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Pure Love
By Jennifer White
Matt was a Junior at Central High school. He was smart, taking advanced classes.
He was athletic, playing on the football and baseball teams. However, he was very
shy, and didn't do well with the girls. He looked at them longingly, but didn't
communicate with them well enough to get any dates.
In particular, his eyes were on one girl, named Tori. She was also smart and
athletic, but she was also strikingly beautiful. She was well developed for her
age, and he was in awe of her. He hoped she would notice him, but of course it
never happened. He tried to talk to her a few times, but he always ended up with
his foot in his mouth, making a fool of himself in front of her. He tried to
impress her, but it did nothing to help. For Valentine's Day, the school had a
thing where you could send a chocolate 'bunny to your honey', along with a note.
He sent one to her with a short note, but she didn't even acknowledge it.
One day, he decided to write her a real love note. He stayed up all night, wrote
ten drafts before coming up with what he wanted, and put it into the mail. He
found her address from the Internet, and had driven by her house many times with
his car, hoping to catch a glimpse. He recognized her car, a teal Saturn coupe,
so he knew it was the right house. And one day, his heart leapt when he could see
her sitting in the living room. He had never been inside the house, but he felt
as if he knew it.
His note to her read:
Dearest Tori,
I have tried so many times and in so many ways to
tell you how I feel. I am in love with you, and would
do anything for you, because you are everything to
me. Please don't be scared. I want you to understand
that what I feel for you is a *pure* love. It is not
because I desire you. It is because of who you are. I
love you with all my heart, and I want nothing other
than to be with you. I just want to be with you. I
want to be close to you. I know you are the one. I
know we are the same inside. And I know that once you
get to know me, you will love me as I do you.
Matt.
He felt a head rush as he dropped it into the mailbox. He was nervous for the
next few days, waiting for her to come to him. He couldn't remember: did he put
his phone number in the note? Oh well, she was smart. She'd find him. Or she
would talk to him at school. That would be so awesome! He fell asleep with a
smile, just waiting for her to contact him.
Tori said nothing to him, so Matt felt frustrated. He wrote a second, more
extreme note to get her attention. To him, it was a declaration of love, but to
an outside observer, it almost would have sounded like 'love me, or I want to
die'. The note scared Tori, and she knew she had to do something.
For her part, she already had a steady boyfriend who she loved. Matt seemed like
a sweet kid, but he was awkward, shy, and not quite what she was looking for. She
had no ill will against him, but this latest note was a bit too much. She could
have gone to the school principle, but she didn't want to get him in trouble. So
she devised a different plan.
It was Friday night, and Matt was alone again at home. He had his stereo on loud,
listening to the latest CD. Somehow, music groups always found a way to make
something that parents hated, but the kids loved. So he sat alone in his room,
listening to the music pulsate, while reading a book.
There was a knock on his door. Probably his parents complaining again that it was
too loud. He reluctantly opened the door. It was his father.
"Matt, there's a girl on the phone for you." he said to Matt's amazement.
Matt ran to turn the music off, and take the phone from his dad. Of course, he
shut the door after saying, "Thanks dad."
"Uh, hello?" he said nervously. He didn't get calls from girls very often. Well
actually... never.
"Hi Matt." said the voice on the phone, which he immediately recognized as Tori.
Tori was calling him! For real!!!
"Tori?" was all he could say.
"Yes Matt, its me. How are you?" she said.
"Uh... I... that is... uh... okay I guess." he said, his voice cracking.
"Its okay Matt. I can tell you're nervous. Just listen. My folks are out of town
this weekend, so I have the whole house to myself. Why don't you come over
tonight so we can talk? Do you know where my place is at?"
"I'll be right there." he said, hanging up on her.
He was so excited! He didn't even think to brush his hair, clean up, or anything.
He just flew downstairs, grabbed the car keys, and took off for Tori's house.
Matt had never been so nervous in his life. He was sweating. His heart was
racing. He felt weak in the knees. He knocked on her door, feeling like his arm
weighed 2000 pounds. It seemed to take hours, but it was in fact only thirty
seconds before Tori opened the door and waived him in.
She was wearing a knee length green plaid skirt and a white blouse. Her bra was
clearly visible under the blouse, and his eyes stuck on her breasts. He had often
thought they were the best ones in the whole school.
