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Reality TV Show By Terry Hansay "Mom are you kidding me? You want me to go on TV and compete for one million dollars on THAT girly show? The show we watch where people dress up as girls and try to fake out the others with the audience sending in their votes as to who is the "trick" person? Really Mom? "Son, this is a perfect game for you. We can win the million bucks so easy. You would be a natural at it with my help. Just think what a million dollars could do for us?" "Mom tell me how I can win, what do I have to do?" "Paul, you would go on the TV show, you know with the other three people, like a police line up and the audience would pick who is the "special one" out of the four contestants." "Ok, Mom, what do I have to do?" "Paul, you would be on TV and doing all those things we see on that TV show with the other three girls. You would act out with them, try to blend in with them, to look and be like them so that you could win the money." So how do I win the million bucks? The judges and TV audience would be told there is a boy among the four looking girls; voters would try to pick out the boy in group. If the boy (you) doesn't get picked, you win the million dollars. You know how the TV show works. "What do you mean, three girls and a boy on stage, of course they can see quickly who the boy is, come on Mom be real!" "Son, you would be dressed as one of the girls. You would look and act just like them. You could do this and win us the money." "What... dress as one of the girls, how, me, how do I do that, I am a boy????" "Paul, you know how, you have told me you wanted to crossdress and you wear a girls nightgown to bed every night now and you look so darling. You are short, small and petite. You would make a very cute girl for one million dollars." "Wow, where did you come up with this crazy idea? I can't go on TV dressed up as a girl. I will look like a boy dressed as a girl. Of course I will standout with the other three girls and loose the contest. Get real Mom." "Son, think about all that money. We could have so much fun doing this just you and I together like daughter and Mommy. I think you would love it if you just would give it a try." "Mom I am meeting Mary at the mall now, I am late. I will think about your crazy crazy idea. Really Mom that idea is way way out there... me being a girl on TV, everyone seeing me. How could that happen? All my friends would laugh at me." I met my girlfriend Mary at the mall. I could not get my Moms idea out of my head. To make things worse, Mary dragged me into Victoria Secrets while she bought some bras and panties. Even though I love going into this girly store, today was different. I saw all those pretty feminine things, thinking I might be wearing them on TV, Wow! At lunch Mary commented how nervous I was in VS and was wondering if I was ok. Mind you she knows I wear nightgowns to bed and panties 24/7. She loves my softer side as she calls it. We really connect in tons of ways. "Paul, I know of your Mother's idea. She told me and I think you could have so much fun and you could win all that money. You are so sweet; you would make a perfect girl. That is why I love you so much." Wow, what did she say, I would make a perfect girl? What is going on here, I thought to myself. "Mary do you really think I could dress up and act like a girl enough to fake out a TV audience and look like those three other girls?" "Yes, you have all the features of a girl and with a little padding here and there and training, you could be the winner, the cutest girl on TV, my winner." I could not believe my ears; even my girlfriend thought I could be a girl. Now this is getting crazy. I have often thought of cross-dressing, but to have my Mom and girlfriend help me and win a million dollars, and go on TV, Wow.... This is too much! Mary came back to my house and we all had dinner. Obviously talking all the time about this TV show. Mary wanted to take me upstairs to try some makeup and a wig. I got so excited I thought I was going to wet my panties. They saw my excitement and grabbed my hand pulling me upstairs. Mary is a professional makeup artist so she did a really good job on me. When they let me look in the mirror I did look totally different. I could not believe my girly look, that of a sweet soft little girl at least from the neck up. Both girls giggled saying I looked perfect. The rest of my look is easy, all padding and lacey soft dresses. Mom was snapping photos and Mary was saying how perfect I looked. I was the million-dollar girl and the winner they kept saying. Could I do this, could I win the money? "Mom do you really think I can pull this off? "Son with our help you can be the girl I know you always wanted to be. We can do this, we can be rich"! I looked in the mirror, I saw a girl, amazing what a wig and makeup can do to a boy I thought. "Ok, girls let's win the million dollars, but I need your help." "Oh, son, you got our help 24/7, you will be the daughter I always wanted." "Ok Mom lets eat dinner and talk. How do I get this makeup off now, feels funny?" "Son, you better get use to wearing makeup, you will be wearing makeup everyday, one of the many adventures we women have. Leave it on now and lets go downstairs and celebrate the million dollars. I felt strange walking around in a wig and makeup. Mary and Mom went on like it was normal on me. Mary seemed so excited I was willing to do this, dress as a girl. She was talking about how we need to get started soon so that I become natural in my new feminine world. Mary can you come over tomorrow around 3pm and we will all start planning Paul's transition and training. It was late, Mary left and Mom took me upstairs to show my how to remove my makeup. "Paul before I take off your pretty makeup, slip on your nightgown and lets see how you look. Wow, looking in the mirror, in my pink lacy nightgown finished the picture. Maybe I had hopes of become the princess my mother says I can become. "Paul all you need now are some curves, like a pretty bustline and shapely hips. This will be so easy, so much fun. You will become the most beautiful girl and you will win the million dollars, just look at you now with no practice.... You are a natural girl sweetie." It took forever to take my makeup off. I was thinking this is a lot of work ... the time to put on and take off girl's makeup. "Paul, would you like to leave on your wig, you look so natural in it. Frames your pretty face so nicely." "No, Mom, my head is spinning and I need to sleep tonight. Not sure I could handle tonight all this new hair." "Paul, ok, but soon you will have to get use to sleeping with all your new girly hair, with your wig on. We girls have hair and you will have to get use to it, washing and setting your long hair. Even going to the beauty salon." This was too much. I crashed on my bed and was out like a light. Chapter Two I got up early, maybe I was excited, but I went into my Mothers bedroom and sat at her makeup table starring at myself. Starring at me thinking how different I looked last night with all the makeup on. Thinking could I really pull this off? Would my friends know me on TV? Could I handle being a girl for the TV show? "Sweetie, are you thinking about last night, are you wishing you could have your makeup on?" You know you looked so pretty last night, you know we will have so much fun. I can't wait to win all that money! Shall I put your makeup back on now dear?" "Mom, not sure, can we just leave the makeup off for now. We have a lot to work out and I want to focus on the plan. I am nervous about all this." "Ok son, get your shower and come on down for breakfast. We will work it out, all will be fine. Don't worry your pretty head about all this, that is my job." Mom was on the phone talking with the producers of the TV show accepting their offer for us to be on their reality show. We had to