Getting Caught And Feminized By My Mom (Crossdressing Stories) PART 1

hey there you're looking kind of cute please consider subscribing and check out our patreon let's have some fun story brought to you by Bobby Peters neighborhood kids including the girls were playing ball in the park down the street their calls shouts and cheers were carried by the Summer Breeze into the shade darkened room the room was neat and clean most prominent were the pictures of pretty girls from teen magazines taped all over the door a large map of the world hanging on one wall a double bed two dressers and a television in one corner laying

on his bed was a slender figure a boy but one would have to look closely to be sure the face was pretty with dimpled cheeks a little narrow nose and a porcelain's smooth complexion and the hair was thick and rested on the checks and hung over the ears to the shoulder in one corner window a mobile of biplanes was spinning with the breeze bobbing up and down on needle thin rods the shiny shapes reflected the filtered light as they spun around in an endless bloodless dogfight watching the Silvery figures twirl circles within circles the young

boy lay on his bed his neck propped against a folded pillow the urge kept building and building in my head after all fifteen-year-old boys just don't do what I was thinking about they just don't on it who cares about a stupid ball game I thought to myself I didn't feel bad about not playing in the game nah it was a hot summer day and and who wants to run around and get dirty and sweaty on such a day earlier my friend Bob stopped by come on watch us play afterwards we'll get a burger but I

didn't want to so I lied I can't mom wants me to do some stuff around the house I sat up and started reading a book flicked over a few pages of my stamp album got bored summer vacation could be such a drag I almost know I do miss school I squirmed like I had an itch and rolled my head to relieve the tightness all the time trying to resist the thoughts that were turning in my mind I stared across my neatly made bed into the mirror over my dresser and shook my head in disbelief what

a sorry looking boy I was at five of four inches I barely waited 110 pounds or so what kind of a face is that for a boy I asked myself no wonder I'm here alone while everyone's outside having fun I didn't have any hair on my face not even peach fuzz and only the faintest Wisps of blonde hair on my arms jeez my friend Bob already has a shadow of dark hair above his lip I ran my hands through my hair working out the snags with my fingers and smoothing it behind my ears it was

thick so thick that when washed it was too fluffy to tuck in behind my ears so it hung over them in a very girlish style made even more feminine by a natural upturned curl at the end about all I could do was pull it back into ponytail I most hated to wash it clean bouncy hair made me look so so girlish and it took a couple of days before it was controllable worse mom was always on my case to wash it like every other day or else she'd joined dad and insist that I get it

cut I made some icky faces in the mirror and swished my head around no way was I ever going to be tall and strong and athletic or have a handsome rugged face like my father jeez I might as well have been born up no use thinking like that scooting off my bed I knelt before my dresser and pulled out the bottom drawer quickly I riffled through it moving aside old school notebooks until I found a large manila envelope first one flipped the packages on the bed and moved to my closet a shoebox sitting on the

edge of my bed I undressed shirts shorts jeans I unclasped the crinkling envelope and pulled out a pair of underwear white ones with fancy stitching around the openings naked I sat on the edge of the bed and glided my foot into a leg opening first one foot and then the other standing up I slid the soft undies up over my legs and thighs up to my waist where they seemed to merge with my body slowly I slid my thumbs inside the narrow elastic band that encircled me and savored my new skin with fidgety fingers I

opened the larger envelope pulled out a flattened bra and slipped it on after attaching the four small hooks I and pulled it around my slight frame lovingly with delicate fingers I tugged at the straps and pinched up the small soft cotton cups I opened the shoe box a shoe box full of hair rollers ones with sponge centers and soft plastic clasps nothing was more feminine to me than being in hair rollers and having curls like my mother and sister quickly I gathered up stands of my hair and wrapped them around foam centers and snapped them

closed with fumbling fingers I continued until my head was full of rollers drooping ones mostly haphazardly arranged and dangling in all directions not very neat I knew not like mom or my sister would do it after all they were real girls and I was a boy who was only playing at being a girl laying in his bed I admired my pretty girl self in the mirror squeezing my legs together and caressing my shoulders girls are sure lucky I whispered under my breath as I gazed at the roller covered image in the mirror they get to

wear all kinds of neat clothes that boys never get to wear like panties and dresses and bras and slips and they get to fix their hair in lots and lots of different ways curly or straight long or short up or down in any color they want and girls have lots of friends and do lots of things like they get to play ball and nobody laughs at them but let a boy do a girl thing and everyone laughs at him please I wonder what it would be like to be a girl so I could do all

