Date: Fri, 24 Apr 2009 02:02:21 -0700 (PDT)
From: Julian <julian.nz69@gmail.com>
Subject: A Dream comes True Chapter 5. transgender teen

This is a story about an 18 yr old sissy boy. Who can't stop having lovely
dreams and fantasizing about being dressed as a young girl. He finishes up
trying to find a Mummy that will help his dreams become reality. I hope you
like it as much as I have writing it.

It isn't heavy on sex. But, Remember you're meant to be 18 or older to be
reading on this site.


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The image I saw looking back at me, I loved. Smiling to Mummy I told
her. "I look just the way I feel, a Pretty Sissy." With my jacket on, a
white silk handkerchief in my top pocket, we were now off. For me to
discover and to cherish, the wonderful world of the most exquisitely
feminine lingerie.


Chapter 5.


My heart was pounding with undisputed enthusiasm, as Mummy led me towards
the lingerie section of Marks and Spence firstly. Showing me how everything
is set out. How to look for my size. The types of panties, camisole,
petticoats, bras, teddies, suspender belts and so on. All in the finest of
silks, satins, sheer chiffon, lovely lace. Taking petticoats or panties of
the hooks to hold them up to me, didn't embarrass me one little bit. I
quickly discovered why I had to wear this little protector over Lily. All
this beautiful delicate lingerie would of been to much for a sissy like me
to bare otherwise.


As we moved along to the nightwear, I had to stop, looking open
mouthed. Wanting to touch each and every nighty in gorgeous silk, satin or
fine chiffon. Pajamas in the same irresistible fabrics, full length satin
negligees, wraps and more. I had to ask Mummy to please hold some of the
nighties and negligees up against me, fortunately there was a mirror
nearby. Just seeing them draped before me was a delight in itself. The many
different colours, styles, full length nighties to short baby-doll
length. Many delicate things embellished with lace, beautiful bows. Each
piece, So elegantly feminine.


Even the pajamas were so beautiful, so soft and again so awfully
feminine. I could only say to Mummy, "Why can't they make mens pajamas, in
such beautiful fabrics and styles. These are divine."

I didn't get the answer I was quite hoping for. When Mummy said.

"Well you know what controls a man's brain, don't you. So just think how
much sleep he would get of a night. You know why I had to put your mittens
on last night, don't you darling?"

I could only look and give her a big smile, giggling in agreement.


As we headed towards the stocking section, we had to pass by the
scarfs. Hanging so delicately inviting, through there little hoops. Large
silks and satin squares, long oblong, again in many different shades and
patterns. I held as many as possible in my hands, just to cherish there
soft beauty, as I have with Mummy's. As I was thinking of this morning and
last Tuesday being milked with such beautiful satin scarfs. Mummy must of
read my thoughts.

"No Meredith my dear, we're not going to use one of them. We don't have the
time." got whispered softly into my ear, with a big grin to go with it.

I couldn't stop giggling as I tried to say, "I never even had such thoughts
in my mind. Well maybe I did."


All this excitement of such elegant beauty, was sending tingles through my
body. I took hold of Mummy's hand, looking to her saying.

"I can see why women love shopping. You're so lucky being able to buy all
this magnificent lingerie." I said with much envy in my voice.

"If you are a good, I'm sure it won't be long before my Jessica will have
her own." Giving me a knowing smile, patting my hand at the same time.

We didn't have time to look through the dress or blouse department, as time
was against us. Hopefully that will be another pleasurable day to look
forward too. I didn't care if people heard as I talked to Mummy. I just
felt so wonderfully girly and by the way Mummy held things up to me and
spoke to me. I know she didn't care either.

After M & S, we went into Selfridge's Oh, the strong delightful aroma of so
many different fragrances as we passed. Being offered little strips of card
with the different perfumes on. Yes I wasn't to shy to take a few, to
savour the smell as we went on. Followed by the Cosmetic section, again we
didn't have time to stop. How wonderful it must be, to be able to sit
there. In front of the world having your face made up, to look and feel so
beautiful, for all to see.

Then it was into a couple more lingerie shops, and may I say much more
exclusive. Looking at some of the most elegant intimate apparel
imaginable. Silk and satin Petticoats, Camisoles, Bras, panties,
nightgowns, matching negligees adorned with lavish ruffles, pretty
bows. The most exquisitely beautiful silk French knickers, edged in the
finest of rich lace. Lovely satin garters of so many different colours,
each baring a pretty bold bow in a different colour. Again I didn't care
about the ladies looking at me. I was feeling so at ease talking to Mummy
about all this fine beauty.

Before it was time to head off to Mummy's friends place. Where we were
expected for lunch. We stopped off at a shoe shop, where Mummy knew the
lady that owned it. After talking to her, I had to sit and take both shoes
off. Which suddenly sent my face a bright red, as there I sat showing a
pair of fine tan stockings. The young male assistant [well he was a little
older than myself] stood close by. I couldn't help look towards him, hoping
he wasn't looking at my feet. But the smile he gave me, said otherwise. I
kept my eyes looking to the floor. Not that I didn't like the look of this
young man, I really, really did.

Each foot then went on this measuring thing. I was mortified when the Lady
asked. "Robert, will you get me a couple of pairs MJ's one flat, one with
two inch. size 6." Seeing the embarrassment showing on my face. Mummy told
me not to get embarrassed about it. That this shop caters for most of the
`girls' footwear. Well that didn't do much to put a smile on my face. As
Robert brought over the shoes, putting them on the floor before me. I got
introduced to Robert as Meredith. Another little blush, as I put my hand
out. At least he had a nice warm handshake. "Don't be shy, I've seen many
in here buying this sort of shoe." He said, trying to reassure me. Even
displaying a warm smile, which I returned gracefully, with a `Thank you'.

