Date: Wed, 1 Dec 2010 16:35:35 +0000
From: Lucy Roberts <lucyrobertstv@gmail.com>
Subject: A different Summer (part 2)

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All the time he said nothing probably spoke volumes.
In the end Sarah punctuated the uneasy silence by saying, "Hello Ian
is anyone there?"
Ian looked at her even more confused. He just couldn't get any words out.
"Look," Sarah continued, "I can see by the way you just handled my
panties that something is going on in your head and I would prefer it out
in the open. I don't want to think you might be going through my things
when I am out. Why don't you tell me what you have been thinking
since yesterday?"
Such a big part of him wanted to tell her that she was barking up the wrong
tree, that he was all male and the idea of him wearing panties was nonsense.
However, it was the other part that seemed at that point to take over.
Ian began to talk to her about what had been going on. He told her that until
yesterday he'd never had a thought about what girls wear but that since her
comment about him making a pretty girl all he had seen were girls and what
they were wearing. He even told her about going into the store and looking
at the skirts and lingerie.
"Until yesterday I was a boy and that was it but now I don't know!" he
almost shouted.
"Until yesterday you were what you are today Ian, nothing has changed.
I simply mentioned a possibility and you have run with it because of what
you were before yesterday and what you still are today."
Ian looked puzzled and so Sarah continued. "If I were to mention wearing
women's clothes to most men they would laugh, they might try something
but would feel nothing. However to some men the merest suggestion of
wearing women's clothes, or the simple touch of something like a pair of
panties is sufficient to get them hooked. It is like a drug for some men....
and if I am not mistaken you are one of those men."
The silence was deafening but still Ian couldn't find the words to speak.
"Ian there is nothing wrong with it. As I see it the only damage is if you try
and repress it or hide it away like some dirty little secret. If you want to try
I can help you and if you want to keep it secret then it will be our little secret.
What do you want to do?"
At that moment he wanted to turn the clock back 24 hours and for all
this not to have happened.
"Ian I know this is difficult for you," Sarah went on, "but I sense you are not
happy with how you are as a boy. I sense that you do want to try on some
girl's clothes and I sense that if you do you will love them. It is a hard
decision to make, though I have the feeling if you don't make it now it will
happen sooner or later, only with you on your own and in secret. So if you
want to try on some of my clothes, and you only have to do it once, if you
don't like it you don't have to do it again. If you do want to try then just
nod your head."
There was a pause as the battle in Ian continued but he knew he just
had to try because, as Sarah said, if he didn't do it now it was almost
inevitable that he would later.
He didn't nod he simply said, "yes I think I do."
Sarah heaved a huge sigh of relief and said, "that's fine."
Now he'd found his tongue, words came tumbling out, "but you won't make
fun of me will you? And you will keep it secret and you won't tell anyone
else will you?"
"I won't make fun of you Ian. I simply want to help you and if by anyone else
you mean your parents I won't tell them unless you want me to but I have to
tell David because we can't have that secret in the house."
Now the idea had been accepted it was as if Ian would have done almost
anything to be able to wear some of Sarah's clothes.
"OK we can tell David but he doesn't have to see me dressed up does he?"
"No of course not Ian, unless you want him to. Anyway we are rushing ahead.
Why don't you eat your lunch and then, with David out of the way today, we
can have some time to talk and to let you try on some of my things."
Lunch was the weirdest meal ever. Ian was both in a hurry but then not.
The biggest point of conversation between him and Sarah was the one
thing he felt he couldn't talk about.
However eventually the meal was over.
"Come on let's go upstairs," Sarah said.
Once upstairs she told him to go and have a shower and then come to
her bedroom.
Ian did as he was told. He showered, washing his hair as well as his body.
Then, having dried himself, he wrapped a towel round his waist and
went to Sarah's room.
Inside he found Sarah and a pile of clothes on her bed.
