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Subject: repost: Adventures of Debbie part 2
From: PROSE1222 <PROSE1222@prodigy.net>
Date: Wed, 23 Apr 1997 13:49:51 -0400
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THE DATE
This morning I was awaken by Linda and Karen. They helped me
dress in a pair of suntan pantyhose followed by a pair of pink
satin panties and a lacy pink bra. I was pulling up the panties
when Aunt Janet entered the room carrying a package. "I went
out yesterday during the party with your mother, Debbie. We
thought you might like using these instead of tissues to fill
your bra cup. I also have this special adhesive which will
attach them to your body and make them even more real looking. =
They claim that you should be able to go naked and not have
anyone know the difference without touching them. The adhesive
is also water proof and cannot be removed without a special
chemical designed to remove it. Your mother has the remover and
she will use it when she decides to let you go back to being a
boy. It won't do any harm to your body, and this way you won't
need a training bra any longer, you will have blossomed into a
size 36C. That is the same size as Linda and your mother. I'm
a little bit larger, but not by much. You are a fourteen year
old girl and all the girls in our family have blossomed by that
age. Your mother and I did not want you to feel out of place in
the family. We thought of making you much larger than the rest
of us, but we decided that would be going a bit too far. Enjoy
your new breasts and after you've finished dressing we'll have
some breakfast and then you can help Linda with her chores,
after all you are a girl and must learn to help out with the
"women's work" around the house."
The girls finished helping me dressed, and kept teasing me
about the breast forms that had been attached to my body. They
did not need to remind me of them, as I was very much aware of
their weight and movement. It was going to take some getting
used to before I would ever feel relaxed about them. Following
the bra and panties, they added a white slip, a short black
dress, and a pair of black pumps with three inch heels. Linda
got a frilly white apron from her drawers and said since I would
be doing the work of a maid that I should look like one. Karen
almost lost it completely as she burst into laughter at Linda's
remark. They took out the curlers and combed out my hair. They
added jewelry and makeup and then led me downstairs to
breakfast. My Aunt laughed hysterically when she saw the way
they had dressed me. "So today we have a maid to do our work
for us. I think that is a good idea Linda. We'll show her what
being a woman is all about. As a boy, she never had to do any
housework and I remember a few times when she made fun of you
for having to clean the house because you were a girl. We'll
make up for some of those times today by letting her do all the
housework under our supervision. It will be our turn to have
some fun while she works. We'll take some more pictures of her
as she serves as our maid. Debbie, you can start by washing the
breakfast dishes, and by the way, I would like you to curtsey
for us each time you are given a chore to do as a good maid
should. Your answer to us should be proper for a maid as well,
therefore as you curtsey, you will say, "Very good, miss. Will
there be anything else at this time?"
I did as I was told and stood up from my seat and curtseyed
for them as I began to take away the dishes to the kitchen. I
could hear them laughing from the kitchen. I turned on the
water and began my task. My day was quite a busy one as I was
assigned the entire list of household duties. I dusted the
furniture, vacuumed the rugs, washed the floors, did the
laundry, and even prepared lunch for them and my mother who had
arrived to see what they had done with me and to have our
planned talk about my punishment. She laughed when she saw me
as the maid and saw the breast forms bouncing up and down as I
moved about the house. She said she might like to keep me as a
girl even longer than she planned as she had not thought of me
doing all the housework for her, but now that she saw that it
would be a nice side effect to my punishment and a relief to all
her work she might not want to let me go back to being a boy at
all. I begged her to reconsider. She just laughed and said she
would think about it and that we would talk after I finished
with the lunch dishes.
She said that I had acted quite rudely and that she should
have punished me in the past for all the other times that I had
been so inconsiderate to Linda and other women. She had written
it off to the fact that I was a boy. "Boys will be boys, is what
everyone used to tell me. I have given it some thought and
concluded that there is no excuse for bad manners even for boys.
I think you need to be taught that lesson. Since I am
convinced that girls are much better behaved than boys and since
your crime was directed against a female, I feel that keeping
you as a girl is the proper punishment. I am glad that your
Aunt and cousin had the good sense to make you do the housework.
