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Spring Mornings The cold, bitter air of winter blew harshly down the street and against Dan's frail body. He had wrapped himself tightly with his coat but it didn't stop him from shivering from the icy air that blustered from the purple, twilight sky above him. Winter has a hold over Springhill, covering every surface with a nice layer of fresh snow. Dan shook the snow that cling onto his jacket and enter his front door. "I hate this weather," Dan said darkly. His mood was not stellar today. Not only did he had to deal with the longest, frustrating day of work he could remember but along with the cold weather and fighting a cold for the past few days made today even worst. And of course today was Valentine's Day, a holiday that Dan despises with the upmost hatred that a normally calm and happy person could have. Dan was like the Scrooge of Valentine's Day. His hatred is easily traced to the fact that for all his life Dan has been single and alone. Dan was not attractable or desirable. He was skinny, awkward, and mostly just invisible to his peers throughout his teenage life. They just know him as the tall guy with the small glasses or the one with the messy, light brown hair or even worse is the pervert who is addicted to porn. But of course Dan was not a pervert or had hair that was that noticeably messy. He was just the outsider, an outsider that just hates Valentine's Day with a passion. Dan landed on his couch with a satisfying thump. His exhaustion and anger boiled in his head. The incoming headache made him groan out loud. He wished to turn off the room's light above him but no sooner did that thought occurred to him, April had just walk into the room. April was Dan's twin sister and the exact opposite of Dan. April was beautiful and beloved by her friends and family. Her brown hair was long and neat. Her weight was perfect. Her eyesight allowed her to forgo glasses. She was just the perfect girl next door. But people like April because she was outgoing and enthusiastic. Her personality was like that of her namesake, spring like and warm with her smile that was like a radiant sky of an iridescent surface. It is unfair to Dan that next to his sister he was plain and ugly to people who knew the two of them but he had learn to adapt and accept the difference between him and his sister. They were the true Yin and Yang of the town and they were inseparable to a degree that not even their parents knew. It was on this cold Valentine's Day that Dan was grateful for his sister. He went through a rough day and her cheerful personality will lift his spirits up. He turned his head to see the snowflakes drifting past the window. April was finishing a text to one of her friends before she spoke to Dan. "So, how was your day?" she said with a hint of enthusiasm. "Same as always but worse" Dan muttered. "Is it summer yet?" "Won't be for a couple of months." April put her phone back in her pocket. "Aren't you eager to get through spring?" "I just hate winter," Dan said. "Well, we should get the hell out of the Midwest then," April said as she glances at the snowy, dark sky outside. "We should move to Hawaii or Florida where single digit temperatures are just a myth. Maybe we are better off conquering an island in the Pacific. We won't have to pay taxes or deal with tourist." "That sounds neat." A few minutes past April start to text her friend again and sit lazily in the armchair while Dan looks out to the dark, winter night. All that could be heard was the growling of the furnace and April's small chuckles. The wind was pasting by and winter was turning the streets of Springhill into an unforgettable, icy hell. After a while Dan spoke up. "Why me, April?" "I'm sorry?" April looked up. "It is just why haven't I got past the social awkwardness of my teenage life?" Dan sat up, his hands writhing as he spoke. "You know damn well that I tried to get a social life. You know that I can treat a girl nicely. Yet year after year I am here, alone and left out of the crowd. It just angers me that my life just sucks." "It doesn't suck that much," April retorted. "Your life fares better than most people out there. You could be outside without a jacket and freezing as you sleep tonight. You just can't take this anti-social thing personally." "But I have to," Dan said. "It seems that I have a barrier that separates me from normal society. I can't convince a girl to take me on, be my girlfriend or at least be a friend. I just hate being lonely. But what can I do?' April tilted her head. "Haven't we discussed this beforehand?" Dan walked to the window. By now the street lights have turn on and the snow was falling fast. Dan was upset and disturbed. His head throbbed viciously. "Maybe this is because of my curse," Dan said quietly. "Maybe the Powers That Be would not want me to create a paradox because if I do date and when I change-" April went up to Dan quickly "Shhhh, none of that" April said calmly. "We don't have to worry about that for at least a few more days. We can worry about it later. Let's just calm down and relax." Dan smiled a bit and nodded as he watched the snow fly past. *** Of course they did not worry until a week later. Within that time, they both dealt with work and college courses and everyday life. April and Dan did not talk much during the week. They were preoccupied with their own priorities and they could only talk during the evening. It seems time flew by for them. Dan didn't have any friends but waste most of his time on the internet. April meanwhile was catching up with old friends and acquaintances from high school. A normal outsider would wonder how the two siblings lived together, each having two different life styles. Even their parents were wondering how their twins were getting along peacefully as they lived happily in their