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The Mother - Part 3 Alice felt slightly bad about taking Emily by force. But in her mind, she felt it was something that had to be done. But what had hurt her more, was the sudden madness that had struck Carl. "Becoming a woman!" she said to herself, as she drove into town. "I knew he wanted to look after Emily, but that is just utter madness. Emily, it appears you deserve a better parent." She parked the car as close to the adoption agency office as possible, and took a pushchair out of the boot. She placed Lucy into it, and pushed it with one hand, as her other hand was carrying Emily in her carry cot. She entered the building by pushing the door with her back. She then made her way to the reception desk. Apart from the receptionist, there was no one there. "Can I help you, madam?" asked the receptionist, a middle aged woman with reddish brown hair. "This baby in the cot. She was abandoned on the doorstep of a friend of mine. She needs to be rehomed," said Alice. The receptionist stood up and peered over her desk at Emily's cot. She looked at Emily and then to Alice. "She doesn't need rehoming. She has a mother already," she said. "Eh? What are you talking about?!" asked Alice. "This baby has no parents. She needs putting up for adoption." "I know otherwise," said the receptionist. "This baby has a mother already. She does not belong here!" "She does belong here! I brought her here because she was abandoned!" said Alice. "You cannot possibly know this child! She has never been here before!" "There is a mother out there, who misses her. You must return this baby to her." "You are not making any sense!" said Alice. "Nothing seems to make any sense at the moment." Lucy, in her pushchair, had started to cry. The shouting had upset her, and even Emily was beginning to join in. The women continued to argue, with Alice demanding to see a superior member of staff. But her wish was never granted, for the receptionist spoke to her in a cold piercing tone. "TAKE HER BACK TO HER MOTHER!" The words had some strange effect, for Alice didn't answer back straight away. "Ok, I'll take her back," she said at last. "Thank you," said the receptionist. Alice headed out, with both baby girls, back to her car. She was still entranced by the receptionist's words and her mind didn't question it, not till she was back outside Carl's house. She went to the door, with Emily's cot, and rang the doorbell. She was just shaking off the effects of the words, when Carl came to the door. She almost dropped the cot. Carl was dressed from head to foot, as a woman, and had it not been for his short hair, and face (which still looked mostly masculine), he could have been mistaken for a woman. "Emily! You're back!" Carl took the cot before Alice did drop it. He placed it on the floor and took Emily from it. He cradled her lovingly. "So, you changed your mind?" he asked. Alice was still looking him over. "What are you doing, dressed like that?!" she said at last. "I am becoming a woman," he said. "Don't believe me? These breasts are real." Alice was about to respond when he put Emily back in her cot and undid the blouse he was wearing, revealing the bra underneath. Alice's eyes grew wide, and her knees grew weak. Carl just about caught her before she hit the floor. "Where am I?" asked Alice, as she came round. She was now seated on the sofa. "You passed out," said Carl. "Most likely because I showed you my breasts." "You shouldn't have breasts. You're not a woman, and that goes for your clothes too," she replied. "Wait, where's Lucy? I left her in the car!!!!!!" Thankfully, it hadn't been too long, and Lucy had fallen asleep. Alice was mighty relieved to find her safe. She took her out and brought her to the house. "Right, my daughter is safe. Now, Mr Crossdresser, have you been taking hormones?" "No, not at all," replied Carl. "Oh, and secondly, call me Caroline." "You're not taking hormones, but you've changed your name to Caroline?" "Alice. Some pretty strange things have been happening to me. My body has been changing all week, my bedroom is becoming more feminine looking, and my clothes have been changing into womens clothes," said Carl. "And this morning, I found that my birth certificate has altered. It shows that I was born female. Wait a second." Carl got up and went upstairs. Alice opted to wait with Lucy asleep in her arms. He was back moments later, with the certificate. He gave it to Alice, and she read it several times. As she did so, Carl went and picked up the letter that had had through the post. "I had this delivered this morning, while you were out," he told her. She took the letter and the accompanying form. "It's from the adoption