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MASTER OF TRANSFORMATION #2
By Tammie Anne Freeman
Chapter 3
We were playing dolls when we heard Jack shouting something
about his hair, and Janet yelling at him to sit down. I was
thinking that Jack was about to regret not having gotten a
haircut for over two years. A short time later, we looked
up as Jack entered the girls' bedroom.
The first thing I noticed was that Jack's hair was styled
exactly like Melanie's. Then I noticed he was naked, and
his penis was glued down so that it looked like he had a
little slit on his crotch. Janet had done to Jack exactly
what she had done to me.
Janet walked in behind him. "Jackie is going to be a girl
for the next few days. Would you get her some clothes to
wear, Melanie?" I was giggling along with Debbie and
Melanie. Jack looked remarkably like Melanie. After Melanie
handed Jack some clothes, I watched as he put on panties
and a dress.
Then Janet made an announcement. "For the next few days
there will be two girls' bedrooms. There will also be four
girls. There's Melanie, the oldest at age 10. Debbie, age
6; Paula, age 5; and finally Jackie, age 2. And since
Melanie is the oldest, she will decide in which rooms she
and her sisters will sleep."
"Me and Debbie will stay here in the big girls' bedroom,"
Melanie said. "Paula and Jackie will stay in the little
girls' bedroom."
"That's a good idea, Melanie," Janet said. "The previous
girls' bedroom shall now be known as the big girls'
bedroom, and the previous boys' bedroom shall be known as
the little girls' bedroom. Melanie and Debbie are the big
girls, while Paula and Jackie are the little girls."
When Janet left the room I turned to Jack. "How come Janet
said you're only 2 years old?"
"Mom said I was acting like a two year old. Now I have to
go to bed early, as if I really were two years old. Mom
says when I start acting older, that she'll raise the age
that she considers me to be. Also she says to tell you that
you will be considered age 5 until you start calling her
mom."
Chapter 4
That evening we were all watching television when Janet
announced that it was bedtime for the little girls. Debbie
started to get up, but Melanie grabbed her. "Not you,
you're a big girl now." Then Melanie turned towards me.
"It's your bedtime, Paula, you have to go to bed now."
I didn't feel like arguing, so I went with Jack to the
little girls' bedroom. Janet had done quite a bit of work
on the bedroom, and it actually looked like a girls'
bedroom. Janet had also replaced my clothes with clothes
Debbie wore a year ago, and Jack's clothes with clothes
Melanie wore a year ago.
Both Jack and myself removed the girl's clothing that we
were wearing. Then I noticed that Jack's penis wasn't glued
down anymore. Jack saw me looking and grinned at me. "Mom
says it isn't good for a boy my age to have his penis
pressed down for very long. But it's okay for a 5 year-old
boy like you."
Jack walked over and stood next to me. He looked down and
laughed. "I'm your big brother now, and you're the little
brother who looks like a little girl. You always liked to
dress me up in Melanie's clothes. And now you have to wear
Debbie's clothes. This is the best day of my life."
"But you had to wear girl's clothes today," I said.
"True," Jack laughed, "but I'm used to it. And you have to
wear Debbie's pajamas tonight."
"Well, you have to wear Melanie's pajamas," I retorted.
Jack smiled and pulled out his regular pajamas. Jack put on
his pajamas and laughed. "I won't be wearing girl's pajamas
tonight. Only you will be."
I didn't think it was fair that he got to wear his own
pajamas, but then I remembered that my own pajamas were far
too big for me. So I put on Debbie's old pajamas, even
though they were just a little too big for me, and got into
bed.
Janet came in and asked if we would like to have a bedtime
story read to us.
"We don't want any damn bedtime stories read to us," I
responded hotly.
"I want a bedtime story, mommy," Jack said.
Janet ignored me and sat down next to Jack. Then she
started reading him a bedtime story. I knew that Jack was
sucking up to Janet. But I wasn't going to. If I hadn't
been changed into a 5 year-old, I probably would have told
her to get the hell out of my bedroom. But if I hadn't been
changed, then I wouldn't be in bed now, and I wouldn't be
wearing little girl's pajamas.
