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Date: Mon, 3 Jan 2005 14:28:49 -0800 (PST)
From: Chris grier <chrissynifty@yahoo.com>
Subject: TV/TG Michelle is born
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.
We are sitting in the emergency room and Dad is telling the police that mom
fell. BS she fell he hit her in the stomache and nearly killed her. The
doctor comes into the room and states mom has a broken rib and has lost the
baby. Dad asks when she can go home and the doctor states in a day or two.
My aunt then grabs me and says that I will stay with her, her husband and
their son also 4.
In a few weeks we are back at home. Dad is from a rich family with a large
law practice. He has given mom and I everything including beatings in his
drunken rages. I often awake to hear him and mom fighting.
Today mom has me in the stroller and we are at the mall. Mom holds me and
asks me, would my little angel like to move away from the bad daddy and be
happy. I say yes mom. With that mom begins planning. I hear her mumble
under her breath that he'll never beat her or me again.
A couple of days pass and finaly one day as dad leaves for work, mom grabs
me and my stuff and we leave the house. In a few minutes we are at the
greyhound station buying a ticket to louisville.
Then mom gets a motel room and we check in. As we are there mom is looking
in the mirror and says she can change her look so no one will recognize her
but the baby boy....wait she has an idea. We go to a local retailer and
she buys some stuff then back to the hotel. Honey, mommy has a surprise.
We are going to play a game, we are going to put on costumes. I say ok and
with that mommy puts a diper on me and I say mommy I don't wear dipers. She
tells me it is part of the costume and it will be for a few days.
Then she puts me in a dress and girls shoes. Thinking this is fun I ask
her if it is my dress and she says yes and you are no longer Michael you
are Michelle. I say OK, and she hands me a doll and a candy pacifier. She
says you pretend to be 3 and if anyone asks you hold up 3 fingers, ok I say
yes even though I am almost 5. Mom instructs me that when the candy is gone
that I will get another and I am to suck these always, never chew or I will
not get one. I shake my head in approval. Mom colors her hair and looking
at me she then dyes my hair blond. The curl in my hair seems to be even
more intense. Mom dyes her eyebrows and then cuts her hair and spikes it.
Putting on a leather skirt and boots as well as a very low cut blouse with
no bra, she knows that people will not be looking at her face.
We awaken early and my diaper is dry, mom says, honey this diaper is dry,
as part of the acting you need to go in the diaper. I tell mom I do not
want to and she takes me to the sink, running warm water she puts my hand
in it and speaks to me slowly to pee and soon bang I pee even though I do
not want to. Mom hugs me and says that is my little girl. We leave the
room for the 6AM bus. We board the bus and travel to louisville. Once
there mom again gets us a room. At a local drug store she buys some new
color, this time red, back at the room she dyes our hair again. We then go
to the train station and buy tickets to San Francisco. Mom pays in cash as
she left her credit cards (intentionally) in the bus station in detroit.
She knew they would be found and cool the trail. While on the train mom
gives me baby bottles of apple juice. I think I will pop soon and I say
mommy potty. She grabs me and in the bathroom we go, she checks and the
diaper is dry, again she runs water and I pee.
We arrive in San Francisco and mom gets us a flat then off to a store. With
great care she picks out clothing, for both of us. I will be playing in
costume for a little while. With each occurance of needing to to potty,
mom induces me peeing in the diaper. After a couple of days, I begin
soiling diapers and mom is excited, she hated me wetting the diapers when I
was younger now she loves it, it must be part of the game.
As a few days pass into weeks, i should be turning 6 but mom tells me we
are going to have a birthday party and we will invite some friends from
work and their daughters. She tells me that this is a play party and I
will be a princess and all the other girls will also be in costume. I am
happy until we go to the mall. Mom has my ears pierced and has little
butterflys put in.
We go home and I ask mom if I need to keep wearing diapers. She says yes.