retirement home far away. But even the most clever, observing person could be fooled. The dinner on the twentieth of February was April's Italian pasta and salad. Dan was ravishing that evening. He engulfed an entire plate before April was even halfway through hers. It ceases to amazed April how her brother could eat so much food and not gain any fat. They discussed of how their college courses were getting difficult when a sharp pain erupted in Dan's abdomen. Dan clutched his stomach, his teeth grinding in pain. April jumped up, her fork crashing to the floor. "Dan!" April said panicky. "Are you all right? Do you need me to call help?" "I'm fine," Dan managed to say. But the words did not comfort April. She ran up to Dan and tries to look him in the eyes. Dan's body was shaking and becoming slick with sweat. April's undying loyalty was putting Dan in a bad position. She was about half a millisecond to call the paramedics. It doesn't matter how many years have passed. She is always panicking and fears the worst. Dan staggered off his chair. "It is normal," Dan gasped. "I can feel it." "But Dan," April was trying to get Dan to stand straight. "April enough!" Dan growled angrily. "I know it is happening. I am going to lie down and take a nap. This can't be stop and anything we can do will just be a waste of time and money. Nothing can help me now but sleep." "Are you sure?" "Yes" Dan moved towards to the stairs before another cramp hit him. He let out a yelp, making April put her hands to her mouth. Her eyes were full of worriedness and tears. "I'm fine!" Dan said as he proceeded up the stairs. "Good night..." The pain was dwindling by the time Dan reached his room. He moved the pile of clothes off his bed and shed his own clothes off. The pain seems to bring him back to another problem in his life, one that is unique and gives Dan his own burden. Every year he wished that it was over or that it won't happen. But like clockwork, the cramps happen and then the disturbing dreams come soon after. The air was becoming cooler as Dan crashed onto his bed. In only a few minutes Dan was breathing softly and his eyes closed shut. Soon he was asleep. Suddenly Dan was in a field. The field was bright and green. The grass was too green, a type of grass that comes with Easter. The sun was bright and warm. The sky was blue, a blue that was too surreal. But it didn't bother Dan. He was walking across the field to a small pond that beckons him like a lighthouse to a ship in the sea. Dan was walking slowly but he realizes that his body was different. He was walking differently, his gait unfamiliar but yet he mastered it easily. He looked down. A light green dress flowed across his body. The wind picked up, making Dan aware that he had no leggings and he was wearing panties. Dan unwilling let out a small giggle. He reached the small pond. His reflection was not of his own. Instead it was a female, a girl with roughly the same features and age that he had. She had long, brown hair and hazel eyes. Dan giggle some more and the reflection did the same. A warm feeling was spreading all over his body and mind. He was a girl, a young female that was the same age as he was. Dan sat down, crossing her legs and looking at the sun. The sun was so nice and it made the bare parts of her skin feel so great. She let out a sigh and looked up to the bright, blue sky above her. She wondered if spring would linger some more this year. The warm spring weather was so nice, unlike the bitter, cold winter. Dan looked down at her hand before the sun blacked out. Dan opened his eyes. He had woken up suddenly. The night was still and quiet. Dan turned his head to his glowing alarm clock. It was forty-five minutes after midnight on the twenty-first of February. The setting outside was that of poetry. The snow was coming down quietly and the air was still. Dan turned and looked up to the ceiling. It has begun. Dan closed his eyes after a few minutes and let sleep take a hold of him again. Every spring Dan changes. It begins at the end of February, usually the twentieth and lasts to the end of March, near the Spring Equinox. His transformation is only painful at the beginning and in the end. But seeing his changes are a terrible and emotionally wrecking moment. His body starts becoming something entire different, something unfamiliar. His male characteristics fades away, soon replace with female characteristics. So despite the physical limits of the world and the rules of reality, Dan transforms into a woman at the beginning of spring and stays like that for most of the season which isn't until the end of May. Dan does not know why this happen or how it does. It has been happening to him consistently for the past five years. His life seems tumbling down the rabbit hole, nothing can be for certain. The only saving grace is that reality seems to shift with him. During his time as a female the world will see him differently. They will see his female persona instead. Everyone will know him as Danielle even his parents. The only exception was April. April knew something was up with Dan all those years ago. Dan tried his best to hide the female side but April was not stupid. She caught the glimpse through the illusion and soon became the only person Dan could trust with this new life. She gave Dan a helping hand through the first transformation. They were siblings and blood is thicker than water. Dan was forever grateful for the comfort and support April provided. Each year they get ready for the transformation. Each year the transformation becomes easier to deal with. And each year they will try to find a way to reverse it. Dan and April vowed to find the cure, the solution to his unique problem. So that is why they stick together for this long. They found a cheap, small townhouse in the middle of Springhill and a nice community college to go