Date: Tue, 10 Jan 2012 20:58:41 +1300
From: julian irwin <julian.nz69@gmail.com>
Subject: A Dream comes True ch 13 Transgender Teen

Yes it has been a while since I've added any new chapters. Well after
getting an email a few weeks ago about it, I decided to start putting up
what I have so far got written. Thanks you Zack.

Remember to be 18yr to read from this site. OK you are so carry on and hope
you enjoy it and do feel free to lets know what you think, feed back helps
to keep me going on.

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Chapter 13.

"Would you like to help Mummy get dressed this morning Jessica?" I was
asked as we headed upstairs, still wearing our nighties and gowns.


"Oh yes I'd really love to help you. Can we dress each other?" I asked with
much enthusiasm.

An answer wasn't needed; the glowing smile and the pulling of my hand
towards her said it all. I felt so much more at ease now. I helped take off
her nighty, seeing this attractive woman standing naked before me, even
without me blushing. But still I couldn't lower my eyes to her undraped
sacred womanly part.

Acting as this is a normal everyday occurrence. I took the jag of `Freesia'
perfumed talcum powder and large fluffy powder puff, lightly I dusted over
Mummy's upper body. About to put the talcum powder away when I got asked,
"Haven't you forgotten somewhere that needs powdering?" I just froze in my
tracks; I blushed knowing where she meant. I knew I had to do it, I knew
it's not going to bit or eat me up. Taking the powder puff, dabbing it
freely in the powder, I began patting softly over Mummy's lower region.
With each dab I seemed to relax a little more knowing I can do it. On
finishing and looking up smiling triumphantly to Mummy, as to say *I did it*

"Now that wasn't so bad was it sweetheart?" with that I received a warm
embrace and kiss.

If this is going to be my reward every time, I'm happy to make it a daily
habit. I love Mummy's kisses.

I was allowed to pick out underwear for Mummy to wear. You can imagine the
fun I had sorting through her drawers finding the most adorable bra, a pair
of equally elegant French Knickers with a good inch or more of fine lace
adorning each leg opening. The suspender finished of the set beautifully.
The whole set was in a lovely lemon shade of silk and fine lace. Then I
took great delight in helping Mummy into all these pretties, yes,
everything even holding the adorable knickers while she stepped gracefully
into them. Oh how I longed to kiss them as I knelt before her, gently I
proceeded raising them up her elegantly shaped legs. I made sure they sat
just as neatly as did each bosom under the silk bra cups. I felt really
proud of myself, all my inner tensions have at long last vanished, for
good, I hope. It must have been the nervousness of helping which kept my
clittie in a deflated state.

I was so happy watching, admiring Mummy as she viewed the image in the full
length mirror. Letting her hands caress lovingly over the knee length
petticoat, from pert breast downwards. I know it was mostly for my pleasure
she did it, but hey! Who am I to say anything? Mummy is the most wonderful
loving person in the world as far as I'm concerned. I took a couple of
steps closer to be beside her. Wrapping my arms around her waist, resting
my head on her right shoulder the best I could under the restrains of my
breast pumps, I told her. "You look so beautiful just in your lingerie,
would you stay like that all day?" I asked, wondering what the response
would be.

Turning slightly and pulling me to stand before her, she then asked. "Don't
you think I look feminine enough wearing a dress or skirt? Plus I have
housework to do."

"Oh yes, I think you look beautiful in whatever you wear. But . . . . . ."
I didn't quite know how to finish my statement encase it sounded naughty.
So I answered the second part by saying, "You know I love doing housework,
once I've got the washing done I can do that. So you don't have to do
anything, except make sure I do it the way you want." as I rested my face
between her silk and lace covered breast.

While stroking lightly over my hair I was told, "I will think about it
darling. Now what is this `BUT' you couldn't finish."

"Well don't take me wrong. Your petticoat is so pretty and it would be a
shame to hide it under a dress when you don't have to." As I looked up
hoping my reply satisfied. It must of as my lips were kissed.

Once I'd brushed, combed and re brushed her hair to my satisfaction, yes
Mummy's also. I was over the moon when she asked, "Would my lady in waiting
care to do my makeup?"

"You mean me, do your makeup for you?" as I jumped to the side looking
straight into her eyes. Thinking I've only done my own maybe twice, now
Mummy is trusting me!!

"No my dear, the excited girl in the mirror is who I mean." giving a cheeky
smile to me, "You have to learn sometime Jessica, and there is no time
better than the present."

With much excitement, concentration and advise each step of the way.
Make-over was completed in about 30 minutes. And may I say, it wasn't too
bad either for a beginner. Well I will get better I was assured of that.
Must say I felt like a proper girl while doing her makeup, even with pumps
getting in the way. To finish off my assignment I was asked, "Can I at
least wear a robe over my pretties if I'm not allowed a dress?"

"Yes I can allow that, only if I choose which one." I tried saying while
giggling like the girl I feel I'm becoming.

With much pleasure I took a lovely satin and lace ivory negligee from the
wardrobe. The sleeves and top portion were full rich lace in a floral
pattern, while the shimmering satin of the skirt flowed gracefully from a
little below the bodice. Standing behind Mummy holding the negligee
daintily in each hand while she slid each arm into the appropriate full
length lace sleeves. Satisfied I came to the front fluffing around making
sure it sat sweetly, but not hindering the view of one beautiful silk
petticoat beneath.

"I think it best if we leave the ties undone. It shows of the contrast
between the lemon and ivory superbly." was my feminine belief to Mummy.

"You know, I think my Jessica is becoming a real feminine girl now, isn't
she?" Mummy said while pulling me into a warm motherly embrace.

"Yes I really feel I am also. You don't think I'm naughty for wanting to
see you dressed just like this, do you. Because I really just think the
petticoat is so beautiful and it's a shame to cover it if you don't have
to."

"No Mummy knows you're not thinking naughty things. You are just one
lovable Transvestite who loves beautiful clothes. Isn't that true?" I just
nodded my head in complete agreement. "Now what say we release these pumps
then makes this girl look even prettier?"

