The RASH
Part 2

by Princess Pantyboy

(I added a couple of paragraphs from part 1 to make the reading go smoother. I hope you enjoy my newest story. Hugs Princess)

I turn around to look at the big mirror that is over the sink and all I can see real fast was the yellow puffy sleeves and then the top of the sink. I hate being so small as we leave the ladies room. I am smiling, I am so happy not wearing the pink girly hospital gown and then I see a full mirror from floor to ceiling and I see the reflection of mommy holding a little girl wearing a short yellow dress with girly shoes. Than it hits me “Mommy I am wearing a dress.”

“Yes you are sweetie and you look so pretty. You have a choice you can act like a little girl wearing a pretty dress or you can act like a little boy wearing a pretty dress and people will probably tease you if they know you’re a boy in a dress sweetie.”

I don’t know what to say, I feel momma pulling me outside. I feel the warm summer breeze blowing up my short dress. “Oh she looks so cute I knew that dress would fit your daughter perfectly.” Momma and I both turn and see that women and her baby daughter getting out of there big SUV smiling at us.

“Yes the dress fits little Kellie just perfect doesn’t it sweetie?” I hear momma saying, I nod looking up at mommy and hearing the lady who gave me this pretty dress to wear. I guess I should be more accurate and say, that my pretty dress is the most girly dress on the planet. Oh man did I just call my dress pretty, wait did I just call this dress mine? Oh the more I wear these girly clothes the more I am thinking like a girl that is so messed up.

The back of their big SUV opens and there are several large garbage bags in the back. “All Cindy's old clothes where going to the good will and now we see how perfectly they fit your daughter you can have them.” I am in shock looking at all the big garbage bags in the back of their SUV.

“Open up the back of your mini-van, oh by the way I am Debbie Simmons and you already no little Cindy here.”

Mommy smiles. “Oh yes I am being so rude, I am Karen Parker and you know my little Kellie.” I watch as mommy pushes the button on her remote with her keys and the back of the minivan opens up.

“We are in a rush to get little Cindy's hair done so I will help real fast and unload these bags into your minivan Karen.”

I see little baby Cindy looking at me and I can actually see baby Cindy is taller than I am. “Are you wet Kellie you have that look about you?” I hear Cindy asking me. I shake my head no. “I hope you like all my old clothes there are panties and plastic panties and training panties and tons of dresses and a bunch of skirts but no pants or shorts so I hope you’re a girly girl like me.” I hear Cindy saying.

“Come along Cindy we are going to be late to your hair appointment.”
I watch as Cindy waves to me, and runs over to her mommy's SUV and climbs in as they drive away I watch momma waving and I notice I am waving good-bye also.

“Well I guess we don’t have to buy you any new clothes to go over your new pretty diapers now sweetie.” I hear mommy saying as she picks me up and puts me in the van. I feel myself start to wet my pull-up, I cry softly.’’

I want to cry again but cannot I am too upset. “Mommy stop calling it a diaper, I wanted these pull-ups not diapers momma.” I see that look on mommas face like what is the difference between a diaper and pull-ups. I guess there is not much difference.

“Now stop being a baby or you will be wearing that pretty dress for the first day of school after summer break hehehe.” I hear momma say than hear her giggling. I don’t see what is so funny about that I am always being teased about acting like a tomboy, whatever that means. All the kids call me a tomboy for some reason guess they just pick on kids that just moved here. “Okay now we are almost there sweetie to pick your medications up.”

I look out the window; we are pulling into the pharmacy parking lot. “Okay sweetie we are here let's go, un-buckle your safety belt and we will get your stuff.” I start trying to get the safety belt un-buckled but it won't budge.

“Mommy can't I wait in the car I don’t want to go in there dressed like a little girl everyone will tease me.” I still try to get the safety belt un-buckled but it is not moving while I am talking to mommy.

I notice mommy opening the side door of the minivan staring at me trying to get the safety belt un-done. “Look at you sweetie you look like any other four-year-old girl. I can't leave you in the car alone I will be taken away to jail leaving a baby in the car alone I mean a little girl.” I hear mommy call me a baby and she smacks my hands away and un-does the safety belt, and picks me up out of the car seat and puts me down on the ground. “Now fix your dress sweetie unless you want everyone to see your pretty panties.” I pull my dress down but it is still so short.

“Momma I know I look like a baby girl, but I am not. I wish you would treat me like a big girl, I mean big boy.” What am I doing am I thinking of myself as a little girl? Can this little girl's dress I am wearing change me into a little girl? I am losing it I need to get a grip, and act more like the boy I am not realizing I am twisting long hair around my finger while I talk to mommy.

I did not even realize I am holding mommy’s hand and walking to the front door until we are walking into the pharmacy. The feeling of the wind blowing up my legs and around my panties is amazing and I giggle like a little girl softly from it tickling me.

“Hold my skirt Kelly while I hand our prescriptions’ to the pharmacist.” I do as I am told but it sure seems like momma is treating me more like a little girl than her son. I guess I am wearing this pretty dress so I guess who can blame her. “High my name is Mrs. Parker and this is little Kellie we are here to pick up our prescription’s.”

I watch as the pharmacist looks on the computer. “Oh yes I see both of your prescription’s right here. Looks like both of yours Mrs. Parker are just refills so you are familiar with them so that is good.” I look up at the older man wearing a white lab coat and small glasses.

“Little Kelly here looks like she has never had these medications before. Oh, she is so pretty too by the way.” Mommy smiles “Look here it has this wrong let me fix it while I am in her account. For some reason Kellie was in the computer as a male. Anyone can see she is a pretty little girl, okay that is fixed.”

Did that pharmacist just say he changed my paperwork on the computer from male to female? I am sure I heard him wrong, or I hope I did.

“Okay Mrs. Parker looks like one of Kelly’s prescription’s we don’t carry but we can use the generic one which will save you on the cost. The only difference is it has estrogen in it with extra strength levels which will be okay for little Kellie since she is a pretty little girl and not a boy. This prescription also has a remover for dead skin, and even warts, which can be the result of a bad rash. So don’t be too concerned if the rash starts to dry up and peel off okay Mrs. Parker?”

Mom was looking down at me fidgeting, and not paying attention to the pharmacist. “Yes I understand it is common for the rash to start to peel away.” Momma says while smiling down at me.

“Good now Kellies other prescription is just a rash cream and that will go directly on the rash. Do either of you little ladies have any questions?”

