TURNED INTO A DISNEY PRINCESS CHAPTER 2

“So… are you ready, Paul?” asked me my mum during our fast breakfast in the kitchen. Well… was I ready to spend a week at my mum´s friend's house in the great city? I don´t know if I am ready for it. I was used to my calm life here and this will be something completely new to me but I guess that it´s life… We must try new things.

“I don´t know, mum… I hope so!” I answered.

“What about my nylon tights? Are they comfy?” giggled my mum and she winked at me. Ahhhh… what a bad question that was. Why does she remind me that I am wearing her nylon tights It was embarrassing enough for me to put on the nylon tights in front of my mum and now she is asking me if I am comfy in the. But to be honest… they were really comfy and I can´t say a single word against nylon tights.

“Mum… don´t ask me like that! It makes me embarrassed!” I told her that I didn´t want to continue in conversation about nylon tights. My mum made a sad face and she told me:

“I am sorry, my darling… I just wanted to know if you are feeling comfy enough in my nylon tights. I know that it could be a bit embarrassing for a boy to wear nylon tights but… I think that boys could actually wear more feminine clothes… why not. I find it quite cute!” said my mum and it just couldn´t be worse. I didn´t want to feel cute… I just wanted to feel normal… like a normal boy. And mum wasn´t helping it at all.

“Mum… I just don´t feel comfy wearing feminine clothes… I mean… I have nothing against it… the clothes themselves are comfortable… but for a boy… it is a bit embarrassing to wear them!” I tried to explain to my mum the problem… But she obviously didn´t want to understand because she somehow believed that boys should really wear more feminine clothes. I just didn´t understand her perception of it and I started to be afraid of my mum´s friend Christina. She told me about her that she is a great feminist and it means that she has the same opinions as my mother… I guess that it will be a very interesting week.

We finished our fast breakfast and it was time to go. My mum insisted on driving me there. I could go by bus but my mum really wanted to drive me so I agreed. She probably wanted to check on me as long as possible. We got on our way and I was getting more and more curious about my adventure in a great city. It will be all new for me because I grew up my whole life in our small town and I have never seen a great city and its culture.

“Are you looking forward to a great city, my sweetie?” my mum asked and I really didn´t like when she called me sweetie. It was so much feminine. But this time I overcame and I didn´t say a single word about it. I have just answered:

“Yeah… but I am also a bit afraid… you know… I don´t know your friend Christina and her two daughters and you know that I am an introvert and it is difficult for me to make new friends!”

“Oh… but you will love them! They are so nice people and very friendly. Christina is so much looking forward to you and she told me that she will take care of you. You have nothing to worry about! She is such a good person and her daughters can´t wait to meet you!” my mum assured me and there was no reason why should I think otherwise. It all sounded good and I closed my eyes and fall asleep in the car. But soon I was woken up by my mum.

“My sweetie, get up! We are already here and Christina is here to pick you up!” my mum told me and knocked on my arm. I opened my eyes and I could see that we were already in the great city and our car was standing just in front of the car park.

“Ehm… yeah… okay… I was a bit tired!” I said and I looked just ahead of us. There was a pink car standing right in front of our car and there was a blonde lady in that car. She looked like a woman model and the pink car… wow… it looked really feminine. And my mum told me something about her opinions and that she is something like a great feminist but I had no idea what it means to be a feminist. I guess I will find it out.

“Is that Christina?” I asked my mum and pointed at the pink car.

“Yes, my sweetie! That will be your mum for a week!” she giggled and told me: “She is a very good person, don´t worry about anything. Now, get your things and go to her car!”

“Okay… okay…” I said and I took my bag full of things. “So… see you in a week!” I said and I left my mum´s car and went to the pink car.

“Enjoy the week!” said my mum and she drove away. Now… there is no way back. I will spend a week in Christina´s house and enjoy the great city. Her pink car was a bit intimidating… but there was nothing I could do. I came to her car and I could see her already smiling at me.

“You must be Paul, right?” asked me Christina and we shook hands.

