The Makeup Trap   1 comment

Makeup trap

By Elizabeth James

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Well I live with my mom (Julie Frost); she is a beautiful woman in her early thirties with long blonde hair. She could be a model she looks that good at 5’4″ tall and 108 lb she takes great care of herself. Long acrylic nails and her makeup always perfect. This is where I come in. you see it is just the two of us as my dad left us when I was really small. My name is David Frost and I am now 15 years old 5’3″ tall and 115 lb with long brown hair. I was always small for a boy but it didn’t seem to bother me that much. There is one other secret about me I had never told anyone. I love makeup which I know is strange for a boy.

It started when I was really little I would go into my mom’s room and watch her put her makeup on. I would talk to her as we have always been best friends plus I didn’t want her to notice how close I was watching her do her makeup. There was just something about makeup that I loved and I wished boys could wear it. As I got older I would go shopping with my mom when I knew she was going to the mall because I knew she would stop by the cosmetic counters at the department stores and I could look at all the different cosmetics as I stood there with her. I was always careful not to be too obvious as I checked out the makeup.

I guess I was about 10 or 11 when I first got the courage to try my mom’s lipstick one day when she was out talking to the neighbor. It was such a thrill to see my lips turn red. When I turned 14 mom thought I was old enough that I didn’t need to go to a baby sitter after school and I could come home and be by myself till she got home. This gave me almost three hours to play with her makeup and for the first time I tried more than just her lipstick. It opened up a whole new world to me, mascara, eye shadow and eye liner. I was in heaven and as I got better at putting on makeup I started to let my hair grow. I told my mom it was because all the boys in school were when in fact only a couple boys had long hair but my face looked so much better in makeup with my hair framing my face. I would pull it back in a pony tail except when I would play with mom’s makeup. By the time I was 15 my hair was down below my shoulders and I loved it and mom never had a clue.

It was a Thursday night in early April when my life started to get interesting. Mom and I had gone out for dinner and we had a great time. As I said we were more than just mother and son we were best friends. On the way home she stopped at Fred Meyer to pick up some groceries which was not what I called a fun shopping trip but I went in with her. We spent over 30 minutes getting groceries we needed and I was board then as we were headed for the check stand mom went down the cosmetic aisle to look at some makeup and I was right there. This night might not be such a waste after all as mom looked at all the different makeup I kept looking at the nail polish. As I said before my mom went to the salon every other week to get her nails done so she never bought nail polish and I really wanted to see what my nails would look like painted a red color. Mom finally found what she was looking for because I heard her say yes they have the new color lipstick she also picked up a new mascara. As she through them in the cart I saw the lipstick was a deep red and I liked the color. When we got home mom put all the groceries away and I helped.

The next morning I was in talking to mom as she did her makeup. She opened up the new mascara and put it on and then she took out the lipstick but instead of a regular tube I had always seen her use it was a tube that you pulled out a little wand and painted your lips. It looked so cool and I really wanted to try it. She smiled at me and asked how I like the color and it looked great on her but I didn’t say that I just told her she looked beautiful which she did and I didn’t want her to know I was thinking about the lipstick. She then took out another tube and put a clear gloss over the lipstick which gave it a shiny wet look that was perfect. With that we left and she drove me to school. All day long I couldn’t get the thought of that lipstick out of my mind so when I got home I went right up to her bedroom and their all her makeup was.

I put some foundation on my face and then some eye liner and eye shadow. I was pretty good at this sense I have had lots of practice. Next to come were her new mascara and then the new lipstick. I looked great and I even put on the gloss and took my hair out of its pony tail. I looked so cute. I went in and did my homework and then down stairs to watch TV. I just love the look and feel of makeup. I kept looking at myself in the mirror on the wall and every time I saw myself I was thrilled. I just couldn’t understand why boys can’t wear makeup. I heard the garage door open and knew I had to wash it off so as mom pulled the car in the garage I went into the downstairs bathroom and washed my face. Mom came in and said she was home. I answered I was in the bathroom and would be right out. As I rinsed the soap off my face I noticed the mascara and lipstick didn’t wash off. I got a little nervous and again put more soap on my face and rubbed. Mom knocked on the door, are you okay sweetie? Yes mom I replied I will be right out. I again rinsed the soap off but again the mascara and lipstick did not come off. I was scared now, what was I going to do. This had never happened before, the makeup always just washed off. Mom called again,

“David I brought dinner home come out and eat it before it gets cold”.

