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Kevin thought this was absolutely the worst idea he had ever heard. He knew for an absolute fact that this would never work, and yet, here he was regardless, in the school Gym waiting for the coach to call his name. He thought a moment about just turning around and running for the door, but a moment later the coach called out, "Kelly Peterson, you're next!" Kevin wondered how he had been talked into this as he slowly walked out into the middle of the gym. "Dude, this is the best idea ever!" Gary said as he tried as hard as he could to convince his best friend Kevin. "Just think about it, man, you'll be able to find out everything there is to know about Amy, and she'll never know!" "Are you fucking High?" Kevin shot back. "That is the stupidest thing I have ever heard." "C'mon! It's brilliant and you know it!" Gary said smirking. "This isn't some weird Japanese Anime dude, this is real life. People don't just throw on a disguise and then they're suddenly completely unrecognizable to everyone around them." "Dude," Gary said seriously, "you're basically unrecognizable to Amy right now. Shit, Man, she doesn't even know you fucking exist." "Fair enough, but pretending to be someone else, isn't going to suddenly get me into her inner circle to find out what kind of dude she likes. I've got a better chance of that happening by stalking her Facebook," Kevin said growling annoyed. "Look, dude, what would it hurt to try? Right?" "Gee, I dunno... public humiliation that I would never live down? Ostracism? For a start?" "Kev, bro, listen. You know my sister is a fucking miracle worker with makeups, she's been working with movie effects for years now. I've told her my idea, and she's willing to give it a try. Just... listen... if she isn't able to make you completely unrecognizable to your parents, then we call the whole fucking thing off, and we can forget about it. Okay? No harm, no foul." Kevin knew that if he refused this rather reasonable compromise, he would never hear the end of this supposedly brilliant plan, so he agreed. "Fine, I'll be at your house Friday after breakfast, and when this doesn't work, we never speak of this again, okay?" A smile spread wide across Gary's face. "Dude. It's gonna work!" It was nearing noon on Friday as Kevin walked up to Gary's front door and found himself apprehensive to ring the doorbell. Kevin thought that he could just turn around now, and text Gary that something had come up, and as he was deciding, the door opened. "About fucking time, mate," Gary said as he lead Kevin into the house. "Abigail's been getting everything ready, this is gonna be epic!" Kevin followed his friend upstairs with trepidation. "Let's just get this stupid thing over with..." Kevin said with a sigh as he was led into Gary's sister's room, where she stood, beautiful and statuesque as ever. Her long auburn hair framed her perfect almost porcelain face. The paleness of her skin stood in stark contrast to the dark red lip color, and dark eyeshadow she wore. Her body was that of a supermodel, long legs, slim waist, and breasts that strained the confines of the top she wore. Her smile made Kevin's legs weak. "Hey, Kev," she said with a brightness that always caught him off guard. "Have a seat, and we can get ready." "Uh.... Hi, Abby," Kevin responded with the suaveness of a drunk albatross. Kevin always seemed to lose his cool around beautiful women, and that was the impetus for this ridiculous plan. "Gary filled me in on all the details, and I have to say, I was surprised," she said sweetly as moved around him. "Sur-surprised?" he gulped. "Yeah, I had no idea..." she started before Gary cut her off. "Yeah, dude, I told my sister all about you, Kevin." "Wha...? What about me?" Kevin was completely lost. "I told her how you wanted to see what girls go through in a typical day, and how you were... gender... dys... dysfunctional?" "Dysmorphic," Abigail corrected. "Right!" Gary continued. "How you were Gender Dysmorphic!" "I'm Gender Dysmorphic?" Kevin asked, not sure what that meant but knowing that he wasn't. "That's the clinical term for someone who isn't completely comfortable in the gender they were born in," Abigail said as she started taking stock of Kevin's face. "When a boy, such as yourself, feels they are actually a girl." "Right!" Gary said. "And she's agreed to this, to try and help you see if you're really a girl... you know... inside," he said with a wink. "...If I'm really a girl, inside?" Kevin asked, slow on the uptake. "Right." Gary continued to wink as Abigail was paying full attention to Kevin. "OH!" Kevin finally realized that Gary's sister would probably not have agreed to help them disguise Kevin as a girl so that he could infiltrate the girl's in his school to find out what kind of guy he would need to be to convince Amy to date him, because as he had said multiple times already, that was crazy. So it seemed that she had agreed to this thinking that Kevin was a transsexual, which was horrifyingly embarrassing to say the least. However if this is what it took to put all this behind him, than so be it. "Right," Kevin said "Yeah... okay." Abigail smiled at him. "You know, Kevin, you've got a fantastic bone structure," she stated. "I do?" "Oh, yeah, beautiful cheek bones, a nice small nose... pretty eyes... yeah, when I'm done with you, girl, You're gonna be a knockout!" Her smile broadened as she grabbed her tools. "Is this really necessary?" Kevin called out from the shower. "It most certainly is, sweetie," Abigail answered from the other side of the bathroom door. "Make sure you run that stuff in on ever inch of your skin!" Kevin felt silly, but did as she asked, the sooner he followed her directions, the sooner it would all be over he thought. The cream made his skin tingle, but he rubbed in in from his face down to his toes, making sure, as per Abigail's instructions, not to get it in his hair. A few minutes later, he realized why, as he saw all of his body hair swirl away down the shower drain. His entire body was now smooth and hairless, it was an odd sensation as he toweled dry. As if ever inch of his skin was now more sensitive, he theorized that the layer of hair had provided some barrier from sensations he was now feeling all over his body. As he moved, his legs slid against and across each other, and he enjoyed that feeling of his smooth legs. He thought he might keep them this way after all this was over. "Okay, I'm hairless now," Kevin said as he stepped out of the bathroom, in nothing but the towel. "Step One." Abigail smiled. As she led him back to her room. "On to Step Two." Gary was then led out of his sister's room at this point as Abigail teased "Girl's only," before shutting the door on him. Sitting in his best friend's sister room, completely naked, except for a towel was something he had never planned, yet here he was, as she started applying makeup to his face. "Is this..." he started. "Shush," she said sweetly as she pressed a long gentle finger to his lips. "Just be quiet, watch and listen," she said. She explained as she went. She applied a liquid foundation to his face to smooth out any imperfections, and allow a nice even base for everything else. Then she brushed a flowery blush to his cheeks to given them a bit more dimension. Then it was on to his eyes, a dark blue shadow was applied to his upper lids, and a lighter shade on the outside edges. A eyeliner was used around the edges of his eye lids to make his eyes 'pop'. Then it was the mascara, used to accentuate and fluff up his eye lashes until they looked twice as long and prominent than before. Soon she was on to his lips, a glossy red was applied, making his lips look wet, and plump, and a dark line was drawn around his lips to give them more definition, and within half an hour, Abigail had made his face look like that of a pretty