Feminized By My Mother

'Do wha?' I internally mumbled, and squeezed with my fingers. What was that? I rubbed around. It was dark and I was somewhat intoxicated so for a moment I didn't get where my hand was. There was something soft under it, I pawed around, it was soft but there was a lump. It was a bag or something; maybe he wanted me to get him something out while he drove.

I felt about for a button or clasp, found a zipper and pulled down, reaching inside. It was warm, and furry, like there was a fur blanket in there; I wrapped my fingers around something and pulled it out. It was stuck and I tugged it some but it didn't come out.

"Waz dis?" My fem voice was slurred; the liquor was sneaking up on me.

I squeezed it and ran my fingers up its length until I felt the bulbous head, then it clicked and I pulled my hand away.

"Eh, thas no nice..." I hiccupped. Those were bitch drinks weren't they? How much alcohol had I had?

"Hey babe I just put your hand on my lap!" Dickey laughed. "It's okay relax."

I did that to myself I guessed. "Ohhh, is okay."

We got home and I fell out the car door. Dickey came around the side and said, "You need some help Danielle?"

"Not drunk!" I said, "I walk fine." When I lay there unmoving her picked me up and carried me inside. He was skinny but strong.

"You strong..." I muttered.

He took me up to my mom's room and laid me on her bed, I guess he didn't know where my room was.

"Do you want something to drink?" he asked.

"Yes, you a gentmen you are go. Go bring drink." Some water would be good, or soda.

In a few minutes he put a glass in my hand and I started gulping it down. It was like a slushy or something. Wait no...

"Dis not wata." I said.

"Haha, no you didn't say water, sorry. It's your mom's strawberry daiquiri. Are you doing okay?"

Ugh, alcohol. That wasn't good. "Oh I fine! Just loss my balance." I hiccupped.