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That morning the blue sky I was looking at from our bed seemed clearer and more blue than ever before and that memory is burned forever into my mind because it was that morning that I told Claire that I wanted to start dressing again. It had been 3 years since I explained to Claire about my cross-dressing history. I'd been dressing in private since I was a small child and was a part of my life but that I would try to keep it out of our relationship and keep things simple. At the time Claire seemed OK and open to it and asked me to dress for her but I declined explaining that I wanted a clean break and keep our marriage free from that part of my life. The reason, I explained, was that I wanted her to know my past and have an honest relationship. Up until that morning our sex life had become stale and infrequent. Claire was not what you would call a sex addict but more of the contrary. Sex was not important to Claire and to me it seemed more of a chore to please me than anything else. Deep down I wasn't turned on by the pity sex I was receiving and my dressing fantasy crept back into my thoughts. Deciding that Claire probably wouldn't care if I started dressing in private and most likely relieved she wouldn't have to have sex that often, I told her of my feelings over breakfast that morning. She didn't act surprised and agreed that it would be OK with her and offered to assist me with shopping or anything I might need. Somewhat surprised that she was so open about it made me feel like I had made the right decision and thanked her for being so understanding and offering to help. I said that I would love for her to be involved if she was OK with me that way. Later that night Claire suggested we go shopping because she needed some new shoes and also wanted to pick out an outfit for me as well. I quickly agreed with a smile and gave her hug thanking her again. "Sweetheart, you don't have to thank me each time I help you. I love you and just want you to be happy," she said smiling. For reasons I cannot explain Claire seemed happier that day than I remember seeing her for a long time. It was as if a weight had been lifted off her shoulders and she laughed and smiled that entire day. We hadn't gotten along this good in many years and I was enjoying our closeness again. Later that afternoon we drove over to Marshalls because she said we can buy some nice 'starter' outfits at inexpensive prices until we decide what styles will work best for me in the future. She was right because we were able to find several designer named dresses and skirt sets for very little money. We were both excited by our finds and laughed when we realized what we were giggling about. "I can't believe how fun it is shopping for dresses for my husband. How funny is that?" I laughed and was excited about how fun it was shopping with Claire. We headed over to the mall where Claire bought some new dress shoes for work and then led me over to Nine West Shoe store in the mall where she picked out 3 pairs of heels to match the outfits we bought. They had a buy 2 get 1 free sale and of course we couldn't resist. Right next to Nine West was an Ulta store and she brought me in with her as she shopped for some new lipstick. While we were there she matched up my skin tone with some colors and then picked out a complete makeup kit that would work for my coloring. The kit was more expensive then the cloths we bought at Marshalls and included a full set of brushes, all types of foundation, powder, sealer, eye makeup, mascara, liner, and everything a girl would need to look pretty. For the next hour we window shopped and talked about styles and fashion as if we had been girlfriends out for a shopping day. Just before we were about to leave she suggested we stop in Macy's for a few more items. She led me over to the lingerie section where she picked out a dozen panties, several pairs of pantyhose in my size, three very padded bras that we thought would fit, two nightgowns including a pair of baby doll nightie. It was a amazing day and I couldn't have been happier with the outcome. We carried all the bags to the car and drove back home picking up dinner along the way. When we got home she told me to up to the guest room and put all the clothes we bought away and to hang up the dresses while she got the dinner ready. I watched her opening a bottle of red wine as I eagerly went off with all the bags to the guest room. Carefully I put all the lingerie into the dressers, the shoes in the closet along with the dresses and skirts on hangers and then placed all the makeup in the attached guest bathroom. I looked around the room and smiled knowing I would soon be spending a lot of time dressing in here soon. After dinner we finished the bottle of wine as we sat on the patio. It was a lovely evening and we were both in a great mood after a fun day. "What a fun day. To be honest Claire, I never thought being with you and shopping like we did today would be so much fun. Thanks for understanding and being a good friend," I said finishing my last glass of wine. "I had fun as well. It's as if I was shopping with a girlfriend and kind of liked that it was with you. Since you are going to dress up again I want to be part of your process and included along the way. Can you handle that?" "The only way I wouldn't feel funny about it is if I was completely passable. The last thing I would want is for you to see me looking like a guy in a dress or a sissy of some sort. Since you are as obsessive as I am on things you can understand how I want to look totally passable before I let you see me." She sat there thinking. "I guess that makes sense but I must be part of this otherwise I'll feel like you're doing this behind my back, keeping secrets, and that would hurt my feelings. No, if you are going to start dressing up you will have to include me and in fact I want to take control of your progress," she said sternly looking at me with a serious expression. "What do you mean, Claire?" "What I mean is that I want to be included. If you're going to dress up I want you to tell me or send me a text if I'm at work. I want to hear all about it including your experience with your makeup or hair styles. We will shop together like today more often but you need to be more open and tell me what things you want and how you want to look. You'll pick out fashions in magazines, I expect you to show me what you like on other women and basically tell me all of your thoughts and fantasies about being dressed enfemme." I sat there kind of shocked since I never shared this with anyone before and now she was telling me if I wanted to dress I had to include her in every aspect. After a moment I nodded and said OK. "I may suggest things for you to do that will help you reach your goals of being passable and as your wife, I need you to agree to do whatever I ask or tell you to do. Honey, I just want to be part of helping you live out your deep desires. You've sacrificed your feelings and kept this suppressed for so long I feel a little guilty because you did it for us. So if you agree to giving me control of your transition, I can guarantee, you will become the girl you've always dreamed of becoming." It must have been the wine but I agreed to her wishes and sat there quietly after I answered her last question. "Sweetheart, what name should I call you when you are in your femme mode?" In a low voice, feeling embarrassed I answered, "Angela." "Angela, how sweet. I love it. Angela it is." We sat together on the couch enjoying the night air as the evening came to a wonderful end. The Fitting: The next morning Claire said she was going to do some grocery shopping and I should try on all the clothes we bought so see if they fit correctly. She offered to help but I said that I'd like to do it alone until I felt more comfortable. She didn't seem to pleased