"Girls will be boys and boys will be girls, it's a ..." -- The Kinks

by Angel O'Hare

I HAD TO KNOW! I HAD TO EXPERIENCE! I HAD TO LEARN...

Mrs. Brown laid the book on the table and opened the duffle. She took out two boxes and laid them on the table. She continued emptying the duffle sorting as she went. There were bottles and more boxes of various sizes, mostly small ones. There were bags and tubes of creams.

Then I saw her take out some medical supplies. A medical kit of some kind, needles, and a couple of those bottles you see nurses draw medicine into a needle from. There was an ice bag, tape and several small packages that said sutures on them. (I hoped they were not planning on anything drastic here!) The site of those particular items started to panic me.

Grace saw my expression and said right away to me, "Don't worry Ricky!" She chuckled. "This is all part of a few kits I have brought. We will only be using a few items from each. I promise you that we will be doing nothing that cannot be removed or changed back by morning." She laughed then as I relaxed.

My mother was writing again, looking up, and smiling, now and then. Aunt Harriet had taken the covers off of the case she had brought and I could now see that it contained a dizzying array of different kinds of make-up and other items. I did not dare ask her what those other items were used for.

I looked over at Grace and she was putting on a white plastic apron that covered her from the neck to her ankles and wrapped completely around her body. She looked at me and said, "I don't want to have to wear this for long Ricky, it traps the body heat and gets very uncomfortable to wear after a short time. What we have to do is remove your body hair. We will use this cream (She held up this large bottle.) to do that. We have to spread it thickly all over your skin and leave it on for about ten minutes. This other tube is an ointment. (She held up a tube and showed me.) We spread this on the parts of your skin we don't want the other cream to reach. If we don't do this step you will burn in places you don't want to hurt ok?"

I told her I understood and it was ok. She then asked me to go with her to the full bath. I did. Harriet and my mom came with us each was carrying a box and a bottle of something.

We entered the full bath, Grace asked me to remove my robe, and I did. My mom took it from me. Grace had put on some gloves and so did Harriet. Harriet had the ointment and spread some on both of my nipples and then my male parts. She then covered my anal area and between my legs.

I have to admit the feelings were intense and something grew to the occasion! The women chuckled and Grace told me it was a natural reaction and not to worry. For some reason I was not worried or embarrassed at all. I figured my lack of embarrassment was due to the fact that I had nothing left to hide. They had seen and heard all from me by now. I trusted them! I loved them, yes, Grace as well.

When Harriet had finished Grace started to put a thick coating of the cream everywhere. She started at my ankles and started working upwards. My mother took a brush and while brushing my hair started pinning it up using Bobbie Pins. She took the blue shower cap and fixed it over my hair when she finished.

Grace was very careful when she reached my hip area and covered my buttocks. She asked Harriet to cover the small area of pubic hair I had with ointment. Harriet smiled and did just that. She was extra careful and it felt like she had drawn something. Grace continued spreading the cream all over me. My back and shoulders. She had me raise my arms and put the cream under my arms as well. They were done.

I had to stand there like that for six more minutes! I started to feel warm and the smell was not a pleasant one! I started to feel hot and the smell did not get any better! I got very hot! I felt like my skin was burning. The areas not covered by the cream were cool in a dramatic contrast. I could really feel the different areas!

Finally, Grace helped me to stand in the tub while she turned on the hand-held shower nozzle. She tested the water and then took a cloth in her other hand. My mom took it from her and told her to just do the rinsing. Harriet was holding a big fluffy towel. Grace started rinsing me with a soft spray. My mom wiped the cloth over my body that Grace was rinsing. They started at my ankles and worked up. The spots of hair I did have disappeared with each gentle caress of the cloth and the soft spray of the tepid water.

Soon all the cream was gone and my mom changed to a different cloth. This one was even softer than the last. Grace tested the water again and I could tell it was much warmer. She started to rinse my nipples and my mother gently washed off the ointment. OH MY! What sensations! LORDY! My whole body started to quiver! By the time both my nipples were cleaned of the ointment I was a quivering mess!

