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http://www.incesttabooo.com/girlclub04.html
The Girls-Only Club
Chapter 4
Saturday morning promptly at 10 Blake arrived at Kathy's
house. His anxiety as to what was to come this day was
dispelled the moment she warmly greeted him at the door.
"Come on up to my bathroom, Pamela, Janet is already
waiting for you with a hot bubble bath! We want to start
you off nice and relaxed!"
Blake climbed the stairs and entered the steamy bathroom.
Janet was just shutting off the water to the tub. "Come on
in, Pam!" she said excitedly while giving him a hug.
"Take off your clothes and get in the water. I'm going to
give you a bath! I don't want to get my clothes wet so I
hope you don't mind if I undress also!" As Blake took off
his shirt, pants and socks, Janet pulled off her top and
wiggled out of her blue jeans. They were both then wearing
their bras and panties. With a little giggle at each other
they unfastened their bras and hung them on hooks on the
back of the door along with the rest of their clothes.
"I'll leave my panties on, since I'm having my period now,"
Janet said. Blake then climbed out of his panties and
stepped into the water. He was swallowed up in the thick
layer of perfumey suds. Janet leaned down on her knees
outside the tub next to him. Blake noticed the prominent
nipples of her breasts which were just at eye level only a
foot away from him. He looked coyly at Janet and she
laughed and said, "why are you blushing Pamela?"
"Oh, nothing."
"Are you excited about your big day?" He nodded his head
and looked up at her eyes. She was extraordinarily pretty.
Her eyes captivated Blake with their warmth. "First thing
is to shampoo your hair." She squirted some very fragrant
shampoo out of a bottle into her hand and then lathered up
Blakes hair. Her breasts bounced slightly as she ran her
firm fingers into his scalp. While she did this she told
him all about bubble baths; about the foaming beads she had
put in the water to give it a sexy oily feeling. She told
him how girls love to lie back in the fragrant water and
let their skin soften by soaking up the bathing oils.
Dreamily she said, "you have such nice thick hair, Pamela.
When it is long, I know I'm going to be so jealous of you."
"Why Janet?"
"Because my hair is too wispy."
"Oh, no, I think your hair is really beautiful."
"Well, I have to work hard to get it to look full bodied.
Now, let me rinse the shampoo out." Janet picked up a hand
held nozzle, turned on the water and proceeded to take the
soap out of Blake's hair. When she was all done she
squirted some water in his face that made him laugh. "Now
turn the other way and let me wash off your back." She
picked up a loofa and gently washed his back. He helped
her by getting on all fours, and she washed around his
bottom and 'clit'. "It looks like you have some leg hair
that I'll have to shave. It's not too much, but girls
really should have smooth legs." After directing him to
raise his leg out of the water and resting his heel on the
side, she took a round, bright purple Flicker razor and
proceeded to shave his legs smooth. "I'm also going to
take a bit off from your underarms and your face." She
delicately used the razor to cut off any hairs she could
find. When she was done she raised the drain stop and then
rinsed Blake off with the hose while he stood in the tub.
When he stepped out she wrapped a large pink towel around
him just under his arms, and tied a smaller pink towel
around his head to dry his hair. Then she called to Kathy
in the next room that they were ready. Kathy came in
carrying a paper bag. "So, are we all ready to become a
lovely girl?" she asked Blake. "Here is a clean pair of
my panties which you can borrow for today."
Blake took the delicate pair of pale pink nylon lycra
bikini panties and put them on. "These have high cut sides
and a full back," she said. "I like the way they look on
you Pam."
Kathy then reached into the bag and took out two boxes
which she put down on the counter. Opening one of them,
Blake saw that it held a single breast form. Kathy took it
out and held it up to Blakes chest. "Oh look, Janet its
just the perfect color for Pamela." Indeed, the breast
coloration seemed identical to Blake's pale skinned chest.
"Pamela, these are the newest development in mastectomy
breast forms; they are so life-like that they are hard to
tell from the real thing. To put it on, we use a little
coating of this special kind of glue, which will hold the
form in place for about a week. If you want to get it off
before then you just have to apply a bit of rubbing alcohol
to the sides of it, which then works its way underneath
dissolving the glue and then it falls right off. The glue
itself is made from a vegetable base and is completely
non-toxic. There is also another wonderful feature, which
has just been developed for these forms. I'll show you as
we put them on."
