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Andrea is a proper male Italian name Andrea was a slim boy with delicate feature. His name and physical appearance caused him a lot of troubles during school. His parents moved to Germany just after he was born. While his name is common in Italy for boys it is an exclusively female name in Germany. Whenever he met new children or also adults there certainly was a remark to the mismatch between name and gender or, if not, people assumed that he was a tomboy. This didn't really help him to go out and to make new acquaintances or friends. The whole situation also enhanced his intrinsically shy personality. Hence, he managed through school with a very limited number of friends (actually the guys who didn't tease him all the time) in a very secluded way. His parents being immigrants and having to fight their way through life in a foreign surrounding were very ambitious and extremely strict to him. That made him a good student but also even more lonely. He was now attending the last months of highschool without ever having a girlfriend or a close friend at all. With highschool coming to its end there were a lot of parties going on which he successfully avoided until his whole class decided to organize a party for the rest of the school's seniors. He was made very clear that he had to help with the party and that there was no excuse. The preparation went quite well. He did not have to carry the heavy bottle crates but could arrange things together with the girls. This was his place in class. The boys assumed him to be a sissy and the girls as non-existent as far as dating material was concerned. Then the jobs for the evening were distributed. While the boys either where chosen to be bar tenders or responsible for the logistics the girls were either waitresses or responsible for cleaning up. He got the job of a waiter - the boy distributing the tasks, actually could not refrain from announcing his position as that of a waitress. As usual everybody had a good laugh at his cost. Then the equipment was distributed. He got a unisex dark red apron the same as the girls who acted as waitresses. It was quite large in the circumference (one and a half times wrapped around his slim waist) and coming down just covering his knees. No problem with long slacs but since it was a hot summer evening he wore shorts like all the other boys. It looked as if he wore a dark red skirt and he only recognized it when everybody pointed at him laughing. "Finally you wear the proper clothes!" Robert shouted. Andrea turned beet red. "Look how shy she is!" from others. He didn't miss the "she". He started to unwrap but was stopped in a rude way by Robert. "You will not chicken out of this. You will wear this all evening and do your job. Either do it as a boy with a totally ordinary apron or by pretending to be a girl." There was no way out for him. He almost fainted when he saw his mirror image in a glass door. With his white t-shirt the apron and the sneakers he really looked like a small chested girl with rather short hair. They just covered his ears. Again he turned beet red. He was self conscious by years of conditioning and so much depending on what other people thought of him that his mind was in total turmoil. The majority of the party goers will know him from school. What will they think of him? Certainly, they will assume that he actually wants to be a girl. He felt like being shock frozen. He was kicked out of this mental state by Robert who ordered him to continue the preparation together with the other girls. He didn't miss "the other girls". Finally they were just ready before the first guests arrived and decided to take some pictures of the team. He was ushered for that to the waiter/waitresses team. The picture showed some nice flock of girls in their dark red skirts/aprons. He did not stand out. The evening was very busy and Andrea sometimes forgot about his predicament but then was brought back to reality from time to time by some mockery or by being referred to as "she" or "girl". He was even hit on by a guy who was not from his school. But that became almost nasty when the guy was enlightened about Andrea's real gender by some friends. Nevertheless, he survived the evening and all in all it was not that bad, since everybody got used to him and his appearance after some time. With the party winding down he had more leisure time. While waiting, two girls he didn't know from school asked him to come over. One of them was a tall young woman towering almost a head over his small 5'4 - thanks partially to her very high heeled sexy black pumps. She had chin length straight black hair with bangs like cut with a ruler. The short tight black dress was clinging to her shapely body. She was made-up in dark shades and her crimson red lips were matching her painted nails. The other was a bit shorter with long wavy blond hair. She wore a frilly pink blouse, a short white denim skirt and sandals with high wedged heels. Her make-up was lighter and more in the brown and pink shades. "Hi, I'm Michaela and this is Christine. What's your name?" the taller young woman asked. "Hi, I'm Andrea - this is a male Italian given name." "Good to know." She said. "But why do you have a male given name?" Ok, the usual lines, Andrea thought. "No, sorry" she said. "Of course we were informed about you by about hundred people this evening, but I have to say without that information and just looking at you moving around this evening, we would never have guessed that you are male." "Thanks a lot, that helps..." "No, seriously, that was a compliment. It is not a crime to be female. Did you often go out dressed as a girl?" "Hell, I'm not dressed as a girl. This is just a silly apron which doesn't show my shorts!" "Did you then ever go out properly dressed as a girl?" Andrea was starting getting really annoyed. "No, I have never ever dressed as a girl and I certainly would never ever dare to go out dressed as a girl!" "Why not?" "Because, I'm a boy! Why should I then and what the hell would the people think?" "Why do you care?" "Because I care, I have learned the hard way, how it is if something doesn't fit properly, even if it is only the name. I try not to make myself visible." "You should. You look lovely." "Yes, perhaps in a girly way." "Then, what's the problem to go out in drag? Everybody would think of you as a lovely girl