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Life is weird (Part 2) Almost an hour later, 4 doctors entered in the room. They asked my family to leave the room to make a final examination on my body. Once my family went out, the doctor with gray hair and goat beard introduced himself: "Hi, Carl. I am Doctor Roger Wittman, the head of the doctor group who will carry out the operation." I greeted him and the other doctors. They took blood and spit samples, and they examined my body carefully after opening the bandages. After the examination, Dr. Wittman spoke confidently: "Everything seems to be okay for the operation. We do not have much time to lose. We want to perform the operation as soon as possible. Carl, just relax and believe that you are in correct hands." "I trust you all" I said with a weak voice. "That is great" he continued. "Now the nurses will make you sign a few documents which are necessary for official procedures. After that we will perform the operation. See you in the operation theatre!" He squeezed my hand and smiled sincerely. "Okay Dr. Wittman. See you" I said while they are getting out of the room. As I had started my journey which goes to unknown, I was no more thinking about if I was doing right or wrong. I was just obeying what they were telling me to do. Then a nurse came with a few documents in her hand and asked me to read and sign them. After reading the papers, I signed them and handed them back her. While she was going out I requested her to call my family into the room. She nodded her head approvingly. A few second later, mom, dad, Jack, Aunt Laura and Alice came in. They were all looking rather anxious. They renewed their supportive comments and wanted me to feel relaxed. Yet, it was difficult to do so. I was no longer controlling the process. Two nurses came into the room and one of them called out to all "Everything is ready for the operation. We should take him to the operation theatre." There was an anxious noise in the room. The nurses started drag my bed towards the operation theatre. Mom held my hand throughout the short journey while others walk behind. While we were entering the operation room, I kissed mom`s hand and said "I love you mom" with tears in my eyes. "Me too" she said while sobbing heavily. The nurses pushed the door and they all disappeared behind the door. I was in the operation room in front of six doctors. Dr. Wittman spoke again ` Hi again Carl! Everything is perfectly ready for the operation. Let me introduce you the operation team. These are Dr. Bill Morris and Dr. Jason Dawn. They will take part in the reproductive system transplantation operation with me. The ones here are Dr. Arthur Courtney, Dr. Gordon Allison and Dr. Matthew Long. They will make the plastic surgery operation when we finish the first operation." I greeted them with my head. Dr. Wittman continued "We will not wake you up between the operations. After all operations are completed, you will gain consciousness. Is that all right?" I nodded my head to show that I understood everything. After a few minutes, everything was ready for the operation. One of the doctors gave the anesthesia and everything went blank in a few seconds. *** I opened my eyes, slowly. Everything was blurred at first. I closed my eyes, waited for a while to gain so0me strength and opened them again. I tried to move my head but I was too weak to do it. I tried to moan, but I could not do it either. "She is awake!" I heart a female voice close to me. She came closer and held my wrist to take my pulse. Then everything started to dawn on me. I was still in the hospital and the operation had already finished. I tried to speak, but it gave me a great pain. "Do not try to speak please. You had an operation on your vocal cords as well. Do not try to move. Just lay still please." I looked at her with fainted eyes. I was feeling very weak. I just closed my eyes and lay without a motion. Then I heart a male voice "Is everything all right?" The nurse on the bedside answered "Yes, she has just gained her consciousness." I realized that the nurse was calling me as a `she`. It was really weird to be called with a feminine pronoun. I was so weak and motionless that I could not give any reaction to her. Yet, it was apparent that the operation was successful and I was a `she` anymore. When he came closer, I recognized that it was Dr. Wittman. I tried to smile at him but it could not do it either. My face, throat, chest, abdomen.. almost all parts of my body were in bandages and making moves were giving me great pain. "Do not try to move or speak Carl. Just respond my questions with your right thumb. Up is yes down is no, okay?" I raised my thumb up. "That is great!" He appreciated my cooperation. "The operation was very successful. First we carried out the complete reproduction system operation. It was a difficult one, and lasted almost 5 hours. It was completed successfully. Then the other 3 doctors whom I introduced to you before the operation, made the plastic surgery operations. First of all, they made small adjustments on your cheek bones, nose and lips. Then, they worked on your vocal cords. They readjusted them as well in order to make your voice feminine. In