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One of the Girls - Part 2 of 2 Belladonna As the next morning came, Alec felt that his stomach was in knots. Struggling to keep his food down, Alec finished eating half his meal before he went to get dressed in the outfit that Kristine and Nadine had left for him. It was not overly feminine. A passing eye would not think twice about a man sporting it. Under any scrutiny, however, it would be obvious that everything he was wearing was made for a woman's body. Alec pulled on his soft black pants over his panties. He was half- surprised by the lack of pockets and decided to carry his keys and wallet in his coat instead. He put on the collared, button up blouse next. He struggled with the inverted position of the buttons of the top as he fastened each before he bent down to put on his loafers. He slipped his bare feet into the shoes and felt the floor gliding below him with each step. "Christ, I'm evening moving like a fairy," Alec complained to himself. 'What did I do to deserve this?' Alec thought while he headed out of his home. 'You have no backbone,' he answered his self-pity. Alec put his head down and fought back tears on the way to his car, knowing that it was too true. He had been the master of his situation, however, mundane it may have been. The moment he surrendered control of his manhood, he had cast the dye that had led to this moment. He did not have to do it. He did not have to give in so easily to Kristine and the girls. He could have fought it. He could have stopped it, but he did not. He was not sure that he even wanted to stop it, but he was sure that he did not want this. Having to come out as transgendered was the most mortifying thing he could think of doing, but he alone had put himself in this situation. Resigned to that fact, Alec got behind the wheel and started towards the office. Thoughts about veering his car into oncoming traffic crossed his mind. While they lingered, he dismissed them, feeling that it would too cowardly and too messy. It would also draw an innocent person into his own descent. He could not take someone with him or burden some helpful person with the image of his mangled corpse. He doubted that he could even harm himself. Those thoughts left Alec's head as he pulled up at his office. Alex swallowed hard as he looked at the building. He knew what words would soon be coming through his lips. He felt that there was no way out without humiliating himself further by admitting what he had agreed to with Kristine. He put his head down as he got out of his car. He hurried into the building and started towards his office door. The shoes sounded different on the floor than his normal oxfords. The sound was softer. Alec knew that whatever meager menace he had as a man was gone. Alec walked into the office in disbelief that he was being forced to admit to his boss that he was transsexual. Despite the girls' assurances that there were protections for transgender people in the state, as well as the company's progressive policies on the issue, he was not sure how his boss would react. Once his boss entered the office, Alec looked at the girls. Brianna nodded to him. He understood that he had to go and confront his boss. Not wanting to waste any time and linger on his tormenting thoughts a second longer, Alec got to his feet and knocked on his boss's door. Joel's eyes rose to meet Alec's as he asked what he could do for him. Alec struggled to ask, "Joel, can we talk for a moment?" "Sure," Joel replied while he took off his glasses. Alec closed the door behind him while he approached Joel. Joel squinted as he asked, "What's going on?" "I have to tell you something." "Okay," Joel answered Alec's pause. "I'm transgendered." Joel flinched before he pushed his back against the back of his chair. He crossed his arms before he asked, "Are you sure?" Alec was taken aback by the question. He wondered who would say such a life-changing thing without being sure. He nodded before he forced himself to reply again, "Yes." Alec could tell that Joel was fighting off the urge to give him a look of disgust. He knew that he would likely have done it if the situation had been reversed. Joel nodded his head before he said, "Okay. I guess I can see it." "What?" Alec inquired. "I've seen how you are with the girls. You've always been one of them." Alec blushed at the man's assessment of him before Joel continued, "I wish you the best. I hope you stay on." Alec sensed that Joel was toeing the company line on transgender issues. Joel knew the policies better than he did. Alec swallowed hard before he said, "Thank you." Joel nodded before he looked down at Alec's clothing. He could tell that he was wearing women's shoes. The pants had no pockets. The top was likely a blouse as well. Joel broke the silence as he said, "Do the girls know, Alec? Wait is that what you want to be called?" "Um...no," Alec lied before he continued, "I prefer Alexandra." Joel was silent as he processed Alec's request. Alec then said, "The girls know." "Good. How did they take it?" "Well." Alec saw the relieved look on Joel's face. He breathed a sigh of relief before he said, "That's great. Have you told anyone else?" "No. I wanted to tell you first." "Do you want me to send an announcement?" "I don't think that's necessary," Alec hurried to reply. "Well, you have to tell the rest of the staff." "I will, but the mothership will find out when I change my personnel file," Alec replied. Joel nodded before Alec excused himself to let his boss get back to work. Alec felt sick to his stomach that Joel had accepted his statement as truth without even at least questioning him. 'Was I that transparent? Maybe it is what I am,' Alec fretted as the girls gave him expectant looks. ' Alec answered their silent demands for information by disclosing how the conversation went. The girls all hugged him as they welcomed him as one of the girls in the office. Alec blushed at the statements before he managed to joke, "Wasn't I one of them already?" The girls' laughter at his words gave Alex a momentary morale boost. His spirits quickly dropped as he realized what he had to do next. It took a few minutes before Alec worked up the courage to tell the rest of his coworkers. As most of his coworker responded with little to no surprise to his announcement, Alec became more convinced that the girls had him pegged correctly. It all seemed like confirmation of a central truth that he had hidden. Alec s struggled not to become too emotional as more and more of his coworkers told him how they always figured that he was a girl at heart. Their responses were shocking. He expected disgust, but received little more than he normally did from some of his coworkers. They had apparently long ago concluded that his "coming out" was only a matter of time. He had always had awkward relationships with these people, and he knew that it would likely continue. Most, however, were polite about it. They appeared to be struggling to ensure that he was not upset by what they said to him. He guessed that they feared punishment if they said anything offensive about him. Still, they all acted unsurprised by the announcement and more surprised by his timing. 