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Feminizer disease takes my body over
by Terry Hansay
Chapter Eleven
Morning came quickly. Joan was tapping me on my shoulder saying, "It's
time to get up, sleepy head." I was still wearing the headset and the
"message" was still playing. Wow, was I listening to hypnotic therapy
all night?
Joan was all dressed in a pretty lime color form fitting dress. She has
a nice figure and this dress really showed it. She pushed me into the
shower and had my clothes on the bed when I got out. Yes, I was to wear
an identical form fitting dress. It must be the plan here at the
Institute where the patient and the teacher (or they call them the
girlfriend) wear the same dresses.
She had me pick out my bra and girdle. I picked my favorite, my Playtex
Cross My Heart bra. She commented that with all my lacey colorful bras,
why would I pick the plain white Playtex bra? I said, "Because it is my
favorite and I like wearing the pretty bra."
Wow! Did I say that? I like wearing that pretty bra. Joan looked pleased
with my answer and I was thinking maybe that CD message worked on me
last night.
She did my makeup with me, giving pointers. She put my hair into
pigtails with bows. It looked so cute. She commented on how nice and
long my hair was and my hairdresser has done wonders with my beautiful
hair. She said, "We don't have to do too much makeup now because this
morning's classes will be makeup, hairdo, and fashion."
We were at breakfast with Jenny and Paula and their "girlfriends." It
was weird. We all had matching dresses on, like we were in a sorority
together. Funny, I guess we are in a sorority this weekend.
For some reason the three girlfriends left the room. Now was my chance
to ask Jenny and Paula their reasons for being here. When I asked, Jenny
started crying, saying "The courts forced me into being a girl and my
mother accepted the transformation. I did not want to go to jail for
life." Paula was a different story. His girlfriend at home talked him
into crossdressing and got him hypnotized into thinking he wanted to be
a crossdresser. Paula said he loves wearing bras and girdles, but does
not know why. He is afraid of what is coming next with her in control.
He said he was wearing a bra like it was nothing, perfectly normal to
wear it all his life. He was nervous, but accepted his fate.
I told them of my disease and my wife's help to cure me of the Feminizer
disease. They were both blown away hearing my story. All three of us
"bonded" and held hands saying we will get through this.
It seemed the three teachers were listening to us. They came back into
the room with big smiles saying, "OK girls, it's time to get started.
Let's go down to the beauty salon and learn some pretty new makeover
tips for you girls."
As we were walking down the hall, I heard the click of our feminine high
heels. I was liking the sweet sound, really getting used to the feminine
sound. Just then I saw that Jenny forgot his purse. I started whispering
to him, but just then his girlfriend teacher handed the purse to him
saying, "Jenny, you better remember to always carry your purse, that is
what we girls do."
In the salon we were ushered to the makeup center for our class. We all
learned how to take off our makeup and re-apply it with many different
styles and colors. I was amazed at the different looks we could get with
different colors of makeup. We learned different hair styling tricks.
Then a girl showed us the tricks to keep up our pretty nails. There are
so many ways to polish your nails.
We took a "coffee break" and the three of us "girl" students were
giggling about all the different things we must learn. Jenny really
didn't want to join in. I guess he is still not convinced. I guess he
needs more hypnotic therapy.
Just then my wife showed up all smiles. She pulled me aside and said she
just had her wives class downstairs and it was very informative. I asked
her what it was about. She said, "Terri, I picked up tons of ideas to
help you beat your disease and to help you learn your femininity."
Cathy asked me about last night and the classes I have taken so far. I
was so excited to tell her and was so positive, she knew the hypnotic
therapy must be working and will help in developing me into a totally
accepting woman.
As I started to tell Cathy about my morning, Joan came over and said I
had to get back to class. Joan smiled and said "Now we will learn all
about your beautiful foundations and how to keep your body shapely."
Wow, I smiled and said I was looking forward to this class!
Cathy said her goodbyes and said I was in good hands. She said she would
see me tomorrow at 5 PM for the closing dinner.
I was back in class and really liked this one. We were taught how to
measure ourselves and what the body measurements meant. How to pick
blouse and dress sizes, all that feminine stuff, as I thought. How to
pick the right size bra, girdle, and the different kinds of bras for the
different clothes we women wear. I was becoming so intrigued with all
this, Joan could see I was like a little girl soaking it all in and so
accepting of my new gender.
Our instructor Melissa said, "Now it's time for you all to measure each
other to see if you were paying attention." Jenny looked nervous at the
idea and Paula looked terrified. I guess I was used to the idea of other
"women" seeing me in my bra and girdle. Heck, I have been measured so
many times by now I was thinking this would be fun. Wow! That CD
treatment must really be working on my brain!
Melissa told us to remove our dresses and handed each of us a measuring
tape. I was first and I measured Jenny. I was shocked to see he, Jenny
had false breasts, not really like me. Then I remembered, he does not
have my disease, but is being forced to look and act like a girl. I
played along and measured right over his padded bra. It was strange,
because I was enjoying this. I figured out Jenny wears a 32A bra and
Paula was a 34B. Both girls measured me and they both got it right, 36D.