"I think that's a wonderful idea, then I can do the washing and start my
housework."

In no time I was standing dressed in all my pretties. Makeup applied in a
much shorter time than I had taken. A lovely pale green [almost an eggshell
shade if you look at a colour chart] crepe short sleeve blouse was buttoned
up, under the collar a long silk teal scarf tied into a lovely floppy bow.
Lying on the bed waiting to cover my lower body, one above the knee length
teal floral patterned seersucker skirt. In no time my eyes were focussed on
the girl in the mirror. My hands caressing lightly over my breast, as I
wondered how long they will take to show out proudly for all to see.

"Do you think it's these pills I'm taking that are helping me act and
reason more femininity?" I asked.

"As the Doctor said, they are to help you come to terms with your girly
emotions. In your mind you want to experience all the elegance of being a
beautiful feminine girl. So these pills are to help you along this
electrifying path. Which I know you're cherishing every morsel of, would I
be right?"

"Yes you are so very right, I never realized how wonderful I was going to
feel within myself than I do right now. It's so hard to explain." as I
looked to Mummy, guessing she already knew the answer, after having Denise.


I was so taken with the image before me and my thoughts, that I didn't
notice Mummy now standing waiting to adorn my head with a white satin
mantle. One of which sweet Annabel had given me to wear while doing
housework.

"Would you like to wear this which doesn't quite go with your clothes or a
matching bow in your hair?" I was asked while she held both in her hands.

"I can't wear a bow; Annabelle gave me the veil for this very purpose." I
made known.

"I thought you would say that, that's why I had to ask. She means a lot to
you doesn't she?"

"Yes almost as much as you and Denise do. I'm so lucky having you all,
aren't I?" with that, the white mantle covered my hair ready for me to
start being the housemaid. But not before I donned ones frilly white
pinafore and had the bow tied at the rear.

With the main washing flopping gently around in the machine, I went to work
doing all the delicate hand washing. It gives such a wonderful feeling
having all these dainty feminine treasures swilling lovingly between your
caring fingers. The knowledge that these articles covered the most intimate
parts of Mummy's, Denise's and my bodies, it's so different to doing boys
under things, they always went in the machine with all the rest of the
washing. Don't get me wrong I loved hand washing Shane and Andrews silk
shirts and satin boxers when they needed it. With all these little things
hanging in the drying room, I went to work dusting and vacuum cleaning the
lounge. Only to be interrupted by Mummy carrying two cups of tea wanting to
have a we talk.

Sitting so very ladylike, saucer resting in the palm of my left hand, cup
held ever so daintily by the thumb and forefingers of the right, little
finger bent slightly pointing outwards. I listened as Mummy firstly asked.

"Have you seen girls while they are having their periods?" I was asked.

"I don't know, I must of I guess. Like at work guess they must of had them
also wouldn't they have?" not wanting to mention my real mother or sister's
name.

"I take it that you don't really know much about them, wouldn't that be
true?"

"Yes very true, but I do know girls start them, sort of like when boys
start puberty and you know ......." thought it best not to finish that line
of thinking.

"Well you know how we said about Denise having a period. Well she started
this morning, so you may find her a little touchy at times or even she
might just want to take off to the bathroom. Just remember her sensitive
body parts are very touchy at this time."

"Yes I know that, that's why we can't do anything together isn't it? At
least it'll show me what I could be in for if I decide to have them, ah!!"

"Now that's all settled, but for a start just play her moods by ear. Ok?"

"Yes I wouldn't want to do anything to upset my big sister." I said smiling
over the `big' part.

"I've been on the phone to my Solicitor to see what is happening about your
adoption. Do you still want to go through with it?" she asked, like I was
having second thoughts about it.

"Oh Mummy you know I don't want anything else but to belong too you. I love
you so much." as I got out of my comfortable armchair to kneel at her feet.
Wrapping my arms around her waist, resting my head on her petticoat
enwrapped lap. I was about to try and plead my case further to be hers,
when she lifted my head to look at her.

"You look so cute at times like this sweetheart; I know you want to be with
me. But I couldn't resist seeing your reaction. How could anyone not want
you?"

Oh God, such a wimpish sissy I am, tears came to my eyes on hearing Mummy
say, "How could anyone not want you." knowing how I wasn't wanted. I was
helped up onto her knee as I cuddled into her, all I could say was "I don't
want to just be with you, I want to belong completely to you Mummy."

"Yes I know sweetheart and you will, now listen to what I have to say. On
Tuesday morning we'll be going to see my Solicitor. The thing is he thinks
the best and quickest way around it is just to change your name by Deed
Poll. He'll explain it fully to you, so don't worry yourself about the
adoption. You will still be all mine and this way the Burnets won't have to
be involved. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

"Yes I think so; I'll be Meredith Jessica Peterson forever more."

"Well what about Meredith Jesse Peterson. Jesse is both male and female? So
think about that. Because at times you will have to fill in forms using
your full name, like when you start work, it could be embarrassing signing
up as Jessica wearing a suit and tie. Just think of the nasty comments
you'd get. Even more so than what you got at school just for being Gay."

"I think it's a super idea, as long as Richard is not part of it. But I'll
still be known as Jessica Peterson by all who matter won't I?" Roll on
Tuesday.

I had just gone up stairs to make the beds when Denise arrived home.
Amazing how quick the day went. Well thinking about it, most of the morning
was spending quality girly time with Mummy. I was interested to see if I
could notice any difference in Denise now she's started her period thing.
Mind you I didn't know what I'd be looking for, as I don't think I've seen
any woman displaying signs, saying "Hey look I'm having my period." So
guess it will be just within the person, or something. But over the rest of
the evening I noticed how she wasn't quite as `romantic' for want of a
better word. I'm sure she must have got cramp a couple of times, as she sat
quite then took off to the bathroom.