sign a contract which would be sent overnight mail and we had a short time period to make this work it sounded. I didn't leave the house today watching the re-runs of this reality show. All looked fun and easy. Not sure where they came up with doing this girly show or contest, but I was nervous about doing it. But I wanted to win a million dollars, who wouldn't dress up like a girl to win that? It's like Halloween, just a costume contest, I kept telling myself. Mary came over at 3pm and we all sat around the kitchen table as Mom laid out her plan. "Paul you understand you will be on stage with three other girls and you will be the fourth one. You have to look and behave like the other girls. If the judges figure out you are not a girl, you loose. So, not only do you have to look like a teenage girl, you have to act and play like a girl." "Mom what do you mean, 'play like a girl'?" "Son, you have seen the show, the contestant's do different things to add to the show. "Mom you are freaking me out calling me a girl." "Paul, you will have to become a girl in all sense of the word. I hope when you walk on stage, on camera you will think you ARE a girl. Your brain MUST think and act like a teenage girl. That is the only way you will pull this off. You have to walk and talk the girls life." "My plan is to fly to California 6-7 weeks before the show. You will need a lot of training and you need to experience being a girl so that you become a girl in all her moves and activities." "Mom, does that mean I have to dress and act like a girl for all those weeks before the TV show? How can I do that?" "Paul, you need to get use to being a girl. You have to act and become the princess that every girl wants to be. Paul, I know you can do this, I see your loving soft side and that is what I love about you so much," Mary said. "Paul, I would like Mary to come with us to California and help prepare you. She can help with makeup and hair and really be a big help. She will be your big sister." I looked at Mary, she smiled and was shaking her head yes. "Plus Paul, I have looked into a school out there that can help train you for a couple of days. Strange as it sounds, there is a school that helps boys become girls. How great is that!" "Mom, this is all way too much stuff. I have a sister now, I am going to a school that turns boys into girls, and I will have to wear a wig, a dress for 6-7 weeks? Wow, my brain is having a hard time with all this." "Son, I have help for your brain. There are pills that will relax you and give you a softer look at life, like the way us girls see life." "Wow, then I need those pills. I am having a hard time with all this stuff." Mary came over to me hugging me whispering in my ear saying, "Sister, we are going to have so much fun, you will win the money with the help of your sister and Mom." Did she call me her sister? Wow, I think I need the pills right now. Mom got real serious looking at me saying, "Paul if we are going to win this money, you have to commit to every bit of training Mary and I will give you. You cannot question us, you must greet all your new girly experiences with excitement. I know you can do this and I think the three of us will have so much fun doing it." "I know Mom, I will try. I am 100% committed to making this work. I still find it hard to think I can become a girl in a couple of months, but I will try." We all group hugged and kissed each other. Seemed so strange hugging both my Mom and my girlfriend together. But then, my girlfriend is now my sister. Wow, this is going to be strange. "Paul, I think the first thing is to go to Betty's Boutique and get some clothes for our new girl. Even before we leave for California you need to get use to the new clothes us girls wear. Plus we need to pick a girls name for you." "Mom do I really need a girls name. I am not sure I can handle that." "Paul, now is the time, I thought you were ready. How can you be a girl without a girls name?" "Ok, how about Sam, you know for Samantha." "Are you kidding me? You need a feminine name so that the judges will not think twice about that. How about Penelope! I always wanted a daughter named Penelope." "A little to feminine, but if you think so Mom, Penelope it is"! "Mary what do you think, do you like that name for your new sister?" "I love it Mom. I think my new sister will love it too!" "Ok, then Penelope it is, lets go do some shopping. You know us girls love to shop." "Mom you want to go right now. What about my wig, I can't wear this outside." "Why not, we will just pull it back and you will look like a boy with long hair." Lets go girls... I could not believe my girlfriend Mary and my Mother were pulling me out the front door to go to my Mothers girly store. Off we went, felt very strange. Chapter Three Here I was walking into my Mothers lingerie store to buy girly lingerie for me. What will these two buy me? There was Betty with a huge smile. Did she know what was going on? Maybe she liked my head of hair? Oh well, Betty gave me a big hug and said how much fun we were all going to have. She dragged me into the back room and told me to strip down to my underwear and stand on this machine. I got nervous stripping down looking at my Mother. Penelope, take your clothes off, we are all girls here don't be embarrassed sweetie." Betty got so excited hearing my new name saying, "What a sweet name for you Paul. I just love it, it fits your face beautifully, dear." I smiled thinking now it's starting with this new name thing. Will I ever get use to that girl's name for me? Betty got me on the machine, strange machine, I thought. "Penelope, this machine will measure your body and give us every measurement we need for your new clothes. Stand up tall, shoulders back, smile dear this is fun." "Ok, Penelope, we need to get you out of that cotton t-shirt and into your first training bra. I do like your panties. Glad to see you are already wearing your panties. Let me see if I can get a match bra for those panties." Betty was gone as I looked at my mother. "Mom, do I really have to wear a bra, really?" "Penelope, do girls wear bras? Does your sister here wear a bra? Do I wear a bra? Then of course you have to wear a bra. Girls wear bras. You will learn to love wearing pretty bras, so much that you will never want to take your bra off. Trust me dear, we know what is best for our new girl." "Maybe my new girl is dreaming of having big boobies like your sister and wanting to wear a real shapely padded bra. That would be so sweet, but all in due time sweet Penelope, your figure will develop and you WILL be wearing big girl bras, maybe even soon if you are a good girl." Betty fitted me with the training bra. Looking down was not much there, no cups. Just some padding and tons of lace. "Penelope, this pretty bra fits you perfectly. This bra will get you use to wearing your new lingerie. Let me check the straps, so sweet." Mom this bra feels funny. I think it's too tight I said. "Sweetie, Betty measured you for your bra. She knows what she is doing. I think your bra is the right size. You are not use to wearing a bra. Bras will be tight since they are there to support your breasts. Soon you will know what this is like, having boobies like your sister and me. Lets put on your panty girdle now too, that will be really tight but important to hide and control your little guy down there." "Penelope, I think you know how tight bras should be. I think you have snuck into my bedroom and tried on my bras. Tell me the truth Penelope, have you worn Mommies bras before?" I got so red in the face, Mom knew, I looked up with a little smile saying, "Yes, Mom I have tried on your bras before. Don't yell at me, I just was so fascinated with bras, I just had to try one on. Your bras are so so pretty. Don't yell at me!" "I am not going to yell at you. I wish you had told me sooner. I think that is very sweet, wanting to wear Mommy's