I had a perfect excuse supplied to me as I saw it.
I could not believe what was happening, of course I would love to dress in the pretty clothes and they were not going to mind at all let alone laugh at me. They both promised again not to tell anyone and then left me alone. She said I should put the clothes on, as there was no one else around anyway. Anne came in then and promised not to laugh or tell anyone. A few minutes later Sue (with whom I was quite close) came in and said that while she knew I would not like to wear the clothes it was the only thing to do, and she and Anne would not laugh at me or anything. While I knew I would enjoy wearing the pretty clothes, being a boy I knew I had to pretend that I would not like it. I put up some protests and went to my room. "You will have to wear something for the next two weeks and that is all there is," said auntie. I called to my auntie to ask where my clothes were and she said that my bag must have been left in my family's car by accident and that they had also left their bag with my cousin's jeans at home as well. There was also a lace camisole and matching panties. I washed and went to the bedroom to find a very pretty green dress lay on the bed. The paint was only on my clothes but they were ruined. She tripped slightly and one of the cans she was carrying spilt all over me. On her return, she decided we should take some old paint cans to the shed. Auntie had to make a quick trip to town to drop off some clothes she was having altered and we stayed around the house. My family left early on Monday morning and auntie picked me up after school. The farm, being about three hours from Sydney, ten minutes from the village and one hour from the town, was fairly isolated and the weather was cooling off so not many people would be visiting.Īuntie was apparently subconsciously jealous of me being the only boy in our families and this I guess was the driving force in what was about to happen. They were all very pretty and feminine in their manner and dress. My cousins Sue and Anne were quite attractive and 17 and 14 respectively. My auntie Joan was an attractive 35-year-old who was living in Sydney.
My Auntie and two cousins were minding a small farm near the quiet farming village of Jamboroo. My parents and sisters were going to Queensland for a conference but I had to stay with my auntie to finish an exam at school.
It was about this time that a very exciting event occurred. Since puberty, this had taken on a whole new excitement. For as long as I can remember I liked to play dress-up with dolls and put on girl's clothes. Firstly I was a slim "pretty" boy of average height, small boned and with quite feminine features. If, you have any questions regarding this policy please contact us.I would like to tell you about something that happened to me when I was a boy of 14 years old. Responsibility for any loss, inconvenience, or injury sustained byĪnyone resulting from information obtained on or via this site. You should always exercise due diligence before Products that we believe you might find interesting, and if you buy future products from those companies, we may receive a small share of the revenue from the sale (at no cost to you). We are independently owned and the opinions expressed on this site are our own. Unauthorized duplication or publication of any materials from this Site is expressly prohibited.ĭisclosure – Sheerly-Lingerie participates in affiliate advertisingĬompensation earned does not influence the information on this site,Īnd Sheerly-Lingerie does not accept merchandise or payment from vendors in exchange for writing reviews.
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