Nothing But A Country Girl - The Field Hockey Team
Author’s Notes: (Please read, need some thoughts, information and input).
This is going to be my shot at main stream fiction with ab/dl themes. Lately I’ve had the stupid idea that I can maybe put this up on kindle and charge like $0.05 when its done and donate all proceeds to maintenance of a community board like this one or SK… I dunno, might be interesting to trawl the kindle UA and see if diapers and TG/Teen romance are a no go. This story is already 20 pages and I haven’t made it through the first day in story… sooo it’s going to be looooong.
Anyways, originally I wrote a story called “My Real Country Family” about a girl asked to live a lie for her cousin. A friend of mine asked that I re-write and change the main character to a boy, and then have him pretend to live the same lie as a girl (thus adding another layer to it). I renamed it “Nothing But A Country Girl” and changed some fairly major plot points around. The story turned out pretty good and I got a lot of positive feedback on it.
I’ve gotten a few e-mails and requests for a sequel and on a long train ride I hammered out the basic plot and started the first few chapters for a continuation.
The problem is that this story is still very much in a rough draft and there’s a few things I’m not happy about with yet. First, the opening has way too much information. As with any sequel, trying to establish the story assuming that the reader might not have read the first one makes for an interesting challenge. I redid the opening about 5 times already, trying to set it up without losing the hook… If anyone has any input or opinions on whether or not its readable, I’d appreciate it.
Second, the cast of characters is HUGE. I’ve mapped out 19 characters already; 13 of them playing major roles. I’m cautious and a bit worried it won’t turn out well, but I also see it as sort of a challenge. J.K. Rawling managed as many and more in her Potter novels, and to make a vibrant school for the main character, I know I need a lot of characters. Hopefully they’re not coming off as too cliché though. The mean cheer-leaders vs. the social outcasts has been done many times before, but for what I wanted to accomplish, I felt it was the best method. I’d be open to ideas though for making the primary antagonists something else, but I still need them to fit into an air of superiority to maintain the struggle and issues on the main character.
Also the original story with the main character as a girl can be found on here at http://abdlstoryforum.info/forums/index.php/topic,4493.0.html and the modified version featuring a sissy can be found here in PDF http://www.foxtalestimes.com/Stories/Nothing_But_A_Country_GIrl.pdf
This sequel follows the sissy version.
Nothing But A Country Girl - The Field Hockey Team
By : CS Fox
Chapter 1
“And you’re sure you’ll be okay?” Will asked, putting a firm hand on my shoulder.
“This hot thang? She’ll be fiiiine, she’s got me with her. I’d beat up sharks for this girl,” Anna said with a grin and emphasis on girl.
I sighed. “My bag has supplies. We should be all right, we’ve both been working on our bathroom habits and the pull-ups should do.” I said finally, blushing my way through the concerned look of my pseudo father. Will gave me a hug.
In the past year my life had become some strange fiction turned reality. You can skip ahead if you like, but if you’re a drifting spirit who’s unfamiliar with the shenanigans of my life, please let me explain a little.
Just after the end of my last school year, my parents divorced. Mentally, I was a little broken. Rather then fight a lengthy custody battle over me, my parents took the selfish choice of starting anew, and sent me off to live with my crazy cousin Sherry.
When I say crazy, I don’t mean like pants-on-head crazy, but more like ‘has-you-live-a-lie-to-get-what-she-wants’ crazy. In my first few days living with her, she had me pretending to be a girl with a problem. My real name is Mason… but I go by Madison these days… long story.
So yah, I came to live with my cousin and she had me live life as a girl who suffered from incontinence. It was all for the benefit of the guy she liked and his daughter. It’s a bit of a stretch, I know, but the weird thing was I kind of found myself in the whole process. The lie became the truth.
