The Trouble with Patrick                                  by: Patricia Anne Anderson

 

Part One

It was a beutiful saturday afternoon and Patrick was alone in the house by himself his 17 year old sister Karen and his mother were shopping. Patrick was a normal 15 year old boy who was missing his father. His father had died 4 years ago in an automobile accicent. There was a void there that couldn’t be filled. His mother tried to fill it but it was impossible. So Patrick was growing up in a house with woman and his curiosity was getting the best of him.

On this perticular day he stsrted to wonder what it would be like to be a girl so he went into his sisters room and took some things out of her dresser. A pair of satiny panties and a matching bra. Then he went into his bedroom and quickly stripped off his clothes. He put the panties on forst and then the bra, it was funny looking but the frilly unfer clothes made him feel different

He went to his sisters room and took out a dress and put that on. He looked in the mirror and even though he was male he startyed to feel feminine. He wondered what he would look like if he had make up on but decided not to try that. He was ingrossed in what he was doing and didn’t notice that the front door had opened and closed.

As he left his room his sister Karen caught him in the hallway as he was going back to his room. She screamed and then caught him by the arm.

"Just what the hell do you think you are doing?" she asked.

Patrick could not speak and didn’t know what to say. Standing there in his sisters clothes he was caught.

"Well lets just see what mom say’s about this."

Karen with Patrick in tow went to the livingroom there to see their mother. When she saw what Patrick had on he mouth nearly fell to the floor. She eyed her son up and down and then got a smile on her face. She took Patrick by the hand and they went into the bathroom. She told him to take off his sisters clothes and start a bath. Patrick didn’t know what to think anymore. As he drew the bath he started to wonder what his mother was up to.

She came back carrying a bunch of things in her arms. She reached over and put a sweet smelling bubble bath in the water and told Patrick to get in. He recognized the scent as one of his sisters favorite and when she would use it she would smell like rose pettles. His mother put shampoo in his long hair. The shampoo smelled like roses also and he was miffed. What had he gotten himself into this time.

"There that aught to do the trick." said his mother as she picked up the shaving cream and razor. She spread the shaving cream al over his body and started to shave him from head to toe even his pubic area that she shapped into a little triangle patch. When he got out of the bayh he was smooth all over. She toweled him off and wrapped a towel around his hair like he had seen his sister do many times. Then she wrapped a towel around him just like a girl would do. She took his hand and walked woith hiom back to his room.

There she had him lay on the bed and she proceeded to push his balls up inside him and his cock followed suit. Then with some adhesive tape she taped it all in place. With his empty ball sack she exdpertly formed what looked like pussy lips. Patrick looked down at himself and nearly passed out. There where his cock and balls had been was a very nice vagina complete with vaginal lips. He touched it and when he did he could feel himself getting turned on.

His then gave him a pair of satin panties to put on. They fit him perfectly and he was as flat in fromt as his sister was. Then his mother took a bra and had him put his arms through the straps and she attached it in back. The bra cups were not full and so his mother filled them with rwo cone shapped things. He now had small breasts.

"That doesn’t look too good dear but we will fix it later after we go shopping."

Go shopping? Surely his mother didn’t ecpect him to go out looking like this. He was puzzled. Then his mother took him to his sisters room and sat him at her vanity. There she started to put curlers in his long hair. As she pulled here and there it smarted a bit and the setting gel she was useing stung his nostrils. When she was done with that she started to put a foundation on his face. Then came the powder and the blush on his cheeks. The pink lipstick was next along with a smattering of mascara and eye liner and eye shadow. When she turnerd him around to look in the mirror he couldn’t believe what he saw. There before him sat a pretty girl with her hair up in curlers.

She did his nails next as she expertly manacured them to a female shape and applied pink nail polish to match his lipstick. He was taking on the shape of a very pretty 15 year old girl. His mother smiled and when she next addressed him she called him Patricia. This realy startled him as he sat there staring at himself.

When all was done his mother took the curlers out of his hair and combed it into a female fassion. When she was done sitting there in the chair was a beutiful teenage girl. He had to admit that he was stsrting to like this. He was stsrting to like it too much but then he felt good about himself. His mother called his sister in and she told her to see what she had done.

