Date: Tue, 25 Feb 2003 19:48:20 +0000
From: Rob p <robz8000@hotmail.com>
Subject: Deedi Emerges - 1 (TG)

Deedi Emerges (c)
By
Rob Henson


Chapter 1 -- The End

"Ok darling, that'll be Alex at the door, I'm just off" Daniel looked up
from his book as his Mother pushed open the door to his bedroom.

"Well, what do you think Daniel, will I do ?" Kate Dewar marched into the
room and did a twirl, her knee length skirt flying skywards and then
floating gently back down again as she turned full circle.  She was an
elegant woman in her mid thirties and looked much younger. Her high cheek
bones and natural blond hair, together with an irresistible smile had
caused more than one near accident on the underground escalators as she
made her way to work at the airport. She was taller than average, about
five foot eight, and possessed a wonderful slim figure that most of the
female population would kill for, and a personality to match.

"Mum, you look fantastic, that skirt looks great with the blouse just like
I said, and the jacket really suits you."

"Yes, you were right as usual." she smiled. They had been out shopping
together during the afternoon to buy a new outfit for her date that
night. They had always shopped together since Daniel had be very young and
now she had found that her son was an excellent judge of fashion, always
seeming to know what went well together even when she herself was
doubtful. Tonight she was meeting her boyfriend Alex who she had be seeing
for the last three months. He was in his early forties and worked as a
Marketing Director which meant he often travelled abroad, more recently
taking Kate with him on some of the trips.

"Your bath's ready by the way. See you later, I won't be late."

Daniel smiled. "Mmmm, possibly, I don't think I'll wait up though." The
tops of her fully fashioned, but non-seamed tan stockings had appeared as
she twirled around for his inspection. He had noticed her pick them up in
hosiery department of Selfridges that afternoon.

"Someone's in luck tonight" he had said as they walked towards the till to
pay for the stockings.

"Don't be cheeky," she laughed. "Anyway you're just jealous."

"Mother, I am defiantly not jealous of Alex where you're concerned." he
said in a very un-approving tone.

"Who said anything about Alex ?" Kate said softly but they had reached the
till before she could say anymore.

"Don't do anything too naughty," he said suggestively as she was leaving
his bedroom. He was a glutton for punishment but hadn't yet realised it.

"Ok," she said wiggling her bum and kicking her left leg up behind
her. Then she slid her head back around the door and said "You neither."
With a big smile and a wink she was gone. The smile froze on his face for a
moment as he wondered what she had meant by that. No, it must have been
just an innocent remark, after all he had always been careful. But there
was also the comment she had made in Selfridges that afternoon about being
jealous.

He heard the front door shut as he got up to undress. He still had a bit
more work to do but needed a break and a long soak always made the
difference. He was fifteen and just coming up to his GCSE exams and so work
mostly consisted of revision.  He was very bright and attended a good
school so there was going to be little doubt about his results, but he was
someone who was determined to do well, at whatever he put his mind to. He
left his clothes on the floor and went through to Kate's room and then into
her bathroom. They both had en-suite bathrooms but there was only a shower
in his and she never minded him using her room even if she was
dressing. More often than not she would ask about something as he wandered
through, such as what shoes would go best with a top she was thinking of
wearing or what did he think of a new slip she had bought.

The bath was full and hot but there was something else. He could smell
perfume and as he tested the temperature he noticed that there was bath oil
in the water. Strange. Perhaps she had just forgotten that she was running
it for him. He got in anyway and immediately relaxed as the heat and the
fragrance took effect. He laid back, shut his eyes and thought about the
afternoon they had spent shopping together.

That morning at breakfast, she had mentioned that she was seeing Alex later
and wondered if he was busy or whether he would like to go into the West
End with her to buy a new outfit. He did have a class that afternoon but
said he would come anyway. A session with Mr Johnson on the economics of
pre-war Britain didn't stand a chance against wandering around the feminine
finery of the big department stores in London. Besides he could pick up the
notes from his good friend Ann who lived around the corner and catch up
later. So he phoned in sick and did some revision in the morning until they
left the house in Ealing after lunch.

When they were together they were just like best friends and, with his slim
figure and long blond hair, during their trips to the shops, he had often
been mistakenly asked, 'Would you excuse me miss, opps sorry.' Kate usually
just laughed but it had happed again today while he was waiting for her to
emerge from a changing room. He didn't mind really, in fact it was quite
intriguing be taken for a girl. He certainly wasn't a boy's boy. His
complexion was soft but he had the same sharp features and high cheek bones
as Kate, which were a family trait on his Mothers side. His father had died
when was very young and he never knew any of his family. As he entered his
teens the relationship with Kate changed, imperceptibly at first but
distinctly so as they became more like sisters. There was never any
embarrassment as they walked around the house in various states of undress,
probably because of the deep love they had for each other. He had started
to develop some of the characteristics of manhood, just but puberty seem to
be late coming for Daniel assuming it would arrive at all, he sometimes
thought.