the things girls can do tap tap tap tap the shade was hitting the window better keep my ears open I sure didn't want anyone catching me the bedrooms in our house didn't have locks so sometimes I'd push the dresser in front of my door one time I was starting to get into Sis's undies and the door banged into the dresser it was my mother like crazy I pulled on my jeans moved the dresser and told her I was cleaning my room I soaked in the hardness of the hair rollers against my pillowed head the softness

of the white cotton underwear against my bottom and the tightness of the bra straps that expanded into my chest as I breathed I stroked my body running my fingers down my smooth arms along my legs up the inside of my thighs and onto my pantied front savoring the most delicious Sensations a shiver of excitement ran up my spine from the tip of my head to the bottom of my feet as I soaked in all the all the thoughts and feelings of the moment time seemed to stand still as I entered my own world of Make-Believe

I barely heard the noise a metallic click click right away I knew the doorknob was being turned and released my eyes darted to the door as it swung open what to do first jump under the covers under the bed too late Mom I muttered as I pulled myself up my eyes bulged out and I stuttered I uh was just I wanted to say more but could barely get enough air to breathe much less speak my jaw dropped closed I was speechless mom stood Frozen with her left hand on the doorknob and her body halfway into

my room she looked as startled as I was Danny sorry I thought you were out a look crossed her face like she had tasted something she didn't like I just came in to see if she looked hard to me then the full force of what she saw must have hit her oh my I am sorry without stretched arms she walked to me what are you doing Danny what are you doing my boy I was just pretending just pretending really pretending pretending to be what to do what she asked as she hovered over me Ma just

pretending that's all to be what I spit out my answer a girl that's all just a girl mom sat next to me on the edge of the bed her legs dangling over the edge I looked away all of a sudden I felt cold and icy coldness I could feel mom's eyes staring at my hair the bra the undies what must she be thinking there was silence for what seemed like forever before she touched my shoulder Danny Danny I didn't know I mean I just never thought Mom's hand brushed against a dangling half-wound roller now now

don't feel bad she'd said in an almost pleading voice as she playfully unraveled the roller and rewound the already curled stand of hair these need to be tighter dear or you won't get the curl you want hard holding back the tears and I started sniffling it's not your fault son mom's sympathy made me feel even more like crying if your father was home more this wouldn't have happened I struggled to think of words as mom put her arms around me and pulled me close to her you look just like your sister a couple of years

ago isn't that Sue's old training bra mom said as she tugged at a strap yes I believe it is but it's long forgotten I'm sure Mom held me tight her face nestled against my roller covered head and those old undies I'm sure she doesn't miss them of course she has lots of pretty much prettier ones now she said in a soft rhythmical voice mom you you won't tell sis please no dear I won't and Dad you won't tell him either Danny don't worry about a thing it'll all be fine I promise without another word mom

stood up and walked away pausing in the hall to give me a faint smile before closing the door I dropped on my back closed my eyes and shook my head how could I how could I be so careless I wished I was a bug so I could crawl under a rock and not be seen for years for the next few days I could hardly look Mom in the face but when I did she smiled what seemed to me to be an I know a secret smile I just knew by the look in her eyes that

she'd been thinking what she saw Saturday morning a lot was going on at home so I figured mom was too busy to concern herself with me Dad would be home that evening I wasn't sure why mom had mentioned his name that day but I didn't think much of it Dad was a long-distance truck driver who hauled heavy machinery and such on an 18-wheeler flatbed mom always made a big deal of Dad's return early in the morning I heard Mom calling for my sisters to clean their room by the time I came downstairs mom was busy

doing all sorts of things besides getting the house clean mom made my sisters fix their hair for Dad so they looked pretty for him Susan was 16 and had light brown hair past her shoulders like my hair but longer but she gotta fix it in lots of different styles she was really cute and had lots of friends and tons and tons of clothes mom usually set Sis's hair to create Billows of shiny curls all fluffed out and mixed together like all the curls were fighting each other to be on top my other sister Debbie was