After trying them on, with Roberts help. I'm sure he is a foot lover also,
by the way his fingers caressed each foot so sweetly. The flats were slip
ons, but so feminine with big silver buckles. I was mortified when the Lady
said. "You can take the buckles off to attach lovely bows or rosettes in
there place." I just gave her a sheepish smile, with a quick look Roberts
way. Guess it is nothing to him seeing a sissy boy embarrassed like this. I
even had to walk around a little to see how they felt. The two inch heels
took a little longer to get used too, but they to felt comfortable after
being told to take smaller steps. After all that, we didn't buy any. Mummy
just wanted to find my size. Telling the lady to put the name `Jessica' and
shoe size on file. More embarrassment as I looked to see Robert in ear shot
looking at me With that we said our pleasantries, then left. I couldn't
help wondering what Robert said or was thinking about me, as we

 walked to the car.

As we drove, Mummy told me that when I meet her friend, plus other adult
friends. I'm to call them Aunty or Uncle as the case may be. "You'll see
Ashley will call me Aunty. It's a sign of respect that you girls must show
to those who care for you. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Yes I do Mummy, but you said Uncles also?" I questioned.

"Oh yes my dear, some of the sissies have got Mummies and Daddies. But that
is all in the future for you. Today it is just Aunty Helen and sweet Ashley
you'll be meeting." As I got given a lovely smile and a little pat on the
leg.

"Well what about Denise, Aren't you her real Aunty?" I said not quite
knowing now.

"Oh yes, I am Denise's real Aunty. Her father is my older brother." Mummy
said looking at me, then taking my hand up to plant a we kiss upon it.

We arrived at Mummy's friends place just after 1pm. Before getting out of
the car, Mummy fussed with my hair, then fluffed out the neck scarf and the
hanky in my pocket. Just to see that I looked nice and tidy, I was told.

"Has Meredith got a kiss for Mummy." I was asked.

Yes I did, leaning towards her to indulge in a lovely kiss. Then with
little butterflies in my stomach, we headed towards the front door.

No sooner had the knocker been knocked than the door opened. To be
confronted by a very charming woman, equal in height to Mummy, in her mid
thirties I would say. Beautifully made up face, her shinny slightly curled
mousy blonde hair, almost shoulder length. Her well shaped figure would of
made any young twenties woman rather envious. Wearing a royal blue fitting,
just below the knee length taffeta skirt. A lovely off white lace blouse
buttoned up to a point to give full view of her cleavage. Which in turn
showed of her pretty soft blue satin petticoat, trimmed across the bodice
with fine beige lace. I gather her bra would be in much the same
style. Straight away with a beaming smile she embraced Mummy. Saying how
nice it is to see you again Margaret, with a little kiss to each
cheek. Then I got introduced, "Helen this is my little Meredith, Meredith
this is your Aunty Helen."

Aunty quickly took me into her arms, giving me a lovely big hug and kiss
before holding me back, looking me over saying. "Oh you are such a pretty
we thing." I could feel my face going red with embarrassment hearing
that. Second time within half an hour, I didn't know where to look. I'm
beginning to know what floors look like now. At the same time, I couldn't
help but treasure the lovely aroma of Aunties perfume.

"Take my hand sweetheart and we'll go meet Ashley. Would you like that?" as
she took my hand in hers.

"Yes I would like to very much, Aunty." I knew I couldn't say anything
else. But I was really looking forward to meeting him. After what Mummy had
told me about Ashley.

As we entered to lounge room, this very effeminate sissy boy stood.. With
thumbs and forefingers holding the front of and just above the hem of his
short pants. He proceeded to give Mummy a little curtsey, bowing his head
slightly at the same time. Back standing he told Mummy how lovely it is to
see her again. With that Mummy took him in her arms for a big hug and
kisses. Telling him how gorgeous he is looking.

"Did your Mummy dress you darling?" Mummy asked.

"Yes she did Aunty." Ashley replied shyly.

I must say he did look beautiful, wearing a lovely champagne coloured loose
fitting satin blouse. You could make out the slightly difference in colour
of the camisole and bra he was wearing underneath. The full puffed sleeves
were buttoned tightly at the wrist by a good two inch cuffs and little
covered buttons. Which in turn enhanced the puffed sleeves beautifully. The
collar was in a square Peter Pan style, under which he wore a long copper
coloured silk scarf tied in the sassiest of big floppy bow.

His short pants were an Ivory colour with a sailor-boy type flap
opening. In turn they were held up by a three inch satin sash, matched his
neck scarf. Which went through four loops to be tied in a lovely big bow at
the left side. Showing boldly from under the leg openings, was a good inch
of white lace attached to his white satin romper style panties. I loved the
way a little of the satin rompers were visible as well. Such a pretty sissy
tease. A white satin bow sat just as enticing to the side of each leg
opening, over the lace. The ends hanging a couple of inches below the lace.

Ashley's face was also made up softly and perfectly. I noticed his well
manicured nails were painted in a mottled silvery nail polish. A sweet
copper silk bow adorned the crown of his softly wavy collar length hair,
much the same colour as Aunty's. Under his black Mary Jane shoes he wore a
pair of white socks with lovely wide lace tops. Which in turn sat nicely
over fine tan stockings. I gather they would of been held up by a lovely
suspender belt, like I was wearing. Just looking at Ashley, had little Lily
twitching under my gaff for freedom and attention. Oh how I wanted to wrap
my arms around this pretty Girly/Boy in a big loving embrace.

I stood captivated by the beauty before me, wishing that I could be dressed
just as adorably. My eyes didn't move to anything else around me. My whole
attention was on Ashley and how pretty he/she looked. That I just heard
Mummy say, "Now Ashley sweetheart, I want you to meet my Meredith. Meredith
this is Ashley. And you know Ashley he's going to be a beautiful girl just
like you are. Won't that be lovely?"