Yes mom I said I will be right out as panic gripped me. What was I going to do?

Are you okay dear she asked?

Yes mom I am fine I said still trying to figure out what to do.

Mom knocked on the door. Sweetie open up and come out now dinner is getting cold.

I knew there was nothing I could do so I opened the door as I tried to figure out what I was going to tell my mom when she saw my face. As I walked out mom smiled and gave me a hello kiss on the cheek and said let eat before dinner is cold and she turned and went over to the table and sat down. I stood there for a moment and wondered had she failed to notice the lipstick and mascara? Maybe the mascara but the lipstick was a deep red, even a blind person could have seen it. I walked over to the table and sat down across for her. Mom said her usual prayer and we started to eat as we did mom told me all about her day and I for a moment relaxed. It was about ten minutes later when mom had finished her story than she asked me how my day was.

Well sweetie how was your day, did you do anything fun?

I was panicked again as I tried to think what to say as she was looking right at my face and I am sure it was as red as my lips. What could a say. Well mom let me explain as I searched for the words. Mom could tell I was scared and finally spoke up.

Sweetie that color looks pretty on you, I knew it would when I bought it for you. My jaw fell open.

You bought it for me, why, how did you know?

Sweetheart, I was suddenly going through my makeup a lot faster. I knew someone else had to be using it and sense we are the only two here it wasn’t hard to figure out. I hope you don’t mind I bought water proof mascara and all day lip color so you wouldn’t be able to wash it off till I got home.

I looked at her and didn’t know what to say.

You see dear I don’t mind if you like to wear makeup or you want to borrow something of mine, I just wish you felt you could have come to me and told me. You are my son and I love you no matter what.

I was so relieved I got up and gave her a big hug, you mean I can wear your makeup whenever I want to I asked?

Yes dear, but there is one condition. No more secrets. If you want to borrow something please just ask. I can even give you some help with your makeup.

That’s great I said, but why would you want to help me I asked?

Mom smiled, dear I love you so very much but I have always wished I had a little girl that I could have done all those mother daughter things with so in a way this will help me too. Besides I may ask you for a favor someday too. We sat and ate or dinner and after wards we watched TV till bed time. When I went up for bed mom called me into her bedroom and showed me how to remove the mascara and lip stick. Then mom gave me a bottle of cleanser and a moisturizing cream.

Sweetheart she said, if you want to wear makeup though you need to take care of your skin. I bought these for you and you will need to use them every night and morning okay.

I gave her a big hug and kiss, Thank you mom for being so understanding. I wish I had told you sooner. Mom showed me how to take care of my skin and I went to bed and I was so happy. Mom had found out about my love of her makeup and she not only didn’t care but thought it was fine for me to put on makeup.

I slept so good that night dreaming of all the makeup I could wear now that mom new. I got up and went in and took my shower and washed my hair. When I got out I put on my moisturizer and started to dry my hair when I heard mom call me.

David, sweetheart can you come into my bedroom. I put my hair dryer down, put my robe on and went into her bedroom. Mom was standing by her vanity smiling at me.

Honey, would you like me to do your makeup for you today?

I was thrilled and said yes and again gave her a big good morning kiss. Let me go dry my hair and I will be right back.

Mom smiled again; will you let me do your hair this morning? It will make the makeup I put on look so much better.

I was so thrilled I said yes. She had me sit at her vanity table and started to comb out my wet hair and then she started to wrap them up in her curlers which were hot. I was amazed at how fast she wrapped up all my hair on my head. Then mom started on my face and as she did she talked to me about what she was doing. I think she was a little amazed at how much I already knew about makeup.

Sweetheart, how did you learn so much about makeup she asked?

I smiled, mom I have watched you every morning for years as you did your makeup. I loved watching you and the way you looked when you were all made up so beautiful. I think that is why I finally started putting makeup on. I think I wanted to look just like you. Now it was moms turn as she gave me a big hug and kiss.

