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A Man's World By Jennifer White Maria Fernendez had made her way through life, struggling for every success she had obtained. Coming from a poor family, she was the first one to be accepted into college. However, she had to work full time, so it took six years to earn her degree. Now she was a nurse at the big hospital downtown, but it was not a high paying job. She had rent on her small apartment, a car payment, the usual bills for utilities, insurance and such. And then there was her student loan, which she would be paying off for years. Not to mention the fact that she gave money to her poor family every week, so they could afford the basics. Maria felt somewhat frustrated with work, in that most of the managers were incompetent, white males. She was a female Hispanic, and knew that she would never be promoted. She could run the department so much better, but you had to be a man to succeed in the world. She was upset knowing that she would never be able to have a high paying job like them. Her boss's boss had talked to her once, and told her that she could go far. But what he really wanted, was to have sex with her. If she would put out for him, he would do favors for her. She would rather starve than to use her body to get ahead. No, she wanted to succeed, but it had to be on her own terms. Men traditionally held positions of power, and did their best to keep women down, afraid of what might happen if the women were allowed to run the world. Even in cultures where women were treated with respect, and old women looked up at for their wisdom, it was rare for a female to have true power. How few women were elected? How few of the judges, mayors or senators were women? And of those few, how many were non-white? She was a minority within a minority when it came to positions of power, even though women outnumber men in the world, and the so called 'minorities' outnumber whites. She was upset, frustrated, and fed up with the world. She was also lonely. She had longed for a relationship, where she could have a true partner who understood her, could talk to her, cherish her, and love her. But such a man did not seem to exist. They just wanted one thing from her: sex. Why did they act like that? What was wrong with them? She just couldn't understand at all. As she did every night, she went to sleep alone. *** When Maria woke up, she felt funny. She stretched out, but felt stiff all over, like her muscles were all tensed up. That's strange; she hadn't worked out for the last three days, and even then, she never felt this sore. The pillows were soft and inviting, and she started to snooze, but the alarm went off again with a loud beep. She hit the snooze button, but knocked the whole alarm off the nightstand. She hadn't meant to hit it that hard, it just went off. Oops! Where did that come from? She rolled over onto her stomach, to see over the edge if the clock was damaged. It wasn't, so she was relieved. She didn't have the money to go around buying alarm clocks! She stretched again, and felt something strange, which she had never felt before. It was a sort of tingle between her legs. Not like when she began to become aroused, nor like when she got wet. As she puzzled, she suddenly felt a strong itch in her crotch too. She rolled onto her back so she could scratch it, and got a huge shock: her nightie was being poked up from underneath, like a pole holding up a tent! What in the... what was this? She sat up, and pulled up her nightie. In between her legs, she had an alien attachment: she had a penis. Her! "Oh my God!" she said out loud, and was again shocked at the bass tone of her voice. A *man's* voice. And between her legs, she didn't just have a penis, she had testicles too! She reached down to cautiously touch them, and the noticed, she had a clear view of them, because her chest was now flat. Her breasts were gone, replaced by a manly chest covered with hair! And her legs! They were furry with hair as well. "Ewww!" she said in disgust, wanting to shave it all off right away! Again, her new deep voice started her and scared her. What had happened to her? She was a man now! Maria rushed over to the full-length mirror on the other side of her bedroom to take a closer look. What she saw was an attractive man, dressed in a woman's nightie, staring back at her. She took off the nightie, and looked at her new naked body. A man's body. From the strong muscles in the arms and legs, to the wide shoulders, to the strong chin, she had completely transformed. Her long beautiful hair was gone, replaced by short cropped blond hair. Her graceful hands, thin wrists, and long nails were replaced by blocky strong hands now. The curve in her hips was gone, and she was taller than she had been, by several inches. Her face had a rough covering of short hair stubble, in need of a shave. And in her crotch, her new genitalia stuck out. She had an overwhelming urge to go to the bathroom, so she walked over, feeling the strange new powerful strides that she was taking. She sat down, but had trouble getting her pee to start. First of all, her erect penis was hard to tuck under the toilet seat. Then she realized that men did that standing up, so she tried it that way. She