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Greek Switch (Part 2)
By
Melissa Rose
I have come to a realization. I am being turned into a woman for real! It
is going beyond just being a fraternity ritual. I am starting to notice
physical changes as well as the mental changes. I no longer have the will
to fight what is happening to me. Margaret, my instructor, was right. I
am actually starting to kind of enjoy it. It's been 3 months since they
let me sleep without being tied up. I don't even have thoughts of escape.
I don't know if it's some sort of morbid curiosity on my part or some
deep down desire, but I want to see how I end up.
As far as the physical changes, my skin is getting softer and I don't
grow the body hair like I used too. I know the corset I wear helps, but
my ass is getting rounder and my hips are getting wider. My hair is
getting long and soft. I am growing breasts! They are very small, but I
know they are getting bigger all the time. My nipples are very sensitive
right now too. Margaret told me that they have been feeding me female
hormones and male hormone blockers since I arrived here. I'll keep taking
them until my college life is over. Again, I should be repulsed at the
idea of turning into a woman; I should be trying to get out, but for some
reason I want to stay and see how this turns out.
I am having mental changes too. Besides what I just described above, I am
beginning to think and act more feminine. For instance, I am allowed to
watch TV now, and Margaret let me pick the program. I, knowing it was
Sunday, turned on some football. It took me about five minutes to turn
the station. We ended up watching a movie on Lifetime about a woman who
ends up losing everything because of an alcohol problem. I was crying at
the end of it! I was the biggest sports nut, now I can't watch a second
of any of it. TV is not the only thing either. I started dreaming about
men! All my sexual dreams now involve me being the woman to a man. I
can't believe I'm saying this but I think guys are HOT!!! I don't know
why I feel this way now, but I do. I also am finding myself loving the
clothes I am wearing now. Women's clothes are the best! I love walking
around in high heels (I can totally walk in them now), feeling the swish
of a soft, silky skirt around my smooth, soft legs. I love the way my
hips sway when I'm walking. I love all kinds of lingerie. Satin and lace
are my favorites, with lots of different colors (even though pink is my
favorite color). I also love when Margaret compliments me on being girly.
I have never had such delight as when she says I'm doing great. Again, I
don't know why I have these feeling, but I do.
Anyway, back to the story. I've been training for over 3 months now and I
do have to say I'm really getting used to being a woman. My usual day
consists of me getting up and taking a bath (I prefer baths to showers
now), eating a light breakfast, and then fixing my hair and makeup.
Margaret taught me (patiently) how to fix my hair and makeup for whatever
occasion I would be doing. I practiced for many days until I got it
right, now Margaret says I'm a pro at makeup. I then will get dressed
(now being allowed to pick out what I want to wear). I then spend most of
my days in further training. I read a lot of fashion and women's
magazines. Margaret teaches me in cooking, sewing, and all things
feminine. I know I should not want to do these things, but I always find
myself eagerly listening and learning everything Margaret teaches me. It
makes me feel real good to do everything I'm taught, and when Margaret
praises me on learning, I feel even better. This routine lasted another
month or so.
One morning I awoke to Margaret already in my room.
"Good Morning, Melissa. How are you today." (Melissa is the name I chose
for myself).
"I feel wonderful, Maggie (She lets me call her Maggie now). Thank you
for asking."
"Well, I have to admit, you are doing everything fantastically. You are
way ahead of schedule. You should be proud of yourself. You are becoming
a beautiful, wonderful young woman."
I about swooned with pride over what Maggie said. "Thank you so much,
Maggie. I could never have done it without your incredible help," I said
and started crying for joy. Maggie came over and gave me a big hug.
"I have some real good news for you, Melissa. You are going to get a
visitor today. Susan, the Sorority president is coming to pay you a
visit. She has heard how great you are doing and wants to see for
herself."
"Do you think I'm ready for someone else to see me?" I asked nervously.
"Of course you are, dearie. Now, I want you go get some breakfast and
then get a bath and put on something really cute."
I was giddy with excitement. I was finally going to have someone else to
see me. I really wanted to make a good impression. Susan was the person
who was going to make the final judgment if I was good enough to join the
sorority next fall. I took a nice, long bath with my favorite lavender
scented bath lotion. After patting myself dry, I put on a white satin
gaff panty (French cut) and matching bra (A cup). Next came a white waist
cincher that Maggie helped me lace up. I then put on a white short-
sleeved blouse with a pretty floral pattern; followed with a green, plaid
mini-skirt. I decided on a white sweater cape to wrap around my shoulders
because it's still chilly for this time in April. I finished it off with
light tan mid-calf length boots with a four-inch heel.
