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What a Ridiculous Idea by: Janet Stickney [email protected] The very idea that I could fill in as a bridesmaid was ridiculous. Mom had suggested it even before my sister had selected her Maid of Honor! Her reason for asking me was that as far back as the family could remember, the sister of the bride had always been the Maid of Honor, and in fact what she had suggested wasn't even unheard of. Twice before in our family history, some poor soul, a male soul, had been roped into it. One in 1893, my Great Great Great Uncle Marcon in 1925 I think, and once again in 1952 by an uncle Fred. My mother's Uncle Jeff had been the other one. I was shown the pictures of that 1981 wedding, and I had to admit, I could not pick him out. "If he could do it in 1981, you can certainly do it now Gregory!" Mom was starting to get adamant so I backed off and told her I would think about it. Looking in the mirror in my room, being honest with myself, I had to admit that it was possible. I stand 5'7" tall, I weigh around 140, with a modestly long mop of brown hair. My eyes are blue, I have a smallish nose and a wide smile. My name is Greg Grant, I'm 18 and just graduated from high school. I looked at the picture taken in 1952 again, and wondered what ever happened to make him do it, yet not one of the girls in that picture looked masculine in any way. That's when my sister Audrey knocked on the door and came in. "Mom told me what she asked you Greg. Myself I think it's a stupid idea, but both mom and Grandma insist that we carry on with the tradition. I told them that I would have to see you all dressed up before I agreed to it; now it's up to you. I understand the tradition, and I saw the pictures just like you did, I'm just worried that you'll turn out looking...." "Like Frankenstein in a dress?" I said. "I guess you're right Greg." We stood there looking at each other, and all at once we started laughing. "It would be a kick though. If you want, let me help you get dressed so we can see how you look and we can decide then." "Okay Audrey, but just you, not mom or anyone else. Okay?" She nodded her head and told me she would be back in an hour or so. She left and I went to the computer to play a few games. When she returned she had an armload of stuff and a small paper bag. "This is one of those cream hair removers. It'll probably be better than using a razor to take all of that hair off. Take your clothes off." I stripped to my briefs and she coated me in a pink, foul smelling cream. "It says to wait 30 minutes. While you're in the shower go ahead and shave and wash your hair; I'll set things out for you." When I stepped out of the shower I felt real naked! My skin was now hairless and felt very different! I had a towel wrapped around me when I walked back into my bedroom. Audrey handed me some white panties which I quickly stepped into, and realized at once why girls liked them. They sent shivers up my back as the soft pink nylon hit my legs. "You better do something about that Greg. Not many girls have one of those." I turned and 'tucked' myself while she giggled. Then came a bra which she padded with some small breastforms. "I used these when I was younger, along with this." She held up a beige pantybrief. "It has built in padding Greg. It'll give you a rounder shape." I stepped into them and then wearing my robe, she and I went to her bedroom where she put my damp hair in rollers. "Don't worry, I didn't use any gel so it will wash right out." Then she led me through the intricacies of makeup by making me do it myself, but under her direction. The foundation covered my beard pretty well, but after I used the translucent powder, all traces of it disappeared and my face looked softer! The eyeshadow was all in pastel colors, first a mint green, then, over that, a soft gray with plum right under my eyebrows. Black eyeliner went on the upper lids, then using a black pencil I traced under each eye, outlining my eyes. "That's enough for now Greg, let's go back to your room." She put a short white slip over my head, then showed me how to put on pantyhose. The panties felt great, but the pantyhose were electric as the nylon whispered up my legs, making me shiver again. I missed seeing her smile as she slipped the dress over my head, and then zipped it up. "Now the shoes Greg these are only two inches high, so they should be easy for you to manage walking in." I stepped into her black heels and was surprised to find that she was right. They were easy to walk in! "Back to my room so I can brush out your hair." When she was done, I stood in front of the mirror and was simply astonished. I looked pretty good! The hem of the dress was at mid thigh on me and showed a lot of very shapely legs, my bosom pushed against the soft jersey of the dress and the short skirt flared out from my waist which gave me a modestly feminine figure! My hair was done in a pageboy style, wavy on the sides with curls in the back. "All you need now is some jewelry and lipstick." I soon had small gold hoops in my ears with a thin gold chain on my neck and a gold watch on my left wrist. Her perfume, Obsession, scented the air as