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Feminzer disease takes my body over
By Terry Hansay
Chapter Four
The next morning, Cathy was already up sitting at her makeup table
telling me to get moving that she has a special treat for me today. She
said get dressed and she would meet me downstairs for a quick breakfast.
Oh boy, what is she up to today?
My hair was getting longer than normal so I thought I would stop at my
barbershop today and get a haircut. Little did I know the "hair cut" I
was really in for. So I decided to get dressed in my normal "man
clothes" for the trip to my barbershop. I threw on my clothes. Boy that
was quick, no woman clothes for going to my barbershop and went
downstairs.
Cathy took one look at me and with a very stern face asked me "What are
you wearing or not wearing"?? I said, "I am going to get my haircut
today and I can't wear a bra there"!? Then it came, she said, "Get back
up stairs and get dressed properly. You have an appointment at my beauty
salon for your haircut and 'other things'. You need to dress the part.
In fact, you need to wear your bra and girdle everyday no matter what.
Do you understand?"
I felt the pressure and said ok and marched back up stairs to change. I
slipped on my Playtex Cross My Heart bra, panties, and panty girdle with
stockings. I could not find my floral top I wore last night. I yelled
down to Cathy asking her were it was. She said it is in the wash. She
told me to put on my new pale yellow t-shirt we bought yesterday and
also put on my new Victoria Secret t-shirt bra. Fear ran through my body
thinking of that bra. It really made my bustline "stick out"! I knew she
would make me wear it, plus I also knew that bra will really show
through that thin, clingy t-shirt material.?
I was in for a real day.?I tried on the VS bra. Wow, it felt so
different than my Playtex bra! The VS bra made my chest stand up and out
saying here I am, all woman. Then pulling the t-shirt on, wow, this was
so small! At least I thought so, and could see my new bra through the
thin material. I said, "This could not be right, I don't want to look
like this."
I went downstairs and Cathy looked up and smiled. "Wow, you look great,
love the t-shirt, just your color!" she said.?I said I could not wear
this without a camisole to hide the bra. She got mad and said, "What is
wrong with the way you look? How many times have you seen me in a t-
shirt? This is what women wear, their clothes are designed to look good,
and you look good. Remember as I have said before, you have breasts,
people expect you to wear a bra. You could not go braless. Terry, you
have to get over this and move on, you have to think of yourself as a
woman and dress like one."
I was not happy but knew I could not win. Cathy came over to me and
hugged me, kissed me and said everything will work out and I looked very
nice. Cathy said, "If it would make you feel better we will wear the
same bra and top today."
Cathy then whispered in my ear, I could take off my stockings. I would
not need them today. I asked her why, what was up with her smile? She
said, "Don't worry, you will love our day. Just relax and let's eat, we
have to get going."
I pleaded with her to know what we were doing. she smiled and gave me
the day's schedule.
She said, "First we are going to my beauty salon for a haircut,
manicure, and pedicure." I tried to interrupt but she said, "Wait ...
next we have an appointment at the Brook Institute for a short
orientation meeting on their courses, then lunch, and at 4 PM we have
your next estrogen shot from Nurse Sally.
I felt tired already and asked why we need to go the Institute, since it
is early in my disease for training. Cathy smiled and said "We will have
fun today and after lunch might even get some shopping in at the mall."
"Oh, no not again!" I said. She said I had better get used to shopping,
we have a lot of clothes to buy me since I have very few of my own. I
knew what she was saying, but did not want to hear it.
Cathy went upstairs and returned in her t-shirt bra and a matching pale
yellow t-shirt. Wow, we looked the same on top. I could see her bra. she
modeled the outfit and asked how I liked it. What could I say, but
pretty? And she said, "And you too!" We were off for the day.
First stop was Betty's Hair and Nail Salon. I knew I was in for a very
feminine experience. We were greeted with all smiles, very pleasant
women, Betty ushered me right to a chair and asked how I would like my
hair styled. I looked puzzled so Cathy jumped in as normal, and told her
the cut. Betty smiled and said that would look beautiful and proceeded
to get me ready. I closed my eyes and started to cry inside. I knew this
was the beginning of my new life.
I thought I was done but Betty asked me to go to another chair to dry my
hair. Wow, what was all this fuss, all new to me!? While I was under the
hair dryer, a very cute 20 year old came over and said she was here to
do my nails. I looked puzzled but Cathy said, "Yes, please do. He would
like pink nail polish." I just looked "blank" at her and didn't move.
She took my hand and started right in rubbing, buffing, cleaning,
cutting, doing all sorts of stuff.?It felt pretty good as she asked me
"Do you like this special treatment, it's something new for you, isn't
it, honey?" My brain was just buzzing and all I could say to her was
"This is very relaxing, thank you."
