Teenage Tearaway Tamed (Part Two)
By Kirsty Jane Stevens
In Part One, Steve was a young football hooligan from a children's home. But when he went to live with Jill, a childless widow, it all changed and Steve was transformed into a beautiful girl called Samantha...
Samantha awoke feeling the luxury of her satin negligee around her, the soft feminine comfort of her knickers. It was hard to believe that this was not some fantasy. She climbed out of bed and slid out of the negligee, letting it slide into a heap at her feet. She ran her hands through her hair and then put on her wrap and went to the bathroom.
Jill was surprised to find that while Samantha's efforts at dressing and make-up were not expert, they were passable. On the journey to town she could feel Samantha go tense. She realised what an ordeal this would be for her. It was with some reluctance that Samantha climbed out of the car - she was rigid with fear. Gone was the boy full of bravado and fight, here was a rather innocent and insecure-looking girl.
"You may find that boys and dirty old men give you lingering looks," Jill warned. "You either ignore them or give a look of contempt. Some eyes will undress you, thinking of the feminine charms that lie concealed. Female looks will vary between interest, jealousy or contempt."
Samantha stepped daintily alongside Jill, who smiled at the small, feminine steps. "You may be embarrassed at choosing girls things so if you don't show a preference I'll do it for you." said Jill.
"What do I need?" whispered Samantha.
"Two skirts, a couple of blouses, a casual dress, an evening dress, another pair of shoes, jewellery. Perhaps a suspender belt, stockings and tights. A handbag to match the dress."
Two hours later everything had been chosen except the evening dress. Jill saw the one that would suit Samantha - it was electric blue taffeta with a tight bodice and could be worn strapless. The ruffles around the top of the bodice did a lot to hide the plunging neckline, and the long shapely skirt would ensure that Samantha's steps remained short and dainty."You must try it on, Samantha" said Jill.
The assistant turned to Jill. "Your daughter?" she asked. "No." replied Jill.
"A most beautiful girl. Is she in the modelling business by any chance?"
"No, she's training to be a secretary" replied Jill with a slight smile.
Suddenly the assistant turned away: "I'll just go and see how she's getting on in the changing room..."
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