Tammy's First Easter

by Janis Elizabeth

 

It had been a little over ten months since I first discovered my son Tommy sitting in front of my vanity while dressed in my satin lingerie. When I saw how pretty he looked dressed in my satin attire, my heart ached for the daughter I wanted to have but could not. Even after he admitted to me of his love for wearing my things, I could not bring myself to punish him for what I considered to be a harmless act. After talking with him for some time, I had asked then if he would like to become my part-time daughter Tammy. I said that I would help him, if he desired, in his transformation. Tommy had enthusiastically agreed to become my daughter without a moment's hesitation. His features were soft and, once dressed and with some makeup, he easily looked like a pretty young lady. Since that first Friday, we had become like a true mother and daughter. Tammy and I had our regular beauty salon appointments with Joan and Linda. I don't know which of us was more excited about Tammy's first shampoo and set and manicure. I do know that when she got her first permanent a few weeks later she was very definitely excited. I remember her sitting in Joan's styling chair, very proper and ladylike, as perm rollers and perm lotion were placed all over her head. She looked so very feminine as the various steps of the permanent were properly performed. Afterwards, all Tammy could talk about was the body that her hair now had and her lovely soft curls that now framed her face.

Many things had occurred since then. I was able to enroll Tammy in a nearby private girl's school, where she wore a lovely uniform each day. Only the Headmistress of the school knew that Tammy was not a proper young lady. She explained that they periodically took special students like Tammy who were becoming young ladies through their own request or through that of the mother. She readily agreed to my requests to keep this information secret and to excuse Tammy from gym classes so she would not have to undress and shower with her classmates. Tammy had accepted the move to the girls' school easily and had even begun to apply herself to her studies. Her grades, which had been B's and C's, now became A's.

One very special day during this time occurred in the fall, during a long weekend, when I permitted Tammy wear my wedding gown. We had planned and discussed this day for several weeks in advance so that all would be perfect for her. On that Saturday, Tammy awoke early and had taken her shower. She returned to my room wearing only her towel properly around her. Earlier in the week I had gone to the bridal salon and gotten Tammy's white satin bridal lingerie, which was now laid out on the bed for her. She loved her white stockings adorned with doves and wedding bells and thought that her panties, with their satin wedding bell appliqués and the lace were exquisite. After she had put on her full ankle length slip and heels, she sat in from of her vanity and waited for Joan and the photographer. Joan took great pains in doing Tammy's hair and bridal makeup so that Tammy would be her prettiest. When she was finished, I am sure that no bride looked more radiant and lovely than my Tammy did at that moment. The photographer took pictures throughout.

I smiled as I looked at Tammy and asked of she were ready for her wedding gown. She also smiled and nodded, almost too emotional to say anything at that moment. Joan and I carefully removed the gown from its protective plastic bag and helped slide it over Tammy's body. The full skirt gently fell around her legs, while we settled the gown at Tammy's waist. Joan lifted the bodice of the gown while I watched as Tammy put her arms into the lace sleeves. Seeing my daughter dress in my wedding gown caused me to shed tears of happiness. Sensing my overwhelming joy, Joan proceeded to button the back of the gown for Tammy. She then had Tammy carefully sit down while she carefully attached her veil. Seeing the headpiece pinned to Tammy's hair and then watching the veil be placed over her face caused my tears to flow even more. On my wedding day, everyone had said that I was a beautiful bride. However, after seeing Tammy standing there now in my gown, I am sure that she is far more beautiful than I was.

I handed Tammy her bouquet, which was an exact duplicate of the one I carried when I was married. Tammy held it properly in front of her during the taking of the bridal portraits. Then Tammy cut a small wedding cake, which I had gotten for her, so that we might all enjoy it as a part of Tammy's wedding day experiences. All too soon the day ended and Tammy had to take off the wedding gown. She changed into a black satin suit with a straight skirt, a white satin blouse and black three-inch pumps. This was my going away outfit that I had worn after the wedding. Tammy stayed dressed in the suit until bedtime. When she went to change for bed, she found my white satin bridal negligee and peignoir lying on her bed for her to wear. After she changed into it, she looked so very lovely and pure in the virginal white negligee, just like a new bride on her wedding night. Before she fell asleep, she hugged me and thanked me for her special day. I smiled and said that seeing her in my wedding gown had made the day even more special for me.

