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A Novel Approach
By Jennifer White
John Summers had always wished he were a girl. Ever since
he was young, he had been jealous of his sisters. They
clothes they got to wear, they toys they got to play with,
the way they talked, the things they did... all what he
longed for.
As he grew older, he started to wear their clothes in
secret. As he sexually matured, his first orgasm occurred
when he lay on his stomach while wearing a plaid skirt. The
rough fabric rubbed against his penis, and he had his first
orgasm. He didn't even know what it was! It just felt
*right* to wear his sister's clothes. And the pleasure from
his orgasm? It was the icing on the cake for him. Ever
since then, he knew that he was destined to be a girl. That
was his goal in life.
But how could he tell anyone? How could he reveal his
secret? He knew that he wasn't gay or anything; he desired
only women. But when he saw a pretty girl on the street,
his first thought always was: 'I wish I was her.'
***
One day, John was flying home from Atlanta, at the end of a
week long business trip. He half hoped the plane would
explode on takeoff, so he could start his life over again,
as it was supposed to be. A female life. He sighed.
He went back into the bathroom on the plane, so that he
could take one of the maxipads out of the dispenser, and
put it on. It gave him comfort somehow. And an erection as
well. *He* was wearing a pad!
When he returned to his seat, he went to pull out the
airline magazine to read for the rest of the ride home.
When he got it out, he noticed that there was a book in the
pocket as well. He was in the right seat, and the one next
to him was empty, so nobody else had left it, not on that
flight. It must have been someone earlier in the day. The
lazy cleaners must have skipped that row.
He looked at the cover. It was called "Passion's Rage",
with a picture of a buxom woman on the cover, being swept
off her feet by a handsome shirtless man, with a picture of
a mansion and grove of trees in the background.
The thought came into his mind that this was the type of
book, which women read. Perhaps he was meant to find it! He
would read it, and could better understand what women
looked for. And how they felt. And what turns *them* on. He
truly wanted to understand it. He wanted to feel feminine
inside. He decided to take the book home and read it.
Passion's Rage
Chapter 1: A New Summer
Summer Johnson was twenty seven years old, and came
home to Collingswood for the first time in ten years.
Collingswood was a sprawling ancient mansion, with
cotton fields stretching out as far as the river to
the south, and as far as the eye could see in every
other direction. Once a crowning glory of the old
south, it was now starting to go to shambles. Ever
since her great grandfather Christopher had passed
away, nobody in the family had farming in their
blood. Except her.
Yet she had been the ugly duckling of the family. As
a girl, she was heavy for her size, never losing her
baby fat or roundness of face. Her mousy hair and
quiet demeanor left her as an outcast. The girls all
teased her. The boys shunned her. Yet the quiet
dignity of her demeanor, and the bright flash of her
eyes told those who cared to look that behind her
initial impression that she was a child of destiny. A
destiny, which would someday come to affect the quiet
rural world of the Deep South.
***
John Summers looked up from the book. What was all that?
Huh? A child of destiny? Farming in the blood? He hoped it
got better.
As he read on, he learned that Summer returned to town to
take over the family business, fix up the mansion, and
settle old business. She was now beautiful 'in the full
flower of womanhood', and every man in town was after her.
She shunned them all, because they had been so mean to her
as a child.
Summer needed help around the farm (being 'just' a weak,
frail, feminine 'woman-child', without the skills or power
to turn around the farm. After an incident involving a
ladder, attempts at painting, a horse, and many tears, she
decided to take on help. She didn't want anyone from
before, yet few families moved into Kentwood County. Except
one: a young Mexican man, Carlos, who was looked down on by
the community. In that part of the country, any type of
interracial relations were frowned upon. Very greatly. The
last time Carlos had a girl from the town, they burned down
his house as a warning.
Summer's family hated her for hiring him. Yet he was a good
worker, smart, honest, a great cook, and even played
guitar.
***
John Summers liked to dress up in his collection of female
clothes. He thought that his French maid uniform was
particularly exciting to wear, with his fake breasts and
his wig. He was expert at applying makeup, and had learned
how to dress, and make the most of his slender legs. He
sometimes went out into public, and did a good job of not
standing out. All be the most discriminating eyes thought
he was female.
His company where he worked wasn't doing very well, and
they started to cut back his hours. He liked buying women's
clothes, but they were expensive! He decided that if he was
going to keep up with his 'habit', he was going to have to
take up a second job. He did not like the idea of working
at some burger joint, and there weren't too many jobs,
which sounded very appealing.
Reading the classified ads, he finally found something:
there was an ad for a part time maid. He called the number,
and spoke with a woman who said they were interviewing the
next day. He decided to show up, but dressed in his French
maid uniform. What if he got the work? He'd get paid for
dressing up! What a brilliant idea!
The next evening, dressed from head to toe as a girl, he
went to the interview. He answered their questions, and
told them that he had experience doing such work. He was
hired on the spot. Inspired by the book, he used the name
'Summer'.