but agreed and left for the store. Just like Claire expected the clothes she picked out all fit including the lingerie and shoe. I was so surprised how well everything she picked out matched and looked that all I could do was smile and it brought back so many great memories. The hour went by quickly and I put everything away and changed back just before she came in with the food for the week. "Well, did we get your sizes right? How did everything fit?" "Oh Claire, they are perfect. Everything fit just right you are so good at shopping." "Well I wish you would have dressed for me but I understand. This time." Our sex life remained the same even though I was hoping for an increased sexual desire from Claire it turned out she was even less sexual than before. We did hug and cuddle more but that was about it. Of course I found myself coming by myself dreaming about my dressing fantasies. During the weeks that followed, Claire would bring home a new blouse or outfit as a 'gift for Angel.' Claire was still being very friendly and understanding about things and didn't push me to do things but, I would find out very quickly, that would all change in the near future. "Well, why haven't you been dressing up Sweetheart? I assume that since you haven't told me about it that you haven't started yet." "I know. I've been watching some you tube videos trying to learn makeup techniques and hair styles for my face. I don't want to dress up and see this face in the mirror so I'm waiting until I become good at hair and makeup," I answered. "That makes sense, which is why you're going to thank me for what I've just done for you today. You see, while I was at the mall I stopped at the bridal shop because they had a makeup artist meeting brides in front of the store and I had a wonderful thought. When she had a free minute I asked her where she learned to do wedding makeup and hair because I had a friend interested in the business. She gave me the name of a school that has 6 week courses in complete makeup and hair styling. Are you ready for the good news? Since the school is only ten minutes away I stopped by and met with the owner and they have a new class starting on Monday in two weeks. They train you in basic makeup skills all the way to the dramatic wedding makeup. At the same time they also teach basic to advanced hairstyles that all brides want. You see, if you can learn how to go from basic to advanced then you will have all the skills to become the girl you want to become. I told them it was for my husband that just loves fashion and has a flair for this type of work and she said that wouldn't be a problem, because there are allot of men that work in this industry. She even said they had a placement service when the class is compete and apparently there is a demand for this type of work. isn't that wonderful Honey, Who knew? Anyway, Long story short, I have already paid the tuition of $1800 and signed you up for the next class. They expect you there at 8 am every day and classes go to 6 pm and she said it's very intense. I think this is just what you need, darling. After that you'll feel comfortable being dressed around me and I can finally meet Angel." That completely spun me for a loop and I was totally speechless. I just stared at her as all these thoughts ran through my mind. "What about work? I can't take off 6 weeks," I said still in shock. "Oh honey, you know we don't need your income. I'll be partner at the firm in less than a month with the possibility of being invited to join the board. That will more than make up for your lost salary twice over. Quitting your job as a pest control specialist isn't going to make any difference and you can always get another job later, If we find you really need to, besides the pay as a makeup artist is very good I understand. From what they told me, you can make twice what you were making now, with less hours and not having to kill bugs with those dangerous chemicals. I never liked the fact that you had to work with those chemicals every day. It really can't be terribly healthy. Now no more discussion. Monday you go in, give them your two week notice, Then you will start school right after you last day at work. I know you will be happy once you admit it to yourself." It was hard to argue her logic. Being a partner at the law firm was a big deal and paid big bucks and my salary wouldn't be needed after that happened. I really didn't like my job and she gave me a wonderful reason to quit. Besides, the school sounded perfect. I slowly agreed, not wanting to seem too excited and told her I was willing do it, for her. Claire just smiled. "You're doing it for us, baby? Wonderful! Now let's celebrate your changes, make up a batch of Appleton's for us and let's get drunk." Off to School: I gave notice that Monday explaining my luck in having a wife that is going to make 3 times my income and how I'll be going back to school to better myself. Of course I didn't tell them which school or that I'll be learning makeup skills. That Monday Claire drove me to school and introduced me to Alice, the owner of the school, and told her how excited I was to learn and become proficient in their skills. She told her I'll do whatever is needed in order to be their best student and to let her know if they need anything. She kissed me on the cheek and told me to have fun as she walked to her car in her very expensive business suit and 4" heels. "You have some wife there, David." "Yes, she's amazing for sure." "Please follow Carol to the classroom and let me know if you need anything. My office is right over there. Have fun!" I followed her to a room with 12 other girls already sitting in the classroom. Of course I was the only guy. Carol had each of us introduce ourselves and I was very nervous when it was my turn. "Hi, my name is Angela," I said by accident as I was thinking about my situation when it came to me. Before I could correct myself I saw several of the girls giggle and I was so nervous I just continued without correcting myself. My wife thought it would be a good idea for me to learn these skills to start a career as a makeup artist. She says I have a flair for fashion and an eye for beauty." Seeing as I am a guy, I thought you would all feel more relaxed with me here using a less masculine name. There were more giggles and looks at me until Carol went to the next girl and had her introduce herself. That was the end of my humiliation for that day. Carol handed out books and literature on the basics of makeup, the different type of makeup and things we will need for our class. We needed to bring in our own makeup and brushes as we will be using it throughout the course. "Carol, what do you mean our own makeup? We will be using it on ourselves?" "Well of course silly, how do you expect to learn the skills needed unless you practice. After class I'll help you and tell you what to bring." OMG, I thought to myself. I'll have to be putting on makeup in front of everyone every day? I guess I didn't think it through but now I was stuck and I'll have to put on makeup in front of everyone. How much humiliation could I handle, I wondered. The first day was long as we went through the workbook and learned about face shapes, skin coloring, how do deal with problem skin. We spent hours on the different types of powders, sealers, foundations, and their correct uses. What type of products to use for daytime or evening dress. There was an amazing amount of information and a test on the first 3 chapters the next day. That evening Claire came by to pick me up. as I was chatting, Carol saw Claire approach and said hello. "Hi Claire, I was just telling Angela what makeup items he will need for class. Here I made a list and I'm sure you can help him." Claire looked at me surprised and mouthed 'Angela?' "Yes no problem, I'll be sure to have everything he needs . He's so anxious to be your best student. Are