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A New Start in Life 3
Thank you for you very kind reviews, you have all been very kind to me,
I will continue with this story as long as you want me to or it comes to
a natural conclusion, again I will leave the future in your hands.
We arrived at University and the three of us went directly to our head
tutors rooms, Fiona Thompson, she knew Kelly and Shonali but did not
recognise me until I spoke that is, I asked her for a private
discussion, when she realised who I was she looked shocked and said
"well under the circumstances I think it would be a good idea" so the
door was closed and I told her about my decision to live as I felt I
should live.
Once over her initial shock she took it quite well, when I told her that
I had changed my name by deed poll she started calling me by my new
name, while we were talking she made an appointment for me with the Dean
of Faculty.
After this she informed me that I was not the first person to decide to
live as the opposite sex both male and female's had done this in the
past, she went on to tell me that the University has access to some of
the best councillors available and the Dean would arrange an appointment
for me if I wanted it.
I offered to withdraw from the course if she thought that there would be
too much trouble, both Kelly and Shonali protested quite loudly finally
Fiona managed to get a word in edgewise "Susanna" she started "forget
all about what you have just said, I feel I know my students and am 99%
certain that there will be no problems at all. Furthermore there are now
laws that will use the full force of the law against any victimisation
so you stay on the course" then looking pointedly at Kelly and Shonali
she finished "and if all else fails you always have your two friends
here to support you, and all the tutors as well, so whatever you do, do
not fear your future here at the University"
She smiled at me and told me it was time to see the Dean, I left her
rooms in a much better frame of mind, Shona took my hand and squeezed it
in support as we walked the short distance to the Deans rooms.
When we arrived she asked Kelly and Shonali if they wanted to join in
the meeting, they glanced at each other and decided to remain outside
and wait for me.
If anything the meeting with the Dean went even better, he asked me a
lot of pertinent questions, of course he asked me if I was 100% certain
about the course of action I was taking and once he was satisfied he
asked me if I wanted the University to arrange counselling for me.
Of course I accepted this offer as I really felt that I needed to work
my way through the reluctance in taking the final step to womanhood, but
I did not tell him this. He made two phone calls and arranged for me to
have my first consultation with the counsellor in two days time, and
finally he asked how would I like the rest of my course year to be told
of my decision (I was thrilled that they actually asked me, even though
I hadn't a clue on this). Fiona said "I think it's about time to bring
his friends in to discuss this" so Shonali and Kelly were brought into
the discussion - which lasted for nearly an hour. In the end I went with
simply telling everyone during a tutorial session when everyone was
reasonably at ease.
Luck was with us because by then it was lunch time and just after lunch
was a Tutorial, so Kelly, Shonali and myself went to lunch we were
approached by a few people in our year but no comment was made I was
simply introduced as Susanna, nothing more, I think no one recognised
me. Over lunch Fiona had informed the other tutors, and as we made ready
for the introduction we mentioned that during lunch I had met some of
the year and no one commented,her response was "well you do look so
feminine there is really no wonder"
We entered the tutorial room and she got the attention of the group,
there were about 20 students.
She Started "People, I would like to introduce you to Susanna, whom some
of you met over lunch, well Susanna is joining the year in place of
Stephen, who has shall we say left the year. I would ask you all too
please treat her with the respect she deserves as what she is doing is a
very brave thing and her future will not be easy"
There was a puzzled silence until one of the students suddenly realised
who I was, with a stunned look on his face he managed to stammer
"Susanna, were you Steve?" I nodded at this not trusting myself to
speak. This discovery caused a bit of conversation until one of my
friends (when I was living as a male) came up to me and looked me
straight in the eyes, I was terrified at what his reaction was going to
be, and it must have shown as he touched me on the arm and broke the
spell by saying "Well Sue, you are brave, but you do make a better girl
than boy, go for it" I felt tears welling but managed to hold it
together I touched his hand and said "thanks for this Dave, it means a
lot to me - will we still be friends? Her gave an infectious grin and
said "well with you looking so good, it's not going to be easy teaching
you how to play rugby, but what the hell - of course we'll be friends".