Paula whispered in my ear, "Wow Terri, you are built and they are
real!" I smiled and said, "Yes, they are all me! See what this Feminizer
disease does?" Jenny said, "What is it like to have real breasts?"
Melissa smiled and watched me for my response. I explained to Jenny that
I grew from a small A cup like her and slowly developed to a 36D cup. My
wife helped me though the development. I was very concerned while I was
developing a larger bustline, But now I am used to it, I like my new
figure. Wow! Did I say all that? I looked at Melissa and said, "That CD
is really changing me."
Paula whispered in my ear saying, "They glued fake breasts on me and
they won't come off. I am worried I will not be able to get them off
when I go home. They really fill me out, though." I told him his fake
breasts look real and I bet they feel real. "You will get used to them,
I got used to having breasts." Paula was all shy and said, "Yes, they do
feel different, hard to get used to. I look down and see these two
mountains on my chest. I feel strange. Men are always looking at me."
I asked Melissa, "Since Paula is wearing a padded bra, is that really
his bra size, 34B?" Melissa explained to all of us that it was and the
padded cups help girls get the shape they desire. Melissa pulled me
aside and asked me to stop referring to Paula and Jenny as men. Call
them by their names or use "her", not "his" bra, etc. I apologized and
also asked Melissa if Paula really wants to be a girl. Melissa smiled
and said "Yes, that is why she is here, silly." I'm not sure that was
true, but what could I do?
We had a quick lunch and Joan said our 1 PM class was at the pool. I
thought "At the pool, what is there?" She took me back to our room and
we tried on several different bathing suits. She held up a very feminine
bathing suit and said, "Let's try on this one first. Strip down,
Terri." I was so embarrassed, but she calmed me down and said she has
seen everything. She had such a way to not even let me think I had a
penis. The feminine bathing suits hide my little penis. She taught me
how to tuck my little guy in. No one would never know I had one. Wow!
was I doing this?
I ended up with a one-piece suit with a little skirt around my waist. My
breasts were held up with a pretty bra in the suit, molded cups as Joan
said.
We walked down to the pool in little heeled sandals with each of us
carrying a pool bag like a purse.
I wasn't sure why we were at the pool since we didn't go in the water.
There were several other "girls" there. We waited around and Joan came
up to say, "We are done. Let's go and get our dresses back on."
I asked Joan why we did this. She said, "The school wants you to learn
about swimsuits, walking in them and presenting yourself as a girl. You
all did very well. You all looked darling."
Back in the room we changed back into our dresses. Joan said our next
class was right here in our bedroom with her. She said she wanted to
talk about modesty and a woman's position in society. We sat and she got
real serious.
Before starting she had me learn how to sit like a lady. I guess I was
not doing to well.
Joan started to explain that my wife wanted me to learn the "old
fashioned" way of women's manners. She said, "Your wife sounds very
lovely and wants to make sure you are very feminine so that you can
handle yourself in any life situation. That is why your wife will most
likely want you to wear older fashions like that all-in-one corset you
have. That is a very 50's look and gives you a beautiful shape, which
gives you a very feminine look."
I am not sure why, but I was a little excited when Joan pulled a very
pretty lacey bra out of a drawer. She called it a "bullet bra", much
like that part of my all-in-one corset. Wow, I thought, that bra would
really make me shapely and pointed! Joan explained, "These are the kind
of cotton bras women wore in the 50's and your wife likes, Terri." Joan
asked me to put on the bullet bra. I was like a teenage girl, all giggly
and excited as I took off my dress to try on this new bra. Wow, did I
fill the cups of this bra and was it was ever pointed!
Joan smiled and said that is really some bra. I asked her if I could
wear it now, she said sure it's mine. I was all excited, pulled on my
dress, and zipped it up to reveal a very shapely bustline. Joan asked me
what I thought of the new look. I told her I really liked it. She seemed
surprised I liked it but said "Your wife will be pleased you like this
look."
I told Joan I wore my all-in-one corset that gives me that shape to the
office and the men just seemed to stare at me. "Well Dear, men love
shapely women and you are very shapely and attractive Terri," Joan
explained.
I explained to Joan that I do not want to deal with men. I am married
and not interested in dating. Joan smiled and said, "We have a class
tomorrow just for that subject, how to deal with men." She went on to
say that to beat my disease, I might have to accept some interaction
with men.
I was nervous about what she said, I said, "I will try but not much
interaction with men please." Joan giggled and said, "It's not all that
bad Terri, but we can help with that."
We spoke about feminine hygiene and how important it is to always have
my makeup properly applied, my hair done just so, and to always wear the
most feminine, prettiest clothing possible. I must present myself in a
ladylike manner all the time.
I asked Joan why I have not needed to shave my face. She explained my
disease and how the hormones are working in my body. She also explained
that I needed to shave under my arms and legs more often, maybe even
daily for a while. I told her my wife already has me on a shaving
routine.
Joan smiled and said, "Your wife has done a very good job helping you
through this disease. She has made you into a beautiful woman. You
should be very proud of her and thank her for handling your bad
disease."