sum, everything went well. For the next one month, your body will be in bandages. You will get nutrition via serum, I mean via intravenous solutions. A special mechanism will be used for your toilet requirements. The nurses will explain them to you later. You should never try to speak or open the bandages during this period. One month later, all the bandages will be opened and you will be introduced to your new body. By the way, during this period, we want to apply the hormone therapy as well. Dr. Tiffany Carroll will inform you about it a few hours later. Is everything all right?" I raised my thumb up again. "Great, then, I will examine you later again. Bye for now." He squeezed my shoulder softly and went out. A few minutes later, I heard fussy footsteps in the corridor, than the door was opened and my family members went in. They all came around my bed. My mom spoke first "How are you honey? How do you feel?" I nodded my head positively to show that I am okay. "How are you son?" My father asked. His voice was rather compassionate. To be addressed as a `son` by him was quite normal up to that time, but for the new circumstances, it was a bit weird. It was apparent that he had not adjusted to the new reality yet. I nodded softly again. "Come on, do not make him.. I mean her.. tired. Do not you see she is rather weak" Aunt Laura warned my father and mother kindly. It was obvious that she was more successful in adjusting to the new situation. She looked into my eyes and smiled intimately. I tried to do the same, but I could not smile either. "Do not move sweetie. You will feel better!" she added. In the past, my mom and aunt would address me as `sweetie`, `dear` or `honey`, but not so often. Now hearing these words was different. Were they doing purposefully? I could not be sure. And I was so tired to think of such issues. They told me that they were all so happy for the success of the operation and re-stated their support for me. Their acts and speeches were both considerate and sincere. I felt so lucky for having such a great family. I saw Jack standing behind them. He came closer with apologizing eyes. He seemed to be rather sorry for the situation. "Sorry Carl... I am really very sorry. This is entirely my mistake. I wish we could turn back to that morning. I wish I had not started that silly quarrel. I wish.. I wish.. I wish,.. Sorry, I am really sorry" He was about to cry while uttering these sentences. He looked into my eyes begging for forgiveness. I, on the other hand, was not accusing him for the accident. It was totally my mistake. I should have been more careful while driving. In fact, we might have been quarrelling about another point when we had the crash. Yet, it affected me to see that he was sorry for that accident. I squeezed his hand softly. As he got it as a sign of forgiveness, he smiled happily. `Thank you Carl. Thank you. I love you so much. You have always been a great brother. And I am sure that you will be a great sister as well." He held my hand firmly. I nodded my head to show that I appreciate his attitude. Then, the door was opened and Alice appeared in the entrance. "Hey it is great to see you together so close!" she said when she saw that we were hand in hand with Jack. She came closer and kissed my bondage covered cheek. "It is great to see you again" I nodded softly as a reply. "Yes, Alice, she is great. I just told her. Carl was a great brother. Now she will be a great sister for me" "She... who is she?" Alice asked making all of us confused. "I mean, Carl" Jack answered. He seemed to be a bit irritated by Alice`s question as she acted insensitively. "No I do not mean that Jack. What I mean is that what will be her new name. It will not be still `Carl` I think. Actually this was something that I had never thought of. Yes, Alice was right. I needed a new name. It was not possible for me to use the name `Carl` anymore. "Do you have any name on your head, Carl?" she turned me and asked. Then a new second later "What about Carla?` she added. Actually 'Carla` was the closest option for `Carl`. Yet, I was not sure if it was a good idea to select a name which was so close. If I were to adjust a new life as a girl, it would be better to do so with a totally new one. But I did not have any name on my mind. I nodded my head negatively. The door was opened again. This time my mom and my aunt who had gone out for a few seconds came in. "What are you talking about?" Aunt Laura asked. "We were discussing about what Carl`s new name should be. I suggested `Carla` but we are not sure about it" Alice answered. "I have had two sons.. Carl and Jack" my mom started. "If I had a daughter, I was planning to name her as `Ashley`. I did not have a change to have a daughter. But, now I have a daughter." She came and held my hand. "and I want to call her as ' Ashley`." She added. There was a very sweet sparkle in her eyes. I nodded my head slowly but positively to show that I accepted the name she offered. She squeezed my hand and said "Ashley... Ashley Willard.. Welcome to our lives my sweet daughter" she said with compassionate looks. I was in tears, yet I could not give any further reaction. `Ashley Willard` I repeated in my mind. `I am Ashley Willard` It