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The drive into town was uneventful. After my aunt pulled up in front of the beauty parlor, I opened the door and slid out as I always have.

The difference was that in a dress, I succeeded in having it ride up to my waist. Two boys whistled appreciably at the leg show I had provided.

Tracy giggled as I turned several shades of red. We entered the beauty parlor and Debbie introduced herself. We'll have him all dolled up in no time.

Strip down to your bra and panties and put on a robe, honey. As soon as I sat in the chair Debbie and two other beauticians practically attacked me!

One girl waxed my legs and gave me a pedicure. The second installed ceramic nails and pierced my ears. Debbie, meanwhile, cut my hair, gave me a perm and plucked my eyebrows.

Although most of the procedures were uncomfortable, I still got the impression that I was pampered.

While I sat under the hair dryer, Tracy handed me fashion magazines to read. I couldn't hear over the roar of the dryer, but Tracy would point to an outfit and then point at me, indicating that I would look good in it.

My hair was styled and I was sent to get dressed again. My nails made everything more difficult, but I managed to put it all back on. The pantyhose and slip felt different against my hairless legs.

I returned to the chair and waited while Debbie restored my makeup. The trip home was uneventful except for my sore earlobes. Once there, my feminine training shifted into high gear!

Tracy had me put on a pair of spike heels at least 4" tall and balanced a book on my head to teach me how to walk convincingly.

While I minced back and forth, she read me teenage romance novels and quizzed me on the girls' actions. Would you wear a long prom gown or a sexy short one?

How would you have dressed for that big date with Bob? Do you think it's embarrassing wearing those little cheerleading skirts?

What do you think that wedding gown felt like? Before long I was concentrating on the questions, only occasionally thinking about managing my heels.

Aunt Helen came in after about an hour and gave me few pointers. And keep your legs together as you walk.

You should feel you nylons rub against on another with every step. After another hour, me feet ached! Tracy let me change into a pair of flats and had me practice sitting in a chair, crossing my legs and then getting up.

The goal was twofold- to keep my skirts unwrinkled and to avoid displaying more of my feminine underpinnings than I wanted to. It turned out that I tended to be too modest!

We don't think twice about flashing a little thigh and the boys love it. As long as your panties don't show, it's probably OK.

At last the exercise was over and I was given another teenage romance novel to study until bedtime. I had to write down each outfit mentioned and guess about what underthings would be appropriate.

Finally, under Tracy's direction, I put my hair up in rollers, creamed off my makeup, took my 'vitamins' and applied the lotions.

I slipped into a pink baby doll set and quickly fell asleep, dreaming of lace and lingerie. The next morning I showered with a cap on and dusted myself with scented powder.

Tracy knocked on the bathroom door and told me that we were going to the mall and I was pick out my own outfit.

With my hair up in curlers, wearing a pink terrycloth robe and selecting dress from my closet, it struck me that anyone seeing this would have a hard time believing I was a boy.

I finally settled on a simple black sheath with little cap sleeves. I laid it on the bed and picked out a pair of black leather pumps with little roses on the toes.

Concentrating, I slipped on a pair of nylon panties and a new pair of off-black support pantyhose. I had to slide my male equipment down between my legs to give me a credible girlish front.

I donned a padded black bra as Tracy had showed me by hooking it up in front and then twisting it around into position.

Next I tugged on a black full slip and adjusted the shoulder straps. I sat down and took the rollers out of my hair and brushed it out.

It still looked good! I sponged on some light foundation and managed to get my mascara on without smearing it.

A little blusher and lip gloss completed my makeup. I stepped into my dress and shrugged it over my shoulders. What a time I had zipping it up!

I stepped into the heels and minced over the full length mirror. The dress was kind of short, but not too inappropriate, I thought. Remembering my fashion magazines, I clipped on a string of pearls and pinned on a silver broach.

I would have changed earrings but my ears still were too sore. I carefully descended the stairs and entered the kitchen. Both Tracy and my aunt went into another round of gushing over my feminized self.

They complimented my on my choices and even made me hike up my skirts to show them my lingerie. After a light breakfast, Tracy gave me a shoulder bag and we all drove over to the mall.