"Right," she said, "I'm going to dress you with what clothes I think will
fit you. They may not be what a 13 year old girl might wear because I'm
not a 13 year old girl. However, they will feel nice and they will make you
feel feminine. Now you can stop this at any time. Is that OK?"
Ian simply nodded because he felt too afraid to speak. His heart was racing.
"Good," continued Sarah, "now let's get rid of that wet towel."
Ian was reluctant to stand naked in front of his Aunt but did as he asked
though hiding his penis with his hands.
"Look Ian if we are going to do this we can't have any silly modesty can we?"
Ian allowed his hands to drop to his side. Fortunately his little prick was flaccid
so he didn't feel too embarrassed.
Sarah handed him a simple pair of white nylon panties, which he first held
out in front of him as if they were toxic but eventually he stepped into them,
drawing them up his legs and sliding them over his hips.
Sarah watched the almost painful process of him putting on his first pair of panties.
"Now Ian run your hands over your bottom and tell me how those panties
feel on you," Sarah said.
Ian let his hands run over his bottom. What could he say? They felt gorgeous.
The material felt so soft and sensuous.
"They feel nice," he spluttered.
"Only nice," asked Sarah as she smiled and ran her hands over his pantie
clad bottom.
"Well let's see how you feel with a few more things on.
She held out a bra and encouraged him to hold out his arms and let her clip
it on him. The cups were not too big but of course were empty and so Sarah
took some tights and filled the cups.
She stood back and looked at him. "You are looking quite girly already,"
 she commented.
Next she asked him to sit down and she knelt on the floor in front of him.
"I'm going to show you how to put tights or stockings on" she said.
He watched as she bunched up one leg of the tights and pulled it over his
left foot. As she was doing the same for his right foot his gaze moved from
what she was doing to looking down the front of her blouse where he could
see her breasts resting in the white lacy bra she was wearing.
She told him to stand up and she smoothed the tights up his legs.
This, along with the view he still had down her blouse, had the obvious
effect and his little prick began to grow.
Sarah noticed this, "ah" she whispered, "now that is a good sign".
Sarah stood up and reached towards the bed picking up a white half slip.
"This should feel nice against your legs Ian but I'm afraid it may be a bit
too big for you."
Ian stepped into the slip and indeed it did feel good. Sarah encouraged him
to walk around a bit and get the feel of what he was wearing.
He was amazed how good it felt as the nylon of the slip brushed against
the nylon on his legs and more as he ran his hands down his bottom.
Sarah looked at him. "Now," she said, "you can't tell me that that doesn't
feel good!"
"No I can't," Ian replied, "it feels really nice."
"Fine well come over here and let's finish getting you dressed."
Ian did as he was told and Sarah gave him a white satin blouse with puff
shoulders and short sleeves. It was a little big but it shimmered in the light
and felt nice and soft and silky.
Then she gave him a pale blue skirt which, when he had it on, came to
just above his knees. This too was a little big round the waist and hips
but it managed to stay up.
Finally Sarah gave him a pair of black shoes with flat heels.
"There now you are fully dressed. Now before we go any further I must
take a photo because I have a feeling that later on you'll want to remember
your first time dressed."
She took out a camera and had Ian pose for a few shots.
When she had finished she asked, "So how does it feel?"
Ian stood for a while just swaying and sensing the movement and feel
of the clothes he was wearing.
He finally said, "yes it feels lovely. It all feels so good!"
Sarah smiled and said, "I told you so. I knew you would enjoy wearing girl's
clothes and I know that now you have started you won't want to stop.
And," she added, "you do look a very presentable girl even as you are!"
Ian beamed. He felt really good and had no idea he would feel so good
dressed as a girl.
He walked over to the full length mirror and had a good look at himself.
The clothes did look a bit big and perhaps not the right age for him but he
didn't look hideous and he felt wonderful.
He stood there for a moment looking in the mirror and wondering what
to do until Sarah said, "are you just going to stand there all afternoon?"
