The Baby Clothes Stall

By Amy Sadler

Timmy Collins was 18 years old, he had short brown hair, baby blue eyes and he was 5ft 4in tall. He had a short body for his height, he had very long legs and arms for such a slender build. One would think that with such a short body that he would have short legs and arms too. He looked like a typical boy his age, wearing a white T-Shirt, Blue Denim Jeans, White sports socks with blue stripes across at the top of them and a pair of black shoes. His feet were quite small and he most probably would not at all look out of place if he was to wear girls shoes instead.

But Timmy had no real interest in girls clothes whatsoever. He avoided going anywhere near girls or women’s clothing stores, where possible. He liked boyish things, like football, wrestling, men’s gymnastics and most of the other male sports. However he did not have facial hair, or for that matter, not much bodily hair, which he thought was odd for a boy his age. “Why me?” Asked Timmy, as he stepped out of his bathroom and into his bedroom and turned to face his mirror, with the towel that he had wrapped around him, now on the carpet of his bedroom.

He even did not have any pubic hair either. “What’s wrong with me? Why am I not hairy?” Timmy asked himself. He lived in his own flat, he had a few male friends, but no family, for his parents had sadly died in a car accident last year and he had to spend living one whole year in a Youth Hostel for children his age and under, no younger than 13 though. He was sure glad that he got a good job and he was able to get a rented flat, when he had turned 18. At long last he had a place of his own, so to speak. The flat was above a sports shop that was owned by a woman who rented out the flat that was above her property.

She was nice though, she was in her early 30’s with long black hair, green eyes and she was of a slender build. She stood at 5ft 6in tall, just a little taller than Timmy. Timmy liked to go to his local shopping centre, called Lewis’s it had many stores inside, both on the ground floor and on the first floor. But his most favourite part of the shopping complex, was the basement floor that housed an indoor market place, that had plenty of stores. One of his favourites was the book stall, across from that was his second most favourite, the video stall. For Timmy liked books and watching VHS videos equally.

Timmy of course tried to avoid passing any female clothing stalls, he knew where they all were, there was a lovely toy stall that he equally liked, but one day, which was a Saturday, when he wasn’t working. He paid a visit to the indoor market of Lewis’s. But when it came to pass by the usual toy stall, it wasn’t there. “What? Where’s the toy stall?” Asked Timmy, to no one in particular, a few people stared at him as since he was of course talking to himself. Just then, Timmy looked on and saw on display a pink frilly dress and just underneath that, a pair of frilly baby knickers. Obviously Timmy knew nothing about plastic pants.

Timmy walked on, but just as he passed the stall, he suddenly found himself walk back the way he came and then he came to a halt and he stood to stare at the frilly pink dress. “Pretty, isn’t it?” Said a sudden female voice from behind. Timmy had not notice the stall owner come out from behind her counter that was part of her stall and come up right behind him. Timmy froze where he was. “No, I hate it and I am about to leave thank you.” Said Timmy abruptly. The woman was in her mid 20’s, she had long blonde hair, blue eyes, she was 6ft tall and had a slender frame. She seem to not take offence at Timmy’s abrupt rudeness, instead, she just simply smiled at him and made way for him to pass.

Timmy did so, he reached as far as the book stall, but then he suddenly turned around and walked back up and stopped at the very same spot, as he had stopped at before. “Can I help you young man?” Asked the stall owner with a smile. “No, I do not even know what or why I am doing here!” Remarked Timmy in annoyance. “Maybe you would like to take a closer look at this pretty frilly pink dress?” Asked the stall lady, as she took it from where it was hung up and she placed it down upon the counter top. “It comes with these socks, this bonnet and of course the matching pair of frilly plastic pants.” Said the stall lady smiling from ear to ear, as she laid everything out on top of the counter for Timmy to clearly look at.

Even though he did not really want to look at the items at all, but he seemed unable somehow to stop himself from doing so. “Look here lady, I am not at all interested in all of these things.” Said Timmy, waving his hands toward the items on the counter top. “Then why do you keep on staring at them then young man?” Asked the stall lady with an even bigger grin on her face, as though she knew something that Timmy didn’t. “I honestly don’t know, but I am going to go now.” Said Timmy quite harshly. Again the stall lady did not seem at all offended by his attitude.

“Very well then, by all means go. But I shall leave these things out for you. Just in case you should change your mind.” She replied with a smile. “Not bloody likely.” Timmy said, now swearing at the stall Lady, but again, she was not at all offended, as he walked on back toward the book stall, then he changed his mind and he began to walk toward the Video stall instead, but he did not fully reach the whole way there.

