I have always been a femme looking man. Round ass, curves where they should not be, and very very small cock. I'm talking looks like a mushroom cap tiny. I have never been able to grow much hair anywhere but on my head. Which makes shaving it that much easier. In recent years I have thinned out in the waist and thighs. This is not the case for my chest which has developed into a very well rounded and perky tits. Which is strange as that is not what I felt I wanted. Here I am a grown 21 year old man unable to look the part. I have to dress like a anxiety ridden college student to hide myself from the local society of backwoods rednecks, mainly my own family.
Since leaving community college I found myself hanging out at my aunt Janets house a lot. The first time stole a chance I dressed in my aunts clothes they fit perfectly and I felt amazing. I loved dressing like a girl way more than hiding my terrible attempt at masculinity. When I did wear girls clothes, I could not resist sucking off some of the closet gay crowd around tiny town Ohio. Now when I say "could not resist" I mean it. It was like being controlled by a puppet master. The switch happens suddenly and uncontrollably.
My family loves the outdoors and takes several camping trips every summer. For my birthday the men in my family chose to take me on such a trip. Tent camping and fishing at a lake my uncle owns almost a days drive from the nearest town. While the women went on a cruise. We all met at my uncles house to say goodbye and loaded up and split ways.
When we arrived at the lake we pitched the tents before going fishing. All of the guys but me drink a whole bunch and this was the way it always went. Drunks teasing me about my long hair, about my inability to grow facial hair, and about the utter lack of girls in my life. I always just laughed about it. They had no clue what I was or who I was. A bunch of hillbilly guys with more testosterone than a pro football team.
I had enough of them and decided to take a swim. I took the short walk around the bend and up to the campsite to get my trunks. When I opened my bag I almost had a heart attack. It was full of girls clothes. My aunt and I had switched bags by accident at the house. I could feel the urge to scream coming on. Then the devil took me for a spin.
I pulled out my Aunts bikini and it was tiny, light blue, and had polka dots. I had to try it on. I flung off my clothes and put it on. Instant activation of girl mode now. I dug threw the bag it was loaded with her clothes and some sex toys. Janet you kinky bitch. I was in heaven. I pulled my long hair in to pig tails, grabbed a towel, and ran down to the other side of the lake away from the boys.
I took a dip in the lake and then just spread out the towel near a tree and dosed off. I awoke in a start and found myself looking straight at the men in my family. Uncle Bud, Dad, my older brother Jimmy, and my older cousin Buck.
"Well look at you! You Faggot!" said cousin Buck.
"Your Aunt called said she got your bag! I see you already knew that you slutty fag boy." this was my Dad.
"I guess we know who kept stealing Janet's clothe." said Uncle Bud.
"Ain't you got anything to say Jimmy?" I snapped as I looked from man to man. "I like this. I love to be girly. I am not about to be ashamed of it now." I was looking at all of them dead in the eyes.
"You're... you're hot as fuck." said Jimmy. "I mean hell if I didn't know better I say you were a girl."
"Knock it off Jimmy!" I said angrily. "You can all fuck right off. I don't have anything else to wear now. So I'm doing this al week. Fuck you all for being jerks about it." I snatched my towel and ran through them crying a little.
As I pushed past my uncle he reached his arm out and grabbed me around the shoulders. He pulled me into him. He had a hand on my head and one on my hip. "Now there is no reason to cry sweet one." He held me to him close and I could smell the beer and feel his breath on my neck. He patted my head and stroked my hip. "You look better than your aunt does in that suit." he hissed out in a whisper.
