What's Happened To Me?

by Susan Petty

Part Two

  

The next three months consisted of me being groomed into girlhood and being taught how to dance. Not just how to dance, but how to dance as a girl, and as a formation dancer.

I was also made to wear a glamorous ballroom dance dress and the matching accessories that went with it. Things like stiletto heeled shoes and full make up and jewellery.

Mrs Johnson insisted on this so as I could get the feel of the part I was to play in the dance team. I had to be near perfect before I would be allowed to dance with my prospective dance partner Tony.

I was really scared of this part of the deal after all hadn't Tony been caught in bed with Mr Johnson in a compromising position leading to their divorce. What would my chances be a teenage boy dressed and made up as any pretty teenage girl and somewhat prettier even if I said it myself.

I confided my fears to both Kathy and her mother, they howled with laughter saying you would be the last person Tony would wish to make love to your far too feminine for him. He likes his man really masculine and tough that's the last thing you are.

I was rather taken back by their answer and Kathy noticed this. I said rather sheepishly "yes you're right I am so girlie aren't I and I can't seem to help it I just love wearing dresses and being with girls. Kathy came over and kissed me and told me I was never to change and that she loved me this way and always wanted me this way. I felt so warmed by her words and thought to myself don't worry Kathy I don't ever want to have to be a male again as long as I live I want to be Samantha.

That night Kathy dressed me in her best nightdress and ravished me several times whilst I just lay beneath her as the docile girl I was and enjoyed every minute of it. As she was making love to me she said I wished you had real breasts Samantha so I could kiss and suck them whilst I made love to you. Oh so do I Kathy I really would love my own breasts but I don't want anything more like a vagina. I want to marry you Kathy and be your loving wife. All this talk got us both really aroused and I exploded into Kathy with a vengeance.

Before we both fell asleep that night Kathy said I will speak to mummy about breasts in the morning .I slithered down the bed in my silky night-dress and felt at my now flat chest through the silky bodice of the night-dress. I wondered if girls really appreciated this silky frilly clothing they wore by right, as I adored every move and moment I wore it I was always conscious of how nice it felt on me.

It was now my second month in training and I hadn't worn a stitch of male clothing in all that time. Nor did I want to anymore. I could now make myself up as good as any girl could. I could walk really well in the highest heeled shoes and dance in them also I had danced in every Ballroom dress in the collection I had been left by the previous owner. I had worn every item of clothing in Kathie's wardrobe or should I say our wardrobe. Kathy loved me more than ever now and I doted on her. I also loved my future mother-in-law also and she knew this.

One morning Mrs Johnson asked me did I not miss my mother I phoned her every weekend but hadn't seem her since I left home with the Johnson's. I told Kathy that was the only thing that bothered me the fact that I looked so much like a girl with my permed hair and feminine mannerisms. Even if I tried to be male again I would just look and act like a girl dressed in boy's clothes. Kathy told me not to worry about it as her mum had a good idea but was keeping it to herself for the moment.

The following Sunday morning we were all sat around the breakfast table with Kathy and I dressed in our most feminine flowing negligees. There was a knock at the door and Mrs Johnson asked me to get it. I said I can't go like this you can see through it, don't be silly Samantha what can they see only the same as me your lovely sexy frilly nickers.

Reluctantly I found myself opening the front door to be greeted by my mother standing there. She was gobsmacked. "Sam" she said, mother was all I could summon. I can explain, I hope so she said, I think I had better come in. As I was walking down the hall I was trying to think what I could tell her as to why I was dressed in such feminine attire. But nothing came into my head just panic.

Ah I am glad you made it said Mrs Johnson I told you, you would be surprised with our Samantha. My mother agreed that even though unbeknown to me they had discussed my situation on the phone. My mother couldn't get over how pretty and girlie I had become and she kissed me and said "OH Samantha you really are pretty and if you want to do this I will not stand in your way". You will have a much better life here be it as a boy or a girl but I think that if you marry Kathy these two ladies will be good to you.