young model. "Holy, shit," Kevin said softly, as he looked as his pretty face in the mirror. As Abigail smiled brightly behind him. "I know, right?!" she said enthusiastically. "Maybe you really were meant to be a girl after all." "I look like a girl," Kevin stated as he turned his face this way and that to try to come to grips with his reflection. "Now," Abigail leaned in over his shoulder, "on to Step Three." A little over two hours later, Kevin sat, still in Abigail's room, as she continued adding extensions to his hair. She worked like a robot, as she went back and forth adding length to his hair. He had tried to convince her it wasn't necessary at first, but she had insisted that it was the most crucial part of this transformation of his, and so he allowed her to go on, as the sooner she was done, the sooner he would be out of this mess. Kevin may have fallen asleep, because the next thing he knew he was being shaken by the shoulder by Abigail. He was still in her room, still in the towel, but something felt very wrong to him. "Hey, wake up, and let me know what you think!" she was saying excitedly. "Huh?" was his dumb response as he looked around at her, feeling the heavy pull of the long hair on his head. It swirled into his vision for a moment as he remembered what was going on. Kevin turned toward the mirror and was shocked by what he saw. There was a girl staring at him. A naked girl. A gorgeous naked girl. Her hair was long, strawberry blonde, and hung in beautiful waves around her face. Her hair ended just above her breasts, which were on full display, they looked perfect and they were large as they bounced with her every movement. And at that instant he realized that he felt a jiggling in his own chest that seemed to mimic this girl's. In the second that he took to wonder why this beautiful naked girl was standing between him and the mirror, he came to the conclusion that this girl was him. He looked down at himself to confirm the theory, and was greeted by a pair of the largest breasts he had ever laid his eyes on. Sure, they were the only breasts he had ever seen, but that wasn't the point. He grabbed them with his hands, feeling their weight and softness, and he noticed that at the end of each of his fingers was now a long, bright pink, french manicured nail. Releasing his breasts he inspected his hands closer, noticing how feminine and delicate they looked now. "How?" was all he could say as he looked up at Abigail's beaming smile. "I'm a miracle worker, what can I say?" she said, evidently very happy with herself. Kevin couldn't take his eyes off his reflection, as he tried to see himself from every possible angle. His hair, his face, his breasts, all of it seemed to defy reason, yet, it was there, all of it, it was him. He was a beautiful girl, at least, from the chest up, as unnoticed by him, but not by Abigail, the presence of a beautiful naked girl before him, caused his last male vestige to show itself. "Now that," Abigail said pointing to his erect member, "is Step Four." "What?" he said surprised at his own male reaction, and tried to cover it up, which was difficult because of his breasts. "Oh, sorry!" "It's okay, Kev," Abigail said as she rummaged through a bag on her table "I've seen a penis or two in my lifetime. It's nothing to be embarrassed about," She walked back over to him, holding out two small pink pills. "Here, take these," she said dropping them into his palm. "Wha-what're these?" he said eyeing the pills suspiciously. "You've heard of Viagra? Those are the opposite of Viagra, they'll make sure Mr happy doesn't ruin our fun," she said motioning him to take the pills again. And a moment later, he had washed the pills down with some water, and almost instantly, he felt his member go limp as it became flaccid. "Okay, girlfriend..." Abigail said with a smile as she pulled a bra and panties out of a bag on her bed. "Step Five!" Kevin found the panties she made him wear were far too tight, but he had to agree with her, they certainly held his maleness in place and gave him the illusion of a feminine crotch. She helped him into the bra, and he felt the relief as the weight was lifted slightly from his chest. "Now, those are some high end prognostics, okay?" she explained as she helped him clasp the bra behind his back. "They're designed to look real, and move like real boobs, but if you want to feel a real pair of your own, you're going to have to go the surgical route." "I really doubt that will be necessary," Kevin said as he admired how the bra gave him impressive cleavage. "Okay," Abigail shrugged, "we'll see." She adjusted his bra straps and he took another look in the mirror at this young girl, who was standing before him in her tight undies, and he did not notice his lack of male reaction to what he knew was a beautiful image. "Now, Gary said this is the outfit you wanted," Abigail said showing him a small Blue Tartan skirt, and a white button up to match. Kevin made a mental note to kick Gary's ass. "Yep," Kevin said knowing that the less he fought this, the quicker it would all be over. "That's the outfit I asked for." She helped him get the shirt on, and buttoned, leaving the top few unbuttoned, to show his cleavage, she explained. Then the skirt was wrapped around his waist and buttoned on the sides, and the feeling of the loose fabric flirting around his smooth thighs was something he had never thought he'd feel, but now that he did, he quite enjoyed it. As was evident by the way he stood in front of the mirror, swaying back and forth, and allowing the skirt to billow out and fall back against his legs. Abigail watched from behind, with a proud smile on her face, as she pulled out the white socks, and the patent leather kitten heels from the bag. The socks went on easily enough, bu Kevin had difficulty with the shoes, having never had to buckle a shoe to his ankle before. But Abigail helped, gladly as she got the boy to his feet, now dressed like a proper girl. "Well?" she asked sweetly as she stood next to the boy admiring his feminine reflection in her mirror. "What are we going to call you?" "What do you mean?" he asked confused as he admired the beautiful school girl he had turned out to be. "Well, we can't keep calling you Kevin, when you look so pretty, now can we?" she said. "Oh... well... I hadn't thought..." he stuttered. "Come now. You're telling me you've been thinking all about being a girl for who knows how long, and haven't given any thought to a name?" I find that hard to believe, girly," she teased. "Yeah..." he thought hard about a name he thought this beautiful girl in the mirror would have. "Kelly," he said. "Kelly?" Abigail smiled. "Who's Kelly?" she teased. Kevin turned around, and with a smile, for perhaps the first time today said. "I'm Kelly!" Gary had felt like he had been waiting forever, as his sister gave Kevin a makeover. He watched TV for a while, catching up on Game of Thrones, and was on his 5th episode when he heard his sister call out to him as she walked into his room. "Gary, have you met my new friend?" she said with a sly smile, as another girl Gary had never seen before edged into the room, shyly. She was gorgeous. Her light red hair framed a perfect face, with the most stunning eyes he had ever seen. Her lips were slightly parted and looked like they were begging to be kissed. Her breasts were on display in the tight white shirt she had on, and her legs looked like they went on for miles as she teetered a bit on her heels. It was a few moments of ogling before he recognized that she was wearing the outfit that he had picked out for Kevin. "Holy Shit," was all Gary could say as he looked over his best friend once again. Even knowing that this girl was actually a boy, and really his buddy Kevin, Gary couldn't help but come to the same conclusion, that this girl was beautiful. Her eyes kept darting away from