'How could they all know?' Alec wondered as he belatedly got to work beside the girls. Once the workday ended, Brianna and Kristine made arrangements to meet Alec the next day so they could take him out for a Saturday trip to the salon that Brianna's sister worked at. While Alec was not sure that he was ready for that step, telling his boss and coworkers that he would be returning to work as a woman on Monday was not something they would forget. While he felt forced to make that declaration, he knew that the only way around going along with it was by quitting. He, however, was all too sure that he could not bring himself to doing that. With the plans made, Alec went home to his small apartment. He felt small and weak as he made himself a light dinner, not feeling as if he had much of an appetite. "Why am I such a coward?" Alec wondered aloud as he rested on the couch with tears coming to his eyes. He retired to his be early, hopeful that a good nights sleep might make him feel better. When he awoke, he felt well rested. Those feelings dissipated as he began to worry about what was awaiting him that afternoon. After the trip to the salon, Alec was certain that there would be no going back for the near future. He was going to be a girl at work and at home. Part of him wondered what it would be like. Given his size and lack of male accomplishments, he had often felt he would make a better girl than a guy, but it was not something he had ever gave serious thought to trying until his coworkers had started pushing him to make the transition. The sound of a knock on his door made Alec's stomach sink. He knew who was beyond the door as he drew it open dressed in the unisex clothing he had put on that morning over his padded bra and matching white panties. Once the door was open, Kristine and Brianna stepped inside and kissed Alec on his cheek as they said hello. Brianna struggled to hide her distaste for his apartment before she told him he needed to wear something more feminine. "Why?" Alec inquired. "I told the stylist that you're a girl." "She's going to see right through me." "She won't say anything about it. You'll be so comfortable with her." "How do you know that?" Alec asked, uneasy with the idea of going out in public as a girl. "It's her nature," Brianna answered before she went into his bedroom. Kristine and Brianna looked through his new wardrobe before they selected an outfit they felt would be good for the salon. Alec gave the outfit a resigned look. He knew it did not matter what he wore to the salon. The situation had gotten too out of hand for any concerns about presenting himself as a woman to make sense. With the girls out of the room, Alec disrobed before he stepped into the black miniskirt that was decorated with an all over, pale floral print. He pulled the elastic waistband up before he straightened out the flouncy, ruffled hem that rested midway down his thighs. The fact that the soft skirt felt comfortable on him was not lost Alec. He wondered what it meant about him as he reached for his black, tee shirt. Alec brought the cotton-blend jersey top over his head and let the torqued hemline come to a rest over his skirt. The lightweight top felt good on him as well. Alec sighed, accepting the truth that he was far more comfortable in the skirt and top than a man should ever be. He then bent down to put on the silver, thong sandals the girls selected. He slipped his feet into the sandals that were decorated with glittering crystals on the medallions resting over where the thong met the straps running down the side of his feet before he headed to the bedroom door. As he emerged, Brianna shook her head as she said, "I wish I had legs like those." "They go for miles," Kristine seconded. Alec blushed as he thanked them before Brianna said, "You're going to be batting guys away with a stick soon enough." Alec was unsure how to respond. His silence went unchallenged before Brianna helped whisk him out the door. Alec was surprised by the heavy girl's strength as he leaned on her arm. They went down to Kristine's car before she drove them to the salon. The girls made small talk on the drive. They tried to include Alec, but he found it difficult to keep up with the topics he knew little about until they reached the salon's parking lot. He was happy enough for their conversation since it distracted him from his worrisome thoughts about his situation. Stepping out of the car, Alec walked towards the salon. As they approached the door, Alec struggled to hide his nervousness. He shot Kristine and Brianna a pleading look, hoping that they would reconsider what they were pushing him to go through with since he was still unsure if he wanted it. "Don't be so nervous! All you have to do is show up and let yourself be pampered. It's one of the best things about being a girl," Brianna counseled in response to his glance. Alec tried to give the girl a smile. He knew that she meant well, but he was unable to believe that no one would be unable to tell what he was once they started to work on him. Alec walked into the salon and struggled not to blush as the girls in the salon all said hello to Brianna. Brianna introduced him and Kristine as friends from work before she told them, "Alexandra is a new girl in the neighborhood." 'Understatement of the century,' Alec thought in response. The girls welcomed him warmly before he was taken to get his hair washed. Alec felt strangely good as the shampoo girl ran her delicate fingers through his hair and massaged his scalp. The sensations brought warm and tingly feelings throughout his body. 'A girl could get used to this,' Alec thought with a smile before he was sat up. While his hair was patted dry, the smile left his face as he realized what he had thought. He did not have time to ponder the hidden meaning of the thought as he was sent to a stylist's station. The stylist greeted Alec with a kind word as Brianna and Kristine came over to them. The stylist exchanged kisses on the cheek with Brianna. The stylist then asked Alec how he wanted his hair styled. Alec hemmed for a moment before he said, "Brianna said she had some ideas." "Brianna knows her hair," the stylist noted. The stylist gave Alec a few more positive words before Brianna told her what she was thinking. With a clap of the hands, Reese said, "I love it." 'Is she crazy?' Alec wondered about the husky voiced stylist's enthusiasm. Reese explained to Alec what was going to be done to his hair as his hair was lifted to the side. As his hair was trimmed, Reese gave Alec tips about how to style it going forward. Alec tried to remember each of the pieces of advice, given what was in his foreseeable future. As he watched his hair take on a new shape, he was surprised by how good it looked. He felt that he almost looked like a girl. While not overly attractive, he felt that he was not ugly. He was slightly turned on by the girl in the mirror that looked far more professional than he did with a ponytail. With his hair finished, the girls brought him to get his nails done at the neighboring nail salon. Given what he had acquiesced to already, Alec saw little reason to protest as he walked towards the salon. Alec's eyes widened as he walked into the nail salon. His eyes were drawn to the wall containing a wide variety of nail polish shades. The receptionist greeted Brianna warmly before she told them that they were there for Alec. "Oh, very nice to meet you, Miss," the girl said in a sweet tone. Alec reciprocated in kind, hating the pretty girl referring to him as miss. He wanted to protest it, but was too scared of the consequences to do so. The receptionist brought him to a station quickly before he exchanged introductions with a manicurist. With their greetings over, the manicurist asked through a heavy Korean accent, "What color would you like?" "Um...I'm not sure," Alec admitted. "I can give you recommendation," the girl said with a voice that Alec felt was sweet to his ears. "Okay." "For your skin color, I would go with blush pink. It's nice and light, just like you." Alec nodded before he lied, "That sounds nice." "Are we doing your toenails too?" Alec's eyes darted to Brianna and Kristine's nodding heads. Alec responded with a smile as he told her he would be having a pedicure as well. The manicurist nodded before she put the fingertips of his right hand into a bowl of water to soften his skin. The girl inspected his hands and said, "Your nails are so