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Babysitting Blunder
Gabe was irritated that he had to waste his Friday night babysitting Penny, his little sister. To make matters worse, Penny was having a sleepover with several of her friends, and Gabe wasn’t even getting paid. “Family members help each other out,” his mother had said, causing Gabe to roll his eyes. He knew he only had to stick it out for a little while, though. Once his mom came back from her wine and cheese book club he would be free and clear. Things were going fine at first. Penny and her friends were playing dress-up and giggling to each other. Gabe was hoping they wouldn’t cause him any trouble, as he wasn’t very confident he’d be able to curtail any of their antics. He was very small for his age, having been dealt the least-masculinizing puberty ever. At 18 years old he was only 4’11” with a petite frame, his face had soft features, and there was nary a single bulging muscle on him. Gabe was no bigger than any of the 10 year old girls he was watching. Things started going
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A Schoolgirl's Revenge
I never thought I'd find myself saying it, but I admit that sometimes the female of the species can be more powerful than the male. There. I've said it now, and I mean it. And why? Well I'll tell you why. Let me introduce myself. My name is Richard Turner, and I live with my older sister Sally and my Mum and Dad. My father definitely isn't a 'new age guy', and from the very beginning, I was taught that males were innately superior to females. I was reasonably polite to my mother and sister, but I still treated Sally as an inferior, even though I was 3 years her junior. She was the butt of any number of cruel jokes I inflicted on her, but I would have good cause to remember her revenge. When I was about 12, I used to go around with my friends Ted, Bob, and Mike. We had a talent for terrorising the neighbourhood, and no matter how many times we were punished it just didn't seem to curb our behaviour, which just seemed to escalate downward as we tried to outdo each other in deeds of
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An Early Crossdressing Adventure: The Next Day
An Early Crossdressing Adventure: The Next Day Since the tale of one of my early real-life crossdressing adventures seemed to spark interest (and judging by some of the comments, some bulging panties), I thought I'd write about the following day and what my friend's step-mom made me do. Again, no real sexual contact in my adventure. As this was 35+ years ago, my recollection of details has been colored by time and fond memories. Thus this (mostly) true tale is lightly embellished by wistful memory and a bit of spice and half-remembered dialogue for reading purposes. To avoid the kind of clunky use of "my friend" and "my friend's step-mom" from the last post, I am going to give them names. These are, of course, not their real names ... or are they? We shall call my friend Geoff and his step-mom Sara. She always told me to call her Sara like Geoff did, though my upbringing caused me to call her Miss Sara as a compromise between her first name and Mrs. "Smith". This was in
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Looks like things are spinning more and more out of control for our poor little (hero)ine doesn't it? Now the entire subdivision regards him as a backward tween girl and even his little sandbox playmates are determined to keep Charlotte as feminine as possible!
And is Daddy really planning on taking him grocery shopping dressed like that? Or are there even more ominous developments waiting in the wings? Guess we'll find out in Part 11 - Getting Ready!........
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How old is Charlotte again? 18?