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A Change of Life Part 7 by LaShaunda... I did a quick check of both my daughters as they came down ready for ballet class. Both were wearing their black leotards and white tights, plus sneakers. To "cover up," they both had on tight pink "booty" shorts, which were very cute and "form-fitting" over their butts. Both girls had their nappy hair done up in "ballet buns," and they clutched their dance bags. "Do each of you girls have spare tights, and your ballet slippers." "Yes momma," came the reply. "Good," I said. As for me, I was wearing a simple but tight white dress and a pair of tan pantyhose. Actually, I was very excited that it would be me taking my girls to ballet tonight, as I had never seen the Shanice Collins ballet school before. I was very excited to hopefully catch a peek into the studio and watch them dance. Even more than that, however, I was very excited to see how they were getting along and interacting with all of their other African-American peers in a socal setting. There was a part of me that couldn't wait to see my girls acting like the two sassy "ghetto-gurls" that it seemed they had the potential to be. First, however, we'd stop at the mall and pick up dresses for the upcoming concert. As we got in the car, I struck up a conversation with Tanisha... "So gurl, who be dis fine young man whos you gonna be goin wif' to da concert ??" "Oh momma, I'm so embarrased," she blushed, not really wanting to disclose details... "Oh come on now suga pie.... If Is gonna buy you da dress, I's gott to know sumthin about him..." "I really don't want to say.... I'm so embarassed momma.... You know I used to like girls. I even had a girlfriend once. "Has your friend Danielle been invited to the concert too?" I asked. "Yes momma," said Tanisha, " but there is another boy who says he want to sit in da seat next to me..." "Then who is he?" I replied. "It be DeShaun," interrupted Ashanti sassily, "and he be a Senior Football player..." "A Senior," I said with surprise... "Yeah," said Ashanti, "he be so tall and studly and dreamy...." Just then, my memories drifted back to the church services and all of the kids who were hanging around... "Hes not the one who is about 6;4'' and 240, wif all da bulging muscles," I asked? "DeShaun, I think?" "Yeah momma, he is," said Tanisha... "OMG, he is so hot..." "And I hear he be 'packin'' too," said Ashanti... "Packin?" I asked. "Yeah momma, I hear he be big, down' there, if u know what I mean...." "Ashanti, hush," I counseled her.... "What momma, Is just be sayin....?" This was crazy, not only was my son/daughter about to go out with a Senior boy a few years her senior, but I had to be very careful that she did not get hurt. After all, Tanisha was only just getting used to being a girl, and here she was ready to go out with a virtual adult, and someone who could possibly hurt her. "Well, I just hope he is a good kid," I replied. "And I hope that he's not some sort of wild gang banger." "Oh no momma, he's not," Tanisha said dreamily. "And he be goin' to college on a football and basketball scholarship. I only wish I could meet him there at Howard." "You can, when he's a senior and you're a freshman." "But I'll be back to being a white boy by then momma..." "Indeed." "Its so crazy," said Tanisha, "I used to be totally in love with all the cute white girls, but now, I feel like my thoughts are just "changing.".... Its like I feel so natural to just put on a dress to wear casually around the house. I also find I just start playing rap music, or I want to dance around for no reason." "Well, you are taking dance lessons," I said. We pulled up to the mall and got out of the car... The three of us headed inside the store and decided to check out the Afrotique boutique. We did not have much time before dance class, so we stayed in our tights and leotards and just checked out a few of the "off-the-rack" selections... "Oh momma," said Ashanti, "I'd like something that makes me feel special." "I think this dress would be great for you, and make you look so innocent,' I said, as I selected a pink/sparkly minidress with sequins and short sleeves from the rack. You'd look like a little black barbie doll. "Its great momma," she said as she rushed to try it on. "Momma," said Tanisha, "would you get mad if I picked out something a bit, um, sexy??? It's just that I'm starting to feel more and more like a woman, and I kind of want Tyrone to notice me, um, in that way, um, if you know what I mean." "Sexy is fine," I said. "Just not trashy or slutty. Find something you like and let me see." Ashanti came out in the dress and spun around, with an exhilirating smile on her painted Nubian face. Tanisha pulled a dress off the rack and said, "Oh momma, look".... It was a hybrid cocktail/animal-print dress... The skirt part and the right sleeve and torso were solid black velvet/nylon. The top left of the dress and the bustline were a very sexy orange-tiger print. The dress had long sleeves. Tanisha came out, and the dress was very form-fitting and molded to her curves. It also looked great worn with her ballet tights underneath. I did not like how the dress was a bit short, with the hemline coming just below her crotch. "But momma, most of da girls be wearin' such short dresses," she protested. "I don't want some frumpy long gown..." "Well," I said, "I guess it will be ok if you wear underwear and pantyhose underneath, that way the boys can't just look right up your skirt and see your goodies. If you wear tights with the dress than you can get it." "Thanks Momma!!" "Yeah, wear your dark brown sugar pantyhose, and it will look like you are wearing "Nothing at all"... And Ashanti will wear tights with her dress too..." "Sweet," said Tanisha, "I's gonna be lookin' so hot for DeShaun. "Great girls, but we gotta ring up and go to ballet now. Lets go pay