was rather strange to be `Ashley` after living 19 years as a `Carl`, but I had no other choice, and I had to accept the reality as it was. A middle aged woman with black hair came in. She was holding some documents in her hand. `Hi everybody! I am Dr. Tiffany Carroll. I am here for the hormone therapy" She introduced herself. She was the doctor Mr. Wittman mentioned a few hours ago. The people in the room was about to stand up to leave the room, she continued "You can stay here if you want. What I will explain concerns you as well" They all sat back. After greeting me and the others she sat to the chair next to my bed. She was about to be in her mid-forties, there was some wrinkles on her face, but she was still very beautiful for her age. "We will start the hormone therapy today which will last almost one month. I want to complete it till your bandages will be opened. We will apply intensive hormone therapy in which 4 different chemicals will be used. Before starting, I should state that there is no need for you to worry about them. They do not have any side effects or they do not trigger any disease like cancer. The drugs that we will use will help your body to produce estrogen. Your body does not produce any testosterone after the operation, yet it should learn how to produce its own estrogen. These drugs will be useful to that end. You will take four pills every morning and every night. At the end of the four week-period, your breast will have developed in considerable size. Besides, you will have lost a great deal of your body hair. And lastly, since your body will store the fat on your hips and buttocks, you will have a more feminine look down there." These words were really strange for me. They were even offensive. After looking at the document in her hand, she continued "You are lucky; here it says that you have already relatively larger hips compared to the boys in your age. Moreover, you have got narrow shoulders and your body is not much hairy. These are all good news." `Were they good news?' They were the realities that I had been ashamed of all my life. Yet, who knows, they might be an advantage as a girl as she commended. These were the thoughts that I had in my mind while listening to her. "You will also be less muscular and physically less strong at the end of this therapy. This last statement may seem to be very negative for you but believe me that being physically weak is not a big deal for a girl, even it is normal. There will be many gentlemen around you who will be willing to carry your belongings" she finished her words with a smile. I had never been a strong guy, and she was telling me that I would be weaker. She was right in stating that it would not be a big deal for a girl. But was I a girl? Almost all my body was covered in bandages. I had no idea about how my body looked like. Yes, as far the doctors said, I had all female genitals though nothing was visible. It was as if everything was a hallucination and I was still a total boy. `I wish it was all a nightmare!` I thought. "That is all what I should tell about the therapy. Do you have any question?" she asked all of us. "She will get 8 pills a day, is that correct?" Mom asked for conformation. "Yes, four in the morning and four at night. The nurses are informed about it. I want you to provide maximum support for her" she finished her words while standing up. "Certainly" mom answered while accompanying her to the door. I started to take the pills in liquid form in serums which were given to me for nutrition. 'It was really a long, weird and tiresome day` I thought myself when I was alone in the room before sleeping. I had female genitals now, which meant that I was a girl. In thick bondages, however, I was not feeling any different. They were very thick and covering all my body, which was rather irritating. `Did I make the right choice? Will I be able to adjust a new life as a girl?` 'Will everything be okay?" These were some of the questions that I was asking myself again and again. I was not expecting to be beautiful or sexy girl. On the contrary, I did not want to be so. Throughout my life, I was an invisible man who was not popular among girls. I would prefer to be an ugly girl who did not attract any attention. In this way, I would be possible to continue my silent life. My biggest dread was to become a creature who was neither a boy nor a girl. In such a case, everybody would make fun of me. While having such thoughts, I fell asleep. The next day was relatively uneventful. I watched TV, read magazines in my room all day. My mom, dad, Aunt Laura, Alice, Jack were all in the hospital. But they seemed to be relatively less anxious compared to the day before. Nurses gave me some painkillers along with the pills since the operation scars started to cause great troubles for me. The following day was a similar one. I was just lying on the bed watching television or reading something. At the end of the day, my father and Jack turned back to Gainesville since everything was settled and there was no urgent need for them. My mom, Aunt Laura and Alice started to accompany me in the hospital in turn. Every day, only one of them was staying with me. The days were really boring and they