The State Fair           by: Alyssa Davis

 

It was mid September, nearing State Fair time. A warm Fall afternoon. Terry and his mother were busy in the farmhouse kitchen canning fruits and vegetables for their annual entries in the Fair's contests. The sweet smell of the spices permeated the air while the him of the ceiling fan added to the activities. Mom had won several Blue Ribbons over the years and she hoped to win another. Now, with Terry's assistance, it would be even better since she could have a wider variety of entries. He carefully arranged pickles in the jars for their best appearance prior to sealing the containers. Terry, unlike his older sister Jane, was very domestic and enjoyed helping Mom with household chores...cooking, baking, cleaning, sewing. Being a short, frail boy, these tasks were easier for him to accomplish and he had the patience to do them. Mom praised him continuously for his fastidiousness with the produce in the jars. The exact same count of pickles, a carrot and a stick of celery in each. She took great pride in her son and secretly wished he had been a girl since he excelled in all the things she would have expected from a daughter.

Jane, on the other hand, was a tomboy, a large, very strong girl who preferred to help Dad run the farm rather than engage in "girly" things. She was mechanically inclined as well, and while Terry was doing the canning of produce, Jane was tuning up a poorly running tractor engine. She was the "son" Dad had wished for but had settled with Jane's abilities and help.

Mom was cleaning the kitchen after the canning was finished and supper was in the oven. Terry was arranging the jars of canned fruit neatly into boxes to be hauled to the Fair.

"You did an excellent job with the canning this year, Terry. I wish you could be there to present them to the Judges yourself. I'm sure you're going to win something with those beauties."

It was a four hour drive to the Fairground, too far to commute each day so Mom and Jane would have to stay together in the woman's dormitory at the Fair for the week as they had done in prior years.

"Thanks, Mom…I do too. Oh well, Jane can have the honor. I know I cant be there...I understand."

Dad had entered the kitchen for a cup of iced tea and overheard the conversation.

"No Marie, Jane cant go to the fair this year...I need her here. She's got to finish the tractor engine and we've got too much work in the fields. That engine work has put us behind in harvesting."

Terry was fully aware that if he'd been stronger and handy with farm work, he could've been out there helping Dad instead of in the kitchen helping Mom. But he had never been given the opportunity. They always considered him too small and weak to do anything but housework and domestic chores.

"But I need help with setting up all this stuff, we have a large exhibit this year," Mom exclaimed in frustration, "Terry cant help me. You know the situation. We have to stay in the woman's dormitory for the week...obviously Terry cant stay there with me, and the men's is full. I would’ve had to reserve space for him last season if he was coming this year. What am I going to do?"

"Well, the farm work is more important than the State Fair, dear...you'll have to figure out a way or cancel your trip," Dad said as he exited the house, the screen door slamming in finality. He wasn’t going to argue the matter. He wished Marie would’ve quit the Fair exhibits long ago, but it was important to her...a tradition...and he wasn't going to deny her that. However it was always up to her to handle it.

Mom was extremely upset over this latest development. This was something she hadn't planned on. Terry wanted to assist her somehow, but he thought it best to say nothing as he continued his work. He had no idea's. Commuting wasn’t an option. Nor was staying at the fairgrounds.

Mom stopped what she was doing and studied him for a few moments as if she was measuring him with her eyes.

"Terry," she asked pausing to think, "I wonder how would you look in a dress? I mean, do you think you could pass as a girl? That could be our solution."

"I don't know, Mom. I'm no beauty. What do you have in mind?" a shocked young man replied.

Was she going to ask me to take Jane's place by posing as a girl, Terry wondered. Was she serious?

He knew there was no point in arguing, whatever she had in mind...she was as reasonable as Dad.

"Let's go try on one of Jane's dresses. She never wears them anyway," Mom muttered as she led me by the hand into Jane's room. "Take off your clothes...all of them. We're going to start from the bottom up."

"But why, Mom?"

"If you can look enough like a girl, we can stay in the Woman’s dorm together. That would be the solution to my problem. And I think you can!"

Terry typically wore jeans and a T-shirt over cotton briefs, and tennis shoes without socks.

