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The Fortune Cookie 1 (Revised) Part 4 Paul went to bed that night wondering what was going to happen about him and Kelly. Kelly was aware that his days as a boy were numbered and wanted him to experience making love before it was too late. It was one thing he was looking forward to, and he knew she felt likewise. But with both sets of parents trying to dictate when they could, it was not going to be easy. He managed to get through the night without meeting his female self. He felt relieved at this, for every time she seemed to show up, he felt as though something was going to happen the very next day. He awoke and got dressed and found as usual, that Joanne was spending her usual lengthy amount of time in the bathroom. He eventually entered the bathroom and set about washing. He noticed that his stubble had failed to grow further. It remained soft but now, it seemed to have slightly receded. "It really is happening. Only subtle, but happening," he quietly said to himself. He kept his composure and went downstairs. The disappearance of his stubble was nothing to overly worry about. He had never wanted a beard and had only ever let it grow slightly. Still, he felt the need to tell the love of his life about his desire to take her to the cinema. "So, we can't be alone, anywhere?" asked Kelly. "Though I'm not surprised in all honesty." "They wouldn't understand it if I told them that I had a reason for wanting to do it sooner," replied Paul. "You didn't tell them?! I told you to," she said. "Well, after dad came and explained everything, I lost my cool. I spent a hour or so crying my eyes out afterwards," he replied. "You, crying your eyes out?" she replied, smiling. "Well, I never." "Its not funny," he retorted. "I didn't say it was. Don't be ashamed. I've done it myself. I feel much better afterwards," she replied. "But only girls cry like such," he complained. "Boys do it too, I hear. But they seldom talk about it," she said in a whisper. "Do they?" he said. "I won't say a word," she said, planting a kiss on his lips. "See you at dinner." Kelly was as good as her word and mentioned nothing about Paul's problems. Only after school, did she bring up the topic once more. "So, you're sure your stubble is vanishing?" she asked. "Sure. It feels much softer now. It used to feel rough," he replied. "Well, its nothing to worry about. How many boys at school have beards?" she added. "None. I see your point, but this is only the start. I'm going to look more feminine in the weeks to come," he sighed. "So, about Saturday?" "My parents would probably say yes, though they'd agree to your parents tagging along. I'm all for going out with you," she answered. "Well, I suppose confirmation is required. Otherwise, it's a date?" he said. "Its a date!" she said, and she planted a huge kiss on his lips, allowing their tongues to meet. "I so want you, Paul Smith!" she said when they parted. "You're still a boy where it matters!" she smiled, looking down at his groin. "Oops!" he said. "Don't be," she said, her smile broadening. "See you tomorrow, my one true love!" Paul knew he would be insane to let her go. He just hoped his sexuality didn't alter and make it happen. * * * He arrived home with a load more homework, as had been the norm for weeks. This at least gave him a chance to take his mind off his girly thoughts. However, from time to time, the thoughts slipped out and he wondered how his nails would look long and varnished. He was glad to be alone when these thoughts escaped and hoped that they would not conquer him too quickly. It was just the thought of being caught at school, looking half boy and half girl. If the changes could just hold off until he finished school, it might be so much better. But they had started now, with February now upon them and the end of school still way off in May. His hopes looked bleak. The only light in this darkness was Kelly, his beloved girlfriend, who was offering to stand by him in this difficult period. Any hopes of telling his parents or sister didn't materialise that day. He thought that they would throw out any explanation he gave them. He simply didn't look female enough to prove his point, but even so, he guessed that they might accuse him of using illegal hormones. Kelly was still waiting for real evidence of this change too. She worried about Paul's sexual orientation too, as well as her parents' reaction. She felt sorry for Paul and in all honesty, didn't want him becoming a girl. Paul was going to need help in adjusting and she would be on hand to do so. "So, hows your boyfriend getting on?" asked Mr Walker. "Fine, just fine. Been helping one another with our homework as always. Just on a note, he wants me to go to the cinema with him on Saturday," said Kelly. "That's nice of him. Is it just you two?" he asked, curiously. "His parents and sister are coming too," she replied. "Ok, that's fine. Just as long