for these and then take off." ---- We pulled up to Shanice's dance studio with only a few minutes to spare. Both of my girls were talking excitedly about ballet class. It was clear that they were really taking to dance... "Yeah," said Tanisha, "I's really be lookin' forward to performing the new combo, where we's get to shake our butts and do those arabesques." "I know you be wantin' to shake yo butt for Darius," jeered Ashanti. (Darius was also one of the two boys who danced ballet and performed in the troupe)... "No Wayyy... he be yo' boo," said Tanisha. In the lobby of the dance school, both girls took off their sneakers, and tied up their cute pink pointe shoes over their pretty white tights. All of the little ballerinas were so cute, sitting in a circle, doing their hair and pointe shoes, and talking excitedly about boys or upcoming dances. It was crazy to think that both of my erstwhile sons were joining them. I took a seat in the lobby, planning to read "Ebony" magazine to pass the hour (in between catching sneak peaks into the ballroom to catch glimpses of how my daughters were dancing... (Parents were discouraged from watching the class too long as to not distract their daughters)), I was distracted and shocked by something..... Darius, the black boy who performed on the "Soul Sista's" and also took ballet here, came up to me and held out his hand. I was totally caught off guard. I was most surprised, however, by the attire he was wearing..... Despite being a muscular and masculine young black adolescent, Darius was dressed from head to toe in the EXACT same ballet outfit that both my daughters wore, except he had no makeup and obviously no hair to style on his shaved head.... Darius wore pink pointe shoes and white opaque ballet tights under a black leotard. I studied his crotch, and it seemed he still had his "male bulge," but it was respectfully subdued and repressed with a dance belt. He also seemed to be wearing white panties underneath his white tights, which were still visible from under his leotard. "I'm sorry if I startled you, Mrs. Jackson," said Darius. (He was very nice and respectful)... "I just want to introduce myself and say how honored I am to be going with your daughter to the Lil' Romeo concert. I will treat her very respectfully..." "I'm, I'm, I'm sorry young man," I said, almost snickering... "Its just I'm shocked that you are dressed this way. It is the first time I've actually been to this studio...." "I'm not happy about it either," said Darius.... "The thing is that Mrs. Collins wants uniformity in the dance class, so all her students act 'as one,' She made the girls' uniform mandatory, instead of having 1 or 2 boys stand out. It is also easier to just perform ballets for recitals that have all-girl parts, instead of trying to awkwardly work a guy part into the performances... I love dance so much, that I don't mind dressing this way if I get to express myself." "I see, I see," I said, "But why don't you just go to another dance school where you could wear more, um, "masculine" attire ???" "Oh Mrs. Jackson," said Darius, "The next closest dance school in the white suburbs is over 30 miles away. But its not a big deal, once I go to college on a scholarship, I'll be up and outta here and able to do what I want." "Oh I see," I said, suddenly enlightened. Darius continued, "Yeah, its not a big deal, I don't think much about wearing girls' tights anymore. I also had to wear the white panties under my dance-belt too, as the dance belt chafed and "rode up" too much. The thing is though that white boys' briefs showed too much through my tights, so I had to go with girls undies.... No one here thinks anything of it though anymore." "Well, it is very nice to meet you young man, and I'm sure you and Ashanti will have a great time at the concert." "I know, I'm so excited. Also, did Ashanti tell you.... Me and here are doing a dance together at the ballet recital here at the end of May. We are putting on the Sleeping Beauty pas-de-deux, with me as the Prince, and her as the Princess. We have been practicing here after class..." "No," I said with surprise, "I had no idea when the recitals were held here." I also had no idea that my son was dancing with another boy !!! (and my son as the girl)... (I had thoughts now of Ashanti in a "full tutu," dancing a romantic dance with this guy standing in front of me. Darius went on, "Oh yeah, the May showcase basically covers everything learned this semester. Tonight, we are getting our recital costumes, which are red-velvet sparkly leotards and white tights. We'll be doing a group dance in this. Then, some others of us will do solos, and there is a group tap-number with black leotards and black tights. Finally, me and Ashanti have the showcase dance. Your daughter is already one of the top dancers here, and Tanisha is getting up there too." "Wow." "Yeah, and at the end of the year, this studio always produces "The Nutcracker".... Our version though is the "Hot Chocolate Nutcracker," which incorporates African themes into the production... But hey Mrs. J, it was nice talking to you, and class is going to begin." Darius ran off, skipping in his tights and pointe shoes. The other girls filed in. After class began, I went to the studio window and peeked in... Both Tanisha and Ashanti were twirling. They both fit right in with all of the other black girls in there. Darius and another black boy were also dancing, dressed in the same uniform and doing the same moves. That Danielle girl Tanisha liked was the only Caucasian in the class. She seemed to fit right in and was not treated any differently. I was impressed by the very advanced moves that the girls seemed to be performing. The class seemed far more difficult than the beginner ballet lessons I was taking on the side with Jenny !!! I guess the youth have much more capacity in their brains to take on new