Mrs Johnson said I have a surprise for you both today Sammy is going to dance with her new partner Tony for the first time. I can't wait to see that said mummy nor can I said Kathy. That afternoon I was dressed in the lemon ballroom gown and my hair glittered and I was fully made up and wore the highest heeled shoes.

Mrs Johnson led me into the ballroom, and when we went through I was greeted with oooos and ahs from the other girls and the boys who were seeing me for the first time. Mrs Johnson said everybody this is Samantha the replacement girl for the formation team and she will be Tony's partner. Tony came over and kissed me and told me he was glad I was going to be his partner and I was the prettiest girl in the team (if only he knew).

We went through about 20 dances. When we had finished a photographer came in to take some pictures of the new team for publicity. The pose we agreed upon was the girls kneeling next to their partners with their skirts and petticoats of their dresses arranged about them.

When he had finished my mother came over and asked him if he would take some more pictures of me for her and she would pay for them. He agreed to do this and I had a few taken with mummy and me with our arms about each other. These were quite hard to pose for as my dress flared out that much I had a job to get near enough to mummy. She commented how beautiful I look at this moment and how well I danced as a girl, I was a natural. She also commented on me calling her mummy which was a bit sissy but I wasn't to stop, as she loved me this way.

Having mummy accept me this way sealed my future as a guy, there was no room for a guy in these circles just an effeminate sissy girl who loved wearing dresses and petticoats all day and sleeping in a silky night-gown. Who was also made love to as a girl by her fiancée. But I didn't care I loved what I was and all the fineries that went with it. I was engaged to a beautiful girl who loved me more than anything in he world as I did her. She wanted me for what I had become and what I wanted to stay. I never ever wanted to wear rough hard male clothes again my body had become used to soft petticoats in nylon and other silky materials I was conscious all the time how wonderful it felt to be wearing such clothes,

Some days Mrs Johnson said if I wanted to I could wear some stirrup pants with a blouse with my lingerie underneath. But I declined this offer as it meant I couldn't wear my beloved petticoats which I loved swirling around my legs over my nylons as I walked I loved every step I took. This didn't go unnoticed by both Kathy and Mrs Johnson and now mummy too.

Then came the day I was dreading my first appearance as Sammy in the Davis Formation Team with Tony as my partner. The competition was in London and all the team loaded onto a coach with all the dresses and accessories in the trunk, and headed for the capital. I hardly slept that night in my room with Kathy I was wearing one of her best peignoir sets in a silky pink very feminine. I just tossed and turn and I was keeping Kathy awake," whats wrong she asked?" I told her I was nervous and what would happen if somebody found out that I wasn't a girl. But they wont do you think you look anything like a girl. You look so sexy in my pink chiffon night-dress its making me horny, roll over I am going to make love to you my Samantha. I managed to sleep after that and the next thing there was a knock at the door with a shout of room service.

Kathy opened the door and a waiter wheeled in breakfast on a trolley and began to set the table in our room. Kathy held out my negligee for me to slip over my night-dress. I provided little cover as it was almost transparent being made of nylon chiffon but it was double layered. I could see the waiter ogling me as I walked about the room. I could see a bulge in his trousers, so could Kathy and decided to play a little joke on me. She tipped the waiter and then said before you go will you answer a question for me. "If I can he said, what is it". "Well said Kathy this is my cousin Samantha and she's got an inferiority complex, she doesn't think she's very feminine". Not feminine she's the sexiest girl I have seen in a long time I would love to take her out she's really pushing my buttons." I could feel myself blushing. See Sammy this young man would love to take you out, it's a pity we Havant got the time. She then explained to the waiter, "by the way whats your name she said" Bob he replied.

 

Well Bob you see we have a dance competition on at the Palais tonight and Samantha is one of the team. Oh I see said Bob I bet she gets loads of dances then, goodbye. He then left, I was seething with Kathy asking her what she was trying to do to me. Didn't you see the bulge in his pants when he saw you in my pink peignoir? If I hadn't been here he would have had you into bed in no time you little temptress I can see I will have to watch you my girl. Dressing so provocatively to try and seduce the hotel staff. My eyes started to fill with tears and I said "Kathy you know there's only you in my life and I don't want to attract boys, I love you so much. Then Kathy softened with me and she said, "don't be a silly girl I was only having some fun I know you love me and don't you ever go with anybody else boy or girl or you will have me to answer to.