This broke the spell and the whole of the course gathered around me and
welcomed me into their midst I was overwhelmed, and so was Kelly and
Shonali, Mrs Thompson wiped a tear from her eye and announced that she
was proud of the course and asked me what I wanted to do. I looked at
her puzzled and she explained "as today has been a traumatic one for
you, do you want to go home or stay here". Kell answered for me "I think
it would be best if she stayed with her friends OK Susanna?" she asked
me as an afterthought. I grinned, feeling a huge weight lift from my
shoulders "yep, I think she's right Mrs Thompson"
The rest of the day went by in a blur; I was asked many questions about
why I had decided to become a girl. The other girls (because that is how
I think about myself - a girl) were very friendly and accepted me more
or less straight away, asking where I had got my hair done, Kelly and
Shonali told them also about shopping last Saturday and the amount of
shopping we still had to do, three of the girls said that they would
like a good days shopping so we made a date.
The guys were a bit more reserved, maybe because as yet I was not a
complete girl and they could have thought that being over friendly they
risked the label of being gay - I just don't know.
The male friends I knew before today still regarded me as a friend, but
the way they saw me had subtly changed, though I could still whop their
asses at pool! As I proved later that day when we were having a class
drink, I was now going to be a member of the girl's pool team!!!
As the three of us walked home after the drink, we were all lost in our
own thoughts, Shonali asked me "well Susanna now it's in the open, how
do you feel". "Well" I said thoughtfully "very relieved, very happy it's
gone the way it did, and amazed at the way the Dean handled it, I
thought someone his age would be a bit......... well I don't know, but you
know what I mean" I trailed off unable to put my thoughts into words.
Kelly said "I think I know what you mean, I suppose its because he has
worked students for years and has seen most things" she carried on "also
I was stunned at the reaction of the guy's in class, they were amazing
and supported you completely" "I agree with you completely" I responded
"their help is going to make things a lot easier for me.
We spent the night finishing off course work and chatting away, making
lists of what we wanted next Saturday Kelly had decided that for my
'periods' while a tampon could be used with my prosthetic pussy, a maxi
pad would be more realistic for me! Shonali meanwhile had found that
some of the hormone's I could take would give me the symptoms of having
a period, bloating, mood swings, discomfort possible period type pains;
they both giggled at my look of dismay and told me - you want to be a
girl, you get the bad as well as the good, smiling ruefully I had to
agree with my 'teachers'.
The next day as we got ready for lectures, deciding what to wear was
again a topic as again I wanted to wear jeans but my mentors insisted
that for the first week skirts and dresses was the order of the day (or
week), so I wore a denim mini skirt, 'Rebel, Rebel vest and a loose
fitting jumper with a purple quilted shiny shell body warmer, my shoes
were 3 inch heeled wedges, the whole day at uni was like I had never
been a guy, I was treat as a girl - it was great.
A very minor thing happened, but to me it was a great step in my
acceptance as Susanna, this was the first time I went to the toilet at
uni, I got the urge about the same time as a girl in class Jenny, we
walked to the toilets together, when we got to the ladies I hesitated,
Jen just said very simply "come on silly, you're one of us now", like I
said it was only a simple thing but it made me feel great.
As usual after lectures we retired to the pub for a couple of drinks,
word must have got around because there were students off other courses
who I knew in passing, again there was more curiosity than animosity,
though on guy on an engineering course did make some snide remarks but
we soon put in his place mainly by the other girls also by a couple of
the guys who had words with him, this all made me feel accepted and
comfortable about the future.
After a couple of wines the three of us walked home chatting away when
we got into the flat a large thick envelope was in the mail, it was the
documents concerning my name change, I was thrilled, once I had informed
the long list of organisations of my name change I would be officially
Miss Susanna Emma Johnson, the list contained every aspect of my life
from the Tax Man, through banks and store cards, utility companies,
doctors, dentists, etc., etc., etc., through to the police (but only if
you have a criminal record), some of these needed original document
while the rest photo copies would suffice, so after a supper of grilled
salmon couscous and salad we set to scanning the deed poll document
while I typed letters to the different organisations and government
departments, after an hour or so I had a huge pile of mail to go the
next day - then I would officially be Susanna.
