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The Ultimate Package By Mister Double-U Bill drove up to the shopping center, hoping that no one saw him. He walked briskly into the 'Fetish Boutique' and tried to look casual. He strolled past the bondage equipment and lacy teddies and stopped in front of the 'Transformation' section. He was looking at various items, when a voice startled him. "Can I help you with something, sir?" she asked. Bill nearly jumped out of his skin. He turned to look at her. She was a young girl, probably mid 20's and very cute. He blushed. "Uh, no. Thank you." He replied. "I'm just looking." He smiled awkwardly. She smiled back sweetly. "Well, if you need any help..." she walked away. Bill sighed and walked after her. "Actually, I do need some help." He confessed. "Forgive me, I'm a bit nervous." He giggled. "No problem, sir." She replied. "I see that a lot. What do you need?" "Well, everything. Actually." He said. "Mostly I've just thrown on my sister's dresses and pantyhose." He blushed a bit. She giggled. "That's okay." She knelt down and pulled out a huge box. Bill bent down to help her drag it out. "Thank you." She said. He smiled. "This is the 'Ultimate Package'. We've sold a bunch of these. It contains everything you'll need. And you're in luck. It's our last one." Bill looked at the package. It had a beautiful naked blond on the front and promised that you would look like the perfect woman. "Uh, how much is it?" Bill asked. "Normally it's $150 for the entire set, but if you have our coupon, you can get it for half price." She smiled again. Bill frowned. "Oh, I don't have the coupon." He said sadly. She stood up and walked back to the register. Bill noticed that she had a really nice ass and legs. She came back and Bill stood up. She handed him a coupon. "Don't tell anyone that I gave it to you, okay." She said. Bill smiled and took out his wallet. She took out a large bag and wrapped it around the box. Bill paid her and left the store. He got home and quickly took the items out of the box. He found a piece of paper inside. "Congratulations." It said. "You have purchased the ultimate in female transformation. Try on and enjoy. Clothes, not included." Bill placed the items on the floor in front of him; pair of breast forms (size 36C), a pair of hip and fanny pads, waist cincher, pantyhose, a long blond wig and a pair of gloves. He looked at the items, nervously. He picked up the breast forms first. He placed the forms against his chest. They felt cold against his body, then quickly warmed up. Bill could feel them burning on his chest. He moved his hands and found the forms had burrowed his way into his chest. "What the?" he asked. He cupped them in his hands. "Holy Shit!" he said. The forms had moved inside his body to form real breasts. He ran his hand around the outside and he became erect. He picked up the hip and fanny pads next. He slipped them on and felt the same coldness, then warming up. He looked down and his skin formed around the pads to form real hips and an increase in his ass. Next, he picked up the waist cincher. The same thing happened when he put that on. His waist shrank and thinned out against the new hips that he had. After that was the hose. He put those on and when he was finished, his legs thinned out and became shapelier. He also noticed that his cock was gone and a vagina was formed in its place. He reached down to touch it. The hair around it felt real enough. He ran a finger around the outside and then slowly slipped it inside. He found that the more he moved it around, the better it felt. Bill regained control and removed his hands. They were sticky. He ran over to the sink and washed them off. The gloves caused his arms to become thinner and he now had long red fingernails. He checked himself out in the mirror. He looked like a real woman. He still had his face, but the body was incredible. He ran his hands over his breasts and the rest of his body. "This is amazing." He said. Bill picked up the wig and held it over his head. He slowly put it on. Bill could feel it burrow into his head and attach itself to his scalp. He pulled on the hair. "Ow!" he yelled. He looked in the mirror again. It was an incredible transformation. Bill stared in the mirror and frowned. He wasn't wearing any makeup and looked like a guy above the neck. There was a knock on the door. Bill ran behind the door. "Who is it?" He asked. "It's Suzie. Open up." "Oh Shit!" he whispered to himself. "Uh, I'm not decent. Come back later." "Come on, Bill. I have something I need to give to you for your Mom." She said. "And it's really heavy." "Can't you leave it?" he asked. "Bill! Open this door!" Bill sighed. "Give me a minute, okay." He ran upstairs and threw on his robe. It just about covered him. He figured he needed some of his own clothes to wear. He rummaged through his closet, looking at different things. Nothing fit right. His jeans were too tight in the hips and ass. His shirts were all too small now too. "Bill! Hurry up!" Suzie yelled. She rang the bell and knocked furiously. "I guess this'll