learning !!! In my ballet classes, I usually staggered about in tights and leotards, but these girls were twirling about on ther tip-toes and leaping and frolicing all over the floor. All of the girls were very slender, fit, and muscular, including mine. Just then, I had a tap on my shoulder... "LaShaunda," said anoher black woman, excitedly... "LaKeesha," I exclaimed !!! (she was wearing a black dress and black tights). "Hey Gurl...." "Nice to see you again. I'm so glad I's finally got to come up and see my girls in action. And which ones are your daughters, I asked ??" "Those two, on the end," said LaKeesha, pointing. "Aiesha and Shawquanda." "But listen, lets not hang out here and stare, the girls get distracted if they see their parents watching class. The teachers don't like it either, for that reason. Listen, lets go over to the Starbucks across the street and get a drink and chat. I'm buying.... Your girls will probably want to stay after a bit and practice with Darius anyway...' "Sounds good to me..." And with that, me and LaKeesha crossed the street and ordered two frappes.... Extra dark (lol)... ----- "So Gurlllll, how is James," said LaKeesha excitedly, "Ares you two gettin more serious ?" "Oh, you know," I said, dodging the question, "We are still just getting to know eachother." "And how is Kendrick," I asked... "Oh good, good," replied LaKeesha, "He just brought home a mega-bonus from a giant class-action lawsuit against Old Navy he was involved in. So this winter, he be takin' all of us to BARBADOS !!!" "Dayum girl," I replied, "It sounds like yous be doin' good." " I can't say we have it bad," said LaKeesha, "He is my sugar daddy... As long as I keep the household running, dinner on the table, and bed for him at night, I keep him pretty pleased, if you know what I mean... And I think James will soon see the same in you..." "Ahh, James..." I replied. "Oh, I have to be honest with you, I still have no idea where we are going or how serious I want to be with him. He can be a bit too.. overzealous... sometimes." "Well listen gurl," said LaKeesha, "Just between you and me, I knows fo a fact that James is crazy about you. Don't tell anyone I said this, but James goes on and on to Kendrick at work about you all the time. James is like a lovesick puppy... He is already planning which tropical Islands he wants to take you too... the cruise ships you will go on, and stuff like that." "Really," I said with shock, "James always plays it so cool with me." "Listen gurl," said LaKeesha, "You have caught a really big one here. Just between you and me, but we both KNOW how difficult it is to find a good and upstanding black man. You gotta hold on and don't let go." "I knows girl, but I still gotta make sure James is right for me. Race doesn't matter to me, but it is the person inside who counts".... (and here I was just a white male posing as a black woman for a temporary thing.) "I just wanted to let you know what you are dealing with," said LaKeesha... "And believe me gurl, I've been in your shoes too, or should I say heels." "What do you mean, like when you were dating Kendrick?" "Actually, a lot more than that," said LaKeesha... "You see my dear, I know everything about you, and I am very similar to you too. James told me and Kendrick everything..." I gulped. Fortunately, the cafe was empty. "It is quite all right my dear," she said, and she reached out to clasp my hand. "We are both sista's." "What do you mean you "Know Everything,"" I asked? "Oh sweetie," said LaKeesha, "Who do you think James was talking to before he even began dating you ???.... Kendrick. It was Kendrick's idea for James to do with you what my boo did with me...." "I still don't understand." "I know you haven't been a black woman for very long, and you still have so much to learn. And don't worry, I have done it all before too. James even asked me if I'd speak to you the next time I'd see you, and continue to mentor you in your development." "Uh, uh, I don't know what you are talking about." "Relax, I know that you and your girls have just started dressing as black ladies. And don't worry, you guys make VERY convincing black women. No one would suspect anything unless they looked very closely. James saw to that.... And 3 years ago, my two sons and I were just where you are now. You see, I was born as a white male and lived as one until I was 34, as were my two girls." "What, WHAA..." I said with shock, almost spilling my coffee. "I know, I know... I was not sure how exactly to tell you, in case you reacted badly. But I am letting you know that you have a bosom friend and someone you can always confide in. It is better this way, for your development." "But wait," I said, "I and my sons are just doing this temporarily for a job. We aren't going to be permanent black women. Look, my skin creame is fake and even runs off...." "Yeah, that is what I said too," said LaKeesha, laughing.... "And here I am now. I was a perfectly straight white guy... I was married to the lady who is now the Governor of Missouri, if you can imagine..." "Really ???" "Oh yeah, can you imagine the field day the press would have if they found out? But I have a brand new identity now, thanks to Kendrick." "OMG," I said, "PLEASE don't tell anyone... I'm SOOO ashamed. How could I ever live this down, prancing around as an African Goddess !!!" "Its quite all right," she said to me as I began to sob... " This is just YOU now..." "I just feel like I'm not a man anymore," I whimpered. "I feel so used and helpless...." "Now, now, look at me... I actually am still genetically a man too. Kendrick did not want me to actually go through with the Vaginoplasty surgery. He actually prefers me staying 'natural.' He did get me started on hormones though, so I developed curves, tits, hips, and a butt. And it looks like you've been started on hormones too..." "What do you mean," I