I hear the pharmacist say little ladies meaning he is counting me as one of the little ladies. I am wearing girl's clothes or I should say I am wearing a super girly dress, so I guess I can see how he could be mistaken. I guess it is like momma said that it is better I look like a little girl than a boy wearing this pretty dress. “Yes does it matter when we put the medicine on little Kellie?”

“Yes that is a good question; you see you will need to put both the lotions on HER first in the morning after her diaper change than around lunch time and last before bedtime. That is for both lotions; the one rash medicine goes everywhere on HER body that has a rash. That medicine only has regular estrogen in the cream to help with the itching. The estrogen extra strength cream that goes between her legs only, but if you only want to buy one like the extra strength you could use it by itself since it is just much stronger and will also remove the rash and dry the skin up and it will peel off like a sunburn.”

Oh, my god they are talking about me like I am not here not to mention they are treating me more and more like a toddler. I know I am wearing a diaper but that was the hospital’s ideas not mine. Speaking of diapers I wish mommy would hurry up I need to go potty the doctor was right with the tummy issue of bladder control or lack of it.

“Okay I guess we are ready then, thank you for all your help.” I hear mommy say to the pharmacist. Mommy takes the prescriptions with one hand, and my hand with her other. “Oh I almost forgot Kellie I better buy some diapers I mean pull-up stuff like diaper rash and baby oil and baby powder before we leave.”

I don’t know what to say, I feel mommy pick me up and put me into a basket with my legs hanging out of the little seat. I feel so much like a baby but now I really need to go potty because the cart is keeping my legs apart and I can feel a little pee trickle into my diaper before I can stop it. I look around and no one noticed that I peed a little in my pull-up. Mommy is looking at the diaper wipes when I feel myself start to pee again but with no warning. I feel a little scared that I had no notice about needing to go pee until I felt myself flooding my pull-up with warm pee. I want to cry so bad I cannot believe this is happening to me.

“Okay little Kellie I didn’t buy diaper rash medicine because we have this extra strength cream which I can just use it instead and save some money. Can you think of anything else we need?” I don’t want mommy to know I just wet my pull-up but she is going to find out later anyway so no sense bringing it up here.

I think to myself if there is anything else, we need to buy but I can only think about the pink pull-ups I am stuck wearing. “Mommy do they have any other color of pull-ups to buy instead of these pink girlie ones I am wearing?”

“I am sorry they only have pink pull-ups here also but they have diapers if you rather wear them sweetie at least they come in different colors.” I guess anything is better than pink pull-ups but diapers I won't be able to put on by myself.

Mommy leans down and looks me in the eye. “I can buy you diapers for night-time and you can use your pink pull-ups during the day so you can take them off by yourself when you need to go potty if you want okay?”

“Yes mommy that sounds good.” I notice mommy smiling real wide as she puts a large bag of diapers in the basket behind me. “The diapers aren’t pink right mommy?” I say me not being able to see the bag of diapers behind me in the basket.

I look up at mommy shaking her head. “No sweetie I didn’t get you the same pink colored diapers but if you start wetting your pull-ups I will get you some pretty pink diapers when you can't control your bladder because diapers are so much thicker than pull-ups sweetie okay?”

“Okay mommy.” I respond but then I remember that I am wearing a wet pull-up and I will have to think of a way so mommy cannot see I wet myself like a baby. Just the thought of always having to wear diapers is rather upsetting to say the least.

I guess I am in deep though because a minute later mommy is pushing the cart away from the checkout counter, we are leaving the building while I look around not realizing my feet are going back and force like a baby girl's legs dangling in the cart. The wind is going up my short dress and it actually feels good not being so hot and sweaty like I usually am in this weather.

“Here ya go sweetie, just stand there as I load the packages. Kellie hun I would fix your pretty dress and bend at your knees when you bend over so everyone doesn’t see your pretty panties okay?”

I look up at mommy after I hear her. “You mean everyone can see my pretty panties mommy, I mean my panties.” I try to fix what I say but I still refer to the panties as mine not just calling them panties. To be honest they are mine, and they are plastic panties. I am happy I am wearing them because of how much I have peed in my pull-up. The thought of standing there and someone seeing pee dripping down my legs is the worst possible thing in the world. I mean it is bad enough I am wearing a dress and a little babies dress at that while I am wearing a pull-up but the thought of everyone seeing I peed myself is just scary.

“Umm sweetie did you wet your pull-up?” I look up at mommy not knowing how to say. “I can tell you have sweetie your pull-up is starting to sag lower than your pretty dress. I guess I better change you before we leave we don’t want that rash getting any worse. Now hop up in the van and lay down across the seat little Kellie.”

I do as I am asked and hate hearing mommy calling me little one but it is better than that pharmacist calling me a baby. I lay there pulling my short dress down as mommy smiles at me. “Okay sweetie I want you to be a big girl and pull your pretty dress up so I can change you real quick sweetie okay?”

“Yes mommy.” I say and ignore her saying she wants me to be a big girl. I pull the short dress up, and I can feel the warm air hitting me more.

I look at mommy smiling. “Okay sweetie you need to pull your pretty dress up more so I can change you, pull your dress up as far as you can little Kellie.” Oh, man this is getting crazy, I pull my dress up until it is actually covering my eyes. Not realizing that anyone walking by will see my plastic panties and seeing a baby getting her diaper changed.

“Oh that’s my big girl hehehe.” I hear mommy saying and then giggling softly. “Looks like it was a good thing you are wearing your pretty pink plastic panties because there is pee in there. If you weren’t wearing them you would have had pee dripping down your legs sweetie.”

Wow that is so scary hearing mommy say that my worst nightmare almost came true with everyone almost seeing I peed myself in public. “But don’t worry sweetie these diapers are much thicker than a pull-up and won't leak as fast. Looks like you are going to wear your pretty diapers for a while until you get you control back to going potty okay sweetie?”

“Umm okay mommy I am glad no one seen I went potty I didn’t even know I went potty.” I say but it is kind of a lie since once I didn’t know I was going potty and once I could not stop going potty so I actually had no control the last time I just kept peeing until it stopped.

I can feel the air hitting my naked bottom not really thinking that I am naked from the waist down for the whole world to see. “Don’t worry sweetie I am sure your little boy parts will grow soon they still look the size when you were a newborn hehehe.” That is totally not, what I wanted my mother to be saying to me. I feel bad enough now mommy sees how small my boy parts are and I feel so embarrassed.

“I hope so too mommy everyone at school teases me in gym class about me having a baby size penis and stuff. Even the girl's say I am a tomboy when I am playing sports outside. What is a tomboy mommy do I look like a tomboy whatever that is?”

