Josephine's First Day

Donna assured me that I looked fine. Together we returned to Miss Stone's office.

"Well Josephine you look very nice. Here is a note for your teachers that will explain the way you have chosen to dress. Off you go and enjoy your break."

I nearly began to argue. Chosen to dress indeed, but I didn't meekly accepting my fate.

Round the corner we ran into some of the boys who had started all of this.

As I expected they started to jeer.

"Look at Josephine!" Mark cried out, emphasizing my new girls name. "I'll bet the little sissy is still wearing the panties."

Mark immediately reached for the hem of my dress and tried to raise it up above my waist. I was pretty much frozen with embarrassment, yet strangely excited, as I held my hem down. To my surprise Mark's girlfriend Tracey can over and thumped him.

"Don't you go looking up another girl's skirt!" She yelled, "Come on Josie, we'll look after you" she added and I was whisked away by Tracey and her friends.

This wasn't much of a comfort to me as Tracey and her friends were just as likely to be horrid to me as Mark and his friends. My fears grew as they escorted me in the girls' toilets. "If you wanna dress like us you've gotta have the full experience Josie." I stood there as they gave me a make-over. They applied some red lipstick, pale blue eye-shadow and even mascara. I was like a doll they were playing with, showing no resistance at all. Next I was squirted with some perfume that smelt vaguely of flowers.

Marion had waited for me outside, too worried to leave but too frightened to come inside.

'Hurry, Josie, we've English next.' She said, "The others are already there."

As we walked to the classroom I realized something rather odd. I knew that the day was going to be like no other, but, surprisingly, I didn't care. I loved it. I loved it all. The feel the soft dress clinging to my body, the taste of the cherry lipstick, the scent of the cheap perfume and the snug caress of the panties.