Message-ID: <660eli$9704281813@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: Path: qz!news.accessus.net!not-for-mail X-Path-Preload: news.accessus.net preloaded to thwart rogue canceller there Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: From: nostrumo@nienor.IN-Berlin.DE (Nostrumo) Subject: Repost TG (complete): Kristen by Karen Elizabeth L. (6/7) Hi. I had seen a repost of this story and thought if it is reposted it should be reposted completely. To the author. Karen I'm sorry that you felt betrayed, but neverthelesss keep ongoinig with your stoires and share them with others. As usual I DIDN'T write this story and haven't any claim on it. If you have some usefull hints or some good coments, your mail is then welcome. Flames, you know, they will be piped to /dev/null. If you are an author and wish to remain anonymouns or just try to avoid the replies to your work. I offer you the chance of posting your stories and collecting the response for you. This offer only stands for story postings and for nothing else. Enjoy the story. Ciao Nostrumo >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> cut here with a sharp knife <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< 6___Kristen____________________________by_Karen_Elizabeth_L._(KarenTV720)_ upset about I found it really tough to relax while she demonstrated on my right leg. Cindy lathered my leg up with soap then began to run the razor up and down my outstretched leg I figured she'd stop at the knee since the rest was underwater but she had other plans. "Stand up so I can get the rest of you!" She said as if she were talking to a little kid. "Are you nuts!" "Come on Kris, quit fooling around. You have to learn how this is done!" Cindy said, losing patience with my modesty! Feeling very silly I slowly stood up out of the protective bubbles. Cindy never even batted an eye, she kept talking about what she was doing as she shaved all the way up to my waist! "Okay Kris, now raise your arm." I raised my arm and Cindy lathered my underarm and ran the razor over me a few more times. "Think you've got it Kris?" "Yeah Cindy, sure!" I said. I would have said anything to get rid of her. "Okay then, do a good job. Let me know if you need help, I'll be back to check when you're done." Cindy finally left the room and I began to shave my left leg. I lathered it up just as Cindy had done and carefully ran the razor up and down my leg. It wasn't easy getting around the back but with a bit of twisting and turning I managed to shave everywhere. I just laid back down in the bubbles to relax and admire my smooth legs when once again the door opened and Cindy came in. "Don't you ever knock?" I asked sarcastically. "Not for my little sister!" She quickly replied. "Now stand up and let me see how well you've done!" Sighing, I stood up and waited while Cindy examined me. "Very good Kris," She said. "Just one more thing and you're done!" She handed me a pair of sharp hair cutting scissors and told me to trim my pubic hair down about an inch or so. After I trimmed it I was to lather the area and shave the stubble that remained. "You want to look good in your bikini don't you?" I had forgotten about my bikini, I definitely wanted to look good in that! I took the scissors from Cindy and while she was standing there began to trim my pubic hair. I trimmed it as low as she thought would be needed for my bikini and trimmed the sides to prevent anything from peeking out! After I finished with my razor Cindy said that I was done and offered me a towel as I stepped out of the tub. She showed me how to pat the shaved sections dry instead of rubbing them then helped me apply some baby oil to keep me smooth. She handed me a pink nylon nightgown and helped me pull it over my head. I looked down and found that it barely reached my thighs! "Isn't this a little short?" I asked. Cindy just giggled as she handed me a pair of matching nylon panties with rows of lace around the back. I pulled them on and was thrilled at how silky they felt! "Come on Kris," Cindy said as she left. "I've got a surprise for you!" I followed Cindy into her bedroom as she closed the door. She began to take off her jeans and top but I was determined to stay put. After all, she said we we're both girls right! Cindy took of her top and jeans, then asked me to unhook her bra. I was a little surprised but did as she asked. She then pulled off her panties, reached into a drawer and took out a yellow nightgown just like the one I wore. She pulled it on and stepped into the matching panties. Looking at ourselves in the mirror we both broke into a giggling fit. "Wonder what that guy in the store would say about you now?" Giggled Cindy. "I hope he'd like what he sees!" I shot back. We went downstairs to show Cindy's mom our matching outfits! Aunt Barb told us we made cute sisters in our nightgowns and suggested that we dress alike more often. It seemed like fun so Cindy and I agreed to give it a try sometime. Aunt Barb suggested that we get to bed since tomorrow would be the first full day of learning to be a girl and she wanted me to be wide awake for it. I gave her a goodnight kiss and told her how anxious I was to be a girl. Back in my room I