Ian looked at her somewhat confused. "I'm not sure what I'm meant to do.
Shall I get changed back?"
"Well only if you want to. Or you could just hang around dressed as you
are and see how you feel about it. In fact you could be "Sarah's little helper"
dressed as a girl if you wanted to."
Ian jumped at the chance which brought a nice smile to Sarah's face. "It is
going to be so nice having another girl around," she said.
They went downstairs and Ian began clearing away the lunch things.
 He washed them up then dried and put away the crockery.
Having done that he picked up his book and went into the lounge and sat
down. The feeling as he did so and as he crossed one leg over the other
was amazing. In fact so nice did it feel that he did it several times. As he
read he allowed his hand to run up and down his leg. He had no idea it
could feel this good or that he would so enjoy being dressed as a girl.
After a while Sarah put her head round the door. "Would Sarah's little
helper take the vegetable bits down to the compost heap?"
Ian looked up a little startled. "But that means going outside" he said.
"Don't worry it isn't far and no one is going to notice."
Ian hesitated for a moment and then went through to the kitchen,
picked up the bin with the waste in and went out of the back door. It was
only about 40 metres to the compost heap but to Ian it felt a lot longer.
However, once he was back inside he relished what he'd done and the
feeling of it and wondered if he could do it again. So he did but this time
he simply took a walk round the garden enjoying the feeling of the
clothes and being outside.
When he came back in Sarah was smiling. "I think our little girl is
enjoying herself."
"I am," said Ian in the most positive statement since this whole thing
had begun.
Sarah wanted to find out just what he was enjoying and how much.
So she asked him a few questions until he finally said, "you were right
Sarah I am one of those boys who enjoy wearing girl's clothes. They feel
lovely and soft and they make me feel good about myself. I know I am
going to have to wear them again."
Sarah positively beamed and drew her young nephew to her and for
a while they embraced.
"I am so pleased for you Ian," she said, "I think you make a lovely girl
and we can spend the time you are here helping you in that direction.
 If that's what you want."
"At the moment I want that more than anything," Ian answered.
"If that's so what say we go shopping and get you some things that
fit you and are more suitable for your age?"
"I'd like that" said Ian "but I can't go like this."
"No," Sarah replied, "you are not ready for that yet but why don't you
keep your bra, panties and tights on, only take the padding out of the bra.
It will still give you a nice girly feel while we are out shopping."
Ian agreed and shot upstairs to change out of the skirt, slip and blouse
and put on his own shirt and jeans. He left off his socks because, when
he slipped his feet into his trainers, the length of the jeans hid the sight
of his tights. He was back downstairs in very short order.
As the two of them walked into town Ian was highly conscious of what
he was wearing and deeply hopeful that no one could tell.
As they went down to the shops there was a frisson of excitement
between the two of them.
On reaching the shops Sarah took them to the main department store
and straight to the lingerie department where he had been only a
few hours earlier.
"Now Ian we are not going to buy too many things, just a few to get
you started. But at least they will be your size and things that you want.
I suggest we buy two bras, two panties and some tights."
Ian's head was spinning and he wouldn't have known where to begin
or have had the nerve to buy anything without Sarah being there.
She led him first towards the panties and gave him a brief education
before he selected a pair of white nylon high cut panties and a pair
of pink nylon boy shorts.
"This way," Sarah explained, "you can try two different styles to see
which you like and then perhaps later you could try a thong."
Choosing some bras was easier because Sarah had worked out that a
32b would be a suitable size and they were going to have colours to
match the panties.
Having selected two nice bras, both nylon with nice lace edges they
were heading out of the lingerie section when Sarah suddenly said,
"oh crumbs you must have a nightie."
With that she moved swiftly to the sleepwear area.
Ian had been here earlier and was aware that here, as it seemed in
every part of the shop, there was a vast selection of clothes.