his, as if she was embarrassed, or flirting. She brought her manicured fingers up to tuck a strand of silky hair behind her ear, and a playful grin teased her ruby lips. Gary felt his pants tighten as his body responded to this vision of feminine beauty and repeated the only words that he could "Holy.... Shit." "Gary," his sister said, clearly noticing his teenage boy reaction to the girl standing next to her "I'd like you to meet, Kelly!" "Wow," Gary said, drool forming at the corner of his mouth, as his eyes crossed and recrossed every inch of her body. "Okay, dude... c'mon... enough," Kevin said, clearly uncomfortable. "I'm...I'm sorry... dude... I mean babe... I mean... just... wow... sorry," Gary stumbled as his eyes continued to rove across her every curve, pausing on her breasts more than a few times. "Dude, Stop!" Kevin said, with a girlish stamp of his foot. "You're being like, super creepy." "I'm, sorry, I mean, I knew you'd pass, but I just had no idea," Gary said, finally getting a hold of himself. "Okay," Kevin said, with a roll of his sultry blue eyes. "I guess I have to agree I do look good, But I highly doubt it's going to fool anyone. Everyone who knows me is going to know that I'm me!" he said hoping to put an end to this weird day. "Well, that's why we agreed to test that theory, remember?" Gary said with a wide grin. "What?" "Yeah, we're going to your house, and if your parents recognize you, then we call this whole thing off," Gary said. "Bu-" Kevin started to protest. "Hold that thought, babe," said Gary. "I've got to use the loo, and when I'm done, we'll head over to your house, okay?" And then Gary dashed off into the bathroom, leaving Kevin with Abigail. "What?" Kevin asked as Abigail just rolled her eyes and headed to the living room. "Ugh, boys." Ten minutes later Gary had finished in the bathroom, and seemed to have a renewed vigor as he took Kevin by the arm and the two of them headed over to Kevin's house. "I really don't want my parents to see me like this, dude," Kevin said as Gary led him down the sidewalk one arm resting on the small of his back as he tried to keep pace and not fall down in his new heels. "Dude, if your own parents don't recognize you, then no one will. This is the litmus test that we need to determine if this is going to work," Gary explained confidently. A short walk later, they two boys stood on Kevin's front porch, and Gary rang the doorbell. "What the hell are we even going to say?" Kevin asked, freaking out at the thought of his parents seeing him like this. "Don't worry dude, I've got this," Gary said with confidence as the front door opened and Kevin's mother answered. "Oh, hello Gary," she said warmly. "And who is this?" she said noticing the pretty girl with her son's friend. "Hi, Mrs. Peterson," Gary said charmingly. "This is my friend Kelly." Kevin smiled as he waited for his mother to instantly recognize her own son standing at her front door and dressed like a school girl. "We were looking to see if Kevin was home," Gary continued with a charm he used to make other kid's parents love him. "Oh, I'm sorry, but I think Kevin is out right now," she said glancing over to the girl who was obviously far too pretty to be hanging out with her son's friend, and she came to her own conclusion that this girl must be looking to get closer to her son. "Oh, darn," Gary said with a feigned defeat in his voice. "He told us he'd meet us here..." He let his sentence trail off as Kevin's mother took his bait. "Oh, well, why don't you two come on in. You can wait for Kevin here," she said warmly, showing the two teens into the living room, where Kevin's dad sat reading his iPad. "Kenneth," Kevin's mother said to his father, "these are Kevin's friends, Gary and Kelly. They're going to wait here for Kevin to come home." Kevin took a seat on the couch next to Gary, taking note to tuck his skirt under his butt and keep his legs together as he sat. Kevin's father looked up at the two of them over his iPad and smiled politely. As his eyes fell on Kevin, his father registered a look of slight shock, as he lowered his iPad and gave Kevin a once over before speaking. "Kelly? You said you name was?" he asked politely, and Kevin tensed up, his father had obviously recognized him, his cover was blown and he was about to get grounded, if not worse. "Ye-yes" Kevin squeaked in response. "I'm Kelly." He gave his father a nervous smile. "I've never seen you before..." his father said pausing. "I know I'd remember a pretty girl like you," he finished with a proud smile, giving his son a mental atta'boy for bringing a girl like that home. The obvious compliment took Kevin by surprise. His own parents, the two people who should know him best in this world, didn't recognize their own son, as he sat in their living room. As he caught Gary's eye, he knew what this meant, and Gary's proud smile only confirmed it. His dumb plan was going forward, and Kevin was going to be spending much more time in skirts than he had ever considered. "Oh! Look at that!" Gary said loudly as he pulled his phone from his pocket. "Looks like I was wrong, Kevin just texted me that he's at the mall, and we were supposed to meet him there. Darn," he said as Kevin took note of Gary's acting ability "Well, I'm sorry to have bothered you, Mr. and Mrs. Peterson. I guess Kelly and I will just have to walk over to the mall..." he said as Kevin's mother spoke up. "Actually, Gary, I'd feel more comfortable if I dropped you two off," she said as she moved to grab her purse and car keys. "Oh, no. Are you sure, Mrs. Peterson?" Gary said as Kevin watched his best friend manipulate his mother expertly. "Absolutely, you two kids get in the car!" she insisted. After a short, and awkward drive Kevin's mother pulled up in front of the Mall to let the two teens out. Gary hopped out of the car, but it took some effort for Kevin to exit the vehicle, as he tried to keep his skirt down, and not twist an ankle as he stepped onto the curb. Kevin wanted to get as far from here as possible, as being dressed like a girl in a public place was high on a list of things he never wanted to do. "You kids have fun," Kevin's mom said as they shut the car doors. She reached into her purse and held out a credit card toward Gary. "Please make sure Kevin gets this. He might as well buy some nice new school clothes while he's here," she said as Gary took the card from her. "I will make sure Kevin buys lots of new school clothes Mrs. Peterson," Kevin said with a grin. "And You," she looked straight at Kevin, and his blood ran cold, had she finally recognized him he worried, "I hope to see more of you!" she said with a warmth that he wasn't expecting. "Oh, I Guarantee you'll be seeing lots more of her, Mrs. Peterson!" Gary said as he waved before she drove off. "Jesus Christ...." Kevin said. "Yeah," Gary laughed. "Your mom totally thinks you're your new Girlfriend," he teased. "Ugh," Kevin said, turning away from the mall, and starting to walk back towards Gary's house. "Whoa, pretty lady, where do you think you're going?" Gary said stopping him. "I'm, going back to your house, to change, dude," Kevin explained. "No you're not," Gary said, showing his friend the credit card. "You've got school clothes to buy." "Dude, I'm not buying clothes looking like this," Kevin said motioning to his outfit. "Um, yeah you are," Gary said leading Kevin into the mall, his heels clicking softly on the tile floors. "You can't honestly think you're going to be going to school in that outfit everyday." "What?" Kevin asked confused. "Babe, you've got to get a bunch of new outfits if you're going to fit in with the other girls," he said with a smile. "But...." Kevin started to argue. "The plan is already in motion, Kelly," Gary said making sure to mention Kevin's feminine moniker. "And you're going to need to dress the part." "I can't spend my new clothes money