I then set down to do my makeup. I started off by plucking some of my
eyebrows. I didn't need to do much. I have a nice, thin arch. Then, I
applied some foundation, starting in the middle of my face and working my
way outward. I then set my foundation with some powder. After I let the
powder sit, I went to work on my eyes. I started off with an eyeliner
pencil. Next, I put on some Chiffon Pink eye shadow and then put on a
double coat of mascara. I then put on some light blush, very muted pink
color. I then put on some lipstick in Luscious Pink with some Fuchsia
colored lip-gloss. I then colored my nails in the same color of Chiffon
Pink that my eye shadow is. I finished off myself with some cute silver
hoop earrings and a silver choker. Maggie walked in when I told her I was
finished.
"You've outdone yourself, Melissa. You look gorgeous. You are my best
pupil ever."
I wanted to cry but I wouldn't let myself, but I did give Maggie a big
hug and thanks.
"Susan is here and wants to see you now, sweetie."
I was so nervous following Maggie down the hallway to the living room. I
finally made my way in and there was Susan sitting on the couch. When I
originally saw her I thought she was a total babe. Now I see her in a
different light. She is a very beautiful woman, but I'm not attracted to
her at all. I know I should be, but I'm not. Susan just sat there open
mouthed for a second.
"Oh my God, you look great. Maggie, you've done a great job. She's
adorable."
"I can't take all the credit. Melissa is a great student. She is the most
enthusiastic student I've ever trained."
I really wanted to cry right then. Susan came over and gave me a big hug.
"I really mean it Melissa. I can't believe you're the same person that I
drove over here six months ago."
"Thank you so much, Susan. This means so much to me to hear it from you.
It's hard sometimes to really think I'm doing good just hearing it from
one person. Thank you again." I started crying for real this time. Susan
gave me another hug until I cried myself out.
"By the way, Melissa. I love that skirt." Susan said.
"I was going to say the same thing about your earrings," I said back to
her, and then we both started laughing.
"Maggie" Susan said, "I agree with you that Melissa is ready for the next
phase. Are you ready Melissa?"
"I don't know what the next phase is?"
"Let me put it this way. Go redo your makeup and grab your purse. Were
going shopping!"
"You really think I'm ready to go outside?"
"No doubt about it, girlfriend. Go get ready."
I practically ran into the bathroom to wash off the old makeup and
reapply a new coat. As I was putting on my makeup, I could kind of
overhear Maggie and Susan talking in the next room. I couldn't make out
everything, but I heard them talking about my voice. I know my voice is
the one real glaring problem for me. I'm working on it by doing vocal
training that Maggie taught me. It's gotten better, but it's still not
great yet. I also heard mention something about John the fraternity
president liking something. Didn't catch what he would like, though. The
other thing I heard was something about some woman being ready for me,
and Susan saying she was. Don't know what that was about either. I
squirted some Fantasy on and grabbed my purse and headed for the living
room.
"Ready Melissa?" Susan said.
I just shook my head yes and followed the two of them out the door. I'm
glad I wore a sweater because it was a bit chilly out. I can't describe
how it felt to be outside dressed like this. I felt like I was floating
on air. The only thing that told me I wasn't was the clicking of my heels
on the sidewalk. It felt nice to have a breeze float up my skirt. I still
can't understand why I want this so much, but I do. I could have run away
at that moment. I got into Susan's car instead.
I didn't realize how far away the house was from campus until we drove to
it. The house was at least an hour away and it was out in the middle of
nowhere. As we drove, I decided to ask Susan a question that had been
nagging me for a long time now.
"Susan, what happened to the girl you chose to become a boy? Is she going
through the same kind of thing as I went through?"
"You can say that. Her training wasn't as difficult as yours, though.
It's definitely harder being a girl, but definitely more satisfying."
"You got that right, girlfriend," I said and we both laughed.
"Anyhow, I here ?Paul' is doing great and is already attending classes as
a guy. I haven't seen him yet, though." Susan had a kind of faraway look
in her eye as she said that, for some reason. "So much for that, though.
Today is all about you, girl. I booked an appointment at a salon for me
and you and then some shopping!"
I was so nervous. Would I really pass? We drove for another twenty
minutes or so past campus to the local mall. Margaret pulled up to the
Macy's.
"I get my hair done here at Macy's Salon. They're really good. Just let
them pick out a style for you. You can't go wrong," Susan told me. Susan
and I walked inside the door to the salon and Susan went up to the
counter.