My mom told me she knew how good that had felt. Harriet and Grace just smiled and Harriet said to me, "Now you know how it feels when a girl has her nipples caressed. Boys do not have any where near the sensation with their nipples as we do!"

I was now very happy to have girl's nipples as part of my body! WOW! My mom kept gently caressing and Grace kept softly rinsing. I was in a special place. A place I had never been before, lost in sensations and feelings. The area they were now rinsing and caressing was too much for me to take! I quivered and moaned I almost fell to my knees. I felt the sensations building from my nipples to my toes and back between my legs and bottom!

I had to hold on to something and quickly! Harriet grabbed my arms as I reached the height of sensation. I was on overload, my whole body trembling, my knees buckling. My nipples got so tight and hard they shot sparks to every part of my body! My bottom tightened, my scrotum squeezed tightly and my whole body quivered, again and again until I felt a release that was too incredible to ever be able to put into words! It felt as if my penis had just burst as well. I fell against Harriet and just rested against her until my breathing came back to normal. I knew what masturbation felt like, I had enough experience with the one-handed bandit, but this was far and above anything, I had ever experienced before!

All three women looked at me with big smiles on their faces and my mom said to me, "Someone all boy could never experience what you just did Ricky."

Harriet laughed and hugged me real tight saying, "You better not get addicted to that, you could end up hurting yourself." All of us laughed at that.

Grace was smiling and told me, "Being both has its advantages and disadvantages, Ricky. This was one of the advantages. We will tell you and show you about everything we can, but you must remember to always stay in control when you can. If not you could easily find yourself in some kind of trouble."

With that said, Harriet started patting me dry. My mom said to me, "Honey, you should always pat yourself dry from now on. If you rub yourself, you will injure your skin. It is softer now and you need to be gentler with your skin." They helped me from the shower and as Grace removed the apron, my mom and Harriet spread lotion all over me. It felt cool and very soothing.

Harriet said to me, "Honey, from now on whenever you get out of the bath or shower make sure you massage lotion into your skin everywhere you can comfortably reach. It helps keep it moist and smooth. If you forget it can dry out quickly and that feels real uncomfortable and can drive you crazy."

Grace said, "It is much too steamy in here; let's go back to the kitchen to finish, okay?" We all agreed and my mom helped me back into my robe. We went back down to the kitchen. I was glad the little ones did not wake up! What had just happened would have been very difficult to explain.

Grace picked up the book she had laid on the table and found what she was looking for. She showed me the page and said, "Ricky, your first additions will be breasts. You see in these pictures the different types of prosthetics that are used today. These are used for women who have had one or more breasts removed due to cancer or other diseases and injuries. They are also used for younger girls and women that have not developed for different reasons."

My mom and Harriet each opened a box and showed me that each box held one of these breasts. They were a solid flesh color and in the center of each was the shape of a nipple. My mom handed the one she held to Grace and she handed it to me. It was heavy and felt squishy but firm. Grace said, "You can either just slip them into your bra or you can attach them to your skin using a special adhesive that we have right here."

She showed me a bottle of adhesive. It looked thick. "I highly recommend you use the adhesive. That way they will look natural and you will not ever have to worry about them shifting or falling out at the wrong time. The adhesive can be removed easily enough using this solution here." She showed me another bottle.

Grace continued, "You can leave these breasts attached to your skin for up to a week or more, but I recommend you remove them as soon as you can when you do not need to wear them. The adhesive contains a certain amount of estrogen and that is not good for you. It will make your nipples and breasts grow bigger over time. So, only wear them using the adhesive for a day or two, never longer than that if you can help it. Ricky, I have a very good friend who makes these for individuals that want a better quality and a custom fit to their bodies. If you accept the position offered you by Betty, we can have some very nice and very realistic ones made just for you. Try these first for awhile and see what they are like."

My mom spoke up then and opened another package. She held up a bra and said, "Honey, this is a well padded bra. You can wear this when you aren't wearing the breast forms."

I said, "I am standing here in just a robe and it is getting late and I am very tired. Can this wait until morning? I fear I won't be able to concentrate and learn what to do and when if this takes much longer."