We got changed into our nighties and I thought over how my bathroom
routine had changed in the past few days, gone was the quick wash comb
hair and out that I used to do as a man.
NOW, I showered, used a douche to maintain hygiene, with the wee vee I
wore this was perfectly possible and recommended when being worn for
extended periods, I also used fem fresh in my douche, next came makeup
removal, Kelly and Shonali were real sticklers for this, they had been
doing this all their lives and had beautiful soft skin; I on the other
hand only did this when I used to cross dress.
Now they ensured that I removed my make up, cleansed my skin, showered
using skin softening shower products (not soap as most soaps dry the
skin) if I took a bath the same was true, the bath additives all were
skin softening, after showering or bathing I had to use a body
moisturiser all over, and I had to do this every shower until my skin
was as soft as theirs, then I could reduce the frequency to every couple
of days for the body lotion, after this came face and neck moisturiser
again I had to do this morning and night using intense rehydration
creams and night serum creams.
And finally my hands and elbows had to be creamed every time my hands
were washed! This again was to get my skin as soft as theirs. So you see
from a 2 minute male routine, I was now in the bathroom for 20 minutes!
Did I enjoy it? Silly question of course I did!
Wednesday came and I was my first appointment with the councillor, as we
got ready for the day, Kelly and Shonali could tell I was anxious and
did the best to calm me down, standing there in our bra's and panties we
had the usual argument, or should I say discussions about what to wear,
after the first two days I had figured our that a skirt or dress was the
order of the day for the 'new girl', those two could wear anything, but
they kept telling me that I must get used to wearing short skirts and
dresses until it becomes second nature not to show the world your
knickers every time you move.
So today I put on a pair of black 20 denier tights, a red flared mini
skirt, a pink jersey camisole and a boat necked floral tunic, my shoes
were flat ballerina style in red with a flower detail at the front, my
usual hobo bag as this holds everything we needed for uni - in fact its
amazing what you can get into a large hand bag, even after such a short
period of time I don't know how I got on before! Make up was minimal,
eyeliner, mascara, a light coat of eye shadow and a touch on lipstick. A
spray of day perfume and we were ready, as it was starting to get cold I
wore a black wool ? coat, with a hood and belted around the waist. I
never knew getting ready could take so much thought!
The morning really dragged, my appointment was for the afternoon at 1:30
so we had our lunch break and after saying goodbye to the girls I set
off by myself into town to meet my councillor. I had arranged to meet
the girls in the pub and tell them how things had gone, this was my
first time going into town as Susanna by myself so naturally I was a bit
nervous, but I needn't have worried, everyone took me for what they saw
- a teenage girl.
I arrived at the building where the councillor was based and looked on
the plaque outside for Dr. J. Harvey, the office was on the 4th floor, I
took the elevator up and I must admit I was feeling sick, without even
thinking about it I went into the ladies room to freshen up, which made
me feel a lot better. Taking a deep breath I went into the waiting room,
gave my name to the receptionist and sat down, I picked up a Today
magazine and started reading the articles getting quite caught up in the
gossip and fashion.
"Susanna?" I looked up and saw an attractive woman of about mid
thirties, brown shoulder length hair dresses in a burgundy suit with
matching shoes. "Hello I'm Dr Harvey, but please call me Jill, please,
follow me".
For some reason I was relieved my councillor was a woman as I trailed
after her admiring her taste in clothes hoping that one day I would have
fashion sense like her. Her office was well appointed with a desk in one
corner and a lot of books, her desk was a mess, which helped to make her
seem more human and approachable. In front of the fireplace there were
two easy chairs at a slight angle from each other, so we could see each
other. "Please" Jill said "take a seat and make yourself comfortable" I
slipped off my coat and she hung it up for me as I sat somewhat
apprehensively in one of the chairs, I settled back as these chairs were
amazingly comfortable, Jill sat in the other and smiled at me.
She began by telling me to relax, as what I have decided to do while
it's a big decision its in no way unique, she explained that her task
was to help me through the process, making sure that I was doing this
for the right reasons and to try and facilitate my new life.
