The end of the summer term, what a week it’s been and so confusing. Chas and I have been fucking like the proverbial rabbits all week since the experiment. The 2nd experiment, although it worked was disastrous, from my sister finding out, to getting stuck in the device, to having to sit to pee and none of my trousers fitting me. Yes, I had to borrow Claire’s old school trousers. Ok, they fitted better but they were still tight, and it wasn’t till Thursday that Chas pointed out to me that I had VPL. Well I had to wear panties because my underpants showed too much.
I was starting to wonder why I came up with the masturbating device. If I’d known what I know now, I wouldn’t have done it, although the sex has been great, and Chas has a fantastic cock. Hmm, I’m confused, I’ve never even considered sex with a guy before. That was the idea of the device, hands free masturbation, no need to complicate matters. But Chas had to complicate matters and that led to me wearing my sisters panties and skirt which led to sex, extremely good sex, with my best mate and in turn, that led to me being caught by Claire, which led to a couple of hours of passion with Chas, which led to…………………….. Oh wait, you don’t know do you.
Well Sunday night was the device; Monday was the incident with Claire and then Mum coming home whilst we were kissing and cuddling. Oh man.
“I’m home kids.” Oh shit, my mum.
I jumped up, headless chicken springs to mind, what was I thinking? I hurriedly pulled the t-shirt and knickers back on. I dashed out to Claire’s room..
“Claire, slow down,” Mum yelled, what were you doing in your brother’s room? She was behind me, I was stood with my hand on the handle of Claire’s room when Claire opened the door, I didn’t let go and the momentum pulled me in and I landed on my sister in a heap on the floor.
“What the?” Mum looked at me, then Claire, then she turned white and I turned red, Claire just started pissing herself, which started me off, then mum turned red.
“Get up you two.” She looked confused rather than angry, but that didn’t comfort me at all, we hadn’t explained anything yet.
“So, I take it the twins act is your idea Claire, why would you do that to your brother?”
“It was my fault mum, Claire isn’t to blame, I was experimenting.” I got out, hoping to keep my sister out of trouble.
Mum looked closer at me, “sort your make-up out, you look like you’ve just had sex.”
That started us off again, then when Chas came out of my room, well that was it, we lost it completely. Now my mum loves a good joke, but I don’t think this is gonna go down well and I really can’t think of anything else to tell her.
Ok, she’s obviously had sex, in fact, even though they try to keep it quiet, I’ve heard mum and dad in the bedroom occasionally, yeah gross. They’re not even that old really Mum’s 34 and dad’s 38 so still very active. Anyway, enough about that.
I’m 16 and Claire is almost 19, we’re pretty much the same height and body size, except she’s got c-cup tits and a slightly larger hip and arse region. Well girls do have wider hips. I obviously know her cup size by going through her clothes. Anyway, the point is we’ve bath had “The Talk” you know, birds and bees, that kind of thing.
When I got to 16, I was shocked when they both sat me down and calmly and confidently went through it with me. “Now you’re 16 you can legally have sex, make sure you use a condom, whoever you have sex with and always make sure they’re legal age too. If you want to experiment with guys, then that’s ok too but always make sure you’re safe.” I don’t know where that last sentence came from because I’d never even considered having sex with guys. They would rather me have sex here where they know I’m safe but have never forced the issue, I have had sex with 2 or 3 girls but nothing like the current situation, it was usually quickies after dates or a blowy in the cinema, you know the sort of thing.
“So, do you 3 mind telling me what on earth is going on??”
We looked at each other and I started telling her about my experiment. I didn’t know if I was doing the right thing, but she didn’t seem angry and even chuckled along with the other 2 at times. I told her everything, I mean I didn’t describe the sex with Chas, but I thought I’d try the honest approach. Mum and dad are great parents and so long as we’re not mixed up in anything illegal or dangerous, they tend to let us do our own thing. After all, Claire’s an adult and I’m not far off.
“Hmm, I don’t know what to say, you’ve certainly got yourself in a pickle this time Daniel or should I say Danielle.” Yeah, we’ve had that one, but mum actually kept a straight face, she was dying to laugh, but she held it together somehow. Course dad would be a different matter. I just knew he’d lose it and that was confirmed when he got home later and of course mum joined in with him. I’d never been so embarrassed in from of my parents before.
“Oh Danielle, make us a coffee love please, daddy’s had a busy day today.” Yeah, good one dad, they were still laughing like fuck. Oh well, at least they see the funny side. Thank fuck I have fantastic parents.
“Thanks princess.” He said when I took their drinks in. I sat down with mine too, pulling my skirt down a bit so as not to show my knickers.
“I don’t think you should wear skirts that short out of the house Dani. Young ladies shouldn’t show their knickers to the world.” She was actually being serious. “So, is this this the new you?? Or still experimenting?? Or what??”
“I honestly don’t know mum. Don’t laugh again please but, you know I’m stuck like it for the time being. I’ve learnt my lessons using adhesives on body parts for experimentation. I just don’t know how I feel about everything else. I’m enjoying wearing these clothes, not sure if I’m gay or trans or what, I mean I have had sex with girls, so am I bi?”