13. she had really long hair I mean like to her butt mom usually braided her hair or combed it in a ponytail or Twisted it around and around into a bun and pinned it in place a lot of the time Sue didn't like having her hair set and having to be in rollers Debbie complained too saying she wanted to get her hair cut so she'd look older she was cute too but a real tomboy I guess Mom was the only one who enjoyed herself during these sessions chatting about this dress and that blouse and this

hairstyle going with that outfit mom loved to talk to my sisters about clothes and makeup and how girls should act that Saturday morning I avoided the back porch which is where mom usually set their hair didn't want to get her remembering what she saw I was about to leave the house when Mom called Danny come here Mom I gotta go Gotta meet my friends come here son mom said tapping her fingers on the arm of her chair Ma I gotta go come here Daniel I walked into the back room Susan had a towel wrapped around

her shoulder and was seated in front of picture window Debbie was on the couch with her head bend down padding dry her long wet hair with a towel sit down so we can all talk about your father's return dad had been gone for 12 days that's how long this trip took weird but 12 days makes one almost forget what someone looks like even one's father I plopped down and tried to look mostly out the window you hand to me I turned to see in front of me a bag of rollers pink plastic ones with holes

in them Ma hand them to me dear mom began combing Sue's damp hair I watched the comb slide through her hair you children well you children you know how your father loves those long distance trips mom went on about how she wished dad were home more every minute or so she'd extend her palm and I'd hand her a roller so maybe if all of you could somehow mention that you wished he were home more mom continued Sue as usual was complaining ma can't you hurry up I want to go to Jenny's all she did was

complain mad do we have to do this every time daddy comes home shush Susan shush when I was a little girl I didn't have a father to wait for and I was an only child we know Ma Sue interrupted and you'd set your hair every day after school and your mother combed out your hair before you went to school that's enough of Susan mom said cutting her off course I had to watch Mom closely to be ready to dig into the bag and hand her a roller but but I hardly was listening to her just

catching a few words now and then I'm sure I was staring more than I should have but I couldn't help it this was like a wish come true being able to watch and not just peek mom's fingers moved really fast faster than I had ever realized as she wound up The Damp strands of hair and pinned them in place it seems like in no time she was finished with Sue I really envied my sister man oh man did she look cute with her hair full of rollers I was fascinated by the sight entranced by the

contrast of damp brown hair and hard pink plastic finished Sue dropped on the couch to finish an Inquirer mom then combed my little sister's hair I could see that Mom started from the bottom and used a broad-toothed comb to comb out my Deb's flowing damp hair finished with my sister's Mom dropped her arms inside a sigh of relief I was startled want me to put some rollers in your hair mom repeated holding up a roller in front of my face I said do you want me to put a few rollers in your hair to give

it some shape Ma you kidding I shot back and looked away pretending I was disgusted with the idea but of course my heart was racing A Thousand Miles a minute Sue chimed in yeah Mom do it put Danny hair in rollers then he'd know how much we girls have go through to be beautiful yes Mom yes do it Debbie was beside herself he halfway looks like a girl anyway with his long hair shut up I yelled to her in my most manly voice now Daniel be nice to your sisters well Daniel mom persisted holding a

roller in front of me like a tempting treat do you of course I wanted her to I wanted to yell out yes please Mom please put me in rollers and give me pretty curls like my sister my sisters were giggling like they do all the time girls out you go to dry your hair or else it's under the hair dryer no no Sue cried out out then man urged as she flicked her fingers at them to leave but it didn't take much to get them to Scurry out the door into the backyard where they sat

on the patio under the table umbrella I sat staring at them in the backyard I wanted to get up it was kind of like glued to the seated mom just wouldn't give up some rollers in your hair her voice was clear and strong mom dad will kill me if he sees me with with my hair like a girl I stuttered you know he's always after me to cut my hair as it is my little boy does love hair rollers and pretty hair doesn't he I just Shrugged and looked down you can be honest with me

you want me to put your hair in rollers don't you Ma I said getting up but her hand on my shoulder urged me down Daniel her voice was louder than normal and sharper I'm asking you a question do you want me to put your hair in rollers and fix your hair like your sisters yes shook my head up and down speak up Daniel is that a yes yes Mother yes I admitted and you want to have pretty hair like your sisters don't you mom asked relentlessly uh-huh yes Mom seemed relieved now don't you feel better

for saying that I did feel better yes and you want to look like a girl only girls have their hair set am I right Daniel I was speechless boys who want to have pretty girl hairdos must want to be girls isn't that true Daniel that was too much for me to stand mom I gotta go I gotta go I blurted out and hurriedly walked away barely escaping my mother's grasping hand all during the rest of the day mom's words repeated themselves in my mind if only I had the courage to let Mom fix my hair

if only I had the courage to do what I wanted to do it would be so much fun I know it I just know it thanks for watching check out patreon if you want to have early access to the other parts if not it will be online in a couple of days