Chapter 2: Starting Feminisation
I woke up on Sunday morning feeling better rested than ever. For the first time ever, I didn't need to put a false mask of masculinity on. I grabbed a piece of toast and had a quick shower washing away the pleasures of last night. I heard my phone vibrating, informing me that I received a text. I skipped merrily towards the phone, expecting a message from my lover boy Dan. To my surprise it was a message form his mum, Mary, it said,
"My son was thrilled with you last night. Heard you two had a late night."
I replied with.
"Yes. I hope he wasn't too tired this morning. He was the perfect Gentlemen last night"
A few seconds later I got another message from Mary.
"That's good to hear, Dan said you two came to an understanding last night. He said you are interested in expressing your femininity luv. I can help with that if you want."
Guess Dan revealed all my trade secrets to his mum. Cat's out of the bag. There's no going back- not that I want to anyway.
"I would love your help. Mary"
"Great, I'll come to yours and then we can go to the city centre to grab everything we need"
It seems like I opened pandora's box, Mary wants to start today and even go out to buy stuff. I wonder what kind of items she has in mind. I searched in my wardrobe for an outfit to wear, all my clothes now looked horrible to me. I had a range of black and navy shirts that I used to wear all the time but now the idea of wearing those felt like I was hiding myself away. I really need to add some colour to my wardrobe. I felt the same about my trousers, there were all straight cut and felt like wearing blocks of cement down my legs. I settled on wearing the only thing that made me feel like the new me. I wore my pink hoodie from yesterday. The scent of Dan still lingered on it. It was intoxicating. Wearing something that had his traces on felt right. I was wearing something that told the world I was his property. As for the bottoms, I didn't feel like wearing anything long; I wanted to wear something that kept my legs cool. I settled on some light blue shorts. The oversized pink hoodie came down all the way to my knees and completely covered my light blue shorts. In the mirror it looked like I was wearing a pink longsleeve jersey dress. I liked the look. I knew just the thing to complete it, some white ankle socks and my white converse.
I got a call from Mary telling me that she was outside my uni accommodation. She was standing next to a red beetle car when I got down to the entrance. As soon a she saw me, she rushed over to me and gave me an all encompassing hug that swept me off my feet.
"You look so lovely, Ridley" she said as she put me down back down on to the pavement.
"Would you like to come in for a cuppa," I asked, inviting her into the building.
"I would love to, dear," she replied with her homely smile.
We went back up to my flat and I showed her my room.
"Looks nice luv, but it could do with a women's touch. Add a bit of colour into this room," she suggested.
"Yeah, you are right Mary, I think I should, but I don't know where to start, "I replied.
"I can help you with that dear. And it seems maybe your wardrobe could do with some colour too," she said as she opened my wardrobe.
"You know Mary, I was just thinking that this morning," I laughed. "Do you take any sugar."
"Just milk for me dear," she replied.
I made my way to the kitchen and prepared two cups of Yorkshire tea and made myself back into my room to find Mary sitting on my bed and writing on a piece of paper.
"Just a writing a list of things we need to get luv," she said as soon as she saw me enter the room.
"Milk no sugar," I said, handing her a cup of tea.
"Ahhh this is lovely."
"Yeah, Yorkshire tea is the best."
"Well, the tea's not so bad but I meant this. Us two together. With Dan and his father and his two bothers at home, I haven't had a girl's trip in a while."
She considered me a girl. I didn't correct her. I didn't want to. After we finished the tea, we decided to make our way into the city centre to get a new wardrobe and some items to spruce up my room. We got into her red beetle and drove all the way to the mall with all the fancy clothing shops that recently opened.
"I am not sure I can afford stuff from all the store in here. I was thinking more of something like primark," I said, voicing my concerns.
"Aww don't you worry about it; I'll pay for it."
"No, you don't have to."
"Nonsense, I think of you as family now Ridely. I want to spoil you like the daughter I never had."
I didn't know how to respond to that. I agreed with what Dan told me last night about people having masculine and feminine spirits and me being on the feminine side of the spectrum; but I wasn't ready to be considered someone's daughter or a women.
We arrived at the mall parking lot and started our shopping trip. We got out of the car and Mary came over to me and grabbed my hand and we made our way into the shops. For anyone passing by we must have looked like a mother and daughter out on a shipping trip. The first shop we went to was River Island, I was hesitant to explore the women's section, but Mary pulled me along into it.
"Aww hun, I think the clothes here will fit you better than the ones in the men's section. Let's give it a try," she said as she pulled me along.
She grabbed a blue and white floral pattern shift dress and held it up against me.
"How about this," she asked.
"It's a bit much isn't it. I don't know about the floral pattern," I replied.
"Awww you not much of a girly gurl ah, just don't make goth your style. I don't think I can do with that much black in my life luv," she laughed.
"How about this?" I asked, grabbing a dark blue denim belted mini dress.
"That's lovely, It definitely suits you," she said enthusiastically.
We walked around River Island, grabbing everything that caught our fancy. I got a blue strip dress shirt, a light pink and white strip bow detail shift mini dress, a white satin front blouse, a blue denim wide leg jeans and a few pairs of black jeggings. Meanwhile, Mary grabbed me a navy blue twist neck halter shift dress, a blue sequin fringe crop t-shirt, a cream textured bardot top and a red frill bardot top. With all the clothes in our hands we made our way into the fitting rooms and was greeted by an elderly female attendant.
"Aww daughter and mother shopping trip, I loved doing it with mine when she was younger," the attendant said as she ushered us into a changing room.
