Alice in Wonderland
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Alice washed herself, feeling the soft sensitivity of her own body. It was hard to explain how she felt as she slipped into the silky knickers and fastened her bra. She stepped almost daintily into the layers of petticoats. The mid-blue flared skirt came almost to her knees, she fastened it and drew up the zip. She pulled on the white polo-necked sweater and fastened the wide black belt around her waist.
How feminine she felt as she sat among a froth of petticoats! Her legs were so silky and smooth, so unlike Thomas's. She put on the short white socks and black patent shoes with their two inch heels.
Alice brushed out her long hair and moisturised her face. Walking gingerly in her shoes, and very nervous of other people's reactions, she walked into the kitchen. How gorgeous was the feel of petticoats against one's legs!
"Morning Alice, did you sleep well?" asked her mother.
"Exceptionally so," smiled Alice coyly.
Alice's sister sat opposite her. "You look like the cat who got the cream," Shirley whispered. Alice could not tell the truth as she squirmed with delight at the feel of her clothes, and her very sex. Nothing else was said until she and her sister were walking to school. How conspicuous Alice felt. But why should she? After all, she really was a girl...
"you look pretty today," said Shirley.
"Thank you."
"I hope you have got that stupid notion out of your head about being a boy." She looked closely at Alice. "I began to think you were cracking up."
"I don't remember anything about it. Why would I ever want to be a boy?"
Shirley looked puzzled. They passed several other children who said hello. Alice felt strange tinglings as she passed one boy. How handsome and strong he looked. She checked herself - she had never thought of boys in that light before. But then again, she had never been female before.
The school day passed quickly and it seemed that Alice had the edge on Thomas for schoolwork. People seemed so much kinder to her. She felt totally different, more placid and prone to the giggles over things that Thomas would not have found at all amusing. As the day wore on, Alice became sure that here was the happiness she had always craved.
After school some of the girls stayed to watch the boys play football - not so much for their ability as for their legs and looks. Alice nearly said that she could play better than most of them but caught her tongue in time. Perhaps she would not be so good at football anymore...
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