short. We can't do much in way of shaping." "What would you recommend?" "Grow you nails out a little and I can give them a nice round shape, but I'll do best I can with this." "Okay," Alec replied before the manicurist began to clean the underside of the nails of Alec's right hand. She then pushed back his cuticles by trimming the excess skin around the nails. Alec grimaced as he felt the woman cut too deep. His eyes darted towards the blood on his index finger before the manicurist applied a green liquid to his cut. "What is that?" Alec asked. The woman gave him a curious glance as Alec had not disguised his ordinary tone. She squinted before she answered, "It helps with the bleeding." "Okay," Alec replied, dropping back into his practiced higher pitch as he saw the bleeding come to a sudden stop. The manicurist then went back to preparing his nails before she repeated the process on his left hand. Once the manicurist finished with the nail preparation, she proceeded to give him a hand and arm massage. Alec enjoyed the feeling of his hand being manipulated about by the girl's small, soft hand. Alec blushed as his member's swelling was soon aborted. Alec felt humiliated by how good it felt. He struggled to avoid looking at the manicurist, certain that he could not look her in the eye at that moment. When her hands left his to add blush pink to his nails, Alec felt slightly downtrodden. He watched as the pale color was painted onto his nails. He feared that he had made a bad choice as the color settled onto his nails. 'That's not what I thought that would like,' Alec thought before the girl added another coat to his nails. Alec felt more relieved by the choice he had made to go along with the woman's recommendation as the color settled onto his nails. 'That looks so cute,' Alec thought while he smiled at his nails. 'Wait! What?' Alec's mind soon fretted. He could not believe that he was happy with the painting of his nails. He realized that he should hate it, but somehow it seemed not that bad. He shook his head at that realization before he was sent to have his nails dried at UV light station. Alec gave the UV light a pensive look as he thought, 'How sanitary can this be?' Reading his pensive look, Brianna said, "Good ahead, honey. It's fine." "It must be nice to have cheerleaders," the manicurist remarked with a smile. Alec blushed before the girl hurried to add, "I was just kidding." Alec nodded with a forced smile before he moved his nails under the lights. He felt the heat on his nails and waited for his nails to dry. Alec talked with Brianna and Kristine before he overheard the woman next to him talking on her cell phone. Alec's eyes darted towards Brianna and Kristine as they listened to the girl complaining about her boyfriend without any regard for who could overhear her. 'Is she kidding me?' Alec mouthed to Brianna and Kristine's laughter. Brianna leaned in and said, "It comes with the territory, but she's pretty obnoxious." As the manicurist went to attend to the woman, the entitled patron started complaining about the scent of the lotion used on her skin. Alec bent down and smelt his own hands. He did not sense that it was overpowering. If anything, it was a light scent to his mind. Alec hoped that she would get over it quickly. Instead, she double downed on her attitude. Alec sunk in his hair while he listened to the woman talk down to the staff. Alec gave Kristine and Brianna another glance. 'Total bitch,' Kristine mouthed back to Alec and Brianna's nodding heads. Alec was relieved when she paid and left. Alec felt a palpable sense of relief that the anxiety that was filling the salon had passed. After a few deep breaths, Alec remembered his own predicament. He was not simply another of the girls put-off by a spoiled woman. He was a man in a floral print, miniskirt getting a mani-pedi. He was almost sure of it. Alec did not have long to dawdle on those thoughts. The manicurist came by and moved his fingers from underneath the lights and said, "So pretty." "Show me," Brianna said with a grin. Alec flashed his nails at the girls with his limps wrist. Alec caught his actions and thought, 'Fuck, why did I do it that way?' Once the girls finished talking about his fingernails, Alec was turned over to another worker to do his pedicure. Alec felt uncomfortable while the woman began to remove rough skin by filing his heels. 'I can't believe this girl has to touch my feet. Christ, I hope they don't smell,' Alec fretted while he watched the woman work, afraid that that he would see her wince. As the woman began to paint his toenails, her fingers touched the bottom of his feet. Alec felt slightly tickled by the feeling and struggled not to kick his feet in response to the sensation before his toenails were put beneath a UV light. Once his toes were dried, Alec paid for the salon's services and left with Kristine and Brianna. As they reached his apartment, Kristine opened her trunk and said, "We've got gifts for you." "What?" Alec asked, though he had little doubt it was designed to help him better look the new part they had cast for him in life. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Alec's hands pulled away from his styled and shaped tresses as his eyes tore away from his painted toenails and hairless legs. His eyes lifted towards the closet that had been partly filled with hand me downs from Kristine and "gifts" from the others girls in the office to help facilitate his "transition." He hated to think of the word. He knew that was what he was doing. He was unsure, however, if it was what he wanted. The only thing he was sure about was that the girls he worked with were certain that he was born to be a girl. Alec's eyes dropped and caught the pale, pink painted fingernails the manicurist had given him. A smile came to his face while he thought about how pretty they looked before he shook his head. "You're not supposed to be pretty," Alec reminded himself before he threw his back against the bed and stared at the ceiling. 'What's being ugly done for you?' A voice in his head retorted. 'Is this all I can be?' Alec wondered. The girls who spent more time with him than anyone appeared certain that he was better suited for womanhood than manhood. That alone made Alec sense that he was a failure as a man. Alec changed out of his skirt and into a pair of the leggings that Kristine had left for him. The soft, clingy feelings of the leggings felt like a second skin on his legs. Alec enjoyed the feeling before realizing that he should hate it. Despite that thought, there was no doubt his body was giving the contrary response. "This can't be me," Alec bemoaned as he looked down at his thin legs that seemed alluring to him in the clingy spandex. The only thing that turned his stomach though was the sight of his cage-enhanced manhood. Alec ran his hands through this hair and thought aloud, "How can this be me?" After pausing, Alec asked, "Is this what I want?" Silence greeted his self-question again. Alec walked into the bathroom and gazed at his reflection. The despairing girl staring back at him felt more real than the reflection that had greeted him for years. He struggled to keep from crying as he looked at the girl that his coworkers had pushed him to become. "I'm beautiful," Alec said through tears, feeling oddly better about his appearance than he could ever recall. He brushed the tears away and immediately regretted smudging his makeup. The regret only made him more confused about his reaction to his reflection. A moment of clarity came into his mind as Alec nodded at the girl in the mirror while he composed himself. "This is me," he said a few times to self-affirm before he went to turn on the television. With that affirmation in mind, Alec spent the rest of the weekend in Kristine's hand-me-downs. He spent the time in solitude as