have to do." He said, throwing the robe back on. He ran downstairs and opened the door, hiding behind it. "Get in." Bill said. "Hey! Be careful! Let me put this stuff down." she said. She dropped the stuff on the coffee table. She turned and looked at Bill and her mouth dropped. "Huh?" "It's really me Suzie." Bill said. "What... happened to you?" she asked. "Nothing happened! You caught me unexpectedly." he replied, angrily. "I bought this 'Ultimate Package' transformation kit and tried it on. I thought I would have the whole night to myself to dress up." He sighed. But since you're here, what do you think?" He opened his robe and showed her his new naked body. "Do you like it?" "Wow!" She said. She moved her hand to touch Bill's new breasts. "Hey! Come on! I don't ask to touch your breasts." He smiled and quickly closed his robe. He walked over to the large box, lifted it up and brought it to her. "This is it." He said. "The only problem is that I still look a guy in a dress. Can you help?" She looked at him, moving his head side to side. "I think so." She said. "Let's go upstairs." She led Bill up to the bathroom. He sat on the toilet and she emptied her purse. "I may need a few more things." She walked across the hall to Patty's room. Patty, Bill's twin sister, had died in a car crash last year. Their parents haven't had the heart to clean out her room yet, which was great for Bill. It gave him lots of pretty stuff to play with. "All right. Sit still." She said. Suzie put some of Patty's foundation on his face. Since they were twins, the color matched Bill's complexion perfectly. Suzie spread it out, evenly and then worked on his eyes. She put liner on the top and bottom of his eyes, then used a brown shadow. Next were mascara, lip liner and lipstick and a little powder to hold it all together. "Finished." Suzie said. Bill looked in the mirror. "Wow! You did a great job." He said. "Well, duh. It is what I do for living." She replied. "Let's find you something to wear." They walked into Patty's room and went through her closets. There were lots of nice dresses. Bill picked out a blue spaghetti strap blouse and a cute little blue flowered skirt. Suzie went over to the dresser and took out a bra, pair of panties and a pair of hose. "Put these on first." She said. Bill sat down and took off the robe. He slipped the panties on and carefully pulled on the hose. "Well done." Suzie said. "I've actually been doing this for quite some time. Never had the courage to go out though." Bill replied. Suzie went into the closet and picked out a dress for herself. She quickly fixed her makeup in the bathroom. "You'll have to tell me all about it." She said. He put on the bra went over to the closet. He picked out a pair of blue shoes with a little 2" heel. Bill slipped them on and stood up. He casually walked around the room. "Let's go." Suzie finished with her outfit. She wore a cute little red dress, with a small gold belt and shoes. The two of them walked downstairs. Bill went to the closet to find a jacket and Suzie checked out the box. She reached in and pulled out a vile of blue liquid. "Hey Bill." She yelled. "What's this?" she held up the bottle. Bill walked over and took it. "Don't know." He replied. Suzie took it back and read the label. "Vocal liquid." She flipped it around and read the back. "Oh! This is to change your voice. It says to take one or two drops in 12 ounces of water." They walked over to the sink and filled up a glass. She put two drops in and Bill drank it. "Well?" "I'm not sure." Bill replied. He swallowed a few times. "I don't think it's working..." He said. "Oh my gosh. I sound like a girl." He smiled. "All right. Let's get going. What would you like to do for your first night out?" Suzie asked. "How about clubbing?" he replied. His voice got softer as he spoke. "Okay. Let's go to 'Enchanted Forest'." She suggested. "Wait a minute. What if someone we know is there?" Bill asked. "They'd never recognize you. You look fantastic." She replied. "Thanks." Bill said. He thought about it for a few moments. "Come on, Bill." Suzie said, grabbing his arm. They headed out the door. The two walked down Bill's driveway and got in Suzie's car. On the drive to the club, Bill related to Suzie the story of his crossdressing. "It basically started when I was very young. Five or Six, maybe. Patty always looked so cute in her little dresses and I would try on her clothes too. I think I did it for attention. Dad hated it. Thought I'd turn into some sissy. I got spanked and yelled at a few times. I said I would stop, but the urges never passed. When my parents would go out, I would sneak into Patty's room and borrow her clothes and shoes. I was lucky that we were the same size. As far as I know, they had no idea. When Patty died, I stopped for a while. It's only been recently that I've been doing this again. I'd love to be able to do this full time, but you know, my parents would flip!" "No kidding. I can almost imagine it. Must be tough on you." She said. Bill shrugged his shoulders. "Are you okay with this?" he asked. "I mean, I know