Looking to Mummy I had to ask, "Is this what happens when you're having
your period? Is she in pain?" I had to know.

"Yes only a little, but not the sort of pain you're thinking of." I was
informed with a smile, then taking hold of my hand giving it a little
squeeze.

"Will I be able to take it like Denise is?" I wanted to know.

"Yes I'm sure you would, so don't worry about it. It's not like you have
even decided to go through a menstrual cycle yet is it? At least you have
Denise to observe before making your mind up. And just think a real girl
has no choice in the matter. Plus they have babies which is far more
painful than anything you can imagine right now. Then a beautiful baby
arrives taking all that agonizing pain away."

I didn't know what to say to that, but I know I have some thinking to do.

Waking on Saturday morning, realizing today is the day I'm to face up to
Andrew and Shane. Seeing me for the first time wearing a dress, makeup and
smelling like only a girl would. I began to think what will they say, what
will they be thinking. Will it be too much for them to handle. After me
living with them for so long as another Gay Boy enjoying our gayness
together, now for me to look and feel so much a girl. I cuddled into my
teddies for security, telling them I don't care what they or anyone else
thinks. Knowing I have Mummy and Denise who love me the way I now am. But
really deep down I do want Andrew and Shane to still love me the way they
did and treat me the way they did, as I still love them very much.

My thoughts were broken as Mummy entered the room.

"Good morning darling, did you have a good sleep?" she asked before
offering me a kiss.

"Yes I did thank you, I hope you and Denise did also."

"Yes we both did and I told Denise all about our lovely day yesterday.
She's so pleased you're getting more relaxed seeing my naked body. Now
let's get these mittens off you as it's after seven and we have to be
leaving by 9:30. I bet you're looking forward to seeing the boys again,
aren't you?"

"No not really, I've been lying here thinking about what they might think
of me now, seeing me as a girl."

Pulling me into her motherly arms like a protective mother would, kissing
the top of my head while stroking over my back, before pushing me out a
little.

"What is the trouble sweetheart, you are all tensed up because of visiting
your friends?" as she looked at me.

I just nodded my head while taking Cuddled into my arms. I was assured in
no uncertain terms that I'll be accepted for who and what I am. That I'm
the same person who lived with them, the same person they loved dearly and
thought an awful lot of. It isn't clothes that make you who you are; it's
what is inside the person that they and we all love. Mummy said she knows
first hand how much they think of me. How she almost had to swear on the
bible that nothing inappropriate would happen me when I came to live here.
With that over, Cuddles and I got pulled back into lovely embrace.

Once my clit had been tucked safely away under my gaff, Mummy proceeded to
dress me in my prettiest white satin and lace lingerie, even to wearing
Denise's silicone boobs in my bra cups. Over which I wore a beautiful long
puffed sleeved white chiffon blouse. My skirt was above the knee length
pleated grey silk with a multi coloured floral pattern through it. Around
my neck a lovely red satin square was rolled diagonally then knotted
sweetly so both ends hung ever so daintily to the left side over the
collar, in turn covering my little boy's apple beautifully. The final touch
was a silver trinket anklet around my right ankle.

Looking in the mirror all I saw was one pretty teenage girl of my age, not
the younger girl I dream of being dressed as. Mummy said this look will
give a much better impression to Andrew and Shane. After one final kiss to
Denise, who I must say wasn't really looking her radiant self. I wonder if
it's her period thing she's going through. I didn't like to ask till we
were in the car.

"Isn't Denise feeling very well this morning Mummy?"

"Yes she's fine, it's just the way she has woken up this morning." I was
told with a smile, which in turn left me still wondering if it is this
period she's going through worth it. Guess I'll find out soon enough.

About 9:45am we arrived outside my old flat. Fortunately a car had just
pulled out of a parking space right handy, so didn't have to walk the
length of the street. As keen as I was to see Andrew and Shane again, my
stomach had other ideas. While taking the cases from the boot of the car, I
was told to just take a deep breath there's nothing to be scared about. I
didn't have time to even take that deep breath, as standing right beside me
was Shane.

"God, you look so beautiful girl." while opening his arms ready to embrace
me in the same manner we always did. Even that we act of love shook any
nervous uncertainties I had away.

The first lovely sign of being a girl was when Shane insisted on carrying
the cases. Yes I know he would of even if they were full. On entering the
doorway, there stood Andrew with camera in hand ready to take Mummy's and
my photo as we entered. I felt like a Princess being pursued by the
Paparazzi, I loved it. Satisfied he then handed the camera to Mummy to take
a photo of him and Shane either side of me. I was then engulfed by Andrew
saying how stunning I look. Again I realized all my earlier trepidations of
what my ex flatmates would think were groundless. Andrews kissing was as
loving as it had always been. Well don't think he could change that in only
a week. He's got a long tongue you know.

It was so lovely the way he then took my hand leading me into the dinning
come sitting room. No Mummy hadn't been forgotten, they both took turns to
embrace her in much the same way, only she missed out on any kisses that
were on offer. I don't think they quite knew whether to offer her a kiss or
not so being the gentlemen they are, best to refrain. Mummy got offered a
seat, but I was told to just stand there, "let us have a good look at our
Jessica," Shane said, in turn sending my face a deep red with embarrassment
as they appraised the girl before them. I couldn't help but say, "Both of
you have seen girls before, you even work with some."

"Yes my Dear, but you are different to those they work with or on the
street." Mummy had to say in their defence.

After having a cup of Tea and little chat, Mummy said she wants to have a
look at some shops in Tooting. Which I guess was a way of leaving us to
have a good talk about what I've been doing. So she said her goodbyes for
now saying she'll be about an hour. Andrew led her to the door and I could
hear them having a we chat before the door closed again.

"Right now Jessica we want to know all that has been happening over the
week. But firstly now we're alone, let's see what pretties girls wear
underneath." Andrew said looking straight into my eyes.