you ready, Angela?" she said teasingly with a smile. In the car she looked at me and only said, "Angela?" "I know, I'm an idiot. I was thinking about dressing up when it was my turn to introduce myself, her name just came out, and since it was out there, I couldn't come up with a reason to change. Now I'm Angela and did you know I'll have to be putting on makeup in front of everyone? Carol said it's the only way to learn and practice." "Of course, Angela. All girls know that in order to get good at makeup is to practice. If you're going to become a makeup artistry you will have to be an expert. That's why the 6 weeks are so important. Don't worry, nobody cares and who's going to find out? Just relax and learn how the skills you will need. You're at a disadvantage because all us girls learn makeup from our mothers or sisters growing up, but you didn't have that opportunity, until now. So you'll have to work twice as hard to become an expert, honey. I got some great news today! The promotion is final and between stocks and profit sharing I'll be making close to $350,000 the first year. Not only that but as a partner I get a new car every year. The company standard car was either a Mercedes E420 or the new Mercedes SL500 convertible. I'm getting a red SL 500! Won't that be fun? This is my dream come true and now we get to share my success." "I'm really happy for you Claire, but I feel a little inadequate at the moment. Here my wife is the big money maker and her husband is going to beauty school. I'm not sure how to feel right now, but of course I'm happy for you." "Look I understand, but once you see how things can be with us, I think you'll be happy and I'm sure you'll get used to it. Besides I love my job and making the extra money is just a bonus. Now I just want you to be happy and enjoy my success." And be the best student you can be... "Sounds good to me, l want to celebrate but I have to study for a test tomorrow so maybe we can do something this weekend," I said. "Sure sweetheart, I have a busy day tomorrow anyway. Now let's stop and pick up the things you'll need for school," she said as we pulled into the Ultra parking lot by our house. I managed a 100 on every test that week and Carol told Claire I was her best student. After the first week I knew all about the different makeup types, brands, fashion styles, and the importance of skin treatment and cleansing. The following week was all about eye makeup and the art of the application. I never knew how many different ways there was to apply eye makeup and I practiced for several hours a day. By the end of the second week I was putting eye makeup on many different girls as they did the same to me. I had to admit I loved having them do my eye makeup but I didn't let anyone know. The third week flew by, and at this point I knew how to select the right makeup for different skin tones and types and the best way to apply it to accentuate their face type. Makeup application is truly an art form and it came very easily to me probably because I was so interested. The following two weeks would be all about hair but we would still be practicing our makeup skills several times a day under Carol's watchful eye. One afternoon when I was working on some dramatic eye effects Carol complemented me on my skills and said I was really getting good and better than most of the other girls. Hearing that was a real compliment and knowing I was as good or better than natural girls made me feel great and increased my confidence. I guess the good thing about the job I had was, that I was able to keep my hair long in a pony tail which came in handy at school. During the sessions about hair styles we of course had to learn to style hair for each other. Many days were spent having the other girls work on my hair and learn different styles including different braiding and styles designed for glamorous looks. "Angela, if you would allow me to just make a few adjustments to your hair we really make you stunning. Do you want to try?" Carol asked as the girls encouraged me to agree. I did and after 15 minutes Carol was showing the girls a wonderful style from some simple adjustments. I showed Claire the adjustments they made that evening and she smiled and encouraged me to continue to learn and be the best girl there. She kept calling me Angela ever since I told her about my mistake at school and for some reason I didn't correct her or ask her to stop. I should of realized how telling of a sign that was. By the end of the 4th week I was very confident in my makeup and hair skills. In fact, I had the best grades in the class and Carol told me several times I was one of her best students ever. The 5th and 6th week was all about using our skills and taking it to the next level. This week was all about ultra dramatic looks, wedding or modeling techniques. We had intense training on dramatic eye makeup skills, false eyelashes, adding hair extensions, wedding hair styles and everything needed to work as a professional makeup artist. For the course final graduating test, each girl had to be a model and the artist. That meant that all 12 of us would be an artist one day and the model the next day. The first day I was the makeup artist and spent over 5 hours working my magic on Patricia and do a bridal make over. I completed her hairstyle in French Braids and pinned up with falls on the side of her face. On her face I started with the skills I learned and after struggling with her false eyelashes everything else came easy. I went over the top with her lipstick and finally sealed them after I was happy with the outcome. The time flew by and I was having so much fun when Carol came over and said, "Times up. Let's see how you did." They opened the curtains and the girls looked at Patricia and didn't say a word but stood there with their mouths open. Carol spoke first, "Oh my goodness, Angela. She's gorgeous and you did amazing work. I'm so proud of you." The girls ran over to Patricia looking at her face smiling and telling her how pretty she was. "Angela, I think you got an A+ on that final. What do you think girls?" Carol laughed. "Oh yes, she deserves an A+. Nice work, Angela." All the other girls looked very nice and after they were graded Carol rolled out a rack full of wedding dresses and told the models to put on what fit for some school photos. The girls looked beautiful and they took about a hundred photos in a group and alone to use as publicity for their school. That night I told Claire how well I did on my final and that tomorrow I was the model and then it was graduation. She could tell I was excited and I could tell she was happy for me as well. As expected the next day I was one of the models for Amber. Even though there wasn't a mirror and I couldn't see what she was doing I felt like I was going to look great. I couldn't wait to see how good I could look as a girl completely done up. I tried to hide my excitement and didn't say anything as she did my makeup and finished with my lipstick. Carol opened the curtains and the girls gasped. I was concerned from their reaction until I heard Carol speak. "You see girls. If you can make a guy look this feminine, pretty, and glamorous, just think how nice your female clients will look from all the skills you have learned. Great job Amber. Angela, you're in for a shock. Come, look for yourself." She said leading me to the mirror. I felt tears well up as I looked at the girl I've always dreamed I could become, and now I was her. It's as if had been reborn. When the girls realized how I felt they ran over and hugged me and said I would make a pretty girl and a beautiful bride. Sure enough, just like yesterday, Carol rolled out the rack of wedding dresses and told us to take our size and get ready for some photos. Naturally I assumed she was talking to the other girls and not me and when all the dresses were gone except one Carol looked