Neighborly Chapter 1

A man in his late forties, casually dressed in a well-fitted navy t-shirt and faded jeans, walks up the pathway to his neighbor's house. His hair is slightly tousled, and he carries himself with an easy confidence, though there's a hint of nervousness in his demeanor---likely because he's new to the neighborhood. The sun has risen, casting a warm, golden light over the tidy suburban street, and he takes a moment to admire the well-kept garden in front of the house before knocking on the door.

The woman opens the door slightly leaving the chain. She recognizes the man as the creepy man who moved in next door. She couldn't help but to feel the bad vibes coming off the man although she couldn't pin down exactly what it was that disturbed her. Those feelings evaporated as soon as the two locked eyes. Her disposition changed and she closed the door to unfasten the chain.

As if she never opened the door the first time, she opens it again. She projects the image of a friendly woman in her early thirties and greets him with a large somewhat vacant smile. She's dressed in a comfortable tan cardigan over a simple floral blouse and midi skirt, her hair pulled back into a neat ponytail. She immediately recognizes him as the handsome new neighbor who just moved in next door.

"Hi there," the man says with a polite smile, "I'm your new neighbor, just moved in next door. I, uh, hate to be that guy, but...I was looking through the boxes from the old house and I can't find the box that contained all my underwear. I was wondering if I could borrow a pair of panties. You see I have to be at work in an hour and I don't have time to...."

The woman's smile widens. She cuts him off as she knows exactly what he needs. "Oh, of course! No problem at all. Come on in," she says, stepping aside to let him enter.

The man steps inside, looking around at the cozy, well-decorated home. The scent of fresh flowers and a hint of baked goods fill the air, making the atmosphere even more inviting. As they walk through the house toward the master bedroom, the woman makes small talk, asking him about his move, how he's settling in, and if he's met any of the other neighbors yet. The man responds with friendly enthusiasm, mentioning how everyone he's met so far has been very welcoming.

"Where are my manners?" the woman says rhetorically, "My name is Allison."

"I'm Danny."

"Nice to meet you, Danny."

The pair chuckle at the thought they had been carrying on a conversation without knowing each other's names.

They enter Allison's bedroom. It is a serene sanctuary, arranged in a spacious, rectangular layout measuring approximately 15 by 20 feet. Upon entering, the room reveals a harmonious blend of warmth and elegance. The bed is positioned centrally against a feature wall painted in a soft blush pink, creating a focal point that draws the eye. The remaining walls are adorned in a calming taupe, which enhances the room's tranquility. The hardwood floor is covered by a large, light gray area rug with a subtle geometric pattern, adding both comfort and visual interest.

The bed, a queen-sized model, boasts a tufted, light gray upholstered headboard that exudes sophistication. Its white bedding is accented with blush pink and gray throw pillows, complemented by a matching blush pink knitted throw. Flanking the bed are minimalist whitewashed oak nightstands, each topped with a sleek lamp featuring a brushed gold base and white drum shade. These nightstands also display small potted succulents and a few stylish books, adding a personal touch. Across from the bed, a low-profile dresser in soft gray with polished silver handles holds a large, rectangular mirror with a gold frame, reflecting light and enhancing the room's airy feel.

In one corner, a cozy reading nook features a plush light gray armchair paired with a whitewashed oak side table, on which rests a modern lamp with a gray shade. This nook is further accented by a small, textured rug in complementary shades of gray. The walk-in closet, accessed through sliding frosted glass doors, offers ample storage with custom shelving and hanging space. Floor-to-ceiling white curtains filter natural light from the large window, creating a bright and inviting atmosphere. Overall, the bedroom exudes a serene and sophisticated ambiance, blending soft tones with elegant furnishings and personal details.

Allison walked to the wall opposite the closet to a chest of drawers made of oak with gold nobs She pulled on the pair of nobs to open the bottom drawer. Inside she exposed lingerie of every style and color. She gestures inside with a smile. "I've got bikinis, briefs, boy shorts, high-legs. I even have some thongs.. Take your pick."

The man chuckles, slightly surprised by the variety. "Wow, you've got all the options! Let me see it's such a hard choice. Maybe you should..."

"Sure thing," Allison says, she grabs a pair of pale-yellow skamps. She hands it over with a warm smile. "Here you go."

"Wait, wait, wait, Take these too and these," Allison selects several pairs of random panties."

The man takes the cup with a grateful nod. "Thanks a lot. I really appreciate this. I'll make it up to you, I promise."

"You said you couldn't find any of your underwear?"

"No."

"So no bras either?"

"No," Danny looks down at the floor seemingly embarrassed.

"Wait right here."

Allison exits the bedroom and comes back with a bag. She takes the panties she had selected from Danny and refolds them before placing them in the back. Then she looks over the drawer and like a person selecting desserts from a tray, she picks out several bras and tights. She even selects two half-slips: one in nude and one in black. She places them all in the bag.

"That is too generous. I couldn't," Danny protests.

The woman waves off his concern. "Oh, don't be silly. It's my pleasure! Happy to help. If you need anything else, just let me know."

The man smiles as he turns to leave. "You're too kind. Thanks again, neighbor!" He gives her a quick wave and heads out the door, carefully carrying the bag with about a dozen pairs of Allison's lingerie.

Allison trusted Danny immediately. "If you ever have a problem and need anything at all, the code to my door is three, six, twelve. Help yourself," she called out as he opened her front door.

"Thank you. Thank you very much."

As Danny walks back to his house, he can't help but feel a sense of relief and comfort, knowing that he's landed in a neighborhood with such 'kind' and 'generous people'. He is already thinking about what Allison keeps in that huge walk-in closet of hers. He plans on finding out in the coming days. But as for now, he has to get to his home and put his new treasures away. There is another neighbor on the opposite side of his house that he needs to visit this morning.

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Neighborly Chapter 2

Danny's heart races as she waits on the porch, his hand still lingering near the doorbell after ringing it. Danny was always nervous when meeting people for the first time. He knew he shouldn't be, but he couldn't help himself.

Eighteen-year-old Gina looked through the peephole. It was that creepy guy who moved in just next door. She was about to say, "My parents are not home," when she caught a glimpse of the man's eye. Instead of rebuffing him, she decided to be friendly.

The door swings open to reveal Gina, her bright smile and sparkling eyes making Danny instantly feel at ease.

"Hey! You must be new here," Gina says, her voice full of warmth.

"Yeah, I just moved in next door," Danny replies shyly. "I was wondering... what's the school like?"

"What's school like?"

"Yeah, I'm going to be enrolled at the high school. I wanted to know what to expect."

"Oh, it's awesome! You've come to the right place. I'm one of the seniors. My friends and I rule the school. The teachers are cool, and there's always something going on. Everyone's really friendly too," Gina explains as she steps aside and gestures for Danny to come inside.

Danny follows Gina into her home, feeling a sense of relief at how welcoming his new neighbor is. The pair sit down in the cozy living room, and Gina starts describing the school in more detail---the fun events, the popular hangout spots, and the different clubs and teams.

As they talk, Danny notices a set of pompoms on the floor and a cheer uniform draped over a chair. His eyes light up. "Are you a cheerleader?"

"Yeah! It's so much fun. We cheer at all the games, and the squad is like a big family," Gina says proudly. "Have you ever thought about joining?"

"I've always wanted to try it," Danny admits, his excitement bubbling over. "But I've never actually done it before."

Gina's eyes twinkle with excitement. " Oh, it's so much fun! It's a lot of hard work too, but it's worth it. I can show you some of the routines We're always looking for new members, and I bet you'd be great at it!"

