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Adrian’s New Uniform Part 8
Dad answered the phone, “Hello is that Mr. Smith, my name is Helen Davies, Catherine’s mother - Ade’s friend. I wanted to ask you if you and Ade could join my daughter and me on a trip to Alton Towers on Saturday.” “That’s very kind of you Helen, I’m afraid I have to work but I know Ade has always wanted to go there. I’m happy to give my permission.” “Excellent, Cath will so pleased.” Dad ribbed me for quite a while about my secret girlfriend. It’s a long drive to the theme park, so I’ll need to stop overnight at Cathy’s house to get an early start in the morning. Cathy comes to see me and brings some spare clothes. “I borrowed these from another friend so please don’t ruin them” she says. Then she shows me the girly panties and bra she has brought. “No 13 year old girl would be seen without a bra, so you need to wear this all the time and with that skirt you need girls pants.” Dad doesn’t know that Mrs Davies is expecting a girl so have to wear my normal clothes to leave home, then as soon as I reach Cathy’s driveway change into my bra, pink t-shirt and short white skirt. Mrs Davies is all smiles and makes us both suppers while Cathy and I play in the bedroom. After food, Mrs D says she has a surprise for me, a bottle of hair dye. “I don’t like to be rude, but your hairstyle is a bit boyish.” she says. I sat patiently as my hair is restyled and coloured. She used some gel and a hairdryer to put some curls were my hair was long enough and tints the ends pink with the hair dye. At the end of the styling session I had a very pretty, girly hairstyle that I had no idea how to undo. We left early in the morning with Cathy and I sat in the back of Mrs D’s car. We chatted about how my mother had left home and how Cathy’s father had died. Then, to cheer ourselves up, Cathy produced some nail polish and lipstick. Before long we both have pink lips and shiny pink nails. Cathy whispered in my ear, “watch what I do, then you try.” She leaned forward slightly and put her hands behind her back, next she was putting her right hand up her left sleeve. Then she pulled her left arm inside her t-shirt and back out again. Repeating the process with the other arm, this time she pulls her bra out. Wow, what a trick, she had taken her bra off without removing her shirt. Next she took a blue bikini top from a bag and wrapped it around her waist. Then she lifted the bikini bra into position, again without exposing herself, before removing her t-shirt. Cathy handed me a yellow bikini bra from the bag. It was different to hers, instead of strings that tie behind the neck; this one has straps like normal bra. I copy Cathy’s example and put on the bikini top. It’s much more comfortable than the tight bra I had been wearing and cooler than the t-shirt in the back of hot car. We are both wearing short skirts so putting the bikini briefs on was easy. It was a lovely sunny day, so even Mrs Davies changed clothes, leaving all three of us wearing just a bikini and a short skirt. The park was very busy; we had to queue for each ride. Cath and I are too short for some of the best rides but we have a great time and nobody seems to notice me as a boy wearing a skirt. Even when we visit the ladies toilets, there were no complaints.
Dad answered the phone, “Hello is that Mr. Smith, my name is Helen Davies, Catherine’s mother - Ade’s friend. I wanted to ask you if you and Ade could join my daughter and me on a trip to Alton Towers on Saturday.” “That’s very kind of you Helen, I’m afraid I have to work but I know Ade has always wanted to go there. I’m happy to give my permission.” “Excellent, Cath will so pleased.” Dad ribbed me for quite a while about my secret girlfriend. It’s a long drive to the theme park, so I’ll need to stop overnight at Cathy’s house to get an early start in the morning. Cathy comes to see me and brings some spare clothes. “I borrowed these from another friend so please don’t ruin them” she says. Then she shows me the girly panties and bra she has brought. “No 13 year old girl would be seen without a bra, so you need to wear this all the time and with that skirt you need girls pants.” Dad doesn’t know that Mrs Davies is expecting a girl so have to wear my normal clothes to leave home, then as soon as I reach Cathy’s driveway change into my bra, pink t-shirt and short white skirt. Mrs Davies is all smiles and makes us both suppers while Cathy and I play in the bedroom. After food, Mrs D says she has a surprise for me, a bottle of hair dye. “I don’t like to be rude, but your hairstyle is a bit boyish.” she says. I sat patiently as my hair is restyled and coloured. She used some gel and a hairdryer to put some curls were my hair was long enough and tints the ends pink with the hair dye. At the end of the styling session I had a very pretty, girly hairstyle that I had no idea how to undo. We left early in the morning with Cathy and I sat in the back of Mrs D’s car. We chatted about how my mother had left home and how Cathy’s father had died. Then, to cheer ourselves up, Cathy produced some nail polish and lipstick. Before long we both have pink lips and shiny pink nails. Cathy whispered in my ear, “watch what I do, then you try.” She leaned forward slightly and put her hands behind her back, next she was putting her right hand up her left sleeve. Then she pulled her left arm inside her t-shirt and back out again. Repeating the process with the other arm, this time she pulls her bra out. Wow, what a trick, she had taken her bra off without removing her shirt. Next she took a blue bikini top from a bag and wrapped it around her waist. Then she lifted the bikini bra into position, again without exposing herself, before removing her t-shirt. Cathy handed me a yellow bikini bra from the bag. It was different to hers, instead of strings that tie behind the neck; this one has straps like normal bra. I copy Cathy’s example and put on the bikini top. It’s much more comfortable than the tight bra I had been wearing and cooler than the t-shirt in the back of hot car. We are both wearing short skirts so putting the bikini briefs on was easy. It was a lovely sunny day, so even Mrs Davies changed clothes, leaving all three of us wearing just a bikini and a short skirt. The park was very busy; we had to queue for each ride. Cath and I are too short for some of the best rides but we have a great time and nobody seems to notice me as a boy wearing a skirt. Even when we visit the ladies toilets, there were no complaints.
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