The next evening, he showed up, right on time, fully
dressed. He began his work, and did a good job. Mr. Carlson
owned a large townhouse he had inherited from his family.
It had seen better days, and needed a lot of work. John was
going to be able to come in as often as he wanted, for as
long as he wanted. There would be plenty of money to be
had! He was a dedicated worker, and did a great job.
"You are so dedicated, Summer."
"Thank you!" he said. "I try my best."
"You are such a find! I think you are a keeper."
They laughed, and said good-bye. Mr. Carlson said he had a
big job for tomorrow, and he couldn't wait to get started.
***
That night, wearing his nightie, John read some more from
the book. It continued in the same vein, but he read on. He
was in a groove reading, starting to get drowsy, when he
read something, which shocked him.
Summer was overjoyed at the job Carlos had been doing.
Things were looking so much better around Collingswood
since he had arrived.
"You are so dedicated!" she said glowingly.
"Thank you!" he said. "I try my best."
"You are such a find! I think you are a keeper."
They laughed as they said their tender good-byes. Summer
told Carlos that she had a big job for him tomorrow, and
she couldn't wait to get started.
The dialog matched what Mr. Carlson had said earlier in the
day! Down to the word! How was that possible? It must be a
mistake. John read on about Summer's feelings:
It was forbidden, it was wrong, but she felt something for
him. Something which could develop into the pure and true
love she desperately longed for.
***
The next day at his second job, as a maid, John was feeling
upset. He came in as usual, and started on the chores. But
when Mr. Carlson started to talk to him, he felt his heart
leap. He had never felt that before! And this was a man! It
was so wrong! This wasn't what he wanted. Perhaps he should
quit. He was confused, and didn't know what to do. He got
through the day, struggling with his conflicting emotions.
Back home that evening, he sipped a glass of wine as he
read the book, now unable to put it down. In the book,
Summer started to doubt herself about the attraction she
felt towards Carlos. It was so wrong! She felt confused.
Perhaps she should fire him. She decided that she would
have to confront him.
"Look Carlos, you and I... this cannot be. We have
such longing in our hearts, but we must keep our
relationship professional. We cannot be together."
***
When John went into work the next day. He decided to do
what Summer did in the book. When Mr. Carlson started to
make an advance, and putting his hand on John's butt, John
told him that the relationship could not be. "We cannot be
together," he said.
All seemed well, until it was time to leave. They looked
each other in the eye, and Mr. Carlson kissed him on the
hand as a token of departure. Mr. Carlson told John of his
feelings of love. Against his better judgment, John was
stirred. No! He was going to end it! How could he be
falling in love?
After work, he raced home to see what happened next in
"Passion's Rage".
In the book, Carlos kissed Summer's hand upon their
parting, and she was stirred.
Although her head told her that it was wrong, and no
good could come from it, Summer's heart was wakened.
She began to give in to her emotions, which were
welling up from her soul, their shimmering
effervescence making her heart sing. Perhaps they
could do this after all...
The passage made John's heart race. He went to sleep,
laying there in his nightie, tossing and turning. He tried
to reflect on what was going on with his life. He hadn't
really thought about it, but he was working almost all his
time for Mr. Carlson now, and very little at his other job.
The only time he ever dressed as a man anymore was at his
old job, and even then he was somewhat androgynous. Perhaps
he should just quit that, so he wouldn't have to go back
and forth so often. That would make life much easier.
Perhaps he should be 'Summer' all the time. Perhaps things
could work out for him after all...
***
In the morning, John's heart was singing. He knew that he
had made the right decision. From that day on, he was going
to think of himself as Summer all the time. John was no
more. He skipped on his way to work. During his afternoon
break, he and Mr. Carlson held hands, and took a long walk.
He felt like a woman. For the first time he felt feminine.
He felt like a girl! He actually thought of himself as a
'she'.
That night, Summer (formerly known as John) read about her
alter ego in the book.
Summer and Carlos, now closer than ever, took a long
walk through the rolling green hills of Collingswood,
holding hands. They paused by the babbling waters of
the brook to admire the view, and their growing love
they felt in their hearts. Although no words were
spoken, the tacit bond between them was cemented.
That evening, the decided to set a date to debut as a
couple in public...
***
Summer called her old job, trying her best to come up with
a 'John' voice. Her vocal patterns, inflections, and even
pitch had drifted to its current feminine tonality. She
told them that she was no longer going to work there. She
was going to spend all her time working for Mr. Carlson.
That afternoon at work, Mr. Carlson asked her out to
dinner. She knew it would be coming, because of the
inevitable clue from the book. She gladly accepted, glowing
with excitement for their first official date in public.
Mr. Carlson took Summer to a four star bistro, where they
shared an excellent meal and a bottle of wine. After the
meal the creme brulee dessert, Mr. Carlson asked Summer to
move in with him at the townhouse. He had plenty of extra
room, and why should Summer have to spend so much of her
money on rent?
***
At home, Summer started to pack up her things. Those that
had belonged to John were boxed up to give to the poor.
