Date: Thu, 8 Mar 2001 04:58:43 -0800 (PST)
From: lucy.roberts@excite.co.uk
Subject: The making of Lucy (part two)

Title: Blossoming out. (TV; M/M)

" Blossoming out." by Lucy Roberts.
Some of this story is autobiographical.
If you like this story please let me know


It had now been two weeks since the Gang Show when Jon had made
his advances to Lucy and the Sunday afternoon they had spent together
as boy and girl friend. Two weeks and no contact. Jon seemed to ignore
Lucy at school. She could understand that, as in an all boys school like
theirs it wasn't normal for boys to mix across the years.

But Lucy longed to be in Jon's arms again. She longed to have her own
clothes. Until that Sunday afternoon, when Jon had provided his sister
Sarah's clothes, Lucy had borrowed bits from her Mum. But what she
really wanted was to build her own wardrobe and of course to see Jon.

As it happened both came together.

Lucy was on her way home from school and had almost
got there when she heard, "Ian,"

Lucy turned round and there was Jon.

Her heart leapt and her tummy did flip flops.

"Look," he said "I can't stay in case someone sees us. Can you come
with me to Reading on Saturday?  We can take a bus. No one there
will know us and we can do some shopping."

Lucy said that was fine with her.

"Bring what money you can," said Jon, "and I'll bring some. Get the
9am bus from the station and I'll get on at a later stop."

With that Jon turned on his heel and walked away. Lucy looked
around. She couldn't see anyone, so it should be all right.

That night Lucy spent a lot of time doing her "homework" in fact
she was sorting out a list of what she needed. The internet was a
great help as she could check prices in the major stores. The list
looked enormous and the 200 pounds that she could take from the money
she'd saved from her job didn't look to be enough. But Jon had said
he'd have some money. She couldn't wait until Saturday.

Saturday morning found Lucy at the bus station in good time,
she didn't want to miss the bus.

She got on but it was only when the bus got to the last stop in their
town that Jon finally got on and came and sat with her.

They sat and chatted looking just like two boys at a chance meeting but
Lucy knew this was her boyfriend and was delighted to be with him.

The bus took about an hour to get to Reading and that gave them time
to plan what to do. Neither had been shopping for women's clothes
before and were a little worried about it.

"How am I to be sure that things fit?" wondered Lucy.

"Do you know what size you might need, say for your panties, bra
and such like?"

"Yes that if I have panties size 10 they fit nice and tight and your
sister's
34b bra seemed right. But with dresses or skirts I'm not sure."

"Well you can hardly try them on in the shop," began Jon. "Actually
you can. You can use the toilets. We can buy things,  then you can
pop into the loo and try them on."

Eventually they came to Reading. They had decided to check out
various shops before making their choice and buying anything.

So it was that they trailed through Debenham's, Etam, Miss Selfridge,
New Look,  Marks, Top Shop, Dorothy Perkins and a few others.

They made their first purchases in Debenhams, a white suspender
belt, white panties, white bra, stockings and tights.

Lucy took these with her to the toilet. She stripped off her trousers and
pants and slipped on the white panties. They felt wonderful and, even
better, fitted like a glove. She had been worried about the suspender
belt but it was fine. It was a little small but that was better than too
large. With comfort and ease of changing in mind, Lucy put on tights
not stockings and then slipped her bra on.

She returned to Jon and now they set to, buying with a will.

All in all they bought six pairs of panties, four bras, three suspender
belts, two cami tops, three slips, three blouses, four skirts, two dresses
and two pairs of shoes as well as stockings, tights and jewelry.

Finally,  they only needed make up and Lucy decided that Boots would
be the best because they wouldn't be approached by an assistant there.
But she was wrong. Having got a few items in their basket, they were
looking for some foundation when an assistant came up to them.

"Do you need some help?" she asked.

"Oh er yes," said Lucy. "It's a bit embarrassing but I've got to
play a girl in our school play and I didn't want to ask my Mum
to get me some make up. I thought I'd do it myself but it's a
bit more difficult than I thought."

Well that did the trick. The assistant, who was only about 19
herself, couldn't have been more helpful in giving advice and
suggestions, not just about foundation but eyeshadow and even nail
polish. They left the shop with more than they had intended to
buy but the certainty that they had got the right stuff.

It was time to get the bus home. Lucy paid one last visit to the
toilets. She put on a white suspender belt and black stockings,
white panties, bra and full length slip.

When they got on the bus she went right to the back seat and sat in
the corner with Jon beside her.