a woman while he tried to live in peace before Monday came and he would be forced to return to work. Once Monday came, Alec got ready for work in clothing that Kristine had gifted him. The work clothing was nearly all familiar to him. He had seen her in most of the outfits before. Some he had never seen before and assumed were possibly from her friends. The knowledge that everyone knew what was coming at work made his return less concerning to him. The fears he had when he spoke to every employee in his office were largely gone. He felt that he knew what he was in for when it came to each coworker and boss in the office. He sensed that he was well aware of what to expect. Despite that, he was still concerned how the reality of the situation would go over with his coworkers. They had all seen him in girls clothing, but that outfit was little different from men's clothing. Now, he was going to be work with false breasts and in unambiguously feminine clothing and shoes. He was going to be presenting himself as a woman from head to toe. After styling his hair and doing his makeup, Alec went into his bedroom to get dressed. As Alec disrobed, his eyes fixated on the outfit he would sporting for his first day in the office as Alexandra. He wanted everything to be perfect. While he and the girls had time to deal with his transition, he knew that no one else in the office had been afforded a similar meaningful opportunity. Alec put on his panties first and soon followed it with a matching bra. The image that struck him in the mirror in his bedroom was disheartening to Alec. The figure appeared to be nothing more than a scared, petite boy in a matching bra and panty set. He was no more intimidating than a 3-year- old girl and, yet, simultaneously, little more feminine than he was in the nude. Alec clenched his eyes while he turned away from the mirror. He reached for his breast forms before he stuffed each of his cups. His hands cupped his false breasts as he felt the familiar stirring between his legs that occurred before the chastity device started to squash his excitement. The discomfort between Alec's legs made him shake his head before he reached for his hosiery. Alec rolled the tights down as he was trained before he brought them up his legs. The feelings made his stomach tingle, even as the continued compression of his manhood brought discomfort. "When the fuck will she let me out of this," Alec muttered while he stared up the ceiling. After a few deep breaths, he pulled the tights over his chastity belt until the top rest on his hips. With his tights on, Alec reached for his dress next. Alec pulled the princess seamed, wool-crepe dress up his body. He pushed his hands through the three-quartered sleeves of the scarlet colored dress that would draw attention to him, even if he had been born a woman. His hands adjusted the flounced hemline before they reached behind his back to fasten the hidden rear zipper. As his hands moved towards his hips, he looked at the mirror. Alec hurried towards the mirror with quick, short steps and gazed at his reflection. He smiled at the way his body looked before he noticed that his bust was askew. "Manly problems," Alec joked to himself while he adjusted the round neckline of his dress and straightened out his false bust and bra. His hands then moved to the matching belt that self-adjusted to cinch the dress to his waist. As his proportions sat the way they should on his lithe frame, the figure in the mirror appeared to Alec to be much more like a woman than a man. Alec struggled not to cry as he clasped his hands and took in his appearance from the neck down. "This is me," Alex said before his eyes locked on the pair of shoes he was pairing with his outfit. Alec clasped the shoes before he stepped into the pair of nude, rounded toe pumps. Alec stepped into each shoe before adjusting the single, asymmetric stretch straps that crossed over both of his feet. As he stood up and started to walk, Alec felt that he was moving around with greater ease in his heels than he could recall. With a bounce in his step, Alec walked out of his bedroom to apply his makeup. With each cosmetic he added to face, Alec felt that Alexandra was becoming more real before his eyes. By the time he applied his perfume, Alec felt that the male side of his life was buried. He could only hope that it would stay that way. Alec then walked back into his bedroom to put on his jewelry. He slipped a few golden plated rings onto his fingers before he put on a gold chain necklace and a pair of faux diamond earrings. With outfit attended to, Alec grabbed his keys and pocketbook as he headed out the door. He strolled out of the building to make his way to his small car. Alec got inside and shifted his feet. He swapped his heels for a pair of flats as Kristine had suggested when they last spoke. After slipping the shoe onto his right foot, Alec started the car. Alec felt anxious while he drove to work. He feared that the reality would not match the expectations that his coworkers had about his transition. He wondered if he looked unconvincing to others or, perhaps, too convincing. Maybe they expected him to look like a linebacker in a dress, but he did not have the body for that to happen. "Just maintain the smile," Alec told himself, hoping he could turn back any ill will with niceness and a new sense of womanly confidence. Alec pulled into the parking lot of his office building and stared at its glass-fronted facade. Alec froze as he looked at the building. He knew that he was in store for some abuse. It was unavoidable, but it was not going to be too bad. The company could nearly guarantee that when he was in the safety of the office suite. He nodded to himself as he said, "I can do this!" Alec uttered those words to try to convince himself, but deep inside he already knew it was true. He had a buffer in the girls and an ally in his employer. "It's their problem not mine," Alec said while he thought about those that were unhappy about his transition. Alec's slender fingers tapped on his steering wheel for a moment before he reached for his purse and opened the car door. Alec swung his legs out the door together. It was not something any of the girls had told him to do. The dress on his body made it seem like an instinctual movement for him. Alec stood up and closed the door behind him. He felt the breeze blowing under the skirt of his dress and felt lighter on his feet, even as the pitch of his heels was still unusual to him. Walking through the parking lot, Alec saw workers from other businesses in the building filing inside. He saw a few heads turn his way. None of their eyes lingered on him for long as he was careful to maintain a good distance from them. "So far so good," Alec said with a chuckle under his breath as he glanced at his reflection on the building's reflective walls. Alec drew the door to the building open after putting his keycard through the card reader. There was no one in the hallway, which was not unusual. The public entrance was on the other side of the building and the elevators he was heading for only served the employees of the west side of the facility. As he came around the corner to the elevators, he saw two women standing next to each other. They were making light conversation when Alec came to a stop a few feet from them to wait for the elevator. They each gave Alec a quick glance. Alec stole looks at them and noticed that neither had felt the need to give him a second look. The lack of interest in his presence made Alec's heart flutter. He felt more confident than ever as he joined the ladies on the elevator and pressed the button for his floor, flashing his pink painted nails in the process. Alec ignored the conversation that the women were having about their personal lives before he exited on his floor. Alec moved