it's a bit late to ask. But I don't want you to get all freaked out or anything." "Nah, I'm cool with it." She replied. "It's no biggie. I mean, whatever makes you happy, right?" They pulled up in front of the club and the attendant opened the door for Bill. He got out, being sure to show a lot of leg. Bill noticed that he was staring and he giggled at what must be going through that guy's mind. They walked up to the door and headed for the back of the line. The bouncer called to the two of them. "You two ladies can go right in." He said opening the rope blocking the door. The two of them walked in. Bill turned and blew the bouncer a kiss. They walked in the club and the place was hopping. Two men immediately approached the two. The first one was a tall, Spanish looking man; dark black hair, hazel eyes. The second was a shorter man, same build as his friend; long hair, green eyes. Bill looked at Suzie. He began to panic. "Just relax." Suzie said. Bill gulped and sat down. "Hello ladies." The first one said. "I am Manuel and this is my friend Diego." Diego held out his hand to Suzie. She took it. "I'm Suzie and this is my friend... Andrea." Suzie replied. Bill looked over, shocked. Suzie shrugged her shoulders. "Well, it's a pleasure to meet you two. May we sit down?" he asked. Suzie pointed to two chairs at the table. The two men sat down. Manuel sat next to Suzie and Diego sat next to Bill. "So, I've never seen you two in here before?" Diego said. "Are you new in town?" "Uh, yes." Bill replied. "My family is only here temporarily." His eyes scanned the room, nervously. He was hoping that no one would recognize him. Manuel and Suzie hit it off immediately. They were sitting close, laughing and chatting. Soon, they got up to dance. Bill sat with his hands on his lap. "Do you like to dance?" Diego asked. "Uh. I'm not very good." Bill replied. Diego smiled and took his hand. He led Bill on to the dance floor. Bill stood in front of Diego and tried dancing as best as he could. He felt silly. He wasn't a good dancer, even as a guy. Diego stared at him, smiling. His eyes moved down Bill's body, checking out his chest and legs. Diego walked up behind him and started grinding his hard dick into Bill's ass. Bill smiled again and let him stand there and grind him. His hands were on Bill's hips, moving him in time with Diego's movements. Bill stopped dancing. He took two steps in front of Diego and turned around, embarrassed. Diego had an evil smile on his face. Bill started dancing again, this time he kept a safer distance. Diego kept his space during the next two songs. When they ended, the two headed back to the table. Manuel and Suzie were already there. They sat down. Suzie stood up and took Bill's hand. "Come with me to the ladies room." Bill's face dropped. "That's okay. I'm fine. Really." She replied. Suzie gave him a look and almost yanked him off the chair. They headed through the crowded dance floor and into the ladies bathroom. Suzie started fixing her makeup. She nudged Bill to open his purse and do the same. Bill nervously fumbled through his purse and found his lipstick. "Are you having fun, Bill?" Suzie said, quietly. "Shhh!" Bill replied. "Andrea. Call me Andrea." Suzie smiled. "Okay. Are you having fun, ANDREA?" "Yeah, I guess." Bill replied. "This is all a bit new to me. I've always imagined what it would be like, though." He watched nervously as ladies walked in and out of the bathroom stalls. "You know, Manuel told me that Diego really likes you." Suzie said. "I think he thinks you're hot." She giggled. Bill didn't find it that amusing. "I don't feel right about this. Let's get out of here. It's already..." He looked at his watch. "Oh shit! It's already after 11:00. My parents will be home in an hour. You have to get me home so I can change before they get there." Suzie put away her eyeliner. "Okay. We'll go now." The two left the bathroom and found the two men sitting at the same table with another round of drinks. Diego got up and smiled as Bill approached. "I'm sorry, but we have to go." Bill replied. Diego's face dropped. "Can I call you sometime?" he asked. "I'm not going to be in town very long. Sorry. I had a really nice time tonight, though. Thanks." They kissed on the cheeks. Suzie said her good-byes they left. They drove back to Bill's house and parked in the driveway. "I'll help you get changed." Suzie said. Bill nodded. They walked out of the car and opened the front door. Bill's Mom was sitting on the long couch waiting for him. She stood up as he walked in. Bill's face flushed and his jaw dropped. "Uh, Hi Mom." Bill said, giggling nervously. She picked up the box and brought it to him in the hallway. "What is this?" she asked. She was surprisingly calm. Suzie stood by the door. She dropped the box by Bill's feet. Bill dropped his head. He felt like he wanted to cry. "I'm sorry." He replied. "Sorry isn't the answer." She said. She turned to Suzie. "Did you have something to do with this too?" "A little." Suzie answered embarrassed. Bill's mother growled. "Take that stuff off." she ordered. Bill nodded and turned