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It took some time but when she was ready, I went with her to sign her up
for the Y. Vinny didn't need any supervision, but Andy's mother was at
the house and they were chatting up a storm over coffee and cake.
I took a picture of Stephanie before she left the house. Stephanie was
dressed-up. She was wearing bulky clothes to hid her womanly assets. Her
hair was naturally very short as I had styled it. With the glasses to
hide her eyes (and more importantly her girlish eyebrows) and freckles we
shouldn't have too much trouble. I took Stephanie to the Y and we filled
out the forms. Stephanie couldn't join alone, she wanted to be treated
like an eleven-year-old. No one expects a thing like this. Frankly they
were more concerned that we was paying in cash. They preferred a credit
card that could be charged on a monthly basis, but I couldn't sign for
her. The name we signed Stephanie up as was Vinny. This was the first
time anyone referred to Stephanie as Vinny. Stephanie was escorted
inside. She shouldn't have too much trouble finding boys to play with. I
told her before she disappeared that I would be back in two hours.
It really wasn't as easy to make friends as Stephanie thought. There was
a boy's hierarchy that didn't really exist with girls. She had to break
into the boy's society. It didn't help that she would slip up with a
feminine gesture from time to time. When she did at least one of the boys
noticed and they called her names. This constant harassment cured her of
her feminine ways quickly. She didn't get to play much at this first
excursion to the Y, but she did learn a lot about being a boy. She
resolved to try harder next time. When I arrived Stephanie told me that
they were finishing up a game and that it would take a few more minites.
I took this opportunity to take some pictures of Stephanie with the boys
at the Y.
While I was taking my pictures a sexy woman in a very short leotard who
was obviously looking for attention found her way into my shot. She was
wearing a low cut U-neck leotard with a thong back and sheer footless
leggings. She wasn't working out as you would expect one to do at the Y
but she was trying to drive the men wild. I thought she should be more
modest so when I saw her take a drink out of the bottle of water she was
carrying I approached her. I feigned like I wanted to show her the
pictures I had taken and she gave me her water so she could get a better
look.
When she was receptive to what I had to say, I told her the new life she
wanted to live. "You will change your life. You are going to learn
everything you can about being an extremely conservative traditional
Islamic woman. Within a year you will have a completely different life.
You will change you name to one of the women mentioned in the Qor'am. You
will have moved to a small village in an Islamic country. You will be
married to a traditional Islamic man and wear traditional Islamic clothes.
You will always wear a long slip. Under the slip you will wear dark
opaque tights. On your arms you will wear extra long sleeve extenders
because you don't want anyone to see any part of your arm even by
accident. Your outerwear will always be worn to cover the maximum area.
You will wear Abayas, Jilbabs, Arabian Thobes in larger sizes than
necessary to further hide your physical assets. Your hair and your face
must be covered at all times. It won't be uncommon for you to wear three
pieces of clothing on your head and over your face to preserve your
modesty. Such as a turban cap to cover you hair, a scarf to cover you
next all covered by a Burqa to keep your entire face covered including a
translucent eye covering in the burqa. Even your hands will always be
covered with Islamic gloves. The clothing you will wear will be black or
a shade of white or grey. Nobody besides your husband and children will
ever see any part of your actual body and even they will see it rarely.
Even you should look away when you are changing your clothes.
Once you find a husband you will become his. You will do anything he
says. Any children you bare him will be his. You will consider yourself
the caretaker of his children not their parent. You will forget ever
being an American and all its culture. You will not only forget how to
speak English but will forget ever knowing how to speak English in the
first place. You will never learn how to read your new language. You
believe that reading is only for men. Your entire life will be
permanently reduced to living the humble life of an Islamic woman. Your
entire existence will be to do as you husband wants. You will have no
opinions, no thoughts, no wants or needs other than what your husband
tells you to have. Now go get dressed and head for the library to learn
how to live your new life." Stephanie was ready a minute or two after
the woman left. I never even knew what the woman's name was. Doesn't
matter too much it wouldn't be her name for much longer anyway.
As Stephanie and I were leaving, a young man came up to us. He was kinda
slight for a man. He asked me if I knew where his girlfriend had gone.
Someone said they saw me talking with her before she left. I asked
Stephanie to go ahead I would catch up. I was still holding his
girlfriends water bottle. I gave it to him and after he took a sip, I
gave him the exact same instructions as I did for his girlfriend. You
really couldn't tell if it was a man or a woman under all those
traditional Islamic clothes anyway. I then decided to make it a bit
easier on him. I told him that there is a love potion in the water bottle
that he should give it to the man he wants to marry. After he drinks it,
tell the man that 'he will love me forever and wants to make me his wife.'