I had no option as Shane was about to unzip my skirt. I knew there would be
no point in trying to act all modest, they both know me far to well for
that. So was happy to let Shane remove the skirt. Even under my gaff, I
couldn't help but get an erection try to develop, as hands fondled over my
petticoat. I just closed my eyes letting them touch where they wished. But
with one warning, "As much as I love you both, please don't make me cum,
will you?"

"No we won't do anything like that; we only want to see your pretties."
Andrew assured me.

"You've even shaved your pubis off," as his hand caressed all around. "It
still feels just as good, what do you think Shane?" next think another hand
started fondling around and who am I to stop them doing what they like.

"Just think no more pubis to spit out Andrew." Shane had to cheek to say.

"You are so rude, to think I was living with a couple of cock hungry sluts,
hope you don't molest Justin like this. [The new flatmate] Yes all my body
hair has now gone and gee it feels so good being hairless." I told them.

"These are so pretty." Shane said as he raised my petticoat bring my
beautiful white satin and lace panties into view. "You are one lucky girl
aren't you Jessica." he said. "But why have you got this thing covering
your cock?" he had to know.

"Yes I know I'm lucky." fortunately my answer about the gaff satisfied them
without any impolite remarks to a "girl."

"Have you got Boobs already?" Andrew asked as his hands started caressing
up over my blouse. Without even asking now he began undoing the buttons.
"We must have a look at them also." he said.

"No I don't have Boobs yet. I'm wearing Denise's breast forms." I informed
him.

I felt so wonderful having them both fondling over them, saying how real
they feel. I told them to take the pads out to see my little Boobies.
Explaining how I use hormone cream twice a day plus the pumps every
morning. In doing so Andrew said, "And to think how flat chested you were.
At least let me have a little nibble on the new you." as his mouth went
straight in.

"Don't bit them this time like you used to; they are still a little
sensitive." I had to warn him, knowing first hand how he loves using his
teeth.

Satisfied with the pretty underwear I'm wearing the fashion show came to an
end with Shane insisting he puts me back together again.

"You're really happy being a girl now aren't you Jessica." Andrew asked "Do
you think you could be just a boy again?"

"I'll still be wearing male clothes at times, like when I start work, just
as Denise does. I know I'm very happy being this girl, I just adore wearing
all these gorgeous clothes and being treated as a girl. I know I've still
got a lot to learn, but I don't think I could be a normal sort of boy
again. I really don't know even though my cock is still there and operates
just the same. I don't want to start taking hormone pills or anything like
that. I don't know what else to say, I've never thought about it like that
before. It's only been a week really and I'm feeling so wonderful inside,
if you know what I mean." while looking from one to the other. "But you
guys will treat me just the same as always, won't you? I'm still very much
the same gay boy." I almost pleaded, not wanting to be abandoned by them,
my saviours.

"You know we would never do that to you, we love you like our little
brother or should I say sister. You know I'd love to take you out some
night as my girlfriend." Andrew informed me.

I felt quite flattered hearing him say that.

"Now we've seen what lovely underwear our girl wears. It's time to tell us
what you've been doing." Shane said.

Well with so much happening to me I didn't quite know where to start. Even
more so, not knowing what to leave out, like having to wear mittens to bed,
going to bed to explore Mummy's nakedness. So started my telling them about
springing myself at the dress shop, which they thought hilarious, yes I
really see the funny side of it now, but at the time no! I also told about
going to have my voice-box operated on come next Tuesday, which they both
think is a good idea. Oh yes, that I'll also be starting school again,
again that brought laughter from them. I had no sooner finished telling
them how I want to be adopted by Mummy, to be hers and no longer a Burnett
when the door bell rang. Yes it was Mummy returning; gee an hour can go
very quick at times, well no it was almost two hours by the cloak.

With our promises to keep in touch as they are dying to hear the new
Jessica speaking in her new girly voice, but for Andrew to then come out
with, "Be a good little girl at school you're there to learn, so keep your
hands off all those boys, just give them our address."

Even trying to be the good girl in front of Mummy, I just had to advise
Andrew that I'll be keeping them busy or sharing them with Annabel. With
that there were hugs and kisses all around this time. As Mummy said if it's
good enough to kiss my daughter it must be good enough to kiss her, which
they both did, on her cheek.

In the car I apologized for saying what I did to Andrew in front of her.
But said,

"I can't let him have the last word can I? Isn't it a girl's prerogative to
have the last word?" giving a big smile towards Mummy. Who in turn said
"Yes it is in most cases if the man thinks he's getting on top."

I was so happy telling her how well the visit went and how pleased I am
that they still love me just the same. Even though it's only been a week
and have met just a few people, everyone has been so kind and accepting of
me. That I know I'm doing the right thing in wanting to live my life as
Jessica.

The next few days went as normal with me doing the washing of all our
delicate undies, nighties, even some of the blouses that Mummy says
shouldn't go into the washing machine. Really I don't know what I like the
most, doing the washing or later having to iron every item making sure they
look as pretty and fresh like new, watching as I go that none of the lace
gets creased in the process.

It was also noticeable the slight mood changes in Denise. One minute she's
as happy as, then she seems to get hot flushes or cramp around her lower
stomach area by the way she would hold down there. Mummy told me that
Denise is having a hard time with her period this month. Just watching her
makes me wonder if I would ever want to go through this for a week in order
to experience this side of womanhood. Somehow I don't think so.

On Monday night Mummy sent me off to get ready for bed as normal at about
8:30pm. Saying she'll be in shortly to do my breasts [she knows how I like
having her or Denise massaging the hormone cream in for me] then tuck me
in. No sooner had I finished cleaning and applying my night time lotions
when she arrived. Turning to say how she'd timed it nicely, as I sat
wearing only my panties and bra, but unable to mouth a word. I could only
look and admire, seeing her standing there in only her dazzling pale
turquoise just above the knee length shimmering satin with richly laced
bodice petticoat. My eyes couldn't stop from scanning her beautiful
feminine form, albeit covered. But I was reassured she was wearing panties
by the noticeable outline in that region. Still no words seemed able to
part my lips, only an appreciative smile.