agency!" she exclaimed. "But you haven't been there?" "I know. Never visited, never phoned them, no contact whatsoever, and yet, this letter contradicts all that," said Carl. "Which now makes me want to ask, what happened to you? You obviously changed your mind." "I don't know who she was, but I'm sure she was crazy," began Alice. "I met the receptionist, and upon seeing Emily, she apparently recognised her, and told me that she already had a mother." Carl could tell there was more to this, and prompted her to continue. "Well, I told her that she was abandoned on your doorstep, and needed adopting. But she kept on insisting that she already had a mother. We ended up in a heated argument, but after a short while, she told me to take Emily back. I can't think why, but there was something in the way she said it, that made me want to obey. I just know that the next thing, I was coming back here." "Do you suppose she has something to do with Emily and me?" asked Carl. "Are you suggesting that she was some sort of witch?" asked Alice. "She appeared to have put some mind spell on you," said Carl. "And I'm changing into a woman, and I get a form that will allow me to become Emily's official mother." "It sounds crazy, but it works," sighed Alice. "But are you really becoming a woman, by magic, I mean?" "Come upstairs," said Carl. Alice followed him, bringing Lucy with her. Carl brought Emily up too. They entered his room, and Alice could tell that it looked more softer, more like a woman's bedroom than a mans. "You haven't done any of this?" she asked him. "None at all," said Carl. "Though I do like it. Now, take a look at my wardrobe." He showed her every item of clothing he had, and it now appeared that 90% of what he had, were womens attire. He even had several pairs of shoes, rather then the two male pairs he had. "My whole room is changing with me," he said. "And you don't mind?" asked Alice. "Don't think I wasn't frightened, because I was. All this week, my body has slowly become more feminine, though it wasn't until my figure started to change, and my body hair disappeared, that I finally realised what was happening." "You're saying that you're now comfortable with this?" asked Alice. "Now? Yes," he replied. "It does seem that I've been cornered into this life, but I want it now. I want to be Emily's mother." He remembered that he was going to show Alice how female he actually looked. He stripped off down to his underwear - all female garments. He didn't seem phased by the fact that his bulge wasn't showing that clearly. It was still there, but he wasn't as arroused as he thought he would have been. Alice looked at him, not knowing what to think. He clearly had a hourglass now, and his bum was certainly bigger. It certainly altered Alice's perception of him. Carl was yet to fully realise that his own perceptions of Alice were to change too. "You're still male then?" she asked. "Oh, yes. I imagine that will go," he replied. "Can't be a woman with one of them." Alice sensed some regret in his voice. There were obviously some things that he was going to miss. * * * Alice continued to look at him, or her, judging by his appearance. "You'd better get dressed again," she said at last. "What are you going to do about Monday? You can't go to work like that?" "Reality is changing for me. Will everyone see me as Carl, or as Caroline?" "From your appearance, you might get a mixed reaction," said Alice. "Your face needs a womans touch, as does your hair." "I think my hair is too short," he agreed. "I am considering growing it out." "Yes, do that," she replied. "But what else?" "I suppose my face might change again before Monday," suggested Carl. "I have been changing quickly." "It might," said Alice. "If this is going to be the way of things, I'm going to miss you Carl." "We could still be together though?" asked Carl. Alice shook her head sadly. "We can only be friends," she replied. "I'm straight." Carl looked disappointed, but Alice went over and hugged him. "Best friends," she added. "I promise that." It was an unusual few minutes that followed, as Alice was still coming to terms with Carl looking like a woman. The least she could do, was to offer him advice on what to wear, and when to wear it. With a selection of clothes that impressed even her, she was able to sort out a few outfits for him. But he lacked make-up. If the spell that was rewriting his life didn't provide him with such, then he would have to go and buy some. It was certainly looking like Carl and Alice were going to have more in common than they ever would have realised. After the lesson in clothes, both Alice and Carl had to deal with the calls of their daughters. It was during this time that Carl realised