relieved herself, feeling the strange sensation of the warm fluid flowing through her fully erect penis. Some of it was missing the toilet, so she grabbed it to direct it in. Is that what men had to do? It was so much easier sitting down! Now she had to clean up the mess. She hoped she was dreaming all this, so she took a hot shower to try and wake herself up. But after emerging from the shower fresh and clean, she was still stuck in a man's body. She dried herself off, and realized that she wasn't going to need to put the towel up in her hair, now that it was so short. In fact, she wasn't going to have to blow dry it either. This was going to be so different! She walked to the bedroom to start to put on some clothes. Following her normal routine, she started to put on her bra, when she realized that with this new body, she didn't need one. That and it looked silly to have a bra on a man's chest. But she had always felt so naked without one! Whenever she wore an outfit without a bra, she felt so self-conscious in public! Perhaps she should wear one anyway, just for the comfort level? Even if she looked like a man, she was still really a woman. But she decided not to, for today. If she could get by without one, she would make do. Next, she needed to put on underwear, but all she had was an assortment of panties. She picked a pair of white cotton ones, without the lacy frilly edges or the silk fabrics, which she was so fond of. They looked so out of place, with a distinct bulge in the middle. She felt such shame! How could *she* have a penis? This was all so wrong! She looked at her closet, through her collection of skirts and dresses. She couldn't go out in public in those, with her new male body. She had so many feminine outfits, it was hard to find something which didn't look silly. It was summer, so her large sweatshirts were out of the question. At last, she found an old oversized T-shirt, and a pair of sweatpants. She would have to go out shopping, to get an outfit or two, in case she stayed this way for more than a little while. The thought made her shudder. Stay this way? She wanted to go back. She wanted to be a woman! How could she be in a man's body? She missed the feel of her breasts. She missed her softness, her curves. She sadly walked back into the bathroom to shave her face. As she scraped the stubble off of her face, she wondered if she should have shaved her legs and her chest in the shower too. And what about those armpits? It was like a gorilla or a chimpanzee with all that yucky hair. It had to go. She would shave it all off tomorrow if she didn't become herself again. Maria did realize that it was some sort of advantage to be able to get ready quickly, without needing to put on makeup or do her hair. She was ready in half the time it normally took her, and she was going slowly, feeling her new muscles, touching her chest, caressing her new genitals. And then there was the feeling in her stomach. Maria had always been a light eater, which helped keep her slender. But this new body had a *hunger* inside. She was truly hungry, which was very rare for her to feel. She ate a big breakfast (for her) of orange juice, a banana (for the potassium), her vitamins, and a yogurt. But she still felt very hungry after all of that. She had always hated the way men ate, the way they were such slobs, the way the fed their faces. But now she gained an inking of understanding, that the male body craved food differently then that of a female. "What am I going to do next, want to watch football?" she thought to herself, hoping that whatever changes were made to her body, that it wouldn't affect her brain. She valued herself, and didn't want to lose anything. She was afraid that she would become just like the rest of them. She wanted to explore, and see what made men tick, but she had to keep herself. That was most important to her. Before leaving the house, she needed to put on shoes. Her beloved collection of shoes were now useless, since her foot was much larger. She longed to slip into her favorite flats, or a sexy red pair of pumps, but none of them would fit. Even her sandals were too small to get into. Finally, she found a pair of oversized flip-flops, which she could squeeze her feet into. They looked silly, but what choice did she have? She grabbed her purse, slung it over her shoulder, and walked to the car. *** Once in the car, Maria instinctively pulled out her tube of lipstick, and began to apply it in the mirror. Suddenly she realized that it looked silly for a man to have bright red lips, so she dug in her purse for a Kleenex, and wiped it off. That also made her realize that if she was a man, she couldn't go around carrying a purse. But how was she going to be able to carry everything? You need so many things, and they don't just fit into your pocket. She couldn't imagine how she was going to get along if she couldn't carry her purse. "Well, I can do without the compact and the tampons." she thought, and started to dig through it. She took out the money, credit cards, driver's license, tissues, photos of family, friends, and their children, along with other various things she couldn't do without. She stuffed them all into her pockets, and drove to the mall. Once she arrived there, she