Janet finished reading, and Jack seemed to have fallen
asleep. She came over and sat on my bed. "You're going to
have to learn not to take that tone with me," Janet said
softly, "and I want you to start calling me mommy."
Janet stood up. "Good night, Paula."
I was angry and didn't say good night.
Chapter 5
When I woke up the next morning I was hoping it was all a
bad dream. But I saw that I still had Debbie's pajamas on,
and knew I really had gotten younger. I took the pajamas
off and saw that my penis was still glued down. I went into
the bathroom and sat down to pee. When I got done I wiped
myself, just like a girl would do.
I got dressed in Debbie's old clothes, putting on a little
pair of pants. They were a little too big for me, but I
just rolled up the cuff. When I got done dressing I went
into the living room. Janet looked up as I walked in, and
greeted me. "Good morning, Paula, how's my little girl this
morning?"
"I'm Paul," I exploded, "and I'm not a little girl. And
you're not my mother. And what you did to me was
inexcusable."
"If you feel that way, then I'll just undo it."
"You will?"
Janet walked over to me and had me pull down my pants and
panties. By then everyone else had come into the living
room. Everyone watched as Janet rubbed an oily substance
into my crotch. Soon my penis came unglued.
Janet stopped rubbing my penis and told me to pull up my
panties and pants. Then she grabbed a scissors and started
cutting my hair. Soon my hair was as short as I usually had
it. "Paul isn't a little girl anymore," Janet declared,
"he's a little boy now." She asked Jack if he wanted his
hair cut too, but surprisingly he said no.
Debbie came over and yelled at me. "Get out of my clothes."
"What?" I said.
"Get out of my clothes!" Debbie yelled. "If you're not
going to be a little girl, then you can't wear my clothes!"
"But I don't have anything else to wear."
"Take them off, or I'll take them off!"
Debbie started trying to take off my clothes, and I
struggled against her. Then Melanie came over and the two
of them removed all my clothes.
I was naked and started crying. "I don't have any clothes
to wear."
Janet walked over to me. "I have something for you to
wear."
I looked up and saw she was holding a diaper in her hand.
But it was a diaper for a very small baby, far too small
for me.
"Would you like to wear this diaper, Paul?" Janet asked.
"It's too small for me," I said.
I heard Jack come up from behind me. "No it's not," he
laughed, "it's just the right size for a baby."
Jack grabbed my arm and I felt a violent shiver pass
through my body. I felt myself shrinking again. Suddenly
everyone around me seemed to be huge. Everyone was talking,
but I couldn't understand anybody. I tried talking myself,
but was unable to form words.
Janet reached down and picked me up. She set me on the
table and put the diaper on me. Then she carried me to her
room. I saw that there was a crib in the room, and I
wondered when she had put that there. Then she laid me in
the crib and left the room.
A little while later Debbie and Melanie came into the room.
They were talking between themselves and giggling. I tried
to talk, but was unable to. I tried to make any sound, and
found I was able to cry loudly. I heard Janet yelling, and
Debbie and Melanie left the room.
I had been alone for quite awhile and was getting very
hungry. So I did the only thing that I knew would get their
attention. I started crying very loudly. Then Janet came
in, picked me up, and carried me out of the bedroom.
She put me in a highchair in the kitchen, and brought out
some jars of baby food. I watched as she opened a jar,
stuck in a spoon, and moved the spoon towards my mouth. I
would have refused to eat, but I was too hungry. So I let
her feed me.
After I got done eating, she took me out of my highchair,
and placed me back in my crib. A short time later she
returned with a baby's bottle full of milk. I didn't like
the idea of sucking milk from a bottle, but I was too small
to drink it from a glass. So I started sucking the milk
from the bottle.
I saw Debbie and Melanie standing next to my crib. They
were watching me sucking my bottle. When I was done with
the bottle, Janet picked me up and handed me to Melanie,
showing her how to hold me. A while later Janet took me
from Melanie. Then she handed me to Debbie, also showing
her how to hold me.
Soon Janet placed me back in my crib. This time I fell to
sleep. When I awoke I felt damp in my crotch. I had wet my
diapers. I didn't like the feeling and cried out. Janet
came in, followed by Debbie and Melanie. Janet put me on a
table, and removed my wet diaper.
