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Grandmother Lamb finally died.
She was a formidable woman. A strong woman. A stern woman. Not a very
loving woman.
She had been married, obviously. Though not for a long period of time.
Her husband, my Grandfather, was a publisher of technical manuals for all
types of engineering and construction trades. He was a success and left
his widow with a great deal of money after their only being together a
few short, and presumably happy years. HIs death, leaving her alone,
taking away her happiness, may have been the catalyst to her seeming
dislike of men. All men.
His widow, as I have said, a strong, willful woman, took that company and
inheritance, and turned it into a publishing empire. The technical
manuals became secondary to her growing and profitable array of woman's
fashion and glossy beauty magazines. The business grew tremendously under
my Grandmother and at the time of her death, at age 85, she was worth
hundreds of millions of good old American greenbacks.
My Mother, her daughter, possesses many of Grandmother characteristics.
She, by the time of Grandmother's death, ran the publishing empire for
her mother. She, too married, but it did not work out. After the divorce,
she reverted to her maiden name of Lamb. But that marriage did produce
me, Jim Lamb, a male child. Subtly over the years it became rather
obvious to me that Mother and, particularly, Grandmother, would have been
much more joyous of my birth if I had been born a girl. Grandmother and,
I have to say, Mother, just didn't seem to like men. They both worked
their hardest in business when it meant to besting any male competition.
Their greatest joy, other than counting their money, seemed to come from
putting men, as they would say, "in their place". I was no exception to
that rule.
But, Grandmother is now dead. She left a will and a team of lawyers (all
male) to back it up.
Now, Mother, now 55 years old, and I, happy to be a 25 year old male, and
some old faithful servants and a few hopeful distant relation have
gathered in the library of the Gothic pile of stones, which Grandmother
has referred to as " my summer villa". Monstrous old heap. Probably could
sell it to the Adam's Family.
The whole pack of lawyers honored us with their presence. The head suit
began to read the will.
There were small bequests to servants and some old friends and even to a
few of the suck up third cousins.
Larger bequests went to several of Grandmother's favorite charities and
cultural projects she had liked to see her name attached to. Then:
"To my only Daughter, I leave the remainder of my total estate, less the
amounts which are discussed in full in the sealed envelope for my
Grandson James, which I give now to my daughter to discuss, in private,
with her son, my only grandson, James.
This concludes the reading of the Last Will and Testament. Thank you for
attending."
I had no idea of what could be written inside that envelope. But I had to
imagine that Mother had now come into the bulk of several hundred million
dollars. Me, I wasn't so sure.
Finally the lawyers and the rest of the herd left us alone. To mourn?
Maybe. To celebrate? Maybe.
Mother asked me to follow her into her study. We sat in the comfy velvet
chairs, side by side, and looked at each other.
She held the envelope in her hand like she would have held a wriggling
snake.
"I do not know what is written by your Grandmother in here, but she did
make me promise on her death bed that I would oversee the fulfillment of
everything she has requested in her bequest to you, her only Grandson.
I will honor that promise. Shall we open the envelope and see what the
crafty old girl has done that will, probably, surprise both of us?"
I readily agreed. Maybe I shouldn't have.
Mother tore the envelope open and read silently to herself. I detected a
few gasps, numerous sighs, several chuckles, and a very meaningful glance
in my direction, which may have had a touch of a sinister smile playing
across her mouth.
"James, your Grandmother wanted me to read the letter first and then to
read it in it's entirety aloud to you.
May I proceed?"
I readily agreed. Maybe I shouldn't have.
Mother took a deep breath and started reading the three pages which would
change my life.
"Dear Grandson, James. You should have been Jane. I would have doted on
you if you had been what you should have been. I wanted to love you. But
your terrible gender forbade that luxury. My Will would have been easier
for us all if you had been a girl.
But you are my "Grandson". My only "Grandson". So you shall have your
inheritance.
But because you are now a "man", it will not be an easy path for you to
reach the pile of cash at the end of this old woman's will.
I leave to you the sum of Fifty Million dollars. With the condition that
you follow my instructions; and your performance will be overseen by your
Mother; which will follow in this document.
If you do not follow those instructions, or stop following these
instructions at any time within the time frame of these instructions, or
refuse to even start to follow these instructions, you will receive the
sum of Five Million dollars only, and you will not be allowed to inherit
anything additional upon the death of your Mother. So at this point we
are talking about the difference between Five Million dollars now, no
problems, and what could go from Fifty Million dollars upward to Four
Hundred Million dollars. Choose wisely, my Grandson.
By now I am sure you really want to know what those instructions are.
Let's start.
Your Mother will supervise all steps and will be the judge as to your
compliance or non-compliance to that which I wish for you to do and to
achieve.
