Mommy, mommy what am I doing in a hospital
By Princess Pantyboy
Me, Kelly 9-year old boy
Beth 17-year-old big sister
Miley 5 -year-old little sister
“Mommy, mommy what am I doing in a hospital?” I look around seeing a blanket and pillow on the chair next to the bed when I see my mommy walk into my hospital room.
Before mommy even responds she screams and comes over and grabs me off the bed and is hugging and kissing me like she hasn’t seen me in years. Momma hugs me, so tight I feel my long hair falling in my eyes. I brush it away with my hand.
“Oh my god, oh my god my baby has come back to me.” Mommy says while she hugs me so tight I can barely breathe. What the heck is going on? Why is mommy so freaked out? I mean I seen her before I went to school on my skateboard and ummmm. I don’t remember anything until I just woke up here in the hospital.
I wonder what is going on. I feel normal my hands look okay maybe a little skinner probably from skipping breakfast all the time and now I am in the hospital. “I thought you would be gone forever sweetie, god is so awesome to bring you back to me and your sisters.”
“Okay, okay mommy what are you talking about what happen to me? I mean I just seen you this morning and you yelled at me for waking up late and skipping breakfast again.”
Mommy starts to cry again this time putting her hands in front of her face crying hysterically. “Oh know your last memory is of me yelling at you that is so sad if you passed away like all the doctors said was going to happen that would be your last memory of me.”
“What? why would the doctors say I was going to pass away I look exactly the same except maybe I lost a few pounds I do feel smaller like I lost weight.” I look at mommy rubbing her eyes and starting to calm down. “Wait a minute do I have some kind of bad disease and I am going to die in like ten minutes?” Oh, this sucks what happen to me, as mommy isn't responding I start to get very nervous.
I see mommy take tissues out of her purse and wipe her eyes. “No, no sweetie you’re not going to die in ten minute don’t be silly.”
“Okay so I am going to die in a week and they forgot to tell me that a week ago?” Mommy actually starts to laugh at my little joke.
I feel mommy take my hand. “No sweetie you are not going to die anytime soon lord willing that is. I have been praying for you nonstop for the past four months.” I think I stopped breathing trying to figure out what she is talking about. “You see sweetie you were on your skateboard going to school when a car hit you and ummmm that was four months ago.”
“You have been in a coma four just over four months, look how long your hair is now sweetie.” I see mommy turn me towards the wall mirror as I sit up in bed with her sitting next to me. My hair is a lot longer past my shoulders now and it is parted in the middle and still looks like it is all one length. “Do you remember we had a long discussion and I agreed to let you grow your hair long, as long as you take care of it?”
I remember back and yes, I do remember, which makes me feel much more relaxed. “Yes mommy that was last night, or I guess that was over four months ago. I do remember it was not actually a discussion. It was more you yelling and screaming that I needed to get my haircut or you were going to cut all my hair off in my sleep.” I reach up to make sure my hair is all the same length and mommy didn’t start to cut all my hair off and I had some kind of a heart attack and I went into a coma for four months.
“Yes I guess you are right I was very mean then, and I am truly sorry sweetie you can have your hair as long as you want okay sweetie?”
I smile hearing that but for some reason mommy keeps calling me sweetie I wonder what is up with that she used to only call my little sisters that and well actually she also called my older sister that too. I am so sorry sweetie that you only have bad memories, but I will change that for the better I promise. The doctor is coming here any second and she can explain everything in better detail sweetie okay?”
“Umm no mommy it’s not okay what happen to me if it’s not some disease?” I am sorry, I guess I can tell you, a car hit you and everyone thought you were going to die, and I prayed and your sisters prayed so much that you would be okay.” Wow, I don’t know how to respond to that. I mean I am only 9 years-old and I almost didn’t make it to 10 years-old. “But the doctor will have to tell you the rest since I have a hard time understanding all the medical talk.”
Well that is not good I mean I am only 9 years-old last week or I guess four months plus a week ago and now I am going to understand doctor talk better than my mommy does. This is not looking very good.
“Your sisters and I stayed in your hospital room nonstop for the first two weeks. We were taking turns sleeping but with you not having any response at all I told your sisters they had to go back to school. Than we started coming every day after school, than it was once a week and then last night I fell asleep on the chair and I left to go use the ladies room and when I came back you were wide awake and smiling.”
I start to get nervous for not knowing what the heck happen for the past four months besides my hair getting a lot longer and me getting skinnier. I guess that is tough since I was super skinny before the accident anyway. I am guessing it is pretty normal to lose weight and have my hair grow in four months of not moving. That is probably why I not only look skinnier but look like all my muscles are gone too.
“Well it looks like our little one has woken up, that is great. My name is Dr. Hendrix. How are you feeling sweetie?” I am staring at the doctor and she seems pretty nice but something is still off.
I had better answer her or she will probably give me a needle or some kind of medicine. Doctors seem to not know what is going on they just try one thing than if that doesn’t work they try another until something works. At least that is what they did when I had the flu.
“I’m okay I just woke up and seen my mommy and I am trying to figure out why I am in the hospital. Can you tell me Dr. Hendrix?” I stare at the doctor and she looks like she is thinking about something. Probably thinking how to tell me, I have some crazy disease and I am going to die any minute.
The doctor walks over to the end of the bed; she sits on the edge, and takes my hand. “Okay little one I am guessing your mommy hasn’t told you what happen to you. Don’t be mad at her she was instructed to not tell you anything if you woke up from your coma.” Oh no here it comes the bad news I am going to die in like five minutes she is going to say.
“You were in a very bad auto accident while you were riding your skateboard to school.” I see her look down, she is reading from the clipboard she is holding with her free hand. “No one really thought you would ever come out of a coma. You had multiple broken bones when you came here over four months ago including both your legs, both your arms. On your face your nose was broken and had to be re-structured and it is kind of smaller, and more to a point than rounded now according to your mommy.”
I don’t say anything but I do feel mommy sit down on the other side of my bed and takes my other hand smiling softly at me. Mommy looks more like she wants to cry like she is remembering how messed up I was four months ago. I turn and look back at the doctor. “So you are saying that my body is all healed up and back to normal except my nose is a little smaller and pointier. I don’t have any kind of disease?”
“Well yes and no sweetie. No you don’t have any disease, and yes we fixed everything we were able to fix except some of your Ummm injuries were not able to be fixed and had to Ummm be removed so they didn’t affect the rest of your body.”
I lift up both my arms and let go of mommy and the doctor’s hands and look at my hands and fingers. I lift my legs up and move the blanket off of them. “Well my legs look the same I guess maybe a little thinner. My arms and hands both look the same maybe they are thinner too but they work right doctor?”
“Yes sweetie your arms and hands any your legs and toes are normal except they lost a lot of muscle and are much weaker. You will still have full function in all your limbs sweetie you just won't be as strong as some of the kids your age.”
I look closer to my hands and I don’t see anything wrong except I do feel weaker which is way better than having a disease that is going to kill me. “So that’s it I am just weaker now than the other boy's my age miss doctor?” I start to feel more relaxed thinking she has told me the worst. Oh, know this is not good the doctor is looking at my mommy and she is starting to cry softly. I feel mommy take my hand again and give me a gentle squeeze.
“Ummm well no sweetie like I said we couldn’t fix everything and Umm well had to be removed.” I look at her with a question look on my face not knowing what she is talking about I feel good and everything looks the same on me. I see the doctors eyes move towards between my legs. I turn fast and see mommy staring between my legs, I lift the hospital gown up exposing what is between my legs.
I stare and see it is a diaper. “Why do I have a diaper on? Did you remove whatever it is inside me that lets me go potty, is that what is wrong I have to wear a diaper forever now?” I start to cry softly.
“Ummm no sweetie we do expect you to gain control over going to the bathroom. You will have to be potty trained but you should not have to wear diapers after that. You are in diapers now because you were in a coma and your body still has to go potty so you being so small for your age diapers are the best option.”
Well that is a relief thinking to myself. “Okay than ummmm what was so messed up you couldn’t fix and you had to remove it?” Mommy has larger tears pouring down her face but she is still smiling softly while she squeezes my hand.
I watch as the doctor stares into my eyes. “We had to remove your male organs because of the massive damage done to them. We had to do a total scrotum removal including the testes. The penis was so damaged all that was left to do was to re-structure your damaged penis so it could be used as a vagina.”
“What, umm does that mean my, umm removed my male organs mommy.” I turn looking into mommy's eyes watching small tears dripping down her face.
Mommy puts both her hands on my cheeks and looks me in the eyes. “You are going to be okay sweetie you will just have to sit down to go potty from now on. You won't be able to stand to pee because your little penis is gone.”
“It’s gone you mean I have nothing between my legs mommy?” I reach under my hospital gown and pull the diaper off and sure enough my balls and penis are gone and I now have a little slit. I am only 9-years old so I never seen a vagina before so I didn’t know what I was looking at.
Mommy is also staring between my legs. “See sweetie you will be okay, you now have a vagina down between your legs just like mommy and your sisters.” What is she saying just like her and my sisters, they are girl's does that mean, thinking to myself I am a girl too? No way, no way!
“What does that mean you and my sisters are girls. Does that mean I am a girl too mommy? Please no mommy says no mommy please.” I start to cry with both my hands covering my face.
I feel mommy rubbing my shoulders. “I am sorry this happen to you sweetie. Your body is a girl's now but you can be whomever you want to be right doctor?”
“Oh yes sweetie you can be whatever you want. I was a tomboy all the way, up until I started medical school. I never wore dresses or skirts and I kept my hair short.” I look up at the doctor trying to figure out what is happening and what I can do.
I look up at mommy. “Did you tell Miley and Beth that I am now an Ummm? That I have the body of a girl like them?” I look into mommy's eyes praying to god that she didn’t tell them or anyone.
