This is the first day in our rented house, I went next door, as I had been told that a girl close to my age (Marisa) lived there and I was hoping to make friends with her so we could do things together as I didnt know anyone in the area.
When I went next door I found the front door wide open and that Marisa had gone away with her boyfriend for a few weeks, the person that told me this was her "cousin" Emily!!!!
The reason I say Emily!!!! is because she seemed to have to think of a name, instead of just saying it, I believe "she" is actually a "he" wearing girls makeup, he doesnt seem to pose a threat and looked just as worried as I was in meeting each other, I think his real name is Roger, the boy that was left here with Marisa while their parents went away on a vacation.
Hes a really cute boy but I want to help him, so I'm not going to let him know that I know his true identity, we went to the mall today with his friend Tom, he's really cute too, Emily was very nervous about going outside en femme and he struggled walking in the shoes I picked out for him even though they were the smallest heels I could find, so I assume it was his first time out dressed as a girl.
The clothes he was wearing when I met him made him look like a tomboy, as they are certainly not girly. I got my father to pack up all the boy clothes in the room I'm staying in, again I assume they are his, I dont want to tempt him to return to boy clothes when I have only just started helping him on his road to feminization.
Getting back to his friend Tom, he didnt seem to recognize Roger when he saw him I think maybe it was the first time he had met "Emily" too, Roger's makeup was amazing I'm not sure if he did it himself or if Marisa did it before she left, as I say it did look amazing if not a bit over the top. I am guessing Marisa did his make up so he could have a nice relaxing weekend wearing her clothes.
When Tom mentioned going to the mall Roger was very much against it, thats what makes me think he doesnt go out en femme, we have to do something about that, he is so pretty he just needs to get out more and get the confidence he needs to continue his journey to womanhood.
His voice is quite feminine, he must practice a lot, but my mom works at the beauty school in the mall, and she has a spray that shortens the vocal chords to make peoples voices sound higher, (Its something they use in acting) Im not sure how I can get him to spray it in his throat twice a day, I was hoping mom would have an idea.
When we arrived at the mall I almost had to drag (Pardon the pun) him out of the car, the three of us walked around for a while with Emily and I looking in all the clothes shops, (Which he didnt seem to enjoy) but I just put it down to nervousness, Tom soon got fed up looking at girls clothes so he said he would meet us in an hour at the food court, that was good I had him all to myself.
When we first met I noticed he wasnt wearing a bra, I guessed Marisa had just left and he was admiring himself in the mirror when I arrived, Marisa must have left the door open without Roger knowing. I was very self conscious when my boobs were late in arriving so to speak, my mom was very helpful and I knew she could do the same for Roger.
We arrived at the store my mom works at, Roger took a step back when he realized where we were, I took his arm and told him it was alright, I just wanted to say hi to my mom (It wasnt true I had texted her about Roger and she had everything ready she thought he would need) "Hello girls" she shouted when she saw me, she introduced herself to Emily, then took us in the back room which seemed to make roger more relaxed which was good because he was about to get his first bra.
Mom had bought the same bra she bought for me six months ago, it looked like a normal bra but it had inserts in the bra that would stay on his chest after he removed the bra at night, the longer he wore the bra that day the better the glue would stick, the bra was really only to get the inserts into there correct placement, after a few hours he could wear any bra he preferred.
My mom was very understanding about roger and when it came to fitting the bra, even though he seemed nervous he allowed my mom to take his top off and he placed his arms through the straps and my mom fastened the hooks at the back, when she spoke it was almost like a whisper, like she was singing him to sleep, she told him to sleep in the bra for the first night to get used to wearing it, I saw her with some pliers, squeezing the hooks together so he would have to wear it at least one full night to allow the glue to take hold.
Mom told him I didnt "Blossom" right away, and I wore the same bra, he looked over at me, but I just kept smiling at him trying to reassure him everything was as it should be.
I switched it up by telling the story now from Sally's side.
now she could be a good friend
I love this... Thanks for the inspiration BTW
Your welcome, sometimes its all about the picture.
Love it! So nice of her to help Emily adjust...