Becoming Katie Pt. 02

Becoming Katie Part 2

I was awakened by the sound of my dresser drawer opening. My eyes struggled to adjust to the bright lights coming in from the window. I could make out the silhouette of someone standing at my dresser. As my eyes came into focus I could tell that it was my step mom.

"Morning mom," I said while stretching.

"Good morning sleepyhead," She replied

Mom sat down the clothes basket on top of the dresser and walked over to me and sat down on the bed beside me.

"Are you feeling ok?" She asked, while placing her hand on my forehead.

"Yeah, I feel pretty good," I replied. "Why"?

"I was just worried. You never sleep in this late!" She replied.

"What time is it?" I asked.

"It's a little after nine," She replied.

She was right, I never sleep late. I have always been up before the sun rises. The only time I ever sleep late is when I'm sick.

"You must have had some night last night," she said with a grin. "You didn't even take your make-up off."

The comment about make-up caused me to suddenly remember everything that had happened yesterday.

"I umm, I can," I stumbled to get the words out.

"It's ok honey. Your dad told me about the dance and that girl Sarah having you dress as a cheerleader," Mom said in a soft and understanding tone.

I was relieved that I didn't have to try to explain it to her.

"Yeah, last night was pretty exhausting," I replied.

"Well, why don't you get up and go get a shower while I make you some coffee, and put your bedding in the washer," She said while standing up.

I looked at my pillowcase and could see my make-up had smeared all over it.

"I'm sorry," I said.

"Don't worry about it. Just remember to take your make-up off next time," She said with a grin.

What did she mean by "next time"? Maybe she was just messing with me. I threw the covers off of me to get up suddenly realising that I was only wearing the cheer top and panties that Sarah had given me. In a panic, I quickly went to cover up.

Mom let out a giggle and said, "No need to be shy honey. It's just us girls here. Your daddy got called into work."

"But, I um", I was fraught with embarrassment as I stumbled for the right words.

Mom interrupted, "Come on young lady. I haven't got all day!" She said with a teasing grin.

With that she grabbed the covers and pulled them out of my hands.

"Mom!" I yelled out reaching to try and catch the covers as she threw them to the side.

Mom was laughing. Meanwhile, I was so embarrassed that I was fighting back tears.

It was bad enough just being seen by her in panties, but that wasn't the worst part.

It was that there was a very clearly defined camel toe running between my legs caused by my still tucked member, and the once brite white fabric was now slightly discolored around my crotch serving as evidence of last night's events.

Mom had noticed my eyes beginning to water and stopped laughing.

"Honey," she said softly, "I'm just teasing a little. There is nothing to be embarrassed about. I've seen you in your underwear countless times."

"But these aren't my underwear, these are panties," I quietly replied.

"So, they're part of your costume, It's really not a big deal," She replied.

Not a big deal. Huh, easy for her to say. She wasn't the one who had their whole life turned upside down. Everything I thought I knew about myself was completely obliterated. Now I don't even know who, or what I am.

Defeated, I rose to my feet. It was then that I noticed my shoes were off and laying beside the bed. I guess daddy had taken them off after he carried me to bed. I don't remember him taking them off. I barely remember him carrying me. But it must have been him.

As I took my first step I could feel a strange feeling in between my legs. The once soft fabric that held me like a warm hug was now stiff and kinda scratchy. I was also a little tender around back. The combination of the two had me walking a little bow legged, which didn't go unnoticed by mom.

"Are you sure you're ok honey? You're walking is a little funny," she said with a slight giggle.

"Yeah, I guess I just slept wrong," I quickly replied. Then I hurried to the bathroom, shutting the door behind me.

I leaned against the closed door, glad to be out of view. I looked at myself In the mirror. My hair was a mess, my make-up was smeared all over my face. My eyes were dark and I had clear run lines from my mascara and eyeliner.

"Oh my gawd," I said quietly to myself, "I look like a deranged clown!"

The site actually made me giggle a little bit as I began to study myself in the mirror.

Despite my make-up and hair being all messed up, I really did like the way I looked. I liked the way the top fit, stopping just short of my navel leaving my belly button exposed. I liked the way the panties wrapped around my hips. I liked the slight mound and camel toe caused by being tucked. I liked looking like a girl and I didn't know why.

I stood in front of the mirror staring at myself. I needed a shower badly! But, I didn't want to take the clothes off.

I soon had no choice as I was struck with the unfortunate part of the human condition. I really had to pee! Reluctantly I took the top and bra off. Then I started to pull down my panties. I had to pull them down slowly. Basically peeling them off, because they were stuck to my skin.

"Note to self, Don't fall asleep in make-up or cum soaked panties!" I said to myself, while giggling a little.

I finally got the panties off and tried to untuck, but my member was basically glued in place. I tried to pull it out several times but it felt like it was ripping my skin.

Oh well, I'll just sit to pee, I thought while sitting down. Ohh, that felt so good! I hadn't been to the restroom since we were at the dance and my bladder felt like it was going to burst.

I finished peeing and stood up and removed the ribbon from my hair. I was now completely naked in front of the mirror.

"Wow, I really do look like a girl with it tucked!" The thought made me smile. The smooth clean shaven mound, leading to a slit, really gave the illusion of female genitalia. I gently ran my fingers across my mound and into my slit. The feel of it was starting to make me become aroused. But I had to stop as the slight swelling between my legs was actually kinda painful, giving it's currently glued state.

"Some warm soapy water should take care of the issue," I thought to myself as I turned on the shower and stepped in.

I stood underneath the water, letting it run down my head while looking at my painted toenails. I wiggled and splashed my toes in the make-up tinted water as it swirled down the drain. I couldn't help but continue glancing at my crotch.

I really liked the way I looked with my manhood hidden! Every time I looked all I could think about is how I sorta wished that I had actually been born a girl. I would definitely be less confused. I mean, I know I'm a boy, and up until yesterday I had always been fine with that. But the last 24 hours has caused me to question that.

Was I really ok being a boy? Was there something deep down inside of me that actually wanted to be a girl? Why did I like wearing girls' clothes so much? Why was I so attracted to Brian? Even just thinking about him was giving me butterflies in my stomach. And more importantly, why did I enjoy having sex with my father so much? Just the thought of it made my skin tingle, as my fingers retraced everywear daddy's fingers had touched.

I loved everything about it. The way daddy looked at me with a lustful desire. The way his fingers gently slid across my skin. His soft lips. The way it felt when he rubbed me between my legs. The way his penis felt, so hard yet soft to the touch. The way it tasted as it slid across my tongue. How daddy's tongue felt licking my bottom. The amazing feeling of him being inside of me, and how special I felt when he called me his little princess.

I was so confused. Torn between how much I enjoyed being Katie, and the shame I felt from having enjoyed it. I'm a boy! I'm not supposed to like dressing up like a girl. I'm not supposed to have a crush on a boy! And I'm definitely not supposed to have an intimate relationship with my dad! But I did, and I loved every second of it.

Even with all the confusion and embarrassment, running out of the gym and having a full blown panic attack, and even the extreme pain I was in as I lost my virginity. It was still one of the best experiences of my life!

Finally, snapping myself out of the thoughts running wild through my mind like a freight train, I started to wash myself off. The soap did the trick as I felt my member release from the fluid that had glued it into place. A sigh of relief washed over me as the pain and discomfort left, but was quickly replaced with sadness.

My member being visible signaled the end of Katie. But I wasn't ready for her to go.

I kept desperately trying to retuck myself. But the slipperiness from the soapy water made that impossible.

Why? I haven't even been a girl for 24 hours and the thought of it being over and going back to plain old Kevin was tearing me apart!

Defeated, with tear filled eyes, I finished washing off, and got out of the tub. I couldn't even look at myself in the mirror.

I didn't want to see the boy standing before it. I wanted the girl back. But why?

Filled with sadness, I wrapped a towel around me and headed back to my room.

I reached for my dresser draw and hesitated to open it. All I could think about is how much I loved the panties that I had worn, and how they made me feel. The thought of going back to boxers was excruciating. I wanted that feeling back so bad!

I slowly opened the dresser drawer as I accepted my fate, But as I looked in the drawer my eyes immediately focused on something new. It was girls underwear!

On top of it was a note.

"Hey honey, I saw these at the store and thought you might like them. I hope they fit. Love Mom"

This couldn't be. This had to be a dream or something. I eagerly pulled out the soft fabric, unfolding it. It was a pair of white with pink trim bikini cut panties that had a bunch of little brown teddy bears with pink bows printed on it and a matching bra.

I quickly put on the panties and retucked as I slid them into place. The warming feeling of the delicate fabric against my skin can only be described as a cup of hot chocolate on a cold winter day. It was exactly what my body needed.

I eagerly put on the bra. I struggled to get it hooked for a minute, but eventually got it.

I started to adjust the shoulder straps when behind me I heard mom say, "Oh those look so adorable on you!"

Caught up in the exhilarating excitement I was feeling I didn't even hear her come into my room.

"Mom! Um hi," I stumbled through the words as I was once again filled with embarrassment.