Kathy then applied some glue to the bottom of the form.
"Pamela, you see there is a little clip on the back of the
form which you have to make sure goes right over your
nipple when you put it on." She placed the form against
Blake's chest while demonstrating how the clip worked. The
form was a little cold but his body quickly adjusted to the
temperature. Though it was just an A cup size, slightly
smaller than Janet's breasts, it stood out noticeably from
his otherwise flat chest. The breast had a large life like
nipple which also stood out prominently. After holding the
breast against him for a minute, Kathy said that the glue
was now set, and the breast would be securely on. She then
repeated the procedure with the other breast. When she was
done, Janet applied some powder to the area around his
breasts so that any trace of the artificiality of his
breasts was hidden.
Finally, Kathy said, "Look in the mirror Pamela! Now, you
are really Pamela!"
The image greeting Blake in the mirror was of a very pretty
young girl's chest. Not very buxom, but sweet looking and
delicate. Blake's eyes welled up with tears. "I can't
thank you enough."
"Pamela, we haven't even shown you the best part yet!"
She reached over and gently squeezed the nipples of his two
breasts. "Wow, I feel like my nipples are being touched!"
"You see Pamela, these breast forms have a built in device
which translates any squeezing of the nipples down to your
own. So for example, suppose a boy was fondling you,
assuming you wanted him to!, then you would get all the
pleasure just like we do. Here, feel this!"
Kathy gently rolled her fingers around the nipples and
Blake started to feel waves of pleasure. He began softly
moaning. "OK, enough of that for now!" Kathy said, "We
still have a few more important things to do before the
rest of the girls get here!"
Kathy and Janet had Blake sit down in front of a mirrored
vanity in the outer part of the bathroom. The breasts
tugged on his chest and swayed slightly as he moved. While
he propped his feet up on a stool they applied a coating of
pearly pink nail polish to his toe nails. While this was
drying they took his hands and proceeded to manicure his
nails and apply the same pink nail polish. His nails had
grown out a bit, so with the glossy pink polish, his
already rather delicate hands looked very feminine. The
two girls then took a small scissor and trimmed Blake's
eyebrows so that they were relatively thin and feminine.
Kathy then produced one of her old white A cup bras and
watched with crossed fingers as Blake put it on hoping that
it would fit. Fortunately, it was just a tiny bit tight,
but not unattractive. Blake's breasts filled out the cups
and he could see his new nipples poking up beneath the bra
material. While he was doing this, Janet had retrieved her
bra and had put it on, as well as the rest of her clothes.
Kathy gave Blake one of her old white pull-over tops to
wear. It was a little snug, so his breasts projected out
distinctly from his chest giving him quite a nice figure.
She said, "considering all the trying on that you'll have
to do today, its best that you wear a skirt which you can
easily unbutton. I've got just the perfect one for you,
but first put on your pantyhose and this slip." She gave
Blake the pantyhose he had worn the other night and a white
half slip. He sat down on the stool and put the pantyhose
on. He could see his pink toenails lined up neatly under
the stocking. Janet noticed him admiring that and said,
"it makes a girl feel really grown up when she knows that
she has to wear stockings or pantyhose."
"I know what you mean Janet. I feel like I'm almost a
woman now." When Kathy came back she was holding a pink
wrap-around skirt which he then put on with her help.
The girls then applied rouge to Blake's cheeks, mascara to
his eye lashes and showed him how to put lipstick on. They
brought out the wig and helped him place it securely on his
head and then brushed it until it had the right look.
Kathy got out two silver rings with large glittering stones
and put them on Blake's fingers, one on each hand. She
also put a tennis bracelet around his wrist and a thin gold
necklace with a cameo dangling from it around his neck.
"Now, the last thing is your purse and shoes." Kathy went
to her room and came back with a pair of white ankle strap
pumps and a white purse with a shoulder strap. Blake put
the shoes on and slung the purse strap over his shoulder.