Quickly I returned to mother earth, blushing as I put my hand out to
Ashley. In turn he took hold of mine in a very girlish manner. Giving each
other a sweet smile at the same time. But I'm sure Ashley was a little
unsure of me. As the smile seemed to indicate, being a nervous sort of
smile. Like you think I'm just a sissy don't you, sort of look. Not saying
a word to me. Even after hearing Mummy tell him I'm a girl like himself.

"Oh I'm sure you two girls can do better than that." Aunty said.

Without any more encouragement to either of us, our lips met gently for one
little kiss. As our lips parted, I said softy, "You look lovely." which in
turn made him blush so sheepishly.

Aunty announced that she had lunch right ready. So of to the dinning room
we headed. I noticed Ashley went straight to the sideboard taking out a
white linen pinafore to put on. It was ruffled right around the bib part,
with the word SISSY boldly embroidered across the breast in a salmon
colour. While Aunty was tying Ashley's pinafore on, Mummy then asked if she
had a bib that Meredith could wear.

"Do you think he'd like to wear a pinafore like Ashley?" Even before Mummy
answered, I watched as Ashley headed back to the sideboard.

As he returned holding another pinafore, saying to Mummy. "I'll put it on
her if you like." I hope it was a sign that he wanted to get close to
me. Or was it me willing him close to me. Which ever, it made me happy,
having Ashley touching me. After hearing him refer to me as `Her' I decided
I should really be thinking of him the same way. After all Aunty referred
to both of us as Girls.

"Thank you darling, I'm sure Meredith will love that." Mummy said.

After Ashley removed my jacket placing it over a chair. She stood closely
in front of me, placing the collar over my head. While straightening out
the pinafore, her eyes were looking right into mine. I could smell that
sweet warm breath mixed slightly with the fragrance of her makeup and
perfume. Oh, how I wanted to kiss those cherry red lips again. But with a
loving awareness to it. Stepping daintily behind me, I then felt her hands,
as the ties were pulled back. To be tied off in a lovely big bow, as I saw
hers had been. I noticed mine also had SISSY embroidered across the breast
in a Lilac. I hoped that seeing me except the pinafore without question,
would of indicated to Ashley. I'm a real sissy-boy just like you are.

Aunty asked. "Would you like a cup of Tea or a glass of chocolate milk like
Ashley, Meredith?"

"Yes I'd like a glass of milk please. Thank you Aunty." At the same time I
looked towards Ashley, giving a little smile. Thinking to myself, I want to
be a girl like you Ashley.

As we all sat to eat, Aunty and Mummy facing each other, the same with
Ashley and myself. Only Ashley and I had to sit and eat quietly, while
Mummy and Aunty talked to each other.

We all had some Quiche and I noticed how Ashley ate very daintily, with
little mouthfuls at a time. I couldn't take my eyes away from her. Ashley
is everything Mummy had told me last night. I know she was still a little
unsure of me, as every so often there would be little looks my
way. Noticing my eyes were on her. So would give a little nervous smile.

I was so pleased when we'd finished our lunch and Aunty suggested. Ashley
take me up to her room, to show me all her pretty clothes. While our
Mummies had a we talk. As we were about to leave the dinning room, Ashley
turned towards our Mummies, giving a little curtsey. I heard Mummy say,
"Isn't she so sweet."

On entering his room, again I just stopped looking in awe. Another very
femininely decorated bedroom, white furniture. But unlike Denise's all the
trimming are pink. The double bed with a lovely white silky canopy over
it. The shimmering side drapes hanging loosely. Were tied back to the
headboard by deep pink velvet bows the ends hanging at least six inches
below. Also like Denise's, the bed was covered with dolls, teddies and
other little animals sitting happily upon it. There were lots of frills and
girly trimmings throughout this delightfully decorated, perfumed sissy's
bedroom.

I turned to face Ashley to say how beautifully feminine the room was. But
just stood looking into those hazel eyes. Ashley was doing just the same,
not a word being said. Somehow my arms made up there own mind, as my hands
went to take hold of Ashley's. I just put my arms out, I'm sure the
reaction was faster than lightning. As the next thing there we stood, arms
around each other in the closest of embraces. I could feel his heart
beating hard and fast, as I'm sure she could mine. Softly in my ear I got
asked, "Can I kiss you Meredith?"

"Oh my God Ashley!! Yes please!! Yes please kiss me, kiss me, Please! I've
been wanting to kiss you so bad." In no time our lips met, one soft loving
kiss, followed by a couple more gentle kisses. Still closely embraced we
seemed to be kissing all over the others face, before we stopped for air.

Being with our Mummies downstairs, smelling their lovely perfume. It wasn't
till now, that I smelt the soft fragrance of Ashley's perfume. So much a
sissy, so feminine in every way. I didn't want to let her out of my arms. I
was beginning to get so painfully aroused with this beauty, in my
embrace. Yes I know I'm a sissy who wants to be dressed as a girl. But in
my mine, I'm standing hugging another sissy. But I was only wearing my
beautiful girls underwear. Somehow even feeling my girly breast had
developed under the training bra. So deep had my sissy thoughts gone, as I
held beautiful Ashley. I'm sure I could feel his arousal pushing into
me. Or was it just in my mind, could I also feel Ashley pressing little
titties against my breast.

Our eyes still concentrated on the other, suddenly our mouths met lovingly
again. This time Ashley's tongue went deep into my mouth, I sucked and
played on it like there was no tomorrow. The taste of his slaver mixed with
lipstick. Was like something spiritual being offered to me by Ashley. I
wanted more and more of her offerings. After awhile, I offered my tongue to
his mouth, which was received just as gratefully and lovingly.

Once we broke our kissing again, I held her out a little from me to tell
her.