There was nothing to rush for so he topped up the hot water and washed his
hair before laying back and drifted into a sleep that neither came nor went
but allowed his thoughts to float around taking him nowhere in
particular. He remembered the times he had dressed in Kate's clothes, the
few times he had used her make-up and jewellery, usually while she was away
on a trip, and the time one night when he had gone to bed in one of her
night dresses wearing her stockings and suspenders. He also thought back to
one event in particular when he had gone out for a walk nearly bumping in
to Ann.

It was a Tuesday earlier in the year and his Mother had flown off to
Johannesburg that morning. He had arrived home from school at about five
o'clock as usual with nothing much planned. He got his homework out of the
way early and decided to watch TV for the rest of the evening. He left his
room but instead of turning into the hall to go downstairs he found himself
wandering into Kate's bedroom. He had no particular reason be in there but
he was feeling lonely that night and just being in the room seemed to make
a difference. He could smell the perfume she had worn that morning as he
sat down at her dressing table. He ran his hand along the wooden edge and
down to the top draw which opened almost without him realising it. Inside
he saw it contained some of her underwear, bras, panties, socks and tights.
He put his hand in and felt the softness of the material not at all like
his own rough clothes. The next draw down also contained underwear but this
time more exotic, suspender belts of all colours, basques and stockings of
every shade you could imagine. He knew then that he would try them on but
he had little idea why. He seem to be on some sort of auto-pilot just like
the aeroplane Kate worked on. He had tried on some of her clothes before
but nothing much, just tights and skirts really.  He seemed to feel more
comfortable and relaxed in her clothes compared to his.

He had showered already so he quickly undressed and took his clothes back
to his bedroom. In Kate's room he selected a matching underwear set. A very
sexy belt in white with 4 long suspenders, a lace bra and silky panties. He
put them on and found they fitted him perfectly which was no surprise as he
was already aware that he and Kate were the same size, even in shoes. He
tucked his now semi-hard cock away under the gusset of the panties and
chose a pair of nude stockings pulling the first over his arm as he had
seen Kate do. It felt cool to the touch as he placed it over his foot and
unrolled it up his leg before clipping the stocking tops to the
suspenders. All those years of watching his Mother dress had not gone to
waste. Then he pulled up the second as before clipping them in the same
way. He walked over to the mirror so he could see the result and was
amazed. He had good legs, not all muscular and very smooth with just a few
blond hairs on the calves and thighs.

Now for a dress. No question really once he had opened the wardrobe door.
There in front was a black mini dress which he had seen her wearing the
night before. He pulled it up over his nylon covered legs shivering to the
sensation and, pushing his arm right up his back he managed to pull up the
zip. He brushed out his hair with a side parting which meant it swept over
one eye with a dramatic and very feminine effect. He found some medium
height shoes which he slipped on and sat down at the dressing table again
wondering what excitement he could unearth next.  Make-up was the
answer. Her make-up bottles surrounded him on the dressing table. First a
little eye shadow, then some mascara and blusher finishing of with the
lipstick.  He saw some nail varnish but decided against it just in case
there was a problem in school the next day. Looking in the mirror he
decided he had finished. Looking back at him was a slight older, perhaps
seventeen year old girl, sophisticated but not tarty and very pretty. He
tried to be critical and it wasn't perfect for his first attempt but
wherever he turned he saw that the image looked good. There was something
missing though, jewellery. He knew she kept a box in the left had draw so
he pulled it open and lifted the lid of the box. The problem was he didn't
know where to start, she had everything, broaches, rings, bracelets,
ear-rings, necklaces and some items he had no idea what to do with. A pair
of ear rings caught his eye and he picked them up.  They had pins but
luckily, like most of his class he had had his ears pierced about a year
before when it was fashionable. He wore a small sleeper in on ear and a
small ring in the other which he had completely forgotten about. He removed
these now and replaced them with two larger hoops from which hung two tear
drop pearls. Finally a pearl necklace and the ensemble was complete.

He spent the next ten minutes just waking around the room admiring himself
especially his legs which he couldn't take his eyes off. He felt the
pressure from his still hard cock tight between his legs but then noticed
how sexy his hair looked now that it was washed and brushed out. He then
saw her perfume bottles on a high shelf of the dressing table and selected
the one he liked her wearing the best and ended up using far to much. It
was a exhilarating fragrance that made his head swim. Finished at last he
went downstairs and turned on the television trying to walk as Kate did. By
now though it was nearly nine o'clock and he was far to excited to sit
still watching TV. He wandered around the house once more which was in
darkness now, not really knowing what he would next but the night sky gave
him his next thought, dare he go outside ? He spent twenty minutes weighing
up all the arguments for and against. Could he pass for a girl? Yes he
thought so. What would happen if someone caught him, ? Don't even think
about it. The streets around where he lived were upmarket and quite so the
risk would be small.  On and on around his head the arguments tossed and
turned until he made up his mind. He would do it. He really felt good
dressed like this and being outside on a chilly night, just for a quick
walk around the block would magnify those feelings by...  well who knows ?
What he did know though was he was now going out, whatever the risk.

