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Be a Girl
By Jennifer White
I was walking down the street, on the way back to work
after lunch. It was a nice day, warm with sunshine. There
were many people out walking, and I was eyeing some of the
lovely ladies who were starting to wear more revealing
clothes, now that it was late spring. They were also
wearing brighter colors, a sure sign of summer's approach.
Without their heavy sweaters, you could now get to see some
cleavage, and their jiggly parts.
One particularly good-looking young woman was standing on
the corner ahead. My eyes were caught by her bright yellow
shirt, and the way it bulged in front from her perfect
breasts. She had long hair, and was even wearing a skirt,
so you could see a little leg. She sure had my attention!
I stopped by her, waiting for the light to change so I
could cross the street. I glanced at her and smiled. I
expected her to look away, but instead she moved closer to
me! She put her head by my ear, and whispered to me.
"Be a girl," she said.
I was puzzled. What did she mean? I was going to ask her,
but next thing I knew, she melted into the crowd, and I was
crossing the street going the other way. I glanced back
over my shoulder to her, and she moved her red lips without
talking, mouthing the words again: Be a girl.
***
When I got back to my desk, her words haunted me. What in
the world did she mean by that? And why didn't I stop to
talk to her? She was hot! I wanted her. But for some
reason, I just walked off. I guess I was too flustered by
her saying something so strange to me.
Now I tried to concentrate on my job, but all I could think
of was her. I pulled up my web browser, and started to surf
the Internet. I thought of her skirt, and went to a couple
of different women's clothing web sites before I spotted
the exact one she had worn. I don't know how, but I was
sure it was the same. I found myself pulling out my credit
card, and ordering one online. But then I thought of her
bright yellow blouse. I again did a quick search, and found
it! I also ordered it. Why would I do that? I guess I was
just so taken with her. I was going to cancel the order,
but I saw my boss coming towards me, so I closed the
browser. I could always return the package when it arrived.
I did some work, but in my head I could still see her face.
And I could still hear her voice.
"Be a girl."
***
I got home, and breathed a sigh of relief. Friday night at
last. Time to kick back with a cold one! I went to the
fridge to grab a brewski. But when I opened the door, I
noticed a bottle of wine left over from the big party two
weeks ago. For some reason, that sounded better to me than
a beer. I pulled it out, opened it up, and poured myself a
glass. It was a chardonnay, with a nice fruit flavor, yet
not too sweet.
I had a pizza coupon on the fridge, so I grabbed it, and
dialed the number. When I was on hold, I noticed that there
was also a coupon for salads. When the guy finally picked
up on the other end, I was surprised to hear myself
ordering a salad instead of the pizza. Again, it just
sounded so much better to me! I guess it would be healthier
too as a bonus.
I turned on the TV, but I couldn't find anything other than
boring news shows and sports reports, so I turned to E! to
hear the latest gossip from Hollywood. You can always count
on that station at least.
I picked up the newspaper, discarding all but the
entertainment section. I read about the art exhibits at the
local gallery, which sounded interesting. I also checked
the schedule for the big fashion show they held each year
at the civic center to raise money for breast cancer. Did I
have tickets yet? I didn't think so. I had better go get
mine before it sold out. It was tomorrow night, so there
should still be time.
Then it dawned on me: I could order on-line too. So I fired
up my PC, got on the web, and went to tickets.com to get
mine. When I was done, I surfed around a bit. Then I
remembered the stuff I had ordered today. I was going to
cancel that, wasn't I? But why didn't I just wait until it
came, and saw if it fit first. If it didn't fit, I could
always return it then.
While I had clothes on the mind, I went out to a few other
online stores and ordered a few things I needed. I felt
like I didn't have a thing to wear! My wardrobe was so out
of date, and I didn't have the right colors for spring and
summer anyway. So I put in an order for a bunch of stuff.
There was a knock on the door, and I rushed over to it. It
was the delivery guy with the salad. Now where was my
purse? No, wait, I had some money laid out already in the
kitchen. I grabbed it, paid the nice young man, and gave
him a good tip to boot. He flashed me a great smile in
return.
I sipped my wine, ate my salad, and browsed Cosmo.com for
some good reading material.
***
That night I dreamed of her again. Her face was as clear as
day to me, and she told me in my dream: "Be a girl."
I could not get her out of my mind.
***
In the morning, I got up, took a shower, shaved my legs,
armpits, and my chest. I had no idea why I was covered with
so much hair! I mean, it was so ugly, like some kind of ape
or something. What wasn't I keeping up on shaving? Perhaps
electrolysis would be a better solution for me, so I
wouldn't have to do this so often. I would have to stop at
the drug store today when I go out shopping, to pick up a
home kit.
After patting myself dry with the towel, I noticed all the
hair in the shower drain, and what a mess my tub looked.
When was the last time I had cleaned it? I was really
behind on my housework. I was going to have to quit that
stupid softball team, which was taking up so much time. I
mean, how was I supposed to have time around the house, or
time to do the garden if I was practicing and playing some
silly sport? It was a coed team, and besides the girls, I
did get to hang around with some cute guys, but I didn't
think any of them were interested in me, so it didn't
really matter anyway.