December was really another special time for us as we celebrated her first Christmas. Tammy and I had dressed alike that morning, from our dark green satin lingerie and stockings to our red satin long sleeve blouses, green ball gown skirts and green three-inch heels. Her presents under the tree included satin lingerie and sleepwear, a satin blouse and skirt set, a satin knee-length dress and the one thing that Tammy had wanted since she began her transformation, an ankle length satin evening gown. It was a lovely sleeveless dress in royal blue satin with wide shoulder straps, a fitted bodice, a flowing skirt and a nice rounded neckline. When she saw her new gown, Tammy wanted to try it on immediately. Of course, I let her do it. In addition to the gown, I handed her a long white satin full slip, blue heels that matched the gown and elbow length white satin gloves. I followed her to her room and helped her change into her lovely dress and performed the true mother daughter ritual of zipping up her dress. I then added the finishing touches of some dangling earrings, a necklace and lastly, some of my perfume. When she was completely dressed, including her gloves and heels, I took her back in front of the Christmas tree for some pictures. I reminded her that, when she walked, she might need to lift up the front of her gown a little to keep from tripping over the gown's hem. She thanked me for the advice and then handled this flawlessly, just as she had handled everything new and feminine since her transformation.

The pictures that I had taken of Tammy in her evening gown that Christmas were framed and were placed on the mantle beside the bridal portraits of her in her wedding gown taken earlier in the fall. She looked so grown up in these pictures, even though she was my little girl. I still get tears in my eyes when I look at Tammy as the sweet, virginal bride.

Valentine's Day found us both dressed in red, from our satin lingerie to our stockings to our knee length satin dresses and heels. After dressing, we had gone out to a fine restaurant for a perfect Valentine's Day dinner. Tammy was so striking in her red satin outfit and her red three-inch heels. She definitely caught the eye of several young men that evening in the restaurant. With each passing day, my daughter was becoming more and more a pretty young lady.

About a few weeks before Easter, Tammy had asked if we could dress up for Easter the way girls and ladies did in the 50's and 60's. I readily agreed and went shopping for our outfits. Tammy knew that I had been shopping, but I successfully kept the secret of what our dresses would look like from her. Although Tammy was now a young lady, for this one Easter Sunday, she was going to be my little girl and her attire had been selected accordingly. On that lovely Sunday morning, I woke Tammy from a nice sleep. She looked so cute in her white satin hair bonnet and her light green satin baby doll pajamas. As she opened her eyes, she smiled and said, "Happy Easter, Mother." I wished her a Happy Easter as I bent down and hugged her. I told her that she needed to start getting ready if we were going to get to church on time that morning. I had already taken my bath and was dressed in my white satin lingerie, black stockings and blue heels.

Tammy quickly went to the bathroom to start her morning routine. About fifteen minutes later, she returned looking radiant and having that fresh clean scent from her shower and her use of the dusting talc. Quickly she put on her white satin bra, making sure she inserted her b-sized breast forms into the cups. I noticed that Tammy had continued to keep her body free of what little annoying hair that she had. Her white satin panties went on next, along with the requisite maxi pad. As she slid them up her legs, she commented on how nice and lacy they were. Her white tights were next and she carefully put them on and pulled them up her legs. She then put on her full, white satin slip and gently caressed the lace covering her budding bosom. Next, she sat in front of her vanity and carefully did her makeup. My heart was bursting with pride as she did her makeup flawlessly in application and moderately in the amount she applied. The pink shades she was using gave her a nice healthy glow, one that you would expect for a girl her age.

Tammy turned and looked at me expectantly for her new Easter dress. I took her into my room so that we could put on our new dresses together. I first took mine out of the protective plastic. It was a short sleeve royal blue satin dress with a full skirt. After I slipped it on, Tammy told me how lovely I looked and then went behind me and zipped me up. I put on my matching pearl necklace and earrings and my watch. I then sat in front of my vanity and put on my matching blue hat with blue netting, which acted as a veil. The netting came to just below my eyes. Lastly, I slipped a pair of wrist length white gloves on to my hands. When she saw my complete outfit, Tammy told me again how pretty I was. As I stood up, I smiled and thanked her for the compliments.