He went back to Kate's bedroom and choose a coat. Also there on the top
shelf was something that would give him just a shade more confidence, a
round brimmed hat which he quickly popped on his head. He picked up one of
Kate's shoulder strap handbags and went back to his room to get his keys
which he put in the bag.  He was walking quickly now and couldn't wait to
get out of the house. Turning the last of the lights off he opened the
front door and stepped out.

Wow. It was incredible. The first thing he felt as he walked was the chill
around his legs, then his smooth stockings rubbing against each other and
the taughtness of the suspender straps as he took each step. He seemed to
float down the road hardly daring to breath. The noise of his heels click
clacking sounded far to loud but exciting at the same time, not a noise he
would ever be able to make in his other role. He turned a corner, walked
for about two hundred yards and turned again. He wasn't planning to be out
for long and all to soon he realised he was not far away from his front
door again. In the end he hadn't passed anyone and there were no problems
until he noticed that ahead of him was someone near to his front door, it
was his school mate, Ann. She was obviously on her way home from
somewhere. On my God, he thought, freezing inside but his legs somehow
managing to keep going taking him straight into her path. He knew she would
recognise him instantly, no question, but luck was with him as she crossed
over the road and turned the corner into her own street. He rushed for his
front door closed it behind him and let at an enormous sigh. Was it worth
it he thought ? Abso-bloody-lutely the answer came after he had calmed down
and thought about the last amazing twenty minutes of his life.

He went back to Kate's room and started to get undressed first removing her
dress and shoes and then the make-up. Still wearing he underclothes he
removed the earrings and necklace and placed them back in the box. As he
shut the lid he noticed a bag a the back of the draw. He pulled it out and
opened it gasping at what he saw. Inside there were three dildos obviously
belonging to Kate. The first was black and had two straps attached. As he
looked closer he saw that there was another, small one attached to the
first but pointing backwards. It didn't take him long to figure out the
mechanics of how it worked. The second was more simple in design, a double
dildo attached in the middle and both shaped like huge cocks. The third was
more interesting. It was about six inches long, cock shaped but it had a
dial at the end which he slowly turned. Nothing happed at first but as he
turned the dial further he heard a humming noise and felt the cock starting
to vibrate. There was no doubt about the pleasure that could be obtained
from that small device. He had planned to finish the evening off playing in
her stockings anyway, so he took the vibrator back to his bedroom along
with some baby oil from her dressing table, and lay on his bed.

Once again his movements seem to be automatic as he smeared the oil over
the flesh coloured plastic, eased the panties to one side and slowly pushed
the cock all the way up into his arse. He worked it in and out for a while
feeling the waves of pleasure wafting over him and then remembered the
switch. As he turned the dial up he felt the vibrating deep inside him,
throbbing as his muscles tried to force the cock out of him. He turned it
full on, pushed it all the way home and slipped the panties back in
place. The feeling was phenomenal as he turned on his front so that he
could rub his now solid-cock against the bedclothes.  Ten minute later he
experienced a shattering orgasm nothing like he had ever felt before when
even when he had been wearing Kate's clothes. From that point on he knew
that this was going to be an experience he would repeat and often
hopefully.

Later that night as he was dozing off to sleep he thought being dressed as
a beautiful girl and of nearly walking into Ann outside his house, and in
his dreams he imagined a cock inside of him again only this time it was a
real one and belonged to a handsome boy. He smiled as he slept.

The water was beginning to get cold now and as he opened his eyes he
noticed that his Mother had left the clothes she had been wearing that day
on the chair in the bathroom rather than putting them in the wash basket as
she usually did. Over the back of the chair was the blue skirt, her pink
top and in a pile on the seat was her blue silk panties, matching bra and
sun-tan tights. Her shoes were probably by the bed where she took them off,
he thought. She had looked lovely today especially as she made the frequent
changes of costume trying to find the right combination of colours and
styles to wear that night.

"You ought to come and work for the airline," she had said at one point
during the afternoon, "and advise them on the new uniforms they needed for
the cabin crew." She worked for one of the overseas airlines doing mainly
short flights when he was younger but had moved over to the long-haul
destinations as he got older and could look after himself. She had never
needed the job as they were fairly well off after her mother had died and
the family business had been sold. She had shared the proceeds with her
sister Liz who lived in Cambridge with his cousin Rosy.  They all got on
well together but only met four or five times a year. Still distance was no
barrier to communication as the telephone bills proved. The other advantage
or her job was that he often had a couple of days and nights to himself
which was very useful bearing in mind his new hobby.