as its just the film and nothing else," said Mr Walker. "We'll be eating out too. And, no, there won't be anything 'else'," she said, taking his point. "Well, I hope you enjoy yourself. I'm happy you've found someone like him." * * * Paul went to bed hoping for a meeting with his future self. He wanted answers, not more questions "Great, you're here," she said upon seeing him. "I've got some information for you." "Good. because I need some right now," he said. "Well, you'll get some, but not the sort you want," she replied. "Here we go again," he said annoyingly. "It's the point of telling your family," she began. "So, what about telling my family? They need to know," he said. "Your family will find out soon enough. They do need to know and will do so. As for others, that is your business. It is your choice about who to tell," said his female self. "But my family need to know now!" he said, his patience finally lost. "All you need to know is that you won't be the one to tell them. Someone else will," she replied. "What?! But who?!" he cried. "I cannot say. You need to be patient. Your questions will be answered, but not by me," she said. "Goodbye for now and just relax." Paul awoke next morning, feeling anything but relaxed. He was feeling very grumpy and he soon made it plain. "Come on Jo! Get your butt outta there!!" he shouted at the bathroom door. "Bloody hell! Who dragged you out of bed this morning?!" came the angry response. "You spend too bloody long in there!" he shouted back. "Will you two knock off with the language!" came Laura's voice up the stairs. "But its true! She takes too long!" replied Paul, his temper still apparent. "I'll speak to you later about your temper," she said. Paul felt bad about that. He had received the riot act over his rare bursts of temper before. Mom was certainly good at doing it. When he finally got into the bathroom, having received dirtier than usual looks from Joanne, he almost broke down. He looked at his reflection and felt his face. The stubble was gone. He couldn't feel it at all. What he could feel was that the skin was softer. Even around his body, the skin was generally softer. The hair around his body was thinning too, except that on his head. The hair on his head was slightly longer, but that had been due to the fact that he hadn't visited the barbers in the past few weeks. The length was of no concern now, and if it was going to grow normally, it wasn't going to be a problem for a good while. "I have to admit, my skin feels good," he said to himself. He arrived downstairs to find Laura still prepared to scold him. "I won't have either of you using language of that sort! Do I make myself clear?!" she asked both Paul and Joanne. "Yes mom," they both said. "As for you, whats with you? I know you keep your temper most times but when you lose it!" she said to Paul. "I'm sorry mom. I got out the wrong side of the bed," he sighed. "Well make sure you don't do it again!" she snapped. She went into the kitchen to wash up. Alex looked at them both. "I see her point, but her temper is on the hot side too," he said. "Comes with the hair," said Paul. "Red hair equals red hot temper." "Hark who's talking. You're a red head too remember," said Joanne. "Yes, but mom's being unfair at times. Her temper has free reign and yours doesn't," said Paul feeling bad. "Well, just put it to one side and try not to rouse her temper again," said Alex, acknowledging his son's words. * * * "It's ok for Saturday," said Kelly upon his arrival at school. "Oh, whats up?" "Mom has a temper and she demonstrated it this morning," he replied. "Oh, done something wrong?" she asked out of curiosity. "Just blew my own top, used illegal words and all that," he said. "Whoa, what for?" she added. "My sis spends ages in the bathroom every morning," he said. "Plus I had a bad night." "You may understand her one day," she smiled, before giving him his usual morning kiss. "You shaved close today? You skin feels smooth." "Don't mention it. No more shaving for me," he said in a whisper. She looked at him, concerned. The day went well, without any sudden desire to be girly. The only distraction was that Kelly was not the only one to notice his super clean shaven face. "Blimey, you'd better tell me what brand of razors you use! It's that or you're getting ruddy good at shaving," said Mike. "Well, its gotta be the latter. I haven't changed my brand," replied Paul. "So, any more luck with the girls?" "None, all seem to see me as a teller of bad jokes. My jokes aren't that bad, are they?" he replied. "I wouldn't say bad, but I wouldn't use them as a means of getting the girls to like you." said Paul. "So what do I have to do?" asked Mike, now sounding desperate. "Just be sincere. Don't over do it. Show them that you're just the run of the mill boy and not the local prankster. Just be nice to them." "Thanks, I hope this works," said Mike. Paul was beginning to feel for Mike. He had been