She was done with my nails. The dryer was still blowing on my head. I
looked at my nails and almost fainted, what is going on? They are so
pink, so feminine. She looked concerned and asked how I liked them. My
tongue was tied. She then asked if she could do my toenails, fear popped
in my face and I looked at Cathy. Cathy smiled and said to her, "Sure,
that would be very nice, same color please."
I looked around the salon. No one thought anything strange about me
being there. Everyone was having such a good time, talking up a storm,
and getting so pretty, then I thought that was the estrogen talking in
me.
Betty came over to get me, saying how nice my nails looked, and saying
pink in my color. Great, my color, how feminine it looked!? Betty took
my hand and guided me back to her chair, saying now we will style your
hair to the perfect look. Oh, I can't wait, I thought.
Cathy was sitting in the nail chair having her nails done now talking
with our neighbor from back home. They were both looking up several
times at me, I knew they were talking about me and my disease. Mrs.
Smith, my neighbor kept smiling at me, like she was saying "Everything
will be OK, Dear."
Betty put the final touches on my hair and said, "Terry, how do you like
your new look?"? I was blown away. How could I look so much different
than when I walked in here? My hair was truly a woman's cut, very
feminine looking, and as Cathy popped up to say, "The cut looks so so
cute on you dear, it's your look. Don't you just love it?"?I was
speechless. Between the new feminine look and pink nails, I was very
nervous and Cathy could tell.
Cathy looked at me and said, "Terry, don't cry, that cut looks very cute
on you. Tell me what you are thinking?"? All I could say was, "It sure
looks different." Betty and Cathy laughed and said it was my look and
everyone will love it.? I didn't want to hear that.
Betty took off my smock as I stood up. I looked in the mirror again at
my full view, wow there I was in my new feminine haircut and my VS bra
showing, I was turning into a woman.?Cathy knew what I was thinking and
hugged me saying my look was the beginning of my feminine appearance and
I looked beautiful. This is the beginning of my cure for the Feminizer
disease.
As Cathy and I walked out of the salon, I looked in the mirror again and
saw a woman. I could pass as a woman. That made me feel a little better
that I could "fake" out the public and I would not have to worry about
being a man in a bra.
Cathy held my hand, guided me to the car, smiling all the way. I was
happy she was happy and taking this all so well. I was still nervous and
she could sense that.
Our next stop was for coffee since we were early for our Institute
appointment. Stopping at a coffee shop gave me more confidence. No one
thought I was anything but a woman. Cathy sensed my new esteem and said,
"See I told you so, you look the part! We will cure this disease
together, Terry"!
We were right on time for the appointment. Our guidance counselor was
Ms. Beers. We were lead into a very warm comfortable room, very feminine
looking. Ms. Beers commented how nice I looked, loved the hairstyle. I
looked at Cathy and she smiled with approval. She knew why we were here
and got right into the curriculum.
I knew right then, there was no turning back. I was in this for the long
run.
Ms. Beers asked how committed I was to curing my disease. I told her I
wanted to be cured and I would do anything to get better. She smiled and
said "Then we have just the program to help you and your wife."
She looked over my medical chart, which was sent from my doctors. She
said I needed to have several more estrogen shots before I could enroll
in the course. My estrogen levels need to be much higher. But at the
looks of things, your doctors have that under control. I thought, what
did she mean by that, as she is looking directly at my bustline and I am
sure seeing my padded bra that my wife made me wear under this thin t-
shirt.
She went on to explain the course that the doctors have recommended is a
three-day program including the mind adjustment segment.?She went on to
say I must live as a woman for one full week before taking the course,
explaining dressing and living the life of a woman is important for my
mind control. I looked at Cathy and she quickly said no problem. I could
not say a word. Cathy said "We are starting. I have him wearing a bra
and girdle all the time now, but he has a lot to learn yet," she smiled.
Ms. Beers smiled and said, "I see he is starting his new life."
Ms. Beer spoke about all the new lifestyle experiences I would learn at
the Institute like makeup tricks, walking like a lady, presenting myself
as a beautiful woman, how to dress for every occasion, and learning all
the knowledge I would need to take a active part in society as a woman.
She also went on to say, the mind program, hypnotism, really helps the
students accept their new position in life and reduces a lot of stress.
My wife asked if she could have that mind adjustment and Ms. Beers said
no, but there is a 6-hour course for the wives to learn how to handle
their new life partner.
We filled out all the paperwork. Ms. Beers then gave us tons of
information to read over and said there was a questionnaire in the back
that I needed to complete. She suggested we call back in couple of weeks
so that they can monitor my estrogen levels, then they could schedule my
classes.
We left the school and went to lunch. I needed food. I was very weak and
Cathy knew it. Way too much was happening too fast.
Sitting across the table at lunch, Cathy held my hands and with her big
smile said how much she loved me and was so proud of how I was handling
all this. She knew I would beat this disease. I thought I would cry,
must be the estrogen, I felt tons of emotions flowing through my body.