He got out of the bath, dried off and decided, for the first time, to use
some of the Kate's talc that was sitting temptingly by the basin on the
vanity unit. It felt good on his skin especially on his legs which were
smooth apart from a few soft blond hairs. He was just walking back to her
bedroom when he stopped, looked down at the chair with her clothes and
thought for a moment.  Why not ? He knew she would be late back late and
they were ready for the wash in any case so there was no danger of spoiling
them. He picked up the pile and retuned to her bedroom. She had left her
shoes by the bed just as he thought. It was going to be a nice evening
afterall.

He wasn't sure why he had started wearing Kate's clothes and it wasn't much
at first. just her panties or tights. However when he did put her things on
things changed, he seemed to be closer to her, less lonely especially when
she was away on a flight.  Besides that it just felt so good. He put her
bra on first. He was quite adapt after watching her for so many years. Of
course it looked flat, not at all like her beautiful, full breasts that
managed to only just stay in place inside the skimpy, sexy bras that she
wore. That didn't matter though, for the time being anyway. Next he pulled
her silky panties over one foot and then the other.  They felt sensuous
around his bum and cool against his cock which he pushed down between his
legs. Now, very slowly, he pulled one of the legs of her tights over his
hand just like he had seen his Mother do hundreds of times before. He then
placed the foot over his toes and pulled them up, first one leg and then
the other enjoying every second as the nylon slipped seductively towards
his thighs and encased his long and very feminine legs before finally
smoothing the panty section over his hips. Even that felt good hugging his
waist.

With his long hair and soft features he caught sight of himself in her
dress mirror. Not the fifteen year old boy he knew but an older, very
attractive young lady and looking like a very sexy, a younger version of
Kate just like he had seen in some of her early photos. He pulled the pink
top over his head and put on the skirt before slipping the shoes on which
were size six the same as his. He hadn't realised how alike they were until
he saw how well her clothes fitted him. He didn't bother with any makeup
tonight but went back to his bedroom to continue his work. The fun part
would come later.

At about nine o'clock the phone rang. He picked up the hands free set from
the lounge and went back to lay on his bed. There was no danger since he
would see the security come on through his window should Kate return early.

"Hi DD, what's happening, just wondered if you were OK."

"Hi CJ, no probs, just feeling a bit sick this morning that's all."

It was his best friend Chris who had acquired the nickname from a TV series
many years ago. Some hero at school had decide it would be a great laugh to
use each other initials and Daniel had joined in as well with most of the
class until it got boring.  Somehow though, stuck with Chris and Daniel,
the name even though many had now forgotten how it first happed. It had
became accepted that that was who they were.

"You're going to be OK for the party tomorrow though, yea ?"

"Abso, can't wait, should be good." Saturday was going to be Ann's
sixteenth Birthday and she seem to have invited most of the school. Daniel
wondered what CJ would think if he could see him laying there rubbing his
hands up his legs feeling the smoothness of the nylon.

"Doing much tonight ? Just wonder if you wanted to come over and listen to
some sounds."

"No, I need to catch up with today's stuff. Ann came round earlier and lent
me her notes for the lesson. What time we meeting up tomorrow ?"

"I said we'd see the guys about seven at McDonalds. We can grab a burger
before we go. Don't s'pose the food there will be up to much."

"Right, see you then, bye."

Another half an hour and he had finished work. He put all the books away
and went down to the kitchen to get a drink. It just felt so good walking
around like this, so relaxing, so sensual, so feminine.  Now it was time
for some fun and the solitary, sexual experience that all young boys
discover in there early years. He went to her bedroom and opened the draw
where the bag sat and chose his electronic partner for the evening.

He usually took his time especially when wearing his Mother clothes. The
sexual part felt great but that was by no means the whole reason for
dressing up. Not for him anyway. About an hour later he went to her
bathroom again and got undressed. He put the clothes back on the chair,
returned his friend to its bag and went to bed. The problem was that he had
left the shoes in the bathroom by the chair, something Kate would never do.

"Come on sleepy head, its nine o'clock and breakfast is nearly ready, just
time for a shower. Hurry up." Kate said as she came into his bedroom the
next morning.

Kate had returned at about two o'clock long after Daniel had gone to sleep.
He never heard the front door or notice her come in to his room and kiss
him goodnight. She had gone straight to bed after removing her makeup and
brushing her teeth. It was then when she was in the bathroom that she saw
the shoes by the chair. She was curious for a moment but then realised what
must have happened. The small white stain on her tights told her everything
she needed to know. She just smiled and went to bed thinking of Alex and
their evening together, especially back at his flat. Her pussy was still
dripping wet and, as she thought about all the things he had done to her
body while they were laying on the couch, her fingers crept slowly down to
her moist lips. Ten minutes later she was sleeping contentedly.

"Hi Mum." Daniel said still not fully awake. "Have a nice time."

"Great, Alex said I looked terrific. Well done cleaver clogs. How about you
? Get up to much ?"