But if you could see yourself the way you look to any male they would all try to get you into bed as you are such a beautiful sexy looking young girl. So don't ever think you don't pass as a girl I would think you would have a job to try to pass as a boy now. You will have to stop wearing such feminine clothes like that peignoir your wearing now. But I love to wear pretty silky things like this I know I shouldn't but I have likened myself to a drug addict. When I see silky feminine clothes I am so addicted to wearing it I just have to put it on. Well I am not going to try and cure you Kathy said I am just going to keep tempting you with pretty things to wear, I want you as my girl always Sammy and she kissed me.

After breakfast we dressed I wore a set of crinoline petticoats with a button through dress and always left the bottom button undone so as my petticoats pushed through as I walked. This wasn't for the benefit of males it was for my benefit, as I loved to see my Lacey hems and petticoats peeping through as I walked. When we reached the hair salon I was instructed to take off my dress ad slip on a pink coverall over my Bra and petticoats.

I was given the works full styling and back combing then heavy lacquer and glitter in my hair and it was topped of with two shocking pink baguettes. These were to match the shocking pink dresses in which we were to dance tonight. When we returned to the hotel Kathy started to get her self ready. Mrs Johnson decided to get me ready. I had to remove all my clothes and slip into the pink peignoir whilst she get me ready.

She started by painting my nails and toenails in a shimmering shocking pink nail varnish asked why were we doing my toes as I would be wearing court shoes and my nails wouldn't show. "Because its more girlie" said Mrs Johnson "and you are a girlie aren't you Sammy?" Oh yes Mrs Johnson that's all I ever want to be.

She made my eyes up with a shimmering shocking pink eye shadow and applied false eyelashes upper and lower. She then produced a second upper eyelash set with rhinestones in them. These will sparkle under the spotlight Sammy, When she had applied matching lipstick and the rest of my make up she produced my jewellery, it consisted of rhinestone pendant earrings, which she slipped into my pierced ears. A matching necklace and bracelet followed them.

My Satin panties and bra came next along with a pair of American tan tights. As I put them on Mrs Johnson had got my dress ready. "Oh Mrs Johnson it's so pretty I said I can't wait to put it on."

I know that Sammy, when she had fastened me into it she said there's something not right. I know she said its you breasts and she went and got some breastforms and slipped them into my bra. "That's better" she said, but I do wish you had real breasts, so do I Mrs Johnson, so do I. My satin stilettos came next and then a chiffon stole to go around my shoulders whilst I waited to go on to dance.

Mrs Johnson started to cry and when I asked whats wrong she said,"oh Sammy I was so lucky to find you, you have saved the team and your such a pretty girl. I went over to her and kissed her and said "thank you so much Mrs Johnson for making me a pretty girl I just love being a girl please don't let me ever be a boy again". "I wont" she replied "don't worry about that, now come here whilst I spray you with my best Channel perfume". You smell so sexy and desirable if your not careful you will have every male this side of the Thames after you tonight. She then led me into the other room where Kathy was getting ready, she looked just the same as I and when we met the other four girls we looked like 6 clones.

We went down to the ballroom where Tony and the other guys were waiting, Tony came over and kissed me on the cheek and said I was the prettiest girl in the dance hall. Then came the announcement and we all handed our chiffon stoles to Mrs Johnson who said do your beat girls.

Well we did do our best and we won and Tony and I got a commendation for the best couple of the evening and a little envelope each. I slipped it into my Satin matching purse. When I opened it later I found out it was a cheque for £500 for winning Tony got one to.

After we won Kathy asked me if I wanted to go up and change or stay as we were. I whispered I was enjoying wearing the dress so much I didn't want to take it off until the last minute. So we went into the bar and got a drink and sat down at an empty table. I t was so difficult in that dress we lifted our petticoats and let them rest on the backs of the chairs. But that wasn't the end of it guys kept coming up asking us to dance. As soon as we sat down two more would come and ask us.

