Summer Girl

by Sally Ann

 

Whew. We were finally in the car. What a relief. I hope you can appreciate how anxious I was, a boy fully clad in girls clothes standing in front of a couple of boys. If I had been exposed I would have died.

Mindy and Jan chatted as we drove along it was as if everything was as normal as could be. "Hey girls" I thought to myself. "There is a boy in the back seat dressed in girls clothes"

It was a short drive to the local Burger King. As we pulled in I naturally thought of the drive through. Wrong again for the millionth time. We pulled between the yellow lines of a parking spot. "Well maybe I'll just wait here while Mindy goes in " I thought. How many times could I be wrong in a row. "Come on Ky" commands Mindy. She gives me this disgusted look. "Oh cut the shit Kylee nobody is going to know and so what if they did it's the 20th century for God's sake". I did as I was told but opening that door and stepping out was like stepping off a cliff. How was it that the two of them could be so nonchalant about this predicament.

I followed the two across the parking lot like a lost puppy. My mind was racing. I was trying to be as inconspicuous as a boy, freshly turned girl, could be. There were lots of people all over the place and in my mind everyone of them was staring at the boy in girls clothes.

Inside we stood in front of the counter Jan and Mindy had no trouble ordering. I never had a problem in a fast food restaurant before but I was so caught up in my new experience that I just stood there like a statue.

"Earth to Kylee" blurts out Mindy. Little did I know that by trying to be so inconspicuous I was drawing attention to myself. I sort of half whispered an order to Mindy. "I'm not the counter help Ky, she is" as she points to the girl behind the counter. I turn red as a fire engine. Somehow I come up with my order. I had blown it, the girl was looking at me like I was some kind of a fool. "Relax" Jan whispers in my ear. Somehow Jan's suggestion took root I laughed out loud and said "DUH ON ME". That somehow cleared the air. We got our trays of junk food and headed for a booth around the corner.

A boy in a skirt for the first time got a lesson in how to sit down The bench can be cold even wearing panty hose. I sat, stood back up, and instinctively smoothed my skirt under myself . Watching that move Mindy remarks "learns quick doesn't she Jan ". They both had a good laugh at my expense.

Mindy and Jan ate to slowly I thought. They talked and ate not engaging me in the conversation. As I got more into eating I sort of forgot of what and where I was until Jan chimes in "God I wish I had her hair" looking straight at me. She had this almost evil look on her face, she grinned like she was admiring her greatest creation. What the heck was going on ? How did I go from just plain old Keith to being all dolled up as Kylee in just a matter of a couple of hours. Stranger then that was why was it that I couldn't convince myself that I didn't like it. The underwear was caressing me, the taste of the lipstick in my mouth, the grasp of the clip on earrings so many sensations.

After we finished Jan and Mindy decided to go to the Ladies room. You know that they had to invite me. I had to pee, but that was to much I wasn't going to the girls room and I damn sure wasn't going to the boys room. I'd just have to suffer. The looks on there faces as they left revealed the kick they were getting out of my predicament. It was sort of unnerving sitting there alone waiting for them to return. It seemed like they were gone forever. But I did start to realize that with all the people passing by I was not getting any strange looks. Nobody knew or even suspected, so it seemed, that I was anything but a girl sitting there. I started to feel that I was a girl, a warm glow came over me. I suddenly realized I was loving every minute of this. It was like my maleness was draining from my body and it was a good feeling.

"Come on we are out of here" shouted Mindy as she awoke me from my mini trance. "I aint got all day, I've got a hot date and have to get you ladies home" Mindy said sarcastically.

I got up and followed them to the trash can and dumped my refuse in. I was surprised how much more confident I was. The little while we that we had spent in the restaurant had made a world of difference in the way I felt. Maybe it was a good thing going right out in public right off the bat. It reminded me of the first time that I had jumped off the diving board. Once I got the first time out of the way I loved it.

In a matter of minutes we were pulling back into the driveway. My new found was confidence shattered when I noticed my Aunt's car in the driveway. "Oh my" I thought. She's going to know something is fishy. I'm not going to get this one by her. Here we go again. Jan turned and looked at me. "Wait till Mom meets Kylee" she cooed. Two girls laughing, oh man what was I to do? No where to run. Oh well, we stepped from the car and I followed them sheepishly into the house secretly hoping that my Aunt would be preoccupied with something so that I could slip upstairs unnoticed. How many times can I be wrong. Who is standing right inside the door?

Aunt Meg looks straight at us and then gives a puzzled look as she realizes that we are missing someone and that there is another girl that she sort of recognizes. "Oh Oh I'm not believing this" says Aunt Meg as the shock of realization hits her. "Keith is that you" she says with half moth dropped and smiling at the same time. "Oh my God, this has to be Jan's work". It was obvious cause Jan was grinning ear to ear. "Mindy helped" replied Jan . "Isn't her hair beautiful Mom, God I wish I had black hair". That's all she was worried about was hair while I was squirming in front of my Aunt in 100% girls clothes right down to my nylon panties. "It's Kylee Mom, not Keith" Jan reported.