on..." he started to argue again. "On, what? New clothes?" Gary countered. Before Kevin even knew what was going on, Gary had led him into Victoria's Secret and had flagged down a sales girl. "Hi... uh..." He squinted at her name tag. "Penny! My girlfriend here is in need of some new underwear and I was really hoping you'd be able to help her out," Gary said as Penny smiled at Kevin. "Sure thing, sugar," she said taking Kevin's hand and leading him toward the back as Gary followed. Before Kevin knew what was happening, Penny had un buttoned his shirt and had his skirt around his heel clad ankles. Kevin looked around in shock as he stood in his panties and bra in front of Gary and the sales girl, Penny in a small curtained area. "Um, do you mind?" Kevin said as he attempted to cover himself with his hands as he looked at Gary, and Gary leered back. "Oh, sure thing," Penny said cheerily as she reached over and pulled the curtain closed leaving Kevin and her alone inside the curtained changing room, and Gary shut outside. Penny, professionally took Kevin's measurements as he stood nervously trying to think of what he would say to her once she found out he was actually a boy. Instead she finished, and flashed him her bright smile. "Okay, sugar, I've got everything I need, I'll just pop out and we'll find you some gorgeous panties and bras, okay?" "We?" Kevin asked timidly. "Oh, your boyfriend and I. I'm sure he'll find some sexy things he'd like to see you in, Sweetie!" she said as she slipped out back into the store. Kevin stood, in his bra and panties, noticing the reflection in the mirror behind him. He looked like a girl, there was no way around it, he admitted to himself as he looked over his shoulder past his long Strawberry Blonde hair at the ass in the mirror. The Panties clung tightly to the shapely behind as he wiggled his hips back and forth and giggled to himself. He was lost in thought about how he had wound up here, clad in girl's underwear that he didn't notice Penny sneak back in. "Okay, sugar," Penny said with a smile as she held out a variety of lingerie "We've picked out some great stuff here, I think, all in your size. You want to try on a few of them?" Kevin picked up a pink nylon panty and felt the fabric between his fingers as he considered the clothes in front of him. "Um, No thanks, these will be fine!" he said as he dropped the panties back into the pile. "That's what Gary said you'd say!" Penny giggled. "Wow, your boyfriend really knows you!" she kidded. "Okay, you get dressed, and I'll ring these up for you," Penny made to leave, stopped and turned back to Kevin as he picked his shirt up off the floor. "You know," she said as Kevin stood worried about what she was about to say. "You're a real lucky girl to have a boyfriend like him," Penny said with a genuine smile before sliding back out of the changing room, leaving Kevin alone to get re dressed. "This is crazy, dude," Kevin said as he walked next to Gary through the mall, carrying pink bags from Victoria's Secret, his heels clicking along, his skirt gently swaying from side to side with his hips. "No, wearing the same underwear every day is crazy. And honestly I'd expect more from a girl like you," Gary joked with a flash of a grin. "I'm not a girl, dude," Kevin said defensively. "Sure, could have fooled me, beautiful," Gary said, and Kevin felt unnaturally proud for the compliment, even thought he knew that he shouldn't. Moments later, Gary had led him into Forever 21 and soon, Kevin was in the dressing room, trying on dress after dress. Skirts, tight tops, and blouses. Kevin felt completely helpless as Gary pick and chose which outfits Kevin looked best in. Kevin tried to convince him to be more conservative, but Gary seemed intent on Kevin dressing extremely girlish. Gary's reasoning that the girlier he dressed, the less likely he would be suspected of not being a girl at all seemed convincing enough to Kevin. And soon they were on their way to Wet Seal, and then Delia's. Kevin begged Gary for some pants, but Gary was insistent that any girl with legs as pretty as Kevin's would take every opportunity to show them off. After that it was off to Aldo, Journeys, Nine West, and Vince Camuto's to find shoes to go with the outfits. Everything they bought had a heel, Mary Janes, Slingbacks, Pumps, Wedges, and even a Stiletto. Kevin pleaded for some flats at least, and Gary agreed and allowed Kevin one pair of white trainers, to which Gary reminded him Kevin would need for Gym, and hopefully, once he got on the Squad. Gary even picked out a pair of purses for Kevin at Nine West, which Gary reminded Kevin that he would need them going forward. Their last stop was the Sports Authority where Gary picked out some tight yoga pants, some tiny shorts, a few Sports Bras, socks and some sexy tank tops, that Kevin would need for Gym and such. It felt to Kevin, that they had been at the mall for hours, as he plopped down into a seat in the Food Court, quite unladylike, next to the pile of bags he had accumulated throughout the day. Kevin was trying to think of how he was going to sneak all these bags past his parents without them knowing, and where he was going to keep it all so that his mother wouldn't find them when she did his laundry. Then he started to think of what his mother would say when she found out he had spent so much money today and had no new boy clothes to show for it. He was hoping she wouldn't ask, but he feared that he knew better. The two boys ate, Gary had a burger and fries, and had ordered Kevin a salad and a smoothie. Kevin just ate the salad as he had been morally and spiritually defeated today and didn't have enough fight left in him to even argue about it. It was shortly there after that Gary's sister Abigail picked them up and they loaded their purchases into her car. Kevin rode in silence, as Gary and his sister discussed what they had done at the mall, lost in his own thoughts, thinking about how far this had gone today and wondering how he had let it all go so wrong. It was because he was lost in his own head that he didn't notice as Abigail pulled into his driveway. "Okay, sweetie," Abigail said as she turned around to look at the feminine boy in the back seat. "You're home," she smiled as Gary hoped out and started pulling the bags from the trunk. "Gary's going to help you inside with your purchases, I hope to see you again." Kevin looked out the window at his house, the living room light was on, and his parents could be seen inside watching TV on the couch. There was no way he could get inside the house and to his room without his parents seeing him. "What?" he said to her, terrified. "What do you mean? I thought we were going back to your house, to take all this off!" "Take it off?" she said very confused. "Why would you want to take it off?" "Be-because..." his voice caught in his throat, terror creeping up his spine. "Sweetie, taking that off wasn't part of the plan," Abigail explained as warmly as she could "Those hair extensions took far to long to put in, to just take out, it's be easier to just shave your head." She gave him a very concerned look. "Plus, those breast prosthetics of yours have a strong epoxy on them, they're bonded to your skin. It'll be weeks before they're coming off honey." Kevin looked down at his cleavage in a dole defeat. "Besides," Abigail continued with a cheery concern that made Kevin feel bad that he had even asked to begin with. "You wanted to feel what it was like to be a girl. That's not something you can find out in one night." Kevin exited her car, and Abigail gave him a tight assuring hug before he followed his best friend up to his front door. Kevin saw Abigail give them a friendly wave as she backed out of the driveway and left, leaving Gary to walk home. "Dude..." he said lowly as Gary reached the door carrying all their purchases. Gary just smiled