It was dark and once they were outside of Reading Lucy looked round
and, checking they couldn't be seen by anyone, undid her trousers and
slid them down. There she was sitting on a bus with nothing on below
the waist but a slip with stockings and panties underneath. Jon
immediately placed his hand on her leg and began to stroke her thighs
and slide his hand up under slip onto her stockings and the tops of  her
thighs. Lucy was in seventh heaven. They couldn't kiss but just to feel
his hands on her was enough for now.

"Jon," she said, "it is ages since we've had time together. Most girls
 get to see their boy friend quite often. Isn't there anyway that we can
be together more often, especially now I have the clothes?"

"Listen," answered Jon, "in Boots that was an inspired piece of thinking
when you told that tale to the shop assistant. It started me thinking. I'm
doing 'A' Level Drama. Next week they're casting for the play we are
doing. It's Tom Stoppard's Arcadia. Now I wasn't  going to go in for a
part despite Mr. Jones the Drama teacher asking me. I thought I'd just
do backstage. But if I did try out I'd go for  the part of Septimus Hodge
a young tutor. Now, as there aren't enough of us in the group to fill all
the
parts Jonesy knows he's going to have to draw others in and no one really
wants to play the girl's parts.  So if you came to the casting and were
willing to play the part of Thomasina Coverley who's a 13 year old girl,
and later a 16 year old,  I'm pretty sure that you'd get it.  I could be
there at the audition and get old Jonesy to chose you. Then we'd have to
work together. We'd have to rehearse both at school and at home, pretending
to be husband and wife but more important you'd have to pretend to be a
girl.
It would give you the excuse to be with me and to put on a dress. Once you
have a dress on who's to know what you have on underneath. And once we
are together rehearsing who's to know what we do? It would be ideal."

Lucy was elated and it was all she could do to stop herself from
kissing Jon.

That night alone in her bedroom Lucy went through all her new clothes,
trying them on mixing and matching before hiding them away. She was
glad now that a year ago her mother had decided to leave her bedroom
alone and let her tidy and clean it when she decided. No one would
come in. However, she decided not to make her new things too obvious.
So dresses and such like were hung up at the back of the wardrobe and
her lingerie hidden under other clothes.

The following week things worked out better than Lucy hoped. Jon duly
got the part of the tutor and she got her part to play opposite him.

After the auditions the drama teacher took them aside and said,  "Look
these are big parts and there's only so much we can do at school. You're
going to have to rehearse at home and Ian, thanks for being willing to
play a girl's part but I'm afraid you're going to have to practice
wearing a skirt if your movements are to be realistically feminine O.K?"

Was it O.K.? It was perfect. They had permission from school to be
together and for Lucy to wear girl's clothes.

That night she told her mother about the play and about the need to
rehearse with Jon and having to wear a skirt, though she tried to play
down her excitement.

Her mother said, "that's great Ian. Why don't you let your hair grow
a bit and then when the time comes we can style it to look like a girl's."

Lucy could scarcely believe her ears. Perhaps she could play this along
and get all kinds of help.

For the next few weeks she and Jon would meet on Tuesday at Lucy's
and Thursday evenings at Jon's.

The first Tuesday Lucy's Mum gave her an old skirt to use. But when
Lucy went to Jon's she took one of her own. For the first few rehearsals
they just rehearsed, simply being together was fine with both of them.

It was the second Thursday when things began to move forward.
Sarah, Jon's 22 year old sister, whose clothes Lucy had already tried on,
asked Lucy if she'd like a dress to use for rehearsal purposes. Lucy
agreed and, when Sarah came back with a dress, immediately put it on
but kept her trousers on underneath. A little later when Sarah came back
to see how they were getting on she told Lucy that she ought to take
her trousers off.

"You can't imagine yourself a girl with those on. You'll be more aware
of the dress and how you need to move if you take them off."

So Lucy did as she was told. She felt a little odd with just a skirt on but
it was certainly a move in the right direction.

As they were finishing for the night Jon said "Can you come round on
Saturday evening for an extra special rehearsal Lucy? It looks as if
everyone else will be out and I'd love to see my girl friend."

Well of course Lucy was delighted but the surprises for the evening
hadn't finished because when she went to take the dress back, Sarah
called her into her bedroom.

"Was the dress all right?" she asked.

"Yes," said Lucy, "it was kind of you to lend it to me."

"Oh not at all. I can provide more help if you like. I mean you must look
a bit odd just in a dress with no bust. If you want to borrow some of my
underwear to go under the dress that's fine and I can help with make up
and with teaching you how to move like a girl."

Lucy was bowled over and decided to take the bull by the horns.

"Well that would be a great help Sarah. It was a bit odd tonight. Just
wearing the dress I felt like a boy in a dress and that makes it hard to
really do justice to the part."

