My Super, Wonderful, Extra Special Day

The Day

So, on the morning of 'the day', just as every morning at 5:50 am, my alarm sounded, reminding me that, yes, it's time to get up and get ready for school.

I reached over and shut the alarm off without opening my eyes.

I laid there for a few more moments before I opened my eyes and spotted something on the chair next to my bed.

Not sure if I had seen what I thought I just saw, I closed my eyes, blinking a couple times in an attempt to clear my vision.

When I reopened them I saw there actually was a brand new pair of jeans lying on the seat of the chair next to my bed.

The first thing I noticed about these jeans was that they were skinny-legged, flared at the bottom and had a one inch wide, see-through strip of black lace all the way up the outside of each leg. Absolutely, positively not-at-all a pair of pants a boy would wear.

Well, I was certainly awake now and I immediately sat straight up, trying to figure out what was going on and if this was real life that was happening or just a really vivid dream.

I looked back at the chair and saw something else. On top of this gorgeous pair of jeans lay a floral print cotton, padded-cup, "enhancement" bra, a pair of dark, rose color nylon/spandex material boy short style panties, and across the back of the chair was a mauve colored, fitted t-shirt that said in pale-lavender, curly script, ' I'M SOMEBODY SPECIAL."

At that moment mom yelled at me from her room, "Get up and get dressed. I left you some new clothes on your chair. Oh, and you' re skipping school today. We got other things to do."

My first thought was, what the f-ck?!? but then I thought about it for about two seconds as I completely full woke up. That's when my heart skipped a beat, my breathing increased and I jumped out of bed, excitedly bouncing over to the chair. I was so thrilled I jumped up and down a couple times, clapping in delight.

This day was already starting out to be the most wonderful day of my life so far. With my heart beating twice its normal pace and a huge smile plastered across my face, I began to attempt to put the bra on.

After fumbling with it for a few moments I finally turned it around so I could fasten it from the front then position it, before placing a pair of balled up socks in each cup of the bra, to fill it up. 

After pulling the panties on, I slid the tee-shirt over my head and excitedly slid my legs into the pants, an amazing pair of pants that mom will never be able to get me to take off.

I took the time to carefully adjust myself to make sure there would be no tale-tale bulge (oh, how I so want that gone for good), then I buttoned the fly of the pants and posed in front of the mirror, checking the appearance of my new feminine-looking chest and how the jeans made my butt appear 'oh, so cute.'

I was so excited I was shaking and could not quit smiling. Satisfied with how I looked in the clothes, I paused, taking a deep breath to calm my nerves. I then walked barefooted, across the hall to mom's room.

I stopped in the doorway of mom's bedroom with my heart pounding so hard I would have sworn mom could hear it across the room.

I had walked across the hall, with my head down, looking at the floor and when I reached mom's doorway I noticed the brand new pair of black, one-inch strappy heels, with shiny silver sequins around the ankle strap. They were sitting in a box on the floor right in the middle of the doorway.

Mom was sitting at her dressing table with her hair up in curlers, applying makeup. When she noticed me standing there staring at the shoes, she told me to go ahead and pick them and come over to her.