Ian enjoyed browsing,  touching the material and looking at the shapes
 and colours. Eventually he chose a lovely pink nightie that would come
down to just below his knees. He knew that because Sarah held it up
against him to check it. Ian dare not look round to see if anyone was
looking in case they were.
Just as they we moving away a rack of half slips caught Ian's attention.
"Oh please may I have one of those," he said, pointing at the rack.
"It felt so nice earlier when I was wearing one."
Sarah, pleased that he was taking some of the initiative, gave in quickly
and they found a short white half slip that would fit him. But again,
not before Sarah had held it up against the blushing boy.
As they moved towards the skirts Sarah paused to pick up two pairs of
 tights in a size suitable to a 13 year old girl, one in tan and one in black.
As they came to the area where the teenage girl's skirts were Ian headed
 straight to the rack of skirts from which he had picked the skirt earlier.
He held up the pale blue skirt to Sarah, "can I have this one please?"
Sarah laughed. "Ian," she said, "we have a lot of work to do on you
because you are far too quick to select what you want. However, if that
is what you want and it is the right size then by all means you can have it.
That just leaves us to get you a top."
In the end they chose two tops, one in lemon yellow and, rather
reluctantly, Ian agreed to a pale pink one, which he felt was a bit too
girly but Sarah insisted would be fine.
Having made their purchases the pair rushed home for Ian to try on
his new clothes.
Sarah took him up to his bedroom and insisted that he strip for the
second time that day.
This time he did it more eagerly.
Sarah helped him into the white panties and bra and was about to
help him with his tights when she saw the bulge in his panties.
"That's not very lady-like" she said reaching out and holding his nylon
covered cock. "Perhaps I should help you with that."
Before Ian could say anything Sarah had his cock out of his panties
and was gently stroking him.
Not surprisingly it wasn't long before he came.
Sarah caught his cum in her hand and lifted it to her lips, "Hmm"
she murmured, "very nice."
She offered her hand to Ian, "go on taste it."
Ian simply did as she asked and for the first time tasted his own cum.
He was surprised that it tasted ok and that he wasn't grossed out
by tasting it.
Sarah went and washed her hands and then used a tissue to dry
Ian's cock.
"Now let's tuck that away out of sight and continue to turn you into
a pretty girl," she said as she tucked his cock under his body and pulled
his panties up to keep it out of the way.
Sarah helped him into his tan tights. Again Ian loved the way they
felt on his legs.
He quickly pulled on the slip, the yellow top and the skirt.
He was about to rush to the mirror to see what he looked like but
Sarah stopped him.
"Not yet young lady. I want you to look as much like a girl as possible
before you see yourself. "
With that she directed him to a chair and she looked carefully at him
before saying, "just a little make up is all you need and then let's see
what we can do with your hair."
Ian sat still as Sara worked on his face. He had no idea then what she
was doing but realised later she had put some eye shadow, mascara
and lipstick on him.
She then brushed out his hair which was not very long but Sarah managed
to restyle it to make it look more feminine.
Then she took out a necklace which she draped round the teenage boys
neck and finally dug out a pair of shoes with low heels for Ian to put on.
She made him stand up and walked round him looking at him.
Finally she said, "yes I think you'll do. Now go and look at yourself in
the mirror."
Ian shot across the room and stood in front of the mirror and gasped,
"I look like a girl," he spluttered.
"Isn't that what you wanted," Sarah asked looking puzzled.
"I don't know," he replied. "I just thought I would try wearing some girl's
clothes but you have made me look like a girl."
Sarah thought for a moment and said, "you do make a very pretty girl.
Why don't you just spend the rest of the afternoon as you are and see
how you feel about it? Keep looking at yourself in the mirror and get used
to the new you and I'm sure you'll enjoy not just wearing girl's clothes but
 being a girl as well. But first perhaps a few more photos?"
Ian agreed and another tranche of photos were taken before he went
into the lounge to watch some TV.