Like it was an everyday occurrence to come and tuck me in wearing only her
petticoat. All she said was, "Let's take your bra off and see how those
budding boobies are coming along." Thankfully she wasn't about to remove my
panties also, as I had sprung one beautiful stiff erection on seeing her
state of `un'dress. Standing behind me while massaging both breasts
together, I knew my predicament had been noted, as Mummy said. "I think
you're loving this aren't you sweetheart?"

"Yes I am, it's much better than doing it myself." trying to cover up what
I knew she meant.     Looking at her through the vanity mirror a big `you
know what I mean' smile reflected to me.

There was no point in trying to hide what was obvious to all, as I stood to
remove my panties. Mummy gathered my nighty ready to let slither over my
now warm touchy breast. Still unable to hide one standing clitty as the
nighty made its downward descent, coming to rest on one protruding
obstacle. As to say `look at me, can we play tonight Mummy?' Quickly I
pulled the nighty free, letting it fall a little further to just below my
knees. After receiving a lovely kiss I was helped lie on the turned down
bed, ready for my mittens and to be tucked in.

Sitting on the bed beside me Mummy started caressing softly over my hair,
her fingertips made there way slowly towards my cheeks. My breathing had
become laboured; my clitty was now twitching quite noticeable. Looking up
to Mummy giving her an *Oh, Yes Please* smile. Smiling wantonly back at me
before saying, "I think my Jessica will be a lot more comfortable if we
take her nightgown off for a while."

I didn't have to be told twice, as I stood to quickly disrobe. At the same
time Mummy was making herself more comfortable, like sitting even a third
pillow up at the headboard to rest against as she lay in the middle of the
bed. Wondering what is going to happen as I looked on with much interest.

"I want you to lie across Mummy's lap sweetheart." at the same time
indicating how, to me. With a little help I was soon lying across her lap,
my head resting in her left arm facing her lace covered motherly breast. Oh
my god, this is so tantalizing that my already throbbing clit is now
leaking those first drops of clear fluid.

"Would you like to kiss Mummy's breast little one?" she asked knowing I'm
sure the answer.

Without a word my lips went adoringly to the lace enclosed taut nipple
closest to my mouth. Kissing was not enough, as I let my tongue encircle
one erect nipple, flicking teasingly over it at the same time. The soft
moans I heard, the gentle way my head was being fingered, I knew I was
pleasing my Mummy.

After about a minute or so I guess, it was suggested I lie back a bit while
she adjusts her petticoat. Something I wasn't quite ready for, as I watched
her free the left breast from its pretty enclosure. Helping me back to
nestle into her like a baby to its mother's breast, my mouth directed to
one darker shade of erect nipple. No instructions were needed as to what
I'm to do, after licking, kissing her firm breast showing her much love and
adoration. Instinctively my lips went to work suckling carefully, making
sure to keep my teeth out of harms way, while savouring this precious
moment.

The knowledge of feeding at Mummy's smooth full breast, the warm silky
touch of her luscious satin petticoat on my naked body, along with the
erotic sensual touch of soft satin scarf fondling my genital area. Lovingly
between my thighs, over my stomach this seductive square of fine satin
fabric left its wanton imprint, before caressing tenderly the length of my
clitty, filled me with indescribable lust.

All the while my hands were fondling the best they could over my satin
sheathed mother beneath me. Wanting to cry out in carnal lust, but not
wanting to take my mouth from Mummy's erect nipple. I soon got the
impression she's been down this road before, as she took my lips to hers
while still fondling gently on my throbbing clit.

Guiding my mouth back to her taut nipple which I delightfully licked and
kissed lovingly, before placing my lips securely over it once again.
Finally I got to the point where I could hold off no longer. My head fell
from Mummy's breast as I cried out. Thrusting my lower body upward in
uncontrollable spasms, my sissy clit seemed to grow thicker before spurting
out volley after volley of hot sissy juice to such heights. Thankfully I
didn't have my lovely silk nightgown on; it would have been soaked in sweet
sissy cream.

Lying across Mummy completely spent and exhausted, but still able to smile
to her. I watched as her fingers uplifted some of my spent juice, offering
it to me to savour, before repeating the process. Only this time those same
two fingers entered her own hungry mouth.

"I think my pretty little girl really cherished her new experience, would I
be right?"

 "Oh yes I really, really did." I said while letting my own fingers wander
over one sticky body. "Uuummm Mummy ........ can I ........ umm.... kiss
you ....... you know where?" I then asked, but looking down towards her
panties, then back waiting an answer.

"Yes certainly you can sweetheart." came with a charming smile.

I wanted to please Mummy as she had me and after so many tries. I knew this
has got to be the time. Lovingly I stroked over her elegant petticoated
body, offering little kisses as I did so. Kneeling adoringly beside her
legs, I looked back for her approval to continue. But all I saw was my
gracious mother lying there with eyes closed. By that image I knew I had
her consent. Kissing sweetly on each satin covered thigh before gently
raising the petticoat bringing into view her matching luscious fine satin
and delicately laced embellished French knickers.

On seeing them my heart almost missed a couple of beats. They looked so
beautiful, so exquisitely feminine. Even if I go no further, I knew I had
to touch them, to kiss them in the most devout way possible. As I did so,
my mind kept thinking how wonderful it is being so feminine, to wear such
delicately divine lingerie. After one last adoring kiss, I could linger no
longer; my heart was racing as never before. Putting my fingers gently
under the narrow elastic waistband, I slowly began lowering these
entrancing knickers. In doing so a little help came from Mummy, as she
raised herself to enable there removal. Letting them come to rest just
below her knees, I now looked at Mummy's exposed sacred area.

