44 TV FICTION CLASSICS

before it ruins your pretty panties."

BORN TO BE

A DAUGHTER

He had removed his 'DIVERT' after returning from the mall, and his genitals pushed out the front of his white nylon panties. "It...it's got to be there," Ted stammered, looking at the bulge between his legs.

"Put on this tighter fitting 'DIVERT"," I instructed. "Then, use this camouflage covering. It's called a 'BUSHMASTER II', and its realistic lips will give you a completely feminine appearance. Be sure to apply lots of 'Barely There' cream before donning the smaller 'DIVERT."

Seeing the soft, curly blond hair appearing between his legs after he following my instruction, I observed, "You must wear them at all times, including when using the toilet. You'll need a smooth girlish front when you attend gym classes."

"Girl's gym?" Ted gasped. "You don't expect me to attend girl's gym at school!"

"Of course, dear. You are a normal teenage girl, and I can't think of a reason to excuse you from your exercise class."

"I can!" Ted shouted. "I'm not a girl, for one!"

"Now Barbie," I soothed, "You must forget such foolishness. You are a girl until your father gets his promotion, and that's that!"

"But, girls take showers after gym class. How can I ," he possibly pass in a shower? Everyone will see my...,' cried.

"That's the beauty of the 'BUSHMASTER II', dear. It's a very realistic representation of a girl's intimate parts. The edges adhere to your skin so you can wear it in a shower without problems," I explained.

"Wear it in a shower? With a room full of girls?"

"Yes, dear. You can even go to the bathroom while wearing it. You must always wear it except when it's removed for cleaning in the privacy of our own bathroom. You must realize that you are a girl until Bob says differently!" I stated firmly.

Ted was flabbergasted by my strict demands. "Remember to sit when using the bathroom and wipe yourself afterward. It's mandatory now. Also, no more cotton sleep tops for you. We bought lots of lovely nylon sleep sets, and I want you to wear one every night."

Reluctantly, Ted went to his dresser and removed a frilly, white baby doll sleep set with pink lace trim on the shoulder straps and hem. The bikini panties had similar trim around the leg openings. The top tented over his

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The next morning, Ted was flabbergasted that the clothes I selected for him to wear were even sexier and more revealing than those he'd worn the day before. A shiver raced through his body as the tight fitting black nylon top glided over his smooth shoulders to end at mid-waist. Like the dress from the previous day, this top showed his breast development to advantage.

He stepped into a matching black leather skirt that sexily molded his hips and thighs to the hem 4 inches above his nylon covered knees. With both garments on, he realized that two full inches of his waist were exposed. "Oh, my God! I can't be seen wearing this!" he exclaimed, but did not remove his outfit.

He finished dressing by stepping into a pair of lovely black sling pumps with open toes and backs. Their 3" height molded his legs so they were as lovely as any girl's legs.

"I remember when my vanity only contained a couple of jars. Now, it's almost completely covered with creams, lotions, makeup, and perfumes!" he whimpered as a tear trickled down his hairless cheek. The stream of tears grew when he realized how feminine he now appeared even without makeup.

"Pumpkin, are you okay? Do you need help with your makeup?" I asked.

"No, I'm all right," he sniffled, wiping his tears away with a tissue. His hand shook as he outlined his lips with a dark red lipstick pencil, followed with two coats of creamy scarlet red lipstick.

We returned to the outside mall we'd gone to the first day. Ted was more relaxed as we window shopped during the morning. After sharing a lunch, I announced, "Sweetheart, I should be back by around four o'clock, depending on the length of the meeting."

"What meeting?"

"Remember when your father volunteered me for the woman's auxiliary at the country club? Well, today is the first meeting on the spring dinner and dance."

"I...I'll stay in the car while you have your meeting," Ted volunteered.

"Not on your life, young lady. You have shopping to do. Please pay the lunch bill." As I walked away, a glance over my shoulder showed Ted frozen his chair.