Oh honey I love you so much, that is so sweet that you want to look like me. I looked at her and almost thought she was going to cry but she started again with my makeup. When she finished my face it was flawless and looked so beautiful. I thought I had gotten pretty good at putting makeup on but wow what my mom did was so much better.

Mom and I went down stairs and she made us breakfast. Some fresh fruits and she gave me a bowl of her cereal and we sat there and talked.

Honey, can you tell me how long you have liked makeup and how long you have been playing with it?

I smiled and for some reason I didn’t mind the question and just answered.

As long as I can remember mom I have loved watching you put on your makeup and the way it looked and wished I could wear it. Even when I was young when you would go outside to do yard work or talk to the neighbor or run to the store I would put on a little lipstick but that didn’t happen that much. This year when you let me come home after school instead of going to the after school activities club I found I had almost three hours every day and that is when I really started to experiment with your makeup.

Wow honey you really do love makeup don’t you.

I smiled again and said yes, it is so unfair that boys can’t wear makeup and look pretty. Mom gave me a hug and led me back up to her bedroom. We touched up our lipstick and then she sat me down and started to take out my curlers and brush out my hair. It took her about twenty minutes and some hair spray but when she was done she had managed to make my hair look a lot like hers except for the color and the fact her hair was longer. Mom and I stood in front of the mirror and from the neck up I looked just like her. I gave her a big hug and we went down stairs. I helped her clean the house and do the laundry. Mom loved having the help and I was just so happy being able to wear makeup all day I didn’t care what I was doing.

By the end of the weekend I was so happy and mom and I had so much fun I was sad it was ending. I had stayed in the house all weekend but I spent the whole weekend wearing makeup. On Monday morning when I was getting ready for school, all I could think about when I would get home and I am able to put on some makeup. As mom and I left mom handed me a lipstick. I looked at mom with a puzzled look on my face.

Go ahead dear she said, it is just a moisturizing lipstick no color so you can wear it all the time. I opened it up and put some on. My lips felt so great and it just gave my lips a little shine but was no more than if I had put on some chap stick. As mom dropped me off she gave me a little kiss.

Have a great day honey and I will see you tonight, and by the way this weekend I have a surprise for you.

I asked what it was but mom just smiled.

You will have to wait for the weekend dear.

The rest of the week went great. I would get home and do my makeup. Friday morning when mom dropped me off she smiled and kissed me goodbye.

Remember sweetie I have a surprise for you this weekend she said, I will see you tonight. All day at school I couldn’t stop thinking about what my surprise would be, maybe my own set of makeup I thought. When school was out I rushed right home and was surprised to find mom sitting on the couch waiting for me. It was only a little after 3 and mom was already home, she usually got home at 6. Mom smiled at me.

Come and sit by me and tell me how your day was dear. I sat beside her and looked at her not knowing what to say. Finally she spoke.

Well I guess you are wondering why I am home so early, I guess I was just too excited about my surprise for you. I couldn’t control the smile that came to my face as this was all I had been thinking about sense she told me she had a surprise for me.

She kissed me gentle on my cheek. Dear you know I love you more than life itself. I started to say something but she held her finger to my mouth. Remember last weekend when you were explaining about why you wanted to wear makeup? I nodded my head yes. You said that you loved the way I was so beautiful and wanted to look just like me? Again I nodded yes. I was thinking we could see how much like me we could get you to look if you are willing to give it a try?

I thought for a moment and really wanted to see if she could do better than last weekend when she did my hair. I smiled, yes that would be great but we looked so much alike last weekend when you did my hair can you really do a better job on my face. Mom smiled and gave me a big hug.

Oh yes dear we can do so much better and she took my hand and led me upstairs to her bedroom. As we walked in I noticed that her room was not as neat and there were two black dresses that lay on the bed along with two sets of black bras and panties and two beautiful pair of heels that must have been 4″ tall. I had always loved the way my mom looked in her black dress and heels. I think that is such a beautiful look for a woman but before I could say anything mom took me into the bathroom.

First we need to get you ready, you will need to wash your hair and condition it. Now take off your cloths dear as she turned to the counter to get something. I waited for her to leave but she turned around and looked at me.

Well come on honey we need to get you started.

I looked at her, mom I can’t get undressed with you in the room.