We finally managed a decent break when I saw Kathy looking towards the door. "Whats wrong" I said, don't look now but Bob the waiter who had the hots for you in our room has just walked in. He was with a friend and they came over and asked to sit with us. Of course Kathy said yes. They kept buying us drinks and we both became a little light headed. Then they asked us to dance, it was a real smoochy number and Kathy said what a good idea. As we danced Bob squeezed me close to him and I noticed my skirts going around the backs of his legs it almost looked as if he were wearing skirts. He could feel them engulfing him and he said it looked as if he were wearing them. Feeling a little tipsy now I asked would you like to wear them Bob? This made him blush aw come on Bob if you like I will let you put my dress on if I can take pictures. He was so nervous I now knew why girls did this to men it's a power thing. But Bob didn't like it and he made an excuse that him and his friend had to be going, as they had to be somewhere. Kathy called me a little devil and said you really wanted to dress Bob up didn't you? Yes I replied I don't want to keep such a wonderful thing to myself if someone else would like to try it I am prepared to help them. I also told her I now understood what girls feel when they get a chance to get the better of a man. I knew I had frightened Bob off when I suggested dressing him up in my clothes.

At last came the presentations and Mrs Johnson received a beautiful silver trophy and an envelope containing a very large cheque. To be exact £10,000 Mrs Johnson took £4000 and the other 6 was divided evenly with the rest of us, which came to £500 each. Plus the £500 that Tony and I received each meant that Tony and I got £1000. Not a bad nights work, when we got back I must open a savings account I thought to myself.

On arriving back home we were all so tired that we went straight to bed but not until I had my rollers put in after all I wanted to look my best when I went to open my bank account. I soon fell asleep with Kathy fondling me gently through the silky night-dress I had on.

The following morning I was up bright and early and slipped on my peignoir and went and made us coffee. When I took Kathy hers she moaned oh no just let me sleep so I put the cup down and left. My next port of call was Mrs Johnson's room. After knocking I was told come in my dear. I walked in to find her sitting up in bed." Ive made you some coffee", "oh you sweet girl she replied, come and get into bed next to me I want to talk to you."

I did as she asked and we both sat up together drinking our coffee as she started to talk to me." Samantha, I don't know how to thank you for all you have done, you have saved the dance school and the formation team and my daughter and my own livelihoods. You don't need to thank me I replied, you have helped me to become what I love a girl. That has made me very happy. But Samantha I want to reward you, I have £1000 in my purse that's more than I ever dreamed of ever having in all my life I don't want a reward you have given me enough. Oh you sweet girl you must really be a girl inside no boy could ever be so thoughtful.

But I still insist I want to reward you.if you could have anything you wanted in life what would it be? That's easy I replied my very own breasts so that I could fill out my bras and dresses without padding.

I knew you would say that and I talked to your mother and Kathy about it.and well I have a close friend who is a surgeon a plastic surgeon and she will give you breasts if you want them.

Want them I cried I would adore having my own breasts. So the boys could fondle them she asked? No, I replied but I wouldn't mind Kathy fondling them through a nice silky night-dress like this one. Mrs Johnson then reached over and started to caress my small breasts through my night-dress. Like this she said I was starting to feel aroused with her doing this and she lifted the sheets and saw the bulge forming in my night-dress. I had better stop she said before you mess up that most feminine night-dress you have on. But my questions been answered, you will adore having breasts and having them fondled and sucked my girl.

I rushed back to our room to tell Kathy, and she told me she knew what her mother had planned. But are you sure Samantha it's a big decision to make. Kathy I said will you still love me with breasts and want to marry me in a couple of years. On one condition she replied I don't want you going with boys. Of course not I said I have no leaning towards boys everything Ive done Ive done for you Kathy. Then I will love you and your breasts; I will be able to suck them when I am on top of you making love to you my girl. Now come along and put your best foot forward if we are going to the bank to open an account for you.