that Emily didn't appear to have any serious control over him. "What do you mean?" asked Alice. "If she ever cried for attention, I felt compelled to go to her. I found it impossible to ignore her," he said. "But when she was crying just now, I didn't feel that need." "But you did respond to her." "Of course, but out of free will. Have I said something that has made her stop?" he replied. "I don't know," replied Alice. "I just know that not answering a baby is near impossible anyway. It takes something for me to make Lucy wait, but her crying does irk you eventually." Alice spent most of the day with Carl, and the subject of Emily remained a major one. Since it was becoming clear that Emily was now set to live in the house permanently, Carl was told that the place had to be made into a child friendly place. "I know my room is adapting to suit the new me," he said. "But now you mention this, I wonder if the rest of the house will alter too?" "I don't know," said Alice. "But tidying the place up won't hurt. Don't worry, I'll help." The tidying up was just general for now. Making sure tables were clear, and that items were stored or stacked in neat piles. All rubbish was put in the bin. All the while, Carl was getting used to the feel of his new body, and the clothes he was wearing. He still couldn't get over the fact that he was now accepting of his changes, but he felt good about it too. The only bad thing was the fact that Alice was no longer going to be interested in him, sexually. They were soon upstairs, tidying the rooms up there, and it was only then, that Carl became aware of changes elsewhere in the house. The upper floor had just 3 rooms: his bedroom, the bathroom, and a spare room. The latter had been full of various cluttered items, and was just a storage room. Now, it was empty. All the clutter had gone, and from the look of the walls, its new purpose was becoming all too clear. "My goodness! It's becoming a nursery!" he exclaimed. "But the stuff I had in here, all gone!" "Perhaps you won't need it," said Alice. "But whoever is doing this, is helping you and Emily." Carl's female side was certainly showing, as his eyes were filling up with tears. "I can't help it," he replied, as Alice comforted him. "I feel so happy about this." The walls were white, with pictures and patterns that would win over most infants, boy or girl. The carpet was clean, and the window had decorated curtains. All that was needed, was the furniture. "What did that letter mention? That Emily wanted a mother, and now it seems, she's getting one." "It seems to be the case now," replied Carl. "Well, shall we have something to eat?" asked Alice. "I haven't got much in the freezer," he apologised. "I'm totally crap at cooking, and microwave meals are all I can do." "I'll just have to give you lessons then," smiled Alice. "One evening, we can go and do some shopping, and I'll teach you a few basic recipes." "Going to turn me into the typical housewife?" he asked. "Not quite, unless you want to be that. But being able to cook a few basic dishes, is a must, whether you are male or female," said Alice. "And most television chefs happen to be men nowadays." "Ok, if you think I should know a few things, then fine," said Carl. "Anyway, lets have a look in your freezer," said Alice. "It can't be that bad?" When she looked, she had to admit that the selection could have been better. Even so, she found something to her liking, and after following the cooking procedures, she and Carl sat down to eat. "I just can't get one thing," said Alice, as she ate. "If reality is changing for you, making it appear that you have been female all your life, then everything should adapt to fit this. But I know you are male, or soon to be ex-male." "I suppose I need to go out and see how people react to me," said Carl. "Though, as you said, I don't look completely female." "If you need help adjusting, I'm ready to help you," said Alice. "What about being my referee for my adopting of Emily?" asked Carl. "Who'd have thought, you, a mother?" smiled Alice, shaking her head. "I'll sign the form for you, Caroline." And so, after finishing their meals, Alice took the form and filled in her details and signed it. Alice spent most of the day with Carl, and when the time came for her to depart, she turned to him. "You are absolutely ok with this? You want to be a woman?" "I know it sounds stupid, since I was cornered into this, but yes, I want this. Work still bothers me of course. What will Derek say to me wearing a skirt or dress?" "He'd probably ask you out for lunch," replied Alice. "Just kidding." Carl shuddered at the thought. "Bye then. See you tomorrow?" "I'll pop round, to see how you look," she replied. "Bye