Her seeing me in panties before could easily be explained by the bet. But there was no bet this time. There was no excuse or reason to explain why I had put these on. The only explanation is I wanted to wear them and she knew it.

"Do you like them?" She asked with a coy smile.

I couldn't udder a response. My words froze and all I could do was nod my head a little.

"Good, I thought you might," She said while reaching toward me and helping me adjust the straps.

"They fit you perfectly!" She proudly proclaimed.

I remained frozen, wondering how she knew I would like them. She had to have gotten them from the store while I was still asleep.

"Now come on, your coffee is gonna get cold," She said

I slowly followed her into the kitchen as a million scenarios ran through my mind. As I turned the corner leading from the hallway to the kitchen my fears were realised.

Laying on the floor in front of the island was my blue skirt and on the counter top, the steaming cup of hot coffee was set strategically next to a spot of smeared make-up.

Absolute horror filled my body as I realised, she knew!

Feeling nauseous, as my heart sank down into my stomach, I slowly sat down on the barstool and reached for the coffee. My hands trembled so much that it was causing some to spill out.

Mom sat on the stool next to me, putting her elbow on the counter and resting her head on her hand while looking at me with a slight grin.

"So, let's see, Make-up on the counter, skirt on the floor, you wearing girls' clothes, oh and you walking bowlegged this morning," She said with her oddly relaxed voice.

I just about jumped out of my skin as I felt her fingers brushing through my hair, tucking the strands behind my ears as she asked, "Do you want to talk about it?"

I was in complete shock! I was trembling in fear and shame as the dots had finally connected in my mind. It finally registered, I didn't just have sex with my father. I had sex with her husband!

Even though our relationship started off rocky she quickly became one of the most important people in my life. I talked to her about everything. All my hopes and fears, my self doubt. She was the person I trusted most in this world, even more so than my father, and I had committed the ultimate act of betrayal.

Wrought with shame, I couldn't even bring myself to look at her. My chin was quivering as the tears started flowing down my cheeks.

"I'm sorry mom!" I barely managed to squeak out before I started crying hysterically.

"Hay, hay, hay, It's ok sweety," Mom said as she wrapped me in a hug.

"No It's not!" I replied through my sobbing tears.

Mom continued to hug me tightly telling me to calm down and that everything was ok.

Why, why was she hugging me. Why wasn't she angry? She should have been furious! She should have been screaming at me! Attacking me! Not trying to console me!

"It's ok baby," she continued to say, while holding me tightly.

"But I slept with daddy!" I squeaked out.

"I know baby," she said in a calm soothing voice, "Your father told me everything this morning."

"It's okay," she continued saying while holding me tightly.

Finally able to regain some composure I asked, "Why aren't you mad?"

"Because honey, I felt the same way you are feeling after the first time I slept with my dad," She calmly replied.

"Huh?" I replied looking at her for the first time since I walked into the kitchen, not sure if I had heard her right.

Mom wiped the tears from my checks and said, "I had sex with my father too."

Then she began telling me her story.

"We were both lonely and vulnerable. Me because I found out this boy I really liked, liked someone else, and my dad because of his divorce. I was In my room crying my eyes out when my dad came in there. He was just trying to comfort me, telling me that I was beautiful and that that boy was foolish to have picked some other girl. I don't really know how it happened but we started kissing. We had both felt so vulnerable and so rejected, the kiss seemed to have made all of it go away. Both my father and I were just so caught up In the moment. Afterwards we both felt so guilty and ashamed it was almost a week before we could even look at each other."

My tears had stopped flowing and my sobbing had slowed as I listened to her speak.

"You actually had sex with Grandpa Joe?" I asked, still not quite believing what I had just heard.

I really didn't know grandpa Joe all that well. He had died from lung cancer a year after mom and dad got married. But I had always liked him. And I know mom really misses him.

"Yes honey, I did," She replied, softly with tear filled eyes. "That's how I know that what happened between you and your father was an accident. You didn't mean to have sex with him did you?"

I just shook my head no. The sobs and tears had completely stopped, but the shame was still there.

Mom just stayed there running her fingers through my hair, smiling softly at me. After a few moments she asked, "Are you ready to talk about it?"

"I don't know if I can," I quietly replied.

I really did want to talk to her about everything that I was feeling. Like I said before, she was the one person I trusted most, but I didn't even know where to start.

"Well let's start with the clothes," she suggested, "You obviously enjoyed dressing like a girl! Does that have anything to do with what happened?"

"Yes," came a trimbled reply as I nodded my head.

"What is it about the clothes you liked so much?" She asked softly.

"I don't know, it's just, they make me feel good," I replied struggling to find the words.

"Feel good how?" She asked.

"I don't know," I nervously replied, "Just good."

"Okay. Well, tell me about the dance. Your father said you seemed happy when you got home. Did everything go ok?" She asked.

"Not at first," I replied as my mind started to ease up.

"Well, tell me about it," She said softly.

I began to tell her the whole story. It was difficult at the start but once I started speaking, the word just seemed to flow out. I told her about what the guy's were saying and how that made me feel. How I felt so pretty, seeing myself dressed up. All the confusion and mixed emotions, my melt down and about Brian. I told her everything. Every little detail. Even about what Sarah and I had done.

Mom just sat there listening as I spilled my heart to her.

"Wow, that was quite the night," she said, as I finished speaking.

We sat in silence for a few moments as mom digested all the information I had just given her.

Breaking the silence, mom asked, "Do you want to be a girl?"

I thought about her question for a moment.

"I don't know," I replied. "Part of me does, But the other part thinks this is all foolish. It's kind of like there's two people inside my head batting for control. I just don't know what to do."

I looked at mom, desperate for help as the tears started to flow again.

Mom wiped the tears from my cheek and said, "That sounds tough honey. I couldn't even imagine what you're going through."

"What should I do?" I asked.

"I can't tell you that," She softly replied. " Unfortunately you're going to have to figure that one out for yourself. But whatever you choose, your father and I will be right there to support you."

"I just don't understand why this is happening to me!" I said in frustration. "Why now?"

"Very few people go through life knowing exactly who they are," She replied. "Most of us have to figure it out as we go. And that's not alway easy."

"I just wish it wasn't so confusing," I said.

"Well maybe you're listening to your head a little too much and not enough to your heart. What does your heart want? She asked.

I thought about it for a moment then I frustratingly replied, "I just don't know!"

I did kinda want to be a girl but was it just because it was new and exciting. Was It just because of all the positive attention? What if all of this was like a kid receiving a new toy or something? Really excited at first then after a week or two there board with it.

Mom gently brushed her fingers through my hair and said, "Well there is no rule saying you have to decide right now, and there is nothing saying it has to be all or nothing. There's lots of boys' who only dress up part time. You don't have to rush to a decision. You can take as much time as you need to figure everything out.

Our conversation was interrupted by the sound of the buzzer going off for the washing machine. Mom got up to go put my bedding in the dryer. I noticed that my coffee had gotten cold so I got up to fix myself a fresh cup and sat back down on the bar stool. Mom returned a few moments later.

"Honey," Mom announced as she reentered the kitchen, "I have this old dress here that doesn't fit me anymore. Would you like to try it on?"

I looked at the dress she was holding. It was a white with floral print summer dress.

Without saying a word I stood up and walked towards her, reaching out and touching the silky fabric. I was almost mesmerized by the thought of wearing something so beautiful.

"Do you want to try it on?" Mom asked again.

I just nodded my head yes. I really did want to try it on. Plus I still felt weird walking around in just a bra and panties in front of her, so any clothes was a welcome site.

Mom took the dress off the hanger and handed it to me. I stepped into it and pulled it up. I put my arms through the spaghetti straps as mom zipped up the back. It was a perfect fit. The top part was snug and form fitting around my chest and waist and the bottom part flowed softly across my hips down to just above my knees.

"Wow, you look beautiful sweetie! Do you like it?" She asked.

With a huge smile I nodded my head up and down. The fabric felt so amazing against my skin.

I rushed to the bathroom to look at myself in the mirror.

"It's perfect mom!" I proclaimed, "I love it!"

I twirled side to side feeling the soft fabric dancing across my legs.

Mom hugged me from behind, "I'm glad you like it honey," She said softly.

I could see mom had a proud smile in the mirror and I had a huge smile that couldn't be whipped away if you tried. I didn't know if I wanted to be a girl or not, but one thing I definitely know is, I really like dressing like a girl. And I love the dress!

"Just one thing missing," mom said.

"What's that?" I replied.

"Make-up!" She replied enthusiastically.

Mom grabbed my hand and led me to her room and sat me down in her make-up chair.

My pulse was racing with excitement as she began. First came the foundation, then eyeliner and mascara, finally blush and setting powder.

It wasn't near the amount of products that Sarah had used. Nor was it as bold and bright. This was more subtle. My eyes had a soft smokey look and there was just a touch of pink on my cheeks.

"Now for the lips!" Mom announced, "Which color do you want?"

I looked at the selection before me and chose a pale pink color.

"Great choice," Mom said as she softly applied the lipstick.