She began by asking me questions about my life growing up, my family I
answered as honestly as I could, she asked me how long I had felt that I
was in the wrong body. I thought about this for a while and told her
about dressing up in my sisters clothes and my mums sexy underwear,
wishing that those clothes were mine and I could wear them every day, I
told her I knew I was doing wrong but it simply felt so right dressed in
my sisters school uniform or prom dress.
She said "Looking at you Susanna you seem to have gone a long way to
achieving your goal" I was a bit confused then realised that she meant
my shape. Grinning I said "well thank you, but none of what you see is
me - yet, my boobs are stick on ones and my hips and bum are a cachet
sex, I really want to start on hormones but am waiting for professional
help, I then told her of the research the three of us had done and the
fact that my two friends and flat mates were also my teachers in being
female! She smiled at this and said that I had two good friends there (I
fervently agreed with her) and with their help my transition, as far as
hormones were concerned she could prescribe me some medication and some
oestrogen hormones, so I ended up with Climaval twice a day and
Spironolactone once a day the hormones were taken daily and a oestrogen
implant was arranged for the next month, When I told her about the girls
making me have periods, she thought this an excellent idea and asked me
when my 'period' was due I told her in about 3 weeks so she altered the
hormone prescription to one I take twice a day for three weeks then for
the week I don't take it I will experience all the pains, bloating and
discomfort a woman goes through for a week, then I will get the implant
and another hormone medication will give me the monthly feeling of 'my
period', she also said that it was a good idea and really will help me
feel more feminine.
As the session drew to a close she asked if I had any questions or
concerns, I thought this was a good time to bring up my reluctance to go
the whole way and have realignment surgery, I said "its really strange
Jill, I want to look, sound and be Susanna, I want to live my life as
Susanna but for some reason I don't want to complete the process and be
a whole woman, and I know I should ------ why is this, what's wrong with
me" as I finished some tears started to flow.
Very calmly she talked me around this and I calmed down, she explained
it was not unusual but we would work around it over the coming months.
She then referred me to a cosmetic surgeon (who was on our shortlist of
two), and after phoning him made me an appointment for the coming Friday
morning, she also made me a second appointment with her for next month
and with that my first session was over.
As I left I felt really at ease, I now had someone else I could talk
through my concerns and worries which should take a load off my friends
I had Jill's card and she said that I should phone her if I really felt
that I needed her.
I went to the chemist to get my prescriptions and while I was waiting I
bought a pack of maxi pads and some shampoo and conditioner, also some
lipstick, mail varnish and facial wipes. Across the road there was a
jeweller so I went window shopping and ended up buying Kelly some hoop
ear rings and Shonali some drop ear rings and myself a selection of
pendant, drop and hoop ear rings as my ears would soon be ready for a
change from the studs I have in.
As I progressed down the high street heading for the bus stop, I bought
some every day knickers, then from Victoria's Secrets some special
underwear and bra's, I wandered through Marks and Spencer's and came out
with two skirts and three tunic tops and some costume jewellery, by the
time I got to the bus I was laden down.
I arrived at the pub apparently just after the crowd as they were still
getting their drinks, Kelly giggled as I approached "looks like
someone's got the shopping bug," I blushed and stammered "well I had
time to kill before the bus arrived and ..... well ..... you know, I just
thought that I'd look and well things kinda got out of hand" "Susanna"
Kelly laughed you don't have to explain to us, it happens to all of us,
now come and tell us all what happened"
She got me a white wine spritzer and as my hands were full of shopping
carried it over to a table, after we had made ourselves comfortable I
told them how the session had gone and how nice the councillor was and
how glad she was female as it was easier to talk to a woman.
They both laughed when I told them about the three weeks of hormones
then I would have the symptoms of a period, and further laughed when I
told them that after this I would get a hormone implant and take further
hormone pills for three weeks every month, the fourth week not taking
the pills would be my 'periods', Shonali commented "well Susanna you are
certainly up for this, go girl".
I dug into my shopping bags and passed them the gift wrapped boxes, they
scolded me for buying them but I told them that they were the best
friends I could have and I hoped these would in some way let them know
how much I appreciated their friendship.