While at lunch Cathy got real serious saying I need to push forward
toward my cure. I told her I thought I would dress as a man for a couple
more weeks while my body changes. But after the beauty salon today, she
had other plans for me. Cathy explained "The sooner you start dressing
and learning to be a real woman, the sooner the cure can start." She
said she would like me to practice this weekend dressing totally as a
woman and try going to work Monday as a 100% woman. Again I got real
nervous, she could tell. Cathy said, "Remember, you said you wanted to be
cured soon? This is the only way to do it."
Cathy stared into my eyes and said, "Let's get started!"
I said OK and that I needed her help. Cathy smiled and said "I am here for
you. The first thing you have to do is stop pulling at your bra straps."
She asked if the bra was too tight. I said I did not think so, but it was
hard getting used to these straps all over my body. She laughed and said I
look like a teenager in my first training bra.?We both laughed looking at
my projecting bustline. I said "I think I am past a training bra."
Cathy said we have 2 hours to kill, let's go shopping. With my new
haircut and my womanly demeanor, I said OK, lets try it. Cathy sensed
this and got so excited, she said she loves shopping with me.?Off we
went to JC Penney's department store, again headed right for the
lingerie department. She said I needed two slips for my new dresses. I
did not say anything when she said dresses. I knew this day was coming.
This time in the lingerie department I felt much different, much calmer.
I guess since my whole look was saying I am a woman and I belonged here
now. Everyone could see my cute haircut, my pink nails, and of course my
shapely figure was "shouting" I was all woman.
Cathy asked for a half and full slip. I did not know the difference, but
knew I would learn quickly. I looked at all the pretty bras and girdles.
I was thinking there are so many bra styles, how will I ever learn all
of them? I was thinking that estrogen must be working since I am so calm
in this department. Cathy saw my wandering eyes and said "Sweetie, would
you like to try on that all-in-one bra?" I quickly said, "No, maybe next
time." She was OK with that. She knew she really wanted to get to the
dress department and buy me my first dress.
We were in the dress department. It felt like buying my first bra. Wow,
there are so many to pick from! Cathy knew my head was spinning, grabbed
my hand and pulled me to a rack of dresses. We looked through lots of
styles. I knew nothing and just said, "Looks good." What did I know?
Cathy spotted a red dress, held it up on me, and then a clerk came over
to help. She said "That wrap dress has a very cute bodice and it's very
comfortable. It will show off your shape beautifully." Cathy agreed and
said I should try it on. We were shown to the dressing rooms. The clerk
led us over to the room. This time Cathy came in with me. Right then
everyone in that department knew the dress was for me, but I guess I
should get over that since I looked almost like a woman now.
The dress fit perfectly. Cathy was so happy with the fit and style! The
bustline was really defined. The dress shouted I had a figure! I got
back into my t-shirt and left the dressing room holding my first dress.
Another first for me, I thought, as I held the dress for purchase, just
for me.
Cathy said we were late and had to get going to the doctors for our 4 PM
appointment.
Sally, my nurse, was ready for us. We sat as she asked me tons of
questions filling in my chart. She asked if I have any reactions to my
estrogen shots or other changes. I said "Yes, I feel more emotional. I
cry easy and I don't seem to mind wearing a padded bra, which shows
through my t-shirt." Sally said "Good, that is the purpose of the
medicine. I see you are looking very nice too. I love the cute haircut."
Sally took some blood and asked her assistant to test it now while I was
here. We continued to talk. Cathy asked if it was too soon to get me
into dresses full time this weekend. Sally said "The sooner you get him
started, the sooner we can cure his disease." That answer sealed my
fate. Cathy had permission to start the real process. No more men's
clothes for me.
Sally asked me to disrobe. She needed to measure me for the charts. I
said I did not like this, but Sally said "Get used to it. We have to do
this every time you come in. Besides, what is the problem? We are all
girls here."
Sally smiled, saying that my body is changing, I might have to go to a
36B bra, and my hips are wider. I said, "Yes, this bra is a B cup."
Sally said, "It looks good. Is that a Victoria Secret bra? It is very
pretty on you!"
The other nurse came back. Sally reviewed the test. "Terry, your
estrogen levels are not progressing so I want to add estrogen pills
twice a day to your program." Then, the assistant handed Sally my next
estrogen shot. There was no turning back now. "You will be fine, see you
in a week," Sally said.
We left the doctors office with the pills and a new "lease on life." I
knew this weekend was the big change. I was very quiet in the car and
Cathy sensed it.
We got home and there was a message on our phone from Karl. He said, "I
hope we can do a movie and some shopping Saturday. I have a new dress I
want to wear and show you, Terry. I hope you will have a cute dress on,
too!"
I heard this and just collapsed on the couch. My brain was fried!
To be continued, I hope you all like it.
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