were all the same. At the seventh day, Annette Hawkins, the psychologist who convinced me to accept the operation, visited me in the hospital. Seeing her made me feel better. I had positive feelings for this woman and I found her attitude intimate and positive. She repeated her support for me. I tried to answer her questions by writing my responses to a paper. She also stated that we would see each other very often once the bandages were opened. While leaving she kissed my head and congratulated for my efforts for the process. It was the fourteenth or fifteenth day after the operation, when I wake up with a great pain on my chest. It had been itchy since the beginning of the therapy, but I there was no pain till that day. The nurse gave me some painkillers and she told me that it was a natural result of the hormone therapy, which was an indication for developing breasts. In the following days, I had some pains as well, yet they were not so strong. My chest was still very itchy, but I could not do anything as it was covered by bandages. I was also having some mood changes. I was suddenly starting to cry in the middle of the night without a reason. I had become rather sentimental. According to the nurses, this was because of the high level of estrogen given to my body. *** Finally, the big day came. One month had passed after the operation, and it was the date that the doctors had foreseen to open the bandages. My Mom, Aunt Laura, Alice and me.. We were all very excited in that morning. My pains had already vanished and I was feeling quite well. I was feeling strong enough to be able to walk and move. If had not had the bandages, I would have walked myself without any help. We were all in the room, and we started to wait for Dr. Wittman and others. Contrary to our expectation, a woman gynecologist who was in her mid-forties came in around 10 a.m. "Hi, I am Dr. Chase. I will examine the patient and open the bandages" she said after greeting us. "We were expecting Dr. Wittman" said my mom with confused looks. "Our patient has a special situation. She will see her body for the first time, and it is a rather sensitive issue. Dr. Wittman thought that she would feel more comfortable with a female doctor in such a case, so he sent me instead" She explained. Dr. Wittman seemed to be very considerate. It was right that I would be more comfortable with a female doctor rather than a male one. Dr. Chase requested others to leave the room. When they all left out, we were alone in the room. `Come on sweetie! Let's check what we have!" she said with a motherly smile. "Are you excited?" she asked looking into my eyes. I nodded my head anxiously. Actually I was both excited and anxious. Although I was really bored, the past one month was far easier for me. Due to the bandages, I could not see the differences on my body. Hence, I had never felt completely female during this period. The only difference was that everybody was calling me with feminine pronouns like `she` or `her` which I got used to in time. Now, it was the big day. It was the day that I was going to meet my new body. She smiled positively and came closer. First she held and squeezed my hand. "It is quite normal for you to be excited and anxious, I can understand that. But at least, you will be able to speak from now on.. Let`s start with it.." She said as she started to take out the special gadget that was placed on my throat for protection. She slowly took it out after removing the bandages around it. I felt better in a few seconds. It was very irritating to have such a gadget on my throat. It was easier for me to breath once the gadget was removed. "Yes, let`s check your voice then.. Tell me something!" "What should I say?" These were the first words that I uttered as a female. It was a high pitched and completely feminine voice. "What should I say say?" I repeated. It was totally girlish, which made me feel both unhappy and happy at the same time. Unhappy because it was notthe voice that I got used to. Happy because it was not a voice which was neither male, nor female. It was a totally suitable voice for my new role in the society. "Hmm that is really sweet. I loved it. Completely feminine" These were her first comments on my voice. "Thank you" I said trying to smile kindly but the bandages on my face did not allow it. "Yes, speak up honey, tell me more things, you must have missed speaking after such a long time!" she said in a laughing mood. "What should I say?" repeated again. I was so bewildered. "Tell me how you feel?" `Hmm yes, I feel rather different. I am glad that my voice is all feminine. The biggest dread of mine was to become a creature which is neither male nor female. Now at least my voice is totally feminine. I wish my body will be so, too" This was a long answer that I gave with my female voice. Actually I loved this voice, too. It was sweet and intimate. "That is great then.. Let`s see your face!" She started to open the bandages carefully. She was doing it very sensitively in order not to give any harm to my face. She removed all of them and looked at me silently. I was trying to read her mind. It was rather serious at first `Oh it must be horrible!