with an appropriate name. You not even have to invent one like Christine had to." "Which Christine?" "She" and she pointed to Christine standing on her side. Andrea was totally confused. "Why should she have to invent a name?" "Guess what, she was born male and her name was Christopher." "I don't believe you, you try to mock me." Then Christine spoke for the first time in a somewhat low but definitively female voice. "No, it's true and I can understand your anxiety to a certain extent. I was mocked mercilessly when I was and going out in drag." "Why did you do it then?" "I had to; it was just right, because I always was female in my brain." "You didn't care what people were thinking of you?" "Why do you always care that much about other people?" "I don't know, but it is my primeval fear." "Then you would dress as a girl if nobody was there or nobody would care?" "I have never thought about that." "Would you like to try?" "What?" "Dress as a girl in a safe place?" "I don't know. Where then?" "We two are living together in an apartment in town. It is a safe place I can assure you and we two will certainly not mock you but try to get the butterfly out in all its color." "Why would you. Why are you that focused on dressing me up?" "Because we have the impression that you would just wither away in your loneliness. You have nothing to lose. If you don't like it, you just go ahead like nothing has happened, but with the knowledge that you are truly male by your very own decision and not by the judgment of other people. If you like it - what do we know to what the butterfly will develop and fly to?" This was giving Andrea a hard time to think about while he had to work again. But once in a while he was looking to Michaela and Christine and wondering what turn the evening brought. He really still couldn't believe that Christine is or was male. She was such a feminine girl. He was on one side trying to avoid the two on the other side he was magically drawn to them. Would he really like to dress up if nobody else was there judging him? If nobody knew? He never would have dared even thinking of it by himself, let alone do it. But now these two young women, where pushing hard and were very convincing in their arguments. What would he lose? But what if the two tell other people about this experiment? After about twenty minutes he had another brake and anyhow the party was coming to its end. They waved him over and he could not resist. "Come to our apartment next Friday evening at 6 pm. Here is the address. Tell your parents that you will be spending the weekend with a friend and not be back before late at night on Sunday. What is your shoe size?" Andrea was very much surprised about Michaela's speech and her assumption that he agreed. "Wait a moment, I didn't agree." "Why then did you come over?" He couldn't answer that question. "So, what's your shoe size?" "I'm a 7." "Ok, that makes a 8.5 female or was it your female measure?" Michaela asked mockingly. Andrea was just rolling his eyes. Christine used a small cord to make some quick measures on his body. "What's that for?" "Would you rather like to go shopping for girls clothes by yourself?" Christine asked. Anxiety was building up again inside him. They really were serious. "Don't look like a wounded deer. It will be fun!" "But nobody, really nobody must know about this. Promise not to tell anybody!" Both of them were glad that finally their pray gave up its fight and held up their right hands to swear "We swear not to tell anybody about the next weekend and what will happen there!" Andrea knew now that he could not back up anymore. "What will I have to bring for the weekend?" "Nothing. Just your body and soul! See you on Friday at 6 pm sharp!" and they vanished. He didn't care or pay attention, that for the cleaning up of the mess the guests left, he was ordered to the girls side. He did what the other girls [sic] did and went home an hour later. He could hardly find sleep that night or any other night this week. With Friday approaching he decided just not to show up. They didn't know his last name or address to find him. Thus, the last weekend with the party would just be fading into a distant memory. On Thursday, when he came home, his mother and father expected him at the entrance waving an invitation card. "Why didn't you tell us that you were invited by the Grubers for the whole next weekend?" Andrea was quite surprised but quickly found his composure. "Oh that, I do not plan to go. Their son Marc is a colleague in my class, but we are not really friends." "You cannot skip that possibility. What will the other people think if you do not follow the invitation of the most prominent family in town." From my father "Oh, you will have nothing decent to wear that weekend. We will have to go shopping for a suit." From my mother. But then my father - fearing huge expenses on the family savings intervened with great relive: "No, he has nothing to bring is written here. It is just very informal, the clothes he wears and pyjamas is all." Andrea was wondering how the two young women had managed to get blank invitation cards from the Grubers and whether he will really need the pyjamas at all. But, for sure he couldn't back-up - what would the people and his parents think? Friday evening approached and his father proudly offered to drive him to the Gruber estate. But Andrea refused in order not to let him know that he was expected at another address. He did that by telling that he will need his bike during the weekend. He rode his bike to the address given to him during the party and was utterly astonished to arrive at the Gruber estate. With some hesitation he rang the bell. A rather old butler arrived and asked him about his wishes. He told him that his name is Andrea and that he has an appointment with Michaela and Christine. "Oh yes, Miss Michaela told me that she expects her girlfriend Andrea and that I should bring her to her apartment. Please follow me, Miss Andrea!" Andrea was close to tears and totally ashamed that he was expected and treated like a girl. He hoped that the eyesight of the butler was as bad as it had the impression when he tried to find his way to the apartment door. He rang the bell at the apartment door and a few moments later Christine opened the door. She wore an extremely feminine long gown covered with ruffles. Andrea could not imagine that a boy would ever be wearing