I then brought her dress out of the protective bag. I heard an involuntary gasp from her as Tammy saw her new Easter dress for the first time. She said, "Mother, it is absolutely beautiful." I helped her into the dress, which was a pink satin little girl's dress with a full skirt, an attached petticoat, short puffy sleeves, a straight neckline and a pink sash that could be tied into a bow at the back of the dress. It was the perfect dress for my little girl. Tammy eagerly put it on and then turned away from me so that I might be able to zip her into it and then tie a pretty bow for her. I then handed her a pair of black patent Mary Janes for her feet. She carefully sat down and slipped them on. I had her remain seated while I placed her white hat adorned with flowers on her head. Her white purse and little white gloves completed her outfit. After she stood, she looked at herself in the mirror and said, "Mommy, I really am your little girl today."

Although she was dressed as my little girl, I said that she could have a few big girl things, including some jewelry and wearing some of my perfume. This delighted her as I sprayed the fragrance lightly on her. She was pleased in wearing a pair of simple, clip-on gold earrings and a gold chain with a cross. I then surprised her with a pretty corsage for her to wear on her dress. Tammy looked down at it as I pinned it to her dress. I then asked her if she would pin my on. She smiled, took the flowers from me and neatly pinned it to my dress.

We drove to a nearby church where we had been attending since Tammy's emergence. As we made our way inside, others greeted us as they entered. I noticed a few men and teenage boys looking hungrily at Tammy, not so much for the young lady that she was but from the point of view that they wished that they were dressed in a similar fashion. The men tried not to be too obvious as they looked at Tammy, fearing the reaction from their wives should their looks be interpreted and understood. Inside, we were seated next to an older woman who nodded approvingly. Before the service started, she leaned over and whispered how nice it was to see mothers and daughters who knew how to truly dress in a style that was appropriate for church. She also said it was nice to see a mother and her daughter wear new spring hats to the service.

After the service, we greeted those that had sat around us. Several of the women commented that little girls' dresses were so pretty and were always in fashion, regardless of the girl's age. All complimented Tammy on her lovely appearance. Tammy thanked each of them and curtseyed to show how much she appreciated their nice words. Several nodded approvingly at Tammy's curtsey and said that I was raising my daughter properly. They also told both of us how nice it was to see women wear hats again in church.

We then went to a nearby restaurant where we had reservations for our midday meal. Again, as Tammy and I ate, I noticed several men and teenage boys eying her in her pretty party dress for a variety of reasons. Although I am sure Tammy was aware of the attention she was receiving, she did not acknowledge it and simply enjoyed a nice meal while chatting with her mother. As we were leaving, one teenage boy shyly approached her and asked if she minded being dressed as a little girl. Tammy smiled and said that, while she dressed in age-appropriate fashions all of the rest of the year, she was happy at Easter to simply be my little girl. The boy almost whispered that, if his Mom would allow it, he would love to be her little girl any time she wanted. Be fore we left, he whispered how lucky Tammy was to be a girl and dress in pretty things all the time.

Tammy and I had a pleasant ride home. I asked her if she wanted to change her clothes before she played with her Easter basket. She said that she would like to remain in her pretty dress. I told her that she would need to wear a pinafore over her dress to protect it. When I handed her a lovely white lacy pinafore, Tammy said she would gladly wear this to protect her dress. She slipped it over her dress and I tied it in the back for her. Except for the color of the dress, she looked exactly like the pictures of Alice in Wonderland. Her Easter basket had a little candy, some satin panties and a replenishment of some of her makeup.

At bedtime, Tammy changed into her pink satin baby doll pajamas, put on her satin sleep bonnet and crawled under the covers. As I tucked her in, she reached up and hugged me, thanking me for letting her be a little girl, at least for this one day. I wished her pleasant dreams, shut off the light and left her bedroom. As I sat in the family room reading, I thought how fortunate that I was to have a child who, although my son by birth, was agreeable to being my daughter also. As Tammy, she was such a joy and I would continue to assist her toward her true feminine persona for as long as she wished.

  

  

  

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