"There, what do you think?" Mom asked.

I looked at myself. I liked the way I looked yesterday. But this just looks so much better. More natural, more feminine.

"I love it!" I replied.

"Now time for the hair," she said while grabbing her brush.

She gently brushed my hair, then put in a hair clip with a pink flower that matched the flowers on my dress, pinning my hair back behind my ears.

"One last thing," She said as she went to her closet, "Shoes!"

She returned with a pair of white 3 inch open toe heels that had little silver jewels and an ankle strap with a silver buckle.

"I hope we're the same size, but if not we can get you some of your own," She said while placing them on my feet.

The heels fit perfectly. Mom helped me stand up as I tried to balance myself.

I looked in the mirror. I not only felt, but I looked like the prettiest girl in the world.

I turned to give my mom a big hug, "Thank you mom," I said while fighting back tears of joy.

"You're welcome sweety," Mom said, with the same emotion in her voice as I had. "Now what should we call you?"

"Sarah calls me Katie," I replied.

"Katie sounds perfect," mom said, "You know, I am really starting to like this Sarah girl."

I continued to stare at myself in the mirror. I kept wondering what Brian would think seeing me like this. Then I started to wonder what daddy's reaction would be. Thinking about dad made me start to wonder how he was dealing with everything.

"Mom", I said kinda nervous

"Yes honey, what is it?" She replied.

"Was dad ok this morning?" I asked.

"Well, he was kinda disappointed in himself. But he was more concerned about you," She replied.

"He was?" I responded.

"Yes honey, he was. He was worried about how you would feel about everything.

He was worried that he may have gotten to ruff with you, and was worried that he might have hurt you," She calmly replied. "I was kinda worried too. I know how he can get after a few drinks!"

"No, he didn't hurt me. I mean, It did hurt a lot at first, but daddy was really gentle," I embarrassingly replied.

"Yeah, it always hurts the first time," she replied, "And I bet you're kinda sore this morning, arent you?"

"A little", I replied.

"Yeah, I was sore for a few days after my first time," she replied,"And with one as big as your fathers, it will probably hurt the first few times. But you'll get used to it."

I looked at her confused. "What do you mean, get used to it?" I asked.

Mom just smiled at me and said, "You may not think it right now. But based on the way those panties in the clothes hamper looked, you're definitely gonna want to do it again."

I could feel my face turning bright red as I replied, "It did feel kinda good"

"Kinda?", she replied, laughing a little, "I'd say a lot more than, "kinda"." she teased.

"Do you really think daddy and I are going to do it again?" I asked, half hopping the answer would be yes.

"Well I'm pretty sure you're going to want to, and I know your dad's going to want to!" She replied.

"He is?" I asked.

"Oh yeah! What man wouldn't want to hook up with a hot teenage girl! Plus you kind of check off a few of his fantasy boxes." She replied.

"I did," I replied even more confused.

"Yep, last night was basically a dream come true for him!" She replied, with a coy smile.

"And you're ok with me and daddy having sex?" I asked.

There was a brief pause before she spoke.

"Honestly, I'm kind of hoping you will," She embarrassingly admitted.

I couldn't quite believe what I was hearing. Not only was she not mad that I had sex with my father, she is actually encouraging me to do it again! What the hell is going on?

Mom continued, "Don't get me wrong, I love your father and I really enjoy having sex with him, but honestly he's just too much for one girl to handle."

"Yeah, I can sorta see that," I replied "He is really big!"

"Oh, it's not just that. He also has the sex drive of someone half his age. You would actually be helping me out alot if you did," She embarrassingly admitted.

Wow, am I dreaming or something? This can't actually be happening can it? I felt like I was in some sorta other dimension, like none of this was real. But it was. I was really standing here in a dress talking to my mom about having sex with my dad.

As I was standing there contemplating everything I noticed mom yawn. I was so busy wrapped up in my own issues that I had completely forgotten she worked last night.

"Mom, you really need to get some sleep. You look exhausted," I said.

"I am baby, I just needed to make sure you were ok first," She replied.

"Thank you," I replied, "I really needed someone to talk to about all of this. And I really love this dress!"

"No problem sweety. That's what I'm here for," She replied with a sweet smile.

"Now, go get some sleep," I jokingly commanded.

"Ok. She replied, laughing a little. "But only if you're sure you're ok."

"I'm fine mom. You really helped a lot," I replied

"I'm glad," she said, while getting up and giving me a hug.

"Sleep tight," I said, as she headed off to bed.

I was still just as confused as ever. Maybe even more confused. But it was obvious that it was going to take time. And mom was right, There is no rush to figure everything out right now. Right now I'm just going to enjoy this experience.

I walked to my room, stumbling a few times as I got used to the heels. I could see my phone screen lit up. I looked at my phone and I had like seven missed calls and over a dozen text messages from Sarah.

As I was opening the messages she tried calling again.

"Hey Sarah," I said, answering the phone.

"Hey girl," She replied, "I was starting to get worried about you."

"Sorry about that," I said, "I was talking with my mom and left my phone in my room."

"So, you're ok then?" She asked.

"Great," I replied.

"Good, I was worried. I didn't know how you would feel about everything when you woke up." She stated.

"Honestly I still don't know how I feel," I replied.

"Urg, coach is calling me back to practice. Practice ends at two. If you want you can come over and we can talk about it. Or just hang out," She suggested.

"That sounds great," I replied.

Honestly I didn't want to be alone. My mind wouldn't stop racing, so having someone to talk to and distract all these crazy thoughts sounded perfect. I would rather it be my mom, but she has already done so much more than she needed to, and after working all night, she really needs the sleep.

I decided to take a little walk to try and clear my head. Luckily we lived in a small farm house at the end of a dead end road, so I didn't have to worry about any neighbors or a passer by seeing me.

I walked out onto the back patio and was immediately engulfed by the warmth of the sun on my skin. I stood there leaning against the banister for a moment and closed my eyes basking in the warmth. After a while I started to walk around. I decided to go check the mail since I was already outside and began to walk down the driveway. Walking on the gravel in heels was a little tricky, but I was getting the hang of It. By the time I reached the mailbox I was walking with ease.

Hum, no mail i thought to myself then made my way back. I really enjoyed walking in the cheerleader skirt yesterday, but the way the soft silky fabric danced across my legs with each step felt so much better. I loved the way it felt.

I walked around for a little while then went back inside and made myself something to eat and waited till two o'clock.

As two o'clock approached I started to wonder if I should change into my boy clothes. I mean, what would Sarah think if I showed up at her house in a dress? But then, what if her dad is home? I definitely didn't want to show up as Kevin. After contemplating it for a while I decided It was best to go as Katie. Sarah would probably like it and I definitely didn't want to deal with her dad. He was absolutely terrifying!

I left my house a few minutes after two. Driving down the road last night really was no problem. It was dark and nobody could see me. Driving down the road during broad daylight though was incredibly nerve wracking. I kept worrying someone would recognize me or I would get pulled over and the cop would ask to see my ID.

I breathed a huge sigh of relief as I pulled into Sarah's driveway. Not only because I was off the road but also because her dad's truck wasn't there.

I rang the doorbell and nervously awaited for her to answer the door.

"Katie," She squealed in excitement, as she opened the door and hugged me.

"I'm so glad you're here," she said, as if she didn't expect to see me.

"You asked me to come over, remember?" I asked.

"Yeah, but I thought you would show up as Kevin." She replied, "Oh love the dress by the way."

"Thanks," I replied, doing a slight twirl. "My mom gave it to me."

"Come in, come in" she replied, remembering we were still on the front steps.

"So, your mom gave you a dress?" She asked with a coy smile. "Does that mean Katies here to stay?

"I don't know," I replied, "I'm still kinda trying to figure everything out.

"Well I'm glad you came," she said, "I have a little surprise for you!"

"A surprise?" I asked "What is it"

"Oh, you'll see. I think you're going to love it," She said, with the same devilish grin she had yesterday.

She then grabbed my hand and led me towards her room.

As we entered her room I noticed two matching school girl costumes laying on her bed.

"Come on, let's get you ready," She said.

"Ready for what?" I asked.

"Your surprise silly," she said with a slight teasing smile, "I made you a promise. Remember?"

With everything that went on I had completely forgotten that she promised me a night I would never forget.

A huge smile spread across my face as I was filled with a nervous excitement. If it was anything like yesterday then I knew I was going to love whatever she had planned.

I sat on her bed and took off my heels then she unzipped my dress.

"Oh, those panties are so cute!" She proclaimed.

I smiled shyly as I agreed with her.

"But they're not going to work for a naughty school girl," She said, while handing me a different bra and a pair of panties.

It was a silky white bra and a pair of silky white thong panties. I eagerly changed underwear, making sure to keep my tuck in place as I slid the panties up my legs. The thin strip of fabric pulled my tucked member tightly against my skin and nestled itself between my cheeks.

"Hum, I like these," I said, as I shifted my hips side to side.

"I thought you might," Sarah replied.

I finished putting on the outfit and Sarah handed me a pair of white nylon thigh high stockings that had a little bow at the top. I slowly worked them up my legs. Instantly aroused by how incredible they felt.