sat down on my bed and began to run my hands over my legs. I didn't have a lot of hair to begin with but what little I had was gone now. My legs felt very smooth and soft after shaving and the baby oil. As I laid down and covered up I knew without any doubt that I was going to enjoy being a girl! It took a few moments for me to figure out where I was the next morning. After all I wasn't used to finding myself in a frilly canopy bed wearing a nightgown and panties! After a quick trip to the bathroom I went down to have breakfast with Aunt Barb and Cindy, Cindy of course wore a nightgown that matched mine but my aunt was wearing a short one that showed her panties as she prepared breakfast. I guess it was rather obvious to Cindy what I was looking at because she began to giggle. I thought my aunt would be mad at me but she just laughed. "You'll get used to it soon Kris!" She said. "After all you're a girl now too!" Cindy gave a playful shot to the ribs. "I can't wait to see what the guys think of you Kris!" She laughed. "You're going to attract a lot of attention you know!" I thought back to the mall and roller skating and realized that Cindy was probably right. I was pretty enough as a girl to interest other boys but was that something good? After all I was still a boy regardless of how I looked. "That's what worries me!" I replied. "What am I supposed to do if a boy wants to go out with me?" "I've already talked to your folks about that Kris. You'll be allowed to go to dances and things like that with other girls or double date with Cindy. No going out alone though, you're too young yet!" I almost fell out of my chair! I meant how could I avoid boys asking for dates and my family had already established ground rules for my going out with them! "But I can't go out with other boys!" I exclaimed. "Besides I don't want to date boys!" Cindy looked at me as if I had just insulted her. "There's no way you're going to ask any girl for a date as long as you're here! I'm not about to have the other kids think there's something wrong with me!" "I thought your parents and I made everything clear to you last night!" My aunt replied angrily. "You're a girl now and you're going to be a girl for the summer! That means completely living as a girl so you'd better get any thoughts of dating girls out of your mind right now young lady!" I was so upset by Aunt Barb's outburst that I began to cry. Cindy pulled her chair close to mine and put her arms around my shoulder. "Please don't cry Kris," She said soothingly. "Every thing's going to be okay!" "Sure, that's easy for you to say!" I sobbed. "Your life's not being turned upside down! What if you had to be a boy?" "I doubt I'd like that but if I had to I'm sure I'd make do somehow. I enjoy being a girl though, and once you relax you'll see how much nicer it is to be a girl!" Aunt Barb handed me a kleenex to dry my tears. "Your parents thought they were doing you a favor Kris, they thought you'd enjoy being able to wear pretty clothes and live like a real girl." "I just enjoyed pretending to be a girl once in a while, I never really wanted to be one!" "Well it wouldn't be fair for you to think that all there was to being a girl was wearing pretty outfits. Now you're going to get a chance to really experience life as a girl!" I could see that there was no way for me to win this argument. If only I hadn't been so willing to let mom dress me up and pretend I was her daughter. It had been a lot of fun but now I had to become a girl and I was scared out of my wits! "What's going to happen to me?" I asked timidly. "How bad is it going to get?" Aunt Barb smiled as she sat next to me. "It's not going to be bad at all Kris! Actually I think you'll really enjoy yourself once you forget about being a boy! "Yeah Kris!" Said Cindy. "You're going to have a blast as a girl! You're pretty and thin enough to wear some really cute outfits." "Cindy and I are going to smooth out any rough points that you might have and soon you'll be a lovely young woman! " Aunt Barb said. "You'll do absolutely everything Cindy does, housework and running errands for me. In a little while everyone will get to know my pretty niece!" "Once everything's done around the house we can hang out at the mall or the swimming pool." Cindy added. "And of course there's always Friday evenings!" I didn't need to be reminded about Friday evenings, that was what had started the argument in the first place. "Do I have to go to the dances?" I asked. "I'd feel really strange if another guy wants to dance with me." "You don't have to if you don't want to." My aunt replied. "But I'll bet that if you went to just one you'd beg to go back!" "Remember the guy you met last night?" Cindy asked coyly. "I happen to know that he goes to all the dances!" "So what if he does, what are you trying to say? Cindy laughed. "Only that he seemed to think you were cute! Remember how he said goodbye to you?" I began to blush remembering how he had ignored Cindy to specifically say good bye to me. "Just come with me Friday," Cindy pleaded. "If you don't like it I'll never ask you again!" Trying to be a good sport I agreed and Cindy immediately threw her arms around me and hugged me. It felt nice