"Look, you now have a little sister," she sauid with a smile.

"She realy looks good mother."

Karen walked over to her new sister and kissed her on the cheek. She had to take a step back and she shook her head. The transformation was remarkable and Karen liked what she saw. Patrick’s mother took him from there to the bed and told him to sit down.

He did as he was told and went to sit on the bed. ZHis mother and sister then went to his sisters closet and took out what looked like a party dress that his sister used to wear.

"I am glad we didn’t get rid of your old clothes Karen." said her mother.

"That is a good thing mom, we are goingto need them now, I even have a few shorts and tops that i saved that should fit her realy nice."

Patrick couldn’t believe that he was hearing himself being refered to as she and her but then what could he do about it, not a thing. He was stuck and he knew it, he decided to go along. His mother and sister brought several items over and layed them on the bed. I think this will do the trick they both said as they held up the dress to Patrick. It was a party dress, blue with white lace and puffy sleeves. There was also a camisole and a fluffy petticoat. The shoes that his sister picked were mary Jane shoes with a one inch heel. Mother stood Patrick up and told him to hold up his arms. He did so and when he did she put the camisol on over hus head and down acrost his upper body. Next she told him to stand uop and step into the dress. When he was done she zipped it up the back.

She then held up the petticoat and told him to step into it. When he did she smoothed the skirt down over it and fluffed it up some. Then she had Patrick sit down and she put ankle socks on his feet and smoothed them into place. Next came the shoes, they fit rather good as she attached the strap acrost his instep. Then she had him walk over to the mirror and check himself out. His eyes nearly came out of his head, he knew he was a boy but looking back at him was a teenage girl. He just had to stand in front of the mirror and get a look at himself from the back to the front and side to side. Every angle there was no boy there, it was all girl.

"Well it looks as if we are ready to go shopping aren’t we."

"Yes momma, lets go." said Karen.

"Well I guess so mom." said Patrick with a smirk.

"Well every girl likes to shop dear," said mom.

"But mom, I am not realy a girl, would if someone recognizes me?"

"Oh don’t be such a worry wart Patricia, no one will recognize you."

Patrick didn’t like that aspect at all but then what could he do. Mother handed him a purse and inside were the necessities that every girl needed. Make up and even some tampons. He didn’t like that idea but again what could he do about it. They left the house and went to the car and Patrick had to be nearly dragged from the house by his sister. He was looking all around to make sure none of his friends were around. He was safe and made it to the car with no trouble.

As they drove to the mall Patrick was sitting in the back seat looking in the mirror and still trying to figure it all out. What had he gotten himself into and where would it all end. When they got to the mall as they were getting out of the car a boy came running up.

"Hello Mrs. Collins, where is Pat today, he was supposed to meet us at the ball field?"

"Oh he went over to his cousin’s for the weekend, this is his cousin Patricia, she came here, his uncle needed his help and he doesn’t have any boys so Patricia came here and he went there."

"Oh ok, hello Patricia, you are very pretty."

Patrick blushed and had to laugh to himself in spite of the situation. His friend did not recognize him at all.

"You know you remind me of someone," said the boy.

"And just who is that?" asked Patricia.

"Well you look sort of like Patrick."

"No kidding, he is my cousin ya know." said Patricia.

"Well ok sweetie, see you around, see you later Mrs Collins, Karen."

The boy left and they all went into the mall. The first stop was the ear emporium a place where girls and boys got their ears pierced. Now Patrick didn’t want to get his ears pierced but at this poing he had no choice. As they went in the clirk smiled at his mother and asked if she could help them. Mother said yes and told the lady that her daughter would like to have her ears pierced. Now Patrick didn’t realy want to and he was afraid it would hurt but the lady explained that it wouldn’t. She ushered Patrick to a chair and took out a gun looking thing and then she mesured his ears. Sure enough it only took a few seconde and Patrick had two very pretty diamond post earrings. He smiled in spite of himself.