set out to buy some half way decent clothes. She went to a nice store, and decided to start with some dress shirts, and some khaki pants. The sales clerk walked up to her. He approached Maria, and started to talk. "Good morning sir." he said. Sir! He was calling her 'sir'! "Uh... good morning Peter." she said, reading his nametag. "How are you today?" "I'm fine sir, thank you for asking. Is there anything I can help you with?" "Yes, I'd like to buy some dress shirts, and some khakis. Can you show me something?" "Certainly. What size are you?" asked the clerk. "I wear a size 5." replied Maria. "Sir? What do you mean?" Maria blushed as she realized that men's sizes were different from women's. She had bought clothes for boyfriends before, but when asked *her* size, it was sort of automatic. She had been a 5 for quite some time, and it was strange to think of herself any other way. "Sorry, I wasn't thinking. Why don't you measure me?" she said. Peter measured her, and decided that she would best fit in a large, tall size. He measured her neck size, and went off to bring back several shirts. Maria picked out a few colors she liked, then went on to the pants. She had no idea of her waist size, or her inseam, so she needed Peter to measure her. She picked out a good pair of pants, then thanked Peter for his help. She walked over to the socks and underwear area, selecting briefs, because she didn't think she would be comfortable in boxers. Socks were no big deal, although men wore more dark colored socks than women. She picked gray and blues ones. After paying in cash, she picked up the bag, and went over to the shoe store. She found a couple of pairs, but couldn't decide which she liked better, so she decided to try them on. She remembered to have a clerk measure her, since she had no idea how men's shoe sizes ran. She turned out to be a size twelve. "Size twelve!" said the clerk. "You know what they say, big hands, big feet..." "Uh, no." said Maria. "What do they say?" She had never heard the phrase before. The clerk became embarrassed, and quickly left her alone. She decided she liked the loafers, so she bought them, and wore them out of the store. Heading back towards the car, she passed a cart in the middle of the mall with jewelry. She started to look at some of the earrings, which were really cute! There was one pair with diamond chips and a pearl, which would look great with her one outfit. She reached for the box to look at the price. "Are those for your girlfriend?" asked the sales lady. "Uh... yes. I think she would like these. They're really cute!" replied Maria. "Yes they are. You have good tastes for a man. Your girlfriend must be very lucky." They laughed, and Maria left without buying them. If she came back to her female form, she could always return. But as for now, they would look really silly on a man's ear. She got to her car, and started to drive out of the parking lot. Near the end of the row, a lady suddenly pulled out of a space, forcing Maria to slam on her brakes. A sudden surge of anger swept over her. She laid on her horn and yelled, "Stupid idiot! Watch where the hell you're going!!!" Whoa! Where did that come from? She felt ashamed. How could she have acted like that? It must have been the testosterone from her new body kicking in, making her aggressive. No! She didn't want to change! She treasured her womanhood, and feared that it might be slipping away. She vowed to go home and put on a bra so she would remember that she was really a girl inside. *** Once home, Maria pulled out her bra, but felt funny putting it over such a hairy chest. She went into the shower again, shaved her chest, then her armpits. It felt so much better! While she was at it, she did her legs too. After drying off, she used her normal body oils and facial creams. To hell with the male body, she was going to treat it like that of a girl. She put on her bra, although she had to adjust the straps because of the bigger shoulders. She selected her most padded bra, and stuffed the cups full with neatly folded facial towels. Now she had the familiar mounds on her chest. She felt so much more relaxed! And rather than her new briefs, she put on her most sexy pair of panties, silky, black, with lacy edges. She put on her new dress shirt, keeping the top four buttons undone. It looked sexy on her, although a little too large. She pulled out a skirt her aunt had given her a few years ago. It was several sizes too large for her, so she never wore it. It had an elastic waist, so she was able to get it on. She felt so much more at home dressed in the female clothes. She applied makeup to her face, more than usual, and sprayed on perfume. She got out her nail polish, and did her nails too. She looked in the mirror at the results. What she saw was a man, dressed up like a girl, not looking very good at all. There were no curves! The shoulders were too blocky! The face was too strong! Too many muscles! She was *so* upset. She wasn't able to look feminine enough for herself. She decided that she was going to need to do something about the hair. Four years ago, she had gone to a Halloween party as 'Barbie'. She had a blond wig somewhere in her closet. She found the bag, pulled out the wig, and put it on. It was hardly