Rite Of Passage - John Or Jennifer

John turned eighteen that day. His father was at work. His mother and sister Lisa were spending the day shopping, saying they wouldn't get back until very late in the afternoon. He decided he wanted to pamper himself, celebrating in the best way possible. That way was by dressing up as a female. John had been a crossdresser since he was sixteen. He believed he had managed to keep that part of himself hidden from the rest of the family.After taking a luxurious bubble bath, he carefully made up his face. A pair of false lashes followed. He admired his efforts in the mirror, then went to his room to retrieve a pair of breast forms, clip-on earrings, and a wig hidden away in his closet. He stopped by his mother's room, picked out a pair of her lacy panties, and put them on. Finally, in Lisa's room, he sprayed on a dash of perfume.He took out a strapless bra, pantyhose, and a long slip. After filling out his bra and donning the rest, he went to her closet. Since he had the day to himself, he had decided to go for an elegant look, settling upon a long, formal strapless dress.He put on the outfit and a pair of his sister's high heels. Gracefully, he walked around the house, enjoying every minute of his girl time. The opportunities like this didn't come along that often. He wanted to enjoy it as much as he could, especially on his birthday. Using his phone, he took some selfies in a full-length mirror. Later on, he planned on transferring them to a password-protected file directory on his computer.Despite his precautions, he hadn't been careful enough. He had gotten a little lax in hiding his activities. His mother and sister started to notice their things being out of place from the way they remembered leaving them. Guessing that the culprit likely was John, they decided to see what he was doing while they were gone.Lisa set up a hidden spy camera in her room, as did her mother. When they reviewed the video from the cameras, they were surprised to see John in dresses and makeup. Once the shock wore off, his mother and sister started hatching a plan. Rather than confronting him right away, they decided on something different. Telling him that they would be gone most of the day, they guessed he would use that time to get dressed up once again.However, unbeknownst to him, they only planned to be gone perhaps ninety minutes or so. They felt it would be enough time for John to get himself situated so they could catch him in the act. When they returned, they noticed the doors and curtains closed. Lisa gave a knowing look at her mother. They walked around to the back door. Quietly opening it, they crept in and entered the living room. John was paging through his sister's fashion magazine, wishing he could wear the dresses some of the models had on. Lost in his thoughts, he was brought back to sudden awareness when he heard a gasp. He looked up to see his mother and sister standing there. 'Oh shit,' he thought isvecbahis to himself."Mom! Look at him," Lisa said. "He's got makeup and a dress on. He looks like a girl! Hey, wait a minute, that's my prom dress! What are you doing in my prom dress?""So what is this, John?" his mother said. "Your sister and I thought you might be into our things for some reason, so we set up spy cams. That reason why didn't dawn on us until we caught you on video in our rooms. Even though I see you now with my own eyes, I still can't believe it. What do you have to say for yourself?""I can't help it, Mom. I just have to do it There's something about wearing these things that makes me feel more complete.""Stand up. Let's see you."John meekly obeyed."Lift the dress," she told him."Heels, pantyhose? So whose panties are you wearing?" his mother asked."Yours," came the reluctant reply."And I see you have a bra on, too. Is that mine or hers?""Hers."Lisa remarked, "I guess I am not losing my mind. I thought some of my things had gotten moved around, but I didn't remember doing it. This explains it.""Well John, I hope you're feeling photogenic," his mother said. She used her phone to take pictures of him. His sister did the same. "Once your dad sees these, he won't know what to think," she continued.Suddenly Lisa started laughing. "What's so funny?" John asked."You mean aside from coming home to find my brother wearing my clothes, looking like a girl? Oh, lots of things." At that point, Lisa went over and whispered in her mother's ear.Her mom smiled and said, "Oh, that's right. The family tradition. With all this going on, it had slipped my mind for a minute. Well, I'll talk it over with your father. When he gets home, we'll show him everything. But I'm sure he won't mind at all."Lisa smiled and looked at her brother, "I think you'll be surprised at what Mom and Dad had planned for your birthday tonight. It will just be a little different from what we all had originally expected." Confused, John asked, "What's this 'family tradition?' I don't remember ever hearing about one." His sister and mother smiled at each other.His mother said, "If I told you now, it wouldn't be a surprise. Plus, as I mentioned, I need to run something by your dad first.""Mom," Lisa asked, "I just thought of one more thing. Do you think that..." and finished the sentence, whispering again in her mother's ear."Oh! OK, maybe later on this week," her mother replied. "In the meantime John, go take off that dress. You will be paying the dry cleaning bill for it, young man, or should I say, 'young lady?'""Lisa, would you go to your room and pick out a pretty outfit for your new sister to wear? After all, she can't wear this one to the mall. Since that dress seems to fit her fairly well, I'm guessing that she and you are about the same size. Why don't you find her something feminine and girly? At least, more so than she already is! She and I are going shopping isveçbahis giriş to start building her new wardrobe. We'll have to get her some dresses and pretty lingerie, along with all the basics. Oh, one more favor. Please take all your former brother's boy clothes, put them in bags and drop them off at the Goodwill. He is gone. Your sister will not need them anymore. We can loan her some clothes until she can get her set up with her own."John exclaimed, "Huh? 