Alex

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Anna Redmond stood looking into her room, silently she had peeked round the door, a mask of pure astonishment on her face. In the room and oblivious to her presence, her younger brother Alex stood admiring himself in her full length mirror. He twisted slightly left and right feeling and seeing his sisters little black cocktail dress swirl slightly, brushing his thighs just above the knee. His shoulder length dark hair swished across his face and he absentmindedly raised his hands to scoop it back behind his ears. Entering the room Anna gave slight cough, seeing her brother redden as he turned towards her. She smiled and raised an eyebrow,

“Alex I had no idea you liked women’s clothing,” she giggled and held her hands out to him.

“I’m so sorry Anna, I don’t usually do this, but you left this out and it’s so beautiful,” he smoothed the dress against him.

“Well baby brother, it does actually quite suit you. In fact I’ll admit I’m a little jealous of how well you fit in it. Better than me in places.” Smiling she went to him and gave him a hug.

Alex held his sister and tears fell from his eyes, “So sorry Anna,” he sobbed. Anna held him and made shushing noises. Alex cried for almost twenty minutes, whilst Anna held him. As she felt his chest heave against hers, she felt her eyes moisten and she cried silent tears for her brother. For some years she had noticed how sad and distant he would be, then suddenly as if by sheer willpower he would brighten up. Finally she felt him slow and stop, releasing him slowly she held his arms by his side and gazed at his tear streaked face.

“brother we need to fix you up a bit, you look dreadful. Slip the dress off and pop in the bathroom, have a little wash and dry then pop back and we’ll talk okay?”

Nodding, Alex slowly unzipped the dress, sliding it off his shoulders, Anna was surprised to see her favourite black bra, filled by Alex’s breasts. He looked down and reaching behind unhooked it, slipping the straps off his shoulders and holding the cups he let the bra slide off his breasts. Anna stared in fascination at his perfect thirty two A cup delicate breasts. He looked up into her eyes, she grinned and raised an eyebrow again.

“Wow, bro, they are sensational, are they real?” Without hesitating she reached out and gently ran her hands over them. Alex drew in a breath as her fingers grazed his nipples.

“Mmm, that’s nice, and yes they’re all mine” he said, a smile beginning to play across his lips.

“Naughty boy, stop enjoying this,” playfully she gently flicked his nipples with her fingers, Alex growled but the grin stayed.

“Are those my knickers?” Anna said, realising that the silk pouch her brother wore bore a remarkable resemblance to her own.

Alex nodded and grinning reached down and slid them off, Anna’s gaze following kütahya escort his hands as they slowly moved down his thighs. She gasped as a tiny childlike penis came into view, totally hairless, it could only be about an inch or two long. Raising her head she caught Alex’s eye, saw the hurt and pain and felt her eyes moisten again.

“Oh baby brother, I didn’t know, oh you poor thing, I’m so sorry, so sorry.” Raising her arms she pulled him into a hug and felt his thin body meld to hers. He didn’t cry this time but simply hung onto her.

“Sis, I’ll go wash,” he pushed her gently away and turned to go, Anna wolf whistled and Alex stopped, turned and grinned.

“I think that you need to cover up, in case Mum or Dad get baack early,” she grinned. He nodded and pulled her silk kimono from the hook behind her door. Grinning he pulled it on and blew her a kiss. She laughed out loud, as he disappeared.

“I might love you, but not if you keep stealing my clothes. Buy your own gorgeous.” She shouted as she collected the discarded clothes and toook them towards the dirty washing basket. Changing her mind she placed them on the bed, then selected a pair of trousers and a top, laying them beside the underwear. The little black dress went back on its hanger and in her wardrobe. As she finished Alex came back in, she grinned and pointed at him.

“A lady never leaves her gown open Alex, even if she believes she’s on her own. Never mind put the underwear back on and there’s an ordinary everyday top and trousers to put on. Them we’ll sort out a bit of makeup and some lippy. After that we’ll go shopping. You can wear a pair of my flats to go out.”

Alex looked in amazement, then horror, “I can’t go out, I can’t! What if someone recognises me? What if we bump into Mum or Dad, or worse Auntie Rosa?”

“Trust me, I wouldn’t recognise you, since you’ve spent the last eight years in bulky jumpers and jeans. Dressed smartly, man or women style and you’re unrecognisable, Trust your Auntie Anna.”

Alex dressed and accepted Anna’s ministrations. Looking in the mirror, he looked like any eighteen year old would, if she was just going out shopping. He stood and smoothed the trousers, Anna nodded her approval.

“Not bad sis, not bad. Okay here’s the deal. You drive, you pay for parking. We shop, you pay, we’ll have a meal, we split the tab, deal?”

“Deal, by the way, I’m your brother.”

“No, no, no, from now on dressed like that you’re my sister Alex. Come on and let’s get going. I’ll leave M and D a note.”

In the car, Alex drove confidently to the shopping centre, parked and pocketed the ticket in his wallet. Anna frowned and took his arm, they walked down one flight to the arcade, moving through the milling crowds and in and out of Anna’s favourite shops. In little malatya escort over an hour they had four outfits for Alex and two for Anna. Anna had also extracted a promise that should could also borrow some of Alex’s purchases if required. As they moved through the shops, Alex felt his tummy rumble, he whispered to Anna and she turned them towards the French Restaurant at the end of the level. Inside once seated opposite each other, bags on the spare chairs, they studied the menu.