Kathy and Janet exclaimed with excitement, "Oh, you're just
so perfect looking! This turned out better than we had
ever hoped. I'm sure that you were really meant to be a
girl!" Kathy said. 'I'm even jealous of how you look"
teased Janet. "After you get some really pretty clothes
today you are just going to be a terrible boy killer." The
three of them laughed with excitement.
Just that moment, they heard the doorbell and Kathy said,
"Pamela, why don't you answer the door and let the other
girls in!"
Blake nodded in agreement and he went down the stairs with
Kathy and Janet following him. He opened the door and
there stood Penny, Karen and Amy, who took one look at
Blake and burst out into excited comments, "Oh, how
adorable!," "How sexy and pretty your are, Pamela," "My
goodness, what a pretty face and figure, and Oh look at
your pretty pink nails" and "How grown up you are, now."
Blake pirroutted once and excitedly gave each of the girls
a hug.
"What's all the commotion?," Mrs. O'Connor said as she came
to the foyer from the kitchen. She was wearing just a
short pale yellow nightie with matching panties. "Oh, how
marvelous!" she exclaimed when she saw Blake. "Bl..., I
mean Pamela, I can't believe what a pretty girl you are
now! Come let me look at you. Such a pretty face and look
at that bust of yours, you've become such a big girl! The
boys are just going to die when they see you."
The girls and Mrs. O'Connor gazed admiringly at Blake as he
stood holding his hands together in front of him and shyly
swayed back and forth. "I can't get over what a girl you
are, Pamela," Mrs. O'Connor said. Just as pretty as any of
the members of the Girls-Only Club. And you move so
gracefully and feminine. Take off your blouse so I can see
how your breasts look."
Shyly in front of all the girls and Mrs. O'Connor, Blake
lifted off his top revealing his bra with his new breasts
in it. "My, my, my," Mrs. O'Connor said, "what a darling
chest! Your breasts look so natural in that bra! Turn
sideways and raise your arms. Thats it, lift up your hair
off your back. My, isn't that so feminine, with your bra
strap running across your back, and your breasts bulging
out from your bra! And look how your nipples are so
stiff."
Blake walked back and forth demonstrating how much he had
learned about having girlish mannerisms. His hips gently
swayed as he walked over to the sofa and he sat down
gracefully, while tucking his skirt under himself and then
crossing his legs. Mrs. O'Connor walked over and sat down
next to him and commended the girls on their choice of
makeup.
"Mom," Kathy said, "go ahead and touch Pam's breasts."
Mrs. O'Connor gently took hold of one of his breasts. With
her fingers she pushed against the nipple through the bra
and immediately Blake let out a soft moan. "You see, Mom,
he has the new breasts which transfer the feeling right
through."
"They certainly are effective!" She kept on slowly
massaging Blake's nipples while she spoke with the girls.
Blake felt the pleasure increasing until he closed his eyes
and fell into a trance.
Karen noticed Blake's expression and said, "Pamela is going
to be helpless around the guys. Any guy who gets his hand
inside her blouse is going to get her to melt!" Everyone
laughed as Blake sat there contentedly.
"Well we have a busy day ahead of us," Mrs. O'Connor said
interrupted Blake's reverie, "I had better go upstairs and
get dressed!"
"Mom," Kathy said, "today is the start of Pam's very first
period, and she needs someone to teach her all about using
pads and tampons."
"Oh, I see what you mean," Mrs. O'Connor winked at the
girls, "I could show Pamela what to do just like I showed
you and your sister when you were pre-teens. Let me take
her up to my room while I get dressed and I'll give her a
lesson. We should be ready to leave for the mall in half
an hour."
Blake put back on his top and then Mrs. O'Connor escorted
him up to her room. On the way up the stairs, Beth was
coming down to have breakfast. It was the first time Blake
had seen her and she was every bit as beautiful as her
photograph. "Well if it isn't the Girls-Only Club!", Beth
said seeing the other girls coming up the stairway behind
Blake. "And this must be Pamela! I've heard so much about
the newest member of the club. My god, you're even
prettier than Kathy and mom were telling me. Oh, and look
at her blushing! Pam, may I call you Pam?, You're just so
precious. Brad and I can't thank you enough for agreeing
to be a bridesmaid at our wedding!"
It was clear that Beth had no idea that Pamela was really a
boy, and if Blake had any fears of passing in public as a
girl, they were immediately dispelled by Beth's reaction.