"Naw, CJ rang and I finished off my homework. That was all."

"Was the bath nice ?" she said in a strange tone.

"Er, yes thanks," he said not sure where this was leading but she had
disappeared downstairs so he got up and showered.

As they were eating Kate turn the conversation around to their shopping
trip the day before.

"You really are good at knowing what looks good aren't you. It's really
great when we're out together."

"Yes I like shopping with you too." he said guardedly. There was that
strange tone in her voice again.

"I sometimes wonder how you know so much."

"I'm not sure," he said beginning to worry now "Just observant I guess."

"Well, considering you never actually get to wear the things I buy and
really feel what its like to be a girl, its amazing," She said matter of
factly while eating a piece of toast. "It might be an idea if you tried
some of them on just to give you a better understanding of what its
like. You would certainly know what you were talking about then".

He was now going hot and cold and small beads of perspiration appeared on
his forehead.

"Err. I I don't know. I I I have never thought about it." he stammered just
wondering if there really was a limit to the number of butterflies you can
hold in your stomach without them bumping in to each other as they flew
around.

"Well perhaps we can have our own fashion show next time we go out. It
might be fun for both of us trying on all those lovely frocks and undies
when we get back." She got up and removed the plates.  Daniel took the
opportunity to make a very hasty exit back to his bedroom. She must know he
thought laying on his bed.  Perhaps not though, another thought came by
banging in to the first. He went hot and cold again. Still, if she did know
she didn't seem angry. But... His head was swimming now and he shut his
eyes. Just think about the party tonight instead. Shit.

"Just going to give Liz a ring," she shouted up the stairs, "I might be a
while."

"OK," he said and decided to go out, as quickly as he could.

"Well tell me all about him," ordered Liz, "This is beginning to sound
serious. I want to know all the sordid details, hold nothing back. Remember
this is for Queen and Country," They both laughed.

Liz and Kate had been great friends as children and shared everything, even
a few of there boyfriends. There was never any animosity, in fact they
found it fun as they compared notes.

"...anyway that enough of that," Kate said after an hour of pretty steamy
conversation. "I have got something else to tell you.  Remember what I said
a couple of weeks ago, well, it's definite."

"What's definite ?" said Liz puzzled.

"You know, when I mentioned that I thought Daniel had been wearing some of
my clothes. Well, after I had a bath last night I left the things I had
been wearing during the day in the bathroom. Daniel had said he wanted a
bath so I thought I would make things too tempting to resist and I was
right."

"What happened ?"

"After I got in last night I noticed my shoes had been moved and he had
been very naughty in my tights as well," They both laughed.

"Oh how sweet," said Liz "Did you let on that you knew ?"

"No, but I suggested we could have a fashion show together next time we go
out shopping and both of us could try on the outfits," they both laughed
again. "You should have seen his face, he couldn't get out of the house
quick enough this morning poor love."

"What will you do now ?"

"Oh I'll get round to arranging something. Its not a problem in fact I
think its really nice. It'll be like having a daughter, for a short while
anyway, and he really does seem to know what he's doing fashion wise. Its
uncanny. Still, must dash, love to Rosy."

"See you soon," Said Liz and they rang off.

Liz smiled and Rosy asked her what was so funny. Liz told her what Kate had
said.

"Ah, that's nice, I bet he'd look really sweet. Perhaps we could be there
when Kate has her show." They both laughed but not in a nasty way for they
too loved Daniel.

The exams came and went with no particular problems and nothing more was
said about the clothes, much to Daniels relief. It was the first Saturday
after the exams and he was just returning home after a night out
celebrating with his friends. He didn't think his Mother would be home yet
but as he walked up the drive he noticed two figures at the door, a man and
a woman. It was the Police. They heard him walking toward them and turned
as he arrived at the step.

"Daniel Dewer ?" The police woman said.

"Yes, what is it ?" He began to panic.

"Is your Mother called Kate ?" The male officer said.

"Yes, tell me what's happed." He was almost shouting now.

"I afraid there has been a serious car accident and we have some very bad
news. We had better go inside."



Chapter 2 -- The Beginning

"Ashes to Ashes. Dust to Dust," the words just kept going round and round
his head. Not as often over the last couple of weeks, he had noticed, but
still there. It just seemed so hard to believe that he was never going to
see her again. Most of those early weeks just after the accident were still
a blur to him but those words said by the priest on that rainy day in June
stood out in his memory as the coffin fell slowly into the grave now to be
occupied by both his Mother and his Father.