I dressed in a lemon off the shoulders summer dress, with a swishy flared skirt. I bulked this out with two of Kathie's bouffant petticoats one in lime and the other in lemon. I wore tan nylons on 4-inch strappy lemon sandals. I carried a lemon purse and tied two satin ribbon bows in the bunches I had brushed my hair into. Kathy just wore her stirrups and a blouse.

As we walked into the bank a young security guard rushed forward to open the doors for us. I thanked him and he replied "it's a pleasure man your such a beautiful young woman, you have brightened up my day". I felt myself blushing and Kathy said, " I can see I am going to have to watch you or you'll be a Jezabell".

I now had to deal with the cashier," what can I do for such a pretty young girl as you today he asked".

I wish to open a bank account was my reply. Do you have some money to deposit into it and I showed him my £500 cheque. That will do it and started to ask for my details.

Within ten minutes I was walking back home with a bank book in my girls name containing £500. There will be many more of those if you dance as well in the future as you danced this weekend Kathy told me. As I didn't need much money my savings soon grew and grew.

Along the way I would now and again indulge myself in some pretty feminine lingerie or I would be tempted by a sexy chiffon night dress and peignoir set. Oh life was so good to me and so was Kathy and he mother.

Within 6 months I had over £2000 saved and Mrs Johnson again asked me to get into bed with her one morning as I took her a cup of coffee. Samantha she asked," do you still want breasts? Because if you do I have a plan to suggest to you"." Oh yes Mrs Johnson I replied I do, I really do". Why do you want breasts so much? Because Kathy wants me to have them and I want them so I wont have to wear false ones in my bra. Do you like having your breasts fondled and touched by Kathy when she makes love to you? Yes I do, I do it feels so nice and tingly Mrs Johnson.

Alright now Sammy I just want to try one thing to convince me that you really do know what you want. Undo that satin ribbon bow on you negligee and let it fall from your arms. I did as she asked, " now Sammy I am going to do a few things to you and I don't want to hear a word from you or any questions until I have finished. She then proceeded to slip the shoestring straps of my chiffon night-dress off my shoulders and fondled my breasts through the chiffon material.

Are you feeling tingly now Sammy? She asked, oh yes Mrs Johnson very tingly. She pushed the chiffon clear of my breasts and then started to kiss and suck my nipples. I went into a tingly trance and started to get errect in my sexy knickers. Do you like what I am doing to you Sammy? She asked. Oh yes Mrs Johnson. Do you want me to stop? Because I am going to stop unless you ask me not to.

Pleeeeese don't stop Mrs Johnson I love you sucking my little titties pleeeeeese don't stop. I could feel my clitty getting harder and harder in my panties and then I felt Mrs Johnson's hand travelling under my night-dress to my panties. Oh Sammy you naughty girl your clitty is so hot and hard is it because I am sucking your titties.

Oh yes Mrs Johnson I love having my titties sucked by you, I could feel myself welling up as she sucked and nibbled on first one and then the other it felt so good. But then I could feel those tell tale feelings and I knew I was about to come in my panties. Oh Mrs Johnson I am going to come in my pretty panties. That's alright Sammy you just go ahead and be a naughty girl in your sweet sexy frilly pink girlie panties.

That was all it took I gasped as I felt my clitty pumping out lots of my pent up spendings into my panties. After the last drop had come out Mrs Johnson stopped. Well Sammy that's answered my question you will love having breasts. But I must warn you when you have them boys will try to fondle them and I have a feeling if they once get started you wont have the strength or the will power to stop them. You will then be putty in their hands and they will have their way with you.

No way Mrs Johnson I only want Kathy I love her and her alone. Alright Sammy but when you have your breasts I may get someone to put you to the test. With Kathies knowledge of course.

Ten days later I was sitting up in a bed in her friend's private hospital. Mrs Johnson said she would pay half of the £2000 operation if I paid the other. I eagerly agreed to this. I was in my best night-dress and could see the matching peignoir sprawled across my bed. Its funny how little things like this having my peignoir on my bed made me feel warm inside knowing it was mine and I could slip it on anytime I wanted to. I wondered if real girls appreciated things like this or was it just taken for granted. I must ask one sometime if I can remember to.

