He is NOW My Daughter Not Son🎀 💕Part 4 Crossdressing Stories

 

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Today I'm going to share with you, you have been dressing as a girl, part four, written by Janet l Stickney.  Thank you, Ken. But this won't last forever.

Why is that? Are you Cinderella? You know why Kenny? He said nothing more about it and dinner was wonderful. He was a perfect gentleman. All during dinner. We even danced a little. He put his class ring in my hand, which made me start to cry. Kenny, I We stop it, Janet, take the ring and wear it. We both know that there is no way that Jeff is ever coming back, don't we?

You are Janet. Now maybe you always have been. All I know is that I have found the girl for me and that's you. I looked in his eyes with a question on my face and he got the message. No, Janet, it wasn't because you. It wasn't that at all. I knew yesterday, and so did you now put the ring in your purse and I'll take you home.

I slipped into the house quietly reviewing each moment of the evening. I had done something I never thought I would do. I had not planned it, of course, but now that it was done, I couldn't take it back. As the nightgown slipped over my head and I got into bed, I realized that I didn't feel at all guilty.

I drifted to sleep smiling. I'm sure when I appeared in the morning, I know that I looked like hell. Have a nice time last night, Janet. Sure. Mom, dinner and dancing. It was very nice. He didn't take you to the park? Just how did she know that? Well, yes, but mom held up her hand and I fell silent after breakfast.

You better get ready for your day at the beach wisely. I kept my mouth shut, ate breakfast and went to my room. I wasn't there two minutes when Mary came in. Okay, sister, dear, tell me all about it. Nothing to tell. Nice dinner, some dancing, and a few kisses. Then he brought me home. More kissing. Now I know for sure that I'll have a sister from now on.

Better get changed, Janet. They'll be here soon. I took a shower, shaved clothes, then put on my skimpiest pair of panty briefs, then put the foam pads inside and then stepped into the suit. The panty brief was cut high on the legs, yet I was still able to move the padding around to get a very nice shape and the new suit displayed.

No sign that I had padded my hips over that I pulled on my shorts and went in the bath to do my makeup. This time it was just foundation and powder with a bit of lipstick, I stepped into my own gym shoes and brushed my hair back and held the sides in place with a pair of barrettes. Then changed purses.

Mary and mom had both let me have a few of their old purses, which gave me some selection. At least I put in some blue button earrings and wore Ken's ring around my neck on a gold chain. At first, I hesitated about wearing it, then decided that everyone would find out sooner or later anyway, so why not?

Mom saw the ring first, but Mary spoke first. She's wearing his class ring. Mom looked but stayed silent for a moment. Then is there anything else I should know about? No mom. He gave it to me and I didn't know how to say no rubbish. She said then went into the family room. Mary, however, was more in tune with things between boys and girls, and no matter what I said, she just grinned, ready to go.

Sure. Ken came over half an hour later and we drove to the point. I see you decided to wear my ring. You gave it to me to wear, didn't you? Well, sure, but I thought that you might be concerned about it. We were almost to the point when he told me that he talked to Steve. I told him we were a couple, Janet, he promised to keep things quiet so we can just enjoy the day, but I can't wait until he sees you.

That made me smile. My femininity was still working just fine. Thank you very much. Steve wasn't the person I was worried about. It was the few kids that had figured out that I was not a girl, but had kept quiet the minute they saw Ken and I together with me wearing his class ring. Well, they might not stay silent.

The best I could hope for was that I looked good enough to make them realize that this wasn't a joke for me, and there was Carolyn to contend with. The moment she finds out that Jeff and Janet are the same person, well, she's going to raise all kinds of hell. She thought she had Ken in her pocket, which turns out to be wrong, but the only one that doesn't know it is herself.

Ken and I walked down to the beach and put down our blankets and so on. Ken was smiling even as he patted the blanket next to him and I sat down. You know there isn't one thing about you that even remotely hints that you are not exactly what you seem to be. Janet, he took my hand in his and we sat there enjoying the sun.

Hi Ken. We looked up and saw Sam standing there. He is Carolyn's brother and thinks he's the best gift in the world for women. The reality is that he's pompous and a snob. Not many girls went out with him twice. You must be Janet. My sister thought you might be here with Kenny. She's not happy with you because she thinks you did her wrong and you he looked at Ken.

