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This original story concerns young child, clothing changes is fact based although the names and location have been changed.
We are sitting in the emergency room and Dad is telling the police that mom fell. BS she fell he hit her in the stomache and nearly killed her. The doctor comes into the room and states mom has a broken rib and has lost the baby. Dad asks when she can go home and the doctor states in a day or two. My aunt then grabs me and says that I will stay with her, her husband and their son also 4.
In a few weeks we are back at home. Dad is from a rich family with a large law practice. He has given mom and I everything including beatings in his drunken rages. I often awake to hear him and mom fighting.
Today mom has me in the stroller and we are at the mall. Mom holds me and asks me, would my little angel like to move away from the bad daddy and be happy. I say yes mom. With that mom begins planning. I hear her mumble under her breath that he'll never beat her or me again.
A couple of days pass and finaly one day as dad leaves for work, mom grabs me and my stuff and we leave the house. In a few minutes we are at the greyhound station buying a ticket to louisville.
Then mom gets a motel room and we check in. As we are there mom is looking in the mirror and says she can change her look so no one will recognize her but the baby boy....wait she has an idea. We go to a local retailer and she buys some stuff then back to the hotel. Honey, mommy has a surprise. We are going to play a game, we are going to put on costumes. I say ok and with that mommy puts a diper on me and I say mommy I don't wear dipers. She tells me it is part of the costume and it will be for a few days.
Then she puts me in a dress and girls shoes. Thinking this is fun I ask her if it is my dress and she says yes and you are no longer Michael you are Michelle. I say OK, and she hands me a doll and a candy pacifier. She says you pretend to be 3 and if anyone asks you hold up 3 fingers, ok I say yes even though I am almost 5. Mom instructs me that when the candy is gone that I will get another and I am to suck these always, never chew or I will not get one. I shake my head in approval. Mom colors her hair and looking at me she then dyes my hair blond. The curl in my hair seems to be even more intense. Mom dyes her eyebrows and then cuts her hair and spikes it. Putting on a leather skirt and boots as well as a very low cut blouse with no bra, she knows that people will not be looking at her face.
We awaken early and my diaper is dry, mom says, honey this diaper is dry, as part of the acting you need to go in the diaper. I tell mom I do not want to and she takes me to the sink, running warm water she puts my hand in it and speaks to me slowly to pee and soon bang I pee even though I do not want to. Mom hugs me and says that is my little girl. We leave the room for the 6AM bus. We board the bus and travel to louisville. Once there mom again gets us a room. At a local drug store she buys some new color, this time red, back at the room she dyes our hair again. We then go to the train station and buy tickets to San Francisco. Mom pays in cash as she left her credit cards (intentionally) in the bus station in detroit. She knew they would be found and cool the trail. While on the train mom gives me baby bottles of apple juice. I think I will pop soon and I say mommy potty. She grabs me and in the bathroom we go, she checks and the diaper is dry, again she runs water and I pee.
We arrive in San Francisco and mom gets us a flat then off to a store. With great care she picks out clothing, for both of us. I will be playing in costume for a little while. With each occurance of needing to to potty, mom induces me peeing in the diaper. After a couple of days, I begin soiling diapers and mom is excited, she hated me wetting the diapers when I was younger now she loves it, it must be part of the game.
As a few days pass into weeks, i should be turning 6 but mom tells me we are going to have a birthday party and we will invite some friends from work and their daughters. She tells me that this is a play party and I will be a princess and all the other girls will also be in costume. I am happy until we go to the mall. Mom has my ears pierced and has little butterflys put in.
We go home and I ask mom if I need to keep wearing diapers. She says yes. I find the pacifier great and suck one most of the time. She then dresses me in a sleeping beauty costume for the party. I drink my juice outta the baby bottle just before the crowd arrives and they are all little princesses, cinderella's and the like. The party starts and we have cake and ice cream. I open the presents and am getting sleepy. I get a new dress, some shoes and a barbie doll. I figure it is part of the party and the costumes help but soon I drift off to sleep. When I awake, everyone is gone and I am in my nightgown. Mom hands me a pacifier and sends me to watch TV. Mom tells me Dad is looking hard for us and will beat us when he finds us. I know she is not lying. She says our only chance is to keep playing dress up and hide. The year passes and now at 7 but pretending to be 5 I am very at home in a dress. I wear pull-ups all day and the diaper at night. Things are great for a 5 year old girl but confusing for a 7 year old boy. The school I will attend is just a year away and I am getting nervous.
Mom has a new boyfriend and he is real sweet, he likes to tuck me in and tickles me sometimes till I pee my diaper. Mom loves that and takes me to change me and then they usually end up im mom's bed wrestling or something.
School is fine, mom worked out something so I never need to take gym and I am treated real sweet by everyone. Some times this boy paul, he is older, will hold me and kiss me. I kinda like him but fight back. Greg, mom's boyfriend is now living with us and he now understands our game so dad won't find us. Some times greg even changes me. When he goes, he likes to put the vaseline on me and even some on his finger on my butt so it won't hurt. He is real nice.
Today I am 11 and having a birthday. I have been outta diapers for a while and I wear something mom calls a gaff. It is a little uncomfortable but she explains it is to protect me. Greg likes to kiss me on the forehead when mom is present but sometimes when we are alone gives me a kiss on the lips. He still likes to tickle me and then when I start to cry, pulls me on his lap and kisses me, I like it a lot when he puts me to bed. My dresses are getting prettier and I do not remember the last time I wore pants. Oh well I don't remember the last time I was beat either so this is worth it. This year I got a make-up kit, mom says young ladies need to wear make-up and look aluring. I love mom and her sense of humor. Paul got invited to my party and Greg held me while paul kissed me 11 times for my birthday.