Mom paied the clerk and they proceeded to the next place in thge mall a large department store that sold mostly girls fashions. The fist thing his mother picked out was another party dress pink with lots of lace and bows. Then she picked out several more outfits, sun dresses and cute little jumpers. Patrick started to wonder just how long this would be going on. Just what had he gotten himself into this time.

The next stop was a lingerie shop where they picked up panties and some bra’s and some nylons and even some garter belts and some babydoll nighties. All these things they had Patrick try on and model for them. One of the lady clerks at the lingete shop knew what was going on and flashed his mother a knowing smile.

"I have to go to the bathroom." stated Patrick "Karen take your sister to the bathroom please." "Yes mam," said Karen as she took Patrick’s hand.

They walked acrossed the mall and to the bathrooms. Patrick was unsure what one to go into but his sister was quick to point out that he was a girl. He reluctantly went in and to a stall. He lifted up his skirt and pulled down his panties and was going to stand to pee. Wait a min, he couldn’t do that because of what his mother had done he would have to sit like any girl would. When he was done he straightened himself out and went out to meet his sister. What he was confronted with startled him. There with his sister were two boys and they looked realy funny at Patrick and smiled.

The next thing you know Patrick was being dragged into the boys restroom again’t his will. What happened next was totaly unexpected and Patrick started to sob. The first boy had his trousers down and his big cock out and he was stroking it. Patrick tried to get away but the boys were to big.

"Your sister said you would like this," said the bigger boy as he approached Patrick with his now hardening cock in his hand.

"Come on now little girl you all like this." said the other boy.

Patrick was being held down on his knees by one boy as the other stuck the head of his cock right up to his lips. He tried desperately to keep his lips closed but the other boy held his nose so he had to open his mouth to breath. That gave the first boy the opportunity to put the tip of his cock in Patrick’s mouth. Patrick nearly gagged as the boy shoved his massive tool all the way in to the back of his mouth. Then he held his hair as he began to saw in and out. Patrick could do nothing but accept his fate. It didn’t take long and the boy let out a whoop and thick gobbs of cum spirted into the back of Patrick’s mouth and onto his tounge. It had a pugnant salty taste and Patrick wanted to spit it out but couldn’t. He was made to swallow all of it. When the first boy was done the second boy started. Patrick could do nothing but just take the boy into his mouth and repeat what had just been done. The second boy was even bigger than the first and Patrick could barely get his 10 inches into his mouth. Some how he did it and he felt like he was swallowing a light pole. His mouth was so sore but he did what he needed to do. The second boys load was even more than the first and this time some of it trickled out the corner of Patrick’s mouth. When it was all done they let Patrick go and he went out to where his sister was waiting.

"Now that will teach you to masqurade as a girl." then she laughed.

"But sis, I didn’t do anything to deserve that."

"Yes you did and you might as well get used to it missy."

"But sis!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"Don’t but sis me, and you are not to tell mom about this either or the whole world will know, all your friends included, ter to live with that one, little sister."

They both walked back to the store where their mother was and neither said a word. The incident at the bathrooms was never brought up. They went from the mall to the car and dispite all Patrick had a silly grin on his face. When they finaly got home Patrick’s mother wanted him to try on one of the nities as it was getting rather late and it was close to bedtime anyway. So Patrick went up and tried on one of the nighties for his mother and sister. When he came into the living room they both whistled and said he looked wonderful.

It was getting very late almost midnight and mom told Patricia to go to bed. His dreams that night would none the less be troubled. Especialy with what his mother told him.

"I think that we will keep you as Patricia Anne for a while Patrick."

"Why mom?"

"Because you obviously like what you are doing and you look so natural and I have always wanted another girl around the house."

Oh where was dad when he needed him. Patrick was faced with a delema, he loved his mother and sister but he just didn’t know if he could do this. And what of his future. What would he become, he thought to himself. "Am I realy a woman, do I belong here like this?" He fell asleep and as he dreampt Patrick dissapeared and Patricia took his place.

 

Part Two

The next morning Sunday when Patrick was awakened by his mother she had laied out the clothes he was going to be wearing to church. He was told to take a shower and to shsve like he had done the day before and then his sister would put on his make up and help him get dressed. When Karen was done they both went down to breakfast. Mother was waiting and had breakfast all made.