It was a chilly day in late September and Autumn had not quite made up its
mind whether to get down to serious business right now or leave it for
another couple weeks. It was late afternoon and the sky was overcast, one
of those days that never really seems to take hold as it drifts gently
towards evening. Liz, Rosy and Daniel were walking back to the house after
a pleasant lunch at a fairly new pub-restaurant by the river. They had had
a nice time and Liz was pleased that at last Daniel was beginning to take
an interest in other things after the devastation that befell them all in
June, although he seemed subdued beside her this afternoon as they walked
slowly home. She never spoke but left him to his solitude for she knew what
he would be thinking about. Indeed she had done the same herself over the
last few months. She was so grateful to Rosy for taking control of their
lives during this difficult period. She had been wonderful, always knowing
when to take charge, when to step back and when to just leave them both in
peace. They were very close, much the same as Kate and Daniel had been and
since arriving Daniel had also slotted into their lives seamlessly even
though it wasn't the best of circumstances.

They had to walk about two miles along the river back to their house on the
outskirts of Cambridge. It had rained heavily over the last week although
today had been dry which was why Liz had suggested they all go out together
after being stuck in the house for so long. It had been good for all of
them and they had even laughed as the wise-cracking waiter had made jokes
while he was serving their drinks. The route back along the river bank was
silent compared to the noisy bar and the ground was still wet and slippery
from the recent rain.

"Daniel, I have been thinking," Rosy said thoughtfully.

"It's DD," said Daniel pronouncing the two letters quite distinctly.

"Pardon," Rosy queried caught by surprise. Liz too was puzzled.

"All my friends call me DD. Only Mum used to call me Daniel. I think I
prefer that now," he said very quietly.

"Oh, OK, I never realised, sorry," she understood what he was saying now.
When they used his name, especially Liz who was very much like Kate and two
years older, it must have reminded him of his Mother. Although Liz was dark
they were alike in just about every other respect even their voices.

"Right, DD, I was just thinking that we will need to be ready to leave at
about seven tonight if we don't want to miss the start of the film." Rosy
continued.

"No probs," he said as he began to surface from whatever deep place he had
been visiting over the last fifteen minutes or so.  The two of them had
planned to see the latest James Bond film in town that evening and Rosy was
looking forward to a break from the house. She was eighteen, two years
older than Daniel and had just finished her A levels gaining a place at
Manchester University, although she had decided to defer going up this
October to have a gap year doing some voluntary work abroad. She was due to
leave in the middle of October, just less than a month away.

Of course the last few months had been an horrific period for all of them
and Liz had moved in with DD almost immediately the news had came
through. Kate and Alex had been out to a restaurant that night and an
oncoming driver had fallen asleep at the wheel ploughing head-on into
Alex's car killing them both outright. The funeral had been a week later
and a few days after that when most of the urgent matters had been dealt
with, she took DD back to Cambridge to stay with her and Rosy until they
were ready to discuss the future. DD's exam results had arrived in the
meantime and apart from a perfunctory 'congratulations' no one, least of
all DD, had paid much attention to the ten passes, all at A or B. His
sixteenth birthday had also come and gone with the same indifference. He
had planned to leave school at the end of term anyway to go to a sixth form
college and so moving to Cambridge for the time being was not a problem. It
was good that he could tread water for a while and not have to worry about
much at all.

As they came to a bend in the river not far from the house the path became
very muddy as it moved closer to the river bank.  Rosy who was in the
middle trod on some wet leaves and slipped sideways knocking DD's legs out
from under him. He immediately went down on his side, rolled onto his front
and then slid down the river bank stopping just as his legs hit the
water. There was no danger as the river was quite shallow at this point.
Everything went quite for a moment as he looked up at them his face and
hair covered in mud. Then Rosy burst out laughing. She just couldn't stop
herself. When Liz saw that DD was OK she too started and then DD. It was as
if an enormous pressure valve had been released as the three of them cried
at DD's state.

"Come on," said Liz at last, "We need to get you out of those wet clothes
and into a hot bath before you freeze."

Rosy and Liz helped him up, still giggling as they made there way back to
house. Liz ran the bath and Rosy helped him out of his muddy clothes
downstairs in the laundry room so that he didn't mess up the carpets. Once
his clothes were off he didn't look so bad with just his face and hair now
caked in mud. Rosy threw his filthy clothes into the washing basket where
most of his other things were waiting to be washed.

The heating in the house had switched off earlier in the day so he shivered
as he went up stairs to his room wearing just his boxer shorts. He turned
into the bathroom which was between his and Liz's rooms connecting the
two. It was a large bathroom in a large house much like Kate's and DD's,
with spacious rooms and a huge garden that ran all round the back and sides
leaving them secluded on the edge of town. Rosie's room was opposite and
although DD had taken what was the spare bedroom, Liz had been using it as
an overflow of her own keeping most of her out of season clothes in the
wardrobe which filled one wall. The dressing table had also been full of
underclothes so they had moved in a chest of drawers for DD to use while he
was staying there. Liz had helped him pack when they left Ealing but their
hearts were not really into the task and consequently he didn't have nearly
enough clothes with him and so frequent washing was needed to keep him
supplied with trousers and shirts. It wasn't much of a problem though since
he hadn't been out much while he there.