around. He started up the stairs. "Wait a minute." His mother said. He turned to face her. "Since you enjoy dressing like a girl so much, I think you should stay that way." She turned to Suzie. "Suzie, you should go home now." She said. "Night, Andrea." Bill's Mom crossed her arms. "I mean Bill." She said, smiling nervously and quickly walked out the door. "I'll call you tomorrow. Good night, Mrs. Gregory." "Mom, I'm really sorry." Bill said. She stopped him. She took his arm and led him up the stairs. "Did you take those clothes from your sister's room?" He lowered his head. "Yes." He replied. "Oooo!" she yelled. His mother stomped up the stairs, leading Bill to the bathroom. She sat him down in front of the sink and gave him a bottle of makeup remover. "Wash that stuff off." She said. Bill turned on the water and rubbed the makeup remover all over his face. He scrubbed his face and washed off all the makeup. He dried off his face with a towel and turned off the water. His mother had come back in the room with a short, see-through nightie. "Get undressed and put that on. Then come back downstairs." She stormed out the door and down the steps. Bill removed the rest of his clothes and stood naked in front of the sink. He picked up the nightie and slipped it on. You could see his entire naked body through the material. He sighed and went back downstairs. He'll wish he'd never bought the stuff. His mom was sitting on the couch, her legs crossed and her arms across her chest. She didn't look happy. Bill walked slowly into the room. "Sit down." She said, pointing to the chair. He did. "How long has this been going on?" she asked. "I don't know, Mom." He replied. His head was down. He couldn't look at her. "And what is wrong with your voice?" she screamed. Bill looked up and pointed to the bottle on the table. She picked it up and read the label and sighed. "Do you like being a girl?" She asked. "You don't like being a boy, is that it?" She leaned in close. Bill shook his head. "No, Mom. I mean, I like being a boy. I really can't explain it." He replied, clearing his throat. He wondered how long that stuff was supposed to last. "I don't know what to do with you, William." She said. "But I think a good punishment would be for you to stay that way for a while. For the rest of the week, you will dress and live as a girl. Thank goodness your father's in Europe." Bill started sweating. "Now, get upstairs and go to sleep. We have a big day tomorrow." She said. Bill ran up the steps and into his bedroom. His mother followed. She opened his door. "Girls sleep in a girl's room." She said, pointing to Patty's room across the hall. "And since you're sleeping in Patty's room and wearing her clothes, we'll need a girl name for you. I heard Suzie call you Andrea." Bill reluctantly got up and walked across the hall. He crawled into Patty's old bed and pulled the covers up. His mother turned off the light and closed the door. "Good night, Andrea." Bill lay in bed, staring at the ceiling. "Good going, Bill." He said to himself. "Idiot!" he ran his fingers through his long hair. He looked up and thought back to the club. He really did have fun being out and flirting like that. But he had other things to think about... like what his mother would to do him tomorrow morning. *** His mother opened the door and turned on the light. Bill growled quietly and ducked under the covers. She walked in the room and threw the covers off him. "Get out of bed, shower and get dressed." She said. "We have a lot to do today." Bill sat up and realized he was still dressed as a girl. "Okay Mom. Let me just take this stuff off." His voice had returned to normal. She grabbed his hand. "No. Leave it on." She said. "I read the instructions in your little 'package'. Apparently, the items force themselves inside your skin, so that they become part of you." To prove her point, she pinched one of Bill's breasts through the nightie. He shuddered. She leaned down and smiled. "I told you you're going to be a girl all week. Now hurry up." She walked out of the room. Bill trudged out of the room and into the bathroom. He looked at himself in the mirror. The long blond hair was still there, but it needed to be brushed badly. He also needed a shave. Bill smiled to himself as he turned on the water and started to shave. He did notice that there wasn't as much scruff as there usually is. When he was done, he got into the shower. His soap was gone. All that was there was some body wash and scented shampoo. "Mom! Where's soap and shampoo?" Bill yelled. "Use what's in there." She replied. Bill sighed and squeezed the body wash on to a scrunchie and started showering. The feeling of the rough sponge against his skin was exhilarating. When he was done, he got out and threw a towel around his waist. Mom was waiting outside the door. She laughed. "You need to cover up a bit better, dear." She said. Bill looked down and saw his breasts hanging out. He blushed and readjusted his towel. She followed him into Patty's room. Bill sat down on the bed as his mom went through the closet. She pulled out a