She then gave me a pair of six inch heels.

"Now for hair and make-up," She said, as she removed my hair clip. She took two white bows and tied my hair into pigtails.

"You did a good job with your make-up," she proudly stated, "The only thing we really need to do is change your lipstick."

"What's wrong with my lipstick?" I asked.

"Oh, nothing. It looks fantastic and the color really suits your skin complexion. It's just, you can't dress up like a naughty school girl without some "do me now" red lipstick," She said with a giggle.

The way she said it made me laugh as well.

When she finished she got herself ready while I stared at myself In the mirror. It should be a crime to feel this sexy, I thought to myself. I bet daddy would really go crazy over this.

As Sarah finished her make-up we could hear her front door open.

"Oh good, your surprise is here!" she said excitedly, then grabbed my hand and practically dragged me to the living room.

Terror ripped through me as I saw two men standing there. Jamal, who I knew from football, who had graduated last season. And Todd, Sarah's older brother.

Sarah ran up to Jamal giving him a kiss.

"Hey babe," Jamal said while kissing her.

"So, this is Katie," Todd said, with hungry eyes, "So nice to meet you!"

I just stood frozen in fear, unable to respond.

Sarah looked at me then said, "Give us just a minute boys."

They went and sat on the couch as Sarah walked back toward me.

"What the hell?" I asked, whispering.

Sarah smiled and said, "Time to see if you really are a girl under that make-up!"

"What?" I replied.

"Look, after you told me about imagining yourself having sex with Brian and being so confused I thought I would help you out," She replied.

"What do you mean, help me out?" I asked.

"It's simple," she replied," Todd is here for you. You can try it out and if you don't like it then at least you will know."

"You expect me to have sex with your brother?" I asked, almost insulted.

"Look, I get it. You're nervous and scared. But this is an opportunity for you to explore your desires. Both Todd and Jamal have sworn to secrecy and I will never tell anyone," She softly said.

I stood there looking at Todd for a moment. I already knew I enjoyed having sex, but I couldn't tell her that. And once the initial shock wore off I was actually starting to open up to the idea. I mean, everything with daddy happened so fast that I really couldn't wrap my head around it. Maybe this is what I need to in order to sort things out.

I looked at Sarah and said, "He is kinda cute."

Sarah just smiled and said, "You're going to love this!" Then grabbed my hand and led me to the couch.

"Everything alright?" Todd asked, with a slight bit of concern in his voice.

"Yeah," Sarah replied.

I sat down beside Todd and Sarah straddled Jamal as she began kissing him vigorously.

"You're nervous ain't you?" Todd asked in a soft voice.

I just shook my head yes.

"Yeah, that's understandable," he said, "How about we start off slow, And If at any time you want to stop you just tell me and I will. Ok?"

His voice was so smooth and relaxing as he spoke.

"Ok" I nervously replied.

Todd gently placed his hand under my chin turning my face towards his and gently kissed my lips.

Todd was really cute. He was around six feet tall. Kinda skinny and had a skater boy vibe to him, and his lips were incredibly soft. So soft I practically melted into them.

We continued kissing, adding a little tongue as I felt Todd's hand on my stocking covered thigh.

The feeling of his hand touching me caused me to jump a little.

"You ok?" He asked.

"Yeah," I replied, and continued kissing him while his hand gently caressed my thigh.

His fingertips felt differently than my fathers did. My dad's had a rough texture. A sign of his blue collar lifestyle and Todds were soft and smooth. They felt nice, but I definitely prefer the ruffer texture.

Todd, as promised, was taking things nice and slow, which I liked. I was still very nervous, but also kind of excited as well. Last night happened so fast that I barely had time to process it. Now I feel more in control.

I could feel the couch moving and the sound of a zipper being undone. Curiosity got the best of me as I turned to look. Sarah had Jamal's penis in her hand gently stroking it. He wasn't as big as daddies, but he still was packing an impressive seven inches. Seeing his fairly large black member standing tall got me kinda curious as to what Todd's looked like.

My hand trembled as I laid it on his crotch. I could feel his hardness through the fabric of his jeans. My own arousal that had been steadily increasing was now at its max. I gently rubbed it, as his hand moved further up my thigh. It slid under the incredibly short skirt and around my hip resting on my cheek. He gently pulled me on top of him. I straddled him and gently began to grind my own arousal against his.

Sarah now had Jamals penis in her mouth sucking and licking on it. I continued to kiss Todd as his hands gently squeezed my butt cheeks, guiding me as I rotated my hips across his member. My nervousness had faded as lust was setting in.

I slowly slid out of his lap and onto my knees. I reached up and undid his belt then unzipped his pants. Todd looked down at me with a caring smile as I slowly pulled his pants down. I wrapped my fingers around his flesh. The heat coming off of it was incredible. He was only six inches, but he had a decent size girth. I moved my head closer and gently kissed the underside of his shaft. As soon as I felt the warm soft skin of his member touch my lips all hesitation left my body.

I pointed his member towards my mouth and wrapped my lips around it. I can't believe this. I have a man's penis in my mouth again, I thought to myself as I gently began sucking on him. I licked around his tip and bobbed my head up and down letting his shaft slid across my lips and tongue. I was actually enjoying the smaller size. It fit a lot better in my mouth allowing me to truly savor the taste and texture of his manhood.

"Looks like someone is enjoying themselves," Sarah said.

I looked up to see both Sarah and Jamal watching me. I just kinda smiled.

"You like it, don't you?" Sarah asked.

"Yeah," I replied, slightly embarrassed to admit it, "It tastes good."

Sarah stood up and reached for me. I grabbed her hand and she helped me to my feet.

"Let's give these boys a show," She said with a smile, then pressed her lips to mine.

Her hand gently rubbed across my chest and then down my belly and in between my legs. I gently began rocking my hips against her hand as I placed mine between her legs. Her panties were soaked, and the heat radiating from between her legs was remarkable. We stood there for a few minutes kissing and grinding ourselves on each other's hand until Sarah broke the kiss.

"Lay down," Sarah said while directing me to the ottoman.

I laid on my back, looking up at Sarah as she slowly pulled down her panties. She then climbed over me. Placing her crotch just inches above my face. I had never seen a girl's intimate parts in person before, And now I was staring at her beautiful pink slit, glistening with the juices of her arousal.

I felt her fingers slowly start to pull down my panties as I leaned up gently kissing her heavenly place. The smell and taste of her was indescribable. I had wondered for years what she might taste like and I was not disappointed. I felt her lips wrap around my member as she gently began to suck on me.

"This is freaking hot!" I heard Jamal say.

"Yeah it is!" agreed Todd.

Sarah lifted her head and said, "Well are you boy gonna join us or just sit there and watch?"

Before I knew it Jamal was standing over me completely naked. His spit shined penis dangling directly above my forehead. I stared up at him. My eyes followed his smooth dark skin up his washboard abs and muscular chest to his cute face. I hadn't noticed how big his lips were before, but they looked so soft and kissable.

Jamal, seeing me staring up at him just smiled then started rubbing his member across my forehead and down my cheek. When he reached my lips I opened up and let his tip slid in.

I heard what sounded like a plastic bottle top popping open and then Sarah pulled my legs up spreading them apart. Sarah had a hand on each leg so when I felt a third hand rubbing something slick and kinda cold on my entrance I knew it was Todd.

Jamal continued sliding his member in and out of my mouth as I licked his tip. As good as Sarah tastes, I do have to say that I definitely prefer a man. It just tastes so much better. Jamal pushed further into my mouth and down my throat until his meaty testical were resting on the bridge of my nose, then he pulled back out.

"MMM, you like this dick don't ya?" Jamal asked while looking at me.

I just smiled and nodded my head.

Then I felt what could only be the meaty tip of Todd's member press against my entrance. I let out a slight moan as I felt him slowly apply pressure.

Sarah kept my legs spread wide, as she said, "Just relax Katie, I promise you're gonna love this!"

I let out a soft groan as I felt him slip in. It was more discomfort from still being tender from the night before, than from his size. It still kinda hurts though. But that quickly faded as he slid deeper inside of me. As I felt his pelvis push into me Jamal returned his member to my lips. Todd gently began to hump into me as I sucked on Jamal's wonderful manhood.

"Wow, this looks so sexy!" Sarah proclaimed, while squeezing and spreading my cheeks.

Even though she was on top of me holding my legs I had actually forgotten she was there. The pleasure I was receiving from these two men had me lost in a state of bliss.

Sarah released my legs into Todd's arms and returned her mouth to my member.

Jamal removed his penis from my mouth and rubbed the tip against Sarah's glistening wet slit.

Then with a push, and a loud moan of pleasure from Sarah, he sank deep inside of her womb. Her juices flowing out of her dripped onto my face as Jamal thrust into her. I leaned up licking her clitorus and tried to reach his shaft with my tongue wanting to taste it as he slid in and out of her.

Todd was now thrusting into me a little harder. I instinctively began rocking my hips to meet his trust as Sarah continued licking and sucking on me.