to for their future education and research. But so far their search has turn up nothing. It seems that Dan is the only person in the world who goes through a spontaneous sex change every year. It seems that Dan has defined reality to a breaking point. Not only was he shrinking and his bones were shifting but his very existence is being remake and distorted. It scared Dan. It scared him to a point of not wanting to know what is causing his transformation. Anything that has the power to remake reality, causes his body to change beyond the capability of medical science, and can do this without being detected makes Dan feel small and helpless. Being at the mercy of these changes was scary but demanding the cause of it to stop immediately seems downright suicidal. But Dan vow to help April find a solution and so they will find one regardless of the cost. The neat thing was that the few days of physical changes didn't bother him. He was able to go through work and school without much difficulty. So one day near the end of February, Dan was thinking his workday will go smoothly. He was wrong actually. Dan work at a small gas station near the entrance of town. He and his co-worker Chester were putting candy and some stock items up. They both joked around and laughed at each other's antics in an attempt to make the day go by quicker. The outside was beautifully sunny with crisps of clouds. The sun had finally broke through the winter clouds and was beginning to melt the snow and ice away. The parking lot was sparkling with puddles and water. "So, it seems that a person thought that he could get away with taping the wrong barcode to the cake he was buying," Chester was saying near their fifth hour. He was recalling a story his friend had told him. "Clearly they didn't think the cashier had eyes because you could see the correct price on the cake." "People are just stupid" Dan muttered as he put the last candy on the shelf. He was wondering if the shelf was becoming too high for him to reach. Danielle was half a foot shorter. He shook the thought out of his head and turn to Chester. "How do people get away with a clear conscious?" Dan asked as he went to his register. "I don't know man," Chester said as a customer went to their window. Chester finished helping her before continuing his thought. "I just couldn't get away with doing anything guilty. Like I couldn't get my first tattoo until I was eighteen or else my dad and step-dad would kill me." "So they don't like tattoos?" Dan said, scratching his arm. "Well, they think drug addicts and prisoners are the only ones who would get tattoos," Chester explains. "But if that was true then I would have die of heroin by now. "Yeah, that is pretty obvious," Dan said, eyeing Chester's various tattoos as he scratched his back. "Well, do you plan on getting any tattoos?" "Not really, no" Dan said as he scratched his shoulder blade. Truth is that he didn't want to risk getting a tattoo with his curse still active. He didn't know what would happen if piercing his skin with needles will cause a virus outbreak of gender change or damage his body somehow. Plus Danielle didn't like tattoos. They seem neat at first but then they fade into general artwork that she wouldn't like. It seems better to leave his body blank, rather than to cover it with tattoos. "I just hope to get more hours this spring," Chester said, watching a car filled up. "I want to get this neat tattoo on my back, so when I jog or play basketball this summer I can show it off." "Yeah,' Dan said scratching his back some more and not paying attention. "Something wrong?" Chester asked. "No, no, it is nothing," Dan said before he felt something in between his two fingers. He slowly moved his hand away from his back. He kept his fingers clutched together; keeping a hold of his finding. In between his forefinger and middle one was a long, curly body hair. Dan let out a gasp. Chester was too busy staring out into space to notice Dan panicking. Dan studied his body. No matter how many times the transformation happens, he is still shocked by the first signs of the transformation. He can't believe he was scratching himself and didn't realize. "Um, do you mind if I go to the restroom?" Dan asked Chester. "Sure, we are deader than hell now." Dan rushed to the bathroom in the back of the gas station. He shut the door and locks it. He turns the sink on. The cold water sprayed sharply down. Dan lathered his face up before looking into the mirror. His facial hair was still there for now but it seems like it was lighter. Dan shook the water off his face. He pulled his shirt off and looked at his back. Bits of body hair were already trickling down to the floor. Small strips and patches of his body hair were falling off, leaving clean, paler skin. It was the same tone as Danielle's skin. "Well, great," Dan said darkly. Shedding body hair was always a problem because it gets in his clothes and food. Dan was not pleased with this discovery. He is going to spend most of the time scratching and pulling body hair out. This means he can't be too suspicious. Dan ignored his body for most of the evening. He manage not the scratched it too much. It felt like a relief to get out of his work clothes and get into some loose t-shirts and pants. His body felt so hot that he open the living room up a crack and let the winter air in as soon as he got home. It felt soothing. Dan relaxed and lay back. He turned on his television and began to kill zombies on his video games. It wasn't long until April return from her job. The front door open, a cold draft preceded April as she enters the house with her arms full. Dan was too engrossed in his game to notice. April put her groceries away in the steamy, warm kitchen. She was finishing up as Dan enter the kitchen. "You know I could use some of your help," April said as Dan was pawing through