lucky to find Kelly. Mike just had a bad reputation for being a clown. He wasn't a bad person at all. He just needed to shrug off that image. Paul decided to ask Kevin on his hopes of romance. Kevin had been told to try it with Linda but he wasn't too sure. He did find her pretty but just couldn't find the courage to tell her. He did make suggestive glances at her during dinnertimes. "Is Kevin trying it on with me?" asked Linda to Kelly. "Sorry, but I suggested he try you," she replied. "I'm not sure, I've never felt more than friendship for him," she replied. "But of course, you and Paul." "So, give him a try. Or would you rather take Mike?" said Kelly. "I suppose I could," Linda said. At dinner that day, she made her move and sat by Kevin. "You don't mind me sitting by you today?" she said to him. "Why, no," he replied, a little surprised. Paul and Kelly just watched with interest, whilst trying not to look to wise. Paul had been told by Kelly inbetween classes about this and was keen to see if anything developed. "Did you restyle your hair recently?" asked Kelly, playing along. "I did, just thought I'd put a bit of wave to it," replied Linda. "What do you think Kevin?" "It looks very nice, suits you," he replied, looking abashed. "You can feel it if you like, don't worry, it doesn't bite," she replied. Paul and Kelly couldn't help but smile as Kevin put his hand to Linda's hair. Linda smiled at Kevin with longing. "Was Linda making a move on me?!" asked Kevin after dinner. "What did you think? Isn't it obvious she likes you," said Paul. "So, should I speak to her? In private?" he asked. "Sounds good to me," said Paul. "What do I say?" asked Kevin, sounding unconfident. "Tell her shes pretty," said Paul. "Just say nice things about her." "Ok, I'll do it," he replied, though not too confidently. "You liked her hair, didn't you?" added Paul. Kevin just turned and blushed Paul didn't get any further news on this that day. He met with Kelly at the end of school to discuss his gender change. "Your skin is definitely softer," said Kelly, having kissed him again. "I like it. Not having to shave must be a bonus?" "I suppose so, but my body hair is now thinning. I'm just worried about when the bigger changes start to show," he replied. "I am too. I want to make love to you while you're still a boy," she said. "So, are you going to tell your parents?" "Thats something else. I'm not going to be the one to tell them. This is what my female self reckons. She reckons they'll find out soon. You won't tell them?" "Of course I won't tell them. Its your job, I would have thought. But why not? Why can't you tell them?" she replied. "I don't know. She wouldn't tell me," sighed Paul "Is there anything else?" asked Kelly. "I'm just worried I might start liking boys," he added in an afterthought. "Why? Has this girl version of you spoke against our relationship?" she asked. "No, not really," he said, wondering where this was leading. "So, maybe, our relationship is meant to be, even after your change," she pointed out. "I would like to think so. That would be great," he said. "But that means I'd be a lesbian?" "It would. So, if it was the case, would that make you less anxious about becoming a girl?" she asked him. Paul just stood silent for a moment. "You still don't want to be a girl, do you? When you are deeper in, I'll ask you again," she said. "Anyhow, to Saturday. I'll get you something to make you feel better." * * * Paul looked forward to Saturday just to find out what Kelly had in mind for him. He found his life a little easier heading into the weekend. The female thoughts didn't go away but seemed to come at a time which suited him: when he was safely alone and out of ears reach. There was one other thing on his mind, and that was Kevin and Linda. He had yet to find out if Kevin had made a move of his own. "Hi Kev, hows things going?" he asked him. Kelly was there too. "I think I stand a chance!" said Kevin, excitedly. "Linda seems to be interested." "Well, don't try and rape her, not yet!" smiled Paul. "So, what did you do?" asked Kelly. "We just sat and talked. I found out stuff I didn't know before," he said. "I like her all the more now!" "Just take it one step at a time. You'll know if you're made for each other," said Kelly. "This will mean heartbreak for Mike. He'll be the only one in our group without a love interest," said Paul. "Yeah, I feel for him at times. He just needs to stop being the local clown," said Kelly. "There goes the bell. I'll see you two at dinner," said Paul. Paul decided to avoid mentioning Kevin and Linda to Mike over the course of the day. He really hoped that Mike could find a girl. "Any more luck?" he asked him during the first lesson of the day. "Might be. Theres this girl in year 10 called Alicia. She seems interested. Shes the first one not to tell me to sod off," Mike replied. "Well, thats a start. Good on you. Whats she like?" asked Paul. "Long brown hair, blue