Sim Sissy ][ - Pt. 07

The match had been finished and while I was thinking about what to watch now, I suddenly heard the door open. What. My parents? No, they would usually return home after having dinner, around eight or nine o'clock.

"Johan, we're home. watched the game, I noticed all the flags, Liked the game..."

My mom walked into the room, saw me in an orange dress on the couch and stopped talking.

I completely froze.

"Oh, wait honey."

She closed the door and I heard her talk to my dad.

"Hey, why don't you go to the chinese and pick us up some food for the three of us, please."

Dad agreed and I heard the door close.

Mom once more opened the door, I was still frozen in place.

She walked towards me, said nothing, I felt the need to start crying, didn't know what to expect.

She held me close and cuddled me, gave me a kiss on my head.

"Oh Johan, so sorry to barge in unannounced, but I want you to know, its okay.

I've sent dad to get some food.

So if you want to change, I'll keep it a secret and we'll talk later."

My tears came, I started crying, my mom comforted me.

"Hey baby, it's okay. I'm not judging you, it's okay, really, we love you, no matter what. Here, I'll get you a glass of water. come with me to the kitchen"

I cried some more, now my mom knew and she was okay, how would dad take it. I could change and he wouldn't know, but, well, maybe this was the best, no secrets anymore.

"When will dad be back?"

"Oh honey, if needed I'll send him also to the store for some other tasks. You want to change?"

"Well, maybe, no, no. No, I think not, Oh mom, I'm so sorry."

I started crying again.

"No honey, no need. Look, dad and me, we both knew you had some urges, tendencies. You're our son and well, we're not blind. I knew something was going on, however I didn't knew exactly what, but well, it's not a complete surprise and I think it's lovely what you're doing. And I guess Angelique knows about it also?"

"Yes mom, Angelique knows it, she actually helped me."

"And you've been trying hard to keep it a secret, do you think it's easier when you don't have to keep it a secret here at home. I mean, dress up as a girl."

"Yes, I guess, oh mom, sorry."

"Honey once more, no need to be sorry. Come one, give me a hug. Maybe we should get you fixed up a little. what do you think about this. We go upstairs, fix you up, makeup, dad will be home, he'll set the table and then I present you to him. I bet you my carkeys he will be happy for you. "

"Okay mom, is my make-up running.? "

"Yes dear, tears and makeup don't go well together."

"I would like that then please mom."

I stood up, mom studied me, also my fake breasts were now clearly visible. I shrunk.

"Oh no honey, come on, show me yourself.

If I didn't know you I would have clearly seen a girl. Wow, are those fillers in a bra?"

"No, fake boobs, I bought them online."

"You mind I could see them, they're intriguing. Wait, lets go upstairs. my room. I got enough makeup to fix you."

We walked up and in her room she looked once more at my breast. I pulled down the dress and showed her my fake breast and the bra.

"Oh, even underwear. they look real. How do they feel, can I?"

I nodded and mom touched them. She even pinched the nippels, of course I didn't feel it.

"Okay, lets get you fixed up. I hear dad has returned with our dinner. He'll stay down and set the table."

I redressed and mom started on my face.

With her tools and brushes she retouched my face quickly and expertly. I looked in the mirror and mom was good.

"Okay honey, now follow me, stay behind me and then we'll go to dad. Okay?"

I nodded and followed my mom downstairs.

She opened the door to the kitchen, looked in at dad and asked.

"We have a surprise for you, would you like to see."

"yes of course, and dinner's ready."

"Okay, close your eyes"

Mom nodded to me that dad had closed his eyes. I walked in front of him, looked at mom, nodded, and she said.

"Now open your eyes"

Dad opened his eyes, he looked surprised, recognition, astonished. He stood up and immediately hugged me.

Tight, lovingly.

I heard him cry, my mom joined our embrace.

The three of us stood together, as one family, I felt safe, comforted, guarded, loved. I cried, we all cried.

"Johan, you don't know how proud I am, this is so brave of you, so sorry we came home too early but we hadn't thought this would be happening, though I'm happy it did and that you're showing it to me also. I now know why mom send me for the Chinese.

I knew something must have happened. I guess you must have thought about changing but, well, I'm so happy you didn't.

Oh, give me another hug."

"So you guys, are really okay with me dressing up as a girl.?"

"Yes son, of course. Everybody has a different identity, and dressing up, well, I must confess I did it also a couple of times when I was around your age, but I sure didn't look as beautiful as you do now."

"Yes Johan, and I know your dad dressed up a couple of times. It's like we told you and tried to hint to you, we love you, no matter what."

"Did you guys know?" I asked.