"Can I help you ladies?" the woman at the counter said. It felt good to
be referred to as a lady.
"Yes," Susan said. "I have an appointment with Terri and Melissa here has
an appointment too. Don't know who is doing her hair."
"Yes I see. Terri will be right out. Melissa, if you will follow me, Jen
will be doing your hair." I looked back to Susan who waved me on, giving
me thumbs up as I walked back. A woman in her early 30's was standing
beside an empty chair, and the saleswoman led me to it.
"Hi, you must be Melissa. I'm Jennifer, but you can call me Jen."
"Hi Jen," I said, taking a seat in the chair.
"So, what would you like done. You have really nice, thick hair. We can
do almost anything you want. Just name it."
"Why don't you decide? I can't really make up my mind. I'm sure I'll love
anything you come up with, Jen." I thought my voice would give me away,
but Jen made no mention of it and she didn't look at me funny. I was
relieved.
"OK, well let me see. I think I have just the style for you. Trust me?"
"Absolutely" I said, not quite believing myself. Jen then had me lean
back and she shampooed me first. Then she went to work with the clippers
and razor. After that, she put a foil wrap around my head with some
strands of hair popping through, so she could give me highlights. After
that, some more work with the clippers and then she blew dry my hair and
told me how to style it myself. I ended up with a cute feathered
hairstyle with some of that razor cut look with a diagonal bang.
"You were right Jen, I do love it."
"Thank you. Glad to be of service. Come again."
"I will, and you'll be the one I choose for now on," I said
I waited for about ten minutes on Susan, who got a style like Jennifer
Aniston has now. It looked really good on her. I told her so.
"Yours is really cute, though," Susan told me. "I think I will have to go
to Jen now on myself." We both laughed and hugged. I was having the time
of my life already, and I haven't even started shopping yet. We both
walked to the food court to get Maggie.
"Well, what a couple of beautiful young ladies you two are." Maggie said.
"Thanks for saying that," I said. "Do you like it?"
"It's definitely you, Melissa."
"Now, are you girls ready?" Maggie said as she held up a credit card.
Susan and I both laughed and we all three started walking. "I think we
should start with lingerie first."
Maggie led us to Victoria Secret. I was in heaven looking at all the
pretty lingerie. Maggie told me to get whatever I wanted. I didn't want
to go overboard, so I ended up with 2 panty and bra sets and a cute see-
through chemise.
"You'll have to get more than that, Melissa. You need a whole wardrobe."
Maggie then led me around the store. I ended up with about 15 bras and
panties each. I also got about 7 different nighties, all different kinds.
Well, then we went into Abercrombie & Fitch. Again, Susan and Maggie told
me to go wild and I ended up with 5 different outfits, all with skirts,
most of those mini. We hit about 6 different stores and I ended up with
22 different outfits and about 30 pairs of shoes. I don't know how they
afforded all that, especially with Susan buying some thing for herself
too. Oh well, I didn't care anymore. Shopping was like a wonderful drug.
I was addicted. Before we left, Maggie wanted to stop in the bookstore to
look for something. Susan and I waited by the magazines, me leafing
through the new Cosmopolitan. All of a sudden Susan tapped me on the
shoulder.
"There are 2 guys looking at us," Susan said.
I looked over my shoulder and saw two boys definitely looking at us. I
was stunned. My heart started beating faster.
"They're not very cute, and they are definitely too young. They look like
they are in High School."
I looked again and Susan was right. They were too young and she was also
correct that they weren't that good looking either.
"Oh God, here they come," Susan said as the two boys walked over.
"Hey Ladies" one of the guys said, "You wanna go to the food court with
us."
God, is that what I sounded like when I tried to hit on girls in the
past? How lame.
"How old are you boys?" Susan asked.
"Old enough for a hot little piece of ass like her," the taller boy said
looking at me and then real fast reaching around and grabbing my ass!
"Oh my God!" I yelled and I slapped him across the mouth.
"What the fuck, you whore!" he yelled back at me. The store manager came
over and chased the boys out of the store. He asked me if I was OK and I
told him yes. To tell you the truth, I was elated. A boy actually grabbed
my ass! Maggie gathered Susan and I up and we left the mall. I was on
cloud nine. I just had a guy hit on me, however crudely the attempt.
We were all laughing about it in the car, when Maggie said, "Well, that
was fun and all, now for the real good stuff."
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"You'll see," Maggie said as we drove on. I wonder what they have in mind
now.
To Be Continued.
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