Joan said we had to get back downstairs for our last class before
dinner. The class was about walking like a lady. She said I have that
down pat, my wife taught me well but I am required to attend with the
other girls.
Joan said, "Before we go, let's change into something different." Joan
brought out a white stretch t-shirt and short pencil skirt. I got a
little nervous as I said to her I was nervous about wearing white and my
bra showing through. Joan explained that my wife said I have problems
with this and she wanted us to help me understand it is not a problem
for girls to have their bras show through clothing. Sometimes it looks
sexy.
I told Joan I did not want to look sexy, but I knew I had to wear this
top now. Joan said it was best to wear a t-shirt bra with this top. I
got the sense Joan did not want me to wear my pointed bra with this top.
I knew I had just the bra from Victoria's Secret that my wife and I
bought. I put that bra on. Joan said it was just the right bra, shaping
my bustline nicely and not showing my nipples. I forgot about not
showing my nipples. I learn something new each minute here at the
Institute.
I pulled on the tight thin top. Wow was it tight and it really did show
my VS lacey bra. Joan said it looked very nice, very feminine. As I
looked down, I could see the shape of my cups and the outline of the
bra. Looking in the mirror I saw my bra cups and straps beaming out,
saying I was all woman. I asked Joan if it was OK. She smiled and said
"You look great. Don't worry it, you look very pretty." She said she
loved my VS molded cup push up bra. It was perfect for these kinds of t-
shirts.
For some reason I told Joan I was comfortable with this "exposure", more
so than last week at home. Joan said I was learning and accepting the
ways of womanhood.
I slipped on the tight skirt, it seemed like a mini-skirt. I looked at
Joan, she knew what I was thinking. She said "Yes, it's a miniskirt, get
used to it, you look wonderful." I was concerned my garters would show,
but Joan said they were not showing.
I put my high heels on and looked in the mirror. Wow, was I a vision of
"woman." Even though my bra was showing through my thin top, I had a
mellow feeling about my new look and my miniskirt. I got all giggly and
happy with my new look.
Joan gave me my purse and said she had one more thing to tell me. Oh
boy, now what? She said, "Tonight after dinner we will attend a dance
for one hour here at the Institute." Fear struck my face and she knew
it. "Don't worry Terri, I will be there to help you. This is a learning
experience, like one of the classes here at the Institute. The men
coming in to help do understand all the girl's situations and will be
very nice to you. You need to understand how to interact with men."
I started crying. Joan hugged me and said I will do just fine. She went
on to say my wife has approved of the dance and supports this class. I
thought to myself, "How will I get out of this? I can't dance with a
man!"
Just then Abbey came in our room, asking about my tears and asked what
was wrong. She too hugged me saying, "All will be OK. This is a natural
development in your learning to be a woman. Now let us fix your makeup
and get to class."
Both Joan and Abby fixed my makeup. I got my composure back and we
walked together to class. Abby said while walking, I looked beautiful.
She loved my top. I knew where that was coming from. I was still nervous
walking around in public with my bra showing. I felt so exposed. This
outfit felt much different from the others. Between the skirt and top
being so tight, my walk was a different. I had a real swing to my hips
and my breasts stood out there saying I was all woman.
Joan did whisper to me while walking, "Next time you wear this top, you
might like to try a pretty lacey camisole to hide your bra." I looked at
her, like why didn't I wear it now? Joan said, "You need to experience
everything in a woman's world."
My other classmates were already at the posture class. Wow, they too had
the identical outfits on and yes, their bras were showing as much as
mine. That made me feel little better.
We had a minute before the instructor came and just the three of us were
together, able to talk privately. Jenny said he was dying in the thin
top showing off his bra. Paula said he liked the top but his bra killing
him. Both guys looked at me and said I looked the best and had the best
shape from top to bottom. It was strange, but I felt good about that
comment. Then Jenny got real serious and asked if we heard about the
dance tonight. We did and all of us were nervous about it. Paula said he
could not handle it and would get sick so he does not have to go. I told
them my wife is making me go, saying it will help my disease treatment.
I too was nervous, but I said the "girlfriend" teachers would be with us
so nothing bad will happen.
Molly the instructor came in and explained that we will now learn how to
walk, sit, and present ourselves as women. Our first exercise was
walking with a book on our heads, as Molly reminded us to stand straight
and hold our shoulders back all the time. Wow, did this project my
bustline! But it did look better and felt comfortable and natural. Wow,
that hypnotic therapy is really working!
We went through sitting, holding our skirts under as we sat and making
sure they were pulled down after sitting, crossing our legs in a lady
like manner and keeping our knees together. I could tell Jenny was
getting nervous and had a hard time with all this.
Our miniskirts were a real test of not showing our girdles and Molly
knew this. I guess it was all part of the training.
The hour went fast and it was time to get ready for dinner and the
dance. We all hugged (that was strange but it felt natural and the right
thing to do in my new world) and went back to our rooms with our
girlfriends (teachers). Little did we know what was in store for us
after dinner.
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