bras. If I would have know I would have bought you your own bras sooner." Wow, that was a big relief plus she said she would have bought me my own bras? Wow, I would have loved that. By the time we were done shopping here, I had 6 training bras, four panty girdles, garters belts, nylons, more night gowns, full slips, half slips, I could not keep track of all the lingerie my Mother was buying me. "Penelope, you already wear panties everyday but I think you need new prettier silky panties now. Panties with more lacy, and pink and girly colors and not just those white cotton ones you have been wearing. I squeezed myself, here my Mother was buying all this pretty underwear for me. Thank you Fantasy TV show! Next came some blouses and carpi pants, very much for girls, flowers and lace all over them. The blouse was so thin and tight I could see my bra and told my Mother I did not like that. "Why do I have to wear such tight clothes? I can hardly move in these clothes. Plus I think my bra and girdle is too tight, something is wrong." "Sweetie, you will learn us girls love to show off our figures, you know our curves. Tight pretty soft clothes do that for us. You will get use to your new clothes. Plus your new bra and girdle should be tight, they are helping to curve your figure. They make you pretty! Remember, this is all new for my girl, take your time and enjoy." "You look divine Penelope. That blouse fits you perfectly. Showing a little lingerie makes the girls outfit, boys love it, plus you look so so pretty." Did she say boys love seeing my bra under my blouse? Why would boys be looking at me, I am a boy? Mom un-did my hair and now looking in the mirror seeing my face and long hair, my training bra under this feminine blouse sent the real signal that I was a girl. She handled me some girly shoes and said these will complete the outfit with the purse she gave me. This was way to fast. I could hardly stand as Mary grabbed my arm and took me out into the big lingerie store. Strange, no one gave me a second look. Like I was one of girls here shopping and no question I was a boy. Wow, maybe I do pass as a girl. Mom whispered in my ear, "Penelope would you like to have your ears pierced now? I think you need pretty ears like Mommy and Sis. What do you think sweetie?" "Mom putting holes in my ears is a little too permanent don't you think?" "Penelope, every teenage girl I know begs their Moms for pierced ears. You are a girl now and this is what girls do. Don't worry about having holes in your ears, you need pretty earrings now." Mary said she agreed with Mom, I needed earrings. "See how cute mine are, I think you would love wear these dangling cute earrings sister." "Ok, I guess you know what is best for me and this TV contest. I sure hope this does not hurt." Mary and my Mom looked at each other, giggling saying, "No that wouldn't hurt, only happens once." Not sure why they were laughing. Betty's store does the piercing so we were done in a second. It was quick. The piercing did hurt but Mom told me to get over it, it's what us girls go through to be pretty. Mom picked out some very feminine earrings but said I would have to wait a day or two before wearing them so that my ears would heal. Now I kept looking at all the other ladies in the store what they were wearing as earrings. I asked Mary why I was now so interested in what earrings other ladies were wearing. "It's a girl thing. We all check out what other girls are wearing to see if we are just as fashionable as they are. It's all part of being a girl Penelope." Never had these feelings as a boy, guess it all part of my new life as a girl. Back home both my Mother and Mary could not stop talking about how good I looked. How much fun they had picking out my first bra. I did not understand why they were so excited. Mary grabbed my hand and said lets go finish your new look with some makeup and we have to polish your nails. No girl should be without makeup and nail polish. We went upstairs and Mary did my makeup and taught me how to polish my nails. I kept looking in the mirror as she did my nails thinking how good I looked with makeup. Plus this top was very feminine with my bra straps showing.... I was feeling much different now, not sure how to explain my new feelings, I told Mary. I got a little nervous when Mary put bright pink glossily lipstick on me. She also put what she called a glossy covering to highlight my lips. I giggled saying, "Are my nails the same color as my lipstick? Is that ok? "Penelope, of course it's ok. You look fashionable, so sweet. You will get use to all these girly "things," we have so much to teach my new sister." Looking in the mirror, I thought this was too much. Mary knew I was nervous saying, "Don't worry you will get use to lipstick. It took me time too, but this makes your whole look. You look so so pretty with lipstick." I knew it is what girls do wear flashy colored lipstick. Just never thought I would be wearing lipstick. Mary changed the subject to talk about tomorrows shopping trip to the mall to the teen store. "Penelope, this outfit your Mother bought you today is nice, but we have to get you something more your age. The Teen Boutique in the mall is just the place. You and I will have to check it out. You will just love the clothes there. We were finished as Mary brought out a pair of high heels. "Penelope, your Mom wants you to start wearing these heels at home. You need to get use to wearing these heels and now is a good time to start," Mary said. I love high heels and was so excited to try them on. I remember I use to sneak into my Moms bedroom and try on her heels. I loved it. After slipping on these heels, I felt so different. Looking in the mirror (which I seem to do a lot now, maybe it's a girl thing) I noticed how tall I was and how it made me stand tall with my shoulders back. "Mary, couple of days ago you and I were boyfriend and girlfriend, boy and girl. Now look at me. What must you think of me? How can I be your boyfriend now looking like this? I feel strange doing this. Are you ok with me doing all this girly stuff?" "Paul, or should I say Penelope, you are still my boyfriend. Just that you and I are having some fun dressing you up to win some big money. I am enjoying this, I still love you. Plus I find you more attractive standing there in your heels and training bra. For now you are my sister, remember Mom said I was now your sister. So lets have fun Sis, and show the world what fun sisters can have and win the million dollars too." "Mary you are so sweet. I love you too. I just hope that I can pull this off and win that money. Just between you and I ... I have always dreamed what it would be like to dress up like this. I am excited with your help." "Penelope, I know you do have a very strong feminine side to you and that is what we will bring out in you. You will make a great girl when we are done, but you will have to take our direction and not question your Mom and me. We know best, after all we are women!" "Lets go downstairs and show Mom your pretty nails and high heels." Strange, Mary keeps referring to my Mother as her Mother. I think I like having her as my sister or should I say being her sister. Mom was pleased with my makeup and new nails. She even congratulated me on my walk in the heels, pointing out how I should swing my hips more and arms. "Would you girls like to have a sleep over tonight? I think it would be fun if you two sisters have a slumber party. What do you think girls?" I blurted out, YES and so did Mary. We had dinner and Mom said she would do the dishes and we could go upstairs and get into our nightgowns. Like little kids, Mary and I both ran upstairs and got into our matching pink lace nightgowns. These nightgowns I loved since they had small cups on my chest, making me look more like a girl. Even though I had no breasts. Mary and I stayed in our bedroom all night doing our hair