she dabbed some on my neck and wrists. "Now all we have to do is find a name for my brand new sister and Maid of Honor!" I wanted to say I had not yet agreed to do it, but what happened instead was that I nodded my head yes. "How about Carolyn? Carolyn Ruth?" What did I know? I agreed. "Great! Now, let's go show everyone!" She took my hand and we walked down the stairs and into the kitchen where we found mom. "Mom, this is Carolyn." She took one look at me and started smiling. "I just knew that you would look beautiful! Turn around!" I spun around as she ohhed and aahed. "I can't see how you can even think about not doing this for Audrey, especially now!" It wasn't like I really wanted to do this, but the clothes weren't so bad, and I did look good enough I guess. "I'll do it, but only this one time and the day of the wedding mom." "Oh no! You have to attend all of the wedding showers, rehearsals, dinners, try on your dress and get fitted for the proper undergarments the same as Audrey! Surely you know that the Maid of Honor has a lot of responsibility, and since you agreed to do it, then you'll have to do it all." I was sunk! So many people would see me that I was sure to be discovered, and what about the other female family members? How would they take me being in a dress, and acting as the Maid of Honor? "I know that you think this is going to be simply awful, and I admit that I wasn't in favor of it, but now that I've seen you, I'm willing if you are. I agree that if you dress as a girl every day from now until after the wedding it will get a lot easier, for you, and the rest of us. Besides, I have a lot of clothes that will fit you, and with what we buy, you'll have a fairly good wardrobe." "But but..." "No buts Gregory. Your sister is right. From now until after the wedding you will dress as a girl." Mom did not leave much room for doubt. I was going to become Carolyn, for at least three months! "She needs her hair styled, some makeup of her own, and of course we need to have her nails done." Mom added, "Panties of her own, some bras, pantyhose, some shoes, and a few new skirts and dresses of her own I think." Mom paused for a moment and added, "It's early yet, so why don't we all head to the mall and see what we can find for her?" "I'll get her a purse mom. Give us about ten minutes." Audrey took my hand and I was once again in her bedroom. Audrey gave me an old wallet of hers and a purse. "Move your things into the wallet, put in some tissues and your lipstick and meet us in the familyroom." Ten minutes later I walked out of the house dressed as a girl for the first time. I was acutely aware of the way the skirt on the dress was swaying back and forth with every step I took. Embarrassing is what it was. I had to stand there while mom and Audrey measured me for a bra. "36, so, with her build she should be a full 'B' cup." After that they went on a frenzy of buying. Four bras, two white, one beige, one black, a waist nipper, another padded pantybrief that was one size larger, two slips, both short, a dozen pair of panties in assorted colors, a corselet, and lastly, a pair of lifelike breastforms. At their urging I went into a changing room and slipped them into the bra I had on, putting the old ones in the bag. From there we went into the junior shop. I had been shopping with mom and Audrey before, but I never really paid any attention to the explosion of colors before. Now I was very aware of where I was, and what I was doing. Together the three of us picked out, and bought, three skirts, three dresses, five blouses, two pairs of slacks, no jeans, and a suit. In shoes we bought three pair, one a white heel, the others black and white flats. "Carolyn and I will take these to the car mom, see if you can get her in for an appointment today." Audrey and I lugged the packages to the car, and on the way I asked her what appointment she was talking about, half afraid of what she was going to say. "To get your hair, makeup, and nails done of course," then she turned and we went back inside. We found mom at the salon. "They can take you now Carolyn. See the girl at the desk. Audrey and I have a few more errands to run and we'll be back in a couple of hours." "Two hours?" "Certainly! You didn't think they could do it all in a few minutes did you?" I shook my head no as they turned and walked away, leaving me alone for the first time. I walked into the salon and went to the desk where a blond with huge hair sat. "Hi. I'm Carolyn Grant. I have an appointment." "Oh yes!" She took me to a chair and I met Jeri for the first time. She looked at my hair and sighed. I knew that was bad. "We'll have to go with a soft perm after I cut it dear. Your hair is a mess!" She washed it, then started cutting, telling me that mom had told her to wash in an auburn rinse. "By the time I'm done you'll look fantastic Carolyn!" I could hardly wait. Two hours later I emerged from the salon a totally new person. My hair was set in a curly style that looked "cute," my nails were now longer and painted in a dark plum color, my makeup done to perfection with my eyebrows tweezed into thin, high arcs. Mom was ecstatic, and Audrey in shock. I no longer