the fridge for something. "What is that?" Dan, said as he grabbed a can of soda from the fridge. "Never mind" Dan left, his oblivious attitude irk April. She searched through the cupboards looking for something to eat. Her hunger left her light headed and bad temper. But it is true, she thought. She kept everything organize. She was the one working the most hours and keeping track of the bills. Yet Dan is just going to keep ignoring her? Even after her support and love. Maybe the change is distracting him. April slammed the cupboard doors and went to the fridge. She just can't take this depressed, insensible attitude from him. Maybe it is better if I don't help him, April thought savagely. Have him cope on his own. But April knew she couldn't do that. Then she spotted something near the soda case, a small, black, thin particle. April grabbed it. It was body hair, one that looked like it came off Dan. April let off a frustrating sigh. She of course had trouble dealing with his body hair being everywhere before. April closed the fridge door and slowly walks to the living room. Dan couldn't hear her over the gunfire and explosions. April picked up his work uniform on the couch. Bits of his hair fell softly to the ground. She sighed and looked back at Dan as he finished his game. "Come on, let's do this," April said. "Wait, do what?" Dan seems confuse. "Dan, we were born at night but I at least wasn't born last night," April growled. "I'm not an idiot. I know your transformation is starting and your body hair is falling off. Damn it, we talk about it. We can't have you shedding all over the place. Now follow me into the bathroom." Dan then meekly followed. Their bathroom was not appealing to Dan. The walls were too pink, the room was small, the floor was ugly and the light wasn't bright enough. He sat down on the chair in the room and took off his shirt. April began picking off the hair that hung loosely on his skin. It was a tedious and an embarrassing task. But the sooner they get it done, the better it will be for him. The wind was starting to pick up outside and shook the house. April proceeded to Dan's arms, brushing the hair off his skin. "There has to be a way to prevent all this," April muttered. "What if there isn't?" Dan asked quietly. "What if this is the way things are supposed to be? What if I don't transform back into a male after this?" "If there is a will, there's a way," April said as she finished up the hair on his upper body. "We don't need to start this pessimistic outlook of the future. We just need to deal with the here and now." Dan shook his head, sighing. "I don't see why you keep helping me, April," He said. "I mean why you are so eager to help me? This is emotionally draining me. There is no reason for it to do the same to you." April was silent for a minute. She seems lost in thought. It was these moments that Dan felt the most connected to April. She seems to reach a stage of thinking, where she was gazing into an abyss of the world and see everything from his perspective. But whatever conclusions she has are nowhere near Dan's guesses. "I can easily answer it," April said finally. "We all have our battles, ours goals we would like to achieve. I guess you could say that I always wanted to help you. But this curse has always been a burden for both of us. So I guess I'm helping myself too. I just want you to be normal, Dan. I want you to have a normal life and be normal again." Then April gave him a small, sisterly hug. Dan patted her small hand before she broke off of him and grabbed the broom. After April and Dan clean the bathroom, Dan stepped into the shower. The hot water caressed his body, cleaning it and smoothing it to a soft tone. His upper body had little hair left. The lower part will soon followed but he wouldn't have to worry it about it being in his food or on tables no more. He will probably shave his legs soon, once the hair has thin out. The shower was heaven but Dan noticed another change was going on. The skin on his upper body was becoming smooth and paler. After his shower, Dan found a small bottle of moisturizing lotion. He rubbed it on himself as he gazed into the mirror. The reflection shows nothing has change yet. But Dan felt like he was getting colder. It seems like the months ahead might be even more difficult than he could anticipate. Dan turned away from the mirror and shut the light off. The last few days of February brought the promise of spring as the days were becoming tolerably warmer and only one major snowstorm had hit them so far. The snow was the least of Dan's problems. It was the fact that he hasn't had time to rest from either school or work in the past few weeks was starting to stress him out. The bills, the laundry, the cost of gas did not help his mood as the changes were beginning to progress. As he would have guessed, the last day of February is when he noticed all his body hair save for his private area, his armpits and his legs have disappeared. His legs and armpits were covered in thin hair now and it didn't look rough or manly. But Dan just accepted it was done and hopefully nothing would happen. But later is when Dan had to deal with another dilemma. It was a light snow out in the afternoon and Dan was sitting at his computer, browsing the webs. He was completely relaxed, finally calming down after these past few days. He lay back in his soft, computer chair. He stared at the images of the screen, absentmindedly rubbing his now smooth face. He decided after hours of entertainment, to look up for the reversal of his curse. He went to transgender communities and websites. He didn't notice his particular interest in the clothing that was recommended for the members. No, his search was taking a small turn from his original objective. Soon after he was watching videos of those who yearn for his fate did he move to