said. " I can just see that you are starting to "round out" with those childbearing hips and breasts, even underneath your fake boobs." "OMG," I said, weeping, "So that is what has been going on. I feel like my guy physique has turned to flab in a matter of weeks." "Nonsense," said LaKeesha, "It makes you look very pretty. You must begin thinking of yourself as a woman now..." "But I am NOT a woman," I protested, almost loudly, "I am a MAN, a 100%, pure-blood, all-American, meat-eating white man. This is a stunt that went too far and now I can't get out of it, end of !! Tomorrow, I'm getting my boys back into pants and we are going to drop this whole thing." "Listen sweetie," said LaKeesha, "You and I both know that you are involved too deeply now, and why deny your girls the happiness they clearly have right now as females?" "Because we are MEN, don't you get it. Unlike you, we weren't gay and wanted this done. We were tricked. From now on, my boys go back to playing football and basketball, not dating football and basketball players." "If that is your decision to resume being male, than no one will stop you. The one thing I know, however, is that life does not ever turned out the way you planned it. If the circumstances come up, you might even wind up in a new race or gender. That is just how the world works these ways. And lets face it... I was just like you... I was totally straight, but I became a black woman because I needed the money. One thing lead to another, and what started out as a stunt to get on the Welfare rolls turned into a full-time life." "Tell me about it," I said? "Yeah, we used to be an upper-middle class family, with two All- American sons, the white-picket fence, and everything. Look, here is a picture of us on my cell-phone... (he showed a pic of himself and his two lily-white sons, all in their soccer uniforms, with dad as a coach)...... My wife was a District Attorney, and I was a young stockbroker. But one day, I had awful luck and most of my portfolios crashed, and I was ruined. My wife was disgusted and took off with another wealthy man rather than try and save our marriage.... Then, I mean, just one thing led to another and we began to lose our savings.... I was so desperate to keep up our lifestyle that I filed out for Welfare and pretty much every other benefit that the Government offers to "Young, minority, single mothers." I wanted to get this money, but I had to masquerade as a woman during the Welfare interview.... When my wife was district attorney, she also had left files of identity-documents in our old house from cases she was working on.... events like a single black momma and two kids who had been living in a crack-house. I took the names of a family to use, in order to get the checks, and I was going to become the mom just for one day." "And what happened then..." "Well, it wasn't like the Government would just send you 850$ a month and then just be done with it. I was approved for Welfare, and I was glad that I wouldn't have to work, not immediately at least. However, I was told that I (as LaKeesha) would have to come back for monthly checkup appointments to discuss my status and make sure I was still eligible for the program. So this meant that regularly, I had to do the unthinkable and get myself dolled up like a black woman and head off to an excruciating audit. I also had to "dress-up" too in somewhat respectable attire. so they didn't think I was a total crackhead coming in to scam the Government. I felt completely emasculated whenever I had to dress, but I got used to it, and my sons got used to seeing me that way too." "But that's not so bad... why didn't you just keep doing that?" "Well, the government started making random and very frequent house- checks on benefit families, to make sure that we weren't scamming the system. I was so desperate that I started dressing all of us (me and my two boys) at home as black girls. We used jet-black hair spray, tanning-creame, wigs, the works... And we were all dolled up when the first social-worker came by." "And did you get caught?" "I blush to mention this, but oh yes, we were absolutely caught red- handed. It was a black lady herself, and she said to us, "What the hell, I know you are really white men parading around as black women. You are lucky I don't report you..." We were SO humiliated, especially my sons." "But what happened. She didn't turn you in, obviously." "Well, to be honest with you, I think that this black lady felt sorry for us, as we had gone to such lengths to scam the system. What she did was she became our coach, so to speak. She had us get more convincing makeovers, and learn how to dress and present ourselves as women, so we could pass an inspection. My sons, for instance, had to have their bedrooms redone as girls bedrooms, for show purposes..... and the social worker had her daughter come and hang out with my boys and teach them all of the "gossip" on how to behave as a typical teenage black girl..." "Amazing !!!" "But the odd thing was though that we didn't start out 'gay' or anything, but the longer we kept up appearing as black women, the more we began to change. I told my boys, "It doesn't matter even if you completely appear as a 100% black female... If you are still male on the inside, that is what counts."" "I told my kids the same thing." "But eventually what happened was that Kendrick took even more of an interest in me, as he became the lawyer assigned to trying to get unfair surprise inspections eased off of black welfare recipients. And that is how we met, as he came across my case. One thing led to another, and he just became 'taken' with me, and was convinced we could go even further with it if we started hormones..." "Wow...." "And that is where I am now. You know, I still consider myself a guy, despite how I am dressed, wearing a dress and pantyhose. Maybe one day I will resume