go awhile to make sure, even though your sisters have been making you a wardrobe in home ec for the last six months".

"A what?'

"Molly and Sara thought you should have your own clothes so you wouldn't have to swipe theirs. They even made you and Renee matching dresses."

"I know we're almost identical twins, but matching dresses?'

"That's the joy of twins, dressing them alike. Except that, until now, its' been hard to do having to come up with clothing for two genders."

"You expect me to wear a dress?'

"Why not? you've been wearing Sara's for sometime now, and Molly's shoes. That's how they came up with the sizing for your outfits. You can look at them and decide if you want to wear them. The only catch is, it has to be full time not just in the closet."

"Full time? What'll people say?'

"Isn't she a cute little girl. is about all I can think of."

"I'm not too sure about this, what'll my friends say."

"A couple of them, Rodney and Paul, have already asked my why you wear bras, and said I should dress you all the way."

"Who else knows?'

"I'm not sure, they are the only ones who said anything to me or your sisters, but I'm sure most of your friends are aware of it. You aren't too good at hiding your bra and panty lines you already know. So, now, what do you think about my idea?"

"If everbody already knows about it, I guess it won't make a lot of difference, except I'll still be embarrassed I think."

"I'm happy that you are willing to try it anyway, it'll make things easier when we get to our new house if you decide to stick with it. That is up to you, but try it for the next three weeks and we'll talk about it again. Molly's at the mall shopping for some things you'll need, but call Sara and Renee in so we can get started."

"Now, we're going to start now?"

"Can you think of a better time to do it?"

"I guess not, but I'm still nervous."

"I've got a phone call to make, so go call your sisters. They have been waiting for this all morning so far so I'm sure they are close by."

Close by indeed, as it turned out they were under the kitchen window eavesdropping from the time I went into the house and were headed for the door as I was. They were both all excited and giggling like...well.. a couple of school girls. Renee was 12 and a half, like me, Sara was 14 and Molly had just turned 16 a couple of months earlier. Renee and I had just finished 8th grade and would be 13 just before school started in the fall. Since there is only a year and a half between all of us, Sara was 1 grade ahead and Molly was going to be a senior. Though she wasn't thrilled with the idea of changing schools for her last year, being the consumate big sister that she is, she was willing to sacrifice a little (I think the bribe of her own new car helped) for the good of the rest of us. She and Sara were tall for girls, and had filled out well, but Renee and I seemed to take after mom. We were both short, Renee being 1/2 inch taller than me, and slender to the point of being skinny. We both had our mom's delicate features, and looked surprisingly similar in spite of the gender difference, which I guess wasn't going to be much of a difference from now on, especially if mom was serious about dressing us alike now.

"Oh boy, I finally get the twin sister I always wanted and secretly knew I had" Renee said pausing just a moment in her giggling.

"Mom, Renee and I are going to get the stuff out of the basement, if that's alright with you" Sara said.

Mom hollered her consent, and said she would meet them in the kitchen when she got off the phone.

"Hi, Claire, I was just calling to cofirm the appointments for Rhonda and Renee. Is there anyway we can move them up a bit? I kind of wanted to do some extra shopping this afternoon" She said into the phone. "11 would be perfect, I really appreciate this, Thanks"

She came back into the kitchen just as Sara and Renee were emerging for the basement on either end of a big box. I stood in amazement as they started laying the contents of the box out on the table. There were dresses, skirts, blouses, shorts sets, and a couple of pairs of Molly's old shoes. Also there was a match for the dress that had been on the top of the box.

Renee picked it up immediately, and holding it under my chin said "This is going to be so cute, can we wear these today mom?"

"I don't see why not" mom replied, adding " You'll need one of Sara's white slips for under that dress, I think I saw it hiding in the back of your bottom drawer earlier today".

Handing me the dress and a pair of Molly's white flats to go with it, mom said"go up and change so we can get going. Unless you want us to help you here in the kitchen."

"Do it here mom, I am dying to see what my new bra looks like on". Renee said.

"Well Rhonda, what do you think?" Mom asked.

"Rhonda?" I said seriously puzzled that this conspiracy was deeper than I thought.

"Yes, Rhonda, by a vote of 4 to 1. But I was the one who originally picked it out." said Sara.

"Who was the "one"?" I asked, already guessing it was Renee. "Renee wanted a name that she could get you back at for calling her Renee-gade with" Sara said.

"And dad went along with this? I asked, still adjusting to the developments.

"Dad's been a crossdresser for years" Sara said, "I first saw him in a dress when I was about 5 I think". "Dad?" I said, dropping the dress and shoes on the floor in my shock.

"That's one of the things that I found attractive when I first met your dad in high school" mom said with a big smile on her face.

"Am I the only one that doesn't have a clue what's going on in my own family?" I asked.

"Yep" said Renee, " I met Suzie when I was five".

"How come no one ever told me?" I asked.

"We didn't want to pressure you, knowing how close you are to your dad, if you were to become a transvestite, we wanted you to do it on your own, not be forced into it" mom explained.

"In the back of his bottom drawer?" Sara yelled over her shoulder as she headed down the hall and into my room.

"I guess its' decided I change here" I said to the fait accomlpi that had just happened.

"And bring the forms out of your dad's top drawer, and my makeup bag with you" mom yelled after her. "Now don't be so shy sis"Renee, "I've already seen you in my panties before."

With that I just shrugged my shoulders and started to undress.

"And some pantyhose"mom called out to Sara as she started back down the hall.

There I stood, in just my sister's undies, waiting for my other sister to bring her undies to me!

