Kimmy the T-girl

Introduction:

Hello. My girly name is Kim, but in my every day life, I am known as Ken. I am 5"5, 135 lbs. I'm eighteen years old, and this story begins on the last day of school before spring break. I have been a closet cross dresser for the past two years. I started off from stealing my sister's panties and bras and wearing them when I was home, alone, and I've since started to buy my slutty clothes in real stores. I live in Miami, Florida.

Friday morning. I woke up, got dressed in my ugly, every day, men's clothes and came downstairs for breakfast, only to find a note taped to the fridge in my mom's hand writing:

"Kenny, your father and I are going to visit your sister in college until next Saturday. We've left you two hundred bucks on the counter. Use them only for food.

Love, Mom."

Needless to say, I was totally psyched! I had the whole week to be dressed up. I could even go to a glory hole, if I'd had the guts.

I quickly swallowed down some breakfast and got on my bicycle to school. Classes went by agonizingly slow, and the worst was the last period- PE. I was never good at sports, given my slim and small body frame, and I was constantly teased about this since middle school. I could do reasonably alright in swimming, but no better. Just my luck for coach Barry to choose Football for today.

My class is filled with players on the school Football team, and I was, as usual, picked last. Coach assigned me to play corner back. For most of the game I was humiliated, until the last play. I managed to tackle the shit out of the big, black tight end, Andrew. Obviously, he was not pleased.

I quickly went into the locker room to shower. As I was getting out, towel wrapped around my waist, I saw Andrew grinning deviously at me. It was then, I noticed that the changing room was empty but us two. Andrew quietly locked the door.

"Its just you and me, fag."

I should have known it was pointless. I made a dash for the door, but he caught me in one huge black arm. He raised his other hand and slapped me hard across the face. I yelled and he slapped me again.