Filling In For Crystal Chapter 9 (Patreon)

Chapter 9

The next morning, Jerry prepared to see his mother.  He had already taken a shower and shaved off all the hair from his body.  All his outfits would be placed over what he called his foundation.  He wasn't talking about the foundation as in his makeup, but the clothes he wore underneath everything to give him the right shape.

He started with a pair of soft, cotton, full-cut pantie briefs and knee-high nude stockings.  Next came his bodysuit shaper.  It had a very stretchy but narrow waist.  He put D-cut breast forms in each cup.  He needed to wear a petty coat to give him the illusion of wide hips and butt. The length of the petty coat didn't matter too much.  Finally, he wore a full slip with a narrow waist and shoulder pads to give him a smooth hourglass appearance.  With these basics, he had a general feminine shape to build upon.  If he wanted to appear younger, these undergarments might have not worked, but since he was shooting for the look of a mature woman they were perfectly fine.

Jerry didn't realize that throughout getting dressed, his elbows were always bent and his feet never got too far apart.  Furthermore, his wrists when not doing something specific like pulling up his stocking were always limp.

He put on a white blouse with a round neck and mock scarf.  His 'breasts' pushed it out in the front.  He liked the look.  He stepped into a deep V-neck dress the fell past his knees.  It ballooned a bit around his waist and then narrowed slightly at the hem.  His waist was accentuated with a white belt with a big buckle in the front.  He tighten it one hole more than he should have, but it helped the illusion of a feminine waist.

On his feet, he wore peep-toe pumps with a small and sturdy one and a half-inch heel.  He topped it off with pearl earrings and a matching pearl necklace.  At this moment except for his stockings, everything he wore was either black or white.  That wouldn't do.  He needed some color contrast.

To contrast, his purse,  bracelet, and rings would be the same color as his nails (both finger and toe) and his lipstick.   His blush would also be a bit redder than his usual hue.  He also had a ruby-colored brooch on his lapel.

Dressed, he gracefully found Crystal in the other room.  He took short graceful strides to get there.  His posture was perfect and his hands hung loosely from his wrists in front of his body.  He carried his small purse in one hand.

"How do I look?"

"Wonderful.  I'd sell you an expensive car.  Your mother would be impressed if she knew it was you."

Crystal unlocked the door for Jerry.  When he got in to sit down, he smoothed his skirt out from under him.  He placed his purse to his left and then buckled his seat belt  It sat comfortably between his large breasts.

The pair drove to the dealership.

"Ready?" Crystal asked.

"One moment.  I need a cigarette first."

"No problem."

Jerry opened his purse, fished out his cigarettes and lighter, and smoked his cigarette.  It calmed his nerves.  He was very nervous.  This had to go right.  He didn't know what he would do if his mother discovered it was him.  But even more important to Jerry, if it didn't go well he wouldn't be allowed to complete his class.  He wanted to do that more than anything at this point.

Jerry could see his reflection in the show window in front of him.  He knew he looked like an elderly woman.  His disguise was flawless in his opinion.  All he had to do was convince his mother and he would be set.

Crystal waited patiently with him.   "Don't worry, you'll do fine," she reassured.

"You think so?"

"Yeah."

"Then let's just go home"

"Naaa, you have to do it anyway."

Jerry smiled.  It was a pretty smile.  He had learned to smile more since this began.

Finally, Jerry finished his cigarette, dropped it to the ground, and crushed it with the toe of his shoe.  Then he pulled out his compact mirror and reapplied his lipstick.

"Ready?"

"Yes."

The duo entered the showroom.  They walked straight to Jerry's mother, Jessica.  Jerry's stride was shorter and even more graceful than Crystal's.  His forearms swayed slightly from side to side in front of his body.  One hand held onto his small purse, the other hung loosely from his wrist.

"Crystal," Jessica called out when she saw the pair, "what are you doing here?"

"My cousin here wants to buy a car.  So I've been driving her around."

"Wonderful, I'm Jessica.  What's your name, ma'am?"

"My name is also Crystal," Jerry told her.  The cover story was that he and Crystal were cousins and they had the same name.  Their fathers were brothers.

"Nice to meet you."

Jerry held out his hand limply and allowed Jessica to grasp it and shake it lightly.

"Nice to meet you too, Jessica."

"Take a seat...How can I help you?"

Jerry sat down, he put his purse onto his lap.

"I'm looking for a larger car, but I don't want one of those minivans or SUVs." Jerry gestured with his hands much more than he would ever do when he was a man.

"So you want an Avalon?  It's our full-size car."

"That might be right."

"I'll get a brochure.  Would you ladies like a coffee and maybe a doughnut?"