Now, a 15 year old boy has some modesty, even to his mother, but he could tell she wasn't going to leave the room anytime soon, so Terry turned his back to her and stripped nude as ordered which took only a moment. Mom looked at his frail, effeminate body and smiled. She planned to transform him into the daughter she was being denied, to accompany her to the Fair. Jane who was built and acted more like a man than a woman could remain here and help her Dad like the able bodied son he wished he had.. Handing Terry a pair of lace trimmed nylon panties, he dutifully stepped into them with no protest and pulled them up. They were a little large but otherwise a fit. He instantly noticed how cool and smooth they felt...so different than his cotton briefs and they had no bulky pouch in the front, something which he had little need for since his genitals were small, hardly showing within the panties. Mom placed a matching white bra onto Terry's arms and hooked the back closures. She adjusted the straps and stuffed the empty cups with cotton balls to create a bust proportionate to his age and figure. Terry turned and admired himself in a mirror. He said nothing but definitely liked what he saw. The combination of briefs and bra immediately created a girl's appearance. Mom selected a full slip from the drawer, constantly complaining that all this beautiful stuff had never been worn by his sister, and placed it over Terry's head, as he positioned his arms through the straps, and slid it down his body. The clingy garment further enhanced his slender and effeminate figure.

"Why, you're beautiful, Terry...you really should’ve been a girl," Mom said as she admired her son’s transformation even in a slip. "Jane has all these lovely things and she never wears them. What a waste! I think it's time they get put to use. Do you like the way you look so far?"

"Yes," was all he could say, with some hesitation. But, the expression on his face told Mom more than words. What started out as a novelty was now having an effect on Terry. It was arousing latent feelings that at once were pleasant and sexual. Sometimes, when he was doing household chores, Terry wondered what it would be like to be a girl, do what other girls do, actually participate in women's activities without ridicule. Especially when Jane and Mom would join the other ladies and Terry was left to entertain himself at home. Dad never had time for him. He envied Jane the opportunity to partake in ladies things even though she protested in it. He would’ve gladly traded places with her. But all these thoughts were his deeply guarded secrets.

Mom handed him a new pair of thigh-high stockings. Terry sat down on the edge of the bed, bunched each one up, and carefully put them on, slowly pulling them all the way up his hairless legs and smoothing them, probably more than he needed but he liked the sensation against his skin...this was all new to him and becoming very pleasurable by the minute. Mom noticed his reaction and smiled.

While Terry was putting on the hose, Mom found a suitable dress in Jane's closet. One that had also never been worn. It had been there for a long time. A shirt-dress with a full skirt and button down front. It fit Terry perfectly although he had a problem with the buttons being reversed for him. Mom helped him explaining that he'd get accustomed to them in time. He now secretly hoped that he'd be able to wear it often enough for that.

"Well, it looks like you might have a new wardrobe, Terry...Your sister never wears this stuff. What a shame."

"Do you think she'll mind, Mom? I don’t want to make her angry."

"Oh I don't think so, dear...why should she? She lives in jeans and sweatshirts. That’s her choice."

Discovering that Jane's shoes fit him, Mom handed Terry a pair of low heeled pumps to wear around the house, and he was fully dressed.

"I want you to stay that way for a while to experience the look and feel of being a girl. If you're comfortable, you'll go with me to the Fair as my daughter. We can then share my room in the woman's dorm and you can stay with our exhibit and receive your well deserved ribbons. What do you say...are you willing?"

"If it's OK with Dad and Jane, I'm willing," Terry replied, trying not to sound too enthusiastic. He tried to conceal it, but he was really very happy about the whole idea. He had wanted to go to the Fair all along, and now, the idea of posing as a girl was like living a fantasy. He liked it very much.

"You need a little something extra," Mom thought, as she applied a little bright pink lipstick to Terry's lips, of which he now submitted without hesitation, and observed how she did it. He loved the taste and feel of the stuff.

His hair was moderately long for a boy... much longer than Jane's which she wore very short, almost a crew cut. Mom back-brushed it to tease and arrange it into a feminine style now giving him a complete appearance as a real girl. She trimmed the sideburns and brushed them back. Mom was very pleased with the effect and so, secretly, was Terry. He spent the rest of the day swishing around the house in the dress, the skirt swirling around his legs, the leather pumps sliding on the carpet, admiring himself in every mirror...a totally new sensation for the young boy learning to become a young girl. Mom took notice of this activity and wondered to herself why she hadn't done this sooner. Terry was apparently very happy in his new feminine persona.

Dad and Jane came into the kitchen to clean up for dinner. Jane noticed Terry first.

