Chris's Surprise Prize Part 4

On the bedside cabinet a cup of coffee was waiting for me. As I drank my
coffee the smells of mom cooking breakfast drifted down the passage. I
got up and put on my fluffy slippers and my gown and went to join mom in
the kitchen. Mom was at the stove wearing a long pink satin nightgown and
pink marabou feather high heel slippers. She turned to face me when I
greeted her.

"Did you sleep well my darling, are you ready for some breakfast,
sweetie?"

"Ooh yes, mommy, I did and I'm quite hungry. Did you sleep well?"

"Yes my darling, have some muesli and yoghurt, while I finish up here."

I sat down at the breakfast table and helped myself to the cereal and
strawberry yogurt. Mom came to the table with our breakfasts, poached
eggs and grilled fish and toast.

"There you go my darling, enjoy."

"Thanks mommy, this looks good."

We talked about the prize I had won and how it would be to wear such a
feminine dress and also to find someone to marry. I told mom my figure
enhancing items would be arriving in two days time.

We finished our leisurely breakfast and went to our rooms to shower and
dress. I finished quickly and then went to mom's room as she had told to
come as soon as I was ready. I arrived in her room to see mom coming out
the bathroom. She wore only 2 towels, one around her body and another
covering her hair.

"Sorry, Mom, shall I leave and wait for you in the sitting room?"

"My darling, it's fine, I want you to be here, just look in my drawer for
a panty for me, and any one will do."

Walking to mom's chest of drawers, I remember the first time I opened the
drawer, I had been trying on her panties after I touched one in the
laundry basket and loved the silky feel. I was alone at home one day and
there were none of her clothes in the basket. I decided to go into her
room and try some one of her panties from her drawer.

I selected a frilly white satin panty and gave it to mom.

"Thank you my darling, now you can get the matching bra while I slip these
on."

I found the matching bra and turned round to give it to Mom. She took it
from me saying, "That's the one darling" and then turned away from me and
dropped her towel.

As mom began to put the bra on she said, "Be a Darling and fasten my bra
for me, dear."

"Are you sure mom?"

"Yes my darling I love to have you helping me."

I took the back straps and began with the bottom hook and eye fastener.

Mom turned round sat on the bed, "Ok darling, and find me a garter belt."

I did as mom instructed and fastened it around her. Mom threaded the
straps under her panty. I got the next item mom would ask for and as she
sat on the bed and I began put the first one on her foot. I admired mom's
painted toenails and told her so.

The next thing was mom's slip, which I got for her, I was enjoying this
intimate time with mom. Moving on Mom selected her outfit for the day.
She chose a pink skirt and white blouse and told me to select shoes for
her.

"Chris, those are just perfect.", when I handed her the white high heeled
pumps.

Mom did her makeup and I watched closely observing all she did. I was
looking forward when I did it for myself.

We were on time to pick up Patricia. Patricia kissed me in greeting and,
"So good to see you girlfriend."

"Good to see you Patricia," I replied.

At the mall we headed for the clothing stores. The first was a lingerie
store; I had my measurements that Beverly took. We started by selecting
bra and panty sets in my new desired size, some full slips, stockings and
pantyhose. After that it was into the next store, to get me some dresses
and skirts and blouses.

We all went into the changing cubicle with the items we selected for me.
We had selected a C cup bra as well as more panties for padding. I
stripped down to my underwear and the ladies helped me into the bra and
then stuffed my bra. Patricia said, "This will be much better if you had
your own breast forms or breasts, breast can be very enjoyable to have."

It was a great experience trying on the new clothes and the fact Mom and
Patricia were helping made it enjoyable.

At one point mom went to get another skirt and a larger size and when she
came back it was with another lady, who was none other than Beverly.
Turns out mom and Beverly were at college together and they had lost
touch. We all agreed it was a small world. Beverly was so glad that mom
and Patricia were helping me and that I agreed to get ladies clothes while
dressed as a male. Mom had asked Beverly what she did for a living and
Beverly had told her she owned Cinderella's bridal boutique to which mom
had said it was her son that won the prize Beverly was sponsoring.

Mom invited Beverly around to our house for lunch that afternoon so they
could catch up. Patricia was invited too. Beverly took charge in helping
me dress in what we had chosen.

We had chosen 5 blouses, 6 skirt of various lengths and 4 dresses
including a LBD. Once we were satisfied of the fit we went to the cashier
to have them rung up. Mom paid for everything.

Patricia and mom said I needed to get more shoes. Mom said since we were
the same size, fortunately we were, she would try them on. We went in
search of a shoe store.

As we entered the store the sales assistant approached us and asked what
type of shoes the ladies were looking for.