eyes and a nice smile," said Mike. "Sounds pretty. I hope something comes of it," said Paul, his mood lightened by this news. "If I see her, I'll point her out to you," said Mike, looking happy. That opportunity came later that day. The school was in the usual chaos as pupils moved from one classroom to another and as they made their way to English, Mike noticed Alicia going in the opposite direction. "There she is," he told Paul. Paul noticed a girl fitting Mike's description, with long dark brown hair. She must have heard Mike because she glanced over and gave Mike a smile. Mike smiled back, causing her to come over. "Hi Mike. Whos this?" she said. "Hi Alicia. This my friend Paul," said Mike, blushing. "Hello Paul. I'm Alicia Bennett," she said. "Hi," said Paul. "See you later, Mike," she said, quickly returning to her route. "What do you think?" asked Mike. "She looks very pretty. I think you're in with a shout!" said Paul, beaming. The news was passed on at dinner. "Don't blow it Mike," said Kelly. "I've seen her and she really does look nice," said Paul, getting a curious look from Kelly. "So, about you two?" he asked Kevin and Linda. "Coming along," said Kevin. He was holding Linda's hand which said enough. Linda just smiled. After school. Kelly asked Paul about Alicia. "I hope you haven't got your eye on her?" she asked. "Can't I say she was pretty? She is a very attractive girl and I'm pleased for Mike. But you know I have eyes only for you," he replied. "I know that," she said smiling, planting a kiss on his lips. As they headed home together, Kelly pressed on about his ongoing magical sex change. "I've suffered no further changes of note," he replied. "How about your hair? I know its still short, but being as its not your usual close cut," she asked. "I admit, it feels nicer. My parents are not fussed as long as it doesn't get too long. The problem is, I want it long now. The female thoughts are starting to influence me," he admitted. "I don't want to offend, but it would look nice long. I can see it filling out too," she replied. "I've seen the result and it looks nice, I mean beautiful. Girls are lucky to have such nice hair," he replied. "If thats the way you feel, a trip to the hairdresser would be right up your street," said Kelly, smiling. "I've got to wait for it to grow first," he replied. "Are you sure you don't want this to happen? You sound as though you are looking forward to this." "I don't know. Having long hair seems a good idea now," said Paul, trying to sound serious. "It is nice having long hair. But please, just be Paul for now. I have unfinished business with him," she said and moved her hand towards his groin. "Yep, it still works," he pointed out. "Good. Hopefully, it will stay that way for a little while longer," she said and gave him another passionate kiss. * * * Paul arrived home wondering what was wrong with himself. He was still fantasizing about having his hair long. He went upstairs and immediately set about doing his latest batch of homework. As he did so, his hand instinctively went to his hair and he started to stroke it. Before going to bed that night, he decided to see how well his manhood still functioned. He only had to think of being in bed with Kelly to get the desired reaction. He was careless though and ended up coating a wall with cum. "Oh fudge!" he said quietly, feeling angry with himself. "How am I supposed to get that off?" He sneaked off to the bathroom to get tissue to wipe himself and the wall down with. He just hoped nobody noticed the stain on the wall. He went to bed feeling ashamed. In his sleep he met up with his female self again. "I'm really starting to like this growing my hair thing," he said to her. "So? Got a problem with it?" she asked. "Yeah, I shouldn't be thinking this way," he replied. "And secondly, I'm not interested in boys and I don't want to be." "Just be patient. You'll understand soon enough. And that will answer both your questions." "Oh great, more riddles," he said. "The answers will come. There are many things you don't know about yet," she replied. "I want to know them now!" "The time for knowing will come, but it won't be from me!" said his female self. "Ok, fine! I'll just start asking others then," he replied. "And I'll just let my hair grow out, shall I?" "Its your choice," she said. Paul was getting tired of not getting answers. He was also wary of keeping his cool after the other day. He focused on Saturday and what Kelly was getting him, just to keep himself calm. He looked at himself in the bathroom mirror again and couldn't help but look at the hairless chin. No stubble at all, just wonderfully smooth skin. He looked down at his arms and chest, both were less hairy than before. He just wondered what was next. For the remainder of the week, Paul was glad for school, to take his mind off things. The homework helped. The stain that he had accidently made on the wall of his bedroom didn't go