I knew I could do it, but before lowering myself, I looked up to her
saying, "I love you so very much Mummy." Resting my hands either side of
her legs, I bent down to kiss in the most worshipful way I knew how. Not
one, but two soft adoring kisses I placed over Mummy's virginal lips. In no
time I felt her hands stroking just as lovingly over my head. I know she
said something, but what I couldn't make out. Feeling ever so proud of
myself for what I've at last accomplished, but not wanting to over stay my
welcome. Raising her knickers before kneeling back up displaying one
beaming ear to ear smile, I fell into Mummy's waiting arms for a wonderful
mother daughter cuddle.

"That was so beautiful darling, you've made Mummy so happy." she whispered
in my ear.

Back in my nighty I lay quite contented with teddies either side of me,
while Mummy tied my mittens on for me, before tucking me in for the night.
After one last goodnight kiss she said, "I am so proud of you Jessica, now
have a good sleep."

As the light went out I couldn't help but pull Princess and Cuddles into my
arms telling them what I've just succeed in doing.

In no time Tuesday had dawned with Denise happily playing her fingers over
my face, like I'm a piano keyboard. "Wakey, wakey, a little girl has to be
up early this morning if she wants to go with Auntie to the Solicitors. You
do still want your name changed don't you?" she asked while I was trying to
workout how the night went by so quickly. Guess that's what happens after a
most gratifying night. I just had to tell Denise some of what happened, how
I even suckled pleasingly on Mummy's breast like a small child while she
gave me another amorous milking. And the greatest news of all, how I at
last kissed her down there, even taking her knickers down to do it. I know
Mummy would have told her all about it, but I was still feeling so elated
with myself. Denise was also very pleased about it saying, "It wasn't so
hard now was it and those lips didn't bite did they?"


With all the morning bathroom duties and breakfast [for want of a better
word] over it's now to see what I'll be wearing today, something pretty to
excite this Solicitor I hope. Well Mummy had other ideas, suggesting male
attire would be more appropriate for my first visit. Plus we can't have him
getting sidetracked by having a pretty girl sitting there. So it's to be my
navy suit, lilac shirt at least I'm allowed to wear a blue and silver silk
scarf tied in an ascot knot under the collar in place of a tie, and yes!!!
Underneath, all girl, well that is some consolation I guess. Once dressed I
may look all male, but inside of me I still felt very feminine, not quite
the girl and not the male the suit is trying to portray. But once I started
walking oh! What a differences that made, the flutter of the little fringe
hanging from the satin garter around the base of my clitty, along with the
ever present pulling between stockings and suspender. Something not even
this Solicitor guy can take away from me. So I left home feeling not quite
so bad and with the knowledge. That on our return I'll be one or more steps
closer to being Meredith Jesse Peterson.

Our visit went wonderfully well, Mr Watson or Simon as Mummy called him
explained everything to me, the difference between being adopted and deed
pole. So being a person of my age adoption would be a waste of time and
money, as I'm of legal age anyway. Yippee so I'm a grownup, must tell Shane
and Andrew, well maybe not I liked them treating as a kid brother or sister
now. Anyway seems I have to wait a couple of weeks for all the paperwork to
be finalized. I didn't realize these law people could be so nice and
friendly. Rather good looking also for a man in his fifties I would say by
all the grey hair.

On the strength of that being sorted Mummy and I went for a coffee before
heading home again. Oh yes, I was able to have a sandwich and for a special
treat a piece of chocolate cake. On our arrival home it took me no time to
change from this well dressed English boy named Meredith back to being an
English girl named Jessica. Well I might have looked to all outside as an
English boy, if they only knew what a girlish thrill I was getting. The
sensation of silk stockings caressing against my trouser legs, along with
the heavenly touch of my satin and silk undergarments. Yes it was 30
percent boy they saw 70 percent girl was the way I felt. I couldn't wait to
send an email to Annabel letting her know I'll soon be Mrs Petersons
daughter my name.

It was Friday morning, Denise had left for work, and I must say looking and
acting her normal self again. Seems her period is all but finished, I still
can't see myself going through that discomfort for seven days, just for a
female experience. As Mummy and I sat at the breakfast table I was asked if
I'm getting excited about going to school on Monday. Well with so much
happening in my life these days I hadn't given it much thought. Even
Annabel mentioning it in her email the other day it still seemed a week
away. Well guess that week has almost passed; now the reality of it has
arrived. Along with it comes my so called little operation to help me talk
like a sweet girl, I hope.

"Now to help you get through the weekend without worrying about the thrills
of starting school again on Monday along with your operation on Tuesday.
I'm sending you away this afternoon until Sunday afternoon. How does that
sound sweetheart?" I got asked with a smile.

"No Mummy please, I'll be alright I don't want to leave you and Denise for
anything. I only want to be here with you both. It'll be bad enough not
being with you next week, so please don't. Where did you want to send me
anyway, to some halfway house?" I said feeling sad and not knowing where
she wants me to go.

"Well, I guess it could be called a halfway house. You see I was talking to
Helen, she was saying Annabel will be home this weekend, so we thought it
would be a good time for you two girls to get to know each other better.
Remember how Annabel wanted you to go and stay with them for the weekend?
If we said yes that will be fine, well know Annabel she would get nothing
done at school thinking about this weekend to come. This way she doesn't
know and if I told you I couldn't see you not dropping a hint or more. So
best to keep you both in the dark, but seen as you want to stay here that's
OK I'll give her a call and say Jessica doesn't want to leave her mothers
side."

"No you don't have to do that, I think the break away will be good for me.
Also it'll let you and Denise have uninterrupted time together again,
without me hanging around." I said with her and Denise foremost on my mind,
well not quite.

"You seem to be in a habit of changing your mind lately darling. First you
didn't want to go back to school for only a couple of weeks, then you hear
about the boys, so now it is a wonderful idea. Next you didn't want a
weekend away, now suddenly you do." Mummy said before inviting me to go sit
on her knee. That I didn't have to think twice about as I put my arms
around her for a nice big hug.

"Well you see, I don't want to disappoint Annabel by not going, having her
there all weekend alone." was foremost on my mind, if you believe that pigs
fly.