“Oh no sweetie I didn’t tell anyone. The only people that know are Dr. Hendrix and I. All the nurses think you were born a girl that is why you have a pink hospital gown. When your sisters were visiting they asked why you wore a pink one and I told them this is the girl's wing and the boy's wing
I know your mommy has told you that you are small for your size before the accident but since the accident you are much smaller, you are 9-years-old but your body is more the size of a six-year-old sweetie.
“Great so before everyone made fun of me because I was the smallest boy in the school now I am even smaller? This is so messed up, but at least my sisters don’t know I am umm a gir...Ummm I don’t have any boy parts, and mommy you swear you won't them right?”
I stare at mommy waiting for a response. “Of course sweetie I won't tell your sisters but they are going to notice that you’re smaller and much skinner or more petite, I would say was a better word.”
“I know mommy I can't hide being smaller but I can hide being a gir... Ummm not having any boy parts anymore okay mommy?”
Mommy squeezes my hand and moves the long hair out of my eyes as we talk. “Like I said sweetie I won’t tell them anything until you are ready okay?” Mommy says while smiling at me.
“Okay but I maybe not be ever ready I don’t want to be a girl I like or liked being a boy and doing boy stuff like play soccer and baseball and all that stuff I am just smaller.”
Dr. Hendrix takes my other hand again and squeezes it. “Don’t worry sweetie girls can do all that stuff too. I played soccer and baseball when I was a little girl like you.”
“That’s right sweetie you can do anything you want nothing really changes since you’re a girl now.” I hear mommy saying I am a girl like it is no big deal. “Oh doctor will SHE have HER period like other girls when SHE is older?”
Oh that is so messed up mommy called me a ‘she’ and a ‘her’ thinking to myself. I look at mommy than at Dr. Hendrix when she starts responding. “Oh yes SHE will have HER period just like the other girls that will be in HER class or in HER age group.” This is not good both of them are saying ‘girl’ and ‘her’ like it is no big deal. Oh, my god I am really a girl, I am only going to do boy stuff for the rest of my life. I am never going to wear dresses or skirts and no way will I play with dolls or Barbie’s except it does look fun when my little sister was playing Barbie's, thinking to myself while I listen to mommy and Dr. Hendrix.
“Are you okay sweetie.” The doctor says while staring at me. “You look like you are in deep thought.”
I look up at Dr. Hendrix and smile. “Ummm yea I’m as good as I can be waking up and finding out I am a girl now.” I say I am a girl aloud for the first time as both mommy and Dr. Hendrix smile at me but I am ready to cry but I don’t want to act like the little girl I am and look like now.
“You are both saying I can be anything or anyone I want to be but you are both referring to me as a ‘she’ or ‘her’ and you keep calling me ‘sweetie’. Mommy you never called me sweetie before the accident you only called my sisters that.”
Both mommy and the doctor sit up and look at each other. “Okay sweet… I mean Ummm Kelly I will try to be more careful okay sweetie?” I look at her as she says ‘sweetie’ to me again. “I mean okay?” Mommy says while correcting herself.
“So Dr. Hendrix when can SHE go home, SHE says SHE feels fine?” I hear mommy saying totally ignoring my response with them calling me a ‘she’ and ‘her’.
I shake my head while I listen to them talking. “Well we know ‘SHE’ is healthy and I see no reason for her not to be able to go home in the morning.” The doctor says totally ignoring my ‘she and her’ comments, this is going to be a long day.
“Oh that is so great. Did you hear the doctor sweetie you can go home in the morning that is so great?” mommy says while running her fingers through my long hair keeping the hair out of my eyes. “Oh I wish I had a hair tie I always hated your hair falling in your eyes sweetie.”
I turn and see mommy smiling while she is playing with my hair. “Oh I keep an extra one around my wrist Ms. Taylor here you can have mine.” I don’t see the hair tie the doctor gave mommy. “Mommy my hair is fine you don’t have to fix it.”
“Oh sweetie don’t worry this will only take a moment.” I see mommy pull a brush out of her purse as she brushes my hair real quick and puts the hair tie in my hair. “Oh that is much better don’t you think Dr. Hendrix?” I look at mommy smiling.
Dr. Hendrix turns and looks back at me. “Oh yes that does make HER hair look much prettier.” Great now my hair is prettier instead of hansom or some boy term.
“Ummm doctor, Umm can I use the bathroom I need to go potty I think?” I sit up in bed asking Dr. Hendrix.
The doctor moves all the blanket off me and I look down seeing my new vagina on total view as I look up at mommy smiling as she stares between my legs and the doctor is smiling also until I pull my pink hospital gown covering my new privates. “Here ya go sweetie, this is actually one of the things we need to check is that it doesn’t hurt to go potty before you leave the hospital that you can go potty.”
“Oh okay I guess.” I lean over and climb out of the bed standing next to mommy and I see for the first time how much shorter I look. I want to cry but I don’t want them to see me acting like a baby or a toddler like I must look like.
I feel mommy take my hand, we walk into the bathroom. I see in the mirror that my hair is up in a high ponytail and the hair tie is bright pink. I just shake my head not knowing how to respond to looking even more like a really little girl. “Okay sweetie before you sit down on the toilet pull your panties down, oh silly me you don’t have any panties on yet. So just pull your pretty hospital gown up and then sit on the toilet okay sweetie?”
“Mommy I may look the size of a toddler but I am not a baby I still am 9-years-old ya know.” I say but I regret it right away when I see mommy give me a stern look. I am glad Dr. Hendrix is here or I might have got a spanking for talking back to mommy.
I stop talking and do as I am told and I look up and see mommy again staring between my legs and staring at my new vagina. I start to go potty and you can hear it squirting into the toilet. “Oh that feels better mommy.” I start to get up when I hear mommy say stop.
“Stop sweetie being a girl now you have to use a little piece of toilet paper and wipe your new vagina. It is because when you were a boy you just shook your little penis so the last little drops fell off so now you have to finish going potty likes a big girl now okay sweetie.”
I ignore mommy’s comments about her calling me a girl I guess because it is true I am a girl now. I will kid with mommy and act girly and see if she sees I am teasing her. “Yes mommy I want to be a big girl so I will go potty like a good little girl for mommy.”
“That’s a good girl sweetie.” That is so messed up mommy didn’t even get it that I was teasing her as she responded saying I was being a good girl. I shake my head standing up pulling my pink hospital gown over my privates.
I take mommy's hand as we walk back to my bed not realizing I took her hand like I was a small child needing their mommy's help. “Okay hop back up in bed sweetie let mommy help you.” Before I can even react mommy picks me up, and puts me gently down on my bed and straightens my gown and puts the covers back over me.
“Oh one more thing before I leave Ms. Taylor.” I see mommy turn towards the doctor. “Make sure you bring HER some clothes in the morning or SHE will be leaving in her pink hospital gown okay? The clothes she was wearing were ripped to shreds during the accident.”
Mommy and I look at the doctor. “Okay Dr. Hendrix I will bring my little sweetie some new clothes.” Great I had better make sure momma doesn’t get carried away with clothes for me like she buys my sisters whom are both girly girl's in every way especially with their clothes.
“Make sure you don’t bring me some kind of dresses or skirts mommy. Remember we are hiding that I am a girl now, I mean that I am not a boy anymore.”
Mommy puts her hands on her hips, which is never a good sign as she stares down at me. “I know sweetie I will bring you some of your clothes, no dresses this time.” I turn hearing mommy's comments about no dress this time. “Just kidding sweetie relax you get to go home tomorrow I am so happy.”
“Ms. Taylor it might be a good idea for little Kelly to get some rest for her big trip home in the morning so we should leave and let her rest okay?” I hear the doctor saying to mommy as I see them smiling at each other.
Mommy gives me a kiss on the forehead. “You are so right and sweeties make sure you get some rest I will find your old clothes because you won't be able to fit into your regular clothes because of you being smaller now okay sweetie?”
“Yes mommy I am kind of tired and think I will take a nap.” I yawn feeling very relaxed.
The doctor reaches over to the table and picks up a pink diaper. “Do you want to do the honors or I can have the nurses do it since they have been changing her for four months.”
“No I will do it Dr. Hendrix.” I see mommy take the pink diaper. “Thank you so much for bringing my baby back to me doctor.” I see mommy start to tear up as she hugs the doctor.
The doctor leaves, mommy pulls up the blanket and pulls up my hospital gown. I see her staring at my vagina. “Okay sweetie lift your bottom up for momma like a big girl, I mean boy, sorry sweetie.” I do as I am told but she still called me sweetie, I need to act more like a big boy instead of looking and acting like a little girl. I play with my long ponytail as mommy is smiling looking at me for some reason.
“Oh yes that’s a good girl now put your bottom down and I will put a little baby powder on you so you don’t get a rash sweetie.” I feel the cool baby powder and I ignore her saying I am a good girl while she tapes the diaper over me. “Oh sweetie I better put these plastic panties on over the diaper just to make sure if you have an accident you don’t wet through the diaper and wet the bed okay sweetie?”
I look down as she puts my legs through the holes in the pink plastic panties they are so girly with pictures of little princesses all over them. “Do I really need them momma I didn’t have them on when I woke up?” that is so messed up I just realized I called her momma like my little sister calls mommy.
“Yes sweetie we don’t want to take any chances with you wetting the bed so be a good girl, I mean boy and get some rest sweetie.” Mommy finishes putting the super girly plastic panties on me and pulls my pink nightie or hospital gown over me.
The blankets being pulled over me make me feel even more relaxed when momma kisses me on the forehead before she leaves. “Get some rest sweetie I love you and I will be here bright and early to pick you up sweetie. Night, night princess.” What did she call me? Oh, whatever I am so tired, I fall asleep.
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Momma, momma what am I doing in a hospital?