I brushed my hair, and decided that I was going to let it
grow out more. I was tired of my look with such short hair.
But my eyebrows! They were just too thick. I took my razor
and shaved off the edges, but I was going to need some
serious plucking. Or better yet, a waxing. Perhaps I'd
treat myself to a day at the spa, get my nails done, and my
eyebrows. That sounded like a lot of fun!
I still couldn't find where my purse was, so I just grabbed
my wallet and car keys, and headed out to the mall. I had
seen the ads in the paper last night for the big sale at
the local department store, so I went there first. I found
a nice new purse, several cute outfits including this great
new skirt, which was 40% off. I was proud of myself. I also
got a couple pair of shoes. The black pumps were nice, but
there were some red flats and a cool white pair of high
heel dress shoes, which I just had to have. And on the way
out, I got a makeup kit, which was on sale at the Clinique
counter. It had all the basics, plus some goodies. They
also gave me a little bag with some free samples. Cool!
As I went to the health food store in the mall, I stopped
off at Victoria's Secret. I just loved wearing red lacy
things, and needed to find some new ones. I also bought
this black mesh top, which was semitransparent, so you
would be able to see my breasts through it, in the right
light. I was just so sexy! I also got a couple more pairs
of panties, and a couple more bras.
At the health food store, I got some vitamins, the kind
formulated just for women. I also got some soy tablets,
which are supposed to be good for women because some of the
components of soy are similar to estrogens, which our
bodies naturally produce. And I bought some folic acid,
because the latest studies say that it helps with the
health of your reproductive system.
And at the drug store I picked up some of the basic stuff
you're always running out of... tampons, pads, pantyhose,
you know, girl stuff. I got a new hairbrush, hairspray, and
some deodorant.
I was exhausted after all the shopping! After eating a
grilled chicken salad for lunch, I went home, and unpacked
my things. My closets were full, but there were so many
clothes, which were more fit for a man than for me. I
couldn't remember where they call came from, so I decided
it must have been my last boyfriend who left them all
there. I mean, I did like wearing some of his T-shirts,
because they made great pajamas to sleep in. But the rest
of it, I put into big black garbage bags to give to the
poor. I called and found out where I could drop them off
that afternoon, when I was out running errands. I also
called the salon and made an appointment.
***
I spent a good couple of hours really cleaning the bathroom
and the kitchen. I promised myself never to get so behind
on the housework again. I mean, if I invited a man over,
what would he think of my place if it were such a mess? I
would make the wrong impression on him.
Before heading out, I washed up, and put on one of my new
outfits. I had a blue jeans skirt, and a pink top with thin
straps. It was really cute together! I put on my makeup,
grabbed my purse, and headed out the door. I checked myself
again in my rear view mirror as I pulled out the driveway.
My eyelashes looked nice with the mascara, subtle shading
around the eyes gave me a good alluring look (other than my
way too bushy eyebrows, but that would be fixed soon). My
lips looked good with the subtle pink color I had selected.
I loved how smoothly the Clinique lipstick goes on, and how
well it lasts. I only used a light foundation on my face,
and didn't even put anything on to highlight my cheekbones.
But I was happy with my looks.
I got to the salon, checked in with the lady at the
counter, and read In Style while I waited for my turn.
"Violet? Cheryl is ready to see you now." said the lady.
"Thank you Sandy," I said. "It wasn't a long wait at all,
just like you promised!"
We walked back to Cheryl's station. She had me go to the
back and get my hair washed first.
"We really need to do something with your hair," she said.
"Once we have that under control, we can work on your
face."
She did some clipping here and there, and applied some gel
to my hair, to give it a spiky look. It was really cute!
Next, she waxed my eyebrows, and once they were down to a
nice sleek arch, it just made my face look so much better.
I was just beaming.
She did my nails, both manicure and pedicure, while we
gossiped a bit and chatted. The time just flew by. We were
waiting for the clear topcoat to dry when she suggested
that I come back in three weeks so we could try something
else with my hair until it grew out better. I agreed, and
we made the appointment right then and there.
Two doors down from the salon was a jewelry shop. I stopped
in, and was looking at some necklaces, when I just decided
on a whim to pierce my ears. I picked out some nice
earrings, and had them go to work. Yes, that looked much
better. And I did buy the necklace too. Oh well, it was
cute, and it wasn't really too much. And with the money I
saved at the mall with the sale, I could use that for this
instead!
***
I was just exhausted when I got home. All I felt like doing
was to watch Sex and the City on HBO, then go to bed. I was
one tired girl!
When I slept, I saw the face of a woman, who I had seen the
other day. She said to me: "Be a girl."
In my dream, I turned to her and said, "But I am a girl!"
She smiled, and told me that she would see me tomorrow.
***
In the morning, it started out as "one of those days".