Danny hesitated for a moment, then smiled and nodded. "That would be amazing!"

Gina led Danny into her house, and they headed to the spacious living room. It was filled with trophies and photos of Gina and her cheer squad. Gina put on some upbeat music and started teaching Danny some of the basic moves.

"Why don't you try on my spare uniform?"

"You think I should?"

"Yeah, there is something about wearing the uniform that gets you into the routine. Put it on, it won't bite you. I'll put on my uniform too." Gina handed Danny a cheerleading dress with a blue bodice and red skirt with white and red accents around the neck and arms.

Gina started to undress. Danny with the uniform in hand headed to the bathroom to put it on.

"Where are you going?"

"To change."

"Don't be silly. What do you have to hide?"

"Umm, nothing, I guess."

Danny unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off his torso, then after kicking off his shoes, he unzipped his slacks and let them drop to the floor. He was wearing only his underwear and socks.

"Take it off."

Danny removed his socks.

"Those come off too, we have special undies that we wear that match the uniform. I'll get them," Gina said as she looked in her drawer.

When Gina turned her back, Danny removed his underwear. He was naked. His penis was plain to see. Gina didn't notice anything was amiss when she returned with a pair of dark tights and cheer panties.

"Put these on."

"Kay, which comes first?"

"The tights silly, then the panties."

"Got it."

Danny sat down and pulled on the tights. Then came the panties and finally he slipped the skirted cheer uniform over his head. Gina was wearing the same outfit.

"How do I look?"

Gina gave him a thumbs up.

"You look great! Now let's practice together."

For the next hour, Danny and Gina laughed, stumbled, and cheered their way through various routines. Gina was patient and encouraging, and Danny found himself getting the hang of it faster than he expected.

By the end of their practice, they were both out of breath and grinning from ear to ear. Gina looked at Danny with a friendly sparkle in her eyes. "You know, the squad is always looking for new members. You should totally try out."

Danny couldn't believe what he was hearing. "You think I could?"

"Absolutely," Gina replied with confidence. "You've got the spirit, and that's what really counts."

Danny left Gina's house that day feeling more confident and excited than ever. He was still wearing the cheer uniform and carrying his spare clothes in his arms. Moving to a new place wasn't so scary anymore, especially now that he had a new friend and a chance to be part of something special.

"Will I see you at school tomorrow?"

"I don't think so. It'll take a few days for the paperwork to go through."

"Don't worry about returning the uniform, I'll get it whenever.

"Bye."

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Neighborly Chapter 3

One evening, Danny decided to introduce himself to his neighbor from across the street. The woman who answered the door was stunning, with long legs accentuated by a short skirt, a bra top that showed off her toned midriff, and heels that clicked confidently on the floor. She had a magnetic presence that was hard to ignore.

"Hi, I'm Danny. I just moved in across the street," Danny said with a friendly smile.

The woman didn't think that Danny was odd. She had had many men who were much odder than Danny was. But Danny, being in his fifties, was too old for the 34-year-old woman. She was about to brush him off when she and Danny locked eyes. His attitude changed immediately.

The woman grinned, revealing perfectly white teeth. "Hey there! I'm Lexi. Welcome to the neighborhood. They call me the black sheep around here, but I like to think of myself as the life of the party."

Danny chuckled, feeling an immediate connection with Lexi. "The black sheep? Why's that?"

Lexi shrugged with a playful smirk. "I guess it's because I love wearing sexy clothes and hitting the clubs. Not everyone here is as...free-spirited as I am."

"Honestly, that sounds kind of fun."

"You're in luck, babe," Lexi said, eyeing Danny up and down. "How about I show you a few tricks of the trade? We can start with your look."

Danny smirked. "Sure, why not?"

Lexi led Danny into her house, which was decorated with vibrant colors and an eclectic mix of furniture. She pulled Danny into her bedroom, where a vanity filled with an array of makeup products and accessories sat under a large, lighted mirror.

"The first thing, that has got to go."

"I've had it for a long time."

"I don't care it has to go. Trust me."

Danny let Lexi use a scissor to trim down his beard, then she used wax to remove the remaining traces. "This is going to hurt, but it's worth it."

"OK, now that that's done, we can get to the serious work. We'll start with some products to smooth and and even out your skin," Lexi said, her tone brimming with enthusiasm. "You've got great features, but we're going to make them pop."

For the next hour, Lexi expertly applied makeup on Danny, using bold colors and techniques Danny had never known existed. She taught Danny how to contour, create a dramatic smoky eye, and apply a sultry red lipstick. The transformation was stunning.

Afterward, Lexi rummaged through her closet, pulling out an array of provocative outfits---short skirts, fitted dresses, tops that accentuated every curve, and lingerie.

"OK, strip," Lexi demanded.

Danny didn't hesitate. He knew that Lexi wouldn't acknowledge anything that she wasn't expecting.

Lexi decided that it wasn't only Danny's face that needed waxing. Soon he was smooth all over.

Danny tried on outfit after outfit. The distinction between lingerie and outerwear was blurred. Lexi didn't consider Danny's penis or lack of curves when selecting an outfit.

Lexi disappeared while Danny was slipping into a lacy number that seemed more like a spider web than a bodysuit. She returned with a box of hair dye and handed it to Danny with a mischievous grin.

"How do you feel about red?" Lexi asked.

Danny, feeling adventurous, nodded eagerly. "Let's do it."

With Lexi's help, Danny's hair was soon tinted a vibrant shade of red, complementing her new exotic look. When they were finished, Danny looked in the mirror and barely recognized herself.

That won't do, your hair is too short. But I have a solution. Lexi slipped away again and returned with a wig. "You can wear this until you grow your hair out," Lexi stated.

"Wow," Danny breathed, turning to Lexi. "I look...amazing."

"Of course you do, honey," Lexi said with a wink. "You're going to turn heads everywhere you go."

Before Danny left, Lexi packed several outfits and makeup products into bags and handed them to her. "Consider these a welcome gift. Now you've got everything you need to make a statement."

Danny walked back to her house with his arms full of bags, feeling a rush of excitement. Moving into a new neighborhood had brought him many friends. Danny was eager to introduce himself to the other neighbors.

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Neighborly Chapter 4

Danny was lounging on his couch, enjoying a quiet evening, when her phone buzzed. It was a call from Allison, one of his new friends and next-door neighbors. Danny smiled, feeling a sense of camaraderie with Allison, who had been nothing but warm and welcoming since he moved in.

"Hey, Allison! What's up?" Danny answered cheerfully.

"Danny, I've got something exciting for you," Allison's voice bubbled through the phone. "There's someone I want you to meet---a guy named Jonathan. He's a total catch, and I think you two would hit it off."

Danny blinked in surprise. "Oh, uh, really? That sounds...interesting." Danny hadn't expected Allison to do anything like this.

"It's more than interesting!" Allison insisted. "I'm bringing him over in 20 minutes, so you'd better get dressed up nicely. I want you to look your best."

Danny chuckled nervously. "Wait, in 20 minutes? That's kind of short notice..."

"No excuses!" Allison said with a playful but firm tone. "You'll love him, I promise. And don't worry---I know you've got that dress I lent you. It'll be perfect."

Before Danny could respond, Allison hung up, leaving him standing in his living room with his phone in hand, feeling a mix of wonderment and anxiety. He glanced at the clock---20 minutes wasn't much time to prepare, but he didn't want to disappoint Allison.