and doing each other makeup in funky colors and such. We were having so much fun. Mom brought us food and we giggled the night away. We jumped into my queen size bed and I noticed something strange down with my little guy. He was very excited and I think ready to explode. I was embarrassed as I held him. "Penelope, what is wrong, you look worried." "Mary I think my little guy wants you, he is very excited, he might explode. I am so embarrassed. "Oh Penelope, don't be embarrassed, it ok, it's natural. Lets go into the bathroom and get rid of your excitement. That is not good for you, a developing girl, to have that little guy so active." I could not believe we went into the bathroom, she took my panties off me and wrapped them around me as she looked into my eyes saying, "Let our your juices out sweetie, you will love the feeling and it will calm you down." With her saying that I exploded. Wow, I thought I was going to heaven, Mary holding my little guy and him releasing. Mary wiped me up with my soft panties. Felt so good, I was embarrassed. "Penelope, I think we should listen to what your Mom said, you should be wearing your girdle all the time now even to bed, until those pills get your little guy calmed down. Your girdle will hold him down and not let him explode." Chapter Four It was about a week before we were to leave for California when Mom suggested Mary stays at our house so that we can practice more and for me to bond with my sister. Mary moved in and into my bedroom. I liked that but for some reason I did not have those girlfriend feelings for her any more. She seemed to be my sister and we bonded like that. I asked my Mother why I don't have those male emotions for my girlfriend like before. She told me those pills I am taking are slowing down my male feelings for her. I did feel different now with those pills. But I liked it. Felt calmer and more relaxed. I really knew we were all family now when my Mother, "sister" and me walk around the upstairs in our bras and panties getting ready. Has become second nature for us but for me a little strange seeing my Mother in her lingerie. Several times she told me not to be embarrassed; we are all girls now and in the same family. During the weeks leading up to our trip I have gone to the beauty salon many times. Real comfortable going there now. All the girls there love me and I have so much fun being pampered there. Mom was right, I could get use to all the attention I am getting as a girl. I have done several "public" outings in several outfits these past couple of weeks. I think Mom was getting me comfortable dressing as a girl out in public. I must say I was good at it and did not cause any attention to myself. Was strange when some boys keep starring me down. But Mom talked me through that saying that is what happens to pretty girls. When those boys smiled at me, for some reason I smiled back and seem to enjoy the attention. Must be those pills, they work good I thought. Mom and I signed up on-line for the school in California, the one that changes boy into girls. I was not comfortable at first on their web site. How could a school change a person? I did not want to be changed, just needed to cross dress for a bit to win that money. We signed up for classes at the school like ballet, sewing classes, how to talk like a girl, how to walk like a girl, lots of "how to classes." I guess I need those classes to learn how girls act, Mom said. They even had swimming classes. What does that mean? How can I fit into a girl's bathing suit? I asked Mom how that works. She told be the school has a special belt for me to wear and will make my little guy down there disappear and that I can wear a bikini and no one will know the difference. I will have the perfect shape of a teenage girl. That was strange. How will they make him disappear? On the school's web site there were many testimonials from what I guess were students. The photos of these girls were unreal. The girls were gorgeous, beautiful. They had the most perfect figures and it was clear they wanted to show their feminine shapes, beautiful smiles, just perfect looking. Could they do this to me? We started packing for the big trip. Mom would not let me take any of my boy clothes. She even said I would wear a dress and my favorite heels on the plane. She has cleared my travel as a girl and there should be no problems. That made me nervous. I could not believe all the "stuff" I packed to travel. Between the makeup, hair spray, nail polish, bras, girdles, slips, purses, shoes, I had two big suitcases. I asked Mom why I needed so many pairs of shoes. "Penelope, we girls love our shoes and we need a special pair for each outfit. You have to be fashionable now that you are a girl. Takes a lot of work to be pretty, but look how pretty you have become in a short time! Chapter Five - the Plane trip Joe our limousine driver picked us up. What a nice service as the man said, "Ladies let me take your bags as he opened the door for us to get in the limo. Wow this was pampering. I had a hard time getting in the back sit with this tight pencil dress on. I watch Mary get in sitting first and then swing in her legs tight together. I got the message and did the same. I was surprise how relaxed I was walking through security and the airport. I was swinging my purse hearing the click of my high heels having a good old time. Mary even commented how much fun I was having. "I think my sister is having fun, such a cutie, we will have so much fun on our girls getaway trip," Mary said. The deal sealer was when the security man said, "Ok ladies you all are next, step right up"! Sounded strange to hear him call me a lady, but I liked it. All went fine, got right through security. I got nervous when the alarms went off when Mary walked though the scanners. Mary smiled and said to the women agent, "it's my underwire bra dear. I forgot to not wear a underwire bra to the airport, how silly of me." The agent scanned her chest and smiled saying no problem. I was nervous then, do I have a underwire bra on? Mom whispered to me, "Penelope, don't worry sweetie, your bra has no wires, you will not have a problem. Smile you are fine with your training bra." We got on the plane, all sat together in tight seats. Mary whispered to me, "Penelope, keep your knees together, legs together, be lady like." I got so embarrassed; I quick close my legs and put my hands on my skirted lap. Looking down I admired my long colorful nails and jewelry Mary gave me to wear. Looked so feminine. I said to Mary why do I have to worry about my legs in these tight seats, no one can look up my dress in front of me now in these tight seats. "Sis, you have to get in the habit of always keeping your legs together now. You are wearing skirts and we girls don't want boys looking up our dresses at our lingerie, do we?" "I hear you Mary, to much to remember." "Don't worry, you are in training now, you will remember this and many other feminine things as time goes on. I have been a girl for 19 years, you have only been a girl for 3 weeks. You are doing fabulous, so sweet! After your training, your demeanor will be second nature, you will keep your legs together without even thinking, it's just what us girls do!" The flight was fun. Mary and I sat there painting and polishing our fingernails, something to do to pass the time. Got to thinking how much fun this was, doing our nails, endless girly chatting like two teenage sisters, something I would have never thought would be fun before all this but it was a different kind of fun. This was the first time I used a ladies room in a public area, on the plane. Was strange walking into a bathroom saying Women. No one gave me a second look. I looked in the little mirror and a strange thought came over me. I place my hands on my cups of my training bra and thought what would it be like to have real breasts like Mary, my girlfriend. I shook my