such a gown if not forced at gun point. But at that, he could also not imagine Christine to be a boy. He entered and Christine closed and locked the door behind him. On one side he was feeling trapped on the other relived that other people were excluded from the upcoming events. The apartment was huge from what he could see after entering the living area from the entr?e. There were several coach areas in this hall alone and on one of it Michaela was sitting and waving him to come over. She wore a black tight pencil skirt, a black lace blouse and black pumps with a very high heel and red sole. A very accurate make-up and large hoop earrings completed the look of a very well groomed and well-off young lady who knows what she wants. Andrea felt totally intimidated. From the body language and behavior of Christine it was clear that the two were a quite unequal pair. Christine was for sure the wife and Michaela the husband in their relation despite her attire and Christine's history. "Hallo, Andrea. Did you find your way? I imagined that you need some encouragement in order not to miss our appointment. Was I right?" "Yes, you were right. I really decided to skip the appointment before your card arrived." Andrea could just confess. "But now you are here, girl, and you should get ready for the evening. Christine is a perfect make-up artist and of course also knows how to become the perfect butterfly, as you can see looking at her. Isn't she a lovely girl? And so will you be!" Andrea could just nod. He felt like the proverbial mouse in front of the hungry cat. He first could hardly move when Christine led him to one of the bedrooms. "This is your bedroom for the weekend and there is the walk-in wardrobe with your clothes, shoes, purses, wigs and so on. There is your vanity table with all your make-up, perfume and jewelry. But first go to the bathroom and apply this lotion to get rid of all your body hair, then take a shower." Christine ordered. Being alone with her it was very clear who was in command of the two of them. Andrea did as ordered and exited the bathroom twenty minutes later with a fluffy pink towel wrapped around his private parts. "That's wrong. As a lady, you have to wrap it around your chest, next time. Understood?" Andrea nodded. What did he have gotten himself into, he was wondering? Christine gave him what looked like a very small panty and explained that this is a gaff used to keep his male parts hidden. He first hesitated to let go of the towel but on her insistence and the remark that she knows male private parts quite well, he gave in and stood there naked like a baby with his slim hairless body. With her help he got the gaff on and all parts tucked in place. Looking down he couldn't spot any indication of his maleness. Next followed a padded bra with silicon inlays, a waist cincher and padded panties all in black and with a lot of frills. He was shocked to see his now womanly shape in the full length mirror. "Now, let us find something for you to wear. As you heard from Miss Michaela it should be evening attire." They walked into the walk-in wardrobe and Andrea was surprised of the totally filled clothes racks and the huge number of shoes in all forms and color. He recognized that the shoes seemed all of similar size and mostly high heeled. Then there was a rack with dozens of purses of different size and color and at least two dozen different wigs. "I thought that only my stuff is in here?" "That's right, it is all yours!" "But, I'm just spending the weekend here. There is no way I will be able to wear all this stuff during these days." "We'll see." Christine replied and Andrea was not sure to which of his two statements this was the answer. She took a long evening gown out of the rack and announced that this will be the first piece to wear as a girl. The gown was very similar to the one Christine was wearing and Andrea remembered his thought while entering the apartment. Will they have to force him physically to try this on? But with all the impressions and with him in womanly shape, resistance was just a vague idea. "Is that not too feminine?" "Yes, for a boy, but we agreed to try something new, haven't we?" Christine replied curtly and that was the end of his resistance. Then Christine selected a matching pair of high heels in the yellow shade of the gown. With this they walked out and to the vanity table. Andrea did as ordered and sat down. Christine started to apply creams to his face and he was ordered to close his eyes. He heard somebody entering the room and Michaela asking "How is my girl doing?" "She is just fine" was the reply from Christine. Andrea didn't miss the two "she", but dressed as he was it sounded kind of ok to him. He felt that Christine was now also massaging the cream into his two earlobes and suddenly suffered some sharp pain in both of his earlobes. He was totally taken by surprise and before he could react in any way a second wave of pain flooded his two ears. Finally he was able to open his eyes despite all the cream still on his eyelids and realized with utter horror that the two of them had pierce each of his earlobes twice. "Holly shit, are you nuts. This was not agreed on. This I will not be able to hide on Monday!" He shouted. "Oh, what a baby girl you are. At least your voice was about right for a little girl while whining. You can easily cover these holes with an appropriately colored cream on Monday. Except you would like to keep some jewelry in. It is quite common now with boys to have earrings." "Yeah, but not two on each side!" "You are right as usual." Michaela mocked and used the piercing gun for a third time on his right ear. "Wanna have more or is it fine now?" "Oh shit, no its fine now, please stop it!" "Please, say thank you!" He hardly brought it over him but finally managed to thank the ladies with the readied piercing guns. "Do you want to have some nose or navel piercing?" "No, please stop." He was almost crying. "Ok, maybe you are up to it later." Michaela left the room again and Christine put two huge hoop earrings in the two lowest holes on each side. The others were left as they were with the studs. Christine started to work on his face again while the pain in his ears subsided but not the blow to his mind. It became obvious to him that this weekend was not just to exchange an apron for a skirt and to pretend to be a girl, but to totally submerge into