"Ashley you are so beautiful, I just haven't been able to take my eyes off
of you since we arrived. You are everything I want to be." I just had to
rest my head on her shoulder. As my eyes were watering up with strong girly
desires. I felt Ashley's hand lightly stroking my back in such a loving,
caring manner. It was now that I realized Ashley does have little titties,
as I rested against her. Being bold I put my hand up to touch them. Only to
be told she is just wearing silicon breast pads. Guess I was a little
disappointed, but hey, I don't even have them.

After about a minute or so, I stood back facing her. Looking at a pleasing
smiling Ashley.

"Do you mean that Meredith? I thought you were looking at me thinking, what
a Sissy I am." Ashley said, in a still not sure voice.

"Oh my God!! No Ashley. If you only knew, how I was wishing I could be
dressed in such beautiful clothes as you are right now. I am no different
than you." I wrapped my arms around her again, pulling her close. Caressing
over her back, enjoying the wonderful feel of the satin blouse. In turn the
wonderful feel I got, as my own satin bra and camisole were caressing under
my shirt. Most of all, the sweet sissy-boy within it. The thrill to also
feel the strap of the bra, as my hand gently fondled this sweet feminine
body.

Feeling her heart beat against my chest, the warm smell of the girlish
breath in my face. The stirring from under her pants against my restrained
groin. Lifting my head to look at her I said.

"I am a Sissy, who so much wants to be dressed and treated like little
girl." I didn't feel the slightest bit embarrassed, as I confessed my
deepest, wishes to this younger girly/boy. Who I've just met.

We parted as Ashley went to say something profound to me. But could only
start giggling as she said. "Your face is so red. I think you have all my
lipstick on it." then she asked, "Do you mean what you said, about being
dressed as a sissy like I am. And wanting to be a little girl?"

"Yes Ashley I do, you have no idea just how much. I want to be wearing
girls clothes. I want so much to be dressed as a Sissy boy like you."

"That is supper, you'll really enjoy being dressed in pretty clothes. I
know I do, I'm so happy now. From when Mummy first started dressing me, I
didn't want to wear girly things. But now I don't want it any other way. I
don't ever want to be just a boy again." She told me.

As we embraced again, our whole fronts grinding against the others. I could
feel Ashley's clit standing proud. Then I got asked the question, "Are you
wearing a gaff Meredith?"

"Yes Mummy put it on me, said it would stop any embarrassing moments while
shopping."

"It does help doesn't it, I often have to wear mine or a panty girdle, when
we go out also." Ashley confessed.

"Would you like me to take it out for you?" I asked, with hope of having
Ashley touching me.

"No we better not, unless Mummy says it's alright. Lets take all that
lipstick off your face." as the subject got sidestepped.

I sat at the vanity to be cleaned up. Then asked if I'd like to put some
lipstick on.

"Yes please, I love wearing makeup. Only could you do it for me, as I
haven't done my own makeup yet." Wonderful, Ashley was ever so keen to
oblige.

After we both had our lips painted in a glossy cherry red, a little blush
brushed along my cheek bones. Ashley proceeded to show me her wardrobe with
some of the most stunning dresses, skirts, blouses, nighties and peignoirs
hung. My hands were busy touching everything, just to feel the beauty, the
feminine softness.

Again thankfully I had my protector on, or I swear sissy juice would be
flowing uncontrollable. She said a lot of her normal dresses and skirts are
at school.

"At school." I asked.

"Yes I go to a special girls boarding school. It's for girls like us, so we
can be who we are and not get bullied like we would at a normal school. The
dress Aunty borrowed to let you wear yesterday was part of my school
uniform. Did you like it?"

"Yes I did, I really felt like a proper school girl wearing it. I wish I
had one of my own." I told her, taking hold of her sweet hand.

"That dress is for special occasions. Our every day uniform is a white
blouse under a light gray pleated pinafore dress. The same red silk scarf
tied in a bow under the collar with matching hair ribbon. It looks really
lovely, I'll ask Mummy to show you some photos. Would you like that
Meredith?"

"Oh yes I really would, I'd love to be wearing a full school girls
uniform." I said excitingly.

The draws came next, again giving me a peak into this sissy boy, girly
world I'm wanting so much to be part of. My hands trembled, as I went to
touch all this beautiful delicate lingerie in silk, satin, chiffon. Mostly
all trimmed lavishly in lovely lace and or adorned with pretty bows. Also
in many different shades of colour. Everything folded neatly in little
piles, like half-slips, camisoles, bras and panties all enriched with lace
and bows.

"I love all the pretty bows on your panties. I think bows look so feminine,
Don't you Ashley?"

"Yes they do, I've even got a few garters with big bows on them." Ashley
said, knowing now how I'm loving seeing and touching all her precious
lingerie.

I got shown a few of pairs of lovely panties with little pouches in the
front. "I love Mummy putting me into these." Ashley admitted. I could see
why. They were so inviting, I could really see myself wearing them. Even
knowing how Lily would be standing straight out in front the whole
time. But looking at them, I guess that is the idea.

In another draw, neatly set out were, white knee and ankle length
socks. Lace garter tops that can be threaded with different colour
ribbons. A few pretty little veils in lace and silk. They fit over the
hair, something like a little sleeve. To be held in place my a small comb
attached just under the front. There were a few soft drawstring purses,
some equally pretty chiffon, silk hankies edged with frilly lace. Wrapped
neatly in tissue paper, pairs of nylon stockings.

As my eyes scanned that draw, I was drawn to a few pairs of lovely
gloves. I couldn't help but take a pair out, just to admire lovely girls
gloves. This pair were lavender lace with little ruffles around the
tops. "See if they'll fit you," Ashley suggested, as we seemed to be about
the same size. Tentatively I eased my hand slowly in, then Bingo!! There it
sat comfortably over my little hand, even room for growth. Ashley couldn't
help but put the other on me. Looking at my now gloved hands, I said to
Ashley. "Girls are so lucky having all these dainty things to wear aren't
they." With that Ashley put a pair of beige satin gloves on, said they went
with the school uniform dress I wore yesterday. We finished up just like a
couple of giggling girls. Talking and acting so girlishly, it was such
fun. I know now this is who and how I want to be.