I was a little more confident slipping out of the car this time and even managed a smile when my aunt commented on what a racket we three were making in our heels.

We visited clothing stores, one after another. Dressed as a boy, I only caught a quick glance at ladies lingerie in stores.

Now, here I was not only slowly examining frilly little undergarments, but I was forced to consider actually wearing them! It was embarrassing to consider how much of a sissy I had become virtually overnight.

I'm sure I blushed as the salesgirls folded each piece and carefully packed them. The two females seemed to have unlimited energy as they helped me try on outfit after outfit.

I wound up with two everyday dresses, plenty of blouses and skirts, a strapless cocktail dress and a suit. The shoe store was next and I noticed the clerk looking up my dress as he fitted me with each pair.

I tried to remember Tracy's training and understand that girls really didn't mind a little ogling. My aunt and Tracy made all the selections and I wound up with two pairs of truly towering pumps, one with open toes, a pair of strappy sandals and a pair of red ballerina flats.

I was exhausted when the two relented and, loaded down with boxes, returned home. I was storing the purchases when Tracy entered my room and casually mentioned that we were going to a dance that night!

The thought of a boy reacting to my girlish appearance revolted me but Tracy explained it was just practice on how to act feminine. After dinner, while Tracy was getting herself ready, Aunt Helen concentrated on me.

She started with a tight bustier, complete with garters, and white glitter stockings. I wiggled into a red control panty and caught a glance of myself in the mirror- I wasn't the best built female in the world, but I looked sexy.

She seated me at my make up table and pinned my hair up in a pretty french twist complete with flowers.

She made me up more dramatically than before and tied a short crinoline around my nipped waist. I was zipped into the sleeveless silver cocktail dress before buckling on the strappy silver sandals.

She clipped on a fake diamond choker, silver ankle bracelet and carefully substituted long dangling earrings for my "trainers".

A tiny wrist watch, several costume rings, a liberal dosing with perfume and I was ready. I didn't want to admit it, but I felt pretty!

I made my way downstairs to wait for Tracy. What a strange sensation- my crinoline was making a racket under my dress while the garters tugged my nylons into wrinkle-free perfection with each step.

I sat down carefully only to have the hem of my dress pop up to eye level. My aunt laughed and explained that with my full petticoats I had to sit on the very edge of a chair to keep my modesty.

Tracy came down the stairs, looking beautiful, and we complimented each other. I was still admiring her when the doorbell rang.

I sputtered out "Thank You" in a high voice when Mike told me I looked terrific. Aunt Helen wrapped a lace shawl around my shoulders and handed me a silver clutch purse.

She took photos of the four of us and I tried my best to smile. Mike offered his arm and it turned out I needed it as I might have fallen teetering down the steps in my new heels.

I'm sure I looked delightfully helpless and feminine. Dave had brought his Camaro and it was impossible to get into the low back seat with any modesty!

We drove to the dance with me constantly fighting to keep my skirts down but only succeeding in putting on a private peep show for Mike.

What a contrast it was to look down and see Mike's sturdy shoes and thick trousers next to my fragile sandals and delicate nylons with my painted toe nails peeking through.

How had I gotten myself into this? What if this big guy found out I was really a boy dressed up? Feeling my bare arm against his tweed jacket, I quickly decided my only option was to act a feminine as possible.

Choking on my words I fluttered my eyelashes and told Mike how strong he was. He responded by casually resting a hand on my nyloned thigh.

We got to the dance and again I put on quite a show getting out of the car. Tracy just smiled at my startled expression when Mike put his arm around my waist and ushered me in.

I was never a good dancer, let alone in heels, but when Mike and I started a waltz he led masterfully. I just stayed on my toes while he kept balance for us both.

It was humiliating to feel his hand on my back, toying with the zipper and bustier snaps. Every now and then he would grind his hips into me and even wearing a crinoline I could feel his manhood pressed against me.

I, meanwhile, had my equipment tucked up and couldn't respond under any circumstances. Whenever he twirled me, my skirts rode up exposing my stocking tops, garters, and even my red panties!

