My First Skirt Was a Mini-skirt

MY FIRST SKIRT WAS A MINI-SKIRT / MY FIRST SKIRT / SKIRT

A 4KOMA ONESHOT SHORT STORY BY WADAPEN

(Story Designation---Canon Compatible)

(Story Note---The mangaka does not provide any names for the two characters in this short story. Therefore, the editor of this Wiki has supplied common names for the two.)

**Synopsis**

Two friends, who met each other in First Grade, a boy and a girl, grew up together and became very close to one another. They had similar likes and dislikes, and would do everything together. However, when both reached high school, the boy, Aisuki, gradually began to fall behind the girl, Sakura, academically. Sakura tried to tutor and help Aisuki, but with mixed results. Approaching the Mid-term Finals, and to motivate Aisuki to study and do well on the tests, Sakura challenged him to a discipline game. Whoever had the lower overall score, if that score was lower than 25% of the other person's higher score, the lower score person would have to do the bidding of the high score person, whatever that may be. Unfortunately, Aisuki received the lower score, lower than the allowed margin. So, what will Sakura ask him to do ? Something humiliating ?

**Character Profiles**

Aisuki"Male" Aisuki
My First Skirt Was a Mini-Skirt

A 4Koma Oneshot Short Story, by Wadapen

**"YOU WANT ME TO DO .... W .... WH .... *WHAT ???***

Childhood friends, Sakura-chan, the girl, and Aisuki-kun, the boy, are in Sakura-chan's bedroom, the Saturday morning after the Mid-term Finals placement rankings were posted at school earlier in the week. Sakura has been doing well in her studies and tests, however, Aisuki had been falling behind with his studies. Sakura has tried to help him with one-on-one tutoring, but he sometimes doesn't seem to be motivated, or at least study hard enough to learn the required subjects. Along with her patient instruction and test preparation, Sakura devised an incentive for the two of them to do as well as possible on their upcoming tests. This would be in the form of a discipline game. The completed overall average test scores would be compared with one another for the two of them. If the scores were within a 25% margin between the two, both would treat each other to a fun activity, like maybe a pseudo date or something like that. If whoever had the lowest score, that score was more than 25% lower than the high score, the high score holder would get to choose a discipline or punishment game, wherein the lower score holder would have to do whatever the high score person demanded. Both of them solumely agreed to this.

Unfortunately, although he did a valiant job of studying and taking the tests, Aisuki was the lower score holder, and it was just a little lower than the allowable margin. As a consequence, he would have to do the bidding of whatever Sakura would decide.

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Both Sakura and Aisuki attend the same high school. Of course, Sakura wears the official female school uniform, and Aisuki wears the military style male school uniform. With mischief in her eyes, Sakura informs Aisuki that she has already decided on the perfect discipline and punishment for him. Laid out on her bed are all the pieces of a brand-new girl's school uniform, including new girl's underwear, a sports bra and panties, with everything in plastic pouches. Pointing out that she always felt that Aisuki was, or could be, quite feminine in looks and appearance, Sakura says that Aisuki must put on and wear this female school uniform. Sakura surmises that she wants to see if her childhood friend really could look like a cute, adorable teenage girl.

She nonchalantly picks up and unwraps the uniform's pleated mini-skirt, and hands it to Aisuki. "Here ya go, Aisuki ! Looks like the very first skirt that you are going to wear is going to be a mini-skirt ! I think it will definitely look good on you !" Holding up the mini-skirt for close inspection, Aisuki has embarrassment and trepidation written all over his face. Nevertheless, almost imperceptibly, he has a wicked, cool gleam in his eyes. Outwardly, his mind seems to be mortified and distressed, but what is actually deep down in his heart, soul, and spirit ?

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"Are you sure you want me to do something like this ? Uhhh ! This is so embarrassing !", sputters Aisuki.

"That is what we agreed to, a game of discipline and punishment if you did not do well on your tests. Maybe next time you will be motivated to study all the more.", replies Sakura.

Aisuki asks Sakura to leave the room while he undresses. Sakura says that she will go over to her desk, and sit with her back to him, while he changes clothes. Remember, I call the shots in this game, she points out. "I'm just like a pervert ....", squeaks out Aisuki, as he buttons up the uniform's shirt. "And don't you dare forget the underwear!", orders Sakura !

Unable to contain her curiosity, Sakura, nevertheless, turns around and takes a peek at what Aisuki is doing. Yet, at that very moment, he looks toward Sakura to see if she is keeping her word and not looking. Touché ! Aisuki cries out, "SAKURA ! Don't look over here so intently .... !"

"Sorry, just checking on you. Keep up the good work !", offers Sakura.

Aisuki grimaces and pouts as he pulls on the mini-skirt, positions it correctly, affixes the button, then slides up the zipper. Shoot ! The skirt is so short, it barely covers the panties, quips his addled, muddled mind. Yet, paradoxically, his heart whispers to him, "Ya know, I never dreamed that *my first skirt would be a mini-skirt*, but I kinda like the look and feel of wearing such a skirt. Feels so breezy down there. So different, so wonderful. The panties, too ! " **Blimey ! What the hell are you thinking, ya creep ?**, his mind demands of him, forcefully overriding his heart's thoughts !