"Uh Matt, up here." she said, getting him to look into her eyes.
She invited him to sit down on the couch, which he did.
"Listen Matt, we need to talk." she began. "I've read your letters. I know you
feel very attracted to me, but you know I'm already seeing some one else, right?
You are a very sweet boy, and I like you, but I already have someone." she said.
"But... but I love you!" he blurted out.
"You tell me that in your notes, but if you truly loved me, you would respect my
wishes."
"I would do anything for you. I'd kill myself if you told me to." he said. He was
almost crying.
"Matt, please don't cry. And don't go killing yourself on my account. Just
because I don't love you doesn't mean it's the end of the world." she said
cheerfully.
"It does for me." moped Matt.
Tori realized that talking to Matt was not going to get him over his fixation.
She had hoped that the direct approach would work, but he was just too obsessed.
She had another idea, which she was going to have to resort to now. It would show
him that he in fact *wouldn't* do *anything* she asked. She would find his
breaking point.
"Matt, you say you'd do anything for me?"
"Anything!" he said. "Just tell me!"
"And you would not protest?"
"No. I would do anything for you."
"You say that you have a pure love, and you don't desire me?"
"I mean... you're so attractive, but that isn't why I love you."
"I have a way to find out if that's true. We'll see if you really do love me, or
if you just desire me. We can see if you'd do anything for me, and if you're
being truthful."
"But I am! Please, let me prove it!"
"Okay, I will. Let's go up to my bedroom..."
On the way up the stairs, Matt decided that he would remain strong. If she stood
naked before him, he would avert his eyes. If she asked him to make love to her,
he would say his body wants to, but he would not, because he cared about her so
much.
He was not in any way expecting what she asked him to do however.
"Okay Matt, you say you love me, but you don't desire me. You say you would do
*anything* I ask of you, without protest." she said again.
"Yes!" he replied. He was determined to prove it to her.
"Okay. You can start by taking off all of your clothes."
"But I'm not here to have sex with you." he said. "That's not what I..."
"Are you going to argue with me, or obey me?" she asked.
"Sorry." he said, beginning to undo his belt buckle.
It was only thirty seconds before he was naked. He blushed, and used his hands to
cover between his legs. His mind may have said one thing, but his body showed
that he was clearly turned on by Tori.
He held his breath, wondering what she was going to do to him now. He never had
sex before. He would have come from just a small touch in the right place. His
mind raced with the possibilities, but he almost passed out when she finally quit
staring at him, and finally did something.
She handed him a pair of her panties.
"Put them on." she said. He only hesitated for a moment.
Next she pulled out one of her bras.
"And put this on too." she said, handing it to him. Matt's hand trembled from
barely touching hers as she passed the bra to him.
"I...I..." he said.
"Oh well, I didn't think you'd really do *anything* for me." she said, reaching
out for him to hand it back.
"No!" he said. "I didn't mean to... uh... I mean... how do you put one on?"
She laughed, and helped him get into the bra. She had worn a bra since her first
signs of her breasts swelling. 'Booblets' she called them. She remembered being
so proud to wear a training bra. It had meant that she was a 'big girl', and it
made her feel so grown up. Wearing one had become automatic, and almost a chore.
She had forgotten how clumsy she had been at first, learning how to fasten the
clasps in back.
"I do this so often, I forgot how hard it was the first time." she said,
adjusting the shoulder straps to their full extension. "There Allison, its all
set."
"Who's Allison?" asked Matt.
"Why silly, *you* are!" replied Tori gleefully.
"Me?" asked Matt.
"Yes. You're my girlfriend Allison now. Now tell me who you are!"
"I'm Allison, your girlfriend." said Matt uncertainly. What in the world was she
doing to him?
"Well Allison, your breasts look a little small. You had better use these falsies
to fill out your bra until your boobs grow out." She stuffed them in, filling up
the B cups to their capacity.
Matt looked at himself in the mirror, and blushed again. He looked silly wearing
a bra and panties. He was a boy, in girl's clothes. And he was still very
sexually aroused. He felt humiliated. But if that is what Tori wanted, then it
was what he wanted.