He certainly did enjoy the feel of the clothes but did he really want to
look like a girl? The mirror had certainly shocked him.
To say he spent an hour or so watching TV would not be quite true
because every so often he would get up and go and look at his face
in the mirror or run upstairs and look at himself in the full length mirror.
It didn't take long before he realised that again Sarah was right. He did like
seeing himself not just wearing the clothes but actually looking like a girl.
He went off to find Sarah. She was in her den and when he put his head
round the door she asked, "so how's my girl then?"
Ian smiled and said, "very happy! You are right I do want to look like a girl,
and I think I do."
"Oh you definitely do. You could walk down the street and no one would
 know that you were not a real girl."
"Do you really think so," asked Ian.
"Most certainly I do and I can prove it to you," Sarah replied.
"How," Ian asked.
"Simply by taking you out for a walk to the shop with me."
Ian looked aghast. "I can't go out dressed like this," he argued.
"But why not? You just said you look like a pretty girl and that is
what people will see."
It took a good five minutes but eventually the two of them were standing
just inside the door ready to go out.
"OK," said Sarah, "just remember you are a pretty girl and everyone will see
you as such. We are only going to the local shop so it is not far away. Try to
relax and enjoy wearing the clothes and being seen as a girl."
Enjoy wasn't the word uppermost in Ian's mind at that point but he
tried to smile.
Then Sarah opened the door and they were outside.
Surprisingly no one shouted, "there's a boy wearing girl's clothes."
Even more surprisingly as they passed a few people on the street no one
shouted it either.
To start with Ian kept his head down but the further they went the greater
was the desire to see whether people were looking at him. As he glanced round
he was amazed that they weren't.
Ah here comes a problem he thought, for two young girls were coming towards
them. They looked about his age. Surely they would see he was a boy.... but no.
One did smile as they went past but the other remained engrossed in their
 conversation and went by as if Ian wasn't there.
Sarah seemed to know what Ian was thinking and whispered, "there even
those girls didn't suspect."
When they got to the shop Ian was still reluctant to go inside but did so
and again was amazed that, even at quite close quarters, no one seemed
to realise he was not a girl.
The rest of the walk after that was just a dream and Ian arrived back at the
house very happy.
"So are you now enjoying being a girl?" Sarah asked.
Ian was beaming and replied that he was and that he'd never felt so good.
"Can I go and change into my other panties?" he asked.
"Yes of course," Sarah replied. "In fact why don't we both go and change?"
The two of them ran upstairs Ian went into his bedroom and Sarah went
into hers.
Ian stripped off completely and then put on the pink bra and panties.
He took great care easing his tights up his legs and then stepped into
his half slip.
He was looking at himself in the mirror when Sarah came up behind him
and wrapped her arms round him.
"Do you like seeing yourself like that?" she asked.
"Oh yes," he sighed. But now he was enjoying a new sensation because
Sarah was dressed in just her underwear and he could feel her silky bra
pushing against his back.
When she let him go he turned round and saw she too had a pink bra
on and a white half slip.
"Come with me," she said and Ian followed her into her bedroom.
She pulled back the quilt on the bed. "I thought we could lie down and
enjoying touching each other's clothes."
She lay on the bed and Ian lay beside her. She began to run her hands
over him, up his legs, over his bottom and even squeezing his make
believe breasts.
Ian lay there enjoying it but not sure what to do. After all this was an
adult and his aunt.
"You can touch me," she whispered, and then added "anywhere
you like."
Ian put out a tentative hand and touched her leg the nylon of her slip
felt so good and soft. He ran his hand up and down her leg and onto
her bottom. Then almost holding his breath he reached out and touched
her breast.
It felt so nice and the bra was silky and soft.
Sarah gently spoke into his ear, "there that wasn't so difficult was it?
I like being touched and I hope you do too."
Ian could only nod his head as he felt Sarah's arms go round him and
pull him to her.