"Exactly," said Sarah. "I'm glad you are taking this properly. So many
boys just get silly and embarrassed playing a girl's part. If you are going
to play a girl then you have to be a girl and there is nothing else for it.
Next Thursday come early and I'll dress you properly."

Lucy could scarcely believe her luck. Nor could Jon when she told him.

"That's brilliant because with Sarah's help I can see my girl friend every
Thursday and with full family approval."

Saturday evening Lucy arrived at Jon's with a small suitcase. He showed
her into his bedroom and left her to change. Lucy quickly stripped off her
clothes and sprayed some deodorant on. Then she got dressed. She'd
brought a pink set of lingerie, bra, suspender belt panties and cami top.
These she put on and clipped a pair of black stocking to her suspenders.
She sat down and did her make up and then took a good look at herself
in the mirror. She looked great. Just like a teenage girl.

Taking care not to smudge her make up she pulled a red dress over her
head. It was quite silky, came to mid thigh and had short sleeves.

 Now she was ready for Jon, who  immediately took her in his arms
and kissed her.

"Lucy you look so good," he said, "and feel even better."

His arms linked round Lucy's slender body as they simply enjoyed each
other's touch and presence. Lucy could tell by the size of the lump in
Jon's trousers that he was excited. The last time Lucy had been here
with Jon she had sucked him off and really enjoyed it. So now she sank
to her knees, the carpet rough through her stockings. She unzipped his
fly and eased his prick out of the clothes. For a while she held it in her
hand, the bright red nails highlighted against his dull skin. Lucy looked
up at Jon with twinkling mischievous eyes. Then she opened her lips
and took his prick deep into her mouth. Jon gave a prolonged sigh. For
both of them this is what they had been waiting for over the last few weeks.

Lucy's head bobbed up and down as she took his prick deep into her
mouth and let it slide out again. Her mouth was warm and soft and yet
the sucking motion she applied gave the necessary friction to the rod so
that, within just a few minutes, she heard Jon's breath getting faster
and knew he was about to come. She carried on until he shot his cum
into her willing mouth. She held prick and cum there for a moment
before swallowing the cum and allowing the prick to slide out. It
brought with it a trace of cum which smeared across Lucy's lips.
As she stood up Jon eagerly kissed her tasting his own cum for
the first time.

Jon zipped himself up and suggested they have a drink.
He went into the kitchen.

"Lucy I'm sorry we seem to be out of juice. I'll have to go down to the
shop and get some. I know why don't you come with me?"

Lucy went into a panic. But Jon was insistent.

"Lucy you look fine, I'll borrow one of Sarah's coats for you and no one
will notice."

Secretly Lucy knew she did want to walk out but she needed Jon's
reassurance.

So it was that, fifteen minutes later, with a coat that came down to her
knees and one of Sarah's handbags to complete the outfit, Lucy found
herself outside in the chill January air.

For a while she felt very uneasy, especially when people came towards
them but, after about four had passed with no notice being taken of
her, Lucy began to relax.

She and Jon walked hand in hand just like any other boy and girl.

The shop wasn't far away but once they'd over come the first few minutes
they agreed to go further so that Lucy could enjoy being out dressed.

At the shop Lucy hesitated to go in because it was much lighter inside.
But again Jon prevailed and no one gave her more than a passing look.

They'd almost got all the way home when Jon, who now had his arm
round Lucy, suddenly pulled her to him and kissed her. The thrill was
just unbelievable and was heightened when a passing car tooted.

Once inside they were both excited and Jon suggested they went to
his bedroom.

Jon stripped off and lay on the bed and watched as Lucy undid her blouse
and slid it off her shoulders. Then she unzipped her skirt, let it drop to
her feet and stepped out of it. She stood there in her light pink cami-top
with the matching panties and suspenders on view and the black stockings
accentuating her long shapely legs.

"Do you like what you see?" she asked.

It was a pointless question because Jon was almost salivating at the sight.

She joined him on the bed and they began kissing and stroking each
other's bodies.

Lucy loved the feel of Jon's strong arms around her and his hands rubbing
over her nylon covered body.

It wasn't long before she had moved down the bed and had Jon's
prick in her mouth once more. She licked round the bulging purple
head and let it slide in and out of her pursed lips like a lollipop. She
wrapped her tongue round it and then began to suck and tease it as
Jon lay back moaning with  the pleasure of the moment.

When she came up Jon said, "Lucy can I make love to you?"

"No you can't," said Lucy. "If I were a real girl you wouldn't ask that.
I'm your girl friend yes but we've some way to go before we think of sex."

With that she went back to sucking his prick, her head bobbing up and
down on the throbbing member and was soon rewarded for her efforts
with another mouth full of cum. She licked his prick clean and then came
up and lay in his arms gently stroking his manly chest with her delicate
fingers as one of his strong hands held her bottom and the other rubbed
her soft downy thighs.