looked like her brother in any way. "Wait until dad sees you!" "Yah, that will be fun." My sarcasm rolled right off my mother as she led the way back to the car. At home, Audrey helped me take the new clothes to my room. "We'll have to rearrange the furniture to make room for the vanity, and of course you'll want to clean out your closet and dresser to make room for all of this." "Vanity?" "Mom and I bought one while you were in the salon. It will be a lot easier than constantly running back and forth to my room." She was right, so she and I made room for the new vanity, and using boxes from the basement, we started to pack away almost all of my male clothes. Some she said I could use. It took almost an hour to pack my clothes away, then I began to sort through the stuff we bought that day and put it all away. Then I went down to the familyroom to watch television. That's where Audrey and I were when dad came home from work. He walked in with mom, took one look at me and his mouth dropped open. "Holy Mackerel!" "This is Carolyn Ruth, your new daughter, at least until after the wedding." His eyes roved over me from head to toe and back before he said anything. "I never thought that you would look so good! In fact I was sure they would never get you to do it!" "Mom is very persuasive." "I can agree with that" he said as he turned to mom. "Just how long does he have to dress this way? Those nails, and hair." "At least three months for sure. After that it will be up to her." Mom stressed the word 'her' and dad just sighed and sat down, muttering about a stupid tradition. That night I wore a nightgown Audrey gave me, and in the morning I changed into some shorts and a top with just panties and a bra with my gym shoes. The vanity was delivered at ten, then, as the two guys that delivered it left, one of them ran his hand across my butt! I was about to say something when mom came in, tipped them and they left. "That guy ran his hand across my butt!" "He must think you have a nice ass Carolyn." Audrey giggled as she and mom left the room. I started to open the boxes that came with the vanity and found a set of rollers, a full makeup kit, curling iron, blowdryer, a set of brushes, and a hand mirror. I put them away, and sat at the vanity to try my hand at makeup alone for the first time. From that moment on I was treated just as if I was a girl, including chores in the house instead of outside like before. Within a week I fell into a routine that had me up, showered, and shaved by seven, my hair and makeup done and dressed by eight. As each day went by I began to see why it took girls so much longer to get ready, but my abilities also got better, and by Friday I could do my makeup as good as they did it at the salon. On Saturday Audrey asked me to join her and some of her friends for a night out. I was glad to get an invitation to get out of the house and said yes. Then I went to my room to get ready. I looked in the mirror, and realized that I liked the way I looked. Not as sexy as some women, but I could hold my own. If anything, I thought that if I put just a little more effort into the rest of my body, I could almost pass naked! After I stripped and took a bubblebath, shaved again, and was naked in my room, I picked up the breastforms and knew what I was going to do. I used the adhesive that came with the breastforms and glued them to my chest. It was the first time I did that since the glue would hold them on for two weeks at a time. I was now committed, and I did not mind at all. I had a roll of flesh colored tape under the sink, and grabbed it and some cotton balls. Awkward is the best way to describe it as I struggled to push my testicles up into my body and tape them down. I was on my back working at it when mom walked in on me! She took one look and knew what I was doing. "Let me help you Carolyn." I moved my hands, and she quickly removed everything I had managed to do. "I'm sure that I can make you look almost natural Carolyn. Can I?" "Sure mom, why not?" She left the room, returning in a few minutes. I had no way to watch her, so I lay back and let mom do what she said would be her very best. I felt her hands manipulating me, then the cold syrup like feeling of the glue. She held her hand in place, then told me she was done. I stood up and looked at what appeared to be a vagina, with a small triangle of hair! "I think that's what you had in mind isn't it?" "Thanks mom. I'll get dressed now. Audrey and I are going out." Mom left me staring at myself. I now had boobs, and what mom called my kitty. I slipped the panties on and sat at the vanity to do my makeup and hair. Tonight would be my first real test, but I now felt a lot more comfortable, and safer. Instead of a bra, I wore the corselet, which hiked those new boobs of mine up and into prominence, gave me a narrow, trim waist, and with the padded pantybrief, wider hips. The dress was black with two thin spaghetti straps holding up a square cut neckline. The bodice was a satin like material that tapered to my waist, then flared out in layers of chiffon over that same satin material. The hem was above my knees enough to entice but not enough to be indecent. I did my