head changing my thinking and without a second thought, got my comb out of my purse to comb my long hair. I thought that was real girly and I did it without thinking. I even remembered to bring my purse to the ladies room, wow! Maybe I am learning how to be a girl. We landed and another limo picked us up. Love these guys handling our luggage, such pampering, love it. I could get use to being pampered. Our hotel was a two bedroom with a living room and kitchen since we were going to be here many weeks. The TV studio is right down the block and Mom said my school is right around the corner. We unpacked and Mom said lets go out for dinner. This was scary now I had no boys clothes here, nothing. I would be in dresses, bras, girls clothes now, everyday until after the TV show in 4 weeks. As we were walking out of our hotel room, Mom said, "Penelope, are you missing something dear? You forgot your purse." "Oh Mom it's hard to remember all this stuff. How do you do it? I am afraid I will leave my purse behind some place." "Don't worry dear, we will help you and you will learn to carry your purse and it will be like second nature to carry your purse. Trust me, your sister and I have done it for years." Chapter Six - Checking into school The big day came to check into Betty's School for boys who want to be girls. I was scared since I really didn't want to be a girl, just act like one so I could win that money. But Mom knows best so I agreed to check in for their four-day course. The headmistress was very nice. Mom and Mary checked me in to the school and said they would be back in four days to pick me up as a new girl. Wait a minute I said, I am here alone, why? The headmistress said I would be fine, they are very good at their jobs and I will have fun. Mom looked at me like "you better do this and be nice." I got the message. "Mom I don't have any clothes here, what will I do?" The headmistress said they would supply all the clothes I will need, not to worry. Not sure what that meant. Just then a nurse all decked out in her white nurse uniform came in the room and another 20 year old girl, she is beautiful, a great figure and smile, both walked in the office. "Sally will be your partner Penelope while you are here at our school. She will be with you 24/7 taking care of you." Mom and I with Mary all hugged and said their goodbyes. Mom reminded me to listen, be a good girl, and do what the teachers say. It is very important to learn and be a good girl here at the school. What ever they say goes, Mom said. I got the message, little scared as the nurse and Sally lead me out of the Headmistress office. "Penelope, I just love your name, so sweet. What was your name before becoming a girl sweetie?" Sally asked. I hesitated a bit, thinking; wow I have not used my boy name in a while. I told her my boy name, she did not seem to interest though. Lets go to my office and give you a check up," the nurse said. "Ok Penelope, get undressed, you can leave your bra and girdle on for now." Sally helped me unzipped the back of my dress. I always seem to have a hard time with those back dress zippers. "Penelope, just love your training bra and matching girdle. I see your Mom has started training you well. Those girdles are a basic in our training here at school too. Works very well keeping that little guy under control. But don't worry, when we are done with you, you wouldn't need that tight girdle 24/7, your little guy will be very under control. Just the way we girls like him, out of service." What did she mean "out of service," under control? The nurse took blood from me, check my temperature, check my ears, eye, had me pee into a jar, everything. "Penelope, these two shots will help you relax and adjust for your training. You will come here to my office each morning to get your shots. I can tell your Mother already has you on the schools pills, wonderful. I can tell from your demeanor and attitude you will make a lovely teenage girl, with our help here at the school of course. You are so lucky to have a Mom and Sister to help you along." Sally and I left the nurses office heading to our bedroom. There were many girls in the hallways and they were all so beautiful. Wow, were these kids all boys once, I thought. I whispered into Sally's ears, "Sally are all these girls boys?" "Not anymore, these girls who just passed us are new graduates and have transitioned to the other side. Your training too will help you become as lovely as those pretty girls." "Wow Sally, if I look and move as well as those girls, I will win the million dollars for sure." "Yes, Penelope, you will win because you will look and act as the girl I think you have always wanted to be." Did she say, always wanted to be? Does she think I want to be a girl? I don't want to live as a girl after the contest. I think I better tell them I am done being a girl after the contest. Back in our bedroom I tried to tell Sally I didn't want to permanently be a girl. She would not knowledge my thoughts and said I will be the most beautiful girl ever inside and out. Sally announced we had an appointment at the beauty salon for my new wig and some makeup training. I looked in the mirror saying, "Sally, my wig is fine, why do I need a new wig?" "Wait until you see our wigs here at the school. They are the best, you will be able to do everything with them, they are so comfortable and natural. You will just love them, so much so you will feel like it's your own hair." She was right; I could not believe how beautiful my new wig was. Everything about my hair felt so natural, I think I was excited to have this new head of hair. In the salon I meet all these wonderful girls, I felt so pampered, learning so much more about all the things that girls need to do to look pretty. I was a little nervous because all us girls were walking around in full slips, bras and our control girdles. Felt a little naked. Sally assured me it ok, we are all girls here and this is a private school. It was strange, my little guy did not move with all these cute girls running around half dressed. Maybe it was the pills and shots I got, but I had no desire to "check the girls out" like I would have 6 weeks ago at home. One of the girls shaped my eyebrows. What a feminine arch I now had. "Penelope, don't you just love your new look, so cute, we girls love our arched eye brows. Makes us look so hot, don't you think!?" Not sure I wanted to look hot, but then again that is why I was here, to change my look and win the money. After dinner Sally and I went back to our bedroom as she taught me more makeup tricks and hair styles. This was my first night at the school as I realized Sally was staying in my bedroom with me. Felt strange sleeping with another girl, or is she a girl, maybe this is all part of the training here at this strange school. While were getting into our nightgowns she saw me looking at her huge breasts. They were so beautiful and her pretty bra held her breasts so nicely. "Penelope I see you are starring at my breasts. That is ok, but what are you thinking. Would you like to have breasts like me?" "Sally I as so sorry for starring. It might be all those pills I am on, but yes I would love to have breast like yours. They are so shapely and your pretty bra really supports them so beautifully." "Penelope, tomorrow I am happy to say your Mother has ordered for you our breast augmentation. Our school's revolutionary breasts are so real, so beautiful you will love them. Let me take of my bra and show you my breasts. You will have the same tomorrow." I am thinking, wait a minute, Sally was a boy, and she has fake breasts. Wow, they look so real, how can that be?" How can she look so good, so feminine? Will I look this good? Do I want to look this good?" "Come here feel my breasts, how naturally soft plus my nipples have full sensitive that you will experience as a natural girl does." I could not resist, feeling