at me and asked, "What are you waiting for Angela? Grab the gown and get dressed. Call me if you need some assistance." "Carol, You can't expect me to wear a dress. You're kidding, right?" "Angela, if you want to graduate you have to complete the course just like everyone else, and this is the final stage. You agreed when you signed up allowing us to use your photos to promote our business, Besides, look in the mirror and what do you see?" "A beautiful girl." "Right, now complete the look and let's finish up." I took the dress and went to the dressing room. Deep down I wanted to do this but I was still worried about my humiliation. I made a decision to just get this over with, take the photos, and graduate, go home and be done. I did need help from Carol buttoning up the back of the wedding dress after I finally got it in place. Carol smiled as she put the 4"heels in front of me and told me slip them on as she turned and closed the door behind her. I looked at myself in the full length mirror and saw a beautiful bride looking back as I turned and looked at myself from all Angels. Carol called and told me to come out and we were waiting. I opened the curtain and entered the main room as the girls applauded when they saw me in the gown. I smiled and did a little turn and let myself enjoy the moment. Just then at the corner of my eye I noticed Claire sitting in a chair watching the festivities. "Very nice, Angela. You make a very pretty bride. Now we just need to find you the right guy!" Claire said loudly as I turned red with embarrassment. Claire walked over smiling and whispered in my ear. "Carol invited me and I wouldn't have missed this for the world. You are very pretty Angela and I think you got your wish because you have found perfection as a girl. After seeing you like this, I have all new feelings and thoughts, but mostly I think I am going to enjoy having you as my new girlfriend. This will be perfect for both of us, honey." "OK, you two. That's enough talking. Now it's time for photos Angela." For the next 30 minutes Claire looked on as the photographer had me posing in all different feminine positions and taking lots of pictures. I'm sure Claire heard him tell me many times to 'look sexy, smile, you're so pretty, turn and an give me a teasing look, give a kiss to the camera,' and much more. I got to act all girly in front of Claire, Carol, the male photographer, and 11 girls for over an hour. I was in girl heaven!. Still More: When I graduated, Carol told Claire it was important that I continue to practice my skills each day otherwise, I would start to lose and forget what I learned. So we agreed it would be best for me to do my makeup and hair each day and wear my female outfits while Claire was at work. Claire, being very busy in her new position, was coming home late every night. Since I was no longer working, I cleaned the house each day and had dinner ready for her arrival each night completely made up as Angela in a nice outfit. On Friday of that very long first week she said it was nice to come home to a clean house, dinner ready, and having her girlfriend all pretty. I can get used to this, Angela. What a week. I'm glad it's over." I practiced my makeup and hair skills for the next few weeks and it all became second nature as I was now dressing full time and enjoying the benefits of not working and taking care of the house. I laughed to myself when I said that and realized I had become the housewife. The next morning Claire announced that us girls were going to spend the day together shopping and relaxing. She also told me that she made a salon appointment for the both of us that morning as she realized my hair needed to be better styled - which was suggested by Carol to Claire I learned later. I was introduced as Angel to the Salon staff and taken to the shampoo area. After that I was taken to a booth and told that my wife had given her instructions for my haircut today and to just relax. I was there for 2 hours while they cut my hair, put some type of gel or liquid on my hair and rewashed it before blow drying and doing the final touchups. The entire time the chair was turned away from the mirror but when I was turned around this time I sat there shocked. My hair was set in the most feminine cut you can imagine and it was colored with many blonde highlights. The look with my makeup was amazing and very pretty and might I say...sexy. "Wow, is that me?" I said out loud. "Yes it is, honey. You are a very pretty girl. Now go up front because your wife is waiting." The words sent a chill through me as I realized probably everyone there knew I was a guy underneath this beautiful makeup, clothes and hairstyle. "Angela, you're beautiful. I knew that look would work for you. Now let's go we have an appointment for a pedicure and manicure in 5 minutes." She had me walk back and give my hair stylist a $20 tip. She thanked me and gave me her card. "Please feel free to come back, Angela." "Claire, this is getting carried away. I can't even style my hair like a guy anymore." "Who cares? You're living full time as my new wife and I want her to look her best. You even said when you told me all about your desire to be female, That you wanted perfection and if you remember I told you I would make it happen." We sat next to each other as we had our pedicure and manicure. Claire gave them instructions for both of us and picked out the nicest red color for my toes and new long permanent acrylic nails. "Claire, how am I supposed to get used to these nails. They're so long I can't even pick things up?" "Oh Angela, you'll get used to them in a few days and then you'll just adore them forever. All girls love pretty nails." The last stop was the European Wax store where she had appointments for both of us. We went into separate rooms but again my girl had instructions from my wife. "Take off your skirt, sweetie so I can get to the top of your legs." For the next hour they removed all the hair on my legs making them incredibly smooth. For the finally she waxed my eye brows into an extremely feminine shape. When I looked in the mirror there was not a trace of me ever being a guy and there was only an extremely pretty girl looking back. When I moved my hand to touch my eyebrows the long red nails I saw in the mirror shocked me. This would take some time to get use to. I got dressed and met Claire outside as she was making our next appointment. "I have you down for an appointment every two weeks, my treat," she said. It was late afternoon and we hadn't had time to eat, so she suggested we stop for a late lunch and early dinner. She drove us to the local Chili's and had me follow her into the waiting area. The guy seating us gave me the once over and nice smile as Claire caught it when I sat down. "Well, he thinks your cute and I do too. Should I give him your number?" she said giggling. "I don't think so but thanks anyway. I can't believe this day and how good I look it's perfect!" "Almost," she said. "What do you mean? I look amazing if I say so myself." "Yes, you look very feminine and pretty. Your hair is amazing, you're perfect with you makeup, and you look scrumptious in that dress and your heels but it's not perfect just yet, sweetheart. You do want to be perfect, right?" That hurt my feelings a little, and I just sat there not sure how, or if, I should answer... "Oh sweetheart, don't take it the wrong way. You're prettier that most of my real girlfriends and very passable but you need something more and I want to help." "Well, yes if I'm going to dress in front of you I do want to be perfect. I've done everything you've asked what have we missed?" "Let's have our drinks first, she said as the margaritas' arrived." Since it was Happy Hour we each had 2 margaritas for the price of one. Because i had not eaten that afternoon, I caught a buzz and sat there with a stupid smile on my face as she started to