"What have we here! Do I have a new sister? Terry, you look great! I'm glad someone will wear that dress."

"Do you mind, Jane?" Mom asked. "I need someone to go to the Fair with me since Dad says you cant be spared. Terry's available but cant go as a boy because there's no room in the men's dorm so I figured, as a girl, he could stay with me." Mom explained. "It was my idea." She was almost radiant about her plan.

"Of course I don't mind...I think it's great that he's willing to help you that way. You know I'm not into that fair exhibit stuff, and he is...besides, he does make a pretty girl, doesn't he? How do you feel about it, Terry?"

Before he could answer, Dad came into the kitchen and saw his new "daughter."

"What’s this? Is this your solution to the Fair problem?" Dad asked Mom, stifling a laugh.. "If you cant take your daughter, you create another one?"

"Well yes...I guess you could say that. What do you think about it?" Mom asked Dad.

"It's fine if that what your son wants," Dad replied inferring that he had his surrogate son in Jane who helps with all the manly things around the farm, while Terry does all the traditionally feminine chores. Terry accepted this role because he was physically frail and more interested in the domestic things anyway. He was now ready to accept his appearance as a girl.

"Yes Dad, I'm willing to do this for Mom to help her."

"Then go for it Terry...the role fits you perfectly."

Terry took that last remark with mixed emotion. A bit of encouragement laced with a bit of sarcasm.

But, the ice was broken. For the next two weeks before the Fair's beginning, Terry spent all his time totally en femme with Mom's constant coaching and encouragement on a girl’s conduct, posture, walking, talking, manners, how to dress and accessorize, makeup, hair grooming, generally things foreign to a boy but a girl learns through the course of growing up and needs to know to correctly socialize as a woman. Terry found himself a willing listener and eager to practice. Mom's whole attitude towards him changed. They had long intimate talks...girl talk. In a very short time, it all became very natural for him and required little correction. Dad and Jane also treated him like the girl he presented. Everything he did was as he had always done, cooking, cleaning, setting the table, etc., but now it seemed more natural to see a young lady performing these tasks. Mom took great pleasure in having the daughter she missed since Jane was always so boyish. Mom always joked that Jane would make someone a fine husband.

Terry quickly discovered that while wearing girl's clothes and feeling like a girl, he seemed to have more patience doing the simplest chores. He was more relaxed. Mom noticed that change in him and she liked the difference.

The State Fair began and Mom and Terry checked into the woman's dormitory as mother and daughter without any problem. They would share a room together and a common bathroom with all the other ladies. Of this, they would have to be very careful and stand guard for each other. It would be the first time they used a bathroom together. Mom wasn't uncomfortable about it, but Terry was, initially. That soon ended.

Together they set up their exhibit, before the official opening, in the Home building, along with the hundreds of other items on display, everything from baked goods to canned goods to quilts and blankets. Marie was known to many of the other ladies so she went around and introduced Terry as another daughter. When asked about Jane, the response was that she was busy at home and that Terry never came before because she was too young. Everyone naturally accepted Terry as a girl even as she appeared in girl's jeans and T-shirt (with a padded bra), feminine hairstyle, and earrings. Mom had Terry's ears pierced on the way to the fair and gold hoops placed into the new holes. Terry looked like a girl of 17 yr., the same age as Jane.

At the opening hour, the Home building rapidly filled with visitors. Mom stayed with their display while Terry walked around and viewed the other items. He admired everything with envy since he was always interested in such things, especially the handicraft and homemade clothing. It pleased him that everyone addressed him as "young lady" and they were so courteous. He was confident of his appearance and enjoyed the new persona. When he returned to their exhibit, Mom took her turn touring the building. Terry was left to answer questions about their display. He did with the enthusiasm of a happy teenage young lady.

At the judging of the entries, Mom and Terry took first place in the canned pickles and second place in the fruit preserves. Terry accepted the ribbon for her pickles and Mom for her fruit. For the ceremony, Terry wore a pretty dress, makeup, and high heels. Her hair had been conditioned and groomed into an unmistakably feminine fashion. The judges gushed at Terry for being such a young attractive lady and so talented with domestic skills. Terry was very gracious and articulate in answering. She had learned her feminine social graces very well. Mom was beaming with pride, not so much for the award but for the appearance and transition of her new daughter at her first public event. She sensed how happy Terry was with this new lifestyle. She also wondered how Terry would revert back to being a boy, something he'd have to do to go to school.