The nurse came in and said I am just going to give you something to make you sleep. When you awake your chest will feel as if its on fire but this will go off in a while and you will have breasts. Are you having second thoughts as its not too late to change your mind?

I didn't even answer the question I just held out my arm. No, not in there darling rollover, I didnt feel a thing and was soon out cold.

It seemed ages since I was put under but when I came round, I could sense there was someone in the room with me. It was Kathy and her mother. As I slowly opened my eyes I began to realise what the nurse had told me my chest felt red raw.

I put my hand across to touch it but it was so sore and tender that I quickly withdrew it. But even though it was only for a split second I felt the two swelling I had they felt huge.

Kathy spoke first asking me how I felt. Really sore I replied. She rang for the nurse and she was with us in seconds. Hello my sweet little girl how do you feel?

I feel so sore I answered. Well precious I can give you a pain killer injection but that will put you out for about 12 hours. Mrs Johnson asked her to wait a few minutes so we could talk.

I asked Kathy how big my titties were please don't say I have got a 40 DD it feels like it and that will look so outrageous on my with my figure.

Don't worry Sammy you have got a 36 B it just feels big because you are swollen and you aren't used to having anything there at all. You will feel different in a few days and it won't hurt. You can come home in 5 days. With that I felt a needle going into my side and I fell into a deep sleep.

I was awoken by the doctor, sit up my sweet little girl I want to see your darling little titties. So do I, I answered. I sat up and she slipped my night-dress over my shoulders. I was greeted with the sight of two equally formed breasts hanging on my chest. At each side was an incision mark with stitches but very small.

The doctor started to feel and fondle them, but I was wincing as it still felt painful. Don't worry baby they are perfect and in a few days you wont feel pain from them but pleasure all the way to your groin. How do you like them she asked, oh doctor they are beautiful.

Well maybe not too soon into the future I can take away this as she touched my boy thing. Oh no never I am going to marry Kathy and she wants to be able to have sex with me. Well she still could and you could also have boys make love to you and know what a proper girl feels like. No I replied that would never happen. Well we will see she replied.

Three days later the stitches had been removed and Kathy and Mrs Johnson had come to pick me up to go home. Kathy was carrying a suitcase full of clothes. Sammy I have got you a complete new outfit for going home in, lets get you dressed.

She opened the case and it was a mass of frills and lace. I took off my night-dress and Kathy held out a beautiful lacey pink bra. It's your size she said 36 B cup. As she fastened it I could see my breasts were filling it and the softness of the cup and the sight of the lace started to arouse me.

Oh no she said sit on the bed Sammy and as I did she dropped to her knees and took me in her mouth. I was so overwhelmed I had to lie back and then her hands travelled to my bra and stroked my new breasts through my sexy bra. It was over in seconds I had never come this fast before even Kathy remarked on that. I guess you must love those breasts of yours being fondled Sammy. Oh I do I do I replied.

Kathy then proceeded to dress me in the matching panties and suspender belt and helped me on with my sheer nylons. Next came 2 pink Crinoline petticoats. I know you love your petticoats more than a real girl does so I brought you two that will make your dress Flair out. What a dress it was a beautiful pink satin affair with ruffles on the sleeves and around the neck and was quite low cut to enhance the look of my breasts. A pair of 5" black patent stiletto heeled court shoes was next. I was sprayed with perfume and my make-up done along with my jewellery.

 

I was ready to go Kathy gave me a pink mohair cardigan but I decided I was warm enough and carried it over my arm. We called into the doctor's office to collect Mrs Johnson who was talking things over and paying the bill.

The doctor came over and kissed me on the cheek and said, "you are such a sweet pretty girl and you have been one of my loveliest patients. Not like the real girls who have breast enhancement surgery. You have been a model patient and appreciative of what I have done for you. I just hope women kind appreciate someone as lovely as you joining them. Don't forget that if ever you want to go the full hog you will always be welcome here.

