My Foster Mom Wanted A Daughter - Book 2 Of A Series

Chapter 3: Theatre

Once they arrived home, Mary Elizabeth announced to Angelo that she had a special treat for him.

"Angelo, I have a something really special for you tonight. This is for one day only, in honor of your successful art school audition today. Come on, follow me."

She took his hand and led him down the hallway into her workroom, which she had converted from Angelo's original bedroom, the one that two weeks ago had been completely furnished in a manner befitting of a teenaged girl.

The frilly bed and dresser were still there, as were the lace chiffon curtains, but Mary Elizabeth had removed the chair and stool. In their place, she had moved in her computer desk, chair, and a small file cabinet, now constituting what existed of her home office.

Her old office, she had converted into a proper bedroom for a boy. Since the agency had insisted she raise Angelo as a boy, she had moved him to that room and forbade him from entering the new office when she was not home, because she knew he'd immediately head for the closet to look for the wonderful female outfits she still stored there.

"Oh mommy, I miss this room so much," he said as they entered his old room.

"I know you do, honey, and I'm sorry I have to keep you out of here but look what I have for you. " She reached in the closet and pulled out an elegant, gold-colored gown and laid it out on the bed.

"Oh, mommy! For me?" Angelo skipped over to the bed and began to pick it up.

"Yes, honey, for you. But like I said, just for tonight, in honor of you passing the audition. I know you worked so hard for it."
"You're the best mom."

"I saw this gown at Fashion Bug, the other day and couldn't resist. I knew I wasn't supposed to let you wear girls clothes anymore, but I just knew you'd look lovely in it and I had to find a reason to let you wear it."

As Mary Elizabeth went to the drawer to get a matching set of panties and bra, she smiled to herself. Angelo was her "daughter," regardless of what child protection services said or the child's own male anatomy.

Angelo stood there holding the gown up against his body, admiring how it sparkled with its faux gold fabric. He studied the thick straps that flowing over the shoulders, leading to padded cups that would enhance the illusion of him having breast.

A similarly colored gold fabric belt tied the dress at the waist, permitting the fabric to spread flowingly out, the dress ending just barely above the knee.

Angelo looked at himself in the mirror, smiling in pleasure. "It's absolutely perfect, Mom. It's me," he said.

"Perfect for my perfect little girl," Mary Elizabeth said, as she looked at the mirror reflection of the two of them.

"Can I wear it now?"

Mary Elizabeth told Angelo that indeed he could, but he needed to get undressed and take a nice bubble bath, first. She handed him the bra and panties to put on after he dried off.

As he took his bath, Mary Elizabeth changed her own clothes, putting on a platinum gown that was an exact match in style for the one she had purchased for Angelo.

She donned sheer, shimmering, silvery colored hose and a sparkling set of 3" heeled slingback sandals, also silver.

"Oh wow! You look scrumptious, Mom," Angelo exclaimed, giggling as he came out of the bathroom and saw that Mary Elizabeth was already dressed.

"Thank you, Angela," she said, using the child's female name for the first time since she had begun her attempt to restore him to boyhood. "And I see you're clean and smell perfumy."