lips in red hot red, dashed on some perfume and slipped the gold and black earrings in. The gold watch went on my wrist and black heels, a quick pull of the brush in my hair and I was ready. I grabbed up my purse and went down the stairs just as dad walked in. His reaction was worth it. His mouth hung open, and as I walked up to him, I gave him a kiss on the cheek and stood back. "Hi daddy." "Hi kitten. You look very nice." "Thanks dad. Audrey and I are going out tonight." Just then Audrey walked down the stairs, and I felt like what I was; a boy in a dress. Spectacular is the only word I can think of to describe her. Her 36-23-36 figure was wrapped in red sequins, hugging her figure as if it were skin. Standing next to her, I watched as dad sputtered a bit and then called mom into the room. "Mary! Look at these girls!" "Yes dear, I already know they are both quite beautiful." Audrey was driving, so I followed her out of the house and to her car. "Did I hear dad call you kitten?" "A slip of the tongue." "I don't think so Carolyn. He is thinking of you as a daughter now, and looking like you do, why not? Besides, kitten fits you better than Tiger." We had dinner with two of her friends, and later, all of us were asked to dance by some of the men there. I let him lead me around the floor, following his every move easily. His hand on my back, pulling me closer made me a bit nervous, but not as much as when his lips touched mine! We were in the middle of the dance floor, and not wanting to make a scene, I said nothing. As he moved us around the dance floor, we drifted to a darker corner, and he suddenly pulled me closer, and kissed me again, and not gently. All at once I felt his ardor rising, pushing against me, so I broke away. Later, on the way home Audrey asked me how I liked being kissed, and I told her to mind her own business. I was home for another three days when cabin fever struck. I had to find something to do during the day or I was going to go crazy, so on a whim I opened the paper and started looking for a job. I had circled several of the openings when it hit me that as Carolyn I did not have any valid ID. Disheartened, I was ready to give up on this Maid of Honor thing when the bridal shop called about Audrey's dress. She needed another fitting. "Are you her sister? Carolyn?" "Yes I am." "You might as well come in at the same time for your fitting as well Carolyn. I'm backed up and my girl just quit, so it's a bit hectic here right now, and at least you two will be done." In a heartbeat I asked her if she was looking for a replacement, and she said yes. "I'll be right over Cheryl." I changed into a skirt and blouse, redid my lipstick and drove to the shop. Cheryl knew about my status, she had to so she could make my dress fit my longer male torso, and when my birdseed breastforms fell out of my bra the first time I was fitted, I think she figured it out. I walked into the store, and she immediately showed me how to use the cash register and gave me a quick tour of the shop, and while she was in the back, I stayed out front. No application, no mention of wages, nothing at all, until later. "I need your number dear." I gave her all of the information she needed, and reminded her that my male name would show up on the computer. "I'll make your checks out to Carolyn of course, but you can cash them here if you like, or I can direct deposit them for you. I chose direct deposit, and now had a job, as a female! Audrey showed up and I watched as she was fitted, mom and Cheryl fussing around her like little bees, marking and pinning. When it was my turn, like my sister, I was laced into the corselet I would have to wear. Audrey was not aware that mom had helped me make some very important changes, so when I stood on that dais to be fitted, she saw the thin cleft in my panties. "Mom!" "Yes dear, I know." My dress was not like the other bridesmaids. Theirs were an ugly yellow satin and puffy lace concoction, with straight skirts and round necklines. Mine was a very light green with a sweetheart neckline, tapered satin bodice and a flared skirt that was tea length. When Cheryl was done and I changed back into my skirt and blouse, I told mom and Audrey that I was now working there. "That's very nice Carolyn! No more sleeping in for you!" Audrey worked at a local office and had been loaning me money; now I could pay her back and have some for myself. At home I went to my room to change, and just to poke dad a little, I wore a red and white babydoll and short robe that Cheryl had given me. Audrey saw me first, took one look, and grabbed my arm, pulling me into her bedroom. "Whatever you did to yourself looks very real Carolyn!" "I like it. I did it the night we went out. It makes me feel safer and my clothes all fit better, and besides that, it's more comfortable this way." "Dad will flip when he sees you in that getup!" "I hope so!" I walked into the familyroom, mom saw me first, then a moment later, dad. His eyes bugged out a little as I sat on the couch as demurely as I could, my nipples pushing against the thin material, the dark hair of my groin showing just a hint of my newly formed sex. He started to say something when