soothingly before he opened the front door. "Hi Mr. and Mrs. Peterson," Gary called out as he walked into the house. "We're home!" Kevin watched as his mother stared at the two teens in bewilderment for a few moments. He could feel his heart beating against his ribcage, he thought everyone could hear it. "Oh, hello, Gary," his mother said in a friendly tone. "Can we help you?" "Oh, no Mrs. Peterson," Gary said holding up the bags to show her. "I'm just helping Kev out with the new clothes he bought." And he took the bags upstairs to Kevin's room, leaving Kevin standing awkwardly in the foyer. Kevin watched his mother, and she certainly noticed that the bags were all women's clothing stores, and the expression on her face evidently confirmed this to him. He then saw her gaze fall back on him, and then she looked up to where Kevin disappeared to up the stairs, and then her eyes met his. She slowly stood up and crossed the room to meet him by the door, his father sat, in his chair, un moved, still reading. Kevin shifted onto his back foot, his heel sliding slightly on the clean, waxed floor as his mother walked up to him, her eyes searching his face. Kevin had never felt this level of fear in his life, he had an urge to burst through his front door, and run forever to escape the embarrassment and humiliation he knew was soon to follow. His mother's face grew closer, her eyes probing, his anxiety growing, as she took his face in her hands, and looked deep into his eyes. "Your eyes..." she said softly. "They're so pretty..." He wanted to reply with a thank you, as it was the polite thing to say, but his voice had fled with his courage, and he could do nothing but swallow and blink. "Kevin...?" she asked softly, even though by now she had worked out the truth for herself. He nodded, as best he could with her hands on his face. She took a half step back, not in shock, because by now she knew exactly who he was, but she looked over the rest of him. Her eyes moved across her son's body, and they could not accept what they saw. Her only child, her son, stood before her, looking every bit a young woman. His feet in a cute pair of heels, his long smooth legs that disappeared under a short skirt, his trim waist that led up to a generous bust that displayed cleavage. Her eyes lingered on his breasts before she looked up at his hair, and took it in her hand, it was a redish blonde, and it suited him, she thought. "Kevin.... How.... Wait... why?" she asked, her voice still soft as her eyes met his again. "I... mom... I.... uh...." Kevin had no idea how to answer her questions. "Mrs. Peterson... she prefers Kelly, now," Gary said as he reached the bottom of the stairs. "Kelly?" she asked her son, and he gave a resigned smile in reply. "Mr. & Mrs. Peterson, your son has agreed to participate in an experiment of sorts," Gary said confidently as he led the feminized boy and his mother back to the living room where Kevin's father continued to read his iPad. "You have?" Kevin's mother asked. "I have?" Kevin parroted. "Yes, he has," Gary answered for his friend, as Kevin's mother took her seat on the couch, and Kevin stood shyly in the middle of the room with Gary next to him. "Kevin has agreed to see what the fairer sex has to contend with in her every day life, and to do so, has chosen, of his own free will, to become Kelly." Gary placed his hands on Kevin's shoulders as he spoke. "And to do so, your son, until the experiment has ended will need to immerse himself in his new life, as Kelly. That means you should treat him like your own daughter, like she has always been your daughter and should refer to him, as Kelly," he finished. "But, what about your school?" his mother asked, and before Kevin could say a word Gary answered. "SHE, as she is your daughter, Kelly... will also be attending school as your daughter... Kelly. All of that has been dealt with..." "It has?" Kevin asked, confused. "Yes," Gary answered "My aunt works in the front office, remember? I spoke to her, and everything is already sorted out. All that's needed of you, is to accept, and help your new daughter," Gary said with a smile. "Oh, honey," his mother said, near tears. "I'm so glad that you're willing to understand women, and what we go through. It's so wonderful my son is so empathetic!" she said as she leapt from the couch to give her son a hug. "Um.. thanks?" Kevin said, his mind reeling still, from his friend's ability to manipulate people. "Oh, Kenneth... say something!" his mother said releasing her son and turning toward Kevin's father, who only now looked up from his iPad at his son. "Oh... um... you look very pretty dear," his father said warmly before he looked down and continued reading. "Okay, well it's late and I should get home. I'll see you at school Monday, Kelly," Gary said with a wide smile. "It's the first day of our Senior year, make sure you wear something nice... you know... make a statement!" and with a charming wink, Gary swept out of the room, and out of the house. Less than an hour later Kevin found himself sitting on his bed in his room while his mother and him went through the bags of purchases he had made that day. His mother seemed to be taking this entire situation with remarkable cheer and excitement. Kevin figured it may be because his parents had only had one child, him, a son, and so his mother never got to raise a daughter, and perhaps she saw this as a chance to do just that. "Oh, Kelly!" his mother gushed as she fished through the bag from Victoria's Secret as she was re arranging his dresser drawers, removing his boy's clothes, and replacing them with all the girl's stuff he had picked up today. "I really like these, they're so cute!" she held up a pair of lacy pink panties and the matching bra. Kevin rolled his eyes, as he shifted on the bed, fighting to keep his skirt covering him, as he tried to find a comfortable sitting position. "Mom, you really don't have to be doing this. I'm perfectly capable of putting away clothes," He said annoyed, as he pulled dresses and skirts out of the bags on the floor and laid them on the bed next to him. "Oh, hush, dear. If you think I don't want to see every outfit you bought today..." She trailed off as she finished placing all of his boxers and undershirts in a bag on the floor and turned to see the dress he was holding. "Oh! Kelly! That's so pretty!" she gasp as she took it from his hands and held it out in front of her. The dress had a pink flouncy skirt dotted with black butterflies and flowers, and a black bustier top with spaghetti straps. "Oh, this is what you're wearing to school on Monday, sweetie, you're going to look so darling!" Kevin cursed his friend silently, both for his dumb plan, and for whatever that mind trick he played on his parents before. Kevin tried to resign himself to pretending to be a girl for the time being, but in all honesty, he still felt like a boy in a dress, and he wanted nothing to do with any of this. His mother quickly went through all of the clothes that were bought earlier, and she had picked out outfits for him for every day through Saturday. She matched shoes with the outfits, and even told Kevin which purses he would need on which days. When Kevin asked why he couldn't just use the same one everyday, she laughed at him. Kevin was surprised to find out that in addition to the clothes, at some point, Gary had bought a full set of makeup, and a load of accessories as well. Kevin's mother set up all the makeup on Kevin's desk, while removing the action figures he had there, and then laid out all the bracelets, necklaces, earrings and rings. When she was all done, and she had kissed Kevin good night on his forehead, he got ready for bed. Kevin spent 10 minutes looking for his pajamas, but instead all he could find were nighties. It seemed that his mother had removed all of his boy clothes, when she was packing all the new