being a man, even though I am married to Kendrick at present. And as you know, I did not have my final surgery." "Oh LaKeesha, thank you so much for confiding in me," I said, "It means so much to me. And yes, I will always be your friend." "And it is no problem, I will always help you with whatever you are going through." "It is so funny to think that at one time, both of us were regular white guys. What would our old friends from school say if they could see us now ??" "I know, I know." "But listen," I said, "There is something on my mind that has had me petrified. I know obviously James wasnts to do with me what Kendrick did with you, and possibly more, if he wants me to go "all-the-way" with the surgery. James invited me to live with him for the summer." "Ohhh, girl that be great," she squealed with excitement... "But he wants me and the boys to get full-time makeovers in 2 weeks. I am terrified. Mostly at the idea of it being so.... permanent. James said after tonight, our family could have a final 2 weeks of living as men, to enjoy that lifestyle one last time, but then, we'd be full-time and unchangable girls for the summer..." "Dayum girl, it sounds like he be serious." "Yeah, and I agreed to it," I said, "But i am just so conflicted right now. I would give anythng to back out, but I need James as the provider." "And that is the thing baby gurl," said LaKeesha, "You WANT to be a man, but it is not always feasable. If you will always be the "woman" who is taken care of, than you may have to emerge in that lifestyle. That is the exact situation I was in, and look how I turned out." "Its not so much for me," I said, "but for my boys. They have everything going for them as men, but now they are suffering from my ineptitude." "That is how life works out sometimes, and you know that 1/2 of the world is female, so its nothing disgraceful. Also, there are just cases like that baby who was castrated after a botched circumcision, and he was forced to be raised as a girl against his will. Stuff like this is more common than you think, except you really don't see it. I bet there are lots of transgendered people, and even families, that you pass by every day on the street, but you don't see it." "I suppose that is the case." "Listen to me," said LaKeesha, "Make your decision carefully, as if you decide to become his women this summer, who knows how much more "involved" you will feel with him. And you know I am here for you, to talk whenever you need to." "Oh thank you so much. Yeah, I am going to think long and hard about this, for sure. I feel like I have no choice though." "And maybe not," said LaKeesha, "After all, blacks in this country were slaves for 250 years against their will. If it happens to one white family, then so be it. And you will be in a great situation with James. He is so kind, and gentle.... not to mention wealthy and loaded." "LaKeesha, what time is it?" "OMG, the dance class has long been over, Lets go get our girls and go home. By the way, our daughters need to hang out together too, to swap stories." "Oh of course...." We headed back over to the dance studio, which was mostly empty. All of the other students had long left, and it was getting very late. "Ashanti, Tanisha, come on girl...." However, I looked in to one of the dance studio floors, and there was Ashanti and Darius, both in their leotards and tights. Darius was the "man" in the dance, holding Ashanti and expertly handling her across the floor. Ashanti dipped and dived, and Darius would "lean her back." As they danced, Darius put his hands on her tights, and he manipulated her legs by grabbing her butt... Their crotches got very close together. Both were so graceful, and they fluttered. Darius would look into Ashanti's eyes as he "dipped" her. Ashanti, for her part, was beaming and smiling.... Was she in lust? They danced and danced.... two pairs of white tights spinning across the floor. Then, the dance stopped, and Darius pulled Ashanti close for one second, taking a long look into her eyes... Both smiled and breathed deeply. (Tanisha was watching the dancing and smiling....) They looked into each other's eyes, and their faces began to draw closer. Ashanti puckered her lips... "Mmm, mmm girl," I said, suddenly interrupting. The silence was shattered. Come on baby, its time to go home...." "Oh momma," she said, suddenly embarassed. Ashanti skipped off. "Call me," said Darius. -------- "Girls, get changed and get ready for the concert. The other kids should be here in an hour or so." "OK..." About 20 minutes later, I walked by each of their rooms upstaris and asked, "Do you two need any help changing...? "I'm just getting my pantyhose on momma," said Tanisha, "But can you come in and help me with my wig. I need to adjust the pins." "Sure," I said. I entered Tanisha's room, and she was wearing a leopard-print bra and panties. The animal print looked really sexy on her, and made her look "wild," covering her dark body, wide hips, and large boobs. She was just getting her tan tights pulled up over her hips, and then up over her waist and panties.... " Good thing you are wearing pantyhose... that dress you bought is way too short for you not to wear some type of legwear." "I know momma," she said. Tanisha took the sexy animal print minidress and stepped into it, pulling it up and then sticking her arms through the long sleeves. The dress made her look really sexy... it was almost like a cocktail dress. I could tell that my daughter was going to be a real heartbreaker. Even if bigger plans for her didn't work out, she could still make lots of money as a waitress somewhere, earning large tips. I sat her down at the vanity, using the pins to properly re-affix her ebony wig to her blonde hair underneath. "Oh, I'm so nervous," she said... "Why," I asked? "Well, I'm mostly nervous about being "exposed." I would just dieee if DeShaun found out