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Sandra is David's new daughter and is happy and content. Sandra takes
over the story as we follow her through her exposure to Brian her best
friend an appointment with a psychiatrist Dr. Louis.
Authors note: I've never written like this, two people telling
different sides of the story. I Hope you like it.
A Prayer Answered
Chapter Three
By Sara D.
I slept better last night than I had in months; I woke that Friday with
a new outlook on life. I can't believe how well my dad had accepted
what I said last night. I got out of bed and stared at all the lovely
things I had in my drawers and closet. What a wonderful feeling to wake
up to all these new clothes and to never have to put on another stitch
of boys clothes again. It has been a tough couple of months for dad and
me; with mom gone we both were hurting. But now I have a better outlook
and more to look forward too. I just wish mom was here to witness the
re-birth of her daughter to the world. I went and took a shower and
made sure I has clean and neat, shaving my legs and underarms as I had
in the past. I dried off and looked at the mirror and started to dry my
hair the familiar female face appeared once again. I couldn't help but
get excited and things arose as I applied makeup once I was happy with
my hair. I was interrupted by a knock on the door.
"Sandra, I called the school about you so you won't be going today I
also made an appointment with Thelma at ten, so take your time sweetie
and I'll make us some breakfast."
"Ok dad, I'll only be a few minutes." Well I did have practice you
know, mom taught me well when we had our time together. I just hope dad
and I will be able to connect in a similar fashion. I guess I'll find
out soon enough. I walked back into my room after finishing a great job
on my long blond hair and makeup, if I say so myself. I could not help
but staring at the pretty teenage girl staring back at me in my mirror
on my dresser in my room. I now had the task of picking out what to
wear. I don't mind you know, the time it takes to pick the right
outfit, with all these new selections before me I was just a little
overwhelmed. I finally decided on a black stretch skirt that came to
just above the knee with a complimentary red blouse, black tights and my
new black one inch pumps. After that I sat at my desk and filed and
then painted my nails a lovely lavender color to match my eyes. I was
so happy at this point I could not help but get frustrated again with
things arising when not wanted. I realized I needed to take care of
things, grabbed a towel from my laundry hamper and relieved the
pressure. I must say I never once experienced such an unbelievable
orgasm in my young life, it's a good thing I had that towel or I would
surely had to change. Once things were back to their normal size I once
again tucked myself and gave my front a more lady like look.
I walked out and joined my dad who was just finishing setting breakfast
on the table; I took a seat and saw him staring at me.
"You look beautiful this morning Sandra, I can see that you mother
indeed did teach you a lot. Nice choices on your outfit, a little sexy
for a meeting with your shrink, but you are sixteen after all," he said
a little sternly.
"Daddy.....all girls my age dress this way, well most of the time," I
said in aggravation.
"I know Sandra, I was with you at the mall and completely understand
that the way you dress is an expression on how you feel and a statement
to the world you are indeed a girl, which no doubt no one will argue
after seeing you like this," he said with compassion and understanding.
"Thanks dad, what did the school say when you called them?" I asked as I
ate some bacon.
"I just told them your decision to attend school as Sandra and that we
are working with a therapist who will provide written verification on
your intent to transition to a girl full time. They said they have had
others in the past and currently so there's no problem with the school.
All your teachers will be told to expect Sandra Monday morning, and Mrs.
Sherman wishes you good luck and wanted to see you first thing on Monday
before first period."
"Ok, thanks dad. You know I've been thinking about a few things this
morning. I know I want to be a girl, but after what happened while
getting dressed I am not sure about changing everything," I told him
then explained about the experience in my room.
"Well that is for you to decide Sandra, and Thelma will be able to help
you find out what you are indeed meant to be."
Dad and I finished breakfast and talked the whole time, he's great and I
can't get over how cool he is with all of this. I was still thinking
about if I really want to keep it or not. You know my thingy, I was
unsure. I was chewing my last bite of egg when the door bell rang. It
was Friday morning about 7:30 am, who could that be, I wondered.
Dad must have seen the puzzled look on my face. "Do you want me to get
that Sandra?"
