Every Year

The next day I woke up thinking about what had happened. I had to do it again. Mum and Dad would be back tomorrow, today was the one chance. What should I do? Go into town, dare I go on a bus? No way! But I could go to that shop again, maybe later this time, not so many people around. I knew he shut at ten, I could maybe get there at ten minutes to, try to time it right. Yes! I spent the day going through my mother's wardrobe and drawers, and Kate's. By eight o'clock I had it all assembled, an outfit I would love to wear, and would totally adore being seen in.

I ran the water in the bath and soaked for over half an hour. My thoughts were erotic as I soaped my body and shaved my legs and then trimmed around my penis, leaving a heart shaped patch of pubic hair. I would have to hide that for a while but I thought it looked good. Then I removed all of the growth under my arms. I towelled myself dry and found my body was silky smooth. The sculptured patch of dark hair between my legs was like a target. I reached down behind my legs and pulled my penis back through my legs, the effect in the mirror was remarkable and everything I could have wished for. Where once my cock protruded there now was the appearance of a female vagina.

I began putting on the first piece of lingerie. I reached behind my back to fasten the black silk uplift-bra closely against my body, slipping two pairs of rolled-up flesh coloured tights into the lower part of the cups and doing a good job on pulling up the flesh to give an impression of breasts. When the soft, shiny fabric of the matching black panties slid across my bare thighs, 'Bethany' had taken control. It was a transformation that had occurred several times before, but it still thrilled me.

I stood in front of the bathroom mirror and began the long process of making up my face. I was confident in my skilled use of powder, blush, eye-liner, eye-shadow and lipstick. I wanted to turn myself into a sensuous woman, maybe one who could turn eyes and excite pulses. I knew just how young girls like me liked to look, and went at it just a little heavily with dark eyeliner and heavy mascara. Then I stuck on firmly a set of longish bright red nails to give my hand a definitely feminine appearance and slid four rings into place, though not on the left 'ring finger'.