Mom said she was buying, and sat down while Patricia and I selected shoes
for her. We left the store with 3 pairs, a strappy sandal in red, a pair
of pink high heeled pumps and a grey medium heeled court shoe.
Our shopping trip had come to an end and we headed for home. Shortly after
we arrived Beverly pulled up in the driveway. Mom and I started preparing
lunch, while Patricia and Beverly set the table.

After lunch Beverly, Mom, Patricia and I went to mom's room and they were
to help me dress in the clothes we had bought. They were going to
transform me completely. I was so looking forward to it. And my penis
thought it was great too as it was hard and erect.

Patricia and Beverly began to undress me. I was soon down to my stockings
and panties. Those came off too, and mom handed Patricia my panty.
Patricia knelt before me with the opened up panties and with the support
of mom and Beverly, I stepped into the panty. With the panty around my
ankles Patricia took my penis into her mouth and began to suck me off till
I came in her mouth.

Beverly said it needed to be done as my hard erection would spoil the
effect.

Next was my bra and mom took it and told me to put my arms in front of me
and she slid the straps up my arms to my shoulders. Patricia was at my
back to do up the straps and Beverly filled up the cups with water filled
balloons which were more realistic than panties.

Mom was busy with my garter belt and then she and Beverly put my stockings
on me. I was taken to mom's vanity and Patricia began to do my makeup.
She started with thin layer of foundation, giving my face a soft radiant
glow. Next she applied pale pink blush to my cheeks. She then started to
work on my eyes. Oyster shadow was applied all over my eyelids from lashes
to the brows. Sangria shadow was applied to my eyelids and crease to give
some depth and then mauve shadow was applied to my lids to give some
intensity. The tops of my eyes were lined with eyeliner. Mascara was
applied to my lashes and then work was started on my lips. My lips were
first outlined with a lipstick pencil and then filled in with the lipstick
pencil. My lips were then coated with pale pink lipstick.

Mom was busy with my nails. They were filed smooth and then coated with a
clear base coat and then with pink nail polish.

Mom started on my hair, she brushed it out and began to style it with a
rotating hot iron creating lovely curls. She parted my hair with my long
curly locks on either side of my head and neck. I liked the style and
felt really feminine. As I gazed into the mirror I felt a stirring in my
panty.

Patricia said, "That looks great my sweet," and kissed me on the lips.

"Thanks Patricia." It seemed Patricia was warming to me. I liked her too
even though she and Kathy were at first mocking of my cross dressing. Mom
winked at me and gave a big smile. Mom asked what I would like to try on.
I chose a pink mini dress with three quarter sleeves. Mom helped me into
a white satin full slip.

It covered my stocking tops and Beverly slipped the pink high heeled pumps
onto my stocking clad feet. I was helped to my feet and instructed to
walk in my new heels.

As I walked in my satin slip whispered on my and stocking clad legs and
the soft cool feeling excited me.

It was heavenly. Mom was pleased I managed to walk in a feminine manner,
one foot in front of the other and swaying my hips. I was pleased at the
compliment. I walked with my hands turned outwards and my elbows in.
Patricia and Beverly said I almost had that down pat and that I should
have been born a girl. Mom said she just loved her new daughter and she
and I were to spend lots of time together to get me ready to walk down the
aisle.

Patricia said she would also be helping Mom every step of the way. Beverly
and Patricia took my dress and helped me into it. Mom zipped up the back
of the dress and it fitted perfectly. I liked the tightening feeling as
the zipper was pulled up.

Beverly said it was perfect and now that I was dressed up it would be an
ideal opportunity for me to at least go out in the car for a drive or
something. I would not have to get out if I did not want to.

Mom agreed and asked, "What do you wish to do, darling Christine?"

"Mommy, I would love to go for a drive, we could go to a park where I
could get out and walk around a bit."

Mom kissed me on the lips and said, "That's great, Christine."

Beverly suggested we go in her car and mom gave me one of her older
purses. This was another training step mom said. I was helped to stock
the purse, the lipstick I had on, a mirror compact, Kleenex, a wallet with
money.

I was instructed how to carry my purse, with the straps over my shoulder
and my hand resting on the purse.

I walked out the house and felt liberated as I walked down the steps. The
feel of air up my skirt was a bit of a shock. I was given instruction of
how to get into the car in a ladylike manner. At the car after I opened
the door I sat down on the edge of the seat with my legs together and then
lifted my legs and swivelled my body around to face forward. Patricia
complimented me saying I was a fast learner.

The ladies got into the car, Patricia joined me in back of the car.
Patricia began to kiss me as we drove off. We were headed for the Elysian
Park. As we neared the park Patricia told me to touch up my lipstick as
she did hers. For me it was such a feminine act, looking into my purse
getting the tube of lipstick out, opening the mirror compact, taking the
cap of the lipstick off and turning up the lipstick and coating my lips
with it, starting at the centre of my lips and working outwards. Patricia
said I was a good pupil.

