Summer with Amy

A Summer with Amy Part 7 by Dani Nicole Hawke

Once we finished our lunch/dinner, we headed out. Amy asked, "Would you mind running a few errands with me since we are out??"

"No, I've got no place to go, not allowed to have a party and everyone else is gone."

"Great. Off to the mall."

Amy drove to the mall and pulled into the parking lot. We were headed into the mall, when I asked, "What are we going to get?"

"Well Becky and Mike's birthday is in a couple of weeks and I need to get some gifts for them."

We went into a sports store and got Mike a couple of shirts, then into an electronics store and got him a digital camera. Next we headed toward a department store to find something for Becky. As we passed Victoria's Secret, Amy said, "Hold on, I need to run in here for a minute." We headed in and all the lace and satin reminded me what I had on under my clothes and I got a hard-on. As we walked around, Amy would tell me what things were and how they differed from something else, bikini cut vs. French cut, demi vs. underwire. I was not sure why but I went along with it. She then began holding items up and asking, "Do you like these?" Anybody overhearing us probably thought a mother was asking her son to pick out her underwear (if they saw us, they would think I was her daughter).

After choosing a few items, we went to the counter to pay. The cashier began wrapping the items up and putting them into a bag. "Oh these are very pretty and sexy. You'll love wearing them."

Realizing she was speaking to me, I started to say they were not for me, I am a guy when I noticed my fingers and the red nails. I quickly said, "They are pretty, better than plain white ones."

Amy, smiled and said, "Yes, today my little girl grows into a woman. No more boring white bras and panties, now only the prettiest for her." Amy paid and we headed out.

Once out of the store, I pulled Amy aside and said, "She thought I was a girl. Do I look like a girl?" I turned to the big glass window to look at myself.

"Well, actually, I still see a little make-up, your nails are painted, your shirt may be construed as feminine attire and your hair is noncommittal. I could see some one guessing wrong."

"Oh my God, what if some one I know sees me?"

"Don't worry, we'll steer clear of anyone you know."

"Let's leave."

"Don't worry about it, no one will know, just do as you did at Vickie's pretend you are a girl if you need to."

"I want to go, let's just leave."

"I need to finish the shopping. We are almost done and we can head out when I get Becky and outfit or two."

Sighing, "OK, but let's make it quick."

When we got to Macy's, we headed straight for the Misses section. Amy began scouring the racks for some cute outfits. Several times, she asked me if I liked this or that outfit or top, sometimes holding them up against me to see how they looked. Finally, she had picked out about five outfits, turned to me and asked, "Since you're the same size as Becky, will you try these on? I need to see how they will fit Becky."

I was speechless.

"Pleeeeeeeeeeease, I don't want her to have to return anything. Pretty please?"

"I can't go into the women's dressing room, I am a guy."

"You have already been mistaken for a girl, no one will be the wiser."

"I could get in a lot of trouble if I get caught. I might be mistaken for girl from a little distance, but I am still a guy and closer inspection will confirm that."

"Well we can make it more convincing."

Doubtfully, "How?"

"Well, with a little make-up, a brush, one of the bras I just bought, we can have you looking like Kaitlyn again in no time."

Again, I was speechless.

"Your shirt is fairly generic, even a little feminine, the jeans and shoes are indistinct and the make-up and hair will cover up the other tell tales. So the only thing that will give you away is you."

"How's that?"

"By not acting like a girl when I give you tits. You know what? Forget it. It's not a big deal; she can just return anything that does not fit. I just thought since you were here, you would help me out. Guess not."

"OK, ok. Don't get mad at me, I'll do it. So where are we going make the changes?"

"Great!!" She kisses me on the cheek. "You are a sweetie. Thank you." She then glances around. Not seeing anyone, she pushes me into a dressing room stall. She hangs up the clothes and opens her purse. Digging out her make-up purse, she said, "Take your top off." She handed me the bra and then started working on the make-up.

"It won't take much, just a little to show it is there and to hide any suspicion."

"OK"

She put on some blush and eye shadow, then some lipstick. She started working on my hair with a brush. While my hair in not short, one would not say it is long either, but it can be styled in one of today's short feminine hairstyles. As I was sitting there waiting for Amy to finish, my mind began to wonder, this is how I missed the scissors. Before I realize it, Amy was trimming my bangs.

"Wh..wh..what are you doing?"

"Making you undetectable. Just hold on."

"You did not say anything about cutting my hair, that is a little long term isn't it?"

"You can always cut it again, don't worry about it."