femininity. The question was just whether he would be able to emerge back into masculinity ? the tiny bit he had. Christine was now plucking his brows and promised not to overdo it. Then she started with the make-up, explaining him exactly what and why she did it. For a surprise she covered the mirror and he couldn?t follow the progress. Then she started to do his nails at the feet and hands and finally painted them in a glossy red. After drying she handed him a nude pantyhose and showed him how to manage it without creating a run. He had to stand up and Christine lowered the gown over his body. After closing the zipper it was tightly fitting to his ? was it really his ? body. He was ordered to sit down and he felt the difference between the material of the gown compared to his ordinary clothes. It was a nice feeling, he had to confess. Next came the shoes which fit perfectly but made his feet bend in the gentle form of the high heels. Sitting at least was no problem. "Today you will be a blonde like me." Christine announced while putting a wavy wig on his head. They both had now a similar hair style but his hair was shorter and just falling down to his shoulders. With all set he was ordered to stand up. He couldn?t forget about his feet in these sexy shoes and thus avoided to topple over. With Christine?s help he tried his first steps as a girl. After a few minutes he managed to walk from one wall to the other, which was quite some distance. "Now, let us present you to Miss Michaela." With this he was led out into the living room. "May I present to you your new girl, Andrea?" Andrea was wondering about the implication of the phrase "your new girl". "Very well, very nice. You did really a very nice job on her. She is better than expected. This evening should be no problem with her." Andrea was wondering even more what this all meant, but was then distracted by the image of a very lovely girl in a yellow evening gown in the mirror. He almost fainted when he recognized her as his female image. Nobody, really nobody would make an odd comment anymore about his name because it was obvious that Andrea was a girl. Michaela took some pictures of him in all different poses and then also together with Christine. They both looked like sisters. He was given a crash course in female behavior and voice. By 9 pm he did quite well and could blend in with the other two girls. Then the door bell was ringing. Christine answered the door. The butler entered the door with two other men in blue overalls in tow. "Miss Michaela, the limo and your company is waiting at the front entrance. I will show these men where they have to fix the ventilation while you are gone. It will all be in order again in two hours." "Very well then, let?s go!" Michaela announced. Andrea was close to a mental breakdown. Now he was in the open with two men looking at him and his friends in a predatory way. He certainly did not want to step out of the apartment but far less he wanted to stay with these tow testosterone soaked buddies inside. He minced as quickly as he could with the heels out into the open air. "Why do you do this to me? You set me up with these handymen and the limo" He whined towards Michaela. "That?s just a bit motivation to not spoil your beauty to the inside of your wardrobe." "You promised not to tell anybody!" "Yes, and I didn?t, haven?t I? The two guys certainly would not react like they did on the sight of a boy in drag. They thought you are a real fish." With that they arrived at the parked gigantic limo. Christine opened one of the rear doors and Michaela ushered him in in a way that he fell almost down to the floor of the limo. In the last moment he was caught by two strong arms. "Wow, young lady, you are quite in a hurry to meet me!" A friendly baritone voice above him pronounced and lifted him up on the rear seat row of the limo. In shock Andrea looked around to find two young men sitting on the opposite seat row and the one who spoke sitting on his side all in black tie suits. They all were grinning in a kind of friendly and appreciating way about his debut appearance. Then Michaela and Christine entered the limo and greeted the three. Michaela, while sitting down to the two guys, introduced them to Andrea: "Now this is my friend Andrea. She just changed and this is her first time out. Andrea, please meet my dear friends Georg, Maximilian or Max for short (the two in front) and Rainer (the one who picked her up)." They all exchanged kisses on the cheeks including him. Andrea was wondering how the three interpreted Michaela?s statement that ?she just changed and that she is out for the first time?, but concluded that they certainly assumed that she changed town and is out in town for the first time. After the introduction they took seat again: Michaela and Georg in front and Christine and Max as well as him and Rainer in the rear. It was a large limo, nonetheless he could not sit there without full body contact on one side with Rainer. With all the commotion and first shock fading down he was now taking in the situation to its bottom. Not only was he dressed and made up fully as a girl. He also was out of the apartment after an encounter with some hunter and gatherers and now paired up with a guy for evening activities. He was shivering like made from the mental overload. Rainer was quick to recognize and to misinterpret his shivering. "Oh dear Andrea, are you freezing?" and he put his right arm around Andrea?s shoulder to warm him up. It certainly was not the cold air from the AC, but what could he answer? I?m nervous because I?m here with you dressed as a girl! Certainly not, they would beat the shit out of him or at least make his life miserable for the next few hours. Hence, he just nodded and the girls smirked. After a rather short drive they arrived at the theater. Rainer helped Andrea out of the limo and offered him his arm, which he found no excuse not to refuse. What would the people think if he made a scene in front of the theater. While the three pairs of them were entering the entrance hall he had the impression that all eyes of the waiting audience were on him. And actually they were on him and his company but for other reasons than what he feared, he recognized after some moments which went by without laughter or sneers. Quite the opposite, these were appreciating if not envy looks. Obviously, his five companions were quite well