to make her happy and it was only one dance. After breakfast Cindy and I went back to our rooms to get dressed. I was picking out a dress to wear as I was told to do when Cindy walked in wearing only a bra and panties. "Need any help Kris?" She asked cheerfully. I had to work hard to avoid looking at Cindy but managed to ask her help in picking a dress. We finally decided on a pretty blue and white striped one with short puffed sleeves. Cindy made no effort to leave while I changed into a pair of panties and a bra. I chose a full white slip which Cindy thought was adorable and after slipping it on began to pull on my pantyhose. "You're pretty good at getting dressed!" Cindy exclaimed. "Are you as good at acting like a girl?" "That guy last night didn't seem to have any problems with me!" I said with a smile. "What do you think?" Cindy looked me up and down before replying. "I think you're going to be the cutest, sweetest, little sister any girl could want!" That really made me feel great! If I had to be a girl then I wanted to be Cindy's sister, what more could any girl ask for? "Thanks Cindy, you're really sweet. I'm thrilled to be your little sister!" Cindy helped me zip up my dress and after I slipped on a pair of pumps we went back to her room while she dressed. It still felt odd for me to be sitting there watching a girl get dressed but like I was told - we were all girls here! When Cindy was done we went downstairs to start my lessons in being a girl. My aunt had me walk across the room several times, turning and stopping to pick things up. Next I had to sit down, cross my legs or sit with my knees together. One of the hardest lessons was picking up small, flat objects - my new fingernails kept getting in the way! Cindy and her mom showed me how to get under things with my nails making it so much simpler to lift things. It was amazing the things that a girl did differently, I really began to have fun learning to do everyday things the way a girl would! Cindy and her mom were very pleased with how quickly I learned things, I suppose it was because I had so much practice at home with mom. The one thing I did have problems with though was keeping my shoulders held back, no matter how hard I tried I couldn't seem to get the hang of it. Finally my aunt gave up, glancing at Cindy she told her to get what I'd need. Cindy left the room in a rush and was giggling hysterically when she returned. "What's so funny?" I asked hesitantly. "These are!" She laughed as she brought her hands from behind her back. "You're going to have boobs!" I stared open mouthed as Cindy handed her mom a pair of realistic looking breasts! "Quit staring and unzip your dress!" Laughed my aunt. "I want to see how you'll walk with these in your bra!" Before I could move Cindy was already pulling my zipper down. I slipped it off my shoulders and pulled down the straps on my slip. Aunt Barb gently pulled the cups of my bra away from my chest and inserted a breast form in each cup. As I pulled my slip and dress back up I noticed the difference in weight on my chest pulling me forward. I automatically pulled my shoulders back to stop the feeling that I was falling on my face. "Good girl! Exclaimed my Aunt. "That's exactly what I wanted!" I kept glancing down at the bulges in my dress, wondering how hard it would be to get used to them yet delighted to have them! " Neat, I look like a real girl with these!" I said excitedly. "You looked like a real girl all along Kris," Said my aunt. "Those will help you walk and even feel like one though!" "How do you like them Kris?" Asked Cindy. "They're going to take a little getting used to but I love them!" "You'll get used to them soon enough, you'll be wearing them under all your outfits." Said my aunt. "You can even wear them swimming!" With my new breasts I was able to stand and walk exactly the way I was supposed to and we quickly finished my training for that afternoon. I was looking forward to tomorrow when my Cindy was going to teach me how to set my hair and use makeup! Now though my aunt wanted me to go to the grocery store and pick up a few things for her. I put the money in my purse and set off on my adventure. As I walked to the store I passed several of my aunts neighbors. They were all very sweet, smiling and treating me as though there was nothing wrong. It really gave my self confidence a boost to have these strangers accept me as a girl. I smiled back, held my head high, my shoulders back and enjoyed being a girl! Once I got to the store I picked out the items I was sent for then decided to spend a few moments browsing through the makeup and stockings. I had always wanted to be able to look at the different types of makeup and stockings but as a boy I didn't dare spend an uneccessary moment in this section for fear someone might notice me. Now however I could spend as much time as I pleased and no one would care! When I finally finished the shopping I walked home dreaming of being able to go into a store and pick out some stockings or makeup all by myself. I was so involved in my dreaming that I didn't notice the group of boys playing catch in the park. I didn't notice them however until I passed them and suddenly heard a