Camp Turkey Part 10 of 13 (Patreon)

“Kurtis wears diapers?” Meg didn't know about Kurtis' secret. She was glad that she didn't need diapers.

Meg took the orb in her hand and recited the incantation that she thought made it work. She became as smart as Kurtis had been.

Meg thought that would fix things, but it didn't. She was still headed to summer school. Meg's father had arrived on schedule, her father was still coming to pick her up. Meg saw his car. There wasn't much time now. She would be going to summer school no matter how smart she had become.

Meg who still had the orb in her hand made a hasty swap. She wanted her dad to take Kurtis to summer school, not her. Not only did she swap all of her education with Kurtis, but she also swapped their families.

Meg found herself dressed differently. She wasn't in a skirt anymore; she was in shorts and a t-shirt like the rest of the campers. She wasn't going to summer school; she was staying here. Meg's new parents didn't insist that she didn't wear unisex apparel. That was Kurtis' parents who did that. Meg had become Delaney's sister.

“Aren't you ready yet?” Kurtis' new father admonished.

“I was with the campers. We were collecting butterflies,” Kurtis tried to explain. She was dressed in a skirt and tights instead of the shorts and knee-high socks she had put on this morning.

“When I tell you a time, I expect you to be waiting for me!” Kurtis' father demanded. Meg's parents had been much stricter than Kurtis'. This didn't help Kurtis' bladder problem or his thumb-sucking problem. The stress of who her parents were made both problems worse.

“Yes, father.”

“Go and get ready and be quick about it. I'll be waiting in the car.”

Meg replaced the orb back into the footlocker and exited the dorm. Kurtis was entering at the same time.

A quick 'Hi' was exchanged as they passed each other. Kurtis' bag was all packed. All she had in there was her dirty laundry. It would be cleaned while she was home. She reached into her footlocker and took the orb with her.

Before leaving, Kurtis touched up her makeup. She brightened her cheeks with some blush and put on a fresh coat of lipstick.

Then she exited the dorm as quickly as she could, ran to the car, and got in the back seat. There was a large child safety seat there for her. Kurtis was only three feet eleven inches tall. She strapped herself in and her father drove her home.

On the way home, Kurtis told her father the good news. Her group was going to put on a recital, and she was going to be the lead.

“I'm glad those dancing lessons weren't a waste of money,” was father's only reply.

Kurtis' thumb found its way into her mouth. It calmed her although the base of her thumb became stained with some of her lipstick.

Rebekah wanted to 'borrow' Kurtis' dick to show that he was as much of a boy as any of the Beetles. Even though Rebekah was the biggest, that didn't mean he couldn't get teased by the other boys. He didn't like it any more now than when he was a girl before.

“Where's Kurtis?” Rebekah asked one of the girls.

“She had to go to summer school.”

“Summer school? You mean she won't be at camp?”

“She'll be here onweekends.”

“Oh.”

One of the Beetles came over to see what Rebekah was up to and heard the conversation.

Rebekah? Do you have a girlfriend?”

“No!”

“I think you do.”

“No, I don't.”

“Then why all the interest in Kurtis.”

“Kurtis isn't my girlfriend. I don't like girls!”

“Sure, you don't!”

“I don't!”

With the juicy gossip that Rebekah had a girlfriend, the boy told the rest of the Beetles. Rebekah would have to do something to prove that he didn't like girls and especially Kurtis. He would also have to get Kurtis' dick when she got back. Rebekah knew that Kurtis had been an adult man. Her dick must be big.

Kurtis' room at home was very girlie. Her new parents believed that girls should always be feminine. Her closets were filled with dresses. Her room was filled with dolls. there was a mural of a ballerina painted over her canopied bed. Boxes of pull-ups were kept in a special floral cabinet. The room had changed to accommodate Kurtis' many swaps. She even had a drawer totally devoted to her bras.

“Kurtis, what have you done with your hair?” Mother was referring to the pigtails.

Kurtis' mother wasn't a very pretty woman. She was about twenty pounds too heavy for her height, with modest B-cup breasts and thin chicken legs.

“Umm, nothing.”

“You have school tomorrow. Let's brush it out and make it all pretty. This isn't camp!”

“Yes, mother.”

“Go and wash up with a nice hot bath and I'll help you blow dry and style it when you are done.”

“Yes, mother.”

Kurtis knew what her mother wanted. She was to take a bath, not a shower like she did at camp. She must use a scented bubble bath too, which Kurtis actually enjoyed. It was soothing and smelled nice.

Kurtis wrapped a towel around herself when she was done. The towel covered her breasts to her upper thighs. Mother did as she said, she blew out and brushed Kurtis' hair into delicate waves.

Kurtis put on a modest light green knee-length dress, matching tights with black maryjanes that mother picked out. She wasn't going anywhere, but her parents insisted she always looks nice. They didn't like their precious girl going to camp and all the harsh activities they did, but Kurtis' friends were going, and they didn't want her to be left out. Being social was an important part of being a lady too.