Danny had been wearing male apparel when Allison called, he would have to change out of everything and into the dress that Allison suggested. Danny decided to wear only apparel that he had 'borrowed' from Allison, including a panty, bra, hose, and a slip in addition to a necklace, earrings, and a bracelet.

With a sigh and a small smile, Danny headed to one of his storage rooms, where he kept the dress Allison had lent him a few days ago. It was a sleek, elegant piece that hugged her curves in all the right places. He quickly changed into the dress, touched up her makeup, and brushed her hair, making sure she looked presentable.

As he checked himself in the mirror, Danny felt a flutter of anticipation. He had no idea who Jonathan was, but Allison seemed determined to play matchmaker. It would be fun to see try something new, like being fixed up for one of his new neighbors.

Just as he finished getting ready, the doorbell rang. Danny took a deep breath and walked to the door, smoothing down his dress. When he opened it, Allison stood there with a wide grin on her face, and next to her was a tall, handsome man with an easy smile.

The man's smile faltered for a second when he saw Danny. But after a moment of eye contact, Jonathan's smile returned to his face. Jonathon looked at Danny as if he was seeing a gorgeous woman approximately five years younger than himself, instead of the 50-year-old man dressed in drag that was standing before him.

"Danny, meet Jonathan," Allison said, practically beaming with excitement. "Jonathan, this is my fabulous friend and neighbor, Danny."

Jonathan extended his hand, and Danny shook it, feeling his nerves settle slightly as he returned his friendly gaze. "Nice to meet you, Danny. Allison's been telling me all about you."

"All good things, I hope," Danny replied with a laugh, glancing at Allison, who nodded enthusiastically.

"Only the best," Jonathan said, flashing a charming smile.

Allison clapped her hands together. "Great! Now that introductions are out of the way, I'll leave to two to get acquainted.."

Jonathan entered the house and Danny closed the door behind him.

"Would you like some coffee or something?" Danny asked.

"That would be great."

Danny serves the coffee and takes a seat opposite him on the couch. Jonathan sits next to Danny and then scoots over to get closer.

"You know, Danny, being here with you feels just right. I think we could really be something special." Jonathan says with a smile.

"Jonathan, this is moving very fast. I hardly know you.." Danny looks directly into Jonathan's eyes to show the seriousness of his words.

"I feel I know you. Allison told me so much about you."

"I don't think..."

Jonathan cut Danny off. He moved in close to give Danny a kiss.

Danny took control of the situation. Jonathan's self-assured attitude faltered. He didn't feel like a strong man anymore. He felt like a shy girl who has a crush on her teacher. All of Jonathan's sexual experience was wiped from his mind. From his moment on, he would crush on 'older' men, but would never have the courage to do anything about it. Embarrassed, he pushed himself away from Danny.

"I-I-I'm sorry. I don't know."

"It's alright. I understand."

"I think I should be going."

"So soon?"

"Yeah, I just remembered, I have to be somewhere."

"If you must."

Jonathan hurried out of Danny's home.

Danny didn't change apparel. He returned to lounging on the couch and watching TV. He mused that Jonathan at this moment was probably stuffing his face full of ice cream to make himself feel better. Tomorrow, he'll probably follow that up with a shopping trip. He'll most likely buy himself a tartan skirt and a floral blouse.

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Neighborly Chapter 5

Danny had just settled in for a lazy afternoon, lounging in his cozy living room wearing nothing but an oversized t-shirt and a pair of comfy jeans. The summer sun filtered through the curtains, casting a warm, golden light over the room. He was enjoying the rare tranquility, his messy hair, his makeup-free face, and not wearing a hint of anything feminine in any way reflected his relaxed state.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang, shattering the peaceful silence. Danny wasn't expecting anyone and, with a small sigh, he reluctantly got up to answer the door. When he opened it, he was greeted by a beaming Gina, his new 'friend from school', who was practically bouncing with excitement. Beside her stood a tall, athletic-looking guy with a friendly grin plastered on his face.

"Danny! Hey girl!" Gina chirped, her voice filled with enthusiasm. "I wanted to surprise you! This is Phil, a freshman at college. I just *had* to introduce you two. I think you guys would be perfect together!"

Danny's eyes widened in surprise as he glanced at Phil, who looked at him awkwardly. Phil turned quickly but then looked back for a second. He locked eyes with Danny. Danny immediately felt self-conscious about his underdressed state, wishing he'd at least put on something more presentable. His cheeks flushed slightly with embarrassment, but he forced a polite smile.

"Uh, hi, Phil," Danny managed, trying to keep his voice steady. "Nice to meet you."

Phil nodded, clearly sensing his discomfort but trying to be polite. "Nice to meet you too, Danny."

Danny quickly shifted his gaze back to Gina, who was practically glowing with excitement. Gina had always been the bubbly, impulsive type, and it was clear she hadn't considered the possibility that Danny might not be ready for an impromptu introduction like this.

"Gina, can I talk to you for a sec?" Danny asked, her voice slightly strained. Without waiting for an answer, he gently grabbed Gina's arm and pulled her aside into the hallway, out of Phil's earshot.

As Danny and Gina talked, Phil felt uneasy. He could feel his heart in his throat. "How did Gina convince me to go with her?" he wondered. This was so unlike him.

Once they were alone, Danny let out a small, exasperated sigh. "Gina, you really should have given me a warning before bringing someone over, especially a guy I don't know. I'm not exactly dressed for company, and I wasn't expecting anyone."

Gina's face fell slightly as she realized her mistake. "Oh, Danny, I'm so sorry! I didn't even think about that. I just got so excited about your two meeting, and I thought it would be a great surprise!"

Danny sighed again, but this time it was softer, more resigned. "I get that, Gina, and I appreciate the thought, but I would've liked a heads-up. I'm not really in the mood for this right now."

Gina's expression shifted from apologetic to determined as if she hadn't heard Danny's last sentence. She grabbed Danny's hands and squeezed them, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I know it's a little sudden, but come on, Danny! Just give it a chance. Phil's a great guy, and I really think you two would hit it off. You don't have to do anything fancy---just agree to go out with him, maybe grab a coffee or something."

Danny opened his mouth to protest, but Gina's pleading eyes and her unwavering excitement made it hard to say no. Before he knew it, Gina was already dragging him back into the living room where Phil was waiting, looking a bit awkward standing by himself.

"Gina, really, I don't---" Danny began, but Gina cut her off with a determined smile.

"So, it's settled! You two are going on a date," Gina announced triumphantly, as if it had been Danny's idea all along.

Phil's eyes widened in surprise, but then he smiled, looking both relieved and pleased. "I mean, if you're up for it, Danny. We could just keep it casual, no pressure."

Danny hesitated, still feeling out of his element, but with both of them looking at him expectantly, he knew he was cornered. Finally, he let out a reluctant sigh and nodded. "Okay, sure. Coffee sounds good."

Gina clapped her hands together, her excitement bubbling over once more. "Perfect! You guys are going to have so much fun!"

As Danny exchanged a shy smile with Phil, he couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions---embarrassment, reluctance, but also a tiny bit of curiosity. He wasn't sure how this unexpected turn of events would play out, but with Gina's relentless enthusiasm driving the situation, it seemed he didn't have much choice but to go along with it.

As Gina and Phil walked away, Danny wondered when Lexi would be showing up at his door with a man for him.

Danny phoned Phil to finalize their plans. Danny would pick Phil up.