towards his office, hearing the sound of his low heels slapping on the tiles of the hallway that were announcing his presence as he moved. He wanted to strut to make the sound louder and draw more attention, but he knew that it was not right moment. Alec pulled open the employee only door to his office after punching in his personal code. Alec walked through the back of the office and saw no one until he came around the corner to where he and most of the rest of the administrative staff sat. As Alec moved around, he heard none of their familiar voices chatting, but he heard typing. Alec smiled as he looked over the half-wall and saw Morgan. Morgan's eyes widened while she brought her hands over mouth. "Oh, my God. Look at you! You look beautiful," Morgan exclaimed as she got to her feet and hugged Alec. "Thanks, I try," Alec said with a shy smile, a little embarrassed by Morgan's effusive and sincere sounding praise. Morgan took in his appearance while Brianna straggled into the office, followed in short order by Nadine and Erin. The girls were all surprised by Alec's seeming ease in his dress. "Nice dress," Kristine said with a smile while she took in Alec's feminized appearance. "I'd like to say that this was my fashion choice," Alec joked. "You have to give us a twirl," Brianna insisted. "A twirl?" Alec asked with a laugh. "I like a little flourish," Brianna replied. Alec shook his head before he gave the girls a twirl and felt his dress billowing up as the girls stood up to inspect him from every angle. The girls gave him more praise before Alec noticed that Erin was wearing a new dress. "I love that dress!" "Thanks," Erin replied. "That heart shaped neckline is so cute." The specificity of the compliment took the girls aback for a moment. After exchanging a few more compliments with the girls, Alec started to work. He sat at his desk, crossed his nylon-covered legs at his ankles and tried to focus on his responsibilities. Alec felt eyes upon him as he worked. He noticed the stolen glances from other employees that quickly darted away from him when he clearly caught them. He sensed that they did not want to engage him, but were curious about how he looked. 'Am I zoo animal to these people?' Alec wondered. Alec also overhead a few comments that he looked surprisingly good. The comments made him smile, even as most his coworkers and bosses refused to say such things to his face. In Alec's mind, the more obviously disgusted were making sure to keep any of their comments to themselves or, at the least, out of his earshot. It was something that Alec was uncomfortable with, but he figured he could tolerate it. As Alec typed on his machine, Alec listened to the conversation that Kristine and Erin were having about their boyfriends. Brianna and Nadine talked about their ex-boyfriends and ex-husbands, while Alec stayed silent. "Why are you silent?" Morgan asked Alec. "I don't have a boyfriend to complain about," Alec answered with a smile. "Well, neither do I," she countered. "You have a husband," Alec retorted. "Whom I love, dearly," Morgan added. "Jeesh, you're making me sick," Brianna replied. "Love is not a terrible thing," Erin noted, always finding Morgan and her husband's obvious affection for each other endearing and something she wished to have. "Not for some of us," Brianna countered. "So, when are you going to get a boyfriend?" Erin asked Alec, hoping to move the conversation in a less dark place than Brianna's bitterness about relationships would allow for. "I really haven't thought about it yet," Alec admitted. "Seriously?" Morgan asked. "Hey, I'm new at this," Alec said as with a smile while he pointed at his faux breasts with both of his small hands. "You don't think you're ready?" Morgan inquired. "I need to get my bearings being me before I can be part of 'we,'" Alec explained as he shifted his feet in his low heels. "You got to help yourself before you can help somebody else," Kristine seconded, understanding Alec's position. The conversation continued for a while as Alec continued his data input work that comprised much of his workdays. Alec paused only to get a cup of coffee. Alec got to his feet and swung his hips as he walked through the office to the kitchenette. As he walked, he saw the staff in the kitchenette running away while he approached. 'I don't have leprosy,' Alec thought with a shake of his head as his ever present smile departed from his face. Alec knew that not everyone would be comfortable with him, but that did not mean they had to scatter when he approached as if his transexuality was contagious. Alec made himself a cup of coffee in quiet solitude before he returned to his desk and went back to working. Alec was nervous when he had to make his first trip to the restroom. He feared the reaction of his female coworkers when he entered it. He had little choice though, since Nadine had made clear that he was to only use the female bathroom given the change to his gender identity in the company's records. Alec put his head down as he walked into the women's room. He worried about how the other women would feel if they saw him in there. He knew that some would undoubtedly feel violated by his presence, while others would just be uncomfortable. Although his first few trips went without an issue, with some of the girls being nice to him, one woman gave him a disgusted look as she saw him exiting the bathroom stall. Alec's stomach fell as he saw the anger in her eyes as she dried her hands. She stormed out of the room while Alec went to the sink and washed his hands. His heart raced as the look on the coworker's face weighed on his mind. He clenched his eyes as he felt the angst in the pit of his stomach. He hated how he made the woman feel, but he also felt that it was her problem and not his. He walked back into the office and heard the woman yelling at the Human Resources representative. Alec's eyes went downcast as he tried to ignore her complaints. His spirits rose as the Human Resources representative explained the situation calmly to the irate woman. The laws of the state said that Alec had every legal right to be in that bathroom. That did little to calm the woman who yelled about the state of the nation. Alec laughed as the man noted, "You could always move to North Carolina." Soon thereafter, Alec finished his first day at the office. He went home that evening hoping that that next day would be an improvement. Outside of the girls, his first week at work was an awkward affair for Alec. The second day brought more employees walking past his desk and sneaking peeks at him. Alec struggled not to gaze at them as they did so. He wondered if they thought that they were moving past him undetected. He felt like he was on display as he was gawked at without being engaged. Alec sensed that everyone needed time to process his new look. He realized that it had to be an awkward situation for them as well. To his relief, by late in the week, almost everyone was accepting and open with Alec as the novelty of his feminine appearance wore off. To most, he rescinded back into the background from which he had came. He was surprised by it, but there were older employees that gave him dirty looks to convey their disgust. Alec did his best to ignore them, but he could not help but let it grate on him to some degree. Several of his male coworkers ignored him. Alec had never been particularly close with them. He had never been one of the guys. He had always been an outsider, so he was not upset about becoming invisible to them. Alec felt that their disgusted silence was preferable to an express insult. It certainly made it easier for him to ignore them. Alternatively, many of his female coworkers made it a point to support Alec. Alec had longer and more frequent interactions with these women than he had ever had before. Alec could