Folded neatly in another draw was one white satin, heavily boned and strong
laced corset. Which I just left lying there, without a word, knowing what
its prepose would be for. But what I did remark on, was in the same draw. A
couple of pairs of control mittens, like Mummy had me wear last
night. Ashley assured me that most sissies like us, have to wear them at
night. To help us learn to control ourselves and be good girls in
bed. "You'll find when Denise comes home she'll have to wear them to
bed. Unless she is sleeping with Aunty." she said quite undeterred

I just looked but didn't say anything. Guess it isn't any of my business
anyway.

Those draws and wardrobe were every girls dream. Including want to be girls
like myself. Mine you the whole bedroom, I'm sure would be the wish or envy
of any feminine girl and indeed any Sissy like myself. We sat on the bed
still wearing our gloves holding hands, with a doll sitting happily on each
others lap. All ready to talk about ourselves. Ashley had just started to
tell me, how she also goes by Annabel at school or dressed in her girls
clothes. Because she likes both names and Ashley is also a girls name. So
she is stuck using both till she makes her mind up. I couldn't help either,
as I like both. Somehow I think Annabel might win out, as it does sound
more feminine. But like myself wearing boyish clothes or as a real sissy
boy it's always Ashley.

It was then our short but enlightening time together got interrupted, as
Aunty called out for us girls to come downstairs. I'm sure Ashley has
learnt complete obedience, as straight away she called out "Yes we are
coming Mummy." But before we did head downstairs, our lipstick got a little
touch up. With a promise of cleaning mine off before we go home.

Returning to the lounge wearing our gloves, holding hands. Walking on cloud
nine, both with big smiles on our faces. Me also with the knowledge now,
that I'm not the only sissy girly-boy in the World. In turn we got smiles
from our Mummies and the remarks about. How little Cream Puffs just love to
wear lipstick. Ashley and I just gave little giggles, looking and smiling
at each other.

"I hope you were good girls up there." Aunty said.

"Yes we were good, I promise we were Mummy." Ashley said with a little fear
in her voice.

I see now why Ashley wouldn't let me get under my gaff earlier.

So to take the moment away from Ashley. I started talking about all
Ashley's lovely dresses, blouses and so on. How luck she is having a Mummy
that can make all these wonderful things for her.

"Well my darling, Aunty wants to take your measurements now. Then if
everything works out the way we all hope. Aunty is going to make you some
pretty dresses and lingerie like Ashley. Would you like that Meredith?"
Mummy asked.

"Oh! Yes, so very much Mummy." I said skipping sweetly towards Aunty,
wrapping my arms around her.

"I'd love to be dressed like Ashley is Aunty." looking at her then towards
Ashley. Who was smiling so pleasingly to me.

"That's a good girl, come here now, let me take those trousers and shirt
off you. Then I'll be able to measure you properly. Can't have dresses not
fitting nicely, can we sweetheart."

In no time there I stood stripped to my pretty underwear. Looking towards
Mummy, Aunty said.

"Don't Sissies all look so adorable just in their beautiful satin
lingerie." at the same time her hands were touching inquisitively over my
camisole. Asking if I like wearing my training bra. Saying how little girls
can't wait to be put into their first little training bra. You'll be pretty
Jessica before you know it darling. All this talking to me, but not giving
me a chance to reply.

Taking the tape measure in hand, with pen and folder beside her. Aunty
proceeded to measure every part of my body. While Aunty was busy doing her
measuring, I kept my eyes on Ashley.

Hoping she liked what she could see. I was hoping all the time Aunty would
lower my panties, so Ashley could get a good look. But no it didn't
happen. Finished writing everything down, then flipping through the
pages. Aunty announced that Ashley and I are almost the same size. Which
was wonderful in one way, but not in another. Like it means we'll be able
to share clothes, but Ashley not even 16 and me almost 19 shows I am small.

Anyway those thoughts went from my mind, as Ashley asked. "Oh Please Aunty,
you must bring Meredith again. So we can have lots of dress ups together."

"Yes my pet, I'm sure you'll see Meredith or even Jessica again. You know
Denise will be home in a couple of weeks also." Mummy assured Ashley.

Looking towards Ashley, I now see she's sitting happily on Mummy's
knee. Just as I like doing.

"Yes then there will be the three of us dressing up. That'll be Supper!
You're really going to love Denise, isn't she Aunty?" Ashley said with
great enthusiasm.

Time had arrived for me to be dressed again, there was no contest as to who
would dress me. Yes Aunty had my shirt in hand putting my arms in there
appropriate sleeves, before Mummy had any chance to get up. Ashley said she
would go and get the cream to remover for my lipstick. But luckily for me,
Mummy said I can leave it on if I want to. As we wouldn't be stopping of at
any more shops. Don't you think Meredith has had enough girly pleasure for
one day. Looking towards Ashley and myself.

"Well can I just touch her lips up a little Aunty." Ashley asked Mummy.

"Would you like that Meredith?" Mummy asked, knowing what I would say.

"Yes I think they are in need of a freshening up." Not really knowing how
they looked anyway.

I could only give all present a big smile as I stood, letting Ashley
beautify my sissy lips again.

Ashley then asked his Mummy if it would be alright to let Meredith wear her
gloves home. "They look so nice on her, don't they Aunty?" She asked,
looking between both our Mummies.

Making us both happy, I was allowed to wear her lovely lace gloves
home. Saying our goodbyes was also hard, but I knew I'd be seeing Ashley
many more times in the future. God I can't wait to be dressed as a pretty
sissy like Ashley.

"I'm really looking forward to visiting you again Ashley. You are so
beautiful, I'm so pleased I've met you" I couldn't help but say that to
her. Even though it made her blush profusely.