gray, short sleeve top and a long black skirt. Bill carefully put on the bra and panties that were left on the bed for him. Mom then found a pair of shoes and put them on the floor in front of the bed. Bill put the clothes on and his mother sat him down in front of the mirror. She grabbed a brush and brushed out Bill's hair, then put it into a long ponytail. She turned him around to face her. "Hmm. You need a little something." She said, pulling out Patty's makeup case. She took a small amount of foundation and rubbed it on his face. Then a little eye shadow and pink lipstick. She put a little rouge and finished it off with some powder. "Perfect." She said. "Hurry up and put your shoes on. We have to be at the hair salon in 20 minutes." She got up and walked out. "Hair Salon?" Bill yelled after her. "Wait a minute, Mom. You only said I had to be a girl for a week. Why would we be going to the salon?" He put his shoes on and ran down the stairs. She was waiting at the table. "Here, drink this." She said handing him a glass. "It's a protein drink." Bill drank it down in one gulp. She got him a jacket and dropped it on the chair. Bill grudgingly put it on and they headed out the door and into the car. "Mom. You didn't answer my question about the salon." Bill said. "Why?" His voice went back to the girlish pitch it had last night when he went out. He covered his mouth. "Part of your punishment." She said. "And because, I don't like that wig. I want you to have a more natural style. Jacques will be able to help you." "Jacques?!" Bill screamed. "No way Mom! I'm not going to see him." She stopped the car. She turned to him. "You're in enough trouble right now, young man, over that transformation kit you bought. Unless you want me to tell your father about this..." Bill stopped him. "Okay, okay. I'm sorry." She smiled and continued driving. They pulled up at the mall. The hair salon had its own separate entrance. She walked in with Bill following slowly behind. She walked up to the front desk. "Hi, Suzette. We're here for our appointments." She said. "Oh yes, Mrs. Gregory. Jacques is waiting for you in the back." She and Bill walked to the back of the salon. Bill felt incredibly self-conscious. He could feel all the ladies in the shop staring at him. They could probably tell that he wasn't a real girl. Jacques was a tall, thin Frenchman who had recently opened his salon. He had pictures of various Supermodels and other celebrities hanging on the wall. He walked over briskly when the two arrived. "Ah, Madame Gregory." He kissed her hand. "A pleasure to see you." He turned to Bill. "And who is this little one?" he smiled at Bill. He blushed. "Oh. She is shy, no?" He laughed. "This, Jacques, is my son, William." She said. Bill felt like crawling under the nearest rock. "That is incredible." Jacques replied. He walked around Bill feeling him up as he did. "An amazing transformation. But what can I do for you?" She led them into the small room behind where they were standing and told Bill to sit down. She walked up behind him, found a small tab and removed his wig. Bill's natural hair was much shorter and a bit darker. "I didn't like that color on him. Can you add extensions to his natural hair to make it longer?" she asked. Bill thought his jaw would hit the floor. "Absolutely." He replied. He snapped his fingers and a young lady walked in. Jacques told her what was needed. She giggled and quickly returned with the extensions. "Please hold still." She said to Bill as she added the hairpieces. "Now, about his face." Mrs. Gregory said. "He's a bit hairy. I want to remove it. Would electrolysis help?" Jacques moved in close. He looked all over Bill's face. "I do not think so." He said. "It is a bit too late for that. It would take many, many sessions to have a completely smooth face and it would leave his face all red and irritated." He turned around and removed something from a shelf. "This will do the trick." He replied. "It is a special highly concentrated depilatory. It should remove all his facial hair in one sitting." He put on a pair of rubber gloves and sat down on Bill's left. First Jacques washed Bill's face with water in a damp cloth. "Please remove your shirt." Bill leaned forward and took off the top. He felt very self-conscious. "Please do not move." Jacques said. "If this gets in your eyes, it will be extremely painful." Jacques poured the stuff in his hand. The smell made Bill gag. Jacques spread it all over Bill's face, neck and chest and let it sit. Jacques called in another girl, who started with Bill's nails. The red polish that was on there was taken off and a sweet pink color was put on in its place. "I'm going to have my hair done. I'll be back later." Mrs. Gregory said. Bill tried to sit up, Jacques pushed him down. "Please sit still." He said. "Or I will be forced to strap you down." He said laughing slightly. "Or are young girls into that now a days?" Bill found no humor in this situation. "Don't worry, dear. You're in very good hands." She continued. "I'll see you in a few hours." For the next two and a half hours, Bill