sense that they were trying to make him feel safe around them, but he wondered if they were doing it, at least in part, to dig at the men that were both shunning him and dismissing their talents. Those that engaged him were largely cordial and made a few name slip- ups every once and a while. He did not let that bother him though. He was too happy that they were treating him like a human to let something like a gender pronoun get to him. That management was supportive of him was not something that was lost on Alec either. He was grateful for it, since he knew that if the laws of his state were not on his side, management may have gotten rid of him as a distraction. The office manager, office boss and Human Resources representative reached out to him regularly to ask how he was doing and how they could make his transition easier. Alec was thankful for the outreach and recommended that the company provide sensitivity training, despite knowing how poorly it would go over with some of the more curmudgeonly employees. To the contrary, sticking it to them was something that brought a broad smile to his face. The company arranged for a professional sensitivity trainer they had on retainer to make a presentation a few weeks after he started to work as Alexandra. The announcement produced audible whining and groans in the office, but it made it clear to some of Alec's more intransigent adversaries how much the company was on his side. Soon thereafter, Alec noticed the begrudging tolerance of his existence that was coming from some of those that had not hidden their dislike for his transition before. The more disgusted, however, were undeterred and did little to hide their continued revulsion of him, while they simultaneously acted as if he was a non-entity. Despite the in week improvements, the end of the workweek was a welcome relief for Alec. He looked forward to getting some time away from the conflicted and disgusted coworkers. That Kristine and Erin had volunteered for a little "girl time" with him on the weekend made him feel somewhat at ease. When the weekend came, Erin and Kristine picked Alec up in Kristine's car. Alec waved at them as he got in the backseat and smoothed out his black and pink, floral printed pleated skirt in the process. "This is your first trip as Alexandra, right?" Kristine inquired as she pulled away from the sidewalk. "Well, we went shopping before," Alec reminded Kristine. "That was when you were still a guy," Kristine countered. "If you say so," Alec joked. "No. I'm being serious." "So am I. I was still shopping for me," Alec rejoined. "But not as you." "No," Alec admitted as he kept his knees together. "When did you get that bag?" Alec then asked after he saw the pocketbook on Erin's lap. "I got this a few weeks ago," she answered. "And she was hiding it on us," Kristine added with eyes darting from side to side. "I just didn't think it goes well with my professional outfits." "It's so pretty though." "Yah, but I'm trying to look professional. I don't want the boss's thinking I'm some young airhead." "You're too self-conscious for your age," Alec retorted. "I'm trying to move up in this company someday," Erin replied. "You and me both," Alec responded with a smile. "I didn't think you ever wanted to be promoted," Kristine noted. "I didn't work my way through college to work as an administrative assistant my whole life," Alec replied. Kristine and Erin smiled at each other. They had never heard such a forceful response from Alec before, nor any hint of ambition. They continued to make small talk before they pulled up in front of the mall. Alec looked around at the smattering of people in the parking lot and paid them little attention. He felt safe with Kristine and Erin as his buffer. He walked alongside them while they entered the building. As comfortable as Alec felt walking around with Kristine and Erin, he was still waiting from someone to recognize him from his former life as a man. The prospect was beyond mortifying for Alec. He hated that such a moment could occur. It was something that women that were raised as girls did not have to deal with and he envied them for that. Not for the first time, Alec was relieved that he largely kept a low profile as a man. Alec smiled to himself as he realized that all his prior efforts to hide himself, which had held him back before, were finally paying fruit. 'Win one for cowardice,' Alec thought with a shake of his head and a smile before they entered a store. Alec walked through the store and saw no one give them a second look, other than few lusty glances given towards Erin by some of the younger men in the establishment. Alec enjoyed the anonymity he felt before they came to a stop in the professional clothing section of the ladies' department. Alec glanced around the ladies department and saw that no one was giving him a dirty look anymore. He nodded to himself as he thought, 'I look good.' Kristine caught a smile coming to his face and asked, "What are you smiling at?" "Nothing." "Don't lie!" "Just myself." "Why?" "I feel right." "And that's funny to you?" Kristine pressed. "I never thought I'd feel right," Alec answered. Kristine gave him a sympathetic look before Erin gave him a hug and said, "I like it when you're smiling." "I like it too," Alec admitted before he started to look through the clothing with the girls. While his previous endeavor had humiliated him, he felt emboldened by his obvious passing amongst other women to let himself enjoy the moment. Rather than still being a passive participant, Kristine and Erin saw that Alec was selecting what he thought would look good on him. "Oh, that's a pretty dress," Erin said as she looked over the sheath dress with contrasting black, white and magenta stripes in Alec's hand. Alec nodded as he said, "I love the etched pattern." "That's a tropical pattern," Erin explained as she looked at the magenta and white pattern overlaid on the black, mid-thigh length dress. Alec made a mental note of it before saying, "I didn't need to know that to like it." "Sassy," Kristine teased. "She's been full of sass lately," Erin added. "Get used to it, girls," Alec replied with a smile and a flick of his hands. "Oh, you're getting a little full of yourself," Kristine chided. "You have only yourself to blame," Alec retorted. "Is that right?" Kristine asked. "Yep, you released the kraken!" Lias laughed at the reference that went over Erin's head. Realizing it, Alec explained the phrase to the young woman. Erin shook her head while she joked, "I work with a bunch of dorks." Kristine and Alec laughed at her response. Alec put up his hand as he said "Guilty," while he held up another dress with his other hand. "And fashionable," Erin noted, approving the sheath dress with a Bateau neckline. After perusing the racks for a few more minutes, Erin and Alec headed for the fitting room. They talked on their way in before they parted to try on their outfits. "Alexandra, let me see you," Kristine called in as Alec tried on his three-quarter sleeved dress. Alec pulled at the ruching at the left waist as he emerged almost simultaneously with Erin from the dressing stall. The two immediately beamed about the way the other looked in their outfits. * Ruching at the left waist Kristine seconded both of their opinions before she turned to Alec and said, "You look like a model in that!" "Oh, please." "No. I'm being serious," Kristine said with a shake of head, almost in disbelief that Alec had made such a beautiful woman. "I could just see Alexandra up on the catwalk," Erin joked. "Yah, that would be something," Kristine seconded. "Let me give you a preview," Alec responded before he began to take long strides away from the girls. He peered over his shoulders and shot the girls a fierce look before he slowly dropped and pursed his lips as he blew the bemused girls a kiss. "Way to work it," Kristine joked. "You don't have to tell me, darling," Alec teased while he sauntered back towards them with a more pronounced wiggle in his step. "You're feeling good," Erin noted. "I'm feeling better than ever," Alec admitted before he stepped back into the stall to try on a few more outfits. He showed them off for the girls and gave his opinions on the outfits that Erin and Kristine were thinking about purchasing. Alec was amazed to see that the girls were taking his opinions on fashion seriously. 