then." She left the house with Lucy in her arms. Carl smiled and waved as she headed down the path, and then shut the door. He spent the evening reflecting, and looking after Emily. He was fully aware that Emily had loosened her grip on him, or her, as he was now. He didn't feel compelled to comfort her all the time, that he could put her down and leave her alone. It was certainly a turning point in his life, and he was still coming to terms with his decision. Why had he opted to accept this change all of a sudden? With Emily's apparent hold over him gone, he seemed to have the answer: he cared for her, he loved her, as only a mother could. The maternal feelings had won him over. As he went to bed that night, he looked around for a nightdress. He was keen to get into the habit of wearing womens attire, and sure enough, he found one in a drawer. Before putting it on, he looked down at himself. Only his manhood denied him a complete female body, though his face wasn't entirely female looking yet. He then went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. He never thought that the sight of breasts on his own chest would please him, but they did. He looked at his hair, and the fact that it was short displeased him. He was certainly going to grow it out from now on, unless it gained some serious length over night. His face, despite no stubble, still looked slightly masculine. He could see his problem, and the need to see a womanly face in the mirror grew within him. He also needed his voice to change too. He went to bed hoping for these things, and more. The quicker the transformation was completed, the better. * * * The next morning (Sunday), Carl, or Caroline, awoke and headed to the bathroom. Looking down, beyond the breasts he now sported, Carl realised that he could still pee standing up, though it was now small. His testes were now shadows of their former selves too, and were now close up in his crotch. "I'm not a woman yet," he thought. "What about my face?" Having finished at the toilet, he turned and went to the sink to wash his hands. He looked in the mirror above and stopped. He put his hands to his face, a much softer and feminine face. "I look like a woman though," he said to himself. "Oooh, and I sound like one too!" Having spoken aloud, he had realised that his voice had indeed altered. With the exception of his shrunken manhood, Carl was now practically all female. Heading back to the bedroom, he got dressed (choosing a different outfit) and headed, with Emily's cot, downstairs. After feeding Emily, and changing her nappy, Carl pondered about getting a newspaper. He hadn't done so yesterday, due to not going out at all. But now that he looked like a she - his last remaining vestiges of manliness were not going to blow his identity, it was something that he pondered. But he opted to wait for Alice to arrive as promised. It was also a great time to use female pronouns to describe himself. Today would be his first real day as Caroline. When Alice arrived, she was stunned. Carl looked different. "Morning, Alice," said Caroline. "How do I look now?" "How do you look? What about your voice? You sure you're Carl?" asked Alice. "I'm still Carl downstairs, but the rest of me is Caroline." "I'd have thought that would have gone too," said Alice. "I've brought some make-up along, and looking at you now, I'm glad I did." "Shame you don't have any scissors. My hair could do with tidying up," said Caroline. "Not sure there are hairdressers that open on Sundays," answered Alice. "I know what you mean. Even if you do intend to grow your hair, you need a style." "I know. Just something feminine," said Caroline. "Would you like a drink?" "Yes please," said Alice, now attending to Lucy. "So, did you have to splash yourself this morning?" "Almost did," said Caroline. "All I can say now, is that I'll have to go to work like this tomorrow, and see what happens." "That is going to be interesting," agreed Alice. "If we can sort your make-up soon enough, we could go and get some stuff from the supermarket." "The big one, I suppose?" asked Caroline. "Indeed. Could get you a few things too, and not just food," said Alice. "I need something other than this cot," said Caroline. "If I am to go out, I can't carry it everywhere." "Agreed. You'll need a pram or a pushchair," said Alice. "But I meant things for you, personally." "Such as?" "Make-up, false nails, some jewellery," replied Alice. "Trying to make me look all glam?" asked Caroline. "I bet you'll be wanting to look glam at some point. Even I like to dress up on occasions." "Perhaps in a week or two," said Caroline, now entering the living room with two cups of coffee. "I'm aware that you need time to adapt, but sooner is