Liz tuned as he enter the room, "Its just about ready, I've put some bath
oil in to get rid of the smell. I hadn't noticed until we got home but that
mud stinks".

"Thanks Liz," DD said as he removed his shorts and sank into the hot water.
Surprisingly, just like at home in some ways, the problem of being around
each other dressed or otherwise had just never arisen, probably because of
them having other things to think about. Obviously Liz and Rosy had never
worried about it and having DD around seemed so natural to them that they
took it for granted nothing need to change while he was there.

"I'll leave you to it then," Liz said as she left "have fun." Just for a
moment as he laid there, he was taken back to that night in June after Kate
and him had been out shopping together. He remembered what she had been
saying and how he had dressed up that evening creating the exact image of
her from that day. It was a nice feeling, not sad at all, almost as if she
was there, in his mind at least. Different though, she was now more a part
of him rather than someone else who had now gone forever.

As these images glided in and out of his consciousness he realised now how
much he was missing her and begun to wonder what he could do. However
events elsewhere in house saw to it that a solution would appear without
him having to do anything and also a lot quicker than he would have
imagined. He got out of the bath, dried himself off and wandered in to his
bedroom. He looked in his draw for something to wear but it was empty. Just
then Liz came in with some hot chocolate.

"Liz, have you seen my clothes, I don't seem to have any ?" he asked taking
a sip of the warming liquid.

"Oh, I think we have a problem," she said, "I forgot that what you had on
today had to make do for tonight as well, the rest is waiting to be washed
and won't be ready 'till tomorrow."

"What am I going to do," he asked looking up at her "Rosy and I are going
out tonight and I have nothing to wear ?"

"Hang on, I'll get a robe and we'll go downstairs, I'm sure we can think of
something," she disappeared into the bathroom on her way to her bedroom and
came back a few seconds later with a very feminine but short pink robe.

"It's cold in here, just put this on for now," she said handing him the
soft but warm garment. He was hesitant about wearing it until she said,
"Don't worry, I know its mine but no one will see. Anyway its warmer than
sitting around with no clothes on at all."

His face reddened as he undid the towel from around his waist and let it
fall to the floor. Thankfully his cock has resumed more normal proportions
after his bath, as he slipped his arms into the fine material, pulled it
over his shoulders and knotted the tie.

"That looks OK," said Liz with a reassuring smile, "That colour suits you
don't you think ? Kate told me how good you were at advising her when you
were out shopping together. You can come with us into Cambridge shopping
tomorrow and be our expert if you like. I have got to get some new winter
outfits".

"Y Yes alright," he said suddenly wondering what else his Mother might have
said to her sister. He should have known though, that there had be no
secrets between them. His mind was upside down now listening to Liz as he
followed her downstairs in her dressing gown. Rosy was in the lounge as
they came in and she gave DD a big smile.

"You need to dry you hair, shall I do it for you," she said appearing to
take no notice at all of what he was wearing.

"OK," he said as they all sat down and Liz told her what had happened
asking if she had any ideas. DD shivered again.

"Are you cold ?" Rosy asked noticing his bear legs looking very smooth and
white.

"Yes, a bit," he said finishing his drink.

"I've some socks you could wear but I don't think they will make much
difference in that gown," she said thoughtfully, "I have got some thicker
tights though, they'll do the job. Come on lets go upstairs and we'll get
them," With that she got up, grabbed his hand and marched him upstairs
before he could even think about protesting. Liz just smiled as they went
out thinking how nice it will be having another girl in the house. They
went into Rosie's bedroom and she made straight for her underwear draw
while DD sat on her bed.

"Er, Rosy, I'm not sure about this, " he said "Won't I look silly ?"

Rosy turned and smiled handing him a pair of her tan tights which were
slightly thicker than any of Kate's he had worn in the past, more like the
ones she used when she was going to work.

"No of course not," she said and sat down beside him on the bed. "Listen,
Mum and I love you heaps and we would never do anything to hurt or
embarrass you, right ?" he nodded and lifted his head to look at her. She
was smiling, her face radiant. She leaned over and gave him big hug and
kissed him on the forehead. "so put these on and we can think about what we
can do about later, I'm not giving up on a night out with my favourite
cousin that's for sure," a plan already beginning to form in her mind.

"Hang on though, you need some panties you can't wear those horrible shorts
under your tights," There was something strange about the way she 'your
tights' but things were now moving too quickly for him to think straight.
She threw him a pair of her white cotton panties and went to the wardrobe
to see what else he could wear.

"You'll need something else as well, you can't sit around in just your
tights," she said looking around and noticing how expertly he was pulling
them up each leg.

"That's very good, you look like you've done that before," she said
selecting a wool skirt and picking pastel pink T-shirt and pink jumper from
a draw.

"Oh it's just that I'd seen Mum do it so often," he said looking up. "What
are they ?"