"Mom do I have to go to church dressed like this?"

"You most certainly do young lady, girls go to church dressed up."

"But mom,!!!!!!!" he started to say and then shut up remembering what his mother had told him the night before.

When breakfast was done they all went to the closet to get a coat or wrap and their purses. Patrick now Patricia for he didn’t know how long followed his sisters lead as they left the house. When they pulled up to the church the boy who had met them in the parking lot of the mall came over to them. Patricia remembered him as he spoke.

"Well hello Mrs. Collins, Karen, Patricia."

"Hello Carl," said Mrs Collins.

"And how are we on this fine Sunday morning?" asked Carl.

"Oh we are just ducky Carl," said Karen.

"Are you going to sing in the xhoir today Patricia?" ashed carl

"No, I am not, I can’t sing that good and besides my voice sounds so damn much like a boy’s." said Patricia.

"Ok , I will see you later pretty girl." he said as he walked away.

"Damn mom, what do I do now, he likes me?"

"Well sweetie, you will just have to play it like a girl normaly would."

Patrick’s sister laughed when she said that, just knowing what went on at the mall the previous day. Patrick followed his mother and sister into the church and they went almost up to the front. Patrick was very scared and was afraid that someone would recognize him. That didn’t occure however at least not right away. After the service was over they all went to the basement of the church for coffee and dougnuts. This is where all the trouble began for Patrick in the form of Karen’s girlfriends.

The first girl to come over and say hi was Shelly a long time friend of Karen’s.

"Hello Karen," said Shelly as she came closer, "and who is this lovely girl you have with you today?"

"Oh this is my cousin Patricia Anne from acrost town, she has come to visit for a while."

"Oh and where is your brother Patrick?"

"Well he went to my cousin’s house for the summer to make some extra money."

"That would be nice for him."

"Yes it was and he didn’t mind going as my uncle needed the help."

Then Shelly noticed something that she had noticed on Patrick so many times and she looked at Karen.

"Oh my God, this is Patrick isn’t it?" she whispered.

"Well, yes, how did you know?"

"Well it was the scar on his wright arm, the one he got in that bicycle accident last year, remember."

"Oh yes, don’t tell anyone else please Shelly, I like him much better this way and he is my sister now."

"Oh my God, how long has he been doing this."

"I realy don’t know but mom and I caught him dressing in my clothes the other day and we figured we would keep him that way for a while.

"That is way too cool Karen, Dies he like it?"

"Well so far we haven’t gotten any complaints, and two of the boys said she sucks a mean dick, for a boy that is."

"What ever did you do Karen?"

"Well yesterday ted and Billy had her in the mall boys room and made her suck them off."

"No they didn’t?"

"Yes they did and I think she liked it, she didn’t complain much."

The two girls talked for a while and then hugged before they parted. More of Karen’s friends came over and they were pointing at Patrick. But Patrick didn’t notice he had his own problem to deal with at the time. 5 boys came over and started to talk to him and he was lost. His mother was over talking to the minister and his sister was busy with her friends. The boys introduced themselves and wanted to know about Patricia Anne.

Patrick did the best he could to stay off the onslaught but was fighting a loosing battle. Luckily his mother came to the rescue.

"Come with me Patricia I want you to meet the minister."

"Ok Aunt Rose," said Patrick in his best female voice.

"Good bye boys, I will see you later." he said

He had no idea why he said that but he was realy getting into the role of Patricia Anne. They both walked over to the minister and his mother introduced him as Patricia Anne.

"Well hello Patricia, and how are you today?" asked the minister.

" I am just fine thank you." he said

"You certainly resemble your cousin Patrick."

"Thank you reverend, we are so close no one would know."

Patrick smiled when he said that because it was the truth. He did have a cousin Patricia but she live clean acrost the country in another state. They were both born in the same month and almost the same day. And he was indeed close to his cousin and they did look alike. The rest ofthe morning went slow what with his mother introducing him as her neice Patricia. When they left some of the older girls gave patricia a knowing wink of the eye and she was worried.

When they got home Karen told Patrick that she had made a date with one of her friends and she wanted Patricia to go along.