"She doesn't know anything about it yet, that's why I haven't told you till
now."

"You know I wouldn't say anything, remember you check my emails before I
send them."

"That's true, but thinks of the state you'd be in all week, knowing you'll
be going to stay with Aunty and Annabel?"

I couldn't answer that, so decided a lovely kiss would do the trick.

After cleaning away all the breakfast things, it was time for a shower and
hair wash.

"We'll give you a nice bubble bath later. But for now I want to put your
hair in rollers, so you look the sweetest little girl going to stay with
her Aunty."

"And Annabel." I had to remind her.

I felt so excited on hearing that, as I haven't had my hair put in curling
rollers before. Quickly I showered then shampooed my hair using a lovely
perfumed shampoo and conditioner. After putting my breast pumps on, I was
back sitting in front of Mummy's vanity watching with great interest as six
heated rollers were rolled then pinned tightly into place. Yes they felt a
little uncomfortable at first before a hairnet went over them to hold
everything in place. I was beginning to realize what girls go through you
make themselves look beautiful.

The rest of the morning went so fast, sorting out what I'm to take with me.
I asked if I could take my scrapbooks to show Annabel. Yes Mummy was
curtain Annabel would love them. Also I had to take my sachets of powder to
make up my girly food and of course one large yellow bib with rabbits and
teddies all over it. I know it sounds babyish, but I've loved wearing it
since that first day I arrived at Mummy's house. Wearing it was my first
act of being feminized. Although I don't have much in the way of girls'
clothes, as yet, I was told I wouldn't need much anyway. Aunty has plans to
dress me and Annabel up in pretty sissy clothes, "like you told Annabel how
you wanted to dress like her, when you first met." Oh did hearing that put
delicious thoughts in my head. Annabel and me dressed as two luscious young
sissies all weekend.

Before I knew it, I was back sitting in the bath full of bubbles and sweet
smelling bath oils. Lying back letting Mummy lather me up with `Elegant
Rose' soap, the smell was heavenly. I sat there completely lathered till
Mummy had washed every part of my body, to let the fragrance penetrate deep
into every pore.

"I know you'll want to smell as beautiful as you're going to look for your
weekend with Annabel. So a good dusting of Elegant Rose talcum powder and
body spray won't go a miss, will it my lovely?" I was asked while being
patted dry with a large white fluffy bath towel.

"I'm really loving being a girl Mummy, smelling so beautiful, dressing in
all these adorable clothes and able to wear the most exquisite perfumes.
Things I dreamed about for so long." I told her while standing in a far
away dream world, where everything is full to overflowing of sophisticated
sissies.

After another application of hormone cream I was helped on with a most
stunning new palest of lavender satin bra. It was edged completely around
the cups in inch wide ruffled lace. Sitting so daintily between the bra
cups, one bold violet satin bow with the ends hanging a good couple of
inches below. Even though my hands got smacked away, there was no way I
could stop them from caressing gentle over this most desirable feminine
article of underwear. It feels so right now for me to be wearing a bra and
I have to make sure it is for real you know. I could only give Mummy a big
smile, as she said how all girls love touching over their training bras
once they notice their swelling developing.

The suspender belt was a blue one that I've worn before, with six
suspenders dangling, excitingly waiting to do there obliging job of holding
my fine tan nylon stockings taut, to delight the wearer as she walked.

"I was going to put a lovely big white bow around your clitty. But by the
looks of it, I think your gaff will be best suited."


"Oh no please! I'll try to get rid of the problem quickly, only I'm so
excited about everything. Look at my hair in these rollers; you can smell
how radiant the perfume must make me feel, I'm not even dressed yet either.
Plus I'm to spend the weekend with the most gorgeous girl around, who
wouldn't want to see me all tucked away under a gaff. Would she?" Case
closed.

With that Mummy did the most unthinkable, unladylike act upon a girl's
clitty. Yes, grasping it firmly near the base and giving one unbearable
agonizes squeeze and twist. Coursing gasps of anguish to eject from my
almost muted mouth, the pain was so great. In no time any elation my clitty
had, had quickly abscond. I tried to explain to her how I know of a much
more pleasurable and painless way of achieving the same result.

"Yes, but wasn't this quicker and don't you want to keep it all, to share
with Annabel?" I decided silence with a smile the best responds.


One flaccid, docile clitty now sitting in the way Mummy said they should
sit. She went to work wrapping an inch wide white satin ribbon firmly
around the base, either side of my cherry basket, before tying it off in a
lovely big bow. I love wearing pretty things on my clitty it gives me the
sensation of being so much a complete sissy.

Satisfied there would be no more erect clitty I watched open mouthed as a
pair of lavish panties which matched my bra were held before me. Around
each leg opening hung a good two inches of scalloped violet lace. Sitting
sweetly to the side and over the lace of each leg a lovely matching satin
bow, another sat just as sweetly at the waistband with its ends hanging a
good couple of inches below. They seemed to be calling out `I'm for a sissy
girl-boy to wear' and I'm that sissy girly-boy who is salivating at the
mouth craving to wear them.

I asked if I could just hold them gently before putting them on, to savour
the soft shimmering fabric on my smooth face, to offer them a loving kiss
at the same time. Well would you in all honesty let them be put on you
without being able to hold them to your face to feel there shimmering
fineness. At least I remained under control down below this time. They felt
so soft and delicate against my face, after a couple of tender kisses I
held them out gently for Mummy to take back. As they were being raised up
my legs, I could only shiver in delight, the thrilling touch against my
stocking enclosed legs before coming to rest a my slim waistline. God I am
becoming such an emotional girl.

Once my equally luscious short satin petticoat sheathed my body, it was
time to work on making this girls face look just as graceful. It wasn't
till Mummy had removed the rollers and worked her magic with my hair, that
I had lipstick put on. A pretty `purple heart' shade which went beautifully
with the `pearly pink' vanish of my well manicured fingernails. Isn't it
amazing how lipstick makes the face look a hundred times better than
before? Standing looking in the full length mirror, I was so jubilant
seeing the result of having my hair put in those circling rollers. Turning
to Mummy wrapping my arms lovingly around her waist, I couldn't thank her
enough.