Jamal saw me trying to reach his shaft and pulled out.

"You want this dick little girl?" He asked.

A very labored, "Yes," was all a could respond.

He aimed his erection toward my eagerly awaiting open lips and pushed all the way in.

Unlike before he didn't immediately pull out. He kept it there humping into me causing me to choke and tense up. Todd let out a moan of pleasure as my choking caused my insides to clamp down tight on his member.

I was squirming desperately for air when he finally pulled out and slammed back into Sarah.

He then began alternating between Sarah and I. He would be in her for a minute then back into my eagerly awaiting mouth.

I could feel my orgasm getting closer and closer. I was trying to fight it off. I was squirming around grasping my hands against the fabric of the ottoman trying to find something to hold onto.

As my orgasm got closer I began to cry out " No, no, no please stop!"

I didn't want what they were doing to me to stop. It felt incredible. I just didn't want to orgasm. After what I experienced last night, how insanely intense it was, I was scared.

"Just let it go Katie," Sarah said, "Be a good girl, and cum for me!"

My legs were trembling as I tried to fight it off. But I couldn't hold it back anymore. I was past the point of no return. My back arched as my body went stiff, and boom, my orgasm went ripping through my body. My hips began bucking wildly as Sarah struggled to keep me in her mouth. Shot after shot of my juices rapidly flooded her mouth as she struggled to catch it all.

Todd grunted real loud. Then slammed real hard into me, holding himself deep inside my tightly contracting hole, as he released his load inside of me. The incredible feeling of his cream squirting into me prolonged my own orgasm. I could feel his member pulsing as shoot after shoot of his sperm flooded my insides.

I don't know what I liked more. Feeling him cumming inside of me, or knowing that it was me, it was my body that had brought him to that state.

As I started to come down from my orgasm, Jamal was vigorously pounding into Sarah. Then he slammed in hard and held himself there as his testicals contracted, pumping his load inside of her.

I laid there mesmerised by the sight of it. Wondering how good it must feel. Wishing that that was me. That he was pumping his sperm into my womb.

I heard Todd say, "Damn sis, you were right. Her ass was made to take dick!"

"Told ya," She happily replied

Jamal had finished cumming and slid out of Sarah. When he did, his member landed on my face. I opened my mouth and began to like his tip cleaning the tasty mixture of juices off of it.

As Jamal pulled back I felt something drip onto my chin. I looked up and saw a white stream flowing out of Sarah. Without even thinking, I greedily started licking the tasty cream that was flowing from inside her. I couldn't get enough of it. Pushing my tongue in as far as it would go, trying to get every last drop.

Sarah sat up and began grinding herself against my lips. Moaning loudly as she gyrated her hips. She sat down hard on my face as she reached orgasm. My tongue, now delighting in the flavor of the mixed juices flowing out of her.

As Sarah's climax subsided she lifted herself off and through heavy breaths she said, "Wow girl, you sure do know how to work that tongue."

Even though my intent was to get Jamal's creamy goodness, Knowing I had brought her the same pleasure she had given me brought a smile to my face.

I rolled over onto my side and started to get up when a pair of dark legs stepped in front of me.

"And where do you think you're going little girl?" He asked with a smile. "We're not done with your sexy little ass."

I had already cum so hard, but the prospect of having him inside me had me ready to go again. Todd was cute and all, but he was really skinny. Whereas, Jamal had an amazing athletic figure.

I stared straight ahead at his now soft member. It looks cute laying there I thought as I giggled to myself a little remembering what Sarah had said about mine yesterday. But looking at it laying there softly across his sack, cute was the only way to describe it.

I felt Jamals hand playing with one of my pigtails and I looked back up at him.

"It's not gonna get itself hard," he said while smiling.

Needing no further instructions, I learned over taking his soft member into my mouth. MMM, I thought to myself. I really like when they're hard but feeling his soft member resting on my tongue was something new. I liked it. I gently sucked on him massaging his shaft with my tongue. I could feel his erection returning as I continued. Feeling him growing in my mouth and knowing it was me causing it was so incredible that it was almost orgasmic.

As his erection reached full mass I began working myself up and down his shaft. Jamal grabbed onto both of my pigtails as he rocked into me pushing his erection down my throat and holding me there. He then let me up to catch my breath before pushing back in.

Sarah was behind me reaching around and rubbing my chest.

"Yeah, you like being a girl, don't you?" She asked.

A muffled, "mum hum," was all I could reply.

Jamal pulled out and let go of my hair saying, "You ready little girl?"

All I could do was nod my head as I tried catching my breath.

Jamal pulled me off of the ottoman onto my knees and bent me over it.

Sarah moved in front of me with a big proud smile. Then looked at Jamal and said, "Now remember, take it easy. She's new to this."

"I got ya," He replied while placing his tip at my entrance and pushed in.

Dropping my head I let out a soft moan as he sank deeper into me.

With his member all the way inside me he said, "Damn this is a nice ass!"

"Yeah it is!" Came a reply from Todd, "Wait till you feel her cum, she gets tight as hell!"

Sarah lifted my head up, and gently kissed me, and said "I think the boys really like you!"

I just smiled, unable to respond as Jamal started thrusting into me.

"You're looking a little lonely sis," Todd said to Sarah.

"Well why don't you come over here and do something about it," she replied, while shaking her but side to side.

"My pleasure," He said as he kneeled down behind her, "You want it in your butt too?"

Sarah just bent over more pushing her butt out, presenting it for Todd.

A soft moan escaped her lips as he pushed inside her.

We laid our heads on each other's shoulders moaning into each other's ears as these two young studs pounded into us.

"Gawd this feels so good!" Sarah said in between moans.

"Ohhh Yeah," came my stuttered reply.

I could feel myself inching closer to another orgasm when Jamal grabbed my pigtails and pulled my head back and started thrusting as hard and fast as he could.

Todd followed suit, gabbing Sarah's pigtails and drilling her.

Each powerful thrust was knocking there as out of our lungs as the boys continued their unrelenting pounding.

Sarah's hand grabbed mine, interlacing our fingers and squeezing tight as we both reached climax.

My body tensed up and my insides clamped down tight on Jamal's wonderful member as the waves of pleasure tore through my body.

Both of us shaking and out of breath, Sarah and I collapsed onto the cushion, our faces facing each other. We just laid there as the boys continued their assault.

Todd let out a loud grunt as he filled his sister full of his seed.

Moments later Jamal slammed into me, gripping my hips tightly, as he released his orgasm.

As much as I love the sex, this was my favorite part. I loved the feeling of his penis pulsing and his tasty cream flowing inside of me. Just the idea of a boy being so turned on by me. And it being my body to bring him to that state was enough to leave me in a euphoric state of bliss.

An out of breath Jamal said, "Damn you weren't joking. I thought she was gonna break my shit in half!"

Jamals confession caused us to laugh a little, as Todd said, "Told yah!"

As Jamal pulled out of me I lifted myself up coming face to face with Sarah.

Sarah smiled at me and asked, "Did you enjoy your surprise?"

"Alot!" I replied with an exhausted smile.

"Good," she replied, then kissed me softly, "I'm glad."

The boy's helped us to our feet. They had to help hold us up as standing in those heels was extremely difficult with our legs feeling like jello.

Jamal gave me a kiss and said, "Thanks babe, that was great," Then gave my butt a playful little squeeze.

I just smiled and replied, "Anytime."

Sarah walked over to me and said, "You did great, girl!"

"Thanks," I sheepishly replied.

"How do you feel?" She asked.

"Well my legs are a little wobbly and my butt feels kinda squishy," I replied.

Sarah smiled, "I know, doesn't it feel great!"

"Yeah, it kinda does," I replied with a huge smile.

Sarah looked at the clock and said, "Can you boys clean this up while Katie and I go get cleaned up and changed? Dads gonna be home soon!"

"We got it," Todd replied.

Sarah and I made our way to her room. The whole way I couldn't help but notice the way I felt. I felt empty yet satisfied. The squishiness between my cheeks was magnified with every step. I didn't get to experience the post sex feeling with daddy last night. By the time he was done I was out of it. But Sarah was right. It does feel great!

Once inside her room we made our way to her shower and we both got undressed.

Sarah smiled and let out a slight laugh saying, "Girl, your face is a mess!"

I looked in the mirror and saw the dried mixture of fluids that I had smeared all over my face, and just laughed.

We both got in the shower and started washing off.

I watched as the water cascaded down Sarah's body. After all these years of daydreaming about her, I was now standing there staring at her completely naked body infront of me. I had a strange new emotion come over me. It wasn't arousal, It was jealousy. I wished I had her body. I wanted to know what it felt like to be a real girl so bad. Even if only for a day.

There was something else on my mind. Something I didn't quite know how to bring up.

Sarah noticed I was in deep thought and asked, "What's on your mind?"

"I was kinda wondering, I paused for a moment, about you and your brother," I said.

"Oh, Todd's not really my brother. Well he is, but only by marriage," She said.