` I though myself for a few seconds "Oh my god, You are beautiful! That is really awesome!" She said opening her eyes widely. "Honey, you have become a beauty! Fabulous!" I touched my face with my hands. "Really?" That was the only word that I could say. She brought a mirror and said "Come on, check yourself" I looked at the mirror. There was a beautiful girl looking at me. It was looking like Carl to some extent, but rather girlish. My lips were fuller and my cheeks were far more feminine. I touched my nose with my hand. It was also a bit smaller than before. Nothing seemed to be fake. They were so sweet and girly. My blonde hair apparently got longer in the last one month, which was a bonus for my feminine looks. "What do you think?" she asked. "Hmm yes, That is beautiful. I liked it" "No it is not beautiful, It is awesome!. You are a lucky girl!" "Thank you" I said blushing softly. "Hmm when you blush, you become so sweet!" she said smiling at me. "Thank you very much" I said with my feminine voice blushing one more time. `Himm, I started to be very curious. Let`s see how your body looks like!" she said and started to take off the bandages from my body. Although I did not have any plastic operation on my chest, it was also covered with bandages because of the first accident when two of my ribs had been broken. When the bandages were all off, two perky hills bounced on my chest. I grasped them in full hands. "So soft" I said silently. I touched at the nipples and saw that they were rather sensitive as well. "Hmm it is almost B cup, it is interesting!` Dr Chase said. "Is something wrong?" I asked anxiously. "No hun, on the contrary it is great for you. We were expecting you to develop breast only in A cup, but these are bigger than we had foreseen. Yet, you are not so big either." That was right, these breasts could not be viewed as `busty`, but they were not so small either. "Will they develop any further?" I asked curiously. "Do you want so?" She asked with a laugh. "No, I just wondered" I said blushing again. "Himm the effects of therapy must have already stopped. So not now. But when you become a mother and start breastfeeding, they will get bigger naturally." `Me?, a mother? Breastfeeding?` They were all so weird expressions and they were completely out of my context. I blushed again and just nodded as a response. "Now it is time for the rest. " She said and started to remove the bandages below my chest. Once they were all off, I was completely naked on the table. There was a little mound on the exact place where my penis used to exist. I touched at the mound curiously. It had two very sensitive lips which were really soft. I curiously parted them and felt the hole in between. It was my vagina. The biggest sign of my feminity. I had really complicated feelings. Yes I was a girl, with a vagina, or with a pussy should I call it? I was no more a man with a cock. There was just a hole in its place with sensitive lips and with a sensitive clit. While touching them, I missed my cock very much. "I wish it was still here" I said silently. "Please lie back and part your legs. I will make an examination" She said with a professional look. I did what she said. I was looking at the ceiling and my legs were semi parted, making me feel rather vulnerable. She came closer and started to examine my new genitalia with her fingers. She was touching my outer and inner lips my clit and the entrance of my hole. "Himm everything seems to be all right" she said professionally after examining my female genitals. `Okay, sweetie, it is great. The results of the operation are perfect. You have fully functioning female genitals now. Congratulations!" she said with serious looks. She held the mirror for me to see my new genitals better. The vagina that I saw in the mirror was very similar to the ones that I had seen many times in porn movies. In many of such movies, women were parting their legs and playing with their pussies. The view in the mirror was a similar one. Yet, it was my vagina and I was the woman in the mirror. "That is weird, really weird!" I said softly. "What is weird?" Dr. Chase asked looking at my face. "I am a woman in full sense. It is really weird" I responded with my feminine voice. "It is quite normal for you to have such feelings right now. But trust me, you will get used to being a woman very soon`. And the estrogen that your body is producing right now will help you in this process" she said with a serious but friendly look. "As for your body, that is awesome. Your hips collected so much fat in the right places in the last one month, so they are round and curvy. As you see, your body is so smooth and hairless. These are all results of the hormone therapy." She was right; my hips were larger than they used to be. My bum was looking rather round and curvy. My legs were smooth and completely hairless. It was also apparent that I had already lost an important part of my muscles. My body was far softer than it used to be. "Everything is all right. Congratulations sweetie!" She said squeezing my shoulders. "Do you want your family to see you naked?" she asked raising her eyebrows. "It is so embarrassing to be fully naked, especially in a body that I am not accustomed to. I want to get dressed now" I said