I’ve always been a little confused on whether my body reflected my mind, but spending some time as a troubled girl felt more like the real me then being a boy did. During my exploration, I also found a family. It’s been three months, and in that short time, I’ve found a daddy in Will and I’ve found a sister in his daughter, Anna. The two of them have moved in with Sherry and I, and we are living together in what has easily been the best times of my life.
Except, summer was over… Anna had the bright idea that her and I should attend public school. We’re both going to be sophomores, and to a point, this is a social step forward for Anna. For the past few years Anna had been home schooled. Her dad was a little over protective since the accident that took her mother’s life and left her with one less leg and a lingering bladder problem… and through that time she had socially cut herself off from friends until she’d met me.
“Give us a call if you’re going to be staying after school, you got that hun?” Sherry said from the kitchen. She came to join us in the foyer a moment later with two bag lunches.
“We’ll call,” Anna said and I just nodded along dumbly as we were handed our lunches and walked out the door.
Earlier in the week Sherry had gone to the school to affect our transfer-in. We would be starting school a week late. I’m not really sure how, but Sherry had been able to register me for the school as a girl. Apparently she had a friend in the admin office… I dunno, but I was a little nervous about it. I’d never really tried to pass off as a girl for an extended period of time. Sure, I was basically living as a girl at home, but it was different on a farm and away from lots of people. How would girls react if they saw through what I was while using their bathroom?
Anna caught my worried expression as I dragged my feet on the way up our driveway. Usually everyone walked ahead of her since she had the limp a prosthetic leg ensures.
“Aww cheer up Madison, you look like we’re doing the long walk to gallows.”
I looked at her sidelong. “Somehow I don’t image you were always so perky on the first day of school.”
Anna shrugged. “Its been a few years since I’ve been to public school. It’s an opportunity, I can meet all the hick kids, befriend them, and hang around my adorable little sister in the process. It’s win win.”
“Call them hicks to their face and we’ll see how far you get.”
“Oh c’mon Madison… the farm has been fun since Sherry and my dad got those horses and cows, but our world can’t consist of just four people and livestock. We have to venture out into the greater unknown some day.”
She took my hand, interlacing her fingers. I sighed but appreciated the gesture. “Our world accepts what I am in every aspect… I’m not so sure the rest of the world will.”
“You’ll be fine… I mean, hell, you make a beautiful girl… slightly unpotty trained, but no one has to know that.”
I rolled my eyes. “You’re one to talk. Don’t think I didn’t notice you woke up wet every day this week. I can count goodnights in the trash you know.”
Anna punched my shoulder lightly. “Nights don’t count. I’m winning during the day. Although both of us are doing surprisingly well if I might say so myself… even if we are in pull-ups.”
We reached the end of the driveway and the two of us leaned against the spokes of the simple wood fence marking the far boarder of the family farm.
The two of us looked like family, even if we weren’t biologically. Anna had long brown hair that she liked to wear straight and tucked over her left ear. She also had a pair of expressive blue eyes. My eyes were almost the same color, but my hair had my cousins dirty blond coloring and a natural bounce that Anna always said she was jealous of. I had let my cousin Sherry talk me into cutting my bangs a little shorter while putting the rest back with a set of pink clips, it gave me the overall look of a cute country girl and secretly I was pleased.
We would be attending Long Reed High School, the two of us were close enough in age that we were both coming in as Sophomores. The school didn’t require uniforms, so we were dressed comfortably. Anna in a pair of tan slacks, loose enough to get her fake leg in and out of, and a stylish t-shirt with a picture of Evil Ernie on the back. I was wearing a loose pair of capris, and a short sleeve girl’s polo. I also had on small pair of B-cup breast forms in a sports bra that Sherry had special ordered for me. All things considered, I could rock this like a girl in a way that felt natural.
The yellow bus pulled up a few minutes later and we hopped on with our bags. There were only half a dozen other students on it already. Some looked at us with casual indifference, but there were one or two boys who gave us a good going over with their eyes. As a girl, this kind of thing had become much more apparent then I’d remembered in my previous life.