Janet dried me off and put some baby powder on me. Then she
showed Melanie how to diaper me. After I was diapered,
Melanie picked me up and carried me around for a while.
Eventually she laid me back in my crib.
The day passed slowly, with more bottle feedings, and more
wetting of diapers. Melanie was doing most of the diaper
changing, with Debbie helping out a bit. Melanie didn't
want to change my diapers when I pooped them, and had Janet
come and change me.
I wondered how much longer I would have to endure being a
baby. If Janet wanted me to call her my mother, I was now
more than willing to do so. But I couldn't even talk to
tell her that.
Chapter 6
When that night had passed and the next morning arrived, I
noticed that everyone was gathered around my crib. Janet
took my diaper off, and positioned me so I could see my
penis. Then Jack touched me and I felt an orgasmic shudder
run through my body. I watched as my penis vanished before
my eyes.
I was a baby boy with the genitals of a baby girl. No,
that's not right. I wasn't a baby boy anymore. I had become
a baby girl. Everyone seemed very excited and happy with my
transformation. I saw that Jack had a big smile on his
face. Both Debbie and Melanie were grinning.
The day passed much as the previous one had. But Debbie and
Melanie spent more time holding me. And they seemed more
enthusiastic in the changing of my diapers. Also Janet
found a box in the attic that contained baby clothes that
Debbie and Melanie used to wear. Soon I was outfitted in
tiny dresses.
Thankfully my development as a baby was sped up
considerably. Every few days Jack would touch me; and a
feeling of dizziness would come over me. Then I would be
aged a few months. I was soon able to understand a lot of
what was being said, and was able to start forming some
words.
One of the first words I said was "momma." Janet seemed
very pleased to hear it. Soon I was able to start forming
small sentences. "Paula's learning how to talk," Melanie
said excitedly. Debbie showed me a picture book; I
recognized the pictures, but not the words.
I was crawling around quite a bit, and liked it when Debbie
and Melanie played with me. I also enjoyed it when Melanie
read to me. I began to think that Debbie and Melanie were
my big sisters and that Janet was my mommy.
Soon I was taking my first steps, to the excitement of both
Debbie and Melanie. Then first steps became walking, and
walking became running. Eventually I was moved from the
crib into the girls' bedroom. Debbie wanted me to sleep
with her, and mommy agreed.
I was going to the potty now, and no one had to change my
diapers anymore. Mommy said I was two years old now. We had
a birthday party and Mommy got me the dolly I wanted.
But the rapid aging continued, and a month later I was
wearing the clothes that Debbie had worn in kindergarten.
Mommy said it was time for me to go back to my old bed. The
one I had when I was a boy. I didn't want to go back to the
boys' bedroom and cried. But mommy said I had to, or else
Jack would make me into a baby again.
I went to the boys' bedroom and started undressing. Jack
came in and started watching me. "Stop watching me!" I
yelled. He asked me why. "Because I'm a little girl and
you're a big boy," I explained.
"That's strange," Jack laughed. "I thought you were a 16
year-old boy named Paul."
"Am not," I insisted, "I'm a girl, I'm 5, and my name is
Paula."
Jack looked at me and shook his head. "Paul, it isn't any
fun for me if you really believe you're a little girl. I'll
have to do something about that."
Jack left the room, so I could undress without him
watching. I wondered what he meant by doing something. And
why shouldn't I believe I was a little girl? All I had to
do was look at myself to know I'm a little girl. Mommy said
I used to be a big boy. But I don't remember much about
being big or being a boy. I'm a little girl now, and that's
what I want to be.
Chapter 7
The next morning, Jack made me get out of my pajamas while
he watched. I was soon standing naked in front of him and
crying. Then he grabbed my arm and I was assailed by a
great dizziness. I would have fallen if Jack hadn't held me
up.
The dizziness hung on my body for several minutes, but my
mind started clearing immediately. Lost memories returned,
and I remembered my name was Paul and that I was a 16 year-
old boy. I regained the vocabulary that I had lost. I knew
that I could read again.