I hadn't thought of it, but it is the proper extension of your
punishment. I am going to keep you as a girl for one week. We
will review the results of that week next Sunday afternoon. If =
there is no significant change in your attitude, or you act up
in any way your time as a girl may be increased, but it will not
be decreased for extra good behavior or any other reason. After
seeing how well My sister and Linda are doing with you, I may
let them have you for the week and let them work out your
sentence of training you to be a proper and polite young lady. =
What do you say Janet? Would you like to have Debbie for a week
as a guest and maid?"
"I think that might be a good solution for all of us, Marion.
If she is here she cannot go back to wearing boys clothes until
you are ready for her to. She would have someone to teach her
how to be a girl and have girls her own age to hang around with.
Perhaps she will even find a boy that wants to go steady with
her. She had two ask her out last night, and she is going out
with Michael tonight. Who knows, she may like being a girl. =
She will certainly learn her manners for the future or find
herself as the maid for the entire week. Can I have your
approval to treat her as I see fit?"
"Yes, of course. Do you have something specific in mind?"
"I was thinking how much of a bother it is to curl her hair
as often as twice a day, depending on her schedule. I was
thinking we could take her to the beauty salon and let Helen
give her a perm. It will come out in a month or so and she has
two more months before school starts again, therefore it will
also serve to remind her what we can do to her if she acts up
again in the future. You've already pierced her ears and she
will have to wear earrings for at least a month anyway so why
not a girl's hairdo to go with it? We could also have her hair
dyed blonde if you like."
"I like the idea of her going to the beauty salon and the
perm being a reminder like the earrings, but I think we will
keep her as a brunette for now unless she acts up in a way that
requires further punishment. One thing I would like to see you
do is have her sunbathe a little each day in a bikini. Bikini
tan lines will also be a good added reminder for the future. =
Remember last year, that boy whose sister made him wear her
bikini out by their pool and then let him fall asleep. She even
let him get a sunburn on one side and managed to roll him over
so that he burned his back as well, leaving very distinct white
lines where the bikini had covered him. I remember how you
laughed and teased him, and I want you to experience what he
went through, but I don't want you to burn in the sun. I want
you to tan as dark as you normally do. It will take a long time
for you to get rid of those bikini lines and I'll make sure that
the neighbor boy has a chance to laugh at you this year. I
guess everything is settled you will be Aunt Janet's house guest
for the week and you are to do everything she tells you without
question. I'll be by to check on you periodically. She is all
yours Janet, have fun with her."
Aunt Janet immediately went to the phone and called her
hairdresser to arrange an appointment for me. She told her all
about me and what she wanted done to me. As soon as she hung up
the phone she told me to remove my apron and get my purse to go
with her to the beauty salon. We drove back to my home town to
her friend Helen's beauty parlor. I was escorted in and taken
right to Helen. She was a friend of mother's as well and had
been to the house on several occasions. She knew me quite well
as a boy. She had often told me and my mother that she would be
glad to give me a haircut or a perm since I preferred looking
like a girl with my long hair. She was glad to see me in the
predicament I was in. "I'm finally getting to do to you what
I've wanted to do for quite some time. I know just how to cut
and style it to make you look like a beautiful young woman no
matter how you comb it. It will basically take care of itself,
Debbie. I knew if they had ever dressed you as a girl, you
would look pretty, but I never expected these results. You are
prettier than most real girls. By the way, how do you like
having tits?"
I knew I was in for a long afternoon with her. She shampooed
my hair, and put me in her chair to cut a little of my hair then
she rolled it tightly in curlers. She poured some foul smelling
goop over my hair and placed me under the hair dryer. I sat
there being force fed women's magazines to read for about an
hour. I returned to her salon chair where she removed the
curlers and styled my hair. She showed me several different
ways of styling my hair and also showed me that there was no way
to make it look masculine. She then restyled it in her favorite
way and did my makeup for me. "Your date will love the new you.
Your positively gorgeous. Debbie, I'm going to talk to your
mother about keeping you as a girl, just because you look so
pretty as one. I'm not sure you were really a boy in the first
place because you make too good a girl. I also think your Aunt
is right. You would be stunning as a blonde. I'll talk to your
mother about that as well."
