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Date: Tue, 4 Jan 2005 15:46:10 -0800 (PST)
From: Chris grier <chrissynifty@yahoo.com>
Subject: TV Control, Sam Rides again
If reading about under age cross dressing disturbs or offends you stop
now!!
This original story concerns young child, clothing changes is fact based
although the names and location have been changed.
Sam and I have been riding horses and working farm chores since we were 10
years old. Both of us are about the same size but Sam has always been
stronger and had a worse temper. At 13 our differences were obvious to
most ranch hands.
Sam's mother called Sam into the house and told Sam to get ready for
Church. It was Wednesday and the family was to go together. Sam threw the
usual fit but this time mother would win. Sam was going to church and that
was final. As I watched Sam's family get into the car I giggled and
pointed at Sam. Sam started my way only to be grabbed by the arm and
pulled to the car.
The next day while in the barn, Sam slugged me and said if you laugh at me
again I will whip you raw. I knew Sam was serious and said it was your
church clothes not you that made me laugh. Sam said be careful or you'll
pay for that comment.
I quieted down and went back to our chores as I knew Sam ment every word.
Sam was not at all happy nor would Sam let me forget it that this was not
acceptable.
Sam was the prettiest ranch hand and any other girl would have been happy
to look so good in bluejeans or a dress. Not Sam she liked pants and no
way wanted dresses. But Mom had her way sometimes and had Sam wearing
dresses. Sam hated this but would give in so as not to get om mom's bad
side. See Sam wanted her drivers license and that turning 14 meant that
was to happen soon. Yes that hardship license was just a couple of months
away.
Sam had short blonde hair for a girl, but with her cowboy hat on you could
not tell anyway and me I kept my hair under the hat most of the time except
when she would knock it off and rub my head. Sam and I were best friends
and knew each other well. Sometimes after a hard ride Sam would start
passionately kissing me rubbing herself with her hand till she relieved
herself.
Many Church days passed until Sam's birthday and then there it was. She got
her hardshp license. There were many more punches in the arm, slaps on the
back of the head but all because Sam hated wearing dresses so much.
Then it happened. It was a Saturday and we were free from chores. I was
at the barn brushing my horse and in walked Sam. She was in a red dress
and heels. She had promised her mom she would wear a dress all day
Saturday. We had planed on going to town to see a movie. Sam had the
pick-up and she was ready. I asked her are you going like that and she
told me yes, she gave her mom her word that that red dress would see a
movie with her. I laughed and got into the passenger side. As we headed
toward town, I noticed Sam had a purse. She was not wearing any make-up
but was a natural beauty. Soon as we turned down Miller road to the old
barn I asked what was up?
Sam grinned and shut off the engine. Get out. I complied wondering what
was up, did Sam have Beer? Then she walked toward me slowly clenching a
fist. I knew trouble was brewing. Dee, you think it was funny taunting
me? Do I look funny? No I replied, you look good, it was joking Sam, lets
not fight. Well Dee that is up to you! Take off your clothes, NOW. I
started to remove my clothes. Soon we were both naked. She looked up and
down me while I did the same to her. She grinned and said nice but not
now. OK here put these on. She handed me her clothes and grabbed my
clothes. As I watched in amazement she put on my clothes and man did my
jeans look good. Then as I was finishing putting on the dress she looked
over and said loking good Dee, I pick pretty girl friends. I was scared to
death.
Dee, come here. I approached expecting anything and bang a slap across the
face. I screamed with tears welling up and said what was that for? Sam
said that is a warning to my girl about other guys and about remembering
who her man is. Do you understand? I said yes meekly. She then said get
in the truck. I said no way. She slapped me again and this time with
tears I said OK. Then she embraced me and kissed me. She said that was for
being a good girl. I had an immediate erection. She grinned and said well
you seem to like the dress better than me and that is good.
As we drove to town, Sam kept looking at me and grinning. She reached over
and pulled me to her in the seat. She said that a girl should stay close
to her man. Next we stopped at the mall. I had been here once before but
mostly the western store. As we went into a large department store, Sam
pointed and said behave. I agreed. We walked to the cosmetic counter and
a pretty young girl approached. Sam said hi and they flirted a little.
Sam said can you help my lady and the cosmetic girl said sure. Sam had me
sit in a chair and the cosmetic girl applied make-up. In about 20 minutes
I was faced to a mirror and did not recognize the reflection. What was
going on....Sam paid the lady and we left with a bag of supplies.
Once in the truck, Sam handed me some make-up and told me to put it in my
purse to freshen later. Then before leaving the parking lot, Sam grabbed
me and kissed me very passionately. I had another electric moment. Sam
rubbed me and said that is nice that you like this honey. With that Sam
Started the truck. We went to the movie and then back to the truck.
On the way home, Sam turned down Miller road. Once again at the barn I was
ordered inside. When inside Sam got real agresive and was pawing me, I
fought back until I felt warm and wet, Sam had taken me without me being
able to stop her and here I was in a dress. As Sam rode harder and harder
I exploded. She shivered and then we colapsed in the hay in an embrace I
wn't forget.
As we lay there Sam said,that was a great ride honey I can't wait for
future opportunities to ride my little lady. With that Sam instructed me
to change back and did the same. We drove to the farm and I was weak from
the experience. I slept well that night dreaming of the day when Sam and I
would marry and I would be the bride. Mostly I had dreams of when Sam
would ride again.