We returned home and I began to get ready for bed. Aunt Mazzie had me try on several of her old nighties and I picked a pretty pastel green one to wear to bed. As I lay in bed, my aunt sat on the edge and told me that I was so natural as a girl that she thought it was right for me, and I could be a girl all summer. I thanked her, and told her I liked the name Rachel.

As she got up to leave, Aunt Mazzie said, "No work tomorrow – we'll have a relaxing day at the beach.

I thought about going to the beach as a girl and imagined myself in a hot bikini. I couldn't resist masturbating right then and there! I came into a wad of tissues. Now that these sexy clothes were mine, I would make sure I took good care of them.

As I lay there I thought about how most boys would feel really uncomfortable dressing as a girl, but I wasn't like most boys, and this felt very right for me.

The next morning I helped Aunt Mazzie make breakfast. I wouldn't be working outside today, and helping with meals seemed like the right thing for a girl to do. I really loved the way I had grown so close to my aunt, who treated me more like a daughter than a nephew. As we prepared breakfast she gave me more tips on being feminine.

After breakfast Aunt Mazzie said it was time to try on bikinis and see which ones looked best on me. I didn't think my aunt would even own a bikini, but I was thinking more about my size 16 aunt than my size 2 aunt. I knew that she was a real beauty queen when she was younger.

She laid out five different bikinis in different styles and colors on my bed. I was so turned on that I had made a wet spot in my panties, which my aunt noticed. Seeing this, I said, "I'm really sorry about that – I couldn't help it!"

"I know you can't," she replied, "And it just means that you like being a girl. I'll give you some of my panty liners – you should start using them to protect your delicate clothes."

"But come over here," she said, "You need some relief so you won't be showing in the bikini bottoms!"

I walked over to her and she took my little cock in her hand. By now I knew that she enjoyed this as much as I did, and I was feeling pretty confident right now, so I asked, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

Aunt Mazzie surprised me by popping one of her large breasts out of her housecoat and saying, "You can suck my nipple if you like."

I had seen pictures of breasts in girlie magazines, but none as large as hers, and none with such lovely nipples. I sucked her eagerly for a time, and then she took the other breast out and told me to suck that one. As I did, she began to moan and I saw that she had slipped her hand under her housecoat and was fingering herself. I didn't understand exactly what was going on, but I was pretty sure she was masturbating – however women do that. After a couple of minutes of moaning she let out a shout and I knew she had climaxed!

My aunt's eyes were closed as her body shook for nearly a minute. I was afraid she was having a seizure of some sort, but soon she opened her eyes and said, "Thank you!"

"I'm very glad to help, Aunt Mazzie," I said, "If you'll just show me what to do."

"Aren't you a really good girl!" she said, "I think you've earned a special reward!"

I was completely taken off guard when she leaned over and took my little cock in her mouth. It was the most incredible feeling ever as she ran her tongue around the head. That tongue, along with the warm wetness of her mouth was just too much for me and I came in less than a minute.

I was completely speechless! What do you say after something like that except "thanks"? I thanked my aunt and she just told me that we were family and needed to take care of each other.

"I think you'll fit into your bikini better now," she said, and I was ready for it.

My aunt had me try on all five of her old bikinis. Even though I had just cum, my little cock felt wonderful inside the bikini bottoms. After modeling all of them, Aunt Mazzie said the pink one makes me look the most feminine, making my butt look like a girl's butt. "Everyone at the beach will think you're a girl!" she confirmed. My aunt slipped the breast forms into my bikini top. I looked at the edges of the bikini and saw that they didn't show at all, but gave me a nice curve – not very big – just something a well-developed 12 year old girl would have.

Aunt Mazzie explained, "Those are designed to look and feel real, and they're okay to get wet, but you won't want to go into the water, because it will mess up your hair and makeup."

As I looked at myself in the full-length mirror I smiled in agreement.

Aunt Mazzie did my hair and put some makeup on me. It wasn't the full treatment like last night – just some eye shadow, eye liner and lipstick. I looked in the mirror and saw a pretty 12 year girl, not the 12 year old boy I used to be.

When we arrived at the beach it was still early, and there weren't many people there yet. We put our towels down and lay in the sun for a while getting a tan. I lay there soaking up the sunshine, never realizing that I will have tan lines like a girl. After an hour I felt pretty confident and decided to walk the beach a bit, but decided to stay within sight of Aunt Mazzie, just to be safe.

I practiced walking like my Aunt taught me, and the boys started to notice. I had no idea that being a girl could be so much fun! Boys think they are in charge, but it's the girls who are really in control. I smiled at the boys and really loved the way they looked at me – I realized for the first time that I not only passed as a girl – I was really sexy.

Suddenly I heard a familiar voice, "Rachel, is that you?" It was Mark, from the shopping mall yesterday.

Special thanks to my online friend Rachel Quinn for the inspiration for this story and much of the plot.

  To be continued . . .

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    –Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)