her right breast, felt so natural, so soft. Without thinking I looked at her saying, "Sally they are beauty. Can I have these breasts?" Sally put her arms around me and hugged me giggling saying, "Of course you can have pretty breasts. I am so so happy you want breasts, that is a huge step in your transformation process." Did she say transformation process? Wow, but for some reason I was so exited to be getting breasts, I didn't care if it was a process or not. "Sally will I have breasts as big as yours, if you don't mind me asking." "No Penelope, your mother has asked you to get B cup breasts since you are still a teenager. You wouldn't have to wear your padded training bra then, you can graduate to a big girl bra. You will love big girl bras, I did." "Sally I think my girlfriend's breasts are C cup, they look just like yours." Not sure why I said that, just came out." Was strange but I was hoping for her C cup breasts. I was excited to be getting into a real bra tomorrow and not this padded training bra for little tweens. We jumped into bed but I could not sleep. Why was I so excited to be getting real girl's breasts tomorrow? Morning came quick. Sally had me up and dressed quickly asking me if I was still ready to have my new breasts. As I was slipping on my training bra, I was looking down thinking, no more padding now. I will have real breasts. Sally knew my pleasure as she was hooking her bra saying, "You will just love your new shape, your new breasts. They feel so real you will think they are all yours." I was excited as I slipped on my high heels and grabbed my purse. I was thinking I am already getting the hang of this even though it takes so much more time to get ready in the mornings and to act out all these girly things girls do. Sally said no breakfast, right to the nurses off for my operation. The nurse led me into a backroom telling me to undress but to leave my control girdle on. She joking said she didn't want my little guy moving during the operation. "Here jump up into this chair. This is a new kind of chair for you but you will get use to it. It's just for us girls, these strips will support your pretty legs," the nurse said. The head nurse came in with my new breasts in her hand with a huge smile. "Penelope, I hear you are excited to have your own pair of breasts, how sweet. Your Mom has asked for B cup size and very full for the ultimate feminine experience. Our breast design will give you full sensation, which will give you such excitement and pleasure that you have never had before. You will love when your boyfriend fondles your new breasts. You are a lucky girl Penelope." What did she say, my boyfriend will turn me on fondling my new breasts? I smiled at her and said, "I don't have a boyfriend and why would he fondle my breasts?" "Oh, Penelope, be real, you know darn well boys go crazy over breasts. He wouldn't be able to keep his hands off you. And I bet you will tease him into your blouse to un-hook your pretty bra. We have trained girls before and we know you will yearn for his love." Did she say yearn for his love? What is going on here? "Now lets get started and make you beautiful. We will give you a little sleeping gas to let you relax. You will be awake and hearing us. We need to strap you down to the chair, we don't want you changing your mind halfway through the operation, do we dear?" I saw them working on my chest. I was nervous, I forgot to ask if when I am done with the TV show I can take my new breasts off? I tried to ask, but Sally put her finger on my mouth and told me to be quite. She gave me a kiss on the cheek saying, "Its ok sweetie, they are doing a wonderful job, you will love your new curves so much." Back in the recovery room Sally was holding my hand with a big smile saying, "Penelope you are the proud owner of B cup breasts and they are more beautiful than mine." I tried to look, but she would not let me. Told me to rest for an hour or so. Before I knew it the nurse was getting me up and handing me this gorgeous padded three section big girl lacy bra. The bra was so big I thought and the flower between the cups was so pretty it got me excited. Just love the little flower between the cups, not sure why. "Here Penelope, slip on your new bra. This bra is a very supported bra to help you adjust. You need support; we don't want your new boobs to be bouncing around too much. Here Penelope, bend forward and let your breasts fall into the cups." I was starring at my new mountains on my chest. They were heavy. They were amazing, they looked like they were all mine. There was no edge; they just blended right into my chest. How could that be I thought? Sally said with a huge smile, "Oh Penelope, you look divine. Your new breasts are just what you needed. This completes your package. We are going to have so much fun now, you just wait and see sweetie!" "Silly girl lets get you dressed and go buy you some real girly bras. Plus with that feminine cleavage, we need to get you some low cut tops. Girl, we need to show off your new assets." Sure enough my walk was way different. My center of gravity was different as Sally said it would be. Plus I had some major bounce to my chest now. I often wondered seeing girls breasts bounce what it felt like. Now I have my own girly bounce and I liked it. Plus I think this control girdle and high heels make me swing my hips more, so sweet, I thought. We went right to the school's lingerie store. I could not believe I was buying bras for my B cup breasts. The clerks were admiring my new breasts saying they look just like theirs. I keep forgetting all the girls here are boys and went thought the same training as I am doing. Back in our bedroom I had to model each bra and of course the match panty girdle. I was having such a good time with Sally, I started thinking I could get use to this lifestyle, love the pampering, love all the feminine ways of being a girl. I looked in the mirror at my new breasts without a bra on. Starring at them, cupping them with my hands. As Sally was behind me saying, "Yes, Penelope, they are beautiful, feel the nipples ever so gently, and feel your new sensation dear." I did feel my new nipples; wow I could feel the sensation. It felt so good, so exciting, I love it. My breasts were so firm but yet so soft. I just love my new look I told Sally. "Good baby I am glad. This was a big step for you. Now we need to go and get your morning shots and off to your class on posture and walking. I think you have already noticed walking with your heels and new breasts is quite different now." "Oh, yes it does feel way different, lots of weight up here on my chest with the bounce too." "Penelope, you will get use to your new shape or new demeanor. I think you will love your new lifestyle, you are doing so well." Chapter Seven - Classes begin Sally took me to my first real class in the school. Many other girls there too. Was strange to see what looked to be girls but I knew they were boys. They all looked gorgeous but they are still learning how to move as young girls. This first afternoon class was "walking and sitting with poise." I could not believe how much stuff there was to learn about walking and sitting like a proper young girl. The teachers made me stand straight and shoulders back that really made my chest stand out. Was a little embarrassing how big my new bustline was compared to yesterday in my old training bra. I told Sally it would take some getting use to having big boobs on my chest. Sally smiled saying, "Don't worry Penelope, we will help you learn to love your new figure and be proud of having your new curves." We girls took a tea break. I think they were teaching us manners while sitting around the big table. Started talking to the girl next to me, her name was Sissy. I thought that a strange name, but she or is it he, loved it. Sissy and I talked for what seemed to be the longest time, she never stopped taking