Audrey showed up in her babydoll. "I give up!" "The girls are just fine Howard." "The problem with that statement is that one of them is my son!" "And he is very pretty!" Dad said nothing more and we all went to bed early. I worked at the shop six days a week, and quickly learned all of the stock we had, and so on. I helped on fittings, did some minor sewing, swept the shop and so on. Over the next month I saw some truly ugly dresses, bridal and bridesmaids both, but there is no accounting for taste I guess. I even tried on a few dresses that I liked, especially a black one I found, but did not buy one because I didn't have anyplace to wear it. As a working girl I became even more adept at getting ready in the morning, dressing for comfort rather than style. Read flats instead of heels, a skirt and blouse instead of a dress. My mannerisms even grew more feminine as the days went by. Three of my classmates came in to get fitted and not one of them recognized me. For two of them, I helped them get fitted to their dresses! On Wednesday Cheryl asked me if I would like to join her and her husband for dinner. "You can wear the black dress you like so much. A gift for all of your hard work." How could I say no? She accepted me the way I was, gave me a job, and became my friend, with no sign that what I was doing was wrong. "I'd like that Cheryl, thank you." Saturday morning I went to the salon and had my now longer hair restyled, my nails repaired and polished. At home I took a bubblebath, shaved close, and started to get dressed. I had bought a few things at the shop that I liked and thought were sexy, and now was my chance to find out. Black satin high cut panties with a sheer insert just above my assets, and a corset in black satin trimmed in black lace to begin with. The corset took my waist down to 22 inches easily and hiked up my boobs so far that an accident seemed imminent. I removed the foam pads from my padded pantybrief and slipped them inside my panties and pulled on the sheer to the waist nude pantyhose. Sitting at the vanity I did my makeup more dramatic, using darker colors and a brighter blusher. The dress went over my head, and as I zipped it up the material closed around me like a vise, accenting my now trim waist, the neckline exposing an ample amount of cleavage. The two thin straps did not do much except adorn the dress. I stepped into the black patent leather heels and stood in front of the mirror. The hem was a good two inches above my knees, the flaring skirt held out by the two petticoats under it. I did my lips in hot red, used my perfume, and added the black and gold earrings. I wore no other jewelry. I was now as sexy looking as my sister ever was. In my mind at least. Dad took one look at me and merely smiled. "You be careful tonight kitten, a lot of men looking at you would like nothing better than to get into your pants!" "And what a surprise they would find dad." He smiled and kissed me just as Cheryl and her husband drove up. "Be careful kitten." "I will dad." He had been calling me kitten all of the time now, and I have to admit that I liked it. It meant that he had accepted the obvious. We drove to the country club and were ushered to our table. Sitting at the table was a man that looked about my age! "This is our son Jeff. Jeff, this is Carolyn Grant." He shook my hand, but did not let go right away. Cheryl had set me up! Dinner was pleasant, and when the talk drifted to families I told him the truth, except for the fact that I was a male, just like him. "Her sister Audrey is getting married in about a month, but Carolyn is the prettier of the two I think, and you should see her gown, it looks fantastic on her!" "I have to make a visit Cheryl, want to come?" Of course she did. "You set me up! With your own son! And you know that it can't lead anywhere!" "Really? I think you know in your heart that you will never go back to being a male again.don't you?" Before I could answer, she went on. "I have been watching you for a long time now, and there is no way, none, that you will give up being a female, and if that's the case, why not enjoy it? Yes. I set you up with Jeffrey, but you both need someone, so why not?" "But I can't. What if he wants to, you know." "Carolyn, there are many ways for a woman to please her man. You will know what to do if it comes up." I started to giggle at her unintended pun, and she did to. On the way back to the table I wondered about what she had said. Would I, in such a short time as a girl, decide to give up my manhood? Was I so feminine now that there was no way back? Jeff was attentive all evening, holding me close on the dance floor, his hand always finding a spot on my back that sent shivers up my spine. Falling into the trap of my own femininity, I let him take charge, and found that I liked it in a way. Then, all at once I knew why he had drove in his own car! So he could take me home! What would dad think, or mom? "Can I drive you home Carolyn?" "Certainly. I'd like that." If I was going to be a girl, then I wanted to see if it was true. He parked in front of my house and pulled me to him, then his lips touched mine and a bolt of electricity ran through