'I really am one of them,' Alec thought with a smile once Erin decided against a particular dress due to Alec's criticism of it. Alec felt a slight attraction to Erin and Kristine as they preened in the clothes they modeled beside him. He knew that they were pretty, but he was bored by it. He was more jealous that they picked certain outfits and dresses before he could. Once they settled on their clothing, they paid for it and headed to a discount shoe store in the mall. Alec walked in beside them and they parted ways to find the pairs of shoes they wanted before the others had a chance to get them first. Alec tried on shoe after shoe beside the girls before they brought their selections to the register. As the Alec and girls finished paying the cashier for their purchases, Erin asked if they wanted to get lunch. "I can eat," Kristine responded. "I'll go," Alec replied, feeling more comfortable in his new persona than he could ever recall feeling about being a man. Alec walked along with the girls to a chain establishment that was connected to the mall. They walked inside and were seated by the smiling hostess. Alec and the girls chatted while they looked over the menus before their waiter arrived. The waiter gave them all an inspecting look while he took their menus. The man made a joke as he talked with Alec. The girls laughed along with Alec before Alec gave him the order while the waiter's eyes focused on him. "What was that about?" Alec asked while the waiter walked away. "He was hitting on you," Erin answered. "With you here?" "I'm not every guys type," Erin reminded Alec. "I noticed that you didn't say that about me," Kristine interjected. "Well, you too," Alec hastily added. "Too late, bitch. Too late," Kristine said with a shake of her head. "Don't hate her because she's beautiful," Erin joked. The joke brought a smile to all of their faces before the waiter carried over their drinks. He lingered longer than necessary beside Alec, leaving little doubt in his mind that Erin and Kristine's beliefs were accurate. Alec was at a loss for what to do. He had never been able to bring himself to hit on a woman, let alone flirt with a man. As the waiter walked away looking disappointed, Kristine asked, "Why did you freeze up?" "I didn't know what to do," Alec admitted. "You have to flirt." "I've never done that," Alec admitted. Kristine and Erin gave him a sympathetic look before they started to tell him how to flirt. Erin leaned across the table as she said, "The first thing you've got to do when they engage is start talking. You've got to keep the conversation moving." "Talking isn't flirting," Alec rejoined. "It is when you flash that pretty white smile of yours and laugh at his jokes." "What if they're not funny?" "If he's cute, they're funny," Erin countered. "If you don't laugh, you seem standoffish, and you've got to trick him into thinking he's in control. Men like to think that," Kristine noted. "When the chance comes, touch him lightly," Erin added. "Touch him?" Alec asked, shocked by the idea that it was appropriate. "It's not him touching you. You have to do a light touch." "Like what?" "Like put a hand on his shoulder or on his hand, just a light touch, don't let it linger," Erin explained. "Always leave him wanting more," Kristine noted while she raised her eyebrows. "And draw attention to your body. Make him see more of what he wants." "Like how?" "Like leaning back so he can see your rack," Erin counseled. "That's false advertising," Alec kidded. "For now," Kristine rejoined. Alec laughed a little, knowing it was true, before he inquired, "What else?" "You can play with your hair. Boys love long hair." "Give him a compliment and definitely tease him," Kristine added. "How do you compliment a guy?" Alec inquired. "Tell him his hands are big. Big hands equal a big...," Kristine answered, smiling as she trailed off. "But what if his hands aren't big?" "Tell them they are. They're going to be bigger than yours." Alec nodded as he gazed down at his small, thin hands. The waiter came back soon after and put the plates in front of each of them. Alec smiled at the waiter as he asked, "Are those plates heavy?" "Not for me," the waiter responded with a smile. "Well, you've got such big hands." The man laughed as he looked at his hands and said, "I suppose. I like your pretty hands." "These old things," Alec joked. "Pretty hands for a pretty girl," the man replied as Alec's manhood swelled only to be thwarted by the device that was encasing it. The waiter's attention was soon drawn away from Alec as a woman asked for a refill of her drink. "I've got to go," the waiter noted. Kristine and Erin laughed at Alec's first attempts at flirting. Erin smiled while she said, "Not bad for a first timer." "You did better than he did," Kristine added. "Yah, he was little awkward," Erin noted. "Do you think he knows?" Alec asked with some alarm. "Not a chance. Guys are just stupid," Erin answered. "If you keep that up, he's going to ask for your number," Kristine noted. "I can't do that." "Why not?" Erin asked. "I don't want to give him a nasty surprise." "How do you know he doesn't like...," Erin. "There's only so many that do," Alec retorted, cutting her off. "You have to ask him to find out," Kristine pressed. "No. I rather like my teeth," Alec replied as he tapped the white teeth attached to his upper jaw. "Don't be such a drama queen," Erin responded with a shake of her head. "That's the one queen I haven't been," Alec retorted to the girls' laughter. "You can't spend the rest of your life alone," Erin noted. "I've spent most of it alone already," Alec replied. "That was then," Erin countered. Alec nodded before he said, "I do hope to find the right guy someday." Alec paused as he realized what he had said. It had been unforced in his mind. He truly saw himself as being with only men in the future. He had never had any luck with women and never pursued them like other men. His sex drive was minimal as a man. He always pushed away the gay fantasies that came into his mind. The idea of being the girl in a relationship had long intrigued him. It was now more than intriguing, it was all consuming. He wanted to find a man that loved him. He wanted to be some man's girlfriend and wife. It was not long after that realization that they finished their meal. The waiter flirted with Alec again as he left the check. "Last chance," Kristine kidded. "No. I need to meet a man who knows what he's getting into," Alec replied, feeling that it was the only safe way for someone like him to date. The girls did not push Alec further before the tip was left and they made their way out the door. They went back to the car and drove back to Alec's apartment. Alec let them inside and they talked for a few minutes. After Erin went to the bathroom, she and Kristine said goodbye to Alec. They hugged and kissed Alec on the cheek before they started towards the front. As Erin stepped out the apartment, Kristine started out behind her. She paused before she turned on her heels and pivoted towards Alec. "There's one last gift I wanted to give you." "What?" Alec asked. "This," Kristine replied as she removed the key to his chastity belt from her purse. Alec took it with a smile. Kristine smiled back at him as she said, "I don't think you need to