Mom smiled, sweetheart I am your mom I have seen you before now let’s get going so I can give you your surprise. I felt a little uneasy but did as she asked. Soon I stood there naked in front of my mom and could feel myself turn red as I wanted to hide. Mom seemed to pay no attention and started to spread a cream all over my body from my neck to my toes and although it was cold I felt a little better as at least I had something covering me up.

Now stand her for a few minutes while I go and get things ready she said and walked back into her bedroom. I could hear her moving around as I stood there in the middle of her bathroom waiting for whatever she was looking for.

Sweetheart I heard her say, you can take your shower and be sure and do a good job on your hair. As the water hit my skin it felt different, I washed and conditioned my hair as the water rinsed the cream off my body. As I started to dry my skin felt so soft and smooth and then I noticed my body hair was gone. Now I must confess that I really didn’t have much to start with and for the average person if they saw me before and after probably wouldn’t have noticed unless they really looked close but I could tell. I put my robe on and walked back into her room but before I could ask her about my hair she spoke.

Hurry honey she said, sit down so I can do your hair. I sat down and was amazed at how fast she had my hair up in curlers and then she put a cap over my head and I felt warm air blowing on my head. It startled me but she just smiled.

It’s my old hair dryer silly it will help speed up your hair drying. As the hair dryer hummed along she started on my face. I could tell she knew just the look she wanted as she really didn’t say much except for the occasional wow you are going to look fabulous tonight. When she was all done she had me sit next to her as she applied her makeup. I just sat there and watched as I still loved the way she did her makeup.

Once she had her makeup all done we both looked in the mirror and our faces were made up just the same from the perfect eyes right down to the deep red lipstick. Mom sat me down and started taking the curlers out of my hair and brushing it out. We had been at this for almost two hours as it was now 5:15. When she was all done we stood next to each other me in my robe and her in her skirt and blouse. She had done a great job and we looked so much a like I gave her a hug.

Mom walked over to the bed and picked up both dresses and showed them to me.

Honey which one of my dresses do you like the best she asked?

Now I must tell you my mom is a beautiful woman and she looked great in anything but when she put on her little black dresses she was what men called a fox. There really wasn’t much difference in the dresses as I had seen both on her. Both were short mid thigh and had small thin straps over the shoulder but one showed a little more cleavage then the other. Now being as she is my mother I picked the one that didn’t show as much cleavage as I didn’t want everyone looking at her. Mom smiled at me and winked.

What great taste you have dear as she came towards me. You will look beautiful in this dress. I smiled back at her as her words sunk in.

Me, wear that dress I asked with a look of fear and excitement both on my face. Up to this point all I had ever thought about was makeup. I had never thought about trying on her clothes or really looked at them other then how beautiful she looked in them.

Why yes dear I was hoping you would let me dress you up so we can see how much we look alike?

I was now really thinking about the dress and what I would look like. I know most boys would have run at this point but I did love makeup and if this made me look better than what’s wrong with it so I said yes. Mom came over and took me by the hand over to her bed.

Okay sweetheart lets loose the robe. Unlike in the bathroom I didn’t hesitate as I was thinking only about the dress. Mom had me step a pair of the black panties and then sit on the bed. She took a box off the dresser and came back over to me and sat on the bed.

She placed her hand on my knee and looked me in the eyes. I know how much you like my makeup and I would really love to see if you really look like me but if this is too much or you just don’t feel this is right for you please tell me and I will be okay with it. We can just play with the makeup you love. She was looking right at me.

I thought for a moment as I tried to get the words right. Mom I said, I have never thought about wearing your clothes or any girl clothes for that matter but I do love the way I look in makeup and if you think it is okay and will make me look better and won’t laugh at me or tell anyone I would like to see what I look like. I was thinking to myself what a great surprise she had given me.

Mom smiled, oh my dear she said. I love you no matter what and I would never laugh at you or betray your trust in me besides I love pretty things why shouldn’t you. I told you that you can tell me anything and borrow anything of mine including my clothes and she gave me a big hug. I felt so much better and now I really wanted to see what I would look like all made up and wearing the dress.

Now honey there is just one thing though she said. My clothes are made to fit a woman’s body not a man’s so we will need to add a little help to you okay. As I said yes she opened the box she held and there were two lifelike silicone breasts. I felt my throat choke up. You mean I get to wear those two I asked?

