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Part VII Like it or not, You?re a Girl
by Christine
One day Danielle entered my room in the morning as usual. I was of
course all dressed up in a short skirt, and a white blouse with a pair of
heels on, and nylons. She complimented me on my outfit and then told me
she had a surprise for me.
?We?re going shopping at the mall today. Eat your breakfast and I?ll be
back in a little bit to get you. Don?t forget to freshen your makeup. I want
you to look really pretty.?
I sat there dumbfounded. It was one thing to dress up in private, but in
public was another thing. I began to shake just thinking of it. Danielle
came back and before we left reminded me of my collar and that if I did
one thing to escape or embarrass her that she would not hesitate to stun me
into a faint. This was to be a test of my loyalty to her and William and I
was to demonstrate my gratitude to them both for their kind treatment.
I was horrified. Kind treatment! I had no penis or testicles because of
them; I had breasts and no vocal cords. I would never speak again or have
sex again as a male. And I was to thank them? I was furious but didn?t
dare let her know this. I would play along for now and wait my chance.
Shopping
After getting into the car, I looked out the window. Freedom was all
around me but still very far away. For the first time I was in the world as
a girl, whether I liked it or not. The collar seemed tighter as we drove. It
was all that was stopping me from bolting off. But even if I did escape,
what would I do. The operation to my penis was certainly irreversible. I
probably could get the implants taken out, but to what end. I would
always be a female now, with a man?s mind.
Danielle parked the car, got out and came around and opened the door for
me. ?Stay very close to me Melissa, don?t be scared. This is going to be
fun.?
The first store we went into was a women?s wear store. Danielle looked
through all the racks, lifting up several dresses and holding them in front
of me. After a while she asked a sales clerk if I could try them on. One
after the other I tried them all on and then posed in front of Danielle. She
bought two dresses for me, two skirts and three blouses.
Next we went to a sporting goods store, where Danielle bought me a very
short pair of pink spandex shorts and about six pairs of tights all in
different colors. She also bought me a pink sweat top and a pair of size 10
Reeboks ladies shoes. This would be my jogging outfit she told me.
As we continued through the mall, I was very conscious of men looking at
me. I was embarrassed, but as time went by, I was beginning to get used
to it. Danielle warned me not to flirt or make eye contact as it would give
the wrong impression to them.
At each store Danielle explained to the clerks that I was unable to speak
and that she would do all the talking for me. She liked to joke that I was a
?dumb? blonde in the true sense of the word. I didn?t find this very funny
but it seemed to get a laugh from all the clerks.
?We?re almost finished, Melissa, but I do have one more surprise for you.
Let?s get your ears pierced.?
I stopped dead in my tracks. We were outside a beauty salon full of
woman. Danielle grabbed me by the arm and pulled me into the store.
?Don?t be silly, it won?t hurt, women get this done all the time.?
After I was seated by the hair dresser, I was asked how many holes would
I like. Before I could even move, Danielle said, ?three in each ear.? A
kind of a gun was brought out and before I knew it both ears were done
complete with gold studs inserted into each of the six holes. I couldn?t
believe it, but it was too late now to do anything. Danielle paid the clerk
and we left the store, with me rubbing both my ears trying to get used to it.
Danielle just giggled saying ?you?re such a sissy Melissa.? I started
crying.
All the way home I cried. I wanted to tell her to stop this, to let me go, to
let me free again but of course I couldn?t.
When we got home, William was waiting for us. Danielle suggested to
me that I model all my new outfits for him. This was really starting to be
degrading. Parading around in front of a man was not what I wanted to
do, but once again I had no choice. For the next hour, I tried on each
outfit, mixed and matched, and walked before him waiting for his
approval. William commented that I was still not skinny enough and that
maybe a good corset would help and more exercise. I had already lost a
tremendous amount of weight. I thought I looked good at this point and I
certainly looked feminine but obviously not to his satisfaction. Danielle
told him not to worry that she had developed another exercise program to
begin in the morning.
Keeping Fit
The next morning I was greeted again by Danielle who told me to get
changed into my new jogging outfit. She suggested the black tights as
they would go better with the pink shorts and top. She also told me to put
my hair in a pony tail. It was easily long enough for this now. After I
changed I looked at myself in the mirror and saw a girl. It couldn?t be me.
And what girl would jog in such an outfit. I knew it would get lots of
stares if I was outside.
Danielle explained to me that we would go for a nice drive into the city
where she would let me out at an appropriate spot where I would begin my
jog. She told me that she had measured the route to be one mile each way.
She would be close by so that she would have contact with the collar at all
times and not to get any ideas.
Where we pulled up in the city was one of the busier areas. It had a
bicycle path and Danielle told me that this was where I was to run. I was
not to stop at any time and I would be timed. This was all to tone my legs
she said and that the distance would be extended every week until I was in
better shape. I was to lose another 10 pounds as well. She said she
wanted me to be more petite and that would help. She said I would thank
her in the future, I don?t know why I would.