sat motionless as they had their way with him. The depilatory burned but he couldn't move his hands. One girl sat filing and polishing his nails and the other placed the hair extensions all over his head. He sighed and closed his eyes. He felt Jacques wipe off his face with a wet reg. His skin felt smooth. "All right, young lady." Jacques said finally. "We're all finished." Bill heard the two girls gather their stuff and walk out of the small room. He opened his eyes. Jacques stood in front of him holding a small mirror. Bill grabbed it and checked himself out. "Oh my..." Bill said. "You are beautiful, no?" Jacques replied. The depilatory had taken all his facial hair away and left his face with a rosy hue. The extensions matched his natural hair color perfectly. They made his hair in a long, straight style. They also restyled his natural hair, gave him small bangs and parted it in the middle. As Bill looked in the mirror, Bill's mother walked in carrying 4 or 5 shopping bags. She stopped, stunned at her son's transformation. "Jacques! Fantastic!" she said. "I can't believe it." She walked in front of Bill and took the mirror away. She touched his face and moved it from side to side. She ran her fingers through his long flowing hair. "Amazing. Jacques, you are a genius." "But of course. Did you expect anything less?" He smiled and kissed his own hands. She helped Bill out of the chair. "Come on dear." Mrs. Gregory paid for their work and headed out into the mall. Bill walked slowly through, sure that everyone was staring at him. She reached back and grabbed his hand. "Come on!" she said. "I bought you lots of nice dresses, tops and skirts. You'll need to have something of your own to wear this week." "Can we go home now?" Bill asked whining. "I'm exhausted." She stopped. "All right, Bill." She said. "How about something to eat first?" Bill was too tired to argue. "Sure Mom. Whatever you say." They walked over to the food court. "Sit down and I'll get us something." Bill found a table and sat down. She returned with two large salads. "Have to start watching what you eat." She said smiling. Bill sighed and dug into the salad. He really wanted a cheeseburger. The salad was tasteless, but he ate it anyway. Mrs. Gregory stood up and waived across the food court. "Ann!" she yelled. Her neighbor, Ann, walked over with Suzie in tow. Bill's face dropped. "Mom?!" he said forcefully. "What are you doing?" "Well, I couldn't not say hello to her." She replied. Ann walked over and hugged Mrs. Gregory. Suzie stared at Bill blankly. Her mouth hanging open. He shrugged his shoulders. "Sit down." She said. Bill wanted to crawl under the table. "Ann, Suzie, this is Andrea. My niece." She turned to Ann. "You know, Tom's brother's daughter." "I'll bet you and Suzie are about the same age." Ann said. "I'm sure they are." She replied. "Suzie, maybe you could take her out and show her around town." "Uh, okay." Suzie replied. The mothers sat and talked for a few moments. Suzie said, "Want to get some ice cream?" "Sure." Bill replied, half-heartedly. The two got up and walked away from the table. "Don't take too long, honey." Ann said. "We have to get home soon." Suzie and Bill walked over to the corner of the mall. "What happened to you?" Suzie asked. Bill sighed. "She had my hair done and bought me a ton of clothes." He ran his finger through his hair. "And I have no more facial hair. Suzie, what am I going to do?" "I don't think there's anything you can do." She said. "Can you survive the week this way?" "I don't think I have much of a choice." Bill said. "She's going to tell Dad if I don't do it. And then all hell's going to break loose." Suzie nodded. She looked at her mom. She was waiving her to come back. The two of them walked across the mall and back to the table. Bill sat down. "We'd better go." Ann said. "It was very nice meeting you Andrea." Bill nodded. "We have to get moving as well." Mrs. Gregory said. "We still have a few things to do before heading home." Bill picked up both salad plates and threw them in the trash. Mom was waiting in front of one of the large department stores. She grabbed his hand and they walked in and directly up to the makeup counter. One of the representatives quickly came over. She was a young girl that Bill recognized from school. "May I help you ladies?" she asked. Bill blushed. "Yes, you may. Thank you." She said. "My niece here needs some new makeup. We're not sure what's best for her, though. Can you help?" The girl looked closely at Bill. He was sure he would be recognized. The girl moved Bill's head around. He thought he was going to die. "Let me try some things." She walked over and took a few foundations and tried various ones on Bill's face. Once they found one that matched, she pulled out different eye shadows and liners and lipsticks to try different styles. "Now Andrea, these are for evening and these are for daytime." The woman said pointing to different makeup. "I'll show you how to apply them for just the right look." She smiled. Bill tried to smile but felt more like crying. The girl applied