who I really was?" "There is no need for that," I said. "Listen, would you like me to put a few braids in your hair. I can braid it and make it look really cute. Now tell me, what is on your mind, child." I began to do a set of two long braids going down each side. It thought this would make her look really sweet, and I had seen a similar style advertised in a magazine article I had read aimed at black teens. "Its just.... I still feel so conflicted. I mean, I like DeShaun, but I'm not sure if I like, LIKE him. I mean, underneath all of this, I'm still a guy." "But to him, you are all girl, and his girl." "Oh momma," she said, "That is just the problem. I mean, what if he wants me, to, um, you know, do something ???" "Listen, I'm sure whatever happens will happen naturally. You are almost 16 now. He may want to kiss. If he does, just let your feelings take over and go for it." "I think I still like girls though, but I'm not sure about guys." "I think you are really overthinking all of this. You are still so young.... I think you should just go, have fun, and dance. And you will be with lots of other kids, so there is nothing to worry about." "Ok mom.... But also, I'm still not totally sure if I want to be a full-time black girl. I'm SOOOO nervous about that too. I can do it out in public, but if I have to bunk with other girls overnight, and use the same bathroom... I don't wanna get caught." "James said he will do enough to us to where we can pass as girls inside and out. I think though if all of your friends are going to hang out at camp this summer, you should join them. And Danielle will probably be there too." "Yeah, I really like Danielle," she said. "Now," I said, "Stand up and spin around and let me have a look at you." Tanisha slipped into her black high heels and twirled and fluttered for me. She looked very ladylike.... Very much a budding young black woman and like a girl who was clearly turning into a lady. She was so innocent and sweet. "Lets go see if your sister is ready." Ashanti came out in her pink dress with tan pantyhose. Both of my girls looked really cute and hot. Just then, there was a knock at the front door, and I heard several cars pull up to our driveway... LaKeesha got out and said, "Heyyy gurl.... we are all here." LaKeesha was here with her two daughters, Aiesha and Shawquanda. Both were also dressed in tight dresses with pantyhose. About 5 other black kids were with the party. It was probably a shock for my neighborhood seeing a large boisterous caravan of African American youths pulling up to our house... Hopefully they would all be pulled out before suspicious questions were asked... I would tell the neighbors it was just a big event for school, if anyone brought the subject up later. In any case, I felt a bit more free and easy about just sitting in my living room in the evening as "LaShaunda," since we'd probably be a James's before too long, permanently. Ashanti and Shawquanda ran up and hugged eachother, they were getting to be fast friends. 2 of the other black kids were Tanisha and Ashanti's "dates," DeShaun and Darius. DeShaun was a mountain an towered over Tanisha... "mmm, hey girl," he said as he took Tanisha's hand. "you's be lookin' so fine." Tanisha fluttered her eyes and blushed. DeShaun looked her up and down, clearly fascninated with her physique. My son made such a sexy girl, in his arms. "Hey Ashanti," said Darius. Darius was also clready smitten with Ashanti, but unlike DeShaun, he was less dominant and suave. Darius had more of a schoolboy puppy-crush on my son. Both of my girls then began chatting like raccoons with their dates about school, dance, their social lives, etc. The other black kids just texted on their phones or hung out, waiting eagerly to head off to the rap concert. Listen, I said, I don't want to keep you guys any longer, but let me take a picture of my girls with their dates. I took my cellphone camera and snapped several each of my girls together with their dates, and then group pics of all the kids. I would now have the pics as permanent mementos of my boys' time as girls, and how much fun they had with their boyfriends. "Now run along and have fun," I said. LaKeesha was the chaperone... "Don't worry," she said, "We'll be back before Midnight." "Ok," I replied," somewhat happy to have the house to myself. After the kids left, I could finally kick off, even though I was obviously still dressed as LaShaunda. However, like any "man" usually does when he has the house to himself for a few hours, I instantly felt the urge to get on my computer and start looking up porn. The time was flying by, and i began grinding on the bed (in my tights) while looking up pic after pic of sexy black women. I had no fantasies about having sex with them, or being the "man" with these women. Instead, I imagined that I WAS them, or was having more procedures to get irrevocably changed into one. I dreamed about lip-injections, large breast implants, etc.... I then thought of James and suddenly began to fantasize about wanting to be with him... Yes, he was all man. I was living as a black woman in private. I needed to be with him. My girls were doing so well in their new roles, and it would be a great experience to spend the summer with James. The next thing I knew, I "exploded" in the pair of black panties and black pantyhose I was wearing. "Oh drats," I said, "I'll have to get these cleaned out now. They were dripping with my male semen. I changed into my bathrobe, and before I knew it, my girls came through the living room door, laughing and giggling. They were beaming and had clearly had much fun. "So girls, how was it," I asked? "Oh momma, it was a blast," said Ashanti. "Yeah, it be bangin'" said Tanisha. "Wow...." "Oh yeah," Ashanti taunted, "And Tanisha be bangin' too..." "What do you mean," I asked ? "Tanisha be dancin' wif DeShaun ALL NIGHT," said Ashanti. Tanisha