We had a group hug and promised to be friends forever (we were only
young but we are still firm friends).
We finished our wine and got ready to leave, saying that tonight was
hair washing night and we went home, cooked ourselves a light supper and
I started on my hormones that night. And then yes we washed out hair, I
was shown how to 'properly wash and condition my hair' as Shona said to
me "none of that male wash and go now young lady" from now on you do
thing properly.
So it was washing, conditioning, towel drying followed by hair drier and
styling, I was rubbish at the styling but I had two good teachers who
soon had my hair looking as it should, Kelly commented "don't worry, in
a few weeks you'll get the hang of it" I however thought it might take
more than the magic 'few weeks'.
We settled down to do some course work, both Kelly and I were doing
programming while Shona was majoring in graphic design and web site
design, but many of the principles overlapped and I for one found course
work a lot easier when there were three of us working at it, we could
discuss things between us.
The week went on and University was a dream, it was like Stephen had
never existed, I was Susanna, slowly I receiver responses from all the
places I had informed about my name change, when the last one arrived I
was in the eyes of officialdom Miss Susanna Emma Johnson - I had
arrived! I was so thrilled.
Friday, and my appointment with the cosmetic surgeon had arrived, again
with some trepidation I went into the city centre and arrived for my
11:30 appointment, I gave my name to the receptionist - Susanna Johnson,
the first time I had given my new name since it became official! As I
sat there my name was called and I went into the consulting room. The
surgeon was in his middle fourties slender and quite good looking, we
sat down and he reviewed the information he must have received from Dr.
Harvey.
"Well Susanna, how exactly can I be of assistance to you?" his voice was
melodic and matter of fact. I explained that I wanted to know exactly
what could be done to help me achieve my goal, he examined me closely I
didn't have my breast forms attached, but had breast forms in my bra, it
was the same with my wee vee, I had a cachet sex on. He did a full
examination. Then after I dressed he explained what was available, as I
was on hormones I should see how my breasts grow over the next year, he
must have seen how disappointed I was because he carried on by
explaining that at this time there was no way of knowing how big my own
breast would grow, any implant at this stage could cause me to have
larger breasts that would be desirable, as I ideally wanted a C cup and
he said that this was entirely possible naturally, but as the hormones I
was on were strong, in a years time he would have an idea of my natural
size, facially he suggested a slight alteration to my nose to make it
more feminine, a shaving of my Adams Apple to make it less prominent and
he went on to explain how the procedure would be carried out through an
incision using the natural crease in my neck so any scarring would be
invisible. My hips and bum, again he told me to let the hormones do
their work and again he would evaluate my progress in a year, should I
decide of full re-alignment surgery there were no problems at all in
giving me a realistic vagina which could reach orgasm like a natural
woman, we discussed this further and I made arrangements to undergo the
nose and Adams Apple shave at the start of the Christmas Break from
University, I further made an appointment to have the hormone implant
inserted in 3 weeks as Dr. Harvey had arranged.
As I got up to leave he shook me by the hand and commented "the outcome
Susanna will be good, as you are young enough and your bone structure in
quite slight, when completed you will make a very attractive feminine
girl". When I walked out of his office I was walking on air, so happy it
was unbelievable; true I was disappointed about not being able to have
my breast done now, but it's only a year after all.
Of course I hit the shops looking for a dress for tonight as we were
going clubbing, my first time as Susanna, I wish I has Kelly and Shoni
with me but they were at lectures, so I was on my own, I must have tried
20 dresses on, but finally I settled on a halter necked very pale lilac
dress in a satin polyester fabric, tight over my bust line, down to my
hips then a flared skirt which had its own net underskirt. Naturally I
had to buy shoes and handbag so I chose cream 5" heeled ankle strap
shoes with a 1" platform and a matching bag, a pair of tan 15 denier
tights and a shrug cream cardigan completed the look, I was ready for
the coming night, though I was a bit worried about meeting guys and
maybe dancing with them or potentially going that one step further and
being kissed by a man, I was not sure how I would handle that, only time
will tell.
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