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Six Months to Grow On
Chapter Two - Month Two
The next four weeks were more of the same. By the eighth week, Brian had
grown another inch and gained more weight. He also felt great. He was
growing. He was now five foot two inches. Even kids at school had
noticed that he had gotten taller.
Mindy told him that he felt bigger and sexier. She commented that his
hair felt silkier and looked good growing. She wanted to see him let it
grow longer.
Brian's hair was a concern. It was growing faster than usual. Normally,
he'd get a haircut every three months, but it seemed like he needed
another trim one month after it had been cut. He found himself tucking
the longer strands behind his ears.
He also noted hair was sprouting out on different parts of his body. He
was getting soft peach fuzz on his legs and under his arms. For the first
time in his life, he also had a bit of pubic hair.
He and Mindy marveled over his changing body. She remarked it was like
something from a sci-fi movie. "Maybe, you're going to change into an
alien being."
Brian laughed. "I'll be happy just to be like everyone else."
Brian was concerned that his genitals weren't growing like the rest of his
body. He had hoped to see some guy development down there. Mindy didn't
seem to mind. She never teased him or criticized his underdeveloped
proportions.
When Brian said he was getting a haircut from the barber, Mindy took a
stand and said he wouldn't. She said she wanted to see how he'd look with
longer hair. Claire was coming home for a visit and bringing her friend,
Tiffany. Since Tiffany was getting her beautician's license, she'd cut
his hair. Mindy's older sister, Claire, was a junior in college and away
most of the school year. "Claire said she was looking forward to seeing
you."
"Claire said that? Wow. I didn't think she knew I existed!" Brian
smiled.
Mindy gave him her fake stern look. "Should I be jealous of my older
sister stealing you away?"
That stern look brought on a tickle fight and both of them were soon
squealing and giggling. Brian thought it was hard to fight with Mindy
when you're naked.
Brian agreed to a Tiffany trim. He thought if it didn't work out, he'd go
visit his barber later. His hair was getting shaggy and he didn't want to
look out of place. Blending in was important and he felt that shaggy hair
would be just something to draw attention to him at school.
School was a pretty easy game to play. Brian knew if he stayed in the
herd, there'd never be any problems. In class, he rarely raised his hand.
He passed a tests but only got average grades. He kept his intelligence
hidden the same way he hid himself from his classmates.
In school, Brian never said a word. He never laughed. He never smiled.
He moved with the pack and no one really got to know him. He was
terrified at being discovered.
Even his girlfriend, Mindy, played along. She didn't talk to him or sit
with him during lunch. Most people didn't even know they had an intimate
relationship.
Brian knew If anyone found out that his immature body was hidden under his
thick clothes, he'd become a source of interest to the gangs that roamed
the halls. He was as invisible as he could make himself. He moved
through the school day in the shadows.
After school, he'd spend most afternoons at Mindy's house. They'd do
their homework together, watch the occasional television show or cable
movie, but most afternoons were spent kissing under the covers.
Mindy's house was his escape. Brian had learned to show his appreciation
for Mindy's after school attention. Brian had learned where to touch
Mindy's body to turn her on. He knew where to put his finger tips and his
tongue to make Mindy writhe with pleasure. He gained satisfaction when
he'd bring her to multiple orgasms.
Brian relished her pleasure. When she came, he did too. Sometimes, she'd
wet her hand and rub his penis. Sometimes, she'd take him in her mouth
licking him to orgasm and intense pleasure. Brian enjoyed anything she
did. While his orgasms were never as powerful as her's, they were still
fine.
He loved lying on her bed in the afternoon sun. She had a silk covered
comforter that felt great as they rolled around licking and sucking each
other. Mindy was the best kisser, too. He was looking forward to the end
of school. His sophomore year had been just fine, but in the summer
before his junior year he'd take driver's education and qualify for his
license. He just wanted to be big enough to see above the steering wheel
and look like he belonged.
He was looking forward to the summer. He was looking forward to being
taller and having muscles. He'd imagine himself swimming at the community
pool with strong arms and powerful legs instead of the skinny limbs he hid
under baggy clothes.
Brian's only class he excelled in was computing. The teacher was pretty
cool. Brian enjoyed learning how to write software programs. Mr. Johnson
encouraged him, saying he had an aptitude for coding. The best part was
that he simply emailed his work to the teacher and the teacher wrote back.