I looked at Jack and saw that I had become taller than he
was. Not a foot taller, but at least half that much. Then I
looked down at myself. I had thought I had become a 16
year-old boy again, but I should have known better. All
Jack had done was make me older. I was 16 again, but I
wasn't a boy. I looked down at my breasts and the rest of
my body. I went over to the mirror and looked at myself. I
had become a 16 year-old girl.
"I hope you still don't think of yourself as a little
girl," Jack remarked.
"No," I said, "but couldn't you have changed me into a
boy?"
"Now where would the fun be in that?"
"Do you have to stare at me?" I asked.
I looked at Jack and saw an erection forming in his pants.
I thought that he was probably thinking about sticking his
penis up my vagina. But there wasn't any way I was going to
let that happen.
Janet walked into the bedroom. "Jack, quit staring at your
naked sister. And come with me, Paula, I'll get you
something to wear."
I followed Janet and noticed that I was now the same height
as she was. I remembered that Janet was 5'9" tall. When we
got to her bedroom she started pulling out clothes for me
to wear. I put on her bra and panties. The panties fit
okay, but her breasts were bigger than mine. She called
Jack in, and he put his hand on my breasts. Instantly I
felt a strong tingling sensation, and my breasts grew to
fill the bra.
Then he put his hands on my hips, and they grew as large as
Janet's hips. He proceeded to touch other parts of my body,
causing a variety of sensations. When he was done I looked
exactly like Janet. I put on one of her black dresses, and
she applied makeup on my face for the final touch.
"I'm going to be gone for the next two weeks," Janet said.
"You're going to fill in for me while I'm gone. Melanie and
Debbie don't know, and will be calling you "mommy." You're
not to tell them differently. You're going to be their
mother for the next two weeks."
"What if dad comes home?" I asked.
"He's not due home anytime soon, but if he does come home,
you are not to tell him. You will have to be his wife."
"But what if he wants to have sex?"
"Either tell him you have a headache, or have sex with
him."
Janet left the house, carrying only a handbag, and caught a
taxi that had stopped out front.
"I'll never be able to pull this off," I said.
"Sure you will, mom," Jack laughed, "you not only look like
Janet, but you sound like her too. You even smell like
her." Jack was right about that; I did smell like overripe
fruit.
I thought it was ironic. The only reasons I was glad Janet
had married my dad, was that I would have fewer chores and
wouldn't be called 'mom'. Now I was actually going to be a
mom.
Chapter 8
I spent the next two weeks as Janet, and got used to
everybody calling me mom. But the hardest thing was lying
to Melanie and Debbie. I told them that Paul went on a
trip, and wouldn't be back for two weeks. I was glad when
Janet returned, so that I could go back to being Paul.
I wasn't glad for very long. Jack started doing some heavy
scale altering of my body. Making me taller, shorter,
skinnier and fatter. Even altering individual parts of my
body. Distorting me, making me appear to be other than
human. This went on for several weeks until Janet told him
to stop.
He performed one final alteration on me, and then said he
needed to recover from all the alterations he had been
performing. That he wasn't going to do any more alterations
for a couple months. The final alteration Jack did was to
make me appear to be identical to Debbie, without making me
younger than 16.
He also did some special work on my genitals. It looked
like I had a little girl's genitals, but inside was a small
penis that I could pull out. The penis would then stay out
until I pushed it back in. It was a rather creative
construct. And it was the first time I had a penis since
the time Jack had changed me into a baby girl.
He presented me to Debbie on her 7th birthday. I was to be
her twin sister. Debbie was very excited to have me as her
twin sister. Debbie said she wanted me to sleep in the
girls' bedroom, and so my bed was moved from the boys'
bedroom. The fact that I was actually a boy was a secret
that Jack insisted I keep.
The lettering on the cake was changed to 'Happy 7th
birthday Debbie and Paula'. We both received some identical
dresses as gifts. And soon we were dressed the same. Debbie
giggled when no one could tell us apart.
Later that day I went with Debbie to the girls' bedroom to
go to bed. Debbie gave me a hug and said she was so happy
to have a twin sister. Then we both put on identical new
pajamas and got into our separate beds.
To Be Continued
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