Part 4
By Princess Pantyboy
Me, Kelly 9-year old boy
Beth 17-year-old big sister
Miley 5 -year-old little sister
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I reach out taking the panties from Miley. “Oh but momma wants you to try on this leotard first so she can find out what size you are Kelly.” What she has to be kidding me, I did hear through the door momma did say something about me trying something on. “Here and as soon as you try it on come out and show momma she will be waiting right here outside the dressing room. Do you need help putting it on, you have to be naked to wear one?”
“No I will figure it out I am not a baby you know. I guess I’ll try it on.” I hold the super girly pink leotard in my hands. I put the panties on the bench and I hold the leg holes open and I step into one side than slide my other leg through the other side and I start pulling it on as it stretches. I pull my arm through the straps and I have the little leotard on me. I look in the mirror and oh my god there is no hiding it I am a girl with no bulge between my legs and it kind of goes up me in the front a little bit. I pull it out so it sits flatter against my crotch.
I open the changing room door and I stick my head out and don’t see momma. I turn my head to look the other way I feel someone grab my arm and pull me out in front of the changing rooms. Its Miley and she is taking pictures of me with her cell phone. “Oh don’t you look so pretty in your little pink leotard Kelly.” Miley says while smiling.
“No sense running back in the changing room I already have the pretty pictures of you see.” Miley turns her iPhone so I can see a picture of me wearing the little pink leotard and somehow I am even smiling. “Miley you can't show that to anyone. You have to delete those pictures now please.”
Miley is smiling from ear-to-ear wearing her new pink leotard walking around me wearing the one she tricked me into trying on. “Well brother or I guess I should say little sister since I don’t see your little boy bulge through the leotard you must have been a good girl and pushed it to the back so you look more like a girl right or did you just not want it to stretch the pretty leotard Kelly girl?”
“I just put it on and yea pushed my boy bulge to the back so it fit better.” Miley is believing it as she is staring between my legs.
I play with my long hair nervously. “Do you want me to show everyone this pretty picture of you like Steve from across the street that is the only one you met since we moved here.”
“No please sis you can't show anyone those pictures please.” I say watching Miley smiling from ear-to-ear.
I look down at the floor knowing I am screwed and I have to do what she is leading up too, or the whole world will see me wearing the super girly leotard. “Well then all you have to do if you don’t want me texting this picture to all our relatives and of course too Steve. All you have to do little sister hehehe is tell momma you want to go to dance class with me tomorrow.” I am in shock hearing her, there is no way I am doing that.
“I know you don’t want to wear this but that is your choice. You should have never laughed at me wearing the tiny leotard now I can laugh at you wearing the same one. The only bummer is I thought you would look like a boy wearing a girl's leotard, but you just look like any other little girl wearing it.”
I look down at the floor ashamed for teasing her. “Oh and just so you know this isn't signing up for dance class this is just a free lesson they have to see if you want to sign up for a year but it is more like try outs so everyone doesn’t get in, so really all you have to do is try out for dance.”
“So it is up to you little sister you say no, and I send this text to everyone with a picture of my new little sister smiling wearing her new pink leotard or you tell momma you want to go to tryouts with me the one time.”
I have no choice and I don’t know what to say. I feel so silly and I see a full-size wall mirror with two little girls’ wearing their pink leotards and one of them is smiling Miley and the other is me. Before I can even respond to Miley, momma and Beth walk into the reflection and they are both smiling staring at me up and down.
“Um, um” I try to say. I stare into the large reflection of me wearing the pink leotard and mommy and both my sisters smiling at me as I feel tears starting to roll down my cheeks. I have never been more embarrassed my whole life can't get any worst as I cry so hard I can't even focus.
I cry my eyes out as hard as I can and I start to rub my eyes when I hear some ladies voice. “Oh you poor thing it looks like your daughter had a little accident.” I open my eyes seeing my reflection and sure enough it is not bad enough mommy and my two sisters seeing me in the ultra girly pink leotard but I see pee dripping down my legs and the crotch of the leotard soaked. Just when I thought life couldn’t get any worst it does.
“Oh Beth please get me little Kellies diaper bag and Miley would you find me a new outfit for him, her.”
I am crying totally out of control as Beth puts down the diaper bag next to me. “I can find her some clothes this is the department I work in here let me help. Your name is Miley? I think that outfit might fit your little sister but that is a size too big try this size. What do you think?” I hear Miley talking to the sales lady.
“Excuse me ma'am I can cry this outfit if you want to carry your baby daughter into the lady’s restroom there is a changing table in there for her.”
I look down at myself covered in wet pee and the soaked pink leotard I am wearing. “That would be very kind of you ma'am. Girl's we need to pick more clothes for little Kelly if he, umm she has any more accidents okay?”
Here sweetie let me pick you up but try not to pee anymore till we get to the bathroom okay sweetie?”
“Yes momma I am sorry I can't believe I had another accident. I guess the doctors are right I will have to be re-potty trained momma. I am sorry I am trying to be a big boy.”
Momma looks at me holding my hand as we walk to the bathroom, she leans down and whispers in my ear. “Well sweetie we both know you are not a big boy or any kind of boy anymore so stop it now and be a good little girl. Yes, I know I said I will help you hide being a real girl but you have to help me too sweetie okay?”
“I will momma I promise I will be a good boy umm girl.” I whisper back to mommy. We walk into the restroom and the sales lady pulls out the changing table. I feel mommy lifting me up onto the changing table.
I sit back on the table then I feel mommy pulling the pink leotard off me. I am now totally naked as momma and the lady see my little vagina on display for all to see. “Don't worry little girl we are all girl's here.” Momma and I hear the sales lady saying as I see momma smiling.
“Now lift your arms over your head while your mommy changes you I will start getting you dressed.” I listen lifting my arms over my head as I sit up on the changing table feeling the pink silky shirt being pulled over my head.
I feel the sales lady pulling my arms through the puffy sleeves as mommy pushes me back slowly. I am now laying back down feeling baby powder being sprinkled all over me. “Here we are almost done sweetie lift your bottom for momma sweetheart. I lift my bottom like momma says and I feel the pull-up being pulled up my legs.
“We better put these on for extra protection sweetie.” I feel the plastic panties being pulled up my legs but I can't see them. Oh, well at least when mommy puts my new shorts or pants on me no-one will see the plastic panties any way.
I just lay there feeling like a baby as momma changes me. “Here are the matching socks and your other daughter Miley I think her name is said her shoes she wore here will match her new outfit.” I see the sales lady handing my girly shoes to mommy, I continue to lay down feeling totally humiliated.
“Almost done sweetie.” Mommy slides the girly socks and shoes on my feet. I look at them and roll my eyes to myself making sure mommy doesn’t notice. Oh, god I can't believe I am wearing these super girly shoes and socks again. I guess it can't get any worse at least I'm not standing in the store wearing a pink leotard with pee dripping down both my legs crying.
The sales lady finishes buttoning up the back of my new shirt. Mommy picks me up smiling at me when she puts me down on the floor in the lady’s restroom, I can feel how bulky the diaper and plastic panties I am wearing feel. Boy, I hope no one I know sees me wearing these super girly shoes and socks. “I will be outside if you ladies need my help.” Mommy and I hear the sales lady saying.
“Thanks again for all your help ma'am.” Mommy says to her. “Come on sweetie we can go back out and see your big sisters.” I hear mommy saying when I hear Miley talking as she walks into the bathroom carrying some clothes on hangers.
Miley stops when she sees me and just smiles staring at me from head to toe. “Mommy I can't be in here with these clothes but the sales lady said they are buy one get one free and these dresses are so pretty.”
“Yes they are very pretty like the dress you and your sister are wearing.” Mommy says smiling down at me holding my hand still. I'm trying to think if my sister Beth is wearing a dress like Mileys. The design or pattern on Mileys dress looks a lot like the pattern on my new outfit.
Miley smiles again. “Great mommy you said we had to get baby Kelly some new clothes since SHE doesn’t have any clothes that fit over HER diapers so maybe we can buy some new clothes for me and HERS will be free mommy, what do you think, I picked several pretty dresses for us?” Miley lifts both her hands in the air showing off all the clothes in both her arms.
“Well Miley you are so smart thinking of a way to get clothes for both of you and only have to pay for one person. I think that is a great idea to get Kelly a whole new wardrobe while she, I mean he is being potty trained again. I spent all of our savings on the hospital bills, and traveling to and from the hospital while she was in a coma for all those months. Don't ya think Miley has a great idea Kelly to get you a whole new wardrobe for free?”
I look at mommy not even understanding what she means getting me free clothes. “Umm I guess mommy free clothes that are new is a good thing. Umm will my new clothes be like this shirt and shorts I'm wearing now mommy, because they are so comfortable to wear in this heat?”
“Yes sweetie all your new clothes that you will be wearing from now on will be exactly like the outfit your wearing now. Of course, they will be in different colors and designs is that okay Kelly?”
I play with my hair nervously. “Yea that’s okay mommy, I guess that is okay, but these shorts mommy are made of plastic. Will all of my new shorts be plastic too, and this shirt you pulled over my head is so long it even covers my new plastic shorts mommy should I tuck in my new shirt into my shorts?”
“No sweetie that umm outfit doesn’t get tucked in at all it is meant to wear out like you are wearing it, and you look so pretty wearing your new outfit by the way.”
I hear mommy say I look pretty and I try to think of a response before mommy continues talking. “Those plastic panties, I mean plastic lined shorts you are wearing have to be plastic when you have another accident. How embarrassing would it be if we are walking through the mall and all of a sudden you went pee in your panties, umm underwear?”
“You were feeling so embarrassed before when you had your little accident wearing your new pink leotard. I know that was embarrassing having peed on yourself. It was only us who seen you had an accident, you would feel so much worst if we were walking in the mall and you had another accident and peed all over yourself again in front of everyone.”
I think to myself oh yes that would be a hundred times worst if I had peed on myself in front of everyone. Oh, god that would be so terrible if I had an accident in front of everyone or maybe someone I know. At least wearing these long shirts no one can see I’m wearing plastic shorts covering my diaper.