The date consumed Phil's thoughts. Despite it was going to be a casual date, Phil bought an entirely new outfit. He didn't leave anything to chance. He spent days looking for the perfect outfit. He chose a faux leather mini shirt paired with a beige gathered bodysuit. The bodysuit had long sleeves and a square neck in addition to a tulle overlay.

Phil wore the outfit with black knee-high boots, a gold snake chain necklace, dangling gold earrings, and a gold chainlink mini purse. Underneath he wore a black thong and matching demi bra.

The day before the date, Phil had his legs waxed and had extensions attached to his hair, which he styled in a high ponytail.

When Danny arrived for their date, he was dressed like a man wearing a polo shirt and skinny jeans.

The actual date only lasted about ninety minutes. Phil giggled throughout. He laughed at all of Danny's jokes and found excuses to touch Danny's hands or arms at every possible moment.

Danny promised that he would call Phil as soon as possible when he dropped Phil off at his door and gave him a slightly more than just friendly kiss.

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Neighborly Chapter 6

Danny hoped that Lexi wouldn't be the next of his neighbors to set him up with some guy. He had had enough for that for one week. Instead, Danny decided to find a new friend who wouldn't be looking

After some thought, Danny gathered up his courage and made his way across the street to a house where he'd seen a ten-year-old girl playing in the yard a few times before.

With a deep breath, Danny knocked on the door. After a moment, it opened to reveal a kind-looking woman with a warm smile. The surprised woman had been expecting a package from Amazon. "I'm sorry," she said when she saw Danny dressed in a red T-shirt and jeans. "I thought you were."

Danny's gaze met the woman's gaze and her embarrassment faded. She started again as if seeing Danny for the first time.

"Hello there," the woman greeted. "Can I help you?"

Danny smiled shyly. "Hi, I'm Danny. I live just across the street. I was hoping to meet the girl who lives here. Is she home?"

The woman's face lit up with recognition. "Oh, you must be the new neighbors! I'm Mrs. Crawford. It's so nice to meet you, Danny. My daughter, Cherie, she is ten, just like you.. Why don't you come in, and I'll introduce you?"

Danny nodded eagerly, stepping inside the cozy home. Mrs. Crawford led him down the hallway, calling out, "Cherie, come here for a moment! We have a visitor!"

A moment later, a girl with curly hair and a welcoming smile appeared in the doorway. "Hi, I'm Cherie," she said brightly.

"Danny, this is Cherie. Cherie, this is Danny from across the street," Mrs. Crawford said, introducing the two girls. Cherie didn't know why her mother was introducing her to an adult until she fell under Danny's spell.

"Hi, Danny! Do you want to play?" Cherie asked, her excitement clear.

Danny's face lit up. "Yeah!"

The Danny and Cherie quickly bonded, spending the afternoon running around the house, playing games, and sharing stories about school and their favorite activities. Cherie did most of the talking.

The first game they played was hide-and-seek, a classic that never got old. Cherie's house was full of nooks and crannies, perfect for hiding spots. Cherie giggled as she squeezed herself into a small space behind the curtains in the living room, holding her breath as Danny walked by, pretending not to see her. When Danny finally found her, they burst into laughter, thrilled by the chase.

While playing hide-and-go-seek, Danny split his pants, trying to contort himself into a small space.

"I think I should go home now and change," Danny told Mrs. Crawford.

"Nonsense, you can wear something of Cherie's. You're a little bigger than her," Mrs. Crawford told the almost fifty-year-old man. "But, I'm sure we can find something."

Mrs. Crawford fetched a pair of coral colored leggings. What was full-length on Cherie, was capri-length on Danny, but the stretch material could accommodate his size.

Next, they decided to build a fort in the living room. Using pillows, blankets, and cushions from the couches, they created a cozy hideaway, complete with a "secret entrance" made from a sheet draped over two chairs. Inside the fort, they told each other stories---some made up on the spot and others inspired by their favorite books. Danny shared a tale about a brave knight rescuing a dragon, while Cherie spun a story about a magical forest filled with talking animals.

As the day went on, they moved to the kitchen for a quick snack. Mrs. Crawford had left out some homemade cookies and juice, which they happily devoured before continuing their play. Feeling energized, they decided to play a game of charades. They took turns acting out different animals, movies, and TV shows, while the other tried to guess. The game became more animated with each round, with exaggerated gestures and dramatic flourishes.

Finally, they settled down with a board game, something a little calmer as the day started to wind down. They played a game of Candy Land, taking turns moving their colorful pieces along the winding path. Cherie about school, their favorite hobbies, and what she wanted to be when she grew up, all while enjoying the friendly competition.

Time seemed to fly by as they laughed and chatted, their voices filling the house with the sound of newfound friendship.

As the sun began to set and the sky darkened, Mrs. Crawford noticed the time. She found Cherie and Danny still playing and said with a smile, "It's getting late, Danny. I think it's time to walk you home."

"I can do it myself," Danny protested.

"It's dark now."

Danny acquiesced. Cherie walked with them to the door, and Danny and Cherie exchanged promises to play again soon. A new play date would be arranged.

Mrs. Crawford walked Danny back across the street to her house, chatting about the fun they had. When they reached Danny's front porch, Mrs. Crawford smiled warmly and said, "I'm glad you came over today, Danny. Cherie really enjoyed playing with you."

Danny grinned. "I had fun too. Thank you, Mrs. Crawford."

"Anytime, Danny. See you soon," Mrs. Crawford replied as she turned to head back home.

As Danny watched Mrs. Crawford walk away, he felt a sense of happiness and excitement. He had made another new friend, and he couldn't wait to see what other adventures awaited him in the days to come.

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Neighborly Chapter 7

Lexi couldn't believe her eyes when she spotted her friend Danny at a coffee shop one afternoon. There, sitting across from him, was a young man who couldn't have been older than 19. The scene caught Lexi by surprise, and she couldn't help but chuckle to herself, already thinking of how she'd tease Danny about this later. After only a few seconds, Lexi moved on. She didn't want Danny to see her.

A few days later, Lexi visited Danny at his home. Danny had his sexy MILF outfit on since he expected to see Lexi. He wore a tan spaghetti strap top with a low neckline, under a translucent white lacy cardigan with only the middle buttons fastened, and a gold necklace. He paired the top with tan capri-length leggings, fishnet pantyhose, and white heels. Danny was wearing his shoulder-length red wig.

As they sat in Danny's cozy living room, chatting over cups of coffee, Lexi decided it was the perfect time to bring up what she had seen.

"So, Danny," Lexi began with a sly grin, "I happened to see you at the coffee shop the other day. Looked like you were having a nice time with that *young* man."

Danny looked up from his cup, slightly startled. "Oh, that? No, no, it wasn't a date. Phil and I were just hanging out." He couldn't admit that he was on a date, Phil believed that Danny was a senior in high school, Lexi believed that Danny was a middle aged woman.

"Was Phil asking you to prom?"

"I'll have you know, that he is in college."

"OOOO, a college BOY." Lexi emphasized the work boy. "You're going out with a college boy."

"Not going out, hanging out!"

Lexi raised an eyebrow, not missing a beat. "Uh-huh, just hanging out. Sure. You know, if you're going to deny it was a date, you might want to rethink your choice in 'hangout' spots. Coffee shops are a bit of a romantic cliche, don't you think?"

Lexi didn't mind that Danny was being seen with younger men. That was part of the 'MILF' lifestyle. Lexi had dated men of all ages.

Danny rolled his eyes, but before he could respond, Lexi continued, clearly enjoying herself. "And can we talk about your outfit? Jeans and a graphic T-shirt, Danny? Really? I mean, if you're going to go out with a college boy, at least dress like you're out with a college boy!"

