DEDICATED TO THOSE WHO REQUESTED I DO ANOTHER OF THESE STORIES. By keeping me in the third person I find the flow of the story works with less mistakes.

 

A TS Fantasy 6                     by: Paul G Jutras

 

It all started after family and friends came down from Maine to Florida to spend Christmas with the family. Paul’s cat laid by the couch while everyone gather to have drinks and to talk.

"You told them just what I did huh?" Louie said as he took a sip of beer. He looked down at the cat as he sat in his white ball cap, T-shirt and shorts and tried to shoo the cat away. "What are you looking at?"

Ann just laughed as she sat cross legged on the floor in her blue sweat suit and sneakers while puffing on a cigarette. Pat in her white blouse and pink shorts reached her hand down and let the cat sniff it.

"At least you finally helped cleaning after breakfast." Paul’s grandma said in her white blouse, slacks and sandals while his balding grandpa laughed in his white T-shirt and blue shorts.

As Paul came home from shopping at Ron Jon Surf Shop in a blue blouse, a purple ankle length skirt with a flowery paten, soft brown panty hose and closed toe sandals, he kicked his shoes off and flexed his toes. His cat went running up and sniffed his shoes. Ever since Paul started on female hormones, the cat notice his body scent had changed and was now not sure if he was who he seemed to be.

Paul looked at how the others dress and a smile formed on his lipstick covered mouth. For years almost nobody in the family dressed up for the holidays. Especially in Florida. This was the first holiday since Paul got on hormones, and he was going to enjoy ever minute of it. As he took the cat to the kitchen, he put on her on and prepared to feet her lunch. She sniffed the sink, hissed at Paul and leaped over the counter and down the living room couch.

As Uncle Roger started to put on a CD of Christmas hits, he started to take the camcorder around the house to get his own family Christmas footage. As Paul left Aunt Pat and cousin Kim to work doing some last minute work on their share of Christmas lunch, he started filming the kitchen.

"Want some chocolate cake, Nick?" Kim asked her son as he came running over and sliding to the floor. As he landed on his knees she brought him a spoon covered in chocolate. "Stand up hon."

"Nice panty line." Kim’s father joked with her.

Kim looked down and her pink outfit and white sneakers. "It’s not my panty line," she said. "It’s my bodysuit line."

Nick ran and jumped up and down in front of the camcorder as Jennifer posted in front of the Christmas tree for pictures to turn into post cards. Her blonde hair looked lovely with her white untucked blouse, blue jeans and Ivory nylons that stopped at her ankles but made her look more dress up than bare feet. "Looking good," Roger laughed as he got her on tape.

"Get me on film!" Megan cried as she hopped up and down to try to get in lens shot. "Get me on film!"

"Will you shut up!" Kim shouted to her daughter. "Dad will you just go and turn that thing off. We’re trying to get some work done here."

"Why don’t we open presents now, then we can eat." Paul’s grandma said as she picked up a present with green wrapping and snowmen pictures on it. "This one’s for Nick."

As Nick ripped into the gift and his building blocks present, grandma went back underneath the fake pine tree. She pulled out one with blue wrapping paper and Santa Claus picture on it. "Nick, give this one to Megan while I find one for Jennifer."

While Nick had ripped through his wrappings to get to a building block kit, Megan carefully opened hers. She passed the card to her grandmother to read it to her. Not that Nick could care less about a card unless it had money attached.

"What is it Jennifer?" Roger asked his daughter with a grin as he filled her reaction. "Maybe something from L. L. Beans?"

As Jennifer pulled out a purple sweater, she held it out to the camera until he marked a comment that made her want to cry. "Looks big enough to fit me." He said as he kidded his daughter about her putting on weight.

"The next one is for Paula." Grandma said as he handed Paul one with pink Christmas wrap and Barbie’s picture all over it. When Paul did unwrap it, he found a Barbie doll inside. "We thought you deserved the female childhood Christmas you never had."

"Not all of them are like that." Paul’s mom passed her a box wrapped in She-Ra wrappings. When Paul opened it, he found an emerald necklace and matching bracelets for her to wear to her next counselor meeting. Paul could help but wrap her arms around her mom and give her a big hug. Paul barely notice as Uncle Raymond brought out a bike for Megan from the closet while she opened a present that consisted on a bike helmet.