Nothing was ever said in class about his progress, so Brian didn't worry
about the high grades that might draw the attention and the wrath of the
other students.
Brian visited Mr. Johnson after school in his lab. He thanked him for not
making a fuss over his progress and explained that he wasn't comfortable
in the spotlight. Mr. Johnson smiled and handed him a book about UNIX.
"Try this in your spare time. I think you'll find it to be interesting."
Brian thanked him and took the book home. He read through it in a weekend
and had a lot of fun reproducing the examples in the book.
When he returned the book the following week, Mr. Johnson took the book
and sat on the edge of the desk. "You're a smart student, Brian. I get
that you don't like the attention, but I think you should start making an
effort to excel in school. It could mean a scholarship in your future."
"Thanks for the help and the advice, Mr. Johnson. But, I have a medical
condition that I need to concentrate on right now. I need to get that
working before I can make any long term plans."
Mr. Johnson looked grief stricken. "I'm sorry, Brian. I didn't know you
were sick."
"Well, I'm not really sick. I just have some growth problems that didn't
seem curable until just a few months ago. Things are looking up."
"That's good to hear. Well, regardless, I think you could be a great
coder and computers would be a great future."
Brian thanked Mr. Johnson and left with two books. He found himself
humming and smiling as he left school to go home.
His two month meeting with Dr. Galloway was uneventful. She gave him a
physical and took blood. She said that until he showed side effects,
they'd continue the dosage as prescribed. She noted they'd have a
reevaluation at the three month point.
"Why three months? Is that when I'm going to turn into a girl?"
Dr. Galloway admitted they were in experimental no-man's land. She talked
about how his prescription was not a usual treatment, but added that his
problem was not the usual, either.
"That's why I want to see you monthly. I don't like surprises with my
patients. You're showing steady progress and I want this to work out well
for you. And no, you're not going to wake up some morning and have been
turned into a girl. That only happens in the movies."
Dr. Galloway frowned. "Brian, one thing you have to realize. The
estrogen is causing your growth. So far, I haven't seen any signs that
your own body testosterone has started to develop and take over the job.
We're still early in the treatment and I want to give it a chance. I just
don't want to damage your system by giving you a female hormone that might
cause you any permanent problems."
When Brian and his mom left the doctor's office, they stopped on the way
home to purchase new pants. All of Brian's growth seemed to be in his
legs. His two inches were in his inseam and he had a problem finding
khakis that fit off the rack. His waist was still much too thin and his
inseam was a bit long. He was starting to get too tall for boy's sizes
and couldn't even start looking in the men's department. They compromised
by buying two larger pairs of pants and taking them to a shop to be
tailored.
Brian was feeling good about the past two months as he went into the house
with his packages. He was wary about all the progress and still expected
the sky to fall on him. After all the troubles he had experienced, he
didn't expect to be cured or dodge his bullet of bad luck.
For now, he was taller and looking forward to a haircut.
"Now, c'mon. If you keep turning your head to look in the mirror, I'm
gonna make a mistake and it'll be your ear that I cut."
Brian was nervous. He'd never had someone new cut his hair. He'd gone to
the same barber since he was little. One of his motives in agreeing to
the haircut was seeing Tiffany. He hadn't seen Mindy's sister since she
went away to college. For years Claire had been his baby sitter and she
was his first real crush.
There she was, standing there watching her friend, Tiffany, cut his hair.
It was frustrating not to see what Tiffany was doing. She spent a lot of
time trimming and stroking his head. It was taking twice as long as when
the barber used the clippers to give him a nice, clean look. At last, she
pulled back the drape from his shoulders.
"Tah-Da! How do you like it?
Brian stared at his reflection. His hair was pretty much the same length
as it had been. It was neater and cleaner looking, but heavily styled
with product that emphasized the layers Tiffany had cut all through his
hair. It looked girlish. The layers flared out from the sides and back
of his head, giving his face a halo effect. It was the kind of haircut a
tomboy would have. It definitely was a girl's cut and style.
Brian studied his reflection for a long time. It made him standout and
look awfully feminine. He tried to be tactful. "Gee, Tiffany. It sure
is uh, fancy. What did you do? I don't think I can walk in the halls at
school looking like a girl."