Dinner was in many ways a formal affair. It wasn't the carefree environment like the camp's lunchroom. Kurtis was expected to sit up straight, to cut her food into small bites, to eat with her mouth closed. It seemed like there were more rules for proper dining etiquette than math problems in her schoolbook.

“May I be excused?” Kurtis asked when she was finished with her dinner.

“You may.”

Kurtis went to her room. She sat on a chair and sucked her thumb. She wished she could lie down on her bed in the fetal position, but that wasn't proper when she was wearing her dress. Also, the bed must stay flawless until she got into it at bedtime. She would have to wait. She wished she was back at camp. It was much more fun there. It was truly a miracle that her parents let her go. She would have to work hard at school so they would let her return on the weekends.

School had been tough for Kurtis; she was nowhere near the smartest in her class. Although she did try hard. She had always been somewhat of an outsider. Her parents insisted she always wears dresses to school, even though the other girls wore more casual apparel. Kurtis' lucky day was when Delaney had befriended her. Soon, she was part of Delaney's clique of friends. That was the best day of her life. Before Delaney, Kurtis didn't really have any friends.

Before school ended, Kurtis begged her parents to allow her to go to the Happy Land Day Camp with Delaney and the other girls. To her shock, her parents agreed.

At bedtime, 7:30 PM which was an hour earlier than it had been at the camp, Kurtis took off her dress, brushed her hair and her teeth, cleansed the makeup off her face with cold cream, put on her pull-up and nightgown, got into bed. She waited for her mother to kiss her goodnight and turn off the lights. She then turned over with her favorite teddy bear, stuck her thumb into her mouth, and fell asleep.

Kurtis woke up early to get dressed and put on her makeup. She wore a pretty dress every day of the week for school. Even skirts with a blouse were too informal for school according to Kurtis' mother. It didn't matter the temperature outside; matching tights were also expected and shoes with a small heel. These things seemed more important to her parents than any of the schoolwork that must be done.

Friday arrived when Kurtis would return to camp. She returned with her clean laundry, her favorite teddy bear, and the orb. She didn't need to wear a dress, a skirt with knee-high socks, flats, and a matching top was sufficient. Kurtis didn't suck her thumb on the drive back, she was enthusiastic to go. She knew she would be there in time for the afternoon activity. She hoped she would be there for the start of it but knew they would accept her whenever she got there.

Kurtis wished the orb would help her. It would if she was a real girl, but she knew she wasn't. Kurtis thought she was just an apparent girl. She was really a boy. The orb didn't work on boys. That would change soon, not that Kurtis would notice the difference.

Kurtis arrived at the camp and headed straight for the dorm. She put her stuff away: clean clothes, her favorite doll, and the orb. She was happy to have her doll with her. When she first got to the camp, she thought that none of the girls would have dolls, but a few did have them, so she felt better about having hers. She left it tucked under the comforter on her bed. 

Before leaving the dorm, Kurtis freshened her makeup. She joined the girls in the clubhouse. It was drizzling outside, so all activities were done inside.

Several of the girls seemed very happy that Kurtis was back. She didn't know why. They weren't her good friends.

“Glad to s-s-s-s-s-s-ee ya,” Erin said with her lisp.

“Good to see you too,” Kurtis responded.

“Maybe it's because I'm going to be the lead in the recital,” she surmised.

Rebekah waited all week for Kurtis to arrive. He had gotten into some scrapes with the Beetles. He had to prove he was bigger than the other boys in more ways than height and weight. He needed to have something in his pants to prove he was as much, if not more of a boy than anyone else. He wished he could get rid of his puffy nipples, but Kurtis had the biggest chest in the camp.

There would be a risk. If he was caught in the Butterfly dorm again there would be hell to pay. But that didn't matter. He had to prove to the other boys that he was really one of them. None of the boys had seen him 'naked' and they still teased him. He had to put that to bed.

Rebekah saw that Kurtis wasn't back at lunch, he would have to wait for dinner.

Dinnertime arrived; Kurtis was at dinner. She was with her Butterfly friends. This was Rebekah's opportunity. He exited the lunchroom and went straight for the Butterfly's dorm. He knew exactly where Kurtis' footlocker was now. He didn't have to look around this time. Inside he found the orb where he expected it. It only took a few seconds before there was a dick in Rebekah's briefs. He cupped his dick and balls with his hand to make sure they were there and smiled. Then he ran out of the dorm to make sure he couldn't be caught inside.

Kurtis, as with all the other swaps, since she got to camp, didn't notice anything as her penis disappeared to be replaced with a tight slit. Kurtis was no longer an apparent girl; she was a real girl where it counted. Although her shoulders were broader than an average girl her size as well as other slight differences.

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