better than later," said Alice. "If indeed, you turn up at work tomorrow, and everyone suddenly believes that you have been a woman all along, you need to at least look and behave the part." Caroline took this in. Alice had a point, and she knew more about make- up and mannerisms than she did. "Okay, teach me everything you know," she said. With Lucy and Emily showing no signs of wanting attention, Alice told Caroline to sit to one side. "You're going to need a large mirror, just to do your make-up in front of," said Alice. "I'll do your face for now, and then we can go out." She took some make-up items from her handbag and sorted them out. "Any colours you like?" she asked. Caroline was stuck, simply on the fact that she had never worn make-up before, and the whole thing about colours was beyond her. She picked a dark red lipstick, but that was all. "I'm new to all this," she apologised. "Just make me look good." Alice obliged to do her face as best as she could, though she was still finding it hard to look at a new face. A womanly face belonging to someone who had been male up until just a few days ago. Caroline was obedient, and remained still as Alice did her work. Alice was no make-up artist, but she knew what to do, no mistake. Once she was done, she gave Caroline a small compact mirror to look at the result. Caroline was stunned. "No one will recognise you," said Alice. "To be honest, I don't recognise you." "Add me to that list," said Caroline. "I look amazing. I never thought I'd ever be seen wearing make-up, but I like it." "I'm glad you do," replied Alice. "Now, shall we go shopping? We can go in my car." But almost immediately, Caroline found a problem: she needed a handbag. "I can get my wallet and all, but I've no pockets!" "Hopefully, the supermarket will have one," said Alice. "What are you doing?" "Just checking the cards in my wallet," said Caroline. "Would you believe it?! My name has been altered on them. I've already signed them?" Caroline had looked on the backs of the cards, which as stated, now bore her female name. The signature on the back was clearly not Carl, but certainly Caroline. "Just let me try this," she added, picking up a pen and a piece of paper. She put pen to paper and signed her name as Caroline. It matched those on the cards, leaving her amazed. "How? I've never signed this name before, and yet I did it as though I've been signing this name for ages!" "I know what you mean," said Alice. "It becomes second nature to sign a name. Whoever is altering your life, is making a good job of it." Once Caroline had put her cards away, she handed the wallet to Alice, who had offered to keep it in her bag for the mean time, along with Caroline's house key too. So, once that was done, they prepared to go shopping. Caroline needed some time to get used to wearing heels, and as a result, Alice carried Emily to the car. "You're not doing too bad," said Alice. "But they're not too high, which helps." "Not so much that, but its the smaller steps," said Caroline. "When you wear skirts, you do take smaller steps," smiled Alice. "Get used to it." Caroline said no more and reached the car with little trouble. She was just hoping that she didn't trip whilst at the store. She sat in the back, along with Emily's carry cot. When they arrived at the supermarket, or hypermarket to be more precise, as it sold plenty more than just groceries, they collected a trolley with a baby chair perched on top. This was for Emily to sit in, while Lucy was just going to ride around in her rear facing pushchair. Food appeared to be the main priority though, as Alice helped Caroline fill the trolley will all manner of foods, from fruit and vegetables, to cuts of meat. Ready meals were not going to be totally removed from Caroline's menu, but they were to be reduced. The same was to be said for take-aways too. Once the trolley was full of food, they headed to the areas where other items were to be found. Household items such as toiletries and kitchen accessories were staples of all supermarkets, but electrical appliances, toys, cosmetics and clothes, were not. It was the latter two that Alice wanted, and soon, Caroline had put a new handbag, some costume jewellery, and some make-up items into the trolley too. As a safeguard, they had picked up another pack of nappies too. "I hope this doesn't come to too much?" she asked, as they finally headed for a cashier queue. "Some of these items are one offs, so don't fret," said Alice. "And nappies will be a major purchase for months." "Okay. Lets just get these things paid for, and we can head back to my place for dinner," said Caroline. * * * They arrived back at Caroline's house and started bringing in all the shopping that