Being suddenly allowed the priviledges of a middle aged woman? Especially if his parents would not allow those for their son? Hmmm? I think Mom and Dad may impose some limits to his behavior, contrary to his thinking. Mom may be giving him some serious lessons in the very near future, as well. Then Aunt Lily opened the pit for me to fall in. “Morgan dear, Miss Martin would like to be shown the new range of dresses from Avventura. If you can be ready as and when, mmm, yes?” Note: writing this on mobile so sorry if there is bad formatting. Also not sure if this is the right sub but I thought so, so here it is.

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That's right," my mother said, "but it's not entirely simple. You have to be at least 18 before a doctor will make your penis into a vagina." Oh and how cute she has her training panties on under her plastic panties just to make sure she doesn’t have an accident again I bet. You look formulary too me little girl what is your name." I watch as Nancy kneels down in front of me and looks me in the eyes.Giggling is all I hear. I look up seeing Nancy and her mom giggling at me and staring. "Looks like she is wetting her diaper now or maybe she is pooping her diaper hehehe." They both giggle staring at me. And yes, I have seen it but I don't say 'caught'. Anyone who has a younger brother growing up, isn't usually alien to that time and its always best not to make a deal out of it in any way, shape or form. I'm looking around to make sure I don’t see anyone I know. A woman and her daughter walk up to us. I have my dress pulled up in the front. "Oh how cute, is this her first pair of big girl panties?" The woman says looking at mommy, and staring at my sagging diaper. I start to look at the floor wishing it would swallow me up. Just the thought of the girl I wanted to go out with when we were in the same school seeing me in a dress and diaper. Freaks me out, and now she treats me like a baby, and a baby girl at that too.

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So are you saying I should try out the body padding now, see what its like living as a woman until the summer and have the cosmetic surgery if I want it?" That was unexpected, I thought to myself as they chatted. I kept my eye on the rest of the shop so I didn’t hear anything they talked about.. Yes, she’s wanting to learn all the girl-stuff. Everything – all the firsts. You remember, the first bra, the first dress, the first makeover, the first quality lingerie too. All the things that make it so wonderful to be female.” Okay then," my mother said. "That's why you might want to have Dr. Lipscomb do the cosmetic surgery next summer. You'll be 17 by then. Then you could have over a year of physically living as a woman before you turn 18. I think that would make it easier to get the remaining surgery then." Any one of those things was bad enough, but combined together they were like a nuclear bomb. I told her I didn't know what she meant about the computer. "Maybe Sammy did it. He uses the computer too."

I remember when my mom caught me wearing her dress. My mom had to step out early in the morning, so I figured I had some time to dress up a little bit. I thought I would stay dressed as long as possible, so I wore my long sleeve PJ top over my mom’s long sleeve pink dress. I turn, and notice my reflection in the massive mirror, me squatted down like a baby girl wetting her diaper. My life is so screwed up. I look at my mom staring at me shaking her head.

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So this padding and make-up thing would only be temporary, right?" I asked. "I'd only wear it on the weekends and when I got home from school?" I jumped to my feet and immediately denied her allegations. Purely out of instinct, because she was right and I was deeply ashamed. Yes, I had been wearing my mother's clothes, but I wasn't ready to admit to myself or anyone else that I really wanted to be a woman. Sure, I thought about it. As a matter of fact, I thought about it constantly, but I always wrote it off as some weird fantasy. Fantasies aren't supposed to come true. That's what makes them different than goals and aspirations. I certainly didn't aspire to be a woman. I was happy being a boy. I had a good life as a boy and I certainly wasn't gay. My mother took a puff from her cigarette and inhaled deeply to steady herself. There was an odd look on her face, a mixture of concern, confusion, and love.

And... dates! "Nancy" could finally get to go out on dates! With a handsome man treating me like a lady, holding open doors for me, telling me I'm beautiful, maybe even kissing me... The idea of dating men both repulsed and excited me. It was wrong and went against my nature, but the thought of a man being attentive to me was very alluring. I knew in my heart that I'd never go past first base with a man, but getting there could be fun. What was first base- holding hands? Flirting? Maybe a little kissing? My mom caught me sleeping in one of her nightgowns. She said nothing at the time because I had to get dressed for school. Been a while but a twelve-year-old getting the works seems a bit excessive given his/her age. Hairstyle, okay. But makeup and nails? Maybe mom went overboard in attempting to teach her son a lesson? Embarrass him to the point of him not doing it again?

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I called him into my room the next day to find out why he made this poor decision once again. This is how the conversation went: Darren, I'm trying to be understanding about this so please don't lie. Not now. I know it was you. Or should I say 'Nancy Peterman'? Who is she?" Okay lay on the bench my honey bunny I’ll get that soaked diaper off of you. I lay on the bench. I feel mom slide the plastic panties, and diaper off me. Okay slide those new pink training panties on you sweetie." Ok, well, if you love her, treat her with kindness and use thought. Please don’t be a man whore. I will be disappointed if I spent all this time acting like Mother Teresa around you to find out you are an ultimate whore.” She is going to make me try it on anyway; I guess I can make her happy. Maybe she will not be mean to me anymore. “I guess I will mommy if you want me to.”But you do want to be a woman, Darren. You know it and your father and I know it and we've always known it - all of us have. We've just been in denial all this time. We tried to stop it from happening and that was wrong of us. Look at how unhappy it's making you!" Mom gently placed a finger under my chin and lifted it so that she could look me in the eye. We both had tears in our eyes as she spoke.