Mommy starts putting the rash medicine on me and it feels so cold in this heat. “Spread your legs sweetie I want to make sure I get this extra strength medicine everywhere between your legs okay?” I spread my legs apart like mommy wanted. “Oh and seeing you in this pretty dress I can for sure say you don’t look anything like a tomboy sweetie so I wouldn’t worry about that right now baby Kellie.” I feel more relaxed about not looking like a tomboy whatever that is, but did mommy just call me baby Kellie? Oh, I sure hope not.

“Mommy put extra of that medicine on me so I can get rid of this rash sooner than later okay?” I say but I should have corrected mommy or at least asked her not to call me a baby again.

I feel more of the cream going all over me between my legs and I can feel a tingly, and burning feeling on my little boy parts but it feels cooler on me everywhere else just burning on my little boy parts. I will see if it goes away than tell mommy I guess. “Okay sweetie put your legs together and lift you pretty little bottom up.” I do as I am told and I feel more of the cream piling up on my boy parts.

“Good girl now let me slide your pretty diaper under you, very good put you bottom down now baby girl.” I do as I am told but this time I am complaining about her calling me a baby and a baby girl as well which is worse. “Oh that is much better sweetie now let me secure the tape on your new diaper, and we will be done.”

Oh did she say she will be done, I won’t have the plastic panties on me, and if I pee, real bad again everyone will see me wet myself with pee going down my legs oh know. “Umm mommy maybe you should put the umm pretty panties I mean my plastic panties on still in case I have another accident.”

“Oh okay I guess if you want to wear your pretty pink plastic panties I guess you can if you really want to wear them, is that what you are saying baby girl?”

Mommy is going to make me say it aloud, this is so sad hope no one else hears me. “Um yes mommy can I wear my plastic panties too I say softly?”

“What was that sweetie? You have to speak up I cannot hear you. Are you asking to wear your pretty plastic panties so if you have another accident you will be okay being mommy’s pretty baby girl?”

I want to cry she is making me repeat myself not really listening to how girlie mommy is treating me. “Yes mommy.” I say louder almost yelling. “Mommy can I please wear my pretty plastic panties so I can be mommies baby girl?” Oh my god did I just say that? I cannot believe my own ears.

“That’s fine sweetie, yes you can be moms baby girl now let me put this new pair of plastic panties on you sweetie. I think you will like the pretty design.”

I feel my legs going through the elastic holes in the plastic panties than having mommy pull them up tight pushing my diaper inside so the diaper is completely covered. I hope the panties are less girly than the pink ones I was wearing before I don’t think they make a more girly style. Opps I was wrong, I lean up and see the super girly plastic panties I am wearing now. Oh how wrong I was, these plastic panties are also pink but baby pink, which is more of a light pink with little pictures of Disney princess all over them. I could not see the back yet. On the back of the plastic panties in bright pink letters says mommies baby princess on them.

“Umm mommy how did the rash look?” I pull my short dress down covering the panties as best I could. Mommy leans down and fixes my little ankle socks as she re-cuffs them over making every square inch of me looking as girly as possible.

Mommy picks me up and sits me in the seat and buckling me in. “Well it is too early to say but you are getting a little dead skin peeling between your legs especially by your baby scrotum.”

“Oh that is good mommy I hope this medicine works quickly I don’t want to have to wear my pretty dress and panties very long.” Why did I say MY PRETTY dress? That is so messed up I am calling this dress mine and worse I am calling the dress PRETTY also.

I shake my head trying to think clearer. “Well don’t worry baby Kellie there are a lot more pretty dresses of yours you can wear instead of just this pretty dress.” Before I can respond, and tell mommy I didn't mean it that way she closed the sliding door on the mini-van and walked around to the driver’s side.

“Hold on sweetie we will be home in about an hour so you might want to get a little rest okay sweetie?”

All I can think about is mommy’s comment about all MY new pretty dresses I have to wear now. I do feel better with a dry diaper and for some reason I wasn’t tired before just worried anyone would see me dressed like a little baby girl but right now I feel so relaxed, I close my eyes and I start to flood my diaper with warm pee.

The end of Part 2

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The Rash
Part 2.5

By Princess Pantyboy

Author’s Note:
All, I would like to thank Nikki for her comments and noticing my Part-2 story looked incomplete. Nikki is totally right I screwed up and sent in the wrong edited copy of my story. That is why I named this story Part 2.5 because it was supposed to go with part 2. I am sorry but thankful Nikki seen my screw up so I could fix it.

We were backpacking in the mountains so I did not know of my mistake. I sent the story and off we went into the North Cascade Mountains for a week. We were about 4-5 hours North of Seattle Washington or I should say that is were we parked the SUV and went into the forest. I am happy to say I am back in the world with showers and flush toilets, thank you god for flush toilets!!!!

Again please forgive my screw up and I hope you enjoy my newest story.
Hugs to all,
Princess Pantyboy

(I added a couple of paragraphs from part 2 to make the reading go smoother. I hope you enjoy my newest story. Hugs Princess)

Me, Kelly Parker, Kellie 10-year-old boy (size of 4-5yr old)
Mom, Karen Parker (my mommy)
Max Trump 10 year-old boy lives next door
Miley Trump 5-yr old girl lives next door
Stephanie Trump (Max & Miley's mommy)

“Good girl now let me slide your pretty diaper under you, very good put you bottom down now baby girl.” I do as I am told but this time I am complaining about her calling me a baby and a baby girl as well which is worse. “Oh that is much better sweetie now let me secure the tape on your new diaper, and we will be done.”

Oh did mommy say she will be done, I won’t have the plastic panties on me, and if I pee, real bad again everyone will see me wet myself with pee going down my legs oh know. “Umm mommy maybe you should put the umm pretty panties I mean my plastic panties on still in case I have another accident.”

“Oh okay I guess if you want to wear your pretty pink plastic panties I guess you can if you really want to wear them, is that what you are saying baby girl?”

Mommy is going to make me say it aloud, this is so sad hope no one else hears me. “Um yes mommy can I wear my plastic panties too I say softly?”

“What was that sweetie? You have to speak up I cannot hear you. Are you asking to wear your pretty plastic panties so if you have another accident you will be okay being mommy’s pretty baby girl?”

I want to cry she is making me repeat myself not really listening to how girlie mommy is treating me. “Yes mommy.” I say louder almost yelling. “Mommy can I please wear my pretty plastic panties so I can be mommies baby girl?” Oh my god did I just say that? I cannot believe my own ears.