"No, it's ok. I will have to face the world soon enough," I told him
and got up and went over to the door and opened it and when I did
standing there looking me up and down was my best friend of fourteen
years Brian. Oh ooh, I thought I'm not ready to confront him right now.
He's going to think I'm gay, I don't even know for sure myself which way
I will go. I like girls, but do I like boys? I don't even want to go
there right now. He is kind of cute though, did I just think that? Oh
crap, I guess I had better invite him in and explain but before I could
say one word.
"Hi, is Tim at home?" he asked smiling at me.
"Umm... Sure..... Yah, just a second, come on in a take a seat. Hi," I
said not knowing how to continue. "I'm Sandra, but you can call me
Sandy."
"It's nice to meet you Sandy," he said sweetly, obviously attracted to
the girl I was portraying. He then saw my Dad. "Hi Mr. D. where's
Tim?" Brian asked and sat across from my dad at the table. I guess I
should describe Brian for you, he's 5'4", brown hair, green eyes and tan
skin and a slight European accent. His family moved from England when
he was younger and he picked up a little of that accent from his folks.
I took the same seat I had occupied prior to answering the door, and as
I sat I took a deep breath and began.
"Tim is right here Brian," I said gesturing to myself. "I am Tim, was
Tim I mean."
Brian looked at me with wide eyes and stared at me, again looking at me
up and down. It was very hard to read his expression an almost stale
look appeared on his face then one of recognition once he realized I was
not kidding him.
"You're shitting me right; this has got to be some sort of joke right?
You're pulling my leg?" he said then laughed.
"No I am not kidding Brian, this is me now, the real me. I've always
felt I should be this way, I just need time to figure out what is next
and I also need your support."
"What are you some sort of fag or something? Come on what the fuck is
this shit. You're supposed to be my best friend and now I find out your
some sort of fairy, a freak. I'm out of here," he said with anger and
left my house in a hurry.
I was just in such a good mood now I'm sad again. Had I truly hurt my
friend or what? I sat and started to cry and dad came over to me and
gave me a hug and comforted me. I continued to cry softly into his
shoulder then he said something I will never forget.
"Sandra, I love you and now matter what I will support you. You have to
understand that Brian has to figure this out in his head, he's your best
friend in the whole world and he probably feels you betrayed him and
killed off his one true best friend," Dad said a little teary eyed
himself. "Don't let one person make you second guess the way your life
is destined to go. He will be back, I promise."
"Thank you dad, I feel a bit better now." I then went to the bathroom
and fixed my makeup as my mascara had run while I was crying.
We sat and talked a while waiting for the time to go by, I began to
understand my dad more and more after this. We did have a lot in common
in dressing but he never felt like a girl he told me. He just liked the
clothes, me I knew from a young age I was meant to be a girl full time.
But now I was unsure of things and hoped that Thelma would be able to
help. Once enough time had passed dad drove me downtown to Thelma's
office. I was a bit apprehensive when we arrived but found the courage
to get out of the car somewhere deep down. I entered her office with my
head held high and with confidence as my dad and mom had told me to do.
I sat in a chair as my dad filled out a few forms at the reception
window, I looked at the pile of magazines on the table in front of me
and picked out a Seventeen magazine and began reading it while waiting
for Dr. Louis to call for me. A few minutes later the pretty
receptionist called me in.
"Ms. Davidson, Dr. Louis will see you now," she said as she ushered me
into the back of the office into Thelma's treatment room. I walked in
and was greeted by Thelma.
"Well, it's nice to finally meet you Sandra, please have a seat and we
will chat." She said nicely. "You look very nice by the way; pretty
even you make a very nice looking girl Sandra."
"Thank you Thelma," I said a bit embarrassed.
"I see you finally came your dad, congratulations on getting this far.
He's told me that you plan on living like this full time, possibly
permanently."
"Kind of, I am not sure now, what I mean is that while I got dressed
this morning something happened that made me think I am not completely
sure what I'm supposed to do." I then recounted what had occurred that
morning in my room and the use of the towel.