talk again. "Angela, after watching you for the last few weeks I realized that since you didn't grow up as a girl you need to learn things we girls learn from childhood. You really need to move and act in a more feminine manner to be totally passable and perfect. The other thing you need help with is your voice. The good news is your voice is kind of high and passable as it is, however, with some training you can master your voice and movements to be a natural woman. I found a place in Scottsdale that trains girls like you and they have a 2 week crash course that is customized for each girl. I've had several conversations and with the director and explained your needs. After several conversations, they feel that two weeks of training and several months of practice should allow you to become the girl of your dreams, and I agree with them completely... The good news is that you leave tomorrow afternoon and classes start on Monday morning. I've already arranged everything and all you need to do is show up and be ready to learn. We will drive over there tomorrow spend the day shopping and then check in around 6pm in time for dinner with the other girls. When you get back I'll expect you to practice what you've learned and convince me you really are the girl you've told me you wanted to become. Getting you all dolled up today was all about making a good impression with the staff tomorrow and getting the usual 8 week course cut down to two weeks. I convinced them that you only needed some basic skills and how advanced you were so don't let me down. "Really, I'm going to a clinic for two weeks to become more even feminine? Is this what you want?" "Yes Angela, I promised you that I'd help you achieve your dream. I've reached mine, so now it's time for you to realize yours. I love you more than words will allow me to express, and I know you will love the results. They have wonderful reviews and they're very high end with guaranteed results. I'll help you pack tomorrow and maybe we'll pick up a few more outfits for your vacation, I mean trip." We cuddled and slept in each other's arms all night and after breakfast we cleaned up and dressed for the day. Claire told me to wear my white lace dress with the matching heels as it really accented my figure and she wore a skirt with a sheer blouse. Claire complimented my makeup and hair as usual and told me how pretty I looked today. I told her the same and gave her an air kiss so as not to ruin our makeup. Claire had already packed my things in the car and she drove the 90 minute drive to Scottsdale where we spent the day shopping at the Fashion Square Mall which was mostly high end stores. We went into dozens of stores and shopped for hours as girlfriends which really made me enjoy the progress I've made. After trying on dozens of outfits, Clare selected 5 new ones that she wanted me to bring on my trip along with some new heels and lingerie. "You never know what you'll need over the next two weeks, honey." I certainly didn't argue as she spent over $700 on new clothes and accessories. I just smiled and said, "Thank you for all you've done, Claire." We ate at the food court and talked about all the other women and what they wore, different styles and fashion and all things girly. At one point two very good looking muscle guys walked in front of us as they headed to the Jamba Juice and Claire looked at me and smiled, "Those guys are gorgeous, don't you agree?" That took me off guard as we never spoke about guys like that before I sat there quiet. "Oh come on, Angel. Look at their bodies, you have to admit they're hot." "OK, they have nice builds and a lot of muscles. Yes who can argue with that?" The training Begins! "Not me, you have a good eye for things like that," she teased. Thankfully that was the end of that topic and we finished lunch and picked up a few more things before heading over to the Clinic. Later I learned it was called 'La Talia' and was well know for many things worldwide. It was 5pm when we pulled up to La Talia and two young men came out to help us with our luggage. Claire told the boys that we had a meeting with Ms. Walker and to bring the bags up to our room which was under the name Angela Davis. They eagerly took the luggage and valet the car and another brought us to Ms. Walker's office. I think I was still in shock and too nervous to speak as all this was happening but Claire being so forceful and in charge just took control and told me what to do. "Hi Claire, so good to see you again and this must be Ms. Davis. So nice to meet you, Angela." I smiled as she took my hand and led us to some chairs in the conference room. "Please sit and relax and I'll make sure all your personal items are being taken care of. Would you girls like a water or coffee?" "Water for us would be perfect," Claire said. After Ms. Walker went to check on things Claire said, "You're doing fine but you need to relax I can tell how nervous you are. Everything is going to be just fine, here take this sedative that will help take the edge off while we get you all checked in and set up for the next two weeks. Ms. Walker came back a few minutes later carrying a folder and a tray with two glasses of water. After she gave us the water, she opened the folder and took out several stacks of papers. In the meantime the pill was already working as I felt a wave of relaxation sweep across my body. I felt myself relax and able to focus more on the conversation they were having. "These are the documents and I believe you had a chance to read everything over?" "Yes, they are in order and we are fine with all of your terms and conditions." "Wonderful, then I'll just need you to ladies to sign and initial some pages and we can get Angela all checked in and ready to start the process," Ms. Walker said smiling. She handed Claire and myself some papers and told us where to sign and initial. I looked at Claire and asked if I needed to read anything. "Oh Angela, that's cute. You know I'm the attorney here and I've already read everything for you and besides you wouldn't understand most of it anyway. Just sign and initial where she tells you, everything is in order." We both signed in over 8 places and initialed another 7 or so before we were done. Ms. Walker took the signed documents and had copies made for Claire to take back with her and congratulated me on my enrollment. "Now Claire is going to leave you with us for the next 2 weeks and during this time there will be no contact with the outside world. No visitations, phone, mail, email, or anything else. You belong to us for the next 2 weeks and there is a great deal to cover during this short time. I'm sure Claire told you that we almost never allow such a short stay for our program but she convinced us you only need a little work so we will start under that premise but you will have to prove how serious you are about this project if you want to leave in 2 weeks. Now I'll leave you two alone to say your goodbye's and then I'll take you to your room and show you around, Ms. Davis." After she left the room I looked at Claire. "What did she mean, if I wanted to leave in 2 weeks? I thought that was the arrangement." "Well, I think it will only be 2 weeks but I agreed that if you needed more time here then I'd let them keep you until you were ready. All I can say is try your best to follow their instructions and graduate. Just think how well you did in your cosmetic school. I'm sure you'll see me in two weeks. In the meantime I have a huge workload as a new partner and I'm sure it will go quickly for both of us. Now give me a little kiss and make me proud, Angela." Ms. Walker came in and took my hand and walked me to the elevator as Claire turned left to go the lobby sending me little wave and a warm smile as we parted. "Claire thinks very highly of you Angela and has such high hopes for you as well. I do hope you don't let her down. I will