By the time Kayla got a R/C racer car and Katrina an umbrella for school and some lovely blouses, Aunt Pat started to pass out the cake on paper plates. Taking a piece and a plastic fork, Paul sat on the couch with his legs crossed in a feminine manner to take slow bites.

"Get a shot of us together, Roger." Grandpa told his son as he stood in his plaid shirt, black slacks and shoes next to Katrina, who grinned with embarrassment. Her bright lipstick showed up well on the camcorder as she stood in a black choker, lime green dress with matching green hose and heels.

"What it!" Grandpa said as Megan and Nick ran through the house playing with an inflatable Santa Claus while Jennifer played with the R/C racer and scaring the cat with it.

That evening Paul was relaxing in the whirlpool tub with his breasts floating like twin islands on the surface and his manhood hidden by the foam when he heard Rogers voice. "Raymond, the low battery is flashing in the camcorder, is the new one recharged?"

"Yeah, I’ll get it for you," replied Raymond.

The next thing Paul new, Roger was walking into the bathroom with the camcorder turned on. Screaming, Paul sank as much into the tub as possible and hiding his woman hood along the way.

The next day most of the family decided to hit the beach for Roger and his family had to return north and go back to work. Dressed in a pink and white polka dot bikini and a blue shorts, Paul joined the family down in lawn chairs and beach blankets on the soft sand.

Paul’s mom sat up in a hair in a black bathing suit next to Aunt Kathy, who was in a black bikini. Katrina laid on her back on a beach blanket in a rainbow bikini Jennifer laid back in her chair and took up the sun in her pink blouse and silver shorts while Kayla began jumping waves in a black bikini with Nick in blue trunks and Megan in a pink one piece.

"Hey Raymond," Roger jokers. "Maybe we’ll get a rip tide to send your kids to Bermuda or something."

As Jennifer went ankle deep in the water just to cool off, the others continued to jump and have fun until sprinkles began to ruin things. Including the sand castle that Paul was working on as he pulled the beach towel over his head so that the coming rain wouldn’t ruin his hair style.

When the rain stopped instead of going back to the beach, we all head up to the flat roof and sunbathed up there until dark where they got ready to go out to dinner. Paul came out of his room in a white blouse, blue skirt, suntan hose and white two inch heels.

With the guys in suits and ties and the girls in skirts and dresses, Paul giggled at how the guys must be suffering and then turned as Megan played peek a boo behind the couch with his cat. Paul enjoyed hitting the shops in the mall and trying on new clothes while the others changed Christmas clothes that were the wrong size more than hitting the steak diner.

After Roger’s family left the next day Paul and his family prepared to head out on an outing. His mother had on a blue T-shirt with the energizer bunny saying 50 AND STILL GOING AND GOING... with her black shorts, white wool socks and sneakers.

Paul’s purple toes had finished drying just in time as he stepped out with blue shorts over the bottom half of his bikini and put on some daisy topped thongs. Taking his hormone pills, he was ready for the day no matter how late they stayed out.

"You suppose to be wonder girl or something?" Paul giggled at Katrina red tank top with a bare midriff and blue shorts with bright white American stars on them. She just frowned and joined Kathy in her purple blouse and white shorts and her father, Ray in his white T-shirt and black shorts. Kayla was already in the car in a green tank top and white shorts.

After an almost two hour drive to Orlando we took the monorail into the magic kingdom, where we saw one of Captain Hook’s pirates water skiing at one of the Disney resort lagoons.

Evening rushing to the back of the park they still had a ten minute wait in line for the popular Splash mountain. Paul was glad to feel the Disney fan/ spray bottle on his painted face and long raven hair as he stood in the morning’s dry heat that felt so cool and refreshing to finish.

What was needed after Splash fountain was a quick tour of the Thunder Mountain Railroad with its high speed to dry one off before going to see the Bear Jug band stage show.

"Where do you want to go next?" Kathy asked.

"How about back to Splash Mountain." Raymond responded to the sound of groans from the group.

