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http://www.incesttabooo.com/girlclub01.html
The Girls-Only Club
Chapter 1
At lunchtime recess one day in late spring, Blake casually
strolled to a large garden of rose bushes planted on the
far side of the school yard. The other eighth grade boys
normally never went there: rather they hung out near the
school building playing ball games or else huddled together
in noisy groups teasing each other and roughhousing as boys
are wont to do. Normally Blake would be with them, but
this day he was tired of the nasty putdowns and teasing
from the other boys. This had become a problem lately;
ever since Mr. Grady the science teacher had pointed out to
the whole class how well Blake had done on his science fair
project. In fact, Blake had been a state runnerup that
year. Some of the rougher boys in the class had taken to
threatening and taunting him, calling him a 'snob' and a
'nerd'. It felt like a good idea to cool things with the
guys for a while, so he had decided to walk over to the
opposite side of the school yard away from everyone else.
Finding the rose bushes had been somewhat of an accident,
but he found himself attracted to them and had walked over
to inspect them closely. He was amazed at the many
different colors of the flowers and the strong smells. He
leaned over at one flower on each one of the different
varieties of roses and sniffed deeply. The scents were so
intoxicating that he was startled back to conciousness by
the sudden sound of Clifford yelling at him: "Look at the
sissy boy smelling the flowers! What a little girl!"
At this, Blake noticed that the whole group of boys he
normally hung out with were grouped around him laughing at
him and making other nasty comments. He blushed deeply and
tried to say he just liked the smell of the roses, but the
guys were really into ragging on him, and the more he said
the more they teased him. Blake felt tears welling up in
his eyes and he did the best he could to supress them from
becoming visible. Unfortunately Clifford and another
particularly tough guy, Roy, saw the gleam in his eyes and
started to then also call him a cry baby. Roy began
shoving Blake, which Blake couldn't do anything about since
Roy could easily beat him up if he gave him an excuse to do
so.
While this was going on, a group of 5 of the girls in their
class came up to the boys and started yelling at Roy and
Clifford and the other boys to leave poor Blake alone.
Karen, who was widely acknowledge to be the prettiest girl
in the eighth grade, scolded the boys. "We saw everything.
You boys are just awful and viscious. All Blake did was
admire the beautiful pretty roses which if you had any
brains or maturity like he does, then you would enjoy them
too." At this the girls surrounded Blake and began
sniffing the roses also.
While some of the boys were silenced by Karen, since they
all at one time or another had fantasized about dating her,
Clifford continued on now saying, "Just like I said, Blake
is one of the girls now. What a cute little fairy sissy
boy. I bet tomorrow he comes to school in a dress." The
boys fell down laughing at this one and Blake was so angry
and upset he didn't know what to do. He was afraid to
leave the girls since as long as Karen was there he felt
safe. Yet as long as he let the girls protect him he was
inviting many more days of teasing from the guys.
One of the other girls, Amy, spoke up loudly, "Clifford and
Roy and the rest of you are just so impossible. Just leave
Blake alone. Before any of you dare to touch him, you will
have to contend with me first." At this, Amy bared her
long sharp nails, as if daring anyone to come forward and
attack. Amy was a bit tall as a girl, but very athletic
with a trim lithe body and a full set of rounded breasts
which were shown off by a tight fitting tee shirt.
Blake winced at this, since it was now clear he didn't have
the courage to do what the girls could do. Amy, who was
just the same height as him and perhaps a bit lighter was
not afraid to stand up and defend him.
Luckily, just at that moment the bell sounded signaling the
end of recess and the boys turned to go away. However,
Clifford got the last word saying: "after school Blake you
won't have your other girls to protect you." Blake gulped
in fear as he walked slowly back to the school building
surrounded by the five girls. Once the boys were out of
earshot, Karen said to Kathy and Janet who were next to
her, "we have to do something to protect Blake this
afternoon. We can't let those dumb boys beat him up, for
such a stupid reason."