girl's clothes into his dresser. He decided to just sleep naked, but found that the new breasts that had been attached to his chest to be uncomfortable when they weren't secured somehow. He couldn't sleep on his stomach, and if he slept on his side, they were pulling on his chest, so he resigned to sleep on his back, and tried not to move as he didn't want to jostle them too much. Monday morning, Gary was waiting at the entrance to school, playing a game on his phone, when he saw her. Gary recognized her immediately, and she was beautiful. She was walking much more like a lady today, taking smaller steps, her heels clicking softly on the sidewalk, as her hips swayed with every step. Her strawberry blonde hair bounced and flowed around her beautiful face. Gary watched as she walked right up to him, a strained look on her face as he smiled. "Wow. You look beautiful!" he said as he looked her up and down again. She was wearing the blank and pink dress he had picked out Friday night, and he noticed the heart pendant necklace that was nestled right above her cleavage as well. "Shut up, dude," Kevin said as he looked around nervously. He was sure at any moment someone was going to yell 'Hey there's Kevin wearing a Dress!' but instead all he saw were guys checking him out, and asking each other who the new girl was. "You seem more comfortable today, at least," Gary said, also noticing the other students taking notice of the cute new girl talking to Gary. "Yeah, well, I spent the whole weekend with my mum, getting a crash course in being a girl. We spent hours on walking, makeup, and all kinds of stuff I never thought I'd have to know," Kevin said, adjusting the strap on his purse. "Well, it looks like it all paid off, because if I didn't know... I'd ask you out right now," Gary joked. "Yeah, funny dude," Kevin said, not at all amused as Gary handed Kevin a small folded up sheet of paper. "Listen, this is your schedule. I tried to get you into all of Amy's classes, I figured that would be the easiest way to get you close to her," Kevin was very surprised at this as he opened the paper, and looked it over. "This says my name is Kelly Anne Peterson..." he said reading. "Yeah, of course it does, babe. You ARE Kelly Anne Peterson now," Gary said seriously. "Dude, all my classes are changed... we only share Homeroom now!" Kevin's voice cracked with anxiety. "Yeah, well, that's the only class we shared with Amy. But look, this wasn't about getting close to me it was about getting close to her. You're in all her classes now, it'll be so much easier for you to get close to her now sweetheart," Gary said with an undertone of excitement as the first bell rang. "I, can't..." Kevin said, fear gripping him. Having to go through the day, pretending to be a girl, with no help from his best friend, Kevin was sure that he would be found out and then humiliated in front of the entire school. Gary seemed to sense this, as he put an arm around his friend's waist, and gently led her inside, and to their Homeroom. "Everything is going to be fine, Kelly," Gary said, reassuring his friend. "Everyone is going to see you as the beautiful girl that you are, and you're going to be just fine." Kevin took a seat at the back of the classroom, next to Gary in an attempt to be as inconspicuous as possible. The rest of the students filed in one after the other, and Kevin was too caught up in his own head to notice who sat down right in front of him. However, she certainly noticed him as she turned around, looked him in the eyes with suspicion and said. "Have we met?" Kevin's mind snapped back to reality like a broken rubber band as he realized that Amy Anderson had sat down in front of him and asked him a question. "Uhmmm... what?" he said stupidly. "You look familiar to me," the girl of his dreams said, her silver blue eyes narrowing in suspicion. "Do I know you?" "I... I don't think so," he said terror gripping his chest forcing the air from his lungs. "I'm new here?" "Oh?" Amy said with a slight giggle. "Was that a question?" "What?" he gulped dumbly. "No, I am." "You are?" she asked slyly. "New here," he said. "Well, I'm Amy," she said, a warm smile spread across her face, her perfect teeth sparkling as her glossy pink lips parted. "Oh!, um, I'm Kelly!" he said thinking about how beautiful this girl was in front of him. "Oh, it this your schedule?" Amy asked as she swiped the paper off the desk in front of him to look at it. "Ummmm...." he muttered doltishly as she read it and her face brightened. "Oh My Gawd!" she said with a slight squeal. "We have, like, the same schedule!" she said taking a double take and looking it over again. "Wow, every single class... that's so cool!" "Yeah?" he asked, his own face brightening "that's cool?" he asked. "Maybe," she said a foxy smirk crossing her face as she handed him his schedule. "I guess that depends on how cool you are, new girl Kelly." Amy turned around as the bell rang startling class, and their teacher stood up to start taking attendance. Kevin sat, looking at the back of Amy's head, and her beautiful blonde hair, as he felt, for the first time in days, really, really good. This plan might just work out after all, he thought as he straightened out the hem of his dress. "Amy is so fucking cool!" Kevin continued to gush as he walked home next to Gary. Gary was rolling his eyes, as for the last 15 minutes Kevin had gone on non-stop about Amy. But knowing that this was all part of the plan, Gary continued on in silence, as his friend walked, and talked. "Dude," Kevin said excitedly, his glossy pink grin widening, "she likes, like, everything I like!" "Like? For reals?" Gary relied with a sarcastic mockery. Kevin's excitement washed away in a moment, as he realized that he was going on like a teenage girl, while dressed like a teenage girl. "...Sorry, dude," he said solemnly. Kevin's entire posture changed, Gary noticed, as Kevin felt embarrassed. "No, I'm sorry," Gary said honestly, "I was just kidding with you." The two boys reached Kevin's house and went inside, where Kevin greeted his mother, who was folding laundry. "Hi Mom!" Kevin said as he dropped his backpack and purse on the table before turning to Gary. "Uh, Lemme go get changed," he said as he picked at the hem of his dress. "I'll find something more comfortable." "What are you talking about?" Gary asked. "What could possibly be more comfortable than that dress?" Gary realized that he was checking out his friend again, and had to stop himself, and remind himself that this pretty girl was actually a guy and his best friend. "If you like it so much, you're more than welcome to wear it yourself!" Kevin teased as he bounced up to his room. Gary found himself alone, with Kevin's mother, who smiled warmly at him. "Hi, Mrs.Peterson. How are you doing today?" he asked. "Oh, very lovely, thank you!" she said sweetly. "Would you two like some snacks, while you do your homework?" she offered. "That would be wonderful, Thank you!" "MOM!" Kevin cried from upstairs. "Yes, dear?" she moved to the bottom of the stairs. "Mom! Where are all my jeans?!" Kevin complained loudly, as Gary could see Kevin peaking out from his doorway. It was obvious Kevin had taken the dress off, and was wearing only his bra and panties, and Gary had to fight himself to not stare. "Sweetie, I packed them away," Kevin's mother answered. "Put on the outfit I left on your bed, I'm sure that would be more comfortable anyway," she finished before moving into the kitchen, as Gary started to unpack his backpack and organize his work to be done. It was only moments later that Gary saw Kevin come down the stairs out of the corner of his eye, Gary did a double take when he saw what Kevin was now wearing, a Blue and white flower printed Sundress, that had a low cut and thin shoulder straps. Kevin looked like his was embarrassingly waiting for approval from his friend as he