about how wonderful it was now to be a girl now. "Sissy how long have you been a girl?" I asked. "Penelope, I have been here at the school for a long time, I lost count how long. I have been in transition even longer. Don't I look great?" "Sissy, you do look great. Every part of you says girl, even your sweet voice. How did the school change your voice, so sweet sounding." "The school is very inventive. They have a way here to help change our vocal cords so we sound like a sweet young girl. Maybe they will help you by giving you this treatment. You should ask them today." Sally saw how well I was hitting it off with Sissy. Sally suggested Sissy come to my next class down the hall called figure training. Sissy got so excited begging her chaperone to let her come with me. The chaperone gladly said yes and off Sissy and I went skipping down the hall in our high heels to our next class. I said to her why would she want to go to this class since she has already done it, maybe many times? "Penelope, this figure class is what being a girl is all about. I just love the teacher and all she teaches about our curves." I found myself very giddy walking to the class, skipping and was holding Sissy hand like I knew girls would. We were in the classroom all alone, just the two of us. Sissy whispered in my ear asking me, "How do you like your new breasts. I heard you just got them this morning. I remember when I got my breasts here. I have loved them ever since. My mother has said that if I graduate with honors, I could have the bigger C or D cup breasts. Penelope, I really want bigger breast, don't you?" Sissy took me by surprise asking if I want bigger breasts. Luckily just then the teacher came in and I did not answer her. But I was thinking about that... having bigger breast might be nice. I see why Sissy likes this figure class. The teacher was talking and showing us all the different lingerie we girls wear to shape our bodies. I was very interested in all she talked about. Must be those pills and shots changing my brain. The teacher brought out an all-in-one corset. I only dreamed of wearing one of those in the past. She held this lacey lingerie up asking if us girls would we like to try one on. We both jumped up saying yes. I could not believe how excited I was, jumping up and raising my hand. We went into the back dressing room as the teacher helped us wiggle into this tight corset. I just loved the way my breast fell into the structured cups. I saw the garter straps and asked if we could put on nylons. "Wow, you girls are really getting into this, so sweet. This corset is not something teenage girls wear at your age. I just thought it would be fun to show you girls another foundation that in the future might shape your figures." I kept starring in the mirror thinking how nice this was and why am I so excited about wearing this tight girdle. Sissy asked the teacher if she could leave on the corset since she has worn them before. The teacher said no, not a girdle young girls should be wear just yet. Your figures are just developing and this corset is too restrictive. It did feel better to get back into our regular bra and control girdle. Funny how I was thinking that I liked my regular bra and girdle now. Maybe I am getting to comfortable in my new underwear. We had a full afternoon of why it's so nice to be a girl and how we should pay attention to our figures and be proud of showing off our figures. Not sure what that all meant, but I got the message. After dinner Sissy tagged along to my night class on fashion. She kept telling me at dinner how she want to be a fashion designer in NY City some day. The night class, in fashion was a real eye opener. I guess I knew what teen age girls wear but I never thought I would be wearing these skimpy clothes. We meet the teacher Polly, she was so nice. She was my age too, strange. Is she a boy to? She is so cutie, you would never know she was a boy once. She took us into the back room where there was tons of teenage girly clothes. Polly explained so much about everything, I could not keep it straight. Since Sissy was already thought the class several times before, Polly focused on me. "Penelope I would like to have you try on a wedding dress. Our girls just adore the soft flowing dresses and seems to be their dream to wear such a pretty gown." "Why do I have to try on a wedding gown? I am not getting married on this TV show." "Well Penelope, some day you might want to know how beautiful you are in a wedding gown. Some day you might get married." "What married? No way, I am just trying to be a teenage girl for a TV show to win money, that is all, no marriage to some boy!" "Try on the dress, you never know sweetie." Polly put a gorgeous corset on me and a huge petticoat and slipped on the huge wedding dress on me. I was nervous, was I going to fall in love with all this? Somehow these teachers seem to know what I am feeling every step of the way. Polly slipped on my high heels while I was starring in the mirrors. I could not believe how effectuated I was in the beautiful dress. Polly was right I was hooked. I kept feeling my figure and all the lace on the dress. I think my smile gave it away, I was loving this wedding dress. "I think Penelope loves her new wedding dress," Polly said. Sissy agreed and said this would be the dress she would get married in. Not sure what message Polly was sending me being dresses in a wedding gown. I had to admit, I did love the dress. Polly got me out of this dress and corset and my next outfit was so much different, very age appropriate. "Polly, how can't I sit down in the mini-skirt, it is so so short, and tight, wow!" "Try sitting down, that is why we are here to teach you all about your new clothes. Teens love these short short skirts. If you want to win this contest you better get use to them. I looked down and this skirt really did make my legs look long. Polly handed me some pink tights and told me to try them on saying they will cover me up. We tried on tons of clothes, all obviously new to me. Seems like teen girls wear anything, anything to show off their figure, tighter the better. I really didn't like showing off my bra shoulder straps, but they tell me teens do that, it's fashionable, so get use to it Polly said. Not sure why, maybe to draw attention to there bodies. I met Sally back our bedroom. She wanted to hear all about my day as we sat on the bed re-doing our nails. I asked her why I needed to do my nail again, so many times. "Well Penelope, one it's fun to sit here and talk, plus you need practice and trying a new color and it's fun girl. It's what girl's do, good chance to talk about your day. Girls love to talk especially about fashion and maybe some day, talk about boys and your boyfriend." "I don't think I will do boy talk, I am having hard enough time talking, think about girl talk," I said. Chapter Eight My third day came quickly. We did more classes like exercises for girls, hygiene for girls. Not sure why I had to learn about girl's periods, menstrual pains and such. But, they made me listen, even had to try on a napkin. Wow, that was strange. "Penelope, we have to go to the nurse's office for your shot and we have to do something with your voice. We have medicine here to help you sound like a girl, a very sweet sound, I think you will love it," Sally said. At the nurses office I raised my mini-skirt for the nurse to give me a shot in the upper leg. "Don't you just love the mini-skirt dear, so fashionable for your age," the nurse said. "Ok Penelope this syrup will help calm down your voice so you sound just like the teen girl you are becoming," the nurse said. I was scarred, I asked how long this would last, but she would not tell me. Just smiled and basically forced it down my throat. "That's a good girl, drink it all. You will sound so sweet when I am done with you, you will love your new voice." The nurse put a