Now their breasts were touching and their hands were roaming over
each other's legs and bottoms.
Ian was in seventh heaven.
Sarah ran her hands up his leg and under his slip so Ian did the same to her.
He was surprised to find that she was not wearing tights. His hands suddenly
came to her flesh.
"I'm wearing stockings," she whispered, "they make me feel very sexy!"
Ian ran his hands up her stockings over her thighs and onto her bottom.
It felt really sexy through her panties.
Then he felt Sarah tugging at his tights and she slid them down his legs
and with them went his slip.
She also squiggled her own slip down.
She pulled him closer and their legs intertwined. The feel of his legs rubbing
against her stocking made his little cock grow very hard.
Sarah leaned forward and gave him a peck on the lips.
"This is so deliciously naughty," she said. "Are you OK with it?"
"Oh yes Auntie," he gasped. "You feel wonderful."
With that she kissed him again but this time properly, their lipsticked lips
mashing together and for the first time Ian experienced a french kiss as her
 tongue forced its way past his lips and into his mouth.
"Oh you are a gorgeous girl," Sarah murmured. "However you have a rather
prominent bulge in your panties which is very unladylike. It is rubbing against
 me and making me all wet, you feel."
She took his hand and placed it on the front of her panties which were
indeed wet.
As they kissed again she held his hand there encouraging him to rub her
through the thin nylon.
Their passion was growing and his cock was almost at bursting point.
Eventually Sarah pulled away from him and squirmed down the bed, pulled his
panties aside and took his cock in her mouth.
Ian gasped.
"This is what we girls do for our men," she said.
Then she went back to sucking his cock which of course didn't last long before
it shot its load into her willing mouth.
When she had sucked the last drop from him she came back up the bed and
kissed him. The kiss was very cummy and Ian soon had a load of his own cum
in his mouth which he had to swallow.
They lay together for a while just gently holding and touching each other.
Then Sarah said, "David will be home soon. I think you had better go and have
a shower and then get dressed."
"What in my boy things?" Ian asked.
"That is up to you Ian but I think that your Uncle would like to see you
dressed as a girl."
Ian went and showered and as he did so he wondered whether he really
could appear before his Uncle as a girl and whether he wanted to.
However, once out of the shower and dried, looking at the clothes on his bed
he knew it would be impossible not to wear them.
So dressed again in his white undies but now with the pink top on with the
blue skirt, Ian came down to find Sarah in the kitchen preparing tea. "My,"
she commented, "we are looking girly? Do you want me to redo your makeup
and hair before David gets back?"
Ian blushed as he said he did.
Sarah came over and gave him a hug. "See I knew you were a girl. Any girl wants
to look her best for men and that's what you naturally want."
Sarah took Ian upstairs and sat him down again and redid the eyeshadow, mascara
and lipstick and brushed out his hair. "You look lovely," she said when she had
finished, which of course was followed by yet more photos.
As she put the camera away and took another long look at the teenage girl, Sarah
paused and looked puzzled. "You know looking at you like that I can't carry on
calling you Ian can I? What are we going to call you? We need to think of a nice
girl's name. Do you have any suggestions?"
The two of them batted a few names back and forth before Ian finally said,
"I like the name Stephanie,There is a very nice girl at school called
Stephanie and I think I'd like to be a bit like her."
"Stephanie it is then. Now come on you can help me get dinner ready."
The two of them went down to the kitchen and worked happily together.
Stephanie was happy in what she was doing but only too aware of what she
was wearing. Every movement seemed to remind her of the nylon that covered
so much of her young body.
She was taken unawares when the kitchen door opened and David came in.
He took in the scene and quickly understood what was going on.
"So who is this pretty young lady," he asked.
Stephanie blushed and Sarah said "this is our niece Stephanie."
David came forward and wrapped the young girl in a strong embrace,
"you look wonderful. I am so proud of you."