First, I was starting. You know, that time of the month. It
always picked the worst times! And then, as I was cutting
my grapefruit, I put a gash into my nail. And I just had it
done yesterday! Why did this always happen like this? Then
to top it all off, my new pink top shrunk in the wash. I
followed the label when I did it, and it still shrunk. Now
it was going to be tight going over my breasts. Ugh!
Then, as I'm trying to vacuum the floor in my bedroom,
there is a knock on the door. And of course, I'm still half
dressed. I can't go to the door like this! I pulled on my
new skirt, which was hanging on the door. It didn't match,
but I didn't have time to change tops too.
I went to the door, peeked through the peephole, and saw it
was a woman there. So I undid the chain (I wouldn't do that
for a man I didn't know!), and opened the door.
"Hi Violate." she said, with a big smile on her face.
Now I recognized her! She was the woman I had seen on the
street the one day, and who had been in my dreams the past
few nights. I invited her in, and offered her some tea as
she sat on the couch. She declined, but thanked me.
"Its funny you came here today," I said. "I had a dream
last night with you in it! You said that we'd see each
other today."
"Yes, I know Violette."
"How could you know? And how do you know my name?" I asked.
"It is complicated, and you may not believe this, but
please give me a chance to explain?" she said.
I crossed my legs, and listened intently.
"I am a priestess," she said. "I have seen Her, and She is
coming soon. The Goddess."
"Goddess?" I said.
"Yes. The creator of life. The One, true deity. She is
unhappy with the world, and how men have ruined so many
things. She will reveal herself soon, so I am here to
preach to the feminine faithful, and spread the word."
"What do you want with me?" I asked.
"Well, Her message is one of peace, love, and forgiveness.
She cares about all living beings, even inferior males. She
will be willing to allow males to exist, at least the ones
who believe in Her, and who are willing to show their
submissiveness to women. A man who allows his woman to
feminize him will be accepted by The Goddess, and allowed
to enter Her kingdom of peace and love. But if he is not
willing to be ruled by women, not willing to wear female
clothes, not willing to acknowledge the truth of Her light,
then he will suffer the consequences when She arrives."
"And what do you want of me?"
"We need others to help spread Her word, to convert women
to our cause, and to help save men by feminizing them. You
are perfect for the task."
"Me? How? What can I do?"
"Do you remember when you first saw me?"
"Yes, on the street corner."
"What was I wearing?"
"The yellow shirt, and that pretty skirt."
"Yes. And what were you wearing?"
"I had on a man's golf shirt, and blue jeans."
"Why were you wearing men's clothes?"
"I was... I was... I was a man! Ew! I was a man?"
"Yes, until a few days ago, you were a man."
"No! I'm a girl. You told me 'be a girl', and I was
confused, because I *am* a girl."
"Yes, you are a girl. But until a few days ago, you were
male."
"That can't be. It's not true!" I said, almost in tears.
My emotions were rocked by such a strong accusation, and
with my hormones raging during my period, it was
overwhelming.
"There, there." she said, handing me a tissue to pat my
eyes with, and blow my nose. I smeared my makeup a little
bit, but not too bad. I'd have to fix it right away.
"I know you're right, it just seems so far, so distant." I
said.
"Yes. You only became a real woman last night as you slept,
and now the femininity is so overwhelming that your male
past is blocked out. But in a few days, you will be able to
remember most of it."
"But I don't want to! I like being a woman. This is who I
am! Who I was meant to be!"
"Yes. That is why I picked you to help us. Now if I go and
find a woman to preach to men, she has never really
understood a man. She has never felt what they felt,
thought as they thought, or experienced what it is to be
male. But *you* on the other hand, you were once one of
them. You are a woman now, in every way. But you also know
what it was like to be male. So you are perfect for the
job."
"I'll know how to talk to men, in ways they can understand
and relate to?"
"Yes! Exactly! They will listen to you at first, because
you are a beautiful young woman. But then, they will hear
your message so much better than if it came from me, or any
other woman who has had the privilege of being female since
birth."
"And I am to tell them about The Goddess?"
"Yes. You have seen a miracle, proving Her power. How else
could you have been completely transformed? You will
believe in Her fully, as no man ever will. They will listen
to you."
"And what will I tell them?" I asked.
"The truth of Her light. The divine feminine light. Teach
them to listen to and obey their women, and all women in
general. Make them understand that the highest, most noble
man, is lower than even a female insect or fish. But by
devoting themselves to their woman, they can show their
devotion to The Goddess. And if they want to be saved, they
can show their love of The Goddess and their women by
trying to be like Her."
As She has said:
He who seeks divine salvation shall find it in femininity.
He who acts like a woman and dresses as a woman shall be redeemed.
He who feels inside like he is a woman shall be saved.
He who forsakes the feminine denies me,
and by this, his doom is sealed.
We got on our knees, and prayed to The Goddess. I praised
her, and thanked her for her gift to me. I thanked her that
I was a girl. I was a woman now. I had seen the light of
Her love, the light of femininity. I would go out and
spread the joyous word. Soon, She would come and set the
world right.
It would soon truly be a women's world...
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