'New sister?' And the mall? I have to go to the mall in a dress?""Well, you'll have to touch up your makeup first," his mother said. "No one will think you are anything but what you now seem. Your old life is gone. This is your birthday, in more ways than one. It's obvious you want to be a girl, so you're going to get your wish. You will be wearing skirts and dresses as long as you live here. Maybe once you come to accept these changes, I might let you wear some pants again, as long as they are feminine. Also, your shoes will always be high heels of one sort or another. You can wear wedges, pumps, stilettos, or anything else, as long as the heel is at least three inches. You will only wear flat-soled shoes if there is a good reason to do so."She continued, "While we're at the mall, we'll get you fitted for your very own bra. Soon you'll have a drawer full of pretty things to wear. Then you won't have to borrow ours all the time."Lisa smiled, saying, "You know, I think I'm going to like having a sister. We can share clothes and so much more. I'm not happy that you borrowed my things. But even more than that, you look better in my dress than I do! I can't believe it. My brother looks good in my dress!"His mother began to say, "John," but stopped. "You know, 'John' is certainly not a name for an attractive young lady like yourself to have. Do you have a girl's name you like?" John was at a loss for words. So much had happened in such a short time. He was still reeling from having his secret exposed to the family. "Hmm, maybe 'Jennifer.' That's a pretty name. Yes, I think you are a 'Jennifer.' Now Jennifer, go take care of your makeup before we go out. In the meantime, I am going to call your father. I think I should tell him the news now instead of waiting for him to get home. Oh, do you have makeup hidden somewhere, or did you borrow ours?""Um, both, Mom.""Your sister and I will help you go through your collection so we can decide what you should toss. We'll also tell you what to keep so you can stay pretty. From now on, I want you to make sure you are fully made up every day, once you are showered and ready to get dressed in the morning. Then, keep it on all day until you are getting ready for bed at night. Just touch it up when you need to. Women shouldn't sleep in makeup, not even you." She carried on, "One more thing. Being a woman is more than just being able to wear dresses and makeup. Soon, you will have to live and work isveçbahis yeni giriş entirely as a woman. It won't be easy. A lot of people won't understand, but it's what you will learn to accept because this is your new life. Now go get ready," his mom said.As Jennifer walked away, she could hear her mother on the phone. "Honey, there's been a change of plans for tonight. You see, we now have two daughters. Yes, that's right. We came home to find John all dolled up, wearing Lisa's prom dress. Surprisingly, she looked pretty good in it. Yes, 'she.' You would never have known there was a boy underneath. Lisa can't get over it. So we decided that John will be better off as a girl. Her name is going to be 'Jennifer.' I am going to take her to the mall to get her some things she'll need so she won't have to always borrow from her sister and me. Lisa will tell you all about it. I'm sure she'll show you the pictures of your lovely daughter when you get home. But I think that maybe you should do the honors tonight instead of me. You will? Great. See you when we get back from the mall."Jennifer and her mom spent a few hours buying dresses, makeup, and many other items for her new life as a girl. They stopped to have Jennifer's ears pierced so she would no longer have to rely on the clip-on earrings. She was afraid someone might recognize her, but no one saw anything other than an attractive, young female. Jennifer thought she even saw a couple of guys checking her out. She had begun to accept her fate, realizing deep down that it was a dream come true.When the two got home, Jennifer's father was there, waiting to see his new daughter."So you want to be my daughter now? Well, your mom was right, you are very pretty. I like your perfume; it smells nice," he said. Turning to his wife he said, "I didn't even recognize her at first. So, have you told her yet?""No, Lisa and I both felt it should be a joint, family thing, so we waited for you."Her father smiled and said, "Well Jennifer, since it's your eighteenth birthday, it's time you learned about our family tradition.""Yes, Dad, I hear stuff about the family tradition, but no one will tell me what it is. I don't remember any special family tradition for someone's birthday.""That because you hadn't turned eighteen yet. We thought the best time to tell you would be on your birthday.""So what is it, then?" Jennifer asked."Well dear," her mother said, "when one of the children in this family turns eighteen, the mother takes her son to bed for his first time. She will begin to teach him how to please a woman. Otherwise, the father will bring his daughter to bed. She will give up her virginity to him, becoming a woman. This is something wonderful. It's been passed down in the family for generations. I happily gave myself up to my father when my time came. My mother did the same with her father before me, her mother before that, and back for so many generations, no one knows anymore. For almost every one of those women, it was a positive experience, according to the family lore. I know I have never regretted it. I would gladly do it all over again. I think your sister also feels that way."