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Better Study Habits (Parts 9 and 10)
by Vanessa White
Part Nine
The following morning Travis was stripping off his pink silk nighties and
begrudgingly putting on his polo shirt and blue jeans. "I hate wearing
these clothes," he thought to himself. "So....boring."
But it was Friday....just one more day and he could have all weekend to
dress up in his pretty girly frocks.
And Friday meant 20th Century American History.....and that meant sitting
next to Jonas in class. Travis was getting excited now. Not long and
he'd be next to Jonas, listening to him talk, drinking in his
intoxicating sweaty dirty boy stink. Stealing a glance of his arms, his
chest, the cute little hairs on the back of his neck. It was a wonder
Travis was able to pay attention enough to continue getting A's in that
class!
The butterflies were swarming in his stomach as he walked to class. He
tugged nervously at his pretty heart necklace underneath his shirt and it
seemed to steady him. Along the way he took note of all the girls he was
passing as he walked and he studied and appreciated their outfits and
hairstyles. He was oblivious to the fact that only a month earlier on
the same walk he would be gawking at their legs, boobs and asses.
He entered the lecture hall and found Jonas sitting in the back where
they normally sat. Jonas was in a grey t-shirt and baseball cap on
backwards. Travis immediately focused on Jonas' ripped pecs bulging
from underneath his shirt. He loved the effect this new feeling had on
him. But he knew he had to play it cool and contain his excitement.
He swooped in quickly and said, "Hey, man". Even the simplest act of
greeting another guy like a guy was less natural for Travis. He was
nervous inside not just because of the schoolgirl crush he had, but also
because he felt like at any time he could let loose a feminine mannerism
and then Jonas would become uncomfortable around him.
"Hey Travis," said Jonas without looking up from his iPhone. "Is this
the weekend we finally see you back at the Party Zone?" He asked almost
disinterestedly.
"I wish, man," said Travis. "I just have a lot of reading to do."
"Dude, you are like killing this class. You got an A+ on the last 4
quizzes! Point proven. You've got your grades up. Now take the weekend
off and get crushed with us. People are starting to wonder about you,
man."
Travis felt bad at hearing this. Especially since Jonas seemed upset
with him. He so wanted Jonas to like him.
"Yeah, maybe you're right," said Travis. "I mean, I could study tonight
and then spend Saturday back at the house with you."
Jonas looked up. "Spend Saturday at the house with me???" What the
hell, man? Spend Saturday at the house with me?? You make it sound like
we are a married couple going to the cottage or something. That's
something my mom says to my dad, dude!"
Travis got flustered. "You know what I mean. By you, I
mean....everyone. The boys."
"I'm just fuckin' with you, man. I mean, I'm glad you're not going to
flunk out of school, but yeah man, I didn't know you'd take it this
seriously."
Travis thought about it. "I'll get my shit done tonight and throw back
with you guys tomorrow. You're right, man. I can have a good time once
in a while."
"You know where to find us, bro. But I'll believe it when I see it,"
said Jonas, seemingly disinterested again.
They didn't speak the rest of the lecture. Travis sat there totally
unable to pay attention to the lecture. He was being torn up inside by
the conflicting programming he was rationalizing. One hand he was being
conditioned to stay in the house, to be with Rachel and Karen and be a
willing student of the feminine arts. But on the other hand, he was
falling head over heels for Jonas. And he wanted so badly not to
disappoint him.
For the first time in four weeks, the right thing to do was not apparent
to Travis. He felt so anxious inside.
It was a good thing that Jonas was hungover from the night before because
midway through the lecture, he fell asleep. If he had been awake, he
would have been incredibly alarmed by the sight of his old friend Travis
welling up with tears.....like a girl.
Part Ten
Later that night, Travis' nerves were being somewhat calmed by his
nightly feminization process, which tonight he needed so very
badly....almost like a drug addict needing his fix after a highly
emotional event. Rachel was by his side, calmly talking him through his
makeup routine.
"You're going to want to look and feel extra glamorous tonight," she
said. "Tonight is a night you will remember for the rest of your life."
"Really?" asked Travis while applying smoky black eye shadow to his
eyelids. "I thought we were just going to hang out and watch movies."
"Ms. Dresner is coming over tonight. She has something very special to
give you."
At this point in Travis' programming, just the sound of Ms. Dresner's
name sent shudders through him. Whenever she brought him into the
dreamworld, programming him and bringing him deeper, it felt so
incredible. He was now utterly a slave to her.
"Oh," whispered Travis. "I didn't know she was coming over. I will do
my best to look pretty for her," he said, almost mechanically.
"You are very pretty, Travis. You look so beautiful in this black frilly
dress tonight. It's perfect for your....conversion."
Travis paused at that. "My....conversion?"