"Who's idea was this Keith"? asked Aunt Meg. I was at a lose for words, dumbfounded. "He likes it Mom and he does make a pretty girl doesn't he "? added Jan. I couldn't bring myself to rat her out.

"How did she get you to do this Keith? I know her and she is something else when it comes to conniving". I was still lost for words, but Jan wasn't . She just matter-of-factly related the story of how she had transformed me and how Mindy had put the refining touches on me. Aunt Meg just stood there shacking her head and smiling. At least I knew then that no one was in trouble and that she thought that it was funny. I looked at her sheepishly waiting for something to happen.

"Well how does it feel to be a girl for a day"? asked Aunt Meg. I finally got the nerve to answer. "Well the clothes feel different Aunt Meg, I didn't know girls wore so many different things". It was obvious that I was wearing a bra but Aunt Meg directed a question to Jan. "Undies" ? Jan just smirked.

Oh my Keith, what's your mother going to say when I talk to her I hope she is not going to be upset over this". A look of concern came over her face. "It's only a game" chimed in Jan "she doesn't have to know". Aunt Meg informed Jan that anything concerning her sisters child had to be relayed to her and that it was her responsibly to tell her. But she did say that she new her sister and thought that nothing much would come of it but what of my father, With that thought my heart sank.

"Well you guys, girls or whatever go do something, I've things to do just don't get into any mischief ". "I want you in bed by 10 and I want your rooms cleaned up and your dirty clothes in the laundry room. Her surprise had turned into like every thing is normal. She turned and disappeared into the other room. Jan signaled me up the stairs. I followed her although I walked a lot differently then I had a mere few hours before. Somehow in my young mind I knew that this was not the end of Kylee, it was just the beginning, a beautiful beginning.

Upstairs in Jan's room we sat on the bed. Jan talked to me like I was one of her girlfriends. For my part I sat and listened. I watched her mannerisms. I was amazed at how she moved her arms as she talked , how her wrists bent, how she laughed, and her facial expressions. I found myself mimicking her movements. I was so comfortable acting like a girl, it was so liberating. It was like something was coming out of me that had so long been suppressed. Jan noticed that my lipstick had faded. With little or no hesitation I accepted applying more lipstick to my lips. Jan went right back to her rambling as if not skipping a beat. Putting lipstick on her male cousin was just matter of fact.

Soon the hour of ten approached. I was tired and so was she. I went to my room. I looked at myself in the mirror. I didn't want to change what I saw but I had to do what I had to do. I struggled to remove the bra and ended up at last only in a panties. I climbed into bed. Seconds later in came Jan. "here" she said holding out a flimsy garment in the dim light of my room. It was a thin polyester night gown with spaghetti straps . I couldn't tell the color but I had not the slightest wish to refuse. Jan had cast me in image that she wanted and was cementing me in that image. And I was willingly accepting. Jan gave me a peck on the check before she left me in night gown and panties as I drifted off to sleep.

 

I awoke in the morning in a fog. Yesterday was a dream. I marveled how real the dream seemed. Then as I came closer to consciousness I felt the night gown and panties. It wasn't a dream. God girls stuff is so comfortable I thought. The fabric against my skin was so foreign yet so natural to me. I went to the bathroom. A look in the mirror showed more evidence that yesterday was no dream, there was smeared makeup, I was a sight.

 

I heard Aunt Meg in the hallway rousing Jan from bed. She would not leave for work with us sleeping. Apparently Mindy was already up and gone. I heard Aunt Meg go down the stairs and heard the front door close. Jan startled me by barging into the bathroom. She wearing the same type of night gown I was . I was embarrassed because I could see right through it. I could see the dark rings around her nipples and the darker panties underneath she was wearing. I was, after all, a boy and I had never seen a young girl in such scant attire. To top it off the outfit I was wearing and the feel of the nylon on my crotch had made my little manly hood respond. Jan seemed to have no shame. "What never seen a girl in PJ's " Jan said as she detected my stares. I had no response other then turning apple red. I turned sideways so that she could not see my excitement, but she already had, I could tell by that smirk on her face. She was a little tease.

"You shower first" she commanded. "I'll get an outfit ready for you". It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out what she had in mind. "Jan hasn't this gone a little bit to far"? I replied. What a look I got from her. Her look stated, in no uncertain terms, that she was going to pick out my outfit for the day and that I was going to wear it. "GET IN THE SHOWER KYLEE " she commanded. Jan turned and left, I did what I was told.