Why yes dear if you want to look like a young lady you need a little up top shall we say. She smiled, I tried to find an A cup as I thought that would be better for your age but they were out so I got the B cup so you will just look a little older and more developed than a girl your age would be now lie back on the bed. Mom placed them both on my chest and kept adjusting them till she had them right where she wanted them.

Dear hold them right there for a minute. Mom then took the one off my right side and then put it back down but it had a cold feel to it. She put my hand on it.

Dear hold it right there and don’t move it. She did the same to my left chest and soon I was holding that one also. She held up the bra and asked me if I liked it and I just nodded again.

Okay sweetie sit up which I did still trying to hold the breasts in place till mom could get the bra on me.

Honey she said smiling you must let go so you can put your arms through the bra straps. As I let go expecting the breast to fall they just hung there pulling on my chest. Mom could tell what I was thinking as she spoke up.

There fine honey just a little glue they will come off okay. I put my arms though the bra straps as I couldn’t get over the feel of my new breast. They felt so heavy but once the bra was on they felt better.

How are you doing dear she asked as she opened a package of stockings. I smiled as I looked at my chest. Fine I said.

These are stockings dear, not panty hose do you know the difference she asked? I just shook my head no. these are for when a girl wants to feel a little sexy or may need to take them off at some point without getting undressed. She slipped something around my waste she called a garter belt and then threaded the straps under my panties. Next she very carefully rolled one of the stockings up my leg. It was a light black color with a seam right up the back of the leg. She attached it to the straps from the garter belt and then did the other leg. She had me stand as she adjusted the stockings till she had the seam straight. I could not believe the feel of the stockings.

Mom had me stand and I stepped into the dress and she pulled it up my body what a great feeling as she zipped it up the back. With the bra and the tight dress it pushed my breast together and gave the most realistic cleavage. I could only think of one girl I knew in my classes at school that had breast as nice as mine. Did I just think I had nice breast, did I think of them as mine. Mom had me sit down and she started to put the shoes on my feet. I was so amazed at how light they felt. There was no weight to them unlike my normal shoes I wore. I was all done and mom helped me stand.

Now dear she said. These are your first heels and they are a little high. You need to remember to take small steps and try to keep your weight on the balls of your feet instead of your heels okay? I said yes mom as she helped me walk across the room and back.

That was very good sweetie, now walk back and forth across the room while I get ready. I started walking across the room and made it to the other side feeling pretty good as I turned to walk back I saw my mother, she had just taken off her bra and was putting on the black one standing there in just her panties. I think I was more embarrassed seeing her then when she saw me.

Mom looked at me and must have realized what was going through my mind. It’s okay dear, it’s just us two girls here and she finished putting on the bra. The comment made me feel better even though she referred to me as a girl

Did you just say us two girls I asked? Mom smiled.

Yes dear I mean you look so cute and like my daughter would. I meant it as a compliment. You look so lovely and well I thought you could be my daughter for the evening as a favor to me? I looked at her and could see it meant so much to her and this was such a great surprise and smile.

Okay mom I am your daughter for the night and without thinking I added what is my name. As soon as I said it I knew that sounded wrong. Mom smiled at me.

Oh sweetie, thank you. This will be so much fun, you have made my evening. Do you have a name you like dear she asked? I just looked at her.

I have never thought about it I said and again without thinking I said you pick. Mom came running across the room in just her bra and panties and gave me a big hug.

Dear when you were born had you been a girl we would have named you Rachel, do you like that name she asked?

I thought for a moment and smiled, it did have a nice sound so I said yes. Mom hugged me again.

My daughter Rachel, you are such a pretty girl. She then went back and put on the same garter belt I had on and the same stockings. I was amazed that she could get the seems of the stockings straight on her own stocking. Then she slipped her dress up and zipped it up again I couldn’t figure out how she did it by herself. She looked so beautiful. She took my hand and we stepped in front of the mirror and just looked at each other for a while. Neither one of us said a thing, the mirror said it all. Except for the hair color and the fact hers was longer we look alike. Mom finally broke the silence.