“I really couldn’t say kiddo,” said dad, “Only thing I know for absolute certainty is that your mum and I love you and your sister with all our hearts and will support and protect you in any decision you make.”
I was about 5 or 6 the last time I sat on my dad’s knee and cried into his shoulder, I think I surprised him and mum, she came over a hugged us both too.
Next morning, I woke up, I’d wiped the make up off before bed, I was like a panda and not for the first time yesterday. I had a shower in my en suite and went to get dressed in my usual clothes. We have a dress code rather than a strict uniform and it’s black trousers or skirts, shorts or skorts in the summer if we want, white polo or button down shirt or blouse, you know the thing. Black shoes or trainers so long as they’re not fancy ones. Course the girls can’t wear shorts or skirts that are too short, but they can also wear trousers. Boys can’t wear skirts though; well it isn’t specifically mentioned but it’s not healthy for the boy.
So, I pulled my trousers up and they stopped at my enhanced arse, ‘shit’ I thought. I pulled my polo over my head and with my trousers still in position went and knocked on Claire’s door.
She opened the door, mumbled “come in sis.” and toddled off to her en suite. This is three times in two days she’d invited me into her room and the first time for a long time I’d seen her in bra and panties without her yelling “Pervert” at me.
Anyway, sitting down on her bed she looked at me, “what do you want Dani, I need a shower.”
“I’ve put your clothes from yesterday in the wash and I need to borrow some black trousers for school if you’ve got any please.”
She stood up and looked closer. Looked at the size and said “Right, get em off and your pants.”
“Claire!” I complained, then stopped, realising she saw everything last night. Hell, the whole house saw everything last night. I did as I was told and waited for her to sort something out.
She’s got a walk-in wardrobe, real smart it is, I was a bit envious, but she does have tonnes of clothes, I guess.
She came back and handed me a pair of plain cotton panties and some of her old school trousers, they had a side zip, but apparently all of hers do. Anyway, I was grateful for the loan, she suddenly jumped back up and came back with 3 more pairs of panties.
I’d got the trousers done up and they felt tight but bearable, “let’s have a look then, turn round, touch your toes. Ooh, don’t bend over in front of guys. But apart from that you’ll be fine.”
I gave her a hug and kissed her cheek. “Thanks sis, I appreciate it, at least there’s only 4 days left till I’m out of there.”
“So, what you gonna do about the girl thing then? Are you gonna start dressing up regular?”
“I don’t know really, haven’t decided yet,” She took her bra off and went towards the bathroom. ‘I need me some of those’ I thought as I headed back to my bedroom.
She popped her head back out, “I’ll sort my old stuff out later after college, we can go through them and see what fits you, ok? Oh yes, I’ll give you some make-up lessons too, even if you decide to stay as a boy, it’ll come in handy and will impress some girls if you’re dating them and some boys too.”
I met Chas at our usual place, and we walk to school, I was dying to jump on him, but I managed to contain myself although he did cop a crafty feel of my arse when no one was about.
As I said at the start of this chapter, we got to Friday. I had intended to get girlied up and Chas was stopping over. As we got to my place, something felt wrong in my panties. I let us in and went straight to the downstairs toilet. When I pulled everything down, something else fell off too. ‘Fucking shitbags, there goes my night of passion, you could’ve waited one more fucking night.’
I was not a happy boy or girl. ‘Why me, duh.’ I’d been looking forward to this since I got up that morning.
“Can’t you glue it back on?” Chas asked, when I’d told him.
“Not likely, I’ve learnt my lesson there.” I told him. “It’s not the end of the world though is it? I’ve still got enough holes to service your gorgeous cock.” I said rubbing him, but his cock wasn’t responding.
I pushed him down on my bed and took his trousers off, he wasn’t even semi hard, I thought taking him in my mouth would help, it wasn’t working. I took my trousers and pants off and offered him my arse, even that didn’t work.
“I don’t get it man, you’ve been so into me all week and now we’ve got the whole night together, you’re not interested. For fucks sake, have I done something wrong?”
He got up got dressed and sat in his usual chair as I laid half naked on my bed. “Put your clothes back on man, I don’t wanna see that.” He pointed at my cock as he said it.
Well tears welled up and I looked at him, “Just go Chas”, I sniffled.
“I still want to stay the night man, we could do other stuff, like we used to. You’re my best mate. All we’ve done all week is have sex, you’re too into it and I’m not gay, I’ve got nothing against gay people, but I really want women, I can’t do the gay thing. Sorry man.”
“So that’s it then, we’re finished, just like that?” He nodded. “You bastard, you cunt. Get out, fuck off and leave me alone.” He left, I cried my eyes out and that’s how Claire found me.
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I'm really loving the story.
I'm really loving the story. I really hope Danielle can be a woman again downthere either my gluing it back on or having some procedure. I think she is realizing she enjoys being female.
The answer, of course, is
The answer, of course, is something less permanent, double sided tape!
Ooooh!
Well, that was a fine way to end a fun chapter. I liked it!