I find the pacifier great and suck one most of the time. She then dresses
me in a sleeping beauty costume for the party. I drink my juice outta the
baby bottle just before the crowd arrives and they are all little
princesses, cinderella's and the like. The party starts and we have cake
and ice cream. I open the presents and am getting sleepy. I get a new
dress, some shoes and a barbie doll. I figure it is part of the party and
the costumes help but soon I drift off to sleep. When I awake, everyone is
gone and I am in my nightgown. Mom hands me a pacifier and sends me to
watch TV. Mom tells me Dad is looking hard for us and will beat us when he
finds us. I know she is not lying. She says our only chance is to keep
playing dress up and hide. The year passes and now at 7 but pretending to
be 5 I am very at home in a dress. I wear pull-ups all day and the diaper
at night. Things are great for a 5 year old girl but confusing for a 7
year old boy. The school I will attend is just a year away and I am
getting nervous.
Mom has a new boyfriend and he is real sweet, he likes to tuck me in and
tickles me sometimes till I pee my diaper. Mom loves that and takes me to
change me and then they usually end up im mom's bed wrestling or something.
School is fine, mom worked out something so I never need to take gym and I
am treated real sweet by everyone. Some times this boy paul, he is older,
will hold me and kiss me. I kinda like him but fight back. Greg, mom's
boyfriend is now living with us and he now understands our game so dad
won't find us. Some times greg even changes me. When he goes, he likes to
put the vaseline on me and even some on his finger on my butt so it won't
hurt. He is real nice.
Today I am 11 and having a birthday. I have been outta diapers for a while
and I wear something mom calls a gaff. It is a little uncomfortable but
she explains it is to protect me. Greg likes to kiss me on the forehead
when mom is present but sometimes when we are alone gives me a kiss on the
lips. He still likes to tickle me and then when I start to cry, pulls me
on his lap and kisses me, I like it a lot when he puts me to bed. My
dresses are getting prettier and I do not remember the last time I wore
pants. Oh well I don't remember the last time I was beat either so this is
worth it. This year I got a make-up kit, mom says young ladies need to wear
make-up and look aluring. I love mom and her sense of humor. Paul got
invited to my party and Greg held me while paul kissed me 11 times for my
birthday.
I am turning 13 and am noticing my weenie is growing. Sometimes when I am
getting dressed or putting on my make-up. I am alone in my room and mom
comes in. I was gonna put it on mom, but this thing grew and it hurts to
put it on, with that Greg came into the room. Greg tells momma to leave
and he sits on my bed. He pats the bed and I sit next to him. Greg tells
me to put spit in my hand. I ask why, then he tells me to lick it off. I
go it and he says that was not bad was it? I day no. He then tells me to
putspit on my hand and rub my pee pee. I do it and he tels me to lick my
hand, I do it and say ok. He then has me spit in my hand and has me rub my
thing. He explains that boys have these and girls do not so I need to keep
mine little so dad cannot find me. I am so happy he and mom are protecting
me. As I rub the cock as he calls it and add spit, a warm feeling comes
over me. Greg holds me as stuff comes outta my cock. He then instructs me
to lick my hand. I do so and it is a little salty but not bad. He tells
me to clean my hand which I do and go back to dressing. He then kisses me
on the lips and pats my butt saying get some rest my baby.
Today I will turn 15, I have to regularly releave myself, but with the
stuff tasting so good, I do not mind. Mom is taking me to Glamour shots
today for pictures so I am really excited. I have been taking some
vitamins for a while and have noticed my breasts are bigger and my cock
thing does not get as big but that is OK, mom has a real nice dress picked
out for me and It has a drop in the front showing some cleavage. She wants
me to start showing some off. Paul is going along to see the pictures and
help mom, guess he just has a crush on me. I am adorable after all. After
the makeup session and pictures, both mom and paul comment that I look too
good to go home so we go to dinner. Paul asks if I would like to walk home
and I say OK if it is OK with Mom. As we walk I notoce that paul gets
closer and finally he places his arm around my waist.
