It was the last day of the school year, and I was more anxious for the day to end than anyone else.

I was sitting in my last class excited about the prospect of having the house to myself over the weekend. See I have a secret. I like to wear girls clothes. In fact, as I sat there waiting for the final bell, I was wearing panties and a pair of girls sneakers that I had decided to wear just to see if anyone would notice. Nobody did, or at least they didn't say so. Five minutes before then and of class our teacher stopped the video we were watching so that we could get ready to go.

"Hey Dev, you coming to movie night tomorrow night?"

"What?" I replied as my thoughts of a girlie weekend were interrupted.

"Movie night? You're coming right?"

"I dunno Allie. I kinda had plans"

Just as she was about to reply the bell rang. I picked up my backpack and started to leave. "I'll call you if I decide to come."
Everyone practically ran for their buses. I managed to get a seat to myself and spend the ride planning my weekend. As I approached the house I notice the only car in the driveway was my 1990 Honda CRX.
As soon as I got home I stripped off my boy clothes, and took a long loot at myself in my full length mirror. Staring back at me was not the girl I so desperately wanted to be, but a boy. A 6ft tall string bean of a boy in panties. My only feminine feature was my thick shoulder length hair.

Determined not to let myself get depressed, I headed into my parents room. My mother was pretty tall for a woman. Standing at 5'9" and being a bit on the heavy side meant her clothes fit me pretty well. Unfortunately they were almost all "mom clothes." I managed to find a denim skirt and pink babydoll top, and quickly grabbed a bra from one of her drawers.
Once I was back in my room, I put the bra on and stuffed it with a pair of socks. After putting on the skirt and top, I found the pink lipstick and matching nail polish I kept hidden in my sock drawer. I sat down at my desk and fired up my computer. I put on my "girlie" playlist and set to work on painting both my finger and toenails a delicious shade of candy pink. After my nails dried I put on a pair of socks and my girlie sneakers. All of my socks are girls socks as most people cant tell the difference, but to me they look and feel wonderfully different.

Looking around the room for something to do, my gaze settled on my bunk bed. I had the metal kind with a full mattress on the bottom, and the twin size on top that had been converted into a shelf. It didn't take long staring at its black metal framework for an idea to form. I decided to indulge in my other secret pastime. I retrieved another pair of socks from my drawer and a pair of black leather cuffs and some rope from under my bed. I laid down on the bed and used the rope to tie my ankles to the foot of my bed where the support posts meet the top bunk. I put the leather cuffs on my wrists and attached the left one to the clip end of a leash that was tied to the head of the bed in the same manner as my ankles. I used my other hand to arrange some pillows to support my head and stuff the socks in my mouth before attaching it to the clip of another leash tied to the opposite corner leaving me practically hanging spread eagle from the top bunk. I hung there for about half an hour before I got bored, but I quickly found that I couldn't reach the release on the leash clips. I struggled for about ten minutes before I gave up, and it didnt take me long to fall asleep. I was startled awake by a loud clash of thunder, sunshine state my ass.

The room was nearly pitch black with the only light coming from my alarm clock. As I regained awareness of my situation, I realized I was in a decent amount of pain. I spit the socks out and renewed my struggle for freedom. Just when I was about to give up hope, I managed to painfully twist my hand around and barely get the clip open. After releasing my wrists, I scrambled to the foot of my bed, untied my ankles, and jumped to my feet. That was a bad idea. The pain as the blood returned to my feet caused me to fall and I crawled the rest of the way to my light switch. In the light I could clearly see the rope marks in my socks. I quickly pulled my shoes and socks off to reveal that my feet had turned purple. Once the feeling in my feet returned, I changed into a pair of my mom's flair leg jeans, and one of my t-shirts sans bra. I ordered a pizza and watched movies the rest of the night before donning one of my mother's nighties and curling up with my teddy bear.

The next morning I woke well rested. A glance at my ankles revealed that my rope marks were still rather deep, though they felt much better. I grabbed a slice of cold pizza and checked my email. Most of it was spam. One was actually from Allie asking about movie night tonight. Well, we call it movie night. Its really more of a get together where we eat while we play video games and talk about anime. Eventually we usually end up watching something, but its rarely a movie.

I spent the rest of the morning online chatting and shopping for girls clothes, until I got hungry. I threw on a t-shirt and jeans and headed out for tacos. It wasn't until I was half way there that I realized I was wearing my mom's jeans from last night. I decided to risk it and headed on to my favorite place, Taco Bell. It wasn't crowded so I decided to eat in. Nobody noticed my pants and I forgot that I was wearing them. When I was finished eating I headed off to Wal Mart to get some groceries so I could eat the rest of the weekend. On my way past the women's section I couldn't help but go look at this cute dress that had caught my eye. I realized what I was doing after a quick moment, and hurried off to get my groceries.

