Dottie’s Dare - A Jaci and Dottie story

Dotte sat in the small security office of the local mall with her head down, wondering how things got this far out of hand.

It had all started that morning, when Dottie’s sister Jaci was trying to use her “manly man” voice, and Dottie decided it would be fun to show Jaci what she sounded like.

So when Jaci said “I’m a manly man”, Dottie crouched down putting her hands between her feet and said “Ribbit, Ribbit, you sound like a frog!”

Unfortunately, as she was trying to straighten up again, Tante Drea came around the corner and saw her, and shouted “Dottie! If you have to go, go in the bathroom!”

That made Jaci fall over laughing, and Dottie flushed with embarrassment.

So not long after, Dottie went to her room, and got out the grubby jeans and t-shirt she wore when she was doing stuff around the garden, and added to it a bulky sweater that might hide her growing breasts. She then put on a pair of plain sneakers, and tucked her hair under a cap before deciding she looked boyish enough, and stepped out to find Jaci.

Jaci did a double-take at her appearance, and said, “What are you doing?”

“I have a dare for you. You keep saying you’re a boy, and I’m a girl. Well, let’s find out who is more of a boy. Get your most boyish clothes on, and come with me to the mall. Then whichever one of us gets outed as a girl first loses. Will you take my dare?”

“Oh,..... you are so on!” Jaci said, and ran to her room to find something boyish to wear.

So a short time later the two girls walked into the mall, and went to a clothing store. They went to the boy’s department, and found a saleslady, and Dottie tried out her most boyish voice in saying “Looking for some new pants, can you help me?”

“Yeah, me too.” Jaci added.

“Oh are you two girls shopping for your brother or something?” the saleslady asked.

“Girls? I’m a boy.” Dottie said.

“Me too.” Jaci added.

“Sure you are, and I’m the queen of England. Now do you want some clothes for your brother or not?”

Dottie couldn’t hold it together any longer, and fled the store, with Jaci on her heels.

“Well, I guess I win.” Jaci said.

“What? She said you were a girl too. She saw us both as girls, so I guess that’s a tie.”

“So what now?”

“We try again. Let’s use the boys washroom, that will surely show which of us is more the girl.”

Jaci nodded, and followed Dottie to the washrooms, but just as Dottie was about to go into the boy’s washroom, a man stepped out, and did a double-take.

“Excuse me.” Dottie mumbled, trying to get past the man.

“Where do you think you’re going missy? The girls bathroom is over there.” The man said.

“But I’m a boy!” Dottie exclaimed.

Before the man could respond to this, Jaci said, “Girls today, what can you do with them? Excuse me, this real boy needs to pee.”

The man looked at Jaci and said, “I don’t know what you two girls are playing at, but you cant go snooping in the boys bathroom. Now, take off, both of you, before I call security.”

“But I’m really a boy!” Wailed Jaci, forgetting to try and use her “manly” voice.

“Me too!” Dottie said desperately.

“Okay, that does it.” The man hit a blue button on the side of the wall, and before either girl knew what was going on they were being dragged into the security office, to wait for Tante to come pick them up, which is when Dottie slumped in her chair and tried to figure out what went wrong.

Eventually, Tante Drea came, and both girls got a stern talking to, and knew they’d have another when they got home, which indeed happened.

“You’re lucky they didn’t decide to ban the both of you! Whatever made you girls try this?” Drea asked in exasperation.

“Jaci keeps saying she’s a boy, and I’m a girl, when I know I’m just a boy who had to become a girl to get away from what happened to him.” Dottie sniffled as she replied, “And so I was gonna show her that she cant pass for a boy, and I can.”

“And did you .... pass for a boy?”

“Nnnooo....”

“How about you, Jaci, did anyone think you were a boy?”

Jaci said nothing, but shook her head sadly.

“Look, both of you. Being the type of girl you both are is hard, and sometimes, you’re going to struggle, and start believing that you are some kind of fake. Believe me, I’ve been there too. But I can tell you both, unequivocally, that you are both girls. Your mannerisms, your bodies, your voices, all say to the world quite loudly that you are girls, without any doubts, just like I am.”

“Tante? you’ve kinda hinted you were like us. Will you tell us your story?” Dottie pleaded.

“Maybe soon, I will. But first, I have to think of a good punishment for the both of you.”

Dottie’s face fell, and Jaci looked at her shoes.

“This is another fine mess you’ve got me into.” Dottie said to her sister.

“Say what?”

End