go any further than you're willing to." "Thanks," Alec replied as he felt relieved that he was regaining control of his manhood. "Have a good night," Kristine said with a smirk. "Oh, I will," Alec responded with blushing cheeks. As Alec closed the door behind Kristine he hurriedly pulled up his skirt. He forced down his panties and reached for the lock. He pulled it off and felt instant relief. Alec worked the device off his member and pulled up his panties before walking into the kitchen. He tossed the chastity device in the garbage with a laugh. Alec's eyes looked around his small kitchen. He nodded to himself and started to walk towards his bedroom. Alec removed his skirt and took hold of a pair of leggings to lounge around in for the rest of the day. Alec paused as he took the leggings in his hand. He knew that he did not have to put them on, no matter how comfortable they were for him to wear. The choice was now his. There was nothing forcing him to go forward with anything. His arm was no longer being twisted by the control he had surrendered to Kristine. He was free to be his own man or woman. Alec grinned as tears ran down his cheeks. He sensed that the choice was his, but the more he contemplated it, the more he realized that there had never been any choice at all. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- The following Monday morning, Alec roused himself from bed. After showering and having breakfast, Alec pulled on his panties and stuffed his bra. Once his fingers stopped adjusting the straps, Alec pulled a bi- stretch, crepe, black mini-dress over his head. His hands worked through the dress's long sleeves before he adjusted the dress's straight silhouette. Alec smiled as he looked down at his false bust. He was relieved that its artificialness was not able to be seen from beneath the dress's v- neck. After Alec placed a silver necklace around his neck, he put on complementing silver rings and earrings. He then placed on his black, patent leather pumps and headed out the door for his car. Alec did not bother changing out of his heels before he started to drive to work, feeling that he had to get used to it at some point. While he thought he knew what he was in store for the Monday before, now, there was no doubt. Alec was determined to keep his head up. He was not going to let anyone walk all over him any longer. He was going to be his own woman going forward in a way that he had never let himself be as Alec. Alec strolled into work with his held high. He greeted people as he walked past them walking with his false chest out. He knew that he was cutting an entirely different image than in the past, but that was the point. As Alec settled in, he looked at the girls in the neighboring desks and said, "Girls, I've got an announcement." "You went back and got the cute waiter's number," Morgan joked, having already heard the story from Kristine. "You wish!" "Hey, I'm married. I have to live vicariously through you girls." "You don't want that," Brianna noted. "I wish I had what you have," Kristine replied. "I got a good one," Morgan admitted. "Well, hopefully one day we all will," Alec added. The girls nodded before he said, "Now, as I was saying, MORGAN..." "Oh, she's getting snippy," Morgan kidded. "Must be on the rag," Erin joked to the girls' laughter. Alec blushed in reply before he said, "As I was saying, I made my first appointment with a gender therapist." "What is that?" Morgan asked. "That's the doctor I need to sign off on all my medical treatments to complete my transition." "Wow, that's great," Erin exclaimed before being seconded by the other girls in the area. "What treatments do you need?" Morgan inquired. "I need to get cleared to take pills to stop my testosterone, whatever small amount that is, and increase my estrogen." "Can you just do that?" "No. You need a doctor's supervision. It's a difficult process." "Yeesh," Morgan interjected. "It's not easy becoming a girl," Alec advised. "It wasn't easy for me," Morgan said with a laugh before she added, "For you, it's got to be even harder." "We'll be here for you," Erin noted. "That's right," Morgan seconded as Kristine and Brianna nodded. Alec thanked the girls before they all got to work. Alec smiled to himself as he then began to draft the email to his coworkers for approval by his bosses. He had already cleared the idea of sending the email to further explain himself to his coworkers before they had sensitivity training. Alec took a sip of coffee as he began to type: Good morning: I hope this email finds you all doing well. I know that you are all aware of my changes that have been unavoidable to notice. It's not everyday that one of your coworkers goes from wearing oxfords to pumps, which is no doubt a relief to many of you. Many of you are probably irritated about the upcoming sensitivity training session you feel may be unnecessary or inappropriate. Still, I would hope that you could spare a few moments to read this email to explain to you why I am Alexandra. By now, you all know that I'm transgender. This is a fact that I've kept hidden. I was ashamed by my lack of masculinity and took refuge in hiding myself. I spent a long time trying to deceive myself as I remembered all the abuse my effeminacy had gotten me as child and teenager. It was not long ago that I decided that I can no longer continue to live the lie. I am no longer ashamed of what I am. I am free. I am sorry for deceiving you with my appearance before. I hope you can forgive me for that. I will no longer pretend to be someone I am not. What you see now is, and has always been, me. In short, I am a woman. I've always had the feelings that I was born to be a woman, that I should have been raised a girl and that I should be living as a girl. I did everything I could to hide from those thoughts and change them. No longer. Today, I am a woman, and I hope that you can accept that. At the least, I hope you can tolerate it. You may not like it, but please let it be. It's my life not yours. Me living a lie may have been more comfortable for you, but I lived with depression everyday of my life that has finally lifted. Please note that I'm not confused. I was, but I am no longer. I am not sick, despite what some quacks may say. I'm not deluded. I am still a human with feelings, just like all of you. For those of you who call me Alexandra, even Alex, and who call me she, her or group me in with "the girls," I thank you. I would ask that everyone else do so as well. I know that this may be difficult and, even the most well intentioned of you will make a slip-up now and again. Some of that is my fault for deceiving you about who I was when we met. Despite my change in appearance, I am the same person I have always been. I have the same hopes and same dreams. I hold the same values and work ethic. Please do not treat me any differently than you did before you knew the truth. Thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedules to read this. I will be happy to answer any questions you may have, but please, keep it appropriate. We are, after all, all professionals here. Sincerely, Alexandra Prinz Alexandra felt a weight come off her shoulders as she finished putting her truth in writing for the first time in her life. She was concerned about the reaction it would have, but felt she needed to do it. The email was soon cleared by her bosses and sent out to the rest of the office. Alexandra expected the worst, but she got back uniformly positive responses from those that responded. She figured that those that were put-off by the email could be bothered to respond or were too smart to know that no good could come of putting their narrow-minded views in writing. Alexandra's fellow administrative assistants were impressed by the email. Kristine smiled as she asked her, "So, we were right?" Alexandra