"Well, know, no, not for sure. But well, I had guessed. Look you remember when I made you start doing your own laundry? I knew you were having some secrets about yourself you weren't ready to tell us.

Or maybe you were indeed a lazy teenager slob who didn't like to clean his room.

What I mean to say, by giving you your own duty about your laundry, you could at least partially keep things you were doing by yourself. So when I found a panty left in the washing machine that wasn't mine, I did have an idea about where that came from.

I talked with dad about it."

"Yes, we then thought it would be a good idea to give you more room for yourself, space to explore. And no, we never checked your room, closet, drawers, desk, no. We just wanted you to feel safe, and hope we could help you in any way, and we know that a teenager, entering adulthood, well, they tend to be, well, secretive.

So the time share was a gift from above. We had our personal time together and so did you. You did great, your little company worked, school results were perfect. on social matters, well, you like it to be quiet, not very social, but hey, neither did I, I must confess."

"Yes Johan. Although a couple of months ago we felt something was wrong. Now, we decided not to snoop in on you, keep telling you we love you, because we do.

Sometimes I noticed something about you, as if you had been wearing make-up, I think I saw some nailpolish on your nails, oh, and you always smelled nice, a soft and vagrant perfume.

Oh, and last week, sorry, when I entered your room, I saw something pink, was it a nightgown? I thought that maybe it was from the laundry of your girlfriend Angelique."

"Well, no, it's my own indeed. It just feels nice to my body, wearing it, same with this dress, hope you don't mind it, it was in one of the crates with the decoration-stuff."

"Oh my goodness, yes, I remember, oh, that ones old, but you have the figure for it.

Sorry, but I'm curious, have you ever gone outside, dressed as a girl, because if you walk outside like that, I'm sure everyone will see a gorgeous girl dressed in orange, ready to celebrate the Dutch victory. "

"Yes, I've dressed up as Suzanne and walked outside."

"Suzanne, thats the name you've given yourself as a girl?"

"Yes, I went to a park and read a book by Suzanne Vermeer, and I thought, what if somebody wants to know my name. And the books by Suzanne were first written by a man."

"Yes, I remember that. Okay, Suzanne, nice to meet you.

Well, Suzanne, I want you to feel free to roam through this house as much as you like. If we're getting guests that we know of, we'll tell you. "

"Thanks Mom, Dad, you guys are the best."

"Now, we've got so many more questions, but I guess it must be tiring, so, why don't we go and eat this delicious chinese take-away dinner. Let's enjoy it together before it gets cold."

We ate dinner and talked about me, Suzanne, my dressing up, but also about other things that had happened.. After dinner I told my parents I would go take a shower and change.

After a shower I decided to put on some sweatpants and a pink crop top. I brushed and dried my own hair. I looked into the mirror. The top still screamed girl, however I didn't put a bra underneath it.

I walked down and joined my parents. My dad poured me a glass of wine.

They wanted to know a lot of me and I was glad I could talk about it. Where did I get all my clothes and accessories

I told them about the thrift-stores, online shops and the specialty-shops. I blushed a little when I told them about The Sissy Market where I had gotten the boobs and other stuff. Luckily I could easily tell them that the store was just specialized in feminization-stuff, I didnt dare tell them I had already been there.

I also didn't tell them about the blackmailing tour Mistress Angel had done. No to them she was Angelique.

At the end we strayed once more about walking in public, dressed as girl. I told them about the plan I had with ACS and the computer-cleaning. I also told them I had already talked about Suzanne visiting it and that Suzanne had to visit miss Amalia at next Wednesday.

"Well son, I think working there based on a lie is a bad thing. If I were you I would immediately tell that miss Amalia you're crossdressing, not some story about a friend. One way or another it will come to the surface. I do think you can use the angle you still don't feel comfortable presenting yourself as a girl and that this sounded as a decent opportunity. If she agrees, you'll have an ally."

What my dad said made sense.

"Aren't you glad we now know it, where would you dress up as Suzanne every day when going to work? Now we know. Your dad is right, be honest.

Now I know there's still a lot not in the open, but we need to give it time. This step you've taken, though it wasn't voluntary I think, is huge. We'll take babysteps. Does your girlfriend know that we know?"

"No, not yet, why?"

"Well, do you happen to know when she comes over here next time?"

"Ehm I thought tomorrow, she would drop off her laundry."

"Okay, humor me about this. Dress up as Suzanne here when she arrives, I'll just open the door, talk to her first, then she may find out we know about your dressing up. Are you okay with that?"

I thought about it and nodded. Yes, no problem.

It had gotten late, it was time for me to go to bed. I helped clean up, kissed my parents goodnight and went to bed.