Scene 10

Scene 10

Fifteen minutes had passed as Aaron laid back on his bed, his legs bent over the edge and his heeled feet still firmly planted on the carpeted floor. It was as if father time had changed it so every minute was an hour. He wanted to change, take off the stupid shoes, the panties and definitely the bra. The problem was his father told him to leave them on, and with that look of disappointment on the man’s face he didn’t want to disobey him and yet at the same time he wanted to change more so he didn’t have to see that again. The anger that governed too much of his life simmered down, not forgotten but unneeded. There alone in his room the teen boy thought over everything that had happened to bring him here.

‘Eve she was the one that made me dress like this, look like this. If she hadn’t wanted payback then I wouldn’t have been in her room looking for… no if Dot had been leaving her toys in my… she just wanted me to feel better and be happy. God why did I burn her toys? What I did doesn’t excuse what Eve is making me do, no. What is Dad thinking?’ His thoughts went round and round, blame for what was happening being put on others and then himself and each time it just kept coming back to what he was going to tell his father. Eve had said she was going to help and if he turned around and told his father that she made him do this then she might turn around and burn him.

His thoughts then got interrupted by his phone buzzing, a phone call coming in from his sister. Clicking answer on the phone he sat up, his sister's voice making him sit up with his back straight, chest out and legs crossed. “Eve! Did you talk to him?”

On the other end of the phone Evelyn was sitting in her car, having already said she had to go. She had talked to their father, but she knew her brother wasn’t going to like what she had to say. “I did and first thing is you have to know is that you aren’t in any trouble and that he does love you, we all do.”

“I love you too.” Aaron found himself saying after the pavlov-like training he had.

A smirk came to her face hearing his response before she moved her car into reverse to start to head home. “Listen, Dad will come talk with you soon, I have him mostly understanding, but you are going to need to play along unless you want some uncomfortable questions coming your way.”

‘What could be worse?’ he asked himself as he got to his feet and started to pace around the room as a wave of stress washed over him. “Play along with what exactly?”

“That you are just experimenting and don’t know if you're gay, trans or whatever and that I have been helping you future yourself out.”

Aaron had to put his hand on the wall to keep himself from falling. “You said what?”

“Little sister, you have to understand that this is way better than telling him how you begged me to help you to get out of your tomboy phase or even the story about me blackmailing you, because that path only leads to me telling him what **** material I have you. That would lead you to getting grounded or worse. I mean sure I would get in trouble, but it would be a slap on the wrists. You are the one burning things and stealing panties to jerk off into.”

All of those sounded like bad options, but it wasn't like he got to choose what she would say. He was hoping she would tell him it was all a prank or a bet or something, but she had to go with him trying to find himself! “This is bull…” He bit off the rest of the word not needing her to turn super bitch on him right now. “What am I going to do? He is going to disown me and kick me out!”

“You can do a lot of things, but I suggest telling him you like feeling pretty, it is what I already told him after all and you are being crazy. Dad is’t going to do anything of the sort, in fact I talked him into helping you out.”

Looking down at himself Aaron got a good look at his cleavage and groaned. “Help me in what way?”

“I don’t know Erin, I’m on the way home, but I’m betting the two of you will have a nice father daughter talk real soon. Listen I have to go, love you.”

Feeling exasperated Aaron pulled the phone away from his face, his other arm still propping him up. “Love you too…” His panicked thoughts went into overdrive, but the feminine looking boy didn’t have long to wait till a knock came to his door. It wasn’t an angry or demanding knock like the police might use but it was not gentle either. “Come in…” Aarons’ voice trailed off.

Still trying to gather his thoughts Gerald opened his son’s door. “Hey ahhh, Erin.” He thought of the necklace his son wore solidly in his thoughts.

“Hey Dad… Eve said she spoke with you.” He licked his bottom lip before mentally adding to what he said. ‘And lied enough that her pants should be catching on fire.’

“She did.” Gerald still felt odd looking at his little boy, standing there with tits and a pair of shoes that he now recognized to be something Dalila wore from time to time in the bedroom and didn’t like where that conversation was going to go. ‘Evelyn said he or should it be she now? Said that they wanted to be pretty and they are wearing Dalila’s sexy time shoe… maybe Dalila should be having this conversation.’ Rubbing the back of his neck feeling very much like he was swimming in unknown waters Gerald wasn’t really sure what he should be saying other than he supports his child, but thoughts of how Aaron always looked at Dalila like he was a kid with a crush seemed different through the lens of him wanting to wear feminine clothes, like Aaron wanted to dress like her, be like her. ‘Is Aaron jealous of Dalila?’

“Umm.” Aaron fidgeted with his hands, suddenly not sure what he should be doing with them. “His sister had truly screwed him good, if he told his father how she had been blackmailing him she would just release said **** and yeah it would catch her in that explosion but he would be at the center of it, but otherwise his old man was going to think he was a sissy, but just going along with it could make him still think the same. “Dad I’m not a sissy.” He said imagining it sounded like a duck telling other ducks that it wasn’t a duck.

“Aaron…” Gerald walked closer to his child putting his hand firmly on his chest, above his childs feminine chest that he knew they shouldn’t have, his hand covering the little necklace as he made another mental note to try and be accepting of their choices. He really didn’t understand the idea of wanting to be another gender. ‘It isn’t my job as a parent to understand, it is to make a true effort to try to understand while supporting my children.’ He thought, as he slid his index finger across the nameplate necklace while looking into his child’s brown eyes. “Erin, I would never say that about you, or think about it. This just all took me by surprise, it isn’t like we have anyone else in the family like you.”

