"What was the other part?" It was a Christmas scene, you, Mom, me and another woman sitting at a Christmas tree. But you were not a man but a woman." ... Woman? Did I dress up as a woman for Christmas?" No you weren't just dressing up. You looked, moved and behaved like a real woman. Much more feminine than you could ever be now." But how? I'm a man after all and never even dressed up as a woman." Chapter 2 - Decisions and First Dress-upWe drove together to Mom who lived one hour away to discuss. "Come on, hurry up sissy!" Regina yelled.I stripped off quicker, removing the rest of my clothes, all except for my undies. I was terrified of going naked in front of them. I knew they had all seen naked men before, I had heard them through the wall, talking about their experiences during my sister's sleepovers.Jessica had now started ruffling through her dresser drawers looking for clothing items for me, while Karly sat crossed legged, a silly grin on her face. "Come on," she said smiling at. I just know it."You smile, looking her amazingly shapely figure up and down. Yourconfidence begins to build now that she seems to have accepted herposition as your creation. She takes a few steps toward you, and yourheart flutters with excitement."So, you drew me, correct?" She smiles, looking at the pencil. You nod."Of all the ways you could have brought me into existence, you decided togo with *this*."She grabs her huge tits and pulls at them. She lets go, and they bounceand jiggle within the. I lowered my hand and found his pulsating erection. My god, he felt thick through the linen material of his pants. His erection pulsed and thickened under my touch. I don't know why, but for just an instant, my sixty seven year old father came into my thoughts. I wondered, just for a second, if papa would be more horrified to know that his sweet innocent daughter had let an American woman drive her to orgasm with her fingers and tongue by the pool today, or that I allowed a twenty one year old.