“Okay great let's go pick some new matching outfits for me and little Kelly okay mommy?”
Mommy smiles at Miley then at me as we start to walk towards the lady’s room bathroom, I see Miley stop at a long mirror from floor to ceiling staring at her reflection. I walk up to her as she continues to look into the mirror staring at her reflection than she smiles at me staring at me than looking back into the mirror.
“We almost look like twins now except I am the taller one now little Kelly.” I turn and look at the reflection of Miley and see another little girl wearing the same outfit as she is.
I look at my reflection in the mirror and notice I am not wearing a long shirt that looks girly. I am wearing a dress, and it is a super short dress, and looks just like Mileys.
“Oh god is that me in the mirror I look like a little girl like Miley mommy?” I stare seeing my bottom flaring out for sure everyone must know I am wearing a diaper underneath my new dress.
Miley smiles at me staring at me again. “Don't worry little sister no one will know you are really a little boy wearing that pretty dress unless you tell them or you strip naked and let them see your penis hehehe.” Miley giggles and starts walking out the restroom smiling at me.
“Umm mommy you said I didn’t have to wear dresses and you wouldn’t tell anyone I was really a girl now because I don't have any boy parts between my legs after my accident.” I say while I continue to stare at myself in the mirror in the little toddler dress.
I feel mommy put her hand on my shoulder as I stop staring into the mirror and I look up into mommy’s eyes smiling down at me. “I know sweetie and like Miley said no one will ever guess you are a little boy dressed in that pretty dress.”
We both know you aren’t a little boy anymore you are my little girl.” I hear mommy and I want to cry knowing she is right. “So you want me to continue to not tell your sisters the truth that you are not their brother anymore, you are there little sister now?” Oh, god I want to cry.
“No mommy you can't tell them I'm really their little sister now.” Mommy smiles when I say I am the little sister by accident since I am older than them but I am so much smaller now so I guess I really am the little sister.
Mommy leans down looking me in the eyes and I look down sadly and can see up mommy's skirt and I see her pink panties. “You have a choice sweetie you know you are really a little girl now and you can tell your sisters the truth.” I look up sadly at her than look down again as I try not to stare at mommy’s panties.
“Or you can continue to wear dresses and they will think you are still their brother who has to wear pretty dresses while you get potty trained.”
Wow thinking to myself that isn’t much of a choice, but either be a girl full time forever or be a girl full time until I am potty trained. I guess I will pick the lesser of two evils. “Umm okay mommy I will make believe I am a girl, I mean, I know I am a real girl but I mean I will wear these dresses until I am re-potty trained that won't be too long I'm sure.”
“Okay I think you should tell your sisters the truth that you are a real girl now but it is your choice and maybe after you start ballet with your big sister Miley you will change your mind after a couple of weeks.”
I hear mommy saying that I will be in ballet with Miley. The way mommy was saying it I wouldn’t be trying out like Miley said I would be joining ballet. I want to cry so bad but then I would be acting like the little toddler I look like so nothing left to do as I start to flood my diaper with pee soaking it as mommy takes my hand as we walk out of the lady’s room.
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Mommy, mommy what am I doing in a hospital
By Princess Pantyboy
Me, Kelly 9-year old boy
Beth 17-year-old big sister
Miley 5 -year-old little sister
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The doctor reaches over to the table and picks up a pink diaper. “Do you want to do the honors or I can have the nurses do it since they have been changing her for four months.”
“No I will do it Dr. Hendrix.” I see mommy take the pink diaper. “Thank you so much for bringing my baby back to me doctor.” I see mommy start to tear up as she hugs the doctor.
The doctor leaves, mommy pulls up the blanket and pulls up my hospital gown. I see her staring at my vagina. “Okay sweetie lift your bottom up for momma like a big girl, I mean boy, sorry sweetie.” I do as I am told but she still called me sweetie, I need to act more like a big boy instead of looking and acting like a little girl. I play with my long ponytail as mommy is smiling looking at me for some reason.
“Oh yes that’s a good girl now put your bottom down and I will put a little baby powder on you so you don’t get a rash sweetie.” I feel the cool baby powder and I ignore her saying I am a good girl while she tapes the diaper over me. “Oh sweetie I better put these plastic panties on over the diaper just to make sure if you have an accident you don’t wet through the diaper and wet the bed okay sweetie?”
I look down as she puts my legs through the holes in the pink plastic panties they are so girly with pictures of little princesses all over them. “Do I really need them momma I didn’t have them on when I woke up?” that is so messed up I just realized I called her momma like my little sister calls mommy.
“Yes sweetie we don’t want to take any chances with you wetting the bed so be a good girl, I mean boy and get some rest sweetie.” Mommy finishes putting the super girly plastic panties on me and pulls my pink nightie or hospital gown over me.
The blankets being pulled over me make me feel even more relaxed when momma kisses me on the forehead before she leaves. “Get some rest sweetie I love you and I will be here bright and early to pick you up sweetie. Night, night princess.” What did she call me? Oh, whatever I am so tired, I fall asleep.
The next morning I wake up. Wow, I slept like a baby. Opps I should not say that aloud, I lift the blankets and see I am still in a diaper and it is soaked too. I cannot believe I wet myself while I was sleeping, I guess that pretty doctor was right I will have to be re-potty trained.
“Good morning Kelly how did our pretty little girl sleep?” I hear the nurse say as she just walked in my room. Wow she called me a little girl, oh that’s right the doctor said when they moved me here after I left Intensive Care Unit they just let everyone think I was a normal girl just with lots of broken bones. I guess that is good them not knowing I had my male parts removed and turned into female parts. I am sure all the nurses would be asking me a hundred questions.
I guess I will just go with it. What am I talking about I really am a little girl. I thought it sucked being the smallest boy in my school but now I am even smaller. The nurse is not making fun of me being small she seems nice.
“Oh thanks I am good, I slept well thank you.” I see her smiling as she takes my old cup of water. The nurse is probably surprised how grown up I act since I have such a little body now that I lost all the weight and all the muscles in my arms and legs.
This nurse is very pretty just like the doctor maybe they only hire pretty nurses and doctors here. Maybe it is the short nurse uniform she is wearing, I like it. This is kind of weird I used to just look at girl's faces now I am looking at girl's clothes. I hope that doesn’t mean my mind is changing like a little girl's too.
“Did my special little girl wet her diaper last night or is she a big girl now?” Before I can even respond, I feel her lifting my blanket up and putting her hand under my hospital gown. “Opps looks like you still need to be potty trained which is no problem we will get your diaper changed real quick, and then I will get your breakfast okay sweetie?”
Wow hospitals sure have no privacy as I see my hospital gown is left up exposing my plastic panties covering my diaper. “Okay I guess.” I say but it is a waste of time because the nurse left my room so fast she could not have heard my response let alone she didn’t even wait for my response. I guess she is treating me like a little toddler that has no say so in her life anyway. What did I just think, I referred to myself as a ‘her’? Oh, man, I really need to start acting more manly or at least like a big boy or I will be in panties and a pretty dress too fast.
“Okay I am back sweetie I am going to lay your bed down so we can get that soaked diaper off of you real quick and get you changed so you can have a little breakfast before your mommy and sisters come to take you home okay?”
I smile thinking how good it will be going home no one sticking his or her hand under my pajamas or whatever this hospital gown is called to see if I wet myself while I slept. “I have a little surprise for you sweetie, now lift your arms up so I can get this old hospital gown off you.” I do as I am told; I sit up and lift my arms up over my head. “That’s a good girl now lay back down so I can change that soaked diaper princess.” This is too weird having the nurse think of me as a girl and her treating me like a little girl at least she isn't teasing me about being so small like the boy's at school always did before we moved her two weeks ago.
I guess it is not two weeks ago since I was in a coma for four months I guess we mover here almost five months ago. Wow that is so messed up I slept through my whole summer vacation. Wish I could have slept through the whole school year instead. I giggle with that thought, smiling at missing the whole school year. “Oh you have such a cute giggle sweetie, did I tickle you while I was taking your diaper off?” I feel the plastic panties slide down my legs and the nurse does not even un-due the tape for my diaper she just pulls them down like their underwear.
“Wow I guess you did soak yourself sweetie and I should get you a smaller diaper, the one you had on slipped down your legs like it was nothing. If you were wearing a pretty dress I bet it would of slipped down to your ankles when you stood up hehehe.”
I hear the nurse giggle but I don’t get it, why is that funny? I watch her toss my wet diaper in the trash then leave the room again. I look down at myself with a soft pad under me with my legs spread apart showing off my new vagina for the world to see. Wow if mommy and my sisters came into my room right now there would be no hiding that I am no longer a boy; I am just a little girl.
“Hi I am back.” I hear and I almost went potty right then and there thinking that was mommy and my sisters seeing me like this. “Aren’t these the cutest diapers you have ever seen?” I see the nurse hold up the much smaller looking diaper which of course is pink with little Disney princess all over them. “Actually there not diapers, they are pull ups so they will help you get potty trained. All you have to do is pull them down and sit on the toilet and do your business than when your done you just slide them back up isn't that the neatest thing pretty girl?”
Oh yes I can barely wait to wear them I think to myself. “Ummm yes that is Ummm much easier.” I wish they came in boy covers or any color but bright pink thinking to myself.
“Good girl now lift your arms up and I will show you your pretty surprise.” What is she talking about a surprise? And a pretty surprise at that, maybe I will go home early that would be so cool. I feel my arms go through the hospital gown, and that is when it hits me. This is not my hospital gown, yes, it is pink, but it says princess on it and has pictures of little princess all over it just like my plastic panties.