All of a sudden, he turned around on his feet and walked right back up to the counter of the baby clothing stall. “I take it that you have changed your mind then young man and that you wish to buy all of these things?” Said the stall Lady with a big grin on her face. All of a sudden Timmy replied. “Yes please.” But in the back of his mind he mentally screamed. ‘Why in hell’s name did I just say that?’ But he got no answer, instead the stall Lady replied. “Excellent, that will be twenty five pounds altogether please.” Timmy all of a sudden put his right hand into the right hand pocket of the blue Denim Jacket that he was wearing over his white T-Shirt and took out his wallet.

He then opened it up and took out three ten pound notes.

(Ten Pound Note)

Every single item was still all laid out on the counter top, as Timmy handed over the ten pound notes to the stall Lady.

(Stall Counter Top)

The stall Lady gave Timmy his change, but she did not proceed to wrap up the items that were now on the counter top, instead, she suddenly said to Timmy. “Don’t you think you aught to try these things on before you leave?” Timmy had an odd expression upon his face. “Yeah sure. Err, where’s your changing room?” Timmy asked, not knowing why the heck he just asked that, it was though he was oddly for some strange reason, he was not himself right now, but that was plain right silly right? The stall Lady had an even bigger grin on her face as she replied. “Please follow me, it is at the far back end of the market place.”

Just then the Stall Lady began to put everything back into the open box that had the frilly baby bonnet inside of it, she folded up everything else, very neatly and they all fitted within the box itself. She then took up the box and walked away from the stall. She then approached the stall that was just next to hers. “Hi Mandy, would you mind the stall for me, while I help this young man with his purchases.” Mandy gave her an odd all knowing kind of smile. “Thanks Mandy.” Said the stall Lady. “You’re welcome.” Replied Mandy with a grin.

Timmy followed the stall Lady as she walked over toward the back far end of the market stall and sure enough there was a changing booth. “Oh dear, I nearly almost forgot. You are going to need a pair of pretty shoes to go with the rest of the outfit. Not to worry, they wont be an extra charge for them.” Said the stall Lady, quite oddly as she turned to face Timmy and handed over to him the box containing all of the baby girl clothing inside of it. Timmy took the box and waited outside of the changing booth, while the stall Lady went back to her stall, reached down into a box and picked up a pair of T-Bar shoes, pink of course and then she went straight back to where Timmy was waiting for her.

In the time it had taken her to get the shoes, strangely enough, Timmy did not drop the box and make a run for it, when he could easily have done so. So why didn’t he? Like I said, it was though he wasn’t quite himself just right now. But all of the baby girls clothes that were inside of the box, would not fit him in any way, surely? Well you just step inside here young man and remove all of your clothes and I shall pass you each item one at a time.” Said the stall Lady with a big grin on her face. She must know that the baby girls clothes would not possibly fit Timmy? So why was she helping him?

Timmy stepped into the changing booth, drew the curtain and completely removed all of his clothes, not only that, he had folded up every item and neatly placed them on a pile on the changing booth floor with his shoes on top of the pile. The first item was the frilly plastic pants. No way were these going to fit Timmy in any way. Yet, when he began to put his feet into each leg hole of the plastic pants, they fitted around his waist perfectly. But how? Next, the stall Lady handed over to Timmy the pink baby girl socks, meant for baby girls feet, no matter how small his feet actually were, they were baby sized.

However, as he put one foot inside of each sock, they went on nicely and they fitted his feet very snugly in fact. What was going on here? Next up was the pair of pink T-bar Shoes.

(Pink T-Bar Shoes)

Last up was the dress, but surely the bonnet was last? The dress looked way too small, fit for baby girl and not at all a boy of 18 years old, even with a thin frame. Yet, as Timmy put the dress over his head, it went on nicely and came down just slightly atop of his wait, the dress did nothing to hide the frilly plastic pants that he was now wearing. But why those and not a nappy underneath?

“I honestly do not think that this bonnet will suit you. How about I give you cute pigtails instead?” Said the stall Lady, quite oddly .”Yeth pweathe.”

Timmy replied oddly in a lisp and a baby girl like high pitched tone of voice. The stall Lady just grinned even more. Just then all of a sudden, Timmy’s short head of hair grew longer and lighter, in fact it had turned blonde and it was set into pigtails, tide with two silk pink ribbons. But the hair though was doll’s hair. “How, why? Why dolly hair?” Timmy asked. “Look at it this way, you will never ever have split ends, nor will you ever go bald and lastly you will never ever end up with grey hair.” Said the stall Lady with a big smile on her face. “Fank ooo Mummy.” Said Timmy, as he hugged her.

The Stall Lady gave him a big hug back, then she scooped him up into her arms, as though he was like a real baby and she carried him toward Mandy’s stall. “Lock up for me, while I take my new found baby girl home with me.” Said the stall Lady. “Sure Sally. Aww, she looks so cute, do you have a name for her?” Asked Mandy. “Yes I do.” Replied Sally. “Her name is Sissy Baby Jessica.” Mandy smiled, as she watched Sally walk out of the market place carrying her very pretty and ultimately very happy Sissy Baby Girl.

The End.