Kathy and the other girls all agreed. Kathy then said,
"well why not have Blake go with us after school today. We
were all planning to get together at my house anyway for
our weekly meeting."
"Well, I guess he could come for at least a little time,
until our meeting starts," added Karen.
Blake had overheard this exchange and said, "That's very
kind of you, but what meeting are you referring to. I dont
want to intrude."
"Today is our meeting of the 'Girls-Only Club," Karen said,
"which is a name we give to the five of us. We meet each
week at Kathy's house to talk about all kinds of things:
some girl things but also music and art, you know.
"Oh, then I really am out of place there."
"Don't worry. The meeting usually doesn't start until 4
o'clock. By then you could safely go home."
"I can't thank you all enough!" Blake exlclaimed. But
then added, "but how can you stand me, if you are not
afraid of the guys and I am. I mean, Amy wasn't afraid to
fight Clifford or Roy and I was."
At this a new burst of tears started from his eyes. Karen
and the other girls stopped a minute and surrounded Blake,
patting him gently on the shoulders. "Now listen, Blake,"
Kathy said, "we think its OK if some boys are not as strong
as some girls. You have other talents which are nice, and
we accept you for that."
Hearing this comforted Blake tremendously and he suddenly
felt excited about the chance to play a little with such
nice girls after school. He really believed that they
would protect him without also looking down on him and that
was what mattered most. When he reached the building, he
excitedly ran ahead to the classroom. The boys wouldn't
dare start a fight near one of the teachers. He couldn't
believe how nice the girls were, and that Karen and the
other girls, Kathy, Janet, Amy and Penny, who were also
among the prettiest in the whole school, would take the
time to be nice to him. He had always thought the girls
more mature than the guys, and this was a good lesson on
how true that was.
*******************************
At the end of the school day, as Blake foresaw, the guys
had assembled across the street from the school entrance to
await his exit. But the girls had also held to their
promise to protect him, so after a brief scene in which he
was teased anew by Clifford and Roy, and even some of the
smaller kids pushed him a little, the guys left to go play
baseball. The guys could have gotten him if they really
wanted, but they didn't want to do something to get on the
bad side of Karen, Kathy and the other girls. In fact,
most of the guys would have liked nothing better than to go
steady with anyone of the five girls; each being cute and
pretty in their own way. One of the main topics of
conversation of the guys had always been to try to figure
out ways for one of them to get a date with one of the
girls so that they could 'feel her up.' In fact, there had
been some dating, and some claims that they had gotten sex
off of the girls, but most of the guys just assumed that
this was fantasy.
The five girls walked along toward Kathy's house with Blake
trailing behind. They talked rapidly and excitedly about
all kinds of things that Blake didn't know much about: who
other girls were dating, some new songs they just heard on
the radio, things going on at the mall and so forth. He
felt more and more out of place, and finally said to them:
"look, the guys have all gone away to play ball, maybe I
should just go home since I am sure I can get there safely
now."
Kathy spoke up immediately and said, "we won't hear of
that. The boys could be lurking anywhere to gang up on
you. In fact, look down the street there." She pointed up
the block behind them, and Blake could see a couple of boys
standing looking toward their direction. "I think they are
spying on us. You come along with us to Kathy's house like
we planned, and we'll send you on home at 4."
It looked like Kathy was right, so Blake agreed to the
plan, and contented himself to walk along behind the girls
as they went the remaining few blocks to Kathy's house.
When they arrived there, Mrs. O'Connor, Kathy's mom, had
cookies and milk waiting for the girls on the kitchen
table. She was surprised to see Blake, but after hearing
what had happened with the boys, she commended the girls on
their good deed, and made Blake feel very much welcome in
the house. She poured him a glass of milk also, and
offered him some cookies. When the girls and Blake were
done eating they went upstairs to Kathy's large bedroom
suite. Blake was impressed by the lovely feminine decor
which included two love seats, a sofa, a large bed with a
white and pink bedspread, light blue wall paper with little
pink flowers. On one wall was a large color photograph of
some unbelievably muscular body builder posed with his huge
biceps sticking out. He wore just a little speedo bathing
suit which barely hid what appeared to be a huge member
inside. Apart from this, there were no other bows to the
popular culture.