Then I sent him off to the library as I did his girlfriend.
After dinner, I told Stephanie that any time a boy criticized her for
being girly in anyway, that she should correct it, but also threaten to
beat the kid up and then follow through if the boy didn't back down. This
gained Stephanie a lot of respect from the other boys.
Vinny came home and he looked very worried. When I calmed him down he
told me he almost got caught. "I was at school and I was wearing mom's
jeans and one of mom's striped tops. All was going fine until I happened
to drop some pens I was holding. I bent down to get them. I didn't
realize I was wearing mom's low rise jeans and so I suppose I flashed the
top of my panties. I was wearing mom's hipster panties. It was in a navy
blue. One of the boys was about to grab them and give me a wedgie. I
don't know what I would do if he grabbed them. He would see they were
panties not my boys briefs. I heard him coming and turned around before
he grabbed them. He said something about the color and I told him it was
my superman underoos. I tell you it was a good thing I wasn't wearing
tights or pantyhose too."
I calmed him down and told him to be more careful about the waist of the
jeans he wore to school and that maybe he should wear more bikinis to
school. Maybe he could start wearing bodysuits which looks like tucked in
shirts, this would protect his panties from wedgie causing boys. He said
he had never heard of a bodysuit before. So we found some on the internet
and I explained how you snap the crotch and it keeps the shirt from riding
up. I phoned Stephanie and she said we could go shopping for some.
Bodysuits were hard to find, but we did find some leotards and bought a
few with some matching tights. When Vinny wore his leotards to school, he
was invulnerable to wedgies.
I debated whether to go and see this boy. Maybe he would like to be the
tallest yet shiest boy in kindergarten. Or better yet, maybe he could
start wetting his bed and before he knew it be wearing diapers (not pull-
ups but regular diapers) full time. I wonder if he has any interest in
dance because I could have him join the ballet class. He would have to
wear leotards and tights just like all the other students. Vinny
shouldn't be the only boy in his grade wearing leotards. Maybe all his
interests could change to girlie ones. He his interests wouldn't change
he would just develop an uncontrollable need to fit in with the girls. I
then realized that Vinny didn't tell me who it was. I'll think about this
later, I have other things to do.
By now, not only were Stephanie and Vinny wearing each other's clothes as
often as possible, but they were not sleeping in each other's room. It
was time to put this thing into high gear. I new what I wanted to tell
them so after dinner, I gave them both a tape to listen to.
"Stephanie," her tape started, "you hate being a woman. You envy Vinny's
life. You want to be a little boy. There isn't any fun when you are a
woman. It is all responsibilities and putting up with people. All the
men you know only want one thing and all the women are snakes always
trying to stab you in the back. Everything is simple and direct when you
are a boy. You can play fun games, not games with people's heads. Jokes
are more fun. They are all about farting and burping. You don't have to
worry about the complex relationships of others. You are cute in anything
you wear and can wear the same things over an over. You don't have to
waste time picking outfits or putting on makeup. You are taken care of,
you don't have to worry bout going to work or paying the bills." The tape
when on and on, explaining why being an adult woman is hard and painful
and how much more fun and easy it is to be just a boy. When it ended, not
only did Stephanie want to be Vinny, but she could justify it to herself.
Vinny's tape was similar in the opposite direction. It started, "Vinny,
you hate being a little boy. You want the freedom of being a grown woman.
You hate when adults or bigger kids boss you around. This does not happen
when you are a grown woman. As a woman you can do anything you want. You
can get a job or stay home and let a man take care of you. You can wear
pretty things or just a t-shirt and a pair of jeans. People listen to
pretty women. People like having pretty women around. With a little
makeup you can be as pretty as your mom. You can be even prettier since
you are younger. Playing games is just a silly waste of time, you want to
do things more important like having a job, getting married, raising
children." Vinny's tape also went on and on extolling the virtues of
being a grown woman. It came down to women are free to do as they want
and make choices from what they wanted to wear to whether they wanted to
work or get married. When the tape was done, Vinny could tell you why he
wanted to be his mom instead of a dirty, silly boy like himself.
When the tapes concluded, I talked with each of them. I told Stephanie
that I did as she wanted and had given Vinny a drug that made him highly
suggestible. That I had convinced him as she had told me to that he
wanted to be her and that when he asked about it, she should agree like it
was the most natural thing in the world. Then I went to fetch Vinny and I
told him the same thing I had told Stephanie.
Vinny nervously approached Stephanie. He told her what he wanted and she
sat patiently until he had finished and after a moment she agreed to his
plan. Both thought it was their idea and that they were manipulating each
other. I took pictures of this turning point moment when Vinny was
telling Stephanie they should switch lives.
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