Amy finished up with my hair, and then helped me put on the bra. "Here, try this one first." She handed me an outfit, opened the door and walked out of the dressing room. I stood there in just my lingerie.

"Hey, hey, hey!!" I blustered, but she was already gone and no one saw anything anyway. I got dressed in the outfit she had handed me, a causal skirt/top combo and called out to Amy, "OK, I am ready."

"Come on out."

"Huh?"

"Just step out and show me, there is not enough room in there to get a good look."

"OK"

I step out and she was right there,

"Oh, that is so cute, what do you think, how does it fit?"

"I like it. It fits great, other than up here." I pointed to the chest.

"OK. Go try the next outfit, and be sure to hang that one up; we're going to take it. And here, put these in." She pulled the breast enhancers out of her purse and handed them to me.

"Why did you bring those?"

"Just in case you agreed to try on the clothes for me."

"You planned this?"

"I would not say planned, but more like anticipated."

"Yah, planned it."

"Oh, be quiet, I will make it up to you. Now go an try the next outfit."

I went back in the dressing room, got out of the outfit and slid the breast pads into the bra. I put on the next outfit, another skirt/top combo, kind of in a sports theme, with the mid-drift exposed and a very short skirt (think tennis skirt). I felt very self-consciences showing that much flesh, but decided it would only be for minute. So I stepped out of the dressing room, Amy was nowhere in sight. Feeling a little panicky, I frantically searched around for her. Once I spotted her, I all but ran to wear she was standing.

Through gritted teeth, I said, "What are you doing over here? You're supposed to be with me."

"I was looking for a few more items."

"Well please don't leave me like that again."

"Will you lighten up, this is suppose to be fun? Girls love to shop, if you don't look like you are having fun, it will give you away. There is no other way some one will find out you are a guy, so relax and enjoy it."

"OK, but please stay near me, just in case."

Ignoring what I said, Amy exclaimed, "Wow! That looks great, how does it feel?"

Picking up the enthusiasm I replied, "Thank you and it feels fine, but I think I would expose to much flesh if I were active in it."

"Really? Well Becky will have to make her mind up about that. Next outfit."

I headed back to the dressing room to change into the next outfit. This was a pair of capri pants and a loose top. I open the door and stepped out. This time Amy was there, but she had a salesgirl with her.

"Ohhhh, I like that. What about you?" Amy asked the young sales girl.

"It is very cute. Turn around, let's see the rest of it." I gave them a spin. "You know, you can see the panty lines, I got something for that." She ran off to go get a thong.

"Who is that?"

"April, she's just a sales girl, she came over to see if I needed any help. I told her `No, my niece is trying on outfits in the dressing room.' She offered to stay and give another point of view and some advice."

"Oh, warn me next time."

"OK:"

The sales girl returned with a bright red thong and handed it to me. "Try this, it should eliminate the panty lines." I took the thong and headed back into the dressing room. I took down my pants and started to remove the panties when all of a sudden the dressing room door opened. There I stood with my back to the door and my panties half way down my legs.

"What are you doing?" I said.

"Coming in to see if you need any help." Amy replied.

"I am half naked, some one could have seen."

"No one was looking."

"Still!!"

"OK, don't get your panties in a bunch" She giggled, "Do you need help?"

I turned around and I was as hard as a rock, "I'm not going to be able to hide this, with these." I pointed to my hard cock and holding up the thong.

She giggled again, dropped to her knees and took my cock into her mouth. She gave me another no nonsense blowjob to shrink me down. She helped me position my now soft penis in the thong to hide it. I finished getting dressed and we went back out onto the floor. The sales girl gave us a strange look, but said nothing.

Amy then said, "Ok let's see you, do a spin."

I did a spin. "Is that better?"

April, "Much, no more panty lines. But in the future, I would not wear stockings with Capri pants, the straps show through too."

"Thank you and yes I know, it just happened to be what I was wearing at the time."

"Personally, I like stockings and garter belts too. You don't meet many young girls who wear them anymore, more of an older generation thing. Thigh highs and pantyhose are just so much more convenient."

"Oh, I've never worn pantyhose."

"Really?"

"Really."

"WOW"

Amy then piped in, "OK, girls, next outfit."

I headed back into the dressing room and stripped out of the outfit I was wearing. As I removed the next outfit from the hook, the door opened again. This time I got a double shock. It was April.

I stammered, "Excuse me?"

"Oh, I found this outfit and thought it look like something you would wear. So I brought it over."

"Oh, thank you, but I think we have enough."

"Your aunt said it was fine and that you should try it."

"She did?"