blushed and turned away. "Oh, it be nuthin.... We did be doin' some dancin though, to the music." "Oh, I see, its ok..." "Yeah, Tanisha really has a CRUSH on DeShaun," said Ashanti. "Its no different than u and Darius..." "Ok girls, enough.... Time for bed." Ashanti ran off... "Momma, can I talk to you about something," said Tanisha in private... "Sure, what is it?" "I did dance alot with DeShaun. The thing is though, we danced A LOT, and I think I might really like him." "Wow," I said. "Yeah, we danced close too.... We kind of did some 'bump and grind'.... The only thing that made me nervous though, was as we danced, I could feel his penis grinding against my butt. He was getting really close. I kind of liked it though..." "Ohhh, I said..... Well, it is just normal now I suppose. You guys are young adults and you are finding yourselves." "Do I have your permission to see him again," said Tanisha? "Ok, of course, but you guys are still too young for sex." "Oh, I have no plans on having sex... It just freaked me about a bit when he was grinding on me at the concert." "You know, I normally would be upset, but I think that that kind of thing is more common with black kids than it is with white kids. Blacks seem to be much more liberal with sexuality than whites, and I guess that is just something we will have to get used to." "Ok mom,' said my daughter. ---- After church with James, we still spent that Sunday as black females. LaKeesha brought over her two daughters, Aiesha and Shawquanda, to hang out with my two girls all afternoon. Ever since LaKeesha had clued me in that her and her two girls were once biologically white males, it was thought to be a good idea to bring them over and let them hang out with my two kids. Since we were getting more and more serious about our new lives, it was thought that their kids could coach my kids. James agreed, and LaKeesha, Cha'relle, James, and myself all had lunch, while the girls hung out in the living room... "So wait," said Tanisha to Aiesha, "You are telling me that you also used to be a white boy." "Yup," said Aiesha, "I know it be crazy... Our names used to be David and Ricky..." "How the heck did you get in this boat..." "I dunno, it just kind of happened. I mean, I guess our mom told your mom everything. We just kind of wound up in this boat because the government wanted us to be black girls for something. And then Kendrick fell in love wif dad.... " "Wow," said Tanisha... "But what did they do to yo' hair ??? You don't wear wigs like we wear." "I know," said Aiesha, "We had permanent hairstyles done to us at the parlor, with a darkening solution. The thing is though we still have to reapply the solution every so often as our roots grow out. But besides that though, its no big deal to keep doing our "do's" up in fun styles." "Do you still have your pee-pee," chided Ashanti, somewhat mockingly. "Ashanti," yelled James from the kitchen !!! "Sorry, I's just askin'..." "Its all right," I said, "They are just asking what they really need to know." "Indeed." "Its ok," said Aiesha, "None of us have had our boy parts cut off... We just have them hidden. Its kind of "special underwear" that we wear." "yeah, same with us." "They just didn't make us go "all the way" in case we decided we want to be guys again when we turn 18. I know I will probably go back to being a white boy," said Aiesha. "I just live this way now because its the most convenient way to fit in at school." "I think I'll stay a girl though," said Shawquanda.... "Yeah, Kendrick said tho' he'd pay for us to get "the big change" any time we wanted it though. It be crazy. When I go back to being a white guy though, i'll have to get put back on guy hormones again." "What do you mean guy hormones?" "Well, you know," said Aiesha, "When we began and got more into being girls, we started to get Estrogen. And the Estrogen gave us our own boobs, to where we don't even wear fake ones anymore.... I wonder if you guys have started too." "I don't think so," said Ryan, "At least I don't think we've been given hormones." "Well, you look pretty natural, shiny, and curvy for just being boys with no hormones trying to be girls," said Aiesha. "Oh man, come to think of it," said Ryan, "Maybe that is what has been happening to me. I have felt so flabby and lethargic lately. And the last time I tried to play baseball, I could barely swing the bat without falling over myself." "YEAH, the same thing happened to me too," said Aiesha, "I also used to play baseball, but then the hormones just "changed" me. I just started to FEEL like a girl. It was something chemical, in my brain. I started to get turned on to boys." "Is the same thing happening to me," asked Ryan, "Oh man, James has prepared a a few of my meals." "Possibly," said Aiesha, "Kendrick did it to us." "I don't know how happy I am about these changes," said Ryan, "I mean, am I going willingly or unwillingly ?" "I didn't realize I was on hormones for awhile," said Aiesha, "But later, I gots a boyfriend, so I wanted to stay on them. I just started to "feel" differently. I stopped thinking about girls, and more about boys." "OMG, I am feeling the same way," sobbed Ryan. "Yea, and I see that DeShaun likes you though." "Really," said Ryan. "Listen gurl, we's be friends now," said Aiesha, "And we can always talk." "Thanks, I know... Its just nice to know though that we are not alone.... "Enough of this," said Tommy, "Lets have some fun and practice our dance moves. Aiesha and Shawquanda can change into our leotards and tights and dance." With that,4 black girls darted off in to Ashanti's room and picked the ballet outfits that they wanted to wear. All wore a different color of leotard with white tights, and ballet slippers. They came down into the living room to practice "steppin'," and Ashanti demonstrated some of the moves that she would be doing with Darius in a few