Two of the girls sat down on the sofa, two on one of the
love seats and Kathy on the other. This left Blake
standing awkwardly until Kathy told him to not be shy and
sit down next to her. Kathy had on a flairing light blue
skirt which spread out a bit on the seat so that when Blake
sat down it was gently touching his pants leg. The girls
were smiling and quite excited with their feeling of
accomplishment for how they had handled the events of the
afternoon.
"I can't believe how dumb those stupid boys are," said
Penny. She was the quietest of the girls, and known in the
classroom for being very smart. "What are they trying to
prove by picking on someone who they obviously could beat
up. Clifford or Roy ought to fight each other, then that
would be a contest. I have always enjoyed your
contributions in class Blake. You should be very proud of
your accomplishments and certainly you should enjoy the
roses anytime you want!"
The girls laughed at this and Amy said, "Look Penny you
made Blake blush!"
Blake hid his face in his hands while laughing and then
everyone laughed anew very hard.
Karen finally said, "As we have discussed many times
together, the boys have only one thing on their stupid
minds which seems to be to try and feel us up or go even
further! Never anything about our personalities or
thoughts in our heads. The only exception, Blake, has been
you! In fact, at last week's meeting we had been talking
about how we wish all the boys could be like you."
Blake felt a deep joy in his heart. No matter what,
whether he was to wake up tommorrow and find that this was
all a dream, at least for just this one precious afternoon,
he felt like he belonged. He said, after some hesitation,
"I really like you girls, and I am so happy that I got to
play with you today."
At this, Karen got up and walked over and gave Blake a kiss
on the cheek. She kneeled down in front of him and put her
hands on his shoulders and looked into his eyes and said.
"Blake, we really like you too, and we hope that you will
play with us many times more. From now on, let us never
think again about those ugly boys out there and let us all
just have fun togther now!"
All the girls shouted their agreement, and then they all
began talking together about different things. They
enjoyed hearing Blake's thoughts about many topics, such as
opera, of which he was a big fan and especially ballet.
When he was older he planned to take lessons, but not now,
since his mom and dad couldn't really afford it and he
wasn't too sure that they would accept it either. He
wasn't gay! but he thought that they wouldn't understand
his love for the beautiful graceful motions of the dancers
and wanting to do it himself.
******************************
It was approaching 4 0'clock and the girls were talking
about the upcoming wedding of Kathy's sister, Beth. In
fact, Beth was engaged to the hunk whose picture hung on
the wall, which thus explained the incongruity of this
photo with the other decor. The girls in the club were to
be bridemaids at the wedding and the past weekend they had
gone to a shop to be fitted for their gowns. Kathy was
very excited because her gown had been the first to be
finished and her mom had brought it home the previous
afternoon. Janet and Amy together said, "Oh, Kathy show it
to us!"
Kathy got up to go to her mothers room to get the dress to
show the girls. While she was gone, Blake started to feel
like he was intruding again. After all, the wedding
concerned just the girls. Being very concious of the time,
and thinking that they might be too polite to tell him to
leave, he said, "Well I guess it is 4 and I don't want to
get in the way of your meeting." The girls appeared to
have not heard him, and he was just about to repeat this
when when just that second, Kathy came running back in the
room carryling a large box. She put it down on her bed,
and opened it up taking out a beautiful ruffly pink and
white dress, covered with little pink lace flowers and a
wide white skirt, underneath which was many layers of soft
pink crinolines. Totally taken by surprise, Blake let out
an audible gasp of excitement, and then before he knew what
he was saying said, "How wonderfully pretty and exciting
your dress is Kathy! Oh its just marvelous, I can't
believe how pretty and gorgeous it is! Oh God, I just love
it! I think it is just so nice and you are so lucky to get
to wear it!"