 

As I was finishing my shower I heard Jan reenter the bathroom. "Your clothes are on the counter Kylee, holler if you need any help". With that she left the bathroom. I jumped out of the shower and toweled off as I stared at the clothes on the counter. She didn't get them out of my suitcase that was for sure. The padded girdle and little breast forms from yesterday topped the pile. Obviously she had retrieved then from my room. Under them was a denim skirt, alight blue top with puffed shoulders and a little string tie in the front. On the bottom was a pair of light blue panties and matching bra, a pair of light brown pantyhose rounded out the outfit. The clothes were almost asking to me to put them on. No time in my short life had I ever had such crazy emotions about getting dressed. It had always been pull on jockeys and socks, pull on pants and shirt and I was good to go. The dressing I was about to embark on was an experience not just a simple task. I thought that this was Jan's doing but at the same time I knew I didn't have to go through with this, but I also knew I wanted to, I wanted to be Kylee again and I wanted the feelings of those silky garments against my skin. I held the panties for a couple of moments, feeling that silky smooth nylon and knowing it would soon caress my bulging little manlyhood. I stepped into the panties and drew them in place. Oh how wonderful they felt. I stood there in a little nylon pup tent, I was so excited. I next pulled on my padded bottom and per Mindy's instruction rolled up and pulled on the pantyhose. I pulled on the skirt zipped up the back and buttoned it. Jan burst in. "Come on we don't have all day". She grabbed the bra, I instinctively put out my arms. "No " said Jan "let me show you a trick". She showed me how to put the bra on backwards so the I could fasten it myself and the spin it around and put my arms through the straps. She made me insert the pads into my bra. I think it was her way of saying you'll do anything I tell you and she was right, I had lost all will to resist. Whatever Jan had on her mind would be my fate. I was totally dominated by her, feminized into submission.

I finished dressing and as Mindy had suggested prepared for just a slight bit of makeup. Jan did the work explaining to me what she was doing and instructing me that in the near future I would have to learn to put on my own. She obviously had plans for me far past today.

"I'm missing something" I told Jan. "Yah, the Half slip" I said. I couldn't believe what I just said. I was asking for a slip. What had happened to me so quickly. Jan's smile reflected that she new I was hooked. She was so pleased with herself. She left and returned quickly with a powder blue half slip and watched me step into it. God that nylon against my pantyhose clad legs, what a feeling. Jan played with my hair to get it in a more feminine style and down stairs we went.

 

On the kitchen table were instructions for the day. We were to let no one in but at about 10 o'clock a plumber was coming to check out the water heater and he was to be allowed in. There was a footnote to me. She indicated that she had talked to my Mom and that my mother didn't care what I dressed like as long as I behaved myself. It was as if Jan had been given full permission to keep Keith as Kylee. "Bye bye Keith" I thought to myself.

We had some breakfast, cleaned up and I helped her with the laundry. It was amazing how I was assimilating into my new self. I found moments that I had to remind myself that I wasn't a girl. I found myself acting like Jan. The male stiff mannerisms were replaced by limp wrists and soft gestures as I consciously tried to fit my outward persona. It was so liberating.

 

Soon it was about 10 when a knock came to the back door. It was the plumber. He was accompanied by a teenage boy who would turn out to be his son. I stood off in the background. I was nervous with the presents of strange people. Still scared that somehow I would be found out. Jan showed them to the basement stairs.

 

"Isn't he adorable?" Jan asked. "Who ? " I asked. "That kid with the plumber" "Come on" she said as she pulled me into the stair well. We sat on the cellar steps and watched as the guys went about there task. I noticed that the young lad kept glancing over his shoulder. It finally dawned on me that the way I was sitting gave him a view up my skirt. I froze. I mean I couldn't move. Here was a guy looking up my skirt and I couldn't move. Not only that but I felt the urge to relax my legs and let them drift farther apart. The strange urge was so powerful that I did it, I actually did it. I slowly opened my legs a little wider to give him a nice view of my undies and he was taking advantage of my generosity. I could only see him from the chest on down but I knew from his body position that he was looking up my skirt and I was loving it. He would disappear always to return to the same spot. Jan couldn't see what I was doing from her vantage point. How could I have these new strange feelings. I didn't know but I knew I loved it. I was learning what every girl learns, that is how guys look at girls. I laughed to myself when I thought if he only knew.

 

Job finished the two guys came upstairs. It was more then obvious that the young guy had it for me. Although he didn't speak, they way he looked at me spoke volumes.

 

After we let them out Jan remarked about the way he was looking at me. I told her about the stairs. "So that's it" says Jan. She had been trying to catch his eye and couldn't understand why she was getting nowhere. Jan called me a "little bitch" with a laugh.

 

The fact that a boy would be at all attracted to me built up my confidence. I was feeling more and more comfortable in my ability to pass as a pretty young girl. Jan cautioned me that I was overdoing the girlish mannerisms. I looked more like a fem then a girl. I took her advice and toned it down. Hey I had only been a girl for two days I thought I was doing pretty good.

 

"After lunch I have a big surprise for you Ky . We are going to take a trip up into the attic". By the look on her face I knew I was in for something big.

  

  

  

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