Tiffany got a frown on her face and then started to laugh. "Oh, I'm
sorry. I just thought you were one of Mindy's little friends. I'm sorry.
I'm really sorry." She shrugged and turned to Claire. "I just assumed he
was a girl."
Brian turned crimson.
When Brian realized Tiffany thought she was cutting one of Mindy's
girlfriend's hair, he said, "That's all right. I suppose you can cut it
again or won't it just grow out?"
Tiffany was already reaching for a towel. "Nah, it'll be just fine.
Let's get some of the product out and you'll see. It'll look just fine."
She was right. With the product gone, the hair did lay down flat and
looked fine. It was still a little shaggy but Brian was not going to let
her touch him again. "Thanks, really. It looks fine."
Brian breathed a sigh of relief. All attention was off of him and when he
looked into the mirror, it did look fine. Without the product to fluff it
all up, it wasn't as shaggy, just longer than he was used to. He knew it
would make Mindy happy.
In the meantime, Mindy had gotten Tiffany's attention asking all about eye
makeup. Tiffany had unpacked her makeup case and was digging through
pulling out a waxing kit and plugging it in.
Mindy and Tiffany were busy trying on different liners and eye shadows and
had forgotten all about him. Brian watched looked in the mirror at
himself.
Claire came over to the mirror and stared at him. "So, Brian, Mindy was
telling me that you've gone for some treatments and starting to grow.
That's great to hear. You do look taller."
Brian smiled at Claire, nodding his head. "Yup. It's great. I'm taking
these pills and I've grown a couple of inches and put on some pounds.
I'm feeling really good. How's school?"
Brian tried to listen to Claire talk about college but his attention was
drawn to how beautiful Tiffany had made Mindy look. Mindy was wearing a
lot of makeup that made her eyes look amazing. She looked more grown up
and very sexy.
Now, Tiffany was plucking at Mindy's eyebrows giving them a grown up look.
She really did look like Claire. Suddenly, he realized everyone was
staring at him.
Claire grinned. "Do you like that look, Brian? Doesn't Mindy look
pretty?"
Brian could only nod and swallow. He heard the girls giggle.
Now, Tiffany's attention was drawn back to Brian. She looked carefully at
Brian's face. "Hmm," she said. "Let's wax off that unibrow of yours.
It's time we shaped your brows."
For some reason, Brian couldn't say no. He just nodded. A few minutes
later, Tiffany was brushing warm wax on his face. He felt the warmth of
the wax and then her pressing a piece of cloth into it and 'wham'! She
pulled the whole thing off.
Brian looked in the mirror. Where before he had a fuzzy caterpillar above
his eyes, he now had two eyebrows and a bright red space where hair had
been before. Tiffany was using a pair of tweezers to pull at some errant
hairs. Brian watched in amazement as his eyebrows took shape. He thought
his face looked more mature.
Brian was ignored again as Mindy asked Tiffany to show her how to do her
eyes herself. Brian continued to look in the mirror. With his defined
eyebrows and his hair cut and layered, he looked really different, really
different. It was times like this when he looked carefully at himself
that he felt confused.
Since starting the pills, Brian had seen subtle changes in his look. He
thought his face was getting thinner even though he was gaining weight.
His eyes seemed bigger and his chin seemed to come more to a point. His
thinner face emphasized his cheekbones and his long neck. When his hair
had been styled and full of mousse, he knew he looked more like a girl.
He understood how Tiffany had been confused.
It made some sense. He was small and skinny. He lacked facial hair or
sideburns. He looked young. He could be confused with a fourteen year
girl. He knew he didn't look like a sixteen year old young man.
Bringing his attention back to the women, he smiled and thanked Tiffany.
He told Claire how good it was to see her.
When Tiffany and Claire left, Mindy threw herself at Brian. She seemed
really romantic and had her hands all over him. Brian didn't complain and
kissed her. Her made-up eyes made her look older and very much like
Claire. This was Brian's fantasy come to life. He started to unbutton
her blouse.
She grabbed his arm and held on to stop him. "Wait, wait. There's
something I want to do before we start playing. I want to do your eyes
just like mine."
