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"Are you ready to go?" I asked.
"Just a bit longer" she replied as she walked back to her room.
So I sat back on my bed once again feeling really good about her compliment and I started to recollect once again.
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The evening my mother and I had our discussion, I remembered the events several months ago when I had taken a shower that evening and dressed in the most masculine clothes I had, my white briefs, white tee shirt and white athletic socks. I put on my flannel sweats and wanted to be sure that my mom knew I was a male, no question. I then sat and began working on my homework. It was really hard to concentrate because of everything that had happened that day, but I tried.
I was trying to concentrate on my math homework as mom walked into the room carrying wig forms with my wigs on them. She walked to my chest of drawers without saying a word and put the wigs on top of the chest. She re-arranged a few things on top and I sat in shock again with how out in the open she was with my crossdressing life style. She took a whiff of the hairpieces and said "They smell much better, more feminine! How does that look?" she asked.
"Mom you cant leave those out, I am ashamed of what I did, please don't leave those there, everyone will see." I pleaded.
"Sweetie, you just go on doing your homework, I am going to bed. Don't stay up late, and leave those wigs where they are" she smiled as she replied to me.
With that she left the room and closed the door behind her. I sat there unable to concentrate on my homework and decided to go to bed.
I was unable to sleep soundly thinking of the day's events. I kept tossing and turning all night. But sometime in the middle of the night I woke and lay there thinking of my new lingerie drawer and my dresses and other clothes hanging in the closet and the wonderful smell coming from the lingerie drawer. My mom was sleeping, and I was too weak to resist, so I crawled out of bed and walked over in the dark and opened the panty drawer. I picked up a pair of panties unable to see them and took a whiff of the panties expecting the wonderful fragrance of the perfume. The perfume was there but the more predominate fragrance was that of a woman's pussy. It was an intoxicating smell with both aromas. What was going on I thought to myself, but I didn't care. I held the panties up to the little light that was in the room and saw they were Sarah's panties, my sister.
They were a cute pair of lacy boy shorts. I had seen these before as I would go in the laundry basket when everyone was gone and I would get a pair of my sister's soiled panties and smell them. I loved the fragrance and I loved putting them in my mouth. And now here were a pair of Sarah's soiled panties in my panty drawer. This had to be a mistake, but I had them in my hand and I continued to smell them. I felt myself getting wet.
I was becoming weak and not wanting to resist my feminine urges any longer. I stopped for a second and listened to see if there were any noises in the house and it was completely quiet. I decided to give in to my girlish tendencies so I went to my night stand and turned on the reading light very low so that I could see. I quickly removed any clothing that even looked like they belonged to a boy and tossed them aside in the corner. I was standing there in the nude.
I reached down and felt the wetness on my little girlish clit. I nervously raised my finger to my mouth and licked the juice from my fingers. My little dick was not a very manly specimen and I thought of it as my little clit.
I quickly gathered up the things that I would need, my silicone breast forms, the two headed didlo that I loved to feel between my legs and my butt plug that I know would take me over the edge. I was rapidly giving in to the events of the day. I began fantasizing running through the house in my panties and bra, oh how I wanted to be a girl.
I went back to the lingerie drawer and picked out a lacy black bra with a matching thong, my favorite garterbelt and nylons along with the cute babydoll I had always wanted to sleep in.
I thought to myself that I should take advantage of the moment, prepare myself for bed as the girl I wanted to be and then sleep a peaceful sleep in my girlish attire.
I sat on the edge of the bed and began to pull my nylons up when I thought, go sit at the dressing table that my mom brought in earlier today and sit there dressing as a girl would.
I did just that, slowing pulling my nylons on and then stepping into the garter belt. I stood and placed my legs one at a time on the dressing chair and hooked the nylons in position.
I then took the tip on my finger and cleaned a bit more of my pre- cum from the tip of my clit and smiled as I licked it from my finger.
I then put my bra on, placing the straps over my shoulders and then hooking it in the back. I thought that I was better than most girls because I could hook it in the back and not have then turn it to get it on. I had done this so many times that I was very good at putting a bra on.
I picked up my 38C breast forms and placed them into the cups tucking them gently into position. I picked up my panties and the soiled panties of Sarah's. I took another whiff, oh they smelled so good. I then picked up my thong and stepped into it pulling it into position and making sure I would feel the gentle pressure in my crack on my ass, oh how wicked I thought to myself. The scent of the perfume was having a very nasty effect on my brain; it was taking control of my mind and making me want to give in completely to my fantasies.
I was almost there I thought to myself. I walked over and took my best wig and carried it back to the dressing table. I again sat and applied my lipstick and my large silver hoop earrings. I did not use a lot of makeup because I did not know how and I had to be careful to try to disguise my girlish tendencies. I then picked up the butt plug which I moistened in my mouth. I pulled my panties down and began playing with my little pussy. I took a little lubricate from a jar on the dressing table and lubricated myself, and then to my joy, I slowly worked the plug into position. It felt so wonderful filling me from behind and locked into my pussy.
I pulled my thong back into position and sat at the table once again. I put on my cutest wig admiring myself in the mirror. You are so beautiful I though to myself, any man would love to have you for the night I thought.
Finally I pulled the back sheer babydoll over my head and let it fall into place. The illusion was complete. Everything was in place.
I stood and walked to the full length mirror that was on my closet door. The pressure from the butt plug in my pussy was driving me crazy as I walked. I looked and I saw this very cute girl, very sexy staring back. I moved my head back and forth to feel the shoulder length dark brunette wig brush against my skin. As I looked up and down the image, I knew that I had to work better to get a smother appearance in my panties.
My clit, even though it was small, was leaking and bulging in the front of my panties. I liked the dampness but I wanted a true girlish pubic area.
I turned and looked and kept admiring myself and then I turned and looked over my shoulder at my ass, I liked the plug buried deep inside and the strap of the thong in my crack. Nice I thought. I decided it was time to go to bed and play with the dildo, I reached down and picked it up, kissed it on the tip and then as I turned there stood my mother and my sister Sarah in the doorway.
My heart began pounding very hard and sank at the same time and I felt very woozy. I quickly looked down afraid to make eye contact, I was busted in every way, there was no more lying because in front of my mother and sister stood their son and brother dressed as any girl would love to be dressed just before masturbating herself to sleep.
The overhead light in my room was then turned on and I saw the flash of a camera.
"Turn around slowly" I heard Sarah command and I did almost instinctively trying to avoid a confrontation. As I turned, there were more camera flashes.
"She..uh..he is very pretty" I heard Sarah say to my mother.
"Yes she is" my mother replied
"I think she can be beautiful" Sarah commented to my mom.
"We can't call her Daniel any more can we?" my mom said.
"Let's call her Danni, that's a pretty name" Sarah responded.
"Danni it is" replied my mom.
"Well I am going to bed" my mom said, "tomorrow will be a lot of fun with two girls in the house. You girls go ahead and talk, don't stay up all night. Good night"
Sarah responded "Good night" in return.
"Good night" I found myself responding as well.
To be continued