"Wait, you don't actually think I would have sex with my real brother did you?" She asked, "Ewww"

"I didn't know. I always thought you two were brother and sister," I said, kinda disappointed at her response.

If she thought having sex with her brother was gross, what would she think about me and daddy?

"No," she replied, "My dad got with Todd's mom when we were really young, so we did grow up together. But there is no relation."

"When did you two start doing it?" I asked.

"Oh, about four years ago," She replied.

"How did Jamal get involved?" I asked.

Sarah just laughed a little, "Well Todd and Jamal have been best friends since kindergarten and one day he came by unannounced. Todd and I were on the pool deck going at it pretty hot and heavy when he walked up on us. Next thing you know he was asking to join in, and it's been the three of us ever since."

"Aren't you worried about getting pregnant?" I asked.

"Nah," she replied laughing, "My dad basically had me on birth control the second I got my first period."

We finished getting cleaned up. I put the bra and panties mom bought me back on and stood in front of Sarah's vanity reapplying make-up. It was my first time doing it myself but I was actually doing a pretty good job.

Sarah was beside me appling hers then she stopped and looked at me,

"You should really think about getting your ears pierced," She said.

I thought about her statement for a minute and replied, "Don't you think that would be a little too girly?"

I realized how stupid I sounded as soon as the words escaped my lips

Sarah started laughing as she repeated, "Too girly. Seriously, You're standing there in your bra and panties, putting on make-up with cum in your ass and you're worried about being too girly," She continued laughing.

I laughed as well at the ridiculousness of my statement.

"That came out wrong," I finally managed to reply, "I was more referring to it being permanent. I mean, I can wash off the make-up and change clothes but I can't un-pierce my ears. I just don't know if I'm ready for that. I just don't want to be teased for being girly."

Sarah's face softened as she stopped laughing, "Honey, look at yourself. You are an incredibly beautiful and sexy girl. You have the body most girls can only dream about and the ass that could drive any man crazy."

Sarah wrapped her arms around me hugging me from behind looking into my eyes through the mirror.

I just kinda shyly smiled as she continued, "You look like a girl, You sound like a girl, (Breathing in deeply) you smell like a girl, Hell, you even cum like a girl!"

I let out a slight laugh at that last part.

She continued, "Face it Katie, The only thing that's even remotely masculine about you is tucked between your legs, and that little thing doesn't exactly say man!"

That last comment hurt a little. But she was right. What I had tucked away was definitely not a man's package. It would barely qualify as a boy's package.

I finished getting dressed and looked at the clock. It was a little after four. It's crazy to think that it was this time yesterday that I had just gotten out of the shower and was sliding on panties for the first time. I giggled a little as I thought to myself, I haven't even been a girl for 24 hours yet and I've already had sex with three men.

My thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the door.

"It's open," Sarah replied.

The door opened and her dad stepped in, "Hey girls, having fun?" He asked.

"Yeah," Sarah replied, "We're just hanging out."

"Do you want to stay for dinner?" he asked, looking at me.

"I would, but dad and I already have plans to watch the game tonight," I replied, this time being honest.

Dad and I always watched college football on Saturdays, and tonight was Alabama against LSU.

"Oh, that's gonna be a good game. Who are you pulling for?" He asked.

"Are you kidding?" I replied, "I'm a Bama girl, one hundred percent!"

"That's what I like to hear!" He replied with a big smile.

"Well, you two girls have fun!" He said while closing the door.

"We will," we both replied in unison.

Sarah looked at me, "Do you really have plans with your dad, or were you just making that up?" She asked curiously.

"No, we always watch the game. It's kind of our thing," I told her.

"That's cool," she replied, "The only "thing" me and my dad have is him telling me to stay away from boys."

We both laughed as we finished fixing our hair. I decided to keep the pigtails in. I kinda liked them. Plus I was kinda curious as to what daddies reaction would be to seeing them.

Sarah and I continued to talk and joke, mainly about boys. I was becoming more comfortable with my female persona with each passing minute. I don't know why but being Katie just sorta felt right.

It was around five thirty when I finally left to go home. The whole drive home I couldn't help but notice how differently I felt. I wasn't worried about someone recognizing me, or getting pulled over. I felt happier, more confident, and more at peace than I had felt in a long time.

As I pulled into my driveway the sight of daddy's truck filled me with a strange feeling of mixed emotions. I was both excited and nervous. Would daddy like how cute I look? Would he hate it? Was mom right about daddy wanting to be with me again? What if last night was just a result of his being drunk?

There were so many questions running through my mind. I sat in the car breathing trying to calm my nerves for a minute, and then with all the courage I could muster I made my way into the house.

Mom and dad were standing in the kitchen cooking dinner when I walked in. Dad froze when he saw me standing in the doorway.

"Your home just in time to help set the table," Mom rang out, "Love the pigtails by the way. Super cute."

"Thanks," I quietly replied.

"Hi daddy," I said nervously.

Daddy swallowing hard replied a simple, "Hey."

"Katie," mom said, catching my attention, "would you help your father set the table while I finish up, in here?"

"Ok," I replied, still looking at daddy who was just staring at me.

I grabbed the plates and silverware and daddy got the glasses and other stuff. We didn't speak a word to each other as we set the table. I couldn't tell if daddy was just nervous because of last night or if was quiet because of how I was dressed. I kept glancing at him trying to find some clue as to how he was feeling. Good or bad was better than uncertainty.

Mom brought in the food. Meatloaf, green beans and mashed potatoes. All of Daddy's favorites.

Dad always sat at the head of the table with mom to his right and me to his left, but this time he sat directly across from me. There was obviously something on his mind as he barely touched his food. He would occasionally look up and see me looking at him and immediately look back down. I myself couldn't even bring myself to pick up the fork.

Mom slapped dads thigh then mumbled something to him.

Daddy cleared his throat then in a raspy voice said, "That dress looks good on you."

"Thanks, it's moms," I replied.

After another awkward moment of silence I heard mom mumble, "Talk to her."

"So, um, Katie, is that what you're going by now?" Dad asked.

"I guess, maybe." I nervously replied, "Is that ok?"

"Yeah, Um, I was just sorta wondering what made you go with that name?" Dad responded.

"Sarah suggested it," I replied.

"So, is this the, uh, Do you like being a girl?" Daddy asked, struggling to get the question out.

"I don't know. Sorta." I replied.

We sat there in silence for another brief moment.

"It's not because of last night is it?" Daddy asked.

I could see my dad breath a sigh of relief as I answered, "No," I could even see a slight smile. That's what he was worried about? He was worried if he caused this?

"Are you ok with me being a girl?" I nervously asked

"You do make a very pretty girl," He shyly replied.

Daddy seemed to ease up and become more relaxed. Though there was still an awkward tension and he would still barely look at me. Our usual conversations would be robust and filled with laughter and jokes, but it's like we forgot how to talk to each other. We didn't know what to say or how to say it. Mom kept trying to drum up a conversation. She would mention school or the game tonight, anything that we would usually talk about. But nothing was working.

Finally frustrated, she said, "Ok, enough! Yes, you two had sex. I get it. Things are awkward and different now. But it's not going to get any better by not talking."

"Katie, did you enjoy having sex with your father?" Mom asked.

I nervously nodded my head up and down.

"Use your big girl words," she scolded.

"Yes, I did," I said quietly, my voice just barely above a whisper.

"And Mark, Did you enjoy having sex with your daughter?" She asked.

"Yes," daddy replied, looking at me with glassy eyes.

"Do you two want to do it again?" Mom asked.

Daddy and I just gave each other a shy, nervous smile. Neither of us answered, but all three of us knew the answer was yes.

"Ok", mom said, while grabbing daddy's hand, "Let's go. Come on Katie."

Mom led us to their room and put me and daddy face to face then she sat down on their bed.

"Now kiss," she demanded.

Dad and I just looked at her confused by her intentions.

"Kiss," she repeated her demand in a softer tone.

Daddy and I leaned in and gave each other a quick peck on the lips.

"Is that how you two kissed last night?" She asked, "I don't think so. Now kiss."

This time when our lips touched our mouths slightly parted. Our tongues connected, massaging each other. As our kiss went on I could feel the tension leaving both our bodies. We moved closer to each other. Daddy placed his hands on my waist and I put my hand around the back of his neck.

Our kiss only lasted about thirty seconds but it was enough to change the atmosphere.

"You do look very beautiful!" Daddy said with a smile.

"Thank's," I replied, smiling as well.

"Now that was a kiss," Mom said, "Everybody better".

"Yes, mom," I replied.

"Good, Now get undressed!" She said.

"Huh?" I looked at mom in confusion.

"Yes, get undressed. You two are gonna have sex and I'm gonna watch," She replied.

Dad was smiling but I was still confused.

"You want to watch, Us have sex?" I asked, not quite believing what I was hearing.

"Yes", mom replied, standing up and walking up behind me.

"I have been thinking about it all day," She said, as she reached out and unzipped my dress.

Mom whispered in my ears as she pushed the shoulder straps off my shoulders causing my dress to fall to the floor, "Now you be a good little girl and show mommy how much you like having sex with daddy."