with anxious eyes. "Okay than" she said. "We do not have any clothes for you. But you can wear this hospital uniform" She said and handed me some clothes from one of the drawers. "Thank you Dr. Chase. Thank you very much for your support" I said while she we heading towards the door. `You are welcome sweetie. You are also one of us". She said with a smile while she was getting out of the room. I wore the hospital uniform swiftly as I knew that in a few seconds mom and others would come in. *** The door of the room was opened and they all came in. Mom came closer with fast steps and hugged me firmly. "Oh my god! oh my god! You look beautiful. My sweetie; You look adorable!" She started to touch my face with her hands. "Thank you mom. Thank you very much" I said shyly. "What a cute voice" Aunt Laura commented. "My dearest, you look lovely" she added. Alice came and hugged me firmly. "You look really awesome Ashley. I am so happy to see you so well!" She kissed me on the cheek. They were all analyzing my body with careful looks. "Please take off your clothes and let us see what you have in it" Alice asked with a curious look. "No way!" I said with a blush. "Come on Ashley! We are your family. And we are all women. Do not be shy!" my mom said coming closer. "Please Ashley, we are all so curious. The doctor saw your body. I think we have got the right to see it as well" Aunt Laura insisted. "Okay, then" I said meekly and took of the hospital uniform. They were examining my naked body with their eyes and it was really very embarrassing. I instinctively covered my breasts and crotch with my hands. "You look adorable, Ashley" said Alice with admiring looks. "A great figure! Perfect! Especially those perky tities!" She came and touched them playfully. "Go away Alice!" I said with a smile. "You look really very beautiful my sweetie. I am so lucky to have such a beautiful daughter!` said my mom said with tears in her eyes. Aunt Laura came and hugged me as well " So nice, so sweet!" she said kissing my cheeks. "Can I wear the uniform now? I feel so embarrassed to be naked in from of you!" "Okay sweetie, but not the uniform. We brought some clothes for you. But do not worry they are not much feminine. We tried to select unisex clothes" They were really very considerate to bring unisex clothes. I was not ready to wear girlish things. They had brought white cotton panties with a bra in the same color. A large white t-shirt and unisex blue jeans. Yet, when I wore them, it was still totally apparent that I was a woman in full sense. Especially the hills on my chest, the roundness of my hips and the flat triangle on my crotch were the obvious indicators of my womanhood. We got out of the hospital with slow steps. Mom and Alice were walking close to me, since they were very anxious that I might fall down easily. But I was feeling myself well. I did not have any pain and getting out of the hospital and seeing the sunshine after one month was precious for me. When we arrived in the car park, I saw Aunt Laura`s car which had already been repaired. Actually I had forgotten about it. I had caused so much trouble for her by having an accident in her car. I apologized several times until we got in the car. "It is not important sweetie. Fortunately you are both healthy. The damage on the car is not a problem. Besides, the insurance company paid all the damage. So you do not need to worry about it" She said while kissing me on the cheek intimately. I was happy to hear that the car had full insurance and she had not paid any money because of me. On the way home, I was looking at the streets of San Diego from a different perspective. I was in these streets one month ago, as a male in male clothes in the same car. This time however, as a girl, in female clothes. `Life is so weird` I said softly while looking out of the window. When we arrived in the house, they had prepared a surprise for me. The room where Jack and I used to stay one month ago was re-decorated for me. It was arranged as a suitable room for a young woman. Big mirrors, make- up set, female perfumes and other accessories etc. The wardrobe was full of female clothes as well. Skirts, jeans, blouses, t-shirts, shirts, socks, panties, bras,,etc... a lot of clothes and underwear in varying colors. I hugged all of them one by one. Having such a loving family was my biggest chance in the world. I was so happy to have them around me. When I was alone in the room, I decided to have a long bath. Actually, I had not had a shower more than one month and I was smelly. In the hospital, the open parts of my body were cleaned by some liquids to provide my personal hygiene, yet it was not sufficient. I sniffed my armpits. The odor was different, very feminine. `Because of the estrogen` I thought myself. I took off my clothes slowly and started to analyze my body in the mirror. In the hospital room, I could not check it in full sense as I was embarrassed by the doctor and my family members. Now that I was alone, I was no more embarrassed to check my own body. In the mirror, a beautiful young woman was looking at me, a completely naked one. Again, I remembered the porn movies that I had watched. I was so accustomed to see such girls in the