After big hugs and kisses all round, reaffirming to Ashley how beautiful
she looked. We were on our way back to Mummy's house.

"I gather you like Ashley, sweetheart?" Mummy asked, smiling towards me at
the same time.

"Oh yes she is so sweet, isn't she. Just as you said, she's gorgeous. How
long has she been dressing Mummy?" I asked.

"That is a long story. But lets say since she was twelve, it all
started. I'm sure Ashley will tell you all about it once you two are
together again." Mummy just took my hand in hers, giving it a little
squeeze. Then said, "You would like to be dressed as a Sissy the same as
Ashley, wouldn't you darling?"

"Yes Mummy I really would. You don't think I'm strange or anything do you?
But I really feel so very feminine. So much wanting to be dressed and
treaded as a Sissy just like Ashley is." I said looking to Mummy for some
sort of positive vibes to my statement. Which I quickly got in return

"Darling, you are going to be just as much a Sissy and little Girl as
Ashley is. We hope."

>From that point on, I couldn't stop talking about my lovely day. How happy
I am after meeting Ashley. Seeing all her beautiful clothes, how Ashley
wasn't to sure of me for a start. Because of the way I kept looking at
her. I told Mummy then, about telling Ashley how I wished I could be
dresses like she was all the time. How my girly feelings seem to be getting
so much stronger every day. Knowing I don't just have to be satisfied in my
dreams and scrapbooks. I noticed Mummy didn't say anything else, just
listened me out. Watching the way I sat, the way I now talked using my
hands. Looking at and touching my pretty lace gloved hands. Just as I had
observed Ashley's sissy mannerisms. Only after being with Ashley. I realize
my voice isn't quite as feminine as I wished it was. Guess that is one boy
thing I'll have to put up with.

Once at home, after a lovely cup of Tea, a chat in which Mummy told me not
to get to ahead of myself. That I shouldn't be wanting everything to of
happened, like yesterday. Just to let these thing happen and you'll really
love every minute of your sissy girly life. Ashley or Denise for that
matter didn't change in only a week. I guess I knew what she meant by
that. But I couldn't help getting all excited, wanting to in girls clothes
and treated like a girl, one like Ashley is.

It was then back to Mummy's bedroom to again be chanced out of my pretty
underwear. To have Lily set free again. To feel the cool air drifting
around it, how wonderful. I now had my first lesson in the removal of fine
stockings. There is more of an art to it than it looks. Lipstick removed, a
wash of the face. Once again I was back in boys clothes feeling a little
empty, and very sad. Leaving a bra, panties, camisole, even stocking behind
now. I must say I'm also enjoying having Mummy dressing and undress me
now. Even putting me back into my male clothes.

As it was getting late Mummy drove me home with my bag containing an unused
pair of male pajamas. Which I promised I wouldn't take again, if I'm
allowed to stay overnight. After giving Mummy a big hug and kiss goodbye
and being told to try to be a good girl with Lily. I said "I'll try my
best, but I have so many beautiful thoughts rushing through my head. And I
am still male, remember what you said about our brains?" I said giggling
with a big grin.

"Yes I know how it must be sweetheart." Mummy said squeezing my hand. After
another hug and kiss, I got out the car at the far end of the Street from
our flat. Just encase Andrew or Shane saw me. As they could be on there way
out to the city for a meal, then clubbing, as it was just after 7pm.

I was just about to put the key in the door, when it opened making me jump
back. It was Andrew on his way out.

"Are you coming to the club tonight?" he asked looking straight into
me. Knowing I didn't go last weekend.

"Yes I'd like too come," after I'd thought for a minute. Maybe it'll help
relax my mind some, after the excitement of today.

"Good, I'll wait for you, Shane has gone already, he's meeting
Stuart. We'll have a meal first, unless you've already eaten?"

"No I haven't, so that sounds great, I'll just get changed." I told him, as
I headed to my room.

Andrew followed me in, closing the door behind him.

"I'm pleased I caught you. Now before we go anywhere. I want you to sit and
tell me what the fuck! you've been up too this last week, at least. We're
not leaving this room until then, is that understood? So you better start
talking, as I'm hungry." he said very sternly, also it's not like him to
use the `F' word. Both he and Shane have told me off for using it. So he
must be really mad.

My heart sunk, my stomach turned rapidly. My mouth went dry, like all the
moister had been zapped from me, that very second. Andrew was pointing to
the bed, Sit!! I did so, I was scared as hell. Then in my own room I asked,
if I could take my jacket off, I even said `Please' to him.

"I guess so, if that'll help you talk." Sitting back on the bed, my stomach
still in a turmoil, my hands shaking nervously. Andrew sitting on the chair
next to my table facing me. Waiting. Again I found myself asking his
permission, like a child would. "Please can I have a glass of water
Andrew?" he went and got it for me. I took a couple of sips, then put the
glass down before I spilt any. My hands were still shaking like a leaf.

But this could be the chance I've been waiting for, to tell all, at last. I
looked straight at him. "Andrew, will you please promise me you won't say a
word to anyone. About what I'm going to tell you. Believe me it is nothing
bad. You know I don't do drugs or drink and no! I haven't been selling
myself. You know I wouldn't do that, don't you?" looking straight at him.

"Yes we know all that, but that is why we've been so concerned about
you. As It's not like you to do what you've done. Even going to your room
early. Instead of us making you go to bed."

"I have been dying to tell you since Tuesday, but somehow I just couldn't
bring myself to do it." I stopped and just looked at him, waiting some kind
of response.

"Yes OK. You have my word, but if it is anything bad, lookout." Still with
that serious faced.

Taking a deep breath, then another mouthful of the water, I proceeded to
tell.

"There is one more thing I want to ask. You might think I'm weird or
something by what I say, but, Please!! Andrew, don't laugh at me, Please, I
just couldn't take that." I said rather nervously.

"I promise I won't if I think you are genuine."