With an uncomfortable smile on his face Aaron took a few careful steps backwards from his father before sitting back down on his bed, not even thinking about how he used his hands to make sure his non-existent skirt sat right or how he crossed his legs, or at least he didn’t till after he had done it, leaving yet another bright blush on his cheeks. Standing so close to his father with tits, from pushed together flesh and padding or not, just having it with his dad so close while he looked down at his father for the first time in his life was so far out of the normal he wasn’t sure exactly what he felt, other than things weren’t right. “Dad, Aunt Linda is gay or a lesbian or whatever.”

“Aaron.” Gerald started before mentally kicking himself. The name did not sound any different, but his intention behind it felt like it should be important. “Erin, I think I would know if my sister was a lesbian.” He then shifted his eyes slightly as he licked his lips. “Why did she say something to you?”

With an intentional effort Aaron uncrossed his legs and spread them as he slouched, wanting to move completely away from what his sister made him do over and over again. Wishing his father hadn’t seen him sit like that, let alone see him like this at all. “She doesn’t go on dates with men and has had the same female roommate since I was twelve. The signs are there.” He nodded his head to emphasize the point.

Touching the fingertips of one hand to his forehead Gerald felt like a fool. He didn’t want to jump to conclusions with his sister, but if it was true not only had his son been afraid to talk to him about wanting to be a girl, or had always felt like they were, he questioned. Potentially his own sister hadn’t felt telling him the truth. His mother, not knowing the forty year old man could understand, she wasn’t exactly PC. “I’m sorry I haven’t made you feel like you could confide in me.” He said thinking about how coming to see Erin today had been about making a better effort after the blow up they had earlier this month and just now finding out just how truly out of touch he really was.

“Its… its fine Dad.” Aaron licked his lips. “If I told you something… Ahhh, something I have done, would you promise not to be mad?” His pops clearly out of his element, his normal confidence nowhere to be seen and with how understanding the man was trying to be, right now felt like the perfect time to confess his sins and undercut his sister. Feeling the pull of the bra straps as he shifted in place, Aaron looked down at his feet and how they were arched in what he would normally consider a sexy pair of shoes, the teen pushed forward without even looking at his father, just wanting to get it out so this could end. “Dad, this wasn’t my fault, Evelyn…” Aaron licked hips, his entire mouth feeling like it was dry. Starting with his sister was not the way to go, if he did his father just might try to play peacekeeper before evening listening to him. “I have been throwing away Dalila’s panties, I have been ummm… taking them and…”

Holding up a hand Gerald didn’t want to hear anymore. He recalled her insisting she had less underwear than before and now it was clear why. Erin had been taking them and then throwing them away because he guessed guilt or just not wanting anyone to find them in his possession and Evelyn’s part he already knew. “I get it, and while you shouldn’t have been doing that I can’t get mad at you for just being yourself. I’m aware not everyone is accepting, but I’m not going to get mad at you.”

A tension that had been building up in Aaron that he had held onto seemed to vanish. He could never imagine his straight laced father would not think it was a big deal that he was jerking off into his wife’s panties. Letting out a sigh of relief the teen gave his father a toothy smile, imagining hearing his son was doing normal boy stuff, even if misbehaving was better than what he thought when he first saw him dressed up like this. “Well, because of that Eve insisted, commanded really that I get my own and…” Aaron stopped talking when he saw his father move over to his dresser, his eyes went wide. “Dad stop!”

Inside the top drawer of the dresser Gerald saw rows of different types of panties and several bras. “Sorry Erin, I know how much you value your privacy, but your sister did the right thing here. You couldn’t go on taking your Mom’s… Your step Mom’s’ underwear now could you?”

“Ahhh, I guess…” Aaron said very confused. ‘Does he think I’m jerking off into my own panties? It isn’t like he is wrong or at least he wasn't till Eve made me wear this stupid uncomfortable tuck hit.’

The situation was feeling a little better for Gerald, what his son was doing didn’t make him at ease, but the fact that they were able to have open communication again in what felt like years was exactly what he believed every parent wanted. “Now you did throw away things of hers, so after a family meeting tonight I think it might be best if you and her go shopping together. I think it is something that is fair, and something you will enjoy. You do not have to hide who you are Erin, the two of you can go and enjoy some girl time together.”

Aaron had been nodding, it did seem fair that he had to replace what he had taken from her, it would be embarrassing and while his mind started to go on to think how it wouldn't be as embarrassing as what he was going through now, it all came to a half as his old man kept talking. “Girl time?” He asked suddenly, feeling like they were on completely different pages. The teen’s mind reeled, he hardly heard what his father was saying next other than a something about mother daughter time as he tried to regain his mental footing. “Dad, you have to understand, I didn't want to wear panties… or, or anything!” He said pleading, just trying to get his father to understand.

Sitting down next to his child, Gerald put his arm around him to try and give them some comfort. Sitting so close he could smell Erin and tell they had been using the same shampoo as their sister. “I know honey.” He said using a familiar term he used for his other daughters. “It was a need, not a want. I know you weren’t doing something wrong like some kink or something, I know you just wanted to feel like yourself.”

Feeling his father hug him, Aaron hugged back, the older man unable to see just how much Aaron was freaking out. He had tried to confess the truth and somehow it got worse, but not to the point it could be… not by the way his father mentioned knowing he wasn’t doing kinky stuff… like masterbating into panties. ‘Shit…’