they had bought. "I've never seen my freezer so full," said Caroline. "Are you sure I'll be using all this?" "I'll visit you each afternoon, and give you lessons," said Alice. "You need to be able to cook. Especially when Emily gets older." Caroline's first cooking lesson was coming up, and it was a Sunday lunch. Alice was staying for dinner, as well as doing the teaching. "So, pork steaks," she said. "Won't take that long in the oven. Just wrap them in foil." She showed Caroline how to wrap the meat up before putting them on an oven tray, and then into the oven. Now, she moved on to the vegetables, and this was one lesson that was done together. Peeling and cutting the carrots and potatoes, before putting them in saucepans of water to boil, along with some dwarf beans. "I'll make a cook out of you yet," smiled Alice. "Loads more skills to learn, but we'll get there." As they waited for the dinner to finish cooking, Caroline went to her bedroom and took some of her purchases with her. Alice quickly followed. "We can't leave the food alone! What if it boils over?" "I wanted to try an outfit, just for dinner," explained Caroline. "Okay, but just choose one quickly. You can change downstairs.? Caroline was stuck for choice, but selected a plain blouse and green/blue skirt. She then followed Alice back downstairs. But changing was left until the dinner was nearly done. Alice turned down the heat under the saucepans, showing this to Caroline. She then allowed Caroline to get changed, before helping her choose make up that complimented her simple attire. ?I'll do your nails after dinner,? said Alice. ?But I imagine its ready to serve.? The dinner hadn't taken that long to cook, since they were only cooking for themselves. Once the vegetables were drained, and the meat removed, Alice took the stock from each and made gravy using it, along with some gravy powder. Another lesson for Caroline. They sat at the table in the living room, on opposite sides so that they could speak face to face. Alice was still coming to terms with Caroline's appearance, let alone calling her Caroline. ?I can't believe that you're practically female,? she said. ?Actually, I don't know what to believe.? ?Me neither,? said Caroline. ?But I just want to thank you for being a friend, and for making the most out of a very awkward situation.? ?Awkward? Complicated, more like,? said Alice. ?I hate to admit it, but I was beginning to like you. But I can't, since I'm not attracted to women, and....? She couldn't finish her sentence, but really didn't need to. ?I hate to admit it, but I'm beginning to feel the same way,? sighed Caroline. ?You're still attractive, but not in that way.? ?You think you might like men now?? ?I don't know, but it might be that way now,? replied Caroline. The realisation made Caroline feel uneasy, but she managed to finish her dinner. Afterwards, she sat on the sofa and put her head in her hands. ?Not only am I becoming a woman, but a straight woman too,? she sobbed. Alice sat by her and put an arm around her. ?It's not the end of the world. You're not bad looking at all, and you've got a wonderful baby daughter.? ?I just dread to think what will go through my mind when I see a man now.? ?Something like 'He looks handsome'?? suggested Alice. ?Just put it to one side for now, and if any men just try it, ignore them.? But Caroline couldn't. Even seeing her nails gain some notable length, thanks to some extensions, couldn't help relax her. Only when she had Emily back in her arms, did she calm down. It proved a good thing too, for Caroline was finding this latest change a little hard to accept. Alice stopped with her all day, just to keep her company, and to help her relax. ?Couldn't I just become a lesbian?? sighed Caroline, as she continued to hold Emily in her arms. Emily was now asleep and looking peaceful. ?Try not to think about it,? said Alice. ?You've got work tomorrow, and that should be more than enough to worry about.? ?I'm still not a complete woman yet, though,? added Caroline. ?Hopefully, I will be soon. I'm so out of balance right now.? ?You mean as in part man, part woman?? asked Alice. ?Yes. Mostly woman, yet man in the all important area,? she replied. ?It will happen. Your body has changed this much, and it would only make sense if it changed completely,? said Alice. ?As for the mental changes, just try not to worry too much. You may adapt to them quicker than you think.? ?You think so?? ?Just think positive, and concentrate on caring for Emily.? ?I don't think I need to. My maternal instincts are well established, I think,? said Caroline. ?Well, most of the time, they let you live in peace,? smiled Alice, whose daughter Lucy was also fast asleep. Caroline smiled