known and popular with the mostly elderly people. They greeted here they greeted there. There were a lot of questions about the lovely new face and Andrea was introduced to the people who inquired about him. Suddenly a woman he knew quite well pressed forward towards Michaela: "Miss Gruber, it is very nice to meet you here. My name is Mrs. GiovanoIi. I just wanted to thank you and your family that you invited my son for the weekend. He was totally excited and looking forward to these days. Thank you very much indeed. Do you know what he is doing this evening? Is he playing computer games with your brother?" Finally, she had to get some breath. Andrea remembered his parents telling him that they will attend a ballet on Friday evening. They usually, did not go out a lot except for mostly Italian operas or ballets. When he recognized his mother he tried not too obviously to hide behind his "new friend". Who misjudged it as a wish to cuddle and to keep the warmth from before and took him in his arm. "Nice to meet you Mrs. Giovanoli. Oh, it is very nice to have your child over at our place. Such a fragile and dainty creature. No, I don?t think that they play computer games. He is making much profounder experiences and hopefully enjoying it." At that moment a gong was announcing the performance to start soon and the people made their way to their seats. His company left his mother in a partially disturbed state, since she was not sure whether Michaela was indicating that they were experimenting with drugs back home. But she shook the thought of and also went to her place. "Your mother is a very nice person." Michaela commented just towards him. "Do you want to have a drink with her and her husband during the break?" "Please, don?t make me do that!" "We?ll see." And with that they took their seats in the fourth row in the middle. In the beginning Andrea was too nervous to enjoy the performance of Romeo and Juliette but after some time he became totally engulfed by the show. Only from time to time he was fearing the break and a possible encounter with his parents or was distracted by Rainer on his left side. Rainer behaved like a gentleman, nevertheless Andrea was feeling that he had quite an interest in him. The other two pairs were the same: The men obviously focusing on their female counterpart but not too pushy. Finally the ballet came to its dramatic end without a break in between. Andrea was that much drawn into the story of the two lovers and their final death that he was totally emotional with tears in his eyes. Rainer recognizing that took him gently in his arm to sooth him. Being in this mental state this comforting gesture made Andrea relax, and he willingly was lead out into the entrance hall in the arm of Rainer. They went to the bar and sat down on very low and soft sofas. Andrea was thankful for the long gown since he could observe women with shorter skirts fighting to keep modesty. But the soft sofas made it also impossible to sit by your own separated from your neighbor. It turned out to be most comfortable sitting there with your man?s arm around your shoulder. Andrea recognized that being shy and timid was much more accepted for a woman than a man and he did just answer some questions while Michaela and the three men did most of the talking. They had some drinks and Andrea started to feel tipsy since he did not have diner. Without asking for consent the whole weekend was planned by the four dominant persons of their company. It was agreed that Saturday will be a shopping day for the girls and that they will meet to go to an expensive restaurant in the evening and then to an exclusive club. Both of these Andrea knew just by name. Sunday was reserved for a brunch party with Georg?s parents and guests. Andrea was sure that was all planned without him and that he probably would wind up with playing computer games with Michaela?s brother finally. He could not avoid good night kisses in the end with Rainer planting a quick kiss on his lips. In his tipsy state he had not fought against being led in Rainer?s arm the whole evening and hence the kiss was not that embarrassing ? quite the contrary it came natural and Andrea in a certain sense enjoyed it. Back in Michaela?s apartment they relaxed on one of the sofas and Michaela and Christine were talking about the events of this evening. "Andrea, you really enjoyed this evening, haven?t you?" Andrea could not lie since he never in his male state really was to the theatre or a real party and had to confess to himself that he enjoyed this evening. "Yes, I did." Was his short answer. "I didn?t think that you will make friends that quickly judging from your behavior as a boy. Rainer was absolutely fascinated by you. He told me in the end that he could hardly wait to see you again tomorrow evening." "But I will not come with you tomorrow or Sunday. I did not agree to go out but you tricked me today and I will certainly not do it once more." "Now listen young lady: You will do what you are told to do! You certainly need some encouragement to get out of your closed shell and we will help you on that. We do not expect a lavish thank from you quite now but at least no resistance," Michaela stated. "On the other hand, we will not force you to come shopping with us tomorrow but then you will have not an appropriate dress for the evening and you will have to spend the day in the apartment." "Oh, that?s just fine with me and I guess there are quite enough dresses in my wardrobe!" Only after having said this he recognized the ?dresses in my wardrobe? and that he a kind of agreed to go out on Saturday evening. "Well, there are a lot of clothes in there but nothing really for a combined event of a good restaurant and a fashionable club. We didn?t expect you to be willing to agree to that that quickly when we ordered your clothes." She stressed the ?your?. "And to help your motivation we did store away your boy?s clothes till Sunday evening. Hence, you would have to spend your day in the apartment tomorrow in drag anyhow." "Oh, that?s fine and I think there will certainly be something in my wardrobe for me to wear in the evening." There it was again ?my wardrobe? and the consent to go out with them in the evening in girl?s attire. "By the way, you will be not alone here as our butler just left a message that the ventilation needs much more repair and that the craftsmen will be back from 9 am till 