After putting my groceries away, I checked my email, and there was another message from allies. She was certainly being persistent. I thought about my options for the evening and getting stuck tied to my bed again wasn't so appealing, so I decided to go to movie night. Since I was online I decided to play a few rounds of counter strike which caused me to lose track of time. When I finally looked at the clock, I was running late. I grabbed a scrunchy off my desk and put my hair up in a high ponytail. What I failed to realize was that I grabbed the pink one instead of my usual black. I went to grab my girly white and blue sneakers, but accidentally grabbed the matching white and pink ones without noticing. I ran out to my car and when I started it I was assaulted with ninety decibels of Aqua's Happy Boys and Girls. Once I recovered from my mild pop-induced heart attack, I quickly drove to Allie's imagining I was Mako Sato from the Initial D anime. It wasn't until I was getting out of my car in Allie's driveway that I realized I was still wearing my mom's jeans and had put on my white and pink sneakers. I wasn't worried about the jeans, but surely someone would notice the pink in my shoes. I was just about to get back in my car when Allie came bounding out of her house, her pigtails bobbing up and down behind her.

"Devin!" she yelled as she closed the distance wrapping me in a firm hug.

"Uh, what was that for?" Allie wasn't usually the hugging type.

"I'm just really glad you came," she replied as she shyly backed away.

"I wasn't going to, but who could resist free Pocky?" I jokingly replied as we walked inside.

Allie was acting really weird, even for Allie, which is hard to believe. She was one of those crazy anime girls, you know the type. Hyper with a strange sense of whats cool or fashionable, with and extreme case of ADHD. Sometimes known to mimic a cat when presented with a shiny or jingly object. Tonight she had really gone all out. She was wearing a Japanese school uniform she managed to get off the internet with a pair of mary janes and white lace trimmed ankle socks. Her long brown hair was pulled up into pigtails held in place with red ribbon and her head was topped with cat ears. Finishing her ensemble were her usual black plastic rimmed glasses, and an over sized cat collar complete with a bell that was both shiny and jingly. She really was a 5'6" picture of anime cuteness.

The house was decorated with Chinese lanterns and Jimmy and Mark were playing Gran Turismo.

"Who's winning?" I asked.

"Oh hey Dev," Mark replied.

"I'm beating the pants off of him," Jimmy put in. "I hope you brought your A-game"

"Jimmy I could do a lap backwards and still beat you," I said.

"Who wants pizza rolls?" Allie sang as she carried a huge tray of them into the living room.

"Itadakimasu!" I shouted in my best cute anime voice before inhaling quite a few of the delicious pizza filled snacks. "So who else is coming?" I asked between mouth-fulls.

"Sarah and Val should be coming," Allie answered.

Just then the doorbell rang, and Allie let Sarah and Valerie in.

"I've got Ramune!" announced Sarah as she held up a couple of six packs of the delicious Japanese soda.

I grabbed a ramune and plopped down on the couch as Allie got the movie ready. We were watching Cowboy Bebop. Allie turned off the lights and started the movie. I was surprised when she sat down very close to me on the couch and still more surprised when she laid her head on my shoulder. I was really confused., Allie was never this affectionate, ,and even though I had never thought of her romantically, I really enjoyed being this close to her.

"I'm really glad you came," she whispered into my ear as she stroked my ponytail.

"Me too."

"I really like your shoes."

"Uh, thanks." Great, she noticed my shoes.

She just giggled and snuck a quick peck on my cheek. Its a good thing the lights were off. I was blushing so bad I'm surprised I didn't start glowing.

When the movie was over we said our goodbyes and I gave Jimmy a ride home. Luckily I remembered to change CDs before we were assaulted with the sounds of Aqua, and I put on my Cowboy Bebop soundtrack. As a band nerd it was no secret that I like jazz. Not that smooth jazz they play in grocery stores, but big band, swing, and dixieland. My love of girlie pop music was a secret however, and I managed to keep it that way.

When I got home I checked my ankles, and my rope marks looked much better. I put on my Rat Pack playlist and changed into the nightie from the night before. After that I put my bondage stuff away and went to bed. Cuddled up with my teddy bear, I drifted off to the sweet sounds of Frank, Dean, and Sammy.

To be continued...

This is the first story I've ever posted anywhere. Its partially based on things that've actually happened to me. Feedback is appreciated thanks.
-Cassie