During the next week Lucy could hardly wait for her rehearsal time.

Tuesday was normal except for Lucy's Mum popping in and watching
for a while. Lucy found it quite weird sitting there in a skirt, with her
little white panties on underneath, and talking in a higher than normal
voice while her mother watched and approved.

However, it was the Thursday that really helped Lucy to blossom as a
young woman.

She arrived early and was met by Sarah, who  took Lucy up to her room.

"Now let's see what we can find," she said rummaging in her drawers.

"How real do you want to be Ian?" she asked

"Oh as real as possible." said Lucy.

"As real as wearing girl's undies?" asked Sarah.

"Yes if it is going to help me get into the feel of the part," said Lucy.

"Right, here's some panties to start with," said Sarah throwing Lucy a
pair of  white cotton panties.

Lucy looked at them. "They don't look very different from mine," she said.

Sarah looked at them. "You're right. Let me think again."

After a moment Sarah said, "Yes to help the change from boy to girl we
need to make you as feminine as possible."

With that she began to pull out much more feminine things, panties,
bra, tights, slip and a dress.

"Right get changed," she said.

When Lucy hesitated Sarah said "I'll turn my back while you get into
the panties but you'll need help with the rest especially with your make
up."

Lucy knew she didn't need any help getting dressed in bra, tights and
such like but she wouldn't mind some help with her make up.

Lucy stripped off and stepped into the light green nylon panties, tucking
her penis out of the way.

"Hmm not a bad shape," said Sarah turning round.  Then she began
helping Lucy into the bra and showed her how to roll the tights up
her legs.

"It's like having a younger sister instead of that younger brother of mine.
 I've always wanted a younger sister to share things with and hand my
clothes onto."

Once Lucy was dressed Sarah sat her down and began to do her make up
explaining to her what she was doing. Finally she found Lucy some shoes.

"Well I am surprised. I didn't know that the change could be so marked.
I could pass you in the street and not realise you were a boy. How do you
feel?"

"It feels funny but in another way it seems quite nice. I like the feel of
the
clothes and, please don't tell anyone but, I like the way I look."

Sarah took Lucy by the hand and led her out of the room and downstairs.
She showed her to her mother and finally to Jon.

"Right you two had better go and rehearse and Jon remember to treat
her as a lady and no naughty business," she said laughing.

If only she knew thought Lucy.

The first thing Jon and Lucy did when they were in Jon's bedroom was
kiss and Jon's hands immediately went up under Lucy's dress and, of
course, she made no effort to stop him. The feel of his hands on her
bottom made her own prick twitch and the feel of his hard rod up against
her tummy made her go all gooey inside.

"I can hardly believe it," said Jon. "My mother and sister have seen you
as a girl and both have approved. It is great I can sit in here with you as
Lucy and chat and hold you and kiss you and the family are helping!"

The rehearsal definitely took a back seat that night as the two lovers
spent most of the time holding and kissing each other, except of
course for the time Lucy had Jon's prick deep in her mouth.

When it came time to go home Lucy went back to Sarah and offered
to return her clothes.

"No that's all right you can keep them. But make sure you get the
undies washed, provided your mother doesn't mind."

Things were moving on a pace and Lucy could scarcely believe it.

The next morning Lucy told her mother about how Sarah had helped
 her and how Sarah had given her some clothes and said that they
would need washing occasionally.

"That's O.K." said Lucy's Mum. "Just put them out with your other
things. They won't get mixed up with my clothes and certainly not
with your father's or brother's."

That night Lucy put out not the undies that Sarah had lent her but the
light pink undies she had worn for Jon the previous Saturday.

Over the next few weeks Lucy had a ball, Sarah helping her with clothes
and make up and her own mother showed Lucy how she could change
her hair to make it look like a girl's. It was clear her mother was enjoying

having a girl in the family.

One Thursday while Lucy was sitting at Sarah's dressing table doing
her make up herself Sarah said "You really are making good progress
Ian. I think that you don't need much of my help any more. In fact you
could almost get dressed and made up before you came here."

"What you mean come across here on the bus dressed like this?"

"Yes why not. It would be a good test of how you are doing portraying
yourself as a girl."

Lucy thought about it and mentioned it to her Mum the next day.

"I think that may be taking things a bit far Ian don't you?"

"Well, yes, but I do take up a bit of Sarah's time when I go over there.
She has been very good in helping me and in one sense I think she's
put down a bit of a challenge."

"Well all right if you think you can do it." said Lucy's Mum.

But for Lucy's progress wait until the next instalment