be honest, this is not going to be easy as we run a highly focused program and our clients expect the best, and that is what we will deliver, do you understand?" "Yes Ms. Walker, I think so." "Good girl, now here is your room during your stay here. I think you'll find it to your liking." The room was very luxurious and had a noticeable feminine d?cor. Lots of lace and frilly things, feminine photos and artwork, woman magazines and novels. There was no TV, phone, or computer and of course no internet or email either. She explained that they wanted their clients focused on the program at all times. "Tomorrow morning at 6am there is breakfast served in the restaurant if you like, and at 7am you have a physical scheduled in the clinic with Doctor Casey. On your desk is your schedule for the week and you can review it later but right now I'll show you the facility and then bring you to the restaurant for a bite to eat. I will have someone put your things away for you and when you get back you can just relax and get ready for an amazing 2 weeks!. Now come along, sweetie," she said holding my hand again. The building was amazing and reminded me of The Ritz Carlton or the Four Seasons Hotel. Everything was very high end and obviously expensive. I was wondering what Claire spent on this as I realized this was not some cheap hideaway. Ms. Walker took me by the work out area, the ballet and dance area, the classrooms, more training areas, a day care center, the clinic, the pool and hot tub, the spa, and all the other wonderful facilities on the quick tour. "Don't worry about finding things, there's a map in your welcome kit and you will always be with someone to help you. Now, here is the restaurant where you can order some dinner." This beautiful room overlooked Camel back Mountain which was lit up this evening and looked spectacular. At least I'm going to enjoy the amenities while I'm here, I thought to myself, enjoying all the luxuries. "I'll introduce to the other 3 girls in your class as you will be spending all your time together. Ladies, I'd like you to meet Ms. Angela Davis who will be the final student in your class. I expect you all to behave and get along while you are under our care. Now, please enjoy your dinner and I'll see you tomorrow. Angel, when you're done I will have someone take you back to your room. Tomorrow morning someone will be at your door at 6am for breakfast. Please be ready. Good night ladies," she said smiling and giving a quick wave." I sat quietly while my dinner was brought over to me without even ordering. I was given a tall glass of water and a generous salad with lemon juice as the dressing. As I looked at my dinner the other girls giggled. "That's all you get so eat slowly and enjoy. They have us all on a 1000 calorie per day diet, which will take some getting used to, but you will lose any body fat you came in with, we promise." "Oh, I see," I said as I realized the level of control they had over us here. "The first few days are the hardest but I'm sure you'll fit right in. You're very pretty and you seem nice so I'm sure we will all get along nicely. I'm Karen, this is Ashley and that's Katherine. The only suggestion we have is that you accept how things are, go along with whatever they say and don't argue or talk back. If you are submissive and follow their instructions you'll get through this quite easily, I'm sure. After dinner an attendant brought me back to my room and said goodnight as they shut and locked the door from the outside. I then realized I was being locked in so as not to escape or leave. It made me uncomfortable but there was nothing I could do and accepted the situation. After a shower I changed into one of my new nightgowns and sat on the couch reading my itinerary for the week. I was stunned by the intensity and hours of the schedule. Each day started at 6am and didn't finish until 8pm each evening. The classes were listed but I did not understand their coding system but understood the hours and locations of each session. It was going to be a grueling and very long week. Just as Ms. Walker said earlier there was a knock at my door at exactly 6am and then the door opened. "Ready for breakfast, Ms. Davis?" the young girl asked. "Yes, let's go," I said, following her back to the restaurant where I was again seated with the girls from last evening. Breakfast consisted of a small glass of fresh vegetable juice, a soft boiled egg, and a slice of whole wheat toast. That was it. The girls giggled again as I looked at my plate. "Angela, you'll get used to it and besides you'll end up with an even better shape when they're done with you." I was taken back to my room and told to be ready to go to the clinic in 15 minutes. I cleaned up, brushed my teeth, checked my makeup and hair and finished when the door opened again 15 minutes later. I was brought to the medical clinic where Doctor Casey did a complete physical on me including blood work, EKG, and the works. Nothing was said about the penis under my skirt and panties and I realized it was common practice for this doctor. "Each morning you will take these 6 pills right after breakfast and if you feel weak due to the low calorie diet you will be on we can arrange for a B12 shot each morning. We don't want our girls passing out so we will monitor your progress and make sure we keep you healthy." "What are the pills for?" I asked. Doctor Casey looked at me surprised that I asked. "Well, normally we do not explain the treatments to the students, but seeing as everything has been pre arranged, I'll share this information with you. One of the pills is a T-blocker, two are female hormones, and the other two are designed to keep your system balanced with vitamins and minerals. All good stuff, trust me we've been giving these to our girls for years with fantastic results." "Hormones?" "Of course. It's all part of the training program and that information was in the release forms you and Claire signed. You will be expected to take the dosage as instructed, as Every girl does." All good girls must take their Vitamins... "Claire knows about that?" "Of course, it's one of the main parts of our programs. She wants the very best for you Angela which is why you're in our care. Now take you pills and we'll have you taken back to your room to get ready for your next session." I swallowed wondering what was to become of me and followed the attendant back to the room. On the bed was a leotard and a pair of white leggings and ballet shoes. Please get dressed and be ready in 10 minutes. I'll be right outside. Things were moving quickly and I had little time to even think, as I was being led to the dance area I was shown last evening. Today there was an older woman waiting for me as I entered the ballet studio. She was so thin, tall, and graceful as she moved over to say hello. I thought to myself how feminine her movements were and the realized why I was there. She motioned for me to have a seat with her on the couch and started to speak in a quiet relaxing tone which made me relax and open to the conversation. "Hello Ms. Davis and welcome to your first day of classes. Over the next few days you will be trained on all things feminine in detail. Since you were not raised as a girl there are certain feelings, expressions, desires, and basic movements that you will have to learn in a short time. Girls learn all these things over the course of many years and we have to teach you all these things in such a short time. The days are long and very intense and you will be expected to put every effort to learning and applying everything we teach you. We will be teaching you the proper way to stand, walk, talk, and sit which will have to become natural to you in everyday life. In doing so the training will be teaching you the extremes, for example how you will be expected walk and your movements." She stood up and told me to watch her as she