They all chuckled then and Grace said, "I bet you are tired. We want you to experience some of this tonight and we will get you ready and continue the rest in the morning, okay?"

I said okay and Harriet spread a soft blanket across one end of the kitchen table. They had me remove my robe and lie on my back on the blanket. Grace took a marker, she called it a skin scribe, and made a few marks next to both of my breasts and then while Harriet and my mom spread adhesive on the insides of the breast forms Grace cleaned my breasts and nipples with a solution and then patted them dry and then she spread a thin coating of the adhesive on my breasts leaving my nipples free of the adhesive.

She took one of the forms and gently pressed and held it against me for about a minute and let go. She did the same with the other one. She took some of the adhesive remover and put it on a cotton ball and gently removed any excess adhesive not under the breast forms. She then told me to sit up. Oh Lord!

My mother said to me, "Honey, you are now the proud owner of nearly B-cup sized breasts."

I felt the weight! I felt them tugging on my skin underneath. They held their position, but when I moved, they jiggled! I couldn't really feel it. I reached up and held them they felt cool but I could not feel my touch on the breast forms. I had to press and move them to feel anything underneath. The color did not match my skin color and the contrast was noticeable.

I looked up and to my great surprise; Aunt Harriet had removed her blouse. She looked at me and smiled saying, "Your first lesson is how to put on your bra correctly."

My mom handed me a bra, and said, "We bought this for you after Grace called us with your sizes from Betty's shop." (WHAT?) That means they already expected me to get this far! They knew already what I was going to decide! I looked at my mom and before I could say anything, she spoke up, "Honey, we did not know what you would decide; we just decided to be ready just in case you did." I hate it when they read your mind! The Seven P's strike again!

I took the bra from her and I looked at Harriet. She looked at me, reached behind her back, and unhooked her bra. She pulled it away from her and let her breasts fall free. They were very nice and bigger than my fake ones. She had brown nipples not pink. They were even bigger than mine are. Her breasts were firm and her nipples I could see were hard and pointy like mine were in the shower. She smiled even bigger and said, "I can't keep calling you 'Ricky' when you look like you do, so you will be 'Honey' until you pick a girl's name, okay?"

Pick a girl's name for myself? That made sense so I agreed.

Aunt Harriet came over, standing close and facing me she said, "Slip your arms into your bra like this, then hold it like this." I did just as she did. She continued, "Now lean forward a little so your breasts are just in the cups." I did as she did.

She then said while showing me how, "Hold the ends of your bra so you can feel the clasps on both ends." I did but it was awkward for me. She said, "Bring the two ends together and hook them." I tried but was having a lot of difficulty.

They all laughed at this and my mom said, "Honey, let me show you the easy way." She took my bra from me and looked at Harriet saying, "You would have to start with the hard way. Now show her the easy way." (HER?)

I caught that! I did not say anything though. I would be doing a lot of thinking if I stayed awake long enough! Harriet removed her bra again and showed me the easy way. Now this made a lot more sense and was a lot easier! She had turned the bra so the cups were to her back. She then fastened the clasps in the front and the pulled the cups back in front again. She put her arms in and pulled the bra up and over her breasts.

I did the same. My breasts now firmly held in the cups. Grace came over to me and said we had to make a small adjustment. She showed me how to tighten the cups by adjusting these little slides on the straps. Yes, that was better!

It had gotten late by then and we all looked at each other and noticed everybody looked tired. My mom announced that Grace and Harriet would be sleeping over so we could get an early start in the morning. Thank you! I was very tired!

My mom looked at me, and chuckled saying; "Haven't you forgotten something? Here put these on." She then handed me a pair of shiny blue panties. Once I had put them on she told me to raise my hands in the air and I did.

Harriet came up from behind me and slipped something soft and light over my hands and head. It slipped over my shoulders easily but got caught up on my breasts. I pulled it down and saw I was now wearing a sheer blue nightgown. It came down to just above my knees.

All three women said, "Welcome to girlhood, Honey!" They all gave me a hug and kissed me. Finally, I was able to crawl into bed...

Note: A continuing story series of teasing scenes, part reminiscence, part fantasy