4 pm to fix it." Finally it dawned to Andrea that his fate was sealed for the weekend. The yellow short babydoll he was donned for the night was not keeping him long from sleep after this week with few sleep and the wealth of impressions and emotions this evening. Christine woke him up at 7 am much too early for his taste but she told him that a girl needs more time to get ready and they thought that he doesn?t want to be virtually undressed again by the goggling craftsmen. After spending some time in the bathroom showering and preparing he was led into the wardrobe by Christine to find something to wear for the shopping tour. She finally settled on a yellow ? for his taste much too short ? summer dress with swinging skirt. Very feminine indeed. Obviously, they agreed yellow to be his color this weekend. Light make- up, the same wig and yellow open-toed high sandals completed his female look. He actually liked what he saw in the mirror and had to agree that the girl in the mirror was way out of his league as a boy (if he ever could find the nerves to ask a girl out, that is). After some nervous first hour he became so busy that the day went by in a rush. He recognized the many approving to leering glances he got from boys and men. He wasn?t the wallflower anymore and he did not have to try to become invisible as he was used to as a boy. He really enjoyed that after some time of adaption. They arrived home just after 4 am with an enormous amount of shopping bags and had to wait just a few minutes for the craftsmen to clean up. It took them quite some more time than usual because they could not get their eyes of the three sexy young ladies. One dressed in business attire, much too formal for their taste and the two butterflies, one in a red and the other in a yellow short dress. Hadn?t they been on duty they would have tried to hit on them for sure. When they finally left, the three of them settled on the sofas, had a drink and inspected their purchases. Three quarters of these were actually Andrea?s. He had now underwear in all form and color for at least two weeks if he?d change every day three times. Then there was his dress for the evening. It was in Spanish style with ruffles all over but short: Coming just to the middle of his thighs. Matching very high heeled pumps ? in yellow like his new dress. He also got some new jewelry matching his dress: Huge dangling earrings, necklace and bracelet. With the help of Christine he stored his new possessions in his wardrobe and started to prepare for the evening. Christine applied his evening make-up and helped him into his new dress, then went to make herself ready. This gave Andrea to reflect about his last 24 hours and he was totally amazed what had happen without him going into opposition. It was just the flow of events and sometimes a slight push from Michaela what kept him on tracks. At least the tracks Michaela had foreseen for him. Was there anything to complain? Not really. Besides a lot of anxiety from his side in certain situation, he never had that kind of positive excitement and attention. He liked it, but sincerely hoped that nobody will find out about this weekend. He had to admit that actually quite a lot of people knew of it, but not all his real role. At 7 pm Georg, Max and Rainer arrived to pick them up. They all were wearing elegant dark suits and kiss them hallo. With Rainer taking his hand when they went to the limo and helped the ladies to step in. The restaurant was something he never expected to experience. They were pampered by the staff, the food was extraordinary and the conversation easy going. Andrea really started to go into auto-girl mode and enjoyed all the attention by the staff, the group and most notably Rainer. When the three pairs left the restaurant, Andrea could not and actually did not want to avoid Rainer kissing her deeply on the lips and he could also feel a quick incursion of his tongue in his mouth. This sent shivers down his spine and he looked him deeply into his eyes. The visit to the club just intensified their bond and they were dancing a lot together. The slow dances with Rainer holding him very close and his rock hard member, which Andrea was very aware of in these situations, gave him some more to wonder where this all was leading to. The events of the evening and also some moderate amount of alcohol made him tipsy again and he was very glad that he was led by Rainer with his arm around him to the limo when they finally left. In the limo Rainer was taking him on his laps and started to kiss him in earnest, as did the other two guys with their corresponding partners. When the limo came to a stop the three guys wanted to come with them into Michaela?s apartment which she curtly declined. With this the complaint started that this was unfair to make them hot like these and to leave them then with blue balls. On that Michaela answered: "We all have our days these days, sorry about that." "Common, this is not fair and we don?t believe that you are in sync like this!" Andrea was kicked out of his wonderful pink cloud by this exchange and became very anxious. Did finally blow his cover off if this led to more than he ever expected? Michaela?s and Georg?s verbal exchange in a kind of challenging way continued for quite some time making the others wonder what the outcome will be and what the two alpha persons will decide. More and more it became obvious that this turned into a game and Michaela stated in the end, laughing: "Ok girls, let us do them orally - these poor bastards!" "No, please not, I cannot do that!" Andrea sobbed in tears. "Oh, I forgot that you are not into oral. You could offer your behind or decide to be laid properly if Rainer doesn?t care for all the blood. What do you want? Anal penetration or a proper fuck?" Michaela asked Andrea. Andrea didn?t want any of these possibilities but to keep his cover he could either totally object or go for anal. He could read from Michaela?s face that she would blow his cover if he?d chicken out. "Ok then, I go for anal." And this led to the other: Andrea was taken doggy stile on the backseats of the limo by Rainer who was very gentle and soothing Andrea as much as he could. This was a totally new experience for him since he still was a virgin. The situation horrified him on his male side on the other (his female?) side he enjoyed the very intimate attention and the effect he had on