"Yes, thank you."

"I'll be right back."

While Jessica was gone, Crystal gave Jerry her driver's license.

"What's this for?" Jerry asked.

"We'll take a test drive.  She won't notice that it's me and not you.  You do sort of look like me anyway.  Besides the picture was taken almost a dozen years ago."

"I don't know."

"We want a thorough test.  You have to walk and interact with her.  We have to be totally sure.  You're doing fine.  Don't worry."

"I guess so."

Jessica returned with the items.  She gave the coffees and donuts first and then the brochure.

"As you can see, it's a nice sized car.  It's six feet wide and eighteen feet long.  It's very roomy."  Jessica continued to extol the features of the Avalon stressing its safety features and ease of use.  She knew which features to sell to mature drivers.  Jerry looked right into his mother's eyes as she was talking.  Something he rarely did as a man, but now that he was posing as a woman, eye contact was important.

"Young lady," Jerry said.  He planned on using those words at some point before he got here.  He enjoyed saying it actually, "is it noisy?"  It was a rush for Jerry to call his own mom, 'Young Lady'.

"Oh, goodness no.  It's a hybrid, you can hardly hear the engine at all.  It's as quiet as can be.  Want to see it?  Let's take a test drive."

Jerry looked over to Crystal who gave a reassuring smile.

"OK, let's try it out."  Jessica collected Crystal's license and exited to get the keys to the test vehicle.

"You are doing great," Crystal told Jerry.  Jerry freshened his lipstick again.  Some of it washed off onto the cup of coffee he was drinking.

Jessica led the pair toward the parking lot where the test vehicles were parked.

She addressed Crystal.  "How is my son doing?"

"He is working out fine.  He is so dedicated.  I couldn't ask for a better person to help me."

"That's great."

"He does everything I ask him and more.  It's just unbelievable what he will do.  He's so dedicated."

"My son?  Dedicated?"

"Yeah, you'd be astonished at what he is doing.  I'll tell him you asked."

"No, don't bother.  He'd probably think I was checking upon him."

"OK, I won't say a word."

Jerry was smiling throughout the conversation.  He had to restrain himself to keep from breaking out laughing.

The actual test drive was uneventful.  This was the first time that Jerry drove a car while dressed.  He smoothed his skirt as he got into the car and placed his purse on his seat beside him.  He drove off.  He liked the car actually.  He wished he owned a car like this, it had all the modern conveniences.  Maybe it was too big for a young man like him, but it would be perfect for Crystal.

After the test drive, Crystal excused herself to go to the lady's room.  She wanted Jerry and Jessica to have some time alone together.

"What do you think?" Jessica asked about the car.

"I've very nice.  It drives smoothly.  But, I'll have to talk it over privately with Crystal."

"I understand, can I have your number so I can contact you?"

"Give me your card and I'll call you."

"Surely."

"I like your outfit, it's very stylish."

"Thank you.   I like the colors, too often ladies your age stick with one color and it doesn't look as nice."

"I see."

"But Sweetie, I do have one criticism if you don't mind."  As an older lady in Jessica's eyes, Jerry could get away with saying things that a man or even a younger lady couldn't get away with."

"No, I don't."

"When was the last time you were properly fitted for a bra?"

"Hmm"

"Well, you are overdue.  I can see from here that your straps are digging into your shoulders.  It's hurting your look.  Take my advice, when you have the proper support, not only will your silhouette be sleek, but your back and rib cage won't hurt as much since you won't have fabric or wires digging into your body.  Your back hurts don't it?"

"Sometimes."

"I'll bet all the time.  You need some new bras.  Bras that fit properly."

"Thank you, I'll look for some," Jessica said just trying to be nice.  But Jerry persisted.  He loved that he could tell his mother something like that.  That he could call her Sweetie or Young Lady or about a dozen other terms of affection that he would never do if she knew he was her son.

"Young Lady, I'm telling you, don't just look, GET.  You probably should throw out all your bras and get new ones.  If what you're wearing now is any indication.  I know what I'm talking about.  I have a lifetime of experience with these things."

"I believe you.  I'll look for some new bras when I get a chance.  I promise."

Crystal returned and saved Jessica from the conversation.  Not a moment too soon, as Jerry was going to tell Jessica next that the coloring of her rouge was not flattering to her face at all.

"I'm back.  If you ladies are done, we have to get going."  It was implied that they would check other dealerships nearby.

Jessica showed the duo out.  Before exiting, Jerry said, "I'll be in touch and don't forget what we talked about.  I promise you'll look so much better and even your back pain will disappear.  Then they were gone.

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