realistic, but now at least she had long hair. Ahh. She felt more feminine this way. Maria debated what she was going to do. Was this change going to be something permanent? Was it just for the day? She had no idea. She was lucky that she had three days off, so she didn't have to worry about work for now. Perhaps if she went to bed, she would be normal in the morning. She turned in early, after reading her favorite poetry book. She fell asleep quickly, and had strange dreams. *** In the morning, the first thing Maria did was to feel between her legs. She was disappointed to discover that *it* was still there. She was still a man. She decided that she would try to explore her manhood today, and perhaps if she learned some lessons, she would revert back. That sounded like something logical, based on the fairy tales she had read as a little girl. After showering, she dressed in her new male clothes. She felt so weird! So out of place! The man looking back at her from the mirror was attractive an all, but he wasn't her. She longed to go back. She decided that she was going to enlist the help of a friend. Lily was another nurse at work, and a good friend ever since college. Maria walked the four blocks from her apartment to Lily's. She punched in the entry code in the foyer, and walked up the steps to the third floor. It was a lot easier going up with her new, strong legs! She started to take the stairs two at a time, and got to the third floor in record time. She walked down the hallway to unit number 317. She remembered moving Lily in here, with a couple of other girls. This body sure would have made *that* job easier, going up and down the stairs dozens of times! Why couldn't she have changed *that* day? She knocked on the door. A few moment's later, Lily answered. "Who's there?" "Lily! It's Maria!" she said. But her male voice sounded nothing like Maria. "What? Who are you?" was the reply. "Um... Maria sent me. Maria Fernendez." The door opened, still chained. "Lily, please listen. I know this sounds strange, but you have to help you. I need you to believe me. *I* am Maria. I woke up like this, but it's *me* inside here. Please let me in so we can talk!" Lily got a skeptical look on her face. "What are you selling? Go away, or I'm calling the cops!" "Oh Lil, you just won't quit with your crush on men in uniform!" said Maria. "I bet you've been waiting for an excuse to call them, so you can see that officer Green again. Only you would try to pick up the guy writing you a speeding ticket!" "Who are you? How do you know..." said Lily, her voice quivering. "Because I am Maria. Ask me anything!" "How do you spell 'fun'?" asked Lily. "M-a-r-g-a-r-i-t-a-s!" (margarita) said Maria, chuckling at their inside joke. "Who's hotter, Harrison Ford or Nick Nolte?" "You know I hate older men. Give me Antonio Bandaras!" said Maria. Lily laughed, and opened the door. This strange man either had to be Maria, or knew her so well that he had to be her brother. A very cute brother that is. Maria plopped down in her favorite seat, and petted Jade, Lily's cat. Jade was very shy, running into hiding for most people. But she had always loved Maria. Jade sat in Maria's lap, and started to purr. "See, Jade recognizes me." she said, stroking the kitty's soft fur. "I just can't believe it." said Lily. "How about me? How do you think I feel about this?" "When did it happen?" "I woke up like this yesterday. I hoped it would go away, but it hasn't. I wanted to talk to you. I need help! I don't know what to do!" "You can always count on me as your friend" said Lily. "We're sisters. Or... uh... we were. How does it feel to be a guy?" "Awful. The way I walk, talk, move... even the way I'm starting to think. I hate it. And I don't *feel* as well as I did. Its like my emotions are dimmer in here. There's too much logic! I want to feel free again! I want to be a girl!" "What about your new... um... your cock!" "I hate it!" "Why?" "I want my vagina back. I want my clit. I miss them." "Have you tried it out yet?" "Tried it out? Ew! No way." "But guys seem so driven by sex. I would think you'd be sitting there planning on how you were going to get me into bed and fuck me." "Are you crazy? You're my best friend. I would never do that to you. We did kiss that one time, but that was just our lesbo phase." They laughed at their joke. Once, they were both dumped by guys within days of each other. They had both sworn off me 'from now on', and decided to become lesbians. They kissed each other the once, but felt nothing. Two days later, Lily was out on a date with Dave. So much for the 'lesbo phase' as they called it! "But wouldn't it be a shame to have that equipment, and not even try it? I mean, what if you become yourself again in an hour. Wouldn't you be sorry if you didn't?" "I'd be glad to be back to normal!" said Maria. "Look, you're a guy now, and you're cute. I want you! Let's go to bed!" "No Lily! I don't want to do that!" "Then why do you have that bulge in your pants?" she asked. Maria looked down, and realized that she was fully erect. She was tingling with excitement. As much as her conscious mind was fighting it, she had a physical urge to have sex with Lily. If she stayed a man, how long would it be before the urges started to overcome