I am turning 13 and am noticing my weenie is growing. Sometimes when I am getting dressed or putting on my make-up. I am alone in my room and mom comes in. I was gonna put it on mom, but this thing grew and it hurts to put it on, with that Greg came into the room. Greg tells momma to leave and he sits on my bed. He pats the bed and I sit next to him. Greg tells me to put spit in my hand. I ask why, then he tells me to lick it off. I go it and he says that was not bad was it? I day no. He then tells me to putspit on my hand and rub my pee pee. I do it and he tels me to lick my hand, I do it and say ok. He then has me spit in my hand and has me rub my thing. He explains that boys have these and girls do not so I need to keep mine little so dad cannot find me. I am so happy he and mom are protecting me. As I rub the cock as he calls it and add spit, a warm feeling comes over me. Greg holds me as stuff comes outta my cock. He then instructs me to lick my hand. I do so and it is a little salty but not bad. He tells me to clean my hand which I do and go back to dressing. He then kisses me on the lips and pats my butt saying get some rest my baby.
Today I will turn 15, I have to regularly releave myself, but with the stuff tasting so good, I do not mind. Mom is taking me to Glamour shots today for pictures so I am really excited. I have been taking some vitamins for a while and have noticed my breasts are bigger and my cock thing does not get as big but that is OK, mom has a real nice dress picked out for me and It has a drop in the front showing some cleavage. She wants me to start showing some off. Paul is going along to see the pictures and help mom, guess he just has a crush on me. I am adorable after all. After the makeup session and pictures, both mom and paul comment that I look too good to go home so we go to dinner. Paul asks if I would like to walk home and I say OK if it is OK with Mom. As we walk I notoce that paul gets closer and finally he places his arm around my waist.
I jerk away, then turn to him and look at him. Paul I ask what do you see in me? He says, michelle, I am in love with you, you are georgous, smart, funny and hot as hell, I giggle and say thanks. Michelle, I want sex wit you. I always want sex with you but until you are ready I will not force it. I start to tear up. Paul respects me. Paul, can we cut through the park? He says yes. Paul hold me tight so I won't be scared. We walk, talk and peck occasionally. Soon in the park, I take paul's hands. Pull him off to the side and say, I am not ready for sex but I have a present for you and kiss him passionately, stroking him and he is hard as a rock. I open his belt and his pants releasing his 7 inch organ. He shutters and says I know its not the biggest to which I place my hand over his mouth and say lets call it the best and I settle to my knees taking him in my mouth. Almost immediately he explodes. I choke at first then settle into swollowing all his juice and licking him clean. As I stand back up, Paul looks at me and says.
Michelle, I know you are in transition, I know your secret and I have waited. I want you to be ready but I want to pleasure you. Do you understand? I reply no, he reaches around me and pulls me to him and asks do I trust him? I say Yes, to which he drops to his knees and says let me have it for you. I then understand that paul knows, I am a boy. I lift the dress and release the gaff, my 5inch member springs forward and Paul takes it in his mouth. Gently carressing the tip with his toung he excites and trains me, I explode and shutter. He holds me close my boy member jetting to the front of my dress. Paul holds me and we kiss again. I ready myself and re-tie the gaff. Straightening my dress we finish the walk home.
After a brief kiss at the front door, I open the door and walk in, mom and Greg dive into chairs and giggle. Hi honey mom says, good walk home? Yeah mom, Paul was nice. Honey, you have some stuff on your cheek Greg giggles.
Then mom calls me to the room and I sit besides her. Honey she states, something you should know, Greg? Greg stands up. Slowly un does his belt and drops his pants. Wait, no cock? What is....mom places her hand over my mouth. Greg is my lover, I never said greg was a man. Greg lives as a man. Greg then reaches over and pulls me to him, her. Honey, I need you to do something before your medicine stops it. Will you do it? I say what mom. Well honey, after your father beat me I lost your sister. She was unborn, I deceiced that i would never be beat again. Now for many years, Greg has made both of us happy. Greg and I want a baby. Greg will cary your baby and we will raise it. But I need you to put your girl cock to work. I sit in silence.
Honey I will be making love with Greg and you will complete the act or you can participate, your choice. You are a beautiful young lady and I am thinking you will want to loose that thing when it no longer functions. Well we can have your baby and raise it.
I look at mom with tears, mom, my breasts are tender, very sensitive and leaking, will that continue? Mom grins and says for a while, honey they are beautiful. OK mom I want to do this..and Greg takes mom picks her up and carries her to their room, he looks back and says come with me honey and I follow. In the room mom asks greg to wait and gets her wedding gown out. She asks me to take off my dress. I do it and she lowers her wedding gown on me. It fits and I look beautiful. Greg asks do you want to participate or just enter. I say I would like to participate in our child to which greg kisses me on the lips and sends her toung into my throat. Pulling me to the bed, mom begins sucking my boy breast while greg fondles my cock, I am ready to explode and greg slowly inserts me into her pussy. One two and I explode. I fall back in ecstacy and delight.
An hour or so passes and again the kissing and an erection happens we again have intercourse. We do this all night. Greg and mom anounce that we will need to see but all things considered we hope the deed was done. How could I tell them I did not want to stop.
I came home from the movies one day to a bunch of flowers. They were from Greg, and a card, Congradulations on your pregancy and your twins... After a couple of months, Paul gave me a ring, I accepted and we were to be married. Greg would be the best man and Mom my maid of honor. The marriage was scheduled after my return from tiland where I was to have surgery for my Sexual Reassignment Surgery, you see Michelle was born!