Date: Mon, 05 Jun 2006 10:44:53 -0700
From: bahee <bahee@telus.net>
Subject: Brianne: At Home

I went to my room and flopped down on my bed. I felt exhausted. I must have
dropped off to sleep right away as the next thing I remember is Mum shaking
we awake.

"Wakey, wakey Brianne. Time to get up."

I staggered to the bathroom, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. I must have
gone to sleep as soon as I hit the bed as I was still wearing my clothes
from yesterday.  I dropped my jeans and squatted on the toilet for my
morning slash when it hit me - not my piss, but what Mum had said. She had
called me Brianne. Using some toilet paper I dried the end of my clit, just
the way Sue had taught me. No more shaking. I pulled up my jeans and headed
for the kitchen.

Sitting at the table I was playing with my cereal, not really hungry but I
was thirsty.  I was on my second large glass of OJ when my sister, Jen,
came in.

"God, you look awful." As she passed behind my chair she bent over and
whispered in my ear. "Been doing a bit too much wanking, I bet. Hairy palms
next."

I felt the tears welling up in my eyes. "Oh shut the fuck up." I yelled,
running for my room. Slamming the door behind me, I threw myself onto my
bed, burying my face into my pillow. The tears just kept coming. Fuck,
fuck, fuck, what a mess.  This time yesterday the sun was shining. Brianne
was feeling really good, excited, bouncy. Even Brian felt better than he
had for a long time. Now everything had changed. It was just like it was in
the cartoons. Everything was dark and heavy. I felt as if I was being
smothered by a heavy, black blanket. I was angry. I struggled to get out
from under the blanket, the fog. The more I struggled the heavier the damn
thing became.

Sometime later there was a knock at my door. "Brianne, honey, it's Mum. May
I come in?"

"Go away. Leave me alone."

"No, sweetie. We've got to talk. Please let me in."

"Fuck off. Leave me alone."

"It's not going to happen, dear. We have to talk and we can't do it through
a door.  Please, Brianne, let me in."

It wasn't a mistake. I had been hearing right. Mum wanted to talk with
Brianne.  Something was going on. Something had changed since last night.

"Please yourself, the door's not locked."

Mum came in. She sat beside me on my bed. For a long time neither of us
said anything.  I just felt her stroking my head. It was if she was slowly
pulling the darkness away.  My anger was leaving.

"I called the school and told them you were not well so you don't have to
worry about that for today."

"Oh, Mum, I love you. I really, really do."

"I know you do, dear, and I love you. Come here."

I got up and sat on her lap. She put her arms around me and hugged me
close. It had been a long time since we did this. She pressed my head to
her breast. I could hear her heart beating. She stroked my hair.

"Mum, why did you call be Brianne?"

"I've been wondering for a long time, years actually. I know you been doing
some experimenting. I've covered for you a few times when you pinched some
of Jen's things. I was never sure though. Sue and I had a very, very long
talk last night. She is a very nice person and I know a lot now. Sue told
me about what 's been going on for the past few weeks and about your new
name. I like it, sort of suits you.  Come on, I need a cup of coffee and
you have to have your breakfast."

We sat around the kitchen table for the rest of the morning, talking,
talking. I was very embarrassed at first but the more we talked the easier
it got. I could tell that even Mum was not very comfortable when we
started.

"Mum, I'm sorry I was swearing at you."

"It's alright darling. I understand. Let's not talk about that anymore."

Mum was pretty easy going with Jen and me but swearing was an absolute no
no. We both knew all the words and used them pretty freely at school with
the rest of the guys but at home, never.

"Well, this has been a bit of a surprise. I guess we'll have to make some
changes around here, but I want to be sure. You really like being Brianne,
you don't want to be Brian, right?"

"I don't know. I really like being Brianne but then I get scared. What will
people say."

"It'll be tough dear, but if that is what you really want, we'll find a way
to make it work. There is a couple of practical things we have to sort out
right away. Obviously you have to finish this year as Brian. God only knows
what we're going to do with next year. At home you can be Brianne or Brian
as you like."

"But Mum, Jen will freak out. She'll tell all her friends and they'll all
make fun of me at school."

"See, you're not the only one with problems. Yes, she'll be surprised, but
I think you will be also. She cares for you a lot more than you think. Once
she get used to the idea I think she'll enjoy having a sister especially a
younger one."

"I hope you're right, but I still think she'll freak and tell everyone."

"Well, we'll worry about that later."

It was a long morning. We had lots to talk about. I was really surprised to
find that Mum really knew me better than I knew myself. She reminded me of
all kinds of little things that happened over the years. By lunch time we
were talked out but I think we were both felling better.

"I think we should have some lunch then we could go over to the mall and
Brianne can get some of her own clothes. Its about time you stopped
borrowing other people's."

After lunch Mum and I raided Jen's closet. I was surprised to find that she
had several padded bras. I had always thought it was all Jen. I slipped
into a pair of lime-green panties that had a pretty little yellow bow in
the front and one on each side of the leg opening. Mum helped with one of
the padded bras, I still need practice with them. I can usually manage on
my own now but today I seemed to be all thumbs. Nervous I guess. We found a
denim skirt. Nothing fancy, just a plain skirt with a patch pocket. It
reached about half way down my thighs. A yellow, sleeveless top finished
off my outfit. None of her shoes would fit so I had to make do with a pair
of my own runners.