"A date?, what in the world are you doing sis?"

"Well i just thought that you might like to get out is all." she said with a grin.

"Yea sure sis, and like this I suppose?"

"Why of course Patricia, there were alot of boys at church today that want to meet you and go out with you, boys your own age and some older."

"You have to be kidding sis, I a no girl."

"You aren’t, kindly look in the mirror will you, what do you see there, it sure isn’t no boy."

Patrick had to admit that she was right he didn’t see a boy but a pretty 15 year old girl. The fat was in the fire now as far as he was concerned. Just then their mother came into the room.

"What are you girls talking about?"

"Oh nothing mom, I made a date for Patricia is all."

"Oh, and with who Karen?"

Well you know that boy at the church, well he is my friend Shelly’s brother and he likes Patricia and wants to take her to a movie today, it will be a double date, I will be going with Graig."

"Oh ok, as long as you are going along Karen."

Damn the fat was realy in the fire now and there was no getting out of it for Patrick. Ge would have to be Patricia for at least the rest of the day. Little did he know that he would be Patricia for alot longer than that.

The two girls went upstairs to change and Patricia put on a pair of pants and a top and some tenis shoes and went back down stairs. She was leery of going out on a date with a boy but her sister said it would be ok that she would be along and nothing would happen. Patrick remembered the mall and what happened and was very worried. The boys showed up about two in the after noon. They walked the 10 blocks to the movie theator and Bill Mercer, the guy Patricia was with held her hand all the way there.

The movie was a sort of love story mystery and Patrick was enjoying himself until Bill tried to kiss him. He drew back from him and Bill was miffed.

"Not right now Bill, please watch the movie."

"I want to kiss you right now Patricia."

"Well maybe later, now please watch the movie."

Bill persisted however and he did get Patricia to kiss him. Something was wrong because Patrick, now Patricia, kissed him back and it actualy made little butterflies in her stomach. What was wrong with him, he found himself likeing it and actualy kissed Bill back. He wasn’t a girl, or was he? Bill squeezed Patricia’s hand tighter as they watched the movie. Her sister Karen had sat in the back in the darkest place for a specific reason.

There they couldn’t bee seen that easily and Graig was kissing Karen and doing other things as well. He was feeling her up and actualy had his hand in her lap rubbing between her legs. Patricia didn’t see this but she felt Bill’s hand slip up her leg and between her legs. She didn’t stop him nor made a move to attempt to. Patrick was becoming Patricia in every way. She put her hand on his as he rubbed between her legs and all of a sudden a shudder went through her and she felt waves of sensation grip her as she came.

She reached over and put her hand on Bill’s lap and started to rub. Well what she found was that Bill had a raging hard on. She smiled as she rubbed and she felt him unzip his pants and as he did she reached in and pulled out his cock. She was rubbing her hand up and down it and getting it harder. Bill started to moan softly as she did this.

"Pleas will you kiss it Patricia?" he wispered.

"Yes Bill, hold on."

Patricia bent over slowly so no one would see her and she took the cock in her mouth. She started to bob ger head up and down slowly as she took it all in. It didn’t take long and she was rewarded with a big amount of cum. Bill moaned in her ear as she swallowed his seed. She looked up when she was done and smiled as Bill stuffed his cock back into his pants. Karen looked over and apparently she had been watching the whole thing. She smiled at her new sister and took her hand in hers and squeezed it tightly.

Patricia Anne was born that day and she would never go back. Patrick was a thing of the past. When she got home she told her mother that she wanted to be a real girl. It was a godsnd as far as her mother was concerned. The nsxt day Mrs. Collins took Patricia to see her doctor and she was given a prescription for female hormone pills. Patricia also went into therapy to make sure that is what she wanted.

Four years later Patricia Anne is a college student, her surgery is scheduled for that summer. Bill and her split up but she is now dating a very handsom and careing man who knows about her. She loves him very much and when the transition is complete they will be married. Mrs Collins could not have been happier and Karen will be the Maid of Honor at Patricia’s wedding. Everything works out like it should in time.

END

This is my second attempt at writing a story.  I would like all comments and suggestions please.

 

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