Kathy beamed at Blake, and the other girls fell silent and
took in the moment. Once again Blake was blushing as he
realized how excited he had become over a dress. Oh, oh,
he thought, boys should not be so taken in by dresses, and
they are going to think I am a sissy. Feeling embarassed,
he quickly stood up and began walking to the door. "Its
just now 4 O'clock, and I really ought to be going so you
girls can get on with your meeting."
Janet said, "Blake! It's OK to like the dress! We all do,
too! You should have seen us at the store, we all fell
instantly in love with it, just like you did! Please don't
be embarassed, and pleae sit down and stay a bit longer."
Blake didn't know what to do and so he carefully retook his
seat on the sofa.
Karen said, "I think Blake is right. It is about time we
started our club meeting. However, as president of the
Girls-Only Club I know I am speaking on behalf of everyone,
when I say that we need to do some serious thinking about
how we can fit you into the club also!" All the girls
loudly clapped their hands in agreement and Blake was taken
by surprise.
"Of course you realize that the "Girls-Only Club" is, as
its name implies, for girls only. We set up the club this
way mainly because we really couldn't stand the immaturity
of boys, who can never talk intelligently about any
subject, and only care about our bodies. You, on the other
hand, are so different, that we can really see that it
would be a great benefit to the club to have you as a
member. The discussions at our meetings would be ever so
much more interesting! Unfortunately, however, rules are
rules, and the charter of our club strictly requires that
only girls can be in the club. However, I would like you
to answer just one question for us right now."
Blake nodded in agreement, "Sure."
"Pretending that we didn't have the girls-only rule, would
you want to join the club?" Karen said slowly.
Without hesitation, Blake said, "Oh, would I! It would be
the most wonderful thing that could happen to me!"
Upon hearing this, the girls whispered among themselves for
a second and finally Amy said, "We would like to discuss
some things amongst us club members. Could you wait
downstairs, until we call for you? It shouldn't be more
than 15 minutes or so. Maybe we can find some sort of way
to make us all happy!"
Blake agreed, and feeling truly elated walked out of the
room closing the door behind him. He couldn't imagine what
the girls would be discussing, but he hoped more that he
had thought possible to be given the chance to join the
club.
**************************************
Blake nervously walked downstairs to sit in the living room
while awaiting the girls. He never would have imagined
when this day began that he would be a guest in Kathy
O'Connors house and playing with the most attractive group
of girls in the school.
When he got downstairs he walked into the living room and
found Mrs. O'Connor sitting there. She greeted him warmly
and said, "On your way home now? Do you think it will be
safe? I could drive you if you are afraid."
Blake shyly said, "Oh, no maam, I think I can get home OK.
But actually, I'm not yet leaving. The girls are upstairs
having some discussion and when they are done, I can go up
again."
Mrs. O"commor put on a puzzled expression. Blake observed
that she was a strikingly attractive women. About 45 with
long blonde hair. She was wearing a simple A-Line dress
which gracefully reflected her curves. As she sat in the
chair with her legs crossed, he saw that she was wearing
stockings and high heeled shoes. She said, "well why don't
you sit down and chat with me until the girls are ready?
Come sit over here." She indicated a spot near her on the
sofa. As he sat down, Blake noted the gentle fragance of
her perfume and felt somewhat overwhelmed by the intensity
of her womanly presence. "So what is it the girls are
discussing without you?"
"Something to do with maybe allowing me into their club."
"Oh thats strange, I thought they called it the 'Girls-Only
Club'?"
"Yes, that is the problem they are working on." Blake
realized that this sounded awkward but didn't know what
else to say.
"Well? Mrs. Oconnor asked showing genuine curiosity.
"Oh, you mean why would a boy want to join?", Blake
suddenly felt very embarassed, and started to stammer,
"I,I,I,I,I, " and couldn't find any words.
Mrs. Oconnor, smiled at him, "Those girls are quite a
group!"
Blake felt inadequate and confused. What did Mrs. OConnor
mean by this remark?