Anyway, I began my run. I felt stupid with the tights on. I passed several
other joggers. None wore tights, all baggy sweat pants. They looked at me
with evil eyes and I could tell they despised me for dressing this way. One
woman ran along side me for a bit and asked me, ?what?s with the outfit,
trying to pick someone up?? Of course I couldn?t answer, so I just smiled
and continued running.
I could see Danielle in the distance always watching me and smiling.
When I finally got back she did not look pleased.
?Way too slow Melissa, you?ll never lose weight that way. Not to worry I
can fix that.?
I was already out of breath and sweating like crazy. She told me to climb
in the back of the van and strip. When I did this, she gave me a large clear
garbage bag with arms and leg holes cut in it. I was told to put this over
myself and then to dress on top of that. When finished I was already
beginning to heat up.
?Okay, Melissa, now you can just do that whole run a second time. And
you had better be soaked when you get back. I want to see some results
today.?
That said, she told me to start. Off I went again only this time I began
sweating almost immediately. Before long, the sweat was running into my
tights soaking them as well. The sweat was dripping off my forehead. I
wasn?t sure if I could finish the route but I did. When I got back into the
van, I couldn?t stop panting.
?Good job Melissa, but you really stink. Go into the back and change
your clothes. There?s a nice sweat suit there for you. Now I can see
results. So we?ll do the garbage bag thing from now on, it?ll help you lose
the weight a little quicker and help you get that girlish figure faster. Also,
I think a more restrictive diet will be in order starting tomorrow. Let?s try
the Atkins diet; I hear it works really fast. A girlfriend of mine said she
lost 20 pounds the first month. And that?s without exercising! I?m so
excited; you are really going to look hot. You?re so lucky!?
I couldn?t take it anymore, lucky? I began weeping again as we drove
home. I felt so weak from the jog that I could hardly stand. My legs
ached. I was dehydrated. I had to wait until I got home before I could
have a bottle of water and then go to my room and have a shower.
The next day as promised, the diet began. No carbs. I had eggs and bacon
for breakfast, but no toast. Melissa told me that I would only be allowed
water from now on as well. After I had finished, I climbed into the
garbage bag again and got dressed, only this time in a pair of blue tights.
Danielle and I once again returned to the same jogging spot.
We returned home a while later with me once again in the same condition.
Dehydrated and sweating profusely.
By the end of the week, I was starting to get into shape. My legs weren?t
hurting anymore and I was able to run further. I had already lost five
pounds this first week. My waist was getting smaller making my breasts
look larger.
I was now acting and looking like a girl 24-7. I had given up a long time
ago now and was starting to accept my fate.
Every couple of days I was presented to William with nothing on but a bra
and panties. He would have me turn around and touch my toes several
times while he inspected my progress. My arms were getting very thin as
was every other part of my body. He seemed pleased but insisted that the
exercising and dieting continue. He told Danielle he liked the anorexic
look and wanted me to have it.
I continued every day on the program until finally Danielle told me that I
was at the right weight and that I would just maintain now. I was so weak,
I had no energy. I had lost almost 20 more pounds and now did look
anorexic like models on TV. I never thought I would or could look like
that but now I did.
Contemplating my Fate
There I was alone again in my room. It had been so long since I was a
man. I was now contemplating the fact that I was really a woman now in
every way. I looked at myself. I had long hair. I had a beaver! I had tits!
There was nothing left of my masculinity, even my deep voice was gone
forever. I pondered what I would do if I was ever to escape. I would still
be a woman no matter what; I couldn?t change that now thanks to Danielle
and William. Maybe they think they are helping me but I had still had a
mind of a man and was now stuck inside this female body.
My hand once again went down between my legs. It felt so good to touch
myself there. The healing was complete but I was still so sensitive down
there. I rubbed my clit gently at first and then harder trying to make
myself cum but as usual was left frustrated, not able to release. As the
hormones continued, I was left in this state almost daily. My mind
thought of nothing else but getting off now. I even fingered myself but
still with no results. What I would do to cum.
I decided that from now on, I wouldn?t fight being a girl. I would be a girl
and start enjoying it. I might as well; it?s not as if I had a choice. I
couldn?t see myself ever getting away from Danielle and William. Even
though they were nice to me most of the time and certainly were better
than Jane, I still longed to get away from them and try to somehow start a
new life, even as a girl!
Danielle goes away for a while
One day, Danielle came in to tell me that she was going away for the
weekend on something work related and that she would leave lots of food
(no carbs) in the fridge for me, and that William would be home to watch
out for me. To tell you the truth, I was a little worried when she told me
this. William has never been alone with me for any period of time. Yes
he has examined my pussy while it was healing but not for a while. In fact
he hasn?t shown a lot of interest in me to which I am thankful.
To be continued??
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