back, understanding completely. She was sorry to see Alice leave that evening, having enjoyed her company. ?I'll be back in the morning to pick you up. Just wear something smart, preferably a skirt suit.? ?I just wish my hair was slightly longer,? said Caroline. ?Well, you know what to do with that. Don't get it cut.? She saw that Caroline wasn't amused at that. She went over and hugged her. ?I hope the magic helps you there,? she added. ?I hope so too. Thanks again. I don't know what I could have done without you,? said Caroline. ?Don't mention it. I'm ready to help you through this, and I'm sure the job is far from done,? said Alice. They hugged once more and said their goodbyes. Caroline then watched as Alice drove away. She was only distracted when Emily started crying. She turned and closed the door, then went to see what her daughter wanted. That night, Caroline went to bed wearing her nighty. She looked in the standing mirror that had appeared in the room, feeling awkward. She was hoping that tonight, her body would finish changing. She wouldn't be disappointed, but it did have a down side. It was in the middle of the night that Caroline awoke. A sudden pain had started in her groin, and it was not pleasant. She switched on the table lamp, got out of bed and hobbled over to the mirror. She lifted up her nighty and lowered her panties. There was just enough light from the lamp for her to see what was happening. She could see that her penis was now shrinking back into a slit that had formed. Her testes were already withdrawing and were nearly gone. The pain started to subside, as her penis finished withdrawing. All that was left were the folds of her new labia. She was a complete woman at last. She sighed with relief, though the pain had tired her further. It was only when she wiped some sweat from her brow that she noticed something else. Her hair was longer and thicker. It was now down to her shoulders and framing her face. She stared in the mirror for a few minutes longer, before sleep over came her once more. She needed to sleep, for it was to be a busy morning. But she couldn't wait. * * * She regretted those few minutes during the night, for when the alarm clock went off that morning, she still felt tired. ?Monday bloody morning!!? she sighed. She got out of bed nonetheless, feeling far from cheerful. The thought of taking a better look at her longer hair and new undercarriage seemed to have left her mind, until she stood in front of the bathroom mirror. ?It's too short, I need to grow it some more,? she sighed. ?Wait, what am I thinking?! It's grown a few inches in the night.? If that wasn't enough, she got caught cold with the toilet. She forgot to sit down at first, and only some went in the bowl as a result. It did give her a chance to look at her womanhood though. She was just using some tissue paper to mop up the mess when Emily could be heard crying. ?I know, you probably need a new nappy, and you want some breakfast,? she said, lifting her from her cot, which was still in her room. Sorting Emily out took a few minutes, and once she had had a new nappy fitted, and some milk in her tummy, she fell asleep again. Caroline was relieved, and went back to getting herself ready. She sorted out a suit from her wardrobe and put it on. She brushed her hair again, and then went to put on some make-up, trying to remember how Alice had taught her. Alice arrived soon after, and too soon for Caroline. She had Lucy with her, for she intended to take Emily along with her, to be looked after by her parents, as had been the case for the past two weeks. ?Well, have you found a wig in your wardrobe?? she asked Caroline. ?No, its my hair. It grew out during the night,? replied Caroline. ?Plus, I'm complete!? ?Wow, it looks really good,? said Alice. ?And did you say complete?? ?I have a vagina now!? smiled Caroline. ?So, it all happened last night! I'm so pleased for you,? said Alice. ?Ok, so, are you ready?? ?Not quite,? sighed Caroline. ?I lost some sleep last night. Didn't want to get up.? Alice looked her over some more, and noticed that her nail extensions needed some touching up. She looked at her attire and smiled. ?Well, you're almost ready. Just need to do your nails, and put some earrings on,? she said, brushing Caroline's hair away, revealing her ears. ?I forgot about them,? sighed Caroline. ?No worries. You do forget what your ears look like when your hair is long,? joked Alice. Both items were remedied quickly, and before Caroline knew it, she was in the passenger seat of Alice's car. ?I'm slightly nervous about what might be said,? said Caroline of their workplace. ?If reality has changed, then they'll be expecting you, and not Carl,? said Alice. ?Talking