I am standing on the bed now and I turn and see my reflection in the long wall mirror. “Oh you look so much prettier with your new pink princess nightgown, it even came with the matching plastic panties. Is that the prettiest nightgown you ever seen sweetie?” I don’t know what to say seeing my reflection in the mirror and all I see is a little girl wearing her pretty nightgown. I want to cry so bad but then I would be acting like the baby I see in the mirror.
“PAGING NURSE THOMPSON” We both hear over the intercom, but the nurse turns and looks at me. “Okay sweetie pie they are paging me so hop back up in bed and I will have your breakfast sent right over.” I listen to the pretty nurse as I stare at my super girly pink nightgown. “Oh and sweetie make sure you put your blankets back on because they keep the hospital extra cold so it kills gems but you need to stay comfy.”
The pretty nurse leave my room not even waiting for my response, I guess she must have had an emergency since they paged her on the intercom. I climb back up in bed; I cover myself up with the warm blanket. I start to get more relaxed I guess the pressure of wearing the super pink girly pull up diaper, than the pink plastic panties and of course the matching pink princess nightgown.
I will just close my eyes for a minute while I wait for my breakfast to get her. Oh, this feels so good laying here maybe, these pajamas are comfortable, or I guess it is not pajamas it is a super girly nightgown.
The next thing I know is I feel someone pushing on me; I wake up and see my mommy smiling at me. “Hi sweetie I just talked to the nurse and she said you must have been so tired that she was talking to you one moment and then she came back with your breakfast and you are sound asleep. Nurse Thompson left your breakfast but it has been sitting out for hours and is ice cold. Are you ready to come home sweetie?”
“You bet I am momma.” I turn and see my little sister Miley, and my big sister Beth smiling at me. Mommy reaches over and hugs me, I smile seeing my family knowing I can get out of this place.
Miley and Beth are smiling at me while mommy is hugging me. “Okay sweetie I talked to the doctor and she said you are ready to check out, all you have to do is get dressed and we can take you home.” Yes, I smile hearing the great news. Miley and Beth hear mommy calling me sweetie and I don’t complain hearing her calling me such a girly phrase. “Okay sweetie hop out of the bed and I will get your clothes out.” Mommy turns around and bends over taking the backpack that little Miley was holding.
I pull the covers back and I jump out of bed as mommy turns around hearing me giggle softly. “Hehehe” I hope she didn’t see me staring at her panties under her short skirt as she bent over.
“Did you say something sweetie.” Mommy says while Beth, and Miley are staring at me not saying anything. I look back at them while I smile while I watch Miley's eyes first stare at me and look at me up and down than I notice mommy and Beth doing the same thing.
Oh know that is when I remembered I am still wearing the pink princess nightgown and matching plastic panties. Oh, know I hope they can't tell I am wearing a diaper and plastic panties. Oh, god please don’t make this any worse please. “Oh I like your new princess nightie Kelly, or is it Kellie spelled with an ‘ie’ instead of a ‘y’ now hehehe.” Little Miley says. “Wow mommy you are right he has lost a lot of weight. He used to be small for his age like my size but he or maybe I should say she is much smaller than me now momma.” Miley's says
“Yes she, I mean he is much smaller he lost a lot of weight and all his muscle mass in his arms and legs. He is still your little brother Miley I mean your big brother and stop teasing him okay sweetie?” I watch as mommy bends over again looking into Miley's eyes while she explained it to her.
I look over at mommy bending over again and I put my hand in front of my face as I giggle softly seeing her yellow panties again. This time I look up and see Beth staring at me while I am looking up mommy's skirt and catches me. Oh know I hope she doesn’t tell mommy I was looking up her short skirt again.
“So did you pick out your new nightie by yourself little Kelly?” I turn and see Beth shaking her head like she dares me to talk back at her teasing me. Guessing she will tell mommy I am looking up her skirt if I start yelling, and arguing with her for teasing me. So I will not start any trouble.
Mommy stares at the nightgown I am wearing. “Um the nurse said they only had this instead of a hospital gown and she put me in this pretty nightgown. I mean this nightgown.” I say and realize how girly that sounded. “Mommy did you bring me some clothes so I can get changed into normal clothes please momma?”
“Yes sweetie I will help you get dressed. I brought you a bunch of stuff not knowing what size you are now since you lost all that weight and muscle mass.” I turn and look at Miley and Beth as mommy starts to un button the back of my nightie.
I hold the nightie down as mommy starts pulling it over my head. “Momma I don’t want to get changed in front of my sisters.” Mommy hears my comment and stops. “Please momma can they wait outside for me to get dressed pleaseeee.” I beg softly with my little puppy eyes.
“Okay, okay I forget sometimes that you are such a big boy now. Probably because you are so much smaller now, and petite especially in your new pretty pink princess nightie sweetie.” Mommy says teasing me.
I turn and look up at mommy teasing me. “Okay girl's go have a seat in the waiting room until we get little Kelly girl dressed.” Miley and Beth smile hearing mommy calling me Kelly girl. Well if I want to be honest to myself, I really am a little girl now but I will never tell anyone.
“Okay sweetie let me put the back pack that has all your new clothes and some of your old clothes on your bed so you can see what you like and what will fit you.” I watch as mommy starts to take clothes out of the bag while I stand wearing the super girly pink nightie. “Well sweetie do you need help or can you get undressed by yourself?”
I look at mommy like she is crazy for treating me like the toddler I look like. “No momma I don’t need any help, remember I am nine-years-old no matter how I look now after losing all the weight. I am a big boy now ya know.” I regret saying that the second the words came out of my mouth.
“Yes you are nine years-old but a big boy, I wouldn’t say that sweetie you’re not even any kind of boy now are you?” Mommy says teasing me. “Okay now just pull off your pretty new nightie, and we will see if these shorts will fit over your diaper sweetie.”
I pull the pink nightie over my head and hand it to mommy not correcting her about the pink nightie being mine while she folds it up and puts it back in the backpack. “I don’t want to wear a diaper still mommy I am sure I only need it when I go to sleep please can I take it off and wear underwear?” I see mommy put her hands on her hips and looking down at me wearing only the pink plastic panties over my diaper.
“Okay we will try it sweetie but if you have an accident back to diapers okay?” I smile hearing I got my way. “Before we take your diaper off I want you to try on your old shorts and see how they fit over your diaper sweetie okay?”
I take my basketball shorts that mom just bought me before the accident and they fit me perfect back then. I pull them up my legs and over my diaper and plastic panties and hold them there because they are so big now. “They seem a little big momma.”
“Well they seem a lot big to me. Take your hand off of your shorts and let me see how they look on you.” I move my hands away from the shorts and they immediately fall down around my ankles. “I was afraid of that all of your regular clothes are going to be way too big for you now. Okay step out of them and while you have your diaper still on let me check to see if these shortalls fit you okay?”
I watch as mommy puts my shorts back in the backpack and pulls out light pink shorts that have straps that go over your shoulders like overalls. “Mommy those are pink and are for a little girl, and why do they have snaps between the legs?”
“Yes they are girl's but I just want to see how they fit for sizing you don’t have to wear them if you don’t want to I have other shorts in the bag also. The snaps are so I can get at your diaper easier without taking all your clothes off. So relax you are just trying them on to see how they fit over your diaper sweetie.”
I start to relax knowing all I am doing is trying them on for sizing. “Okay I guess.” I step into them while momma pulls the straps over my shoulders and adjust them. I look up and see my reflection in the mirror and I look super girly no one would ever think I was anything but a little girl.
“Okay those are so pretty an fit you perfectly and they are a size 4t. Now stand still sweetie while I take them off.” Momma reaches around and pulls the overall shoulder straps off and they fall to my ankles. “Well at least we know what size you wear with the diaper on. We will try some shorts two sizes smaller once we get you out of that soaked diaper sweetie okay?”
I step out of the pink shortalls and feel mommy pulling my wet pull up down to my ankles and I step out of it totally naked from head to toe. Mommy and I stare between my legs and my new little vagina. “Okay I know these will be too big but we still need to try them on you first okay?” Mommy hands me one of my boxer underwear to try on.
“Okay mommy they do look a little bit too big. I slide them up my legs and they go almost to my feet there so long.” I let go of them when they are all the way up and they fall to my ankles also.
I step out of the boxers as mommy puts them on top of the shorts I tried on and are also way too big. “I guess we don’t need either of these anymore.” Mommy picks the pile with my boxers and new basketball shorts and she tosses them into the trash. “I guess none of your clothes you had before the accident will fit you anymore, so they will go in the trash also when we get home sweetie okay?”
“I guess so mommy as I stand totally naked with my little vagina in plain view for all to see if anyone came in here. I do notice mommy staring at my new vagina more and more.
Mommy goes back to the bag, and is looking through the clothes and I can tell she is looking for something specific. “Okay here they are, try these underwear on and see if they fit you sweetie.” Momma hands me a small pair of pink panties that have Barbie's all over it.
“What these are girl's panties momma I can't wear them.” I can see that momma is not liking my response. Before mommy can respond. “Momma they look so tiny too.”
I watch as momma takes one of the pink diapers out of the bag of diapers on the counter. “No one will see them under your shorts anyway silly so just put them on or back to the pretty pink pull up diapers, your choice.” I take the super girly panties, and I look at them and I slide them up my legs and they fit perfectly nice and snug in the crotch area with no bulge. Only a little camel toe outlined. “See they fit you perfectly. Now let's see which one of these two shorts do you want to try on the white shorts or the yello…, umm light tan shorts?”
“Those look more like yellow shorts momma and there both girl's shorts aren’t they?” I look at them one in each of momma’s hands as she holds them out for me to look at.
Both the shorts have no pockets and no zipper just an elastic waistband. “Well your little sister Miley outgrew them last year but they are not really girl's shorts there ummm more unisex meaning boys and girls wear them sweetie.” I see a look in momma’s eyes like she is lying but what am I supposed to do wear my pink nightgown?