I hoped mother would not take her advice, but considering how
I was dressed and what I was going through, I no longer could
predict what advice she would listen to and what she wouldn't. =
I had to hope that the punishment was now set and that any
suggestions would be for the future should I make the big
mistake of opening my big fat mouth again. I was terrified of
those consequences and I will be working very hard to avoid them
in the future. Aunt Janet took me to visit mother so she could
see the results of Helen's work. Mother agreed that the new
hairdo really made me look even more beautiful and feminine. =
She laughed when she was told how Helen showed me several ways
to style my hair and also showed me that it could not be combed
out in any masculine look. She also told her that Helen would
be coming to see her and talk to her about making me a blonde
and keeping me as a girl permanently. She then asked me how I
felt as a girl, and what I thought about my new hairdo. I
apologized again for my mistakes and begged her to let me be a
boy again. "I don't want to be a girl any more. I am a boy. =
Can't you find a different way to punish me? I'll do anything
you want me to. Please don't keep me as a girl and don't let
them make me a blonde. Mother, do I have to go on that date
with Michael tonight? I feel so sick having to go out with
another boy. I am sure he is going to expect me to kiss him
again and maybe do even more. Do I have to go?"
"Yes, you do. You made the date and you are not going to be
the type of girl who stands her dates up. It will be a good
experience for you. You'll get to see how it feels to be
treated as a girl, and maybe in the future if you go on a date
with a girl, you'll have a better insight into how you should
treat her. Think about it. We have already discussed your
punishment and as long as you do nothing to cause me to make
changes in it there will be none made. I'm not going to make
you a blonde unless you want to be one or you do something
stupid which calls for me to add to your punishment. If you do
that then watch out because there will be more than the color of
your hair at stake. How would you like to find yourself in a
Girl Scout uniform selling cookies to our neighbors? Maybe
you'd like to have to get a job as a waitress or a receptionist?
How about it if I have you go to an all girls school next year?
There are all kinds of things I can do to you if you get out of
line again, so be careful. Don't upset me or your Aunt Janet. =
We'll look at all the options next Sunday and go from there. =
Have fun on your date, Debbie. Janet, don't forget you promised
me you would show him ways to protect against unwanted advances,
but let him know that he has to accept some advances as part of
the dating game. He just has to know where the limits are."
We said our good-byes and headed back to Aunt Janet's house
so the girls could see my new hairdo and we could get dressed
for the date. Karen and Linda went wild when they saw me and
said they were jealous that I looked prettier than them. Inside
I realized that those were genuine compliments and they made me
feel good, but I could not acknowledge it outwardly. My
confidence was growing and I was feeling pretty good in the
female role, but I was still struggling inside over the truth
and the confusion of the sensations and feelings I was now
dealing with. I still felt awkward about this date, and even
though Aunt Janet was following Mother's instruction to teach me
how to conduct myself with a boy on a date, I remembered what
Karen and Linda had threatened me with. What would I do if they
put me in that situation? If I gave him a blow job, what would
my mother say if she ever found out? If I didn't give him one,
what would the girls say and do to me or Mother? I was going to
have to go along and decide as the night went on, just how far I
was willing to go. I changed from the black dress into a low
cut red one. They added red high heeled shoes and gave me a red
shoulder strapped purse as well as the appropriate jewelry and
makeup to make me look like a real sexy woman. I was agog when
I looked in the mirror. I almost felt like I was going to faint
to think that I could make that beautiful a picture as a girl. =
I knew I was in trouble and that it was going to be hard to keep
the boys from drooling all over me or touching me. I wanted to
touch me. The last touch they added was to spray a bit of
perfume on me. Once I was dressed then Karen and Linda got
dressed. They also looked beautiful. They said they did not
want to be outdone by me so they had to look their best.
The boys were right on time and their jaws dropped open as
the three of us walked into the room. They thought they had
died and gone to heaven. You could see their eyes light up and
as they walked us out the door and put their arms around us, you
could see the pride they were showing as if to say look at me
I'm out with the prettiest girl in town. I felt kind of funny
but the way Michael held me in his arm as we walked also made me
feel warm and protected. What was happening to me? Did I enjoy
being a girl? It seemed that way at some points. Was I
actually having feelings for Michael? I was so confused. I
think the strangest thing of all was the way the clothes felt
against my hairless body. The silks and satins were driving me
wild with desires I didn't understand. I still thought it was
more a nightmare than a dream, and I still felt totally
humiliated, but I was objecting less and less. We walked
through the park to get to the restaurant they had decided on
for dinner. At the table we talked a lot. It was mostly light
flirting and polite chitchat. Following dinner the boys
escorted us to the theater to see The Poseidon Adventure.
