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An Exchange Student 3
By Paul Jutras
In what was a normal school facing the start of winter, 14 year Paul had
propped up his book in order to hide behind it. While everyone else was listening
to the English teacher going over the previous night's chapter in the assigned assigned
reading, Paul was giggling at the local town gossip rag. The paper had stories
about things like a four-legged woman opening a dance studio and Martians
threatening to attack the Earth.
What was bad for Paul was worse for his single mother, Ann. She wasn't
really single, but with her husband home three days a year from the military,
she might as well be. Underneath Paul's winter boots and snow pants was not
the pair of long johns he had gotten for his birthday, but a pair of suntan
pantyhose. These were nylons he had paid for himself and his mother was
too shamed to admit it in public.d in a harem outfit. He had already picked up
a black dress and witches' hat for the party he'd have in a little over a month's
time. When it got closer to the holiday, he'd be able to use the discount on the
special Halloween pantyhose that are sold in October. He just wished he could
openly be the girl he was inside.
"Finally," Paul thought as he heard the school bell. He slipped the magazine
into his book bag; gathered up all his things, and headed for the front door.
Some kids near the door were putting on snow shoes and eep. He could feel
the coldness seep through the boots and cause his nylons to get wet.
"Got the hot cocoa ready, mom?" Paul said as he arrived home and saw his
mother watching the soap and reading a book at the same time. To his surprise
her book was on the TV tray as she stared at a commercial for a student exchange
program.
"That's what Paul needs to become a real man," Ann thought to herself.
"I think you need to broaden yourself." Ann said with a mysterious look. "I've
just arranged for you to enter the student exchange program. I want you to
start packing to go to Japan."
"But mom," Paul protested. "They have a uniform code in the schools in
Japan. I couldn't get away with being myself there."
"This isn't up to debate." Ann said with her arms crossed under her B-cup
breasts. "You are becoming too feminine without a male influence. You'll do
well to have a family with both a father and a mother. So start packing!"
A short time later Paul was alone on a plane, flying from Maine over to
England where he had to exchange planes before proceeding to Japan. Hours
later, he was landing in Japan. He was greeted at the airport by a man in a
three piece suit and rounded lens glasses.
"Greetings, Paul-kun." Mr. Moto said as he bowed before the young man. Paul
tood in his bare mid-drift top and his jeans showed his nylons through their
holes.
Looking at the women in wooden platform tongs and kimonos, he gathered
hituff and followed behind Mr. Moto to a train. "Don't you have your owcar?"
"Here in the city it's easier to use public transportation," Mr. Harry Moto
explained as they reached a building with a large fence and yard.
"Wow, its like a mansion," Paul said in amazement as he ran up to the porch.
He noticed Harry's wife going in through the kitchen entrance and opening up
a group of sliding doors along the side of the dojo.
"Not really, but I have one of the finest martial arts studios in the area," his
host said as his new mother took him by the hand. "My wife will show you to
your bedroom so you can settle in. School is early for you tomorrow so you
also better get a good night sleep tonight."
"Is it true that they wear uniforms in school here?" Paul asked.
"You will find yours in your bedroom." His new sister, Laura, said as she took
him upstairs to his bedroom. There he found in the middle of the room an
unrolled map with mystical arts signs all over it. He frowned at the uniform--
a button down blue top and long pants.
"You don't want to be here do you?" Laura said with a smile. As Paul nodded,
he watched as she lit up a smoke pot and started to breathe it in deeply. "If you
don't want to remain part of this family, we can send you on a magic journey
with your spirit animal."
Paul and Laura got on the floor in yoga position and faced one another. They
breathed in deeply an slowly. Paul found the room spinning before he blacked
out.
When Paul opened his eyes he felt a tickle about his neck. Brushing back
some long dark hair from his shoulder, he noticed how slender both his arm
and his waist were. As he pursed his lips together he could taste the familiar
flavor of lipstick.
"Welcome to the dream world where one becomes in tune with their spirit
self, Paula" Laura said as he looked over in shock and saw that she had a green
fish tail from the waist down. Looking at his own lower half, he found that he
had a pink tail. "In this case your spirit is a fish, making us mermaids."
"Mom always says that I swim like a fish, but this..." Paula said as she tried to
stand up, only to go flopping over on her stomach. "I... I can't walk."
"This isn't really happening." Paula began to panic as a hole appeared beneath
the both of them. Falling through the floor, they dropped into the swimming
pool below.
"Of course it isn't really happening." Laura smiled. "This is the dream world.
What some call the spirit world."
"What we were breathing brought our souls here?" Paula asked.
"Yes, but I admit I was expecting to be with a mer-man." Laura said with a
chuckle. "This really does prove that you're a woman at heart. Now that we
know the truth, we can really begin to help you."
"How?" Paula asked. Her voice echoed off as Paul woke up back in the
bedroom. Laura's parents were standing over their limp bodies on the floor.
Paul just blinked as Mrs. Moto held a male uniform up in one hand and a girls
sailor uniform in the other.
"So Laura, which is is to be?" Harriet asked. "A brother for the term or a
sister?"
"A sister." Laura looked up with a smile.
"Drink this." Harriet said as she handed Paula a tiny glass that one could
barely grasp between two fingers and only held a sip worth of drink. Paul was
never a drinker but had sipped his parents liquor before and knew Tequila
when he tasted it, though this one seemed different.
It caused Paul to pass out until morning. When Paula awoke she was dressed
in panties and a bra with a figure that could fill it. The girl's uniform was
hanging on a wall hook waiting for her to get dressed and meet with her
family.
Over the term of Paula's stay, she learned all she wanted to learn about living
as a woman. Although she had been prepared, Ann was still shocked to find a
true daughter and not a cross dresser stepping off the plane in a navy blue
dress, hose and black pumps. Her finger and toe nails were done in pink. The
Motos had sent letters telling Ann and her husband about discovering Paul's
true nature. Paula's parents ran up and greeted their new daughter with open
arms.
THE END
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