Hope Almost Lost

After about five more minutes of resting, he walks me home, and we talk. Talking is good, since my pussy is still sore from sex and talking takes my mind off of it. "I know we just met, but you ever get the feeling like we're meant to be or something?" "You wanna have babies with me?" "If you don't turn into a guy, sure. I know we're rushing into things, but something tells me to live in the moment. You know what I mean?" "Yeah, kind of." I could be dying, but maybe getting pregnant could save my life. "You see, I have this dream to come home from a long day of work, house clean and dinner set at the table, kids welcoming me with hugs and kisses. I mean, not every woman likes that homemaking stereotype, so that's why I haven't settled down yet." You're reading my thoughts, Mitchell. "I also want that. It's better than what I deal with at home."

"So, you would cook for me and clean house while I'm at work? Do the laundry? If we have kids, make sure they are fed and loved?" "Yes, I would do that. As a woman, I never got to cook and clean or have any siblings, so it's something I'm longing to do." I think I found my soulmate and I'm not gonna let him go. I get to my house and he kisses me goodnight. I smile and go around back, climbing back into my bedroom window. Mamma still asleep and will never know about my wild night with my new man.

It's Saturday, no school and mamma's at work, but what will I do since Mitchell's at work? I just go out for a walk. He happens to drive by and stops to talk to me. "I thought you were at work." "I don't work much on Saturdays. I wanna take you out, our first date, what you think about that?" Sure, why not? Let me get in the truck with you. I climb in the front seat of his truck, put on my seatbelt and he starts driving. "Where are we going?" "Shopping? Dinner? You gotta be dying for proper lady clothes." "You know it. I'm sick of wearing all this boy stuff. It isn't me." "You're my girl and I want you to be comfortable." So, he drives me to Walmart and I am just excited about buying women's clothes as any other woman. I am a big girl, so I look in the plus size section.

As I look through the clothes, I look up at him, wanting to know his spending budget on me. I mean, there has to be a catch to buying new clothes, right? "I could get anything, right?" "I'll let you know if you hit the cash limit, babe." I smile and look at all the pretty stuff in my size. Tank tops, blouses, capris with jewels on them, dresses and skirts. I also got to remember to by bras and panties. I ended up buying three dresses, three tank tops, a couple of blouses, three skirts, two capris, a week's worth of bras and panties and a couple of sexy lingerie for whenever I get the chance to stay the night at his place. I even got a makeup kit, Secret deoderant and body spray. Yep, I also wanna smell like a girl. 

How could I ever thank him so much? He kisses me and says he'll keep the clothes at his place, so I could change in them whenever I come by. He also wants his friends to know that he has a girlfriend, now. I can do the laundry when I come over. Yes! Mamma never let's me do the laundry. She says it's "women's work" and I'm a boy. I honestly think there is seriously and mentally wrong with my own mother, if she thinks that I'm a boy born in the wrong body. Nope, I was born in the right body and she should know that. We went drive thru, on the way home, which is fine with me. I didn't wanna be caught coming home, by mamma, if she gets home before I do. I just met Mitchell and I don't want mamma to ruin a good thing. In front of my house, he kisses me and says he'll see me later. I smile and go inside, wait for mamma to come home.