“That’s fine sweetie, yes you can be moms baby girl now let me put this new pair of plastic panties on you sweetie. I think you will like the pretty design.”

I feel my legs going through the elastic holes in the plastic panties than having mommy pull them up tight pushing my diaper inside so the diaper is completely covered. I hope the panties are less girly than the pink ones I was wearing before. I don’t think they make a more girly style. Opps I was wrong, I lean up and see the super girly plastic panties I am wearing now. Oh how wrong I was, these plastic panties are also pink but baby pink, which is more of a light pink with little pictures of Disney princess all over them. I could not see the back yet. On the back of the plastic panties in bright pink letters says mommies baby princess on them.

“Umm mommy how did the rash look?” I pull my short dress down covering the panties as best I could. Mommy leans down and fixes my little ankle socks as she re-cuffs them over making every square inch of me looking as girly as possible.

Mommy picks me up and sits me in the seat and buckling me in. “Well it is too early to say but you are getting a little dead skin peeling between your legs especially by your baby scrotum.”

“Oh that is good mommy I hope this medicine works quickly I don’t want to have to wear my pretty dress and panties very long.” Why did I say MY PRETTY dress? That is so messed up I am calling this dress mine and worse I am calling the dress PRETTY.

I shake my head trying to think clearer. “Well don’t worry baby Kellie there are a lot more pretty dresses of yours you can wear instead of just this pretty dress.” Before I can respond, and tell mommy I didn't mean it that way she closed the sliding door on the mini-van and walked around to the driver’s side.

“Hold on sweetie we will be home in about an hour so you might want to get a little rest okay sweetie?”

All I can think about is mommy’s comment about all MY new pretty dresses I have to wear now. I do feel better with a dry diaper and for some reason I wasn’t tired before just worried anyone would see me dressed like a little baby girl but right now I feel so relaxed, I close my eyes and I start to flood my diaper with warm pee.

I am sleeping peacefully until I hear the sliding door on our mini-van open and I wake up rubbing my eyes. Mommy is un-buckling me and picking me up out of the car seat and putting me down on our driveway. I hear a skateboard, and I stop rubbing my eyes hearing my new friend Max whom I met last month when we moved in here.

“Hi Mrs. Parker how are you doing?” I look up and see Max talking to mommy as I run over to mommy and Max.

Mommy looks at me with a weird look on her face. “Hi Max how ya doing? That was a pretty cool 180 you just did.” Mommy is watching me talking to Max not saying anything. I rub my eyes not being fully awake yet. “Hey Max you want me to get my skateboard and show you that I can do a 360 without falling off?” Max looks down at me wearing the little yellow dress, white Mary Jane shoes with tiny lace ankle socks cuffed barely covering my ankles. I am more dressed in the style for a baby girl or maybe a little toddler girl.

“My mommy and little sister were right the way you always play with your long hair like you’re doing now.” I stop twisting my hair around my finger while we are talking. “They said you are just a little tomboy trying to play with the big boy's.”

I am in shock hearing Max calling me a tomboy whatever that is until mommy gets involved. “Now, now Max that is not a very nice thing to say. Now Max does Kellie look like a tomboy to you this very second?” I hear mommy saying

“Umm no ma'am SHE doesn’t look like a tomboy at all anymore. I am sorry I called HER a tomboy. Kellie I am sorry I called you a tomboy, and yes I want to see you do a 360, but if I can't do a 360 without wiping out no way can a little girl do it.” Max says while he is staring at me.

I of course am not thinking at all about the fact that I am wearing a little baby girl's dress and diaper which is soaked. I am not thinking about that I look totally like a little girl.

“Well Kellie sweetie you need to come in and get changed than you can come out and play with Max if you want to sweetie okay?” mommy says to me.

I smile thinking I am going to be able to show off on my skateboard after I get my diaper changed thank god mommy didn’t say I can come out after I get my diaper changed. “Okay I can come out after I get changed Max so I will be right out okay Max?”

“Okay Kellie I am going to go home and go use the bathroom and that will give you a chance to change your pretty dress. Bye see ya in a couple minutes.” I am in shock by Max's comments as I watch him skateboard back to his house across the street.

Oh my god than it hits me I am still wearing my pretty dress. Oh, my god the whole world is staring at me wearing a girl's dress. I want to cry but then I hear mommy saying something. “Kellie what on earth are you doing sweetie?” I look up at mommy staring down at me.

“Mommy I forgot I was wearing this dress now Max thinks I am a little girl. I hope he didn’t see I am wearing a diaper too.”

I look up at mommy shaking her head at me. “I was wondering why you ran up to him with you still wearing your dress. I was smiling at you while you were playing with your dress and talking to Max just like it was another day in the neighborhood. Well at least you know you wearing a dress doesn’t scare off your friend.”

“Yea but I am sure he must think I am a little girl. Oh, what am I going to do? Oh, man I am so much in trouble. What is Max going to think when he finds out I am a boy wearing adress and diaper mommy? I am going to see him in a few minutes what am I going to say when I see him or he sees me?” I say softly, I feel like I am going to have a heart attack I am so upset.

I start to cry softly. “Well sweetie if he is looking out his window right this second he will see you dressed like a pretty little girl squatting down like you are peeing in your diaper.” I look up at mommy hearing her and I look at myself in the reflection of us standing next to the mini-van. “You know you are squatted down and peeing in your diaper up right?”

“Umm I am sorry mommy as I realize she is right I can't control myself and sure enough I am indeed squatting down in front of god and everyone but I am not peeing into my diaper. I am peeing and going poop in my diaper as I start to cry.

Mommy puts her hand on my shoulder. “It’s okay sweetie.” Mommy says and picks me up and brings me in the house, puts me down gently on my bed. “Now just lay back on you bed sweetie, mommy will change your messy diaper real quick than you can go out and play on your skateboard.”

“But mommy, Max seen me wearing this little girl's dress. How am I supposed to look him in the eyes knowing he seem me dressed like a little girl.”

Mommy has already cleaned me up and is putting a new diaper back on me. “Well sweetie you really don’t have much choice, I mean he is going to think of you as a pretty little girl wearing a pretty dress or he will be thinking of you as a boy wearing a pretty dress. I think you would be teased if he knew you were a boy in a dress but up to you sweetie. The doctor did say you have to wear a diaper because of the rash but he said nothing about wearing dresses.”