slowly entered the room, his hair pulled back into a loose ponytail, and his cleavage on full display as it heaved above the low top. The skirt was loose, and wide, but the two long and smooth legs that stretched out from under it into the cute wedge heels looked like they belonged on a catwalk in Milan. "Wow," Gary said, his eyes wide and his smile awkward. Kevin noticed, and uncharacteristicly, Kevin felt good at this reaction from his friend. "I guess my mom packed away all my boy clothes," Kevin said as he twisted demurely on the spot and held out the hem of his dress as was becoming second nature to him. "So I guess this will have to do, for now." "It certainly works for you," Gary said, still attempting to regain his senses. He knew he would jump at the change to date the girl who was taking the seat next to him, as she tucked her skirt under her as she sat down. But he also knew this girl was a boy, and those two thoughts had to fight it out inside his brain. "Are... are you okay, dude?" Kevin asked as he watched his friend's face with concern. "Um, Yeah," Gary lied. Kevin's mother brought the two boys snacks, and they were soon exchanging notes on their homework. They didn't have much to do, but their math teacher, whom they both had, but at different periods, seemed to think day 1 was a great time for 10 pages of homework. It didn't take long for the two to fall into a comfortable interaction with each other. Kevin's mother noticed that Gary was treating her new daughter just like he would any pretty girl, and her new daughter seemed blissfully ignorant of that. Once they had finished their schoolwork, they moved on to playing video games, as was usual, but Kevin soon found himself extolling on the awesomeness that was Amy, yet again. Gary resisted the urge to mock his friend, as he noticed that the more Kevin spoke about all the things that he and Amy had in common, the more he was parroting her. Perhaps immersing himself in the life of a girl was changing him, making him more girly, without him even realizing it. Gary made a mental note to keep an eye on this, as it was immensely interesting. As dinnertime grew closer, Gary gathered his things, and said his goodbyes, and Kevin's mother asked for his help with dinner. "Why do you need my help?" Kevin asked as she had never asked for his help with diner before. "Sweetie, every young woman needs to know her way around the kitchen," his mother explained as he grew more confused. "But, mom..." he was about to argue when his mother handed him an apron. "Put this on, so you don't ruin your dress, Kelly dear," she said reminding him, that for all intents and purposes at this moment, she considered him the young woman in question. Before he could argue at all, his father walked into the house, home from work. "Honey, I'm home!" he called out jokingly as Kevin's mom rolled her eyes. "Hi Kenneth," his mother said as she kissed her husband and he grabbed her ass as he kissed her back. He then turned toward Kevin, who had slid the apron on over his head, and his father leaned in and kissed him sweetly on the cheek. "Hi princess," he said tenderly to Kevin. "How was school today?" Kevin was completely unprepared for this display of fatherly affection and could only mumble a reply. "um, fine? I guess." "Good," Kevin's dad smiled as he went up to his bedroom to change. "You ladies let me know when dinner is ready!" Kevin felt odd, as he helped his mother make dinner. It felt to him, as if his entire relationship with his father was different. In the past it was formal, and stoic. A pat on the back, a ruffle of the hair, perhaps an 'atta boy' was the extent of their interactions. But now, his father had kissed him on the cheek, and called him 'Princess'. Kevin feared that both of his parents were going to take this entire thing way to far, and he wasn't sure what he could do about it. The first week as a girl wasn't so bad, Kevin reflected. Once he got used to the tug of the breasts on his chest, and the secure pull of the bra straps on his shoulders, or the breezyness of the dresses, and the smoothness of his thighs rubbing together, or even the hair brushing against his cheeks and shoulders, and having to tuck it back before he did anything, Even walking in the heels turned out to not be a problem at all, in fact it was so simple, and the heels did make his legs look great. Being a girl wasn't nearly as bad as he had originally thought. Every day he would wear a new outfit, instead of just jeans and a t shirt, which, looking back was rather boring. The extra time putting on makeup every morning was actually a good thing as well. In the past, he may have gone to school without ever looking at himself in the mirror, and hours later, he would find out his hair was messed up or he had a big pimple on his face. But now, he spent time making sure that he was presentable every morning, and it seemed that people appreciated his effort. More people were nice to him, they smiled, they said hello, it seemed that they were generally glad to see him now. The best part was hanging out with Amy. It didn't take long for them to become besties, and frankly he was clueless as to how they had never even spoken before. Amy was the coolest. She liked all the same TV shows that he did, and her taste in movies was practically the same as his. They both loved the last Captain America movie, sure he had loved it because Scarlett Johansson was sexy and bad ass, and Chris Evans kicked butt and looked cool, but she loved it because Chris Evans was so buff and hot, and Scarlett Johansson was a woman who didn't take anyone's crap and could kick some major butt. They both loved Taylor Swift, and Katy Perry. And they both absolutely loved Doctor Who. Amy sat next to him in every class, they had lockers right next to each other, and they were constantly passing notes back on forth. Kevin felt so comfortable around Amy, and he was sure she felt the same way around him. The downside was all too obvious. As Amy's best girlfriend, he couldn't ask her out. The thought of holding her hand while they walked through the mall, or putting his arm around her while watching a movie, or even making out with her all ran through his head constantly, and he could do nothing about them. In fact, with all the time they spent together, talking about everything, not once did Amy ever mention wanting or needing a boyfriend. Sure this plan was so that he could learn about her and what she liked in guys, and he had done about half that so far, but it seemed almost as if she had never even considered dating guys, and that was worrying to him. "Hey, Kelly" Amy said, during lunch on Friday. He looked up from his french fries to see a crazy look in her eyes. "Ya?" he asked, his mouth full of potato mush. "Have you ever thought of trying out for a sport, before?" Amy asked, her eyebrow raised. "Um, sure, I guess," he wondered why he had jammed so many fries into his mouth. "I'm thinking of going to the tryouts after school, today...." she started, with a hesitant smile. "Oh ya?" he tried to think of what sports may be offering tryouts today. "...and It'd be really cool if my best friend in the entire universe came and tried out with me..." she said hoping her friend would catch on. "Oh?" it took him a second to figure out she was talking about him. "OH!" he tried not to spit his potato mush toward her. Amy looked at him sweetly, putting on her best puppy dog look, and he thought it was insanely cute. "Um..." he said, as the words CHEW AND SWALLOW repeated in his head. "it might be fun...." she offered. "Yeah. Okay," he agreed, without thinking about what he was agreeing too. "YEAH!?" she asked for confirmation, her face beautifully hopeful. "Yeah, Okay," he repeated with an encouraging smile. "Wait... what is it we're trying out for?" he asked, his brain finally kicking into gear. "Cheerleading!" she