"Now, let's do something with your hair. We'll have to get you an
appointment at the salon but with a little bit of gel I think we can make
you presentable."

The final touch was a bit of make-up. Strangely, in the past few weeks with
Sam and Sue I had never tried any. Mum gave me a little bit of eye-shadow,
a touch of colour to my cheeks and some lip gloss.

"Go and check yourself out in my room."

I went to Mum's room and looked at myself in her full-length mirror. Sue's
thirteen year old schoolgirl had become, even if I say it myself, a good
looking young lady.  If I didn't know better I could easily have fallen for
her.

We spent the afternoon at the Mall. It ws the first time in years, if not
ever, that I actually enjoyed shopping with Mum. We didn't exactly go on a
spending spree but we certainly spent more than I was used to. Luckily
there were some sales on but even so by the time we had bought a few
essentials the Visa was going to be a few hundred dollars more than
usual. The first stop was shoe store where I wanted to try on everything in
the place. I really wanted a pair of heels of some kind but Mum insisted on
being practical so I didn't get the pink or the green high heels that I
fell in love with but instead ended up with a new pair of runners and a
brown open toe with about a 4cm heel. Sears provided a selection of panties
and bras. Old Navy had a sale on tops and we found two skirts at Rikki. As
we headed for the exit I noticed a group of four or five boys coming toward
us. One of them was Sam.  I though they were just going to walk by but Sam
did a double take and came over.

"Hi Mrs. Dale. Hi Brianne."And there, right in the middle of the Mall he
put an arm around my waist, pulled me tight to him and planted a kiss right
on my lips. There were some jeers, cheers and whistles from his friends. I
was blushing fiercely.

"I take it you two know each other?"

"Oh yes Mrs. Dale. We're going steady, hasn't Brianne told you? Can I carry
those bags for you?"

"Yes thank you. It is Sam, isn't it?"

Sam waved to his friends, carried our packages to the car and came home
with us.  During the drive home I was bubbling over with excitement as I
tried to tell Sam about our afternoon and all the lovely things we had
bought. At home Sam brought all my packages to my bedroom. I started to
drag everything out to mode them.

"Come here." Sam pulled me over to the bed. We lay down with our arms
around each other. We kissed. His tongue pressed against my lips. I opened
my mouth. His tongue slipped into my mouth. I pushed back and began to
explore his mouth. Our tongues were engaged in a war. Who was going to win?
My clit was getting hard.  I could feel Sam's cock pressing against me. His
hand slid down my body. He was caressing my arse. His fingers found their
way under my skirt. He eased down my panties. I felt him squeezing my
cheeks. A finger found its way into my crack. It worked its way round to my
hole. My cheeks clamped in a reflex.

"Just relax. You're going to enjoy this."

I tried to. He stroked my boy cunt. My clit was rock hard. He teased be
running his finger around my cunt, pressing slightly and then moving
away. I arched my back, pushing out my arse as I tried to follow the
finger.

"Hot little bitch, aren't you. Bet you've never been fucked, have you?"

"No."

"But you sure as hell want it. Here give this a good suck. Get it good and
wet." as he pulled his finger away and stuck into my mouth. I could smell
the earthy aroma of my own cunt as I sucked on his finger. He pulled his
finger out of my mouth and pressed it once again against my cunt. My cheeks
tightenedd.

"Relax, take it easy. Just press against my finger as if you are going to
have a crap.  Now relax as I push - there see." I felt the tip of his
finger entering into my cunt.  "Now once more - push -relax."  More of his
finger slipped into my cunt. I could feel him inside me. I felt him
beginning to pull out.

"Don't. Stop. Leave it in. Fuck me." His finger was nearly all out when he
pushed all the way in again. In and out, he fucked me with his finger. "Oh
christ, I'm cumming." I shot my load. Sam left his finger in my cunt as we
lay there.

"Enjoy your first fuck?"

"Oh god yes."

"Well finish it off." He pulled his finger out of my cunt and pressed it to
my lips.  As I licked it "my turn now. Get up. Kneel down here." he pointed
to the floor. I did as he said. My panties were down round my knees and
there was a massive wet spot on the front of my skirt where I had cum. He
undid his belt and slipped his jeans down to his knees. His clit was
straining against his lavender panties. He pulled it out.  "OK bitch, suck
it." I bent my head and kissed the tip, savouring the taste of his
pre-cum. "Suck I said" and he grabbed my head and forced his cock into my
mouth.  I took him in and sucked. I had given Sam many blow jobs by now but
today he was rough. He didn't wait for me to suck, to kiss, to fondle his
balls. He held my head and thrusted with his hips. He fucked my face. He
came into my mouth. As I was savouring his cum I heard a voice.

"So that's what you two have been up to."

Oh god, caught. There was Mum in the doorway.

"You should at least close your door. And as for you, young lady, if you
think I'm paying to have that cleaned" as she pointed to my skirt "you've
got another think coming. That's coming out of your allowance."