“Yes, my name is Paul and you are a friend of my mum, right?” I wanted to assure myself.

“Oh yes, Paul… We were classmates at college and we had so much fun together. And you will have so much fun as well in this week! Come on, get in my car and let´s go to your new home!” she said and she was acting really cool. I got into her car and when I got in… I just couldn´t miss her really extravagant pink dress. It was just… something different. I was a bit shocked by it and of course… Christina noticed me staring at her dress.

“Do you like my dress?” she giggled and I immediately blushed when she asked me.

“Ehm… I… I am sorry… I didn´t…” I mumbled and I had no idea what to say.

“Oh no… it´s okay. I don´t mind you looking at me. I am glad you find my dress interesting!” she giggled and then she put her hand on my leg and she asked me:

“Would you like to try on some dresses like this?”

I had no idea what was going on at that moment… Did she just really ask me if I would like to try on some of her dresses? Why would I be trying on some of her dresses? I am a boy and I cannot wear a dress. The nylon tights in the morning were quite enough stress for me. And now this woman asks me if I would like to put on a feminine dress? What a crazy day it was. I was so embarrassed at that moment, my cheeks were blushing so much and it was probably amusing for Christina. She obviously enjoyed my embarrassment and I had no idea what should I say:

“Ehm… I… I don´t know… I mean… You are… I am… I am a boy… I cannot wear a dress!” I said and I was so so much embarrassed.

“Oh, dear… I am so sorry… I didn´t want you to me so blushing… I have just asked a question!” she started to apologize when she saw my embarrassment, “But even despite you are a boy… you could wear a dress. I am a great feminist and I would definitely support men who would like to wear our feminine clothes! I find it so cute when men are wearing our feminine clothes, don´t you think so?” Christina asked me. Well… At the very least I already knew what it means to be a feminist. A feminist is obviously a person like Christina. She likes when men are wearing feminine clothes… wow… I had never encountered it in my whole life. Why would men wear feminine clothes? It doesn´t make sense… I guess… But… I was de facto wearing feminine clothes… don´t forget about the nylon tights which my mum forced me to wear in the morning.

“Do you think so? I mean… I have never worn feminine clothes…” I said and I said it because I just had no idea what I should answer her. But I shouldn´t have said it because she immediately rose her eyebrows and she told me:

“What? Your mum has never crossdressed you? Wow… that is so interesting. We used to have so much fun together. We were cross-dressing almost every single guy in our class and it was such fun. We made a complete makeover of them and we laughed so much when we made little princesses out of them. And I think that every single boy should be fully crossdressed in his life because boys must know how girls are feeling! Well… maybe this week… you will be crossdressed by me or my daughters! It will be such fun!” giggled Christina and she started up her car. I was just sitting next to her in total disbelief. Did she just really tell me that she wants to cross-dress me with her daughters? Where did my mum send me? What a person my mum used to be at school! Christina has just told me that she was her best friend with my mum and that they enjoyed crossdressing boys in their class? What? Why? Why would they do that? Why would they make those makeovers? Well… I guess that this will be a really interesting week.

“Ehm…so… where do you live in here?” I asked Christina because I just didn´t want to talk about crossdressing anymore.

“We live just in the centre of the city! You will absolutely love it! There are many clubs around our house and we could go somewhere tonight with my daughters! They cannot wait to meet you, really!” she assured and it was kind of nice. Her daughters have never seen me and despite it, they are looking forward to meeting me...

“Wow… that sounds amazing!” I said and I would be happy to visit a great city club. I have never been to a club before and I would like to try it.

“I know, right? We have the best clubs around here. And tomorrow, we must go to church because we just have an amazing priest here!! You are going to love it there!” she said. Well… I am not a religious person but why shouldn´t I try it? I have never been to church as well and it could be an interesting experience.

“I bet that m girls have a surprise for you at your new home!” giggled Christina and she giggled. I looked at her and I was getting nervous… A surprise? What surprise? Well… A very feminine surprise…