Stephanie felt she would burst so pleased and excited was she.
The three of them sat and ate their evening meal and during it Sarah told
David about their afternoon adventures and even about the cuddling in
bed and her sucking Stephanie's little cockette and sharing the cum with her.
Stephanie was so embarrassed but David seemed delighted.
"So you have already been out for a walk dressed as a girl. Well that's great
perhaps you and I can go for a walk this evening?"
Stephanie was still a little hesitant but allowed herself to be persuaded,
though really deep down she did want to go.
It was decided that she and David would go in the car down to the sea front
and have a walk there.
As they drove David chatted easily with her telling her how pretty she looked
and how nice it was to see her being her real self.
"Sarah and I were talking about you last night," he explained. "Sarah was
convinced that you had real feminine traits in you just bursting to get out and
she was certainly right. You look great as a girl and in a sense you seem
more natural and at ease as Stephanie."
Stephanie purred at the compliments and as they walked along the sea front
David asked her about her life and her friends at school.
Stephanie explained that she didn't really have too many friends and had never
been out with a girl.
"But I do have a good friend in Ben," she said. "He is very different from me in
that he likes sport and he's big and strong. I can't see what he likes in me.
Sometimes he defends me when some of the others are being bullies to me."
"Hmm," David relied thoughtfully."That is interesting. What do you think Ben
would say if he could see you now?"
Stephanie gasped, "I should think he would hate me."
"Really" enquired David. "I wonder if he would. After all he has looked after
you so there is something in him that makes him want to protect you.
Perhaps he would feel that even more if he saw you as a young girl rather
than a young boy."
Stephanie went quiet and for a while they walked along not saying anything
as she began to process what David had said and what was happening to her.
As they walked somehow their hands connected and she found herself
walking hand in hand with her Uncle and it seemed nice. She felt protected,
just as she often did with Ben.
After a while she tentatively asked, "do you really think Ben would still be my
 friend if he saw me like this?"
David smiled at her, "I can't say what he would do but if he has put himself on
the line for you before then I think he would do it again and I have to say I
think any boy would be willing to stand up for a pretty girl like you. So even
though you have not had a girlfriend you could end up with a boyfriend. How
would you feel about that?"
Stephanie blushed more than she had blushed all day. This wasn't the first
time today that the idea of being with Ben while she was dressed had occurred
to her and for some reason the idea didn't appal her.
Very sheepishly and with her eyes cast down to the pavement she whispered,
"I think I might like that."
David laughed, "I had a feeling you might Stephanie and I think that is great.
Sarah was so right about you that you are really a girl in a boy's guise and
I'm pleased that we are helping you to blossom out as the girl you are.
Come on let's go back to the car and go for a drive."
They wandered back to the car and David drove out of town.
After a long pause he asked, "so are you going to let Ben know what has
been going on?"
"I don't know," Stephanie replied. "Part of me wants to but I don't know
how to and I'm afraid he won't want anything to do with me if he finds out."
"But if he never finds out surely that will be worse won't it. Then you will
never know. Look why don't you send him an email tonight with one of the
photos Sarah has taken attached. Then you can see how the land lies. I'm
sure it will be fine and your knight in shining armour will come through for
you." As he finished he laid a sympathetic hand on her leg.
It felt nice and Stephanie briefly rested her hand on his arm.
Encouraged by that David began to stroke her leg and she thrilled to the
touch of a man's hand on her leg.
David pulled the car off the road into a car park overlooking the sea.
There were a few other cars there but they were widely spaced.
He switched off the engine and turned to his niece still with his hand on
her leg.
"That feels so nice Stephanie," he sighed. "Do you like me doing that?"
"Oh yes Uncle David. It's sending goose bumps up and down my back."
David moved closer to her and drew her to him and kissed her.
Stephanie was slightly alarmed by this turn of events but as David's tongue
slid over her lipsticked lips into her mouth she began to enjoy it and then
as his hand slid up her leg under her skirt her little cockette told her she
 was really enjoying it.