“But mommy what if I don’t wear the diaper while I am skateboarding because I always fall and he will see the diaper under my dress.” Mommy stops and is clearly thinking about it. “Please mommy we will just be outside and if I have to go potty I can just run in the house real fast, lift up my dress, and go pee.”

I notice mommy smiling but not saying anything. “Okay sweetie I will let you just wear your regular panties that go with your pretty dress okay?” Before I could respond, I feel mommy start to take my diaper off. “You have to promise me that when you have to go potty you will stop whatever you are doing and come in the house and go potty like a big girl okay sweetie? Looks like a little potty leaked out of your diaper and panties and got on your dress sweetie. Lift your arms up sweetie okay?”

“Okay mommy.” I sit up as mommy pulls the dress over my head and puts it down next to me on the bed. I ignore mommy referring to me as a big girl before she changes her mind and makes me wear a diaper again. “Umm okay mommy I will be a good girl.” I cannot believe I just called myself a girl.

Mommy walks over to one of the large garbage bags, and pulls something pink or I hope it is only like a light red color. “Lift your arms up again sweetie.” I do as I am told, I feel my little hands and arms pop through the short puffy sleeves then I notice it is the same exact dress I was wearing before but pink.

“Oh this fits you perfectly now let's try your pretty panties sweetie.” I feel mommy pulling up my new pink lace panties with little flowers all over them. A pretty little pink bow is in the center of the waistband. I feel mommy lift me up pulling the dress down, as I am excited about not wearing the girly diaper anymore. “Are you sure you don’t want your diaper so if you have an accident your protected sweetie?”

I look away from the new dress I am wearing hearing mommy trying to talk me into wearing a diaper again. “No mommy I am okay really…..Umm…Okay I am going outside mommy bye.” I kiss mommy on the cheek like I seen little girl's do before mommy changes her mind about me wearing a diaper.

The moment I go outside, I see Max standing by the driveway, I feel a cool breeze come, and the air goes up my legs blowing my dress around. I forgot I was wearing a dress. “Oh know I am outside again wearing a dress and panties this time. I should have asked mommy to let me wear my regular boy clothes since I am not wearing a diaper. I mean the only reason I am wearing a dress is that the diapers do not fit under my regular boy clothes. The second I am going to tell Max I am going to change into some shorts, I hear him yelling to me.

“Come on Kellie you are so slow I can't believe you can skateboard better than me. Come on show me the 360 you said you can do, or were you just lying, or trying to act big in front of your little mommy?”

I hear him teasing me and calling me a liar. “I’ll show him who is a liar. I pull my Mary Jane shoes and socks off and grab my skateboard that is still by the front door. “I couldn’t find my sneakers so I am going to teach you Max how a professional skateboards barefooted.”

“Yea right whatever your just a silly little girl.” I hear him saying something softly but cannot make it out as I start rolling down my driveway on my skateboard. I see the little hump in the driveway were I know I can get the air I need to get my 360 going.

I hit the hump at just the right speed. I lift my feet, and the board up in the air, and do a complete 360-degree turn and I stop smiling. Wow that was easier in a dress than it was in jeans thinking to myself as I see Max speechless.

“I told you I could do it Max now who is the little one now hehehe.” I giggle softly before I notice I just giggled like a little girl.

I hear clapping from behind us and there is a little girl and a lady clapping and staring at me then at Max. “That was great I told Max I believed you when you told him you could do a 360.” I hear the little girl saying.

“By the way I am Ms. Trump and this is my little Miley. Max is my son, and Miley's big brother who is usually mean to girls so I am glad you were able to show him up. I think Max said your name is Kellie, is that right honey?”

I am smiling hearing I have fans watching me show up Max when he thought he was so good skateboarding. “Umm yes umm ma'am I am Kellie. Oh, and thank you both for the cheering, and clapping for me hehehe.” I turn and see Max shaking his head. “I told you Max I can do it. I know I am small for my size but size doesn’t matter it is all about the skill.”

“I think that is so great seeing a little girl wearing a pretty pink dress show up big bad Max. Don’t you think that is great Miley?”

I look over at Max’s little sister smiling from ear to ear. “Yes mommy I think it is great that a little girl like me beat big Max at his favorite sport of skateboarding hehehe. Max was beat by a little girl in a pink dress that is just too funny mommy.”

“Is everything okay out hear.” I hear mommy saying as she walks outside seeing all these people on our driveway.

I watch as Ms. Trump walks over to mommy and shakes her hand. “Hi I am Stephanie and little Miley here is my little daughter and big boy Max is my son. We were all clapping at how great you daughter Kellie just showed up big Max who has been saying girls cannot skateboard and they cannot do anything he can do. Your little daughter Kellie just showed Max up and I think it is great your little daughter here wearing that pretty pink dress skateboarded like a professional showing up a spoiled boy who was picking on little girl's.”

“Hi mommy.” I say smiling up at mommy as she puts her hand on my shoulder listening. We hear Ms. Trump saying to mommy as Miley and me are smiling. I am ignoring the million times Ms. Trump called me a little girl or mom’s daughter.

Mommy looks back at me. “Well yes my daughter Kellie.” I see mommy smiling at me. “Yes she is a great skateboard rider SHE has been riding a skateboard since SHE was in diapers hehehe. ” Oh, that is so true since I was in diapers 10 minutes ago thinking to myself while I listen to mommy.

“Mrs. Parker I think your little daughter Kellie is the best skateboarder I have ever seen. I should say the best wearing a dress, at least.” I smile hearing Max finally acknowledging me as I good skateboarder. To be honest I think I skateboard a 100-times better wearing this dress. Maybe it is because the dress is less confining than jeans.

Mommy looks at me, and smiles. “Well thank you Max that is very nice for you to say that about my DAUGHTER.” I roll my eyes hearing mommy call me her daughter again.

“Excuse me, Mrs. Parker is it?” I hear Max’s mommy say to my mommy.

Mommy turns and looks. “Oh call me Karen by the way it is a pleasure to meet you.”

“Oh okay Karen my name is Stephanie it is good to meet you also. Max came inside earlier and told us about your little one Kellie and after meeting your daughter my little Miley was wondering if she could come over across the street to our house, and teach Miley how to skateboard?”

Miley pulls on her mommy’s hand. “I really want Kellie to teach me how to skateboard Mrs. Parker. Max is always teasing me about not being able to skateboard and that girls can't skateboard.” I smile hearing the little girl wanting to learn how to skateboard.

“Well I don’t have a problem with my DAUGHTER going to play at your house. Kellie do you want to come in side and go potty first or are you okay sweetie?”