"Just a skirt and jumper. Look just try them on and then check in the
mirror. If you think that you look silly then we'll think of something
else, how's that, deal ?"

He thought for a moment. It wasn't that he didn't like what was happening,
it was just that he never dreamed he would be dressing as a girl in front
of his Cousin and Aunt. He put on the rest of the clothes she had given him
and went over to the mirror. His hair was still wet but he looked every
inch a pretty young lady, as he knew he would.

"Wow," she said "I have to admit you do look very much like a really lovely
girl, not a boy dressed up at all. Now is that a problem for you because
its not for me and it won't be for Mum either ?"

"Well..." he looked again into the mirror and turned slowly around. He had
looked at many a ladies legs and his were as good as any he had drawled
over in the recent past and his figure looked fine even if it was a bit
flat where it mattered.

"I suppose not and I do feel a bit warmer now," he said which was an
understatement.

"Come on lets go downstairs and see what Mum thinks and then we can decide
what you are going to wear for tonight." she said pushing him gently
through the door.

"What do you mean ?" he walking down the stairs behind her in his
stockinged feet which he had to admit looked very sexy.

"Well, there aren't that many options really," but she said no more as they
went back into the lounge.

Liz came in from the laundry room and was startled at the transformation in
DD.

"You look great DD, how does it fell to look like one of us," she asked
knowing full well what he had been up to not so very long ago. DD was
starting to get used to walking around in front of other people now and
said he felt a bit odd but OK. They all sat down together and Liz asked if
they had any thoughts about what they might do about going to the cinema
that evening.

"What do you think DD ?" said Liz.

"I don't know what we can do if all my clothes are in the wash," not daring
to even imagine where this conversation might be going.

"Well I have put all your dirty things in the machine but they won't be
finished for a couple of hours yet and then they will have to dry before
being ironed. I'm afraid they are not going to ready to wear until
tomorrow." she added.

"Oh," was all he could say pulling his legs up on to the couch under him
and unconsciously playing with his hair.

"Well I have an idea," said Rosy. DD was not surprised since he had an
inkling of what was coming and he was starting to feel queasy.

"I would really like to go out tonight and I think, with a little make-up
and hair styling DD could easily pass as my girl friend and ..." but before
she could finish DD interrupted her.

"You have got to be joking, right ?" said DD really beginning to panic now.
"You think that a boy could go with you into Cambridge, dressed up in your
clothes and get away with it. You've got to be crazy." Sweat was starting
to appear on his brow. He was certainly not cold anymore.

"You're right about that DD except that you wont be a boy dressed up in
girls clothes," said Liz softly. "All you've done so far is put on a skirt
and a jumper and from where I'm sitting you could pass as a girl
easily. Goodness knows how pretty you would look in some really nice
clothes, make-up and a little jewellery."

DD was quite. Liz seemed convinced about what she what saying and he did
believe Rosy earlier when she had said they wouldn't do anything to
embarrass him. After all if they were out together and he was spotted she
would be also be in difficult situation.

"I don't know," he said finally beginning to warm to the idea, a little at
least. He remembered what he had been thinking about in the bath. "What if
someone sees me ?"

"No one will notice, its getting dark now and we will be in the cinema.
We'll drive in so there's minimal risk, OK ?" Rosy had all the answers.

"I suppose so," he said not at all convinced.

"I'll tell you what, same deal as before right ? It will be your decision
DD, no one else's" Rosy said sitting up in her chair and beginning to get
excited at the prospect. "Lets go upstairs and I will get you ready. You
won't just pass for a girl, I'll turn you into a real stunner, the
works. And then you can spend as much time as you like in front of the
mirror making up your mind and we will only go if you are 100% happy. No
less. What do you think ? Are you game ?"

DD looked to Liz for help but she just smiled.

"It's up to you, DD," she then said quietly, "The only thing I would ask I
suppose, is what have you got to lose ? And you never know you might
actually enjoy it. As Rosy said if you're not completely comfortable then
you can forget all about it and go another time."

"And you wouldn't mind. It would be a bit odd, your nephew turning into
your niece ?" he asked more or less resigned to the fact now and he had to
admit he was really was beginning to feel quite good in Rosie's Skirt and
tights. Liz and Rosy had both noticed how his hand had never stopped gently
rubbing his nylon covered legs since he had sat down.

"Of course not," she said, "you're our DD now and that will never
change. Go and get ready while I start the tea. After that it's up to you."
It was beginning to get dark now and Liz switched on the lights.  At least
he won't be out in daylight he thought.

"All right then but its my decision OK, no brow beating me until I give in
or anything," DD said to Rosy before finally giving in.

"Cross my heart and hope to die," Rosy said jumping up, "Come on, this'll
be fun you'll see." DD got up and followed Rosy out of the room and up the
stairs not quite as enthusiastically but not reluctant either. If she did a
good a job as she said she would this could be just what he wanted.



To be continued if you wish.

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