"I am Allison. I am Allison." he thought to himself, trying to convince his mind
that he was a girl. He was determined to become what she wanted him to be.
"You know Allison, you look silly with that hair on your legs. Why don't you
shave it off?"
"Sure thing Tori."
"Here, I have a wet/dry shaver. This will only take a minute."
Matt's hair was lighter in color, and it wasn't too thick on his legs yet, so
indeed, minutes later, his legs were hairless. Tori rubbed some sort of cream on
them to soothe the razor burn from the electric shaver. He almost came in his
pants from being touched by her.
"That's better." she said, handing Matt a pair of pantyhose.
Matt pulled them on, but caused a run, because he didn't know how to put them on
properly. Tori had him take them off, pulled out a new pair, and showed him how
to roll them up so that they don't get overly stretched when going on. This time,
they made it on without incident.
"I just hate it when I get a run in my hose Allison. Don't you?"
"Oh yes, me too. Sorry about that." replied Matt.
"That's okay babe, it happens to all us girls from time to time."
Us girls. It sent a shiver up and down Matt's spine.
Next, Tori pulled out a yellow floral dress, and handed it to 'Allison', who
accepted it, and slipped it on.
"I am Allison. I am a girl now." he thought.
"Wow Allison, you look lovely in that!" she enthused.
"Thanks Tori, you have a great sense of style." Matt replied.
Tori pulled out a pair of her mother's high-heeled shoes. Her mom had larger feet
for a woman, so she hoped Matt would fit into them. It was tight, but they
managed to get them on. He had to hold Tori's hand as he practiced walking in
them. He teetered like a little girl on roller-skates for the first time, but it
wasn't long before I could stand up pretty well on his own. He had to take small,
measured steps, just like a woman does, but he was getting the hang of it.
"Use more swing in your hips, like this." said Tori, who lead him out of her
room, and to the powder room down the hall.
Matt entered the room, seeing the dizzying assortment of cosmetics, which Tori
had laid out. She began expertly applying the makeup to his face.
"You're a little clumsy today Allison, so I'll put this on for you." she said.
"Thanks!" he replied.
"Hold still!" she demanded.
He complied, as she worked the base coat into his skin. She plucked a few stray
hairs from his eyebrows as well, causing a few yelps of pain. In fifteen minutes,
he was transformed. Looking into the mirror, he could not believe that he was
seeing his own face. The lips looked full and pouty. The cheekbones seemed
higher, the nose thinner. And his eyes! They had a perfect almond shape, with
full lashes, and eyebrows tapering down to a line.
As he gasped, she worked some gel into his hair, and teased it into a suitable
feminine style. Just like Michelin in their match class. She chuckled to herself
as she sprayed a nice floral perfume on him.
"There Allison, what do you think?"
"Wow, you work wonders. What about my nails?"
"Oh yes, I forgot. Give me your hand."
Tori put on a layer of pink nail polish, then a second coat.
After it dried, she did the tips in white. A clear coat completed the job.
'Allison' now had beautiful (if short) nails.
They walked down the hall back to Tori's room, where she pulled out her jewelry
box. She put a gold necklace on him, three rings, clip-on earrings, and a
bracelet. The looked in the mirror, and unless you knew better, you would think
that they were both girls. Matt had been transformed into Allison.
"I am Allison." he thought. "I am a girl. I am Allison." Matt was accepting his
fate willingly, because Tori wanted it. In his mind, he was becoming her.
"Allison, you're pretty!" said Tori. "I'm jealous!"
"Not at all like you Tori." replied Allison. "You look so beautiful, even in the
morning, without makeup, after swim class. I need all this stuff, but you do it
naturally. I wish I could be like you."
"Aw, that's sweet." she said. "Come on, we've got a lot of stuff to do!"
Tori kept her teal colored Saturn parked on the street. She and Allison got in,
and drove to the mall. They spent the forty dollars that Allison had brought,
buying a purse and a compact for Allison. They walked around, browsing at the
clothing stores, with Tori telling Allison what she would look good in. They both
wished they had more money or a credit card, so that they could go on a real
shopping spree.
After a few hours, they drove back to Tori's house.
"How did that feel, going out of the house like that?" she said.
"What do you mean?" asked Allison.