make-up tutorial and then to a discussion of clothing. After half an hour of this search did Dan thought of how good he looked in a certain pair of jeans. Then it hit him. He immediately close his web browser and let out a small gasp as if he was dose in cold water. The thought still linger in his mind. He wanted to try on women's jeans. The thoughts were exactly turning him on but it was intriguing and exciting. Dan got up, rubbing his hand. The thoughts were starting. He needs a distraction. Dan began to pace around the room before he started to clean it up a bit. The scariest thing of his transformation was not the physical changes but the mental ones. It was like he had a split personality. His male side always remain dominate, never letting his thoughts turn into something different. But when his female side is awakened then it becomes a war. His mind starts to think of feminine thoughts. Once the female side begins to think of things then it becomes difficult for him not to follow the impulse. Dan knew it won't be long before he begins to listen and follow his female side but if he can to hold out for a little bit longer then maybe he can fight this curse. But it was providing to be a difficult task because he was thinking of trying on his sister's jeans. Lucky April wasn't home. Dan had to stop himself twice from going up stairs into her room as he finished cleaning the house. Dan then sat down on the couch and turn on the television. He needs a distraction from his girly thoughts now. But you look so nice in those jeans, part of him said. It could show off your curves. No, Dan said to himself. He didn't have curves. Yet. But the thoughts were persistent. No matter how hard he tried to get his mind invested into the show, it was not working. Dan turned off the television and went upstairs. The door stood in front of him like a monolith. It took a fraction of a second for Dan to hesitate. He thought of the consequences of what was to happen if he open that door. He did have an alternative to his newfound obsession. The clothes for Danielle were in two large boxes in the garage. But April will notice they were open and will begin her tirade of how Dan should fight his female side. Easier said than done, Dan thought. The battle was not like a simple addiction that a smoker or crack head might have. It was like two people fighting to be dominate over one body. He has to enter the room. Dan slowly opened the door. April's room was bright and airy. A small window streamed in light from the snowy outside. The bare floor was clean and clutter free. It was a trade that April perfected at that Dan can only wish he could have. His female side was less messy but only pales against April's neatness. The bed was made and dresser was close tight. Dan turned, his hands trembling. A large mirror was prop up against the wall, the top area of the glass surface covered in photos from April's high school life. Dan saw his reflection in the cool, glass surface. He looked like a younger version of himself, like two or three years have disappeared. His body was paler and smooth. It looked like he shrunk a bit. His eyes were wide and frightful. Dan could see the girl in him, temping and begging to be release. Dan turned away and instead face the closet. It scared Dan to know what clothes his sister didn't often wear. He could tell that most of her unused shirts, blouses, sweaters and dresses were at the left hand side. It was little risk for him to wear them. It wasn't like April has powerful memorization skills and can tell what was taken and put on. But Dan didn't want to risk it by wearing something she wears on a regular base. He pulled out a particular item that Danielle loves. It was a small, black blouse that has white trimmings. It looked unbelievably good on Danielle. Dan stood in front of the mirror with the blouse up front. A smile creeps onto Dan's face, brightening his mood. He held the article against his body for a long time before he started to take his shirt off. The blouse slid smoothly down his body. It felt wonderful against his skin. It was like silk pressed against his body. Dan start to do poses in front of the mirror, his mind not reacting as his female side started to grow. The looseness of the long sleeves was comforting and pleasant. It let in a nice breeze into his arms. Dan smoothed the bottom of the blouse against his body. It was then he felt a twitch in his crouch. He looked down and saw a boner growing in his nether regions. Dan let out a small, high gasp. He covered his mouth with his hands. He could feel the boiling blood rush into his face. Quickly Dan took of the clothing and hanged it up. He put on his normal shirt and looked around just to make sure everything looked exactly the way he left it. Dan then quickly left April's room. He sat on his bed, his mind running miles on as his body was rocking back and forth in a scared, fetal position. He never thought himself as a sex object or thought the clothes was sexy on him like that. This was dangerous and unreal. He never meant to give in like that. His female side was too strong. The months of being one has shook him off his feet. Dan lay down, almost crying. He was losing himself quicker than he could anticipate. Hours later Dan woke up. It was dark outside but the snow was still falling. A bright light filled his dark room. Dan realized that he fell asleep. He looked up and saw April standing at the door way, her feature washed out by the bright light. She entered before Dan could say anything and let out a long sigh. Dan held his hand in front of him and let out a mumble. "What's going on?" he asked groggily. "You have been a sleep for hours," April said as she sat down on the foot of Dan's bed. "I was wondering if the transformation was having some ill effects on you. It kind of makes me wish we could tell someone