"Why?" The thought of eye makeup suddenly made Brian nervous. Slipping
on a nightgown or panties was okay, but putting makeup on his face seemed
extreme.
Mindy kissed him, thrusting her tongue in his mouth and pulling him close
enough to feel her bra and breasts pushing through. She whispered, "I
don't know. Seeing your hair all puffed up and pretty like that really
turned me on and well, I just want to see what you'd look like with
makeup, too."
When Brian didn't say no, Mindy started to add product to his hair again
and run her fingers through it. Brian watched the process and was amazed
at the volume. His hair stood out from his head and framed his face. It
looked even better than when Tiffany had styled it.
Mindy stood back and examined her work. "You should get your ears pierced
like mine, then we can share earrings."
Brian was struggling with his emotions. He really enjoyed his time with
Mindy. And with all that makeup on, she even looked like Claire. Claire
was the sexist thing Brian ever fantasized about. It wasn't easy holding
still while Mindy fussed with his eyes, adding liner, mascara, and color
on his lids. He wanted to grow big and strong. He wanted muscles. He
wanted to be a man, not some little boy who let his girl friend put makeup
on his face. But, as Mindy applied makeup to his face, he knew he was
getting caught up in Mindy's excitement.
"Oh, Brian. You have to see yourself. You look beautiful!"
Brian turned and stared at his reflection. He watched his mouth form an
'oh' of shock. His hair and eyes were glamorous. It was as if his brain
shut down and he was gliding along watching this from outside his body.
His layered hair, teased and moused; his made-up eyes, looking larger than
life, looking bluer than they should be. He felt an uncomfortable warmth
building inside himself. He recognized what was happening, he was getting
turned on by looking at his own image.
"This is so strange." He giggled. "I really do look different."
"You need lipstick." Mindy reached for a tube and frosted his lips. She
then kissed him hard. She unzipped his pants motioned for Brian to lift
his legs. As she pulling them off, "You don't need your school clothing
on, Brian. You need something sexy to go with your new look."
Before he could say peep, he was standing naked, embarrassed that his own
penis was standing straight out from his body betraying him. He was hard
and excited. As Mindy slide a cream colored teddy over his body and
smoothed the satin on his frame, she reached down and expertly tugged on
his member. "You look beautiful. C'mon with me and lets fool around. I
want you for myself."
For Brian, it was like kissing and holding his fantasy Claire. He was
erect and it felt good when Mindy pushed him on his back and lifted his
legs high in the air while she took him in her mouth.
Brian lay there feeling the warmth of sex spread through his body. He
raised his butt and used his hands to pull his legs up and spread them
further giving Mindy more access to his stuff. Mindy's tongue gently
caressed him and she expertly nipped at the soft flesh. He moaned.
Mindy turned around on top of Brian, pulling down her own pants and
panties. Exposing her own sex to his face, Brian reached up and thrust
his tongue deep inside her. As they moved closer to each other and
supported their weight, they found their rhythm.
Brian's enhanced sense of smell increased his passion. He felt Mindy's
wetness cover his face, bathing him in her juices. His salivation added
to the warmth. Brian felt Mindy's tongue probe his bottom and then when
fingers spread him, he moaned. It felt good.
He pushed hard with his mouth, his lips and tongue pushing and sucking.
Mindy started to moan and squirm. As Mindy orgasmed, she pressed herself
down on his face. Her body writhed and bucked. She pushed her fingers
deeper in him and licked and sucked deep on his penis. Brian felt himself
pump and spurt.
Mindy continued to go at him even after he had cum. Brian was satisfied
but knew she wanted more and worked hard to bring her to climax two more
times.
He knew she was done when she spun around and kissed his soaked face. The
sex smell permeated the sheets and them.
Brian suddenly felt very self-conscious about being dressed up. He wanted
to jump up and change back to his old self but knew that wasn't smart. He
kissed Mindy and licked her all over. She purred with pleasure.
When she was finally ready to open her eyes and talk, Brian asked help
removing the makeup. Mindy showed him how to wipe the makeup off using a
lotion, then washing his face and moisturizing his skin.
As he walked home, Brian though about how his life was changing.
Between his growth spurt and his Mindy time, Brian had never felt this
happy. Soon, it would be summer. He was growing larger and feeling
better about his future.
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