I see Max and Miley smiling. “Oh I am okay mommy.” I see Max run a head of us and jump on his skateboard and ride over to his house. I put my skateboard on the ground, and am ready to jump on it when I feel Miley's hand take my hand.

“Oh I think you are great Kellie that you can skateboard so good and am going to teach me how too.” We all start walking over to their house. I feel the wind blowing up my dress again reminding me that I am wearing a dress still.

I shake my head again; I missed another chance to get out of this dress when mommy asked me to go potty in our house before I went over to play. My life is crazy I wanted to hang out with Max because he is a boy, and he is my age. I am holding his baby sisters hand who is like maybe 4 or 5 while we walk over to their house me wearing a little girl's dress still. Baby Miley is wearing a pretty dress though, wait what am I thinking? I have to get a grip I am starting to think more and more like I am a little girl.

“Oh don’t um thank me yet baby Miley, skateboarding is a lot of work.” I say as I look over at little Miley and I shouldn’t call her little because she is actually taller than me.

I feel Miley pull on my hand and we stop in the middle of her driveway. “I am not a baby so please don’t call me that okay Kellie?” hearing Miley saying almost yelling at me.

“Oh I am sorry Miley I guess I am just repeating what Max calls you I am sorry for calling you a baby.”

Miley smiles at me while we continue to walk. “Oh it’s okay Kellie I am used to other big people calling me a baby but I am bigger than you so if anyone is a baby it would be you hehehe.” I hear Miley say and giggle. Before I have a chance to respond, she continues to talk. “I am taller than you but don’t worry I won't call you a baby. I really like your pretty dress by the way do you think mine is pretty too?”

“Umm thanks Miley, yes I think your dress is pretty too. Do you have your own skateboard Miley?” I say while I stare at her dress, which is very pretty but probably a little shorter than mine.

I twist my long hair around my finger while I wait for Miley to answer me. “Oh yes my mommy bought me a really pretty pink skateboard I keep it up here by the garage. I’ll get it hold on.” Miley runs off and comes back fast. “See Kellie look how pretty mine is isn't it? I even got these pink stickers from the girl selection of sporting goods.”

“Oh yes your skateboard is umm pretty and very pink. Can I try it to see if I can skateboard on it?” Miley hands her skateboard to me and I let her hold mine. “Okay your driveway is on more of a hill than mine so you can get some air fast I bet. You watch and try to see what I am doing okay? I never taught anyone how to skateboard before okay Miley?”

Miley is smiling at me. “Okay I am watching you.” I start to run slowly and get on Miley's skateboard and it maneuvers pretty good and I can tell it is new, and very easy to ride but it is bright pink. I ride her skateboard all over her big driveway while she watches me.

“Girl's you want to come in and take a drink break it is pretty hot out there.” Max stops when he hears his mom. “Yes of course Max you can come inside to a take a drink break too.”

That sounds good as everyone tosses there skateboard down and races to the front door. “I won.” Max says.

“I came in second. You are good riding a skateboard Kellie but you are a slow runner.” Miley says smiling at me.

I put my hands on my hips and am puffing heavily from running. “Well I didn’t know we were racing I bet I will win next time.” I can tell both of them is ignoring me and I am out of breathe and breathing fast and both of them are just normal like all is good. I feel like my heart is going to bounce out of my chest it is beating so fast.

“Okay girl's your sippy cups are on the counter and Max your glass is on the table be careful.” We walk over to our drinks, and there are two pink sippy cups and oh my god everyone is treating me like I am a baby. I do not care because I am so thirsty from skateboarding. “Girl's if you want to go sit by the pool and take your drink break that will be okay. Max you have to take the garbage out first than you can sit by the pool with the girl's okay son?”

Max puts his drink down and starts to whine. “That is so un fair mom I came inside to take a break and now I have to take the garbage out and only girl's get to take a break.” Miley start to giggle hearing Max whining, before I notice I am giggling like a little girl too. “Girl's enough of giggling at Max go outside or maybe it will be nap time Miley okay?”

“Okay mommy we are gone. Kellie lets race to the table next to the pool okay. But if you spill your drink you lose okay?”

I nod yes while I am drinking out of the sippy cup. “Okay ready start go.” Miley says and we both start walking quickly across their backyard. I almost choke on my drink when I see Miley's dress go in the air from the wind and I see her pretty pink panties. We both get to the table and Miley is just behind me.

“Yes I won, yes I won this time Miley I told you I wasn’t a baby.” I am jumping up and down in a circle and Miley takes my hand and we are holding hands jumping up and down in the grass next to the pool.

All of a sudden, Miley stops jumping, and is staring at me up and down. I stop jumping too and watch Miley staring at me. I look down when I feel wet, and see pee dripping down both of my legs. I start to cry softly. “I guess we know who the baby is.” Miley says and I start to cry louder as Miley mommy runs out to me.

“Oh sweetie did you have an accident? That is okay little girl's always have accidents, you will be okay sweetie. Here come with me and we will get you cleaned up and changed sweetie.”

I am so embarrassed peeing in my panties in front of everyone. “Miley you stay right there and we will be right out.”

We walk in the house and Mrs. Trump un-buttons the back of my dress and pulls it over my head. I am walking only in my pink panties that are soaked. Okay sweetie let me find you something to wear then everything will be okay.

Mrs. Trump comes back in the bathroom carrying some pink things and I start crying louder almost screaming from embarrassment. A few minutes later Mrs. Trump and I are walking outside and I am wearing a little girl's one piece pink swimsuit with a princess on the front. Everyone can clearly see little pieces of pink diaper sticking out of the elastic leg holes. The world now sees me dressed like a little baby girl wearing a diaper and pink swimsuit. I am so embarrassed.

The end of Part 2.5

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The Rash
Part 3

By Princess Pantyboy

Author’s Note:
I added a couple of paragraphs from part 2.5 to make the reading go smoother. I hope you enjoy my newest story. Hugs Princess

Me, Kelly Parker, Kellie 10-year-old boy (size of 4-5 yr old)
Mom, Karen Parker (my mommy)
Max Trump 10 year-old boy lives next door
Miley Trump 5-yr old girl lives next door
Stephanie Trump (Max & Miley's mommy)

“Okay girl's your sippy cups are on the counter and Max your glass is on the table be careful.” We walk over to our drinks, and there are two pink sippy cups and oh my god everyone is treating me like I am a baby. I do not care because I am so thirsty from skateboarding. “Girl's if you want to go sit by the pool and take your drink break that will be okay. Max you have to take the garbage out first than you can sit by the pool with the girl's okay son?”