The ride was a full 30 minutes, stopping every 10 or so to pick up kids at their driveways or on corners. There were a few that came from a trailer park which got a giggle from Anna till I poked her for it. This far away from major cities, the school was a bit further from home then I was used too.
We finally made it to Long Reed High. Our bus pulled up behind a few others just like it and released us into the slowly growing crowd of kids headed inside. It was a bit weird to be back at school again, and I was a bit nervous as we first got off that everyone could see exactly what I was… but as the two of us joined the others, no one said anything or gave me more then a glance at my butt.
Anna was practically skipping along as best as her legs would allow. “It’s a blue day! Home room first!” she said as she took me by the hand and started leading us into the main hallway. Our schedule was done up in blocks with a total of 6 classes and 1 homeroom. We’d have three each day and home room every morning. The two of us shared the same home room, but only shared Algebra on blue days and English on gold days. We were fortunate enough to have the same lunch.
“How you holding up on the bathroom stuffs?” Anna said as we passed a bathroom headed toward the Sophomore class areas. I turned my head and watched the bathroom and the large number of students going in and out and hanging by the doors. I was a bit too nervous to attempt something like that just yet. Plus I was doing well enough to know when I needed to go these days.
“I’m doing all right, we only left home like an hour ago, I should be fine.”
Anna nodded and soon enough the two of us were able to find our home room and introduce ourselves to our teacher, Mrs. Amfleet.
“I’m Anna Ulster, and this is my sister Madison Ulster,” Anna said with an enthusiastic smile. She had added her last name onto mine, which Sherry had also done when signing me up to keep pretenses.
“Nice to meet you girls, its only been a week so you haven’t missed much. I’m sure your other teachers will be able to give you a little extra homework to accommodate.”
I frowned at that, but Mrs. Amfleet didn’t seem the most observant teacher behind her thick horn rimmed glasses.
“You can take the pair seats in the middle of the class, they’re the only spots where you’ll both be together.”
We both nodded and took our seats. We had a few minutes and as the start of class neared, more students began to file in. We got more direct looks of curiosity as people realized there were new students in their class.
The first bell rang, and our teacher went through some basic announcements, welcoming everyone back from the weekend. Finally she turned to us.
“I’d like to introduce our two new students. Come on girls, why don’t you stand up and tell us your names,” Mrs. Amfleet asked.
Anna and I stood up and got to the front. Anna was smiling ear to ear as she made her way up, but her smile faltered a little as some of the class began to whisper about her limp. There was a group of preppy girls near the front who were all talking amongst themselves and one was pointing at Anna’s leg.
Mrs. Amfleet gestured to me. “My name’s Madison… Madison Ulster” I said with an immediate blush, hearing my voice squeak in nervousness. There were some giggles from the class, but they weren’t necessarily negative from some of the slight smiles I got from the boys. “And this is my sister,” I said looking to Anna.
“My name’s…”
“Is it Peg?” asked one of the preppy looking girls in a loud whisper.
“Haha, or I-lean?” Her friend asked next to her. There was some quiet laughter amongst the girls around them.
Anna hadn’t said her name yet. As soon as she’d heard the suggested names, it was as if the breath had been stolen right out from her lungs. She moved her mouth, trying to say something but coming up short like a fish out of water. I took her hand and gave it a squeeze as she’d done for me earlier, trying to let her know she wasn’t in front of them alone.
Anna pulled her hand away from mine, making two fists at her side. “My name’s Anna,” she said no longer smiling. She suddenly looked as awkward and shy as me, as well as a little angry.
In that awful moment, I could see the happiness and excitement that had been building for Anna and her triumphant return to high school just disappear. She trudged back to her desk in a slump, limping, albeit proudly in defiance of quiet giggling.
Our teacher looked at us not sure what had just happened, but eager to get on with homeroom. “Well thank you girls for introducing yourselves. I think you’ll do fine here.”