piece of pink tape over my mouth and told me not to talk for one hour. This really got me nervous, but what could I do? Sally assured me all will be ok and that I will thank her for my new voice. As we walked back to our bedroom I started to cry. I was not sure I still wanted to do all this. It all seemed too permanent. Sally hugged me saying, "Don't worry Penelope, you will be fine, we have done this hundreds of time for girls just like you. It's good sign you are emotional about this, girls get emotional." Back in the room Sally announced we would spend our hour not talking by the poolside and I should get into my bikini. Now that would be something new for me, a bikini. Fear struck my eyes thinking how will my little guy be covered up down there. Sure enough the school has that figured out, my bottom has a little skirts as part of the bikini. The suit really did cover my now very little bump down there. I hooked my top like a bra and looking in the mirror, I could not believe how good I looked in this skimpy bikini. My cleavage in this tiny bikini top was huge. I could not take my eyes off my chest. How did they do this to me, how do I look so good as a girl? I think I will have a chance at winning this contest. Even I thought this girl in the mirror was a super hot chick me! Sally even had little high heels to wear to the poolside. She gave me a very large feminine hat with bows and lace all over it and said, "We girls wear hats outside to look fashionable. I did look all decked out even with a matching purse. Off we went to sit around poolside while my medicine worked it's magic on my voice. While sitting at the pool, Sally explained my next class. Naturally it was called "Girl Talk." I thought the course would be with my new voice. But then how much learning will there be to learn how to talk like a girl? We went to the class and their Sally took off my tape and said with a huge smile, "Penelope, let's hear your new voice!" I was blown away. First words out of my mouth were so different. I sound so much like a girl, I could not believe my voice. How could this be? The teacher and Sally were so excited. The teacher, Carol said, "Great, let's get into your new class and use that sweet new voice of yours." The next class was how to talk like a girl. I thought I had that down pat but I guess not, so much more to learn. Hard to imagine girls have a different language, but they do. Plus I have to work on body movements with my girl talk. My hands are jumping all over, very expressive. Carol had be standing in front of a huge mirror and practice saying sentences using girly words and moving my hands to express my thoughts. Between my girly voice, girly body, girly hand movements, I knew I could win the contest. There was no boy standing here in front of this mirror now. My last class of the day was putting all these girly things together as Sally said. Between walking, swinging my hips, letting my boobies bounce around, giggling like a girl, talking like a girl, all was changing my emotions and presence. It's a strange new way of living, but I like it. Took a lot more effort being a girl between the makeup, dressing, walking, just everything, but they assured me all my girly stuff will come as second nature soon. I will hardly remember I was a boy or how to even act like a boy. Not sure what that meant, but for now I liked my new self. Sally said we had to get moving since tonight is our formal dinner event. Not sure what that meant. Back in our bedroom Sally brought out the gorgeous full-length gown. It was all lacey and very shaped to hug a girls figure, I thought. "Penelope, isn't this gown pretty. Will be your dress for the dinner tonight. We have to re-do your makeup and hair, something more formal. Lets get start." Again I could not believe as we were walking out, looking in the full- length mirror, that person in the mirror was me, this gorgeous girl in this gorgeous dress with a great figure. How could I have breasts like that, cleavage just screaming out saying I am all girl here, looking so good as girl? We were at dinner with about 30 other girls. Sissy sat with us and if she told me once she told me a thousand times, "Penelope, that dress is perfect on you, the color, the fit is all you. You are so beautiful I envy you becoming a girl so fast when it took me months." The next morning came quick. I knew it was my last day and my Mom and girlfriend or should I say sister, were going to picking me up at 4pm. Sally said we had to make one more visit to the nurse's office for my daily shots. I was scheduled for a gym class, not sure what that was and the head mistress wanted to have lunch with me in her office. That was scary I thought. Walking to the nurse office I was thinking to myself how good I am walking in these high heels. Plus I caught myself looking and admiring myself in all the mirrors they have in the hallways. I was thinking I do look pretty good for a boy, giggling. The nurse gave my normal two shots in the hip, upper leg. She also checked out my throat asking how I like me new voice. I asked her, "How long will I have this girly voice?" "Not sure sweetie, all depends on when your Mother gives you the medicine to change it back." What I thought, medicine to change it back to being a boy's voice? Mom controls that now, that makes me nervous. "Could I have the medicine now and I will give to my Mother." "Oh no, I already gave her the medicine to her, she is all set Penelope." I had a strange feeling my Mother is going to control me with this. The nurse gave me more pills telling me to take right through my TV contest show and not to miss a day, very important. We then went to the gym and the locker room. I was given leotards, very girly flowerily leotards. Was surprised how tight and form fitting they fit me, really showed off my sport bra they gave me to wear. The teacher told me to leave on my girdle. Was surprised to look down and see no bump in my leotard. Where did my little guy go, I thought. I knew he was getting smaller, but to disappear, this was not good, I thought. This workout with 10 other girls (or I bet they are really boys) was much different than the gym classes I remember back home. A lot of stretching and bending. Felt strange with this sports bra on, never felt this kind of bra before. The teacher gave use many excises to help our figure as she said and reminded us that this is the only reason girls excise, to keep their figure in shape. She told us never to excise for muscle, girls don't have muscles. Got back in the lock room and we were all told to take a shower. Wow, I didn't want these other girls to see me naked. I got nervous and Sally saw my fear. "Penelope, don't worry, you are all girls now. This is what girls do, you have to get use to this. Take all your clothes off and jump in the show, don't get you hair wet. We have a lunch date now with the head mistress." I thought to myself, I could do this, just watch the other girls. I saw how they wrapped a towel around their bodies covering their breasts and their little guy. That was interesting as I then did the same. But in the shower room they all dropped the towel and soaped up. I did the same, but could not look around. I quickly rinsed off and got out of there. Was strange, I was not interested in seeing all these girls nude. Wasn't too long ago I would kill to watch girls undress or dress in a lock room. Must be those pills. I quickly got my panties and control girdle on to hide my little guy. I peaked at a couple of the girls while they were putting on their bras. Sure enough they all have maybe B cups breast just like me. They all seemed so happy while dressing, hooking their bras, hooking the nylons to their garter clips, they all seemed so girly, one would never know they were boys. Their acceptance into this feminine world made me feeling better knowing there are other boys out there dressing, acting as tee