From Lexi's angle, she couldn't get a good look at what Phil was wearing. From Lexi's vantage point, she couldn't see that he was wearing a faux-leather skirt and a bodysuit. As far as the earrings, she just assumed it was one the the trends that the kids were wearing this season. Lots of Lexi's male friends wear studs in their ears.

Danny shook his head, half-laughing, half-exasperated. "Lexi, it wasn't a date, I swear. We're just friends."

Lexi leaned back, pretending to pout. "You're no fun, Danny. Here I was hoping for some juicy gossip, and all I get is 'just friends.' And don't think I didn't notice that T-shirt. What did it say again? 'I'm too old for this'? Because that would be perfect!"

Danny couldn't help but laugh at that, finally giving in a little. "It wasn't that bad! And for your information, the T-shirt had a cute cat on it, thank you very much."

Lexi grinned, sensing victory. "Ah, yes, because nothing says 'I'm totally not on a date with a teenager' like a cat T-shirt. I rest my case."

Danny threw up his hands, still laughing. "Okay, okay, you've had your fun. Can we change the subject now?"

Lexi chuckled, clearly satisfied. "Fine, I'll let it go---this time. But don't think I won't bring it up again the next time I see you at a coffee shop with a boy who wasn't alive during the 90s."

Danny shook his head, amused, and quickly steered the conversation in a different direction, grateful that Lexi had finally decided to let it go---at least for now.

Cherie knocked on Danny's door with a hopeful smile, clutching her favorite toy. When Danny answered, Cherie's eyes lit up.

"Hey Danny, can you come out and play?" Cherie asked eagerly. Cherie immediately noticed the red wig that Danny was wearing, but she didn't say anything.

Danny looked apologetically as long as Lexi was here, he couldn't go off with some ten-year-old. He couldn't tell Cherie that we was with a friend, she would want to 'play too'. "I'm really sorry, Cherie, but I can't right now. One of my mom's friends is over, and I'm not allowed to leave the house while she's here."

Cherie's smile faltered, and she nodded, trying to hide her disappointment. "Oh, okay. Maybe another time?"

"Definitely," Danny promised, giving his little friend a reassuring grin.

Cherie turned and walked back to her own house, her shoulders a bit slumped. She took a deep breath and reminded herself that she'd have plenty of chances to play with Danny in the future. As she walked home, she wondered about how Danny was dressed. He wasn't dressed as he usual was. It looks so adult. Danny was even wearing heels. "Strange," she thought.

"Who was that?" Lexi asked.

"The girl who lives across the street."

Lexi knew the girl As Lexi lived only one door down from Danny.

"What did she want?"

"Nothing important...Hey, I have an idea. Let's go shopping," Danny said trying to change the subject. The duo finished their coffee and headed out to the Joey Vaughan Boutique.

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Neighborly Chapter 8

Allison picked up her phone and dialed Danny's number. She wanted to talk to him. The date had gone very badly between Jonathan and Danny. Since she had set them up, she felt awful.

Danny also wanted to talk to Allison. It was time to modify their relationship. Danny wanted to be treated like her friend, but he didn't want her to think of him as a woman anymore, although she would accept him in any outfit he wore. He wanted her to think of him as her quirky best friend. It wouldn't phase her if she saw him dressed as a sexy MILF, as an older woman, as a cheerleader, as well as dressed normally in Allison's own apparel or any other way.

Danny arrived dressed in a perfectly coordinated suburban mom outfit---a crisp floral top, black leggings, and a pair of pale blue practical flats---Danny looked like he'd just stepped out of a neighborhood brunch.

As soon as Danny walked in, Allison couldn't help but tease her about the outfit. "You look like you're ready to take on a PTA meeting," Allison laughed, her eyes twinkling. Danny grinned, taking the comment in stride, as Danny sank into the cozy couch in Allison's living room. He crosses his legs in an exaggerated femininely manner.

"Oh my gosh, Danny! Why are you wearing that?" Allison laughs.

"Just channeling my inner soccer mom. What do you think? Too much?"

Allison couldn't possibly know, but the woman to whom his outfit originally belonged was a mother whose daughter was playing in a soccer league. The outfit and many pieces of the woman's wardrobe now belonged to Danny.

"You look like you're about to host a PTA meeting. But honestly, it suits you in a weird way."

"Are you calling me weird?"

"Definitely."

Allison and Danny giggle at the joke.

Allison sits down next to Danny, a more serious look crossing her face.

"Danny, I wanted to tell you something." (pauses) "I really treasure our friendship, you know that, right?"

"Of course, Alli. I feel the same way."

"Remember when I tried to set you up with Jonathan?" (sighs) "I realize now it was a mistake. I should have known he was too immature for you, and it wasn't fair to either of you."

"I'll just say, he was childish and leave it like that. But you know that even though I dress like this, I'm still a man. I'm not attracted to men. No more blind dates with men."

"I know some ladies too."

"No blind dates with anybody."

"I know. I know. I learned my lesson."

"Thanks, Alli. I'm glad we're on the same page. No more setup attempts, though, okay?"

"Promise."

They share a warm hug, holding onto the moment of understanding and appreciation for each other.

"So, spill the tea. What's been going on with you?"

"Oh, you wouldn't believe what happened at work yesterday..."

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Neighborly Chapter 9

Danny sat on the couch waiting. He knew she would be here soon. When he heard the doorbell ring, he clutched a bright red plush giraffe in his hand and walked to the door. He didn't open the door completely, he just opened it enough to stick his head out. The rest of his body was hidden behind the door.

"Hello," the 19-year-old woman said. "my mother told me you need a babysitter?"

Danny didn't say anything. He looked the young woman in the eye and nodded before opening the door wide enough for the woman to see him. Danny was dressed in nothing but a disposable diaper. Seeing an adult man, naked except for a diaper didn't concern the woman, not anymore. She knew that she was being paid to treat Danny like a two-year-old girl.

A big smile formed on the babysitter's face as she entered the house. "I'm Emily, we're going to have so much fun! You're Danny?"

Danny nodded.

"Great. Let's get started. What do you got there, giraffe? Wow, we'll have a lot of fun playing with it, but first, let's get you dressed."

Emily took Danny by the hand and led him to a changing table. She helped him up and had him sit on a soft changing mat. She lifted his arms and pulled a large yellow onesie adorned with cartoon animals over his head. Danny squirmed and giggled, trying to escape her grasp, but she was quick. She made him lie down on his back to wrap the onesie around his crotch and then she fastened the three snaps securing it over his diaper. She put matching yellow socks on his feet. Finishing the change with ease, she gave Danny's tummy a playful tickle as a reward before helping him down to the ground.

Emily sat cross-legged on the plush living room carpet, a colorful array of toys scattered around her. The 19-year-old college freshman had her light brown hair pulled back into a loose ponytail, a few stray strands framing her friendly, freckled face. Her eyes sparkled with amusement as she watched Danny crawl toward her, his hands clutching the stuffed giraffe.

When she thought the time was right, Emily took his hand and led him to the kitchen. She placed him into a chair, where he wiggled in anticipation. She tied a bib around his neck. She knew she could turn her back on Danny as if he was secured in a high chair.

Emily prepared a simple meal, mashing up some bananas and mixing them with plain yogurt. She handed him a spoon, guiding his hand as he messily fed himself, more food ending up on his face than in his mouth. She laughed softly, wiping away the yogurt from his face with a damp cloth.