Unless all you desire is the Five Million dollars, tomorrow will be the
start of a journey for your heart, your mind, and your soul. This Journey
will last two years. At the end of the two year period the Fifty Million
is yours. If you follow my instructions.
Let me put this to you in somewhat of a future chronological order:
There is to be a six to nine month "Pre-Transformation Period". The
length of this period is solely at the discretion of your Mother.
During this "Pre-Transformation Period":
You will live here or at a location designated by your Mother.
You will go on a diet which will, in six to nine months time, take you
from your current 195lbs down to at least 145lbs.
You will not have your hair cut in any way until the end of the PTP (Pre-
Transformation Period).
Your only concession to your lengthening hair, during the PTP will be the
allowance of your having a "PonyTail" at your Mother's discretion.
You will not be allowed to cut or file your fingernails. Your Mother will
make sure your nails are properly cared for during this period.
You will undergo facial hair exfoliation by electrolysis. You will never
again have to shave.
You will be enrolled into a comprehensive Beauty School of your Mother's
choosing. There to learn Cosmetology, Hair Styling, Manicuring and
Pedicuring, and any other feminine beauty treatments such a school can
teach.
You will also be enrolled into Modeling Classes and, of your choosing,
Sewing Classes or Knitting Classes or Cooking, or Ballet Classes, but
only at schools which cater only to girls. Our money can open any door.
You will terminate all current friendships with males. And you will stop
all normally male activities. No Poker, No Football; playing or watching;
No drinking and carousing, etc. Your Mother will be the judge.
You will forge friendships with young women of your age. Even so far as
to going to lunches and sharing makeup and fashion tips.
You will required to read several Woman's magazines a week. You will cut
out Lipstick ads and make up ads and Lingerie ads which appeal to you and
place them in a scrapbook which you will discuss with your Mother twice a
week so she can understand why those particular ones appeal to you and if
they are in keeping with her thoughts about your future "Look".
You will receive a tattoo, the same tattoo your Mother and I both share.
It is to be placed on your right butt cheek. The tattoo is a sensuous
scarlet lipsticked mouth, teasingly slightly open. Beneath the lips are
written, in a feminine script, the words: Kiss my girly ass!.
You will be apprenticed for about a period of three months to a
Professional Dominatrix, who specializes in Forced Feminization of
unwilling males of the species. You will learn by observing her methods
and by being the subject of her methods. At the end of your
apprenticeship you will be qualified to be a Dominatrix in that
speciality.
You will, at your Mother's discretion as to time, four weeks from the end
of PTP, undergo surgically implanted breast implants. Unless the Doctor
says otherwise for medical reasons, you are to receive "D" sized
implants. The four weeks it takes your breasts to recover from
Augmentation Surgery will take you up to the "Week of Transformation".
Again at your Mother's discretion, this could be at month six up to month
nine.
The "Week of Transformation" (WOT), will be exactly that.
From the first day of WOT, your name will be changed to Wendy Angelina
Lamb.
You will undergo intense measurements and fittings for female clothing
and controlling foundation garments. Thankfully your surgery will have
healed by then.
You will have Intense Salon treatments and individual makeup and hair
sessions. Thankfully you will have your beauty school training to
understand what is happening to you.
You will to assigned weekly appointments at the Nail Salon and at the
Hair Dressers. You will go every week without fail.
You will begin Intense shopping for initial wardrobe. You are being
transformed into a 25 year old female. Can you guess the amount of
clothes and lingerie and shoes and makeup, a 25year old, wealthy, female
has? That is what you will accumulate in the WOT.
You will have your own dress maker and corsetier.
You will be inspected by your Mother as to your fitness to proceed on
your Journey. Everything you have undergone in the last six to nine
months leads to this inspection.
If you have complied with mine and your Mother's instructions these last
months, you will be allowed to go on into the "Stage of Feminine Being"
(SOFB). This stage will last for 15 to 18 months depending on the length
of PTP. At the end of SOFB there will be further decisions to be made,
but that does not need to be discussed at this time.
The SOFB starts.
You will now be living only as a young woman ay all times
You will be in heels (3 in. or higher) at all times, except for
showering, bathing, tennis, etc.
You will wear appropriate hosiery at all times, especially pantyhose if
Mother decides it is the best lookfor your ensemble.
You will be precisely made up at all times. Complete make up! Women take
their time to be beautiful.
You will never be without lipstick, precisely applied, even during sleep.
You will never wear pants of any sort, unless your Mother allows it for a
special occasion. Dresses, skirts and blouses, gowns will be everyday
attire.
You will have your ears pierced. But no other piercings. That is not Lady
like!
You will wear earrings at all times. Mother can help you select from all
the family jewels.
You will be properly corseted or in appropriate panty girdles at all
times.