The way she said it was so sultry and seductive it sent a tingle down my spine.

Daddy's eyes were roaming all over my body as I stood before him In just my bra, panties, and heels. My dress laid in a puddle on the floor around my feet.

"Theirs my sexy girl," daddy said, with a gleam in his eye as he wrapped his arms around me pulling me to him and kissing me.

I could feel daddy's erection, in his pants, against me as his tongue worked its way inside my mouth.

Reality finally set in, Mom was being serious. She wants me and daddy to "do it" infront of her.

Daddy pushed me back as I slowly climbed on the bed, our lips never parting.

Then daddy took off his shirt and pants. Mommy moved up above me placing her legs on each side and my head resting on her thigh.

Once daddy took his clothes off he crawled above me and kissed my lips. One hand held him up as his other hand slid up my waist to my chest. He gently began massaging my chest. I was starting to ease up and became more accepting of what was about to happen.

Daddy broke our kiss then worked his way down, kissing my neck and collar bone.

I leaned up as daddy's hand slid behind my back unclasping my bra. Once removed, his lips wrapped around my nipples slowly kissing and sucking on them.

A wave of heat came over me as I was now all in. Daddy's sensual touch and kisses removed all doubt and hesitation as lust took over. I didn't care that mommy was there. I wanted daddy. I needed him.

Daddy slowly kissed down my chest to my belly button. Each gentle kiss adding fuel to the fire burning inside of me. He kept kissing downward until he was kissing my mound through my panties.

"You like that baby?" Mommy asked me, while stroking my head.

"Yes mommy," I replied breathlessly.

Daddy slowly pulled down my panties. As the fabric cleared my hips, my erection sprang forth from between my legs.

After daddy fully removed my panties he slowly started kissing my calf making his way to my thighs. As he moved farther up he pushed me legs up practically folding me in half as his tongue reached my quivering entrance.

I let out a large gasp of relief as I felt his magical tongue make contact with my sensitive spot. Mommy began rubbing and gently pinching my nipples as daddy's tongue worked its magic on me.

I was already on the verge of climax as I reached down between my legs pulling daddys head in harder as his tongue twisted and probed my overly stimulated hole.

"Oh gawd daddy, That feels so good," I let out as I felt daddy's tongue push inside of me.

"I think she's ready for you," Mommy said, "Aren't you, baby girl?"

"Yes, mommy," I breathlessly replied.

Daddy kissed his way back up my trembling body to my lips and gently kissed them before sitting up.

Mommy handed him a bottle of lube and daddy applied it to my trembling entrance and his member while I eagerly awaited his penetration.

Daddy moved into position and gently rubbed his tip across my happy place.

"Are you sure you want this princess?" Daddy asked, teasing me.

"Yes, daddy. I want it," I breathlessly replied.

Daddy rubbed a little more then started to push in. Then he pulled back.

"Are you sure baby?" He asked with a grin.

"Yes daddy, please," I replied.

Daddy put his tip back against my hole pushing in a little more than pulled back again.

"Are you really sure?" He asked with a huge teasing grin.

"DADDY Please," I cried out.

I was so turned on I could hardly stand it. I needed my daddy inside of me.

"Mark, quit teasing your daughter," Mom said teasingly.

"Ok, Ok," Daddy replied as he placed his tip back against me.

This time he did push in. I let out a large moan of relief as daddy sank deep inside me.

Breathing heavily I looked into daddy's eyes. He was finally back inside of me. I wrapped my legs around his torso and with my left hand pulled his lips to mine. Kissing him as he slowly started to thrust into me.

"Gawd this is so hot," Mommy let out, "You really like your daddy inside your tiny little hole don't you baby girl?"

"Yes mommy," I struggled to reply, "It feels so good!"

Daddy was working his hips at a nice steady pace allowing me to fully enjoy the feeling of his member sliding in and out of me. I ran my hands down his back and grabbed onto his butt squeezing his cheeks as he pushed in. I could feel the muscles in his glutes activate with each thrust.

I felt mommy's hand slide beside my head then I heard her moan as her arm was rubbing up and down.

Mommy was rubbing herself. She must really be enjoying the show daddy and I are putting on.

"I think your mommy likes what she sees," Daddy said to me.

With a big smile I said, "I think so".

Daddy got a huge smile on his face and sat up.

"I have a great idea!" He proudly proclaimed.

Mommy had stopped rubbing herself as we both looked at him.

"Babe, do you remember that game you told me you and your friend played in college? Daddy asked.

"You mean Booty Roulette?" Mommy asked with enthusiasm.

"That's the one!" Daddy replied.

Mommy basically jumped up letting my head hit the mattress.

"Come on Katie, You're gonna love this!" She said.

Daddy pulled his penis out of me then got off the bed.

I sat up and asked, "What is booty roulette?"

"You're gonna love it. Just get over here beside me and lean over the bed and reach back and spread your cheeks," She said.

"Ok," I nervously replied, as I moved into position beside her.

"OK, booty roulette is where we take turns letting your daddy pound us as hard as he can. He switches every sixty seconds and whoever makes him cum first wins," Mom said.

"Oh, that does sound good," I replied, and bent over spreading my cheeks.

Daddy took his position behind us and smeared a bunch of lube on both of us.

"OK, you're already loosened up princess, so I'm gonna get mommy loose then we will begin," Daddy said.

"Ok daddy, " I replied.

Mommy and I were laying side by side facing each other as daddy started to push into her. Her head raised up and mouth opened as a wave of pleasure washed over her. She obviously liked it as much as I did.

Daddy held himself in place letting mommy get loose and then gave her a few test humps and declared, "Mommy's ready!"

Daddy set the timer for sixty seconds and asked, "You girls ready?"

"Ready," we both replied.

With that daddy started the timer.

Wap, wap, wap, the sound of daddy slamming into mommy hard and fast filled the air. I watched, patiently awaiting with nervous anticipation for my turn.

Beep, beep, beep. The buzzer went off. I braced myself and spread my cheeks as wide as I could as I felt daddy's tip touch my entrance.

Daddy pushed in hard and fast. Slamming deep inside of me. His vigorous pounding sent a shockwave through my body with every pounding thrust. Daddy's pounding felt so good I was having a hard time holding my cheek open and had to keep regripping.

As the buzzer went off I breathed a sigh of relief. It felt incredible But his vigorous pounding was more intense than anything I felt before.

Mommy was moaning loudly as daddy was pounding into her now. She was having the same trouble holding on as I was. The force of daddys thrust was causing her to bounce off the bed and back into him. I could see rippling waves in her skin each time he slammed into her.

When the buzzer went off, I was ready. Mommy laid there smiling at me as daddy slammed back into me. I didn't think it was possible but he was pounding me harder and faster than before. Each powerful thrust knocked the air out of my lungs.

I spent mommy's next turn just trying to catch my breath as I awaited daddy's return.

Daddy kept switching back and forth between us. Each time I was drawing closer and closer to orgasm, landing right on the edge just for the buzzer to go off and him pull out.

My next turn as daddy was pounding me I said, "ph, ph, pull, mm, my, ha, ha, air, da, ah, dee!"

It was hard to speak with daddy's member slamming into me. But daddy got the message as he grabbed onto my pigtails pulling my head back. I could feel the dam ready to burst. I was gonna cum and cum hard.

Beep, beep, beep.

"Nooo," I frustratingly let out as I lifted my butt trying to keep daddy in me. "Stupid buzzer!"

I needed to cum so badly. This was pure torture. I would get so close just to have that buzzer go off and daddy leaving me empty, begging for more.

I could tell mommy was having the same issue as she let out, "damn it, So close!"

I didn't have to ask daddy to pull my hair this time. He grabbed on pulling my head back as he slammed back into me. I screamed out in pleasure as daddy pounded hard and fast into me.

I couldn't hold on any more. My legs were trembling and right as the buzzer went off the dam let loose. Orgasmic pleasure flooded my body as I whimpered and moaned. My body, violently shaking.

Daddy was pounding away at mommy when the spinning in my head started to slow down. I looked at mommy. Her face flushed, mouth wide open. She was gripping the sheets as her body twisting and contorting. Mommy was cumming too.

When daddy slammed back into me it was more than I could handle. The hyper sensitivity made the pleasure unbearable. I squirmed underneath him whimpering and whining begging for relief, but daddy just pulled my hair harder pulling me back towards him as he slammed into me. I could tell he was really close as his trusting became more sporadic.

When the buzzer went off daddy slammed back into mommy and after only a few pumps daddy groaned really loud, and unloaded deep inside of her. Mommy was shaking as daddys powerful orgasm filled her insides.

I was torn between being glad it was over, and wanting more. It was so brutal and torturous, but gawd, it felt so incredibly good.

As daddy's orgasm subsided and he started to pull out of mommy, I leaned up. It took all my strength to do so, but curiosity had gotten the best of me.

I watched as daddy's massive pole slipped out of mommy leaving her hole gaping wide open.

It was kinda red and puffy and I could see down inside of her.

"Wow, is that what mine looks like?" I asked daddy, as I stared in amazement.