"I can't wait to go."
"Did your family just move to town? I can't remember ever
hearing Kathy or the other girls talk about you until just
recently."
Blake was caught by surprise, but luckily Mrs. O'Connor
intervened quickly, "Pam's family is new to town. Its just
amazing how fast she became friends with the club members.
They just really hit it off great."
"Well, you probably will have to have the bridesmaid dress
altered a bit, since Pamela is a few inches taller than
Brad's cousin."
"That's one of the things we were planning to do today."
Mrs. O'Connor said, "and I think we had better get a move
on it!"
With that she continued on up the stairs, and led Blake
into her bedroom and shut the door behind them. She had a
large spacious bedroom with a private bath just like
Kathy's. "I'm going to pretend that you are either Kathy
or Beth to make it easier for me to talk to you about
periods. OK?" Blake nodded his agreement.
"Now, your period is nothing for you to be frightened
about. I realize that you will see some blood coming out,
but this is just nature's way of getting you ready to have
babies. All girls experience some cramping and maybe other
symptoms like headache and irritability so don't be alarmed
if any of these things happen to you."
"I won't Mrs. O'Connor."
She led Blake into the bathroom and reached into a cabinet
and took out a large package of maxipads. "Here, take one
of these," she said offering the box to Blake. He reached
in and took out one of the pads which were individually
wrapped in pink plastic pouches. "Now I'll teach you how
to use this to catch the blood. First let me show you how
I wear them. I'm near the end of my period and am wearing
one right now. First you sit down on the toilet seat."
Mrs. O'Connor sat down and lifted up her short nightie and
pulled down her panties revealing a pad with some traces of
blood in it. "You see, there isn't much blood here, not
enough to change pads yet. See how the pad is held in my
panties? Now you sit down and see if you can put in a
pad."
Blake walked over to the toilet and was immediately
confused as to whether he should lift his skirt up or take
it off before sitting down. "What should I do? Take off
my skirt or lift it up?"
"Well Pamela you can do which ever is most comfortable
depending on the outfit. If you are careful you can just
lift up your skirt, but make sure you don't get any blood
on it! That would be very embarrassing! If that doesn't
seem possible then you can take it off."
Blake decided he would try lifting up the skirt. He raised
it from the bottom over his waist and then realized he had
to get the slip also. This he managed to also pick up.
Then holding the skirt and slip up in one hand, he used his
other to lower his pantyhose and panties until they were
down to his knees. He then sat down on the seat.
"Now open up one of the pouches."
Blake did as he was instructed and took out a long white
pad folded in three sections with a strip of wax paper
covering some adhesive. "Now remember to save the pouch so
that you can dispose of the used pad when done. Now pull
off the strip and carefully place the pad in your panties."
Mrs. O'Connor guided Blakes hand so that the pad was
positioned in just the right place. "Now press it in
firmly. Very good. I think you've got the hang of it.
It'll take a little getting used to wearing it. For
example, you'll feel the lump of the pad in your panties
pressing against your vagina while you walk. But
eventually you'll be entirely accustomed to it."
"I think I understand how to use the pads. I guess I
should carry a few in my purse?"
"Yes, of course. And you realize that you can use some of
the thinner pads when you think that your period might be
about to start. That way you won't have an accident. At
night, there are some really large pads that you can use to
catch the heavy bleeding that you might have over a long
period."
"But what about tampons? When are they used?"
"Obviously, you can't use them, but I agree that you should
know about them since all girls do. Kathy and the other
younger girls usually use these, so why don't I ask if one
of them would come in here and give you a lesson on them."
Mrs. O'Connor left to go to Kathy's room to speak to the
girls.
"Pamela needs to learn about tampons, and we are wondering
if any of you are having your period now and could give her
a little demonstration?"
"Mrs. O'Connor, I'm wearing one right now and I was going
to be changing it soon," Penny said. "I'll be happy to
show Pam what to do."
"Me too," said Janet. "I'll come along also."
With this, Penny, Janet and Mrs. O'Connor went back to
Blake who was still sitting on the toilet seat.
"You can pull up your panties and pantyhose, Pamela, I
think we are all done with the pads." Mrs. O'Connor said.