Rainer. In addition, his prostate gland was affected by Rainer?s dick which filled out his ass and hammering into him. He started to get aroused as well and had to cover up his male - now rigid - part. They were both cumming at the same time and Andrea had to be very careful not to make it to obvious that the load in his hand was his and not Rainer?s. The other pairs had finished their business as well and when they all were moderate again, the guys went for their last round of deep kisses. Andrea was just melting into Rainer?s arms since he was mentally exhausted to his bottom. He had also tears in his eyes from anxiety, frustration, self hatred, joy, exhilaration, satisfaction all at the same time. "You did a good job, girl!" Michaela commented when the three of them were back in the apartment. "Welcome in womanhood." "I didn?t want to do that!" he whined. "Sometimes you need a little push to do things and you in your shyness especially." "If I knew in advance what you will make me to do I would have never ever agreed to come." "But you did come and you did all by yourself, just with a little help of your friends. We didn?t force you, didn?t we?" "It was pure peer pressure and the threat to uncover my real me." "We did uncover your real you!" "But how can I go back. Nobody must know what happened. Oh, if somebody finds out. I will be dead meat." "You really do care that people think you are a tough boy, aren?t you. But be honest to yourself. You are not a tough boy, you are not even good in pretending to be one. You are an antisocial male whimp. Your female you on the other hand is a soft, lovely, social person, just the butterfly I was expecting." This speech gave him quite some food for thoughts when laying in bed. He decided to play along tomorrow without objection then to go home and to forget about the whole weekend with never ever looking back. That was his plan. Nine hours later he was holding a filled prosecco glass in his hand and was introduced to Rainer?s parents by him. Andrea was wearing a (yellow) short cocktail dress and low sandals since it was a garden party. "Oh, very nice meeting you!" Came joyfully from Rainer?s mother while his father was inspecting him sympathetically. The Bach family was one of the most influential families of the state capital he learned and good friends to the Grubers. "Rainer, compliments to your new girlfriend, she is really lovely. Not such a tomboy or freak you were used to bring to these parties." "You know," Rainer?s mother was addressing Andrea again, "they were wearing slacs and short hair and looked really rather like young men than women. With you there is no ambiguity, such a young lady, feminine through and through." Andrea was just wondering, not shocked anymore that he was labeled the stronghold of femininity. Then Rainer?s mother turned towards her husband. "She is just perfect and has a lot of potential, what do you think?" "Yes, I think she will do perfectly." Andrea did not understand what this was all about. How could they judge on first sight what potential he had and what was he perfect for? But he was distracted by more introductions to other people. From afar he could spot Michaela?s brother Marc which he dreaded to meet here since he was his classmate and certainly would see through his disguise. But luckily, no encounter happened through the whole party time. While kissing good-bye Rainer promised to call him early next week, but for Andrea it was a farewell for good. That was his plan. Back in the apartment he changed back into boy mode ? which felt a bit funny after two days engulfed in femininity. He easily could cover-up his holes in his ears with colored cream as Michaela had promised. Looking in the mirror he was sure to be back again ? a bit disappointed not seeing the butterfly anymore but a not too convincing young male ? but that?s how he was. "See you next weekend then!" Michaela stated. Andrea did not answer since he didn?t want to get into an argument with Michaela which he certainly would lose. He planned to just not react anymore to calls from her or other people involved. Michaela and Christine had promised not to tell anybody and he judged them to be honest. The first few days were just like hell since he could not really place all his feeling right and out of a lot of shame. In addition, Rainer tried to call him almost every half hour (somehow he had gotten his mobile phone number ? anyhow better than his home number). He did not answer the calls neither did he listen to the messages on his voice mail. Then he was flooded by SMS and he had to make sure that they arrived without his classmates recognizing let alone reading them. These were SMS from a desperate lover. He did not answer them either. All this attention from Rainer did not help to forget the last weekend. Then on Thursday Michaela tried to call him. He did not answer, neither to the calls from Christine thereafter. It dawned on him that just walking out of and forgetting about it will probably not work that quickly. He never in his life experienced this attention but rather had it focused on his male self. He planned to keep on avoiding them for just as long as it takes. That was his plan. On Friday after school Marc stopped his car to talk to him. It was a brand new Porsche (Marc?s "old" car was a year old BMW 635 convertible). Andrea hesitantly sat down on the passenger seat and closed the door. "Hi Andrea , why on earth didn?t you answer Rainer?s, Michaela?s or Christine?s calls?" Andrea was flabbergasted. They did tell him. "WWh What did they tell you?" He stammered. "Oh they did not have to tell me, it was my plan." "What?!" "You know, I got my previous BMW when I found Christopher and pointed him out to Michaela to make him into her girlfriend Christine. Michaela ? you have to know ? has a quirky sexual taste. She likes to be the man in the relationship, but to dominate a man or a woman is not giving her a sufficiently large kick, too easy. She needs to dominate a male into the female role to get proper satisfaction. And it has to be a male who does not want this role by his own choice therefore transsexuals are out, too easy and not against their will. Now our parents got really feed-up by all these males in female attire turning up at their garden parties and put her on an ultimatum: Either she turns her male wife into a proper lady to the outside world or else she will be