The afternoon sun streamed through the sheer curtains, casting a golden glow over the cozy room. She reached over to grab a stack of picture books from the coffee table, selecting one with vibrant illustrations of animals. "Shall we read about some more animals, Danny?" she asked in a cheerful tone. Danny clapped his hands eagerly, settling comfortably against her as she opened the book and began to read, imitating the sounds of each animal they encountered.

Despite Emily's efforts to keep him entertained, Danny's mood began to shift. His fussiness started as a whine, then escalated to a full-on cry. She remained calm, directing him to the couch and cradling him in her arms. She rocked him gently, humming a soothing lullaby. She could feel his body gradually relax against hers, his cries softening to sniffles, then to quiet breaths. She continued to rock him, her voice a constant, comforting presence until his eyelids grew heavy and he drifted off to sleep.

She stood watching him sleep for a moment, a soft smile on her face. The mundane tasks of the day---feeding, changing, comforting---had all been done with care, each one a small, quiet act of love. The peaceful silence was only interrupted by the ticking of the clock and Danny's soft snores. Satisfied that he was comfortably settled, Emily began tidying up the scattered toys, preparing the room for when Danny would wake up ready for another round of play. Knowing her job was done, she collected her money from its hideaway and exited the house. Danny continued to sleep for several hours.

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Neighborly Chapter 10

Danny's day began with the excitement of heading over to Cherie's house to play. He put on a juvenile-styled one-piece swimsuit with a pink hearts print over a mint back. The sun was shining brightly as Danny walked across the street, eager to spend the day with one of his new friends. The warmth of the June day was perfect for splashing around in the pool, and Danny could hardly wait to get there.

When Danny arrived, Cherie greeted him with a big smile and a wave from the backyard, where the pool was already set up. Mrs. Crawford, Cherie's mom, was sitting under a large umbrella with a book in her lap, keeping an eye onDanny and Cherie while they played. The pool was a vibrant blue, the water shimmering in the sunlight, and Danny couldn't resist the urge to jump right in.

The two friends spent hours in the pool, laughing and playing games. They splashed each other, had races across the pool, Danny let Cherie win all the races and even tried to create synchronized swimming routines. The sound of their laughter filled the air, and the day flew by in a blur of fun and sun.

As the afternoon stretched on, Mrs. Crawford called the friends over for a break. She handed them each a towel and a glass of lemonade. The cool drink was refreshing after all the swimming, and they sat on the edge of the pool, kicking their feet in the water and chatting about cartoons and the upcoming school year. Cherie pressed Danny about which class he would be in. Danny said he didn't know.

After a while, Mrs. Crawford asked Danny if he wanted to spend the night. The idea was tempting, with the promise of more fun, but Danny politely declined. He explained that she had plans with Allison later and needed to head home before it got too late. Mrs. Crawford nodded understandingly, telling Danny she was always welcome to stay another time.

It wasn't until later, that Mrs. Crawford started to wonder about Danny and Allison. Allison was a senior in high school and eighteen years old. What possible plans could Danny have with her?

As the sun began to dip lower in the sky, Danny gathered his things, and Cherie walked him to the gate. The friends made plans to meet up again soon, and with a final wave, Danny dashed across the street to his house. He hoped that no one saw him wearing the childish swimsuit that he was wearing.. It had been a perfect summer day, filled with new experiences and the promise of more to come.

Danny's hopes were dashed when he saw Allison at his door. She had come over earlier than expected.

Allison took a long look at Danny's suit. It had a ruffle sleeve and low legs. It was clearly designed you a young girl. "You'll be a hit on the beach wearing that!" Allison joked.

"This, I umm..."

"You wanted to dress like a five-year-old?"

Danny had to make up a story. He tried to sprinkle in some truth too. "I was across the street with Cherie."

"Your new best friend."

"No, I'm sort of her babysitter," Danny paused as he formulated the lie. "She thinks she is too old to have a babysitter so I pretend to be her friend. It's easier that way."

"A likely story! Maybe, she is really your friend," Allison joked. "That's why you aren't at school yet."

"Yeah, that must be the reason. I'm really a tall ten-year-old. I fooled you."

"Are you going to practice wearing that or are you going to put on the uniform?"

"I think I should get dressed."

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Neighborly Chapter 11

Emily the babysitter had just departed and Danny was asleep dressed in a diaper and farm animal-themed onesie. When he heard the doorbell ring. He was jarred out of sleep, and called out, "Who is it?"

"It's Allison."

Danny realized his mistake immediately. If he wouldn't have said anything, Allison wouldn't know that he was home.

"Just a minute."

Danny reached down to his crotch and pulled open the three snaps there. He pulled the onesie over his head and thought about what to do. He didn't think he had time to pull off his diaper. Instead, he pulled a lilac and purple nightgown over his head. The nightgown had belonged to Gina, he shouldn't look juvenile wearing it. It certainly looked more appropriate than some of the things that Lexi had given to him.

Danny opened the door for Allison. He stood behind the door so that Allison couldn't see him. He thought that the gown was hiding the diaper, but he wasn't a hundred percent sure.

"What's up?"

"I wanted to talk to you about something. Can I come in?"

"Ummm."

"It won't take long."

"Sure."

Danny opened the door and let Allison step by him. Danny walked behind Allison and then plopped himself on the couch. He took a throw pillow and put it on his lap to hide the outline of the diaper.

"What's up."

"I wanted to talk to you about your date with Jonathan."

"I didn't like it. There isn't much to tell. I don't want to see him again."

"No, it's not that. Did he act strangely during the date?"

"Strangely?"

"Was he dressed oddly?"

Danny knew that every time Allison saw him, she should think that he was dressed oddly. Right at this moment, a onesie that he had just been wearing was stashed under the cushion that Allison was sitting on. Under his nightgown, he was still wearing a diaper.

"No, I don't think so. What's this all about?"

"He's not acting like himself."

"What do you mean?"

"It's hard to say. Last time I saw him he was wearing this tartan skirt and a cherry blouse, knee-high nylon socks, and Mary Janes."

"I see, have you known him to cross-dress before?"

"No, never."

"Maybe he just kept it hidden from you."

"No, he doesn't think he's dressed strangely. I looked through his closets and drawers, he threw away all his male clothes and replaced it with apparel you would find in a schoolyard of an all-girl middle school.

"I don't know what to tell you. I didn't see anything like that on our date. It was just a quick coffee thing you know."

"I know."

"Now, if you don't mind, I'm very tired. We can talk about this tomorrow."

"I'm sorry. I just wanted to make some sense of this."

"I don't blame you. I'll call you tomorrow."

"OK,"

Allison got up and headed to the door. Danny made sure to stay behind her. Danny gave Allison a hug, but he kept his crotch from her body so she couldn't feel the diaper.

Danny would have to think about what to do with Jonathan and Allison, Danny hadn't thought about how the changes in Jonathan's personality could cause complications for himself. Maybe he was too tough on Jonathan, he didn't have to give him the personality of a boy crazy 13-year-old girl.

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Neighborly Chapter 12

Danny eagerly prepared for his day of play at her friend Cherie's house. Wearing only a pair of girl's briefs with unicorns on them, he carefully chose the rest of his outfit, excited to be comfortable and stylish for the adventures ahead. He slipped into a pair of bright turquoise leggings that were perfect for active play, their lightweight fabric allowing his freedom of movement. His top was a cheerful, sunshine-yellow t-shirt adorned with a playful rainbow graphic that sparkled slightly with tiny, embedded sequins. The shirt's short sleeves and relaxed fit added to his ease, ensuring he wouldn't overheat while running around.