else. We don't know what is going on. Could this increase tiredness be a result of something fatal? But we still can't tell anyone. I don't want to put you through that hell. Still, I know this is hard for you and want to apologize for being rough on you." "April..." Dan said as he got up. "But I have to know and I want an honest answer," April said before Dan could finish. "Were you in my room?" The silence was maybe for only five seconds but the intensity and pressure on Dan made it seem like it lasted longer than that. He first wanted to deny this. She had no proof. She couldn't have anything that will incriminate him. But Dan realizes that April will see through his lie and his defenses quicker than he could make them up. Suddenly in that same second he was angry. How dare she thinks that she was the victim here? It was not like he could prevent his condition and she was the one who put all of Danielle's clothes away. But the anger faded as he realizes that no matter how he played it, he did enter her room and invaded her privacy. He now wishes he could get out of this situation. He didn't want to be caught like this. He wished he could give anything to get out of this confrontation. Dan's eyes looked away from April, down at the messy floor below. He hates to admit his weakness to April. It disturbed him about how easily he gave in. But thus it was time to accept his problem and confess. "Yes..." Dan said, ashamed. April made a sound between a growl and a moan before she started to rub her temples. "I'm not going to assume anything yet but is it because of your female side?" April said in a not so calm voice. Dan nodded. "Damn it, Dan," April said. "We talked about this. I know you are trying your best but it is still freaking February! You couldn't just prevent yourself from entering my room? Are you really letting your female side have this much control?" "I'm sorry," Dan mumbled. "Well, I can tell by your attitude you are!" April shouted, almost hysterically. Dan flinched at the sting the words were bringing him. "You know what?" April said, turning to leave Dan's room. "I'm about to give up. It seems pointless to help someone who doesn't want help. But I can believe accidents happen. If you are truly committed to restoring your male self then heed my words. I'm begging you, Dan. I'm on my knees and begging you to fight this." April looked back at Dan, her eyes full of tears. "Promise me that you will not let your female side win." Dan looked back in her eyes. He wanted to tell her that it was a feeble promise. No matter what by spring he will be a girl. But no matter what he could say, the pain in her eyes spoke volumes. He was hurting her and he cannot continue to do so. So Dan let out a long sigh. "I promise," Dan said boldly. But it was only a feeble promise that didn't last long. *** March came in like a lion. Indeed the weather change so drastically that the residents of Springhill though for a moment that their small town had change locations into a place that had nothing but cold rain, grey skies and the howling wind from hell. Dan had no problems with most of this weather change. True the bitter wind and rain made his hands numb within minutes but at least his feet didn't get wet whenever he walked to work or to the store in three feet of snow. The snow was not accumulating although it appeared often enough in the chaotic weather of March. But with March here and no snow on the ground means spring was coming ever so closer. If only it didn't mean his female side was becoming stronger. True to his promise, Dan never gave into his female side for the next few days. It was probably due to his hectic work schedule and homework. It became clear that his physical changes were progressing. His hair was starting to get longer and wavy. His eyes lashes looked more feminine. And of course his skin was starting to look softer and smoother. It seems pointless to resist his mental changes as his physical ones were continuing well. So it seems that as longer as he didn't become Danielle mentally, everything was good. But then came the first Sunday of March. It was a day off from work and school. Naturally, Dan was looking forward to it. But as he went to bed the eve of his small timeout he realizes that he will have nothing to distract himself and his female side might take over. The day started out nice. Dan and April were enjoying a friendly chat while they were eating breakfast. She was going to shop with some friends as Dan was planning on doing absolutely nothing and will be proud of it. He intended to do some chores and such but that was about it. He thought it was okay and nothing was going to happen. But as he lay on the couch watching the ending of a movie, he felt a nagging feeling in his head. The movie faded with the main male and female character kissing passionately as they made it through the battle of the movie and found their feelings for each other. Then the nagging feeling started as he wonder what it was like if a guy kissed him like that. The credits rolled and the thoughts soon became about the way the clothes fit just right on the female character. "Stop it," Dan said to himself as he got off the couch. The rain was starting to come down. The grey sky looked dull and unwelcome. Dan sighed and looked away from the sky. He could just watch more television or do something else. But he knew what he truly wanted to do. The nagging feeling will not go away. He wants to dress up. He wants to put on makeup. He wants to be Danielle. But he wouldn't allow it, not yet anyway. Dan began to pace around the room. The war was brewing and his feelings were changing. Dan felt like he had no control over the train of thoughts entering his head. He is going to be a female in a matter of weeks. It is better for him to do it now. No! Dan turned away from the stairs that lead to her