her, and she started acting like a fool attempting to have sex? Men's sexual urges seemed to be so strong. She thought about all that she would put a man through before she would even consider having sex with him. They must have quite an overwhelming feeling during orgasm! If they were willing to go through all that! "Well, okay, if you really want to. But we don't have to do this." "Yes we do. First of all, you *know* what a chick really wants, right? Just touch me the way you'd want to be touched. Then when you get inside me, you can feel what its like for a man, and you can explain it to me. Men never want to talk, especially after sex. You're a chick, so you can tell me just what its like. Then I'll know how to satisfy my lover better. Its win-win!" Maria reluctantly followed Lily to her bedroom, and closed the door so that Jade would not come in and bother them. Most men making love to Lily had wanted to just get naked quickly, but Maria took her time. First the hugged and kissed, touching each other in sensitive spots, feeling the heat from each other's bodies. Slowly, Maria undid a button on her shirt, then kissed Lily. Lily undid another one of the buttons, and kissed Maria. Slowly, piece by piece, they shed their clothes. Instead of the heated rush of most men, Maria's gentle way and easy pace heightened the excitement which both felt. If only more men had women's brains in their heads! Now fully naked, they lay down and kissed, holding each other tight, rubbing their hands on each other's backs. Maria rolled Lily onto her back, and began to lightly touch her nipples, moving her fingers in slow, gentle circles. Lily's nipples became erect, and Maria began to suckle them, causing a low moan to come from Lily's mouth. Now Maria used her right hand to gently caress Lily's labia, and ran her hand through the neatly trimmed patch of pubic hair. Lily was trembling as Maria gently inserted the tip of her finger into the to beginning of her slit, and found Lily's clitoris. She applied just the lightest pressure, and Lily began coming! It was one small orgasm after the other, non-stop for minutes on end. Lily moaned again, gasping for breath. No man had ever been so loving, so gentle, so caring! Oh how she wanted to feel this man inside her! He was teasing her gently, and she was getting so wet! She wanted him now! She ached for him. But instead of mounting her, he now penetrated her with his finger. He felt inside her until he reached her special spot. Chills went up and down Lily's spine, as Maria touched her inside, moving her thumb into contact with her clit. He changed his suckling from the left breast to the right. Lily was exploding and trembling as orgasm after wave of orgasm rolled over her! Now Maria surprised Lily by sliding to the edge of the bed, and going down on her. She used her tongue to apply just the right gentle pressure on the clitoris, while playing with her breasts. Maria pinched her nipples, sending tingles of delight throughout Lily's entire body! It was pure please, non-stop, until all of a sudden, she became so tender! Lily laughed, squealed with delight, and had to push Maria away from her. Maria just smiled, wiped the drool off her chin with towel she had brought from the bathroom, and slid up next to her. They kissed for several minutes, with Lily reaching down between Maria's legs to caress the erect member there. She wanted it inside her so bad! "Now! I need you inside me!" Maria mounted Lily, keeping at a high angle, so that not only did she penetrate her, she made light contact with the clitoris too! Lily was able to have both a vaginal orgasm *and* and clitoral one at the same time! Maria used her large arms to hold up her weight, as she rocked slowly back and forth inside Lily. One shallow stroke, rest. One deep stroke, rest. Two shallow strokes, rest. One deep stroke, rest. The rhythm built up slowly, with the two getting closer and closer to their ultimate climax. Maria was very excited. She as so glad that she had been able to make Lily come so many times. Now she was about to feel a male orgasm! This was going to be so great! At the same moment, both of them exploded! Lily had a huge orgasm, causing her to scream out! Maria had her male orgasm, releasing large amounts of ejaculate into Lily. It was an explosion of pleasure, which lasted a second or two. Then it was over. Huh? That was it? Come on, there had to be more than that! As a woman, Maria was multi-orgasmic, and would get several small orgasms, and (if she was lucky) one or two big ones during sex. Just as Lily had. But her male orgasm was a one time only, quick shot. Then it was over. She pulled out, and slid next to Lily. Lily hugged her, kissed her, and clung on breathlessly. "Wow! You are the best lover in the entire world! I'm never letting you out of my sight, loverboy!" "I'm not a boy!" insisted Maria. "Oh yes you are!" said Lily, who began kissing her eagerly. Maria suddenly wanted to get away. She didn't want to hold Lily and snuggle. Wait! That was a man's urge! She fought it, and stayed, although she somehow felt repelled now. She hated herself for having felt something she hated *men* for. She wasn't going to become one of them! *** In the morning, Maria was still a man. And Lily was in