I hear that Janet here isn't a girl at all, but is Mary's brother Jeff. I never thought you liked boys. Kenny. Kenny was up in a shot facing Sam, nose to nose. Stand up. Janet, please. I did as he asked. Then he asked Sam if I looked anything like a boy. His eyes quickly scanned up and down. Well, no, but I heard now go away before I get angry.

Sam retreated. But he and some of his friends gathered and started to talk. This can get very ugly, Ken. Let's just go home. We can't baby, because that would make them even more suspicious. Just sit there and try to enjoy yourself. About that time, Mary and her friends arrived and we all sat together. Ken was watching Sam and his friends while the others set their things out.

Me, I was nervous as hell and simply didn't wanna get caught up in some kind of struggle. I had enough of that just to be here. No matter what happens, you girls stay here and let Ken and I take care of it. Steve stood up all six, two use of him facing Sam and his buddies as they walked back towards us.

We think that she's a male, so we want her to prove she's not. No chance pal, take a hike into the water and keep going. Ken was in his face now and with Steve standing close by. There wasn't any chance that Sam would do anything his basic cowardice would get in the way. If she's a girl, then she won't mind showing a few of the girls, which will settle the issue, won't it?

Steve moved closer, ready to attack Sam, backing away when Mary said, sure, we can do that, but we picked the girls. I almost fainted when she said that, but Beth, Steve's girlfriend was nodding her head yes. Beth has just met Janet, so I choose her and Jennifer over there and Marcy. Sam had no choice but to agree even though Carolyn wanted to be there.

Let's go Janet, in the privacy of a changing booth with all of us crowded in there, it was tight. Marcy, of course, knew who I was and Jennifer had an inkling. Any questions? Do we all agree that Janet is a girl? All of them nodded their heads. Yes, and we walked back out straight into Sam and his sister Sam.

If you had a brain, you would be dangerous. And I'm telling you, she is as much a girl as I am. That wasn't quite true, but Beth spoke very forcefully and he backed off. For a moment, I'll bet you are all friends. And listen, Carolyn, I just met her today. With that, we walked back to Steve and Ken. My insides more like a milkshake.

That went quite well, don't you think? So Janet, Mary, I, you look fine, Janet. Just relax and enjoy the day. It was well known that Marcy wanted to be a male for a long time, other than the party we just had. I can't remember the last time I saw her in anything but slacks. I looked at her, glad she understood me so well, wearing a heavy one piece suit.

Marcy did the best she could to hide her feminine charms, but still she looked like a girl. Beth and Steve sat with us for a while, then drifted off to find some privacy. Mary and her boyfriend Greg stayed for a while watching with us as Sam and Carolyn, along with their friends left as well. That day was the opening of the floodgates for me.

As the days went on, it became second nature for me to do my hair and makeup each morning, getting better with each attempt until I no longer needed any help. Ken and I dated all summer, but like mom had told me I could. In late summer, it was obvious to Mom, Mary, and I that I would never return to manhood.

I couldn't and wouldn't do it. That fall I was enrolled in a private school. During that summer, I learned how to act like the girl I looked like, and now it is natural for me. Just before Christmas, my doctor prescribed medication to help me, and by spring I had developed a small but certain shape with wider hips and a small bus line.

Ken and I continued to date for a while, but his eyes saw another and we drifted apart. I never really dated much, but happy to be able to be myself. I no longer felt the weight of my fear because after this long I acted like a girl in every way, right to the smallest mannerism. When I was a senior, my friend Gretchen mentioned that her brother was interested in me.

She told me that he had seen me several times and wanted to meet me, so I agreed to have a coffee with them at a local cafe. Fred is tall, well over six foot with sandy hair going thin, blue eyes, and a wicked smile. Like Gretchen, he was easygoing, a good listener, and seemed like an all around good guy.

Before we left, he asked me out and I agreed. He took me to dinner and I was surprised to find that he was a little shy as well. Polite. He made sure my every need was met. We danced, we ate. I went in the house, quivering with excitement, shaken by my reaction to one simple kiss that started it. Fred and I dated for the entire year.

He took me to the prom. Then later my graduation, Mary and I had grown close like sisters always do. Mom no longer coaching either of us in the art of handling men, and yet I saw the worry on her face. Two weeks later, I started the program and now two years later, I am a complete woman. He gave me the engagement ring last year, and now I stand ready to take the other ring from him.

Nervous. All I heard was the minister. We are gathered here to join this man and this woman. A wonderful honeymoon. The end.