"I mean... wearing a dress, makeup... looking like a girl." she replied.
"But I *am* a girl." said Allison. "I'm your girlfriend."
"You really believe that?" asked Tori.
"Yes. I am what you tell me I am."
"Really? Then what did you think of that one guy with the spiky black hair."
"The one from the record store?"
"Yeah him."
"I didn't like his outfit." said Allison. "He looked like a Goth or a punk!"
"But he was so cute! Wasn't he just yummy?" asked Tori.
"Yummy?"
"Yes. And I'm sure that you'd love to go out with him, wouldn't you?"
"But he's not my type!" protested Allison. "I don't like rebels."
"You've got to try one some time honey. Plus, it will get your folks teed off.
They hate it when I bring a boy like that home!"
They went on discussing boys, relationships, and their parents for a while, until
they started to get tired. It had been a long day.
"Allison, why don't you take your makeup off, and change into a nightgown. I have
a spare one hanging in the bathroom. We can get a good night's sleep, then get up
early for a full day tomorrow."
Allison did as Tori asked, but kept her bra and panties on.
"Come into bed darling. I won't bite!" said Tori, who was waiting for her.
Allison reluctantly got into Tori's bed. She would have preferred to sleep on the
couch or something. But she wouldn't refuse a request from Tori. She fell asleep
with Tori whispering into her ear: "You're a girl. You're a girl. You're a girl."
Allison woke up in the morning, and felt immediately that her panties were
sticky.
"I must have come in my sleep." she thought.
"Uh Tori, I have a problem. My panties..."
"Yes, I know. You started your period last night I think. We can wash them off.
You had better use a pad when you put on a clean pair."
Allison showered, shaving her armpits and her legs again, for good measure. She
applied baby powder all over, because of the nice smell, then dressed up in the
outfit that Tori had laid out for her. It consisted of a denim skirt, and a white
halter-top. The bra she wore had thinner straps, but they still clearly showed.
Tori assured her that it was in style to have your bra strap showing.
Sandals completed the outfit. After a light breakfast, Tori helped Allison put on
her makeup.
"You're going to have to learn how to do that for yourself." she said tauntingly.
"Why, when I have you?" giggled Allison.
"Because, you're going to have to do this for the rest of your life, and I can't
always do it for you." replied Tori.
"The rest of my life?"
"Yes. You are Allison now, and forever. You are going to forget Matt, and forget
that he ever existed. Can you handle that?" she asked.
"Who's Matt?" said Allison.
"I can tell you're lying, you know who he is. But you need to forget him, because
he is gone. You're a girl now, and you're going to be that way for the rest of
your life."
"But..." started Allison.
"No buts. Monday, you'll come into school dressed like you are now. Then you'll
go home to your parents, and tell them that you are Allison now. You're going to
ask them to get a doctor to prescribe female hormones for you, because you want
to develop into a real woman."
Allison knew that Tori was trying to push her to the breaking point. She was
trying to get her to fall back into being Matt, so that she could have an excuse
to send her away. She was not going to let that happen!
"So Allison, what do you say?" asked Tori.
"Cool" said Allison, eager to please. If Tori wanted her to become a real woman,
she would do it. Anything to show her true love inside.
"Cool? We'll see. Follow me." They went into the kitchen, where Tori opened up
the cabinet where the medicine was kept.
"These are my mom's estrogen pills. She takes them because she had a
hysterectomy. And these are my birth control pills. I tell my folks that I take
them because I get really bad periods, but really its because I love having sex,
but I don't want a baby just yet."
"Wow, I never knew that." said Allison.
"Don't spread it around. I've only told a few of my close girlfriends, like you."
"My lips are sealed!" said Allison, enthusiastically.
"Don't seal them just yet. First, you need to take these." said Tori, giving
Allison a handful of pills, and a glass of water. She didn't believe that Allison
would be willing to actually take them.
"This must be a weeks worth of doses." said Allison.
"Yes, and your body is going to need at least that much. You have some catching
up to do."
Allison took a deep breath, then started to gulp the pills, four at a time. Tori
couldn't believe Allison would really take them! She didn't believe that Matt had
allowed her to do everything to him that she had so far. She had even given him a
hand job while he slept, telling him that he was a girl. And he seemed to believe
it!