different types of makeup and showed Bill, step by step, how to do it. Bill paid close attention and noticed that he liked some looks on himself and didn't like others. Mrs. Gregory smiled as he expressed his opinions to the young girl. When they were finished, Bill had an entire daytime and evening collection of foundations, blushes, powders, eye makeup, and lipsticks. She thanked the nice girl and they left the store. Bill stopped and looked at his reflection in the store mirror. He looked like a very young girl. He frowned. As they drove home, Mom said "I want you to hang up all those new clothes and put your makeup in the bathroom." Bill did as his mother asked him and came down for dinner. "Look Mom." Bill said. "You've made your point. I'll return the kit and I promise I'll never do it again." She took a bite of dinner. "Too late for that now." She replied after swallowing. "You are going to do this to be sure that you never do it again." They ate in silence. After dinner was over, Bill took the dishes and put them in the dishwasher. Mom had moved to the couch and turned on the television. "Can I please take this stuff off?" he asked her. "The breasts are beginning to itch." She shook her head. "No." she replied. "You are going to keep it on for the entire week. Now go upstairs and stay in your room. You're still grounded. And don't ask me again!" Bill bent over and took the 'Ultimate Package' box with him. "What are you doing?" she asked. Bill stopped. "Nothing." He replied. She walked over and took the box. "Nothing, huh?" she said. "Were you planning on changing?" "Yes, Mom." Bill replied. "I've had it with this stuff and I'm going to take it all off and return it to the store." She grabbed the box. "You'll do no such thing." She said. "I told you that you're going to stay that way for the rest of the week." She took the box over to the fireplace and threw the box in. Bill stood there as he watched it burn. Bill ran up the steps and into Patty's room. He looked at himself in the mirror. There was this cute little girl staring back at him. This cute girl who used to be a boy. He took off his top and skirt, standing there in only his bra and panties. He undid the bra and threw it in the corner. "This sucks." Bill said. He threw on the robe and walked out the bedroom door. He went into his own room and opened his closet door. Bill rummaged through all the clothes and managed to find a large sweatshirt. He put it on and found a pair of jeans that fit pretty well. He walked over to his phone and dialed Suzie's number. "You've got to help me." Bill said quietly into the phone. "I need you to drive me over to that Fetish shop so I can figure out how to remove these things. My mom has completely flipped out. She burned the box in the fireplace." "Oh man." Suzie replied. She paused a moment. "Okay. I'll tell my Mom that I'm going out for some gum or something." She whispered in the phone. "I'll pick you up in 10 minutes." She hung up. He went back to the closet and picked out a pair of Patty's old sneakers. Bill then grabbed a baseball cap and put his hair into it. He grabbed a washcloth and took off all his makeup. Bill opened the window and climbed out on the roof. He waited quietly until he saw Suzie's car pull up. He slowly made his way down a ladder and ran quickly into Suzie's car. "Let's go." He said. Suzie floored it and they drove to the Fetish Boutique. Bill jumped out and ran as quickly as he could into the shop. Suzie turned off the car and followed. Bill ran around the store looking for a sales rep. There was a man sitting in the back room, eating a sandwich. "Hi. Can you help me?" Bill asked. His voice was still girl like. "Are you old enough to be in here?" he asked. "You have to be at least 18." Bill reached into his pocket to pull out his license. He quickly thought better and put it away. "Yes, I am old enough. Please believe me." "Okay, young lady." He said, standing up. "What can I do for you?" Suzie caught up with him. "Uh, is there a young girl who works here? She would have been here on Friday." Bill asked. The man turned and looked at the schedule. "Can you describe her?" He closed his eyes. "Really cute. Short blond hair. Blue eyes. Probably mid 20's." "I wish." The man replied. "Sorry, but we don't have anyone like that working here." "Oh. Well, anyway, I bought this thing here. A transformation kit. The 'Ultimate Package'. I have a problem with it..." The man stopped him. "Ultimate Package?" he said. "That's not something we sell." "But I bought it here." Bill replied. He walked over to where he found the kit. "They were right here." The man bent down and checked in the area that Bill was talking about. "Only thing here are dildos, butt plugs and realistic plastic vaginas." He took out various boxes to prove his point. "Oh no!" Bill replied. "It has to be here." He started to panic. "Do you sell anything like that?" Suzie asked. "Step in blow-up dolls." He replied. "Nothing else even close." Bill started walking purposely through the store, moving boxes and displays trying to find another 'Ultimate Package'. The