whistle ring out! I turned towards the sound an found all three boys staring at me, one in particular had a silly grin on his face! I wasn't sure what to do and I suppose I was kind of flattered so I looked back and smile at him. He immediately broke into a huge smile, grasped his chest and collapsed screaming "I'm in love"! I continued walking to avoid any problems but there was a spring to my step that hadn't been there seconds earlier! I didn't mention this to my aunt when I got back, for now this would be my little secret! Cindy had already left for work at the local burger joint so Aunt Barb suggested that we go shopping to continue my training. She was going to give me a quick course on fabrics and outfit coordination while we picked out some new outfits for me. I half heartedly protested buying any more clothes because of the cost, but my aunt said that dad had insisted I have every conceivable outfit a girl could have! Well since dad insisted who was I to argue, right? Along the way Aunt Barb told me that the most important thing to learn about being a girl was to express my emotions. Not just if I was upset or happy but to express them about everything I came into contact with! She told me that a boy would describe the way something looked but a girl would describe how she felt about how it looked! A shirt was not yellow to a girl, it was a bright, cheerful, yellow. A red dress was a warm, romantic red and so forth. In the half hour it took to get to the mall I practiced describing thing I saw along the way. It proved to be very much fun with gorgeous, jade green cars and a breath taking sunset tinged in warm shades of orange, yellow and maroon! Aunt Barb showed me many different outfits and pointed out the features unigue to each such as a scoop neckline, A-line skirt, flip skirts, flouncing, eyelet trim, and princess waistlines. After showing me several different styles and explaining them I had to point out the features on outfits I saw. After doing this in several stores we got down to the serious business of my wardrobe. Aunt Barb introduced me body suits while we were shopping and once I tried one on with a pair of low waisted jeans I was hooked! Suddenly I had a figure any girl my age would be proud of. It seemed to emphasize my .breasts while hugging my sides to give me curves I never knew I had before. The snap crotch worked with my girdle to allow me to squeeze into a pair of tight jeans that thrust my butt prominently outward. As I zipped up the jeans I noticed that because of how tight they were I now had the familiar crotch that I admired on the girls at school! I was completely a girl in this outfit and I just knew I had to have it! I begged Aunt Barb to let me buy it on the spot but she insisted I try a few more outfits on first. She handed me another body suit, this one a beautiful peach shade with a delicate lace scalloping along the scooped neckline. Before I could try it on she purchased a low cut bra for me and had me put it on. I quickly removed the bra I had on and replaced it with the new one carefully inserting my fake breasts into it's cups. I slipped on the body suit, fastened the crotch and pulled up my jeans. When I came out to show my aunt how I looked even she was stunned! "I never noticed this before Kris but you actually seem to have cleavage!" She said as she stared at my chest. Standing me in front of a mirror she had me look take a look at myself. I saw it immediately, the body suit being lower cut than the other one allowed a section of my chest to show where a girls bust line would have begun. There to my shock was what every fourteen year old boy dreams of getting a glimpse of - the tops of a girls breasts! It definitely shocked me, yet deep inside I liked what I saw! "Good grief!" I asked bewildered. "Where did they come from?" "It must be that bra!" My aunt said. "It's a little different style and probably pulls together the loose skin on your chest. I guess that's not a good style for you, take it off and I'll find something else." "Aunt Barb," I murmured. "I sort of like it, can I keep it?" "I'm sorry Kris, I wasn't paying attention. What was it you said.?" Summoning all the courage I had I looked at my aunt and repeated myself. I was expecting the worst, after all this was all in fun, why would I want something that made me look like I had real breasts? Instead of laughing at me my aunt just smiled and asked if I thought one would be enough. I smiled and told her I thought I should have two or three just in case! Without another word she picked out two more of the same style and placed them in our cart. I couldn't wait to get a chance to wear one, maybe that dance on Friday? I still had many more outfits to try on and describe of my aunt but my mind was elsewhere. I couldn't get the image o my breasts out of my mind, I had to show Cindy and see what she thought! After we bought every outfit I said I really liked we went shopping in a small jewelry store where I bought several necklaces and bracelets for myself. I was having a wonderful time picking out some really cute earrings when my aunt asked me to sit down in a chair. I was busy comparing several different sets of earrings trying to make a decision