His skin was rough on hers and his arms were strong but that had an effect
on her that surprised her because she felt even more feminine than ever.
By now his hand had found her decidedly non-feminine part and
he was massaging it.
David pulled away from her' lifted her skirt and pulled the front of her
tights and panties down and then took her little cockette in is mouth.
This seemed to be happening a lot today but she was not complaining.
She watched mesmerised as this man's head went up and down on her
cockette until inevitably she shot her load. He continued to lick her gently
until he could ease her cockette back into her panties.
Then he turned to kiss her again and as he did so he took her hand and
laid it on the front of his trousers. His cock was hard.
"I think it only fair that your return the compliment Stephanie," he whispered.
Now this was getting into scary territory but Stephanie found herself
unbuttoning his trousers and easing the zip down. She moved the fabric
aside and could see the huge bulge in his pants. She began to tug at them
and he lifted his hips so that trousers and pants slid down his hairy legs.
His cock stood up stiff and proud – this was a real man!
Stephanie reached out and took his cock in her hand. It seemed so big
and hard.
She looked at him for a moment as if asking him not to make her do this
and yet something in her was driving her on.
As she sat there holding his cock she realised that she wanted to suck it.
She wanted to see what it felt like in her mouth. She wanted to taste his
cum and even more she wanted to please this man.
She took a quick look round the car but no one was near enough to see
what was going on and so slowly she leant forward and slid her mouth
round his cock.
It certainly didn't gross her out, indeed as she began to suck and lick it
she realised it was quite a pleasurable experience and from the moans
coming from David he was enjoying it too.
That was evidenced fairly shortly after when she received several spurts
of cum into her mouth.
Yes she thought as she licked round his cock to clean it, I could get used to this.
"Did you enjoy that," David asked as he zipped himself up.
"Oh yes I did," Stephanie replied.
David started the car and pulled out of the car park to head home.
"I suppose we will have to keep this our secret," Stephanie said.
"Not at all," was the reply. "I don't have secrets from Sarah. Besides she
sucked you off and got you to rub her cunt so why shouldn't I suck you
off and get you to reciprocate?"
It seemed to make sense to Stephanie.
She sat there amazed at all that had happened in one day and smiling
with pleasure that it had.
David broke her reverie by asking, "so are you going to let Ben know?"
"Yes," she replied with conviction. "When I get back I'll get a photo from
Sarah and send him an email."
When they got back Sarah wanted to hear all that had gone on and seemed
genuinely pleased to hear that Stephanie had sucked David's cock.
"That's not all," David continued, "tonight she is going email her friend Ben
and tell him about what has been happening."
"I'm so proud of you Stephanie," Sarah purred. "You have come such a
long way in one day. I'm sure you will be so happy being Stephanie."
Stephanie went up into her room, got out her laptop, she waited to check
her emails to give Sarah time to send her some photos to chose which one
to send to Ben.
When she did get into her mailbox she found an email from Ben. It simply said,
 "I hope you are OK. I miss having you around."
She opened up the reply box and began to write, "Ben nice to hear from you.
Yes missing you too. I am OK in fact I am more than OK. It is proving to be a
different kind of summer." She went on to explain the remark from Sarah and
how that thought had got under her skin. She explained about trying on Sarah's
clothes and then getting some of her own.
She ended up, "so here I am sitting at my laptop wearing girl's clothes with
make up on and having been out for a walk like this with my Uncle. I feel like today
is the first day of a new life for me and I hope you can accept that and that it
won't spoil our friendship. I'm attaching a photo so you can see what I look like.
Please get back to me and let me know what you think, Stephanie (Ian)."
She read the message through and then again and then again. Could she
really send it? Her finger paused and then she pressed send. The deed was done.
She sat and waited her tummy turning over and over.
The suddenly there it was an email from Ben.