Max puts his drink down and starts to whine. “That is so un fair mom I came inside to take a break and now I have to take the garbage out and only the girl's get to take a break.” Miley start to giggle hearing Max whining, before I notice I am giggling like a little girl too. “Girl's enough of giggling at Max go outside or maybe it will be nap time Miley okay?”

“Okay mommy we are gone. Kellie lets race to the table next to the pool okay. But if you spill your drink you lose okay?”

I nod yes while I am drinking out of the sippy cup. “Okay ready start go.” Miley says and we both start walking quickly across their backyard. I almost choke on my drink when I see Miley's dress go in the air from the wind and I see her pretty pink panties. We both get to the table and Miley is just behind me.

“Yes I won, yes I won this time Miley I told you I wasn’t a baby.” I am jumping up and down in a circle, and Miley takes my hand and we are holding hands jumping up and down in the grass next to the pool.

All of a sudden, Miley stops jumping, and is staring at me up and down. I stop jumping too and watch Miley staring at me. I look down when I feel wet, and see pee dripping down both of my legs. I start to cry softly. “I guess we know who the baby is.” Miley says and I start to cry louder as Miley’s mommy runs out to me.

“Oh sweetie did you have an accident? That is okay little girl's always have accidents, you will be okay sweetie. Here come with me and we will get you cleaned up and changed sweetie.”

I am so embarrassed peeing in my panties in front of everyone. “Miley you stay right there and we will be right out.”

We walk in the house and Mrs. Trump un-buttons the back of my dress and pulls it over my head. I am walking only in my pink panties that are soaked. Okay sweetie let me find you something to wear then everything will be okay.

Mrs. Trump comes back in the bathroom carrying some pink things and I start crying louder almost screaming from embarrassment. A few minutes later Mrs. Trump and I are walking outside and I am wearing a little girl's one piece pink swimsuit with a princess on the front. Everyone can clearly see little pieces of pink diaper sticking out of the elastic leg holes. The world now sees me dressed like a little baby girl wearing a diaper and pink swimsuit. I am so embarrassed.

“Hi Kellie I knew my bathing suit would fit you, you look very pretty.” I cannot believe I am outside wearing a baby's swimsuit and a diaper, or I guess it really is a pull up. Miley's mommy wanted to change me and I told her I was a big girl. I still cannot believe I told her I was a big girl. I am acting more and more like a girl wearing their girly clothes I really need to get a grip. The good thing is at least she didn’t see I am a boy and not a baby girl.

I play with my long hair still not believing I put a pull-up on. Mommy was right my rash is starting to get better and is peeling. I had a big piece of peeling skin under my little penis, and I just peeled it off and now my skin is clear and soft with nothing under my penis. I wonder what mommy said before that my scrotum was all peeling that must be what she called the peeling skin under my penis. I have to admit it does feel better with that gone.

“Mommy must be letting us go in the pool, I am going to run inside and get my other swimsuit on Kellie.” Before I can say, anything Miley is running into her house and I am standing by her pool alone.

I walk over to the in the ground pool and sit down and put both my feet in the pool and it feels so good especially since it is so hot outside. “Kellie, oh Kellie you aren’t allowed in the pool by yourself sweetie okay?” I turn around hearing Miley's mommy. “Max can you come out back and babysit baby Kellie while your sister gets her swimsuit on?”

“Okay mom but I am going to get my swimsuit on too then I will be right out.” I cannot believe Miley's mommy called me a baby, and now I am going to be babysat by my new friend Max.

I start to sit up when Mrs. Trump puts her hand on my shoulder and sits down next to me putting her feet in the pool too. “Oh I am sorry I called you a baby by the way little Kellie but no-one is allowed in the pool by themselves. I know you didn’t know our rules since this is the first time you have been over our house so I won't tell your mommy okay?”

“Thank you Mrs. Trump I didn’t know. I love your pool it is so pretty.” What the heck I don’t use the word pretty ever now I am using it all the time I need to get my own swimsuit on and show them I am not a baby girl. I did kind of pee in my panties so maybe I will not make a bigger scene thinking to myself.

We both turn around hearing noises by the fence. “Hi anyone there?” I turn and see it is my mommy. “I was knocking on the front door and no one was answering and I heard voices around back I hope you don’t mind me just coming in?”

“Oh no I was just going to ask your pretty daughter what your phone number was to see if little Kellie here was allowed to go swimming with us.” Mrs. Trump says while sitting next to me.

Mommy walks over and sees me wearing the tiny pink one-piece swimsuit with the diaper bulging out. “You look very pretty in that swimsuit Kellie but did you have another accident sweetie?”

“Umm yes mommy I am sorry I didn’t even know I had to go potty until it was going down my legs I am so sorry.” I start to cry softly

Mom rubs my shoulder softly. “It is okay sweetie did you tell Mrs. Parker about your problem with the medication you are talking?” I shake my head no slowly.

“Little Kellie here started taking this medication, and the doctor said SHE would be having bladder control problems while taking it. I am trying to tell her she needs to wear a diaper all the time but SHE wants to be a big GIRL.” Oh, man mommy is referring to me as a big girl, I have to just ignore it and go with it, or everyone will know I am a boy wearing a dress or like now a boy wearing a diaper and a girl's pink swimsuit.

I just kick my feet slowly in the pool while I sit on the edge of the pool listening to mommy and Mrs. Trump talking. “Excuse me mommy can we go in the pool now.” I hear Miley saying while she is walking towards us by the pool.

“No Miley I still have to go inside and get my swimsuit on then you girls can go in the pool.” I see her mom go back to talking to my mom. “Karen if it is okay for Kellie to go swimming I would love some adult conversation maybe you can stay and join us in the pool. You and I look to be about the same size and I am sure you can use a break also.”

I smile hearing mommy was invited to go swimming too. “Well Stephanie I think that is a great idea if it’s not too much inconvenience?” Mommy turns to me and we both smile, her looking at me up and down in the girl's swimsuit.

“Great than that is settled then. Max can you watch the girl's while we get our swimsuits on. No one in the pool until we get back okay son?”

I can tell Max isn't a happy camper but he was being mean. “OH I guess mom, not like your giving me a choice.” Max walks slower over to the pool and sits down across the pool putting his feet in the pool. Miley and I dangle our feet in the warm water-cooling off in the heat of the day. I lay back with my feet in the water and my arms behind my head feeling the sun warming my face.