and without any thought sat down where I was told. A few moments later I felt a twinge of pain in each earlobe and looked up to see my aunt holding a mirror in front of me. Looking in the mirror I saw that I now had two small golden globes attached to my ears! "Well Kris, what do you think? Now you'll be a able to wear pierced earrings!" I was speechless as my aunt paid for the ear piercing and several pairs of earrings for me. When we got out to the mall I asked her how she could have done that to me. "Relax Kris, You'll see how much nicer they are than clip on's and the pain will go away in a few minutes!" "But how do I go back to school in the fall with pierced ears?" I Asked somewhat dismayed. My aunt shrugged off my concern telling me that we'd think of something, in the meantime I should enjoy wearing pretty earrings! I was worried that things were moving a little too fast for me. I mean seeing myself with cleavage was one thing but now pierced ears? How far did my aunt intend to take me? All the way home I kept pretty quiet wondering my cleavage and what I was going to do with my ears! I was able to accept my aunts explanation of my cleavage and after a few minutes I even found myself happy to have pierced ears. After all now I could go out and buy that really adorable pair of jade green earrings I had admired. I also wanted to pick up some pink ice earrings and a matching necklace which I thought would look so nice with my pink dress! The rest of the week was pretty quiet, I spent some time every day with my aunt learning more about how to act like a girl and of course running an errands she needed run. I spent my free time sunbathing in the backyard in my bikini and talking with Cindy. Once I told Cindy about how I looked in my new bra she began to experiment with me. We soon discovered that my hooking my bras on the tightest setting I looked for all the world like a real girl! It was a short step from my bras to my bikini top which generated a lot of interest from guys at the pool! The trips to the local pool were always a lot of fun, I met a few other girls my age and made some new friends. By the end of the week I had a pretty nice tan going and was beginning to feel very relaxed and at ease as a girl. Before I knew it Friday was here and I had a dance to go to that evening! I was a nervous wreck on Friday, I'd never been to a dance before let alone as a girl! Cindy kept talking to me throughout the day giving me pointers on how to act around boys. I kept telling myself that no boy would ever ask me to dance, after all there would be plenty of pretty REAL girls there, I could just stand around and watch. With only a few hours left to go I took a shower and shaved my legs and underarms again. I had shaved them just the night before but I wanted to make sure everything was right. After I dried myself off I wrapped a towel around my hair, slipped on my robe and panties and went back to my room to get ready. I pulled out my curlers and set my hair so that it would have time to dry then started work on my nails. I chose a light pink polish because I thought it would best match my dress and earrings and carefully applied several coats to my finger and toe nails. After about a half hour of putting it on, taking it back off, and putting it on again I was finally satisfied with the way they looked. I knew that I'd have to wait my nails dried before I could finish dressing or do my makeup so I grabbed one of my fashion magazines and sat back to wait it out. Finally my nails were dry and I could finish dressing. I pulled on a pair of white pantyhose and after making sure my new bra was hooked as tightly as possible I turned it around, slipped my arms into the straps and inserted the breast forms. Once again I saw the developing breasts of a young girl peeking out from the bra and I was just as thrilled to see the way I looked as I was at the mall! I pulled on a panty girdle to make sure no bulges would show in the front of my dress and also because it gave me a nice looking butt. I stepped into a pink half slip and pulled my dress over my curlers. I figured I'd wait and have Cindy zip me up, meantime I set to work on my hair. I gently took out the curlers and worked my hair in to a style I had practiced during the week. Next I put on a little bit of makeup, a light coral lipstick that looked great with my hair color and just a touch of pink on my eyelids. I put on my new pink earrings, my necklace from dad, a bracelet and a delicate little ankle chain before stepping into my white pumps to find Cindy. After she zipped me up Cindy checked me out to make sure I looked just right for the dance. She kept complimenting me on how nice I looked and what a great job I had done putting an outfit together! When she asked me if I was ready for my first dance I shrugged and said that I was as ready as I'd ever be. I really wanted to tell her that I was really looking forward to to the dance, my girlfriends and I had talked about nothing but the dance all week! We spent hours talking about what we were going to wear and what guys we wanted to dance with and how we could get them to ask us! I found myself caught up in the conversation and when asked about