love. Maria had known all of the right places to touch, the right things to do, how hard or how gentle to be, and had given her more orgasms than anyone had ever done before. "That was *so* awesome. I'll never hold out on *you* for sex. We can do that any time." she said. "Hmmm..." said Maria. She winced at the 'male' comment she had made back. Why did she say that instead of talking? "So, how did that big old male orgasm feel? Tell me all about it! I want to understand, from a woman's perspective, how it really felt. I've had guys blow hundreds of dollars on me, for one night, just hoping to get into my pants. It must be something really wonderful to make them go through all that." "No, I didn't think so." said Maria. "I was disappointed." "How do you mean?" "Well, I expected it to be something more powerful than my normal orgasm but it wasn't! And it only lasted for a few seconds. I felt a surge, a wonderful feeling in my brain, and a pumping in my penis. Then it was over. Bam. And I felt like I wanted to get away from you. It made me so upset to have such a male urge come over me. I'm losing myself! I'm losing my femininity! I'm becoming a man! I can't even cry now! I feel like I should be in tears, but now I just feel like I should shut up! Help me!" "What can I do?" asked Lily. "Make me feel like a girl again!" *** Lily set about trying to make Maria feel feminine again. She ran out to the mall, and returned with a new outfit, including sexy shoes, a black skirt, pantyhose, a bra with breast forms, and a wig. Everything was in Maria's new size. They spent the better part of an hour getting her all dressed up. Once in the feminine attire, wearing her bra, wearing makeup, in high heel shoes, with pantyhose hugging her legs, Maria felt so much more at home. She and Lily rented a tear-jerker movie, munched on low fat popcorn, and sipped wine coolers. Just like they did when neither had a date, and they wanted to hang out. They did their usual girl-talk, and Maria was able to forget her problems for a while. They went to bed together, with Maria borrowing one of Lily's silky nighties. She wore her bra to bed, so she would have the feel of breasts on her chest as she slept. *** Over the next few days, Maria stayed at Lily's place. Lily tried to feminize her as much as possible, but Maria didn't respond to her treatments. In fact, she was starting to develop some annoying male habits, like cutting her off when she was talking, or turning aside like he was ignoring her, while she tried to express herself. Maria was becoming more of a man, and Lily was powerless to stop it. Maria was becoming less attentive in bed. In fact, Lily didn't even want sex that night, because it was becoming a quick bang, then once Maria came, it was over. Just like a man. For her part, Maria was content that night with masturbating. When she was a woman, Maria had masturbated quite often. She had liked to touch herself lightly on the clitoris, with perhaps a little vibration added to the light constant pressure. But that didn't seem to get her penis to work. She tried grabbing it in her now large hand, and that felt better. She squeezed it tighter and tighter. As a woman, she had needed a soft and gentle touch. But as a man, it was better if it was rougher. She squeezed even tighter, until she came. Who needed Lily anyway? She always wanted to talk. And it was boring with the same woman every night. Maria decided that some variety was needed, and that Lily wasn't up for a threesome, then she would have to go. *** The next morning, when they woke up, after Maria showered, she got into her male clothes she had worn over when she first visited. Lily said nothing about it, but felt uncomfortable dressing in front of her guest. "How are you this morning Maria?" she asked. "I think you should call me Mark now." was the reply. "Are you sure? I thought you wanted me to feminize you." "No, I am Mark. A man needs a man's name." "What about your past? Your femininity?" "It is just that, the past. Where's the ketchup?" "What, we're talking about something serious here, and you're thinking of food?" "Why all this talking! Can't we just eat in peace?" said Mark. "Don't you even remember being a girl?" said Lily. "Do you remember when you were five years old?" asked Mark. "There's a few memories, but I grew up." He took a huge bite of food, and looked back down at the sports section of the newspaper. Lily went to the fridge, handed over the ketchup, and went into her room to cry. She had just lost her sister. Maria was now a male inside as well as out. It was like losing her twice! She knew that this new 'Mark' wasn't going to be the sensitive lover in bed that Maria had been. She was lucky enough to have experienced Maria in some in between state, where she was a combination of male and female. But now the male part had taken over. When Lily came out of her room, and saw Jade run under the couch when Mark approached, she knew in her heart that Maria was all but dead. She was gone, and had fully become Mark. Lily vowed to get her beloved friend back. She would feminize Mark, if it was the last thing she did. There had to be some way to work over a man, some way to make him feminine. She would not rest until Mark was her girlfriend again.