Aisuki has to sit on the floor to gather up and put on the black thigh-high stockings. Wow, these are so stretchy, yet they cling to my legs like a second skin. Sakura even bought a pair of Mary-Jane shoes for me to wear. How did she know my size ? They fit perfectly !

The finishing touch, clipping on the western style bow tie. "You ought to be ashamed of yourself !", screams his mind. "I never thought I would make it this far .... what a marvelous accomplishment .... ! Sugoi, SUGOI ! (Amazing, AMAZING !)", counters his heart !

Wonder what's next ?

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Sakura could hear soft noises coming from across the bedroom, so she knew that Aisuki was continuing to dress, even without looking back at him. Finally, however, the noise stopped. Then, a voice of nervousness and discomfort calls out like a distress signal, " .... I .... I - I .... I'm .... I'm done .... " Looking over towards the bed, Sakura sees a much different Aisuki sitting on the bed, restless like a small animal caught in a trap. She comes over to sit next to Aisuki, and style 'his' hair, and place a cute headband in it. Then, she leads 'him' over to the full length mirror, so as to have a good look at this 'new and improved' Aisuki. Sitting down on the floor next to the shopping bag, Sakura gives her unbiased and unbrideled opinion---

"See, like I thought ! You look very, very cute !"

Aisuki, for 'his' part, has fallen into a quagmire of mixed feelings and emotions, that have left 'him' speechless, and 'his' face looking like 'death warmed over' ! Half of 'himself' is upset and concerned that they actually did what Sakura had asked be done---to dress in the school's female school uniform. Paradoxically, the other half, upon seeing their feminine form for the first time, is quickly filling with unfathomable and untold joy, contentment, and overwhelming acceptance and accomplishment for what has just happened, and what 'he' has just done !

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Although still having an unsettled and apprehensive look on her face, a noticeable change of thought and feelings begins sweeping across Aisuki's personality and mental ego. Her mind is yet trying to affirm her past 'boyhood', using remorse, guilt, and shame, however, her heart and spirit are awakening and asserting what she has suspected all along. She was raised as a typical 'boy', but knew deep down that all along, there was a sleeping girl inside of her. Today, seeing that hidden girl brought to 'life', now dressed properly as a girl, brings this undeniable truth to the fore, *that she has acknowledged, and are now embracing, her true female Gender Identity*. "Cute .... I'm really cute !", Aisuki whispers to herself. Her heart is telling her that who she sees now in the mirror is her real, authentic self. Her spirit is fortifying her for the new journey and pathway that she must begin to follow. "This feeling .... this truth about myself .... ?!?" Thus, known or unknown to Aisuki, she is, right here and now, in Sakura's bedroom, doing a "Coming Out" to herself as a Trans Girl.

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A long silence ensues, as Sakura tries to understand what is happening to Aisuki. 'He' certainly is not acting like she though that 'he' would, that is, steeped in humiliation and abject sissy vibes, begging for mercy. On the other hand, it looks like they are actually going through some sort of summoning and awakening. Aisuki, for her part, is trying to 'put all the pieces together', to account for her feelings about dressing as a girl for the very first time. Her cheeks are reddened with embarrassment. But she is far from feeling worried about that. "Cute .... so cute .... cute as hell .... " is running through her mind now, like an encouraging mantra, overriding the desprate and foreboding past thoughts. "Do I do this.... **I do** ? What do I do next .... ?", ponders Aisuki. "Ya know ....", she silently wonders to herself, " .... I - I might not hate this feeling .... in fact, I love it .... !!!"

The long silence is finally broken by Aisuki. Speaking boldly, without a hint of remorse, cringe, or regret, she makes her demands known to Sakura---

"So what do you think of the ***New Me ?*** Amazing, right ? And you always thought that I was some wimpy, milqutoast 'boy', didn't ya ? Well, this girl is going to 'Come Out' roaring like a lioness ! First up, let me keep this female school uniform, will ya ! It is my first girl's clothing, and that makes it special. Think of it, my first skirt is going to be a mini-skirt ! Now, Sakura, you see that I did what you ordered me to do, didn't I ? You bet ! Now let's take this game a step further, and be fair and square about this discipline and correction that was put upon me. I did as you asked me to, **now you need to do as I ask you to do !** Fair enough ?

You go ahead and get yourself done up in your pretty, adorable, short-hemline girl's party dress, Sakura. That frilly lavender one with the flower print pattern that you hardly ever wear. Then, take me out in public as a girl-with-girl intimate date ! Your treat, of course ! Let's go have some fun together ! Let's go to the video arcade, eat at a nice restaurant, go see a movie, go to the zoo, sing karaoke, do whatever you want to do to have fun with your new girlfiend, namely me ! In fact, let's start going on regular "girl's night out" dates together, from now on !"

Sakura's eyes 'pop out on springs', and her jaw 'drops to the ground' ! Her mouth moves up and down, but nothing comes out ! It dawns on her that the 'tables are reversed', at least for the rest of today. The results of the discipline game is such that Aisuki is the dominate one now, and she becomes the meek, easily led person.

Finally, she gushes out, **"Your wish is my command ...... !"**

(THE END)