Healing Cousin George 6
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Synopsis: | Grief stricken following the death of his wife and with a young child. Alex goes to help his cousin look after the child and hopefully get his life back on track what happens next could not have been expected. |
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Crossdressing / TV
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Transformation
Debbie spent the next hour or so working on my face, hair and nails. I
protested a bit when she suggested cutting my hair into a more female
style. "I only met Amanda yesterday, she will notice the difference," I
said.
"Don't be silly Alex, women change their hair styles all the time, so you
had a trip to the hairdressers so what," she said giggling as she spoke.
"Eh I suppose so," I mumbled, so my hair was restyled.
"There, done," she said as she shaped finished painting my pinkie nail
with a light pink nail polish.
"Can I look?" I asked.
"No not yet, let's get you dressed and then you can get the full effect,"
she led me over to her closet. "My stuff will probably be a bit tight on
you so we need to do something about that."
She opened the closet and rummaged around on the top shelf a bit. "Here,
this will do," she said pulling down a boned corset from the shelf. "Now
lean on the bed frame, while I put this on," she asked.
I put both hands on the metal bed rail and bent slightly she pulled the
silky garment around me and started to pull in the laces.
"Breathe in a bit," she asked so I did. I could feel the garment tighten
around my waist and pull it in. Finished pulling she asked, "Can you
breathe, ok?"
"Yeah I suppose it feels a bit tight, and I'm not sure if I could bend
easy," I responded.
"Don't worry, the feeling will pass, now let's get the rest of your
outfit, times ticking and we have shopping to do."
The rest of my outfit consisted of a light blue bra to match the panties
I was wearing which she stuffed with some padding to give me the
impression of breasts, a pair of tan tights, followed by some tight blue
denims and a dark navy wrap round cotton top which although a bit low at
the front was still adequate to cover my false cleavage. Shoes were a
pair of 3 inch navy leather pumps with a thicker heel.
"Stilettos might be too much for you just yet but we do need to buy some,
they're essential," she joked as I walked around the room to practice.
Lending me a watch and a gold necklace and some gold bangles she produced
a pair of clip on earring's which she fitted to my ears. "Voila, the new
Alex is born," she said.
"Can I look now?" I asked.
"Yep," she said taking my hand and leading towards a another cupboard in
the bedroom, she opened the door inside the door was a full length mirror
positioning her hand on my waist she moved me in line with the mirror.
"What do you think then?" she asked.
I stood open mouthed looking at the sight before me. "Jesus Christ," I
said quietly. Looking at the sight in front of me I was dumbfounded in
the mirror stood a hot young woman with a modern trendy hairstyle
flawless make up and a good figure.
"Right, that's enough, we've got shopping to do, go downstairs while I
freshen up a bit, then we are off to Glasgow to hit the credit cards."
With that I left the room and negotiated my way downstairs.
I sat in the lounge carefully crossing my legs as I had watched women do
countless times before, my mind fixed on the task ahead of creating
Alex's female wardrobe. Although I was about to be let loose en femme in
a big city I was strangely confident that everything would be ok,
Debbie's transformation of me had created a vision of femininity I could
never have imagined, licking my lips I could taste the lipstick and liked
how I felt. Fifteen minutes later Debbie appeared dressed in a short
black denim skirt with black leather stiletto pumps a white satin top
clung to her body showing the outline of her breasts making me wish that
I had something similar to fill the cups of the bra I wore.
"Let's go," she said as she handed my a white wool waist length jacket
with a tie belt and a white leather shoulder bag which I slung over my
shoulder. "I took the cash card out of your trousers, it's in the purse
in the bag," she announced.
"Eh thanks," I said picking up Melissa and cradling her to my chest. We
stepped out into the bright afternoon sunshine our two sets of heels
clicking on the concrete path as we headed to the car. A strange feeling
coming over me as I walked en femme to the car a feeling difficult to
explain but dressed and carrying Melissa as I was I really began to feel
that I was her mother.
We drove in silence each probably unsure in the unusual situation what to
say to each other. As we reached the outskirts of Glasgow Debbie asked me
to get her a cigarette out of her bag. I picked up the bag on the
backseat and opened it taking out the packet as Debbie pushed in the
cigarette lighter on the dashboard.
"Eh can I have one as well?" I asked .
"Eh if you want, what's wrong?" she enquired.
"Just a bit nervous," I replied.
"You'll be fine, look at you no one would guess you were a guy."
"I know and thanks, but I'm still a bit spoked," I said.