"Yah. Then she told me to bring it in, while she went and looked at some shoes."

"Really? How `nice' of her, leaving me alone here."

"Oh, not a big deal, I can help, she seems to trust my opinion. She has brought her other niece Becky in here before. You are lucky to have such a nice aunt."

I gulped, "Yah she is nice and always full of surprises."

April hung the outfit up and turned back to me, taking in a good long look at me.

"I hope you do not think this is forward, but you are very cute and those stockings are really turning me on."

"Thank you, and no, not too forward."

April stepped closer to me and kissed me. Stunned, I momentarily froze, but then I kissed her back. When our kiss broke, she shyly lowered her head. From this vantage point, when she opened her eyes, she looked right into my bra. That was when she noticed the silicon enhancers.

"What are those for?"

"Umm"

Reaching up she pulled one out, "Your breasts aren't real?? How old are you?"

"I'm 16 and no they are not."

Before I could stop her, she took her hand and put it on my crotch. I jumped.

"Yu..you're a guy." She said incredulously.

"Yes, I am. Please don't tell anyone. I am doing Amy a favor. She is shopping for Becky and I trying on clothes to see if they will fit her."

April almost burst out laughing. With her hand still on my cock, she said, "Really? You know Becky is smaller than you and there is no way these clothes will fit her."

"Huh? What do you mean, they won't fit her?"

"I think Amy is playing some game with you."

"Game?"

"Yah, she is playing with you. But personally, I like the game, if you are a player. Your little secret really turns me on. Maybe I do like guys after all."

She kissed me again and we started making out. Her hands were all over me and mine her. Her ass was wonderful and I reached under her skirt and started fingering her. She came in about 3 minutes. Once done, she straightened herself up and said, "Try that one on next, the rest will fit."

"OK"

"I'm April by the way, maybe we can get together sometime."

"Umm, sure, but I don't normally dress this way. As I said, this was a favor for Amy"

"Ok, too bad, I think it is very sexy. Here is my number anyway, call me. I need to get back out there." April left the dressing room.

As she walked out, I stood there framed by the door in just my lingerie. Amy looked up and just smiled back like she knew something. The last outfit was simple tight black miniskirt and tight red top.

Amy said, "You look great. I think we are going to take all the outfits."

"Why? April told me they would not fit Becky, she is smaller than I am."

"Well we will get them for you then."

"For me?? Why would I need skirts and girls tops? I am never going to wear these kind of clothes again."

"I want you to wear them when you are with me, it really turns me on. And when I am turned on, you know what happens."

"But I am a guy." I protested.

"I know but you make a very cute girl and that girl makes me very horny knowing what is in her panties. It will be our little secret, no one else will know, we can play house together."

"What about April?"

"I do not think she will tell anyone, besides, she does not know who you are."

"OK, you're right about her, but no one else finds out. OK?"

"OK, no one else finds out. Why don't you wear that outfit home, it looks very sexy on you. Here are some shoes to go with it."

I took the shoes and we went back into the dressing room to collect everything. Amy laid everything out on the counter including the tags for what I was wearing. "We will take it all including the outfit and shoes HE has on." I poked her for the slip of tongue. "HE is going to wear them home because I think they make HIM look so cute." I went to poke her again when I realized it was no slip.

April responded, "Absolutely, the skirt really shows off HIS legs. You have wonderful taste."

I stood there open mouthed at the use of the male pronouns. Fortunately no one else was around to hear them. But as she was finishing the ringing up, a few more customers got in line.

I whispered to Amy, "Stop that."

"Stop what?"

"Using the male pronouns. If I am dressed like this, please use the feminine pronouns. I really do not want anyone else finding out about our little secret." "Oh, you're right. I will be more careful in the future."

"Thank you."

Then April said, "It will be $396.83. I will throw in the thong he is wearing for free." She winked at me. My face turned beet red. I wanted to die right there. But if any of the other customers heard her, they did not react. Amy paid the bill and we gathered up the bags. While walking through the mall, I became very conscience and aware of my short skirt and my stockings. I also began to notice people looking and staring at me.

"They know," I said to Amy.

"They know what?"

"That I am a guy"

"No they don't, they are just seeing two attractive women walking through the mall."

"You sure"

"Yes, I have been getting those glances since I was 12, enjoy them."

"Oh."

We walk through the mall turning several heads as headed out to the garage. By the time we got to the car, the clothes, the stares and the feeling of air between my legs had me so horny I creamed my panties. I know Amy could see the effect it was having on me. She continued to tease me about all the looks I was getting and pointing out all the cute guys and girls.