FELIX becomes FELICITY
Chapter 2
My Mum and Sister went downstairs and I had a moment to myself looking in the mirror. I didn’t recognise me in the reflection I saw a teenage girl, a very attractive teenage girl!
I joined my Mum and sister downstairs. I was becoming better on the heels
“Mum I have to reiterate that this all ends in 6 weeks time right?”, “Of course sweet that’s what Dave said and I’m so sorry but very proud of how you’ve dealt with this.” She touched my hand. “And we can register at the hospital for my Gynocamastia?”, “Absolutely Felicity”. “Mum you don’t need to call me that when there’s just us here!”.
Dave walked in looking smarter than I had seen him before in a black suit and tie, clean shaven. I guess I could see why my mum fancied him, Crazy thought “Well ladies I have to compliment you all on your beauty, my daughters are growing into real women now. You look so pretty felicity in that frilly little dress” he said smirking and looking directly at me. I cringed, your not married yet I thought gritting my teeth. But sure he would become my father. The thought filled me with fear, and I hoped I would not be living at home at that stage!
My mum had given me and my sister little cardigans to wear until we got to the restaurant and we sat in the back of the car looking at each other strangely! Was my sister jealous of me? I couldn’t imagine that. Id suddenly gone from little brother to big glamorous sister. I gave her hand a squeeze, she smiled.
Getting out of the car and walking to the restaurant was so daunting my heart was racing, I felt nauseous! Dave held the car door for me, I glowered at him, he smiled, clearly containing his laughter. The sound of our heels clicking on the pavement seemed monstrously loud and outside diners turned as I guess they would normally to look who was arriving. I felt so awful and coloured up.
As we approached the restaurant door Dave opened it and said “Girls you first” and we were ushered into the busy restaurant. He followed with my Mum on his arm. She looked so beautiful and kind of proud.
A young Italian waiter greeted us, Ladies you look lovely tonight. We followed him to our table it felt that all eyes were on us. A few smiles from older ladies and lecherous glances from young men! Id made it so far it seemed without being detected as a boy! But this didn’t surprise me I had a beautiful pair of breasts joggling in front of me! We had to be the most glamorous table in the restaurant. I went to sit but another young waiter meld my chair and helped me. His eyes not looking at my face but at my top. Bastard I thought.
David sat opposite me and had a smirk all the way through the first courses. The waiters were crazily attentive, more towards me than Jasmine! I was desperate for the toilet but didn’t want to go to the “Ladies room” but I had no choice!. I excused myself and stood up David smirked at me with his sneering eyes, it almost felt like he was undressing me. I crossed the restaurant as best I could which wasn’t perfect but ok, passable? And entered the door marked Ladies, it was empty I sighed a big relief! I went into the cubicle and tried to extract my penis from the lace and elastic. as I was finishing I heard two ladies come in chattering, oh no. I could wait but Id been too long already. I flushed and opened the cubicle the two ladies, in their mid twenty’s id say, turned and smiled. “That’s a gorgeous dress on you dear”, “Thank you” I said in a soft voice, as highly pitched as I could, I must have sounded stupid. I washed my hands and left them. Again the long walk all eyes peering at me to the table.
During our last course a greying man came up to the table “David! So this is the family?” it was one of his new work mates, in fact we found out later his boss. David was a bit surprised but quickly seemed to relish giving the introductions, “This is my wife to be Carol and her two daughters Felicity and Jasmine”, The gentleman looked across at me and Jasmine, “They are such beauties like their mother” he bowed and kissesd my Mums hand,. Two boys appeared behind him, I guessed one was about my age and one was Jasmines age. Jasmine blushed as did I . “These are my sons, Bradley and Thomas,. Your girls will be at the same school next term no doubt?” David chipped in “ye..yes..yes that’s correct”, he looked directly at me in a smirking way.
The boys too looked nervous but said “High see you at school girls”. we smiled and said “ok”. By this point I was feeling totally awful! And dizzy. I later found out I had feinted and was carried out of the restaurant. Apparently my sister told me that they’d made an excuse that I was at a difficult time of the month.
The implications of that chance meeting hadn’t hit me yet and whether David already had different plans I never knew.
When I woke up that night I found they had, or someone had dressed me in one of my Mums silk night gowns. I looked across at the wig sitting on a polystyrene head. I laid there exhausted and cried. The night dress felt kind of comfortable and I could smell my mum on it. I was swelling in the new little knickers I was wearing and I slowly masturbated, I felt great for a while then fell asleep.
My mum woke me the next morning. She had been out earlier “to get more normal day clothes” she said. Phew at last I thought. But my optimism was short lived. Most of the bags were pink so I sensed this wasn’t just a bad dream.
“Put your wig on quickly before David sees you!” my mum scalded me. “What…” whatever I thought.
My mum pulled out a multi pack of three bras, white, pink and lemon, again padded but with minimal lace on them, a relief of sorts I thought. But still “my own” bras!
They had a multi pack of matching knickers/shorts, again minimally decorated, probably more appropriate for a girl of 15 than my mums lingerie I had worn the previous day.
“David has banned trousers or jeans for all us girls so I couldn’t get you jeans sweet, I’m sorry” , “Banned!!” I shouted “What the…” , “shhhhh sweet, just see this through for me Felicity”, good grief I thought.