weeks. All the girls were so cute, and they capped off the evening by doing a bit of a "leotard fashion show" for the parents.... For example, Tanisha changed into a really cute forest-green one that she wore with white tights, and she gyrated about the living room in that outfit, even doing some sultry and sexy "stripper moves." (It was not hard to see her actually in such a role, later on).... Aiesha even changed into that really cute black and white polka dot leotard that Tanisha often wore, and she looked so cute. The girls did lots of dancing for us. The were all very "bouncy," shasaying across the room.... All had curves and every attribute of budding young women. It was crazy to think though that these 4 cute teenaged black girls were all once white males, but all flowed so naturally into their new lives... And the two black ladies on the couch were their former fathers, watching with joy as their male sons embraced these new identites, even acting slutty at times. ----- After that Sunday, we had only a couple more weeks before school was out and summer was to begin. With some sadness, we reverted to our dull male selves that night. I had actually decided though that we would put our black female lives on hold before the "big makeover." I had told James that I would use the next two weeks to have some final "male bonding" before we moved in with him. "That is fine," said James, "Take all the time you need and have fun.... Two mondays from now though, I will pick all of you up and take you to Pauline's for your makeovers, braiding, and hairstyles. Then, it will be as black girls for all summer." "Thanks James.... Its just I don't know how "permanent" all of this will be so I want to spend some time with my kids. And I'm sure Ryan will be thrilled to go a day without having to think about wearing makeup or a dress..." "Also," said James, "Be sure that you guys don't cut your hair, as they'll need your hair to start somewhat long to work in the extensions. Also, be sure to keep your bodies shaved and hairless." "Yeah dad," said Ryan, "it is a bit nice to just put on pants again and relax, even though the big day is coming up. "Yeah, I have some big plans for us... We're going to see a couple baseball games, and then go camping. We can just have fun and not have to think at all about wearing dresses." I really wanted to have some final time to appreciate our lives as just 3 guys and nothing else. Another big thing I planned that was VERY important to me was a session at a local portrait studio. I decided that we would have lots of family pictures taken with just the three of us as men. I wanted to have lots of pictures to remember the Miller family as we used to be, just in case.... There was a lingering sense of something a bit morbid and fatalistic about it all. "Why do we have to do this dad," said Ryan and Tommy as they wiggled and squirmed in their suits.... Both kids had never liked doing things like taking school pictures. "Not now boys," I said with some sadness, "not now.... We posed and smiled for the photographer. We were three All-American men. Some more pics were taken, with Ryan throwing a football and Tommy in baseball gear. It was nice to see us out and about as men for a change. The pics were put on a disc, which I planned later to have processed and put on a photo album. I also made sure that I gathered up all of our old photoalbums to take over to James's. I did not want to lose the memories of our old lives, or how we used to look. That week, we also went to a couple of baseball games. As we got out in the sun and sat in the bleachers, it was crazy as we did not think or talk at all about dresses, dance, tights, or makeup. At home though, Tommy would still practice dance in private in his room, as he had his performance with Darius at the end of May... (Darius had been told that we were going on vacation). All of our rooms were still stacked with girls' clothes, but Ryan did not dress up at all in this time, or act as Tanisha. He did not really share with me any more reservations about the summer, but he still seemed a bit nervous. Finally, we all went out for a big camping trip in the woods. It would be just us guys in the outdoors, wearing blue jeans and acting macho. We took rifles, a tent, beer, and our baseball gloves. It would be fun to just have one last male-bonding experience.... We got out in the woods, and that first night, I went to the cooler and cracked open three Budwisers... "Here guys," I said, "I know you both are a bit young, but one of the most seminal events in any father's life is when he gives his son his first beer. So before the big change in a few days, i just want to make sure I share these with you." Ryan and Tommy drank. The beer shocked them at first, but then they started to drink it down like soda... "We are alone, and no one will see us," I said... "Dad," said Ryan, "I'm so nervous.... I've been shaking. I'm just so scared about being a girl full time. Its nice to be out here though and not have to worry about wearing cream on my face, or faggoty stuff like that. God, I've been such a sissy lately." "Its not being a sissy," I said. "You are just living your life." "I'm just not sure I prefer bras, makeup, and looking pretty. I'd rather be out here in the woods, roughing it. I'd much rather be out here, than constantly checking to see if my tights are on straight." "I know what you mean son, I know what you mean. But listen, its just for the summer." Whether it was out of shame, or "out of sight, out of mind," as guys, they did not talk about Darius or DeShaun either.... We just sat out there, drinking and playing with the fire... ---- However, as we got, back the days were counting down to "the big makeover." 3 days, then 2,days, and then 1 day. Ryan was clearly apprehensive, but we knew that the next morning, James would be picking us up bright and early....