said with a giddy enthusiasm. "It's gonna be so much fun!" she was practically bouncing in her chair, as the image of her in a sexy cheerleader outfit swam into his mind. "Yeah," he said. "Absolutely!" The image of her jumping about, skirt flipping up, breasts bouncing, and legs kicking, made him smile. "Eeeeee!" she squealed before giving him a tight hug. "You're the best girlfriend ever! We're gonna be awesome!" And suddenly, the image of her was replaced in his mind, by an equally sexy image of him in the cheer outfit, and suddenly this dream seemed more like a nightmare. "Oh man, I have Got to see this!" Gary said failing to stifle a laugh as he walked with Kevin following the last bell of the day. "Dude, I'm serious!" Kevin argued. "I can't try out for cheerleading!" "Aw, sure you can babe," Gary said "they're open tryouts, anyone who wants can show up, shake their ass and hope to get on the squad." "Dude, you know what I mean," Kevin protested as he pouted girlishly. "Look, Amy asked you, because she likes spending time with you. Odds are you won't make the team, and you can say you tried your hardest or whatever, but you're showing her that you care about the things she wants. It's only going to make you two closer. It's win win if you ask me." "How is this win win? I'm about to tryout to be a cheerleader!" "Well, you get to get closer to Amy, and I've got 3 gigs of free space on my phone, so I'll never have to delete the video I'm going to make of you trying out! Sounds like win win to me," he joked as Kevin landed a limp punch on his shoulder. "You're such an ass, you know that?" Kevin said as they reached the lockerrooms. "Yeah, now you go out there and shake yours, Princess!" Gary joked as he dodged another punch and slipped into the Gymnasium. Kevin had changed into his gym clothes, a sports bra, a tight Lycra tank top, and a pair of pink bun hugger athletic shorts. He walked out to the Gym where there were only a small number of other girls, and Amy waved him over next to her. Kevin thought this was absolutely the worst idea he had ever heard. He watched as the girls were called up one by one, and told to perform a specific set of movements, and were coached by the team captain if they did anything wrong, and then had to do it again. He knew for an absolute fact that this would never work, and yet, here he was regardless, in the school Gym waiting for the coach to call his name. He thought a moment about just turning around and running for the door, but a moment later the coach called out. "Kelly Peterson, you're next!" Kevin wondered how he had been talked into this as he slowly walked out into the middle of the gym. He stood, awkwardly in front of the coach as she smiled at him, and the Cheerleading Captain, Nikki looked her over. "Oh, you're cute," Nikki said with a smile. "Why have I never seen you before?" "Oh, um... I'm new," Kevin answered demurely as he tucked a stray strand of hair behind his ear. "Okay, new girl," Nikki said standing next to him. "You've seen the other girls, so lets do this, just copy me." "Clean" Nikki said as she hopped to attention, and Kevin did his best to mimic her, doing the same. "Now, Clap." Nikki hopped again, spreading her legs out and bringing her hands in front and clapping. Kevin did the same, and both Nikki and the coach smiled. "Good form," the coach said. "Now, High V.... Low V.... T motion..." and on Nikki went, from one move to the next, Kevin doing his best to copy her and follow along. Soon, he was done, and Nikki and the coach looked pleased, and he went back to stand with the other girls, and soon Amy had her turn, and she did everything she was told as well. Kevin thought that Amy did so much better than anyone else, he couldn't wait to see her in the cute uniform. After everyone had gone, the girls all spread out, and they did a group exercise. All the girls were hopping and moving in unison, a few being called out here and their for their form, or their uncoordination. And half an hour later they were done. The coach told them that the results were good, and they would find out after they got changed out of their gym clothes who made the squad. Kevin thought nothing of changing his clothes in a room full of girls, as they were all doing the same thing as him, pulling off their shorts and tops, and changing their bras and putting on their dresses. Sure, most of the other girls didn't wear dresses all the time, but it was all the same really. Had he stopped to think about the implications of this, he may have been disturbed or worried, but he didn't. Instead he checked his makeup and fixed his hair, and soon was back in the gym with Amy looking to see if she made the squad. "Congratulations!" Nikki said as she swopped in and pulled Kevin into a hug, catching him completely off guard. "Wha. What??" he said as Amy was looking for her name on the sheet amongst the other girls. "You made the team, new girl!" Nikki said excitedly. "You were fantastic! You're like some robot who was made for Cheerleading!" she said heaping praise on the confused boy. "Really?" he asked dumbly. "Yeah, I've never seen someone take to something so naturally. I can't wait until we start practices, it's gonna be so much fun!" Nikki gushed. "Kelly!" he heard Amy say excitedly. "We did it! We made the squad!" and he was then scooped up in another hug as he wondered what he had gotten himself into. "Dude, something is wrong with me!" Kevin said trying to explain again. "Why would you think that, Kelly? You're perfect!" Gary said absentmindedly as he snacked on some pizza bites while his best friend sat across from him at his dinner table, wearing a tight tanktop, that showed off his cleavage and his toned belly, and a solid white pleated skirt that ended at mid thigh, and showcased his smooth perfect legs that ended in a pair of cute peeptoe heels. "This whole thing... it's gone too far," Kevin continued in a slightly scared tone, as he played with his hair nervously. "It's gotten to the point where I don't know if I'm a boy pretending to be a girl or a girl who thinks she used to be a boy." "Kelly," Gary said tossing another pizza bite into his mouth. "You're the same person you were three weeks ago, don't worry your pretty little head about this!" "Are you kidding me?" Kevin said as he dug into his purse and pulled out a card, tossing it across the table at his friend. "Look at this and tell me I'm the same." Gary picked up the card and looked at it. "I don't get it...it's your school ID," he said casually. "Yeah," Kevin's voice grew more manic. "And what does it say?" "It says 'Kelly Anne Peterson'..." Gary said with a confused tone "Exactly! And the photo!" "The photo looks as beautiful as you do right now, babe," Gary said not understanding. "That's the problem!" his voice grew louder. "I've been pretending to be a girl for so long I'm doing things I would never do as a boy, even when I'm alone!" "That's good, Kelly. The easier it is for you to blend in, the easier it will be for you to get close to Amy," Gary explained. "How much closer could I be at this point, dude? I'm her best friend. I'm on the Cheerleading squad with her. We do almost everything together!" "Kelly," Gary finished the last pizza bite as he gathered up his finished homework. "This was all part of the plan. When this is over you're going to know everything you need to about Amy, and you'll finally be able to ask her out. Don't worry about it, babe, just relax!" He gave his friend a hug, that made Kevin a little uncomfortable, and then left. Kevin gathered up his homework and put everything back into his backpack just as his mother came into the room. "Kelly, dear?" his mother said sweetly. "Yea, mum?" "I just wanted to remind you that I'm taking you to the doctor tomorrow," she said. "What?" he answered bemused. "Why?" "Sweetheart, you'd told me that your, um... breasts were causi