"OK," Blake said as he got up and did as she said. "I can
feel the pad. But its not uncomfortable."
"Good. They really aren't that much of a nuisance. Now
Penny and Janet are each going to show you how they use
tampons."
Penny unzipped her jeans and slid them down her legs
revealing her delicate white panties. She lowered these
and then sat down on the toilet seat. Blake could see her
pubic hair with a white string dangling out. "See, the
first thing I do is pull out the old tampon using this
string. Why don't you do it, Pam, so you can see what it
feels like."
Very gingerly, Blake took hold of the string and pulled it.
The tampon didn't move. "It won't move!"
"Yes it will if you give it more force. Don't be afraid to
really pull on it."
This time Blake pulled harder and it started to move out.
"Its moving!" Blake cried and the two girls and Mrs.
O'Connor laughed. He kept on pulling until it suddenly
came out. It was covered with a little blood and Penny
quickly covered it with tissue paper. "Now we just put
that in the trash, never in the toilet. Now I take a new
tampon and put it in." She took a tampon out of her purse,
took off the wrapper and handed it to Blake to look at.
'You see it has an applicator which you put into your
vagina and then push out the tampon into yourself, leaving
the string to dangle outside." She proceeded to insert it
and with expert fingers was done in a couple of seconds.
"Now you can throw out the applicator."
"Why don't you try the whole procedure on me," said Janet.
"I'll just sit here and you do everything."
"OK, I'll try it." Penny stood up and pulled back up her
panties and jeans. Then Janet unzipped her pants, pulled
them down with her panties and sat on the seat with her
legs spread wide. Blake then very delicately kneeled in
front of her and pulled out the tampon, put it in some
tissue and threw it out. Then he took a fresh tampon and
inserted it slowly into Janet's vagina.
Janet winced slightly and Blake said with some alarm, "I'm
not hurting you am I?"
"No, no, Blake, its just very sensitive, particularly when
someone else is touching my vagina. You must know that
also!"
The tampon applicator was now half in and Blake continued
pushing on it. Finally it reached the right spot and Janet
said, "that's perfect! Now push in the tampon and take out
the applicator." Blake did as he was told and then with
evident pride said, "OK, all done. I'm so happy I didn't
hurt you!"
"You really are a fast learner Pamela. Someday, maybe you
will actually be using tampons instead of pads! For
example, if you want to go swimming during your period they
are essential."
Mrs. O'Connor added, "Of course, girls tend to check up on
their pads when they go to the bathroom. And I suppose you
realize that from now on you have to pee sitting down just
like a girl! You must remember to clean off your vagina
with some tissue paper after you pee. Do you have to pee
now? If so, we can make sure you do it right."
Blake nodded his head yes.
"Good. Now you can also show the girls how you have
learned to lift up your skirt." Blake repeated his earlier
lesson by raising his skirt and sat down again on the
toilet. He sat there for a minute or two trying to pee
with the two girls and Mrs. O'Connor watching him.
"Well, Pamela, do you have to pee or not. Hurry up now."
Mrs. O'Connor said.
"I'm trying," Blake said.
Mrs. O'Connor started talking to the two girls about
school, in particular whether they had heard about the
results of the tryouts for the cheerleading squad which had
just been held. All the girls in the club had auditioned.
After another minute Karen, Kathy and Amy came into the
room to see what was happening. Blake sat there on the
toilet trying desperately to pee with now all five girls
and Mrs. O'Connor standing next to him.
"How was your lesson Pamela?," asked Karen.
"I think I understand what to do with my pads. Mrs.
O'Connor was just teaching me how to pee like a girl."
"Yes, come on now Pamela, we don't have all day!" Mrs.
O'Connor said.
"I'm sorry. I'm trying to go and I know that I have to go.
It'll be just a minute more."
The girls and Mrs. O'Connor resumed their conversation and
Blake felt even more frustrated. The urge to pee was
increasing at the same time as his 'clitoris' had developed
a very large erection. He was embarrassed that the girls
were being held up waiting for him.