No chance of that doctor I want to get married someday soon. You will make such a pretty bride as well she said. Then it sunk in BRIDE ! , No I am marrying Kathy she will be the bride not me. I don't think so she replied take a look at yourself in the mirror. I looked in the mirror and was confronted by a very pretty sexy girl with a dress showing off her breasts and the skirt of her dress swaying outwards with every movement. Samantha your body movements and the way you are dressed are sending out the message. " Hello boys I am a sexy girl looking for a man take me to bed". I had to admit she was right if I had come across a girl who looked as I did that I would want to take her to bed also.

She then stood Kathy next to me and said look at you two together I'm asking you both be honest who looks the most feminine girl out of the two of you. We both had to admit it was I. We then left and as I sat in the back of the car with Samantha I went very quiet.

Mrs Johnson was the first to sense that there was something wrong with me. Sammy whats wrong? She asked.

I tried to answer but the words just wouldn't come out, instead I just burst into tears like the sissy girl I had allowed myself to become. Oh Mrs Johnson whats happened to me? What have I let you do to me? I'm not really a girl I'm a boy and a mixed up one at that. I shouldn't be a bride; I should be the groom.

Mrs Johnson thought out her reply for a few seconds. Samantha do you remember what you were wearing when I came into our room in your mothers hotel. Yes Mrs Johnson I replied. Tell Kathy what you were wearing then.

I turned to Kathy and answered "I was wearing your chiffon multi layered lemon dance dress. Tell her what you said when I asked you if you wanted me to get you all the accessories to wear with it. You know the yellow satin bra and panty set the tights and the matching yellow stiletto shoes. I turned to Kathy again and answered, I wanted to wear those things so much and was like putty in your mother's hands.

Just a minute she said I am sure my mother didn't force you to put them on or my night-dress you were wearing when I came into your room that first night at our house. Sheepishly I said no, and that I couldn't help myself I don't know whats happened to me.

Mrs Johnson wasn't happy, well Samantha you have just got your tits and now you think you are a boy. But I am Mrs Johnson, look at yourself you aren't exactly coming over as a boy. If I were to drop you off in the city centre and leave you to walk home, you would never make it.

Why I asked"? Because some horny guys would have you down a back street with your knickers down and by the time they had found your boy thing. It would be too late they would be too horny to care and you would either have to give them oral, hand relief or your virginity. So cant you see you just have to be the bride at your wedding, Kathy was expecting that from you. She's got her heart set on wearing a white satin trouser suit and taking the boys part. She's fantasised about that from being 16 years old. Why do you think she loves you so much? Its because she has waited for someone like you to come along and now you are going to spoil it for her.

It was then Kathy interrupted her mother. Mother I don't want to force Sammy into anything she doesn't want to do I want her to be happy as well as me. If that means she reverts to being a boy then I will still love her as Sam and still want to marry her, as I love her deeply. All Mrs Johnson could say was "what about the dance team?"

We have to think about Sam's happiness before the dance team. Your right she said, we have been selfish thinking about our own needs. I so wanted another daughter and Kathy said I also wanted a best girlfriend who I could discuss clothes and make-up and girlie things with. As well as a pretty wife of course.

Kathy turned to me and kissed me and looked into my heavily made up eyes. Sammy I love you boy or girl I always will so if it's a boy you want to be, then so be it.

Mrs Johnson then said "Sam when we get back home you will get out of those clothes and we will wrap your breasts with binding to flatten your chest. You will be given men's clothes to wear and cotton men pyjamas. You won't be allowed to wear any dresses or lingerie for one month.

If after one month you still don't want to be a girl and want to stay as a boy then we will take you back to have your breast implants removed. There are no more dance competitions for a couple of months anyway.

Kathy then told me if I did want to stay as a boy she would still like to marry me and she would be the bride. I started to cry again not realising that she loved me as much as she did. Stop that crying Sam boys don't cry you will have to toughen up a lot.

 

So that's it for this section of the story in Part 3 I will tell you what I chose to do and how my life has led me being a very happy and contented person. But even then I still look back on my life and ask myself "Whats Happened to Me"?

  

  

  

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