unnoticed and he found himself with a huge bit of explaining to do. Laura wasn't pleased, though Alex once again tried to be more sympathetic. "I know you didn't mean it, but in future, be careful how you do it," he said. "I wasn't doing wrong, was I?" replied Paul, looking concerned still. Alex just thought for a moment before answering. "You are not doing wrong, I used to do it. I think most boys do it. I would just be more careful where you aim." Paul was just hoping he still could when Kelly decided that she wanted her promise fulfilled. He wondered what it would be like from the other side, when he had female parts instead. He knew he would have to ask Kelly about that. * * * When Saturday came, he welcomed Kelly with open arms and a passionate kiss. Her dad had dropped her off at his house and had come to the door to say hello. "I hope you haven't forgotten that you're welcome at our house," said Mr Walker. "No, I haven't. Just been busy with homework. I'll have to visit you again," replied Paul, realising that he hadn't been since that first time. "Well, just tell Kelly when you're coming and we'll be ready," said Mr Walker. "Well, Kelly, enjoy your day." "I will dad!" she said and went into the house. "What film have you decided on?" she asked Paul. "Wait till we get there. I want you to have a say," he replied. "Oh, being the gentleman, are we?" she smiled. She sat in the living room while the others got ready. Paul sat by her and gave a cuddle. Moments later, they headed off to the out of town shopping centre where the cinema was based. Paul was glad of one thing as they walked around the shops: that his parents and sister decided to keep their distance, allowing him and Kelly to have some space to themselves. "So, what are you going to get me?" he asked Kelly, as they made their way towards the cinema. "It's a surprise. You'll like what I'm getting you," she said. They checked the films on offer and decided between them what to watch. "They've released Avatar again. Never saw that when it first came out," said Kelly. "I wouldn't say no to watching that either," said Paul. In the end, Alex volunteered to join Paul and Kelly in watching Avatar while Laura and Joanne decided on a rom-com. There was still a while to wait for the next screening so they continued window shopping. Paul was a bit unsure of Kelly's type of shopping. "I'm gonna find a model store, somewhere," he said as Kelly led him to another fashion store window. "I hate to say this, but in a few months, you'll want to go in these sort of shops," she said. "You go in them and I'll find my model shop," he replied. "No, you need to start thinking about clothes," she said, taking him by the arm. They passed by a bridal shop which suddenly stopped Paul in his tracks. One of the mannequins was wearing a white silk shoulderless dress that looked awfully familiar. "What is it?" asked Kelly. "That dress. That's the one the girl in my dreams wears, I swear it," he said. "Wow, thats a really nice dress. So, are you thinking of getting it?" she asked. "For myself? I don't know. I know it looks good on her," he replied. "And she is you. Paul, you do have wonderful taste," asked Kelly. Paul just remained silent, looking at the dress. He pictured the girl with it on, then pictured himself wearing it, with long hair cascading down his back. It brought tears to his eyes. "Oh Paul! You're crying," said Kelly, rushing over and hugging him. "Its ok, I know its hard." "I can't help it. I like that dress," he said. "Dry your eyes quick, before your parents see you," she said, handing him a tissue from her purse. He looked over and saw the rest looking in another shop. He was sure they hadn't seen him break down. Kelly decided to move on. She headed for a pharmacy store, which got Paul puzzled, after all the fashion shops they had passed. "This is the honest truth. I'm short on pads and I really need to get some," she said to him as she entered. Paul found a bench nearby and sat down while he waited. She was in there a while. When she came out, she had obviously got what she wanted. She went up to him and looked around. "Quick, put these in your coat pocket and don't take them out," she said, giving him a box and a small tube. The one was a good sign of intent, the other was unnerving. "Condoms and a LIPSTICK?" he whispered to her. "Both for you. You know what the one thing is for. The other is for you to experiment with," she said, also keeping her voice down. "Which is to experiment with?" he asked. "The lippy. I thought it would go well with your hair. If you don't want it, I'll have it," she said. "Like I'm going to use that anytime soon," he whispered. "Trust me, you'll like it. If you want, just hold on to it and I'll show you how to put it on at a later date," she replied. For now, a later date could wait, as far as Paul was concerned. The only thing he wanted to use of course, was the condoms. "So when do I use them," he asked of