Michael bought us some popcorn and sodas. During the movie
he put his arm around my shoulder and I found myself resting my
head on his shoulder. I didn't think about it at all. It just
sort of happened on its own. I kept checking on Karen and Linda
to see what they were doing but I kind of also ignored them and
just follow what seemed to be a natural course of events. Since
they didn't say anything, I figured everything was going okay. =
The movie ended and we all stopped into the bathrooms before we
left. I still felt very awkward going into the girls' room. I
remembered to sit as I went pee and Linda helped me redo my
makeup, before we rejoined the boys. Her and Karen also
reminded me that the night was not over yet, and that they may
still require me to give Michael a blow job. My confidence was
once again shattered as we rejoined the boys. They escorted us
back through the park. In the park, we found a fairly secluded
spot with a park bench to sit on down by the lake. I trembled
as Michael placed his arms around me and drew me closer to him. =
His lips pressed against mine and then he pushed his tongue into
my mouth. I was terrified. I had never been kissed like that
before nor had I felt the type of shivers it sent throughout my
body. I liked it, but I was afraid of it at the same time. He
kissed me again and though I relaxed a little more, I was still
unsettled by it. I looked quickly to see what Karen and Linda
were doing to try to get a bit of confidence back. They were
kissing the boys they were with and it appeared that it was the
same type of kiss that I was getting from Michael. What a
relief. we continued to hug and kiss for almost an hour. By
this time, I was relaxed and enjoying the attention and the soft
caresses of Michael's hands on my body. =
It was Karen that broke the sweet silence of our embrace as
she announced that it was time for us to head home. she
reminded the boys that we all had curfews and that the time was
near. We kissed one last times and then with our arms wrapped
tightly around each other's waist we walked home. Michael said
good-bye at the door with one last kiss and asked me for another
date on the following Friday night. Karen and Linda both looked
at me in such a way that let me know in no uncertain terms that
I could not refuse him. I accepted the date and then Linda
spoke up, "My mother is taking us to the beach tomorrow. I'm
sure she wouldn't mind if you came along. What do you say
Michael, would you like to join Dan, Debbie and I at the beach? =
Mother also said we might go to the amusement park. Karen, you
and Larry can go too, if you want?"
They all agreed and Linda went inside to ask Aunt Janet if it
was okay for the others to join us. She agreed to take
everyone. Now I not only had a date for Friday, but I was going
to have to be with Michael at the beach and the amusement park
the next day. As we stepped inside the door, Linda reminded me
of what I was going to be wearing to the beach. "Michael is
going to love to see you in that hot pink bikini tomorrow."
Aunt Janet gave Karen a ride home as Linda helped me take off
my makeup and dress in a nightgown for bed. We sat on her bed
and talked for a bit before saying goodnight. "I know we have
been teasing you pretty badly, but you deserve it after all the
times you've done it to us. Admit it. You've teased me a lot
over the years. This is payback time. I think you should know
though that we are not going to make you suck Michael's cock,
but I am going to see that you have to be with him on dates when
I can. I can tell that you like being a girl in some ways. =
Let's be girlfriends and just talk about it. What do you like
about being a girl?"
I couldn't believe we were talking so openly. Our
conversation lasted for a few hours and I began to open up to
her and admit my confusion and told her what I liked and what I
didn't like, and asked her to tell me things I wondered about. =
It felt absolutely wonderful to have a friend to share with and
it relieved some of the confusion and allowed me to relax in my
new role a little. The humiliation of my situation was not over
by any means but it would not be quite as severe as it had been.
I think along with talking to Linda so easily and letting out
my secrets was the fact that Aunt Janet knew we were talking and
did not interfere or press for details herself, made me fell
relaxed and comfortable as Debbie. I was one of the girls and I
was beginning to like it. I wanted to explore it even more. =
This week of punishment would give me the opportunity to do so. =
I dreamt that night of some of the different things I might
experience as Debbie. I remembered how it felt to be held in
Michael's arms and the way he kissed me. I had a good night's
sleep. I looked forward to wearing a bikini, and being with
Michael.
Sincerely,
Deborah Ann Jackson
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