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Chapter 12.

Entering Peter's room to clean it, mom made a discovery. She found the birth control pills that Peter had been taking. Unlike Peter, she knew exactly what they were.

“What are these doing in here?” she thought. “Maybe he was playing a trick on his sister. Hiding her pills?”

Mom decided not to get involved until Olivia complained. But Olivia never complained.

Mom waited a couple of days to see if the pills were returned. But they were in the same place they had been before. Worse yet, she noticed that two of the pills had been taken. It was obvious since the pills were listed by day and week.

“WHAT? Why is Peter taking birth control pills?” This was more perplexing than Peter tormenting his sister. Mom didn't want to confront her son. She wondered, “Is this why they are getting along so well now? Peter wants to be a girl.

Mom started to do a little snooping and she found leotards and tights in Peter's gym bag.

Mom never thought she would do it, but she used an app on her phone to see Peter's messages on his. Mom found the messages Peter was having with the girls. Peter was talking like one of them.

“When was the last time I saw Peter with one of his male friends?” mom wondered. She couldn't remember. Is my boy transsexual? He might be.

Mom didn't want to confront her son directly. She didn't want to embarrass him. But this was serious. The more that mom looked around the more indicators that Peter was acting like a girl. The indications were subtle, like lipstick on his sleeve and that he was filling his nails. But the indications were unmistakable.

Maybe she should talk to Peter's doctor, Dr. Morris. She might know something, after all, where did Peter get the pills?

“Hello, Dr. Morris. This is Peter Flavel's mother.”

“Yes, Mrs. Flavel.”

“I found these pills in Peter's drawer,” mom said, and then she described the birth control pills. “Do you know anything about these?”

“Mrs. Flavel there is such a thing as doctor-patient confidentiality.”

“Peter is my minor son.”

“That doesn't matter.”

“Should I ask him about the pills?”

“I don't think you should. If he wanted you to know, he would tell you. Give him time.”

“What should I do?”

“Be supportive!”

“How?”

“Peter is at an age where he is growing. You have to replace his clothing. Maybe get some things from the girls or junior department. Maybe buy him some panties.”

“And just give them to him?”

“No, don't be so direct. Just leave them in his drawers and closets. He'll get the idea without you having to say anything. Let him come to you in his own time.”

“What should I get him?”

“That is up to you, but it doesn't have to be too obvious. Peter is at a delicate stage.”

“I have a question.”

“What?”

“How long has this been going on?”

“I can't say. I might have said too much already.”

“I see. Thank you doctor”

“You're welcome, Mrs. Flavel.”

Mom didn't know what to think. She tried to think back. 'Was Peter acting differently lately?' She realized that he had been. Mom decided to do some more investigating. She decided the best way to find out was to look through the messages on Peter's phone and computer. She had access to both, although she never snooped like this before. Mom discovered the messages that Peter had with Sarah and some of the other girls at the Y. He had become friendly with them, especially Sarah. Mom discovered that Peter was calling himself Olivia or Olive for short. Mom wondered if these girls knew that Peter was really a boy. It didn't seem that way.

“I wish Peter would have told me he feels this way,” mom whispered to herself.

Mom took Dr. Morris' advice. She drove to the store. She bought Peter a pair of jeans from the girls' department and three t-shirts that weren't overly feminine. She bought an oversized white t-shirt that said Adidas in black and pink lettering, a blue and white tie-dye t-shirt with a round neck, not the usual crew neck that Peter would wear, and a Thor t-shirt with capped sleeves. Each shirt had at least one girlish element. She waited to see which if any shirt Peter would wear first. Mom also bought Peter a three-pack of white Calvin Klein girl's hipster panties and hid them in among Peter's briefs in his underwear drawer. They looked mostly like boys' briefs except they didn't have a fly in front. Mom would check every day to see if Peter wore them or not.

Mom didn't know what she wanted to happen. It would be wonderful if Peter saw these things and made it clear that he didn't want to wear them. But he might be lying to save face. Mom didn't know what to do. She would just have to wait and see.

When Peter saw the new stuff in his drawers, Peter looked for his pills. Have they been found? He didn't want his mother to see them although he didn't know what they were really. The pills did help him. His dick didn't hurt as much as it did before. He thought it was because the pills were like a mild pain killer. That wasn't what was happening. The feminine hormones made his penis softer (and maybe a little smaller) so it wasn't as uncomfortable. Regardless, he didn't want his mom to find the pills. Peter determined to hide his pills better.

The panties though, Peter thought was his sister playing a trick on him. He removed the panties from his drawer and hid them without telling anyone. The jeans, Peter didn't know they were girls' jeans and the same for the t-shirts. He put on the Adidas T-shirt several days later without realizing it was in a girl's style.

Mom's fears were realized when she saw Peter wearing the shirt and found that the panties were gone without saying anything to her. He must be wearing the panties, she thought.

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Anonymous

Something Big is coming

itsmetoo

I don't think anything big is coming. There isn't any magic...maybe you should stop here before you are disappointed...either that or message me what is the big thing that is coming, and I'll see if I can write it.