"They look pretty good on you, I think pink is your color" Renee said, as she admired her bra around my chest. "I'm glad we're the same size, now I know where to find a spare if I run out" she added.

"We're not, your dresses are a little tight in the chest and waist, that's why I wear Sara's, but her bras and panties are too big for me" I responded.

Sara returned with her armload of stuff, "cute!' was all she said as she handed me her slip.

"If these dresses fit like I think they will, you can be my favorite sister" she said, as I quickly pulled the slip down over my head.

"Better get a move on, we've got to be at the beauty shop in 15 minutes and its' a 10 minute drive. Have you ever worn stockings? I thought I told you pantyhose Sara. Well we'll go with this, I hope it fits" mom said, taking charge.

"It fits"I said, "And so do the stockings, or at least they did the last day of school."

"You wore my pink garterbelt and stockings to school?" Sara asked.

"And your red one to church Sunday" I said in response to her faked hurt look.

"So thst's why I can't find my red panties and bra" Renee chipped in. "Until now, I didn't think you liked them because you never seemed to take them".

I sat down, and rolled the stockings up my legs, lifted the hem on my (or Sara's) slip and hooked the stockings to the garters.

"You do that like a pro" mom said,

"Get your dress on, you probably don't need help zipping it do you? and lets' do something with that hair" mom said, adding" I"m glad I decided to skip you're last couple of haircuts, its' past your ears."

"Mom, you're taking me to the beauty shop aren't you?" I said.

"Yes I am, but a girl doesn't go out with fixing her hair and face." mom replied.

As mom brushed my hair into a somewhat feminine style, Renee handed me one of her little white purses. "No pockets for your wallet or lipstick in that outfit honey, so you need to get used to carrying one of these when you go out" Renee said.

With my hair done, mom stood me next to Renee. We both had on a knee length summer wieght dress with a scoop neck and no sleeves, in white with tiny pink roses on it. Both belts were tied in back, (a feat I showed off by doing my own) into a somewhat large bow .

"You two look almost exactly alike now, once we get the hair done, you'll be able to pass as each other I think" mom said, adding" Get my camera off the tv Sara, I've just got to have a picture of this, its' the first time since their second birthday that I've gotten them into the same dresses at the same time"

"Can I come too? " Sara asked "even though Rhonda took over my appointment, I"d still like to watch, this is going to be so much fun".

"I wouldn't dream of leaving you out of this" mom said. "Now let's get going before were late."

 

Claire's Beauty Shop was on the apron of the mall (a new and wonderful thing in the mid sixties) and we got there just as the clock turned over to 11. The inside of the shop smelled of chemicals and air freshener to try to hide them, and had 4 chairs, two by sinks and two by dryers. Claire and her twin sister Blair ran it, and profusely intorduced themselves to Renee and I as it was Renee's first trip inside a salon too.

"Are these the girls, and twins too, you know we're twins, but not identical like these two beautiful young things" Claire said.

"Which one is which?" Blair asked.

"I'm sorry, how rude not to introduce them (even though it would have been impossible before that very moment with them talking over each other) this is Renee, she's the oldest by 9 minutes, and this is Rhonda my youngest. You already know Sara" mom said.

"Wow" Claire exclaimed, "Blair's 9 minutes older than me too, a fact she reminds me of constantly."

"One can learn a lot in 9 minutes" Blair replied.

"I thought you had a son who was the youngest" Claire said.

"No, just 4 girls" mom answered with a smile in her eye.

My decision to try this was obviously making her very happy, but then she always enjoyed shopping for the girls a lot more than shopping for me,( wait a minute, I'm one of the girls and we're at the mall, wow!). Mom and Claire went over to the counter and thumbed through the book of styles, deciding on a Twiggy style pageboy for both of us. Blair led us to our respective chairs and covered our dresses (wow a dress, and in public, and in a beauty salon) with plastic aprons while mom and Claire were busy. Blair leaned Renee back over the sink and started wahing her hair, with Renee flashing me a big smile as Claire did the same to me. It seemed like just seconds before they each put their sissors down and started blowdrying our hair until it was just slightly damp. I couldn't believe this was happening as I watched Claire put big rollers on the ends of my hair and spray it with something. My eyes were glued to the mirror, watching my transformation. After drying my hair the rest of the way Claire took the curlers out and brushed my hair, and combed my bangs down to almost my eyebrows. I glanced over at my sister, and she looked just exactly like the girl I now saw in the mirror! Mom had been right, we could now pass for each other. After finishing my hair, Claire set a tray across the arms of the chair

"You wanted the nails done too right?" she said without looking up or even stopping what she was doing. "Rhonda's a bit of a tomboy" mom said in response to Claire's gimmace at the roughness of my hands. Claire finished my manicure and nails, and applied makeup to go with the new hairstyle. Renee and I got done at the same time. We got up and walked over to where Sara and mom sat.

"The transformation's complete!" Sara blurted out.

"Transformation?" Claire asked

"She was a boy this morning."Sara said.

Claire looked hard at both of us, then said "Which one?"

"Rhonda!" Sara said back.

Claire just stared at me in genuine astonishment. Then after a minute or so, she said "She does walk a bit like I boy now that I think of it, but just a bit."

"And they both are such beautiful girls" Blair added.

Mom paid them, and hurried us out, explaining that we were supposed to meet Molly "You know Molly", at the mall at noon and it was 5 after now. We drove over to a spot closer to the mall door, as Renee quickly explained how to act in a dress.

"I know " I said "I just forget sometimes because I'm not used to wearing a dress".

 

to be continued....

  

  

  

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