"Well you know how you all call me Sissy? Well........ The thing is, I
really am a sissy, more than you may think. You see for a long time now
I've fantasied and dreamt of nothing else .......... But to be wearing
pretty female lingerie and more. Yes dressed up as a pretty girl, wearing
makeup and smelling just as beautiful." I finished as my voice stared to
waver. My fingers getting tangled up in those of the other hand. Not quite
knowing what Andrews response will be. I just looked nervously to the
floor.

"You're not going to tell me you're a drag queen are you?" Andrew butted
in.

"No!! Nothing like that, please hear me out Andrew. Please!" I begged of
him.

"I think before you go on, I'll ring Antonio's and get some Lasagna
delivered. Seems you have a lot to say. Will that be alright?" he asked, as
if I had any real say in the matter anyway.

"Yes I'd like that, thank you Andrew." Hopefully some food will steady my
turning stomach a little. At least this way I won't get interrupted, by
going out for a meal.

"Should be about 10minutes." I got told as he sat down again. "Now go on
tell Andrew all."

I started from the beginning. Telling about some real dreams I'd had at
night, being dressed as a pretty girl. Having other guys undressing me to
see my pretty underwear. Then started spilling everything as it all
happened, from then to now. Well almost everything. Only to be interrupted
by the arrival of food.

"We'll eat in the dinning room, don't want to smell your room out." he
called from the doorway.

All this time eating, Andrew didn't say a word. But I could tell he was
thinking and his eyes turned from his food to me at times. Which made me
feel rather uncomfortable. But dare not say anything in case he called me
more than a sissy. I knew I couldn't take that. With the food finished
Andrew just said. "Right back to your room, I want the rest now."

There were the few little bit I didn't tell. Like letting Mummy bath me,
then milk me and twice at that. Plus wearing mittens to bed, so I couldn't
play. I must say, I felt more at ease telling Mummy everything about
myself. Than I was right now telling Andrew, who I've known for almost two
years. I even told him how I felt more at ease telling Mummy different
things. Than I ever would my real mother.

"I just wish I had a real mother that would of even tried to listen and
understand me. I believe in God, I'm sure he wouldn't of kicked me out,
like they did. Would he Andrew?" I could feel myself chocking, as I tried
to fight back the tears developing. Andrew quickly sat next to me, putting
his arm around me. Telling me to forget all about them, as he and Shane
know how happy I've been since leaving home. I really felt loved, by the
way he sat by me like that.

As I finished confessing all. I seemed to be looking into space. Andrew
just remained sitting looking at me. I began shaking terribly, I felt like
a nervous reck. Guess like a prisoner would waiting to be given his life
sentence. I could take no more, I was just about to ask Andrew to. Please
tell me to go now if I'm not wanted here. When he ran his fingers through
my hair before saying.

"Well, you know Meredith. That has taken a lot of guts for you to tell me
all that. Not knowing what I would think about our sissy-boy." as he got
up, stood in front of me. Putting his hands out to take hold mine, pulling
me up. Wrapping his arms around me, giving me a lovely big hug and kiss.

"I don't think you're weird in any way, I wouldn't laugh at you either. You
are one lovely person either as male or dressed as a female. I don't care
and you are still our Sissy, and only I know how much, ah?" as he kept me
firmly in his embrace.

With all that built up trepidation, I could hold back no longer. The flood
gates opened, as I burst into uncontrollable crying. My head now hidden
embarrassingly into Andrews armpit. Then to feel his hand lightly stroking
over my head, reassuring me everything will be fine. Once the tears started
to abate, Andrew took my face in his hands. Then so lovingly, took his
hanky to wipe away all that had run down my cheeks. Looking and smiling to
me before giving each eye a sweet little kiss. Handing me his hanky, saying
give your nose a good blow out. The thought of him just doing that, was
also, so sweet.

"I'm so sorry for that Andrew. But I've been so tensed up, in fear of what
you'd think of me. While telling you this. I thought you might even kick me
out."

"We wouldn't kick you, you're still a gay boy aren't you. I hope you feel a
lot better now. Lets say, it's your second `Outing' of yourself. From now
on if there's anything you want to talk about. Tell me!! Because we were
both very worried about you. You've never gone out like this before,
without saying. So we could only think the worse. Is that understood! Just
have to think up something to tell Shane now. Unless you want to come Out
to him also?"

"No Andrew please, I couldn't, not yet anyway." I knew it would be all
around town very quickly.

Now more relaxed about everything, we had a cup of Tea. Then I even let
Andrew read a few of the email's I had sent to Mummy. Yes only a few, as
some of the things I'd said to Mummy. I wasn't prepared to share with
Andrew. But he did see why I wanted my photo taken, and no I didn't show
him the ones Mummy had sent the other day either.

By the time we had finished our talk, well I had to do most of it. It was
far to late to head into the city. Again I apologized for keeping him from
clubbing. Saturday night and all. Andrew reckoned tonight's happening, was
much better than being at the club. Guess he was trying to make me feel
better. So we both cleaned our teeth, said our goodnights. Which was
perfect with clean breath this time and went to bed.

Back into boring cotton pajamas, so different from the beautiful silk and
chiffon nighty I wore last night. Why don't they make these things sexy to
wear, even to bed. You can't fondle yourself the same as in something silky
with chiffon brushing against your arms. I lay there my mind in a turmoil,
thinking of what has happened over the last couple of days. Feeling at ease
now Andrew knows. Just hope he really excepts my cross dressing and didn't
just say he did to make me feel better.

About twenty minutes or so later there was a knock on my door.

"Are you still awake Meredith?" it was Andrew. "Can I come in, I've been
thinking."

"So what's new, you seem to do a lot of that." I called out.

"No smart ass, you'll like this."

"OK, enter my Prince of Peace."

There he stood in his, just as boring blue patterned cotton pajamas. A
broad smile across his face.

