Summer with Em - Chapter 5
by Julie D Cole

My immediate reaction was to pick up the gown and cover myself. ‘What do you mean? Em I don’t have a bust, I’m just overweight.’

As I said it I looked down at problem area and they seemed to be getting softer and with my birds eye view they seemed to be sticking out a lot more than even a few days ago. It wasn’t like they were sagging or anything. If I had was in a hundred yards race right now I certainly would have an advantage.

“ Em this is just me. I have to solve this by working hard at the gym and changing my diet. Look at me now. Em I shouldn’t be doing this.”

“Oh Kim what so wrong about it? Anyway I’m sorry but I didn’t mean it quite like that. You know that I wouldn’t deliberately offend you. But since you are my nephew I do care and I’m telling you the truth. Right now, fresh from the shower in that robe you look rather beautiful. You are miles from home and only me knows you around here so why not just enjoy yourself. You might regret missing out on a wonderful experience later if you are successful with your exercise. If I were you I’d make the best of the situation.”

“Em please. You’re making me feel worse. What do you mean anyway”

‘Kim just think about it. So what if you are a little bit top heavy at the moment. Why not embrace it rather than fight it? It’s not a bad thing to have a bust and I’m an expert. Both your mum and I had difficulty at school because we developed early but she dealt with it and she taught me how to deal with it too. Why not let me help you?”

“Em, it’s not the same. You’re a girl or a woman now. I am out of the other drawer. I don’t want boys, or girls for that matter, learing at me or making lewd comments.”

“Sure you don’t but who around here knows you are my nephew and you could dress in a neutral way so that people just accept you as they find. I know you want to deal with it as if you have two great carbuncles that need lancing but it doesn’t work like that. It might just be a phase and I’ve read about lots of boys with this experience through adolescence. How about we find a way for you to just enjoy the experience, for the time being anyway whilst you are here? Is it so bad to have a figure like this?’

‘Em, what exactly do you mean? It feels so strange. Are you saying don’t hide them and dress in a more feminine way? Are you saying that I’m gay?”

“No, I’m not saying anything of the sort but it would be fun for me if you let me change your style and Em you up a bit. I think you would have made a great looking niece and we could have such fun together. I would have liked to have a sister to look after and I always wished your mum would have a girl. I used to nurse you when you were a baby and I remember taking you out to the park in your push chair. You were quite pretty for a boy and lots of people weren’t sure.”

“ Em now I’m embarrassed. I threw a lot of mums photos away. She used to tease me.”

“Well I’ve got lots in my album and I’ve copied a lot to my computer if you’d like to see them?”
I guess I had no choice. Em delighted in showing me the ones where I was at my prettiest and some where I was dressed as a Pixie for Halloween. I’d forgotten that one!!”
“ Em you see my problem. Now it’s even worse since I look like a girl pretending to be a boy. But really I don’t want to turn into a girl and that’s how it feels at the moment. I don’t want to be part girl and part boy … to be the butt of jokes. Why can’t I just be normal like everybody else?’

‘Kim you are like a lot of other boys so what is normal? I’m sure that it’s just a phase of your body development. Anyway why not be positive about it and look at it as a nice thing not a bad thing? Not many guys are gifted with good looks and a slim body like you who end up as models. You could end up rich and famous. Anyway lots of people are fighting to lose weight or have big butts or other problems like beer guts to contend with or big ears or a large nose for example. You have been blessed with a slim body and good looks so why not interpret this that you are a special one?’

‘Oh Em I wish I could think like that but I don’t feel special right now. I feel like some guy who has been punished and has to hide. Maybe somebody put a spell on me. What did I do wrong to be a boy who has boobs?’

‘Ha Ha. You did nothing wrong. We can explore a bit together so I can show you how beautiful you are and how blessed you are. If you trust me then with a bit of Em magic I can let you see how to enjoy the benefits of looking good.’

‘Em, I know you are trying to help but what possible enjoyment can come from this?’

‘Well come on just leave it to me. Since you got off the train I’ve wanted to get my hands on your hair and tidy it up. Do you trust me to trim it and give it a bit more shape? Then maybe you will see yourself as I can see you and if you don’t like it then it’s easy to correct. Come on we aren’t going anywhere this evening so what have you got to lose?”

“Err nothing I suppose but can you cut hair?”

“Come on most women know how to cut and style hair. It comes naturally and I’ve spent enough time in salons or with friends as we tried different looks.” I might even put a few streaks in it to give it a better sheen. Come on let’s do it”

I nervously sat in the chair as if I was about to have a tooth extracted. Em said it looked as if I was sitting in an electric chair and offered to strap me in.

Then she dampened it and set to work. She put a screen across the lower part of the mirror so I couldn’t watch and pull back and wrapped a towel around me so at least she couldn’t see me sticking out from the dressing gown.

I chattered nervously as she worked on me gradually I relaxed and crossed my legs taking the occasional sip of wine. I never really got to know Em properly because she had departed suddenly when I was only 5 years old. It seemed to be a family argument but not with mum.

Em turned the chair to look at me. ‘Mmm. Not bad if I say so myself. I missed my way.”

‘Can I take a look?’

‘No not yet. Let me just tidy your eyebrows a little bit. I promise not too much. Yes that looks better. You look amazing.”

She stepped back and then removed the screen. I looked and for a minute I didn’t recognise myself.

‘See what I mean? Wait a minute let me just give you a hint of lippy.”

“Em. I can’t stay like this. I look like a girl.”

“course you can. At least lets carry on a bit and see if I can amaze you some more. Are you OK so far?”

“I guess so but I have to change back later.”

To be continued……..