Rachel nudged closer and began to scratch his head gently. "Yes, honey.
I think by now deep down you know what is happening to you. You know by
now that this is more than just fun and games."
Travis looked at himself in the mirror. He saw his heavily made-up face
framed by the long wavy cascading of the long black wig he was wearing.
He saw the shimmering of his heart necklace so delicately framing his
neckline. He saw the utter feminity of the frilly, silky black dress he
was wearing. He saw his hand, with its long magenta nails and huge
silver and black flower-shaped ring.
He saw his good friend Rachel by his side and how beautiful she was. It
was all making sense.
"I'm being turned into....a girl....for real.....aren't I?" he said
softly.
"Yes, sweetie," purred Rachel. "And you love it, don't you?"
"Yes," said Travis on the verge of tears. "I do.....Oh God, I love being
a girl.....I just want to stay this way forever!"
"Shhhh, sweetie. Tonight Ms. Dresner will grant your wish. You will be
one of us....for real."
Travis hugged Rachel and began to softly cry. "Oh my God....I just feel
sooo....I can't describe it...."
"I understand. You feel relief. You're done resisting it now. You've
accepted it and you want it. I felt the same way when I was broken."
Travis pulled back and looked at her. "You....?"
Rachel smiled. "Yes, sweetie. Me...Karen....Nicole. All of us. We
were all boys once too. Ms. Dresner did the same thing to us. And we
are all sooooo much happier."
"Oh my God, Rachel!," exlclaimed Travis. "Am I going to be as pretty as
you?"
"Prettier, sweetie. But you need to stop crying. You're not going to be
very pretty with your mascara running all down your cheeks."
Travis managed a faint laugh. "I know....I'm sorry."
"Don't apologize, honey. It's part of being a girl. Which you are now."
Travis collected himself. "I'm totally a girl, Rachel. I know it. I
love to wear pretty clothes and makeup....."
"Yes," purred Rachel.
"And I.....like boys! There I said it....I like boys."
"Really, now?" asked Rachel quizzically. "You haven't mentioned that
part yet. I don't remember starting to like boys until after my
conversion was complete. Aren't you just the little girly girl?" she
giggled.
Travis laughed too. "I know. But yeah, I'm soooo crushing on my good
friend Jonas. He's just so....."
"Hot?" giggled Rachel.
"Yes!," moaned Travis. "He's beautiful. He just has such pretty eyes
and he smells sooooo delicious.....like a boy. I like the way boys smell
now."
"Oh sweetie," said Rachel. "You are more than ready to join us. Karen
and I can spend all night talking about boys....and boy smells, tee hee."
"Well," said Travis. "I don't want to just talk about them, if you know
what I mean...."
Rachel laughed. "I do. I certainly, certainly do."
The phone rang and they heard Karen shout from downstairs that she would
answer it. Travis grabbed a tube of magenta lipstick and finished off
his makeover. He then began to softly sing, "I'm gonna be a real girl
soon. I like boys and I have no problem with that now.....I'm a boy-
crazy glamour puss.....I love being me...." Both he and Rachel burst
into giggles and they hugged each other.
A few seconds later however, Karen was standing in the doorway with a
sour look on her face.
"That was Ms. Dresner on the phone. She had to leave for the weekend for
some urgent business. She won't be back until Monday night. She said
she's really sorry but there was nothing she could do about it. She asks
that you just hold on a little longer, Travis. If you need to talk to
her, she says you can call her cell."
Rachel and Travis pulled away from each other and Travis looked down.
"Oh," said Rachel. "We got you all dressed up for nothing....."
Travis looked up. "It's not for nothing. I feel like I've waited my
whole life to be a girl. I can wait a few more days. Plus I love this
dress!"
Karen came over and sat next to both of them and began to scratch Travis'
head. "Oh, sweetie. You're sooooo cool. We'll be here for you all
weekend. I know how anxious you're going to be to get to Monday."
"I just found out, Karen. You were a boy once too," giggled Travis.
"I was. And look at me now." She gestured towards her very large
breasts.
"Will I have those....when I'm converted?" asked Travis.
"Yes, sweetie," said Karen. "A nice big rack of boobs, long beautiful
hair, and much higher voice....and no more body or facial hair. Also,
you'll probably be a little bit shorter."
Travis closed his eyes and smiled. "Tabitha. My name is Tabitha now."
Rachel and Karen sighed. "It's very nice to meet you, Tabitha," said
Rachel. "We can't wait to see what you look like on Monday."
"If I'm half as pretty as you guys....I'll be a happy girl."
They all hugged each other on the bed and Karen and Rachel started crying
from happiness.
Tabitha, though looked up and away from the hugfest. Her mind was
already beginning to wander......a deeper urge welling up within
her......
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