stood in a dramatically sensual way and took several steps turned and walked back. She explained how her elbows were at her side and how her hands were made to look overly feminine when she walked. "You see how feminine my hands looked and obviously not how every girl walks or acts, however, by learning to walk and hold yourself in an ultra feminine way at all times during the training will assist you in getting used to more natural feminine movements in a shorter time. We will show you things that may seem over the top or even make you feel like a sissy or object but I can assure you it's for your own good and after we're done you natural movements will be just like any natural girl, which is our goal for you, Ms. Davis. So we will expect you to watch and learn and use the skills we teach at all times while you are here and we will be sure to correct you if we see you sliding back. This is not open for discussion or argument, you will learn the most feminine skills and adjust accordingly." For the next 30 minutes we worked on how to stand and sit. She taught me many ways to sit while crossing my legs in different position and how to practice each way while keeping my balance with my back straight as a board. With my back so straight I was forced to sit differently than I ever did as a guy. When I stood up I constantly had to keep my elbows tucked into my sides which made me feel very feminine as my hands drooped into a limp position. She left me for another 30 minutes to practice standing and sitting while concentrating on my hand motions and movements. I was exhausted when she came back with a bottle of water and explained that the next lesson is walking. Today you will walk in your ballet shoes, but tomorrow you will bring your heels and learn to balance and walk the correct way." For the next 30 minutes she demonstrated how to walk with my feet properly positioned and gracefully carry myself. I immediately learned that I had to get used to keeping my shoulders straight and back as she corrected me several times to stand straight. Keeping balanced was difficult with my new posture and walk. She even used the old techniques of putting a book on my head as I had to keep my head straight and not look down. I wondered how hard this was going to be in my heels tomorrow. Again she left me for 30 minutes to practice and by the time she came back I was able to walk back and forth with the book staying on my head. "Very good progress so far, Ms. Davis. Now that you've have learned these simple things everyone will expect you to be carrying yourself this way while you're here. Remember you posture and how you are to walk properly with one foot in front of the other. You can take a 15 minute break and relax because the next thing you will become familiar with is ballet. I will teach you several moves and motions that will help train you to become naturally graceful and carry yourself as a confident woman at all times. This is an important part of your training and of course we expect perfection." I sat on the couch exhausted and feeling the cramps in my legs from all the sitting, standing and walking. My muscles were tense and tight as I tried to relax as I sat there leaning back on the couch. "Ms. Davis, have you forgotten already? Back straight at all times, now slouching or laying like some boyish figure. You're a woman and you must project your femininity at ALL times. Now relax but sit up straight. As I did I was forced to sit on the edge of the cushion with my legs crossed, back straight, and shoulders back. I watched my movements and made sure to use the lessons I just learned for the next few minutes before my next lessons. "OK, follow me over to the ballet-bar." She stood facing me and told me to stand the same way facing her. So I held one hand on the bar and watched as she instructed me on several moves to practice. Each move involved me keeping perfect posture, moving my legs in unusual positions, and moving slowly and gracefully. "Today I want you to practice we just went over which encompasses 3 moves which are very important and basic to ballet. Once you master these we can move on to other moves to help you on your way. As I instructed it is very important to have a good posture and graceful movements for these moves. I expect you to work on this until I tell you to stop. When I'm satisfied that you are learning the right way to move we can stop and take another break." I learned the Cruise Devant and the first 5 positions and practiced for what seem like hours. Several time she had to remind me to keep my shoulders back and to slow down my movements. Near the end I found myself getting used to the new posture and felt more comfortable with my movements. "OK, that's enough for today. For your next session and up until lunch you will practice a meditation and special music we use to help you on your journey. Follow me, dear." She led me over to the SPA area where I was brought into a dimly lit room with a soft day bed and I was instructed to lay down. A new girl came in and introduced herself as Amy and would be working with me for the next few hours. My first task was to take a break from the morning sessions and spend some time with a new technology designed to help my feminization. "I'm going to place some headphones on your head and you are to just relax, listen, and do as you're instructed. When you're done we I will take you to lunch and get you ready for the afternoon classes. She placed the headphones on my ears and I shut my eyes and enjoyed being able to relax without any expectations. It felt like a reward from my morning classes. Soon I heard some soft music starting to play in my ears and I became even more relaxed and then I heard a very feminine voice speaking to me in the headphones and that quickly got my attention. It turned out that the clinic used the Hypno Training by Isabella Valentine - with a custom track designed for the school called Gender Transformation. In this session Isabella takes you into a extremely deep state of mind for about 20 minutes until you are hanging just between sleep and awareness. You can hear her soothing voice but you feel as if you're drifting off and soooo relaxed. Then for the next 30 minutes Isabella reinforces that 'you are a girl, you want to be a girl, you are so feminine, you love wearing girl clothing and want to wear panties, lingerie, and dresses at all times. You must feel feminine, you are completely female... on and on with all types of feminine suggestions and positive feelings about being a girl. It was magical and when I woke up I was energized and feeling even more feminine that ever. This powerful session was a daily occurrence and reinforced everything they were teaching. I didn't realize how powerful it was but found myself behaving and thinking more girly each day. After Amy got me up she brought me over to the restaurant and my lunch was brought over without even asking. Today I had a 4 ounce piece of fish, some broccoli, an apple, and a bottle of water. As I sat there starting to eat I realized that I was sitting there with my back straight and head held high. I realized that the training was already working and worked on my movements as I finished the very small lunch servings. I sat there with Amy for another 15 minutes as she discussed my next few courses. "After you have some time to digest you lunch I will take you over to the gym area where you will be instructed on some aerobic exercise and light weights to help get you in shape and tighten you gluts and stomach. We want you to have a good figure and understanding on how to maintain yourself on the outside. You will be working out and getting yourself in condition every day after you leave and we want to make sure you're doing things correctly." At 1pm we entered the gym and the instructor introduced herself as Mary. For the next hour Mary had me doing different