Luckily, just then the phone rang and Mrs. O'Connor got up
to answer it. She came back after a few minutes and said,
"It was the florist for Beth's wedding. Endless details
and problems. But well worth it I guess, since Beth is so
happy."
Blake said, "Oh, I saw the picture of her boyfriend in
Kathy's room"
"Oh that funny thing. Isn't it silly of him to be posed
like Arnold Swartzenneger. Those muscles are something
else, aren't they!"
Blake looked down at his lap and tried to smile. His arms
were thin and graceful, with barely any bulge if he flexed
them. He told himself he would have to get a weight set
and see if he could develop some muscles like Brad had.
Mrs. O'Connor seemed to read what was on his mind. "Not
all girls like those big bulging muscles on a guy. But you
know that Beth, being a beauty queen and even winning some
pagents over the years, she fits in well with a ruggedly
handsome man. They make such a beautiful couple together."
She reached over and took a framed picture off a table and
handed it to Blake to see. In it was a color picture of
Beth and Brad at the beach. Brad in his little speedo was
standing holding up a surf board on one side, while on the
other was an extraordinarily voluptuous women in a tiny
little pink bikini, holding onto to Brad. Her huge shapely
breasts were barely contained in the bra top.
Blake said, "Wow, is she beautiful." And after a moment,
"I mean just like you and Karen."
Mrs. O'Connor laughed at this, saying, "Why thank you. I
guess all the ladies in our family are nice looking. It is
so kind of you to say that I still have attractions."
Blake found himself blushing once again.
"Here, let me give you a little kiss for being so nice.
Come closer."
Mrs. O'Connor indicated that he should slide right next to
her on the sofa so she could give him a kiss. He slowly
moved closer and she put her arm around him and drew him up
to her body. She looked a second in his eyes and then gave
him a little kiss on the cheek. Blake felt his chest
against her breasts and his arm touching her dress. He
couldn't believe how happy he felt. When she released him,
he was sitting very tightly against her and felt the warmth
of her body.
"You are such a dear. Such a fine young man and I am glad
that Kathy has found you as a new friend."
She sat there looking a bit wistfull. After a long pause
in which Blake felt close to tears of happiness, she said,
"Having two daughters, I always wished to have had a son.
A son who would be genteel and kind. like you are. You
know, before my husband died suddenly on the plane crash,
we had talked about having another child, mainly to see
what a boy would be like."
"I didn't know Kathy's dad had died. I am sorry."
"It was many years ago now. I'm sorry to have brought up
the subject. Now let me tell you about the big wedding!"
"When is it?" Blake asked.
"It's three weeks from this Saturday. There will be about
200 guests and it will be held at the old Episcopal church
on Main Street. The wedding party is at the country club.
We have 6 brides maids: the Girls-Only Club members plus
Brad's young cousin from Minneapolis."
"Wow. It sounds great."
"Yes, everyone is going to look splendid. Beth bought the
most exquisite gown and all the brides maids have very
pretty dresses."
"Yes I saw one upstairs."
"Oh, yes Karthyand the girls are very excited about wearing
the dresses together. It was so much silly fun and
confusion down at the dress shop buying them."
Blake and Mrs. O'Connor turned their heads when they heard
the foot steps of Kathy coming down the stairs. She came
into the living room and said, "Well you two look really
comfy. I'm glad you have become friends, because I am
hoping that we will be seeing a lot of Blake! Anyway, Mom,
can we borrow him for a moment since the club has some
important business to discuss with him!
"Blake, I do hope to see you again. Now run along and take
care of this mysterious business with the girls!"
Blake thanked Mrs. O'Connor profusely for their chat and
went with Karen up the stairs to her room.
***********************
When he entered Kathy's bedroom the girls had left a seat
for him on the central loveseat so that he was in the
middle of them. In contrast to before, the girls were not
smiling. Blake felt a burning in his heart and some
trepedation as to what they might say. After he sat down,
Karen, who was seated next to him began to speak.