“Okay I guess momma I will try the white shorts. The yellow shorts, or shorts you said are light tan look pretty too, I mean look nice too but they look way more like yellow than light tan too me momma.” I wish I would stop calling her momma. Only baby Miley calls her that. Beth calls her mother and I used to call her mom before my accident.
I take the white shorts from momma, I slide them up my legs, and they feel so much different from my regular shorts. I look at myself in the mirror and they are so snug between my legs showing no signs of a bulge at all. “Umm momma how do they look on me? Do they look too girly on me or are they okay for me?” I wait for momma to respond as she looks at me up and down smiling from ear to ear.
“Oh they look perfect for you sweetie.” I wonder why she is smiling so much anyway; I guess she is just glad to see me. “Okay now all your undershirts are going to be so big on you too so try this camisole, it is just like a boy's undershirt except they are made of different material.”
I lift my arms up and she slides the white satin camisole over my head and fits me perfectly. “I bet that feels way better than your old boy undershirts that are made of cotton.” Before I can say anything on how girly the satin undershirt looks and feels on me mommy is talking again.
“Okay sweetie lift your arms up again so I can put your new top, I mean tee shirt on you.” I lift my arms up again; I feel a tee shirt being pulled over my head while my arms pop through the puffy sleeves with elastic around the sleeves making them even more puffy.
I look down at the tee shirt mommy just pulled over my head and it looks yellow or same color, as those shorts she said are light tan. “Momma this is a yellow tee shirt don’t you have anything less girly in the bag?”
“I am sorry sweetie there is another shirt but it is pink that matches the shortalls you tried on with your diaper. Plus, this top is lite tan not really yellow. Sweetie not to be mean but you have been in the hospital over four months and I used every cent we had for your injuries. I owe a lot of money and we cannot afford to buy you a whole new wardrobe to match your new size.”
Mommy puts her hands under my arms, and picks me up and puts me on the edge of the bed with my feet hanging off with her holding some socks. “I know this isn't your fault sweetie being in this terrible accident that almost killed you. I know you lost your little boy parts and you are now a little girl and I agreed not to tell anyone because you are worried about wearing dresses for the rest of your life. The bottom line is we don’t have the funds to buy you all new clothes and you will have to wear your little sister’s clothes that don’t fit her anymore. I am sorry I am doing the best I can sweetie.” Momma looks like she is going to cry with small baby tears sliding down her pretty face. I feel like I am going to cry making momma so miserable.
“I am sorry momma I didn’t mean to make you cry I will do whatever you want momma I will be a good boy, I mean well you know.” I feel momma start putting socks on both my feet as I look down seeing she put small white lace socks, as she cuffed them down and sliding some white sneakers on my feet with no laces just Velcro to secure them.
I look down seeing the super girly socks and sneakers I am wearing. “Okay sweetie we will make the best of it and let's get out of here. I am pretty sure you have spent enough time in this hospital don’t you agree sweetie?”
“Heck yea momma I am ready to get out of here right now.” Momma put the rest of the clothes and I didn’t notice she also put the package of diapers in the backpack also. We leave the room and walk into the waiting room Beth and Miley run towards us as they both stare at me up and down wearing the girly clothes. “Wow you look more like my little sister than my big brother Kelly or is it Kellie now hehehe.” We hear Miley saying obviously teasing me. Little does she know I really am a girl now?
“Hahaha your just to funny I forgot to laugh, momma tell her to stop teasing me okay?” I whine to momma and for some reason I can't stop calling her that.
Beth is just shaking her head looking at me up and down. “Well you may be wearing our little sister’s clothes which by the way fit you very good there are no signs of your boy parts in those pretty girly shorts at all. But, listening to you that is for sure my little brother whining. Welcome home we thought we lost you forever. I am so glad your back, we are all so happy you are back even with the little teasing.” Beth says and I am about to cry being so touched by her comments I ignore her saying how girly I look.
“Thanks I think, can we get out of here now momma?” I feel momma take my hand and notice little Miley has momma’s other hand while my big sister Beth takes my spare hand smiling down at me.
Beth is still smiling at me when we get to the top of the staircase leading out of the hospital. I turn and see momma picking up Miley as Miley waves at me with her legs wrapped around mommy’s waist. The very next heart beat I feel my feet being lifted off the floor and when I turn looking down I see my big sister Beth picking me up and putting me just like Miley with my legs bouncing as I wrap my hands around Beth's neck holding on so I don’t fall.
We walk past a large display window as we go outside to the parking lot I see my reflection showing the world I look like a little girl being carried by my big sister. “Ya know I am not a baby Beth I can walk by myself ya know?”
“I know silly I just missed you and the last thing we need is for you to get hurt again. I can just picture you falling down these stairs, and ending back in the hospital or worse.”
I hate it when she makes sense. Looking down the stairs, I guess she is right they are very steep. “Okay everyone climb in an get comfortable it’s a long drive.” I look around as Beth lets me down and momma opens the minivan up.
“Momma where are we this doesn’t look like anyplace I have ever been.” I notice momma putting Miley into her car seat.
Miley is staring at me. “We are in San Diego which is about 2 ½ to 3 hours away from our house in Huntington beach sweetie.”
“Momma why do I have to be in a car seat and Kelly doesn’t? I am bigger than him now?” Mommy looks down at me standing next to Beth and she realizes Miley is right.
Oh, know why is she un-doing the safety straps on Miley's car seat. “Your right Miley I will have to buy another car seat or you are actually ready for a booster seat now anyway. You just buckle up on the other seat next to the window okay Miley?”
“Momma I am not a baby, I don’t want to seat in the baby car seat.” I look over at Miley smiling from ear to ear staring at me. Miley is watching as her big brother is now in the baby car seat.
Beth opens the front passenger door and climbs in, the sliding door closes, and mommy gets in the other seat and starts the minivan up. “Don’t worry Chris we are going to get Miley a big girl booster but I don’t want to get a ticket you not being in a car seat. I know how old you are sweetie but that doesn’t decide who goes in a car seat and who doesn’t. The only thing that matters is the size of the baby I mean the person. So please relax it is a long drive home.”
I look over at Miley smiling at me in her baby car seat, but I don’t want to get in trouble especially before we get home. I see her feet moving back and forth as she stares at me than I ignore her and I look down seeing mine doing the same thing.
“Okay any requests for a DVD to put in while we drive girl's.” I hear mommy saying but only Miley and me can see the video screen in the back by us I hope she is not including me as one of the girl's.
Miley starts to yell before I can even finish a breath. “Momma, momma can I watch my favorite movie. Dora the explorer please momma?” Wow Miley is so loud as she screams it to mommy like we are at a football game or something instead of saying softly her comment.
“It is up to you girl's, Beth and I can't see the movie from up here.” That is so messed up she is including me with the referral of girl’s. I will just ignore her and talk to her when we are alone so Beth and Miley don’t see that it bugs me being called one of the girl's. If they knew it bugged me the two of them would be referring to me as a girl forever.
Miley watches as I roll my eyes hearing the girly comment. “Momma Kelly is just sitting here rolling HER eyes so SHE doesn’t care.” Oh maybe that wasn’t such a good idea to ignore momma, now Miley is calling me Kellieee and referring to me as a her, and she. Before I put too much thought into it the Dora, the explorer movie starts.
“Thank you so much momma.” I hear baby Miley telling momma how happy she is to put the movie in. I hate this movie so I am not going to watch it or momma will think I like these super girly movies. I am kind of tired still so I will take a little nap since we have almost a three hour drive home. I close my eyes hearing the movie softly as I ignore it and fall asleep.
The end of part 2
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Mommy, mommy what am I doing in a hospital
By Princess Pantyboy
Me, Kelly 9-year old boy
Beth 17-year-old big sister
Miley 5 -year-old little sister
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I look over at Miley smiling at me in her baby car seat, but I don’t want to get in trouble especially before we get home. I see her feet moving back and forth as she stares at me than I ignore her and I look down seeing mine doing the same thing.
“Okay any requests for a DVD to put in while we drive girls.” I hear mommy saying but only Miley and me can see the video screen in the back by us I hope she is not including me as one of the girl's.
Miley starts to yell before I can even finish a breath. “Momma, momma can I watch my favorite movie. Dora the explorer please momma?” Wow Miley is so loud as she screams it to mommy like we are at a football game or something instead of saying softly her comment.
“It is up to you girl's, Beth and I can't see the movie from up here.” That is so messed up she is including me with the referral of girl’s. I will just ignore her and talk to her when we are alone so Beth and Miley don’t see that it bugs me being called one of the girl's. If they knew it bugged me the two of them would be referring to me as a girl forever.
Miley watches as I roll my eyes hearing the girly comment. “Momma Kelly is just sitting here rolling HER eyes so SHE doesn’t care.” Oh maybe that wasn’t such a good idea to ignore momma, now Miley is calling me Kellieee and referring to me as a her, and she. Before I put too much thought into it the Dora, the explorer movie starts.
“Thank you so much momma.” I hear baby Miley telling momma how happy she is to put the movie in. I hate this movie so I am not going to watch it or momma will think I like these super girly movies. I am kind of tired still so I will take a little nap since we have almost a three hour drive home. I close my eyes hearing the movie softly as I ignore it and fall asleep.
(Just over two and a half hours later. All of the conversation below is while I am sleeping and comes from the mom’s point of view)
“Momma, momma look at Kelliee he is going potty in his pants momma.” Beth turns around seeing it dripping from my crotch area and dripping down my legs.
Beth shakes her head looking at momma. “Yup mother Miley is right little kelliee is peeing big time, when I looked it was dripping down his legs from the car seat.”
“Oh I should of never listen to her, when she said she could wear underwear.” Mommy says to Beth.
Beth smiles and whispers to mommy. “Umm mommy you keep referring to Kelly as a girl, and calling him a her and a she instead of a he.”
