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It had been a hot summer and I had no luck finding a job. My parents did not seem to understand that there just weren’t that many companies hiring that year due to the economy so they had really been pressuring me to find a job. They all wanted someone with experience but having just graduated high school I had none. I was nearly at my wits end so when I was asked to house sit for my uncle I jumped at the chance. He lived a half an hour out of town in a nice quiet neighborhood and had a nice place. He was going to visit a sick relative out west and would be there for at least a week. He needed someone to take care of his two little dogs for him. I packed a small bag and was on my way in no time. I pulled into the carport and let myself in with the key he kept stashed in a paint can in the carport closet. I checked on the dogs and they were fine so I let them out to do their business and helped myself to a beer and had a look around. The front yard was small but perfectly manicured and the back yard was huge but he only took care of the first 50 or so feet and had enclosed that part with tall privacy fencing. Inside the fence he kept his garden. He had a section to grow vegetables and had rose bushes all over the place in the rest of the yard with little walkways winding through. He was well known for his roses and had actually won some ribbons for them when my aunt was still alive. He grew them and cared for them and she got all the credit when she would enter them at the garden club shows. No one ever thought anything about a man being so into flowers; we all assumed he did it to please my aunt. After she died we assumed he kept them going in her memory. The inside of the house was typical of people their age with the 60’s furniture and hundred of little trinkets gathered over their lifetime. I was going to have to be careful not to break anything. The spare bedroom was nice and the bed was sooo soft I lay on it to just chill for a little while. I pulled off all my clothes kaçak iddaa and got a pair of panties and a Cami top from my bag and put them on and hung out a while in my panties drinking beer. I was going to enjoy being able to dress in drag for a while without fear of being caught. That night I dressed up in my favorite slut outfit and played with my dildos until I was tired enough to go to sleep. The next morning I had a bath and put on my least slutty outfit to hang out in. I had breakfast and sat in the den to watch TV for a while. I ended up getting bored and started looking through my uncle’s stuff. It was what I would expect from a man his age. Sports magazines, tools, ammunition for his many guns, pictures, etc… I went into the guest room and started rummaging through the large closet in there. Mainly old clothes and a lot of boxes in the back. I was going through the boxes when a flash of blue caught my eye. In the back of the closet I found a blue dress and behind it a pink one and a yellow one. There were petticoats behind them and in one of the boxes I found panties, shoes, stockings and all kinds of other very dainty wear. I took the blue dress out and held it up in front of me. This might just fit me I thought. This was strange because I first thought this must all be my aunts old stuff but she was a very large woman and there was no way this would fit her. My uncle on the other hand was about my size and it just might fit him. Was my uncle a crossdresser too? I pulled the dresses and boxes out of the closet and started arranging all the stuff on the bed. There was a lot of stuff there and they were not like the clothes I wore when in drag. My stuff was club wear and lingerie where this stuff was more for sissies. This was the kind of thing a little girl would wear. It did look pretty though and the fabrics were all soft and satiny and lacy. Of course I had to see if it would fit so I stripped off my slut clothes and tried a white pair of silk panties that had ruffles kaçak bahis on the butt. They did fit me but felt a little different than the panties I normally wear; the butt was tight and the crotch was loose. I wasn’t tucked and my clitty rubbed the loose silk as I walked and felt awesome. Next I tried a white lace suspender belt and white lace topped stockings which also fit well. Next a white lace bra and some of the other panties stuffed in to fill it out. I noticed a blond curly wig and a blue bonnet so I decided to try the blue dress. First I put on a petticoat which is something I’ve never worn before. Then the dress went on. I looked in the mirror and realized this was a Little Bo Peep outfit. The wig and bonnet went on next and after some more looking I found another box that had more wigs and some make up in it. I took the box to the bathroom and after removing my slut make up started to apply the make up in the box. I used the foundation which was very light and the fake eyelashes. Next was pink eyeshadow and lots of blush and pink lipstick. I even made freckles with a pen I found in there. I went back in the bedroom for the last touch. A black pair of black Mary Janes. I remembered seeing a light blue umbrella in the closet so I retrieved it and when it opened I saw that it had white lace trim and obviously went with this outfit. there was also a large lolly pop in one of the boxes. I grabbed it and the umbrella and stood in front of the mirror. I had turned into a little girl! An excitement I had ever felt before grew in me and I felt like skipping and giggling like the girl I was. So that’s what I did. I skipped down the hall into the kitchen loving the way all the lace and silk felt on my body. The club wear I owned made me feel like a slut but this made me feel like an innocent little girl. I loved it! I went out back into the sunshine and sat on the back porch swinging my legs back and forth like a little girl and breathed in the fragrance of all the roses illegal bahis and other flowers and enjoyed for once not being a man or a cum loving slut but being a little girl. I skipped around the garden twirling the little umbrella and licking the lolly pop and stopped to admire one particularly beautiful rose. It was pink and big and smelled divine. I stood there quite a while touching it and smelling it and just admiring it’s beauty when suddenly a hand lifted up my dress from behind and a large hand was between my legs squeezing by balls. Then a mans voice came from behind, “Bo Peep. Have you lost your sheep again?” Of course I was shocked at this. I had not heard anyone approach and did not expect anyone to be stopping by, but here I am dressed like a total sissy and there was a stranger’s hand squeezing my balls. I didn’t know what to do. I just stood there as the hand moved up to my clitty and started rubbing it through my panties. “What’s wrong Peep? Cat got your tongue? That’s when it hit me. This guy obviously thought I was my uncle and apparently they were playmates. Realizing this I calmed down and as I turned to face him I said in my girliest voice “I’m afraid I’m not the Peep you are looking for.” The man was my uncles next door neighbor Hal. I had met him once years ago. He was a widower in his forties who worked from home. He was about 6 feet tall and about 180. He had brown short hair and no facial hair and was built pretty well. I thought he was going to pass out. He was more shocked than I was. “I’m Jim’s nephew Dave. He’s out of town and I’m watching the dogs for him.” “I didn’t know he was gone.” “Yes he had to leave suddenly, his cousin is real sick and he went to New Mexico to visit him.” “I see you found his fun clothes. Let me say that you look better in them than he does.” “Thanks, Hal is it? So you and my uncle are play friends?” “Well, yes. We get together a few times a week. You ever play with other men?” “Yes, maybe I can fill in for uncle Jim if you want?” He explained that he and my uncle had been playing for years and that usually they did role play. My uncle would call him up and they would decide on a scene to play out then Hal would come over.