who I'd most like to dance with I mentioned the guy who had whistled at me. The girls pestered me unmercifully until I agreed to tell them the story about how a boy had whistled at me. I tried to keep things as simple as I could but the others wanted to know more about what he looked like, whether I thought he was cute and if I minded being whistled at. Since it was just my friends I told them what the boy looked like, yes I did think he was cute and that I really liked being whistled at! I guess the smile on my face told them that I thought this guy was more than cute and in a few moments I found myself calling him "Dreamy"! Imagine, me a fourteen year old boy calling another boy dreamy! " Well what the heck", I thought to myself, "He really was dreamy! I mean he had the cutest smile, pretty light brown hair that didn't seem to want to stay down in the back, a tan to die for and best of all he thought I was pretty! Cindy broke into my daydream and asked me to zip her dress up for her. "Anyone special you're hoping to see tonight little sister? She asked. "No, no one in particular Cindy," I said. "I'm just going to be nice to you!" "Yeah, right!" She shot back. "Just remember I'm going to be keeping an eye on you tonight so don't even think of sneaking off with some boy!" Before I could say anything she winked at me. "Unless of course he's got an older brother for me!" We broke up laughing and hugged each other. "You're really sweet Kris," Cindy said. "I'm really glad you decided to let me and mom make you into a girl!" I paused for a second. "That's what kind of bothers me Cindy," I said. "I've only been a girl for a week now and I think of myself more and more as a girl!" "Yeah, so what's the problem little sister, You are a girl remember?" "No Cindy, I'm a boy remember!" I shot back. "I'm a boy who looks like a pretty girl but I'm still a boy! When summer's over I go back to being a normal boy again." Cindy just laughed. "That's going to be some trick! You're a much better girl than you ever were a boy!" "Tell me about it!" I exclaimed. "If things keep going the way they are I'll be more girl than boy by the time summer's through! Then what?" "We'll figure it out then Kris!" She said off handedly. "Until then you have to be a girl so enjoy yourself!" "Believe me, " I grinned. "I am, I really am!" Cindy finished dressing and we took off for the dance. When we got there I saw my girlfriends waiting and ran to join them. We spent a few minutes looking over each others outfits then went into the dance. Inside it was a lot like the one or two dances I had gone to during school, the boys all grouped together on one side and the girls on the other. Since none of the boys seemed to want to dance my friends and I went out and started dancing by ourselves. I was having a lot of fun, dancing as a girl meant that I could just relax and have fun I didn't have to worry about what anyone else thought about me since the other girls were doing the same thing I was doing! I danced to every song that the band played and loved it! Soon however they announced a slow song for couples and my friends and I reluctantly headed off the floor. Before I made it back to the safety of my friends however a boy stepped in front of me and smiled. "Hi!" He said happily. "I just stopped by to tell you that I'm in love with you!" "Excuse me?" I said, unsure of what I heard. The boy looked at me and said, "Since I'm in love with you I thought you'd at least dance with me!" Just then we stepped into the light and I saw that the boy was the same one who had whistled at me! "Well, " I said giving him what I hoped was a heart breaking smile, "Since you do love me I suppose it's okay to dance with you!" Taking me by the hand he led me back onto the dance floor. He introduced himself as Tom as he put his arm around my waist. I didn't even try to protest as he pulled me close. I was experiencing feelings that I'd never know before! Yes I know I had a mini date with a boy at the mall and had skated with and even been kissed by a guy before but Tom was different. For one thing he was so much cuter than the other two guys and he seemed to have a way to make me laugh and feel relaxed. And this all within a few short minutes! My dancing lessons with my aunt proved really helpful as Tom led me round the floor. He held one of my hands in his while I held the other one against his chest. He seemed to be really excited about dancing with me because I could feel his heart pounding against my hand. The dance only lasted for a few minutes but they were great minutes, Tom kept me laughing the whole time with his jokes! I wanted to spend some more time with him but my girlfriends wanted me to go to the bathroom with them. I knew they wanted all the juicy details about Tom and I really couldn't wait to tell them. I told Tom I'd dance with him again later but right now I had some "Girl Stuff" to take care of. Tom seemed so happy that I promised to dance with him again that he didn't care what I had to do so off the the Girl's room I went with my friends! We spent almost fifteen minutes in the bathroom with most of it dedicated to questioning me! I don't remember ever hearing any boys asking so many questions