“OH ummm well he looks like Miley when she was that age especially since he is wearing Miley's old clothes. The doctor said Kelly would have to be re-potty trained since he was in a comma all that time. Kelly said she would be okay, she only needed it at night time well guess she I mean he needs it during the daytime too or at least when he falls asleep.”
Beth looks back at me sleeping with wet pee still dripping down both my legs. “Yea I guess you are right he does look just like Miley when she was that size especially while Kelly is wearing her old clothes.” Beth says while smiling. “Did you bring extra clothes mommy for her? Hehehe does feel funny calling Kelly a her.”
“Not funny Beth don’t let him or Miley hear you say that. He had a rough four months being in a coma we don’t want to create any more problems for the little guy okay?”
Beth smiles. “Oh and yes I did bring extra clothes and a diaper bag, so I guess maybe we should stop by Walmart real quick and pick up some supplies since looks like I am going to need some baby stuff. Don’t you repeat I said baby stuff, you know how sensitive little Kelly was about how small he was before the accident. Now after the accident, all the muscles he had are gone, and he lost so much weight in the hospital he is much, much smaller so we need to watch calling him petite or babyish. I really depend on you to help me with both your little sisters I mean your little sister Miley and little Kelly okay?” mommy says
“Okay here is Walmart. I will park in the far parking lot so you and Miley can get out of the van, and stretch your legs while I get little Kelly changed. We want to give her, him some privacy okay Beth?” This is the only way I can keep Beth and Miley from seeing that there little brothers isn’t a boy anymore.
(Back to being narrated by me.)
Mommy pulls into the farthest parking spot and no one is anywhere near us. “Okay girl's up and awake.” Miley is shaking me, I hear mommy saying everyone awake. The moment I am fully awake I can tell I had an accident. I look over at Miley and she has her head leaned over into my lap almost seeing how badly I peed my pants.
“Mommy he is soaked, the smell of pee is so bad back here.” I notice after Miley's comment she looks up at me smiling eye to eye with me. “Looks like all the times you teased me about peeing in my pants by accident it is your turn little Kelly to know how it feels to wet your pants and to be teased.” Miley says with a mean look in her eyes her obviously enjoying teasing me her big brother even though I look more like her little sister because of my size, and how long my hair is now.
Mommy gets out of the car and opens the slider on the van letting Miley out with Beth now standing next to them. All three are staring at me sitting in the car seat with pee dripping down my legs and my soaked clothes. “Okay Beth take your little sisters hand and take her into the mall while I clean up little Kelly who had an accident.” We hear mommy saying, while she shakes her head at the mess I made. “I will meet you girl's over in the game room, here is a few dollars to play games until we get there okay Beth?” I see them leave when mommy goes to the back of the minivan and gets the bag she brought into the hospital.
“Okay sweetie I know you had an accident but I just un-buckled you so be a good girl, Opps sorry honey I know I promised not to call you that. Ummm I need you to get out of that wet car seat and get undressed while I clean the seat off and put in the back to dry.”
I climb out of the car seat and stand in front of were Miley was sitting. Mommy takes the baby wipes and starts cleaning the pee soaked car seat. “Wow I guess the doctors are right you will need to be re-potty trained sweetie. This car seat is totally soaked, I can clean it off at least so it doesn’t stain but I will need to take the fabric off and put in the laundry.” I hear mommy saying and I have no choice but to listen there is no way I will argue with her or she might change he mind and tell everyone I am no longer a boy, just a little girl.
“I am sorry momma I had an accident it will not happen again.” I pull my tee shirt off which has wet pee on the edges of it while I stand up in the minivan and slide my shorts off, pushing my shoes off at the same time only standing in the little girl panties. Mommy takes the whole car seat and brings it to the back of the minivan and closes the back door and is staring at me naked except wearing the little girl panties.
Mommy takes the backpack and puts it on the seat. “Okay sweetie your wet panties have to come off too, so take them off now.” I listen and slide my wet panties down and I step out of them standing totally naked. I look up at momma staring between my legs staring at my new vagina smiling. “Okay sweetie these baby wipes are cold but the sooner I get you cleaned up the sooner you don’t have to stand here naked okay sweetie?”
“Yes momma I will be a good boy.” When I say, boy mommy looks between my legs again than back into my eyes and she does not respond to my boy comment knowing the truth be told I am a girl now and a little girl at that. Momma was right the diaper wipes are cold, I stand, and mommy turns me around and around cleaning my whole body with the scented diaper wipes. Great now I smell like flowers.
I notice mommy putting the wipes away. “Okay sweetie let’s see what we have that will fit you.” I start thinking that the only clothes left in the bag are oh know. I see momma take the pink tee shirt with a picture of Barbie on it and she starts pulling it over my head. I try to complain as mommy pushes my thin arms through the puffy sleeves.
“Mommy isn't there any other shirts in there but this pink one this looks so girly on me?” The moment the words came out of my mouth, I knew I would regret it.
I turn and look over at mommy giving me that look in her eye like I am in trouble and she is going to like this but I surely won't. “Okay sweetie lay down on the pad so I can finish getting you dressed.” I look at the long pad going across two of the seats. I had better listen to her because she looks upset, but who knows why she doesn’t let me just slide the panties on like I did in the hospital.
“Okay momma I will be a good bo…ummm.” Momma shakes her head hearing what I was starting to say and stares at me while I don’t finish my response. I just lay on the plastic pad that actually feels kind of good laying down but my legs hang over the pad as I see mommy putting her hand around both my ankles at once and lifts my legs into the air. I can feel the breeze from outside going across my bottom.
It’s hard to see what momma is putting on me. The stuff on me feels like powder and something she is rubbing in. All I can see are my legs in the air until I feel her put my bottom down and it feels kind of padded, and feels good until I hear the tape get undone and I see her secure a pink disposable diaper around me. “Momma I am a big ummm boy I don’t need a diaper, only babies wear diapers momma please.” Momma is just ignoring me as I look down and see pink plastic panties sliding up my legs and stretching out over my diaper.
“Ummm what about letting me wear those pull ups I had to wear in the hospital momma those are for big girl's like me I mean for big boy's?” what am I doing starting to think of myself as a girl and asking for a pull up instead of panties, I mean underwear.
I look down at myself after momma puts new socks on my feet since my old socks and shoes had pee in them. Momma lifts me up and we are eye to eye as I stand not being able to make eye contact with momma, so I look down seeing my baby plastic panties on me and I am of course staring at my pink plastic panties and pink shirt thinking life is not fair, life can't get any worse.
“Lift your leg up sweetie.” I do as I was asked; when I realize how wrong I was, life can get so much worse. I look down and see I just stepped into the pink shortalls that is totally girly girl clothes and no boy would be caught dead wearing it. Oh, god I look so girly as I feel momma pull the pink overall straps over my shoulders. I cannot believe I am wearing this pink outfit life is so unfair.
I am not paying attention to momma, I am just feeling sorry for myself and I don’t notice the black Mary Jane shoes she put on my feet until she picks me up and puts me down on the parking lot where I hear the click, click of the super girly girl shoes against the pavement. I look up at momma smiling at me dressed in the little girly toddler outfit not a stitch of boy's clothes and if I want to be honest, I am only wearing baby clothes.
“What if someone sees me dressed like a little girl momma?” I see momma put hand down to me and I automatically take it as we start walking away from the van and towards the mall.
All I hear is the click, click sound of my new shoes which of course, and unfortunately fit me perfect. Momma stops me and looks me in the eyes. “The way I see it sweetie you have two choice you can act like the little toddler girl you look like or you can act like this a boy wearing girl's clothes. Kelly not to mention you really are a little girl anyway and so just stop whining or I will not buy any pull ups. I will only buy baby diapers to help you be a big girl and get potty trained.” I don’t know what to say to mommas comments while I feel a warm wet feeling between my legs as I just realized I was wetting my diaper being scared by mommas comment which are basically true.
“Now let's go sweetie and we have to shop for little Miley's dance outfit. Would you like to get signed up for dance with Miley; Little Kelly girl are you listening?” Before I can even scream back to momma that no way do I want to go to dance with Miley or with anyone; momma starts talking not even waiting for my response. “I think you would looks so pretty in a pink leotard and pink tights hehehe.” Momma giggles looking down at me knowing how embarrassed I feel. If she only knew, I wet my diaper like the baby I look like.
We walk up to the door entering the mall and a teenage boy holds the door for me and momma and I catch a glimpse of my reflection in the glass. Oh know I look like a little girl, before I can think about it momma is talking to me. “Sweetie say thank you to the big boy holding the door for us.” I look and see some guy with a skateboard shirt on smiling at us.
“Oh umm thank you.” I have no clue what to say. I look up seeing my shaking her head looking down at me.
The older boy walks in the mall behind us. “Your welcome little girl, have a great day pretty one.” Oh, man this is going to be a long day hearing the boy's comment and looking up at momma smiling down at me smiling from ear to ear.
“Okay Kelly there is the game room and I can see your sisters.” We walk towards the entrance and Miley comes running out till she is standing right in front of me smiling.
Beth walks slowly up behind her putting her hands on Miley's shoulders while they both stare at me up and down wearing the super girly pink outfit. “Okay little Kelly only had these clothes left to wear that fit her so no teasing okay girl's?”
“Momma Kelly looks so pretty in my old shortalls; I can tell she is wearing a diaper too. Don’t worry Kelly no one else can tell because I wore those all the time when I was a baby girl like you and none of my friends could tell I was wearing a diaper underneath.”
I look up at momma still holding my hand with her other hand moving the long hair out of my eyes. “Momma she is teasing me tell her to stop.”
“Yea that is my little baby brother alright. Doesn’t matter what he is wearing I can tell that is him whining.” Beth says smiling at momma than looking down at me. “The dance shop is right next door mother we seen it when we walked by.”
Miley jumps up and down. “Momma can we go shopping for my dance outfits now please?” I start to roll my eyes hearing Miley as momma totally is ignoring my comments.