"Blake. The Girls-Only Club has had a very serious
discussion about the question of your membership in the
club. First, I am happy to report that there was a
unanimous vote in favor of looking into the possiblity of
you joining the club. We then discussed how we could
justify offering you full membership in view of the fact
that you are a boy. We realized that if we were to take
the drastic step of allowing a boy into the club, then the
whole point and purpose of the club would be ruined.
Furthermore, we strongly believe that a boy being in the
club would be at a serious disadvantage compared to the
other members. For example, in participating in our girl
type activities, conversations and so forth. Even more, a
boy would be separate and isolated in some sense from the
rest of us, and would not be able to feel totally a part of
the club. Thus, we rejected the idea of a boy being in the
club."
Hearing this, Blake's heart sagged, and his face showed
that he was near to tears. Seeing this, Karen quickly went
on.
"However, we realized that a way around our problem is to
consider more carefully what we mean by the word 'girl'
appearing in the club name. In fact, we all agreed that we
have some freedom to make up our own definition of 'girl'.
Specifically, we have decided that as far as the charter of
our club is concerned, a 'girl' is someone who looks, acts
and dresses like a girl. All that business about X and Y
chromosomes is irrelevant in our opinion. Thus, we are
able to accept into our Girls-Only Club anyone who meets
this definition of 'girl'."
Blake was stunned. It was a million miles from what he had
expected to hear from the girls, and it took him some
moments to grope towards a reaction. "I, I don't know what
to say. I guess I am not sure that you are serious, like
maybe you're trying to tease me."
He was starting to feel just awful and a wave of
humiliation began coming over him when Kathy spoke up. "Oh
my God! We were afraid that you might feel hurt by what we
decided, but please, please don't take it that way! You
see we are really serious about there being no limitations
to our feeling close to you. We have to all behave and
dress and feel like girls if we are to achieve this. As
long as you are dressed like a boy, and look like a boy,
then the gulf is just too great between us."
"Blake, please understand," Amy joined in. "We are not
thinking like we will see you as a sissy boy or something.
Not at all. Instead we will be able to get even closer to
you and see you as a very very special friend who is even
willing to pretend to be a girl just to be a part of our
club."
"It seems to us that after a short period of adjustment you
will fit in perfectly in the club as a girl. We have
already seen earlier how truly feminine your feelings are,
like when you said how lucky a girl would be to wear a
pretty dress. This tells us so much about how you feel: it
says to us that you know all about being a girl. That
special wonderful feeling of being pretty and being
surrounded by pretty things."
The more the girls talked this way and the more they
resassured him the more Blake started to think about the
reality of doing this. Finally, he said, "But how would I
get clothes to wear, and I dont know anything at all about
girls things, and what about my mom and dad if they found
out. And what about going to school like a girl, and the
guys finding out, and will I look like a boy dressed as a
girl?"
"These are all really important questions, and we thought
about how to answer some of them while we had our
discussion," Kathy said, "Basically, we will have to make
some compromises, like you would not have to dress like a
girl at school or during other times when it wasnt
possible. We would also be able to spend some time
teaching you about being a girl. It would be fun for all
of us."
"And as far as passing as a girl, don't you worry! We can
make you look perfect. You all ready have feminine
features, such as your pretty arms and graceful legs. With
some make up and a wig we are sure your face will be that
of a very pretty girl."
All the girls now chimed in their encouragement to Blake.
Kathy snuggled close to him on one side and Karen came over
and sat next to him on the other, putting her arm around
him. Then Penny, Amy and Janet came and kneeled down in
front of him and also snuggled in tightly to him and gently
stroked his sides and chest with their hands. Thus
surrounded by all five girls, Blake began to cry, partly
out of joy, but partly out of fear for what he would be
doing. Penny gave him her lace hanky and Blake took it to
wipe his eyes and blow his nose. When he felt enough under
control he said "I think I know what you are getting at. I
don't want to be separate from you in anyway. Just as long
as you promise me you'll never make fun of me."
"Oh, Blake, how could you ever think that! Then you agree
to our conditions and you will become a member?"