the contraceptives. "Hopefully, very soon," was the reply. This answer pleased him. "So, I presume you like your gifts?" she asked. "Gifts?" he replied, surprised. "Those were the gifts?" "Well, I'm leaving the best gift till later," she said, kissing him. They checked their watches, only to discover that they needed to be back at the cinema. They quickly located the others and headed back. "Been shopping?" asked Laura. "Just got some pads for myself," said Kelly. The screening of Avatar started first so Alex, Paul and Kelly went in first. Laura and Joanne had to wait a further 30 minutes for their film to start. "Maybe its for the best. Avatar is a long film," said Alex. "See you later," said Laura. Paul and Kelly naturally sat togther. Alex sat a few seats away. He didn't say anything when they decided to use the cover of darkness to do some extra kissing. "Not now," whispered Kelly as their kissing became a little over passionate. "You're not helping," countered Paul. "Sorry, I'm just as anxious," she apologised. They decided to put all kissing on hold from then on and watched the film. Kelly snuggled up to him and put her head on his shoulder. Paul returned the favour by putting his arm around her. By the time they left, they found Laura and Joanne waiting for them. Their film had already finished. "I think its time we got something to eat," said Laura. "Agreed," said the others, and they all headed for the food court. "I think you wanted to do it in the cinema," said Alex to Paul and Kelly, albeit quietly. "Was it that obvious? Seriously, we backed out when we realised how far it was going," said Paul. "It was, from where I was, but between you and me, I won't say a word," said Alex. "Thanks," said Paul. "But we did stop." After eating (Paul went for a pepperoni pizza with extra peppers), they continued to look round the shops. Kelly obliged in allowing Paul to look for his model shop. He had some spare pocket money and he came out after a while with one more model car for his collection. "Another one?" asked Alex as the others caught up with them. "Yep, another one. The latest Impreza," he said. Kelly decided to show interest and took a closer look. "These cars all look the same to me," she said. "Until you compare them," said Paul. "Then you notice that the spoilers and vents are slightly different. Its all about improving performance, but having a good driver helps." After a hour more window shopping, they headed home. Upon arrival, Kelly made a call to her parents to arrange a pick up. "Well, put those items somewhere safe. I think it better that its done here," said Kelly, ensuring that no one else could hear her. "Here? What about at your place?" asked Paul. "No way, my parents wouldn't let the chance arise. We'd be downstairs like before. Your parents are being less hawk like," she replied. "Ok, so make it soon," he said. "I will try, my love. I'll try," she said and kissed him deeply. Her father came soon and Kelly made her goodbyes. Paul headed to his room and removed the pack of condoms and the lipstick from his pocket. He looked at both and put them in the top drawer of his desk. He thought for a moment and retrieved the lipstick. He looked at it closer: it was a dark pink/red. He resisted the temptation to put some on and put it back in the drawer. He was finding himself suddenly pleased with Kelly's other gift and made a mental note to ask her to apply some to his lips at the first opportunity. Kelly went to bed wondering about the lipstick she had bought him. She didn't want to turn him into a girl, though the thought of making love to another girl naturally excited her. She just wanted to help him cope with the coming burdens of girlhood. She knew that things were going to get very tough for him and she wanted to help him through it. She just thought about making love to him while he was still a boy. Paul was the first boy she had been attracted to and likely, the only one. She wanted to ensure that sex with him would hold long in her memory and his. Still, it didn't stop her from trying to imagine what he would look like as a girl. She found that what she found most exciting was his hair. Grown out, down his back, it would look incredibly sexy and full. She knew how much he liked putting his own fingers through her hair and she looked forward to doing it with his. That was if he still loved her after he was completely female. It still lingered in her mind that he might become attracted to boys and lose interest in her. The other problem was her parents. How could she explain that her boyfriend was currently growing his hair and soon would be growing breasts among other things? It was trickier still due to them knowing, and hating, her attraction to girls. She had feared bringing even Linda home with her, in case they thought she was more than just a friend. All she could think of in the end was how to make love to Paul behind everyones backs. It seemed impossible.