During the week at the State Fair, Terry had the opportunity to wander around and look at other exhibits, during which time he met many people. As a young girl, men were especially courteous to him and women were warm and friendly. He had several young men hit on him which flattered him. One boy, in particular, attached himself to Terry and accompanied him all over to where they became friends. The young man treated Terry like a lady, and Terry enjoyed this unique form of attention and companionship. As they walked holding hands, and talked to get better acquainted, Terry began to sense feelings within him that were strange. He was so convinced of his femininity that he began to feel a physical attraction to this young man that were new. How he looked, how handsome he was, how gentle. Things boys don’t usually consider with each other. Terry even wondered what he'd do if he was kissed. He was to find out. They were sitting in a quiet area in the shade of a tree when the boy gently held Terry and kissed him on the lips, a long, warm kiss. After the initial surprise, Terry responded, and returned the kiss as a real girl might do. She enjoyed the taste of his lips and the sensation of his tongue probing her mouth as she touched it with hers. That was to be the first of several kisses. Each lasting longer and more passionate. The boy caressed her and kissed her neck and bosom, turned on by the fragrance of her perfume, sending shivers of emotion down Terry's spine ending in her groin. She had never felt that way before. She had totally dismissed the memory that she was ever a male and was being kissed by another male! Terry now felt totally female She felt the boy's organ getting firm and was surprisingly pleased it was for her as she touched, then lightly fondled it. She had never touched another man’s penis. Now, she wanted to satisfy him some way, the best way she could, but that was not to be. She had to settle for her fingers. But her emotions had run wild. She was thinking like a woman!

When Terry told Mom about her experience and feelings, Mom put an end to it quickly. They went home the next day. Enroute, they had a long discussion about Terry's sexuality. Mom said she accepted Terry wanting to be a girl, and would allow it whenever possible but that Terry would have to finish school as a boy. And, as a boy, he should not date boys. After high school, he was free to do as he pleased, but she advised him to be very careful. He accepted all this and now openly expressed a strong desire to be a girl as much as possible. He loved the life style and felt it was completely natural for him. Mom understood and agreed to help as much as possible.

Dad and Jane congratulated Mom and Terry for their prizes. After a long discussion of most of what transpired at the Fair and how Terry felt about his new role, Jane welcomed him as her new sister and invited Terry to help himself to anything in her wardrobe. Even Dad agreed it might be the right thing for Terry since it obviously made him so happy. As Mom had frequently remarked that Jane would make a fine husband, Dad said Terry would make a good wife. Mom thought, "Ah, if he only knew the truth."

School started at the end of State Fair week, and Terry and Jane went to classes. Jane to finish her senior year of high school, Terry to finish junior high. He was a hit with his peers having both ears pierced and wearing gold studs and his hair which he had grown longer to be able to fashion androgynously. They all thought his parents were "cool." At home at night and weekends, Terry wore more feminine pendent earrings. He practiced with cosmetics and conditioned and restyled his hair to a girlish "do" while he wore something womanly. Of course, he constantly wore lingerie under everything. His mood changed with his attire to where even his family preferred him as a girl.

The ladies in Mom's quilting club, having learned about Terry, invited him to join them which he accepted. They would meet on a Saturday and spend the day chatting and quilting, Terry attending as a girl. The women treated him as the young lady he presented and taught him their handicraft skills as well as other female traits. It was another step in his feminine socialization..

At the end of the school year, Terry spent the next entire summer as a girl full time. She wanted to finish high school as a girl. She was enrolled into a girl’s school where her dream was fulfilled. While there, she was entered into a transgender program at the local University where she was evaluated for a sex change and was started on a regimen of female hormones, already engaged in her Real Life Test requirement. By the time she graduated high school, she had developed all the secondary physical characteristics of a natural female, breasts, curves, and soft skin, and was feeling the associated emotional changes that women experience, and was ready for sex reassignment surgery. During this time she had also been socializing as a female and had acquired several new boyfriends, complete with various sexual encounters. Terry had acquired a desire and skill for oral sex with her male friends who were unaware of Terry’s male gender and were given no need to find out.

After her surgery, she was able to perform all the functions of a true female and was extremely happy with her new legal identity. Her family loved and accepted their new daughter and sister. She went on to fulfill her father’s prophesy of becoming a good wife to a man.

 

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