Lisa calmed john down, he was frantic and didn’t know what to do. Lisa started saying things that she thought would ease his mood
“ John, John calm yourself down, it’s just a dress, but I must say it is adorable and you don’t look half bad in it ‘
John looked at his mother and replied sarcastically “ really mom how is it that I don’t feel any better hearing that, would you please tell me “
“ I’m sorry John it’s just that I haven’t seen a petticoat worn with a dress in such a long time, it’s just so cute “
“ mom please, I’m your son! “ John replied with angst.
“ I know you are honey, but right now you look like my daughter “
After the shock of the whole petticoat reality started to wear off John started to relax and as he relaxed Claire started to chisel away at John’s persona. Little things like instead of saying mom John started calling her mommy or making sure the dress stayed clean and tidy. At first John was oblivious to these things but his mother wasn’t and she kept her observations were to herself. This all happened at the end of the day and the evening was starting to fall, Lisa asked John if there was anything that he was in the mood for and John replied
“ tea would be lovely mommy, wait did I really just say that? Oh no what is going on with me! “
“ Tea is fine with me “ Lisa answered
John was getting a bit confused when he talked, he wanted to say something the way he would always talk and half the time it would come out like some proper young lady was talking. Regardless Lisa started brewing the tea and John set the table, when Lisa was done brewing she turned to bring it to the table and that’s when the whole thing became very obvious that her little boy was changing and there was nothing she could do. The table was set, one of the pretty table cloths were on the table and the china from Lisa’s tea set was on the table. There were cups, saucers, sugar bowl and creamer along with cloth napkins and pastry, it had the look of the perfect little tea party for the two of them.
As Lisa turned to face the table John asked
“ how does it look mommy? “
Lisa wasn’t sure how to react so she just said
“ it looks perfect honey, great job “
John giggled as Lisa brought the tea to the table, she placed it in the middle and they both seated themselves. Lisa sat down and watched as John seated himself, he stepped around the chair smoothed the back of his skirt on the dress he was wearing sat down put his legs together wrapped one ankle around the other off to the left side, placed his hands in his lap in a very lady like manner and asked
“ mommy would you like one lump or two with your tea? “
Lisa was speechless she didn’t know how to respond then she asked
“ John is that you? “
“ of course mom, who would it be “
Lisa realized when she talked to John like he was her son he would react back to her like he was her son but it was hard not to look at him like he was her daughter, I mean he looked so pretty in the little outfit he was wearing and so Lisa’s struggle began.
The evening went into night and the conversation was tricky, Lisa tried all night to talk to John like a young boy but it was hard for her when she was looking at a young lady and the sight of her was very convincing. The two talked and Lisa watched as John went in and out of the feminine roll that he was dressed for and Lisa was finding hard not to enjoy having a daughter.
After a while the two of them agreed it was time for bed and both went to get ready, when the two met in the hall at the top of the stairs John had changed into the most adorable night gown with a matching robe that tied in a big bow at the collar. He looked perfect and Lisa was overcome with the emotion of having a daughter, she thought to herself “ I have to stop enjoying this, I may lose John if I don’t “
They both were off to bed and the next morning Lisa woke to sounds of breakfast in the kitchen, she could smell the fresh coffee and hear the toaster popping, there was a lot going on down there and she was very curious as to what. She got out of bed and put her robe on and headed down to the kitchen where she found a young lady all bathed and wearing a lavender summer dress with ankle socks that had ruffles at the top of them, the dress was cute as cute gets and with pretty and very girlie apron over it the look was precious, the sight looked like a Norman Rockwell painting or something.
Lisa watched as John prepared breakfast, she stayed out of sight so she could observe him while he was alone. While she watched she couldn’t help but see that every movement and every gesture and every expression was that of a young lady. This started to scare Lisa so she interrupted the moment and said
“ John is that you “
Of course John snapped back into the picture and replied “ yea mom, are you alright? “
“ I am John are you alright? What are you doing? “
When Lisa talked to John he answered as John but when John went to explain what he was doing Claire spoke for him
“ why I’m making you breakfast mommy so you can get ready for that interview this morning, so why don’t you get ready while I get breakfast on the table “
All Lisa could say was “ O K dear “
She went to get ready and started to think about the situation that her son was in, what did she need to do? Lisa started thinking about calling in a professional, but who would she call? This was no ordinary situation going on and Lisa didn’t even know how to explain it. She decided to wait until the week of petticoats was done then see where John would be at.
Lisa headed down to the kitchen after she was done getting ready, when she walked in the table was set and her plate had one soft boiled egg, some bacon and a glass of juice, toast and coffee. The table was perfect and there were fresh picked flowers in a vase on the table picked from the flowers out front. Lisa asked her son
“ John did you get the flowers from out front “
John replied “ I did didn’t I, what if someone saw me picking flowers wearing this dress oh no! I can’t believe who I’m turning into I’m thinking like a girl all the time now! Mom what am I going to do?
Lisa told John to try and be calm, she will be back as soon as possible and that they would figure it all out when she got home. As she was talking to John she noticed his fingernails were painted to match the dress he was wearing “ oh boy “ she thought “ I’ve got to get home fast “
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