You will wear bras suitable for your "D" sized breasts at all times, even
during sleep. Your breasts must never be allowed to be without support.
You will purchase at least one new bra and one other piece of lingerie
every week during SOFB.
You will purchase at least one new fashionable ensemble each week during
SOFB. Please have enough cocktail dresses on hand for any occasion.
You will be required to work at our Company Headquarters, in a job deemed
suitable for a woman of your talents. Mother will make sure you are
working with only young women who have been properly introduced to
Society.
You will make female friends there and actively join in all female
conversation and activities.
You will be required to have weekly Salon and Spa appointments. Over the
course of SOFB you will have at least three hair color changes and at
least three perms. Your stylist, in consolation with your Mother will
decide each week's DO. If you are a good girl, Mother may let you voice
your opinion.
You will be required to have a new color on your nails each week, unless
there is a question of matching your nails and lips to a certain frock.
Your lessons as a manicurist will allow you to change your polish for a
particular evening's gown and then back to what the Salon had picked for
you.
You will be required to have your hair set in rollers each night, either
my yourself or by your Mother, and will be required to sleep in the
rollers to achieve the best holding set in the morning.
You will be required to have a monthly Gynecological Doctor's exam,
including a monthly Mammogram and whatever gynecological exams the Doctor
deems necessary.
You will be given medication which will cause you to have the symptoms of
your monthly period, cramping, bloating, nausea, headaches once every 28
days.
You will, during your period, of course, use the necessary tampons, pads
as provided by your Mother according to the strength of your monthly
flow. Mother will offer instruction in application, etc.
You will be introduced to a regimen of enemas and douches to assure your
feminine cleanliness at all times.
You will be required to have at least one Lesbian relationship during
SOFB. Your partner may be told that you are a Pre-Op Transexual.
You will be required to have at least three relationships with Males
during SOFB. The males can be told that you are a Pre-Op Transexual.
These male relationships MUST include oral and anal sexual activities as
is normal between males and females. There must be ANAL PENETRATION
involved in these relationships.
You will be required to utilize your lessons and skills from your
Dominatrix and Beauty School training. You are to select three
unwillingly male subjects, who you will sissify by forced feminization
techniques. You will be successful when your subjects provide oral sex to
a male partner and have been anally penetrated by a male. For each male
you successfully sissify, you will receive three million dollars.
You will receive an additional Ten Million dollars if you become engaged
to a male during SOFB. You do not have to go through with the marriage if
you do not want to, but to receive the Ten Million dollars you must have
received a ring.
You will receive, during the last three months of SOFB, drugs which make
your body think you are in the first three months of pregnancy. You will
have all the symptoms, nausea, cravings, foot swellings, etc. Your
breasts will begin to produce massive amounts of breast milk. Their size
will increase and you will have to wear nursing bras.
You will select, a male or female, to suckle at your breasts to drink the
milk your are producing. The milk will accumulate every five days. You
can wear your regular bras until your cups overflow making a larger size
nursing bra mandatory.
At the end of the total two years period, if you have satisfied these
instructions to your Mother's acceptance, you will receive your
inheritance of Fifty Million dollars.
You may go back to being a male if you so desire. The breasts implants
can be removed. But so will Forty Five Million dollars.
But if you decide to remain a Pre-Op Transexual or to be come a Post-Op
Transgendered Woman for the rest of your life, you will receive an
additional Fifty Million dollars.
That, my darling Grandson, is what you will have to do to receive your
inheritance.
I wanted a Granddaughter. I hope my dying wish for one will be fulfilled.
My choices, which I leave to your decision, allow you to remain a simple
male with a few bucks, or to become the Granddaughter and Daughter you
always should have been, with a boat load of money to make your feminine
live heaven on earth.
Goodbye, my Daughter, and goodbye my new Granddaughter.
Thus ended the last will and testament of Grandmother Lamb.
My Mother, her job of reading out loud my inheritance, folded the pages
and handed them into my shaking hands.
I could not move. I had no words. My mind was a jumble.
Mother reached into her purse and took out her compact and Chanel
lipstick, a deep scarlet called Paris After Dark. She proceeded to
reapply the luscious color to her lips, all the while watching me
intently.
When she had finished with her lips, she did not close the compact nor
did she twist the brilliant color back down into the gleaming tube.
She held both items out to me, very tenderly and with a mother's smile.
"Jim, my son, take this compact and this lipstick. I want to enjoy
watching my daughter Wendy apply her first womanly lipstick!"
My hands seemed to be in another dimension. I tried to move them and they
barely responded. Finally the lipstick was but a few inches from my
wavering fingers. I think I told my fingers to reach further. Or did I?
( Darling readers:
What do you think my fingers actually did?
What would you have done?
Please let me know.
Thank you. )
Jo
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