After several more minutes the conversation lulled and
everyone turned their attention to Blake. He sat there
surrounded by all the girls and Mrs. O'Connor. He now felt
a tremendous desire to pee and at the same time his penis
had become very hard and he had no hope of peeing. He
sensed the impatience of everyone, whom he was holding up
from starting the days activities. He was sweating and
felt hot with his skirt and slip bunched up around him. He
could feel his bra sticking to his skin from perspiration.
The seconds ticked off in silence.
"I'm trying to go I really am," he said frantically.
"We really do have to be going," Mrs. O'Connor said. "Why
don't you get up and let me pee, so I can get dressed.
Then you can try again."
As Blake reached between his legs to pull up his panties
and pantyhose, the slight pressure on his penis caused him
to explode in an uncontrollable orgasm. He grabbed his
penis as the cum shot out in rapid pulses into his hand,
narrowly missing his clothes or any of the girls. The
pleasure he felt was extraordinarily intense, and he gasped
loudly while shouting, "Oh, my God,...,I'm sorry...I don't
know what happened to me!"
The girls were at first stunned by the sudden excitement
but then had to fight to suppress giggles as Blake
frantically attempted to keep his cum from dripping down
onto his clothes.
"Oh, you poor poor dear," Mrs. O'Connor exclaimed. "We
didn't realize that you were so frightened about peeing in
front of us." She quickly pulled out a tissue from a
dispenser and proceeded to clean up around Blake's thighs
and penis. Then she turned on the faucet and led Blake
over to the sink to wash off his hands. "Kathy, help
Pamela get straightened up so I can get ready to go."
Kathy took Blake by the hand and led him to Mrs. O'Connor's
bed where she helped him pull up his panties and pantyhose,
and then smoothed out his slip and skirt. She got a
hairbrush and straightened out his hair.
He could see Mrs. O'Connor sitting on the toilet and in a
second he heard her release a confident stream of pee into
the bowl.
"Don't be upset Pamela," Kathy said, "some girls are very
shy about peeing in front of others. I've even heard that
in Japan many of the girls purposefully keep flushing the
toilets so no one can hear them peeing. Its a terrible
waste of water!"
"I guess I've got just so much to learn. I don't know if
I'm ever going to be a girl."
Kathy sat down next to Blake and put her arm over his
shoulder. "There, there Pamela, these are just your very
first days of being a girl. Don't be upset. I'm sure that
in the weeks and months ahead your going to find yourself
to be quite the young lady."
"I hope so."
Mrs. O'Connor now came into the bedroom to get dressed.
"Come on Pamela, you must forget about what happened. Why
don't you help me choose an outfit for today."
"OK, Mrs. O'Connor," Blake said getting up.
"First we have to pick out a bra and panties from my
drawer." She pointed to the second drawer of her dresser.
Blake opened it up and saw that it was filled with several
piles of bras on one side and panties on the other.
She took off her nightie and its matching panties and place
them on the bed and came back to stand next to Blake
totally naked. He couldn't help but notice her exquisite
figure and large breasts topped with nipples almost as
large as those on a baby bottle. He felt his heart racing
as she said, "what do you think? Perhaps the light blue
bra?"
Blake saw the bra in question and picked it up. "Yes, it
is nice." The bra had very large cups like his mom's bras,
but must have been much more expensive since the cups were
entirely lace and very shear. Part way down the panty pile
he saw a light blue pair and asked, "are those the matching
panties?"
"Yes they are."
"Oh, good then this is the perfect set to wear today."
"Help me on with the bra."
Blake arranged the bra and held it out for Mrs. O'Connor to
slip her arms through it. She then turned around and Blake
clipped the back on the first set of hooks.
"No, it should go in the middle hooks."
"I'm sorry," Blake said as he adjusted the straps. He then
gave her the panties which she stepped into and pulled up.
"I think I'll wear jeans today and you can select a blouse
for me from the next drawer down." She put on a pair of
jeans she had hanging over the end of a chair while Blake
closed the bra and panty drawer and opened the next one.
On the right was stockings and pantyhose and on the left a
neat pile of tops. He saw that there was a light blue one
which he took out and gave to Mrs. O'Connor. She put it on
and tucked the blouse into her pants.
"How do I look?"
"Oh, so very pretty Mrs. O'Connor. Just beautiful!"
"So, I'll just put on some shoes and we'll all be ready to
go to the mall!"
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