At the park, I exited the car in a reverse action of how I had got in. We
walked along and chatted I tried to speak in a feminine voice. As we
passed other people I would fall silent as I wasn't getting it right.
Nevertheless I did enjoy myself, hearing my heels tap on the pathway, the
swish of my stocking clad legs, the breeze up my dress, the movement of my
water balloon breasts With the three ladies encouraging me I knew I would
be convincing when the time came for me to wear my prize dress. Patricia
took my hand as we walked along and slipped her arm around my waist when
we stopped to admire the flowers. It made me feel loved. When we
approached some guys Patricia left my hand and as we passed them I smiled
at them. They returned my smile.

Mom and Beverly talked of their lives and relationships, Beverly had
divorced her husband and her son was away in New York at university.
Beverly had dated on and off in the last few years at this stage her
business was all-important to her.

Mom worked in an office as a receptionist, it was just to keep her busy as
my father had provided well for our family, and she was looking for
something else other than that.

We stopped at an ice-cream vendor and bought soft serve ice-creams. We
walked on and I began to feel the pain in my feet, I knew that ladies all
eventually moaned about sore feet. I decided to mention this fact and
said, "Ooh my feet are killing me."

Patricia smiled at this utterance and said, "It's just what all women must
suffer, men like to see women in high heels and short skirts."

In the car on our way home Patricia resumed kissing me. Her hands were
all over me as I returned her kisses. Beverly and mom were chatting and
when we started to get a bit carried away Mom suggested we cool it a bit
or at least till we got home. I beginning to get smitten with Patricia,
and reluctantly we stopped fondling each other.

At home we sat in the lounge and the first thing I did was to remove my
shoes. Patricia offered to rub my feet if I did the same to hers. We sat
on the couch with our feet in each other's laps and began to massage each
other's feet while Mom and Beverly went to prepare a light supper.

Beverly was going to drive Patricia and I to our apartment block after
supper. I would have to change out of my girly clothes, the outer ones at
least. Patricia moved up the couch to me and began to kiss me. I heard
mom clear her throat behind us and we stopped.

We had supper after which we got all my new clothes together and took off
my outer wear, removed the makeup and brushed my hair back into a pony.
It was a step back but needed to as not to cause any complications by
people in the apartment block seeing in me in girl's clothes.

Back at our apartment block Patricia invited me to come over to her
apartment for a glass of wine once I had packed all my new clothes away.

Patricia opened her door to my knock. The sight I saw took my breath
away. She was dressed in long see-through nightgown and I could not see a
panty. I was scarcely into her apartment and she began to undress me.

I was wearing only my lingerie when she pulled my panty down and led me to
her bedroom holding my hardening penis. When we were at the foot of her
bed she pushed me backwards and pinned me down. She said, "I like men who
are submissive, I want to teach you all about pleasing a woman."

She scooted up the bed straddling my body until her vagina was over my
face. I liked the fact that her nightgown tented right over my head. "Now
Chrissy dear reach in with your tongue and lick and suck me till I come,
then I will see about sucking you off."

I reached up and stuck my tongue between her vagina lips and began to lick
her and suck on her vagina lips.

"Mmmm for a newbie lesbian you do that well, Chrissy, Aaah, keep it up,
darling, oooh, yes, yes, oooh."

I kept up my licking and sucking spurred on by Patricia's approval. Indeed
it was the first time in my life I was in such close contact with a
woman's intimate parts. I felt juices running into my mouth as I sucked
and licked trying to get my tongue in as deep as possible. I loved the
taste of Patricia's juices.

"Yes, yes, Darling make me come, oooooh, I'm getting so close now, mmmm,
aaah.

Patricia began to buck as I reached deeper and sucked more frantically
want to please her.

And then it happened, she came with such force and pinioned my face
between her legs and fell on to the bed behind me. I turned round and
lifted up her nightgown and moved up to her breasts. I sucked on her
nipples and flicked them with my tongue.

"Oooh baby I thought you didn't like breasts, seems I was wrong, don't
stop, I just love what you are doing, suck my titties, mmmm, aaah."

I continued for a while and then Patricia said, "Oooh baby now it's time
for me to reward you with a nice blow-job."

Patricia pushed me back onto the bed and began to suck on my hard penis
that was dripping with pre-cum.

"OO, that's so wonderful darling, mmmm, oooh, aaah," I gasped as
Patricia's lips and tongue sucked on my penis.

I was coming to climax quickly and Patricia upped the tempo. Aaah, and
then I came and she moved up and put her lips on mine. I opened my mouth
and swallowed my own cum.

Patricia said, "Like that my baby?"

"Mmmm, yes darling it was good."

"Please stay the night with me and I'll cook you a lovely breakfast."

"That sounds great, Patricia."

She took her nightgown off and helped me into it and got pink silk pajamas
from her wardrobe. She held me in a tight embrace as we drifted off to
sleep.