movies. But this time I was not only watching but also acting. It was my own body rather than another girl`s. I tried to get used to my body parts by touching them with my fingers. I grasped my soft round breasts. They were so soft, so sensitive. I played with the nipples, they were far bigger than they used to be and they had become very sensitive as well. Then I turned back and parted my butt cheeks. They were significantly more round and curvy compared to one month ago. I slowly bent over and saw that my vagina lips became visible between my butt chicks. I faced the mirror again and parted the lips of my vagina. I pushed my finger on the hole between the lips slowly. It was very sensitive. My whole body was startled even with a small push. My finger seemed to be very large for the small whole, and I wondered how a real penis would fit in it. Suddenly I was very embarrassed with what I was doing and stopped. I had no intention to masturbate. I was just trying to learn my own body, which was in fact quite natural. But I got embarrassed any way. Then, I got under the water and had a long and relaxing shower. After the shower, I dried my hair and put on my bra and panties. Then I opened the wardrobe that contained the clothes they bought for me. I could not dare to wear a nightie as I was not ready for it. I just took white pajamas and put them on. As I was just getting ready for bed; the door of the room was knocked. It was mom who came to talk to me. "Ashley, sweetie, can we talk a little bit?" she asked. "Yes, Please come in mom" I invited her in kindly. "How was your bath? Are you feeling any better?" "Yes, mom. It was pretty relaxing... Mom, what will happen now?" `What do you mean? "I mean, what will I do now? Will I turn back to Gainesville and continue my education there?" "Actually I came here to talk about it. We need to talk about your future. At this point, your preferences are important" She was looking into my eyes with concerned looks. "I do not want to continue my education at UF any more, mom. Everybody there knows me as Carl. Even with a new identity and with a new story, I will have difficulties in adapting my new life there." Then the door of the room was knocked again. This time Alice and Aunt Laura came in. " What are you talking as mother and daughter?" Aunt Laura asked with a smile. "We were talking about her school issues. She does not want to go on her education in the University of Florida" "Hmm, I can understand your concerns, Ashley" said Aunt Laura. The smile on her face was replaced with a serious expression. "Listen, why do not you go on your education here? We can transfer you to a university here and stay together!" "That is a marvelous idea mom!" Alice screamed with excitement. "We can be together here and have lots of fun" "I do not know" I said with puzzled eyes. "What do you think mom?" I asked her to take her idea. "It sounds reasonable for me. You do not know anybody here except for us and the doctors in the hospital. So, everybody in your new school will be totally new. Besides, you will be with your aunt, so I will not have to worry about you, yes I liked the idea" she finished her words looking at her sister. "Then, we agreed; you are staying here!" said Alice cheerfully. "Are there any news from that organization on the identity record issues?` Aunt Laura asked turning to my mom. "Not, yet. But they told me that they will make the necessary formal applications for the preparation of the birth, identity and school records in a few days. All of them will be prepared as if Ashley had been living in another state in USA and had education in one of the universities in that state. They will also show her as a transfer student who will continue her education in the University of Florida" "Then, we should inform them that she wants to transfer to a university in San Diego rather than UF" added Aunt Laura to her words. "Exactly. I will inform them about this change tomorrow" my mom stated. "It is great that you will be here" said Alice and kissed me on the cheek. We all laughed her childish manners. "Then let`s have some sleep. It was a long and tiring day!" said mom while standing up. They all said good night and went to their rooms. Yes, another important issue about my future was determined. How fast was everything happening? 'Life is weird, really weird!' I muttered before falling asleep. The next morning I woke up by the laughters coming from the kitchen. Mom and others were preparing the breakfast. I remembered my first days in this house and smiled sadly. Those two mornings were very similar to this one, with one difference. I was 'Carl' then. I yawned and went to the bathroom to wash my face. In the mirror, I smiled at my new face and combed my hair with my hands. `What a chick!