To complete her outfit, Danny pulled on a pair of white sneakers with vibrant pink and green accents. They were sturdy yet fun, providing the support he needed for a day full of running and jumping. He also wore a matching turquoise headband to keep his red hair neatly in place, its elastic band ensuring it stayed secure throughout his energetic day. With his outfit chosen, Danny felt ready and excited, his colorfully juvenile attire reflecting his enthusiasm for the day ahead.

Danny's day at 10-year-old Cherie's house was a whirlwind of fun and activity. From the moment Danny arrived, he and Cherie were bubbling with excitement. They kicked off their playtime with a lively game of hide-and-seek in the spacious backyard, their laughter echoing through the garden as they darted behind bushes and tree trunks. Cherie's backyard, with its inviting swings and climbing structures. Mrs. Crawford, Cherie's mommy, was a constant presence, gently guiding their play and offering new ideas when the girls needed inspiration.

As the day progressed, Mrs. Crawford helped transition their play from the backyard to inside, suggesting a craft project to give them a break from the physical activity. Danny and Cherie eagerly dove into making colorful friendship bracelets and decorating picture frames, their creativity flowing as they worked side by side. Mrs. Crawford was attentive and encouraging, stepping in with helpful tips and occasional snacks to keep their energy up. Her support ensured that the girls stayed engaged and happy, making the craft session a highlight of their day.

By mid-afternoon, after a light lunch and some quiet time watching a fun movie, Danny started to feel the effects of the busy day. The mix of energetic play, creative projects, and the warm, bustling atmosphere of Cherie's home had worn him out. Despite it being only 6:00 PM, Danny felt deeply tired and ready for bed. He politely told Cherie and Mrs. Crawford that he was feeling worn out and would need to rest. Mrs. Crawford, understanding and accommodating, helped Danny get comfortable while Cherie showed her a cozy spot where he could unwind. The day had been filled with joy and activity, but now it was time for Danny to recharge, reflecting on the fun memories made with his friend back at his own home.

Dany removed his play attire and headed toward the bathroom. He wanted to take a shower after a long day. Before he could step into the shower he heard the doorbell ring. He put on a pink cotton robe that would be appropriate to be worn by a girl of any age and answered the door. Lexi, a vibrant woman in her 40s with a zest for life, decided to visit her friend Danny one evening. He was surprised when Lexi showed up at his door, practically buzzing with excitement.

"Danny, you have to come with me tonight! There's a new dance club in town, and it's going to be amazing!" Lexi exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with enthusiasm.

Danny hesitated. "I don't know, Lexi. I'm not really in the mood for a club tonight."

Lexi wouldn't take no for an answer. "Come on, Danny! It'll be fun. You need to get out and let loose a little. I promise you'll have a great time."

Reluctantly, Danny agreed, and Lexi immediately set to work helping her get ready. Lexi rummaged through Danny's closet, as Danny took the shower he had planned, dismissing most of her friend's usual casual outfits.

"No, no, no... These are way too safe," Lexi muttered as she sifted through Danny's clothes. Finally, she found a turquoise sleek, form-fitting dress that Danny had belonged to Lexi at one time. "This is perfect! Trust me, Danny'll look amazing in this," Lexi muttered to herself. She paired the dress with a satin thong and a lacy thing that could be called a bra.

Danny looked at the dress, feeling a bit out of his comfort zone. "I don't know, Lexi. It's a bit too... revealing."

Lexi smiled reassuringly. "You'll look stunning, Danny. It's good to step out of your comfort zone sometimes. Let's do your makeup next."

Despite Danny's reservations, Lexi applied bold makeup, accentuating Danny's features in a way that was more dramatic than he was used to. When Danny finally looked in the mirror, he barely recognized herself. Danny mused about his day, all afternoon he played like a ten-year-old, but tonight he would be playing like a MILF.

"You look incredible!" Lexi said, grinning. "Now, let's go have some fun."

At the club, the music was loud, and the atmosphere was electric. Lexi thrived in the environment, immediately drawing the attention of several men. She wasn't content with just having fun herself; she wanted Danny to enjoy the night too.

Spotting a pair of men who seemed like a good match, Lexi waved them over and introduced them to Danny. When the men saw what looked like a fifty-year-old man wearing a sensual dress, the men were shocked, but after Danny looked into their soul in his unique way, they treated Danny as they would any sexy woman.

Lexi's infectious energy helped Danny relax, and soon he found herself dancing and laughing along with everyone else.

As the night went on, Danny realized that he was actually having fun, something he hadn't expected. He had never gone out with men before. Lexi had managed to bring out a side of him that he rarely showed, it felt good to let loose, even if just for one night.

Danny had stepped onto the dance floor with the intention of keeping his distance, just moving to the rhythm and letting the music wash over him. He wasn't used to the kind of close, intimate dancing she saw around him with a man. Lexi had already paired him up with a man---someone he had just met and whose name he had quickly forgotten. He expected to keep it casual, not letting things get too close.

But as the music pulsed through the club, something unexpected happened. Danny's dance partner, a tall man with a warm smile, moved closer to her, his hands gently resting on his waist. At first, Danny felt a twinge of discomfort. He wasn't used to this and wasn't sure how to respond. He thought about stepping back, keeping that safe distance.

Then, as the music slowed, the man leaned in a bit more, his touch growing softer, more deliberate. To his surprise, Danny found himself not pulling away but leaning into it. The warmth of his hands, the way he guided him in the dance, made him feel something he hadn't anticipated. There was a tenderness in his touch, an invitation to let go of his reservations. It might have been the three daiquiris Danny had consumed. He didn't care.

He felt a rush of emotions---curiosity, excitement, and a flutter of nervousness. The closeness, the connection they shared in that moment, was something new for him. As the man's hand caressed him back, tracing small circles with his thumb, Danny's initial apprehension melted away. He found himself moving with him, matching his rhythm, and feeling a thrill he hadn't expected.

For the first time, Danny realized that he liked the intimacy of the dance, the way it made him feel alive and connected to someone he had just met. It was as if the music and the atmosphere of the club had swept him into a different world, one where he could let go of his usual boundaries and just be in the moment.

By the time the song ended, Danny was left breathless, not just from the dancing but from the new sensations coursing through him. He had forgotten his name, but he would remember this feeling for a long time.

By the time they left the club, both Danny and Lexi were tired but exhilarated. Lexi, always the life of the party, had succeeded in her mission to get Danny out of the house and into a new experience.

"See? I told you it would be fun," Lexi said with a wink as they walked back to Danny's car.

Danny smiled, feeling grateful for his friend. "You were right, Lexi. Thanks for pushing me to come out tonight."

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Neighborly Chapter 13

"Can we stop for a second, I have to go to the bathroom," Danny told his friend Gena.

Gena came over for more cheer practice and to give Danny more gossip about the goings-on at the high school. Gena liked coming to Danny's house, his parents always seemed to be away.

She followed Danny to into his bedroom where the bathroom was. Danny closed the door. A little bored, Gena decided to look through Danny's closet.

"What are you doing?" Danny shouted when he saw her

Gena ignored her friend. Instead, she pulled out a sexy dress in a dry-cleaning bag.

The dress is a striking combination of hot pink and black, designed to turn heads on the dance floor. It is made of sheer mesh fabric that clings to the body, leaving just enough to the imagination. The bodice is predominantly hot pink, with strategically placed black accents that create a contrast, emphasizing the wearer's curves.