“Yes girl's let's go. Sure feels good walking around being inside the minivan for so long isn't it girl's?” I hear both my sisters responding to momma saying yes while they all look at me waiting for me to respond but I don’t say anything while I hold mommas hand looking down at my girly shoes while I walk.
We start walking around the super girly dance clothes store, and I see leotards and tights on the manikins and they look like for big girls. We continue to walk towards the back of the store following Beth who looks like she has been here before. “The little girl's outfits are in the back mother.”
“Yes Beth thanks for coming here last week with your friends and finding everything little Miley will need for her new dance class. Oh look at these Miley there so pretty.” I turn seeing mommy holding a pink leotard up too Miley as they both smile. “Yes try this on while I look for some shorts to go over them for class.
I see Beth with her phone texting, so I look away staring at momma looking through the racks of little shorts. Momma is holding several pairs and she turns seeing me watching her. “Here sweeties hold these little dance shorts for Miley okay?”
“Sure momma I am being a good gir.. Boy right momma?” I take the little shorts and hold them like I was asked. I like at the pile and there are pink, yellow several white pairs. I look around seeing Beth taking pictures of me than she goes back to texting whomever. No sense in whining about her taking pictures of me wearing the little pink girly outfit momma will just ignore me again.
I turn my back to Beth and notice momma putting some shorts up too my waist. “Oh you will have to try these on after Miley comes out they are so pretty I bet they will look so cute on you sweetie.” I see the white dance shorts that look just like Miley's I am holding but much smaller.
“Momma these are girl's shorts I don’t want to try them on.” Momma ignores my concerns and hands me three pairs one white, one yellow or lite tan I guerss she called them and no way they look pink. “Momma these colors are so girly too, white, yellow and these are lite pink.”
Momma puts her hands on her hips and stares down at me with Miley's clothes in one arm and my three in the other. “No sweetie there not yellow remember there lite tan like that other shirt and the ones your callink pink are more of a light red not a baby pink color and the white ones you were wearing earlier and they looked good on you too. So know complaining when Miley gets out you go in there and try on these shorts and you can take your diaper off too to see if they fit you properly okay?” I think about it like I actually have a choice but anything to get out of this diaper so I don’t look like a baby would be a good thing.
“Momma this is the girl's department, and the girl's dressing room. Can't I go to the boy's department and try these on in the boy's changing room?”
Momma leans down looking eye to eye with me. “This whole store is only for girl's sweetie, there isn't a boy's department.” Momma leans closer and whispers into my ear. “You aren’t a little boy anymore you are a little girl and boy clothes won't fit you properly anymore. I agreed not to tell anyone our little secret about you not being a boy anymore, and I am not going to force you to wear dresses unless you want to hehehe.” Momma giggles standing back up.
“Okay momma I will be a good gir…boy.” Momma is staring down at me when Miley walks out of the changing room.
I start to giggle after I turn and see Miley wearing what is way too small on her because the little pink leotard is going up her butt in the back and you can see a clear outline of a camel toe between her legs. Even a bling man can see her vagina with the material of the leotard going up her in front also.
“Not funny little Kelly girl. momma tell HER to stop laughing at me.” momma and I turn and look at each other and try not to bust up laughing that the pink leotard is so small I don’t even know why Miley put it on all the way it is clearly several sizes too small for her.
Momma looks over at Miley finally keeping her composure together. “Umm you are right Miley that leotard is much to small for you more the size for a baby girl. go ahead and change out of that and I will find you a larger size a couple sizes bigger than that one okay sweetie?”
“Yes momma, and why is Kelly girly carrying all those clothes?” I ignore her comment and so does momma because we are going to bust out laughing if we keep looking at Miley wearing the baby girl's leotard.
Momma taps me on the shoulder to walk over too Miley with the clothes. “Half of these shorts and skirts are for you to try on and the other shorts Kelly is going to try on.” We both move closer too Miley, me standing right next to her with a big grin on my face and momma also looks like she is going to lose it and bust out laughing.
“Okay girl's, I mean whatever.” Momma looks down at me. “Let's all go back in the changing room together. Miley you change out of that tiny leotard and try on the shorts and skirts and see if they are too small too while I get you a larger size leotard.” I look up at momma. “Kelly sweetie I will help you out of those clothes and you can try on the other shorts you are carrying okay?”
Miley whines shaking her head walking into one of the changing rooms while momma and I go in another. “Okay sweetie let's get you undressed Momma un-does the straps on the shortalls and they fall around my ankles. “Momma is going to trust you not to have another accident sweetie so I am taking your diaper off okay?”
“Thank you momma, I will be good and not have another accident.” Momma looks up at me once my diaper is off, and she sees it is wet not soaked but definitely wet. “I had that accident right after you put the diaper on me I must of still had to go potty momma.” I say looking down hoping momma won't change her mind seeing I wet the diaper already.
I look up and see momma looking down at me totally naked. “Okay I am going to trust you Kelly, make sure you tell me when you have to go potty and we will get you to a bathroom okay sweetie?” Momma smiles at me standing there totally naked from head to toe. “Okay I will be right back with some panties so you can try the shorts on and don’t whine no one will know your wearing panties under your clothes.
“Yes momma I will tell you, I promise.” Momma leaves the changing room and I make sure the door is locked, the last thing I want is someone to come in while I am standing naked.
(A FEW MIINUTES LATER)
“Miley here is two leotards that are different sizes I know one of them will fit you. Sorry for giving you the wrong size before sweetie.” Momma says while she is talking to Miley since I can hear most of what she is saying.
I put my head closer to the door not being able to hear too clearly. “That was mean of Kelly to laugh at me momma I will get HER for that.”
“Enough of that silly talk sweetie. I am going to run over and help Beth find a cute outfit, can you hand these panties to Kelly to try on they don’t have boy's underwear in here?”
I can't hear everything only that momma is giving something to Miley probably the panties to try on. “Sure momma I will give the pretty panties to little Kelly girly to try on.” Momma leaves and I hear the door knob shake like someone is trying to open it. “It’s me Kelly open up momma gave me somethings for you while she helps Beth find an outfit for cheerleading practice.”
“Okay chill Miley I am like naked wait a second.” I open the door a crack sticking only my head and arm out the doorway. “Did momma give you some underwear to try on under these shorts?”
I can see Miley smiling. “Yes she gave me these pretty panties for you since you look so much like a little baby girl now hehehe.” Miley giggles. “No only kidding she said they don’t have any boy's underwear in the store so you will have to wear these until she can get you new ones.”
“Oh okay I guess, that stinks I have to wear panties.” I already knew this but I don’t say that to Miley I just want her to hear me complaining about it not like I am enjoying wearing panties even though the other panties I was wearing are much more comfortable than my boy underwear but I will never admit that.
I reach out taking the panties from Miley. “Oh but momma wants you to try on this leotard first so she can find out what size you are Kelly.” What she has to be kidding me, I did hear through the door momma did say something about me trying something on. “Here and as soon as you try it on come out and show momma she will be waiting right here. Do you need help putting it on you have to be naked to wear one?”
“No I will figure it out I am not a baby you know. I guess I’ll try it on.” I hold the super girly pink leotard in my hands. I put the panties on the bench and I hold the leg holes open and I step into one side than slide my other leg through the other side and I start pulling it on as it stretches. I pull my arm through the straps and I have the little leotard on me as I look in the mirror and oh my god there is no hiding it I am a girl no bulge between my legs and it kind of goes up me in the front a little bit. I pull it out so it sits flatter against my crotch.
I open the changing room door and I stick my head out and don’t see momma as I turn my head to look the other way I feel someone grab my arm and pull me out in front of the changing rooms. Its Miley and she is taking pictures of me with her cell phone. “Oh don’t you look so pretty in your little leotard Kelly.”
“No sense running back in the changing room I already have the pretty pictures see.” Miley turns her iPhone so I can see a picture of me wearing the little pink leotard and somehow I am even smiling. “Miley you can't show that to anyone. You have to delete those pictures now please.”
Miley is smiling from ear to ear wearing her new pink leotard walking around me wearing the one she tricked me into trying on. “Well brother or I guess I should say little sister since I don’t see your little boy bulge threw the leotard you must have been a good girl and pushed it to the back so you look more like a girl right or did you just not want it to stretch the pretty leotard Kelly girl?”
“I just put it on and yea pushed my boy bulge to the back so it fit better.” Miley is believing it as she is staring between my legs.
I play with my long hair nervously. “Do you want me to show everyone this pretty picture of you like Steve from across the street that is the only one you met since we moved here.”
“No please sis you can't show anyone those pictures please.” I say watching Miley smiling from ear to ear.
I look down at the floor knowing I am screwed and I have to do what she is leading up too, or the whole world will see me wearing the super girly leotard. “Well then all you have to do if you don’t want me texting this picture to all our relatives and of course too Steve is tell momma you want to go to dance class with me tomorrow.” I am I shock hearing her there is no way I am doing that.
“I know you don’t want to wear this but that is your choice. You should have never laughed at me wearing the tiny leotard now I can laugh at you wearing the same one. The only bummer is I thought you would look like a boy wearing a girl's leotard, but you just look like a little girl wearing it.”
I look down at the floor ashamed for teasing her. “Oh and just so you know this isn't signing up for dance class this is just a free section they have to see if you want to sign up for a year but it is more try outs so everyone doesn’t get in so really all you have to do is try out for dance.”
“So its up to you little sister you say no, and I send this text to everyone with a picture of my new little sister smiling wearing her new pink leotard or you tell momma you want to go to tryouts with me the one time.”
I have no choice and I don’t know what to say. I feel so silly and I see a full size wall mirror with two little girl's wearing their pink leotards and one of them is smiling Miley and the other is me. Before I can even respond to Miley, momma and Beth walk into the reflection and they are both smiling staring at me up and down.
The end of part 3
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