"Do you want to know what I've been thinking?" he asked cheerfully.

"No I just wanted to see what you were wearing." Grinning at him.

"Oh I'll go back to bed then."

"No! Really, I am all ears for you this time. See." as I took hold of my
ears.

"OK then. You went to see a woman didn't you?" he said with excitement in
his voice.

"No, she is a Lady." I chipped in.

"OK you went to see a Lady then. Now what say we tell Shane, it was an
aunty who contacted you the other week. She is feeling so sorry about the
way your family have treated you. And wants you to know she doesn't agree
with them. On Tuesday you went to meet her, after all this time. Then you
stayed at her place last night. You haven't said anything, cause you didn't
want to get your hopes up. Then have them come crashing down on you."
another beaming smile came across Andrew's face.

"Andrew you are one very smart darling. Have I ever told you that
before. That sounds Super."

As I bound out of bed wrapping my arms firmly around him, with big kisses
in the mix.

"No you haven't told me I'm smart before. So tell me again, it sounded
impressive." after another kiss, he said. "Well it is a little untrue, but
they are both female. You were going into the unknown, just the
relationship is different. You call her Mummy instead of Aunty." Andrew
said in justifying an untruth.

With everything now settled for Shane. Andrew wanted to talk a little more
about the girl within me. So we did, I told him just how really feminine I
felt once I'd been dressed up, wearing makeup and perfume. That I had a
feeling of being free, of being me. I said something like Billy Elliot
did. Remember when asked in the musical how he felt doing Ballet. In the
song electricity how he couldn't explain it, didn't have the words, it's a
feeling he can't control. Well it is really just like that, I know it's all
I want to be. I told him how boring it was to put male pajamas on again
tonight after what I wore last night. He suggested I should buy a pretty
night to wear at home. Only I wasn't to keen on that, just encase someone
else sees it. Then more questions to be answered.

I decided this could be a good time to find something out now that we're
talking freely.

"Andrew, if I ask you something, that I should possible know. You still
won't laugh at me will you?" I tried to finish it off by saying. "You know
what a sheltered life I've lived, don't you?"

Only to hear him say, "The boys at your school didn't think so. Or was it
that you just had a big mouth that wouldn't close when you saw their cock
size." as he pushed me down saying, "Open wide for your tasty lollipop."

"Andrew!! You're a real bitch!! Well you know that already, don't you." I
said trying to get up again.

"OK. What is it you should know, but seems you don't know." he asked.

"Well Mummy called my penis a little clitty. What is a clitty?"

"Meredith. You really don't know what a girls clit is?"

I could feel my face going beet red, as I told him I didn't know. That I've
never been that interested in girls to know anything about them. With that
I got a little Anatomy lecture. At least I now know what is what in a girls
body. Thanks to dear Andrew, who decided a little biology wouldn't go amiss
either.

Andrew's eyes fell on mine, his hand started caressing along my leg. In no
time little Lily stood throbbing.

"Yes I'm feeling just as horny." Andrew said. "Can I lie with you awhile
Jessica." he asked.

Oh my God!! he's called me Jessica, how really sweet is that, I thought.

"That sounded so lovely hearing you call me Jessica. I'd really love you to
........" I didn't get a chance to finish, till he was in cuddling me.

"You don't mind me calling you Jessica do you? Just you and me together, my
little girl."

"Well if I'm your little girl, can I call you Daddy? I'd also like that." I
told him.

After a few little kisses, he said.

"You know Daddies usually Spank their little girls for going out, without
saying where they are going. Or for keeping big secrets from them, don't
they?" as I felt his hand caress my backside.

Just hearing him say that, I'm sure it made Lily twitch and dribble some.

I could only cuddle closer to let him declaring mine and Lily's keenness.

"Yes I know I've been a naught girl lately Daddy." My voice was all
sexually raspy, trying to get the words out.

"The only thing Jessica is, it's getting a little late to punish you right
now. As we don't know what time Shane will be home. We don't want him to
hear you being spanked do we? So what if we leave that till the next night
he is going out. Plus, I'd love you to buy a pretty pair of panties to wear
for me. Would you do that for a good spanking?"

"Oh yes Andrew I would love to. I saw some really beautiful panties this
morning. I also know my size now." giggling as I said it.

With that settled we cuddled in and did all what Andrew wanted. Well yes me
too. I loved the way he kept referring to me as Jessica, while penetrating
my pussy. It made me believe he has excepted my real feminine desires. Even
being taken this time, I felt more a girl than any other time I've had my
legs open. My bed isn't big enough for the both of us to spent the whole
night in together. So he returned to his room after putting Princess back
beside me. Unfortunately Shane didn't come home, so I miss my spanking for
nothing. Well on the other hand, I still have it to look forward
to. Wearing a pair of pretty panties as well.

On Sunday I wrote to Mummy early. Telling her the great news about spilling
all to Andrew last night. That he even called me Jessica and how wonderful
that made me feel. I also asked if she would ask Aunty Helen if I could
have Ashley's email address. Cause I'd love to write to her. That night it
had arrived from Ashley herself, who was so pleased to know I wanted it.

Lunch time on Monday couldn't come quick enough for me. I want to go
shopping for my very own, first pair of beautiful panties. Something like I
saw on Saturday when out with Mummy. Hopefully Andrew will like to see them
on me also. I felt a little self-conscious or more to the point, nervous
looking through all the rows of panties in Marks and Spence at this time of
day. At least I knew the size and where to look. With my purchase safely in
hand, back to work I went.

Isn't it amazing, whenever you have something exciting planned. Something
else always seems to get in the way of it happening. Like Shane always
seemed to be at home. Preventing any time for Andrew to give me a well
deserved lesson in obedience. At least Andrew has seen and likes my pretty
panties. But I am still working on the law of averages that Shane will be
going out one night soon!!!!!!!!! Or am I just getting to anxious.

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To be continued soon.