The lighter popped out as I handed her the cigarette and took another
from the pack she pushed the head into the lighter and inhaled deeply
handing me the lighter over her shoulder I took it from her and did the
same before handing it back to her. We both rolled down the windows and
sat back to enjoy the cigarette and the last of our journey, I looked
down at the white filter of the cigarette with the faint pink stain and
little sparkles caused by the lip gloss Debbie had used on my lips. As I
took a final draw and exhaled a slim cool stream of smoke towards the gap
at the top of the window before extinguishing it in the ashtray. We
turned left into a narrow street and towards a large multi storey car
park. "Were here" Debbie said a smile breaking out as we travelled the
final few yards to our destination.
We both got out of the car and opened up the buggy placing Melissa safely
in the buggy we set of, taking the lift down to the ground floor we
stepped out into the daylight our eyes adjusting to the bright sunlight
as we walked along the street.
"I can't believe I'm doing this," I said in a hushed voice to Debbie.
"It's fine, no one's given you a second glance," she said smiling over at
me, as we turned into a bust Argyle Street which was packed with
shoppers. "How much has he given you to spend?" Debbie asked.
"Don't know, but I suppose there's a withdrawal limit on the card," I
replied.
"Tight git," she said laughing. "I'll help you out today you can pay me
back when you see George," she said as we steeped towards an automatic
teller.
"Maybe I shouldn't go mad," I said.
"Rubbish, you know how he's been working on that bit of land up in the
woods, well it's right by the new road they are going to build, sold it
for about quarter of a million," Debbie announced.
I stopped stared at her. "He never said," I responded.
"No well you spend what you like. I'll cover you, you can pay me back
later."
I put the card in the machine as I thought there was a daily limit of
£500 so I took it all and stashed it away in the purse in my bag.
"Let's get busy then," Debbie said and off the two of us strode into the
shopping crowds.
Three hours later we were laden down with bags as we headed back to the
car with our purchases my "allowance" well and truly gone and a sizeable
chunk added to Debbie's credit card.
"George will go mad," I said.
"He'll be fine with it," Debbie reassured me.
The afternoon had been one of hitting as many stores as possible, me a
nervous wreck at first as we sought out bargains. Changing rooms had been
a problem for me at first but with Debbie in tow I had overcome my fear
as she followed me in passing on advice on whether the item suited or
not.
As we reached the car we pack our purchases away, shoes, boots, jeans,
trousers, tops, skirts and a couple of dresses all for use of the new
Alex.
"Ok let's grab a bite to eat," Debbie said.
"Eh I don't know," I said.
"Look you've marched around en femme all afternoon tried on clothes not a
single second glance, so going for a bit of dinner won't hurt," she said.
"Ok, I suppose not, and it might be fun," I said with my new found
confidence.
"Good, let's go then, I'm starved ," she said as she locked the car and
we walked away.
We found one of those chain pubs serving reasonably priced meals and that
allowed children in. Seated at a small boot by the window we looked out
over the bustling city as offices began to close and workers began to
make their way home. We scanned the menu.
"What would you like?" Debbie asked.
"Eh maybe fish and chips," I replied.
"Eh I don't think so, you've got a figure to look after now," she said a
smirk crossing over her face as the waitress approached.
"We'll have two tuna salads and two glasses of house white," she asked as
the young girl scribbled the order down and off she went.
"I've enjoyed today," Debbie said.
"I think what you're enjoying is the though of putting one over Amanda,"
I said as she lit a cigarette and offered me one.
"Well there is that," she said as she offered me a light. A few minutes
later our food arrived and we sat in silence eating our snack. After our
meal Amanda lit up again and offered me one I declined.
"See those two guy's over at the bar, they have been eyeing us up for the
last half our or so."
Not used to the protocol I snapped my head round.
"Alex don't be so obvious," she said quietly.
Two business men were standing just beside the bar I could feel myself
blush as they smiled in my direction. One sort of made some head gesture
to Debbie who nodded and then began to walk over. Turning towards Debbie
I said, "What you doing asking them over?" in a panicky voice.
"No sweat," she said taking a drag from her cigarette and exhaling a
plume of white smoke towards the ceiling "Anyway you need the practice."
It turned out that they both worked in a local law firm just around the
corner both were pleasant and easy to talk to. My initial fear grew less
as the minutes went on, we told them we were up from Ayrshire they joked
about county girls, we talked jobs the weather etc etc. About 45 minutes
later and a bit to my relief Debbie finally let if be known that she was
married and kindly announced that I was engaged to the father of the
little girl in the buggy, blushing slightly as she did it I was still
relieved as we got up to go, we said our goodbyes and headed out on to
the street.