disinherited. They could live with a lesbian daughter married to another woman, they told her. I found Christopher for her: Hetero and no transgender of any shade but with delicate features. Perfect stuff to mold. They will marry next weekend. You will be her bride of honor and Rainer will be her best man." "No way! You are a fucking bunch of lunatics, your whole family!" "We will make sure that you will catch the bridal bouquet since you will be the next to marry." "What the hell are you talking about?" " You see, when we arranged this for Michaela and told our closest friends the Bachs they immediately recognized a way out of their predicament with Rainer. He is gay as a stone but his parents are a bit on the conservative side. They wanted their only heir to be married to a woman. But he was even willing rather to give up his huge inheritance than to marry a real fish. A transgender male turned into a woman was also no option because he did not want somebody who?s biggest wish was to get his private male parts to be cut of and to willingly play the female role. Rather he wants somebody who wants to keep them by any means." Andrea started to turn dizzy. "Now you come in and you earned me my Porsche for that. I pointed you out to Michaela as hetero, no transgender, shy and lonely with delicate features to work with. She took you in her now very experienced hands with the actually unwilling help of Christine playing the transgender to lower your defense. You did extremely fine. We expected you to put up resistance for at least four to five weekends but you came over in just one." "You mean Rainer knew all the time that I?m a boy?" "Of course, he would never have touched you as a real fish. Actually, what started for him as a way to come to a compromise with his parents, turned out to become a real love story. He was totally mesmerized by you and your behavior and finally could make up with the idea to spend his life with somebody who acts and looks to the outside world like a lady. His parents which you met last Sunday were also enchanted by you and see you already as their daughter in law." "But I will certainly not play along! You can forget about that and your Porsche, you pig!" "We expected you to act that way of course and that?s actually most of the fun for me. You see, Rainer received a memory card with a video of him fucking a girl?s ass and a letter blackmailing him into paying 2 million euros. Else, the letter states, the video will be made public with the special twist that he is actually fucking a boy in a yellow dress in a limo. Rainer will go to the police to present the letter and the memory card with the video. They will investigate and find some DNA on the letter and the card. They will investigate who could the girl/boy be. Go to his home to search for evidence. They will find a copy of the memory card and sufficient DNA to proof that he is the criminal. They will send him to jail for at least some years. We will make sure that all the inmates know his past and that he likes to be taken from behind disguised as a girl. The parents of the boy will not only suffer the loss of their seemingly queer son but will lose also their job and home ? you know our families have some influence ? and end up as homeless on the streets of our town. When the boy finishes his sentence, we will make sure that he ends up as a chick with dick in the cheapest brothel possible. "You wouldn?t do that. You are not that mean. You couldn?t!" "Wanna guess? I could show you the other boy who didn?t earn me the Porsche. He is now into his third week of jail and already considering suicide." "What do you expect me to do then and what?s happening with my parents?" Andrea asked in total shock. "I will bring you to Michaela?s apartment to make you ready for her marriage tomorrow. Your parents were informed and actually are very pleased that you were invited again. You will play the part of the girl of honor as the girlfriend of the best man. You will make sure to catch the bridal bouquet and announce that Rainer and you plan to get engaged. Your parents will be carefully informed that you, by getting to know Rainer, fell in love with him and recognized your deepest wishes of being a girl. They will be shocked in the beginning but as loving parents stick to you. They will also see the positive side of the development of you becoming the wife of the presently most popular bachelor in our state with all the wealth of the Bach family to go with it. They will get a nice estate close to the capital and close to you. The Bachs will provide them with excellent jobs and access to the society as long as they keep quiet about you being born a boy. What do you think which choice to take?" Since both choices ended up with him in girl?s clothes and being fucked by men, the second was certainly the superior one. One year later Andrea Bach settled down with her husband Rainer in a mansion close to the spacious house of his parents. In the meantime the tick mark for his gender on his identification papers moved from male to female, He got his own long hair, some moderate breast implants and regular doses of female hormones (the concessions of Rainer to his parents) but could keep his dick and his balls (the concession of Rainer?s parents to Rainer). He had spent seven months in an education school for young ladies of the upper class to learn a ladylike behavior in any possible circumstance. After the Friday Marc picked him up after school he never wore trousers in any form again, just skirts and dresses. He got used to be treated as female and his role as the girlfriend and now wife of Rainer. They had a very nice relation but Rainer made sure that Andrea did not forget that he was really male and not in this situation by his own will. That gave Rainer a real thrill and made their sex life extremely busy. Rainer?s parents recently came into contact with a medical doctor who was experimenting with uterus transplantations with quite some success. They were also in contact with scientists doing CRISPR/CAS9/sgRNA-mediated targeted gene modification. Now they were quite sure to finally become grandparents of children out of their own gene pool. To educate your progeny to behave predatory in business life obviously had some side effect in their private and sex live they came to accept. But that was just a challenge to be solved. And to solve it was just their plan.