Part 8
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After laying there frustrated and uselessly rubbing my caged clitty against the bed for a short while, I felt mothers hands gently nudging my legs wider. She lightly massaged the globes of my ass. I felt her grab the base of the plug and lightly move it in and out of me. I groaned in response. My clitty was swelling against the sides of its cage again. The sensations of the plug massaging my pussy and the cage squeezing my clitty tight were making me crazy with wantonness.
Mother stopped and I heard her chuckling. "I know sissy, let's get cleaned up and I'll take you to get your ears pierced. Then we'll get you some really sexy ear rings."
That cheered me up a bit. Mother selected some clothes for me to wear. It suddenly dawned on me that I would be going out in the day time in public dressed as a girl. I was shocked.
Mother saw the look on my face. "Oh don't worry about it sissy. You look like any other sexy young girl. Nobody can tell otherwise. Besides, you're probably never going to wear boy clothes again, so you might as well get used to it."
She chose clothes that were pretty mild. I nice flower patterned summer dress for me that had a high bodice, and long sleeves. It came down just past my knees. She had me wear a panty girdle and tan stockings again. She unlocked my heels just long enough for me to slip on the stockings and she gave me 4" heels to wear. They were much easier to walk in than the ones I had been wearing. These had ankle straps, so mother decided that it would be ok if I didn't wear the straps if I promised not to try to take them off. I agreed.
She also gave me a very pretty lacy bra that she filled out slightly with some rolled up nylons. It felt strange, but it filled out the top of the dress nicely.
She sat me at her vanity and showed me how to apply makup to make me look like a typical teenage daughter. Then she teased my hair to make it look much more feminine. "Maybe we'll get your hair styled while we are out", she told me.
I was really scared about going out in public in the day time, but every time I looked in the mirror, I saw a pretty girl looking back. When we finally walked out the front door, instead of being scared, I felt exhilarated. I noticed the swish of my dress against my nylons, and the breeze against my thighs. The warm sun felt really good, it just felt so natural, so right. On the drive to the mall on the other side of town, I kept crossing and uncrossing my legs. My poor little clitty begged to be set free, but it's cage kept it securely locked up.
She pulled up the the mall entrance. "Get out and wait for me sissy."
I almost had a panic attack right there. "Please mother, don't make me get out here. I'm too scared. What if someone recognizes me."
"Now now, sissy, you have to break the ice sometime. Nobody is going to recognize you. Be a good girl and get out here and wait for me just inside the entrance."
"Can't we just park and walk in?"
"If you don't get out now, I'm going to tell Mack. I don't think he's gonna like you not listening to me." I felt her hand stroking my face as I sat there staring at all the people walking in and out of the mall," "And if you do, maybe I'll think of a sissy reward for you. Now run along."
I screwed up my courage, and I watched my hand pull the lever to open the door. There was no turning back now. I just let myself operate on autopilot. I stepped out and took my first real steps out in public. The walkway was a little uneven, and I noticed that I had to walk a lot more carefully in my high heels. I just walked right up to the doors and went inside.
The sounds and sensations of the mall were different now that I was dressed as a girl. All my senses were heightened. I just stood there wide eyed at all the people walking by. Some of the teenage boys looked several times in my direction. I couldn't tell it if was because they saw a pretty girl, or a boy in a dress. I finally turned my back to the mall and watched out of the floor length windows for my mother. I caught my reflection in the glass and I saw a very pretty girl looking back at me.
I watched as my mother made her way into the mall. A big smile on her face. "See, I knew you could do it on your own. I'm proud of my pretty daughter." She smiled at me. "Good sissy." I felt a flood of happiness spreading through me when she said that.
She decided to take me to the salon first to get my hair styled. "This isn't my regular stylist, but I'm sure that they will be more than competent. I'll take you to my regular stylist some other time."
They sat me in a chair as mother explained what she wanted. After about 45 minutes of washing, rinsing, clipping and blow drying, I finally saw the finished me in the mirror. I was shocked at the transformation. Before I thought I was passable, but now I was looking back at a sex-pot. The hair styling worked very well with the makeup I had on. I wanted to jump from the chair and hug and kiss my mother.
Mother could tell how elated I was, and we went and got my ears pierced at another salon. She picked out simple pearl studs for me to wear, and she explained everything that I had to do to maintain the piercings properly. They stung at first, but after a while I got used to the throbbing. Oh the pains that girls had to endure to look pretty.
"Since you were so brave about walking in by yourself, I thought that I would get you a present or two." She took me to Victories Secret and not only did she buy me a present, she bought me a ton of them. Lots of different bras in varying colors, and lots of panties to match.
"Now that you are my daughter, you ought to have your own things instead of raiding mine. This is just a start, we'll have to fill out your wardrobe as we go."
"Oh thoukyou mother. I never dreamed that I would ever get to wear such beautiful things."
"You'll only get to wear them until Mack tears them off of you." she quipped.
"I hope he likes me in these. I hope I look as beautiful as you someday."
She led me around the store and also got some girdles that she told me would help my figure. All in all, we left there with almost more bags then we could handle. Walking back through the mall I was overwhelmed at the feeling of completeness. I loved the new me, and I loved being able to share it with my mother. Our heels clicked along the tiles of the mall as we walked along. I noticed several boys and men looking our way with smiles on their faces. It was all I could do not to melt right there. My clitty started to try to grow when I noticed the hunger on their faces. It grew and deflated as we went along. I could feel a wet spot growing in my panties.
End Part 8