Oh dear just wait as she ran from the room. A few minute later she came back with her digital camera and had me stand by the wall. She set it on the table and then came running over to me even wearing her heels I was so amazed. We smiled and the flash went off. We looked at the picture and she took several more, some close ups of us together and then some of just me and even some of just her. She said she wanted a picture of her on her first night with her daughter.

The two of us walked down stairs arm in arm I had been unsure of this but I was now having a great time and it added so much to the way the makeup looked on me. I was as cute as any girl in my class maybe even more so. It was almost 6 pm by now and I gave my mom a big hug

Thank you so much mom I said.

She smiled for what dear she asked?

For my surprise mom I said, this has been so great and it may sound strange but I have really enjoyed tonight. It made the whole makeup thing and the way I look so much more special. I love you mom.

She gave me a big hug. Sweetie my dear this is not your surprise. I looked at her for a moment. This had been the best night of my life and this was not my surprise.

Sit down Rachel dear and as I did she showed me how to smooth by dress behind me as I sat. the last time we were shopping and I bought the lipstick I noticed you were looking at all the nail polish and as I have acrylics and go to the salon to get mine done I don’t have any nail polish here for you to use. I looked down at my hands, she was right. They looked so plain compared to the rest of me.

Without thinking again I said, yes I would love to paint my nails. Mom smiled

I know dear so I thought we would go and I will treat you to a manicure pedicure tonight, besides although my nails are fine I thought I would also get a pedicure and maybe change the color on my nails. Would you like that?

I was so excited that I said yes before I fully understood what I had said. Mom picked up her purse and then handed me one. I took the purse and then realized we would have to go outside. I froze right where I was.

Mom I can’t go out like this I am dressed like a girl.

Mom hugged me. Rachel dear you look beautiful. Better than most girls your age. No one will know anything other than what they see a mom out with her beautiful daughter. It will be fine and we will have so much fun. I had not even noticed but as we were talking she was gentle guiding me to the door. When we reached the door I looked at her.

Do you really believe it will be okay I asked? She smiled.

Sweetie it will be fine and I would never do anything I didn’t think would be safe for you. I gave her a hug and out the door we went. As I walked to the car I had this incredible feeling in my stomach. I got into the car and mom just stood there.

Rachel dear, that is no way for a young lady to get into a car. I looked at her and she smiled and had me get back out of the car and try again. After the third time mom smiled at me and told me that was much better. As she drove down the street I was watching the people in other cars as we went by. It only took ten minutes to get to the salon. As we walked in a very attractive blonde lady came up to us and gave my mom a hug. Hi Julie so nice to see you but your appointment isn’t till next Friday. Mom smiled.

Hi Tammy, do you have time to fit my daughter and I in for a pedicure and my daughter would also like a manicure I think she is old enough now to start taking care of her nails better. She smiled at me and looked at my hand.

Oh my you do need a manicure dear. She led mom and me over to a big seat. We took our shoes of and then mom helped me with my stockings. We sat down and put our feet into a warm bath of water. As Tammy did my mom’s feet another young girl came over and started to do my feet. She massaged and put lotion on my feet it was such an incredible feeling after that she trimmed my toe nails. When she was all done she asked what color I would like I looked at mom and smiled.

Can I have the same red color that my mom has on her finger nails. Mom smiled at me and the lady doing my nails went and got the nails polish and started to paint my toes. When she was done she led me over to another chair by a little table and started to work on my finger nails. As she worked on my fingers I just watched and was amazed at all the feelings I was having after all I was a boy dressed as a girl and getting a manicure. I looked over and mom was sitting talking to Tammy as the nail tech finished painting my nails the same dark red as moms fingers except my nails were shorter. I went over and sat next to mom and put my nails under the nail dryer and we all talked. When my finger nails were dry mom helped me put my stockings back on and my beautiful heels and we left. As we got to the car mom looked at me.

Honey she said, how did you like getting your nails done dear. Before I said anything I gave her a big hug.

Oh mom it was so much fun and I really loved it, thank you so much.

We got in the car and started home. I was still looking at my beautiful nails when I suddenly realized that mom was going into town instead of home. We pulled into a parking lot in front of a restaurant.