me! His tongue pushed against my lips and I opened my mouth to accept him, my tongue touching his. His hand went to my leg and ran up under the dress and all at once he was in the danger zone. I stopped his hand just as his fingertips touched me. "I have to go in Jeff, thanks for the ride home." "Don't go yet Carolyn" he said as he held my hand and pulled me to him again. "Can I come over tomorrow? Maybe go to a show?" I said, "One o'clock Jeff," and went in the house, and saw mom and dad standing there! "I'm assuming that my son is now gone?" I nodded my head yes, looking at dad for some sign of hate or disgust. "We want to meet your young man before you go out with him Carolyn." "Okay mom. He'll be by at one tomorrow; I'll introduce you then." Jeff was introduced to my parents, we went to the show, and yes, kissed some more. I went back to work on Monday, certain that Cheryl was right. Carolyn was here to stay. I attended all of the showers for Audrey, surprised that none of my Aunts or Grandmother said anything at all about how I looked. They all greeted me like I had always been a girl and went on with the party. The wedding was scheduled for five in the afternoon, so mom, Audrey, and I all went to the salon and had the works. Hair, nails, and makeup, then we went home to get ready. I gathered up what I was going to wear and put it all on the bed, while Audrey went to her room to do the same. Mint green, high cut, satin panties, a mint green and white corset, which drew my waist down to 21 inches, hiked up my boobs and gave me nicely rounded hips. Nude hose that I clipped to the garters, then the two petticoats. The dress went over my head and after I zipped it up I saw what a nice shape that corset gave me. My green heels, then I went in to help Audrey get into her dress. The wedding was wonderful, and Audrey looked radiant, and she was beaming as she walked down the aisle holding her husbands arm. The grooms brother, also tall and handsome held up his arm and we followed Audrey and David. After the dinner, Jeff asked me to dance and he quickly swept me into his arms and held me tight. Later, I was the one to catch the bouquet, making me the next one to get married! After the bride and groom had left, Jeff took me home so I could change, and as we stepped into the silent house, he asked me if I needed any help. By the way his pants were tenting out he was the one that needed the help! "You can undo the zipper, but nothing else!" I went up those stairs with him right behind me. The zipper slid down, and I let the dress fall forward and I stepped out of it. He was watching me carefully as I took off the petticoats and stood in front of him in my very sexy lingerie. When he stood up I knew. He pulled me to him and kissed me, his hands finding my bottom, then, as they moved north, my breasts. Without even thinking about it I helped him get his jacket off, unbuttoned his shirt, and ran my hands across his chest. He was panting as I stepped back and released the garters and stepped out of my shoes. The corset was next and finally I was standing there in my panties. His pants hit the floor and we fell on the bed. He was rock hard, which my hand confirmed. My breasts tingled as I stroked him, then he was over me, on his knees, his weapon right there. I kissed it, then took him. "I want you to be a virgin when we get married Carolyn, roll over." I did as he wanted, and with some effort, he took me. We collapsed in each others arms and fell asleep, wrapped in each others arms under the blankets, which is how mom found us. I woke up as soon as the door opened, we looked at each other and I shrugged my shoulders. She closed the door quietly and I slipped out of bed. In the bath I did a quick but close shave, put on some foundation, clean panties and a bra, shorts and a top and joined mom in the kitchen. "Have a nice time last night dear?" "The wedding was wonderful mom." She glanced at the stairway and looked at me. "Well, I did catch the bouquet mother! That means I am the next one to get married right?" "That's what it means, but usually the new brides waits until she is married to give away her assets dear." Hanging my head at her rebuke, I said, "but I felt so, and he is so handsome, then we just...." Mom held up her hand to stop me. "I know how it is Carolyn." Dad and Jeff walked down the stairs at the same time, one with a startled look on his face, the other a grin. Dad isn't stupid, he figured it out instantly, looked at my sheepish grin and waited until Jeff sat at the table. "There will be no more of that kind of thing in my house you two. In fact there will be no more of that at any time!" That's all that was said, and Jeff and I went to his house, where Cheryl was waiting for him to come in. One look is all it took her, just like mom, and she knew. I never went back to my old self. The following Monday the doctor started me on hormones and within a year I had the body I wanted, except for one small thing. I waited another six months, had the surgery, and then, as a female in every sense, Jeff took me to our wedding bed, and he did indeed get a virgin. I was not a reluctant bride, nor did it seem like a ridiculous idea.