room. Why? His female side asked. Are you willing to fight this metamorphosis all the way through? Dan let out a large, frustrated sigh. He knows April will be mad at him. He could even picture her face, red with rage and yelling every insulting, heart pulling word she could muster. But he knew that there is nothing he could do to stop it. He goes through this every year. He is truly Danielle and Dan all in one body. He goes through this transformation every year. Why should he stop his impulse now? It is because I am hurting April! Dan screamed at his mind. In his rage he punched the wall beside him. But what choice does he have? April had dealt with this as much as he has. This is not going to stop. He could try to hide Danielle but in the end she will come out! Dan was rummaging through the boxes in the garage that was a floor below. It was mainly crap that their parents left behind. Dan and April took it with them to their small townhouse in case their parents may want anything back. The two boxes were stacked high but Dan could reach them still. He lift them up from on top of a pile and held them tightly to his body. Dan could remember the years he hid these clothes when his parents were still living with him. These clothes were well hidden and he kept them out of his parent's sight. When his urges came to wear girl clothes he would put them on underneath his normal, ugly male clothes. It was easier back then. Not even April could tell he was wearing girly clothes unless she pries into Dan's room. But now it was not enough to wear them underneath his male persona. He needs to be girl through and through. So Dan began wearing them all together; privately at first and then publicly when the illusion is solid and people will only see him as Danielle for the rest of spring. Dan made it to the top of the stairs and into his own room. The rain was softly tapping against the window as the wind began to pick up. Dan looked outside and down to the driveway below. The wet concrete was vacant except for his car. Smiling to himself, Dan turns to his door and shut it softly. With a small click, he locked the door. He turned on the radio to his alarm clock. The music filled the room as Dan moved the boxes to the floor and began to pick stuff up. The next hour was a whirlwind of activity in Dan's room. Dan was beginning to take down posters of his usual video games and zombie material. He was cleaning his room with an almost dreaming quality. The room itself seems to be transforming from Dan's room into Danielle's room. He picked up the garbage and litter on his floor and vacuum the carpet. The room was becoming spotless. But soon Dan began to put stuff up on the wall. Danielle's stuff. Pictures of her were filling the wall along with some pink posters and purple decoration. The large mirror that Dan usually ignores was now probed against the wall near his bed and not behind a pile of dirty clothes and junk. Near the end of his transforming cleaning session Dan began to sing with the radio, the songs were becoming catchier and more energizing than the last. Dan did not noticed his voice was changing and becoming higher. It shifted from his usual, low baritone into a high tenor. After his room was clean and everything was move to its' right place did Dan take a breather. He looked around the room, happy with the results. The sky was getting darker and wetter outside but April has not return yet. Dan then proceeded to take out the clothes of Danielle. He smile as Danielle began to take over. The clothes were folded neatly in the boxes. Each article brought a certain memory to Dan. The smell of the clothing, the fabric brought a comfortable nostalgia feeling to his heart. Dan removed his male clothes just as the sunlight faded away. He put on his favorite white cotton panties on; a tingling feeling began to spread across his body. After that followed his purple sweatpants that felt comfortable over his hips and groin. Then he put on a green, girly shirt that had a pink heart embedded on the chest. The clothes felt like a breath of fresh air to Dan. It was if he was stepping out a polluted, rotten world and into a fresh, breezy world. He looked at his reflection in the mirror next to him. The reflection was obviously not exactly feminine but it was not at all masculine. It was more androgynous than anything else. Dan's face was smooth and girly. His light, brunette hair was starting to become long. His body seems more bulking for a female but other than that it seems leaning to the feminine side. Dan walked across his room and pulled out a large, leather bag. He wants to have a more dominate female side. He sat down at a small chair he had next to the mirror. Inside the brown, leather bag was all of Danielle's make-up: Eyeliner, foundation, gloss, sponges, lipsticks, lip gloss, lip balm, mascara, lip liner, and blush. Dan was frightened by these items. Yet Danielle wanted to look pretty periodically. She went to cosmetic parties and purse parties when she was in her full form. It was a growing habit that seems to haunt Dan yearly. It was hard to keep these tools and knowledge hidden. Even April was shock by his knowledge and fondness of the cosmetic world. Never the less, Dan began to apply some foundation to his skin. The time and precision was effortless. He soon had the eyeliner out and began working on his eyes. Within thirty minutes, Dan had gone from his androgynous look into a pretty, girly look. His body still looked like a poor attempt of cross dressing but his face was absolutely gorgeous. He let out an unwilling giggle. Danielle was free, free in months. Like a butterfly that comes out of a chrysalis, Danielle was coming out with a beautiful aura. She jumped onto the computer as she turns on the bedroom light. Danielle had nothing particular on her mind. Her only thoughts were that of spring