Several of the real girls glared at me and my brazen display. Tracy was no help at all, threatening to expose me if I didn't adjust my garters while Mike looked on.

I felt totally embarrassed watching the boys in their suits, knowing that I should be among them instead of wearing a pretty dress and passing myself off as a girl.

Boys were supposed to do important deeds to succeed, while I had been carefully prepared to present my feminine charms to anyone who cared to look.

With Mike's dancing skill, however, I finally relaxed a little and tried to enjoy myself as I glided across the floor.

The evening ended with me a little less frantic in the Camaro's back seat. I let Mike put his arm around me and even let him give me a peck on the cheek at the door.

I felt like a complete sissy and broke into tears as soon as Tracy and I got inside. Here I was, a boy, wearing a dress and sobbing into a lace hankie with mascara streaks down my cheeks.

My Aunt cleaned me up and made me take a hot bath before bed. I think it was that episode that broke my will. Starting that next day I was resigned to my pretty skirts and stopped thinking about the next time I would be wearing trousers.

I became more aware of women's fashions and admired a girl's appearance instead of mentally undressing her.

I began thinking of the feminine finery in the closet as my own. I completely mastered the art of walking in heels and no longer felt angry when a boy admired my legs.

I became addicted to romance novels putting myself alternately in the male and female roles. My aunt taught we dressmaking and embroidery.

Soon I was making some of my own outfits. The so-called 'vitamins' that I had been taking every day turned out to be female hormones.

The first inkling I had of the truth was when I noticed lumps under my nipples. I confronted my aunt who explained that she merely wanted to keep my masculine drives under control and that the slight changes to my body were only a temporary side effect.

Tracy was aware of the changes, of course, and made a big deal out of the first time I filled out a 34B bra without padding.

My hips had added weight as well, making my panties fit better. I had been masquerading in skirts for almost four months when Aunt Helen informed me that she considered me convincing enough as a girl to risk a trip to see my mother, who was temporarily out of jail pending appeal.

This involved an unescorted plane flight and my first solo outing since my feminization. The morning of my trip found me sitting in the foyer looking out the front window.

I was wearing a burgundy suit with a white see-through blouse with a standup collar revealing an utterly feminine white lace slip.

I had wiggled into cream- colored control top panty hose and beige leather pumps. Tracy had made me wear an underwire bra that urged my breasts into prominence.

Gold hoop earrings, an antique locket, a tennis bracelet and several rings completed my ensemble. I toyed idly with my necklace until it was time to leave.

Aunt Helen and Tracy drove me to the airport and stayed with me until I boarded the plane with my overnight bag and burgundy purse.

As I minced to my aisle seat, a wave of humiliation came over me. I had let two females take away my masculinity and now, without anyone guarding me, I was trying to pass myself off as a girl!

I had allowed myself to be petticoated and then cooperated in learning to become more and more ladylike.

My skirts were hiked up dramatically as I stood on tiptoes to store my bag. As we took off, I crossed my legs and began reading a new romance novel.

The men in the adjoining seats openly admired my legs and I even allowed a wisp of my frilly slip to remain on display.

The novel contained a steamy scene where the young heroine, on her way to the New World, was slowly seduced by a handsome pirate.

With my male equipment tucked away and inoperative, I couldn't respond to the sexy passages in the normal way- instead, I noted with alarm that my nipples hardened and the only gratification came from bouncing my leg and swinging my pump on and off with my toes.

Even unconsciously I had acquired feminine gestures! Just before we landed I took my cue from the females on the flight and freshened my lipstick and checked my hair and makeup.

When we landed, there was the customary rush for the exit. I waited for the plane to empty, since I didn't want to get tripped up rushing in high heels.

I normally didn't have to think about my heels, but I had only four months practice while these real women had had years and years.

I collected my things and slowly walked off the plane. It wasn't hard to spot my mother; she was wearing melodramatic dark glasses as some sort of disguise.

I walked up to her and whispered a hello. Her eyes went wide as she recognized me. Is that really you?

I was embarrassed to realize I was so feminized that I had been concerned about my makeup as we embraced.

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