“Oh don’t you look so cute laying there in your pink little one piece swimsuit Kellie.” I hear mommy saying as she is standing over me wearing a pretty bikini and it is bright yellow and I see Miley's mom wearing a white bikini. I roll my eyes hearing her, I sit up and I never noticed how pretty mommy is in a bikini.

Mommy leans into me and starts to whisper in my ear. “I talked to Mrs. Trump and she said if you go in the house and go potty you can go in the pool without a diaper on. If not you can’t go in the pool with a diaper on something about the stuff in the diaper will clog the filter so what do you think sweetie?”

“I don’t want to wear a diaper mommy, I’ll go inside and go potty okay mommy?” I say.

Mommy reaches her hand down to me and pulls me up to my feet. “Stephanie I am going to take Kellie inside to go potty than we will be right out.” I start to walk with mommy holding my hand. I feel like such a baby-holding mommy’s hand but then again I am wearing a diaper and a baby girl's swimsuit.

“Sounds great remember the smaller swimsuit is on the kitchen table it should fit her.” Mrs. Trumps says while she walks slowly into the pool and Miley and Max seem to jump in the pool at the same time.

We walk into the house and mommy brings me into the bathroom. “Now let me get this swimsuit off of you and then the diaper so you can go potty.” I feel the swimsuit sliding over my shoulders and down my legs while I stand only in the pull up. I start to slide it down a bit and I feel mommy smack my hands away. “No sweetie let mommy do it for her little girl hehehe.” Hearing mommy giggle after her comment.

“Mommy I am not a little girl, I am being teased by everyone so I don’t need you teasing me too mommy.”

I notice mommy put her hands on her hips and I know that is never a good sign. “Well sweetie no-one is teasing you at all. Everyone is treating you just like the little girl you look like. Okay yes I teased you a little bit calling you my little girl, but we are by ourselves so chill out.” Mommy kneels down in front of me and pulls my pull up down my legs as we both notice at the same time how wet the pull up is.

“Um sweetie how has your rash been feeling?” I feel mommy poking at my skin with her finger. I look down watching her.

I rub my eyes from my hair being in my eyes again. “Umm well mommy the rash is doing just like the doctor said starting to peel away and my skin is so smooth. Just before I put that pull up on me there was a lot of dead dried up skin below my penis so I just peeled it off and now it is smooth under my penis.”

“Yes I see that you don’t have a scrotum anymore. It looks like your little penis is cover in the rash and is starting to peel away also.” I see a concerned look on mommy’s face. “Well let's just get you on the toilet and try to go pee for your mommy okay sweetie?” I stand naked as mommy is staring between my legs for some reason.

I climb up on the toilet. “I am trying to go mommy but it doesn’t feel like I have to go potty anymore.” Mommy looks down at me with a concern look on her face.

“Well sweetie I told Mrs. Trump you are a big girl and would try to go potty.” I look at mommy when she calls me a big girl. “But just sit there and try and push harder maybe like when you have to go poop just push really hard and maybe that will help.”

I do as mommy says and I start pushing and I can feel myself start to go poop so I guess that is a good sign and I push more and I start going pee and poop. “Mommy, mommy I am going pee too that is a good sign.” I look up and see a smile on her. “Umm mommy I looked down while I am going pee and the pee isn't coming from my penis like it always does its coming from somewhere behind that that I can't see mommy.”

“Okay sweetie well mommy will have a look after you finish going potty, you will be okay sweetie.” I listen to mommy and then the pee stops going while I watch between my legs as it finishes dripping than I wipe my butt and flush the toilet. “Okay you are all done so stand up for mommy and let me take a look.” I do as mommy asks. “Okay sweetie looks like the rash is making your penis really start to peel so I will just pull off the skin that is peeling off.”

I look down between my legs and mommy is peeling small pieces of dead skin and tossing it in the toilet. I then see the rash that is all over my penis as mommy starts to peel that dead skin and it all just peels off, and mommy drops it in the toilet. “Umm sweetie since you don’t have a pen.. um diaper to wear anymore you will have to wear a small swimsuit and here it is.” I see the bright yellow one-piece girl's swimsuit mommy shows me that she took of the top of the sink. I notice it is the same color as mommy’s bikini.

“Okay sweetie lift your foot up and mommy will hold your swimsuit open so you can just step into it.” I lift my foot up and I stare between my legs and I see nothing between my legs but a little slit were my penis and balls were, and no rash at all.

I stare again between my legs, I step in with my other legs confirming no more bulge between my legs. “Mommy, mommy were did my penis go it is not there anymore and the rash it totally gone too?” I say while my new swimsuit is only up to my ankles as mommy stops.

“What do you mean silly only boys have penises, you are a little girl see.” Mommy spreads my legs giving me a much clearer view between my legs. I feel mommy pulling the tiny yellow swimsuit up my legs and pulls my arms through the straps. I look down between my legs seeing no bulge just a little gap between my legs.

I am starting to freak out in my mind, mommy smiles down at me looking concerned until we make eye contact than she smiles. “Kellie, Kellie hurry I want us to go in the pool hurry up.” I hear Miley saying rather loudly taking my mind off of everything that is happening. “Oh my old swimsuit fits you really good.” I watch as Miley's eyes go up and down my body smiling with mommy.

“Now let's go outside before my mommy says we have to get out of the pool.” I feel Miley take my hand pulling me down the hallway.

I turn and see mommy staring at me being dragged down the hallway by Miley. “Sweetie since everything is gone between your legs, I mean your rash is gone you won't have to take the rash medicine anymore. That means you won't need to wear a diaper so that’s good news right sweetie? So you go be a big girl for mommy okay sweetie pie?”

“Umm yea I guess mommy.” I look down between my legs again seeing nothing bulging just what I later find out is called a camel toe. “I will be a big girl mommy.” I give mommy a small smile, Miley starts to drag me out the door towards the pool.

Mrs. Trump turns and sees us running towards the pool followed by my mommy. “Looks like your little Kellie fits perfectly into Miley's old swimsuit. I have tons of dresses and skirts that will fit.” I hear her saying to mommy. “All these little girls’ running around in pants and shorts well my daughter is a girly girl for sure and now yours will be too.”

I hear Mrs. Trump help turning me into a girly girl like little Miley. I do not know how this happens to me. I don’t think my mommy needs any help turning me into a girly girl I mean I have been wearing dresses since I left the doctor’s office and seems my new clothes just get girlier and girlier. I am holding hands with Miley as we both jump into the pool together.

THE END

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