and being able to walk out of the house. She just began to browse the internet. It was just fun to be girly now. After watching an array of cute, cat videos and celebrity news, Danielle ventured into a territory that even Dan didn't want to go into. She was looking at some clothing online, particularly skirts and panties. She was tempted to get some but she wasn't complete yet. April would be furious at her for buying clothes now. Danielle shrugged and proceeds to the checkout. But luck had a funny turn now and then. Had things been better then maybe Danielle would of escape unnoticed. Imagine five coins being flipped into the air. Anyone of those coins could have landed on the good side; any of these factors could have had a good outcome. But it didn't happen. Danielle was listening to a particularly loud song that she didn't notice the main door opening. The first coin landed on tails. April had arrived from work, exhausted and hungry. She expected dinner to be made by now. Her stomach growled as she wondered irritably what the hell Dan has been doing. The second coin landed on tails. April would of guessed Dan was asleep or doing something else if she didn't see the light on in his room. The third coin landed on tails. April proceeded upstairs. She guessed that Dan was browsing the internet, lost track of the time. Maybe she would just knock and ask what they should have for dinner. But then Dan was singing the song he was listening to out loud. April noticed it was a bit higher than his usual voice. The fourth coin landed on tails. April was getting impatient and went up the stairs more quickly. She reached above her door to pull a small, hairpin that was hidden in the door frame. She used it to unlock the doors in the house in case Dan is hiding something from her. The final coin landed on tails and now Danielle was screwed. Danielle pulled off the headphones and gave a small yawn as she stretched her hands above her head. Just then she heard footsteps outside her door. Dan let out a small gasp as everything came back to him. He ran to the window to see April's car was in the driveway. Cursing himself for not paying attention, Dan rushed to the door. His face and clothing flashed across the mirror, still feminine as ever. April was going to kill him. Dan put his body against the door. He hoped that April wasn't going to enter his room. It was a good thing he had locked the door earlier. But then he could hear some clicking. Dan realizes that April could pick his lock. Dan flung his hands nervously into the air. Then he turned to the door. "Are you home, April?" Dan asked quietly. "Yes" April replied. "Are you okay in there, Dan?" "Um, yes I am all right," Dan said quickly as he could. "I was just a bit tired and went up to take a nap." "Then why is the door locked?" April asked, as she jigged doorknob. "Sorry, I must have locked it when I went up here," Dan said. He then realized that his voice was higher than normal. It had a girly quality to it. Dan pressed his body to the door. "Please do not come in," he begged. "I am kind of in the middle of something." But April opened the door with a mighty force. She looked at Dan who backed away quietly and panicky. He had a nervous smile on, unaware that it made him more feminine. His girly clothes were held tightly against his body, as his legs crossed femininely. April seems to be lost at words. She looked up and down Dan's body as each second brought a blow to her mind. Dan backed away a few more feet. April was becoming pale with anger. Dan wished there was a way for him to just disappear. He knew what was to come. He raised his hands in a peaceful matter. "Look, April" he began. "I know what this looks like." But April yelled at full force. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" April screamed harshly. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Dan apologized but April went across the room and slapped him hard across the face. "You bastard!" She screeched as she slapped Dan again. "You promised me! You swore to me! You said that you will not let your female side win! How dare you backed away from your promise!" Tears were streaming down both their faces as the fight continued. April was obviously overpowering Dan and forcing him into a corner. Dan was at loss of words and defense. He was torn by the words April was screaming at him. All his pride and need to female vanished in an instant flash. All he wanted now was to get April to stop screaming at him. He tried to offer truce but April pushed him against the wall. Pain echoed across his body. Dan slid to the ground, tear flow freely down his cheeks. The mascara and eye shadow became smudged and ruined. They both let out a wail of pain as the rain started to pick up outside. "Why will nothing go my way?" April screamed at the ceiling above. "You think I wanted this?" Dan cried out loud. "Do you think I love being transformed into the opposite sex? You think this is a conformable transition for me? That it doesn't hurt me as well?" "Then why are doing it?" April yelled at Dan. "Why are you behaving like a girl?" "Because that is how the dice roll!" Dan shot back. "I like to see you act better if the same thing happens to you. You don't know what it is like! You never have been in my shoes! Your behavior proves how selfish you really are." The words broke across the air and let in a flood of cold realization. The two siblings looked at each other before they both burst into loud sobs. Each let out a stream of apologies as they realized that they had hurt each other in immense ways. April went on her knees, crying and hiccupping as her and Dan embraced each other. The twins hugged each other as the rain and wind pound the window next to them. The world seems to be titling and the tempest was progressing to a severe level. The storm continued long into the night.