"Yes."
Hearing this, the girls all let out a cheer, and said that
the Girls-Only Club is now the six of us, and will be from
now on.
Kathy then said, "it is getting late today so we really
don't have time to set up a way for you to dress up right
now. Let's start that at our next meeting which is one
week from today. But for right now, I thought that you
could try on my bridesmaid dress, so you will see just how
wonderful it feels to be pretty! Then you will have all
week to know exactly what it is you are getting yourself
into! Okay?"
Blake thought about it a second and then hesitantly nodded
his agreement.
Janet then said, "Blake, we realize that this is a sudden
shock to you, and I am sure you'll get more comfortable as
times go on, but I think you have to make an effort to
forget your boys side while you are with us, and just
become a girl exactly like one of us."
"Yes," added Amy, "just feel completely free to be a girl
and do and think girls things, and then I am sure we'll all
be so happy together."
"I'm sorry," Blake said, "I will do my best to try and
learn to be a girl and fit in with the rest of you."
"That's all we can hope for," said Janet.
"Now, I guess I really do want to wear the dress for a bit,
to see how it feels like. It is my favorite style." Blake
got up and walked over to the dress and picked it up. He
ran his hand delicately over the pretty flowers on it and
examined the soft crinolines. His heart was racing so hard
he thought he might faint. The dress was intoxicatingly
beautiful and he ached to try it on. He said to the girls,
"I think I'll feel like a princess wearing it!" He then
held it up to himself and twirled around once as if he were
dancing. The girls laughed and Janet said, "that's exactly
what we were all doing at the dress shop last week. Its
too bad you weren't there, and that you won't be able to be
a bridesmaid like the rest of us. Then the whole club
could be together at the wedding!"
Kathy said, "Yes that is too bad. But for now Blake we can
let you be a bridesmaid for a few minutes. Why don't you
now take off all your boy clothes." Seeing that Blake
suddenly looked scared, she said, "now what is there to be
frightened of? We're all girls here and girls can
certainly all get undressed together. Now take off your
pants and underpants and your shirt like a good girl."
Blake did as she directed. Kathy meanwhile appeared
saying, "here Karen I found a pair of my old panties which
Blake can have to wear today. He can also keep them as a
start on his new clothing collection."
Blake took the panties, which were light blue cotton with a
lacy elastic top and put them on. It was clear to the
girls that he was a bit excited as a little tent had formed
in the panties.
Kathy said, "we anticipated that problem," pointing to his
erection, "and we decided that we would take turns getting
rid of it as quickly as possible. I was chosen to be
first." She led Blake to the bathroom where she stood him
against the sink, reached inside his panties and began
fondling his member until in just a matter of seconds he
was cuming over her hand and into the sink. She gave him a
little kiss on the cheek and said, "that was quick! Now
your little clitoris will calm back down and not be so
hot!"
When Blake came back with Kathy his member was now relaxed
and not too visible in the panties. Kathy said to the
other girls, "Blake, no, I mean Pamela - from now on we'll
call you Pamela - was very quick, and now her big clitoris
is safely resting in her panties."
"You look so precious in those panties, Pamela," Amy said,
"I think your body is naturally graceful and feminine."
Kathy then continued, "Normally, you'll have to wear some
other things to be properly dressed, like a bra and so
forth, but for now let us just put the dress on you. First
raise your hands up."
Blake did as he was told and the girls gathered up the
dress and put it over his arms and slid it down around his
body. Amy then zipped up the back, and exclaimed "What a
lovely fit. Now take a look in the mirror and see how
exquisite you look!"
Blake walked over to a full length mirror hanging on the
closet door and looked at himself. The dress looked
ravishing and he could never remember feeling so happy in
his life. "Oh, I can't believe how wonderful it feels, and
how natural I feel."
He wheeled about a little and then sat gracefully down on
the sofa with the dress and crinolines puffing up around
him. "God I wish I could go the wedding with all of you,
and get to wear this dress all day long!"
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