“I’m going to have the Croque Madam, ” Alex said and grinned, “with a beer probably.”

“have a glass of wine, or better still share a bottle with me.” Anna grinned and ran a bare foot against his leg. He looked at her in bewilderment.

“I’m driving dummy,” he hissed, she made a face and shrugged, then blew a kiss. He laughed and she joined in. The waiter appeared and they ordered.

After the meal, Alex paid, the waiter in cash, as his cards all said Mr Alexander Redmond. As they rose he said he wanted to use the facilities, the waiter pointed to an alcove behind him. Alex walked over and stopped short. It was marked ‘Ladies’, and there was no sign of a ‘Gents’ nearby. Heart pounding, he went in, lined up, then waited for a vacant stall. When his turn came he went in clicked the lock and pulled his trousers and thong down and sat. he finished, wiped and flushed, Outside he waited to wash his hands, and not one woman looked or said anything. Alex realised they just accepted his femininity. He walked back to Anna, who excused herself and walked to the toilet. when she came back, they left for the car park. Putting the ticket in Alex produced his wallet and pulled a note out. Anna winced but said nothing. The ticket came back out validated and they headed for the car.

After leaving the car park they drove home. At first there was a companionable silence then Anna spoke.

“We need to sort you out a bag and a purse, the wallet is a bit too butch, but overall, you pass the test my pretty sister, you did very well.”

“The toilet was interesting, do we always queue?”

“Inevitably, little sister, it’s what sets us apart from the males. They can stand and piss, we need to sit or squat. You did squat or sit didn’t you?”

“Of course, even I forswore the standing thing at an early age. With junior, I’d pee on the seat, or if it was up, the floor, because of the lack of length. Mum had me trained by six to sit or squat, so I quickly learned to sit and tinkle. Also as I got older, the difference in my size, especially as puberty kicked in meant there was safety in a stall. The last thing I needed was any more aggravation than I got already.”

“oh you poor thing, must have been horrible. I had no idea what was going on, our parents kept it very quiet. Can I ask a question. Does it get stiff, manisa escort I mean do you get erections?”

“Well it kinda gets a little less floppy, but not exactly stiff in the proper sense. It’s more like a big clitoris I suppose.” He reddened and gripped the wheel.

“Can you cum, and if you do, do you ejaculate, you know…” she waved her hands in a sort of flappy gesture. He laughed,

“Yes, I know what you mean, and no I don’t have any balls, they’re not even undescended, I had tests when I was about twelve, nothing there. Interestingly though the cum effect is there, because… Oh My God, why am I telling you this… Oh sod it. If I play with it, it sort of gives me a good feeling, if I get to a certain point I orgasm, but nothing happens, no actual cum, but it makes me feel good.”

“Oh wow, at least you get some satisfaction. Now those delicious little apple tits of yours, how come?”

“Why thank you big sis, well I have been having hormone treatment for about six months, a mix that gives me feminine traits, I never had my voice break, so I have a naturally female voice and I’m pitch perfect.”

Alex began to sing, and Anna was entranced, her sisters voice was angelic, a proper soprano with a beautiful tone. Alex sang Adele’s 19 album faultlessly. Anna joined him and together they sang all the way home. At home the lights were on, so they crept in, but were caught at the base of the stairs. Their mother looked at them suspiciously,

“Aren’t you going to introduce me to your friend Anna?”

“Mum, this is Alex, Alex this is our mother.”

“Alex, our Alex? Alex our son? Your Brother?”

“Hi Mum, is Dad in yet?”

“Hi young lady? have we met, you seem familiar?”

“Frank, it’s Alex, our Alex… our son Alex.”

“You got to be kidding me right, I mean there’s a kind of resemblance but, shit! Alex… are you wearing lipstick?”

“Urrr! Yes, I am, and I’m pretty much dressed as a woman head to toe, wearing makeup and a bit of lippy.”

“Fuck! oh sorry! Well, well this is a surprise. Is it for a prank, or to raise money or do you happen to like women’s clothing? Or is it you want to be a woman?”

“Mum, Dad, I want to be a woman, I’m transitioning, I’m on hormone injections and I want to be regarded as female.”

“No shit! well Ok, well… It will certainly cut down on the money I spend on beer.”

“Frank!!”

“I’ll still like beer, fact I had one at the restaurant.”

“Seriously, you went out, as a woman? Son, good for you, come on in, let’s all have a drink and talk this out.”

“Have you eaten?”

“We ate out, so full.” Said Anna, Alex nodded and rubbed his stomach.

“Come her, ” Ellen Redmond held her arms out and Alex stepped between them and was instantly engulfed by his mother. Anna rubbed his back.

Frank Redmond put an arm on his wife’s shoulder and grinned.

“I am seriously outnumbered now.” He quipped and Anna reached out for a hug. “Although the hug ratio will increase for definite,” he said grinning and wrapping his arms round Anna.

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