"Jessica sweetheart, the way your hair is growing, the next time I promise
you it will be done at a beauty salon. Where you're going to get the full
treatment, in the way us girls love to be pampered."

I couldn't stop little tears of happiness come to my eyes. My arms remained
firmly around her waist as I tried to say thank you and I can't wait for
that day to arrive.

I got sent off to my room to fetch my ankle socks and the wide lace garters
with the lavender ribbon threaded through. I love wearing them; they sit so
daintily over my little white socks, plus my black two inch high heels
shoes. Oh! The thrill that awaited me on my return, lying on the bed one
beautiful pale lavender silk half-slip, overlaid from about a third of the
way down two layers of a netting, with another stiffened layer between. The
top layer had two rows of inch violet satin ribbon surrounding it, at the
hem and between the rows of satin ribbon; inch wide lace also encircled the
slip.

My mouth watered wondering what the dress is going to be, having an extra
under skirt such as this. You can imagine the delight as this darling half
slip was ever so teasingly guided up over my nylon stocking covered legs.
My hands were quivering; my legs were trembling with enthusiasm as the slip
came to rest over one exquisite satin petticoat. I don't know what I'd do
without hands, as they went straight down taking hold ever so delicately
between my thumbs and fingers. The soft silky texture, even of the fine net
was like magical. Somehow my brain forced me to face the mirror, holding my
slip in such a sissy manner, while I performed little twirls, even a few
little curtsies.

"I don't think I'll put your dress on just yet, if you can't control
yourself with a petticoat." Mummy said while standing at the wardrobe door,
displaying a radiant smile. Knowing how I must be feeling, with every day a
new stimulating feminine experience.

"Oh yes I can, you wait and see. Let's put the dress on so I can show you."
I said knowing I couldn't wait to be in what ever dress it would be to have
such an underskirt.

"Well be a good girl and close your eyes till I tell you to open them."

I did obediently, not even little peeps. At least I didn't have long to
wait.

"Now take a deep breath, and then open your eyes." I could tell by Mummy's
tone she must be excited as I am over this dress.

Good job I took that deep breath, in seeing what hung patiently in Mummy's
hands. Just looking at it got my heart racing, my hands all jittery. In a
flash I was beside her holding this dress lovingly in my arms, not knowing
what to say. Looking up to Mummy I asked,

"This is so beautiful, when did you get it, isn't it one I tried on at
Aunty Sues
shop. But you said I wouldn't wear it enough to buy?" I asked with much
eagerness to be wearing it.

"Yes that is true. Then remembering you'll be going to Aunty Helen's this
weekend, I decided to make a call to see if we could hire it, so Denise
picked t up after work yesterday."

"Oh you are so kind to me." as I tried to embrace her, while not wanting to
let go of this gorgeous dress.

"What say we put it on you before it gets all crushed; I don't think you'll
want to waste time ironing it first will you?"

Without another word I handed the dress back to Mummy. Watching with great
enthusiasm as she gently fed each arms into the little puffed sleeves,
before slowly guiding this darling of girl's dress down over my beautiful
lingerie. With the journey complete, I stood quiet while the buttons were
fastened up the back, followed by the three inch wide satin sash being tied
into a lovely big fluffy bow at the rear. I could tell Mummy was just as
enthuse as myself by the way she then fussed about making sure the collar,
little sleeves and finally the skirt all sat just perfect.

A beaming smile came across my face as I looked at this young girl in the
mirror before me.

"Oh Mummy it is so stunningly beautiful, I look like a thirteen year old
girl now don't I?" I asked wanting confirmation, at the same time touching
all over, taking the lovely full skirt between my thumbs and forefingers
holding it up slightly to view the pretty slip beneath. Doing little twirls
and curtseys as before, believing I am now this young girl, a princess in
her gorgeous dress with a softly made up face.

"Yes Jessica you do look so much an adorable young girl now. What say you
sit on the ottoman darling while we put your socks and shoes on to finish
off."

Like any good girl would do, I sat patiently watching as socks, garters,
and then shoes went on my feet. Not quite finished, instead of the pretty
lace garters sitting at the top of each sock. This time they sat down just
over the shoes, in turn leaving top of my socks to have a lovely lavender
satin bow attached to the outsides. I couldn't wait to stand before the
full mirror again to admire the now fully dressed young Jessica.

Mummy stood behind me caressing lovingly under my collar telling me what a
charming young girl I am.

"This is what you want to be isn't it sweetheart, Mummy's little girl?" she
asked.

"Oh yes I do, I really do." as I looked to her with immense happiness
through the mirror before turning to give her the biggest hug ever. My arms
around her waist, my head enshrined between her firm breasts. Fortunately
the tightness of the ribbon around the base of my clit put pay to any
erection that was trying to develop.

The dress is a divine lilac silk, embellished with a violet floral pattern
over it. The short puffed sleeves were gathered in and cuffed in a bold but
narrow scalloped lilac lace. The darling knee length full skirt gathered in
at the waist sits gracefully over my stiffened under slip. Around the hem
the same scalloped lace almost finished off one gorgeous dress. To
finishing the dress off to its absolute beauty, the prettiest two inch
round violet satin collar, edged with a narrow delicate floral lace. The
collar in turn matched the elegant wide sash.

The prettiness of it all makes one wonder why girls these days don't like
dressing up in these gorgeous girly feminine clothes.

I asked Mummy if she would take a couple of photos of me in this most
adorable dress before Aunty and Annabel arrive. As I waited for her to get
the camera, I found myself skipping around the bedroom holding the skirt in
the most girlish fashion possible. But it felt so right for me to be acting
this way. As I told Andrew and Shane, no I couldn't be "just" a boy again.
I'm sure these little pills I take are helping me realize that also.

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Chapter 14 coming soon.