aerobic exercises and instructing me on the correct way to do them. She had me on several machines that worked my legs, butt, and stomach which by the end had me out of breath and ready to quit but she then led me to yet another room, where I was to do more aerobic exercises and this time to music. She taught me several dance moves, turned the music up loud and the two of us danced for the next 20 minutes. The first day I got sick after we were done and Amy giggled. "That's common, Ms. Davis but I can assure you that by the end of the first week you'll be feeling fine when we're done. Now, I'm going to take you back to your room and give you a 30 minutes to shower and change into the outfit they have for you and someone will pick you up and take you to your next lesson. Remember, posture and movements at all time, dear." Back in my room I took a shower and couldn't believe how exhausted I was. I just wanted to crawl into bed and pass out but soon enough the door opened and I was on my way to the next lesson. I now was dressed in a white cotton knee length flowing dress with heels and nylons. I was able to put on some makeup, fix my hair and tried to make myself presentable just before we left. I was starting to realize that there wasn't going to be much free time. I was brought to a classroom and this time the other girls I met at dinner were also there. The teacher was a middle aged woman named Carol was introduced as a life coach and today's lesson was to discuss feminine responsibility given to us by society. What was expected for girls and how to accept our new roles. We were to discuss men and marriage and even child raising. She explained that we need a full understanding of a woman's mind and societal expectations. For the next 2 hours she lectured us on how woman are to behave and speak around men, other women, friends, work associates. The correct way to behave in different situations. How to address a man flirting or coming on to us, and how men think differently than woman. She talked about how woman have a need to want children and a motherly component in her skill set and that we would have some classes to help us in this area. She explained that most girls played house and with dolls growing up and because we missed that experience we had no way of understanding how a girl grows into adulthood. We were to learn more about that in our next lessons as well. She taught us proper manners and etiquette in normal, family, professional, and social environments and had lots of homework to make sure we learned our lessons. In spite of all the years from the feminist movements girls were still expected to act a certain way and we had to understand everything related to the society Angel and how we were to become part of that segment and it be a natural part of our lives. We were let to our next class without a break and this classroom was in a different setting. This room was more of a home setting with kitchen, bedrooms, and resembled an apartment. Carol explained that we will be learning how women take care of homes, and a household. For the next 3 hours we went over everything from how to wash clothing correctly, ironing skills, how to vacuum how to dust and clean every part of the home, how to sew and mend items and finally cooking. Dinner was brought in as Carol spent the next 3 hours teaching us about different foods, how to arrange and plan a dinner, how to set a table, how to serve and how to be a good hostess. It is now 8pm and the end of our first day. Every day was almost the same schedule with some different classes and sessions. The days flew by as every moment was taken up and used. Back in my room I took off my clothes and collapsed into the bed. As I was starting to drift off to sleep I heard a 'white noise' coming from the speakers and it was loud enough to make me wonder what it was, because it wasn't anything natural. I discovered just before I left the clinic that they used additional technology to pump subliminal messages into our rooms while we slept. Very similar messages that we received each day in our meditation sessions. We were constantly bombarded with messages telling us how we love being a girl and how we want to be the perfect submissive woman. It was strong messaging that clearly worked as each girl including myself, became more submissive and girly as the days progressed. we were going to think, act and feel like women. Every morning my first visit was to the clinic for more pills and exams. They wanted to make sure we were healthy and getting enough food to support the difficult weeks. I asked for a B12 shot the next morning because I was so tired by the end of the first day I felt I needed a boost. I took all the pills and the injection before starting another difficult day. The routine was the same with the exception of the session with Carol. In that session our home environment had been set up with dolls resembling children from babies to little kids. Carol explained that since we didn't have the skills of playing with dolls growing up we needed to learn and understand how girls developed. Each of us were given dolls and all type of clothing and were instructed to interact with each other and talk about our feelings. We were to think like girls and play with the dolls until we understood and enjoyed the process. All the while we kept our feminine posture and movements in an ultra feminine manner. If anyone was to look in and watch us they would surely laugh as our feminine hand motions and 'swishy' movements looked silly but we were learning the skills to stay in the fem mode at all times by using these skills. The next day in Carols class we were taught the art of child caring. We had to change diapers on the baby, nurse it like any mother, talk and cuddle with the child and become a mother and a sibling to the baby each of us was given. It might have been seen as silly or a waste of time from someone looking in but we understood the need to take it serious and become the girl we were being taught to become. It was odd holding a baby to my breast and cooing while I rocked in a chair dressed as Angel. After some time I began to understand the closeness a mother feels with her baby and that was the main lesson of this course. Of course taking care of the child, bathing, feeding, washing, and changing were all part as well but they wanted us to understand the feeling and bonding between mother and daughter. My ballet class was becoming more complex but the lessons really helped accentuate my movements and gracefulness. It's something every little girl should be made to take at some point in her life as it really helps define her inside feminine beauty, confidence and self. I found myself quite comfortable with the new feminine movements I learned as well as the new way of walking and just being my feminine self. By the end of the week I was in much better physical shape and lost 8 pounds and at least one dress size. My breast were getting sensitive from the pills I was taking and my feelings from the Hypno sessions and Subliminal messages had me thinking like a girl 24/7. In fact I found it difficult to even unnerving to think of myself as a male. I was mentally transforming into a girl in both body and mind and most likely because of all the programming and drugs I seemed very happy and motivated to make a full transition. I found myself consciously making sure to walk and move as I had been taught and very careful to make sure my movements were slow, graceful, and overly feminine. My exaggerated hand movements and motions were starting to become habit and the instructors often complimented me on my improvements. "Ms. Davis, you're coming along quite nicely and we've noticed how natural your movements and motions have become. Please continue to practice and make us proud of your efforts," Ms. Walker said to me one morning at breakfast as I sat very upright and