"We just came from there a few moments ago." Kathy said. "You remember the line."

"The line is almost down to nothing now." Raymond said as he pointed to two characters from the Song In The South movie walking about the park in front of the attraction now.

"Okay, but then it’s off to Pirates of the Caribbean." Kathy responded.

"Hey look!" Paul said as he pointed to Baloo the Bear and King Louie from The Jungle Book movie walking around the park with one hand and ran his other through his long hair. "Can you get a shot of me with them mom?"

"Sure, Paula." Paul’s responded.

"I never seen so many characters outside of a meet the character spot." Paul said as he also got the autographs of Chip ‘N Dale in their Rescue Ranger costumes while Kayla gave each of them a hug.

Crossing to Liberty Square instead, they entered the haunted mansion and Paul found his camcorder didn’t work very well due more to the darkness than the spirits of the place. He filmed his best anyway.

"They’re always looking for one more haunt, Paula." Ray joked. "Want to be the 100^th ghost?"

"No, but it’s a shame that a group of sailors on leave caused Disney to stop putting women dressed as mermaids in 20,000 leagues ride. I’d of loved a job where I just had to swim and sun bath on the rocks."

"Check it out." Paul said as they headed for the castle as a short cut to Main street and saw the Disney characters surrounding the place in a song and dance act. "No wonder we ran into so many of them lately. They most of all been heading here. Though I never seen them do this type of performance before."

"Let’s hit Tomorrow Land and try back here later." Kathy suggested and they made their way around the park for Dream Flight, Mission to Mars and the favorite since the 1964 New York World Fair, The Carousel of Progress.

After Kayla insisted on the Mad Hater Tea ride, the whole group when on the park Skyway for the first time in their lives before taking Kayla to meet Mickey in person at the corner of Walt Street and Hyperion Blvd. The buildings were so colorful one would wear they stepped right into Toon Town from the Who Framed Roger Rabbit movie.

As they were taken into a large tent that played theme songs to The Disney Afternoon, a computer on stage started to sing: HEY DUDES, I’M NUMBER ONE. SIT ON DOWN AND HAVE SOME FUN.

Paul was surprise the them on The Disney Afternoon show had changed. With Mickey kidnapped, a Mickey Mouse Club mouseketeer name C.J. was aided by Tailspin, Goof Troop, Darkwing and The Rescue Rangers to get the park’s star attraction back.

After hitting Splash Mountain for the third time and Thunder Mountain for the second, it was time to leave the park before it got dark. Not to mention Kayla was driving her parents crazy with being pushed in a stroller she was way too big for.

The following day in a lovely sun dress and sandals, Raymond’s family and Paul headed down to Bush Gardens for the first time in their lives. Not knowing what to see, they notice a show was about to begin and hit it.

"I’m starting to wish I wore long pants." Paul said as a cool breeze ran up his dress, straight to his panty covered crotch. Paul soon learned why the arena was so cold as a series of ice skaters performed juggling, dance and a series of other routines in costumes from around the world.

If Paul thought the area was bad, he still had a chill with him as he traveled in line for the log flume ride. As the multi passenger car came down for final splash down, Paul had never seen such a splash in his life. As it passed over the bridge to the ride entrance, Paul soon wish he had the bikini on he wore before.

"We got room for two!" the guy running the ride called as Kathy and Katrina was taken out of line while the rest got splash three more times before seeing the girls exit the place.

"How about a shot of wet T-shirt video!" Ray laughed at the girls in wet white T- shirts and blue shorts.

"While you’re on the ride we’re going to one of the shops and get us something to change into." Kathy said as her nipples poked through her shirt.

Kathy held onto Paul’s camcorder as he got onto the Python Roller coaster and was strapped in. All his life Paul had only road wooden and metal coasters with raises and falls. The idea of loops made him nervous. Not half as nervous as the shoulder harness breaking just before the first of the two loops, and Paul held on with his weakened strength that made him curse the hormones he was taking for the first time in his life. He was relieved to get off the ride alive swearing not to go on any of the larger loop coasters in his/her life.