about another guys date but then again not many of the boys I hung out with had a girlfriend. We got back to the dance and once again went out to dance together but our happy little group was shortly invaded by Tom and some of his friends. He managed to separate me from my girlfriends but since he brought some guys for them they didn't seem to mind! Tom and I danced together most of the night although a couple of times I did dance with other guys when they asked me. By the end of the night I had danced with about five other guys besides Tom and I had a blast with each of them! One guy was a junior at Cindy's school and several inches taller than me. When we danced a slow dance he put both arms around my waist which gave me no choice but to put my arms around his neck. He was really sweet, asking me all about myself and whether I was enjoying my vacation. I don't remember anyone ever being interested in me the way he was. After the dance was over I met up with Cindy and told her all about the guys I'd danced with. I must have spent more time talking about Tom than the others and she quickly zeroed in on him asking me all about him. After I finished describing him she told me that she knew his older brother and occasionally went out with him. She asked if I'd like her to set up a double date with him and his brother but I quickly turned her down. A dance as a girl was one thing, dating another guy with me in a dress was a whole different ball game! Back in my room as I took my dress and lingerie off to get ready for bed I kept wondering what it might be like to go out on a date with Tom or some other boy. I mean it's not as if it would be anything major, I wasn't getting married or anything like that. I'd still really be a boy it's just that if I was going to be a girl for a while why not do what girls did and date boys? It would all be just part of a harmless little game and I wasn't going to have to do anything but smile and laugh at their jokes. I suppose I could even let them give me a good night kiss on the cheek if I absolutely had to but that would be it! Dating a boy and kissing one were entirely different things, right? I was almost ready t o go to Cindy's room and tell her I'd double with her when I decided to wait. It had only been a week, no point in rushing things! Still when I went to sleep I found myself dreaming about going out with Tom, he'd wear a jersey and a pair of jeans and I'd wear a pretty denim dress I saw the last time I was shopping. Maybe we'd go to a pizza shop and then a movie where he'd put his arm around me and I'd snuggle close to him. When we got home he'd walk me to the door and put his arms around me. Drawing me close he tell me that I looked really great then he'd lean down and kiss me! In my dream I put my arms around his neck and we kissed for several minutes before I had to go in. One last kiss and we'd say goodbye with plans to go out again the next weekend! The kiss is what worried me. What would I do if he tried to kiss me on the lips or heaven forbid give me a "french" kiss that all the guys bragged about? Would I punch him in the face the way Mike would do to another boy or would it be best to just gently push him away explaining that I wasn't that kind of girl? Punching him would be a problem, how would I be able to continue on as Kristen if I punched out another guy? Of course he was a little bigger than me and might punch back,. Then again maybe I wasn't strong enough to push him away, then what? Would I have to stand there and let him kiss me? Worst of all, what if he kissed me and I liked it?! I knew I'd have to deal with this problem sooner or later, all girls my age did, but I decided to make it later, as late as possible! Meanwhile I was going to have as much fun as a girl my age could! A few days later Cindy announced that there was an opening at the hamburger shop where she worked and that she had talked to her boss about hiring me. He seemed interested and wanted me to come in for an interview. I wasn't sure if I wanted to work but Aunt Barb insisted on it. She said that I shouldn't be depending on dad for everything and that it would be a big help in getting used to being a girl! The next morning I put on a gold top and a pair of jeans and set off for my interview. I filled out the application listing my home address, but showed that I was staying with Cindy. I never stopped for an instant as I checked the box for Female under sex. To tell the truth, it never occurred to me to do anything else. I guess Cindy and my aunt were wearing down any resistance I might have had! My interview lasted only a few minutes and ended with my being hired as a cashier. Cindy took me into the back room and helped me pick out a uniform top and bottoms that I'd have to wear. I was supposed to report the next day for training! I took my uniform home and tried it on to see how I'd look in it. The inserts in my bra gave me enough of a bust line to fill out the top but even though the bottoms were the same size I usually wore I noticed that they were a little tight in the butt and hips. I pulled them up, zipped my top up, put on my cap and looked in the mirror. 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