"Your reaction is perfectly natural Sandra, as you are still physically
male and you still have male hormones running through you this was bound
to happen. This is why we are here, to find what is right for you. Are
you second guessing being a girl?" She asked that the motherly way she
had.
"Absolutely not, I am a girl I just don't know how I feel about my male
parts; it felt so good, so right. I just I don't know if I'm willing to
part with it right now. Is this something I need to decide right away?"
I said almost in tears.
"No, you can take your time in deciding what you ultimately want. You
have time to decide, what would you do if you were told you had to go
back to being a boy?"
"I would tell whoever that was to piss off, I am a girl, and I just need
to figure things out. What I am sure about is that I do want to look as
much like a girl as possible, you know hormones and stuff."
"I can defiantly tell you are sure you are girl, mentally anyways. Even
in your past sessions you were sure you were a girl then, you just had
to come out of your shell and show the world that you really are a girl.
If you want I can prescribe hormone for you, you will need a shot and
then take pills every day."
"Thelma, I am mentally prepared for that, I have dreamed of being a
complete girl for a long time. I know what will happen and that is will
take time to see changes and what it will do to my male libido."
"You're a smart girl and I am sure this is right for you, I just need
your father's approval and I will write a letter explaining the
situation to the school and it will allow you to attend school as a
girl."
"Thank you Thelma, you are such a help. I know that talking to you in
the future will help me in the decision." With that I hugged her
goodbye and told dad that she wanted to speak to him. I picked up the
Seventeen magazines and finished reading it while I waited for dad. When
he returned he sat next to me and patted me on the shoulder.
"You sure you want this?" he said smiling.
"More than anything dad, it's who I am, and who I'm going to be."
"Ok, I just wanted to be sure you were sure about this," he said rubbing
my shoulder and with that the nurse came and took me back and gave me a
shot in the bum, and it hurt. I was then handed a prescription for
hormones to pick up on the way home. Dad and I picked up the
prescription at our pharmacist store and then went out for lunch.
After lunch and as a surprise dad took me to mom's old salon he still
owned, but had Marge running for mom once she was gone. I was soon
seated by Marge at a nice salon chair and treated to what I have to say
was luxurious. Once she had finished I saw she had put highlights in my
hair as I was drooling over the teen girl in the mirror. I felt a small
prick in my right ear, then the left as Marge pierced my ears, then put
some lovely emerald studs in the new holes. I could not feel more
feminine at this point. The experience had felt so wonderful, but those
same feeling I had that morning returned as things became uncomfortable
for me down there. I know once I was home and had some privacy I would
once again need that towel.
Dad drove us home and we drove up to the house I saw Brian waiting on
our porch for us to get home. I cautiously walked up to the front door.
"Hi Brian," I said quietly and looked at the ground. I began thinking
about apologizing to my best friend about the long time lye, but he said
sorry first.
"I am so sorry for earlier Sandy, can you forgive me? I should not have
cursed at you and I should not have left the way I did," Brian said with
emotion.
"I'm the one who should be sorry, Brian. I should have been able to
tell you about this a long time ago, and I was just afraid what you
would think about me."
"It's me who's at fault Sandy, what I said, the words I used were wrong.
You are my best and only friend; we have stuck together since we met."
"Thanks Brian, you are a true friend and I forgive you as long as you
can forgive me for hiding from you," I said and was surprised when he
gave me a friendly hug.
"I forgive you Sandy," he said patting my on the back with a slight
sniffle. "I do love you, you know that, don't you."
"Yes of course, I love you to Brian." Then Brian got a big grin on his
face and looked me in the eyes.
"You know, I've never had a girlfriend, will you be my girlfriend?
Please?" he said with honesty and sincerity.
"Brian!" I had to think, do I want this, what will dad think. I turned
and saw he had been standing off to the side letting us talk without
intruding. He shrugged as in it was my decision. "I honestly don't
know Brian, I mean you're cute and all, and I guess we could give it a
try for a while to see what happens."
"Yes! I have a girlfriend. Yah me!" he said jumping with glee. As a
nerd I could understand.
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