` I whispered with a smile. Then, I put on the t-shirt and the unisex jeans that I wore the day before and went to the kitchen. "Good morning Ashley!" "How was your sleep" "Did you sleep well?" were some of the questions asked me by mom and auntie. While I was answering them, Alice appeared in the room. "Come on Ashley! Those clothes were only for yesterday! You should wear something feminine. You are not planning to wear those unisex clothes from now on, are you?" "Good morning, Alice" I said causing the others to laugh. "No, I am serious Ashley. You should not wear those clothes. I want my cousin to look wonderful" "I am comfortable in them Alice. I feel happy in this way." "You may be comfortable, but it is still not right" "Why not" I asked wondering her reason. "Because you are developing a new persona as a woman and trying to get used to your new role in the society. If you wear such clothes, you will only make the adjustment process more difficult. Wearing more feminine clothes will help you to adapt your new role. Do not forget, you were afraid of becoming a creature that is neither male nor female. If you want to be a complete woman, you should act, think and dress like a woman" It was a long speech, but an effective one. Although I did not reveal it, I agreed her. If I were to become a woman, I should be so, in all respects, not partly. Yet as a reaction, "We can think about it after breakfast" I said. After the breakfast, she dragged me back to my room holding my arm. Opening the wardrobe, she chose a pink top and light blue tight jeans for me. She also selected sexy black bra and panties for me. "Are not they too assertive?" I asked looking at her eyes. "Sure, not. All women are wearing such clothes including me. We will choose even more sexy outfits for you later. But these are okay for today!" I handed the clothes and started to analyze the silky fabric with my fingers. I had never touched female underwear up to that time. They were so soft and fully feminine. I looked at Alice with surrendering eyes. "Ok.. I will wear them. Can you leave me alone please?" "That is what I wanna hear! Be cooperative like this, sweetie" She said with a smile while leaving the room. Though I had a little difficulty in wearing the bra, I was fully dressed up in a few seconds. Opening the door, I saw Alice waiting for me. "Yes, what do you think?" I asked looking into her eyes. "You look wonderful, doll. These clothes are far better than the ones you wore yesterday." She started to check my body with her eyes. " I must say that you have a great butt, and perfect round breasts` she commented in a playful tone. "Look at yourself!" I replied with a shy smile. Actually that was right. She had a perfect big round butt just like her mother`s. Aunt Laura`s body was really great, especially for her age. She had big, firm, round butt and D cup breasts. When I was a boy, I used to call such middle aged women as MILF just like many other guys on my age did. At this respect, it was apparent that Alice looked after her mom, since she had round C cup breasts and a large sexy butt. She was also a little plumb but not fat at all. "Hmm, so sexy" she commented once more looking at my body. I checked myself on the mirror. The pink top made me look very feminine. It had straps on my bare shoulders revealing a cleavage below. The jeans tightly fit on my body revealing my flat crotch overtly. My butt chicks were parted by the tight jeans as well. It was not as comfortable as the previous clothes, yet it was for sure that I looked better. "Being a woman means revealing more skin, you have to obey it. You have to play the game according to its rules, sweetie!` she said coming closer. "I have a surprise for you. Now we will go to a beauty salon for manicure, pedicure and hair-style." She added. "Really?" I looked at her desperately. "Yeah really. Being a woman is not as easy as you think, young lady. You should get used to it!" She said slapping at my cheek softly. As far as I could understand, it would not be easy for me to get used to such issues. A few minutes later, we were at the door to get out. I chose white sneakers which appeared to go with my light blue jeans and pink top. While I was putting them on, Alice, my new fashion designer, commented: "Sneakers, yeah, well they are okay!, They will make you look sporty, but if you wear high heeled boots, you will be far more sexy!" "Come on Alice! I am not trying to be sexy. I have no intention to be so." "But should try to look sexy!" "Why?" "Because women want to look sexy all the time. This is something instinctive that naturally occurs. We want to capture male attention. Even female animals have some tricks to get male attention, you know., You are a woman and as I said before, you should play the game with its own rules. "But I am not into boys, why should I try to be so?" "Listen, Ashley, you may not want to develop a relationship with a man right now, and I appreciate it. But you will feel more feminine and more respected by others when you display your beauty. I do not mean that you should look slutty. There is a huge difference between being sexy and being slutty. Do not be slutty but try to be beautiful and sexy" "Do you think that I should wear high heels now?" "Not now, you are not accustomed to walk in high heels. So we should make some walking practise first. Tonight we can do it" said Alice with naughty looks. 'Okay, okay, okay! You are very assertive!" I said with a smile. I felt myself lucky to have a cousin like her especially in a situation when I was trying to adjust my new life as a girl. After saying good bye to mom and auntie, we were out. End of Part 2.