“Simon, Where are you?” Shouted Jenny as she waltzed down the long corridor which housed some of the Changing rooms for most of the PAC. The PAC was the Performing Arts Center. The home to the arts at the school. Mainly dance and drama. Their school wasn’t big on the music of any sought. Her voice echoed down the corridor. This place was a night mare to walk down at night. Which it was, she was a boarder. And so was Simon, they had decided to meet down here to do their Ballet routine for the morning talk next week. She had arrived early to warm up. But she had arrived to find her Ballet uniform missing. She had looked around the female Changing room and not found it. So she stepped outside and walked down the corridor. It was dark so she took out her mobile switching on the attached torch she lit up the corridor in front of her.
A sound emits from a Disabled Bathroom. Larger than the usual bathrooms. She walked up putting her ear to the door. Hearing another sound, maybe a small slap. The found of tights being pulled up bare skin? Not knowing what to do she stepped back. What was going on? “Hummmm…” She mused, while on the other side of the door. An unsuspecting Simon was pulling the Tutu on. Placing it in place he straightened up, looking up he glanced into the mirror. There stood a tall, skinny teenage boy. Wearing pink ballet uniform. Tights and Tutu. T and T is what Jenny called it. He always wanted to know what it felt like to wear. Now he knew, it felt lovely. Pulling back his hair he used the head piece to keep it in place. Then he bent over a small stool with several items of Makeup on it. All the time a small blue eye was looking though the key hole.
what she mostly saw was a pink-covered ass sticking at her. She stopped suddenly, thinking about what she was looking at. Then he turned slightly and she saw his face in the mirror. Then it all fell into place. The way he slightly caressed the tutu when she walked by him. And it all went to this. Taking a step back she turned out the light on the phone, changing it to Camera function. Also taking out a hairclip she placed it in the lock, luckily she had been part of the group who had oiled the locks the day before, to keep the level of sound down on stage. Fiddling with it the lock became open with ease. She slowly pushed down the handle and swung the door open. Feeling the wind on her bottom Simon turned his face to the Camera just in time for a great shot of his made-up face with all his body in the shot as well.
“OH MY GOD!” He squeaked in a high pitch girly voice, scrabbling for a towel to cover the Ballet Uniform.
“Oooh! Whos the cute Ballerina eh?” Jenny cooed looking down at the picture she took ” Good picture eh?”
“Ummm i…Ummm…..i ummmm….” He staggered not knowing what to say to her.
“Look, I totally don’t mind you dressing up…i think it is rather cute actually, i so have some costumes you would look great in!. But for these photo’s to stay in our hands you will have to do something for me…” She giggled “Oh and, what are you wearing under that?” She asked with a large grin. From the look in his face she guessed. The pink and baby blue panties were lying on top of the pile of neatly folded ballet clothes.
“For that maybe something extra…starting with…Ummm whats that?” She blurted knowing full well what it was. A dark damp spot had appeared around his groin area. The shape of a wetting, giggling she put an arm round him. “Let us get you cleaned up my little ballet girl. That will have to go in the wash.” She said point to the ballet things. “We will have to see what some of the costumes will look like on you…”
“Here try this!” Jenny shouted to Simon, on the other side of an Oriental-styled wall to separate her from him, at the same time as tossing over a large set of Pettiecoats hooking them on the wall between them. Peeking over she spotted he had already struggled into the large frilly bloomers she had made him wear. “Pull that on. Then we will see about a dress to go over it.” She cooed looking back to the walk-in wardrobe that was the costume department. “Actually forget that.” She said seeing something and taking back the petite coats. “Put these on instead” She giggled grabbing a pair of lacy red and black panties from a small pouch beside a rather reveling dress that looked like a hookers dress from the time of cowboys made of a shiny material the same color as the panties.
Flinging them on the thing instead she walked around finding a cowgirl costume for herself. She knew that she was going to be a much faster changer than him, which she was and 5 minutes was still standing outside waiting for him. When he emerged he looked incredibly cute. The dress fitted him, and there was a long space where the dress shot up to reveal a fishnet covered leg. She was wearing another dress almost identical in shape to his. Just in a blue and black coloring. She held in her hands a headpiece with a large feather on top of it. Sticking upwards. She stepped forwards to him and stuck the headpiece into his hair. “Now, Miss Kitty. Your first task for me. Follow me” She joked walking off, swinging her hips. Simon following her like a small puppy with his tail between his legs.
She lead him to a small room off the main corridor, this was usually used as a teaching room. Well more of a practice room for students in the school play. At this time it had a bed and a table and chairs for scenery. “Lie down on the bed Miss Kitty” Jenny giggled. He slowly walked over and lead down on the bed facing up. “Other side missy” She said walking over and kneeing on the side as he flipped himself over. Drawing her hands up the loose skirt she pulled it up. Bearing the gater and tights, and the lovely panties. She held her hand high, then drew it down smacking him on the bottom. A surprised gasp from him produced a smile on her face. As she smacked it again. Then reaching up him she let out her long-held up feeling for him in a kiss on his lips. Then she draws away. “We don’t have that long to practice ya know. Get your ballet things on. Your ones this time.” She joked looking sternly at him. Then she walked off to put on her spear ballet set of clothes. Ready for a touch for practice. Leaving the startled Simon behind. But it was not over yet.
“Simon, your coming over weather you like it or not” Jenny told him over the phone. It had been about 3 weeks since she had found out what he was as she was coping with the new Simon well. Now they were girl&boy friend. Starting with that kiss in the matching dresses, her spanking his pantie-covered bottom. She was inviting him over for a sleepover of sought. But it was going to turn into much more if she had her way.
He arrived at the doorstep of her house smiling. Opening the door she grinned at him. Reaching out and kissing him on the lips. “So where are the parents?” He asked.
“Away for the weekend,
so we are on our own” She said smiling at him. They spent the night away, she told her to let his hair down. Well to use the exactly ‘let her hair down’. “There’s something you might like up stairs, on my bed” She said pouring herself a glass of Coke. He rushed up stairs. He had seemed o gather interest for dresses and anything like that recently. Even swimwear, which was what was upstairs. Hearing a rather loud gasp she walked to the foot of the stairs. “Well don’t keep me waiting, put it on. Then we might go for a swim.” She called up, Her parents were rather rich so they were away a lot. Then she heard foot steps above. Looking up there was Simon, standing there in a pink one piece swimsuit. “Oooh, you look lovely.” She cooed as he walked down the stairs. “Let us go for a swim!” She said taking his hand and leading him to the swimming pool.
After a nice swim. They settled down to sleep. But first they had a drinking contest. Jenny knew Simon and he would want to win. So he drunk more of the Lemonade than her. Not a proper drinking game just a regular one to see who could drink more without burbing. By the end of the game, he didn’t know it yet but he would be bursting. Then they went to bed. She insisted on him wearing a long nighty, and diapers, which was a new experience for him. He didn’t know why she wanted him to. “Just in case you yet the bed Simon” She repled with a wink. As they settled down to sleep. Immediately she heard the heavy breathing of Simon. Now she knew what to do. Quitely going down stairs she filled a glass with water, and added ice. From what she knew dipping a hand in ice-cold water makes them pee. Hopefully it should work.
Setting it down beside Simons hand she took it gently and dipped it in resting it in the water. Standing up she walked to her own bed and lead down. Suddenly he woke up to feel the feeling of a wet nappy. “Oooh dear” He said slowly.
“Has our little sissy wet her nappy? Oh dear oh dear.” She giggled. The photos she had taken were printed out and in a folder. Never to be seen again, except when she needed something. “Oh by the way, where is that photo you took?”