Are you hungry dear mom asked me? I was hungry as I hadn’t eaten sense lunch and didn’t even think about how I was dressed. We went in and had a lovely dinner and spent the time talking like a mother and daughter would and no one seemed to pay us any attention. When we got home I was on cloud nine and I was walking on clouds. Mom helped me take my makeup off and gave me a night gown to wear for bed. I slept so well that night as for the first time I dreamt I was dressed in beautiful dresses with my makeup perfect.

In the morning I got up and went down for breakfast and mom asked how I slept.

Oh mom I slept so well and I kissed her good morning. After breakfast mom watched as I put on my makeup and helped me get dressed. We spent the day shopping and having a great time. It was so much fun being out wearing my makeup and skirts.

We did the same thing on Sunday another girl’s day out. It had been the best weekend of my life and Sunday night I was sad that my weekend was over. Mom came into my bedroom and sat on the side of my bed.

Rachel Dear she said, I hope you enjoyed your weekend as much as I did?

I kissed her good night, oh mom it was so much fun thank you for such a wonderful weekend.

Mom smiled, I love you dear and I loved having a daughter for the weekend and I hope she will come back and spend time with me from time to time?

I smiled back oh mom she will defiantly be here from time to time and with that mom turned off my light and I went to sleep.

Over the next couple weeks I was Rachel on the weekends and mom and I had so much fun. During the week I would put my makeup on every day when I got home and if we were going out I would also be Rachel. By the last week of school I was spending almost all my free time as Rachel except when I was at school.

It was a Tuesday night when mom sat me down. Sweetheart we need to have a talk about Rachel. I got a scared feeling and wondered if mom had grown tired of my little hobby.

She smiled at me, Honey you know I love you, both David and Rachel. I felt better after she said that.

Mom smiled again, I need to talk to you both, David and Rachel. You see dear I have to go to LA for the summer to help with the new office my company is opening. I just looked at her. I will be there for two months the whole summer. They have a condo that they are letting me use. Now you have a choice to make. I just looked at her. Dear I will be working during the week while we are down there and you can’t just sit in the house. We can continue as we are with David during the week and Rachel on the weekend but it may be really hard on you. You can also be just David while we are down there. I looked at mom.

I know it would be hard I said as I could see where this was going. But I don’t want to give up being Rachel as I looked at mom afraid she was going to tell me I had to be David.

Sweetheart she smiled, you didn’t let me finish. There is one other choice; you could be Rachel for the whole time. I was about to say something when mom stopped me. Just wait dear she said, before you make up your mind if you do choose to be just Rachel for the summer I can help you but it will not be as easy as being Rachel on the weekend. I thought about it and I really liked the idea.

Mom I don’t need to think about it mom I want to be Rachel for the summer. I really want to.

Mom gave me a big hug. I want you to know it will not be all fun and there will be some problems but I will help. If you are willing it should be fun. Then she gave me a kiss I will enjoy having a daughter all the time during the summer. I smiled at her.

Mom I do want to be Rachel all summer thank you for letting me. Mom told me she would make all the arrangements for the summer. The next few weeks all I could think about was being Rachel all the time. Wearing makeup every day and pretty dresses my life was perfect.

My last day of school was Thursday and it was only a half day. I couldn’t wait to get home and start my summer as Rachel. When I got home mom was waiting for me.

Are you ready dear to be my daughter?

Yes mom I said with great enthusiasm.

Now dear I am just making sure so don’t think I am trying to talk you out of it. If we proceed from here on in you will be Rachel my daughter till we come back home. That means I will treat you like my daughter and you must act all the time as a girl. Are you ready for that? My love of makeup took over as all I could think about was all the makeup I would be able to wear.

Mom smiled at me but it was a smile I had not seen before as she took me upstairs to start my transformation. In my room were several boxes. When I looked in the first one it had a pair of very realistic breasts. Mom had me lay down and she glued the breasts on my chest. The feeling was strange as I stood up without a bra on. She gave me a kiss on the cheek and smiled from now on you will be my daughter.

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  1. Most likely, by the end of the summer, Rachel will want to be Rachel full-time. I happen to know a girl-born-boy, whose story is similar to this one, and she was living her life as a full-time girl by the end of the summer. Of course, she had to change schools and everything.

    This was quite a wonderful story. Fun to read. We’re all born girls, now aren’t we?

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