The neckline plunges into a deep V, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of skin, while thin, black spaghetti straps crisscross over the shoulders, adding a delicate yet edgy touch. The back of the dress features a daringly low scoop, showing off the wearer's back and adding to its allure.

The hemline is short, ending mid-thigh to showcase the legs, while the form-fitting silhouette hugs the body from the bust down to the hips, accentuating an hourglass figure. The mesh fabric is semi-transparent in places, with pink and black panels creating a pattern that draws attention to the waist and hips.

The overall effect of the dress is bold and sexy, perfect for a night out at a trendy club, making the wearer feel confident and glamorous.

"Whoa, Danny, what's this? This is hot! Are you sneaking out to clubs without me?"

Danny laughed nervously. He had just picked up the dress from the cleaners, it was still plastic wrapping. Danny had worn the dress a few days before when he went to another club with Lexi. "What? No way, Gina. That's my mom's dress," he lied. "Put it down before you get it wrinkled or something. Gena placed the dress on the bed. She didn't want to put it back into the closet.

Gena raised an eyebrow. "Your mom's? C'mon, Danny, I know your mom's style. This is way too... let's say, trendy for her."

"You know my mother?"

"I know what you said about her."

"I didn't include everything. I swear, it's hers! She just likes to keep up with fashion. And besides, I'm eighteen like you, I'm not even old enough to go to clubs where alcohol is served."

Gina grinned mischievously "You sure about that? I mean, maybe you've got a fake ID tucked away somewhere."

"Oh, please. You know I'd never do that. I'm too much of a GOOD GIRL."

Gina held up the dress she was still holding higher."Well, you'd definitely turn heads in this. Maybe you should borrow it for prom or something."

"Prom? They'd throw me out in a heartbeat if I ever wore anything like that. I might get suspended on the spot." Danny chuckled, "I think I'll just stick to my cheerleading uniform for now."

"Fine, but if you do end up sneaking into a club, I better be your wingwoman! Hey wait, do you think I could borrow this? I think Markus is going to ask me out."

"Not on your life."

"You think I could try this on? You know see how it'll look on me!"

"No way!"

Danny took the dress and returned it to the closet.

"Back to practice?"

"Sure."

During practice, Gena wondered what other 'interesting' things that Danny's mother had in her closet. Then she started to wonder, how come I've never met either of Danny's parents?

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Neighborly Chapter 14

Danny stepped into a boutique, his eyes sparkling with excitement as he embarked on the quest for the perfect dance club dress for a night out with Lexi. He has developed a keen sense of style and is determined to find something that will impress Lexi.

As he browses through racks of dresses, he considers a few key elements: the dress must be both eye-catching and comfortable enough to dance in. He runs his fingers over various fabrics---silks, satins, and sequins---all the while envisioning himself under the strobe lights of the club.

His eyes are drawn to a figure-hugging mini dress adorned with intricate beadwork. The dress is a rich midnight blue, shimmering subtly as she moves. It features a deep V-neckline and thin, adjustable straps, with a daring slit on one side that reveals just the right amount of leg. The bodice is intricately embellished with sequins, creating a pattern that catches and reflects the light, making her look like she's surrounded by stars.

Next, he spots a sleek black dress with a high neckline and a cut-out back. It's simple yet sophisticated, made from a stretchy material that promises to move with her body. The fabric has a slight sheen, and the way it drapes suggests both elegance and ease of movement. She imagines it paired with some strappy high heels and a bold statement necklace.

He also considers a flirty, off-the-shoulder dress in a vibrant red. The dress has a tiered skirt that flares out with every step, perfect for twirling on the dance floor. The off-the-shoulder design highlights her collarbones and adds a touch of romance, while the fitted waist creates a flattering silhouette.

As he tries on each dress, he assesses how it makes him feel. He tests the range of motion, imagining himself dancing with abandon, and checks how the dress catches the light. His confidence grows with each spin in front of the mirror.

Ultimately, he selected a dress to unleash his inner seductress with a sleeveless black mesh boned dress. Its boned corset accentuated his curves while the mesh sleeves added a touch of mystery. The ruched detailing was both flirty and flattering. It would be perfect for a night out at the clubs that Lexi loved to frequent. He added some falsies to give him the illusion of breasts.

With his choice made, he leaves the boutique, clutching his new dress with a sense of triumph. He's ready to light up the dance floor, feeling both stylish and self-assured, perfectly equipped to enjoy a night of dancing and fun.

Danny looks at his watch, he's late. He had been having so much fun shopping that he lost track of all time. He would have to hurry.

Danny strips off his clothes and heads to the bathroom for a quick shower. He looked forward to the night, this would be the first time he hit the clubs with a dress that he had bought. Every other time, he was wearing an outfit that had belonged to Lexi.

With his shower completed, Danny exited the bathroom and pulled a black, mesh, thong panty up his legs. The small thing hardly looked more than a piece of transparent cloth. The matching bra came next. He only wore the bra at all to hold his falsies in. The dress was the final element in his outfit, besides heels of course.

Dressed, he returned to the bathroom to apply his makeup and put on his red wig. He had learned all of Lexi's tricks. Although his hair was growing, it would still be a few months before his hair would be long enough. Gold earrings, necklaces, and bracelets were worn as a contrast to the black outfit.

Danny didn't have time to be cautious. He ran, his heels click-clacking on the sidewalk and street, to Lexi's home. They entered Lexi's car and drove off.

Mrs. Crawford happened to be by her window when she saw Danni the friend of her ten-year-old daughter run by wearing an outfit no little girl should wear...not even as a Halloween costume. She picked up the phone and called child protective services.

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The next day, Danny wanted to sleep late. He had a hell-of-a-night out with Lexi. There was a banging on the door. Dress in a pair of jeans and a white shirt, the stereotypical unisex outfit. He walked to the door.

"Who is it?"

"Child Protection Services! Open up!"

Danny was totally confused. He couldn't do anything but open the door.

"Yes."

"Are you the father of Danni Dell?"

Danny didn't know what this was about or who they were referring to Were they referring to Danni, Gena's friend, or Danni, Cherie's friend or any of the other Dannis he could be?

"What is this all about."

"We want to see her."

"She's not here right now."

"Was she home this morning?"

Danny tried to use his mind trick with the CPS agent. But it didn't work. That sometimes happens. Some people were immune from his type of influence.

"I want you out of my house!"

"Not until we see Danni."

"Danni is not here. You can look but you won't find her."

The CPS agent told the other agents to search the house.

"What's this all about," Danny asked.

"One of your neighbors saw your ten-year-old little girl dressed very inappropriately and going out with an older woman."

At least now Danny knew which one they were referring to.

"She did no such thing."'

"If she's not here, then you must know where she is."

"I'm not..."

"Sergeant," one of the officers called out, "you have to see this."

Danny wasn't sure what they found. He suspected it was the pictures that Mrs. Crawford took of him dressed in a tie-dye ruffle asymmetrical bikini swim set in mint green playing with Cherie around the pool. He knew that picture, to anyone besides Mrs. Crawford and Cherie, it looked like a picture of an adult man wearing a little girl swimsuit playing with a young girl. There wasn't any way to explain what was happening.

Danny caught sight of himself in the living room mirror that extended the entire surface of the far wall. It made the room look more spacious. He locked eyes on himself. His entire personality and intellect disappeared. All that was left was the mind of an infant. He lost his balance and fell on his butt. The scared man with the personality and mentality of a one-year-old, started to cry.

End.