While Ray and the others, including Paula’s mom hit the larger coasters, Paul baby sat Kayla as she rode the baby/ little kid boat, airplane and train rides. He did join her on the carousel though.

After some Go- Kart rides, the others rejoined the two for both the Alligator lecture and the Elephant tricks show before it was time to go home.

Paula thought it was so funny to see the cat sniffing around the couch as Kayla laid stretched out asleep while the rest got themselves something to eat and changed out of their soaking wet clothes. Paul pulled on a Power Puff girl sleep T-shirt.

Their final morning visiting, Kayla ran around in a white tank top and shorts with a blanket like a cape. Her scaring the cat made Paul think that it was good they were going as he stood in his gray Frisky Sailor moon T-shirt and shorts. Joined his parents on the front porch to wave goodbye to them as they headed out to the airport.

On April 13; after Paul’s dad shipped back out to Europe, Paula and her mother decided to take a bus tour from Maine Line Tours which allowed them to stay at the Lowell Hilton hotel and catch some Roy Rogers fast food places.

Upon boarding the bus, Paul was dress in a American flag shirt with stars against a blue background along his chest and stripes at his stomach, with red slacks and blue sneakers. His mother also dressed a bit down in a floral blouse, blue slacks and white sneakers. Outside of the stops at a local Roy Rogers, the first day was simply spent on the bus being told what they’d see.

On April 14 it was off to see George Washington’s house where workers dressed the part in the Wythe House and along the grounds. Which including seeing an African American song in the work fields program.

The house it self was nothing compared to actually touching the real liberty bell from the revolutionary war or seeing the endless hills of headstones in Arlington Natural Cemetery to bring a tear to one’s eyes. It seemed that no matter where one pointed the camera, one could not get the ending of the cemetery into frame. They just seemed to go on forever and ever.

With a heavy heart Paul returned to the Hilton hotel room in his black slacks and Arlington T-shirt to have supper and moan in silence the passing of so many of America’s great heroes.

On April 15^th Paul decided to dress up a bit for the trip to the capitol. In a white long sleeve blouse, pearl white hose and two inch heels to go with a light blue ankle length skirt, Paula was amazed at the paintings inside the capitol. Especially the one in the inner center of the dome itself. Though Paul realized the heels weren’t the smartest think to wear with the number of marble stairs he ended up climbing. Made him feel like he was traveling the alps when the tour was over.

After the capitol it was off to the library of Congress and more important to him, the famous Smithsoldium. Paul was quite impressed with seeing the legendary Hope Diamond in person. Not to mention classic television archives such as the Howdy Dowdy puppet and Henry Winkler’s leather jacket from Happy Days.

The air and space museum section had all the classics from the Wright Brothers Bi- plane to the modern space shuttles. Since ever going to Europe was always a long shot, Paul made sure to take a shot of the Stone Henge model on display. A lot better than was ever seen in Kennedy Space Center. The Castle across the street made one feel like they were back in the middle ages.

Before moon raise, it was a quick tip over to see both The Jefferson and Lincoln Memorials. Two of the finest men to serve the country.

On the sixteenth, Paul decide to dress back down as cool weather set in and he wore a black shirt with the letters U. S. A printed in red along the front along with black slacks and shoes. The dark colors and letters seemed best to see the Vietnam memorial and the cold dark wall of names that seemed to go on forever. A wall for the men and women in the armed forces who gave their lives and those who remained missing, so nobody would forget. As Paul stared at the bronze statue of the three service men, his mind was on his father and the service to his country he continues to give.

That evening, Ann dressed in a white blouse with a green jacket and matching skirt, tan panty hose and three inch pumps while Paula dressed in a blue denim, sleeveless dress and black three inch heels. Paul thought it was too hot for nylons as they and those others on the bus tour was treated to a farewell fancy dinner. As Paula stared across the table at a young man in a black neck tie, gray shirt and pants, white dinner jacket and black polish shoes, she was glad to be in that kids shoes anymore. She’d rather cut her own throat open with a knife that wrap a tie around it again.

On the seventeenth; the only day of the trip to rain, they were back home. Glad the only rainy day happened on the final day of the trip so not to spoil things.

 

THE END

 

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