Perhaps she had been wrong about him. Perhaps he really did have a pure love for
her. But there was also the fact that she liked him a lot better as Allison than
she did as Matt. Now he was taking female sex hormones. What was that going to do
to his system?
She decided that if he really went through with it, and showed up at school as
Allison on Monday, then she would relent at go out with him. She went through the
rest of the weekend with him, treating him as Allison.
As for Allison, she was in heaven. She was able to spend *so* much time with her
idol, Tori. She wanted to dress like her, walk like her, talk like her. She
wanted to get to know her deeply, and she was able to do these things. It was the
best weekend in her life. She never wanted it to end.
On Sunday morning, she took another handful of Tori's mother's pills, without
Tori's knowledge. She imagined that she could feel the effects on her body, but
she knew it would be a long time before she would see any real changes.
The girls went to a movie, hung out at the mall, took a long walk in the park,
watched TV together, did a seance with candles and everything, played games, and
just had a great time together. Sunday night came all too soon, and Tori's
parents arrived.
"Hello mother." said Tori, giving her a hug and a kiss. "Do you remember my
friend Allison?"
"No," she said "but I think you talked about her once. Isn't she in your art
class?"
"No, it's my gym class."
"Oh yes. Right. How do you do Allison?"
"It's nice to meet you Mrs. Richards. Tori says so many nice things about you.
You have a very lovely house here."
"Why thank you Allison. Tori, how come you never bring over nice girls like this
one?"
If only she knew!
"Oh mom, you're embarrassing me!" she said, as she and Allison headed upstairs.
"Frank, why don't we order some pizza for the girls?" asked Tori's mother, as he
unloaded the bags.
Allison slept over, then went to school, riding in Tori's Saturn. She had
memorized Tori's license plate number, and had stared at the car so many times,
wishing she could ride with her. Now it had come true! It was different than she
had anticipated though; Allison had thought that it would be Tori as the
girlfriend, not her!
The teachers and classmates were startled that Matt had become Allison, and she
was sent to the councilor's office for an interview.
"Hello Mrs. Lauer." said Allison.
"Now Matt..."
"It's Allison." she corrected.
"Why did you come to school like this today?"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, dressed up like a girl."
"I *am* a girl. How am I supposed to dress?"
"Like a boy!" said Mrs. Lauer.
"A boy? Why would I do that? The other girls would tease me."
"Don't the boys tease you for dressing like a girl?"
"Why should they? I am a girl."
"Now stop this. I am going to call your parents."
"Please, go ahead. I can't wait for them to know!" enthused Allison.
Mrs. Lauer called Matt's mother, and explained the situation. She wanted to speak
to her son on the phone.
"Hi mom." said Allison.
"Matt, what are you doing? Is this some sort of joke?"
"Who's this 'Matt' everyone keeps talking about?" said Allison. "I'm confused."
"Damn right you're confused. They say you're wearing a skirt!"
"Yes, its a pretty plaid which goes with my sweater. It's a cute outfit! You
should see..."
"Matt, please. Why are you doing this? Do you want some help son?"
"I'm not your son, and I'm not Matt!" said Allison, handing the phone back to
Mrs. Lauer.
"I'm sorry Amanda. He seems to really think he's a girl. I'll get the
psychologist to talk to him, then you can come pick him up."
Tori waited thirty minutes for Allison to meet her at her car after class. She
was worried. Allison wouldn't just leave her hanging. Perhaps she didn't care
after all. Tori finally gave up, and went home by herself.
Two weeks later, Tori received another letter. It read:
My dear friend Tori,
First of all, I want to thank you for all you've done
for me. The weekend we spent together was the best
days of my whole life.
You've opened up a new door for me, and shown me the
light. I've begun my life all over again, and I've
never been so happy before.
They had me see some psychologists for some reason,
then they sent me to the transformation clinic where
I am at now. I have to go through a six month
transition period before they'll let me have my
surgery tocure my body problem. Once I have the
growths removed, they assure me I'll have a lovely
female body.
And it is all thanks to you. Once I return from here,
I can't wait to see you, and reciprocate the
kindness, which you have shown me.
Your friend forever,
Allison.
Maddy
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