Mother Takes Pictures

As the only child of a single mother, I was still living at home on my 19^th birthday. It was just my mother and me at my birthday dinner as I had never been on a date with a girl in my life. I was very self-conscious about my extremely tiny penis. I had gone through puberty later than normal and still had little or no body hair. My natural hair style was on the longer side.

When it came time for opening presents after dinner my mother handed me what looked like a shirt box. When I opened it I found a beautiful Christian Dior ankle length half-slip.

"What's this?" I asked.

"It's a slip for you to wear." Answered my mother.

"Me?!" I said in a surprised way.

"Oh honey, don't act so surprised. I see the way you look at me when I'm just wearing my bra and panties, or I'm in my slip and nylons after I get home from work." Said my mom.

"So you noticed?" I said meekly.

"At first I thought you were lusting after me. Then I saw how you enjoyed folding my panties and slips on wash day. You want to wear pretty lingerie don't you?" She asked.

"Well...I won't lie. I've thought about it." I answered.

"Well baby, this is just the first of your presents. Let's open up your other gifts and then I'll share with you what I want you to do." Said mom.

As I opened the other boxes I found a beautiful pair of full cut nylon and lace panties, a satin and lace bra, and a Christina Dior camisole with lots of lace to go with my slip.

"Do you like them?" My mother asked.

"They are all very pretty. Are they my size?" I asked.

"They should fit you perfectly."

"Do you want me to put them on?" I asked.

"You can't wear them unless you promise me you will let me take your picture in them when you are dressed." Said mom.

"Take my picture? Why?" I asked.

"I think we can get paid for posting photos of you on certain websites, but only if you follow my directions. Otherwise I will keep the lingerie for myself." She said.

"What about showing my face and hair? Will you at least allow me to wear make-up and a wig?" I asked.

"That would be even better! Yes! I'll help you do that and I'm sure no one will recognize your male look." Said mom in an excited way.

"Okay. I'll do it if you will help me." I agreed.

"Perfect. Now take off all your clothes." Ordered mom.

I stripped totally naked in front of her. I had no hair in my pubic area or anywhere else on my body.

"Honey, your body looks much more female than mine does!" Said mom in a surprised way.

"It's just the way I am." I answered.

"Okay, first let's put on a garter belt and stockings. Then pull on your panties and bra. Then we'll top it off with your half-slip and camisole." Directed mom.

I followed her exactly and then she took me into the bathroom to apply my make-up and finally a wig she had in the back of her closet. I must admit, I was shocked at how pretty I looked.

"Now stand over here and put your hands up on your shoulders and give me a coy look." Directed mom.

I did as she instructed and she snapped a photo. Then she had me pose in a couple of other positions and she took photos of those too.

"Are you getting the photos you want mom?" I asked.

"These are perfect honey. You are going to love the way they look."

"I'm glad to hear that, because my tiny penis is pulling back inside my body and my panties are feeling just perfect." I answered.

"Oh, that sounds good baby doll. I knew you were going to be much happier dressing as a girl and learning how to be a girl. Have you ever thought about being a full time girl?"

"I've never thought about it, but I have to admit, I am really loving the feeling of wearing lingerie. Do you think it would be possible for me to wear a bra and panties on a full time basis?" I asked.

"It's not only possible, it's what I want you to do. I have always wanted to have a daughter, and you have so few male physical features, I would love to turn you into a pretty girl." Answered my mom as if her plan was coming together just as she wanted.

"I'll need more bras and panties at the very least." I remarked.

"Baby, I've been buying lots of pretty lingerie just waiting for this moment. Why don't we throw out all of your male clothing and from now on you dress only as my pretty girl." Said mom.

"I think I can do that if you'll help me learn how to put on make-up and you let me grow out my hair." I replied.

"I'll do all that and I'll help you take another important step." Said mom.

"What's that?" I asked.

"I've been talking to your doctor for a few years about your slower than normal puberty. He has given me a prescription for an estrogen supplement that when the time was right and you were ready I would have you start taking."

"Really?! Won't that physically turn me into a girl?" I asked.

"It will baby. Since you have not started puberty even at your age it will allow your breasts to grow to a natural size. It will shrink your tiny penis. It will probably disable your testicles which will block all your natural testosterone production. You little balls will most likely dissolve into your body. As a male, you will be sterile as your body will not produce semen, and of course, it will be physically impossible for you to ever again have an erection. You will only have sexual pleasure as a girl."

"Only?" I asked.

"You will really enjoy it. Are your nipples sexually sensitive?" She asked.

"Yes. Very sensitive." I answered.

"That's perfect! I will teach you how to have an internal female orgasm. I've never seen you have a girlfriend. Do you find yourself sexually attracted to boys?" Asked mom directly.

"I find when I look at porn, I'm always staring at the man's huge, erect, cock. I'm not really paying attention to the naked female." I admitted.

"Honey, you are more than ready to be a full time girl. And I can make sure you will be a very pretty girl." Said mom.

"This has been quite a birthday. I did not know that my real present would be my physical transition into womanhood." I smiled in delight.

"And baby, I'll want to take photos of you every step of the way. I'm sure we can make a good deal of money with the photos." Said my mom.

"Then let's get started before I change my mind. I'm really ready to be a full time girl. From this moment on I'll only wear a bra and panties daily and we'll want to shop for several dresses for me as I don't want to wear pants if I don't have to." I said with conviction.

"Honey, I'm so thrilled to finally have a daughter!" Said my mom as she hugged me.

Over the next few weeks I posed for several photos dressed in all kinds of pretty lingerie and then fully clothed in dresses that looked good on me.

"For this shot honey, lift up your skirt in back and show your slip. Girls don't wear slips all that much anymore, and I know real men love to see a pretty girl with her slip showing." Directed mom.

Looking at the photos over several weeks and seeing my worthless little penis shrinking away was a real joy for me. With the effects of the estrogen changing my body, all of my male sexual thoughts were gone. My nipples were growing in size and sensitivity. I was permanently done having erections of any kind. My little cock did not even get the least bit plump. Ejaculation was a thing of the past as my body produced no semen. My breasts had grown to a full A cup and were still growing.

My mother was correct and we were getting paid for the photos. She then found out we would get a little more for the photos if my tiny penis was showing in my panties. Or if my legs were spread to the side showing what was left of my tiny cock and balls. We became bolder with my posing.

I became very comfortable in front of the camera posing in all kinds of lingerie and fully nude to show off my useless little penis.

My 20^th birthday was approaching and my mom told me she was getting me a professional make-over as a present. I was thrilled with the opportunity.

We went to a make-up lady who specialized in girls like me and I told her I wanted a "girl-next-door" look. The results were stunning! Looking in the mirror I was without doubt a complete female. No trace of anything male was left to my body.

When we got home my mother could not stop taking photos of me and I could not get enough of my pretty, girly look.

My mother now has over a thousand photos of me and the pretty girl I have become. Our next project together is to find a loving man for me to date, and if I am lucky, marry. Being a blushing bride at my own wedding would be a dream come true.