man ran over to him. "Hey, hey!" he yelled. "Stop that! You're messing up my merchandise." He held out his arm and pushed Bill away. Suzie grabbed Bill by the hand. "Thank you anyway." She said and led Bill out of the store. When they got back to the car, Suzie said, "Are you crazy?" "I swear I bought it there." Bill said in a panic. "How about if we check the other Fetish Boutiques? They may have it." Suzie said. Bill nodded. She drove to three other Fetish Boutique stores. None of them had the 'Ultimate Package'. At Bill's insistence, Suzie even drove to some other adult stores. Still, no one had it. Defeated, Suzie drove Bill back to his house. "Are you going to be okay?" Suzie asked. "No." Bill replied. "But I don't have a choice. I'm stuck this way for at least the rest of the week." "I thought that's what you wanted." She said. "To be able to dress up full time, whenever you want." "Well, yeah." Bill replied. "But not trapped this way." He pointed to his body. "I can see that." She said. They drove back to Bill's house and he got out of the car. "I'll call you tomorrow." Bill walked back up to the house. He could see that his mother was sleeping on the couch, with the television blaring. He went over to the ladder and climbed back in his window. He took off the jeans and T-shirt that we was wearing and threw the old robe back on. His stomach started grumbling, so he quietly opened the door and headed down stairs. He walked across the hallway and towards the kitchen, when he spotted the instructions for the 'Ultimate Package' sitting on the dining room table. He made his way in there, being careful not to make any noises. He picked them up and started reading again. "Congratulations on purchasing the 'Ultimate Package'. He said quietly. "Try on and enjoy...blah blah blah." He skimmed the directions looking for removal instructions. "Ah." He said. "Removal of your 'Ultimate Package' is quick and easy. Simply reach under each piece and search for a small tab. Pull the tab and the item will come off easily." Bill skimmed down a bit farther. "Oh Shit!" he said, loudly. "Bill?" his mother yelled from the other room. She got up off the couch and walked into the dining room. "I thought I told you to stay upstairs!" She said. Bill's face flushed. He shook the papers in front of his mother's face. "I'm screwed, Mom!" he yelled. "And it's all your fault." He sat down on a chair and began to cry. "What are you talking about?" she asked. Bill handed her the instructions. "Look at the section on removal of package materials." He said. She read it. "I'm confused." She replied. "Read the Warning, Mom." He said again, still crying. She sighed and read out loud. "Warning!" It said. "Do not wear materials for longer than 24 hours at a time. Do not sleep or bathe while wearing these materials. These conditions will cause the materials to become permanently infused with your skin." She sat down on the chair next to him. "I'm so sorry, honey." She said. "But... I knew that already." Bill picked his head up. "You knew?" he said. She nodded. "About everything." She continued. She put her arm on his shoulder. "One day about 9 months ago, I was cleaning and found a pair of pantyhose and some panties under your bed. I wasn't sure what to make of it at first, but I kept cleaning." Bill's face dropped. "That's when I found your stash of Polaroid pictures. At first, I was shocked." Bill blushed. She continued. "Then I thought, Patty's gone and I miss her so much. And since you like to dress as a girl anyway... So I bought a copy of this magazine. Transformation, I think it was called. They had this 'Ultimate Package' in the back. So I bought it." "Then, I left a copy of an ad for the Fetish Boutique on the kitchen table where you'd be sure to find it. I had Marie the salesgirl who is actually a girl I work with sell it to you. I knew you'd be anxious to try it on, so I let you. I watched safely from across the street." "What about Suzie and her mom?" Bill asked. "Were they in on it too?" "No. Not at first." She said. "Suzie's arrival was unexpected. I managed to stop her before she rang the bell and let her know what was going on. She was okay with it. Her Mom was completely unexpected, and she didn't have a clue. Although, she never does." She laughed. "I'm sorry about this honey. Are you going to be okay with this? I mean, think about it. You get to be a beautiful young girl all the time." "Yeah, Mom. I'm okay with it." He said. "What about Dad?" he said, panicked. "We have time to worry about him." She replied, trying to calm him. "I called his company. They're going through a merger. They told me he'll be there for at least another 8 months. He'll probably call me tonight to let me know." "So now what?" Bill said, smiling for the first time in three days. "Well, now actually comes the difficult part." She said. "You may look like a girl and feel like a girl, but you don't yet act like a girl. That's what I have to teach you next." She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. "We'll start first thing tomorrow morning. Let's go to bed."