"That was fun," she said.
"For you maybe," I said.
"You need to learn to flirt," she went on, "it's all part of the fun of
life."
"Eh maybe, it's ok for you," I said as we walked along.
"What you worrying about, you were a natural, they never suspected a
thing," she said as we turned towards the car.
"No I don't think they did, but you weren't the one that was getting
their leg felt up."
She turned laughing out loud. "He didn't well the sleazy bugger and you
little miss prim one day out and your trying to hook guy's in bars,
you're worth the watching."
We both burst into laughter as we reached the car and got in to begin or
journey home.
We arrived back at the farm just as the light was beginning to fade.
"Thanks for today, I don't know how I would have managed without you," I
said.
"No problem, I loved it, it's good to have a girlfriend to go shopping
with, it can get a bit lonely out in the sticks," she said as she pulled
out a cigarette and lit it.
"Well don't get to used to it, this is a short term gig," I said.
"Yeah but it's going to be fun."
I opened the door and stepped out as did Debbie she helped me unload the
bags and carry them and a now sleeping Melissa up to the door.
"You want to come in?" I asked.
"Eh no, I think I'll let the new Alex introduce herself to George on her
own," she said lightly kissing my cheek she handed me a package.
"What's this?" I asked. "Eh just one of those tone up exercise DVD's,
just do the exercises, it will tone up those areas that females have, it
will make you a bit more convincing," she said.
"Eh thanks," I stammered not sure whether to feel offended or to thank
her for helping. "I'll get the money back to you soon," I said as she
stepped down the first stair back towards the car.
"No problem, I'll drive over tomorrow see, how you are getting on, ok?"
she asked.
"Yeah that would be nice," I said as she waved and turned her back to me.
Reaching the car she got in waved again and then started the engine and
drove off.
I opened that door and wheeled Melissa inside the buggy inside I made two
trips back out onto the porch to carry in my clothing it still felt a bit
strange carrying in all these bags from well know high street stores all
renowned for there range of female apparel. Laying them down I spotted
George in the lounge watching some TV. I walked towards the lounge with
Melissa.
"Hi there, we're back," I said in my new softer voice.
He turned and stopped, silence, and then, "Jesus what a change."
"You like it?" I said a smile creeping over my lips.
"Well I don't know about like, but it certainly works. I would never have
recognised you, Debbie has worked wonders,"
"Yeah I know, and we owe her some money, I'm afraid I overspent a bit."
"Eh that's ok, it's for a good cause," he said.
"Well I'm going to unpack so can you spend some time with your daughter,"
I said.
"Yeah no problem," and with that I left them behind and went to take my
new world upstairs.
I packed all my male Alex stuff away in the case I had arrived with
making a mental note to stash it away in the loft in the morning. The
sight of soft lingerie in the drawers now, while in the wardrobe hung
various skirts and dresses with shoes and boots of varying styles and
heel heights lay below. Finished I closed the door and went downstairs,
George was playing with Melissa on the couch a s I entered a smile
creeping across my face.
"You want a drink," I asked.
"No, but you have one," he replied as I walked towards the kitchen.
Grabbing a bottle of wine from the wine rack I returned to the lounge.
Kicking of my shoes I poured a glass and sat down pulling my legs up on
to the sofa below me.
"You have a good day?" he asked.
"Yeah it was kinda strange at first, but I got used to it."
"I bet it was," he said before continuing. "Debbie's really done a good
job though," he said.
"Thanks," I replied sipping some of the cool wine from the glass and
aware of the slight lipstick mark on the rim. "I better get Lissa ready
for bed," I said about to rise.
"Eh it's ok, I'll take her up, you finish your wine," he said lifting her
and swinging her in the air she giggled. "Say good night to Alex," he
said as she gurgled as they walked towards the stairs.
I say and though about the day my confidence high it had indeed gone well
I had wandered around a major city en femme shopped, been chatted up in
pubs and not one second glance I could do this I thought as I poured
another glass of wine, what more part of me was enjoying it.
When George returned we sat and chatted about the day, maybe it was just
me but I noted a change in him, no swearing as he talked of his day, a
bit more attentive to what I said and more polite indeed just as you
would expect a gentleman to react in front of a lady, eh hold that
thought I said inside to myself a lady well not really but you know what
I mean. Maybe this plan was going to work after all, I sure hoped so.