Summer had a sizable wardrobe, so it would take several
trips to move everything over to Mr. Carlson's place.
She did her nightly reading, from "Passion's Rage." Of
course, in the book, Summer invited Carlos to move in with
her, because she has so many extra rooms, and why should he
waste his money on rent? "Her emotions swirled like the
eddies from an oar cutting through the calm blue waters of
the placid lake."
Back in the real world, Summer's emotions swirled. She
decided to accept Mr. Carlson's offer. She came to work
with a fully packed bag, with her most essential items. She
also decided that she needed to be prettier to please him,
and that she would go get breast implants. She was going to
speak to a doctor to get a prescription for female hormones
too. Once she had better 'assets', she could start to dress
sexier. She was a woman now, and she would alter her body
to match her world view.
***
In the recovery room, Summer read from the book. The
fictional heroine decided to start dressing in sexier
clothes to be more attractive for Carlos. She was really
falling for him now, and decided that she would do anything
he asked. He was her world.
Summer was tired, so she put down the book. She had told
Mr. Carlson that she was going out of town to visit her
sister. She hated to lie to him. He really was her world,
and she knew in her heart that she would do anything he
asked. She was really falling for him now.
Yet she had a sense of fear. She had peeked at the end when
she first found the book, and she knew there was a love
scene coming up. She could not stop. But she knew that if
she read further, she would make love to Mr. Carlson. Yet
she felt compelled to continue on.
***
Summer was afraid of what would happen next. The
people in the town were all talking about her and
Carlos. Some were jealous, others with a spite born
out of hatred.
"But I am a vivacious woman!" said Summer out loud,
yelling although only the young cotton plants and the
fertile soil of the delta could hear her voice. "I
can do anything! Whatever I want!"
Summer searched her feelings, which were growing
stronger day by day. Her life was starting to be
ruled more and more by her emotions. Perhaps it was
the effects of the estrogen? She truly felt like a
woman now. She realized that as a woman, she could do
whatever she wanted. Anything!
There was only one thing holding her back though. She
had a lovely look, nice breasts, subtle curves, and
soft smooth skin. She had long ago shed the wig, with
her own real hair now coming down to her shoulders.
But in between her legs, she was held back. She knew
what she had to do; she called the plastic surgeon,
and scheduled 'The Operation'. Soon she would
complete.
***
Summer told Mr. Carlson that she had to go away for a few
weeks to settle some family business, and soon she would
return forever. She checked into the clinic, and read some
of the book as she prepared for the surgery the next
morning.
Summer was sick, and had to go away to recover. The doctors
told her it could be up to a month before she was well
again.
***
While off at the resort, Summer began to doubt her
love for Carlos. Was it real, or was it just because
they were together so much? She was going to devote
her entire life to him. Was this the right thing? The
right thing for her? Could she live her life devoted
to a man? A man with whom love was forbidden by the
social norms of the rural south? She was only a
woman, not strong like a man. Her mind was clouded by
her emotions. Oh what longing she felt in her heart!
***
In the recovery room, it really hit Summer that it was
done. It was permanent. She was a woman now, in every way.
Should she really have done this? She had a moment of
doubt, and wondered if this is what she really wanted?
But no, this was her dream come true! She resolved to give
it a real try. She picked up the book again. In the next to
last chapter, Summer resolved to give her love with Carlos
a real try too! She ran back to Carlos, and they ended up
making love.
***
Once fully recovered, Summer returned to Mr. Carlson's
house. They longing they felt in their hearts after their
separation was too much, and they ended up making love. For
the first time, Summer was penetrated, and enjoyed sex as a
woman. Mr. Carlson was so overwhelmed by the event, that he
proposed to Summer. He found his grandmother's wedding
ring, and gave it to Summer.
Summer was overjoyed. She was going to be a bride! She was
going to live out her life as a happy woman. What could be
better? She smiled as she read the last chapter in
"Passion's Rage".
Summer woke up in love. The true love which any woman
dreams of, from they days of their girlhood, when
love is but an abstract image, an ideal dreamed of in
the far off reaches of adulthood. For most women, as
they grow up, and grow out of their dreams. But for a
lucky few, love does in fact grow. Such was the fate
for Summer, now Mrs. Summer Lopez.
Summer felt the pang of new life stirring within her,
and smiled, reflecting on her life and her love. She
had not been prepared for the storm of passion's
rage, and had been overwhelmed by it. Against all
odds, she found her one true love.
Summer put down the book and smiled. She had felt some
pangs in her stomach, but had attributed it to having eaten
Mexican food that night. She wondered what was possible in
this world?
Epilogue:
Summer walked through the mall, shopping for a new dress to
wear when she went out dancing Saturday. Out of habit, she
still had the book in her purse. She saw a young man
sitting dejectedly, alone on a bench near the shoe store.
He looked as if he was on the verge of tears.
"Hi." she said softly. He didn't answer. "Here, read this.
This will help you," she said, handing the book over to
him. It was time for another man to be caught in the web of
passion's rage...
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