of which, I spoke with my mom and dad last night, and they seem to have realised that you're called Caroline now.? ?You told them?? asked Caroline. ?No, I didn't. But they asked me if Caroline still wanted her daughter babysitting,? replied Alice. ?Trust me, the world sees you as a woman now.? Caroline lowered the sun visor and looked in the mirror. The sight of her medium brown hair resting about her shoulders in a bob cut looked good, but something felt wrong. ?I'm growing it more,? she said. ?I think I went too short.? ?Eh? You went too short? You've never had it this long!? said Alice. ?Did I say that?? asked Caroline, looking puzzled. ?Goodness, am I losing myself?? ?Is this the first time you've had thoughts like this?? asked Alice. ?First thing this morning, I looked at myself and felt bad about it not being longer.? ?This is something else we need to look at,? said Alice. ?I hope you keep your old thoughts, as I want to remember something of your old self.? ?So do I,? said Caroline. ?But I think I'll grow my hair a bit more, nonetheless.? ?Actually, it would look nicer,? said Alice. ?Well, here we are. Better be quick, in case theres traffic on the main road.? They got out and collected their babies from the back seat, They then headed to the front door of Alice's parents' house and dropped them off. ?See you later, Lucy. Bye.? They both said goodbye to Alice's parents and headed back to the car. ?Well, they seemed to accept me without question,? said Caroline. ?As though they've always believed I've been female.? ?That's what I meant,? said Alice. ?And it will be the same at work. Relax and feel glad to be a woman.? For the first time since commencing her transformation, Caroline felt comfortable in her new body. Still, she felt that there was more to learn, and then there was the prospect of seeing men in a different light. She wasn't yet sure on how to handle being a single heterosexual female. They arrived in the car park some 15 minutes later, and on time. Caroline got out, smoothed out her skirt, placed her handbag over her shoulder, briefcase in her right hand, and finally, took a deep breath. With Alice beside her, she walked into the building and awaited the comments. ?Morning Alice, morning Caroline,? said the security man at the entrance. ?Morning Fred,? replied Alice. ?Morning,? said Caroline, not sure what to believe. Heading to the lift at the back of the foyer, they headed for their floor. In the lift, Caroline just looked to Alice. Alice read the look on her face and smiled. They couldn't say anything as they were not the only ones in the lift. Arriving on their floor, they made for their desks. Caroline was now among faces she knew well, and she could only guess that they too would see her as a woman. It turned out to be that way, and Emily was the subject they confronted her with. ?Morning Caroline. How's the adoption coming along?? asked her supervisor, Derek. ?Fine. Filled in the papers and sent them off,? she replied. ?I hope they go through, because we're really getting along.? She was trying to look unsurprised at it all, for it really did appear that reality had altered. Alice was the only one unaffected. She sat down at her desk, placed her handbag beneath it and turned to her briefcase. The routine of her job still remained fluent in her mind, and it helped. Immersing herself in her work, she took some of the pressure off, allowing her to relax a bit. She did find that her mind did contain conflicting memories. She still had memories of having her hair longer than it was now, though her current length was the longest she had ever had it. Even so, she wasn't bothered as her hair fell across her face when ever she leaned forward. It felt natural. Something else felt natural too, and this did give her the jitters. Some of the men working at the office had always been good looking as far as she knew ? as Carl, but now she saw them as attractive from a womans point of view. They had gone from being mates and rivals, to wet dreams. She mentioned it to Alice during lunch in the canteen. ?So, you're a woman. Just relish the thought of being held by a handsome man. It feels sooo good.? ?I don't need demos,? replied Caroline. ?But thoughts of kissing a man feel good too.? ?Don't feel bad about it. Perhaps its time to forget the old you, in some ways,? said Alice. ?It's all too clear now, that we are the only ones who knew Carl.? ?Yes, sounds so dumb,? said Caroline. ?It's as though Carl never existed.? ?Exactly.? ?Alice. I'm so glad you remember, for I think I might need reminding.? ?Once you've settled down, you might forget to ask. But I'll be here for you, no matter what. Friends?? ?Friends,? replied Caroline, placing her hand on Alice's.