"Yep baby, Cool aint it?" Daddy responded.

"Yeah," I replied.

I watched as mommy's worn out hole contracted and slowly started to shrink back to normal. Then I finally stood up and sat down on the bed next to mommy as daddy went to get some towels.

Mommy sat up and said, "I win," Still breathless.

I laughed a little and replied, "Yep, you win this time evil stepmommy," Trying my best to sound sinister but failing miserably at it.

Mom laughed and asked, "So did you like it?"

"I loved it," I replied.

After a moment I said, "You were right mom."

"About what?" Mommy asked.

"Daddy is definitely too much for one girl to handle. Two girls may not even be enough to handle him," I replied.

"You may be right," Mommy replied.

Daddy laughed as he reentered the room, "You girls sure made a mess!" he said.

I looked at the edge of the bed and there were two obvious wet spots running down the side leading to two puddles on the floor.

"We sure did," Mommy replied.

"It's your fault daddy!" I shot back laughing.

We took the towels and cleaned up and I put my panties and bra back on. After I got myself situated into them I just kinda bounced around and wiggled my hips side to side.

"What are you doing silly?" Mom asked.

"I got squishy booty," I replied.

Mom and dad both laughed as mom said, "Well, come on little Miss Squishy Booty, and help me change these covers."

I helped mom change the bedding then we joined daddy in the living room. We had missed almost the whole game. There was only seven minutes left in the fourth quarter and Alabama was down by three. I nestled myself up against daddy laying my head on his bare chest while his large hand cupped and massaged my worn out bottom.

I woke up in the morning between mom and daddy. I was turned facing towards mommy with my arm across her chest and daddy was hugged up tightly behind me. I could feel his warm breath on the back of my neck with each shallow breath. His morning erection was nestled between my checks resting against my happy place.

I don't know how I wound up in their bed. I don't even know who won the football game. I was out only moments after laying my head on daddy's chest. I guess daddy carried me in here. I was glad he did though. I felt so warm and cozy between them.

I laid there for a moment basking in the warmth of the heat radiating off their bodies as memories of last night danced through my mind. I wanted to lay there forever, but damn it, I gotta pee.

I slowly and gently climbed out of the bed being careful not to wake them. With my feet on the floor I fixed my panties, pulling out the wedgie created by daddies snuggles, and made my way to the bathroom.

After I finished I walked back into their room. Daddy was now hugged up tightly to mommy. I giggled a little as I thought to myself, "Aww, the big tuff guy likes to cuddle." I wanted to crawl back in between them but they both looked so peaceful I decided not to.

I walked into the kitchen and poured a glass of orange juice. As I took a sip I looked out the window. It was still dark outside. I could see a faint glow popping up over the horizon. It looked like the perfect morning to go for a run, and since I missed my run yesterday, I didn't want to miss this opportunity.

I went to my room to get my jogging shorts but they weren't in my drawer. So I went to the laundry room. There was a small pile of my clothes waiting to be put away that had my jogging short, but at the top of the pile was the panties and bra that Sarah had given me. Good I thought. After my run I will have some clean underwear to put on. The idea of wearing dirty panties all day is just, eww. And I definitely didn't want to go back to my old boxers. That would be worse.

As I was grabbing my shorts I noticed a small pile of mommy's clothes that had a pair of her yoga pants in them. I'm sure mom wouldn't mind if I wore them for my jog. I pulled out the blue stretchy fabric and found the matching tank top and quickly put them on. The feeling of the tight fabric was incredible. Definitely better than the loose fitting joggers I usually wore. I put on my jogging shoes, put my hair into a high ponytail, did my stretching and I was off.

As I reached the end of my road where I would usually turn left and jog down by the school I decided to go right. Usually my runs were a way of escaping reality for a while. Kinda like a reset button. It enabled me to forget about all my problems as the world faded away. But this morning I didn't want the reset. I was enjoying my life. I chose the left path because it took me away from civilization but the path I'm taking now takes me right into town.

The glow of the morning sunrise, waking up the birds as they began singing their morning songs left me in a euphoric state.

For some reason the air smelled fresher, the colors more vibrant, the sounds of the birds were sweeter. I couldn't quite explain it, but everything just felt different.

As I got closer to town I passed by the Johnsons walking their dog. Though I didn't know them, I recognized them from the paper. They were the town's oldest couple having just celebrated their 75th wedding anniversary. We smiled and waved politely as we passed each other. For them to be together for so long and still be in love was kinda inspiring.

As I drew closer to town I was hit with the warm aroma of the town bakery. While my goal was to get a nice run in, the smell of the sweet treats was just too irresistible.

I made a right onto main street and arrived at the bakery. I have actually never been inside before. Most of the time mom or dad would swing by and pick some donuts up or order a cake, but that wasn't very often.

The bell rang as I walked in the door. There were two older gentlemen sitting at a table enjoying coffee and a muffin who smiled at me as I walked in. The aroma leading up to the bakery was nice, but nothing compared to the aroma inside.

I approached the counter as my eyes lit up with the bright colors of all the delectable pastries before me. They all looked so good!

"Good morning sweetheart, What can I get you?" Came the soft sweet sound of the elderly lady behind the counter.

"I don't know," I enthusiastically replied, "Everything looks so good!"

"That's because they are!" She proudly proclaimed.

"I'm Anna," She introduced herself, "But everybody calls me Granny."

"Katie," I replied, gently shaking her hand.

"Might I suggest the chocolate eclairs. The boston cream filling is a family secret passed down for generations," She said.

"That sounds great, Can I get a dozen of those and a coffee to go please?" I replied.

"Coming right up," She replied

She reached for the pot off coffee while talking through the intercom, "One dozen eclairs."

"Got ya," Came a crackling reply over the speaker.

"Here is your coffee," she said, while handing me the cup, "Are you new around here or just visiting?"

"Oh, I've lived here for a while, I just don't come to town much," I replied. "Between school and everything else I don't really have a lot of free time."

"Oh, you go to school here. You probably know my grandson then," She replied.

Just then I heard a familiar voice announce "Order up" as the doors to the kitchen opened.

"Katie?" The voice said, as my heart began to race.

"Hi, Brian," I nervously replied.

"Oh, is this the Katie girl you've been going on about?" Granny asked.

Brian's face went flush with embarrassment as he attempted to signal to granny to stop talking.

But she didn't receive the signal as Granny continued "You're all he's talked about since friday," she said.

"Grandma," Brian gritted through his teeth.

Brian normally a staple of confidence, looked so adorable standing there with his face flushed with embarrassment.

Granny, syncing Brian's embarrassment said, "I'll just be over here."

"So, uh, Did you lose another bet?" Brain asked, trying to make a light hatred joke to ease the tension.

I laughed slightly and replied, "It's kind of a long story!"

"Well maybe you can tell me about it some time," Brian said while rubbing the back of his neck and looking down at his feet.

"Maybe," I replied.

"Um, How about tonight?" he asked, "The fair is in town".

"You mean like a date?" I nervously asked.

My pulse was racing as I nervously awaited his answer. Please be a date, please be a date, please please please be a date screaming in my mind.

"Um, yeah. I mean if you want," He nervously replied.

Before he could even finish his responses I blurted out loudly, "YES!"

Realizing what I had just done and that everybody's eyes were now on me, I was now the one completely embarrassed.

"I mean, Yeah that sounds great," I quietly replied.

Brian, seemingly almost in a state of disbelief, smiled and said, "Great, I'll pick you up at six?"

"SIx is good," I replied.

"Great," He said, " I gotta get back to work. Umm, see you tonight"

I couldn't quite believe how Brian was acting. He was always the larger than life figure. Full of confidence, and seamily like nothing ever bothered him. And now he's stumbling over his words and acting really nervous. He almost reminds me of a scared puppy with its head and ears down acting really skittish, but tail wagging with hope and excitement

"K, see you tonight," I replied.

I turned to grandma as he went back into the kitchen. She had the largest, sweetest smile.

"How much do I owe you?" I asked.

"Oh, don't worry about it honey, It's "on the house," She sweetly replied.

"What, are you sure?" I asked in a state of disbelief.

"I'm sure, Just be good to my grand baby," She said with a smile.

"I will," I replied, "Thank you".

As I left the bakery I had to lean against the wall and try to steady my heart rate. I was filled with so much joy and excitement that I couldn't hardly contain myself. My emotions boiled over as I quickly stomped my feet in the ground squealing with joy.

I can't believe it. I have a date. An actual date. I still couldn't believe Brian actually asked me out. What an insane weekend.

It's amazing just how much my life has changed. How much I've changed. For as long as I could remember I had always felt like I was living a life that wasn't mine. Like I'm not who I am supposed to be. Everyday just going through the motions trying to fit into a world I didn't feel I belonged in. I had always just assumed that It was because of the accident. But now, I know there was more to it.

For the first time in my life I actually feel like I am who I am supposed to be. Not some dweeby little boy with no hopes or ambitions. This is me. The real me. And all thanks to some stupid bet, I finally know who I am. I am Katie!

Oh crap, What am I going to wear?