I jerk away, then turn to him and look at him. Paul I ask what do you see
in me? He says, michelle, I am in love with you, you are georgous, smart,
funny and hot as hell, I giggle and say thanks. Michelle, I want sex wit
you. I always want sex with you but until you are ready I will not force
it. I start to tear up. Paul respects me. Paul, can we cut through the
park? He says yes. Paul hold me tight so I won't be scared. We walk, talk
and peck occasionally. Soon in the park, I take paul's hands. Pull him
off to the side and say, I am not ready for sex but I have a present for
you and kiss him passionately, stroking him and he is hard as a rock. I
open his belt and his pants releasing his 7 inch organ. He shutters and
says I know its not the biggest to which I place my hand over his mouth and
say lets call it the best and I settle to my knees taking him in my mouth.
Almost immediately he explodes. I choke at first then settle into
swollowing all his juice and licking him clean. As I stand back up, Paul
looks at me and says.
Michelle, I know you are in transition, I know your secret and I have
waited. I want you to be ready but I want to pleasure you. Do you
understand? I reply no, he reaches around me and pulls me to him and asks
do I trust him? I say Yes, to which he drops to his knees and says let me
have it for you. I then understand that paul knows, I am a boy. I lift
the dress and release the gaff, my 5inch member springs forward and Paul
takes it in his mouth. Gently carressing the tip with his toung he excites
and trains me, I explode and shutter. He holds me close my boy member
jetting to the front of my dress. Paul holds me and we kiss again. I
ready myself and re-tie the gaff. Straightening my dress we finish the
walk home.
After a brief kiss at the front door, I open the door and walk in, mom and
Greg dive into chairs and giggle. Hi honey mom says, good walk home? Yeah
mom, Paul was nice. Honey, you have some stuff on your cheek Greg giggles.
Then mom calls me to the room and I sit besides her. Honey she states,
something you should know, Greg? Greg stands up. Slowly un does his belt
and drops his pants. Wait, no cock? What is....mom places her hand over
my mouth. Greg is my lover, I never said greg was a man. Greg lives as a
man. Greg then reaches over and pulls me to him, her. Honey, I need you to
do something before your medicine stops it. Will you do it? I say what
mom. Well honey, after your father beat me I lost your sister. She was
unborn, I deceiced that i would never be beat again. Now for many years,
Greg has made both of us happy. Greg and I want a baby. Greg will cary
your baby and we will raise it. But I need you to put your girl cock to
work. I sit in silence.
Honey I will be making love with Greg and you will complete the act or you
can participate, your choice. You are a beautiful young lady and I am
thinking you will want to loose that thing when it no longer functions.
Well we can have your baby and raise it.
I look at mom with tears, mom, my breasts are tender, very sensitive and
leaking, will that continue? Mom grins and says for a while, honey they
are beautiful. OK mom I want to do this..and Greg takes mom picks her up
and carries her to their room, he looks back and says come with me honey
and I follow. In the room mom asks greg to wait and gets her wedding gown
out. She asks me to take off my dress. I do it and she lowers her wedding
gown on me. It fits and I look beautiful. Greg asks do you want to
participate or just enter. I say I would like to participate in our child
to which greg kisses me on the lips and sends her toung into my throat.
Pulling me to the bed, mom begins sucking my boy breast while greg fondles
my cock, I am ready to explode and greg slowly inserts me into her pussy.
One two and I explode. I fall back in ecstacy and delight.
An hour or so passes and again the kissing and an erection happens we again
have intercourse. We do this all night. Greg and mom anounce that we will
need to see but all things considered we hope the deed was done. How could
I tell them I did not want to stop.
I came home from the movies one day to a bunch of flowers. They were from
Greg, and a card, Congradulations on your pregancy and your twins... After
a couple of months, Paul gave me a ring, I accepted and we were to be
married. Greg would be the best man and Mom my maid of honor. The
marriage was scheduled after my return from tiland where I was to have
surgery for my Sexual Reassignment Surgery, you see Michelle was born!